not as sweet as you

When Luo Xing came back, Xue Jian had already left.

Huo Xingzhou was leaning against the beam of the desk with his legs crossed, and was playing with his mobile phone. He was in a pretty good mood, and he didn't look like he had quarreled with anyone.

There are three dishes and one soup on the desk, as well as a small dessert in an ice box, which are scattered all over the desk.

Luo Xing was a little speechless: "Why did you buy so much, it's a waste if you can't finish it."

Huo Xingzhou didn't care and said, "If you think it's a waste, eat more."

Looking at his expression, Luo Xing suddenly remembered the last time he ate barbecue, and still had lingering fears, "I will try my best, but you are not allowed to feed me."

"Hate me feeding you?"

"No." Luo Xing was inexplicably embarrassed, and there was a feeling of uneasiness in front of Huo Xingzhou, and he carefully protected his heart from him to find out.

"What is that?"

"No, nothing..." Luo Xing grabbed the chopsticks and pointed at the dishes: "Let's eat, it's getting cold."

-

Finished meal.

Luo Xing wanted to clean up, but Huo Xingzhou pressed his hand and said not to move, his heart was pounding, and the nerve senses on his fingertips seemed to be magnified to the limit. He felt his fingers were hot when he touched them, so he quickly retracted them.

Huo Xingzhou opened the ice box, handed over a cold dessert inside, and started packing the lunch box by himself.

He threw the lunch box into the trash can outside, and after washing his hands, he sat on the seat and watched Luo Xing eat, thinking about how delicious this stuff is, whether it's sweet or not.

"Ye Qiaoqiao said that this dessert is delicious." Huo Xingzhou propped his chin, he didn't eat sweets, so he asked in the morning, and said, "Try it, I'll buy it next time if it's delicious."

After Luo Xing paused, he suddenly felt that the cup of dessert in his hand had suddenly changed from sweet to sour and bitter, making it hard to swallow.

"What's the matter?" Huo Xingzhou noticed his abnormality, and frowned slightly: "Is it not delicious?" He was about to reach out to take it: "Throw it away."

"No, it's delicious."

Almost unable to hold back, Luo Xing bit the ice spoon tightly, almost wanting to tell him that the person Ye Qiaoqiao likes is not you, he likes that boy on the court that day.

Can you, can you stop liking her.

But in this case, Huo Xingzhou should be very sad, knowing that the person he likes has someone else.

He understands this feeling.

I don't want Huo Xingzhou to feel the same way.

He hoped that Huo Xingzhou would be happy, and that he would always be like that on the court, flamboyant, full of aggression and arrogant hormones.

Never be sad for a person.

However, he really likes Huo Xingzhou.

Loved him for ten years.

Luo Xing lowered his eyes to look at the gradually melting dessert, and suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he had to be busy with all kinds of knowledge every day, but he still had a little bit of "spare time".

Zhao Jiulan never gave him pocket money. He secretly picked up the drink bottles that his classmates drank and hid them in the corner of the school. He sold them for two yuan and bought a very small notebook.

Counting the cover, there are a total of 35 pages. He wrote Huo Xingzhou's name on 35 pages, and quietly hid it in the interlayer of his schoolbag, together with the candy wrapper.

Every time he felt that he couldn't bear it, he would take it out and have a look.

There is a place not very far away, maybe someone still remembers him.

He gave himself candy, and told himself his name, he was good to himself.

Luo Xing later inquired about Huo Xingzhou's school, picked up something he accidentally lost, and treasured it together with the little book.

is his secret.

It was the secret of strawberry flavor that year.

-

There was a quiz on Wednesday afternoon. Cheng Limin finished collecting the papers, stood on the podium and glanced back. He was very relieved to find that Huo Xingzhou hadn't skipped class to play golf during this time.

The papers that were handed in just now were also carefully done, and Luo Xing's contribution is really not small.

He has always distinguished between public and private, after complimenting Huo Xingzhou a few words, he complimented Luo Xing in a roundabout way.

Huo Xingzhou stretched out his long legs, and said with a smile: "Teacher, why are you so arrogant when you praise people?"

Cheng Limin snorted coldly: "Will you hit a tree when you turn a corner?"

Huo Xingzhou snorted, and said solemnly: "No, but it's too cryptic for you to praise people like this. You have to do reading comprehension to find out that you praised me. This is too tiring."

