Chapter 258: True Dreams, Hitting the Wall, and the Future with Him

Shoucheng Zhu is staring at the "lesson plan" on the computer.

Yesterday's dream was too real, real enough for him to think about it now, his legs - between them still a stream of goose bumps out.

Whether it's pain, screaming, sweat, it's all amazingly real. The half of yesterday's undigested sugar still seems to be stuck to the walls of his stomach, sinking more and more, falling more and more, not wanting to fall out of a hole in his stomach to.

"...... teacher?"

Nowadays, Shoucheng Zhu not only loses his desire for Xiaochi Chi, but also feels the urge to run away for no reason.

If he were to say to the public that he was genuinely afraid of a minor child whose head reached his chest, because of a dream that had no end, I'm afraid he would be laughed out of the room.

...... but only he knows, his own fears are not unwarranted.

"Teacher!"

Shoucheng Zhu suddenly woke up, a touch of forehead, a hand of false sweat.

Xiaochi Chi was looking at him from across the table, smiling, as if he could see through all his wretched thoughts, but his tone was hypocritical and naive: "Teacher Zhu, how do I solve this problem?"

Shoucheng Zhu can't take it anymore.

He felt that he was hallucinating because of the strange dream, suffering from a heart attack, the grass was always greener, even Xiaochi Chi's expression looked full of creepy meaning.

He waited until late afternoon for Xiaochi Chi's parents to return from work, and then approached them, politely saying that he was not feeling very well lately and might not be able to continue tutoring Chi Xiao.

Xiaochi Chi's father didn't say anything, but Chi's mother, who was on the sidelines, did not.

She said grimly, "Teacher Zhu, we can understand that you are not well. We are not unreasonable people, but you are taking a whole summer off?"

Shoucheng Zhu opened his mouth and stammered.

The mother of Chi Xiao, on the contrary, behaved aggressively: "Mr. Zhu, we are at a critical juncture in Chi Xiao's life, when you promised to tutor him, we have been neighbors for many years, and we naturally feel comfortable leaving our child to you. But you can't promise and then not keep your word. The remaining ones are so expensive that one lesson costs us half a month's salary, so where can we send our child now that you don't care about him?"

Shoucheng Zhu is usually careful to maintain his personal image, and his relationship with his neighbors is so harmonious that he has never even had a red face. If he hadn't been so confused this time, he wouldn't have done something like repudiating his contract if he hadn't been upset by the sight of Xiaochi Chi's face.

However, the reason is the reason, Shoucheng Zhu as a gold medal teacher for many years, used to see the parents of students nodding to him, ask him to take care of more, this time steeped in unreasonable pointing nose blame, he made a big red face, dry defense: "not ...... "

"Are you blaming us for not paying for your tuition?" The mother's expression is not worried, "If you think so, just say it, we will give you to make up for it, do not engage in this kind of twists and turns torment us as parents, into?

When Shoucheng Zhu heard this, his heart burned up.

He used to give the children extra lessons without charge, because there was something else to gain, so he never counted on the monetary gain or loss.

Shoucheng Zhu never thought that he would be accustomed to such people who take begging for granted!

However, he still has to live here, and his son has left the country, so he cannot tear himself away from his neighbors and affect his future life here.

Shoucheng Zhu exhaled a heavy breath, and then put on a humble face: "Sorry, sister-in-law, it's because I'm not feeling well, I'll take a week off first. I'll take a week off first, and then I'll continue to tutor Chi Xiao in a week's time.

Seeing that his wife has achieved his goal, the father of the closed mouth for a long time, then Shi Shi stood out, first seemingly scolded his wife a few words "not like that", and then to Shoucheng Zhu fawning smile: "Mr. Zhu, then we can so agreed ah. "

Shoucheng Zhu replied "Sure, sure", but in his heart he was so angry that he leaned backwards.

What kind of family is this?

But Xiaochi Chi, the family in question, was handpicked by Shoucheng Zhu himself.

He endured a bad breath, out of the door of the pool house, thinking, and slow on a week.

