Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Class [-] and Class [-] now know one thing - the monitor of Class [-], Qiao Heng, the first grader, did not come to school.

Classes [-] and [-] were very embarrassed. First, Qiao Heng took such a long vacation, and the teacher didn't say anything.The second is that during the leave period, all homework will be sent home by good brothers.

It's simply enviable.

Now when the class representatives of the second class hand out homework, they will consciously keep a copy and take it to the first class.

"Qingyue, here, this is the math test paper that the teacher just assigned, you can give it to Qiao Heng."

Zhou Qingyue took the test paper: "Okay, thank you."

The class representative of the second class touched his head and smiled: "You're welcome, don't say thank you if you're a brother!"

When the people from Class Two came to find Zhou Qingyue, they also went to the door of Class One by the way. Much more active.

Teacher Zhou was extremely sad. Qiao Heng was originally the representative of the mathematics class. Now that Qiao Heng didn't come to school, he had to do everything by himself.It's fine to do it by yourself, but when he thought that Qiao Heng might not be able to keep up with the progress when he came back, he was so sad that he changed his way every day and asked Zhou Qingyue if Qiao Heng had read well.

There are also people who ask Zhou Qingyue from time to time, trying to find out what happened to Qiao Heng from him, but they repeatedly hit a wall. Zhou Qingyue is stunned and doesn't say a word

Chen Guangyi came over to visit the group, pulled Zhao Yangling's chair and sat down, looking at Zhou Qingyue who was arranging his notes, he was amazed: "Why didn't I remember that your notes were organized so neatly."

It was also the first time for Zhou Qingyue to sort out his notes so carefully. He usually only needs to understand what he can understand, and he organized it again just for Qiao Heng.

Chen Guangyi put his hands on his shoulders and said, "Qingyue, you are biased, you see, I don't even have this treatment!"

Zhou Qingyue laughed when he heard the words, patted his paw away and said with a smile: "Go away, you forgot that your finger soft tissue was contused a few days ago, did I do the homework for you?"

Chen Guangyi showed a flattering smile. He poked the ball with his finger a few days ago when he was playing basketball, and went to the school doctor's office in a fuss. It turned out that it was just a soft tissue contusion. Zhou Qingyue wrote it for him.

He giggled and leaned towards Zhou Qingyue: "Since this is the case, why don't I help Qiao Heng take half of the notes, so that you don't have to do so much."

Zhou Qingyue lowered his head and thought.

Chen Guangyi's eyes brightened.

Zhou Qingyue said solemnly: "Farewell, your handwriting is too ugly, who else can see it clearly except yourself?"

Chen Guangyi: "..."

Chen Guangyi exploded instantly, stretching out his hand to scratch Zhou Qingyue.

Zhou Qingyue hurriedly smiled and grabbed his paw.

When he went to deliver homework in the evening, Chen Guangyi also asked if he wanted to go with him or let him come, but Zhou Qingyue refused because he was afraid of affecting his study of righteous speech.

Chen Guangyi was touched and said: "Qingyue, it's great to be your brother, but it's okay, I'm still in the top fifty in my grade, I can help."

Zhou Qingyue: "...just the top [-] in my grade, and I'm in the top ten. Please say goodbye, I'm afraid you will fall out of the top [-]."

Chen Guangyi's moved tears dried up in an instant.

This is the only time he can see Qiao Heng for a day now. If Chen Guangyi came, wouldn't he be able to see Qiao Heng, Zhou Qingyue cursed in his heart.

Now Zhou Qingyue delivers homework to Qiao Heng every evening, and he can say a few words to Qiao Heng. Before leaving, he goes up and hugs him and rubs his face against his shoulders, which makes Qiao Heng's heart burn layer by layer without knowing it.

Zhou Qingyue eagerly waited for school to end in the evening every day, and sometimes sneaked away 10 minutes before the self-study class, and was caught by the leader more than once.

Different leaders were on duty at the school every day, but in the end, all the leaders knew Zhou Qingyue.

The leader originally wanted to reprimand Zhou Qingyue with his grades back, but when he saw Zhou Qingyue's recent improvement in grades, he was speechless for a moment, and could only laugh and scold at the same time, saying that there was a student in the first year of high school who always left early and had good grades.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother have recently become accustomed to their son coming back in the evening, and sometimes they can help them cook when they come back early, and occasionally make a small dessert, which scares them dumbfounded by the way.

It was Zhou Qingyue who locked his room to do his homework every day after eating, which once made them wonder if his son was stimulated.

Zhou Qingyue did homework with Qiao Heng as usual today. When the two of them were tired, Qiao Heng took out a book from the side and read it to Zhou Qingyue.

Listening to the other party's calm voice, Zhou Qingyue felt drowsy attacking him, his eyelids were heavy, and his head began to droop slowly, leaning on his arms.

Qiao Heng looked at someone whose head was tilted to the side little by little, and laughed at him: "Every time I read to you, you feel sleepy, and you insist on me reading to you."

Zhou Qingyue looked at him with squinted eyes, a bit like a lazy cat, making people want to pet him.

He said slowly: "Obviously it's because you read so much that it makes people sleepy. If you don't want to work someday, you can go to the live broadcast to lull you to sleep. The sound is nice and hypnotizing."

Qiao Heng's eyes were full of smiles.

Zhou Qingyue stretched out a hand and commanded someone: "Come on, keep reading!"

Qiao Heng laughed helplessly, picked up the book and continued to read. In the video, Zhou Qingyue was lying on the table under the light, breathing lightly, and when he heard his voice gradually stop, he snorted from his nose to signal him to continue.

