Can I like you

Xiao Peng looked at Li Shuhe through the dim light, if it wasn't covered by his slender eyelashes, he should be able to see the tears in his eyes now.

He lowered his voice, as if moaning from his chest, repeating over and over again: "You are injured, I didn't even notice...I didn't stop him...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The heart was pounding, Xiao Peng panicked, Li Shuhe's mood was not right!He took the matter too seriously, as if he had been stabbed rather than clubbed.

"Li... Shuhe?" Xiao Peng shouted.

"sorry Sorry……"

The fingers on the arm tightened suddenly, but trembled more violently, Xiao Peng could even clearly feel the fear and sorrow in his heart.

Xiao Peng's hand hung above Li Shuhe's head, and he paused for a long time before falling down: "Li Shuhe, don't do this, I'm fine." But he just shook his head helplessly, and slowly rested his forehead on his knee.

The subtle pain was magnified by others, and they felt genuinely distressed, trembling because of their own injuries, wishing they could bear everything instead of him.Xiao Peng almost couldn't remember how long he hadn't experienced being cared for and cared about like this.

Stroking down Li Shuhe's curly hair, he lifted his drooping head slightly, but was hurt by the reddish corners of his eyes, Xiao Peng couldn't help frowning.

He tried his best to explain to Li Shuhe in a whispering voice: "There is nothing I'm sorry for. You have resisted a lot with strength. It's just that I accidentally got hurt, it's not your problem."

"Look, am I okay now?"

Maybe it's because Xiao Peng's voice is too gentle, maybe it's because Li Shuhe's eyes are too deep, or maybe it's because the distance between them is beyond reasonable limits.

The eyes were fixed at an inappropriate distance, Xiao Peng's heart beat faster and faster, Li Shuhe's eyes wandered across his face, from between the brows to the pupils, across the bridge of the nose and fixed on his lips.

Xiao Peng sat firmly on the side of the bed, watching that handsome young face tentatively approaching, feeling his warm panting and the entanglement of his own breathing.A numb trembling climbed up Xiao Peng's back, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling around, but at the moment when the defense was about to break, he stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

The unexpected push caused Li Shuhe to fall solidly, and also completely disappeared the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

Xiao Peng ignored Li Shuhe's astonished eyes, tried his best to suppress his beating heart, and made his voice sound peaceful: "It's getting late, I'm sleepy, go to bed early." After speaking, he turned over and hid on the bed , wrapped himself tightly in a quilt.

Xiao Peng admits that he is not sensitive enough to emotions, but he is not a fool either!Li Shuhe's previous behaviors had already made him somewhat puzzled, but today, those unreasonable behaviors seemed to have a reasonable explanation.

Xiao Peng was annoyed that he was such an old man, that he couldn't even understand the thoughts of a young man.But Li Shuhe... isn't he straight?Doesn't he still have someone he likes who wants to make money to buy a house and start a family?If he hadn't pushed him away just now, wouldn't the two of them be kissing the next moment? !

Xiao Peng was covered under the quilt, his head seemed to be stuffed with a messy ball of wool, with countless clues but he couldn't sort out the clues.

The other side of the bed was sunken, Xiao Peng's muscles tensed instantly, and he dodged to the side of the bed unconsciously.

The person behind him had no choice but to smile wryly, stood up again, the door slammed softly, Xiao Peng knew that Li Shuhe had gone to the living room.

Xiao Peng's mind was in a mess, but he didn't dare to ask the truth right in front of him.Li Shuhe is only 22 years old, the difference of 8 years old does not sound big, but after a long relationship, he really has no extra energy to grow up with a boy.He is a very good person, Young Sunshine will take care of others, and he will be an excellent lover, but such a lover should not be his.

Just thinking wildly like this, Xiao Peng didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he was woken up by the piercing alarm clock. Xiao Peng, who was in a daze, reached out and fumbled for the phone by the pillow, but the alarm clock turned off. The bell is still ringing.

Teacher Xiao sat up with his eyes closed, extended his bedside to touch the ringing mobile phone and pressed the alarm clock, subconsciously glanced at the time, and was awakened instantly.

On the screen of the phone is his photo, dressed in a nine-tailed fox wide-sleeved Jin-made Han suit, with his brows slightly raised and his mouth smiling sideways.It was this photo that made him a hot topic on Weibo, but Xiao Peng didn't know it, he only knew that it wasn't his phone.

Before Xiao Peng could figure it out, the phone was pulled out by a slender hand.

Li Shuhe stood in front of the bed rubbing his eyes, and said softly to his complicated eyes: "Morning."

Yesterday, both of them didn't go to sleep until after two o'clock, Xiao Peng himself was sleepy and uncomfortably sleepy, from the way he rubbed his eyes, he knew that he was not that comfortable.

Xiao Peng cleared his throat, tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, and said, "Today is Saturday..."

"Yeah, I know." Li Shuhe said in a low voice, "I'll cook and send that student to the Academic Affairs Office after dinner."

This is obviously what he has been doing all the time, but after yesterday, Xiao Peng no longer dared to take it for granted.

"Let me do it!" Xiao Peng lifted the quilt, quickly adjusted his clothes, and before he could put on his slippers, Li Shuhe forcefully pushed him back on the bed.

The overlapping postures made Xiao Peng almost stop breathing in shock. Li Shuhe looked at him with his body, and Gujing Wubo's eyes swept across his face. He said emotionally: "I'll go." Then he let go of his hand, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Xiao Peng lay stiffly on the bed, staring at the ceiling silently digesting the turbulent waves in his heart.

