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Tao Zitao led the way in a daze, and walked quickly. Not long after class was over, many people around him passed him by.But he caught Shi Chengye's one amidst the noisy and chaotic footsteps.

After the get out of class bell rang, the teaching building was relatively deserted. He absent-mindedly found a random classroom and got in, and pretended to grope for a long time in the desk hole closest to him.

Tao Zitao, who had reacted, probably knew that Zhou Wangshu and Shi Chengye were working together, but he hadn't figured out how to deal with Shi Chengye yet. He knew that there was nothing in the table hole, so he touched the table hole inside and out. all over.

But the eyes didn't glance down at all because of the ecstasy.

On the ground, he really felt something in the hell, it was a furry touch.

Tao Zitao was so frightened that she jumped up like a spring, and slammed her palm heavily on the chair behind her.

He was in so much pain that he nearly fell into tears.

When Shi Chengye, who was quietly waiting at the back door, heard the loud noise, his expression changed, and he rushed in irritatedly.

As soon as he came in, he saw Tao Zitao holding his hands and blowing air-conditioning, his eyes were still a little physiologically red, and he could see that he had bumped into something.

Shi Chengye frowned, and looked down at Tao Zitao's wound seriously.Fortunately, it is not particularly red, but it is probably quite painful. "

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Tao Zitao sniffed, holding back the tears she was about to shed, and looked up aggrieved: "I hit the chair, it hurts so much."

Shi Chengye seriously doubts that Tao Zitao has never experienced a voice change period.

Otherwise... otherwise, how could his voice be so soft, especially now, with a little nasal sound.

Shi Chengye involuntarily placed his hand on the back of the chair that Tao Zitao had just bumped into. He lowered his eyes, and the place Tao Zitao hit with his hand seemed to be getting more and more red.

It was an eyesore just looking at it, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Probably because the pain paralyzed the nerves, Tao Zitao inexplicably felt that the person in front of him was very close, so he nodded: "It hurts."

Shi Chengye anxiously tapped the back of the chair with his fingers. He wanted to help Tao Zitao rub his palms, but he was afraid that Tao Zitao would be scared away by him again.

So, he pointed to the back of the chair under his hand expressionlessly, and asked, "Is it it?"

"what!?"

"Did it hit you?"

Tao Zitao hesitated for a moment, and then said "hmm" in an unclear situation. ——Actually, it’s not right to say that, it should be said that it was the chair he hit.

Shi Chengye also nodded slowly, and made a move that Tao Zitao never expected in eight lifetimes.

—He thumped the chair a few times with his fist.

The effect of force is mutual, the chair didn't hurt, but his knuckles turned red.

But he shook it indifferently, his face remained unchanged, and he said nonsensically: "I avenged you."

Seeing that Tao Zitao ignored him, he repeated again: "I will avenge you."

It's just that the voice this time is much lower than before, and it sounds less confident.

Tao Zitao blinked his eyes with difficulty, he found that as long as he stayed with Shi Chengye, what happened next second would never be what he expected.

Ever since Shi Chengye pursed his lips and clenched his fists, Tao Zitao began to feel that something was wrong.

Then he didn't dare to blink his eyes, watching Shi Chengye punched the chair several times.

——Is this something an adult with a mature IQ can do?

Hearing Shi Chengye's question, he gave Shi Chengye a half-rejoiced and half-complicated look.

Fortunately, Shi Chengye reined in at the precipice and didn't really hit him, otherwise he might really have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days just because of the few hits just now; the complexity lies in how he should answer now so that he can be tactful enough not to be beaten by Shi Chengye.

After a long time, Tao Zitao was under Shi Chengye's gaze, and he thanked dryly against his will: "...Thank you."

Shi Chengye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his fists that had been clenched tightly also relaxed.

Falling in love may really make people lose their minds. While boasting in his heart about his quick response just now, he responded reservedly to Tao Zitao: "You're welcome."

"..."

Tao Zitao bent down speechlessly, to see what was in the desk hole that frightened him just now.

——It is a plush pendant of a kitten.

He glanced at it and put it back.

Shi Chengye also saw it, he just thought this little doll was ugly and not trash, so he glanced lightly: "Is it yours?"

If it belonged to Tao Zitao, he could reluctantly praise the beauty of this little pendant.

Tao Zitao shook his head: "No."

Shi Chengye asked again: "Do you like peaches very much?"

You have to buy peaches for everything, you have to buy peaches on your water glasses, you have to buy peach-flavored shower gels, and you even have to hang a small peach-shaped pendant on your schoolbag.

Shi Chengye had a whim.

——If he gets a peach-shaped tattoo, will Tao Zitao like him too?

Tao Zitao hesitated and said: "It's okay." He looked at Shi Chengye worriedly again, and asked, "You don't think my mother...?"

His little habit was cultivated by his mother since he was a child. When he was a child, he liked to buy him peach powder clothes and peach-flavored children's toothpaste.

After growing up, he has long been used to buying things with a remote relationship with his name. He doesn't like it, but he feels very kind.

But the boy in adolescence seems to be banned from such things related to cuteness. When he was in junior high school, many classmates who were not very sensible would laugh at him for looking like a girl.

Tao Zitao has not changed, but there is still some shadow left.

"No." Shi Chengye said, he was a little embarrassed, "I think it's cute."

In fact, Tao Zitao doesn't like to be praised as cute by others, and the polarity is reversed when he was in junior high school. Now he seems to be a mascot-like character.

The classmates in the same class are loyal to feed him, and even pinch his face.

What he has heard the most is——

"Wooooow! Taotao! You are so cute!!"

Even Tao Zitao's current WeChat name, which is stupid and not rubbish, was changed after losing a bet with Song Shi.

In fact, he doesn't think he is cute at all. Apart from being cute, nothing else can match cuteness.

Besides, he doesn't like his appearance at all, what he likes is... Shi Chengye's appearance!

It is very aggressive, and it is not so easy to bully at first glance.

Guiltyly, Tao Zitao looked away from Shi Chengye's face.

——All right, all right, for his face's sake, it's cute as long as it's cute.

His fleeting gaze was sharply captured by Shi Chengye, and Shi Chengye's expression was a little dignified.

What did Tao Zitao see him doing?

Do you...do you like him?

But Tao Zitao seemed to just look at it and then looked away with interest, so did he feel that he was not good-looking? ?

In just a few seconds, countless guesses floated through his mind, and Shi Chengye's mood was a little imperceptibly low.

He touched his face unconsciously, frowned and thought, could it be that he looked at the mirror for so long yesterday, was it all an illusion?

Tao Zitao was walking in front of him, Shi Chengye couldn't hold back, and impulsively grabbed Tao Zitao's schoolbag strap again.

This time the force was well grasped and not so sudden, Shi Chengye asked: "Am I ugly?"

Tao Zitao now has a reason to look at Shi Chengye's facial features. It has to be said that from the forehead to the chin, each one is what he wants to look like.

He said vaguely, "No...not ugly."

Shi Chengye was relieved, and let go of Tao Zitao's schoolbag strap again, and quietly followed behind Tao Zitao.

Tao Zitao felt uncomfortable all over, and suddenly he had a little inspiration in his mind, an outrageous idea to make a living in his mind——

Since he couldn't look like this, why didn't he find someone with such a look as his partner?

He was choked up by his unrestrained thoughts, and his steps became a little heavy.

It's outrageous!Wake up!You are a straight man!

He suddenly doubted himself a little, probably... right?