About my love at first sight with my best friend's twin brother

That was the summer two years ago, Wanpeng was 16 years old and two months old.

The last final exam of the first year of high school, that afternoon, the last subject of chemistry.

After taking a nap and almost being late, Wan Peng rushed into the school gate on his mountain bike like a gust of wind, passed by the teacher on duty at the gate in a thrilling manner, and left the teacher's angry shouts behind him, stopped quickly, Going upstairs, into the classroom, striding towards the seat, the classmate sitting in front of him happened to pass the test paper to the back, he took it smoothly, took out one, sat down on the seat, and threw the paper away without looking back To the back row... I didn't master the strength well, and a stack of test papers crashed and fell to the ground.

Several students nearby saw it and let out sparse and boring laughter.

Sitting behind Wanpeng is his good buddy, Yu Zhongxia.

Yu Zhongxia is a 17-year-old boy. Because he left the first grade in junior high school, he became classmates with Wan Peng, who was one year younger, in high school.

The distinguishing feature of this guy is that he talks a lot of bullshit.

Normally, facing the scattered test papers, he would definitely yell at Wanpeng: Did you forget your eyes and didn’t bring them with you at home?

Thinking of this, Wanpeng quickly organized a response in his heart: Yes, I didn't bring it, so lend me yours.

Next, Yu Zhongxia would kick his stool from behind, and when the teacher wasn't paying attention, he would turn around and beat Yu Zhongxia's dog's head... Anyway, he doesn't know how to do chemistry problems, so he can play around and pass the time.

However, Yu Zhongxia did not speak, quietly picked up the test paper, and continued to pass it on.

Wan Peng looked back at him unexpectedly.

He had just flattened his test paper when he noticed that Wan Peng was looking at him with a very nervous look, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Why are you guilty?" Wan Peng asked strangely, "Why are you sorry for me?"

Yu Zhongxia was stunned, and quickly shook his head.

Invigilator: "Sit down! Don't make small moves!"

Wan Peng turned back and sat down, twirling a pen in his hand, thoughtful.

Most of the students began to fill in the class name and test number. Wanpeng was not in a hurry. He could fill in the correct blanks on the entire paper, and there was only the class name and test number. There was so much time later, why rush.

Later, start answering questions.

Seeing that the teacher didn't pay attention to him, he looked back at Yu Zhongxia who was behaving strangely today.

Yu Zhongxia and his grades in the class are on par. In the several exams throughout the year, the two good brothers competed fiercely between the penultimate and No.3. The situation can be said to be very stalemate. Difficult to decide the outcome.

And the last one was a great fairy who was absent from school all day long and couldn't recognize all the English letters.

The chemistry test is the last subject. In the past two days, the first eight subjects will be tested. In each test, Wan Peng and Yu Zhongxia, two useless people who don't know how to do the test questions, use different ways to pass the difficult test time.

Others answer the questions, and they make paper airplanes;

Others listen to hearing, they play backgammon;

Others draw auxiliary lines, and they play with a ruler and rubber on a seesaw...

The invigilator was teaching another class, and he had only heard the names of these two scumbags who were doing things wrong, but had never met them before.

After leaving the examination room, I felt heartbroken towards their class teacher: Can those two handsome guys in your class give up their faces to others, their brains and faces don't match at all!

But at this time, facing Yu Zhongxia who was answering the chemistry question with a dignified appearance, there was only one voice in Wanpeng's heart——

Fuck me!We agreed to be scumbags together, but you fucking secretly studied chemistry?

Yu Zhongxia felt the gaze, raised his head, and exchanged a glance with Wan Peng, showing that nervous expression again.

Wan Peng looked at his neat handwriting on the test paper. This guy's handwriting is always good-looking. Judging from the length of the answer, it seems that he really knows how to do it.

Yu Zhongxia's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed nervously.

Wan Peng thought for a while, opened his mouth but said without making a sound: "Copy it for me when you're done."

Yu Zhongxia: "..."

Wan Peng turned back and sat down, and continued to play with the pen, feeling not at all calm.

Yu Zhongxia can do chemistry problems!Wanpeng himself can't even recognize the table of chemical elements.

And when you think about it carefully, Wan Peng's eyes were darkened every time when he recited the poems and filled in the blanks in the Chinese test, and Yu Zhongxia's answers were fucking slick... After the history test, Yu Zhongxia chatted with others, it seemed like It will be a lot of wow...

