all things

In the spring with thick moisture in the city, thick water vapor condenses on the tiles and rolls down under the action of gravity. The small southern town has a unique way of returning to the south, slowly dragging through the hustle and bustle during the restless adolescence of a group of people. They wear uniform school uniforms and sit in bright and spacious classrooms during the day. They will be secretly happy when they come up with a trigonometric function with a unique idea, and they will also cause large experimental errors due to poor consideration. And annoyed.

With a tone like a machine gun, Sister Chun attributed the reason for the missing of the mobile red flag as if they were holding a criticism meeting. Lao Hu knocked on the blackboard and yelled at them. This is the key test point. Zhang test questions...

Sleepy in spring, exhausted in autumn and napping in summer, Yu Jinle slept late the night before, sat in the classroom early in the morning with thick dark circles, almost unsteady, two classes passed before, one Sister Chun, an old Hu, is not a big boss who can be fooled. She opened her eyes and tried her best to work hard until the end of class time. As soon as Lao Hu left the teacher's door, he didn't even confiscate the book, so he slapped it on the table. .

Today's inter-class exercise is the turn of the higher level, so they have a break of 10 minutes. If he doesn't close his eyes, the remaining two classes in the morning will probably be in vain.

The commotion after class is a fart in front of absolute sleepiness. He lay on his stomach to catch up on sleep without distraction. Not long after he fell down, he felt a itch on his forehead. He raised his head slightly from his arms. Looking out through millimeter-high eye slits, the side of the front desk is holding up a stack of exercise books and looking at himself.

With his mind empty, he struggled to open one eye. There was a layer of fog that was about to disperse on the dark eyeball. His face was blank, and he wrinkled his nose childishly. His brain was so dull that he couldn't turn his axis. Looking at the stack of workbooks for a long time, there was no response, as if he couldn't understand what he was thinking, and waited for him to explain.

Thinking about staring at that blank face for a long time, he probably opened his mouth, hesitated, and then waved to him, "It's okay, you go to sleep!"

The class representative put the workbooks back into the groups and sorted them out, and passed them down from the first table in each group. After everyone found their own, they then passed them to the back. After reading the two books, he stretched his arms and handed them to Yu Jinle's back table over him.

Yu Jinle took the exercise book and stuffed it into the pocket of the desk. She bent her neck and closed her eyes before falling down. Unexpectedly, when she lowered her head, she was touched by a piece of warmth.

He opened one eye and looked at the hand that was about to be pressed against his cheek inexplicably.

"I'm blushing." Thinking a little helplessly, he closed his physics book and pushed it aside, and put the back of his hand on the table. When Yu Jinle lay on his side, the palm of his hand was just on the ear, and his entire right cheek was covered. Wrapped in the palm of your hand.

Warm, thinking, hands.

The juvenile's palms are well-defined, the nails are round and short and neat, the palms are broad and thick, and the skin is not delicate, but it is thicker than most of his peers.

When Yu Jinle just lay down on the pillow, she rubbed it subconsciously, adjusted to a comfortable angle, and fell asleep again in a daze.

While thinking about watching him fall asleep again, he adjusted his posture with the hands that were pressed down, sat on his side, and continued to quickly fill in the physical notes that were originally only abbreviated in his notebook with a pen in his right hand. Complete, occasionally when I stop to think, I unconsciously let the pen run around between my fingers.

His entire left arm was hanging on the back table, and the second half even poked across the middle line to reach Zhang Hongkuan's table. Yu Jinle's open palm was pillowed under his ear, and the long hot air would be sprayed regularly. on his fingertips.

After class, the noise outside was a bit loud, but it was not a problem for someone who was sleepy to a certain extent. Thinking that he had finally supplemented Lao Hu's notes, he put away his pen and turned around. The sleepy and gentle face came into view completely.

The big boy has delicate skin and decent facial features. His eyelashes draw almost strong and beautiful lines on the edge of the eyelids. Extend the soft curve and form a slight arc at the end.

Just looking at it statically like this gives me a very satisfying feeling of fullness.

While thinking about seeing Yu Jinle in many ways, hesitant, reluctant, angry, high-spirited, gentle and firm, firm and fearless... He remembers the not-soft hands that belonged to boys who once covered his eyes , I also remember the undoubted trust when he endured the severe pain and faced the conflict between Sister Chun and himself...

He is like a hermit crab, unable to grow a strong shell by himself, he can only find a beautiful empty conch shell to protect his fragile body, but at critical moments, he seems to be able to grow a pair of big claws out of thin air, Swinging against what he believes.

His fingers were itchy from the regular ups and downs of exhalation, and he couldn't help but flex his fingers while thinking——

Just such a movement seemed to have aroused the dissatisfaction of the big boy. I saw that the corner of his eyebrows was slightly creased, and his warm and soft cheeks brushed against the palm of his hand. He quickly adjusted the position of his head, and found it on his own. After satisfying the angle, it stretches out again.

It looks like a kitten who is good at pleasing itself, scratching its chin, you can hear the sound of purring and purring in its throat.

Very well behaved.

