Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Students in this grade have a shallow perception of festivals, and they have to spare time to make up lessons from time to time. After a long time, they have no idea whether to have a holiday or not. When they crossed the new year, they walked out of the door and sighed downstairs, saying that The year is finally here.The only thing worth noting down is the exam date.

In the morning, the radio rang once, the housekeeper knocked once, and there was another noise in and out of the corridor.

Xu Qingran remained motionless.

He didn't even bother to lift a finger, he thought the light was dazzling, so he turned his head and buried himself in the quilt and continued to lie down.

Zhou Yaina had nothing to do with him, and asked, "Are you sick?"

"No." Xu Qingran has his stubbornness and pride, never ask for sick leave because of this kind of thing, "I will pass the second class."

"Okay." Zhou Ya sat on the edge of the bed with his shoes in his hands, bowed his waist to tie the shoelaces.

Xu Qingran opened his eyes and saw it, rubbing his arms around Zhou Ya's waist, and yawned lazily.

Zhou Ya pushed his hand away: "Do you want me to take leave with you?"

"I'm not asking for leave." Xu Qingran said.

Even if he wants Zhou Ya to stay, no one will say anything if one person is absent, if two people are absent, or the one in the dormitory is absent, isn't this telling others that there is a problem with both of them.

This question is a general reference, maybe they are sick together or something else, I am afraid that others will make up their minds randomly.

"what is that?"

"...Staying in bed, skipping classes."

Mr. Xu wants to laugh every time he says this word, and with a smile, he can’t help but think that Zhou Ya’s coming to the No. That's right, what was that before, what was before.

"Chairman, did you ever miss classes in No. [-] Middle School?" He asked with a smile.

This is a good answer, it has been passed, or it has not been passed.But Zhou Ya hesitated for a long time.

Xu Qingran let go, lay on the quilt and looked at him, if he wanted to say something embarrassing, he just didn't answer.

"No in high school." Zhou Ya turned around and tucked the quilt in for him, "I passed in junior high school."

Only then did Xu Qingran remember that Zhou Yai was promoted from junior high school to senior high school. He always felt that he should ask something next, but he couldn't remember what to ask, so when Zhou Yai left, he dragged him away. Zhou Ya gave it a hand, but didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ya asked.

Xu Qingran was stuck in the shell for a long time, lifted the quilt and raised his head: "You just left?"

Zhou Ya shook his hand, showing no sign of He Guigan.

Xu Qingran: "...Come here."

Zhou Ya obediently leaned over.

Xu Qingran stared at him for a while, propped up his body and kissed the corner of his lips, Zhou Ya took advantage of the opportunity to lean up to kiss him.

"I'm late if I don't go." Xu Qingran pushed.

Zhou Jair was a little dumbfounded, not knowing why he was making such a fuss.

Xu Qingran suddenly made a low body sneak attack, and pointed his claws directly at the opponent's legs.

Zhou Ya bent down, blocked his hand and stepped back, narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a fierce look: "..."

Xu Qingran succeeded in one move, forced to suppress the thoughts of wanting nothing in his heart, huddled against the wall and smiled wickedly, not at all as miserable as he could not lift his arms and legs, and commented in a smooth manner: "The weapon in the world. "

Zhou Ya: "..."

The two of them almost asked for leave together.

Yang Ziyu spontaneously organized and observed for a few days, and came to the conclusion that the relationship between the two people is good, it may be that the masters cherish each other.He said it was observation, but in fact, he turned his eyes there once or twice every day when he finished writing the test papers and relaxed his eyes. At this point, everyone's time is precious and tight, and they don't pay much attention to others.

The final exam is approaching, the study atmosphere is tense, and the weather is getting colder. Everyone would rather curl up in their seats and sleep than move. There are fewer and fewer students chatting in the corridor.

Zhou Yaai folded two sets of papers to pass the time, and his classmates often asked questions in the past during his recess.

Xu Qingran turned his head and glanced sideways at Zhou Ya, who was giving a lecture to others.

Zhou Yaai ticked off the topic, his tone was calm, his expression was calm, but he always made people sound a little gentle.

Xu Qingran went to K University to listen to Zhou Ya’s class before. The theoretical class of that class was boring and lengthy. He fell asleep on the table and stared at Zhou Ya’s face to wake up a little bit. I don't know if it's because the spirit of being sleepy and obsessively looking at her husband stubbornly has inspired another kind of potential in him, and I just can see the tenderness from Zhou Yai's cool tone and expression.

After that, when he saw Zhou Ya's work, he thought it was gentle no matter what.