Could it be that Yu Zhongxia doesn't know anything... is it just pretending?

Fuck me!Is this guy following the trend...fake, pretend, learn, scum?

There are still ten minutes to hand in the papers.

Wan Peng knocked twice on the outside of the back table with his backhand, reminding Yu Zhongxia to "copy it for me".

After waiting, there was no response from Yu Zhongxia.

Wan Peng had no choice but to turn around and reminded in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Yu Zhongxia was holding an eraser and rubbing the answer sheet. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, his eyes widened slightly, terrified and embarrassed.

Wan Peng:?

Yu Zhongxia's rubbing method was not correcting mistakes, but erasing a whole piece of painted multiple-choice questions.

Wan Peng was shocked, he sure enough!They are planning to hide their strength!

The teacher looked this way, and Wan Peng could only sit down resentfully.

Two minutes later, he felt a light poke on his back, and he leaned back with his backhand, and a ball of paper was placed in his palm. He immediately withdrew his hand, thinking: "Okay, I'm still a human being."

After he observed the teacher from the corner of his eye, he quietly unfolded the ball of paper, ready to copy it casually.He doesn't really care about scores, what he cares about is whether Yu Zhongxia is loyal or not.

I saw a line of delicate and small characters written on the ball of paper——

I do not know either

Wan Peng: "..."

The bell rings, roll up.

The teacher left with the collected test papers. Wan Peng turned around and faced Yu Zhongxia directly. He folded his arms and said inscrutablely: "You better explain to me."

Yu Zhongxia stopped packing the pencil case, carefully observed Wanpeng, his face turned red obviously, and said, "I really don't know how to... fill it up randomly."

Wan Peng squinted his eyes, looked left and right, up and down, always felt something strange about my buddy, and said, "What did you have for lunch?"

Yu Zhongxia blinked his big eyes in confusion, and said, "For lunch, there is an apple."

Wan Peng was more confused than him, and couldn't help scolding him: "Are you an idiot? I'm asking if you took the wrong medicine. Why are you acting like a second idiot today?"

But... why didn't you pay attention, this silly fork has such big eyes!Eyelashes are so long!

"No, no." Yu Zhongxia shrank back, looking like she wanted to avoid it, but as if she was afraid of attracting more people's attention, she tried her best to sit upright, and let out a fake smile that made it hard to look at "Haha, hahaha, I'm not feeling well today, you can see it?"

Wan Peng: "..."

"Brother Bird!" Someone came to Wan Peng at the door of the classroom. He was also a sports student named Yang Ke.

Including Wan Peng and Yang Ke from the next-door class, there are about a dozen boys who often play together in groups, and Wan Peng often brings his good buddy Yu Zhongxia together, so everyone is familiar with them.

"Wait a minute!" After Wan Peng finished talking to Yang Ke, he turned back and said to Yu Zhongxia, "I have an appointment to go out to play at night, let's go together?"

"No, no... I'm not going... I'm going home..." Yu Zhongxia stuttered nervously.

Wan Peng said: "What the hell is going home? Don't you often say that you are a prodigal son without a home?"

Yu Zhongxia, a troublesome child who reorganized the family, his parents and stepmothers don't like to talk to him, and he doesn't like to go home.

And Yu Zhongxia was stunned for a few seconds with an expression that he had never heard of the story of the prodigal son, as if he had made up his mind, he took the pencil case in his hand, stood up, as if he was about to leave.

Wan Peng:?

But Yu Zhongxia seemed to remember something was wrong again, put the pencil case in his hand back into the belly of the table, quickly glanced at Wanpeng, raised his legs and walked out of the classroom, his back was about to run away.

Wan Peng:? ? ?

Yang Ke waited boredly for Wan Peng at the door. Seeing Yu Zhongxia come out, he immediately opened his arms to stop him, and said with a smile, "Master, I heard that I broke up with my girlfriend again? What's the reason this time?"

Yu Zhongxia was taken aback, and stood there looking at Yang Ke blankly, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Everyone knows that Master Yu is a master of love. He changes girlfriends every three days, heals up quickly, breaks up faster, and the reasons for breaking up are also unique.

The last one was because girls love Coca-Cola and he is a Pepsi party.