When he gets over the aftermath of this dream, he'll have to recover his losses at Xiaochi Chi no matter what!

In the evening, when he slipped on his slippers and went out to take out the garbage, he heard his mother gossiping about him with her partner in the silo.

"We invited Mr. Zhu to have a good meal at first, he promised to give our family Chi Xiao tutoring, not to take any money, but suddenly came to us today, said not to tutor, asked what the reason is not to say. Do you think he is like this?"

Someone half-joking half-seriously said, "Don't be that your boy is too leathery, not good to bring it."

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do. He said he wants to concentrate on the first high school, and in the future, he wants to go out."

After a period of false compliments and envy from the women, Chi's mother commented for Shoucheng Zhu: "This world, what teacher is not a teacher, in the end it's all about money."

In addition to hearing chest congestion, Shoucheng Zhu also broke out in an extra cold sweat, and the garbage he intended to throw away was brought back in a daze and left at the door.

Make up ...... recordings?

Xiaochi Chi has a recording? How come he didn't notice it at all?

Shoucheng Zhu remembers that he had tested Xiaochi Chi's boundaries and found him to be quite innocent. He did not understand a large part of the adult jokes he included in his conversations, and he was not very sensitive to the feelings between men.

At the time, Shoucheng Zhu was excited about this discovery.

He was too fond of such untarnished little boys.

However, if one's secret words to him were overheard ......

Shoucheng Zhu absentmindedly fished his keys out of his trouser pocket and was about to open the door when he was unexpectedly hit by someone from behind.

When he turned his head and saw Xiaochi Chi's unmistakable face, his legs shivered and he almost lost his keys.

Xiaochi Chi carried the garbage bag in his left hand and pointed to the bag at Shoucheng Zhu's feet, "Teacher, can I throw it away for you?"

Shoucheng Zhu grabbed the door panel, gave a hurried hmph, turned inside the door, closed the screen door and isolated him from himself before he was in the mood to say "thank you" to him.

Xiaochi Chi stood outside the screen door, looking at the three cards she had put on Shoucheng Zhu's shoulder, and made a gesture of "goodbye": "Teacher, have a good rest."

Shoucheng Zhu was laughed at by him, hairy, did not control the force of the hand, closed the door with a bang.

Xiaochi Chi kicked his garbage down at his door, saw the food waste inside snaking out a dirty soup that seeped into his doorway, before lifting the bag of trash that had fallen loose and casually straightened it out, and slowly walked downstairs.

That night, Shoucheng Zhu had another nightmare similar to the previous one.

The main character is still Xiaochi Chi, and he himself is still weak, like a patient who has been injected with anaesthetic.

He enters an operating room of sorts, surrounded by nothing but gloomy white and blue. He lies on the operating table while Xiaochi Chi paces around him, preparing instruments.

The sound of Xiaochi Chi slowly and methodically putting on his rubber gloves is like pulling on Shoucheng Zhu's nerves.

He then took out a needle and gently pulled the end of the injection spigot, and a spray of water with the smell of medicine was sprayed onto Shoucheng Zhu's face.

Shoucheng Zhu was sickened by the smell of alcohol and medicine mixed with a shiver.

He inquired in a trembling voice, " Xiaochi Chi , what are you doing? ...... What is this?"

Xiaochi Chi lowered his head, the watery glow of the needle reflecting his eyes brightly, "Teacher, you ask about this? This is called a testosterone - inhibitor, it's perfect for you, it will cure you."

Shoucheng Zhu's face was white: "I'm not sick ...... you let go of me!!!"

The change in his surroundings made him think it was a dream for a while, but in Shoucheng Zhu's perception, dreams do not have such a real, stinging cold light of shadowless lights, nor such a strong to choking smell of medicine.

"Where's the hit." Xiaochi Chi ignored his feeble protests and mused.

His fingertips slowly stroked over Shoucheng Zhu's scalp, injecting a tube of medicine into a random part of his head.

Even if Shoucheng Zhu doesn't know much about medicine, he knows that there are few needles in the world that can be inserted through the Solar Plexus.

