The boss always thought we were looking at each other

Of course Lin Zhao also heard the sound of breaking, and the back of his neck couldn't help but sweat slightly, and while he was afraid, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was finally broken, and it brought along with him a terrible life all his life.

The moment the strong feeling of rapid falling hit, He Ci subconsciously glanced at the crowd, and when he didn't see the person he wanted to see, his eyes turned red inadvertently, and at that moment, he actually felt a little grateful in his heart.

I am glad that I gave him my bank card a long time ago, I am also glad that he did not come, and I am also glad that I am still such a gentle and gentle person in his heart.

But also sorry.

Sorry I couldn't see you for the last time.

Suddenly, small cries and low gasps came from my ears.

For a moment, He Ci almost thought that he had heard it wrong, until he really realized that the strap he was holding was being held in his hand, and when he raised his head in a daze, the first thing he saw was Yan Yu's white wrists. The belt was tied tightly several times.

"He Ci! Let go!" Yan Yu gritted his teeth.

The sweat on the forehead was mixed with tears, falling drop by drop on He Ci's neck, Yan Yu's arm was tightly rubbing against the cement window sill, and an inconspicuous crack was wiped by the yellowed window sill on the white shirt. Through the gap, one can vaguely see the skinned arm and the edge of the cotton batting slightly seeped with blood.

Yan Yu's half of his body fell out of the window, as if Lin Zhao struggled a little, and the three of them would fall in less than a moment.

"He'll drag you down!"

Yan Yu shook his head vigorously, tears fell down, the veins on his elbows were protruding from being stretched by the string, and the thin layer of flesh around him was sunken, the scarlet scars were shocking, making him look thinner all the more pitiful.

He Ci shook his head.

"He can't do anything to my hands." He Ci's eyes fell on Yan Yu's bloody wrist, the brokenness in his eyes was faintly visible, and he loosened the string bit by bit, "We all have to be clean. "

"No more He Ci, I don't want you to be a good person!"

Yan Yu didn't care so much, he put his foot on his feet with difficulty, stretched out his hand, and reached down to He Ci's hand, he couldn't speak quickly, and with a crying voice, tears kept falling, "He Ci, you If you dare to let go, I will be with someone else tomorrow, I will put your photo on the bedside, and watch me sleep with someone else every day!"

"He Ci, I don't allow you to let go!"

"I'm begging you, He Ci! Try harder and reach up to my hand," Yan Yu's eyes were red, he was so anxious that he could speak incoherently, his face was covered with tears, and he stretched out his hand to He Ci, " I can't do it without you, I can't do it alone!"

"Let go of him! I don't have that much strength, and I can't control that much. The inflatable cushion is right under it, so nothing will happen to him!" Blood was oozing from Yan Yu's wrist.

"He Ci, let go!" Lao Jiang snatched the loudspeaker from the principal's hand, and shouted desperately from below, "With the firefighters here, he will be fine!"

"Let go, monitor!"

"Let go, classmate!" The firefighter also shouted anxiously from below, "He will drag you two down!"

"Brother Ci, let go quickly, it's not worth it for him!"

Zhao Qingqing and the others rushed into the classroom on the fifth floor without any explanation.

He Ci glanced at the swollen cushions below, and before he had time to think about it, Yan Yu's crying voice of grievance came to his ears, even amidst the strong wind and the crowd's panic, it couldn't disappear.

"He Ci, I'm in pain."

He raised his head, and Yan Yu shook his wrist at him, the visible red mottled around Yan Yu's wrist which was supposed to hold a paintbrush.

He is screaming for pain.

With a sound of 'click', a drop of cold teardrop splashed on He Ci's wrist, seeping into the blood, with an unspeakable taste of bone erosion.

He Ci felt a sharp pain in his heart for no reason, and he couldn't stand Yanyu's tears.

By coincidence, He Ci moved Lin Zhao's arm tightly.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the sad Yanyu's tears.

"Take me!"

Yan Yu didn't know that he was afraid, he leaned forward and fell a little more, the moment he tightly held He Ci's wrist, he suddenly started to cry for no reason.

I was so sad that I didn't want to make a sound.

At the beginning, he only taught He Ci how to learn to be kind to the world, but he forgot to teach him how to be kind to himself.

