My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Moteng stood up and pulled Gao Boxin up from the sofa before Tong Ma could react.

"It's late, I'll take you downstairs, you should go home early." Tong Mo said in a low voice.

He issued the eviction order, but his parents could not see that he was flustered, so they forced Gao Boxin to walk towards the door calmly.

Tong's mother turned to look at Tong's father, and as soon as she showed a puzzled expression, Tong's father pulled her up.

"Go into the room, I'll tell you something." Father Tong said, putting his arms around her shoulders and entering the room.

Tong Mo closed the door as soon as Gao Boxin stepped out. He pushed Gao Boxin against the wall very depressed, and asked in a low voice, "Are you crazy today?"

Gao Boxin first raised his hands and let Tong Mo push himself against the wall to stand still. When Tong Mo asked this question, he put his hands on Tong Mo's waist and gently hugged him, smiling innocently: "What's wrong with me?" ?”

"Didn't my dad already say that we should hide it from my mother first?" Tong Mo stared at him.

"You think your mother hasn't noticed the problem between us until now?" Gao Boxin asked calmly.

Tong Mo frowned.

Gao Boxin continued, "Even if she said that to me on purpose just because of probing, and it's about who you'll marry in the future, if I can hold back and don't say it, am I still a man?"

Tong Mo looked at Gao Boxin, and Gao Boxin's eyes did not evade, full of determination without hesitation.

Tong Mo couldn't say a word of reproach immediately.

He knew Gao Boxin.

It's true that Gao Boxin can't bear this aggrieved temper, and it's probably his limit to endure it until now.

Gao Boxin put his fingers together, and hugged Tong Mo tightly into his arms.

"Besides, you are already mine, can't I make some promises to make you feel at ease with me?"

Tong Mo couldn't help but give him a white look: "When did I feel worried about you?"

Gao Boxin showed a big smile and kissed him hard on the lips.

"That's good. Now that you've come out, do you want to come to my house and let's spend the rest of the year?" Gao Boxin asked.

"I won't go, you can celebrate the New Year by yourself," Tong Mo ruthlessly rejected him, "Go home and reflect on the rest of the day."

When Tong Mo returned home, the house was quiet.

After the parents entered the room, they were supposed to be talking about him and Gao Boxin, but they couldn't hear the argument at all.

Tong Mo waited for a while, took a deep breath, opened the door and went back to his room.

For the next few days, Tong Ma didn't mention what happened on New Year's Eve, as if nothing happened.

Tong Mo was careful not to mention the word Gao Boxin again, and he didn't meet Gao Boxin again until school started.

Although they didn't meet each other, they had many personal contacts.

Gao Boxin showed his most vigorous side on New Year's Eve, but later on he seemed reserved.

Tong Mo proposed not to see each other for the rest of the winter vacation because he didn't want to irritate Tong Ma anymore, and Gao Boxin agreed empathetically.

Gao Boxin told Tong Mo that he obediently stayed at home doing homework every day. He had already finished his homework for the winter vacation and was starting to review the content of this semester.

At first, Tong Mo thought that Gao Boxin would not be able to last long studying alone, but every time he had a video with Gao Boxin before going to bed, he would see Gao Boxin still sitting in front of the desk, which was full of test papers and references. Book.

Tong Mo felt a little unbelievable: "I thought you could at least relax a bit during the winter vacation after the grades were determined."

Gao Boxin replied: "How can I only focus on such a short-sighted thing as class division?"

Tong Mo wanted to ask again, but Gao Boxin was unwilling to say more.

On the first day of school, Tong's father sent Tong Mo to school.

Tong's father stepped on the brakes in front of the school gate, and Tong Mo was not in a hurry to get out of the car, and turned to look at Tong's father.

He felt that his father should have something to say to him.

Sure enough, Tong's father opened the car window a little, took a look at Tong Mo, and said in a low voice, "I have already told your mother about the matter between you and Xiao Gao, and I have also comforted her."

"Mom... doesn't she object?" Tong Mo asked hesitantly.

"She naturally objects. In fact, I don't really agree with you two being together, but we agree that the most important thing is for you to be happy," Tong's father said, "Momo, your health, including physical health and mental health Health is the most important thing in the eyes of your mother and me, as long as you like it, we will give you the greatest support without making your life difficult to maintain."

"Dad, I—"

Tong Mo was about to speak, but was interrupted by Tong's father.

"Don't say sorry to us again, Momo, you are a sensible child, you should know that what we can't bear the most is to hear you say sorry." Tong's father said in a deep voice.

Tong Mo nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and said again: "Father, I will be responsible for every choice I make, and I will also protect me and the people I care about. I think I will live a very happy life."

He paused, then said softly, "Thank you, Dad."

After hearing Tong Mo finish these five words, Father Tong sighed, reached out and rubbed his head gently: "Go in, you should gather in the classroom."

Tong Mo went straight to the teaching building of the third year of senior high school. At this time, the classes of the third year of senior high school had been re-segregated into classes, and the list of divided classes was pasted on the bulletin board of the teaching building.

Tong Mo walked to the bulletin board, and Gao Boxin was already standing there waiting for him.

"I saw your dad escorting you to the door, but you didn't get out of the car after a long time." Gao Baixin walked to his side and asked him in a low voice, "Are you guys talking about something?"

"It's nothing to talk about, it's just some small things in my family." Tong Mo quickly answered him.

