good luck

There was no light in the room, and Xu Ting lay quietly in the darkness.

The wind beat against the window, and the sound of leaves being blown could be heard.

The heating is turned on in the room, and the humidifier on the bedside table sprays out wet mist. Both the temperature and humidity are very suitable, allowing people to sleep comfortably.

But Xu Ting did not fall asleep. It is already one o'clock in the morning, and he climbed into bed at eleven o'clock, and it has been two hours.

Xu Ting thought of tonight, now it should be said to be last night.

09:30 Song Ji called him to stop before everyone parted at the entrance of the KTV.

Xu Ting turned his head to look, Song Ji's back was facing the door. The huge signboard of KTV was hung with blue neon lights, and the light hit his head, making the light and shadow illusory.

Xu Ting only dared to stare at Song Ji's Adam's apple: "What's the matter?"

"I... don't you like being too... I mean... did the big adventure just now make you uncomfortable?" Song Ji also stuttered, scratching his head: "I... I'm sorry... next time I make such a joke, I will ask you first."

Xu Ting felt that he had to look at him and explain clearly.

"No! No, I'm just... not used to it. I, I, I have never been so... so close to my classmates... It's not your business... no need to apologize."

Xu Ting was a little anxious, the more anxious he became, the more incoherent he became.

But Song Ji still understood what he meant.

He rubbed Xu Ting's head, then patted his shoulder lightly, as if he was relieved: "I thought you hated this, and you were angry with me, and then you just ignored me."

Xu Ting turned over and let out a long sigh.

well. . .How can I hate you?You are so attractive, how can anyone hate you?

He felt that he might have encountered the most absurd and unspeakable trouble in 16 years.

It made him more distressed than having to go to the hospital for spanking every few days every winter when he was a child.

He felt more at a loss than being ridiculed and excluded since he was in school.

he. . .Seems to be in love with Song Ji.

A boy, his deskmate, has only been with someone for a semester who treats him as a buddy.

A person with excellent grades, handsome appearance, sunny and lively, taller than him, who is good at the thing he least likes, and who can make everyone hate him.

Come to think of it, it's no surprise that I like him.

In the darkness, Xu Ting muttered suddenly, softly, and disappeared in an instant when exposed to the air.

When the Spring Festival was approaching, Song Ji called again and invited Xu Ting to come out to play together.

Xu Ting refused to agree this time no matter what, saying that he would help clean the house and buy new year's goods with his parents.

Hearing what he said, Song Ji thought that he would not be far away from school anyway, so he didn't force himself.

Xu Ting hung up the phone, he actually wanted to go out to see Song Ji.

But after that night, he decided to deal with his liking for Song Ji coldly.

Maybe it's just a momentary illusion, and it may fade as time goes by.

A few days after the end of the Spring Festival, the new semester begins.

Xu Ting concealed his liking for Song Ji, and pretended to get along with him plainly.

Song Ji likes to tease Xu Ting very much, and he often disturbs Xu Ting when he is playing mobile games after class.

I like to keep talking nonsense in Xu Ting's ear when he is painting.

I like to snatch Xu Ting's earphone and listen to it together. When I am tired from studying, I take Xu Ting to play backgammon in the draft book together.

But he also told Xu Ting that he couldn't do the questions every day, even if he always had to make a few words of ridicule.

When Xu Ting accidentally fell asleep in class with his arms propped up, Song Ji would wake him up.

In this way, Xu Ting's grades improved by leaps and bounds.

In the mid-term exam, he got his highest score since he entered school, and entered the top [-].

As long as this level can be maintained, the college entrance examination can be a heavy test.

Xu Ting became more and more obsessed with getting along with Song Ji, and he carefully concealed his liking.

I hope to maintain this state and never be discovered by Song Ji.

Once Song Ji gave him a lecture, his expression was serious, every step of the lecture was like Xu Ting confirming whether he understood.

His voice was patient and gentle, and his eyes were commanding. Xu Ting stared at him unknowingly.

Song Ji noticed that he was distracted, and tapped his forehead with the black water-based pen in his hand.

Afterwards, Xu Ting paid more attention, restraining his gaze from focusing on Song Ji.

The study tasks in the second semester of the second year of high school are very heavy. At the end of the semester, there will be a national high school graduation exam in late June, that is, the huikao.

The exam determines whether students can get a high school diploma.

Although the exam is simple, there are nine courses to be taken. After all, the matter is very important, and no one dares to neglect it.

After the college entrance examination, you will be promoted to a third grade immediately, which can be regarded as creating a tense atmosphere for the students that the college entrance examination is coming.

At this time, Xu Ting couldn't take care of worrying about his teenage thoughts, so he put it all in his study.

