He's Secretly Too

Section 78

His eyes widened, and he subconsciously called out his name, but saw the girl lower her head, turn around and leave.

If you want to return to the classroom, you have to pass in front of He Yuzhi and the others.

But Wenzhi did not want to, her mind was so messed up back then, she just wanted to get away from him, as far as possible, no matter where he went. So I turned around and went back to where I came.

He Yuzhi's heart stiffened, everything around him was insignificant at this moment. He's just worried about her.

Hearing this, he turned around and left.

He Yuzhi frowned. He had long legs and quickly caught up with her in two steps, grabbed her arm and pulled her.

The boy dragged her into a corner, placed his hand on the girl's shoulder, and forced her to stop and lean in the corner.

She did not know why, but this was the first time she felt Wen Zhi's body so soft.

He squeezed his shoulders, feeling like he would slip from his fingers at any moment like water, like a dragonfly or a fragile butterfly inside a glass jar, he said, and its wings would come off even without using any force.

Because of him, the exercise book in Wen Zhi's arms fell to the floor. But he did not care, and resolutely refused to allow her to bend over to pick it up, instead letting it lean against the wall.

Some of the passers-by were shocked as well, yet did not dare to step forward and leave cautiously.

“What did you just hear?” she asked.

He Yuzhi looked into his eyes fixedly and wished he would raise his eyes to look at her, but it always backfired.

The girl's gaze continued to point to the side, her eyes half-souched, always avoiding her gaze.

“I heard everything,” he said after a while after hearing it.

Her voice was very soft, and it turned out that she looked calm, she did not feel sad or cry. Yet such a calm tone still made He Yuzhi's heart stiffen in an instant, causing a deep earthquake.

Rarely did he feel confused and confused after so many years.

"What I just said is not true, so don't take it seriously. Do you understand?"

He tried to ask her, her tone was very gentle, as if she would be crushed if not to do so.

Only after he saw Wen Zhi nod his head did the young man seem relieved.

He removed his shoulders and touched his face with his hands.

However he only touched it once, then it sounded he turned his head to the side in an invisible amount. However even though the amplitude was very small, in He Yuzhi's eyes, it was very clear and painful.

Wenzhi did not want to be touched by him.

But he knew the nature of He Yuzhi, if he did not follow him, He Yuzhi might lose control of his emotions again and might do something.

He wanted to follow her, but to be honest his body refused to let her lie, and he avoided her touch like a reflex.

Wen Zhi did not know what was wrong with her.

There was indeed a bit of sadness and sorrow at the beginning, but it seemed that after the heartbreak, the pain was no longer felt, and all that was left was numbness after the labor pain.

He calmly looked at He Yuzhi's face with worry written on his face, but he couldn't feel any emotion in him.

“Actually I didn't mean it,” she explained again.

Right now, Wenzhi looked at He Yuzhi's expression for the first time. Excited, helpless, even begging.

"Yes" replied Wenzhi.

"I'm fine, it's time to go back to class." Said.

But he's definitely not okay.

Even though he was so quiet, so calm, it seemed like it was this calm and strange feeling that indicated that he had actually heard those words and felt some kind of disappointment in him.

He Yuzhi can even feel—

She hated.

The young man stood there, watching Wenzhi crouch down and pick up the exercise book, then said softly: "Then I will return first."

He watched her silently pick up the exercise book, turned away from her, then climbed the corridor stairs and disappeared into the light-filled corner above.

He knows him well and knows that he has that kind of character. Even if he endured the severe pain, he would remain silent in front of others, and then return to the corner to lick his wound in silence.

But as he watched her disappear into the light and shadow above the stairs, he felt helpless and in pain for the first time.

He regretted what he just said.

But He Yuzhi knew that no technology could travel back into space and time. I was unable to retract those words, let alone let Wenzhi return to a state of not hearing anything.

At first it was just to save face, to fool my friends, but I really didn't expect him to hear it.

He Yuzhi stood there, trying to control his emotions, but it didn't seem to help. As he stood up, he suddenly fell into some sort of whirlpool and could not get out.

