sick beauty monitor

After the empty classroom visit, Ji Ze was obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Hao, usually he could not speak without speaking, and when he had to say something, he was very concise, with a cold and distant expression, and returned to the standard of the class leader with facial paralysis image.

Today, it's Ji Ze and Jiang Hao's turn to be on duty.

Ji Ze took chalk from the podium and wrote the schedule on the side of the blackboard.Jiang Hao was in charge of cleaning the blackboard, but instead of cleaning it properly, he kept leaning close to Jize and staring at him.

Jiang Hao was looking for something to say when he had nothing to say, and asked casually, "Ji Ze, what's in the next class?"

Ji Ze didn't say anything, just tapped on the blackboard, the meaning in his eyes was obvious - he couldn't read it.

Jiang Hao continued to stare at him unwillingly, looking at Ji Ze with goosebumps, and calmly said: "Students on duty, wipe the blackboard carefully, class is about to begin."

"Ji Ze, you have been avoiding me recently." Jiang Hao looked at him straight, very stubborn.

Ji Ze's heart skipped a beat, he looked away silently, and continued writing the schedule as if nothing had happened.

"You're mad at me."

The declarative sentence is very firm.

His face was almost close to Ji Ze's, his eyes were black and bright, like a child who was obsessed with wanting an answer.

"But I've thought about it for a long time, and I still can't figure out why you're angry."

Getting too close, the other person's breath sprayed on his face, Ji Ze's eyelashes trembled, and subconsciously stepped back, trying to avoid the person in front of him.

"You are cold and violent. I can't guess what to say. If you suddenly ignore me, I will panic and think about it. I don't know what you are angry about. I can't even apologize." Jiang Haoyi The face is serious, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you are joking.

Ji Ze: "..."

For a moment, Ji Ze didn't even know what expression to put on, and was completely dumbfounded.This conversation...how is it like a boyfriend begging for forgiveness after a couple quarrels? !But they are just ordinary classmates!

Ji Ze subconsciously took another step back.Because he was writing the timetable on the side of the blackboard, he was standing on the edge of the podium. When he retreated like this, he was about to fall off without warning. There was still the iron door of the classroom next to him. Make a big bag.

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Hao reached out to grab someone.

With great strength, he easily pulled the man back, and because of inertia, Ji Ze bumped into him, hitting his forehead right on his face. The pain was hard to say, but it was embarrassing.

Ji Ze stood still, distanced himself from him, glanced at him, and said cautiously, "...Thank you."

The other party is a person who is so straightforward that it makes one's heart skip a beat, but he doesn't need to know what he thinks. At this time, it's still...

"Ah!"

Unprepared, he sneezed, his nose itchy.

Jiang Hao immediately ignored his cold thank you, he just supported his arm and asked with concern: "Are you all right? Do you want to go to the school infirmary?"

"It's okay..." Ji Ze shook his head, then turned around and sneezed again.

Probably a dust problem.

Jiang Hao guessed, threw down the blackboard eraser, grabbed Ji Ze's wrist, and pulled him through the hallway among the students who were playing around, to the bathroom.

The two stood in front of the sink and washed their hands before returning to the classroom.

Jiang Hao asked: "Is your nose still itchy? Do you want to stand outside in the corridor?"

Ji Ze still felt a little embarrassed, didn't even look at him, just shook his head, leaning on the window sill, "I'll just stand by the window for a while."

Jiang Hao stood beside him, looking at him.

The weather is very good today, the window is blue, the curtains are blown by the cool wind, and they flutter gently, like waves on the sea.

"It's fine. You usually hold back and don't say anything. You coughed last time too. I'll be worried." Jiang Hao said suddenly, his voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was full of sincere concern.

Ji Ze's heart skipped a beat, his eyes flickered slightly, and his pursed lips moved.

There seemed to be a puddle of boiled soapy water in the chest cavity, constantly bubbling and floating, filling all the space.

He bent his lips and nodded seriously, "Thank you."

The voice is not loud, but the mood is completely different.

Just when the class bell rang, Ji Ze suppressed his heart that was about to jump out of his chest, pretended to sit down calmly, and calmly took out his textbook.

Jiang Hao lowered his head and looked at his pitch-black hair, feeling cute.

In the next second, Ji Ze felt someone walking behind him and rubbed his head.

Ji Ze looked up subconsciously, and Jiang Hao smiled brightly, "Hair is so soft."

Ji Ze: "...So what if it's soft? Did I tell you to touch it?"

Jiang Hao: "Are you still angry with me?"

"No……"

"That's what you can touch."

"... Are these two different things?"

Jiang Hao smiled, "It's the same thing."

