Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

A gust of cold wind blew, ruffling the strands of hair on Ling Zhao's forehead.

He avoided Ji Lin's gaze, covered his collar, and whispered, "I'm just developing slowly."

"So, I say you don't have to feel inferior, raise your head and believe that you are a hero." Ji Lin stood beside him quietly.

His broad body blocked most of the cold wind.

When Ling Zhao was off guard, he reached out and touched Ling Zhao's forehead to check its temperature.

"Get in the car, go home and get some sleep, and I'll check your temperature myself when we meet tomorrow."

He pointed at the Ling family's car, like walking a dog, and shouted, "Go!"

Ling Zhao looked at him hesitantly, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Thank you."

"Thank you now?" Ji Lin gently pushed his shoulder. "If you want to thank me, take care of yourself. I'm leaving."

He turned around and waved at Ling Zhao without looking back.

Looking at his back, Ling Zhao stood still until the driver urged him, then he got in the car.

The next day, when Ji Lin arrived at the classroom, Ling Zhao was already sitting in his seat.

He just sat down, and before he could take off his coat, he rubbed his hands, put his palms against Ling Zhao's forehead, and smiled, "You really don't have a fever anymore."

Ling Zhao quietly dodged his hand, took out a notebook and folder from the drawer, and handed them to Ji Lin, "This is the chemistry information I sorted out last night. You can go back and take a look. I will slowly sort out the information on other subjects for you."

Ji Lin took it, but was not in a hurry to open it. Instead, he said unhappily, "Did you sort it out last night?"

Ling Zhao nodded quietly, but soon understood what Ji Lin meant. He whispered, "I went back to sleep, and woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. I thought I had nothing to do, so I..."

Ji Lin couldn't tell whether he was angry or some other emotion. He wanted to keep a cold face, but was afraid of scaring the little thing. For a moment, he didn't know what expression to use. "Do you really want me to study?"

"Don't you want to go to the best sports school?" Ling Zhao said, "You will definitely get high scores in your major courses. If your academic subjects lag behind, won't you be unwilling?"

"If I can win the championship in next year's national fencing competition, I can be admitted to the best sports school." Ji Lin closed the notebooks. There was no pride on his face, but his tone made people hear that he was determined to win.

Ling Zhao said quickly, "What if you don't win the championship?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

I thought Ji Lin would be angry.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lin took a breath and patted Ling Zhao on the forehead, without showing any sign of anger.

"What are you thinking about? I, your big brother, will definitely win the championship, but there's nothing wrong with learning more knowledge. You and Fu Xiaoyan'er are both top students, and I feel pressured to be your big brother."

He really opened his notebook and began to read it carefully.

A small voice reached his ears: "I believe you can win the championship."

Ji Lin turned his head and looked at Ling Zhao's flushed face. He smiled and said, "It's not belief, it's certainty. I will win the Olympic championship in the future. Then you can touch the gold medal."

A smile appeared in Ling Zhao's eyes, which were as bright as stars, reflecting Ji Lin's spirited face. He nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

After class, Ji Lin almost blurted out and asked Ling Zhao if he wanted to go to the bathroom together.

An idea flashed through my mind.

Ling Zhao said last night that he developed slowly, so his Adam's apple was not obvious yet.

Slow development cannot be limited to the Adam's apple, it must be accompanied by slow development of other parts of the body.

Ji Lin pretended to be nonchalant and glanced at the crotch of Ling Zhao's school pants.

No wonder I always refused to go to the toilet with him, and even went alone when it was almost time for class. It turned out that his defect was not just his Adam's apple.

Ji Lin slapped his forehead in annoyance.

He looked at Ling Zhao's profile with complicated eyes, and suddenly felt that this little thing was quite pitiful. Development is entirely up to fate. Some people develop poorly, while others develop too well.

Like him.

Since then, Ji Lin never asked Ling Zhao to go to the toilet together again.

Whenever Ji Lin heard someone saying bad things about Ling Zhao behind his back, he would be the first to come forward to defend Ling Zhao.

After school that day, on the way out of the school gate, Fu Yan deliberately said sourly: "I don't see you defending me so much. Tell me, are you... "

Ji Lin met Fu Yan's ambiguous and excited eyes and slapped her on the face. "Have you been reading some novel again?"

"I'm telling you, you can read novels, and you can read novels about two men, but don't take it personally."

Ji Lin's series of words were full of anger and embarrassment: "What are you thinking about? If someone is in trouble, what's wrong with me helping him?"

"Why is he in trouble?" Fu Yan knew that the Ling family was not a small family.

Ji Lin pulled the hoodie string and said, "Don't ask about men's affairs."

"Need to rise to this height?"

Ji Lin said as if it was a matter of course, "Nonsense."

But it was not only Fu Yan who was thinking too much about this matter, even other students in the class started to have wild thoughts.

Until the end of the second semester of my second year of high school.

Ji Lin came back from the fencing hall that day. It was class time, there were not many people on the road, and the stairs of the teaching building were also quiet.

Ji Lin took a step forward, but heard some teasing voices coming from the lighted stadium not far away.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he heard the word "Ling Zhao", his feet felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move them.

Ling Zhao was trapped under the shade of a tree by three boys.

The leader was a boy who was originally in the same class with Ling Zhao, and was assigned to Ling Zhao's class after the division into arts and science. The nickname "Little Sissy" was also given by him.

"Zhong Li, what do you want to do!"

"I didn't do anything. What's wrong with chatting with classmates? Did I do anything to you? No." Zhong Li spread out his hands and made an innocent expression.

Next to him was Zhong Li's deskmate, who patted Ling Zhao on the shoulder and asked, "Do you and Ji Lin have any unspeakable secrets?"

Ling Zhao's face turned red with anger. "What nonsense are you talking about? Ji Lin and I are classmates. We are not as dirty as you think!"

A stern look flashed across Zhong Li's face, "Dirty? Who is dirty? Between two boys, you guys have no shame!"

He leaned close to Ling Zhao's face, which was so tender that it could be pinched to produce water, and raised a mocking arc at the corner of his lips, and whispered: "Ling Zhao, you are a homosexual, right?"

"I'm not!" Ling Zhao clenched his fingers, his face changed from red with anger to indifference, "Get out of my way!"

Zhong Li moved closer, almost touching Ling Zhao. He lowered his eyes to look at the man who was half a head shorter than him, and sneered: "If you admit it, I will get out of the way."