He was a little sleepy, so he folded a page of textbooks and waited for the question at night, and then lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

Recently, the few girls who occasionally came to see people by the window have disappeared, and Xu Qingran's sleep quality has improved throughout the day.

Xu Qingqing is now very tolerant of students who are sleepy in class: "I will give a lecture in the first two minutes, students who make fewer mistakes can lie down for a while, and students who make more mistakes can support me, don't squint your eyes to teach me.

The English class on the blackboard is followed by the math class. Xu Qingqing draws a circle next to the math class with a chalk: "Your Teacher Hu's class will not be as sensitive to public opinion policies as I am in the next class."

The whole class laughed and woke up a lot.

Xu Qingran woke up, propped his head up and looked up at Xu Qingqing, knowing that the teacher has continued to put pressure and jokes and jumped repeatedly, this class Xu Qingyuan will relax them, and the next class will continue to play black The face tightened the rhythm of the atmosphere.

The numbers in the countdown row in the classroom are getting smaller and smaller. This kind of countdown row is always exciting.

Xu Qingran couldn't remember what he was doing on the same day before, maybe he lay on the table for a while, woke up, washed his face, picked up a pen and continued to write questions.

He secretly glanced at Zhou Ya, wanting to know how Zhou Ya feels now.

Zhou Ya was in the process of experiencing this tense atmosphere halfway, and when he noticed Xu Qingran's gaze, he turned his head and secretly blew a kiss.

Xu Qingran also laughed.

Xu Qingqing didn't raise her head, instead she tapped twice on the podium with a pen.

The final exam came as scheduled. After the last subject, everyone breathed a sigh of relief upstairs and downstairs.Because the final exam is followed by a small holiday that is neither long nor short.

The third year of senior high school stayed behind to listen to the comments on the final exam papers before the holiday. The class teacher took the holiday notice and spit on the podium for four to ten minutes, and finally pushed his glasses: "You don't have to be too happy, the holiday is less than twelve days, and you can't go out. If there is an accident, we can meet next week."

"Hey—" the whole class sighed in unison, "I'm so sad——"

Suitcases were piled up on the back wall. Yang Zhen strolled to the back to drag the suitcases, holding the phone, speaking very slowly and quickly: "Let's go, let's go, are you up? I have two suitcases..."

The door was blocked, Xu Qingran stood up and pushed the table forward, letting Maoquan follow to make room for others.

Yang Zhen passed under his nose, and she looked very miserable while pulling two suitcases with one hand, so Xu Qingran reached out to help her and signaled her to go out first.

Yang Zhen ran out quickly, and waved in the crowd to thank him: "Thank you, Brother Ran, Happy New Year, Brother Ran."

"Happy New Year." Xu Qingran helped pull out the two suitcases, weighed the weight and moved the corner of his mouth, "I'll be back next week, why do you bring so many things?"

Small and exquisite, Wenwen Jingjing is a girl, and there are two big boxes next to her legs, which are still very heavy. If the family on the other side of her phone does not come to help, the boxes cannot be moved back.

"It's all books." Yang Zhen smiled sheepishly, "I want to read it in the next ten days."

Xu Qingran nodded.

The hind legs were pressed against by a suitcase, and the sheep's eyebrows twisted: "Brother Ran, let me..."

This is also the one who takes a box of books home.

Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows and moved away, leaning against the railing and waiting for Zhou Ya to come out.

These two stood out from the group of people who packed their luggage early and rushed home, and went against the flow of people back to the dormitory to pack their things.

Speaking of tidying things up, I actually simply cleaned the dormitory and covered the bookshelves to prevent dust.

"I've done things like pack a box of books and take them home before." Xu Qingran leaned against the window to look at the playground.

This should be a common problem of most students. There are more than ten days of vacation, and there are festivals in between. If they don’t have enough self-control, they will struggle repeatedly in the process of moving books. The boxes containing these books have not been opened until now.”

"..."

During the holiday, Zhou Yai was going to Qu Chen's side, Xu Qingran counted on his fingers and felt that half a month was quite a long time, and when Zhou Yai cleaned up, he couldn't sit still and kept following him.

"Can I drag my family with you..." Xu Qingran asked cheekily.

"Yes." Zhou Ya put down his schoolbag, turned around and pinched him and kissed him, touched him to relax, and blew into his shining eyes, "Ask my sister-in-law if you want to follow."

Xu Qingran felt that Xu Dandan didn't want to.

Zhou Yai said again: "You used to go on a business trip for a month, and I never saw you being so reluctant."

"What..." Xu Qingran felt very confused, "I feel very reluctant every time, am I not acting like it?"

"..." Zhou Ya was strategically silent for two seconds and chose to turn off the microphone.