The last one is because the girl ate steamed buns stuffed with leeks for three days in a row.

But Yang Ke was also very embarrassed at this time. Originally, I opened the tree and jumped out from the ground. He was joking with Yu Zhongxia. A joke can only be called a joke if there is a back and forth, but Yu Zhongxia didn’t respond. At this time, his hands and feet spread out like a big crab with its teeth and claws open to block Yu Zhongxia. This posture made it look like he was a bully and Yu Zhongxia was a good family.

Fortunately, Wan Peng came to rescue, frowning, followed Yu Zhongxia out, and said, "Where are you going?"

Yu Zhongxia was startled, and replied slowly: "I... want to go home, I have something to do at home."

Wan Peng said: "What can your family have to do with you?"

Yang Ke also said: "Could it be... your father divorced again?"

Yu Zhongxia: "..."

"Your dad just divorced and played all day!" Wan Peng sprayed Yang Ke's face, then raised his hand and pressed Yu Zhongxia's shoulder. He was half a head taller than Yu Zhongxia. For some reason, his face was overwhelming. Wan Peng saw that he was really weird, and he didn't want to let him go. He said, "We are going to the newly opened game hall, isn't it because you have been clamoring to go? Let's go."

With the palm he placed on Yu Zhongxia's shoulder, he could clearly feel that this person's body was stiff and he was completely at a loss.

"I'm not going..." Yu Zhongxia stammered, his cheeks flushed, "I'm going home..."

Unlike the hundred thousand question marks in Wanpeng's mind, Yang Ke didn't understand at all. Anyway, Yu Zhongxia is usually a chatterbox and a lot of drama. He also put his hand on Yu Zhongxia's shoulder from the other side and said: "Let's go, don't waste time, wait for the evening rush hour."

Wan Peng said, "That's right, there are so many people in the subway that they can squeeze you into pregnancy."

Yu Zhongxia: "... What pregnancy?"

And this is clearly a boring nonsense in Yu Zhongxia's vast amount of nonsense.

His father, who doesn't like to talk to him, usually gives money without hesitation, and he doesn't save money for his father. He takes a taxi to and from school every day. Once in a hundred years, he squeezes the subway in the morning rush hour, and complains in the group when he gets off the bus. : My mother will get pregnant if I ride the subway again!The biological father of the child has not yet been found!

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go." Wan Peng's eyes signaled Yang Ke, and the two of them took Yu Zhongxia away, half pulling, half pushing, half kidnapping.

There was one Yu Zhongxia among the seven or eight sports students. A group of high school students exuding a youthful atmosphere rushed into the subway car with a whoosh, attracting other passengers to look over.

There is still a while before the evening rush hour, and there are vacancies in the car, but the boys don't sit, they all stand at the junction of the carriages, chatting away, Yu Zhongxia is surrounded by sports students, huddled in the corner of one side of the carriage , without saying a word, still looking nervous.

But Wanpeng noticed that he was sizing up the group of sports students with a curious look, and looked carefully one by one, and finally his eyes fell on the nearest Wanpeng, and found that Wanpeng was also looking at him, and immediately lowered his head. Looking down, ears and cheeks are a little red.

The strange feeling in Wanpeng's heart has accumulated more than the pile of test papers he failed from childhood to adulthood. What happened to Yu Zhongxia today?

He was already taller than Yu Zhongxia, but with his head slightly lowered, he could just see the hair twirling on top of Yu Zhongxia's head.

This kid's hair seems to be very soft, and the curls are like a neat and soft whirlpool. Wanpeng hasn't noticed this before, and the color of the hair seems to have lightened a little?It's not too obvious brown, but in his impression, Yu Zhongxia's hair color should be as black as ink.

He raised his hand, picked a lock of hair on the top of Yu Zhongxia's head with his fingertips, looked carefully, and said doubtfully, "Did you secretly dye your hair?"

Yu Zhongxia raised his head suddenly, and the lock of hair slipped from Wan Peng's fingertips, and the owner of the hair looked at Wan Peng in horror.

Wan Peng: "...why is your face so red?"

He had never seen a boy who could blush like this.

Blood came out from under the thin and white skin. Yu Zhongxia had never had acne, and he couldn't even see his pores when he looked closely at this moment.

Like a red but fresh apple.

Wan Peng said in his heart: Fuck, why is my brother so good-looking today?