The sensation of the skin being pierced by the needle tip made Shoucheng Zhu stand still for a few seconds before he swiveled his head like a shrimp on fire, curling back and forth, but never able to escape the confines of the operating table.

Xiaochi Chi picks up a second syringe and delivers the bubbling tip of the needle into his scalp.

Not looking for a vein, not sterilized, Shoucheng Zhu hair stained with sweat, flowing into the tiny holes that were pinned out, triggering another burst of stinging pain.

Compared to the last time when the pain was so intense that it penetrated into the bones, this fine burst of pain tormented Shoucheng Zhu so much that all he had left was the strength to whimper "ahhhh", his jaws were open and sore, and sour saliva was pouring out from the corners of his mouth.

After a few stitches, Shoucheng Zhu suspected that his head had turned into a balloon full of potion with a lot of holes, which would leak out or burst with a poof at some point.

"This medicine, which can't be filled at once, can only lower the hormone level in your body." Xiaochi Chi leaned close to Shoucheng Zhu's ear and whispered, "It will take 15 years to completely eliminate those yellow wastes of yours. What I am injecting for you now is the part that I didn't have time to inject before; after that, as long as you are not well, I will come to inject you every once in a while."

Shoucheng Zhu was choked by the nauseating stench of fermented food waste and rolled over to sit up when it was late afternoon on the second day.

He got up shakily and went to the foyer.

The sewage on the floor was already greasy knotted, knotted into a large dark yellow stain, Shoucheng Zhu grabbed his hair, pacing like a beast in the hut, his eyes scarlet.

He had a nest of lice fried in his hair, and it was so prickly that it seemed like the pinholes were still lurking in his hair, but no matter how he looked in the mirror, all he saw was oily hair.

No, the eye of the needle must be at ......

Otherwise his hair could not be so itchy ......

Shoucheng Zhu gasped, copied the pusher frantically pushed off his hair, even if shaved two pieces of scalp, saw blood, he gritted his teeth fiercely, until a head shaved to see the light.

He picked up the mirror and shuddered as he pointed it at his head.

The head is bright and clean, with not a single pin scar.

The knot eased a little, and his stomach began to stir again.

Shoucheng Zhu almost threw himself into the public restroom and vomited into the toilet in a spray.

He made a lot of noise this time, and a little boy of seven or eight years old curiously poked his head outside the toilet, covering his nose and calling out in a milky voice: "Teacher Zhu?"

Shoucheng Zhu's ears instantly rang with Xiaochi Chi's voice: "As long as you are not well, I will come and inject you every once in a while."

Immediately after, there was the fine sound of a scalp being punctured by a syringe that rang as if it were close at hand.

Shoucheng Zhu's windpipe contracted violently, and a hiss erupted from his throat, which was burning with acid: "Don't come over! Don't you come over!"

The little boy was scared by such a strange Shoucheng Zhu, scattered his legs and ran.

Shoucheng Zhu's muffled shouts also reached the lower part of the silo.

Ying Lou was checking the tires on her bike, looked up for a moment at the sound, then dropped her head and pretended not to hear.

Xiaochi Chi didn't even look up, standing to the side snapping away at his phone.

Ying Lou asked him, "Did you sleep well last night."

Xiaochi Chi put down his phone, "Hmm."

Ying Lou enjoyed the Xiaochi Chi for two days.

No matter what he was busy with, as long as he joined him in conversation, he would drop what he was holding and look at himself intently.

"Promise yes, I'll make up for your summer vacation." Ying Lou straddled her bike, "Now we have seven days. Where do you want to go?"

Now at this time of year, they have a million places to go, video game parlors, candy stores, mini malls, bookstores, basketball courts, and if they want, they can go to the next town over and watch a movie.

Xiaochi Chi jumped on the back of the bike, pulled the hem of his shirt, and said with a straight face, "Go to the future with Lou."

Ying Lou looked down and couldn't help but laugh, "That's far away."

"The farther away, the better."

"Then it's up to me to decide where to go." Ying Lou rattled the car bell with a crisp, pleasant ring, "Then we're off now."