eight dance partners with my boyfriend

"Jiao Cheng! What are you doing here, we need someone, let's play together!"

Jiao Cheng stood outside the fence, the list in his hand shaking rustlingly in the wind. He saw a familiar figure surrounded by the crowd not far away, reluctantly said to the people beside him with a smile, "I won't call today, I'm going to the office to make a deal." Form, you can type."

He almost ran away, and he slowed down when he reached the corridor. There was a huge mirror at the top of the stairs on the first floor. There was a leaf, green with a little yellow.

The leaves slid down on the paper, and the information on it became clear.

Air Force Pilot Enrollment Form, male, Jiao Cheng, 17 years old, 181 cm tall, 69 kg in weight, 1.5 eyesight...

Line by line of clear information, written in beautiful cursive characters, is as good-looking as he is.

The corner of Jiao Cheng's mouth curled up, and he ran up the stairs "deng deng deng", knocked on the door of the head teacher, "teacher, I'll deliver the form."

The head teacher smiled happily when he saw him: "Jiao Cheng is here, your father finally agreed? It's a good thing, the teacher thinks you can do it! But don't miss your homework during this period, and tell the teacher in time if you have any difficulties. You've really become a pilot teacher's bragging rights for a lifetime!"

Jiao Cheng grinned, took the two pieces of fruit candy that the teacher in charge gave him, carried his schoolbag and ran towards the school gate.

"Ah Cheng! I really don't want to play today? It's only after five o'clock? By the way, I heard from the head of the dormitory that you won't be staying on campus from today onwards. Why?"

As soon as he ran to the school gate, he was stopped by this familiar voice, turned his head and held a basketball, and looked at him behind him, with his most standard smile on the corner of his mouth, as if nothing had happened.

Jiao Cheng stood still, remembering that not long ago, under the basketball hoop on the playground, he confessed to Bai Zhuo.

His feet were a little numb, and he turned and ran.

Go home and put on your slippers.

"Chengcheng is back? It's so early today." Mother Jiao asked in the kitchen.

"Yeah." Jiao Cheng put away his shoes, and found that Jiao Jianxiang came home very early today, and was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Have you handed in the form?" Jiao Jianxiang stared at the screen and asked.

Jiao Cheng: "It's handed over."

"Since you want to do it, do it well. Don't regret it when the time comes. If you say it's too hard and too dangerous, you won't listen to me telling you to find a stable job in the future. Now you have to learn to take responsibility for yourself. Your mother loves you and wants you to go home. You have to supervise yourself, and you can’t slacken your studies.”

Hearing Jiao Jianxiang's words, Jiao Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't blame him, and hurried back to the room with a "Okay".

The bouquets picked up during the summer vacation on the table have long since died. Even if Jiao Cheng tried to graft them into flower pots and used his mother's best fertilizer, it was of no avail.

Pick up all the dead black on the soil, and bury two new seeds in it. From the book, this is the best flower to grow, and I don't know if it will germinate.

After rubbing it for a while, it was getting dark. Jiao Cheng thought about canceling today's physical training. The magazine he just bought had new accessories published. He took out his phone and searched, and found that they were all expensive and needed to be ordered.

Lying on the table, a word of homework has not been moved, the window is very big, you can see the sky, the sunset is not over, the clouds stretch their tails, lingering one after another, as if they have collected the busyness of the whole city, and then they leave gracefully.

I don't know when it started, but Jiao Cheng really likes to look at the sky. He likes to look at different skies. He likes to watch the planes fly overhead, make a muffled sound, and then draw a looming cloud trace.

So he wanted to be a pilot since he was very young.

As for why it is the Air Force, not civil aviation, maybe it is a hero complex, maybe it is something else.

There is a model on the table, it is small in size, the whole body is dark green, with a metallic luster, Jiao Cheng just re-painted it, it is very beautiful.

It's just that compared to the ones in the cabinet, this model machine is too old and has no special functions other than viewing, so it has long been eliminated in the market.

