Do not touch without permission

Song Yuan originally wanted to go back to China early, but his mother insisted on dragging him. He stayed until the day before school started and came back. He fell into a trance due to jet lag, and woke up dizzy in the morning.

Yang Xi's voice came over and told him to get up and study, but he was still struggling in his sleep, and replied in a low voice, "Good morning, little monk."

"Get up and read."

Song Yuan softly and pleadingly said: "My biological clock can't be adjusted, I'm so sleepy, can I not study this morning?"

"Okay, see you at school."

Song Yuan fell back into sleep, sleeping so soundly that he was late for school.The students in the corridor had already started to move around, as if they were changing classes.Song Yuan squeezed into the grade ranking list and looked up his grades, feeling uneasy.

"Please, let me enter the 200, let me enter the 200..." He started to search after the 150th place and did not see his name until the 200th place.He looked back anxiously, and finally found his name in the 394th place, and hammered the bulletin board angrily.

Yang Xiwo is still No. 844 with a score of 2, which is very conspicuous in the front ranking, and plans to enter the first class of senior one.

Trying for so long is still useless, in vain.

He ran back to class [-], stepped into the classroom in a hurry, and looked at the last table in the last group. His deskmate was no longer there, replaced by a boy he didn't know.

Lao Gao criticized: "Why are you late on the first day? Come in quickly."

Song Yuan sat back in her seat restlessly, took out her mobile phone and sent Yang Xiwo a message: Where are you?Have you passed the first shift?

Yang Xi and I instantly replied with one word: Yes.

Song Yuan's tormented heart sank to the bottom of the valley, uncomfortable and sad, and he kept thinking about what to do, and suddenly felt that he was a failure and useless.

He couldn't listen to a word of what Lao Gao said above, turned his head and glared at his new deskmate, screaming hysterically in his heart, wanting to scream and destroy.He was so irritable that he grabbed a mint and bit into it.

What is the little monk doing?sleeping?Did you drink milk?Still reading?

He wondered, wondered what his boy was doing, if he was as upset as he was?Or is it just him who cares so much?

After class, he hurriedly grabbed a bottle of MJ milk and was about to rush outside. Kan Long and Zhu Jun stood in front of him, stopping Song Yuan's impatience.

Kan Long said: "Boss, I haven't seen you for so long, what are you doing?"

Zhu Jun looked at the milk in his mobile phone and said, "I'll wipe it, you don't mean to go to the first shift to deliver milk to Yang Xi?"

"Don't bother me, get out." Song Yuan pushed them away irritably, wanting to meet his boy before get out of class was over.

The first four classes are on the fifth floor, and the eleventh class is on the second floor.There are twenty classes, the last six are liberal arts classes, and the rest are science classes.The first four classes are divided into classes according to their grades, and some science class students in the latter part are split up and entered into new classes.

Yang Xi and I sat on the last sheet of the last group. When the get out of class bell rang, he usually wouldn't get up, but he wanted to go to Song Yuan and see him.Several boys from the first class gathered around in an instant, looking at Yang Xiwo with admiration and excitement.

"Yang Xi, did you score 844 on purpose? Why this score?"

"Yang Xiwo, my name is Chen Sikang, hello, we will be classmates from now on." Chen Sikang reached out to hold Yang Xiwo's hand, Yang Xiwo hid his hand in his pocket in panic, and said softly: "Please get out of the way, I have something to do .”

Chen Sikang's hand was in the air awkwardly, and he smiled: "I'll be your deskmate, okay? You lack a deskmate. I'm good at physics. We can communicate. Do you like sports? I like playing badminton. Do you want to join us after class?" ?” Chen Sikang said enthusiastically, speaking very loudly beside Yang Xi and me.

"I have something to do, let's talk." Yang Xiwo was about to leave, Chen Sikang rushed forward and put his hand on Yang Xiwo's shoulder, Yang Xiwo couldn't shake it off no matter what.

Chen Sikang laughed and said, "I'll accompany you, Xueba."

A tall and slender figure suddenly rushed over, grabbed Chen Sikang's hand, stared at Chen Sikang with a pair of cold eyes, and roared angrily: "Let go of your hand."

