Destiny's Son is fascinated by me

...

Xinghe and Jiang Chuanxu went to high school together.

With the rapid development of the body, Xinghe began to stretch, and gradually caught up with Jiang Chuanxu's height, but because of poor health, his physique has lost a lot of weight.

They were tablemates again.

The three years of junior high school have made them familiar with each other enough.

The two have also become topical characters in high school, especially Jiang Chuanxu, who is even more beautiful.

Compared with three years ago, Xinghe was less indifferent and more smiling.

There are timid girls in the class who timidly hold their composition texts and stand in front of Xinghe, feeling uneasy.

Xinghe no longer blocked himself, took over the girl's problem, and carefully explained his train of thought. His voice was soft and gentle, and there seemed to be a pool of water in his eyes.

"Yo, what are you doing?"

Jiang Chuanxu came back from playing the ball and threw his clothes on Xinghe's head. The smell of sweat was very strong and a little damp.

The girl ducked nervously, her face turned pale with fright.

Xinghe frowned, a little unhappy, raised his hands and grabbed the clothes to avoid touching the girl's body.

"Talk topic."

"What are you talking about? Why don't you ask my brother?"

Jiang Chuanxu's tone of voice was a little strange, and he smiled at the girl.

The girl was really frightened and left the position quickly.

"Is there something wrong with you? What's wrong with asking a question?"

"It's a shame of you to deliberately scare girls."

Xinghe sighed, and threw the clothes back into Jiang Chuanxu's arms.

Jiang Chuanxu didn't refute, and obediently picked up the clothes.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Chuanxu glanced at Xinghe quietly, and took out a cup of milk tea from nowhere. He pushed to the boundary between the two tables and coughed vigorously.

"Where did it come from?"

Xinghe didn't even raise his head, he's already used to it.

Every time after exercise, I bring back some messy things.

"It was given by someone else."

Jiang Chuanxu was a little complacent and held his head up.

"From the girl?"

"Which girl? Xiaohong? Xiaohuang? Xiaobai?"

Xinghe named several girls without stopping.

"Or it's not, it's a newcomer, I haven't seen it before?"

"I don't know, she didn't say her name, she gave it to me and ran away."

Jiang Chuanxu blinked without realizing it.

"Drink?"

Pushing the milk tea forward again, Jiang Chuanxu asked Xinghe.

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drink ass.

Xinghe stroked his forehead helplessly.

"You can accept gifts from girls, but I can't give lectures to others?"

"Do you think you are reasonable?"

It's a pity that Jiang Chuanxu felt that he was very reasonable.

...

gym class.

Xinghe simply jogged twice, and went back to rest under the tree.

Because of poor health, the school also gave special care.

Yan Mingzhao and Xinghe sat together under the tree, and the clouds in the sky slowly drifted by.

Only two people, very quiet.

It's just me and you, Yan Mingzhao likes getting along like this.

Yan Mingzhao carefully supported the water bottle and loosened the cap.

Xinghe stretched his body, picked up the bottle and twisted it.

"Ok?"

"Have you opened it before?" How come I don't remember it?

Xinghe didn't take it to heart, paused, and took a sip of water.

Yan Mingzhao propped his chin, watching Xinghe leaning against the tree and closing his eyes to rest.

"Do you know? Today, my mother took me to the hospital."

"The doctor asked me if I had taken my medicine on time and if I saw any strange hallucinations again."

Xinghe nodded his head and slowly tilted his body.

Yan Mingzhao wanted to hold Xinghe's head, but when he stretched out his hand, he touched nothingness.

Xinghe finally fixed himself in a comfortable position, and Yan Mingzhao sighed.

"I said, I'm taking my medicine on time, and I don't see hallucinations anymore."

"Everyone says I'm cured."

Xinghe fell asleep and didn't know anything.

"But I know I can never heal again."

Yan Mingzhao felt both pain and satisfaction.