Jiao Cheng played with it tirelessly. This was the first model he assembled by himself during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school.

He once thought about giving it to the person he likes the most, and then spend the rest of his life together.

Suddenly, the mobile phone beeped repeatedly, and Jiao Cheng's thoughts were interrupted. He quickly took it out to see that the 2G network was too slow, and the QQ messages from the previous few minutes just popped up now, and they were all in vain.

Bai Chi: Why did you ignore me just now?

Bai Chi: Are you home?

Bai Shu: I saw the new accessory in the magazine, do you like it?You like me calling my dad, he must have access to a new one.

Bai Chi: By the way, why did I hear that you filled out a form to go to my mother's office this afternoon, what did you fill out?I do not know how?

Lying down on the bed, staring at the lamp above the head, the white cover seeped black, and I don't know if it was the melting of the tungsten wire, or the remains of the little flying insects that hid in the summer.

Jiao Cheng turned his face, pulled the slightly rolled up short sleeves around his waist, clicked on the familiar dialog box, and looked at it over and over again.

He often thought, why on earth would he like white switches?

Is it because of the first day of high school?

In the school auditorium, all the freshmen looked around restrainedly. There was a side door in the auditorium, which was very narrow, and there was just a gap, and Jiao Cheng was sitting beside it.

The No. [-] Middle School is a good school, but not the best. Because the multiple-choice questions on the physics paper were wrongly marked on the answer sheet, which was only two points away, he missed the No. [-] Middle School, and Jiao Jianxiang was very angry.

But Jiao Cheng couldn't help it. On the afternoon of the physics exam, there was a model airplane viewing competition. In order to catch up, he abruptly handed in the paper half an hour earlier.

Perhaps what is lost is what is gained?

Thinking of this, the noisy auditorium gradually became quiet. The principal walked onto the podium, cleared his throat, and said the same congratulatory speech as last year. Jiao Cheng was a little sleepy. I don't sleep until one o'clock.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly felt that part of the light from the side door was blocked.

"Classmate, classmate..."

The voice was very clear, with a little hoarseness from the voice-changing period, Jiao Cheng opened his eyes with difficulty.

What a beautiful face.

"Student, please help me." The man said in a low voice.

Jiao Cheng blinked his eyes, expressing his confusion.

"I have an appointment to play basketball with the sophomore in high school. There will be a sound when the door opens. Can you help me support it with your feet? It will be a while." He begged in a low voice, and saw that the boy on the seat did not respond, so he She got closer again: "You are also in class one, and so am I. Actually, the head teacher is my mother. Don't let her see me sneaking out. Please, I will treat you to dinner later."

The man was very handsome when he frowned, Jiao Cheng had never seen such a good-looking boy before, he nodded and stretched out his legs to help him hold the door.

The man was very pleasantly surprised, and walked out with his waist bowed. Halfway through, he suddenly straightened up, turned his head and said with his lips:

"Thank you."

Sometimes the encounter is very simple and bizarre. It is like holding a film camera, "clicking", freezing, freezing, and then applying a filter that has not been around for a long time.

The boy in front of me melted into the grass seeds at the end of September and summer, carrying the jerky fragrance of youth, mixed with cicadas, swaying, as if filled with catkins all over the sky.

Jiao Cheng remembered the first time he saw an airplane on the pasture. At that time, as long as he raised his head, the sky would fill his eyes. At this moment, this boy, he is like the sky, blue, free and beautiful...

Where there is a loss, there is a gain, perhaps here.

The inexplicable and inexplicable emotions spread again, and finally Jiao Cheng couldn't remember his emotions at that moment. As long as he was with Bai Chi, he felt that the world came alive. In an instant, the mountains and plains became "like", "love", and "unrequited love"...

In idol dramas, "love at first sight" is highly regarded as unattainable. The Chinese teacher can say "The Story of the West Chamber", Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, but Jiao Cheng knows that his "love at first sight" is the stubbornness at first sight, and it is a breakthrough of gender. Choice is a prison for ignorant teenagers.

