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"What are you talking about?" Lu Qiansong lowered his head slightly, looking at Wen Chaoan.

This...is really not a very good posture——

Because looking up, Wen Chaoan saw Lu Qiansong was upside down, while he was still sitting on the saddle, Lu Qiansong was facing him, if he went down...wouldn't it be embarrassing?

The little boy involuntarily held his breath.

"No, I didn't say anything," Zhao Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then glanced up at the stage, and after confirming that the person in front of her was really Lu Qiansong, she saw Lu Qiansong's hand on Wen Chaoan's shoulder, and somehow felt that she was a little redundant , so he smiled dryly, "You guys, talk, how about I... I go to the back first?"

"Hey, wait a minute..." Zhao Qiqi was still sitting in front with a good view just now, Wen Chaoan didn't know what she was going to, and was going to stop her, but he couldn't finish his sentence, because many girls saw Lu Qiansong, Surrounding here.

The number of people coming over is still increasing, and these people don't care about the people sitting next to them, covering Wen Chaoan's surroundings tightly. He feels as if he is packed in an iron bucket that is not very high, and he is like a frog watching the sky from a well... …I don’t know if it’s because of the large number of people, or because he’s not good at coping with this kind of situation, Wen Chaoan felt a little restless, and the smoke gradually rising in his heart started to haunt him again, making people want to stand up and make everyone in front of him feel agitated. push away.

Wen Chaoan moved his body, lowered his head, and wanted to leave first, but there was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and Lu Qiansong seemed to be pressing on him.

"Students, please take a break. I'm not feeling well right now, and I want to go to the bathroom." Lu Qiansong seemed to be really unable to stand, and shared some of the weight with Wen Chaoan, and smiled forcedly, "I'm really not very Comfortable, students should sit back first, and there are too many people here, if the instructor sees it, he will say it."

Wen Chaoan looked up at him, Lu Qiansong bent his eyes, with a good-tempered and helpless look, as if he felt his gaze, but he didn't look back.

Probably because Lu Qiansong's condition didn't look very good, those classmates let him have a good rest, and then slowly dispersed.

Wen Chaoan and the others stood up after a while and asked him what was wrong.

"I'm suffering from heat stroke." Lu Qiansong put his hands on his shoulders and leaned on it, but he didn't rely on it completely. He seemed to be holding on with all his strength, without any trace of camouflage. "It's too noisy here, my ears hurt, help me." Let me and the teacher take a leave of absence, let's go to a quieter place."

Shall we go somewhere quieter?

Maybe it was a matter of tone, the last sentence disappeared in the ears of the little student, because it was very light, it seemed ambiguous.

Wen Chaoan didn't know why his classmate was sick, but he was so distracted here. He bit the tip of his tongue, then put his hand around Lu Qiansong's waist, supported him and said, "Then let's go sit there for a while, and I'll help you." Give the teacher leave."

After saying this, Wen Chaoan felt that Lu Qiansong seemed to be getting heavier again, as if he was still embarrassed just now, until he said he would help, he leaned on him with peace of mind.

Wen Chaoan recalled the time when he felt uncomfortable, and comforted him softly: "Heatstroke may cause some dizziness and nausea, it's okay for us to walk slower, if you feel faster, you have to tell me."

Lu Qiansong let out a "hmm", tilted his head, and leaned his head on Wen Chaoan's shoulder, his hair brushed against the little student's ear. He really wanted to look up to see if the little student's ears were red, but he thought he felt good now, It's better not to get up, and he guessed it must be red.

Wen Chaoan silently dodged to the side, but Lu Qiansong was leaning against him at all, so he couldn't hide, so he had no choice but to support him.

After leaving the playground, Wen Chaoan helped Lu Qiansong to the seat at the door of the teacher's office, let him sit for a while, and went in to find the teacher.He came out soon, the class teacher trusted Lu Qiansong, and asked the two of them to go to the dormitory to have a good rest.

Wen Chaoan helped Lu Qiansong to walk to the dormitory again.

The little classmate's body was soft and soft, with a light fragrance of laundry detergent, mixed with a little bit of his own scent, which made him look a little sexy.

Lu Qiansong swallowed involuntarily.

"Xue... well, are you okay?" Wen Chaoan failed to call out the word "senior" as usual.

"I, cough, I'm fine," Lu Qiansong's voice was hoarse, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

Wen Chaoan thought he hadn't done anything, bought him a bottle of water through the canteen, watched Lu Qiansong drink a little, and then took him away again.

When Wen Chaoan supported him, the two of them got very close, so the little boy kept blushing, and felt that he couldn't breathe very well, maybe it was because Lu Qiansong was a little heavy, so he was tired.

Passing by the rostrum, Lu Qiansong saw the place where they trained to raise the flag, and asked Wen Chaoan: "The flag will be raised tomorrow, are you ready?"

