Six one

Jing Xin found out that he fell in love with Du Yuebin, and he thought this was probably the charm of bamboo horses.

But he didn't dare to confess, and he didn't dare to have any doubts. After all, they were both male biologically. He couldn't tell if Du Yuebin would feel disgusted if he knew what he was thinking.

The days are sparse and ordinary, Du Yuebin is becoming more and more like a young poplar, and Jing Xin has matured a lot, her facial features have grown with the fading of baby fat, and she is actually very beautiful.

This is the third year of high school.

Jing Xin is not as good as Du Yuebin's general academic performance. If he wants to pass the general college entrance examination, he will definitely not be able to go to the A University that Du Yuebin is planning to apply for.

So he chose the art test as soon as he was in his third year of high school, and planned to apply for the Academy of Fine Arts of University A.

Jing Xin is quite talented in painting, and Du Yuebin's mother also helped him point out oil paintings, and she is also full of confidence in him.

But after all, the competition is fierce. In order to maintain the touch, he had to spend a lot of time in the studio.

One day in the twelfth lunar month of winter, Jing Xin didn't go to class because of the upcoming art test, so she asked the school for leave in advance, and went to the studio to draw a sketch with her drawing board.

It's still warm in the studio, but it's just okay.

He moved his fingers that were a little red and swollen from the cold, and couldn't help grinning.

The terminal circulation of his body is not good, and his hand script is always cold, so he is even more afraid of winter.

The teacher from the studio came over and helped him arrange some still lifes, and then went to see the situation of other students.

Jing Xin rubbed his hands, and suddenly remembered a small hand warmer that Du Yuebin stuffed into his bag yesterday, and he hurriedly opened it to warm his hands.

The studio was very quiet, only the sounds of students writing and the occasional sound of walking and guidance from the teacher.

Jing Xin made a shape on the sketch paper, and then gradually deepened the characterization. It didn't take long to draw the little finger of his right hand on the drawing paper, which was covered with lead black. He took the plastic rubber that Du Yuebin bought for him and stuck it on for a while, and then continued painting.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jing Xin had been in the studio for ten hours, and basically couldn't continue painting.

He packed up his tools, carried the drawing board on his back and reported the situation to the teacher.

He had just made a reservation with his teacher to come to the studio the day after tomorrow, when he heard someone calling him from behind: "Xiao Xin."

Jing Xin was so familiar with this voice, who could it be if it wasn't Du Yuebin?

Jing Xin hurriedly turned around to say hello to Du Yuebin, then turned his head and finished speaking with the teacher, ran over in two or three steps and hugged Du Yuebin's shoulders, bending Du Yuebin's body, and asked excitedly: "Why are you here? "

Du Yuebin stuffed the hot milk tea in Jing Xin's hand, then bent over according to his movements, and said with a smile, "It's just after school, so I stopped by to see you."

"Hey! Xueba is different, he still has time to think about me!" Jing Xin said.

Du Yuebin replied to him: "Then I won't come anymore."

"Don't, if you don't come, who will bring me milk tea!" Jing Xin was naturally sweet in her heart, it was just an unintentional joke.

"Oh." Du Yuebin nodded, "Then I'd better come, so that you won't be lonely when you go home alone."

Jing Xin chuckled a few times, feeling her palms were warm.

The two people went home in the same direction. When passing by the snack street, Jing Xin felt the roundworm in his stomach screaming again, so he hurriedly dragged Du Yuebin into it.

Du Yuebin frowned and looked at him, but he didn't stop him, he just said: "Choose one that is cleaner!"

Unlike Du Yuebin, Jing Xin didn't pay that much attention, but he still chose a shop that looked good so as not to leave Du Yuebin angry.

"What do you need?" said the waiter.

Jing Xin looked at the menu and found that everything looked delicious. After hesitating again and again, he said, "One serving of dry fried beef and one serving of rice rolls."

The dry fried beef river is for himself, and the rice rolls are for Du Yuebin.

The waiter wrote it down and asked again: "Is there anything else I need?"

"Then let's have two more bottles of soda. Orange flavored." Jing Xin said.

"Okay, then I place an order!"

"Row."

"Wait," Du Yuebin suddenly stopped the waiter who was about to leave, "Please don't put green onions in the fried beef."

The waiter hurriedly wrote it down and replied, "Okay, is there any question?"

"No, thank you." Du Yuebin said.

Jing Xin was so careless that he didn't think about Cong at all. When Du Yuebin mentioned it, he suddenly realized, and thanked Du Yuebin again.

It's not that he can't eat, it's just that he doesn't like to eat, and sometimes he forgets to order food by himself.

He looked at Du Yuebin and thought for a while, and suddenly found that every time he went out with Du Yuebin, the food in front of him was always empty.

Du Yuebin sat very straight, he was fascinated by Jing Xin's red nose, Jing Xin felt that if he continued to look at it, he would not be able to help kissing him, so he took the initiative to say, "Would you like to see what I drew today? ?”

Du Yuebin came back to his senses, immediately bent his eyes and smiled, and said softly: "Well, I want to see it."

After a while, the art test was over, and Jing Xin felt that she was doing well in painting, so she began to work hard for the culture class.

Du Yuebin's grades have always been excellent, and it doesn't take much to help Jing Xin make up lessons, so the two huddled together every night for self-study, Du Yuebin whispered to him, and Jing Xin listened carefully.

At the end of May, Jing Xin's grades had already reached the first-line level, and basically there was no problem in A major.

Originally, Jingxin wanted to show Du Yuebin the teacher's comments to him, but Du Yuebin suddenly went home early that day. He sent a message to Du Yuebin, and Du Yuebin replied after a while: My mother has something to do temporarily, let me represent her Went to elementary school to see my sister perform.

Jing Xin read the message and felt a little angry. He really didn't like "June [-]st" very much.

In this way, the two passed the college entrance examination without incident and entered the university together.