Jiao Cheng turned over again, and his mother outside the room urged him to go out for dinner, stuffed his mobile phone by the bedside, and walked out of the room.

When he went to school the next day, he brought a big bag, because he no longer lived in the dormitory, he had to take everything back.

There are a lot of classes today, and the teacher procrastinated the class, he hesitated to talk a few times, and finally didn't come to him.

After the eighth period, Jiao Cheng went to the dormitory. At this time, the dormitory was usually empty, and everyone went to the cafeteria to grab food. Jiao Cheng was halfway through packing, but the things in his hand were suddenly snatched away.

Bai Zhuo stood in front of him, staring at him, the light at the door was blocked, the boy's face flickered, Jiao Cheng grabbed the things in his hand, and continued to pack, "You go to eat quickly, we'll have some meat dishes later It was all stolen by them."

Bai Chi didn't speak, just sat on Jiao Cheng's bed, with a rare sullen expression on his face, "You don't tell me anything now, I'm still not your best... buddy, my mother said you still Reported to the pilot selection, so many little secrets." He muttered, and when he mentioned "dude", his voice dropped significantly.

Jiao Cheng: "It's not a secret, I told you about it last semester."

Bai Zhi scratched his face: "Really... why don't I remember. Ah, I don't object to anything you do, but why are you ignoring me?"

Put all the toothbrush cups into the washbasin. The windows in the dormitory are small, and the sun shines through the blinds into the sink. Even the toothbrush cups are shining brightly. Jiao Cheng tightened his hands and almost blurted out: "Then what's the answer?"

"What..." Bai Tuo avoided his eyes.

Jiao Cheng: "My confession, I said I like you!"

The tone was too excited, Jiao Cheng felt ashamed and angry after speaking, he touched his face, it was very hot, it was obviously a one-sided confession, but somehow it had a hint of kidnapping.

"Jiao Cheng? Bai Zhi? Why are you all here, don't you go to eat? The big chicken legs are almost gone. Oh, I remembered, Jiao Cheng will not live in the dormitory in the future, are you packing up?" After the meal, the roommate opened the door, and the atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point.

Jiao Cheng took the things and ran away, because Jiao Jianxiang worked overtime and his mother couldn't drive, so he had to drag a sack of things to squeeze the bus, even if he did physical training every day, it was not easy to carry.

Sitting down on the bus platform, Jiao Cheng took a breath, recalling the gaffe just now, feeling a little annoyed.

"Ah Cheng! Wait for me!"

The young man in the distance ran over against the light, he was out of breath, sweat was dripping from his forehead, the bus just arrived, and without waiting for Jiao Cheng to react, Bai Chi had already got on the bus and put a coin into him.

The two sat side by side, neither of them spoke.

Arrive at the station, get off.

Jiao Cheng had to walk for 10 minutes.

Bai Zhuo stood on his left, the two of them were carrying the same sack, walking in the afterglow of the setting sun, the pillars on the street blended with various lights, and the shadows cast on the ground were blurred.

Jiao Cheng said, "I'm sorry just now, forget about it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Bai Chi didn't speak, he took the big sack and tried to pick it up by himself, but in the end he fell backwards recklessly. Jiao Cheng was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull him, and the two of them fell straight to the ground like this , very painful.

Jiao Cheng raised his eyes, and Bai Chi also looked at him.

Like an idol drama, two people look at each other, undercurrents are surging, somewhere in the dark...God is helping.

Bai Zhuo suddenly looked away, glanced somewhere else, and said suddenly: "Then let's be together...you said, I...accepted."

The skin of his mouth trembled slightly, and the ringing in his ears couldn't stop.

At that moment, Jiao Cheng's heart soared.

It was as if thousands of moths sprang out from his chest, floating up, flying towards the boundless sky and the boundless sunset.

He smiled silly, smiled silly.

However, Jiao Cheng forgot.

It is not the sky that the moths fly to, but the fire.