There were sharp quarrels from various things outside the door, and Zhou Qingyue's soft, coquettish humming sound was inside the door.

Qiao Heng even softened the lines on his face involuntarily.

The screen of the mobile phone next to it rang softly. Qiao Heng stretched out his hand to take a look at the mobile phone while reading, and the sentence he was reading stopped suddenly when he saw the message.

Zhou Qingyue hummed softly.

Qiao Heng's voice came out from the computer: "Country R's legal recognition of same-sex marriage has aroused public opinion."

Zhou Qingyue was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight and asked, "What are you reading?"

Qiao Heng showed him the news on the phone.

Zhou Qingyue stammered, "Why did you read the news all of a sudden?"

Qiao Heng clicked in to watch the news, "Qingyue, have you thought about emigrating?"

Zhou Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, "Why do you say that? Isn't Huaguo nationality very good?"

Qiao Heng lowered her eyes: "... Same-sex marriage is illegal in China."

Zhou Qingyue asked him tentatively: "You... want to immigrate to a country where same-sex marriage is legal?"

Qiao Heng looked up at him with determination in his eyes, "Yes."

Zhou Qingyue was a little embarrassed, and picked up the water to drink, "Why?"

There are people who discriminate against homosexuals everywhere, and there are many places where same-sex marriage is legal.

Qiao Heng looked at him with undoubted firmness in his eyes, but his earlobe was a little red: "I want to marry...you."

Zhou Qingyue choked on the water, his face flushed red.

He looked forward to Ai Ai: "You, why did you think of this?"

Qiao Heng said: "I will always think about it in the future, think about it early and make preparations early. If you don't want to immigrate, we can go to Las Vegas to get a marriage certificate in the future. Although it is not recognized in China, there is still a form. "

Zhou Qingyue felt that he was going to choke on his own saliva this time.

His face was a little hot: "Also... also okay."

Qiao Heng seemed to have remembered something, got up and went to the side to find something.

Zhou Qingyue couldn't help but asked, "What are you looking for?"

Qiao Heng turned over a small stack of papers, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and he showed Zhou Qingyue on the table, "This is a few styles of rings I have dreamed about, I drew them based on my feelings, you see what you like Which."

Zhou Qingyue had a complicated expression: "..."

Qiao Heng looked at a stack of papers, always feeling dissatisfied, "I always feel that something is missing, maybe I don't understand this aspect, I will find out about this aspect in the future. Would you like to take a look?"

Zhou Qingyue didn't want to dampen Qiao Heng's interest, waiting for Qiao Heng to show him one by one.

They all tend to be simple and elegant styles, and Zhou Qingyue couldn't tell the difference between high and low. When he saw the last picture, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Wait... let me see the last one"

Zhou Qingyue looked at the last picture: "This..."

"You like this?"

Zhou Qingyue hummed lightly.

This is the ring Qiao Heng held in the dream.

Qiao Heng looked at the ring in a daze: "Then shall we wear this pair in the future?"

Zhou Qingyue was stunned when he heard this sentence, and he was so ashamed and angry: "We are only in the first year of high school! Student Qiao Heng!"

Qiao Heng's eyes were a little dazed: "This matter is not discussed now, but it will be discussed in the future. Don't be shy."

……

Now that the end of the semester is getting closer and closer, Mr. Zhou started to get anxious, and asked Qiao Heng when he would come back to review in a different way. The exam is related to which class he will be in next semester. He is afraid that Qiao Heng's grades will drop badly and he will fall out of the devil class. .

Zhou Qingyue dealt with Mr. Zhou in a leisurely manner, saying that he believed in Qiao Heng's ability and would definitely be able to get in, so don't worry.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Heng sent him a message in the evening saying that he was at the school gate. Zhou Qingyue saw that the self-study class was still 10 minutes away, so he packed his things and went out secretly.

Then he was arrested by the leader on the first floor of the teaching building.

Zhou Qingyue: "... Teacher, I was wrong. Teacher, let me go out. I really have something urgent. My wife is waiting for me at the door. Teacher, you seem very handsome today, and the clothes you wear are very individual..."

The leader smiled instantly, listening to Zhou Qingyue trying to torture him here by saying good things, until 2 minutes before the end of get out of class, he raised his eyebrows and released him.

Zhou Qingyue rushed to the school gate like the wind in an instant.

He supported his knees and gasped: "Are you... ready to come to school?"

Qiao Heng stretched out his hand to pull him up, "No, my mother was taken out for dinner by him today, so I wanted to come and find you."

Zhou Qingyue's eyes were bright.

Qiao Heng smiled and said, "Come on, I'll take you to a place."

Qiao Heng led Zhou Qingyue around in various ways, and finally arrived at the entrance of a jewelry store.

The receptionist at the door smiled sweetly and said, "Welcome."

Zhou Qingyue's scalp was numb and he felt something was wrong.

A hand came over and firmly interlocked his fingers.

Qiao Heng pulled him inside: "Come here."

Zhou Qingyue pulled the handle of the glass door and refused to go in: "No way... I think it's too ostentatious for me to go out with the ring now."

The receptionist at the door smiled a little stiffly.

Qiao Heng smiled and said, "It's not a ring."

Zhou Qing became more suspicious: "Really?"

Qiao Heng confirmed: "Really, it's the ring. My surname is Zhou."

Anyway, wearing more rope is a necklace.

Zhou Qingyue let go of his hand a little hesitantly.

The receptionist at the door watched them go in, and his smile became natural again.