Meet the scumbag Bai Yueguang

On the afternoon of the end of the college entrance examination, Mingying asked the three of them to come out to play together.In order to get into a good school, she was very depressed in her third year of high school, and soon after the holiday, she immediately became crazy.

Kong Qinghua wanted to play basketball, Fan Yao also wanted to play basketball, Du Mifan could play anything, and so did Ming Ying, as long as he was crazy.The Mingying Examination Campus was far away from the three of them, and it would take a while to come here, so the three of them went to the basketball court first.

They are all masters who play well, especially Fan Yao, who plays vigorously and beautifully. It's a good thing that he doesn't like to brag in front of the public, otherwise the suitors will probably line up from the classroom to the school gate.

Standing by the side, Du Mifan was drinking water while enjoying Fan Yao's beauty, when he saw Kong Qinghua's cell phone on the stool light up.Kong Qinghua went to the toilet to hold back his note, and forgot to bring his mobile phone. Du Mifan took a look for him, and the screen displayed a letter from his wife.

Du Bifan clicked on the text message with a sour tooth.

【I'm here, where are you guys? 】

Du Bifan tapped his phone and answered her. [You wait outside, I'll pick you up. 】

Mingying stood outside the stadium on a bicycle and looked around. Du Mifan looked at her pink raincoat and her bangs that were soaked by the rain, and said with a smile, "It's raining, why don't you take a ride."

Seeing that it was him who came out, Mingying hurriedly beckoned, locked the car somewhere, and said carelessly, "It's just a little drizzle, what a joke."

Du Mifan was very happy.

Mingying put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked towards the basketball court with a grin. After entering the gate of the stadium, she smiled and said, "I heard you did well in the exam?"

Du Bifan replied: "I heard you are too?"

Mingying patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm the one asking you!"

Du Bifan shook his head: "It's about the same as usual, I didn't perform exceptionally well."

Mingying naturally knew his usual grades, and praised him: "That's great, I heard that the science questions are difficult this time."

Du Bifan didn't think so: "It's okay."

Ming Ying began to slap him again with the eyes of "you really did well in the exam", so hard that Du Mifan's shoulder hurt.

As soon as the two reached the entrance of the basketball hall, they saw Fan Yao striding out with the basketball in his arms.Fan Yao has always disliked the style of school uniforms. For some reason, he put on school uniforms again today. Fan Yao saw the two of them stop: "I said why I didn't see you, so I went to pick up this guy."

Du Mifan was taken aback when he heard the words, before he had time to speak, Mingying yelled loudly: "Why, just think about it for a while? Fan Yao, you see men are really close. I was really wrong before. is you."

Du Bifan: "..."

She was so caught off guard that Du Mifan didn't react to stop her, and watched her finish speaking, her face was red and white, and she was almost inhumane. He pulled her clothes and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

Mingying girl, being pulled by him, her shoulder straps were almost exposed, she hurriedly reached out to protect her clothes, and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

Du Bifan hurriedly let go of her hand, and told her to shut up in a low voice.

While the two of them were chattering, Fan Yao stood by and watched. He looked coldly at Du Mifan's embarrassed look, lowered his eyes, turned around and walked back after being silent: "Your man has gone to the toilet and hasn't come out yet."

Mingying spread her hands, so why did you tell me to shut up?You can see that Fan Yao didn't bring any rebuttals, which means that what I said is the truth! "Constipation, he hasn't come out for so long." She muttered.

Fan Yao seemed to be in a bad mood, and raised his chin towards the toilet: "You can follow in and have a look."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Mingying was dissatisfied: "You are really getting worse and worse." After finishing speaking, he looked at Du Mifan and taught him, "Don't spoil him too much, the more you spoil a man, the worse you become. See if you are used to it..." What is it like.

Before she could finish her words, Du Bifan who rushed over quickly covered her mouth.