Ji Ze had no choice but to put on an expression of "Okay, okay, what you said is right".

Ji Ze: "Has anyone ever told you that you speak very straight, and you only listen to half of what you are told, and only listen to what you want to hear?"

Jiang Hao shook his head, "No, everyone thinks that I'm super easy to get along with. And speaking frankly can avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, right? Of course, what I say is because I want the other party to know."

Ji Ze: "...It's true to say so, but sometimes, others feel a little overwhelmed."

"Can't stand it?" Jiang Hao leaned forward, his eyes were black and bright, full of curiosity, "Are you talking about you? What did I say that made you unable to stand it?"

Many times... But of course, Ji Ze won't say it.

He pushed away the face that was too close in front of his eyes, "It's not about me, it's about everyone."

"Which everyone? Why didn't I see it? No one told me that."

"..."

"I talk to you this way, and I talk to others in another way, so your feelings must be yours. I'm so happy to make you overwhelmed."

"Happy ass."

"So, since you already know my temperament, you should also be straightforward with me. If you want to say anything, just say it. I have a big heart and I can take it all."

Ji Ze looked at him suspiciously, and imagined if he told him - I'm gay, and I seem to like you a little bit.

He's not as calm as he is now.You will definitely be scared to death, and maybe you will feel a little...disgusted.

Ji Ze curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and looked down at the textbook.

"Look at you, you're hiding something on your mind again."

Without raising his head, Ji Ze said flatly, "It's impossible for me to tell you everything."

Jiang Hao: "Of course I don't mind if you have everything to do with me, but what you were thinking just now has something to do with me, right?"

Ji Ze: "...No."

Jiang Hao nodded, "That is."

Ji Ze glanced at him, "I was scolding you just now, do you want to listen too?"

Jiang Hao nodded without hesitation, "Listen."

"It's strange that there are still people looking for scolding in this world."

"It's nothing, I just want to see how many words you can swear."

"Idiot, bastard, idiot..."

"Out of words?"

With a deep smile in Jiang Hao's eyes, he held his chin and said with great interest, "Do you want me to teach you how to swear?"

Ji Ze: "..."

"Are you not afraid that what I have learned will be used on you?"

Jiang Hao smiled, "Yes."

Ji Ze: "..." Very good, you won.

He looked down at the textbook helplessly.

"The type you like..." Jiang Hao looked at him and said suddenly.

Ji Ze was inexplicable, "What?"

Jiang Hao rubbed his nose and glanced at him, "Last time, Yu Huageng said what type of person you like. They are good-looking, have a sunny smile, and love sports. These points are quite normal, but... talkative, rash What is the attribute of stupidity, your preference is a bit, um, special."

Jize paused, turned his head to look at him for a while, and said something that made Jiang Hao very puzzled.

"I didn't realize it before, but Hua Geng is quite accurate in seeing people."

As Ji Ze spoke, a smile curled up on the corner of his lips, not too big, but his eyes were stained with a smile, which was very pretty.

Jiang Hao's expression was a bit embarrassed, "You really like this type."

Ji Ze smiled, "What? You, the intermediary, can't find a candidate?"

Obviously, he still clearly remembered what he said in the empty classroom last time, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his tone.

Jiang Hao frowned and thought, "I'll think about it again."

Ji Ze snorted coldly, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed a little disgusted.

It's just that Jiang Hao, who was immersed in thinking, didn't see it.

In the end, the person you like must have these two strange attributes, or is it just a standard, as long as other aspects are good enough, it is okay to not be satisfied?It was very distressing.If he wants to talk more, he can do it in minutes, but another point, should he learn skills from his own golden retriever?

Unexpectedly, one day, his simple golden retriever could also become his teacher.The world is impermanent.

Jiang Hao was immersed in the entanglement and couldn't extricate himself, he let out a long sigh.

It has been more than ten minutes since the bell rang for class. The two of them have been whispering non-stop below, and they have already successfully attracted the teacher's attention.

"Ji Ze, Jiang Hao, come to the stage to solve these two problems."

The two were unfortunately hit again.

When Ji Ze stood up and passed Jiang Hao, he reminded him in a low voice, "Don't talk in class next time."

Jiang Hao agreed very readily, "Okay, next time I will rewrite the little note." The note can still be saved, and it is not a loss at all to look back at it when I have nothing to do.

When Ji Ze heard it, he looked helpless, not knowing what to say.

They were all called on the stage, and they were still whispering. The teacher said: "..." This really pretends that I don't exist.

"Cough cough!"

The teacher deliberately pretended to cough, and said majesticly: "Come up and do the questions, why are you dawdling!"