Jiang Chuanxu ran over, squatted down, and poked Xinghe.

"Hey, wake up, get out of class is almost over."

Xinghe yawned and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother carrying you?"

"Can't come up?"

Jiang Chuanxu turned around and made a back posture.

"Go up, I'm afraid you can't bear it."

Xinghe became a little interested, and slowly climbed onto Jiang Chuanxu's back.

"As light as a chick, I can't carry you?"

Jiang Chuanxu scoffed at Xinghe's words, and even turned it upside down on purpose.

"How about it?"

"A man must never say he can't do it."

Jiang Chuanxu picked up Xinghe on his back and suddenly ran against the wind.

"I'm about to compete, are you coming to watch?"

"Bring me some water to wipe off my sweat."

"So many girls want this opportunity, how about it, how is brother treating you?"

Yan Mingzhao couldn't see Xinghe's expression, nor heard his answer.

He was like a water bottle left in place.

No one knows he exists, nor cares what he thinks.

"He will agree."

Yan Mingzhao talked to himself, a little sour.

"I'm so envious."

Envious of him getting Xinghe's friendship.

...

Yan Mingzhao inevitably became more silent and lethargic in his life.

"Ming Zhao, the teacher feels that you are not in the right mood recently, have you encountered any problems?"

The teacher dragged Yan Mingzhao to the office and asked softly.

Yan Mingzhao was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

The teacher thought that Yan Mingzhao was simply adolescent restlessness.

"Is it love?"

She carefully looked at Yan Mingzhao's face.

Yan Mingzhao was confused and perplexed.

"Do you have a girl you like?"

The teacher thumped in his heart, and tried further.

Yan Mingzhao took a step back slowly and frowned.

Seeing Yan Mingzhao's disgust, the teacher sighed.

"It's okay, it's a normal thing."

The teacher comforted Yan Mingzhao a few words, and said that if he wanted to talk to someone, he could come again.

Yan Mingzhao left the teacher's office.

He returned to his desk and chair, next to the window.

The same style as Xinghe.

Yan Mingzhao lay down on the table, trying to sort out the mess.

fall in love?

Girls you like?

how can that be possible?

The hallucination has already emptied Yan Mingzhao's entire mind.

Yan Mingzhao felt that he longed for the friendship with Xinghe all the time.

He packed his schoolbag and walked slowly home.

"Can you wait a moment?"

A girl's sweet and sweet cry came from behind.

"Student Yan Mingzhao, I have something to tell you."

The girl tugged at the hem of her skirt nervously.

She has big eyes and dimples at the corners of her mouth when she speaks.

"I've been paying attention to you all the time."

"Although you rarely talk to us, I know that you are actually a person who cares about others."

Yan Mingzhao was a little indifferent.

"I always think, what are you going to wear today, are you going to talk to me?"

"Sometimes other girls talk to you, and I feel jealous when I see your eyes being taken by others."

"I really like you."

The girls are very generous and their tone is very sincere.

Yan Mingzhao was confused.

I want to watch you all the time, want to know how you feel today, and whether you wear your favorite white shirt in your school uniform.

I want to carefully hold the precious fruit and hand it to you.

, When heavy raindrops hit, did you take an umbrella?

"What exactly is liking?"

Yan Mingzhao was a little puzzled, but also uneasy.

Girls actually didn't expect to get any answers, but they were just young and didn't want to leave any regrets.But when she saw Yan Mingzhao obviously lost in memory, she suddenly understood.

"Like is the first face that pops up in your mind when you hear the word."

The girl's eye sockets were a little moist, but her words were calm.

"Yan Mingzhao, do you have someone you like?"

Not anymore Do you have a girl you like?

Do you have someone you like?

...

"Xinghe, brother, was that handsome player just now?"

"Did you hear it? It's all girls screaming."

Jiang Chuanxu brushed his hair triumphantly, and rubbed his face against Xinghe vigorously.

