Occasional ABO

Many things happened in Gu Yu's night.

Jing Feifei and Jing Chengyong said that he went to the city library to listen to physics lectures, and he didn't dare to stay outside for too long, so he left at 09:30.

He got off the bus and walked slowly towards the community. He remembered the scene where Zhijing and Baobao were playing around a tree, and Brother Li Fu and Brother Xu were laughing at the same time. He couldn't help feeling warm. It would be nice to be with Baby Zhijing, but Zhijing and Baby didn’t get good grades, they probably couldn’t pass the exam...

Thinking of this, Jing Feifei sniffed, and a thought appeared in his mind - what's the use of good grades, all his No.16s in the first 1 years combined, can't compare with Zhijing, Baobao, Promise Brother and Li Fu have known each other for the past eight months.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Feifei shook his head vigorously, a feeling of guilt and remorse welled up in his heart, how could he have such an idea?His mother didn't want him and his father because he was too stupid and worthless. It was his fault that he was sorry for his father. He was worse than the pigs in his hometown.Only when he studies hard and becomes promising will his mother come back to see him.

Jing Feifei's eyes suddenly became blurred. He thought that the lenses of his glasses must have been wet by the fog, so he took off his glasses and wiped them with his sleeves, then blinked vigorously.

The fog is so strong that it wets his eyelashes.

He hugged his schoolbag to his chest and walked forward dejectedly. After a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He always felt that someone was following him...

Jing Feifei is an Alpha, but a cowardly Alpha. He flinched, and quickly quickened his pace, and a rush of footsteps sounded from behind——

"Tat-tat-tat..."

Like the sound of a woman's high heels.

Jing Feifei was even more convinced that there was someone behind him. He didn't dare to look back. He trotted into the community, panting and said to the security guard, "Uncle Fang, there are... there are bad guys!"

"Where is it?" The security guard picked up the electric baton and looked at it for a while, "Is there no one?"

Jing Feifei bit the bullet and turned his head to look. The outside of the community was empty, except for a low bush on the side of the road, which made a soft rustling sound under the breeze.

"Suspicion," the security guard patted him on the shoulder, "Go back quickly, your dad has already returned, don't make him worry."

Jing Feifei let out an "oh".

"I'm going home." Li Fu lowered his eyes, holding the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, "It's getting late."

"Wait!" Baby Song stopped him, "I, I, I, I, I...I still have questions to ask you."

He pursed his lips, and the familiar aroma of sandalwood wafted from Li Fu's body. He thought about it, and somehow blurted out: "Do you burn incense in your house? Otherwise, why do you always have this kind of incense smell on your body?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Baobei wished he could bite his tongue, what kind of stupid question is he asking!

Li Fu was stunned for two seconds, and then a deep laughter overflowed from his throat. When he was dragged to this side just now, he was full of momentum, but now he is listless, what a child.

"Yes," Li Fu replied unhurriedly, "I'm not in good health. A few years ago, I went to the doctor in a hurry. I went to the north to worship a master. He asked me to concentrate on believing in Buddhism. Maybe I can get the mercy of God."

"...Oh," Song Baobei scratched his neck, looking left and right.

"Are you finished?" Li Fu said, "Then I'll go back first."

"No!" Song Baobao grabbed his hand in desperation. He summoned up his courage and finally looked directly at Li Fu. "You haven't answered the question I asked you just now."

Li Fu paused with his fingers, and the two round beads collided with each other, making a soft "click".

"You want to ride a Ferris wheel, fly a plane, study abroad, go to a place in the world you've never been to before," Song Baby took a deep breath, "Then do you want to fall in love?"

This time the person with twinkling eyes became Li Fu.

The words that had been held back for a long time finally came out, and Baby Song felt relieved: "Then do you want to fall in love with me? Just like Brother Xu and Jing Er, I also want to see you every day, then When you go to and from class, I will listen to you when you play the guzheng, and I will applaud you when you compete. I am willing to accompany you wherever you want to go. When you can fly, we will go abroad to study together. But the two of us My father is from the Public Security Bureau, I may have to go through a lot of procedures when I go abroad, I..."

Li Fu's heartbeat was so fast that he almost thought he was going to the hospital again, but this feeling was slightly different from the onset of illness. He instinctively wanted to hide, but subconsciously missed Song Baobao's eyes looking at him.

"I..." Li Fu tilted his head slightly, "I'm not in good health, I'm very likely..."

Li Fu's voice was dry and terrible: "It is very likely that he will die someday."

Song Baobao, who had always been dull, became extremely sharp at this time. Li Fu just said that he was not in good health, and didn't say that he didn't like him. He happily grabbed Li Fu's hand: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all, I know You're sick, and so am I...me too..."

Baby Song became confused while talking, Li Fu held the string of Buddhist beads tightly, avoiding Baby Song's eyes: "I'm going back."

"I have a scar too!"

Baby Song yelled, and unzipped the sports jacket with both hands. He had already prepared for it, and he was wearing nothing under the jacket.

Li Fu's pupils trembled suddenly. There was a lifelike tattoo on Baby Song's bare chest, which was a dark blue color. It started from the left side below the collarbone, passed through the heart, and landed under the ribs.

