the sky is sugar

He Yancheng heard what they said, but he didn't wait for the drink to splash on his head. He raised his head and found that Jiang Lin's dark brown hair, fair face and neck, and blue and white school uniform with short sleeves and chest were all wet. .

It turned out that Jiang Lin didn't listen to Zhao Qi, but opened the drink and poured it all on his head.

The tip of his hair was still dripping with drink, and the drink on his face flowed down his neck and into his clothes.

He Yancheng stood up suddenly, Jiang Lin immediately grabbed his arm, and said in a neither high nor low voice, "Don't be impulsive."

"Is there any paper? I want to wipe it off. Class will start soon." Jiang Lin suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

Zhao Qi glanced at Jiang Lin with contempt, and cursed: "What a fucking piece of shit! It's so boring!" Then he swaggered back to his class.

He Yancheng really wanted to go over and kick that disgusting thing in the head, but Jiang Lin pulled him.

"Is there?" Jiang Lin asked again patiently.

"What's the matter!" He Yancheng looked down upon his cowardice and said impatiently.

"Paper!" Jiang Lin laughed.

He Yancheng glared at him, and angrily sat on the seat with his arms folded. He really didn't understand how Jiang Lin could still laugh.

"I have paper, let's wipe it first." The female student sitting in front turned around and handed Jiang Lin a pack of paper.

He took the paper with a smile and said, "Thank you."

At this moment, He Yancheng felt that Jiang Lin was a timid coward, not like a man at all, so he felt ashamed to be at the same table with such a person for a moment.

So for a whole week, he didn't speak a word to Jiang Lin.

Both of them were busy running outside as soon as school was over.

He Yancheng was busy going home to play games, and Jiang Lin was busy going to the booth to help his father.

In the first two days, Jiang Lin would take the initiative to talk to He Yancheng, but he didn't talk to He Yancheng again after he turned his back several times to himself.

But it touches every now and then to go to the penalty station.

He Yancheng found that the students in this class seemed to be relatively indifferent and timid, and when they saw their classmates being bullied, they all pretended that they didn't care about it, even worse than his classmates in the previous school.

At least the students in the previous class were relatively united, and they would not sit idly by when people from other classes came to bully the students in their own class.

What kind of broken school is this, He Yancheng scolded in his heart.

Another English class, Jiang Lin was kicked out by the teacher and punished to stand again because he couldn't answer the question.

This time, for the first time, He Yancheng was also punished by the teacher to stand.

That was the first time the two teenagers were punished to stand together.

As for He Yancheng, who was punished to stand for the first time at such a young age, it was because he forgot to turn on silent during class and his phone rang.

10 minutes passed and no one said a word.

He Yancheng suddenly remembered that Jiang Lin usually talks a lot. Seeing that he often chatted non-stop with the classmates who were punished to stand together, and often fought with girls after class, why did he stand still for so long now without talking? .

Sure enough, after 2 minutes, Jiang Lin spoke.

"Why did you come out?" Jiang Lin tilted his head and asked.

He Yancheng glanced at him, touched his nose and replied: "The phone is ringing."

"Oh."

Silence fell into a deathly silence again.

"Why didn't you beat that Zhao Qi that day." He Yancheng squinted at him.

Jiang Lin shrugged and smiled indifferently: "I'm used to it, there's no need."

For some reason, He Yancheng felt very upset after hearing this, very upset.

He even wanted to beat Jiang Lin hard and tell him that if he was a man, he should fight back against those who bullied him.

"Because of your father?"

Jiang Lin looked at He Yancheng in surprise, then lowered his head to look at the shoelace and gave a soft "hmm".

In fact, He Yancheng wasn't sure either, he just suddenly remembered that Zhao Qi seemed to have mentioned that Jiang Lin's father was a vendor.

"What does your father have to do with him bullying you?" He Yancheng walked closer to Jiang Lin and lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

He had a vague feeling that he had misunderstood Jiang Lin.

"My dad often sets up stalls at the gate of my school. Zhao Qi used to be in the same class as me in junior high school. He knew that my dad was setting up stalls, so he always asked me to copy homework for him. If I refused or resisted, he asked him to go outside. My brother from the society makes trouble for my dad, so I usually ignore him, anyway, just bear with it." Jiang Lin smiled pretendingly and relaxed after speaking.

After hearing these words, He Yancheng felt a little guilt in his heart. It turned out that he was not cowardly, but a strong and responsible man.

Because for a family like Jiang Lin's, using violence for a moment's pleasure will only bring more trouble or even disaster to the family and themselves, so no matter how angry or wronged they are, they can only swallow it and endure it.

Jiang Lin thought that this kind of thing would certainly not be experienced or understood by a rich second generation like He Yancheng.

Although I don't know him well, it's not difficult to guess from his appearance, temperament and speech that He Yancheng is either rich or expensive.

In fact, it was mainly because Jiang Lin had seen the pair of shoes on his feet when he passed by the mall before, and they cost several thousand, and his schoolbag also cost several thousand.

Most of the students in their school are small businesses at home, or ordinary people who work in the working class or state units. There are a few who wear such expensive shoes and carry such expensive schoolbags, and almost none.

