Follow suit

After studying all day, it was already eight o'clock in the evening when Wen Chaoan came home.

After he and Zhou Rong got home, they ate something, took a bath one by one, went back to the room, packed their schoolbags and looked at the watch. It was 09:30, and another hour and a half had passed.

Because there was an exam the next day, Mother Wen told them to go to bed early, Zhou Rong responded and lay down on the bed to read comics, while Wen Chaoan replaced the headlight with a bedside lamp, ready to go to bed.

He didn't sleep long yesterday, and spent most of his time being shy with Lu Qiansong. In fact, he was a little sleepy in the afternoon, and finally at night, he started to feel confused when he lay down.

Zhou Rong flipped through a page of the comic book, saw that Wen Chaoan was still, and asked, "Brother, are you going to sleep?"

Wen Chaoan gave a "hmm" and said, "I'm a little sleepy."

"Okay, I'll turn off the lights later, you go to sleep."

Wen Chaoan said yes, and after lying down for a few minutes, he remembered that the phone was not charged, got up and plugged it in, and then fell asleep under the covers.

It may be because Wen Chaoan woke up earlier than usual because he went to bed early the day before and the creature was there again.He woke up and stretched, rubbed his eyes and picked up his phone, unexpectedly it was only 05:30, more than half an hour earlier than the alarm clock.

Wen Chaoan thought about not sleeping for a while, so he checked the message list, but he couldn't fall asleep after looking at it, because there were nearly a dozen new messages in it, all of which were sent by Lu Qiansong after he fell asleep.

Wen Chaoan rubbed his eyes again, dimmed the phone screen, and leaned on the pillow to read the news.

At first, Lu Qiansong asked if he was there, around 40:[-], when Wen Chaoan had just fallen asleep, and then asked again near [-] o'clock. Maybe seeing that Wen Chaoan didn't reply, he knew that he was already asleep.So Lu Qiansong edited a long paragraph, to the effect that he found last year's papers, and there are a few key points that he might take the exam to tell him.

Below that paragraph, there are a few photos of the test paper, and the rest of what I want to say is written on the test paper and sent out together.

At the end, I sent a good night and came back, wishing him a sweet dream.

Wen Chaoan read it in order. He had read everything on the test paper, and it was indeed the focus of the exam. He saved the picture and read it again later on the way to school.

After finishing all these, Wen Chaoan replied to Lu Qiansong, thanking him.

Lu Qiansong should not have woken up at this time, Wen Chaoan waited for a few minutes, and seeing that it was almost six o'clock sharp, he got up lightly and went to wash first.

After washing up, the alarm clock in the room rang, Zhou Rong got up quickly, and went to the bathroom in a daze, Wen Chaoan quickly washed his face and made room for him.

After going out, Wen Chaoan recited the key points he had just seen to Zhou Rong. When it was time to go to school, the lecture was just finished, and the two went to the classroom separately.

This exam is a quiz, just a mind test, so I didn't change seats to a single table, but just asked the two people at the same table to block the bookshelf in the middle.

When Lu Qiansong came, Wen Chaoan happened to find his sports and health book. Seeing his deskmate coming, he stood up to let him in, and asked him where his sports book was.

Lu Qiansong put the schoolbag on the table, flipped through it, and smiled: "The first thing you said when you saw me was that you wanted a book?"

Wen Chaoan froze for a moment, blinked: "Good morning."

"Morning," Lu Qiansong was amused, found the book, and handed it to Wen Chaoan, "I..."

Halfway through the speech, Lu Qiansong didn't continue, but Wen Chaoan knew what he was going to say, so he slapped him lightly with a little embarrassment.

Lu Qiansong sat down, held Wen Chaoan's wrist, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Hit me."

"I don't have one." Wen Chaoan pulled out his hand, but couldn't pull it out.

"Even if you hit me, I will get it back after the exam."

Wen Chaoan looked up at him: "Why? You... want to hit me too?"

"Yeah," Lu Qiansong let go of his hand, "Isn't that right, who told you to hit me."

"I'll take it lightly," Wen Chaoan stopped looking at him, went to clip the book and put it on the table, "Stingy."

"You're kidding," Lu Qiansong laughed so much that she lay on the table, pulled the stacked books forward a little, exposed her eyes to Wen Chaoan, and said softly, "I won't hit you, I don't want to."

As he spoke, he held Wen Chaoan's fingertips under the table with one hand.

At this time, Teacher Xiao Liu walked into the class and asked the students to take down the review books, and the exam would start on the hour.

Wen Chaoan obediently put away all his things, then continued to go to his schoolbag to pick up a pen, leaned over, approached Lu Qiansong, and whispered, "I knew it." Then he shook his hand, and squeezed Lu Qiansong's fingers hard, Let go.

The exam is all subjects, but there are not many questions, and the content is not bad. It is mainly the new knowledge learned this week, which is much simpler than Wen Chaoan thought.

The only bad thing is that the school has to finish the test in one day in order not to delay the class, so it is inevitable that there will be a lot. Every class is tested and it takes a whole day.