Cheng Limin looked at him, "Then how do you think you are worthy of praise?"

Huo Xingzhou really thought about it, and in the quiet classroom, he said without shame: "You just say, students should follow Huo Xingzhou and Luo as examples and study hard."

Cheng Limin sneered, wishing he could throw the blackboard eraser on his face, "Use your example to mock people? Be honest with me, dare to bring Luo Xing to my ruin, and see how I can treat you."

"..."

After Cheng Limin finished speaking, he left the classroom. Huo Xingzhou was used to being shameless, and rounded up all the words that followed, making it look like Cheng Limin just praised him in front of the whole class.

He didn't blush and asked without panting: "Mr. Luo, you see that Mr. Cheng praised me just now. Is there any reward?"

"What reward do you want?"

Huo Xingzhou watched him swallow saliva unconsciously, his tense expression softened, and he wanted to think of something that was not easy, but he could bear it and accept it.

It's not good to be light, and you can't satisfy yourself.

Don't scare him anymore.

Huo Xingzhou pinched the palm of his hand, feeling that the palm was as soft as a kitten's pad, so he couldn't help pinching it twice more.

After thinking about it, he said, "Will you give me everything I want?"

Luo Xing didn't know what he wanted, but he believed that Huo Xingzhou would not let him do anything illegal or deliberately embarrass him, so he nodded.

Huo Xingzhou felt that the hole was almost dug, so he leaned closer to his ear: "I want you..."

Luo Xing's ears turned red, he raised his head as if taken aback, and looked at him in disbelief for several seconds.

Huo Xingzhou added: "Call me brother."

It was only after Luo Xing answered a few words that he realized that he looked at himself with a half-smile, as if he was about to see through him.

His eyes are very black, dark and deep like ink, and every time he stares at him, it always makes his heart beat out of balance.

Luo Xing couldn't avoid his gaze, and suddenly remembered that he was on the bed that day and whispered to the little box of Brother Xingzhou, and his face turned even redder.

Huo Xingzhou refused to let him hide, pinched his wrist and rubbed it a few times, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Luo."

Luo Xing's heart was numb by his intentionally low-pitched teacher Luo, because he was so close, he even heard a trace of breath, with a low smile, knocking on his heart one after another. superior.

Luo Xing clenched his fingers tightly, red all the way from the earlobe to the back of the neck.

Huo Xingzhou thought it was amused, raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, and Luo Xing bit his lips in irritation: "Don't, don't pinch me."

"Don't pinch you what?"

Luo Xing pursed his lips, because it was the end of get out of class now, and the students were all chatting, some of them were sitting backwards, and they could see this place as long as they turned their eyes, so they couldn't help feeling more nervous.

"...so itchy."

Huo Xingzhou's fingers were still pinching his ears moderately, making his legs and feet weak, and he would have lost his strength if he hadn't been sitting.

"Where is it itching?" Huo Xingzhou deliberately teased him, but he didn't let go, but he exerted more force, and he almost couldn't hold it anymore due to the grinding of his fingertips.

Luo Xing took a heavy breath, pressed his wrist unbearably, half raised his body and approached his ear, and shouted urgently: "OK, Brother Xingzhou."

Huo Xingzhou's fingertips also trembled, and he couldn't control his strength and squeezed his earlobe fiercely, and Luo Xing suddenly threw himself into his arms without strength.

His voice itself is soft, glutinous like a piece of freshly steamed sugar cake, with such a vibrato begging for mercy, calling him Brother Xingzhou in a hurry is like burying a ton of anti-torpedo tubes in the deep sea.

There was a burst of muffled spray, which set off a huge wave in the depths of his heart, and completely shattered his last defense, completely collapsing to nothing.

This kid is too annoying.

The tip of Luo Xing's nose hit his chest, he quickly pushed him to sit up straight and lowered his head, blushing no matter what Huo Xingzhou said, he never raised his head again, and focused on writing the paper.

Huo Xingzhou was in a good mood, and he also opened the test paper to write. After all, good grades can be rewarded, and he began to look forward to the next reward.

I don't know if the kid will be willing next time.

You have to be willing, you can’t.

-

Huo Xingzhou ran out of calculation paper here, and raised his hand to tap Luo Xing's elbow: "Mr. Luo, I don't have any calculation paper, here..."

