Shelf life love

Qi Lin complained about the nickname Ye Badlong to Jiang Yue at the beginning, but never mentioned it in front of Ye Haolong.

He also won the men's 800-meter championship with his front foot, and turned the tide with his back foot to win the [-]x[-]. Qi Linpiao fell, and his feet didn't land for a long time.

It also shouted with a special momentum, like the "battle roar" that their class uttered in the auditorium just now.

Ye Zhuohan rode over, and just as he unlocked it, he heard a familiar voice.

Realizing that it was Qi Temporary, he clapped his hands.

"You..." Turning around, the moment Ye Zhuohan saw Qi Lin, his eyes narrowed unobtrusively.

Before, half of the playground was separated, Qi Lin was shining on the runway, and that figure was already burning in his eyes.Now this person suddenly appeared a few steps away from him, covered in heat, the air seemed to be on fire, and there was a faint smell of plastic mixed with sweat.

Ye Zhuohan rolled his Adam's apple, "What did you call me?"

Only then did Qi Lin realize that he had yelled wrongly, and he shook his head cleverly, "Why are you here?"

This question is not easy to answer.

Ye Zhuohan didn't want to say that he was worried that something happened to him, so he came to see him.

"Huh?" Qi Lin raised his eyes curiously when he didn't get an answer.

His eyes are extremely bright, like clear streams in the sun.The dazzlingly white neck and limbs had been washed with sweat, giving off a thin layer of light.

Ye Zhuohan lingered on him for a moment, then changed the subject, "What did you call me?"

"Oh!" Qi Lin stuck out his tongue, "Can't we skip it?"

Ye Zhuohan said: "I heard you call me Ye Badlong."

Qi Lin rubbed his hair and laughed, complaining about the words of the righteous master, who was somewhat embarrassed when the righteous master overheard him, "What, I told you, don't be angry."

Ye Zhuohan: "Tell me about it."

"Isn't your name Ye Haolong?" Qi Lin explained quite generously, "It's the first time I've heard that Ye Gong is a good dragon, and I think it's stupid. Why do people call this kind of name? A good dragon is not as good as a bad dragon."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Qi Lin laughed after finishing speaking, "It's just a joke, don't mind."

The young man in front of him was full of vigor, his hair was stained with sweat, and his chin was slightly raised when he spoke, which was both tugging and cute.

Ye Zhuohan suddenly asked: "Why are good dragons not as good as bad ones?"

Qi Lin blurted out: "Because the bad dragon is cool!"

These words were used to perfunctory Jiang Yue at the beginning, but Qi Lin himself believed them when he said them again.

He seemed to be surprised when he saw the slight astonishment in Ye Haolong's eyes.

I have to say that Ye Haolong's looks are really perfect, although he always has a deadpan expression, his eyes are cold, and his personality is eccentric, and he has all the bad tempers in one.

But all these shortcomings did not affect his appreciation of Ye Haolong's face.

Qi Lin looked at it for a while, and remembered that Ye Haolong hadn't answered his question yet, "Oh, what are you doing at our school? You don't think you missed me, do you?"

This was purely a joke, but Qi Lin noticed that Ye Haolong's expression suddenly paused.

"Fuck! Do you really miss me?"

Ye Zhuohan's tone was flat, "I'm here to find a teacher from the third year of high school, he has given me extra lessons."

Qi Lin suddenly realized that Ye Haolong had "Advanced Mathematics" at home, and the culture class was self-study, so it made sense to know the teachers of key high schools and occasionally ask for advice.

It's him who is being self-indulgent.

Qi Lin stroked his forehead, "Then where are you going now?"

Ye Zhuohan pushed his bicycle to the road, "Go back to the Academy of Fine Arts."

Smart people react very quickly, Qi Lin quickly drew a route in his mind, and found that his home happened to be on Ye Zhuohan's way back to the Academy of Fine Arts, "Hey! What a coincidence!"

Ye Zhuohan looked at the energetic young man, and unconsciously frowned, "Huh?"

Qi Lin pressed down on the back seat of the bicycle just like when we first met, "Brother Xiaolong, I have a heartfelt favor!"

Being too close, Ye Zhuohan could clearly see Qi Lin's eyelashes wet with sweat, and the blue veins on the young man's slender but not weak arms that were bulging due to exertion.

He guessed what Qi Lin was going to say, so it was a little funny, so much so that he even forgot the new title of "Brother Xiaolong".

"Give me a ride, okay?" Qi Lin smiled obediently, "I'm rushing home to take a shower, and there will be a celebration banquet later. My home is on Wuchuan [-]rd Road, and it is the only way for you to go back to the Academy of Fine Arts."

Ye Zhuohan glanced at the hand he refused to withdraw, "What if I say no?"

Qi Lin had no psychological burden, "Then I beg you?"