So they were not indifferent to Jiang Lin being bullied, but they didn't dare to take care of it. In addition, Jiang Lin was either studying or helping his father when he was not in class, and rarely interacted with his classmates.

"For the sake of being my tablemate, if he bullies you again in the future, I'll find another reason to beat him up." He Yancheng said sternly, "Anyway, I'm not afraid of him, and I don't have anything to do with him. Threatening, it just so happens that I hate the kind of people who take pleasure in bullying others, Young Master Ben."

Although He Yancheng used to fight with others at school, they were all provoked by the other party first. He really never took the initiative to bully others.

He just looks fierce on the surface and is not easy to get along with, but he is actually a soft-hearted, funny and warm-hearted boy.

Because he has never had any particularly good friends in the true sense, so he has always been lonely in his heart. He Yancheng feels that Jiang Lin is different from those people he used to hang out with.

He is really working hard in life, even though it is so difficult, he is still sunny, optimistic and positive.

Jiang Lin was overjoyed when he heard his words, and grinned with white teeth: "Hahahaha, that's not the case, but I thank you first, my deskmate."

But he was somewhat touched in his heart, even though he thought He Yancheng's words were just casual talk.

Because since childhood, He Yancheng was the first and only one who said he wanted to fight for Jiang Lin.

He Yancheng was already handsome, the kind of handsome who was blatant and extravagant, but now Jiang Lin felt that he seemed even more handsome.

"What's wrong? Could it be that you are too moved to fall in love with me?" He Yancheng leaned over and looked at Jiang Lin with a smile.

At this moment, two handsome teenagers were laughing and the other was in a daze, the tip of their noses was only a fist away.

"Jingle bell bell..."

get out of class has ended.

He Yancheng turned around and entered the classroom, while Jiang Lin was still standing there in a daze.

Being so close just now, Jiang Lin's heart beat really fast, and he felt that something was wrong with him.

From that day on, the relationship between the two began to ease, and they gradually became friends. They often ate together and played together. The friendship between boys is always simple and straightforward.

Zhao Qi did not come to him for a long time.

He Yancheng, who is not good at Jiang Lin's studies, will also help explain to him. Although he still doesn't understand most of them, He Yancheng thinks that he is good at everything else, but his studies are really bad and there is no cure.

So later, every time Jiang Lin was punished to stand, He Yancheng felt that it was boring to be alone, and he would be able to read what the teacher said, so he deliberately made some small moves and was kicked out by the teacher to stand for punishment.

The two were often punished to run on the playground because they were still laughing and joking when they were punished outside.

"Hey, what should I do if I continue my studies like this!" Jiang Lin fell down tiredly on the lawn on the playground and said out of breath, looking at the sky.

"Study? Hehe, give up, because even a great student like me can't save you." He Yancheng lay beside him with his tired chest heaving up and down, with one arm under his head and turned his face to look at Jiang Lin.

He watched his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and couldn't help swallowing.

Small beads of sweat ooze from Jiang Lin's forehead, and the fluffy eyelashes are also a little moist. A few strands of dark brown hair stick to the forehead. Also a little red.

"Do you have a girl you like?" He Yancheng turned his face to look at the sky, blinking his eyes once and for all.

Jiang Lin was taken aback by his sudden question, thought for a while, and said, "No."

"What about you?" Jiang Lin turned to ask him.

He Yancheng looked at him, his eyes brightened with a smile, "Me neither."

I don't like girls, He Yancheng thought to himself.

"No way! Why don't I really believe it! Young Master He looks like that kind of prodigal son!" Jiang Lin looked at him with raised eyebrows and smiled, "What did you say? But, not even a leaf? Hahaha, that’s it.”

He Yancheng looked at him, and also followed with a hahaha laugh and said triumphantly: "That is, after all, he is handsome and has a good figure! It is estimated that not only girls, but also boys can't resist the charm of my young master!"

Jiang Lin smiled and thought in his heart: Yes!Indeed, boys can't resist your charm.

After school in the afternoon, He Yancheng was still sleeping on the table, Jiang Lin picked up his schoolbag and pushed his shoulder, "He Yancheng got up, left, go home and sleep again."

"Ah? get out of class is over so soon." He Yancheng rubbed his eyes and said in a daze, "Sleeping in the self-study class is really good." He stood up and stretched.

Jiang Lin handed over the other schoolbags and said, "Let's go."

"Yes." He Yancheng took the schoolbag and put it on his left shoulder, "I'll go with you to help your dad today."

"Are you going?" Jiang Lin couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, what's wrong with me. I'm going to meet my godfather." He Yancheng scratched his hair, frowned and glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

Jiang Lin looked at his back in a daze for a long time, and suddenly laughed again. He ran over and put his arm around his neck, "Then you have to help your godfather wash the dishes later!"

"What?! This young master has never washed dishes at this age!" He Yancheng shouted.

"That's a good time to experience it, maybe you will like it."

"I don't wash."

"Then don't go."

"I'm going! But I don't do the dishes."

"Okay, okay, let's talk later."