Xu Ting's exam room is Z Middle which is far away from X Middle.He ate breakfast early and arrived at the waiting room outside the examination room an hour earlier.

During the exam, I spread out the papers I had developed and looked at them, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

This is so easy to write with your eyes closed!

Xu Ting wrote furiously, if only the college entrance examination was this easy.

He ignored the small actions of passing notes around and typing codes, and concentrated on writing the questions.

In less than half an hour, the English volume was finished.

. . .

It will take a few days for the test results to be available.

But for these top students in X who are well-ranked in the province, taking the exam is like going to another school for fun.

The whole grade began to be impetuous, and everyone had the illusion that they had learned well.

At the end of self-study that night, everyone went back to the dormitory together.

Because Zhao or suddenly said that his stomach was uncomfortable after dinner, they asked the teacher for a leave of absence for him, and he will not go to evening self-study tonight.

So when everyone saw Zhao or still lying on the bed, they thought his stomach was still not healed, and they all went to ask him.

Zhou Qiwei gently pushed Zhao or, but there was no response.

"Zhao or Zhao or, what are you doing when you are asleep? Is your stomach feeling better?"

Zhao or lifted off the quilt, poked his head out, and tore off the earphones hanging from his ears.

He was holding a mobile phone in one hand, and there was an indescribable picture on the mobile phone.

"Damn it! Dude! We thought you were not feeling well! We're watching a movie with you."

"Hey hey." Zhao or smiled obscenely, "It's not a good one, it took me a long time to get it."

"Let's go together, then come down." Zhou Qiwei rubbed his hands excitedly.

Zhao or jumped down vigorously, his stomach hurting a bit.

He unplugged his earphones and sat down on Zhou Qiwei's bed.

Accompanied by the man's heavy panting, the daughter's high-pitched urges spread throughout the dormitory, hitting Xu Ting's eardrums.

He is still in a daze and has not figured out the situation.

Zhou Qiwei sat down next to Zhao or, and Chen Jiafeng, who had always shown himself as a good student, also approached calmly.

Xu Ting's three views are all ruined.He grew to be 16, indeed. . .Haven't seen any of these.

He is a boy who is obsessed with Two-dimensional, a dead house among dead houses, and he has never had a very close communication with boys of the same age in the past, so he didn't know that everyone liked to watch this and would share it together.

Because of his poor health, he developed a little later.

There is little desire in such matters.

Objects are generally Two-dimensional virtual characters.

Xu Ting's eyes were wide open, his face and neck blushed, and he looked at Song Ji who was standing beside him.

In his heart, a bright and upright young man like Song Ji wouldn't look at such things.

Song Ji pretended not to notice Xu Ting's hopeful eyes, walked over calmly, and said to Zhou Qiwei, "Weizi, make room for me." He lifted his chin slightly, and compared to the bed.

Xu Ting: "..."

"Ah! I just remembered that I still have unwashed clothes." Xu Ting said artificially, not knowing who he was referring to.

He raised his foot to go to the bathroom, but Song Ji grabbed his wrist before he could walk away.

"Where are you going? Come together?"

"No...no no...not anymore." Xu Tie stammered, "I'm interested..."

No no... not much. "He said no several times before stuttering.

"You have never seen it before, have you? Sixteen young man! Such abstinence is not a good thing, what if there is any problem?" Zhao or teased maliciously.

"Let's go together, don't even think about leaving, this is a group activity in our dormitory."

Zhou Qiwei heard Xu Ting's meaning as if he had never seen the film, and he also thought of playing tricks.Grab his other hand and never let go.

Chen Jiafeng didn't get involved in the bullying, and just watched the play on the sidelines.

Xu Ting was still resisting awkwardly, but Song Ji pulled him over and fell into his arms.

"Tuan, you are so shy, why don't you teach yourself how to make girlfriends in the future, why wait for other girls to teach you in the future?"

When Xu Ting heard Song Ji say such words, his whole body suddenly burned.

Everyone laughed hahaha, and there was no malice, they just thought he was cute and silly.

Xu Ting was restrained and couldn't get away, and he had already glanced at him several times in a panic.

He was actually a little curious, "Then don't drag me, I'll learn by myself." Xu Tie Nu Nuonuo muttered in a low voice.

Song Ji let go of his hand, let him get up from his body, and climbed to the foot of the bed. "Okay, you can learn by yourself."

Xu Ting huddled by the bed and looked at Zhao Or's phone screen.

It was the first time he had seen a heterosexual nude with a body structure different from his own.

After watching it for a while, the people beside them all began to breathe heavily, only Song Ji remained calm on the surface.