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Because of the action of pressing the back seat, the boy's body is half bowed.Seeing his thin back, raised face, and Adam's apple hidden in the shadow, Ye Zhuohan felt a little strange in his heart.

The difference is not limited to this moment.

If it was normal, he wouldn't even say the half-joking "What if I say no?" Just refuse it.

In a word, I found a little trouble for myself.

Qi Lin found something interesting, "Brother Xiaolong, just once. I'll sterilize you later."

Ye Zhuohan: "Disinfection?"

"Are you going to take the backseat with the girl you like?" Qi Lin said, "If you take a romantic and suave boy like me, you should be disinfected."

Ye Zhuohan sighed, "Come up."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaolong!" Qi Lin was not polite at all, and sat up with his long legs, "By the way, your umbrella is at my house. Our school has a sports meeting this week. I practice until eleven o'clock every day, so I didn't go." Academy of Fine Arts. Why don't you wait for me and I'll give you the umbrella?"

There are many mountains in Yuecheng, and there are very few bicycles on the road. Ye Zhuohan watched the road carefully, and couldn't ride fast, "Yeah."

The early summer wind blew on the skin, Qi Lin raised his legs comfortably, put his hands between his legs, and did not touch Ye Haolong.

He was sweaty, and Ye Haolong had a cleanliness just by looking at it.As a super handsome, he has some emotional intelligence and sense of propriety.

Ye Zhuohan felt a cloud of heat on his back, which made him almost sweat, but strangely, he didn't feel bored as expected, even the smell of sweat and the boy's out-of-key song seemed to be bearable.

Wuchuan No. [-] Road is in front of you, but a husky suddenly jumped out of the alley, Ye Zhuohan braked urgently, Qi Lin was unprepared, and slammed forward.

"Uh..." When he reacted, Qi Lin found that he was already sticking to Ye Haolong's back, pinching Ye Haolong's waist with both hands, Ye Haolong's shirt was stained with sweat—all by himself.

"Sorry!" Qi Lin hastily let go.

The husky was startled, and jumped away with a wonderful expression.

Ye Zhuohan had no choice but to say: "It's okay."

When he got there, Qi Lin said "give me 5 minutes" and ran upstairs.

However, five minutes later, Qi Lin came down empty-handed, "Umbrella...I haven't found it yet."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Qi Lin really didn't find the umbrella.When he got it back, he remembered to put it on the balcony to dry. Later, he didn't know where he put it away, but it must be at home.

The reason why he ran down in such a hurry was because he didn't want Ye Haolong to wait for a long time, and he belatedly thought that since Ye Haolong sent him back, he should invite him upstairs for a drink of ice water or something.

"Go up and rest for a while." Qi Lin said, "5 minutes is too short, I couldn't find it. I will definitely find it in 10 minutes."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Qi Lin clasped his hands together, begging, "Let's go, let's go, I froze red dates and rose tea when I went out in the morning, it's delicious! I just won the championship, I'm a little excited, after I take a shower and calm down, I will definitely find it umbrella!"

Sitting on the sofa in the living room of Qi's family, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Ye Zhuohan felt a little dazed.

Is he... a guest at someone else's house?

There is a cup of red tea in front of him, which is exactly the jujube rose tea that Qi Lin mentioned.

Moisture floated on the glass, and the tea was crystal clear.

But why do some people drink iced jujube tea?

Ye Zhuohan felt that this was as weird as coming to Qi Lin's house for an umbrella.

The Qi family is more than 130 square meters, an ordinary commodity house, three bedrooms, and a study room.

Ye Zhuohan took a sip of the tea, surprised by the sweet and refreshing taste, and drank it all in one gulp.

After Qi Linfeng took a quick shower, he came out wearing a vest and shorts, with a towel on his shoulders, and his hair was dripping.

But he didn't have time to wipe it, so he rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find an umbrella.

Ye Zhuohan didn't help, but his eyes followed him.

Finally, Qi Lin found the umbrella in the study.

"Huh? You're done!" Qi Lin said while looking at the empty glass while returning the umbrella.

Ye Zhuohan took it calmly, "Yes."

Qi Lin smiled and said, "Isn't it delicious? You've finished drinking such a big glass."

Ye Zhuohan: "...um."

"Are you going back?" Qi Lin stood up when he saw the person, "There's still some in the refrigerator, I'll put a bottle back for you."

Ye Zhuohan: "No need."

"You're welcome!" Qi Lin has already rushed to the kitchen, "You see, I'm not polite to take your car."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

You are not very polite.

Qi Lin filled a bottle with a clean water bottle, and sent him downstairs with slippers on, "Brother Xiaolong, thank you, be careful on the road!"

Ye Zhuohan lowered his eyes and looked at the puddle of water on the ground.

Qi Lin didn't wipe his hair at all, and the water dripped all the way.

