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On the weekend of the week before the midterm exam, Song Yuan spent almost every day soaking in books. He didn’t even let himself go when he was studying. He went to bed early and woke up early, and he was in a good state of mind.Yang Xi, I pressed the questions for him, and gave him the pre-examination mock test papers of physics, mathematics and geography.

Song Yuan was not as nervous about fighting as he was about doing a problem, and even sweated in his palms, wiping his thighs repeatedly.

Yang Xiwo said softly: "Play normally, I will time you."

In order to avoid making noise, Yang Xiwo walked out of the room by himself and sat in the living room looking at the math problems for the second semester of the second semester of high school. He wanted to complete all the high school courses in the first semester of high school.

After Song Yuan finished writing, he relaxed for a while, Yang Xi'er specially allowed him to play games, and he was in charge of correcting the paper.Song Yuan is a little distracted when playing games, after all, this is his achievement in this month, he is terrified.

Mathematics 80, Chemistry 50, Physics 57, Biology 70, Geography 64

Song Yuan was a little discouraged looking at the grades. He felt that he still failed a lot despite his hard work. He was heartbroken and said, "Am I too bad?"

"Isn't it enough to make progress in every subject? Take your time, there is still time. Come here, and when you get the test paper, you must get the score you should get. Slowly start with the big questions that you don't know. Like this physics question, don't you Yes, you can extract the information from the topic, and apply each formula to get three or four points. Like this math topic, I mentioned it before, and you may have forgotten it. It’s okay, let’s analyze the wrong questions in the test paper, you put After they have been digested, I will write a few more similar topics, and you will tell me the topics after you finish writing them."

Song Yuan may think too highly of himself, always thinking that he can soar into the sky, and wants to do well in every subject.After all, I have been studying in a daze since the fifth grade of elementary school. I just study when I want to, and I answer randomly on the test papers. Perhaps the better ones are English and Chinese.

Song Yuan sat in the last classroom of the first grade, when the exam bell rang, it was the beginning of his war.

When he thought of the boy sitting in the second lecture hall, his heart was as stable as a mirror.Yes, make progress every time, slowly approach the boy, slowly, one day catch up with him and hug him tightly.

He has been using his studies to fight against his family, completely giving up any struggles, and living in a daze is good. Anyway, his father will help him plan for the future no matter what.

Walking alone for too long, too lonely, he wants to walk with that boy in the future.Even on a day when the wind is blocking, he wants to have a lot of courage and confidence to fight, instead of squatting in the corner timidly, waiting for rescue.

After the last subject of the exam, Song Yuan ran excitedly to pick up Yang Xiwo, hugging his shoulder so excitedly that he just wanted to check the answer with him.

Yang Xi I slapped his hand off, and said with disgust: "The answer is wrong, I'm afraid you will die on the spot."

Song Yuan helped him carry the heavy schoolbag, walked upstairs, and asked, "How did you do in the exam? I'm afraid you will help me study, and I will feel sorry for delaying my study."

Yang Xi looked at the bronze like a king, with a sneer, and said with a sneer: "I think so much, how can you delay me?"

"Damn, I don't like your tone of voice. You really deserve a beating. Come here and let me beat you up." Song Yuan hugged his psoas and pushed him against the wall, leaning his elbow against Yang Xi My neck, the two struggled and wrestled together.

Someone shouted: "Damn it, someone is fighting with the school bully, look!"

As soon as someone heard this, they immediately put down everything they were doing and stood on the corridor, lying on their stomachs and watching, curiously looking at the desperate person.

As soon as Kan Long heard that the boss was fighting, he hurried out of the classroom. When he saw that there was no fight, only the boss was bullying Yang Xiwo with a smile on his face.

Zhong Yu excitedly picked up the phone to take a quick photo, watching with relish.Kan Long looked at Zhong Yu's photo and asked, "Do you watch fights? Zhong Yu, you gossip."

Zhong Yu said: "You know what, this is the source of my happiness all day."

Kan Longfei explained, "Is it fun to watch fights?"

