Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Song Ye wondered if it was too direct to scare people, and he didn't hear the response from the other side after waiting for a long time.

He couldn't help but look at Pei Hanmo's reaction, and then his face was full of disbelief——

A person who is cold, indifferent, and rarely shows his emotions or anger on the surface, now frowns and grins at times, like a patient who has escaped from a mental hospital.

Could it be sick?

Song Ye was worried, and stretched out his hand in front of Pei Hanmo's eyes, then was caught by a clean and slender hand, the palm was warm and dry.

Pei Hanmo's eyes were shining like stars, Song Ye had never seen him so happy.

"Well, I like you."

The low voice seemed to be whispering in Song Ye's ear, but it exploded in his mind like gorgeous fireworks.

Knowing and hearing it are two different things. Even with the mental preparation, Song Ye was still disturbed by his heartbeat. The undisguised joy infected Song Ye's emotions, and every pore was clamoring for excitement.

It wasn't the excitement of winning a three-pointer by sweating on the playground, nor the excitement of skipping class and going out to play computer games. It was hard for Song Ye to describe his mood at this time. Unprecedented joy and strange feelings were intertwined...

Song Ye felt that he was also sick.

Apparently, Pei Hanmo's symptoms were not mild. There was an incompatible smirk on Yan Li's face, and Gao Leng Xueshen became the village chief's stupid son in an instant. He didn't notice at all, and grabbed Song Ye's hand and pressed it against his chest. , The agitation below came out again and again.

"Here I say I like you very much."

The usual calmness was completely gone, Pei Hanmo seemed to feel that the words were too pale, and he used the most stupid way to prove his love, his violent heartbeat gradually synchronized with Song Ye's, and the two handsome boys looked at each other and smirked.

Pei Hanmo seemed to realize that he was overreacting, so he tried his best to press the corners of his mouth, but to no avail, even the brows were stained with joy.

"Can I chase you now?"

Song Ye said this in advance, but when he heard Pei Hanmo ask bluntly, he felt embarrassed for the first time, "You, you decide..."

Pei Hanmo: "So you agreed?"

"Promise what?"

"with me."

Song Ye was stunned, and looked at him in disbelief, "You only confessed your love for less than a minute?!"

Pei Hanmo's fingertips rubbed against his palm a few times, and Song Ye's figure was reflected in his eyes, "Is it soon?"

"But," he said seriously, "I like you...for a long time, Song Ye."

Song Ye's heart trembled, his fingers curled up unconsciously, until he heard the next sentence, the shock covered up the throbbing.

"Besides, I've been chasing you for a long time."

"?? When did you have..."

Song Ye suddenly fell silent, remembering the special things that Pei Hanmo had for him, such as the daily caring for him, coaxing him to be happy, studying with him, writing self-criticism for him, embarrassing himself in front of the whole school with him...

From the very beginning, Pei Hanmo got along with the purpose of pursuit, but he didn't realize it at all, and he still thought that he was his best buddy and deserved special treatment.

"Wait, since when did you..." Have ulterior motives for him?

Song Ye thought that their intersection was on the day of rebirth, "Could it be the day you sent me to the infirmary? You fell in love with me at first sight?"

Pei Hanmo: "It is."

If Song Ye had a tail, he would definitely be able to see his tail raised high, his smug little appearance was very attractive, Pei Hanmo couldn't help stretching out his hand, dragging his chin with the palm of his hand, moving his thumb on his face.

"Can I agree now?" In order not to appear anxious, Pei Hanmo added, "It's been 5 minutes."

"..."

This is not counted by the minute, okay? !

Song Ye couldn't imagine that the person who hadn't dared to confess his love a few days ago would be urging him to agree now.

Song Ye couldn't bear the grievances he suffered these days alone, he wanted Pei Hanmo to have a taste of it.

"Looking at your performance, at least..." Song Ye wanted to make a very difficult request, but he didn't have any experience in love, so he didn't know what to do to pursue someone, so he had to change it to a deadline, "At least wait until I graduate."

Pei Hanmo's hand suddenly lost strength, leaving a red mark on Song Ye's face, "I will only wait until you grow up."

The final exam will be in a few days. Since the first grade and the second grade are in the class, the classroom is not as noisy as before. Even Zhao Jingming is copying the blackboard with his pen.

Song Ye's gaze moved an inch to the right from the blackboard, and fell into a pair of dark smiling eyes, and then slowly moved away after a few seconds.

After listening to a question, Zhao Jingming lost his pen in dizziness, and quickly found some gossip to refresh himself, "Brother Pei, has his sex changed these days? The corner of his mouth has never been down all day long, and he took the initiative to give us a lecture. It's like getting blood from a chicken."

Talking every day, every time the class breaks, the students in class 25 are both happy and painful, like a sponge soaked in water, still desperately absorbing knowledge, I don’t know if my head can bear it, but I can listen to Xueshen’s lectures. An excellent opportunity, no matter how painful it is, you have to learn.

"You said he didn't have any energy to use, so he came to torment us." Zhao Jingming stayed up late at night to study the questions, with dark circles on his face, looking very tired.

Song Ye was a little guilty. Ever since Pei Hanmo said to chase him that day, it was like a flood that had opened the gate. It seemed that the feelings that had been suppressed for a long time were unfettered and rushed towards Song Ye overwhelmingly.