So at the moment when he really held He Ci's palm, Yan Yu felt his heart was at ease for no reason, tears mixed with the wet and sticky blood on He Ci's wrist, dripping down bit by bit, it was icy cold, and he didn't care about it No matter whether He Ci is dirty or clean, it's all his.

"Hold on to the words!"

A few anxious shouts came from behind, and the strength on Yan Yu's wrist suddenly relaxed, and several hands stretched out from behind him first, pulling the two of them up one after another.

When Lu Xuan saw He Ci and Yan Yu were in a mess, the anger in his heart couldn't hold back and he wanted to vent it.

"Are you fucking sick? Stay away, don't get involved with us, and whoever you want to take off will go into the water!"

"What does your mother's death have to do with He Ci? Was He Ci willing to do what your father and Song Meiyun did? You have haunted us for so many years, and it's time to reflect on it. It was He Ci who wanted to join the National Is it because you blocked him at the door of the classroom every day for the past few days, who can stand it for normal people? Why did he withdraw from the game? Something happened to his family, he couldn’t help himself, why should everyone surround you Home transfer? If he knows your mother is like that, he won't quit the race even if he dies!"

Lin Zhao stared blankly at the group of people in front of him, clenched his fists hidden in his cuffs tightly, but after a while, as if all the strength in his body had been severely sucked away, he loosened his hands weakly.

This classroom was full of people standing around, all surrounding He Ci, no matter how hard he tried, the one standing in the middle of the crowd, the one that his mother would notice first, would never be him.

Lu Xuan kicked Lin Zhao's shoulder, and he rolled on the ground a few times, his whole body was covered with the mud in the old classroom. The collar went to the next classroom.

Yan Yu had no time to argue with them, his mind was empty, he sat on the ground in fear, his face was stained with tears, like a dirty child, he silently looked at He Ci who was leaning against the corner, and didn't let go. tears.

The two remained silent for a few minutes. He Ci didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to speak. He just lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and held Yan Yu's fingers, but he didn't dare to use much strength.

When Yan Yu cried, he was the most helpless.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Yu withdrew his hand, stood up from the ground, and walked outside the classroom without saying a word. He felt that he might need time to re-plan He Ci's definition of the world.

He Ci doesn't need to be so kind, if it is difficult for him to survive in an open and honest manner.

Suddenly his waist was bound violently, and the person behind him stood up at some point, the hands around his waist were tightly wrapped around him, as if afraid that he would leave, the strength was terrifying.

Yan Yu didn't struggle and let him hold her.

"I was wrong." He Ci crossed his hands and locked them around Yan Yu's waist, with his forehead resting on the back of his neck, with his whole body curled up slightly, imprisoning Yan Yu in his arms.

Yan Yu rarely sees He Ci showing such a gesture, but he also knows that this is a manifestation of He Ci's extreme insecurity.

"He used me to blackmail you," Yan Yu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Isn't it?"

"No." He Ci answered simply and neatly.

"is it?"

Yan Yu's tone was light and airy, "He used to use He Jin to blackmail you to do something, right? This time it will make you go back. Either it's me, or who else do you like?"

He Ci didn't speak, but the hands around him became tighter and tighter.

Yan Yu is actually very smart, and He Ci discovered it when he was teaching him the lessons. He Ci explained many questions once, and Yan Yu could understand the general idea. He changed the question type the second time and the third time, and he seldom made mistakes.

"He Ci." Yan Yu said in a low voice, "I don't want to be your burden or anything, and I don't want to make you even want your life if I say a word."

"If this is the case, I will feel that it is unfair to you in this relationship."

"Do you understand, He Ci?"

From just now, Yan Yu showed He Ci a very rational state.

It's hard for He Ci not to be afraid of such words.

Every time Yan Yu opened his mouth, He Ci's heart was tense.He couldn't imagine how much he would collapse if Yan Yu really said the words 'we are not suitable' or 'let's break up'.

"Teach me." He Ci leaned against him, his locked hands trembling slightly, like a child who couldn't go to school, begging in a hoarse voice, "I'm a fast learner, don't give up on me."

"He Ci," Yan Yu turned around with difficulty in his arms, and when he met those helpless eyes, his heart still ached uncontrollably, "Because you lied to me..."

