Good brother, your design is broken

The temperature is gradually warming up. The first monthly exam results are like a drum, which wakes up the whole class from the spring sleepiness. The rate of dozing off in class has directly dropped to the point where the teacher can close his eyes and give a lecture.

What welcomes the spring is not only the doubled learning momentum in the classroom, the more energetic voice of the class teacher Lao Liu, the more vigorous vitality on the playground, but also a sudden spring thunder.

The sky in the morning was still sunny and sunny, but in the afternoon it became cloudy, with dark clouds rolling in, bending the skyline wantonly.

Downstairs in the classroom, Chi Yang and a middle-aged man were standing face to face, their faces were somewhat similar.

The middle-aged man looked quite displeased: "You boy, you haven't shown your face to your uncle for a month after returning to China, do you know how much your aunt misses you?"

Facing the questioning, Chi Yang said calmly: "I'm in a hurry to come back. After completing the formalities, school will start directly. Beigao has closed management and the holidays are short. I'm afraid I have to leave before I go back. My aunt will I can't bear to part with me even more, so I plan to wait for the short vacation before returning, and try to stay a few more days."

The middle-aged man's name is Chi Jianfeng, and he is Chi Yang's uncle.

Chi Yang lost his parents when he was young, and grew up with his uncle. The uncle's house and Ling Lang's house live opposite each other, and the two families are like a family. They all regard him as their own son, and even intentionally matched him and Ling Jin's child-in-law.

Chi Jianfeng hummed twice, and let's accept Chi Yang's explanation: "I told the principal, you are not forced to stay, you should go home with me."

Chi Yang refused: "The dormitory is convenient."

Chi Jianfeng continued to seduce: "It is convenient at home, where you have a big bed to sleep in, delicious food to eat, a driver to take you to and from school, and an aunt who loves you."

Chi Yang continued to refuse: "Not uncle, I still want to live on campus."

Chi Jianfeng was speechless: "Everyone's children are eager to run outside the school. It's good for you, because the school shuts you out of your feelings."

Chi Yang: "The condition of the student apartment is not bad, it's quite comfortable."

Chi Jianfeng didn't believe that a small place with many restrictions like a dormitory could be as comfortable as a big villa at home, and wanted to continue persuading him, when he suddenly thought of something: "Wait, why do you want to live on campus?"

Chi Yang raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

"Good boy, uncle can figure it out as soon as he guesses it, he really has the demeanor of uncle back then!" Chi Jianfeng patted Chi Yang's shoulder again, "I think back then, your aunt and I were in the opposite building of the dormitory, and I still remember every time we go to and from school... ..."

As long as he recalls the past of love, the uncle will definitely talk endlessly. Chi Yang and his cousin's ears have become callused from hearing it since they were young.But Chi Yang is not like his cousin, who always writes "rejection" on his face, he usually pretends to be listening, because whether he wants to hear it or not, he can't stop Chi Jianfeng's mouth.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the teaching building, Chi Yang straightened his messy hairstyle, put his hands in his pockets, and waited patiently for his uncle to finish his chatter.

Suddenly, a silver light fell in front of him, and he suddenly looked towards the sky, thinking of something, his face changed instantly.

In the next second, thunder exploded, and the teaching building erupted in exclamation.

Chi Yang frowned slightly, and interrupted Chi Jianfeng: "Uncle, I have something urgent to go back to the classroom, please say hello to my auntie, and I must visit her when I am on vacation."

After speaking, he turned and ran into the building.

"Hey……"

By the time Chi Jianfeng, who was immersed in the beautiful love, realized it, Chi Yang had already climbed up to the second floor with his long legs.

Chi Jianfeng shook his suit jacket and shook his head slowly: Young people nowadays are always frizzy, and they are not in such a hurry to ask for a wife.

The classroom has long been turned into a pot of porridge by the sound of thunder, mixed with exclamation one after another.

