what is it like

The three words of high school students seem to be equivalent to hormones in a sense.

No longer pulling each other's braids or drawing a [-]-point line with a knife and pencil like in elementary school, and not pretending/forced to be a non-mainstream person like in junior high school. of catastrophe.

A bulky, featureless school uniform seems to have different tastes on different people.

Xu Yi is one, and so is Mo Heng.

However, red lips and white teeth seem to be inferior to being tall and handsome. Most girls like men who can bring them a sense of security. Xu Yi, who looks a little thin and more delicate than many girls, is quite good as a younger brother. Boyfriend, I'm afraid I still have to worry about whether the other party will be robbed...

After more than a month of school, the restlessness of the holiday gradually calmed down under the suppression of the teachers of various subjects.

Hu Ling, the representative of the Chinese class who wears her school uniform every day with a delicate taste, is collecting her homework. When she walks past Xu Yi, a gust of fragrant wind blows by, without stopping for a moment.

Xu Yi rubbed his nose, he had some signs of getting rhinitis recently, smelling the perfume on Hu Ling's body, he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

"Mo Heng, have you handed in your Chinese homework yet?" Hu Ling's voice was very sweet, and her posture of bending slightly to ask was very moving, but Mo Heng's gaze was always on Xu Yi in the front row.

He replied indifferently, "I handed it in." After speaking, he got up and walked to Xu Yi with a tissue.

This kind of scene of chatting with Mo Heng in the name of collecting homework was repeated several times a day, and there were even people from other classes who came here admiringly, crowded at the door of the classroom of Class [-] to secretly look at it.

It was overwhelming for the girl to take the initiative, but Mo Heng was a surprise.

"Did you suffer from rhinitis?" Mo Heng leaned over, his tall figure almost enveloped Xu Yi from the side.

Xu Yi sniffled, he suddenly felt that Mo Heng's body smelled very good, he didn't know what brand of body wash the other party was using, it had a faint mint fragrance, very refreshing.

"Well, I feel uncomfortable when I want to sneeze but I can't." Mo Heng heard the muffled voice, and felt like a little puppy acting like a spoiled child.

Before he had time to think about it, Xu Yi sneezed one after another.

Frantically, he took the tissue from Mo Heng's hand, and with a 'snap' sound, Xu Yi finished wiping his nose, and thanked Mo Heng with a smile on his red nose.

The break time between three and four classes in the afternoon is the longest, and the fourth class is usually self-study, and it is already [-]:[-] p.m. after class.

Boys in this age group are prone to hunger, and they often go straight to the school cafeteria after the third class, regardless of whether it is crispy noodles for [-] cents or beef noodles for [-] yuan, grab a seat to fill their stomachs.

Xu Yi was also hungry, and he couldn't bear the slightest grievance when it came to filling his stomach, especially when he was in high school, although he didn't grow tall, his appetite grew a lot.

The beef noodles in Lincheng No. [-] Middle School are delicious, but you can't get them every time. In the third grade, a group of tall and burly people stand in front of them. People pushed them out, and sometimes they would settle for crispy noodles or junk food, and Mo Heng frowned.

In the end, he simply accompanied Xu Yi to the cafeteria for extra meals after the third class every afternoon, occupying a seat alone and buying food alone, and whoever bought the food could tell at a glance.

Xu Yi has always felt that buying food depends on his aura. This thing is very mysterious. He can't squeeze in. It's easy to change to Mo Heng. He doesn't rule out the advantage of height, but no matter whether he comes early or late, Mo Heng can always He quickly stood at the front, and after the chef below and the aunt who mixed the noodles got acquainted with Mo Heng's face, the noodles and sauce were full.

"I'm full, I can finally stick to one more session of self-study." Xu Yi patted his stomach with a satisfied expression.

Mo Heng ate with incomparable elegance. Seeing that Xu Yi's lips were still shining with spicy soy sauce, he handed over a tissue and said, "Wipe your mouth."

"Oh..." Xu Yi wiped his mouth obediently, Mo Heng really looked more like his mother than his mother, from washing socks and underwear to getting up in the morning and going to bed at night, he would watch him do every detail.

However, surprisingly, he didn't feel disgusted, and Xu Yi's mouth, which was covered with a tissue, curled into an arc.

The two walked into the teaching building side by side. The classrooms of the first grade were all on the first floor. Class one was facing the teaching and research group of the first grade. Compared with the other classes, after class, it was like a prison. Quite a lot.

Mo Heng retreated and opened the back door of the classroom, and walked in first.

Not being noisy doesn't mean not playing games unique to that age group. Girls attacking breasts and boys' size comparisons seem to be a curiosity unique to the growth and development period in high school.

Mo Heng looked at the hand on his lower body expressionlessly, but his whole body was exuding cold air.

"Fuck, who's so big?!" Lu Jun yelled, and the people around were silent. He raised his head and saw, I went, and he actually plucked the hair on the tiger's head. Lu Jun retracted his hand pretending to be calm, embarrassed He said with a smile, "Brother Heng, accidental accident."

Mo Heng is not as old as Lu Jun, and he is called Brother Heng because Lu Jun accidentally discovered that Mo Heng can play basketball, and he is good at basketball.

Friendship and admiration among boys in this age group is very simple, just play a few times, play a few games, no matter how bad you are, if you have a second-year illness, you have a disagreement and have a fight. It's good to be able to hook shoulders and shoulders.

This game between boys is very pornographic, especially when Lu Jun yelled it out loudly.

The girls sitting in the classroom were both contemptuous and shy. They sat in their seats reservedly, and the bolder ones stared bitterly for a few times, in exchange for the boys' giggling laughter.

Xu Yi looked at Mo Heng's smiling expression, and tugged on Mo Heng's clothes. This tugging broke the awkward situation.

Mo Heng didn't do anything to Lu Jun, he took a glance and then sat back in his seat. Lu Jun shrugged his shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief, scaring me to death.

Lu Jun is a bold person with a good personality and likes to show loyalty, but he is a bit noisy.

Seeing that he had resolved the crisis, he leaned over with a playful smile, "Brother Heng, Xu Yi, let's play basketball together in physical education class tomorrow afternoon."

Mo Heng nodded, Xu Yi also smiled and agreed, this made Lu Jun even more embarrassed, he approached Mo Heng and whispered, "Brother Heng, why is yours so big? Do you have any secrets?"

Lu Jun's low-pitched voice was of no use at all. Xu Yi, who was four rows away, could hear clearly. He just drank the water in his mouth and sprayed all over the ceiling. I don't know whether it was from choking or embarrassment, and the ears of several girls around were also red.

"Natural." Mo Heng took out his math book and said casually.

Lu Hui oh oh' replied twice, he felt a little cold behind his back, but Brother Heng didn't hit him, it should be... all right.

The author has something to say: The ratio of breast size to size is probably a high school custom...

However, the stupid author has flat chest and no balls, so the crowd watched it ╮(╯▽╰)╭