?

"Are you sick?"

Xinghe hid back and forth in a panic, but finally failed to escape Jiang Chuanxu's embrace.

"It's all sweat, it's all sweat! Are you dirty!"

Xinghe put his fingertips against Jiang Chuanxu's forehead in disgust, and pushed it away suddenly.

Just when the two were fighting.

The members of the basketball team walked over together.

"Brother Xu, why did you bring your boyfriend back?"

Everyone was smiling hippie, not serious.

"What boyfriend? Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Chuanxu let go of Xinghe and shook his fist at the team members.

"Have you never seen a good buddy? Don't think so dirty, okay?"

"If the girls hear this, do I still have to lose face?"

Xinghe's smile paused, and then he showed a nonchalant look again.

"Who told you to cling to other people's galaxy every day, and blame others for wanting to be crooked?"

The team members are used to it and continue to choke.

"Get lost! I can't tell you, who are they!"

"very messy!"

"I'm a straight man, and the steel rod is straight. If you bend it, I won't bend it. Do you understand?"

Cursing and kicking, Jiang Chuanxu drove the team members away.

He picked up Xinghe and his schoolbag, put one on the left and one on his shoulders, and raised his head to Xinghe.

"Go, go home!"

Without saying a word, Xinghe pulled back his schoolbag and walked quietly along the road.

Jiang Chuanxu followed behind, touched his pocket a little irritably, took out a pack of cigarettes, shook out one, bit it in his mouth, and was about to light it, when he saw Xinghe's back, cursed secretly, and took the cigarette back angrily in his pocket.

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

"I told them that they are not allowed to make such jokes in the future, so don't be angry."

The calmer Xinghe's expression was, the more flustered Jiang Chuanxu became.

Xinghe was not angry, he just felt a little disappointed, probably something gave him an illusion, but the fact is just like Jiang Chuanxu explained, it was just a misunderstanding.

"I'm not unhappy."

Xinghe glanced at Jiang Chuanxu and smiled as usual.

"But you really can't keep pestering me."

Seeing that Jiang Chuanxu was a little upset, Xinghe added another sentence.

"Aren't you afraid that the girls will misunderstand you?"

Jiang Chuanxu choked and closed his mouth.

"Okay, I'm here."

Xinghe pointed to the house in front of him, and beckoned to Jiang Chuanxu.

"See you tomorrow."

Watching Xinghe enter the house, Jiang Chuanxu stood upright with no expression on his face.

He took out the cigarette again from his pocket, lit it with a "squeaky" sound, took a deep breath, and squeezed out the cigarette end irritably.

"Depend on."

Jiang Chuanxu didn't know why he said these words, but faced with the implied smiles of the team members, he didn't even dare to turn his head to face Xinghe's face.

He wanted to say, that's not the case, I don't care what other girls think of me, and I don't want to have anything to do with them.

But he didn't say it in the end.

...

...

Xinghe's room is quite old. Looking out of the window, you can vaguely see the swaying branches of the old tree and Jiang Chuanxu in the corner.

Xinghe spread out the book, held the pen, and 10 minutes passed, but still failed to write. It was not until Jiang Chuanxu stubbed out the cigarette, stood for a while and left, that Xinghe retracted his gaze.

He took out a box from under the desk.

Open it, it is full of candy wrappers and countless handmade gadgets, not very precious.

But Galaxy has been treasured for many years.

Xinghe has always felt that these handicrafts that took so much energy to complete were given by Jiang Chuanxu. He is a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and he never says that he has done good deeds.

Jiang Chuanxu is too kind to Xinghe.

So good that Xinghe thought that Jiang Chuanxu liked him a little bit.

Xinghe closed the box, put it back under the desk, and began to study hard and finish his homework.

"It's better to take a good university entrance examination, find a good job, and earn more money to subsidize the courtyard."

That's the right thing to do.

As for the rest, forget it.