Paranoid academic gods are always poor

The two seats in the back row were vacant all day, and Zhao Jingming almost wanted to rush to the office to ask Lao Wang why the two of them didn't come to class, but luckily he could call to ask.

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As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Jingming asked in a dissatisfied tone: "It was agreed not to skip class to celebrate, but you escaped yourself. How can I feel sorry for my brothers and I?"

"Zhao Jingming? Who skipped class?"

The rough voice was obviously not Song Ye's. Zhao Jingming was puzzled and felt a little familiar at the same time. The other party's next sentence made him instantly regret making the call.

"Bring your mobile phone privately? Come to my office."

Song Ye's mobile phone was confiscated by Lao Wang!

It was too late when Zhao Jingming remembered, and he lost another mobile phone crying.

Old Wang is also worried. The two top students in the class did not come to class today for no reason. If it was in the past, his first reaction would be that Song Ye skipped class again. Now he is worried that something happened to Song Ye, so he called The guardian was relieved when he learned that he was unwell and was resting at home.

He knew about Pei Hanmo's family situation, so he didn't worry too much.

Song family.

Young Master Song put down his phone and waited for the explanation from the two people in front of him.

Pei Hanmo's expression was innocent, he couldn't tell that he was the one who came up with the idea of ​​skipping class, Song Ye withdrew his gaze, looked at Young Master Song obediently, and said in a soft voice, "Brother, it's my birthday today, why don't you As a gift for me, let's go out and relax for a day?"

"I've already delivered the present." First Young Master Song glanced at the car keys on the table after finishing speaking.

"...I don't have a driver's license."

Although his driving skills in his previous life are still there, he dare not go on the road without a license.

The fingers under the table were hooked, Song Ye tilted his head to meet Pei Hanmo's expectant gaze, and made a soft and coquettish expression, not seeing Pei Hanmo's hot eyes.

"Brother, just for one day, I won't delay my studies..."

Young Master Song turned his head away as if he had no eyes, "I didn't say no."

"Thank you brother!" Song Ye stood up and pulled Pei Hanmo to run upstairs, leaving Young Master Song sighing, watching his younger brother being kidnapped and feeling uncomfortable at all.

Upstairs, Song Ye closed the door, "Wait until I find my phone..."

Before he finished speaking, his shoulders were pressed and his back was pressed against the door panel. Song Ye raised his head in doubt, and was kissed by Pei Hanmo. It was not like the violent wind and rain before, but licked his palate carefully, tenderly Taking care of every place meticulously, Song Ye couldn't help but entangle with him, drowning in his deep eyes.

After the kiss, Song Ye rested his chin on Pei Hanmo's shoulder to pant, and pushed him away annoyed for a moment, "Old Wang confiscated my mobile phone."

Pei Hanmo slid his thumb across his lips, and said with a smile, "I'll give you mine."

"I have no money……"

"I have."

That's right, Pei Hanmo is now a rich man!

Song Ye's depression was swept away, and he was very much looking forward to the day when Xue Shen took him to skip class.

It’s not even after school at this time, and there are not many people outside the school. Pei Hanmo took Song Ye past the gate of Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. The young lady who set up a stall opposite was attracted by the temperament of the two. The handsome boy glanced over with cold eyes.

She quickly looked away, and when she accidentally saw the two holding hands, she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. She didn't come back until she couldn't see their figures, regretting that she didn't take a picture of this beautiful couple.

right!Definitely a couple!

With the eyes of her being single for more than 20 years, she will definitely not be wrong.

The young lovers... Cough, Song Ye glanced at the school's wall, subconsciously looking for a foothold, "The wall of your school is much shorter than that of the high school."

The junior high school is Pei Hanmo's alma mater, and they agreed to take Song Ye out for his birthday, but he came here. Song Ye didn't have any objections, but he didn't think Pei Hanmo was a nostalgic person either.

Song Ye turned around and asked, "Go in?"

Pei Hanmo shook his head and pulled him further into the alley.

"Do you still remember this place?" Just when Song Ye was at a loss, he was even more at a loss when he heard Pei Hanmo's words.

However, Pei Hanmo stopped giving any prompts after asking, and quietly waited for Song Ye to recall.

"I'm not a student here..."

Song Ye was halfway through speaking, and suddenly remembered that there was another person who was a student here.

He once came here to look for Ji Shaoyu. The first time he came to M City was after the high school entrance examination. At that time, he looked like a delinquent boy in his attire. Naturally, the security guards at the door did not dare to let him in. Later, he seemed to encounter a group of real delinquents. The students were bullying the weak, and he got into a fight when he had nothing to do.

That was Song Ye's first fight in a strange place, it's not difficult to recall, but... what does this have to do with Pei Hanmo?

Is it...

Pei Hanmo signaled him to speak out with encouraging eyes.

