live up to the morning light

"Pfft," Hong Guang laughed, "You're really a child."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed lightly the place where Ming Chen was bitten by Chang Jian: "This way it won't hurt anymore?"——and patted Ming Chen's back comfortingly.

Of course, Mingchen didn't want this kind of kiss.

But he didn't dare to say anything more—on the contrary, he woke up, felt that he was too abrupt, and hurriedly wanted to bring this topic over: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

However, Hong Guang keenly saw that he was still not in high spirits, so he asked, "Still angry?"

I don't know how to answer tomorrow morning.

Hongguang smiled and rubbed his hair again: "You have to stop me from beating him, and you are not happy if I let him go, so what should I do? - Next time I will teach you two more tricks and beat him yourself, okay?" ?”

In the morning, he was afraid of being exposed, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only follow Hongguang's words and say "yes", and asked Hongguang: "How is Mama Chen? Are you okay?"

"It's nothing serious," Hongguang didn't bother, he said vaguely while washing his hands quickly, "it's really something that I can't come back so soon—fortunately it's nothing serious, otherwise something will happen to you..." He said After spit out the mouthwash, he frowned and asked, "How did he get in? Our lock is so bad? Ask someone to change the lock tomorrow..."

"No, I opened the door..." Ming Chen was afraid that Hong Guang would waste money, so he said without thinking.

"Ah?" Hong Guang immediately frowned.

"I thought you were back, so..." Mingchen quickly explained.

Hong Guang was taken aback for a moment, couldn't help laughing again, flicked Ming Chen's forehead, wrapped Ming Chen up and stuffed it under the quilt, and put it in his arms easily: "Are you stupid, I have the key, and If I want to come back late, I will definitely be quiet, knowing that you went to bed early, why should I wake you up..."

Mingchen also felt that she was not thinking well.

Nothing else to say.I had no choice but to shrink my head into Hongguang's arms.A very aggrieved fluffy hair was exposed.

Hongguang was not willing to say any more, and rubbed his soft hair: "You, say you are smart, sometimes you are stupid, I shouldn't let you come back alone, you should find a rope to tie you to me Put it on the belt, so as not to accidentally lose it and be bullied."

Mingchen knew that Hongguang was joking, but he still couldn't help feeling sweet in his heart. The little bit of awkwardness that he couldn't ask for was instantly thrown away, and he gave Hongguang a shot with his head: "I'm not a dog, so you are going to be chained!"

Hong Guang helped him to tuck the quilt: "It's okay, whoever we are with, next time tie a rope around my neck, and you can carry it in your hand. It's such a big one. It follows you, shaking its head and tail, showing off its might, yes Not particularly decent!"

After Hongguang got acquainted with him, he was quite adept at teasing and fooling people with his glib tongue—it was all learned from the "mixed society".Ming Chenming knew it was just a joke, but couldn't help thinking too much, and blushed.Just as he didn't know what to answer, Hong Guang's snoring started.

Mingchen was out of breath and felt bored for a while, then took a light bite on Hongguang's arm closest to her.

The next few days are all time for grades, nothing special, the students go home and have fun in school.

On the day when the grades were announced, Hongguang was rarely restless, especially in the morning.Both of them wanted to relax each other, but they couldn't find a way to do it. Since they got up in the morning, they said countless things that were not right, and the two of them chose to shut up tacitly.

Mingchen is the class monitor and is responsible for distributing the grades of the class. Hongguang is afraid that the things will be heavy, so he will come with him.The two stood waiting in front of the office, shaking nervously into a harmonious resonance frequency.

Hong Guang was surprised: "Why are you trembling, you college bully?"

Mingchen cast a glance at him: "You called me daddy anyway, and that's what you call poor parents in the world."

Hong Guang was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and leaned over to pinch his face.

At this time, the teacher called them to take out the report card and hand it to Mingchen.Mingchen was in a hurry to pick it up and didn't care about anything else. He looked for Hongguang first, opened it, and his eyes widened.

Hongguang was blocked by his head, so he couldn't see, so he could only move around behind Mingchen, poking his head: "How is it?"

Mingchen was even more excited than her first grade exam, turned around and hugged Hongguang vigorously.

——Just like the previous plan, Hongguang passed all the subjects, and the best Chinese in the test was even close to the average score of the whole class. He was regarded as an advanced model by the teacher and was greatly praised at the annual class meeting.

Mingchen is still the same as before, staying at the second grade, neither rising nor falling, and the top three are always the two monitors of the key class plus Mingchen. Everyone is used to it, but there is nothing special about it.

A few friends who had a good time with Hongguang saw Hongguang's performance skyrocketing, so they asked him to treat him.

Hongguang did not shirk, and directly booked the best hotel cafeteria in the city, giving everyone a perfect final farewell banquet.

It was originally a gathering of small circles, but Hongguang was very generous, allowing everyone to bring friends if they wanted to, and they could enter with only Yinghua's student ID card.

In the end, half a grade came.There are also seniors and juniors who come to eat and drink.Some don't even know who the host of the banquet is.

Hong Guang didn't mind at all - he always liked to be lively, since the venues were all booked, naturally the more people came the better, not to mention that if there were fewer people coming, he might feel "specialized" tomorrow morning, and he would feel like he was sitting on pins and needles I can’t eat anymore—yes, Hongguang’s event this time is to please everyone to have a good time, but in fact it’s mainly for tomorrow morning. The main activity for most of the night is to observe tomorrow morning: what to eat, what not to eat, what do you like eating.

He never felt that Mingchen was too thin.

Recently, the feeling of sleeping with him is especially obvious. There is only a small one in his arms, and it is light. The bones are pressed against his skin, and I am afraid that it will disappear if I rub it hard.

I just want to eat more tomorrow morning.

But what about tomorrow morning... I am very picky eater. I have a problem with my childhood. I have a bad stomach. If I don’t eat enough, I get acid reflux. If I eat too much, I feel uncomfortable.When Hongguang invited him to dinner alone, he always felt embarrassed that he only ate a little, and he thought of many other ways to make him eat more, but it was useless.

In the end, I felt that the buffet was good. You can only take a little bit at a time, and you can eat many kinds. I want to bring it to eat tomorrow morning.Of course, it is not good to tell Mingchen directly so that he can eat more, otherwise Mingchen would be embarrassed to come.We had to make another curve to save the country.

Now seeing Mingchen try some hot dishes with great interest, eat a lot happily, and drink some wine, his face is flushed and looks smooth, Hongguang is also very happy.I feel that the money is not in vain, and I plan to discuss it with my dad next year, and set up a cafeteria in the school for a buffet, which can earn money and promote more meals in the morning.

As a result, I didn't pay attention when I was happy, and I was persuaded by my classmates to drink some alcohol if I didn't guard against it. I only remembered when I drank it hot: Oops, extreme joy begets sadness, and I can't drive after drinking!

——It’s a long way from the hotel back to school, and most of the students’ homes are in the city, and they plan to go home directly after eating.

There is no home to go back to tomorrow morning, so I have to go back to the dormitory.

It was too late now, and no one was willing to go to the campus in the wilderness.Can't find a driver either.The two stood in the banquet hall with messy cups and plates, worrying.

Hongguang hesitated for a moment, and said to Mingchen, "Just follow me home."