Thinking that he likes to play around with the two little monsters of the Yu family, and let them run wild and fool around with ease. When he meets that kind of brat, he is much worse than them. Yes, but it is this kind of child who looks very well-behaved and docile, who is shy before saying anything, soft and playful, without opening his mouth, just one glance can make him melt into a rough Han's raging ambition, no matter how much psychological construction he does in advance, can be destroyed and torn apart.It is precisely because he understands that he can't help himself, but only when Yu Jinle is in such a confused state, he dares to let go of his self-control and approach him boldly.

Even if he can only poke and poke like this secretly, he also knows that he is finished. Not only has the dross of patriarchal thought in China for 5000 years been intact on him, but the fixed-point target is still a boy.

Chen Miaomiao came over with her notebook in her arms, and while thinking about it, she quickly raised her right index finger and said "shh" to her mouth. She understood, and stared at the hand that Yu Jinle wanted to use as a pillow in surprise.

"It's so noisy and still able to sleep!" She lowered her voice, put the sketchbook on the side table with her backhand, and asked him to pass it to Yu Jinle.

I wondered what Yu Jinle would draw to pass the time when he was free, just a simple pencil line draft, similar to doodling, but I didn't expect to exchange such a serious sketchbook with Chen Miaomiao .

"What's this for?" He couldn't help asking, "I have to use a sketchbook to publish a blackboard newspaper?" In order to save time and trouble, the high-achieving students on the topic endorsement, the editor-in-chief on duty took a blank piece of paper to roughly outline the typesetting, and then mobilized the team members to find materials, and then went directly to the blackboard when they were done. How could there be such meticulous work?

Chen Miaomiao rolled her eyes, "You don't care! Anyway, you leave it to him after Lele wakes up."

After finishing speaking, he waved and left without paying attention, thinking that his face was mostly dark.

"Lele?" He rubbed his back teeth carefully thinking about this overly intimate address, and he called it really affectionately——wrong!It seems that I have heard this name from girls more than once, it is just like their group pet, it sounds so festive...

Between ordinary classmates, men and women can't even kiss each other!Is it necessary to be so affectionate? !

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, his eyes became heavy, and a raging small universe suddenly sprang up around his body, and the eyes staring at the sketchbook almost shot two lasers through it.

Just as he was thinking, another guy who didn't wink suddenly popped up.

"Lele! Lele!" Lu Jing poked his head through the window to the second class, and yelled wildly.

An exercise book flew from Bianxiang's hand and took Lu Jing's face. Before Lu Jing uttered "Aw", he had already put his other hand over Jin Le's other ear with sharp eyesight. On the ground, he half-bowed and wanted to crouch without standing still and put Yu Jinle in front of him, making a wall of human flesh to silence Lu Jing's wailing.

"Shut up! Make a lot of noise!"

He wanted to turn his head and show his teeth at Lu Jing, but he didn't let go to shout, but the knife flying out of his eyes could kill people, Lu Jing suddenly fell silent, shrunk his neck, and tilted his head to look at someone who was still sleeping soundly. The person who moved, twitched the corner of his mouth, and walked away with a dull expression on his face.

Lelelele, it's true that everyone calls her so affectionate!

He stared bitterly at the guy in front of him who was completely ignorant and had slept peacefully for years, his back teeth were about to be ground to pieces.

But so what?Look at how sleepy he is in such a pitiful state, so dazed and stupid, when someone quarrels, even the slightest discomfort on his face can make the heart of the young man beside him rise to his throat , It's really too late to mention him covering and blocking, so how can you be willing to do something to him?

After Lu Jing left, he didn't put his hands down even though he thought about it. There was a chair under his buttocks and he didn't sit down. Le leaned against his cheek, half covering and half cushioning to escort his sound sleep.

Wang Jingjing came over and saw the two of them in this posture, she was happy, "Ban... wondering what are you doing?"

What else can I do?It's okay for your own children to keep sulking by themselves, but it's not good to let outsiders see it as a joke.

White gas came out of his nostrils, and he said in a bad breath, "What else can I do, take his head and kill him!"

The force on the legs was uneven, and I thought that I would be half paralyzed in the next second.

"Little bastard!" While trying to stare at Yu Jinle's obedient face, he kept his words in his mouth, "What an annoying little bastard!"

The little bastard slept peacefully like a piglet and ignored him.

"Hey——" he sighed, and leaned down to get close to the little bastard, and couldn't help but touch his face weakly.

He is the one who openly protects himself in front of teachers and parents, and he is also the one who is worried and worried in private. The "I miss you" that can be transmitted through radio waves in the cold night is already his worry to the extreme. burst.

Stupid, he believed everything he said, forced all his thoughts into the bottom of his heart and let him be self-willed.

Thinking about it, if he hadn't met Xiao Shuai years ago and something had happened, probably now he has failed Jin Le's complete trust, right?

The noise of people coming and going has not subsided, and under the cover of this noise, he took a deep breath and said, "I like you too, you bastard, but not now—"

The word "Like" seemed to carry a huge amount of magic. Once it was uttered, something with extremely strong vitality was ready to break out of its shell, but now, it was firmly held down by him.

It's not enough just to like him, he has everything and can't afford anything, so why should he bear these two words?

He said again, "Be good, and I'll pretend I don't know anything, so we'll be like this, okay?"

The sleeping person didn't move, as if he didn't hear anything.