—

On the other hand, Wen Zhi picked up the exercise book and returned to the classroom in silence.

He returned to his seat from the hallway, sat quietly, and then did what he had to do as usual.

Do your homework, solve the wrong questions...

I want to cry, but I can't.

It was only after I wrote the question and did the calculations that I realized that the paper under my arm had become wet. Tears began to flow uncontrollably, falling down profusely.

Wen Zhi shook his head.

It seems like it's no big deal, he thought.

He Yuzhi never said he liked it, it was just his excessive thinking. He pityed her, but he had some misunderstandings.

Not all likes need to be shared.

He knew something from the first time they met. Mom doesn't even have to show her – she is and she'll never be the same person.

"It's okay" he said.

“I suddenly thought of something unpleasant,” Wenzhi replied to the other party. As he spoke, he raised his head and asked, "Geng Yue, do you also have a problem?"

The other party looked at him and frowned slightly, but still replied patiently.

"Everyone has their own problems. Do people without problems really exist?"

Wenzhi lowered her head and muttered: "Maybe..."

He thought people like him would never get in trouble.

Have a good family background, a smart mind, a healthy body, and a beautiful face. Once this child was born, it was already an end point that he could not reach in his life.

He is just a poor man.

"What happened to you?"

Geng Yue sensed something was amiss and asked, "Who is bullying you again?"

"No," Wen Zhi replied.

No one oppresses him.

The most ridiculous thing was that he did not know who was to blame until now.

He Yuzhi had He Yuzhi's reason, and he understood it. Perhaps it was only his existence, his appearance, and his perplexing childish heart that made his mistake of pitying love.

After hearing this, he lowered his head again and started working on the matter.

The surface of the scroll was wet with tears, and I had to hold it gently using my hands before I could barely write on it. But after writing the choice, the black handwriting blurred again because of the water marks, making it messy and ugly.

Just like his fucked-up life.

The school bell finally rang.

Wen Zhi noticed the Mandarin teacher coming in, placed the class materials on the podium, and began teaching.

He was clearly looking at his teacher, but he looked deaf and could not hear anything. I could only see the teacher walking back and forth on the podium while opening and closing his mouth.

Wen Zhi could see it, but felt his soul was far, far from the real world.

The field of vision is just a window, and I am no longer within range of this window.

It was only after his teacher suddenly threw a piece of chalk and called out someone's name that Wenzhi was suddenly brought back to the real world.

“He Yuzhi, if you don't listen in class, don't delay anything else!”

"What do you always see in the back?"

The Chinese teacher looked very angry, he threw a piece of chalk and if it was not enough, he threw another chalk.

Only then did he realize that He Yuzhi was staring at him.

But surprisingly, he didn't feel anything.

If it happened in the past, my heart would beat faster and my whole body would feel hot. But he didn't know why, he wasn't happy or sad right now.

There's nothing at all.

He was looking at her right now, and he didn't even feel nervous anymore.

The Chinese teacher's chalk hit He Yuzhi, and the young man frowned and restrained himself.

He had turned his head to look back at Wenzhi, but he had only discovered that the girl was just sitting and listening to the lecture, as if she was engrossed in listening, but he had only found out, and there was no exaggerated expression on his face except calmness.

But such calmness was what made him worry and fear.

I finally reached the end of class.

He lowered his head and gave the message to her, waiting for her reply. But Wenzhi never seemed to see her phone and never returned the favor.

He Yuzhi wanted to find an opportunity to explain it to her, but he did not know how to explain it.

How he should explain it to her to believe that she was not really serious, even though those words came out of her mouth. How can I explain.so that he is not hurt, makes him sad, or makes him feel worse for himself?

For the first time, He Yuzhi felt annoyed that he was a stupid straight man.

He won't say anything. Obviously, I carefully selected words and sentences, thought through the explanations, and typed countless words in the dialog box, but those words were deleted repeatedly.

Worrying about profit and loss.

He wanted to call her and talk to her many times, but he was worried that she would become increasingly negative. He also did not want to talk to her in a place like the school where the crowd was talking, for fear of being seen again and accidentally hurting her again. ——

Obviously not like this before.