Suburban villa area.

Xiong Weining was sleeping dimly with the quilt in his arms at this time, and he regretted his promise to come back with Hai Jiajie yesterday, since he entered the garage, he has been worried all the time, for fear that this always moody person will suddenly attack him.

Fortunately, apart from giggling all the way, Hai Jiajie didn't have any other abnormalities. He even stood downstairs and watched him go upstairs, consciously keeping a distance.

Xiong Weining locked the door vigilantly, half asleep and half awake all night, and fell asleep only when the sky turned white.

8:[-] am.

It snowed all night, and there was no intention of stopping even at this point. The sky outside the window was gloomy, and the room with the curtains drawn seemed to be still in the dark.

The phone vibrated muffledly, Xiong Weining retracted his head into the bed and began to search all over the bed, and finally found the phone at the edge of the end of the bed.

"Hello..." Xiong Weining stretched his feet over the pillow and hugged him in his arms, and shouted hoarsely.

"I'll go! What's wrong with your voice?" The leader on the other end of the phone's hairs stood on end, this is the lead singer!Nothing can happen during the intensive rehearsal period recently! ! !

Xiong Weining coughed and collapsed on the bed: "It's okay, the air-conditioned room is too dry and there is no water to drink."

The head of the group over there let out a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death! You have to protect your throat!"

"Yeah." Xiong Weining lazily moaned, squinted his eyes and planned to continue sleeping, and then jumped up when he was startled by the sound of the door lock turning.

As soon as Hai Jiajie opened the door, he saw Xiong Weining squatting at the end of the bed wrapped in a quilt, staring at him like a white sheep.

"..." Mr. Hai closed the door casually, locked the cold air out, rubbed his thumb against his nose and said, "Breakfast is here, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Xiong Weining tightened the quilt, his face full of wariness.

Hai Jiajie coughed: "You...don't look at me like that."

"I locked the door." Xiong Weining said coldly.

Hai Jiajie chuckled: "Isn't this turning on the air conditioner for you!"

"So you got up in the middle of the night and sneaked into my room?" Xiong Weining pierced him mercilessly.

Hai Jiajie narrowed his eyes, smiled happily with a shy face, Xiong Weining gritted his teeth and slapped the pillow beside him on his face, and regretted it just after the slap: This early in the morning...won't I be pressed down by him for a while? Beat it on the bed!

However, Mr. Hai just hugged the pillow silly, and repeated patiently: "Get up and eat."

Xiong Weining couldn't help frowning: Is this still the same Hai Jiajie?Could it be that he was really possessed by something dirty last night?

Just say not to climb the mountain in the middle of the night!It's easy for weird things to happen! !

Teacher's apartment.

The boy from yesterday had dark circles under his eyes, a bruised nose and a swollen face, sitting on the sofa, timidly drinking a bowl of porridge.Xiao Peng was holding the bowl in a daze, staring at the dining table in a daze without knowing what to eat.

Li Shuhe added a spoonful of meat floss to Xiao Peng's bowl, Xiao Peng froze, and silently put the bowl on the table.

Li Shuhe lowered his eyes, covered the gloomy flash in his eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Which class is it?"

The boy straightened his back instantly, glanced at Xiao Peng, then lowered his head and answered in a low voice, "Class 9, Senior One."

"You are capable of making enemies right after entering school." Li Shuhe sneered, and the boy's head dropped even lower.

Xiao Peng frowned and glanced at Li Shuhe, but Li Shuhe didn't look at him, picked up the bowl and began to eat obediently, again with that harmless appearance.

Xiao Peng's temples were throbbing, why...he said not to talk to students like this, why can't he remember?

The boy wanted to bury his head in the bowl, Xiao Peng sighed lightly: "Is there a conflict with the classmates in the class?"

The boy shook his head and didn't speak, Li Shuhe's eyes darkened, Xiao Peng quickly pressed his arm, for fear that he would say something inappropriate again.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me. You are not a student in our class anyway. I have already called the Academic Affairs Office. Your class teacher is coming to school. If you have anything to say, just tell him." Xiao Peng let go of Li Shuhe's hand Arm, raised it to the boy, "Come with me after eating."

The boy ate his food three times and twice, carefully put the bowl on the table, pinched his fingers and looked at Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng glanced at Li Shuhe, who was sitting at the table motionless from beginning to end, from the corner of his eye, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't ask to follow, otherwise he really didn't know how to face him.

Braving the wind and snow to bring the boy to the Academic Affairs Office, he saw Nian Xiuming standing in front of the door from a distance, Xiao Peng greeted him with a smile: "I'm sorry, Dean Nian, I'll trouble you to come over on weekends."

Director Nian still had the same ice-berg face for thousands of years. He glanced at Luo Xue on his shoulder and let them into the office with a light hum.

The head teacher of Class 9, Senior One, hadn't arrived yet, Nian Xiuming was sitting at his desk, looking at the little boy.Xiao Peng looked amused, this year the director's prestige is really strong, this child is like a chick hiding from a hawk, sticking to his arm and not daring to move.

"What's going on?" Nian Xiuming turned his gaze to Xiao Peng, and asked in his usual icy tone.

The little boy hid behind Xiao Peng again, and even reached out and grabbed his sleeve, looking really frightened.Teacher Xiao was really helpless, so he consciously recounted what happened yesterday.

After listening to Xiao Peng's words, Nian Xiuming turned his eyes to the boy again, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

The author has something to say:

Love line! ! !He finally showed up!