"Yes," He Ci's frightened lips turned pale, "It won't happen next time."

He Ci would always be like this when he had hypoglycemia, he was really frightened by the words.

"So I decided," Yan Yu stretched out his hand, and wiped away the coldness overflowing from the corner of his eyes, "Don't miss you as much today as yesterday."

Yan Yu looked at He Ci's slightly dull eyes, as if he didn't expect him to say that, his expression was mixed with bewilderment and panic that was hard to come by, his chapped lips trembled slightly, I don't know if he dared not say it Still don't know how to say it.

Just looking at him like this, Yan Yu felt a blunt pain in his heart.

He took out a peach-flavored fudge from his pocket, stuffed it into He Ci's mouth, and spread his hands towards him.

"Come on, dirty child, do you want to give me a hug?"

He Ci listened to Yan Yu's words, his whole body's emotions were like a mountain pass that had opened the gates to release the flood, he hugged Yan Yu tightly in his arms, and collapsed into a mess.

"Yan Yu, I don't want to learn how to be independent, how to get used to not having you one day," He Ci pressed against his shoulder, and the turbulent moisture permeated Yan Yu's white shirt.

"Don't be reasonable and listen to me."

"If you don't want to listen, you can't learn."

"Don't listen to what they say, I don't care what they think of me, I just listen to you if I am good or bad."

He Ci raised his head, held Yan Yu's face, and impatiently pushed him against the back door, with some dry lips mixed with each other's tears, and the moment they touched each other, his hidden nature was instantly aroused, and his love for Yan Yu A strong and indelible possessive desire flowed from the hot blood into every part of the body.

"Yan Yu, instinct makes me love you."

**

Lao Jiang felt that if he could climb to the fifth floor in one breath, he was running with half his life hanging. Even if he aimed at the classroom below early in the morning, he really didn't do well. Passing through the transparent glass window, I saw He Ci pushing his words against the corner of the wall.

At that time, he was still thinking about what to whisper, until He Ci lowered his head, tiptoed comfortingly, raised his head and leaned closer to He Ci, and when the two were inseparable, Lao Jiang suddenly remembered that sentence.

"What's wrong with the two of them sharing the same bed? It's not that they didn't take a bath."

He felt that if he hung half his life up to the fifth floor, he might have to hang the remaining half of his life before going back to the first floor.

Of course, he was not the only one who came up, and there were countless reporters who rushed up like a honeycomb. How could Lao Jiang really let them go up, blocked the corridor on the fifth floor, spread his hands, holding The loudspeaker yelled not to interfere with the medical staff participating in the treatment in the classroom.

He didn't pay any attention to the school doctor who was mixed up with the reporters and was blocked by Lao Jiang and refused to let him in.

"I heard that the two of them were the ones who participated in the rescue of cats at the Luofu Playground last time?" A reporter directly diverted his attention, and the microphone was squeezed and poked at Lao Jiang's mouth, "I also heard that the two of them were you student, what do you think of the two of them?"

"What do I think?" Lao Jiang took a step back, thinking of the scene just now, he had a headache. He remembered that when he caught his first love, the two of them didn't know where to play with mud. The head boy made a pose.

"How can I see, I'll just lie down and watch! Just talk about you little comrades. If you don't focus on your studies every day, I can tell that your Chinese level is not good. You don't know how to keep up with current affairs during interviews. Didn’t you know that you asked these questions, didn’t you see that they were saving lives? Shouldn’t you be interviewing them about their noble qualities of being brave and fearless in the face of danger? What kind of questions are they asking?”

Lao Jiang gave him an unlucky look.

The reporter raised his head in bewilderment, "Teacher, that's the question I'm asking, isn't it?"

Lao Jiang: "..."

Yan Yu listened to Lao Jiang outside, red-faced and red-faced, arguing with those people about whose comprehension had gone wrong, and smiled tremblingly on He Ci's shoulder.

"Lao Jiang seems to have gone crazy." Yan Yu said.

"Yes," He Ci leaned against him, "He hates people questioning his professional ability the most."

"Then shall we help him?"

He Ci pursed his lips, "You can always trust his mental capacity."

Listening to Lao Jiang's eloquent speech in his ear, and even started to give him the six elements of news reading for the popular science college entrance examination, Yu Yu laughed even more presumptuously.