In the last class in the afternoon, the teacher told everyone that there is no homework today, and they can watch a movie in the last class to relax a little.

This is probably the unique treatment at the beginning of high school. Even though it was a documentary, the whole class was still cheering.

The lights in the class were turned off and the curtains were drawn because the projector needs a dark environment to function.But for a classmate like Lu Qiansong who wanted to do small tricks, this kind of environment was simply wished for.

Before the documentary started, Wen Chaoan felt his arm being poked.

Lu Qiansong used the voice of the documentary to cover her own voice: "Same table, same table..."

It's not that Wen Chaoan doesn't want to talk to him, but that there is an invisible pressure in the class, and he will feel nervous like "if you talk secretly, you'll be screwed", so he doesn't dare to desert.

Even if he was watching a documentary, he didn't dare, not to mention that he was also very interested in the content played on the projection.

"At the same table, at the same table," Lu Qiansong was not afraid, and called out softly a few times, and finally said boldly, "Chao'an, boyfriend..."

Lu Qiansong's mouth was covered by Wen Chaoan, he smiled and bent his eyes, seeing Wen Chaoan blushing in embarrassment, he was very happy.

"What are you doing..." Wen Chaoan didn't let go, glanced at Mr. Liu who was sitting in front of the class watching archaeological films with his classmates, secretly lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "We will be discovered! Can you be more careful?"

Lu Qiansong was speechless, he nodded, and opened his mouth in Wen Chaoan's palm, as if saying yes.

Wen Chaoan pursed his lips, gave him a warning look, and slowly let go.

"But," Lu Qiansong didn't stop after he could speak, "I want to talk to you."

Do you have to say it in class?

Wen Chaoan sighed.

There was a sound of stools in the class. It was because the students who sat sideways moved to the aisle, and those who were close to each other changed positions, hooking each other's shoulders.

Anyway, it's not a class, so no one cares about what the students think.

Taking advantage of no one looking at him, Lu Qiansong put his hand on Wen Chaoan's shoulder, hung it up with his whole body, stared at the screen seriously, as if he was watching very seriously, and secretly said in Wen Chaoan's ear, "Then give me a kiss."

Wen Chaoan looked sideways at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Kiss me and I'll stop talking." Lu Qiansong looked at him with a smile, he thought that Wen Chaoan would definitely not dare, that's why he was so bold.

Without even thinking about it, Wen Chaoan turned his head and quickly touched his face.

"..."

Lu Qiansong was silent for a moment, then acted foolishly: "...this doesn't count."

Wen Chaoan ignored him and didn't respond to him. Lu Qiansong soon regretted that he had to make such an ambiguous request, a kiss, yes, it was also a kiss, as fast as the Flash, and disappeared in a flash .

In fact, he didn't even think about kissing at first, it was mainly for class, and he himself was embarrassed to do anything in public, but it was okay to tease Wen Chaoan, so he just said it for fun.

Who would have thought that Wen Chao'an would have a good way to treat him, so that he would kiss and kiss him, and if he went back on his word, he would appear petty and rascal.

Lu Qiansong was up and down for a while, although it didn't matter what he said, but Wen Chaoan ignored him, so he didn't know whether he should continue to pester him or not.

After being free for a while, Wen Chaoan was amused by him, looked at him sideways, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and his eyes were filled with a smile that he couldn't help.

There was a little complacency on his face after teasing others, and he turned his face, reflecting the light from a distant projection, looking very aura.And the remaining part that was not illuminated by the light lightly reflected a little Lu Qiansong.

Lu Qiansong suddenly felt that his heart was scratched by something soft, throbbing slightly, but showing a bit of sour sweetness.

He thought, it's great to tease him step by step, it's great to be Wen Chaoan's boyfriend.

I don't know what's funny in the documentary. The students in front burst into laughter, and Wen Chaoan suddenly lowered his head, as if he was about to fetch something, and pulled his schoolbag.

But he really didn't mean to take anything, he lowered his head, curled up, looked up at Lu Qiansong, and pulled his clothes.

Lu Qiansong was stunned, and then felt something, and began to get nervous.

"Low your head!" Wen Chaoan slapped him twice.

When Lu Qiansong lowered his head, Wen Chaoan grabbed his collar and pulled it down forcefully, touching his foreheads, but Wen Chaoan didn't care, he leaned his neck up and kissed the corner of Lu Qiansong's mouth in a very awkward posture.

No one is looking at their place. If both of them lower their heads, it can be interpreted as looking at something under the table together. If they don't stand close, they can't tell that the two boys are kissing, and no one will go to this place. Think about it.

But Lu Qiansong didn't think about whether he would be seen at all. He was big enough to slide off the stool directly, so he sat on his side reluctantly, stretched out one leg and then squeezed down, leaning his shoulder against the table pocket , squatting under the table, turned from defense to offense, hooked his fingers into Wen Chaoan's neckline and pulled him, and bit his lip.