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When Hwaseong was very young, he knew that his mother, Ms. Peng Ying, was a wonderful woman, and he didn't know if it had something to do with Ms. Peng Ying's profession.

The people's teacher - Ms. Peng Ying can easily accept some new concepts, and the relationship with her son also pursues equality. Therefore, when Hwaseong said "I like men" bluntly to his mother for the first time, Hwaseong There is no psychological burden at all, and there is no fluctuation in the heart.

Ms. Peng Ying also lived up to Hwaseong's expectations. She was panicked, but in a panic, she comforted Hwaseong and told him not to be afraid. Then she seriously brought a lot of professional books at home and abroad to Hwaseong, and told Hwaseong, this is normal, and he just took care of Hwaseong's father who had been shocked for a long time by himself.

Therefore, when she heard that Huacheng, who is not very good at dating classmates, went to have breakfast with a certain classmate, Ms. Peng Ying immediately thought wrongly, and the first thing she wanted to ask was: "Is he handsome?"

"..." Huacheng was almost speechless, and could only say, "It's not what you think—by the way, Mom, how old am I?"

"Huh? I'll be seventeen in a few months, Hua Xiaocheng, I still have to remember my age." Ms. Peng Ying flicked her son, who has no memory, on the forehead.

Hwaseong raised his head back cooperatively, looked at his mother, and bent the corner of his mouth mysteriously.

As an experienced people's teacher, Peng Ying clearly understands the bad ideas in the minds of these little kids, and immediately understood the meaning of Huacheng dialect, and retorted: "Hey, no, Huachengcheng, don't be shy. You are still young, you know that with your personality and not going out, I am worried that you will not be able to find a partner... You know how difficult it is to find you!"

Huacheng raised his eyebrows: "What's my father's personality?"

"Was my dad a prostitute when he was young?"

"..." Ms. Peng Ying thought about her husband's virtues, and suddenly a lot of "reasons" were blocked in her voice, "If it weren't for me, your father... he would have died alone, don't you believe it?" No?"

Hwaseong also knows what the beautiful woman in front of him is thinking about all day long. Isn't she just hoping that his son can find more classmates to play with? He doesn't fit in by himself.

But Hwaseong knew that it wasn't that he was not good at making friends, but he just didn't want to be troubled and didn't like to be lively, so Hwaseong sent his mother upstairs while he was going to wash the dishes.

He understands that his own matter is more difficult than heterosexuality, but he can't force everything, and he is like a mirror in his heart.

The winter vacation was very short, after that, Hwaseong was in the hotel, and he didn't see Li Fan again, saying that seeing him at the beginning of school meant seeing him at the beginning of school, just like he said three days off was three days off.

The cold wind blows through the country and takes away a few fallen leaves. After the Spring Festival, the bustling school starts.

There is a rather important event in the new semester, which is Lei Fengyue's big charity sale. Many classes start preparing from the beginning of the school year. The charity sale can be organized by class or school club.

Due to the heavy and complicated work at the start of school, plus the sudden "Ten School Joint Examination" in early April and the regular monthly school examination at the end of April, the school suppressed all campus activities, and it should be held at the "Lei Fengyue" charity sale The event has also been pushed to May.

The charity bazaar in No. [-] Middle School of City A has a tradition that is not clearly recorded but tacitly accepted, that is: the school’s photography club will sell photos of beauties every year. The beauties are not beauties in the entertainment circle, but beauties produced and sold by the school itself. .

According to the discussions and some votes in the major campus forums, the photography society selects five recognized beauties in the school every year, and then specially invites to take artistic photos. The artistic photos are 10 pieces, and all original and non-original electronic versions or Negatives, very conscientious, only sell for 20 RMB each.

In addition, the photography club will also provide some street photos or snapshots of beauties on campus. This project grants portrait rights by default on campus. There is only one copy of each photo in the world, and it will only be sold out.

On the day of the charity sale, all the teachers and students in the entire campus were free. They walked around wherever they wanted, and they ran wild like "beasts" who had been trapped for a long time.

Like Li Fan, he had already run away early in the morning.