Before the words were finished, a figure rushed over quickly, even Huo Xingzhou had no time to dodge, and was directly smashed onto the table by a five-year-five-year simulation.

"..." Huo Xingzhou glanced up and down at Feng Jia: "How about acting as Tarzan?"

Feng Jia poohed twice, and was about to speak when she saw Hu Jiawen coming in through the back door, and said, "Hu Jiawen, your family runs an inn in Canghua, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Feng Jia put his arms around his shoulders, and called one buddy at a time: "I heard that the original eco-industry you have over there is awesome, my birthday is next week, it's not interesting to be in a hotel, so I'm going to open a table at your house? "

"Okay, okay." Hu Jiawen didn't have many friends in the class, and he was only average in terms of grades and popularity. When he was suddenly hugged by his shoulders and called a buddy, he nodded flattered for a moment.

Feng Jiaxu babbled, and Hu Jiawen stammered: "Then when is your birthday, and what are the dishes, I'll let my parents prepare first?"

"No hurry, I'll be fine a few days later, let's have a big rest next week, Friday." Feng Jia turned to look at Huo Xingzhou, and said, "I thought about opening a few bottles of wine and having a good meal, Xiaoxiu smelled of alcohol all over his body He must be beaten to death by Lao Cheng and my father together."

"That's fine."

Feng Jia crossed his hands and propped the pestle on Huo Xingzhou's desk, ignoring his eyes, and asked, "My buddy is an adult, will you come?"

Huo Xingzhou: "Get up, it's pressing my test paper."

"What are you talking about, Brother Huo, those good students are a group of devils, let's not go, don't go." Feng Jia looked at Huo Xingzhou like a psychopath, and was about to tangle up when he picked up the test paper.

"You throw it." Huo Xingzhou smiled: "Wherever you throw it, your head will appear there later."

"I'll take a look, let's take a look." Feng Jia put down the test paper tremblingly, and asked again: "To be honest, I will be an adult next time I take a big break. Let's go out for a meal and have fun. I haven't gone out for a long time. played."

"Ah."

Huo Xingzhou nodded his head as he agreed.

Feng Jia glanced to the side from the corner of her eye, and thought about it a few times in her mind. She didn't know what she thought of, and then patted Luo Xing's desk: "What are you writing? What's there to write about this shit? Next week, you and Huo Xingzhou will be together Go to my birthday."

Luo Xing looked up.

Huo Xingzhou also turned his head, and the eyes of the two collided in the air.

Luo Xing thought of the sentence Brother Xingzhou just now, thought he was laughing at himself, and was a little at a loss, clenched his hands hidden under the belly of the table, his face that had just subsided a little turned red again.

"I don't necessarily have time, so I won't pass it. I will prepare a gift. Happy birthday to you."

Feng Jia felt bored. Since the three of them lived in the same dormitory, although they only had a relationship for a month, they would still have to live for a year in the future. They were so unflattering.

"Brother, this is boring..." Feng Jia was going to read the test paper again.

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes: "Didn't you hear something? You can't do anything without him?"

Feng Jia got excited when she heard this, and said, "Just blow it up, who doesn't know that you, Mr. Huo, are pouring in a glass, and wait for me to get drunk and draw a turtle on my face."

As soon as Huo Xingzhou lifted his foot, Feng Jia jumped up and jumped back with lightning speed, but he didn't expect it to be a false move, and he didn't kick it off at all.

"Fuck, you're scaring me again."

Li Lefan laughed a few times and came over, they all know that Huo Xingzhou is good at everything, but he doesn't know how to drink.

Not to mention red wine and white wine, even a glass of sparkling fruit wine is poured down, the amount of alcohol is outrageously shallow.

Feng Jia and Li Lefan hooked their shoulders together and turned to call Ye Qiaoqiao: "Hey, monitor, you can come with us next time you have a big break, you can drink, and when Huo Xingzhou loses consciousness, you have to take him away." go home."

Luo Xing was startled.

Ye Qiaoqiao...is she so close to him?

Luo Xing bit his lower lip and looked at Huo Xingzhou secretly. When his eyes met, he found that he was still looking at him. He was caught straight, and he lowered his head in a hurry.

A drunk Huo Xingzhou.