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Luo Minglang and I have known each other since high school.

At that time, I was an art student studying acting, and Luo Minglang was an all-round development of intelligence, body, art and labor in the experimental class. The first time we met was next to the green field.

At that time, I was walking forward with my head lowered while memorizing the lines and jokes. When I passed the side of the field, a football fell from the sky and caught me off guard.

When I was young, I hadn’t developed such a muscular body, but this was a severe blow. I only felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and I staggered and fell on the plastic track.

Then the boy who ran over like a gust of wind was Luo Minglang.His eager voice reached my ears: "Student, are you okay? Classmate?"

Many years later, I still remember the scene where I fell in love with Luo Minglang for the first time.

I raised my head, just in time to meet Luo Minglang's worried eyes.The sun shone on Luo Minglang's young face, he squinted his eyes slightly, his expression of guilt was palpable, his outline was deep and handsome, even the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead glistened.

From then on, I knew I was screwed.

A burst of dizziness hit me, I pressed my temples, and before I could speak, the impatient Luo Minglang immediately picked me up and ran straight to the infirmary seemingly effortlessly.All the teammates who hadn't come to watch were disappointed and dispersed.

In fact, I was fine, the only two injured places were probably the palms and knees, which were still scratched by the rough track.

The school doctor felt that Luo Minglang's bluster was pure fuss, but in the end he couldn't hold him back, so he hastily applied iodine and wrapped a small piece of gauze to settle the matter.

After dealing with all this, Luo Minglang apologized to me embarrassedly: "Student, I'm sorry..."

Except for the blushing and heartbeat when I was hugged by the "princess", nothing happened. I said: "It's nothing, I didn't look at the road when I was walking. Be careful when you play football in the future. Fortunately, I was the one who hit me. If you hit the teacher, you will be finished."

"Hey." Luo Minglang was amused by my hypothetical scene, and continued: "My name is Luo Minglang, how about you, my classmate?"

I laughed too: "My name is Qiao Yu."

"No, I have to treat you to dinner to make amends." Luo Minglang made a decision on his own, insisting on calling me to the cafeteria for a "big meal".

It is said to be a "big meal", but it is only 15 yuan for a rice bowl, plus a braised chicken leg.I seldom dine in the school cafeteria. Most of the food here is not for the rich kids in this "noble school", and it is very deserted on weekdays.

I reasoned that I was losing weight and couldn't eat too much, so I ate rice bowls politely, and gave Luo Minglang the chicken legs I set aside separately.

Luo Minglang was persistent and insisted on eating the chicken drumsticks, he said puzzledly: "You are so skinny, why do you lose weight? Are you all working so hard when you learn acting? I think Sisi from the second class is also like this." , so thin that a gust of wind could blow it away."

"On the camera, you will look fat, but in reality you will look thin, but under the camera, you will be just right." I explained.

"Eat this one time and you won't get fat. Will you lose weight if you eat less of this chicken leg? I can knock you down with a single football. How can you become a star in the future?"

But in the end I still ate a whole bowl of rice and chicken legs. I was raised in a strict family since I was a child, and it is a habit to eat and sleep without talking. Just hearing Luo Minglang talking on the side, I didn't even feel noisy.

Before going back to the classroom for evening self-study, Luo Minglang suddenly said: "Qiao Yu, we can be regarded as 'we don't know each other if we don't fight', right? I used to see you wandering around the playground a lot before, and today I know you."

"Hey, you will be a buddy from now on, come and play with me more if you have nothing to do!"

After speaking, he patted me on the shoulder twice, without giving me any room to refuse, and hurried back to the classroom.Leaving me alone in place, the place touched by his palm seemed to be still faintly hot.

The friendship between boys is so simple and inexplicable. Since then, we have become friends. We will greet each other when we meet on campus, and occasionally eat together, play basketball, and play games together.

This situation continued until the division of arts and sciences, art and sports students were basically assigned to liberal arts, I was lucky enough to go to the end of the experimental class with my good cultural achievements, and became roommates and deskmates with Luo Minglang, and we were inseparable. Send intimacy.

The first time I realized clearly that I had desires for Luo Minglang was after we moved into the same dormitory.

In the boys’ dormitory, there are boys who only wear a pair of underpants and sleep around all year round. Although I know that I like the same sex since I was sexually enlightened in adolescence, I don’t always like anyone of the same sex. When Luo Minglang forgot to take the towel and came out of the bathroom naked, I almost went hard on the spot.

The 17-year-old Luo Minglang is already more than 1.8 meters tall, with wide shoulders and long legs, and his proportions are good; years of physical exercise have made his muscles even, his temperament is outstanding, and the most important triangle area under his crotch is also full of capital.

He just got out of the shower, his undried hair was not soft, it was messy and branched, and the water droplets flowed down along the lines of the texture, the shape of the abdominal muscles and the mermaid line were faintly visible, and his long legs were strong and powerful—I opened the door The moment I saw him, it was as if the picture in front of me had been automatically upgraded, inch by inch, every detail was clearly visible.

Fortunately, I have also learned expression management, and I reacted quickly enough to greet him as if nothing had happened.

Luo Minglang didn't look out at all, raised his eyebrows at me, took a bath towel and wiped off the water on his body indiscriminately, then put on his underwear and a big old T-shirt.

He regards me as a good friend, but I have an unspeakable desire for him. Lying in the same dormitory with him every night, I feel some secret and guilty joy in my heart.