You always have to pay back when you come out to hang out

Zhong Qi found that Zhao Qinglang had become a little strange recently, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that every time Zhao Qinglang saw him, the guy's eyes were shining, as if he was calculating something.Zhong Qi didn't care, until one day after school, he was stopped halfway by the impatient Zhao Qinglang...

In the early spring when the temperature had not yet warmed up, the cold wind poured into his neck, which made Zhong Qi shiver all over, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.Walking with his head down, he bumped into Zhao Qinglang who was wearing a dark blue ski jacket in front of him.

Zhong Qi raised his head and winked at the boy who was half a head taller than himself: Good dogs don't get in the way!

Before he could sort out the ridicule, Zhao Qinglang said to him arrogantly: "Zhong Qi, help me with my homework in the future, and I will teach you how to play football."

Zhong Qi was dumbfounded by the tone that did not allow others to refuse. After digesting Zhao Qinglang's words, he gave him a complicated look, and then walked around him calmly...

Zhong Qi felt that Zhao Qinglang's head must have been caught by the door, so he actually mentioned this to himself.It's not that Zhong Qi doesn't want to help Zhao Qinglang with his homework, it's just that after he has seen that guy's unusually sharp problem-solving skills, he feels that helping him with his homework must be an extremely mentally exhausting task, and playing football is not taught by someone. If you can play football by yourself, you can play well. Zhong Qi doesn't have much athleticism, and playing football is simply pushing himself into the fire pit.He already regretted the Haikou that he boasted at the beginning, and fortunately Zhao Qinglang did not learn well, so if he agrees to Zhao Qinglang now, it is purely for nothing!

Seeing Zhong Qi ignoring him, Zhao Qinglang felt a little depressed.His idea is actually very simple, he just hopes that the relationship with Zhong Qi can be better.He thought that Zhong Qi would be very happy when he proposed it, but he really didn't expect the other party to have such a reaction.

Just when he was depressed, Zhong Qi who walked three meters away suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled at him, the two shallow dimples on the corners of his lips were really cute.

"Zhao Qinglang, why are you standing there stupidly? Don't you think it's cold? If you don't leave, I'll leave first. I have a lot of homework today!"

"Let's go! You are the most hypocritical!"

Inexplicably, Zhao Qinglang blushed...

Zhong Qi lowered his thick and slender eyelashes to hide his smile: Single-celled organisms are really the best to deal with!

As a result, the matter Zhao Qinglang raised was silently buried in Zhong Qi's dimples.

The two of them were still the same as usual, Zhong Qi went to Zhao Qinglang's house to do homework with him, and on Sunday they hung out with a group of people.However, the boys in the small group also noticed the change in their boss, Zhao Qinglang.

The very violent and cool Zhao Qinglang actually listens to Zhong Qi...

Zhong Qi said to go to the left, Zhao Qinglang would never go to the right...

But the children don't think too much after all, at most they think that Zhong Qi has become the military advisor of the organization, so how to play or how to play.Not long after, a new member joined their small group.

That child only started kindergarten this year, and he is Zhao Qinglang's cousin.I heard that his parents went to work in big cities outside, and there was no one to take care of him at home, so he was sent to the county to go to school.

Zhao Qinglang didn't like that little boy, he was always chasing after them with his brother shouting, it was so annoying!

Because of this time...

Zhao Qinglang turned his head and looked at the little boy, and saw that the little boy was holding Zhong Qi's hand, and he didn't know what Zhong Qi bent down to say to the little boy. The face is happy like a flower.

It's ugly!Zhao Qinglang curled his lips in disdain.

"Lele, go home and do your homework!" The little kid was called Yao Lele, and the happier Yao Lele smiled, the more unhappy Zhao Qinglang was.

Yao Lele puffed up her chubby face, looked at her cousin with grievances, and replied weakly: "There is no homework in kindergarten..."

The sound was very low, but everyone present could still hear it clearly.However, under the influence of Zhao Qinglang's low pressure, everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and their faces were distorted.

Zhao Qinglang bared his teeth in anger, with an expression of wanting to cut Yao Lele off: This little brat is so daring!How dare you talk back to me!Damn, let's see how I deal with you!

Yao Lele also knew that Zhao Qinglang was angry, so he trembled in fear, leaned against Zhong Qi, and tugged Zhong Qi's hand like asking for help: "Lele... Lele likes Brother Qiqi... Lele wants to be with you Brother Qiqi lives with you, don't live with him...My brother is so fierce...and likes to scold Lele..."

After Zhao Qinglang heard those words, he felt the feeling of those masters in martial arts books reversing their meridians and vomiting blood. At this moment, he really wanted to vomit blood: Yao Lele, you are doing well!When did I scold you?

Zhong Qi patted Lele's head, squeezed his fat face lightly, then took his hand and walked up to Zhao Qinglang: "I'll take Lele back first, he can't do anything with you." Play football, come to my house to pick him up later."

Later, everyone found that Zhao Qinglang played the ball very ferociously, and everyone was so frightened that they dared not confront him. Even the goalkeeper saw Zhao Qinglang coming with the ball, and he quickly dodged away.