Du Mifan seemed to be really angry, and he didn't dare to look up at Fan Yao's expression. His face was as white as paper, quite ugly, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense, Fan Yao and I are simply friends."

Mingying's mouth was tightly covered, and she turned to look at Fan Yao when she heard the words.

His voice was actually very low, and no one could hear it except him and Mingying, but Fan Yao had been staring at him, and he could probably guess what he said to Mingying from his mouth shape and attitude.

Fan Yao made a "tsk" sound, his face was full of displeasure.

Du Mifan misunderstood what he was unhappy about, and hurriedly explained without raising his head when he heard his "tsk", "Don't be angry, she's just talking nonsense...".

"Clap" sound.

The basketball in Fan Yao's hand fell heavily to the ground.

Du Mifan raised his eyes subconsciously, Fan Yao looked at him intently, then lowered his eyes, slapped the basketball with his big palm on the ground several times, turned around and jumped with the ball, facing him at a distance of about ten meters. The long row of baskets in the distance threw it vigorously and made a random shot.

With a bang, the basketball circled one of the baskets and fell into the net.

The basketball landed again, bounced a few times and then rolled away along the clean ground. Fan Yao patted the dust on his hands and signaled to Mingying, "Go ahead."

"Oh." Fan Yao's ball was too aggressive, and Ming Ying was really afraid of him. Hearing this, she turned her head and looked at the pale-faced Du Bifan next to her. Realizing that the current situation was not suitable for her to participate, she trotted to chase the basketball. .

Fan Yao's eyes fell on Du Bifan, raised his slender arms, and pointed, "You, come out."

Du Mifan's face was expressionless, if you looked closely, you would find that he was trembling slightly.

Fan Yao glanced at his face, turned around and took the lead and strode out, walked out two steps and turned around, only to find that he was still standing where he was, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you hear?"

Du Bifan pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He moved his feet, lowered his head, walked over without saying a word, and followed him.

The two walked out of the gymnasium in silence, one in front of the other. The rain outside had lightened a lot, and Fan Yao turned into the quiet path on the right side of the gymnasium in the smoky drizzle.

There is someone around you who likes you very much, and puts flower petals in his notebook every day to express his love for you, but he does not fight for you at all, and even reacts strongly when others make fun of your relationship, lest you misunderstand that he likes you, and even sincerely hopes You are happy with others.

Ask you, are you moved?

Others don't know, Fan Yao is not moved at all.

This feeling of unmoved has been in my heart for more than a year. At the beginning, there was only a little bit of it, and then it accumulated more and more, and then he was suddenly moved, and this so-called "moved" became more and more uncomfortable.

At this time, it has reached its peak.

When Kong Qinghua came out of the toilet, he found that Mingying had already arrived and was practicing shooting with a basketball in his arms. He wondered, "Where are the two of them?"

Ming Ying pouted outside the basketball hall, teasing: "Let's go, Fan Yao looks quite angry."

Kong Qinghua heard her talk about the process, and was horrified: "You mean that Fan Beida has successfully conquered himself, and he really likes rice?"

Ming Ying whispered to him, "Obviously. Didn't you see how long Fan Yao's face was drawn when Mi Fan said they were just friends? I guess he had already taken a fancy to someone before, and he didn't say anything because he was worried about the college entrance examination. Now that the college entrance examination is over, Mi Fan has hit the bullet point."

Kong Qinghua: "..."

He opened his mouth exaggeratedly, just like he didn't realize that Du Mifan liked Fan Yao at the beginning, and now he also doesn't realize when Fan Yao has fallen in love with Du Mifan.

He leaned on his chin and thought to himself. He thought it was just an emotional entanglement between two ordinary high school students, but it turned out to be a peak duel between movie kings?One can act better than the other, and is good at disguising.

Grass!What kind of circuit is analyzed here, what kind of cell differentiation is pondered, and he hastened to debut and enter the entertainment circle!