The originally noisy classroom was instantly silent, and everyone's eyes were on them.Song Yuan was full of anger, like a lion going forward bravely, staring at the enemy covetously.

Although Chen Sikang was also a tall and thin boy, how could he stand up to Song Yuan's roar and recklessness, his hands hurt badly.

Yang Xiwo grabbed Song Yuan's hand and hurriedly explained: "I'm fine, let go."

"I'll break whichever one touches!" Song Yuan yelled angrily, his eyes were red, and the veins on his neck and face were bulging.

Yang Xi said coldly: "I'll say it again, let go!" I just came to the new class, Yang Xi, I don't want to get into trouble because of some trivial things, besides, that boy doesn't mean anything malicious, as long as he talks a little, he will pay attention to his words and deeds.He just couldn't expect Song Yuan to be so angry.

Chen Sikang was so frightened by Song Yuan that he was speechless, and there was a severe pain in his wrist, and he felt that his bones were about to shatter.Yang Xi and I dragged him several times before Song Yuan let go.

Song Yuan was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly and his face was red. He leaned against the fence, stared at Yang Xiwo who was silent, and said through gritted teeth, "Next time, just kick him. You treat me like this, and you treat others like this." How can you be merciful?"

He is just jealous, and he just can't bear the boy who is touched by others, and no one can touch him.

"I'm fine, don't look so angry, if I hurt someone, I'll be embarrassed." When he hurt someone, he had to explain for Song Yuan, and he had to explain his own skin problems, which he didn't like to do .

Song Yuan raised his eyes and stared closely at the boy. He hadn't seen much height in nearly a month. He didn't have messy hair like before, but had his hairstyle trimmed, looking handsome and sunny.The smooth and fair face was as stern as carefully crafted, and the black and bright eyes contained sharpness and arrogance.

It's so beautiful, but in the future, they can only face each other from a distance.He cared too much in his heart, when he saw Yang Xi being touched by someone, he felt very uncomfortable.The more Song Yuan looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt, angry at himself for being too useless.He threw down the milk and scolded angrily, "Get out."

When the class bell rang, he turned and left with a hot and angry body.

Yang Xiwo looked helplessly at his furious back, this was the first time Song Yuan yelled at him, without reason or warning.He didn't know why Song Yuan was angry, was it because of the class division?Or did you provoke him elsewhere?

Yang Xi, I sent Song Yuan messages for several days and he didn't reply, and no one answered my voice messages.After thinking about it, Yang Xi still ran to Class [-] of Senior High School to look for Song Yuan, talk to him, and ask him what happened.

Yang Xiwo looked around at the door, Kan Long saw Yang Xiwo who hadn't seen him for a long time, and asked in surprise, "Xueba, why are you back? Are you looking for my boss?"

"What about people?"

Kan Long sighed and said, "He, he hasn't attended class for several days and hasn't responded to messages. What's wrong with him? Did he quarrel with his girlfriend? Or is it because you're not here and don't want to study anymore?"

"I think he is playing a game." Zhu Jun came slowly, and said with a deep expression: "You are not here, how can he study hard, he left after the first day, I escaped to surf the Internet, he probably played games all night .Lao Song is going to give up completely and return to our team of scumbags."

Hearing these words, Yang Xi and I pursed our lips tightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.He clearly said that he wanted to get into the 200th place, but it wasn't that he couldn't get in, as long as he worked harder, he could get in.

I thought to myself: Forget it, if you want to give up, just give up!You want to fall in love, but now you don't do well in the exam, why lose your temper?You decide your own life, anyway, you are not afraid of bad grades.

When Yang Xiwo turned around, his mood was very low, and an inexplicable irritability surged up, and the dark cloud of distress could not be driven away from his mind.

Thinking of the hot weather last year, the fan was whirling, and the boy said in a hoarse voice with determined eyes: "I want to study, I want to be at the same table with you, I don't want to be separated, do you want to be with me? Although I It's noisy and annoying, but I'll cover you, no one can touch you, whoever bullies you, I'll beat him. I'll bring you milk...do you think it's okay?"

He responded with a "hmm" by accident, keeping this scene firmly in his heart.