Ye Zhuohan sat on the bicycle, and it was probably the first time in his life that he told someone, "Go back and dry your hair."

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, "Okay, okay!"

Leaving from Wuchuan [-]rd Road, Ye Zhuohan hesitated for a moment at the entrance of the alley, instead of going to the Academy of Fine Arts, he turned back to the Chenjiang villa area.

The sweat on the shirt belonged to Qi Lin.

Coming out of the bathroom, Ye Zhuohan didn't wear a shirt, only wrapped in a bath towel, when he picked up the shirt he took off, his eyes were slightly dark.

On the way back, he planned to throw away the shirt directly, but at this moment, he felt that he didn't seem to reject the sweat.

After standing still for a moment, he brought the shirt in front of him, sniffed it lightly, then threw it into the laundry basket and squeezed it together with other clothes that needed to be washed.

Qi Lin shines in the arena during the day, and is also the focus of KTV at night.

After singing three songs, Qi Lin gave up the place to other students to play poker with Zou Jiao.

"This is the last joy of our semester." Chen Jinsi said bitterly.

Qi Lin was still immersed in happiness, "Why?"

"There will be no more activities." Zou Jiao threw down a card, "This semester is short, and the final exam will be in mid-June."

Qi Lin: "Then there is only one month left?"

"Yes!" Chen Jinsi beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Let's make a bet, Lao Liu will definitely hold a class meeting tomorrow afternoon, explain the truth, and let us calm down and prepare for the final exam."

Sure enough, after the last class on Monday, Liu Yuanshi, the head teacher, hurried over, "Students, thank you for honoring the class in the past sports meeting. Now, a new glory awaits you! That is—the final exam." !"

Qi Lin: "..."

After the class meeting, Lao Liu called Qi Lin to the office alone, and said sincerely to him, the representative of the physics class, "The teacher is not interfering with your learning to draw, but our school does not have evening self-study. When other students are doing homework at home, you are drawing. , this monthly exam, your grades have regressed again, especially in mathematics."

It doesn't need to be said by Lao Liu, Qi Lin is also aware of his own problems.

In the first semester of high school, his total score was ranked among the top five in the class and the top [-] in the grade——Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School is a famous school, with more than [-] classes, and the top [-] in the science grade, so he should focus on the key points.

This semester, painting occupied almost all of his free time. Every time he took an exam, his grades kept dropping. It was all due to physical strength that he didn't fall out of the top three hundred in the grade.

Lao Liu said in a deliberative tone: "How about this, let's put painting aside for a while this month, and improve the culture class, especially the math score."

Qi Lin nodded, "I understand."

"Teacher Xu is worried about you." Lao Liu said, "If you have any questions that you really can't solve, just ask him."

Teacher Xu is a math teacher, and also the teacher who has the least contact with Qi Lin.

It's not that he has any opinion on this teacher, Qi Lin doesn't like to ask questions to Teacher Xu, it's simply a habit he developed since he was a child.

His brother Qi Han is also a student in the No. [-] Middle School, a serious academic master, from junior high school to high school, he won the first prize in math competitions.

There is such a brother, when Qi Lin encounters problems in mathematics, he doesn't even need to ask the teacher, Qi Han will finish explaining to him in two or three clicks.

So mathematics, like physics, is his strong point.

Later, when Qi Han went abroad to study, he had to rely on his own money for two years, and it was only now that his math scores began to decline.

Qi Lin likes to draw, but he is very clear-headed and knows that cultural lessons must not be missed.

After talking with Lao Liu, he made a plan. On Tuesdays, Thursdays and weekends, he still went to the Academy of Fine Arts to attend classes, but after returning home, he devoted himself to studying and supplemented mathematics.

"Do you understand?" Qi Han asked after a video guide.

Qi Lin understood what he heard, but he was very uncomfortable with video teaching, so he said with a bitter face, "Da Qi, are you back from summer vacation?"

He still prefers to receive his brother's instruction in person.

"I have a problem." Qi Han said with a smile, "Missing brother?"

Qi Lin was expressionless, "Not at all."

"By the way." Qi Han said, "Last time you said you were hated by others, why?"

Qi Lin was stunned for a while before he remembered that it was an agreement with Ye Haolong to "sever friendship".

At the cold noodle stall, he returned the 100 yuan to Ye Haolong. Although he walked in a very chic way, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

No one has ever criticized him so bluntly.

So he sent a message to Qi Han that night, which was vague, asking Qi Han if he was annoying sometimes.

Qi Han was particularly busy during this time, neglecting his younger brother's mental health. Thinking about it now, Qi Lin's depressed energy has long since disappeared.

But this stubble reminded Qi Lin.

Mathematics, since Ye Haolong can learn "Advanced Mathematics" by himself, it shouldn't be a problem to teach him Mathematics in the first year of high school!