Wen Chaoan didn't have anything to worry about being ready, because Lu Qiansong was helping him the whole time, but he himself took notes carefully, and said, "Well, I... I'm just a little nervous, and the rest should be fine, I hope tomorrow will be fine. It's going to go wrong."

"Do you want to practice?" Lu Qiansong asked.

"This..." Wen Chaoan quickly turned his head to glance at him, but the two of them were too close. If he continued to look at him, Wen Chaoan felt a little...scary, so he quickly turned his head and whispered, "You, aren't you Are you uncomfortable? Let’s go back to the dormitory first.”

"I'm fine," Lu Qiansong opened up slightly, Wen Chaoan stopped and looked at him, Lu Qiansong said, "I can sit for a while, it's quite quiet here, I'll watch you practice."

Seeing Wen Chaoan hesitate, he added: "It's okay, I can rest here, the dormitory is too stuffy."

Wen Chaoan nodded and went through the steps of raising the flag.

Lu Qiansong leaned on the flagpole, looked up at him slightly, and said to Wen Chaoan with a look of strict scrutiny, "This one is too fast, that one is too slow, or it's too early, or it's some other mistake, wait for Wen Chaoan." An walked about seven or eight times before he said that it was almost done, and asked Wen Chaoan to sit beside him and rest.

It is very embarrassing and uncomfortable to be stared at doing things. If the instructor is easy to say, but the person watching him is Lu Qiansong, Wen Chaoan will not leave, and the same hands and feet are all minor mistakes.

Fortunately, it's over.

After Wen Chaoan sat down, he felt a little grievance in his heart. He thought, it's not my fault that I made a wrong move, it was obviously because Lu Qiansong was watching from the side...

"Do you think," Lu Qiansong said slowly, "because I'm looking at you, you're nervous and go wrong?"

Wen Chaoan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously let out an "ah"—Lu Qiansong can't really read minds, can he?Why do you guess what you think?

Probably because Wen Chaoan's expression was too dull, Lu Qiansong was amused, but he quickly changed the subject: "Do you remember what we said before?"

Wen Chaoan remembered what he said before, but he didn't know which sentence it was.

"I said, I want to ask you some questions, have you forgotten?" Lu Qiansong reminded.

If there is such a thing, Wen Chaoan nodded.

"Then, the first question," Lu Qiansong asked halfway, paused, and smiled, "I'll just ask, I don't want to know why I asked you?"

Wen Chaoan blinked, and Lu Qiansong said, "It's too easy for you to be fooled like this, and it's too easy to be teased, so be more vigilant, you can't just do what others say."

Wen Chaoan thought for a while, and thought he was weird, and asked him to ask a question if he had a question, but said that no one else could say what it was.But if you think about it carefully, maybe your own casual attitude is rather strange.So Wen Chaoan said, "Then, why are you asking me questions?"

Lu Qiansong raised her face: "I won't tell you."

Wen Chaoan: "..."

So...why ask?

Lu Qiansong was amused by his reaction, and said, "Okay, let me tell you, because you are very funny and cute, so I want to know more about you."

Wen Chaoan didn't seem to believe it, so he added: "I'm telling the truth."

fun?cute?learn?

What are these things...

Wen Chaoan had nothing to answer, so he remained silent.

"Well, I just like you a little bit," Lu Qiansong teased him, "Can you understand?"

Wen Chaoan didn't speak, just blinked, and it was unclear whether it was the light or the moonlight reflected in the beautiful eyes.

"You are so good," Lu Qiansong reached out to touch his head again, as if he liked this gesture very much, "I can't help but want to talk to you, can't help but want to be friends with you, I say that, do you understand? "

It's... the same kind as Zhao Qiqi, liking for classmates.

Wen Chaoan should have accepted it naturally at this time, like he did to Zhao Qiqi, but if the other party was replaced by Lu Qiansong, he would not be able to speak, as if his tongue was controlled by the witch with magic.

"I...I know," Wen Chaoan nodded after a while, pursing his lips, "I, I understand."

"So, the first question," Lu Qiansong said, "tell me your name?"

Wen Chaoan was stunned for a moment: "You don't know?"

"I know, I know, but I want you to tell me yourself, what others say doesn't count, and what the teacher said during roll call doesn't count." Lu Qiansong repeated the question, "So, what's your name?"

The name... Speaking carefully, Wen Chaoan never asked him, but the two parties have known each other for a long time, and they don't know what kind of wonderful ceremony this is, so they have to tell each other once.

It seems that I am quite embarrassed. By the way, is it necessary to be embarrassed when talking about names?

Wen Chaoan waited, then whispered, "Wen, Chaoan."

He licked his lips: "This is my name."

"Wen, Chao'an," Lu Qiansong nodded, "Okay, I will remember."

"Then the next..."

"Me," Wen Chaoan interrupted him, taking a quick look at him, "may I ask you?"

If it was really a so-called ceremony, he would prefer that the two of them be with each other.