He Ci hugged the person and was unwilling to let go. He glanced at the group of heads squatting at the back door of the classroom, especially Lu Xuan's fried hair was the most obvious.He Ci coughed lightly, and led the people away through the back door without making a sound.

Silver hardware six is ​​a good time for the college entrance examination.

The setting sun hangs in the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun glows with a gentle honey color, and various patterns are blown out by the wind, floating slowly above the sky, which is a different kind of warmth.

Under their feet was a high-spirited young man who came out of the examination room. The two of them were covered with mud and sat side by side on the roof. At their feet was a pile of peeled gummy bear packages.

"He Ci, I've known you for a long time." Yan Yu looked sideways at him, the broken hair on his forehead was blown up slightly by the wind, "Earlier than you knew me."

He Ci made an 'hmm' sound, with sugar in his throat, and pushed Yan Yu's fingertips. It had nothing to do with when he knew himself, it was just a pity that he didn't fall in love with him when he knew himself.

"So can we be together now?"

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted downstairs, drowning out He Ci's voice.

I don't know which senior from the third year of high school tore up his book from the opposite teaching building and threw it down from the air, which quickly stirred up the atmosphere on the entire floor. Numerous seniors followed and began to tear up the book frantically, and then screamed to throw them down.

"Beijing University is waiting for me!"

"Nanda, here I come!"

"Fuck three years, fuck youth, I've been three years, my studies are not very good, I don't even have a date!"

...

"Let the pointer go slowly and stop when the flowers bloom..."

The air was full of flying debris, and He Ci heard Yan Yu humming softly, it was a very gentle voice.

Mixed with all kinds of cheers in the corridor, Yan Yu clasped He Ci's hands, inserted them into his fingertips one by one, and then squeezed tightly, "In order to safeguard the justice of the world, and for the healthy growth of tiramisu ..."

"Student He Ci, the sunset is not bad today."

Yan Yu turned his head and met He Ci's eager gaze, which was full of sincerity.

"I mean, there's a long way to go."

The author has something to say: There may be a small episode~

The new article is in advance~ "The Gods Don't Talk"

Movie King Gong x Pianist Little Beauty Shou

Jiang Anyu has been raised by Fu Yingsheng since he was a teenager. He is gentle and quiet, and he is amazing at playing the piano.

No matter how proud he is, there is still a small world of that person in his heart.

Fu Ying calmly read the young love thoroughly.

After raising him for more than ten years, he still couldn't help but become muddy. Fu Yingsheng had a good taste and taste, and wished he could raise him up.

Jiang Anyu was also as obedient as a cat, letting him torment.

"Brother Sheng, you and your dad are fighting hard, how many dirty tricks can be used, you insist on raising a dumb guy to come out of the closet? Let me tell you, you gave him the seventy-eight million yuan piano without blinking an eye. After spending so much money, don't waste your feelings?"

Fu Ying frowned, "Well, he is young and sensible, and he just keeps it by his side for fun, not to mention."

In the corner of the banquet hall, Jiang Anyu's fingertips turned white, and his whole body trembled.

On the day he disappeared in Fu Yingsheng's world, Fu Yingsheng didn't take it seriously, and he didn't miss any scenes that should be filmed or endorsements that should be received.

A well-raised canary cannot live without home.

He waited for his little bird to fly back.

It's a pity that the young man didn't bow his head to admit his mistake, but the tidbits of Jiang Anyu's filming in the deep mountains came out. The young man's brows were clear, and he compared himself to the camera. His slender hands that used to play the piano were covered with horrific scars that had just healed.

The man beside him smiled dotingly.

Fu Yingsheng finally couldn't take it anymore, and stopped people at the door of the production crew, causing a huge commotion, and the hostility between the gentle eyebrows and eyes was full: Who the hell raised you for so many years?Jiang Anyu, you'd better explain clearly, who am I to you, and who is this man?

Jiang Anyu cocked his eyes, and casually peeled off the man's hand that was holding him tightly: Uncle Fu, I was just having fun in those few years, why did you take it seriously?

1. The early stage of the attack is really scum, Shuangjie HE.

2. Shou doesn't like to talk, it's not really dumb.

3. emm...it should be pretty bloody.