Too much

Qi Jingchen didn't panic at all after being caught, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What deal?"

At the base of the wall in the depths of the alley, there used to be a young jujube tree that hadn't been cut for a few days, but some unscrupulous thing poured a bucket full of boiling water under the root of the tree, scalding the tree to death.

Shen Zeming stared at the unjustly dead dead tree for a while, and when he looked at Qi Jingchen again, he pursed his lips and said provocatively, "Let me learn how to bark like a dog first."

Qi Jingchen didn't move, but there was a subtle change in his eyes.

There was no response for a long time, Shen Zeming's face darkened, his eyes were firmly fixed on Qi Jingchen, and he said coldly: "Call."

The weather is very hot, the midsummer heat seems to pass over the luxuriant branches, a steamer is placed in this secluded alley, Shen Zeming lifts his neckband to fan the wind, and squints at Qi Jingchen.

Just when his patience was about to run out, Qi Jingchen suddenly moved his lower lip and uttered a word.

"Wang."

Shen Zeming was taken aback for a moment, and then a surge of joy rose in his chest, a long-lost joy of crushing his enemies under his feet.

But Qi Jingchen's expression was frank, there was no expression of humiliation on his face, and even the eyes he looked at Shen Zeming still carried some indescribable meaning.

But it's enough, he never thought that Qi Jingchen would be like a real dog - obedient.

"Good dog." Shen Zeming praised with a smile, if he was tall enough, he even wanted to pat Qi Jingchen on the head as a reward.

But Qi Jingchen seemed to be more interested in the transaction, raised his jaw slightly, and reminded impatiently: "Transaction."

He looked down at Shen Zeming condescendingly, his eyes were quite stressed, as if the emotionless "woof" a minute ago was just an illusion of Shen Zeming.

Probably because he was holding a sharp weapon against Qi Jingchen, Shen Zeming didn't panic, he held the small light blue MP3 with two fingers, looked at Qi Jingchen with a half-smile, and pressed the play button.

"What do you want?"

"You really like men?"

"Ah."

At the end of the playback, Shen Zeming put the MP3 back on his chest, raised his eyes and looked at Qi Jingchen, "You know that homosexuality is disgusting, right? No one wants to be friends with homosexuals."

Qi Jingchen didn't deny it, nor did he admit it, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Zeming, and said lightly, "So?"

"You will be isolated and bullied, just like me." Shen Zeming stared at him for a while, lowered his eyes, pretended to be pitiful, and whispered: "Do you want to be like me?"

Thanks to Song Lan, the entire No. [-] Middle School students knew that he was an abandoned baby adopted by the Shen family.I don't know what Song Lan added, but since the end of a parent meeting in the first year of high school, he has been isolated by his classmates.

It's not a difficult thing, it's just that no one wants to be with him in physical education class, the desk is often covered with footprints or other dirty things, and he is occasionally stopped and beaten when he comes home from school at night.

After a long time, Shen Zeming got used to it, but no one is born willing to be bullied alone, especially Qi Jingchen who has always been in the center of the crowd.

But he forgot that Qi Jingchen was different.

"Why do you think they will believe you?" Qi Jingchen pursed his lips, his voice was very light, mixed with confusion.

Shen Zeming raised the MP3 player in his hand, cast a smug glance at Qi Jingchen, and said with a sneer, "Didn't I record the evidence?"

He wanted to say something, but Qi Jingchen smiled lightly, and asked, "So what do you want me to do?"

"Not much, just three months." Shen Zeming threw a piece of paper to Qi Jingchen, "You can do what's on the paper for three months, then I'll delete the recording, and I'll treat things like watching men at home as well." did not see it."

Qi Jingchen didn't answer immediately, but lowered his head and unfolded the piece of paper.After a while, he looked up at Shen Zeming, with a little bit of invisible irony in his eyes.

"Pick up water and run errands, bring meals during the day, do homework for me, feed the dog..." Qi Jingchen paused, and the smile on his lips was tainted with playfulness, "At special times, we still need to obey the orders of Party A, and learn how dogs bark and crawl .”

The pale yellow paper just covered the lower half of his face, only revealing a pair of deep and charming eyes. Shen Zeming met this gaze, clenched his knuckles, and looked away calmly: "If you disagree, Then don't blame me—" It might be a coincidence, the sound of Qi Jingchen receiving the paper happened to cover Shen Zeming's words, he slowly folded the paper into a small square, then raised his hand and stuffed the square into Shen Zeming's chest pocket, An inexplicable smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"I agree."

Shen Zeming didn't realize it for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, the paper and pen were already in front of Qi Jingchen.He was stunned for a second, then raised his chin, looked straight at Qi Jingchen, and said word by word: "Sign."

Qi Jingchen glanced at him, took the pen and paper and signed it neatly.

The signature on the paper is sharp and beautiful, many times more beautiful than his dog crawling characters, but Shen Zeming doesn't care.He held his lips in satisfaction, fearing that Qi Jingchen would quickly put the piece of paper into his pocket as if he would regret it.

When he looked at Qi Jingchen again, he saw that he had already turned around to leave. Shen Zeming had achieved his goal, so he turned his back to Qi Jingchen and left in a good mood.

At the same time, he walked around the corner, but Qi Jingchen stopped, looked down at the hand hanging by his side, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up thoughtfully.

He remembered the last time when Shen Zeming raised his utility knife and reached out to him, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, but the eyes that looked up at him were terribly paranoid, just like the eyes he looked at him just now .

Interesting, Qi Jingchen thought.

The next day was Monday, during recess, Qi Jingchen was usually surrounded by a circle of people, and Yang Tianfeng specially moved a chair to sit on Qi Jingchen's right side, fiddling with the novelties in his hands.

Shen Zeming squinted his eyes, Fang Fang was lying on the belly of his desk with Qi Jingchen's autographed paper agreement, he reached out and touched it, and glanced at Qi Jingchen from a distance through three or four rows of people.

Five minutes before the class bell rang, Shen Zeming stood up with a water glass in his hand, walked through the gap in the last row, and put the water glass on Qi Jingchen's desk with a snap.

The laughter stopped immediately, and a group of people looked at Shen Zeming like a fool, confused.Yang Tianfeng was the first to be unhappy, and before Qi Jingchen said anything, he frowned and pushed Shen Zeming.

"What are you doing? If you are sick, go and treat it. What's the point of throwing a cup here?"

Shen Zeming ignored Yang Tianfeng, all eyes were on him like fire, he pursed his lower lip nervously, and looked at Qi Jingchen as calmly as possible.

Qi Jingchen was also looking at him, but his eyes were strange and incomprehensible, as if he knew Shen Zeming for the first time, and the agreement he signed before was just a scrap of paper.

Yang Tianfeng lost his patience, raised his hand and knocked on the table, "I'm asking you something!"

The moment Yang Tianfeng raised his hand, Shen Zeming dodged subconsciously, but saw Yang Tianfeng "tsk" with a stinky face, "What are you hiding from? Have I ever hit you?"

Yang Tianfeng's voice was quite loud, and the eyes of many students were attracted to him. Shen Zeming looked at Qi Jingchen with a glare on his back, gritted his teeth and said, "Take the water."

As soon as the words fell, the people around Qi Jingchen burst out laughing, even Qi Jingchen couldn't help but bend his eyes.

He smiled warmly and modestly, and his voice was polite and distant, "This classmate, do we know each other?"

Shen Zeming froze, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Qi Jingchen lied to him again.