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Jian Cong ignored him and went to the bathroom with his mobile phone.

He was a little flustered, and he couldn't explain why he was flustered. He sat on the toilet seat and started searching for words such as "gay" and "calcium".As if the door to a new world had suddenly opened, the influx of information made his scalp tingle.

He originally wanted to get to know this group first, but he was dazzled by the messy forum posts for a while.

What about "Please tell me if my husband is gay", "How to tell if a person is gay", and "The friend I like is straight"...

Jian Cong's back felt cold, he glanced down hastily and turned off the screen.

Outside, Gongsun Bo was already shouting: "Cong Er, did you fall into the toilet?"

Jian Cong pressed the flush switch and walked out calmly. Gongsun Bo was sitting at the table not only finished the leftover biscuits but also poured the crumbs into his mouth.

Gongsun Bo said to him with a look of fullness: "I found that the biscuits made by Lu Shen are getting more and more delicious. Today's biscuits are crispy and fragrant, and have the taste of cream and egg yolk. It's a pity that I didn't meet them. Bole."

Jian Cong smiled, "What do you mean you didn't meet Bole?"

"Cong'er, you can't even distinguish the flavor of strawberry from the flavor of raspberry. Don't you have the same flavor when you eat other biscuits? If Lu Shen makes biscuits for me, I guarantee that there will be different styles every day, 360 days a year." Blast it with repetition!"

Jian Cong wanted to say that Lao Tzu could distinguish the taste of strawberry from raspberry now, but felt that it was a bit inexplicable to say it, so he could only hold back and spit out a sentence: "I have eaten food, and people have seen it. Class is about to start. Can I go back?"

Gongsun Bo looked at Jian Cong, tears filled his eyes, "Cong'er, this is the most gentle thing I've ever heard you say to drive me away."

"I rely on you to get out or not. If you don't move, are you waiting to lay eggs? Do you like this?"

Gongsun Bo immediately picked up his schoolbag and said fearfully, "Okay, okay, I'll get out now."

Before closing the door, Gongsun Bo didn't forget to tease again: "Brother Cong, have you ever heard that I have a friend who is usually from my family?" Before Jian Cong got angry, Gongsun Bo closed the door like lightning door, escape.

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Cong thought about it carefully, and felt that this matter should be hammered or not. It was simply that he was too idle recently, his mind was too empty, and he thought too much, and he was about to fight with the paranoia he had before.

He looked at the empty fresh-keeping box, and Jian Cong felt that he wanted to beat Gongsun Bo to death more than being suspicious.

After the final exam, the whole world celebrates, everyone welcomes the winter vacation happily, and Jian Cong is finally released from the hospital and returns home.

It's just that he hasn't been liberated at the end of the term.Now that it's a holiday, Lu Yanxue has more time to spend time with him every day. For three days in a row, there are two papers a day. After the exam, he will review the papers face to face. Science is not bad, and the two can discuss the answers with each other. No one can understand anyone's brain circuit.

"There is still a strange light in the fish's eyes. Isn't this fantasy, so isn't the ending unexpected, showing the author's huge imagination and making readers amazed?"

Lu Yanxue: "...what a huge brain hole, the fish is still there because the family didn't eat this fish at all, you read the foreshadowing in the previous article, this ending is to bring out the suffering of this family, and secretly called the title , thought-provoking."

Jian Cong said "What are you talking about?" and Lu Yanxue said "I can't do anything about you." In the end, neither of them could convince the other. Reserve your opinion.

At the end of the political examination paper, when Jian Cong saw that democratic decision-making and democratic supervision had not yet been distinguished, even though Lu Yanxue, who had applied a hundred layers of true love filters, finally couldn't help but want to hit him, but he raised his hand and refused. Jian Cong didn't hit Jian Cong's head, and Jian Cong suddenly fell back as if startled, and fell all over the place. Fortunately, he fell on the carpet and did not cause secondary damage to the concussed brain.

Lu Yanxue was taken aback by him, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but Jian Cong shrank his hands reflexively, and climbed up by himself first supporting the chair.Lu Yanxue hung his hand in mid-air, froze for a moment, then withdrew his hand again.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yanxue asked him a little apprehensively.

