why are you forcing me to study

The face...is so hot.

My heart beats so fast.

what happened.

He Qinghui stepped back, "What, what confession, I said it was a misunderstanding...don't take it seriously."

"Then," Shan Yunche chased after him, and continued to lean towards him, "what if I take it seriously."

He Qinghui froze for a moment, then pushed him away indiscriminately, "This matter is more complicated, anyway...it's not what you think."

"It's not like this, so what."

do not know.

He Qinghui didn't know.

dare not look at him.

"He Qing is back."

Shan Yunche held He Qinghui's hand.

Hold very gently.

Four fingers gently hooked his.

It made He Qing's heart itch.

"……what."

"do you hate me."

Two selves suddenly appeared in He Qinghui's heart.

One is complaining loudly: Of course I hate it, I hate that you are such a perfect person, with no flaws in your body, and you always do some strange things to me.Of course I hate you pervert, I hate it to death.

But the other, said the opposite.

Who to trust?

Shan Yunche was waiting patiently for his answer.

After being silent for a while, He Qing turned his head away, "...I don't hate it."

It's all gone to this extent.

How could... make him hate it.

A smile finally appeared in Shan Yunche's eyes, "That's good."

Why, I'm so happy to hear that I don't hate him.

As if thinking of something, Shan Yunche raised his eyebrows, and suddenly picked up the quilt that He Qing returned, and wrapped him up in a yurt again.

Secretly trap him.

He Qing replied: "I'm going to be suffocated to death! Shan Yunche, what are you doing! Let me out quickly!!"

I just think this He Qinghui is really cute.

Don't want anyone to see it.

Want to hold in my arms.

Recently, Gu Yanhong has approached Shan Yunche a lot.

Not only that, Shan Yunche has been absent from class recently.

Abstain from class openly.

But the teachers of all subjects seemed to know what was going on tacitly, and no teacher had ever asked Shan Yunche why he didn't come.

Sometimes, He Qinghui looked at the empty seat next to him, as if he had returned to the days when he was sitting alone.

Sometimes, it feels like a dream.

Not so real dream.

"What are you thinking?"

When he woke up, he happened to see Shan Yunche.

She was looking at him with her chin in her hand.

"It's nothing." He Qinghui lay down on the desk, looking at the blue sky outside the window.

The moment I saw him just now, it felt so unreal.

He secretly pinched himself only to realize that he was overthinking.

"Shan Yunche," he switched sides and lay on his stomach, "what... have you been doing lately?"

Shan Yunche smiled, but didn't answer right away, "I thought you wouldn't ask me."

He Qing recalled that I wanted to ask a long time ago, but I just didn't know whether I should ask.

"so what?"

"Preparing for the city competition."

He Qinghui reacted for a while, and asked, "Is it the chemistry competition you mentioned last time?"

"Well. Been in training camp lately."

No wonder Gu Yanhong always called him to the office.

He Qing called back and said, "Hey, a god of learning at your level actually needs to work so hard? Shouldn't it be a matter of minutes?"

"Only by winning the gold medal in the municipal competition can you enter the provincial competition." Shan Yunche couldn't help rubbing his hair. "The gold medal is not as easy as you think."

"That's it." He Qinghui began to play with his stupid hair, "I thought everything was a small case for you."

"fool."

"Hey, by the way, when is the city competition?"

"next Saturday."

"So fast? It doesn't seem like a few days."

"Ah."

Since Shan Yunche is under such a lot of pressure... I guess his competitors are not so easy-going.

In a school like No. [-] Middle School, there are not many students who take competition so seriously.After all, IQ can't be played, and time can't be played.

Then the most powerful high school in the city should be...

"The person who competed with you...does he have Boying?"

"Ah."

"Well, I don't know anything about these games anyway."

"He Qing is back."

"what happened?"

"Will you come that day?"

Shan Yunche looked at him seriously.

"I……"

"I want to see you off the stage," he moved closer, "is that okay?"

He Qing paused for a moment, "D-Of course it's okay! Can you not support the competition? Hey, when the time comes, my name is Brother Chen, and the lunatics will go cheer for you together hahaha..."

"No," he said in a lower voice, "I just want to see you alone."

He Qinghui's laughter stopped abruptly, and the smile froze on his face.

He swallowed slightly embarrassed.

Originally I wanted to avoid this kind of ambiguous atmosphere, but people made it so obvious that it would be really inappropriate to refuse.