"Look at how loving you are. One student is domineering, and the other is domineering and soft. This cp is perfect."

"cp? You mean gay? I'll go, Zhong Yu let my boss go, my boss likes girls."

"So what, I also wrote a picture of their perfect interaction and love... Hee hee hee hee..."

When Kan Long saw the smile on the boss's face, he felt strange for no reason, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.While writing her article, Zhong Yu muttered: "Song Yuan hugged Yang Xiwo's waist, only to find that his waist is so thin, as if it could be measured with one hand. Such a warm touch, the whole heart It was unbearably hot and hot. Looking at the boy's white and tender skin, flushed cheeks, and pink lips, he couldn't help but want to pick..."

Kan Long couldn't take it anymore, grabbed Zhong Yu's notebook, and the two started arguing in the corridor.When Song Yuan came over, he saw the handicapped Kan Long wrestling with Zhong Yu, fighting for a pink notebook.

"Boss, Zhong Yu writes bad things about you... catch it quickly."

A pink notebook fell into Song Yuan's arms. Song Yuan picked it up and browsed the first page, and immediately covered it with a guilty conscience.He grabbed a stool from the back of the classroom, grabbed the notebook in one hand, and stared at Zhong Yu sternly.

The two stared at each other desperately, Song Yuan sneered, picked up the stool and ran after Zhong Yu like flying.

"Damn it, the school bully even hits girls, what's the origin of that girl?"

"School bully hitting girls?"

"He also copied the stool and chased the girl for several floors."

Zhong Yu shouted for help: "Who will help me, help me, Boss Song, I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't do it...don't chase..."

"Ah... damn it, stop chasing..."

On Friday, Yang Xi and I followed Song Yuan home, and Song Yuan was doing physics homework at night.Yang Xi and I were reading at the side, and suddenly remembered that there was an exercise book in Song Yuan's bag, and he said, "Song Yuan, take my book from your bag."

"help yourself."

Yang Xi and I rummaged through his exercise book. Inside the book was a pink notebook with various love hearts drawn on it.He was stunned, wondering if this was a gift from a girl?Why do you still keep it?Still a girlfriend?

A bunch of questions popped up in his head, and as he thought about it, he felt faintly uncomfortable, as if it was that kind of irritability, what kind of feeling was it?He thought about it carefully, trying to find something to describe it, like the feeling of his favorite milk being spilled, inexplicably uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, I guess I was slowly relying on Song Yuan psychologically, just like a child would be jealous of his mother liking other children.

He doesn't like this feeling!Why do you have to depend on others for your emotions?

Song Yuan said: "Why did you look for it for so long?"

"Suddenly think about the topic." He himself was stunned, why did he lie because of this, he could have directly asked what happened to the notebook, but he actually lied.

Yang Xiwo sat next to Song Yuan in a daze, squinting at the past, the boy's outline was as handsome as if it had been carefully carved, with sharp edges and corners.The skin on the outside is a honey-like wheat color, but the inside is white and transparent.His sharp eyes stared at the homework book solemnly, and his earnest look was very good-looking.Thick lashes, thin silhouettes, tight wrists, everything looks good.

Song Yuan felt Yang Xiwo's gaze, but when he turned his head to look over, Yang Xiwo was stroking the fine hair that had grown slightly, with a flustered expression, looking down at the topic, thinking about it.

It's just that what Song Yuan didn't know was that Yang Xiwo was thinking about the topic, and Yang Xiwo began to panic slowly, unbearably uneasy.The heart seemed to be pricked densely with needles, and it was faintly sore and flustered, trembling intermittently, it was difficult to breathe, and the chest was tight.

What's wrong with my heart?are you sick?

Yang Xi grabbed my phone in a hurry, checked "the cause of heart trembling", and a lot of links popped up. He saw a person with the same symptoms as him. The doctor said it was a premature heart beat, arrhythmia, If the trembling is severe, it is recommended to go to the hospital for an electrocardiogram and a color ultrasound of the heart.