Whenever Song Ye looked at him, Pei Hanmo's eyes were very bright. Although he didn't say it out loud, Song Ye could understand the meaning in it - did you agree to my pursuit?

Completely forgot to say that when he grows up.

Song Ye thought that Pei Hanmo took good care of him, but in the past few days, he refreshed his cognition. As soon as his hands moved, Pei Hanmo unscrewed the lid and handed the water glass to him. When he was a little sleepy while doing the questions, Pei Hanmo came over to ask Does he want to rest... on his shoulders.

Even when he went to the toilet, Pei Hanmo stayed close to him until Song Ye stopped him from the cubicle, and when he came out, Pei Hanmo's hand stretched out to startle Song Ye.

What about your cleanliness? !

Pei Hanmo was even more clingy than his family's Dahei. If it wasn't for Song Ye's refusal, it might be more than just holding hands.

The normally cold person suddenly became enthusiastic, and Song Ye couldn't stand it for a while, so there was a scene where Pei Hanmo went to harm other students.

Song Yeyu said earnestly, "Study hard and strive for success."

"Brother Ye, you don't know, my dad called me a good one recently! Then what, he is as gentle as a spring breeze, laughing to death, and doubled my pocket money." Zhao Jingming beamed when he mentioned this, "Brother Pei, here you go!" How much money is charged for tutoring, can my family give him double?"

"No, I'll just make up for him."

When Pei Hanmo came back, he wiped the water from his hands. He never took his eyes off Song Ye. After sitting down, he stretched out his hands from underneath and grabbed Song Ye's.

Song Ye glanced at him lightly, and then said to Zhao Jingming: "My brother gave the money, if you want to know, just ask him."

Thinking of Young Master Song's stern and controlling appearance, Zhao Jingming dismissed the idea.

Pei Hanmo's freshly washed hands were still cool, Song Ye struggled a few times without breaking away, and signaled with his eyes: still in the classroom!let go!

Pei Hanmo blinked: No one noticed.

Song Ye: That doesn't work either!

Pei Hanmo leaned closer, and because he was still holding hands, he could only put his shoulders against his shoulders. His other hand went directly behind Song Ye, as if he was going to hold Song Ye in his arms.

Pei Hanmo lowered his head, and his fiery breath burned Song Ye's ears, "It's not like we haven't held each other before, why can't we do it now?"

"Of course because..." The occasion is wrong.

Wait, this pose...

The two boys hugged each other, still in the classroom, Zhao Jingming was still watching—oh, Zhao Jingming went out.

Song Ye went from tense to relieved, there was no transition in between, low laughter rang in his ears, and the tingling and tingling felt in his heart.

Song Ye glared at him angrily, and with this movement, the distance between the two of them was brought closer, so close that as long as they lowered their eyes, they could see each other's lips. According to his preference, people can't look away at all.

"Song Ye..."

Pei Hanmo's voice became hoarse, and his breath fell on Song Ye's fair face, which gradually turned red, like a flame born in the ice and snow, attracting the hunting beasts.

Hearing this, Song Ye raised his eyes. At that moment, he had the illusion that he was the prey. The sense of danger of being targeted made him feel like a light on his back, and his deep and aggressive eyes fixed him in place, unable to move.

It was the same look from last time, as if trying to swallow him alive, Song Ye's back was stiff and his eyes were wary.

Pei Hanmo seemed to see his uneasiness, the aggressive oppressive feeling disappeared suddenly, and Song Ye secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The familiar Leng Xiang suddenly approached, and before Song Ye could react, Pei Hanmo backed away.

Seeing the book in his hand, Song Ye understood what this man suddenly wanted to do by approaching him.

"Don't be afraid, I said I will wait for you."

After Pei Hanmo finished speaking, he picked up the pen and started to check the question as usual, as if the person who spoke was not him, and the eyes that clearly wanted to kiss him just now...

Song Ye didn't know if it was because of embarrassment or something else, but he suddenly wanted to tear off Pei Hanmo's superficial indifference, so that he couldn't be left alone.

Putting the palms of Pei Hanmo's wrists, "Don't be so busy, I don't want to do the questions tonight."

Just as Song Ye was about to continue, when he saw the person who suddenly stood up, he didn't intend to leave, his quiet eyes swept across Song Ye's face, and finally stopped on their folded hands.

"..."

Without even thinking about it, Song Ye withdrew his hand, but was held down by Pei Hanmo's other palm and could not move.

He could only bite the bullet, raised his head and asked Ji Shaoyu, "Are you looking for me?"

Ji Shaoyu didn't seem to see their interaction, or didn't take it seriously, and there was no other expression on his face, "I'll find him and ask a few questions."

"Okay, you can ask."

"No."

Two voices sounded at the same time, and four eyes looked at Pei Hanmo at the same time.

Seeing Pei Hanmo's aggrieved expression, he complained, "You haven't finished what you just said."

Hearing this, Song Ye smiled, and regardless of Ji Shaoyu's still watching, he leaned into Pei Hanmo's ear and whispered, "Let's do something else tonight."

After finishing speaking, the corner of his mouth raised even more.

The pulse under his palm was no less than his heartbeat.

It seems that someone is not calm on the surface.