Fan Yao walked ahead without saying a word, his clean white shoes left faint footprints on the wet asphalt road.Du Bifan lowered his head, his eyes just fell on his shoes, watching the white soles slowly turn gray, and finally soaked in dirty water.

Du Mifan watched for a while, then reached out and grabbed the arm of the person in front of him: "Fan Yao." He said.

Fan Yao stopped and looked back at him.

Du Mifan pointed to his feet: "Your shoes are dirty."

Fan Yao looked down at his shoes, looked away, turned around and left again.

Du Mifan called him again: "Fan Yao."

Fan Yao turned his head to look over.

Du Bifan didn't look at him, she was still looking at his shoes, and whispered: "I know you're angry, very angry, but I really don't like you, really..."

Fan Yao's face was very stinky, Du Mifan lowered his head, but he didn't see it, he was still talking, reasoning with him: "That's not what I said, it was Mingying's joke, right? Think about it, I How could it be possible to like you, we are good friends, no one would like you if I like you..."

Fan Yao: "..."

Du Bifan: "Don't take it to heart..."

Fan Yao felt that he could bear it, but he couldn't help it. He closed his eyes and said in a cool voice, "Can you shut up?"

Hearing this, Du Mifan raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head again, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Fan Yao looked at the disturbed person with his head down in front of him very sadly.

It was already afternoon, and the two of them didn't know how far they had traveled. When it was almost dusk, they passed by a park in the middle of the street. Fan Yao stopped at his feet, looked in along the water-dropped cypress trees, and raised his hand. He dragged people in.

There were very few people in the park, and a young couple walked by hand in hand, and then quickly went away. The surrounding was quiet, and occasionally a few sporadic bird calls sounded, and then the branches were slightly shaken, and a bird flew out of it, driving The remaining raindrops dripped from the branches and leaves, and a few drops fell on Du Bifan's eyes and cheeks. He raised his hand and gently wiped away those drops, his drooping eyes were full of helplessness.

Looked like he was about to cry.

Fan Yaoming knew that he wouldn't cry, but he couldn't go on. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, he lost his mind silently, and finally softened his heart. He didn't punish him with silence, and looked at the gazebo not far away: "Go and sit there." sit down."

It was already dark and it had just rained. He thought that there was no one in the gazebo, but before he got close, he heard voices coming from inside.Fan Yao stopped walking, turned around and pushed Du Mifan who was behind to go elsewhere: "Change place."

Du Bifan was as obedient as a quail, he did whatever he was asked to do, without any resistance.

Fan Yao pushed someone and sat down in another gazebo.

The park was cleaned, the air was quite fresh, and the sanitation was good. Du Mifan wiped out a clean place with a piece of paper and signaled Fan Yao to sit down, while he himself sat down on the stool next door, with a long distance between them.

Even though they have officially graduated after the college entrance examination, the two of them both wear short-sleeved school uniforms tacitly for some reason. Du Mifan's white school uniform with short-sleeved sleeves is washed clean, and it looks youthful on his emaciated body. The premise is that you ignore his almost A head about to hang to the ground.

Fan Yao rested his fingers on his lap and tapped twice: "Sitting so far away, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Du Bifan raised his head and glanced at him, the two eyes met, he turned away hurriedly, clasped his hands unconsciously, shook his head, and said softly like a mosquito: "No."

Fan Yao rested his chin on his right hand and looked at him: "Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Du Bifan amplified his voice and replied, "...No."

Fan Yao patted the seat next to him: "If you don't have one, sit down."

Du Bifan looked at his face, hesitated for a while, finally stood up, and slowly came to his side, hesitating for a while at a distance of half a step and one step away from him, cautiously He chose a step away, and just about to sit down, Fan Yao stretched out his hand and pulled vigorously, Du Mifan staggered and couldn't stand still, almost fell into his arms, scrambled to stabilize his figure, and sat down next to him.

Fan Yao raised his hand and rubbed his stupid hair carelessly.