"Understood." He Qinghui's tone also became serious, "I will go, I promise! Just... I am alone!"

Shan Yunche couldn't be happier.

The "Love Letter Disturbance" last time was quite big, and several teachers in Class [-] and Chen Juan got together to discuss it.

Chen Juan: "Teacher Pan, tell me about the troubles caused by He Qinghui in your class, and my other school colleagues know about it. I really can't laugh or cry, hey."

After hearing what happened, Pan Zhongsheng laughed so hard that he drank a big cup of tea before calming down, "Hahaha, there's really nothing you can do about him."

"It's a lot of fun for us to have him."

Even Gu Yanhong couldn't stop laughing.

She admitted that she has always had a stereotype of He Qinghui.

Stereotyped him as a bad boy.

Ever since Shan Yunche said those words to her in the office last time, she has thought about it consciously or unconsciously for a long time.

I am also trying to reflect on whether I am really a bit too much.

Shouldn't there be so much malice towards this lovely child?

As far as she knew, He Qinghui did his homework well in other subjects, basically only chemistry, and he never wrote it.

He Qinghui was studying hard in the classroom, when Pan Zhongsheng somehow called him to the office.

As a result, I saw, well, almost all the subject teachers were there.

I feel sorry for him.

He Qinghui knocked on the door politely.

Pan Zhongsheng smiled happily, "Come here, He Qinghui, come here, we are talking about you."

Speaking of him?

How many teachers are together?

... Then [-]% is nothing good.

When he saw Chen Juan, he first said hello to the bent-over teacher, then puffed up his chest and said, "Director Chen, I have written the [-]-word self-criticism and put it on your desk, please check it."

Chen Juan couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud.

A few teachers started laughing together again.

Laughing so hard that He Qing shuddered, thinking that he had committed something again.

"Oh, I can't laugh anymore," Pan Zhongsheng took off his glasses to wipe away his tears, and said to He Qinghui, "I said He Qinghui, let's get down to business. The teacher does not object to homosexuality, but regardless of homosexuality or heterosexuality, we all agree." You can't fall in love early, don't you think?"

He Qinghui nodded quickly, "Yes, yes."

"As you said in your love letter, student Shan Yunche is indeed very outstanding, so even if you really like him, you must become even more outstanding."

He Qinghui continued to nod, "Yes, yes, you are right."

"In the eyes of the teacher, you are not much different from him."

He Qing replied: "?? Are you serious?"

"Of course, your Teacher Pan always judges people accurately. You see, our teachers are all aware of your progress in homework or exams. Young man, work hard!"

I have to say that Pan Zhongsheng really trusted him all the time.

Take over Class Eight from the beginning.

From seeing him for the first time.

Just choose to trust him unconditionally.

"Okay!" Pan Zhongsheng stood up holding the toad water glass, "Our grade group is going to have a meeting next door, so that's it for now."

The other teachers talked and laughed.

Only Gu Yanhong and He Qinghui stayed in the office.

He Qinghui was a little surprised why she didn't leave, but he didn't intend to stay here any longer.

As soon as he turned around, he heard Gu Yanhong calling his name: "He Qinghui."

He Qing trembled, turned around in surprise, not knowing what to say.

"He Qinghui, the teacher apologizes to you."

He Qinghui almost thought he was hallucinating.

She seemed to have lost her usual hostility in class, and instead had a kind face.

He Qinghui always thought that this kind of expression would only be shown when looking at Shan Yunche.

What an anomaly.

"The teacher shouldn't treat you like before. It's because the teacher has a bad attitude." Gu Yanhong looked into He Qinghui's eyes, "The teacher hopes that you don't reject the chemistry class because you hate my relationship. If it becomes your If you are unwilling to make up for the biggest shortcoming, it is also my failure in teaching."

He Qing listened back.

"You don't have to accept the teacher's apology, but I really hope you don't give up chemistry."

He Qinghui lowered his head and pondered for a while, then turned and walked towards the door of the office.

"...I don't hate you," he turned slightly, "and I don't intend to give up chemistry."

out of the office.

Gu Yanhong smiled gratifiedly.

Saturday.

He Qinghui rushed to the milk tea shop to open after class from Jiang Lijia.

The business of the milk tea shop is still as hot as ever.

The smile on the manager's face is also increasing day by day.