Others kicked the ball to shoot, but Zhao Qinglang didn't know what happened today, he just aimed at the goalkeeper and kicked...

Yao Lele is the happiest. He went to brother Qiqi's house today!Brother Qiqi's room is so clean, even the quilt smells like sunshine.Compared with his brother who is like a pig, he is like a world away!

Zhao Qinglang came to pick Yao Lele home, just in time to see Zhong Qi rolling up his sleeves and exposing a slender arm, his small hands making handprints on the glass coffee table covered in water mist.Press down straight with a small fist, and then press five dots on the semi-curved print, a small foot appeared, Yao Lele imitated Zhong Qi's appearance and also printed a foot on the coffee table.

Zhao Qinglang looked back and forth between Zhong Qi's small snow-white hands and slender wrists, he found that Zhong Qi was so thin, his wrists were so thin that they could be broken easily, and they were not as thick as Yao Lele!Although Yao Lele is fat...

Coming out of Zhong Qi's house, Zhao Qinglang kept his face sullen, and Yao Lele followed behind him tremblingly, not daring to take a breath.

"Is it fun? Tell me, what did you do all afternoon at his house." Zhao Qinglang suddenly turned around and asked Yao Lele.

Yao Lele nodded quickly, and while secretly looking at Zhao Qinglang's face, said: "I watched cartoons with Brother Qiqi, and Brother Qiqi even took me to his room to read... Brother Qiqi has a lot of books at home, but Lele I can't even understand..."

Zhao Qinglang listened quietly but did not express any opinion. Such a strange silence made Yao Lele terrified, so the little brat even explained clearly how many times he peed in the toilet at Zhong Qi's house.

Maybe it's because men naturally like to protect the weak, so when Zhao Qinglang saw such a helpless and pitiful Zhong Qi, his mentality changed involuntarily.If Zhong Qi was a little girl, no matter how much she cried, Zhao Qinglang wouldn't feel anything.

When they were in elementary school, almost everyone was a monk for a day, and few people thought about the future.Perhaps the word "future" is equivalent to a while for them.Even if they write essays on dreams, few people will seriously think about them.It seems that "growing up" is a very distant thing for them, but after entering the senior grades, the boys began to enter puberty one after another.

The arrival of puberty, some people worry about, some people look forward to.As a result, there are more topics among the boys. When they are free, they will get together in threes and fives to discuss something. When going to the toilet, those boys who develop ahead of time and can flip their bags are always very proud. .

They feel that they are already men like this, and they are no longer little dolls.

Even that kid Yao Lele is in the fourth grade, and Zhao Qinglang and Zhong Qi have also been promoted to the first grade of junior high school. This time they were unexpectedly assigned to the same class.Zhong Qi's stature has grown a lot this year, and now he is actually one centimeter taller than Zhao Qinglang.Zhong Qi was very proud of this, and he no longer had to look up to that guy Zhao Qinglang!

Some people are happy and others are sad, Zhao Qinglang is very depressed, ever since Zhong Qi got taller, he has become restless.He is obviously one year older than Zhong Qi, why is Zhong Qi starting to develop rapidly, but he is still developing slowly?

Zhao Qinglang looked at Zhong Qi, who was sitting in front left, across a group.Everyone is wearing the same white shirt, why does it look so good on Zhong Qi?Zhao Qinglang couldn't move his eyes.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Qinglang's gaze was too presumptuous, or maybe Zhong Qi was more sensitive, and the strangeness behind him forced him to look back.Seeing Zhong Qi turn around, Zhao Qinglang grinned at him.

idiot!Zhong Qi raised his eyebrows: What are you doing?

Zhao Qinglang mouthed to him: The pen is out of water, lend me a pen!

Zhong Qi, who had long been accustomed to being borrowed by Zhao Qinglang, took out a pink ballpoint pen with a cute rabbit printed on it from the pencil case, and gently pushed his deskmate: "Give it to Zhao Qinglang." The deskmate who was used to it took the pen, Taking advantage of the opportunity when the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, he threw the pen to the people in the next group, and thus passed the lovely ballpoint pen to Zhao Qinglang's hands.

After taking the pen, Zhao Qinglang's face turned dark.

This one again!Zhong Qi, you did it on purpose!Zhao Qinglang remembered that Zhong Qi bought this pen in a small shop when he passed by the gate of the elementary school on the last road.At that time, Zhao Qinglang joked that a man like him would like this kind of thing, but he didn't expect this pen to be exclusively for Zhao Qinglang!He argued with Zhong Qi a few times, but every time Zhong Qi replied to him in a neutral way: "I like it or not."

The boy at the same table glanced at the pen in Zhao Qinglang's hand, and his face couldn't help twitching: "Zhao Qinglang, do you like using Zhong Qi's pen so much?"

The pen twirled twice on his fingertips, and Zhao Qinglang drew a cat with its tail up on the textbook, smiling unfathomably: "Can't I get a little bit of his talent!"