Gao Boxin raised his eyebrows, and was about to put his arm around Tong Mo's shoulder, but Tong Mo had already stepped forward to the bulletin board.

"You're in Class [-], Senior [-]." Tong Mo looked directly at the last few names on the roster of Class [-], Senior [-].

Gao Boxin was a little dissatisfied: "How did you know that I was at the end of the crane, so you just looked over there—"

"There are eight classes in the third grade, and there are only 35 places in the first class of the third grade. It is not easy for you to get in, which is equivalent to ranking in the top 35 in your grade." Tong Mo said.

Gao Boxin was successfully comforted: "Well, I think so too."

Although Gao Boxin successfully squeezed into Class [-] of the third year and became a member of the key class, entering this class was only the first step on his road of fighting monsters and leveling up.

The head teacher of Class One, Senior Three, is no longer Zhao Jing, but Zhou Weiqi, the head teacher of Grade Three and the head teacher of Class One, Senior Three, who was transferred along with the new principal.

Zhou Weiqi is a middle-aged male teacher who looks a little serious. From the first sentence he said when he stepped into Class [-] of the third grade, he can see his usual style of doing things and the way he gets along with others.

There is no doubt about it.

Entering the second semester of the third year of senior high school, it seems that the harmonious coexistence between students and teachers is not the most concerned thing for students, especially for key classes, the key is an efficient and undisturbed learning atmosphere.

Therefore, the students have given the greatest cooperation to Teacher Zhou's strict order to arrange seats according to their class placement when Mr. Zhou stepped into the classroom.

All students want to find their seats as soon as possible and devote themselves to the study of this semester as soon as possible.

Gao Boxin was in the last row according to the ranking.

And in the front row, separated by a dozen desks from him, is his former deskmate and boyfriend Tong Mo.

Zhou Weiqi fine-tuned the seats in consideration of the students' height and eyesight.

Gao Boxin, a well-known and outstanding athlete, naturally does not have any problems with height and eyesight, so he will continue to stay in the last row as a matter of course.

And Tong Mo only narrowed the gap of five desks with him, still far away from him.

"This seat is not fixed. The purpose is to allow students with similar grades to learn from each other and get a chemical reaction where one plus one is greater than two. There will be three mock exams this semester, and I will make decisions based on your mock exam scores. Seat adjustment." Zhou Weiqi made such a summary after arranging the seats.

Gao Boxin folded his arms and listened indifferently.

He thought to himself, it really is an upgrade from fighting monsters, with the current distance between him and Tong Mo, and the two of them sitting at the same desk, he still needs to fight ten monsters.

However, the students in Class [-], Senior [-], compared with Class [-], Senior [-], their enthusiasm for learning seems to have turned over a mountain.

When it was time to end the get out of class, looking around, there was no one who secretly took out their mobile phones to play, and everyone was buried in the questions, as if the get out of class was not over.

Not to mention that in class, seven out of ten of those classmates wore glasses, staring at the teacher who was giving the lecture, wishing to engrave all the words on the blackboard into the glasses.

Gao Boxin admired these students, so he felt that his road to fighting monsters was very difficult and dangerous. Maybe after this semester, he couldn't beat even one monster, and he was even given the honor by the two people who were behind him. defeat.

Gao Boxin looked at his new deskmate next to him. Although he was very good at recognizing people, his uniform school uniform and thick-rimmed glasses prevented him from remembering the features of his new classmates clearly after three classes. .

He looked to the right at the two classmates who were ranked behind him, without exception, he could only see the buried tops of the two students and the arched backs.

He sighed, and decided to take advantage of the 10 minutes after class to go out for a while.

As for the plan to fight monsters, I will slowly formulate it...

Gao Boxin had just stood still in the corridor for less than a minute, when a person walked out from the classroom door behind him.

He didn't need to look back to know that Tong Mo must have come out to find him.

Only Tong Mo, who is firmly on the top of Mount Tai, is a master of Dugu Qiubai, who doesn't need to worry about being chased even during the 10 minutes between classes.

Tong Mo walked up to Gao Boxin and saw a trace of sadness in Gao Boxin's eyes.

He sighed in his heart, his worries were indeed right, Gao Boxin must have been under unprecedented pressure when he was in such a key class.

Although he successfully entered Class [-] of the third year of high school, Gao Boxin couldn't be happy.

"It doesn't matter if you're not at the same table. I'll accompany you to do the questions after class, and I can go to your house at night. It shouldn't be a problem for you to raise your grades." Tong Mo said softly.

"Do you think that the reason I want to be at the same table with you is to improve my grades?" Gao Boxin was a little surprised, "The cart before the horse, I improved my grades to be at the same table with you."

"I know, but this semester is only three months long, and three mock exams can be exchanged for three chances to change seats. You may..." Tong Mo frowned, struggling for a long time but couldn't find a way to make Gao Baixin feel more comfortable. son's statement.

Gao Boxin seemed to care so much about the seat, but he was about to rank among the top ten in the key class after three mock exams. This matter may not be hopeless, but it will definitely be very hard work.

"Even if there is only one ten-thousandth possibility, I will try my best to climb to your side," Gao Baixin snorted coldly, but his voice became more determined, "What's more, there are only thirty people standing in front of me now. .”

The author has something to say: Before I know it, tomorrow is the last chapter of the main text.