"Why..." Li Fu's breath was stagnant, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes after a while, "So stupid."

Baby Song grinned: "I also have a scar now, Jinger said it was ugly, but I know you won't dislike it."

"I don't know if Master Tian dislikes it or not." Bai Zhijing had so many wishes that he couldn't write them down on a single lamp, and put three heavens in a row, "I have written so much, what if he doesn't realize it for me? ?”

Xu Xu put Bai Zhijing's hand in his pocket, pushed the bicycle with one hand, and led the person with the other, and walked slowly forward: "You also know that you write a lot?"

Bai Zhijing glanced at Xu Xu, and said sadly: "But what I wrote are all important wishes, and they have been carefully selected."

Xu Xu snorted, and said in embarrassment: "Is it an important wish to hope that the big pudding popsicle will never go out of business?"

"Then why not?" Bai Zhijing was not at all embarrassed, "The big pudding is so delicious, I can eat it forever!"

When Bai Zhijing was writing his wish just now, Xu Xu took a glance at it. His dog-crawling characters were full of random things, such as "Peking University dropped 200 points to recruit cross talk special students", "Coriander is extinct from the earth" , "Mosquitoes don't suck type B blood" and the like, they just don't have any serious wishes.

"Jinger," Xu Xu squeezed Bai Zhijing's finger, "You have written so many wishes, have you..."

He coughed twice, a little embarrassed to ask, and pinched Bai Zhijing's fingertips again, hoping that Bai Zhijing could understand.

"Why are you pinching my hand?" Bai Zhijing had neither understanding nor comprehension, and with a "hiss" he withdrew his hand from Xu Xu's pocket, "It hurts from pinching me!"

"..." Promise was both angry and funny, "I'm asking you something serious."

"Then you're asking," Bai Zhijing said with a playful smile, pointing to a small stall in front of him, "There are dough kneaders, let me see if there is Monkey King!"

He jumped over in two or three steps, bent over to see the kneader at the small street vendor, and exclaimed, "Uncle, your hands are really clever!"

Xu Xu waited on the side with his bicycle, looking up at the sky, among the many wishes he had for Bai Zhijing, is there even one related to him?

After a while, Bai Zhijing ran over holding a Monkey King mask, and showed it to Xu Xu as if offering a treasure: "It's so lifelike! It's so lifelike! It's as real as it is, so lifelike!"

The promise is happy: "Can't you change the idiom? You just caught a 'lifelike' sheep and plucked its wool, right?"

"Then what's the matter?" Bai Zhijing was not ashamed but proud, "I always use Sima Qian to write "Historical Records" when I write argumentative essays. One Sima Qian is enough for me to use an entire high school."

"The illiterate is pretty straight-forward," Xu Xu said angrily, "Why do you have such a deep hatred with Sima Qian?"

"You can't say that," Bai Zhijing happily held up the face mask, and followed Xu Xu's side, "I sometimes change, Sima Qian for the big test, Helen Keller for the small test, and then match Shangsu Wu and Madame Curie are alive!"

He talked about writing an argumentative essay like cooking, and promised to tease him: "Do you want to add soy sauce?"

Bai Zhijing heard that the promise was embarrassing him, so he beat the promise indiscriminately.

Holding hands and teasing, the two walked around the dam, Bai Zhijing should go home, and Xu Xu should go to the night market to set up a stall.

"Let's go," Bai Zhijing waved his hand, "I'll take a taxi."

"Tell me when you get home." Xu Xu raised his chin, "Go."

Bai Zhijing didn't miss it at all, he turned around and left with the Monkey King in his hand, Xu Xu pursed his lips, but still didn't ask the question he wanted to ask.

Never thought that Bai Zhijing would turn around not long after walking out, and ran to Xu Xu's side with blushing cheeks.

"I just told God that my most important wish is," Bai Zhijing hooked Xu Xu's neck with one hand, tiptoed to his ear, "I will always be good to Xu Xu, and Xu Xu will always be good to me."

Xu Xu was stunned, and his five fingers holding the handlebar gradually tightened——

"I have many, many wishes, and this one ranks first." Bai Zhijing's voice came into his ears with a smile, "Ying Xiaoxu, I'm not angry about you coming out to set up a street stall, I want I'll be with you for a long time, I won't be angry with you, it's a waste of time to be angry, it's better to have a boo."

After he finished speaking, he seemed a little shy, turned around and ran away holding the majestic Monkey King, as agile as a little leopard.

Xu Xu stood there for a long time, then looked up at the dark night sky, showing a gentle smile.

In the morning of the next day, Bai Zhijing met the silly Song Baobao at the gate of the community. He wondered if Song Baobao had won 800 million last night, and he exuded a silly, silly and happy dementia.

When he arrived in the class, he heard the school committee discussing with his deskmate, saying that the monitoring was adjusted in the second final exam last semester, and three cheaters were caught, and the education bureau decided to re-examine the papers.

Bai Zhijing didn't take it too seriously, and went to catch up on sleep while lying on the table during the morning reading class.