The bazaar is on the overhead floor downstairs of the classroom. Huacheng didn't want to go shopping very much, and the teaching building was a bit noisy. Huacheng took a look at the empty classroom and was going to stroll back to the dormitory to stay and read some extracurricular books.

When he went downstairs and passed the charity sale point of the photography club, Huacheng saw a large group of people... men were all gathered around a certain row of tables, and he didn't know why, so he glanced there casually.

Unexpectedly, through the rare gap on the side of the "seller", he saw a very familiar figure with sharp eyes.

It was a photo that didn't seem to be very popular. Because of the rummaging of the "customers", half of the photo was hanging outside, and it was about to be squeezed off the table that was put together as a stall.

Huacheng paused, then he walked over and stretched out his hand to pull out the photo.

The photo was taken next to the bookshelf in the school library. In the photo, Li Fan is handing a book to a girl. The photo shows the profile faces of the two. Li Fan smiles brightly, but the girl looks a little shy .

No wonder no one has bought it yet. The people who come here to see it are all boys, who just come here to buy or admire the photos of beautiful women. Naturally, they don’t want a third party of the same sex to appear in the photos. Attractive, it would be masochistic to buy it back.

Hwaseong squeezed in again, and asked the stallkeeper of the photography agency: "How do you sell this photo?"

In fact, there is a transparent plastic box in front of the stall, and the collection of money depends on self-consciousness, because under normal circumstances, the compatriots in the school will have a certain understanding of this tradition. He responded right away, with enthusiasm.

The staff in front of the stall: "You are taking a photo of life, 10 yuan a piece, and the art photo here is 20 yuan, you are free to choose!"

Hwaseong nodded. He hadn't participated in the school's charity sale very much, and he didn't know the details of the charity sale. He glanced at the slogan next to him and asked, "There is only one copy of each photo?"

"Yes, I guarantee that what you get is unique in the world, and you don't have to think about it any more. It is very valuable for collection, and it's safe for all ages."

After listening, Hwaseong took out ten yuan from his pocket, and without further ado, took the photo away.

He returned to the dormitory, cut out the beauty in the photo, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can. Then, he took out a dark blue notebook from the bookshelf and put the remaining half of the photo in it.

As for ordinary notebooks, there are no locks. I don't know if he is afraid that others will accidentally open them, or maybe deep down in his heart, he hopes to be opened by others.

Li Fan wandered around the bazaar. After shopping all morning, he first bought a bowl of Malatang at the stall of a certain class, and ate it while shopping.

When visiting the game area, Li Fan played some childish games such as pinching glass beads and sticking noses for the blind by inserting coins.

When he was getting dizzy from shopping, Li Fan just found a chair to sit on. After finding out that it was the territory of the art club of the school, he slumped there by the way and asked someone from the art club to draw him a rather beautiful picture for 50 yuan. The poetic "Ge You lying down".

It wasn't until someone drove him out with a new business that he took the portrait, and then he remembered that he wanted to show it to Hwaseong, who refused to hang out with him in the classroom, so he lazily strolled back to the classroom.

When I returned to the classroom, I found that Huacheng had gone nowhere. There was only Xu Meng, whose curly hair was blown up, sitting in the classroom. He didn't know what he was doing.

Ruzi can't be taught, the whole class went to play, and he studies so seriously in the classroom alone?When Li Fan thought of this, he wanted to scare him, and by the way showed mercy and dragged him down to play.

However, when he tiptoed to Xu Meng's seat, he was frightened first.

What is this?

Li Fan suddenly said behind Xu Meng: "Xu Meng! You're staying here, right? You've collected everything? Awesome!"

Xu Meng was startled by the sudden sound, and almost his whole body was shaken. Before he could realize who it was, his hands moved first. The photos were put away and stuffed in a drawer.

Although the hands were shaking a little, it didn't affect the speed of the movement at all.

Li Fan: "..."

Being so flustered and not generous, there must be something tricky. At first, Li Fan looked at the 10 photos of Ye Xihe on Xu Meng's desk, and thought that Xu Meng was simply admiring the beauty of super flowers, but seeing the reaction of this fried hair, It might not be so simple.