Let's take a look again. If you still feel sore and sore tomorrow morning, go to the hospital for a checkup.

He put down his cell phone, put down the book heavily, lay quietly on the bed, took a deep breath, and calmed his heart rhythm.Recite the classical Chinese of the Chinese text in my mind, and gradually calm down.

Song Yuan stared at Yang Xiwo who was lying on the bed in a daze in bewilderment, and after finishing his homework, he lay down on the bed with a big breath, and landed beside him.

A wave of heat hit his face, and the fiery heat circulated back and forth in his body.Yang Xi, my heart suddenly became sore and flustered again, trembling.He clung to the bed sheet uneasily, wanting to get up, panicking.But Song Yuan got closer and closer, and his soft hair was itchingly pillowed on his lap.

Yang Xiwo was flustered rationally, her heart was trembling, and there was no rule at all, and the degree of soreness and numbness seemed to be getting worse.

Do I really have a heart problem?

Yang Xiwo slowly stroked my heart, becoming more and more irritable, and secretly scolded my unbelievable body for being so easy to get sick.His body seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into the soft bed. He slowly stretched out his hand, stroked Song Yuan's shoulder, and said hoarsely: "Song Yuan, get up, I want to sleep."

"Okay, sleep, tomorrow, we will go swimming again."

"Hmm." His voice trembled so hoarsely that he couldn't control it, and he didn't dare to speak more.

Song Yuan hugged him to sleep, and he felt more and more uncomfortable, the more he avoided, the closer Song Yuan got.In the end, he really had no choice but to say anxiously: "You idiot, did you do it on purpose?"

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan blinked her innocent eyes, and was even startled by Yang Xiwo's sudden emotion.

"No!" He took a deep breath, and directly covered himself in the blanket, but felt a little hot.

Song Yuan smiled and said, "What's the matter? Didn't you say you were sleeping? Why did you move around? I don't know what I thought you were doing."

Yang Xi asked me, "What do you want me to do?"

"I think you've done a lot."

"I mean what do you think I'm doing? Sleeping, of course."

Song Yuan hugged the person in the quilt, and rubbed his comfortable face against the person in the quilt. Only at this moment can he hug the boy without any worries.He chuckled lightly and said, "What do you think? How come I haven't seen you do that kind of thing with boys? You can't be indifferent to x, right? It's hard to imagine you doing that kind of picture."

Yang Xiwo: "..."

"Have you seen the film?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't reply, Song Yuan asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"Just talk stupid things." Yang Xi said seriously: "When I was young, my dad went out to work, and I was the only one at home. There was a silly old man next door to me. He kept telling me that when you meet a certain kind of person, remember to call him Come and have a look. Do you know what kind of people?"

"Which?"

"He wants to see if there is anyone stupider than him, I'll call him right now."

Song Yuan shouted: "Are you referring to Sang and scolding Huai? The idiot doesn't know how to use a mobile phone."

"Coincidentally, his son also said that he can't use a mobile phone."

"Fuck, Yang Xiwo, look, I won't crush you to death..." Song Yuan's whole body was pressed on Yang Xiwo, and the two of them fought fiercely on the bed.But Yang Xi couldn't resist no matter how I resisted, I could only be pressed down as a meat pad, and said through gritted teeth: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

Song Yuan grabbed his chin and said sharply: "Beg for mercy if you can't beat him, don't you know the reason? If you don't teach you a lesson, just stick your nose in the face and call him Dad."

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Yo, are you still threatening me? Are you going home? I'll tie you back. Call Dad, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight, and you can only be pressed by me as a cushion."

"Fuck off!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't call me dad, but brother, otherwise I still have various tricks..."

"elder brother."

Song Yuan listened blankly to the words before he could say a word, didn't slow down for a while, and said: "I didn't hear clearly, call it ten times."

"You..." Yang Xi I pursed my lips, and called my brother ten times like a chicken.

"Chicken, sleep."

Song Yuan's joy was about to explode, he was so excited, he danced in the toilet in the name of going to the toilet, and laughed straight at the mirror.