He stared at the dimmed phone screen, no one sent him a message, so that when the system information advertisement came, he opened it excitedly, and then backed out in disappointment.The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became, and he asked for leave and left school.

Yang Xi I was sitting on the bus, the rickety bus made his thoughts very confused.

Ringing the doorbell of Song Yuan's house, it was Aunt Xu who came out to answer the door, and she was cleaning.Seeing Yang Xiwo, Aunt Xu smiled knowingly and said, "Xiwo, why are you here? You haven't finished school yet?"

"Aunt Xu, is Song Yuan there?"

"No, he leaves early and returns late every day. Uncle Li doesn't know where he has gone. He is looking everywhere. Do you know where he went?"

Saying goodbye to Aunt Xu, Yang Xi, I clenched my fists tightly, kicked the little tree beside me hard, and said fiercely: "Fuck, who are you showing it to? Is it so fun to make others worry? Just don't show up for the rest of your life." It happened like this every time, and suddenly disappeared without saying a word, he felt like he was eating carrots and worrying.Since some people think of him and miss him, what trouble do I find here?

He clearly told Song Yuan that he would find a way, why did he have to lose his temper?Don't let him worry anymore.

Yang Xiwo panted, took a deep breath to adjust my mood, listened to English listening, took the bus with a restless heart, and went home slowly.

As night fell, the cold drizzle fell, the first rain of this spring, lustful and cold.Yang Xi and I ran home in the dark street, stepped into a puddle, and splashed a splash of mud.The night lights flickered on and off, and the evening breeze was a bit cool, making the face as cold as frost.

Yang Xiwo stared blankly at the boy who was smoky in the cold wind and rain, wearing a black jacket and jeans.There were faint sparks from the cigarette butts, and a wisp of white smoke was still jubilant on his body in the rain.He leaned against the moss-grown wall, the smoke billowing and spreading.The boy's gloomy face was filled with smoke, and it was hard to see what he was thinking, and a lot of cigarette butt dust accumulated on the ground.

Song Yuan felt a gaze, and when he looked up to see Yang Xiwo, he threw away the cigarette in his hand in panic, stepped on it with his foot, straightened his back, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you go home early?"

Song Yuan had figured out that Yang Xi was only smoking here when I was at home, but unexpectedly, I was bumped into him.

Yang Xiwo said coldly, "Go in, it's cold."

"No, I'd better go." Song Yuan was about to leave, Yang Xiwo's eyes were full of helplessness, and he said coldly, "Why don't you go to school?"

Song Yuan blinked his red eyes, walked slowly beside Yang Xi and me, thought for a while, his eyes were still determined, and his voice tremblingly said: "Wait for me for another semester, okay? Don't sit at the same table with others ,OK?"

"Is it because of this that you don't come to class? Song Yuan, are you sick from riding a horse?"

"Yes, I'm sick. I'm sick. You have to help me cure it. I can't cure it myself."

The spring rain fell continuously, and the body seemed to be shrouded in water vapor.Yang Xiwo stared coldly at the boy in front of me with piercing eyes, as if he couldn't understand what he was thinking.The cold wind and rain penetrated into the body, making him shiver a little.

Yang Xi said with a hint of anger in a cold voice: "I said, I will find a way, why are you dying here? Go back to class obediently tomorrow, and I will help you make up for your homework when you miss it!"

Song Yuan rushed over and hugged Yang Xiwo tightly, shivering and laughing, "It's so cold, let me hug you first to keep warm."

Yang Xiwo's heart seemed to break into a confused and stupid deer, bumping around in a daze, trembling and trembling, the outside was cold and the inside was hot, so hot that his face was red and hot.The chest is faintly astringent, sour and weak, and the heart beats so hard that I can't control it, which is a feeling of excitement and tension.

Yang Xiwo grabbed the trousers uneasily, the veins on his hands were bulging, and his fingertips were red.The boy smelled heavily and strongly of tobacco, which was a bit pungent, but the breath was so hot that his chest was hot.

Yang Xiwo calmed down the fluttering heart, and said softly: "It stinks."

"Okay, I won't smoke in the future. I'm just bored. I've run out of mints. I'll go back to school tomorrow and study hard."

The night was dark and windy, but the gentleness of bowing his head and the heat wave in his arms made his heart boil.