"No." Lu Qiansong refused, "I can do other things, but I can't ask about this."

He leaned back, propped himself up with his hands, and said very firmly: "Besides, I told you already, you forgot."

"When?" Wen Chaoan was confused.

"Look, you really forgot," I said on the school bus before, but Wen Chaoan fell asleep, and Lu Qiansong teased him, so I didn't tell him, "You forgot, I don't plan to say it again."

"But..." Wen Chaoan really didn't remember him saying that, he was so wronged.

"No but, okay, next question."

Wen Chaoan gave him a resentful look, and finally let him talk obediently, so Lu Qiansong couldn't hold back a smile and asked, "Where's your birthday?"

"May." He didn't say the date.

Lu Qiansong saw through his thoughts, laughed, and didn't ask further: "What color do you like?"

"blue."

"Favorites?"

"Potatoes, carrots..."

"why?"

"Because it's easy to do..."

"What do you usually like to do at home?"

"."

"what book?"

"There are all kinds of books, including Chinese and foreign literature, but some of them are too difficult for me to understand."

"Okay, then the next thing is..."

……

It's not a questionnaire survey, nor is it an event. Anyway, in a few words, Lu Qiansong obtained a lot of personal and not particularly private information. Finally, he said, "Okay, finally the last question for today!"

Wen Chaoan didn't pay attention to "today", he asked Lu Qiansong to ask, and Lu Qiansong said, "It happened just now, I want to know, what is that girl saying to you?"

"Girl?" Wen Chaoan blinked.

"The one in the class, she's tall, isn't she pretty? That girl." Lu Qiansong's tone was weird, he was smiling, but not very happy.

Although the previous questions were all related to Wen Chaoan, they were scattered, neither directional nor aggressive. Only this question was different. It seemed that this was the purpose of asking from the beginning, and one must know the answer.

"A tall girl? Zhao Qiqi?" Wen Chaoan looked at him, thought for a while, and felt that if it was a topic of a girl's crush, it would be difficult to tell others, even Lu Qiansong, so he intercepted the part, Carefully say, "She...she just said you sing very well."

"Tell me that I sing well, what else?"

"And..." Wen Chaoan blinked a little, and his voice was a little softer, "She...she just said that she likes you."

"Like me?" Lu Qiansong said "Oh", and refuted him, "But what I heard just now is not true, didn't she say she likes you?"

Wen Chaoan felt baffled: "...Didn't you hear that?"

"Yeah, but I only heard a little bit." Lu Qiansong suddenly waved to him, asking him to lean over. Wen Chaoan looked at him for a while, and then went over after a while. As soon as he approached, Lu Qiansong hugged him his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Don't tell me the truth, do you?"

Wen Chaoan shook his head with some resistance, and Lu Qiansong relaxed a little more, like a good brother asking gossip, and asked meanly: "Does she like you? Tell me?"

"No." Wen Chaoan turned her head to avoid him, "She said she likes you, and she also said that she likes me, just like her classmates."

As she spoke, she became a little angry: "She obviously said yours first! Then I added mine after seeing how nice I am. There is nothing...I..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and Wen Chaoan opened his eyes wide.

The shallow breath sprayed on the side of his face, and the movement of embracing his shoulders somehow turned into a neck-to-neck relationship, while Lu Qiansong's hand covered his mouth, and the light and cool touch was on his face, Wen Chaoan moved He didn't dare to move, he didn't know whether he was kissed or simply touched by Lu Qiansong's cheek.

"You...what are you doing?" Wen Chaoan's voice was very soft, as if something would shatter if it was louder, "It's too close..."

Lu Qiansong used a little strength to circle him towards her, and hugged him truly. Wen Chaoan felt his ears had a fever, being pressed against his side face, it felt cool and comfortable.

He wondered if Lu Qiansong would get burned, he thought again.

Lu Qiansong gave a "hmm" and didn't say what to do.

"W-why...hug me?" Wen Chaoan's heart was beating violently, as if he was sick, sore and painful. He felt strange, novel, and indescribably nervous.

"Because I have heat stroke and I'm cold."

Lu Qiansong found an excuse, let go of him a little, and faced him face to face.The little classmate's cheeks were flushed, shy and shy under the lights on the side of the playground.

"Then... go back," Wen Chaoan gently raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his head again, "Aren't you sick? Go back, go back and rest. OK?"

He didn't want to answer questions or anything, and he didn't want to continue any conversations. This is not good, it's strange, and it's not right at all.

Lu Qiansong looked at him for a while, forced himself not to let go, and finally made it clear in his interlaced breaths - I just like him.I like it very much.The kind of love that wants to hug him and never let go.

"Not good," he leaned forward, pressed his forehead against his little classmate, and said lightly, "I'm sick, I lied to you."

Wen Chaoan was stunned.

Lu Qiansong just laughed: "Yes, those who lie to you are all lying to you."