When Xue Jie, a talented woman who loves poetry and songs, poured water and passed by the front row, Sun Xiaopang immediately looked at the window and uttered a pretentious reciting voice, saying in an expressive voice: "Good rain is sparse and sparse, and clouds are indifferent." Bring Chunlei."

The deskmate looked up quietly, looking at him with the eyes of studying a new species.

Sun Xiaopang, who wanted to do what he liked in front of the goddess, blushed, and said guiltily, "What are you looking at me for?"

The tablemate was speechless: "I'm so afraid that you will want Daiyu to bury flowers in the next second..."

In the middle of the classroom, Yu Zhirui, the physics class representative who was catching up on sleep during the big break, jumped up from his seat and almost overturned the desk, causing Qin Ye and Lin Meng in the back row to slap the table and laugh.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect the legendary macho Rui to be afraid of thunder."

Yu Zhirui blushed, wiped his saliva and retorted: "Who is afraid of thunder? I'm not a woman."

Ye Lingling, who was brushing the questions at the front table, turned her head speechlessly: "Yu Zhirui, don't look down on others, girls are not afraid, okay?"

Ye Lingling's tablemate echoed: "That's right, whoever is afraid of thunder will be a puppy."

……

A thunderstorm can make everyone extremely excited, as if no natural phenomenon has been seen in 800 years, and the loud noise overturns the roof, which is even louder than the thunder.

When Chi Yang hurried back to the classroom, what he saw was this noisy scene.

His gaze directly crossed the black head, reached the last row, and landed on his deskmate.

Ling Lang leaned on the table, and the air in that entire corner was exceptionally quiet, too quiet.

Chi Yang strode to the edge of the seat, raised his hand, and after a few seconds, lightly poked Ling Lang's shoulder with his finger.

Ling Lang's back trembled visibly, and a few seconds later, he raised his head from the crook of his arms, and the silver light of the lightning outside the window happened to reflect a paper-white face.

boom -

Another bang.

Ling Lang clenched his fists tightly, his lips pursed into a bloodless straight line.

The torrential rain that had been stuffy all afternoon finally poured down, and the raindrops splashed onto Ling Lang from the window sill.

Chi Yang hurriedly leaned over to close the window, and when he propped his hand on Ling Lang's desk, he accidentally touched his hand, it was very cold.

After pulling the curtains, Chi Yang lowered his head and asked the person below him, "Is it cold?"

Ling Lang let out a "hmm", his voice was softer than ever.

The little wolf cub became good when he thundered.

The conclusions reached that day were honest.

"I don't close the windows when it's cold, and I don't know how to take care of myself at all."

Hearing this, Ling Lang forced himself to sit up like a stiff wooden stake.

In the next second, a burst of warm breath covered his back, mixed with an inexplicable smell, but it didn't completely cover it.

Ling Lang turned his head in astonishment, his eyes wandered back a few inches, and saw Chi Yang's hand holding his coat in the air.

He quickly moved his gaze back to the original place: "Aren't you cold?"

Chi Yang: "I've worn too much today, it's too hot."

Chi Yang just ran down the stairs, his body exuded obvious heat, very convincing.

Ling Lang's fingers resting on the table moved slightly, retracting into his cuffs, he let out an "oh", said nothing, and drooped his eyelashes.

With tacit approval, Chi Yang smiled, and put his coat on Ling Lang with confidence.

Outside the classroom, the grade director Ma Baiwu passed by on patrol and happened to see this scene.

Due to the angle, Ling Lang was completely blocked by Chi Yang and the people in the front row.

The tall and handsome boy, the figure huddled in the corner, the humid air, the oversized coat... plus Chi Yang's incomparably gentle smile at that moment.

Ma Baiwu thought he had caught a puppy love, so he stood at the window and yelled, "Boys and girls in the back row, what the hell are you two doing!"

The author says:

Director Ma: Captured in one fell swoop!

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Thanks Xiatu tuuuuuuu, 〆.Yan Yan ヽ, Yan Yun's fish food feeding ~ Bao(づ●?●)づ