In the first six months, Xu Qingran went home on average once a month. He wondered whether Xu Qingran had forgotten that this was her husband and not a friend with benefits.

Xu Qingran's tone was firm: "Zhou Ya, are you scolding me in your heart?"

Zhou Ya was categorical: "No."

"There must be." Xu Qingran insisted.

"...Are you looking for a relative?" Zhou Ya leaned over, Xu Qingran bent his eyes to look at him, but there was a knock on the door as soon as the two met, "..."

"Go and open the door." Xu Qingran pushed him, "Who will come at this time..."

It was the housekeeper who came, and he knocked on the door and delivered a package.

The package only wrote Zhou Yai's name, did not say who sent it, it was a small, square snack box.

Xu Qingran couldn't help complaining: "What's the situation with your family, will I bring you food during the holiday?"

"I don't know." Zhou Ya opened the bag, stuffed the box, and told Xu Qingran to sit on the table and not make trouble.

"I'm helping you..." Xu Qingran followed Zhou Yai with his eyes, and muttered, "Why does this package look so familiar to me..."

"It just so happened." Zhou Ya didn't care much.

Zhou Ya went to Qu Chen's place first during the holiday, planning to buy some gifts to bring there.It just so happened that the third-year high school students in No.[-] Middle School and No.[-] Middle School finished school on the same day, and Qu Chen waited at the gate of No.[-] Middle School after receiving the news that Zhou Ya would go back with him.

It's just that Qu Chen didn't expect to be able to wait for two people.

The two boys who had appeared in the middle school forums in Honghu District walked very close. When they appeared in Qu Chen's field of vision, Xu Qingran was helping Zhou Yai to remove the branches and leaves from his hair, and Zhou Yai was pushing the back of his head. Signal him to move forward.

Qu Chen took off his glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and nodded to Xu Qingran: "Hello."

Xu Qingran put his hands back into his pockets and nodded, "Hello."

Qu Chen touched the tip of his nose, and he didn't know why he was suddenly cautious, even though it was not the first time he saw Xu Qingran.

why.

After he realized it later, Zhou Ya had already paid for the massager he had just picked in the mall.

Qu Chen: "...Master, what did you just buy?"

Zhou Ya stuffed the box into his arms, and said inexplicably, "Did you wear glasses?"

"I brought it." Qu Chen looked at the massager, "...Why did you buy this?"

"He thinks your parents will like this." Xu Qingran can understand, "Even your shoulders feel sore after writing test papers for a long time, and your elders in your family are busy with work and should need these more."

Zhou Ya rubbed Xu Qingran's hair.

"..." Qu Chen wanted to ask why the things you two high school students bought were all health care products, why are you so old.Or is it that the way of thinking of middle school students has quietly evolved without him knowing?

Qu Chen followed with the massager in his arms, feeling as if he was shopping with his parents in the shopping mall, and he was in a particularly delicate mood.

Why can the two of them chat about things he doesn't understand to a pile of red dates, wolfberries and mulberry leaves?

Why can the two of them discuss the efficacy of the machine in front of a bunch of massage chairs that look similar?

"I used to soak red dates every day." Xu Qingran said.

"It's useless after soaking." Zhou Ya patted him on the shoulder twice, "The root cause of your troubles here was because you stayed at your desk and didn't exercise."

"Too busy." Xu Qingran coughed dryly, "Didn't you move after returning home?"

Zhou Ya glanced at him: "The one next to you is the junior."

"Oh, yes, he's going to call you uncle." Xu Qingran licked the corner of his lower lip, "I'm sorry, Qu Chen."

Qu Chen: "...?"

Qu Chen accompanied them to the shopping mall on the upper and lower floors like a wandering spirit, and suddenly remembered to stop Zhou Ya: "Fuck, you go to my house and you buy so many things, my mother will kill me!"

"No." Zhou Ya pointed at Xu Qingran, "He bought half of it."

Xu Qingran turned his head and grinned at Qu Chen.

Qu Chen looked puzzled: "You guys put it down, my mother doesn't know him, why did he buy it..."

"We'll get to know each other sooner or later." Zhou Yai said meaningfully.

Quchen's house and Xu's house are in two directions, and the two bus stops are separated by the road.Zhou Yai and Qu Chen accompanied Xu Qingran to wait for his return home bus.

Before leaving, Zhou Yayan tugged at Xu Qingran.

From Qu Chen's point of view, the two of them were only together for a short time, and Zhou Jair might have said something to him.Then Xu Qingran lowered his head inexplicably, the exposed side of his neck was flushed, he glanced around, and jumped into the car in three steps at a time.

Qu Chen: "..."

How are they both so weird.