Although Li Fan has never been in a relationship, he has never eaten pork. He must have seen pigs run away. Besides, he has always been a love mentor for brothers and sisters, so he immediately understood.

At this time, Xu Meng, who saw clearly that it was Li Fan, seemed relieved. He hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I...well."

Oh, it's really a squat.

However, Li Fan suppressed the words that he wanted to blurt out and cared about the emotional life of his classmates, and thought of the other side first.

"No, it costs 200 yuan, Xu Meng, you are crazy, do you still have living expenses?" Li Fan stretched out his hand a little venting his anger, and rubbed Xu Meng's messy hair into a bird nest.

In this class, maybe he is the one who knows Xu Meng best. At first, it was because Li Fan was "recruiting" everyone. friend.

Later, Xu Meng, who had no friends, really regarded him as a good friend.

So he knew that Xu Meng's family was actually in a bad financial situation. His father was a drunkard and a gambler. Only his mother went out to do small jobs and still owed debts. Xu Meng was alone. For a black worker with pitifully little money, the living expenses for a week are only a few tens of dollars, and every cent has to be split and used.

Xu Meng shrank his head to the side, avoiding Li Fan's very destructive palm, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "I'm working part-time, so it's enough."

"If you don't remember enough, ask me if you know, you are so short-sighted!" Li Fan let go of Xu Meng's hair, and with his long legs, sat down on Xu Meng's deskmate without using his hands. He thought for a while, and saw Looking at Xu Meng's horrible hairstyle, he said, "You really like her, have you ever told me?"

Xu Meng didn't expect that he would suddenly ask this question so directly, he was obviously stunned, his ears turned red, he raised his eyes to look at Li Fan, then lowered his head desolately, and said bitterly: "... I actually said this before, but she doesn't like me."

After he finished speaking, he quickly continued: "But it doesn't matter."

Li Fan accidentally broke someone's mind, and this person is quite special. Li Fan didn't want to talk about other routines because he knew it would be useless.

He knows Xu Meng very well. Don't look at this person who is usually blank. In fact, Nerrit is stubborn. If you ask him to give up, you may have to wait until he doesn't like him at all. He will definitely think that he likes a person and that person. It doesn't matter a dime.

He also knows Ye Xihe a little bit, Ye Xihe is a straightforward person, and he doesn't even bother to say a word to people he doesn't like.

Therefore, Li Fan didn't know what to say for a while.

After being relatively silent for a while, Xu Meng finally spoke in a low voice, and he asked, "You...before, that, that, Ye Xihe came to the classroom to look for you before, yes, yes..."

"Hey, don't think too much," Li Fan knew it was not a "good thing" when he stammered, and quickly explained: "She came to me simply because she wanted me to do an unimportant favor."

As for what is busy, it is better not to tell you.

Xu Meng let out an "oh" and stopped talking again.

At that time, Li Fan handed over the love letter to Ye Xihe, purely for the convenience of others, recalling this incident, he suddenly felt that "Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror - he is not a person inside and out".

What the hell are you talking about? Xu Meng likes Ye Xihe, but Ye Xihe doesn’t like Xu Meng; Is it the perfect tragedy?

He suddenly thought of that day, Huacheng seemed to say that he had someone he liked...

Li Fan's mood became more irritable for some reason, and he tapped the table with his index finger repeatedly.

Wait, if Ye Xihe can fall in love with Xu Meng, she won't like Hwaseong. If she doesn't like Hwaseong, she won't be sad, and Xu Meng can be happy. Then, Hwaseong will be out of this tragedy circle , all are happy.

Thinking of this, he solemnly patted Xu Meng on the shoulder and said firmly, "Brother, I will help you."

Xu Meng was a little unexpected about the direction of the plot, he stopped stuttering immediately, and hurriedly said: "Don't mess around, don't bother her, I know it."

You have several ghosts, just be stubborn!Having figured it out, Li Fan was refreshed. With a smile, he stretched out his hands to straighten Xu Meng's curly hair very amiably. Looking into Xu Meng's frightened eyes, he said kindly, "Don't be afraid, don't mess around. Don't bother her, don't worry."

If I don't bother her, I'll find her, drink tea, and chat.