She saw He Qinghui standing there alone, looked around, and said strangely: "Hey, why didn't the other handsome guy come?"

He Qing smiled back, "Oh, he, he has a very important game in the city today, so he forgot to ask you for leave for him."

"Hahaha, the handsome guy looks good and is so powerful? I'm so envious."

Shan Yunche gave him an exact start time for the match.

He put on his watch and looked at it from time to time.

Fortunately, although the city center is not close to here, it is enough time after calculation.

Downtown S.

The city competition of the chemistry competition is in the form of an on-site competition. Four teams from Boying, Xinghe, Chenghai and Pucheng No. [-] Middle School participated together.

Among the four teams, Boying had the most contestants, but the contestants in the No. [-] middle school were only Shan Yunche and a boy from Class [-].

The other three schools had huge "fan groups" who came to the scene to cheer them on, but no one from the Fourth Middle School came to see them.

Because Shan Yunche didn't tell them the time of the city competition.

He only wanted He Qing to be alone.

That's enough.

The leader of Boying's team was Li Ziyang, Shan Yunche's strongest opponent in Boying's class.

Their "fan club" is even more powerful.

"Ziyang is the best!! Waiting for you to get the gold medal!!"

"I'll go, I just saw that the player from No. [-] High School...isn't it Ah Che?"

"Oh my god, this game is too exciting, the two of them are rivals again!"

"I don't know who to cheer for..."

"Nonsense, of course cheers for our class Li Ziyang, you have to stand firm!"

"Hey, I'm really not used to this... I really want Ah Che to come back..."

"That's right, if Ache is on our side, Boying will definitely win. What does it have to do with the No. [-] Middle School..."

Referee: "All schools, please wait in the backstage. The No. 16 National Middle School Students Chemistry Contest S City Competition will start soon. This competition will be the first selection in the form of an on-site closed-book exam..."

On the other side, Sweet Rabbit Milk Tea Shop.

He Qinghui pinpointed the time, took off the apron, went in and said to the manager: "Sister, I'm about to arrive, let's go first."

The manager smiled and nodded, "Go and see another handsome guy, just let Xiao Liu take over, hahaha."

Just as He Qinghui took his coat and schoolbag and was about to leave, chaos suddenly appeared in the shop.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

"Hey, what's wrong with the old man? Take a look quickly?"

"Call an ambulance quickly?"

A little girl of a few years old was standing next to the old man and was crying all the time.

He Qinghui immediately retreated, squatting down beside the old man to check the situation.

The old man kept clutching his chest, where his heart was located, and gasped for breath with great difficulty.

Looks like it's sick.

"I have to go to the hospital quickly, any of you should call 120 immediately"

He Qing knew where the hospital was very close to here.

Not being able to control that much anymore, he squatted down and said to the little girl: "Little sister, don't worry, just wait here, okay? Grandpa will be fine for sure."

The little girl wiped her tears and nodded obediently.

He immediately threw the schoolbag aside, picked up the old man and ran to the hospital.

I was very tired and the sun was very strong, so I was sweating profusely after running.

"Grandpa, hold on, we'll be there soon! Hold on!"

"Sister Nurse! I'm in trouble! There's a grandpa here who needs to be treated urgently!!"

Seeing this, the nurse sister quickly pulled out a bed and asked He Qinghui to put grandpa down, "Okay, okay, we will notify the doctor immediately!"

The guarantor was sent to the emergency room, and He Qinghui came out slowly.

He stood in the lobby of the hospital, bent over and supported his knees, panting heavily, his clothes soaked in sweat.

Then he raised his wrist and looked at his watch——

There are only 10 minutes left before the start of the city competition! !

No. [-] bus is long gone.

The calculated route and time were completely disrupted.

What should I do!

He Qinghui rushed out of the hospital and waved vigorously when he saw a taxi, but none of them stopped.

8 minutes.

Finally, a taxi stopped in front of him.

He hurriedly opened the door and got into the car, "Master, the city center, the sooner the better!!"

As a result, the traffic jam started halfway through the journey, and the taxi stopped there for a long time without moving.

Only 3 minutes left.

He Qinghui was so anxious that he was about to explode, "Master, can you hurry up, I really have something urgent!"

The master also replied impatiently: "Young man, don't you see the traffic ahead? Do you think I want to stop here? I don't think there is any way soon! My car doesn't have wings."

"Ache, the game is about to start, they are all in place. Can't we go there?"