"Are you one of those bad boys?"

Song Ye frowned, he wouldn't believe that Pei Hanmo went to bully the weak, but it could not be ruled out that he was forced to join... When Song Ye thought that Pei Hanmo was among the group of people he beat up at the beginning, he felt guilty and angry. Distressed, I didn't see Pei Hanmo's face getting darker and darker.

Pei Hanmo said quietly: "...I was saved by you."

Song Ye couldn't believe it. Trying to think back, he could only think that the boy who was being bullied had a weak sense of existence, and he couldn't think of his appearance. He didn't expect that it was Pei Hanmo? !

But... Song Ye raised his eyebrows: "You still need my help?"

To be precise, Song Ye's unexpected appearance at that time did not ruin the good deeds of the bad boys, but ruined Pei Hanmo's plan.

The person who can scare the gangsters in the area is naturally not a good person, but at that time, Pei Hanmo, who looked malnourished, was a lonely and pitiful little boy, who was blocked and blackmailed almost every day after school.It happened to be a group of new faces that day, and the familiar ones were still lying in the hospital and couldn't get out of bed. It was their bad luck that they came together when Pei Hanmo was in a normal mood.

The boy's clean and cool breath was covered up by thicker gloom, his eyes under the long bangs were stern and fierce, he clenched his fists amidst laughter and threats, the corner of his mask's small mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a clear light juvenile voice.

"Hey, good dog out of the way."

The languid voice has an irresistible unruliness, and the young man's hairstyle is very middle-aged, which gives people a kind of astonishment that cannot be ignored.

Song Ye paused, ignored the anger of the punks, and apologized without sincerity: "I made a mistake, you are not good dogs."

Song Ye, who started fighting, ran into Pei Hanmo's heart like a small ball of light without any rules, and the gloomy and silent darkness was suddenly dispelled. He stared at the light ball tightly until it stopped in front of him.

"Okay, don't hide, how much did they rob you?"

There was no response for a long time, and Song Ye's brows showed impatience, and the other party kept staring at him, most of his face was covered, and he couldn't see any expression, he just thought the other party was shocked.

Song Ye turned around and left, a muffled and hesitant voice sounded behind him.

"Are you...will you come again?"

Song Ye only thought that he was afraid of being blocked again, and said casually, "If you need anything, you can find me in the high school."

"Then why didn't you go find me?"

After hearing what Pei Hanmo said, Song Ye was so guilty that he didn't remember the other person when he met him twice. When Pei Hanmo looked at him with resentful eyes, he asked back with a bluff.

After three years, the two stood in the same position again. The difference was that Pei Hanmo no longer stood silently behind, not even daring to ask for his name, but leaned against the fence, enveloping him little by little. in arms.

"I'm going." Pei Hanmo put one hand on Song Ye's ear, and pressed his forehead together. The warm and familiar breath made Song Ye subconsciously open his lips slightly.

Pei Hanmo's eyes were dim, and he pressed the corners of Song Ye's eyes with his clean fingertips, and then slowly moved down, teasing his rosy lips, lingering on his fair neck.

On the first day of enrollment, he found Song Ye, and saw that the other party was rejecting the confessor impatiently, and his voice full of violence and irritability reached Pei Hanmo's ears.

"Go away! I said I don't like men, are you deaf and can't hear?"

By the way, it was a boy who confessed.

"What are you doing?"

The familiar impatient tone sounded, Pei Hanmo came back to his senses, he did not miss the anger in Song Ye's eyes, and said fiercely: "Are you still kissing or not! If you don't kiss, then--"

The words that followed disappeared between his lips.

Pei Hanmo's eyes were deep and firm, this time, he will not back down again.

After a while, Song Ye pushed him away whining, trying to save face when his neck suddenly felt cold and he lowered his head.

"This is?"

The silver necklace was very ordinary. Song Ye was attracted by the pendant. It was in the shape of a burning flame. The red piece was very conspicuous on the fair skin, like a red plum blooming on the white snow, alluring and dazzling.

"Happy birthday, my boy."

Pei Hanmo leaned over piously, and kissed the flame. Song Ye trembled suddenly, as if he was really burned by the flame, and imprinted a brand on his heart.

The sun is dazzling, and the shadows of the trees are mottled.

After being moved, the boy said awkwardly: "Your gift is too boring..."

"Well, I'll give you a better one next year." Another coquettishly coaxed.

"That's about the same. What about the next year?"

"I will give you your favorite one every year from now on."

"Nonsense, how do you know what I like best?"

"Your favorite is..." the cold boy whispered a word in his ear with a smile, and the boy's ears turned red instantly.

"You, don't be narcissistic, why don't I know that I like you the most!"

The boy's eyes were full of tenderness, "Well, I like you the most too."

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The author has something to say: Thank you "FAN" little angel for the nutrient solution~