Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 266 Sanctions on the entire school: My Senior Brother, the God of Learning 63

"Xuzhou." Zhao Yichuan called him with an angry look.

"Why are you calling him? The high and mighty Mr. Xu has no time to care about us peasants. I'm really blind to treat such a person as a brother." He Lin sneered twice.

He is rich and powerful, and countless people flock to him to offer their true hearts. The bloody beating hearts are just a fun play for him when he has nothing to do. The road under his feet is so smooth that not a grain of sand can be seen, because someone will clear all obstacles for him.

He is the heir of the Xu family and the prince of the circle, but he is not Xu Zhou from 316 who had barbecue and drinks with them.

Xu Zhou also heard their voices, but he paused slightly before getting into the car, and then went towards Mr. Xu's seat.

The old man looked at the wound on his face with some dissatisfaction, but did not say much. Instead, he introduced Xu Zhou to the group of white-haired old men around him.

After a few brief chats, Xu Zhou walked aside. Seeing this, the other younger people also walked over with a smile to make friends with him.

Xu Zhou said calmly, "I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more."

His back revealed a somewhat desolate look. The wound scratched by the lens had stopped bleeding, but Xu Zhou felt that his whole body was getting colder and colder. The crack in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and all his vitality was about to be drained away.

This world is absurd. Many people walk on a seemingly bright road, but there are thorns all around them, and they bleed all the way.

"Su He, I???!"

Chang Qing returned to the room and turned on his mobile phone, only to see a missed call from Lu Ziming. There was also a two or three second voice message. Hearing the message, Chang Qing's hand, which was originally unbuttoning his shirt, paused.

What does Lu Ziming want to say?

She casually dialed the number, but no one answered.

In the past, no one answered the phone calls, but Lu Ziming never stopped talking halfway. Chang Qing sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes lowered, listening to the three seconds of voice message over and over again.

"Su He, I..."

The voice was not as powerful as Lu Ziming's usual voice, and it sounded a little weak.

Chang Qing pursed his lips slightly, and his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly. He whispered to himself: "Lu Ziming, I am one step behind. Now I am just waiting for you to stand at the top and applaud you."

"You, please don't get into trouble."

At this time, Zhao Yichuan's voice sounded outside the door: "Su He, it's time for us to return home."

When Chang Qing came out, the teacher and Zhao Yichuan were standing at the elevator door waiting for her with suitcases in their hands. Unlike when they came, they looked very tired and looked at her listlessly.

When they saw Chang Qing, they were all shocked.

Her face was very pale, a kind of bloodless paleness, her soft hair fell lazily between her brows, her eyes, which used to be like hidden stars, were dim, like ink staining rice paper, drawing a distance of heaven's punishment between her and others.

He Lin had already gone downstairs, and the teacher and Zhao Yichuan who were waiting here looked as if they wanted to say something but hesitated, looking at Chang Qing with worried eyes.

On the way back, Chang Qing seemed a little absent-minded. She kept holding her phone in her hand and looked at it from time to time. Once there was a message, she would always click it first to see if it was from Lu Ziming.

Finally, the teacher couldn't stand it anymore.

"Su He, teacher knows you feel very uncomfortable, but people always have to look forward. If one time doesn't work, then we will try twice. If two times don't work, then we will try three times. We must not be defeated."

"As long as you have the determination and perseverance, we still have countless possibilities and countless opportunities to start over. Your teacher has seen clearly along the way that you are not someone who gives up easily."

Chang Qing turned his head and looked at him quietly. Knowing that he had misunderstood him, he did not explain but nodded slightly.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the plane. Those soft white clouds always made her want to roll down and roll in the clouds.

Her bad mood was not what they thought, she never lacked the courage to start over, and she was never afraid to move forward alone, because she was her own strength.

The weather between the east and west sides is very different. The originally sunny sky is gradually covered with dark clouds. The not-so-glaring sun is blocked by the layers of black clouds, and occasionally some scattered sunlight shines through the dark clouds and falls down.

After getting off the plane, the teacher received a call and said to Chang Qing: "Your teacher's wife is taking me to my father-in-law's house. I won't go back to school with you. Have a good rest when you go back."

Chang Qing took a taxi and dragged his tired body back to the dormitory. He didn't even have time to pack his luggage. He went to the bathroom in his pajamas, took a shower, and then climbed into bed.

The same was true for Zhao Yichuan and He Lin. After arriving at the familiar environment, physical and mental fatigue followed one after another, and they could hardly bear it anymore. They were too lazy to even take a shower. They turned on the air conditioner, climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

They all desperately needed a good sleep to relax their minds and deliberately avoid the harm brought by Xu Zhou, as if they were shrinking in a corner, licking their wounds alone.

When Xu Zhou came back, the whole dormitory was quiet with only slight breathing sounds. He moved lightly, sitting on a chair and silently looking at the tablet computer, as if he was thinking about something, but also as if he was thinking about nothing.

Until there was a slight movement on the bed.

Xu Zhou knew that the other three people in the dormitory were awake, but no one spoke. They just lay quietly in bed.

The entire dormitory has never been as dark and dull as it is today. Even the air feels sad and suffocating. Every minute and every second is extremely unbearable.

Xu Zhou, who looked like a sculpture, moved and began to pack his things.

He didn't actually have much stuff, he simply packed the clothes in his closet into the suitcase, took some of his favorite books, and threw away the rest.

When he left, Changqing and the other two were awake.

They just listened to him cleaning up silently, with their eyes open in a daze, as if they had a lot to say, but also seemed to have nothing to say.

Even if I open my mouth, what would I say?

Wish him a bright future?

Or should I ask him to take care of himself along the way?

Or point at his nose and curse at him?

The four of them had lived together for so many years. They ate together, studied together, did experiments together, played billiards together, sang songs together, and even hid together quietly when they were lazy. They took out their phones to randomly call a passerby to form a five-person group. They covered for each other's skipping classes and raised their hands to answer for each other...

It’s not that they hadn’t thought about separation, but they had never thought that they would leave under such circumstances.

In the end, I couldn't even say take care.