"No, I was dazzled just now, but I'm fine now." Jian Cong paused, and smiled awkwardly.

Straightening the chair, the two of them kept silent about what happened just now, quietly finished marking the last paper, put the pen on the red tick, and Lu Yanxue tidied things up in silence, before leaving, he said to Jian Cong: "I didn't mean anything just now, you do not be angry."

"I'm not angry, so what, I'll see you off?" Jian Cong stood up, and the two stood facing each other, but they both looked at each other a little at a loss, Lu Yanxue said softly "Ah", and said: "No, you have a good rest, I'm going back."

Jian Cong sprawled upstairs and watched Lu Yanxue go downstairs to change his shoes, and he just left without looking back. His heart was agitated, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. Those three words gave goosebumps all over my body, it was obviously nothing but a hurdle in my heart, choking my throat more than a fishbone.

In fact, everyone is a careful person, and they can understand each other's meaning with a single action. They are buddies when they are careless, and the more they like each other, the more they worry about gains and losses.

Jian Chuming shifted the focus of his work to Huashi. This is one of the few people who can spend a good year at home in the past few years. Usually, two fathers and sons stay together for three days and a world war breaks out. However, Jian Chuming stayed at home for five days this time. , The two fathers and sons never even had a quarrel.

Jian Cong couldn't lift his spirits, he was lazy, and was listless in everything he did. He slept until lunch every day, continued to sleep after eating, and occasionally got up to play a few games. I don’t even bother to talk rubbish.” Out of brotherhood, Gongsun Bo went to Jian’s house to find out the cause and effect. As soon as he entered the door, he accepted Jian Chumingsai’s big red envelope. Immediately, he felt a sense of responsibility and went upstairs. Look for Jian Cong, look at Jian Cong's status, and open your mouth to ask him: "Are you broken in love again?"

It was Jian Cong's slippers who answered him, "Lost your father's love."

Gongsun Bo dodged the slippers and said, "Is it more serious than falling out of love?"

Jian Cong's head hurts and he doesn't want to talk to him.Gongsun Bo didn't stalk him so hard that he had to tell him a reason. He pulled Jian Cong up and said, "Since you're in a bad mood, go out and play, sing, play disco, or play games. You choose one."

Jian Cong sighed, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, you go find me a disco and KTV that are open?"

"You also know that Chinese New Year is coming..." Gongsun Bo suddenly realized something, he lowered his voice and said, "Cong Er, do you miss your mother? If you want to spend Chinese New Year at home, go to my house, okay? "

"No, it's just annoying. It's been a mess recently, unlucky." Jian Cong lay down on the bed.

Gongsun Bo lay down next to him, and the heavyweight tonnage crushed the bed. He leaned on his arm and said to Jian Cong, "It will be fine after tomorrow, and the water will recede after the New Year."

"Well, the Mercury Retrograde has receded." Jian Cong took out his mobile phone, and posted a koi daily, and soon there was an additional comment below, and the user "lyx21" commented on a little sun.

Jian Cong had never seen this person before, so he clicked on his homepage and found that there were only two people he followed, one was Jian Cong, the other was Gongsun Bo, and his only fan besides the novice guide was Gongsun Bo. With this nickname, it is self-evident who this person is.

Looking at the little sun, Jian Cong thought for a long time, and grabbed Gongsun Bo's hand with his backhand.Gongsun Bo was still looking for sand sculpture videos on his mobile phone to make Jian Cong happy, and turned his head to look at Jian Cong inexplicably.

Jian Cong asked him, "Do you feel sick?"

Gongsun Bo complained, "I just found a video and it disgusted you?" Jian Cong shook his hand and said, "I'm fucking saying this!"

"No." Gongsun Bo was quite confused, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Jian Cong let go, confirmed that there was something wrong with him, and decisively opened WeChat to find Lu Yanxue...

But I stayed in the input box for a long time and couldn't type a word.

I'm fucking...bewitched? !

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In the early morning real-time update of the next chapter, I don't know what kind of madness I was smoking. emmmmm