Shan Yunche looked at his watch, and then at the empty seat under the stage.

"I want to wait a little longer."

1 minutes.

He Qinghui sent countless WeChat messages to Shan Yunche, and made countless phone calls, but no one responded.

He Qing was so anxious that he wanted to drop the phone, "Damn it! Shan Yunche, you fucking answer my phone!!"

Could it be that he didn't bring his mobile phone with him when he played?

Ahhhh my god that's too bad! !

no solution anymore.

He Qinghui fumbled in his pocket, took out a 50 yuan note and threw it to the driver, "I can't wait, master, I'll take it here. Thank you!"

The master poked his head out and shouted, "Hey, young man! I'm looking for your money!"

While running, He Qing turned his head back from a distance and replied, "No need, master!"

He ran so fast that he almost hit the car several times on the road.

Running, he felt as if he could not see the road at all.

Only Shan Yunche's face could be seen.

"Will you come that day?"

"I want to see you off stage, is that okay?"

"No, I just want to see you alone."

Damn.

Wait for me, Shan Yunche.

Please, please wait for me!

"finally reached……"

The time has passed.

Still...can you catch up?

As soon as he opened the door to the arena—

No spectators, no players, no referees.

All that was left was a pile of crumbling tables and chairs, and a mess all over the floor.

Aunt the cleaner is sweeping the ground.

He stepped forward and asked, "Auntie, may I ask... is this the venue for the chemistry competition?"

Aunt: "Yes, but the competition is over."

ended.

The game is over.

He Qinghui still didn't catch up.

He sat on the ground blankly.

so tired.

Why is it so.

The game is over.

He frantically refreshed WeChat.

Shan Yunche still didn't reply to his message.

Why don't you reply to the message...

It was late when we got back to the dormitory.

He Qinghui stood outside the door.

A faint light can be seen through the gap.

It seemed that Shan Yunche was inside.

His hand hovered over the doorknob, unable to press it for a long time.

always have to face.

Escape is not the answer.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shan Yunche sitting at the desk writing questions.

Hearing the movement at the door, he didn't even lift his head.

He Qinghui sat down on his own bed, facing Shan Yunche.

From his expression can not see any waves.

Didn't speak for so long...are you angry?

He Qinghui remembered the seriousness in his eyes when he said those words.

There are many, think.

He Qing had a lot of words in his throat but couldn't utter a single word.

I just saw the apple and the glass bowl on the side.

So I took one out of the bag, washed it well, came back and sat down, and sat there quietly to peel the skin.

Cut into pieces and place in a glass bowl.

Shan Yunche's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he continued to write the question.

Finally, insert a toothpick and push the glass bowl in front of him, "Eat... eat."

not talking.

He Qinghui knew that he must be angry.

This is how to do.

Peel an apple for him and don't eat it.

He Qinghui lowered his head, fiddled with his fingers a little at a loss, and finally stammered: "I... I didn't go today... There is a reason, no, I didn't deliberately let you go."

ignore him.

"Believe it or not... Actually, I went to the scene today, but... it's late, late."

Still ignore him.

He Qinghui's heart was pounding.

"Shan Yunche, you are talking."

After Shan Yunche finished writing the last competition exercise, he put away the pen and paper, turned off the lamp, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

He would rather have Shan Yunche beat him up now than this kind of cold violence.

"Hey, Shan Yunche!" He Qinghui couldn't help standing up and grabbing his wrist, "Can you listen to my explanation?"

The air was quiet for a second, and he finally heard him say: "No need to explain."

Don't you even plan to give him... the chance to explain?

"Why don't you let me explain? I really..."

Shan Yunche slowly turned around and looked at him, "Because I know He Qing must be delayed by something."

"What... what?"

"Because I know that He Qinghui is not such a person."

"you……"

"Because I believe in you."

Because I believe, there is no need to explain.

He Qinghui was stunned for a moment, and asked him: "Are you... not angry?"

Shan Yunche smiled and shook his head.

The idiot who did nothing wrong but lowered his head to peel an apple for him.

How could he be willing to be angry?

Hearing this, He Qinghui complained a little aggrieved: "Then you ignored me just now, and you didn't answer the phone or WeChat, what is that?"

"It's a punishment."

"what?"

"I'm not angry, but it doesn't mean that this matter will end here." Before He Qing could react, Shan Yunche pressed him on the desk, "How are you going to compensate me?"