Feeling distressed and helpless towards this person, he sighed slightly and asked, "Tell me, are you happy to come here with me?"

After Du Mifan entered this small pavilion, his face began to turn pale. He was pulled by Fan Yao just now, his heart was beating like a drum, and his whole face was steaming. Hearing this question, his face turned red It was like a monkey's butt, and after thinking about it, he replied, "Do you think I should be happy or not?"

Fan Yao's pocket is really the same as a treasure chest, it contains everything, he heard that he took out a handful of peanut candies and a red colored pen from his pocket, and spread it out for Du Mifan to see: "If you are happy with the answer, I will I will give you sweets and give you an autograph. If you are not happy with the answer..." Fan Yao tapped his head a few times, and said softly, "I will hit your nose with my fist, let me You cry all day."

Du Bifan: "..."

His eyes were black and bright, and there was light shining inside. Hearing this, his ears were red and he stretched out his hand: "Then I'm happy."

Fan Yao gave him the candy in satisfaction, and then opened the cap of his pen, looked at his school uniform, glanced at his school uniform for a while and raised his eyes: "Where to sign?"

Du Bifan pointed to the collar of his back conservatively: "Here." This is the position closest to his breathing without going too far.

Fan Yao's pen stopped in the air and did not sign. He thought for a while and asked, "I didn't wear a school uniform for the exam yesterday. Why do you wear it today? Are you waiting for my signature?"

Du Mifan scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and nodded: "Ah." He wanted to ask, what about you, and why are you wearing a school uniform.

Fan Yao gave him the answer directly, and he handed over the pen, pointing to the white patch on his heart: "You sign for me first."

Du Bifan looked at the white snow and did not write for a long time.

Fan Yao waited for a while, then raised his eyes: "Don't want to?"

Du Mifan shook his head like a rattle, almost bringing out a breeze, how could he not be willing, what he thought he could not ask for was suddenly sent to him by God, he was too willing, okay?

Du Mifan's eyes were stained red, and when he heard the words, he came back to his senses, and grabbed a pen with a pale face to sign for him.

This time his face turned pale because the surprise came too suddenly, and he couldn't digest it for a while.

Fan Yao was naked and short-sleeved, and Du Mifan was holding a pen to write on his heart. It felt very delicate, crispy, numb, and itchy, just like his current mood.

Du Mifan finished writing his name with shaking hands, and almost made a mistake.

Fortunately, Fan Yao didn't dislike him either. He lowered his head and looked, and found that it was indeed more beautiful than Tsinghua's lipstick. It's like signing on my chest with myself.

Fan Yao's handwriting is strong and powerful, and the words penetrate the back of the paper.Du Mifan's head was dizzy from his breathing on his face, and he was scratching his heart like this, which made it even more itchy. He couldn't help holding his hand, and smiled impatiently: "No way!" , it's too itchy."

Fan Yao was only halfway through writing, when he heard the words and looked at him, he thought for a while and took out the phone from his pocket, making a gesture to stuff it into his clothes.

Du Bifan pressed his hand, blushing: "...what are you doing?"

Fan Yao: "Put it on."

"...I'll do it." Du Bifan took his phone.

The phone still carried Fan Yao's body temperature, and being pressed on Du Mifan's chest at this time, he always felt inexplicably hot, and Du Mifan's heart was trembling because of the heat.

Fan Yao finished writing quickly, looked at it with satisfaction, and felt that his writing was excellent, so he put away the pen: "Keep it well, don't wash it off."

Du Bifan took the phone out of his clothes and handed it back to him: "Oh."

When Fan Yao picked up the phone, the two of them accidentally touched their fingers. They used to play a lot in the past, and there was a lot of natural contact during the fight, but it was never as exciting as this time.

Fan Yao thought about this wonderful feeling and looked at him sideways, while Du Mifan turned his head to look elsewhere with red ears.

What neither of them noticed was the figure hiding in the dark under the camphor tree behind who watched the whole process.