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At this time, a few young students who had always worked hard and would save their meal time to study walked into the classroom through the front door.They glanced at the last row of the classroom, saw Zhong Qin was there, and hurriedly shouted:

"Oh! Brother Zhong! I mean when did Lao Li's figure become stalwart...Welcome!"

"Brother Zhong! Then what... can I have the courage to ask you two questions? Just the math week practice paper that was issued today!"

Just as Zhong Qin was about to speak, Xi Yan jumped ahead of him happily and said to his little classmates: "Get out, get out, didn't you see your brother Zhong eating, he has something to do later - besides, he wants to eat!" Tell me first, you guys should go in line behind, ah."

The little students looked hurt:

"What kind of school bullying behavior are you doing?!"

"Is he your only brother Zhong?!"

Xi Yan's heart tightened for a moment.

The little students obviously didn't mean that - but Xi Yan couldn't help but think in his heart... Sooner or later, you, Brother Zhong, will belong to me alone!

Even his dog will become my dog ​​sooner or later!

Xi Yan snorted and ignored the little students.

Zhong Qin could clearly see Xi Yan's small problem like a puppy scratching the ground.

He didn't expose it, and tried to help Xi Yan, who was a school bully, rebuild his image as a well-behaved three-good student: "I have something to do in the office at noon. Zhou Lianjuan told Xi Yan, you can ask him."

The little classmate suddenly felt regretful: "Oh! That's the next best thing!"

Xi Xiaogou bared his teeth on the spot and bit someone: "Why did I make a mistake?! Where did I make a mistake?!"

Zhong Qin knocked on Xi Yan's lunch box: "Eat."

Xi Yan calmed down obediently: "... Aww."

After eating, Zhong Qin put away the packing box and garbage, tied them tightly in his pocket, and took them out to throw away when he was going to leave.

Xi Yan gulped down two sips of water, full of energy after eating and drinking: "We can fight physics for another [-] rounds!"

Zhong Qin teased, "You can have three rounds at most."

"..." Xi Yan, who was mocked precisely, said dryly, "Go to your office."

Zhong Qin packed up, stood up and was ready to leave.

As soon as he got up, Xi Yan raised his face and followed him with his eyes, as if insisting on watching him leave.

How should I put it...it's sticky.

Zhong Qin paused, and suddenly pushed the bench that Xi Yan had raised up back to the ground.

Xi Yan was caught off guard and lost his center of gravity. As soon as he stabilized his body, Zhong Qin raised his hand, opened his tiger's mouth, and pinched Xi Yan's jaw gently.

Xi Yan was visibly shocked.

With a little force on Zhong Qin's hands, Xi Yan was forced to raise his chin, and asked vaguely: "...what are you doing!"

Zhong Qin said to Xi Yan for the third time today: "Open your mouth."

Xi Yan came to his senses... Zhong Qin wanted to see his scalded tongue, and it was because of his reaction that Xi Yan felt particularly uncomfortable: "Well, I'm fine now."

Xi Yan looked away, and turned his head to the side, but Zhong Qin just pinched his face to keep him from moving.

There are more and more people in the classroom, and every time a few people come in, someone must look at this corner, especially the female students in the class... Xi Yan can clearly see their excited faces from the corner of his eye.

Xi Yan usually doesn't care much about the attention of people around him, but recently when he and Zhong Qin are together, he becomes particularly sensitive.

His heart was pounding and his ears were slowly turning red.

Zhong Qin turned a blind eye to his surroundings.

The students of class [-] stood upright behind the classroom of class [-], holding the cheek of the "host" with no intention of letting go.

Xi Yan subconsciously grabbed Zhong Qin's wrist, and suddenly felt Zhong Qin's pulse on his fingertips.

The pulse was full of warmth, and the rhythm was steady and powerful, as if it could be connected with Xi Yan's heartbeat, intertwined and faintly resonated with each other.

This kind of thought immediately made Xi Yan embarrassed.

... The thick skin that had grown up for so many years was suddenly thinned out, Xi Yan was at a loss as to what to do, so he could only "bear it".

He looked away with trembling eyelashes, raised his chin awkwardly, opened his mouth slightly, and showed a little tip of his tongue towards Zhong Qin, and was careful not to lick Zhong Qin's tiger's mouth.

Zhong Qin put his thumb directly into Xi Yan's mouth, like checking the teeth of a puppy, and gently pressed Xi Yan's tongue: "From now on, concentrate on eating."

Zhong Qin withdrew his fingers, Xi Yan's face was burning, and he quickly closed his mouth, even if he was taught a lesson, he only dared to hum.

Zhong Qin immediately relaxed, and scratched Xi Yan's chin with his hands, as if rewarding him: "It's very good."

Xi Yanhong stared at Zhong Qin with red ears: "My face is covered with saliva!"

Zhong Qin threw down the sentence "You still know how to dislike it", turned and left the classroom.

After the evening self-study was over, Zhong Qin and Xi Yan, who had finished cleaning, went to the store together after school.

"Cream! Okay, be good, be good... Hey, do you know how much you weigh now? Sixty catties! In a few days, you should catch up with me! You can't casually... alas... on people flutter!"

"Zhong Qin! Ah Qin! Can you take care of your son! Well, okay, okay..."

Cream has been living with the "other companion" for nine months. According to the estimated age, it is already an adult dog close to one year old.

Because of the impurity of the breed, although the butter was chubby when it was first picked up, it was not big, and it didn't seem out of place to mix it with the corgi pile.

Later, under the careful care of his stepfather Zhong Qin, Butter thrived, and his weight soared all the way, and he was even taller than corgis when he was lying on his stomach. Except that his mouth was longer than that of a purebred Labrador, it was almost impossible to tell that he was a " "Mixed race", this appearance is somewhat similar to those majestic police dogs on TV.

But Butter doesn't accept that she has grown up, even if Xi Yan can't hold it, it still likes to jump into Xi Yan's arms.

As soon as he entered the store, Xi Yan staggered when he heard the cream coming down from upstairs—it ran much faster than the short-legged corgis.

Butter stood on its two strong hind legs, and the two big paws in front were on Xi Yan's chest. Xi Yan finally stabilized his figure and rubbed its two ears vigorously: "You know how to jump on me, why don't you jump on it?" Where is Zhong Qin? Afraid of being beaten? Are you treating me like a persimmon? Huh?"

Zhong Qin bent down and touched the heads of the corgis one by one. When he got up, he also got a paste on the top of Butter's head, and then took advantage of the situation to pinch Butter's paw and licked it off Xi Yan: "Will you let us Come in?"

Butter has perfectly inherited the IQ of Labrador. She is very smart and can understand Zhong Qin and Xi Yan.

Unlike the Corgis who were still circling around the two of them, it retreated a little, bent its hind legs, sat down on the ground, and wagged its tail vigorously.

Xi Yan liked it so much, after entering the door, he hugged Butter's head and kissed her again.

Butter just wanted to stand up and give Xi Yan a loving hug again, when Zhong Qin looked down at it.

Butter had no choice but to put her butt back on the ground again, aggrieved: "Wow."

Xi Yan immediately turned to his loving mother, and cast a blaming glance at Zhong Qin: "What are you doing so fiercely!"

Zhong Qin, who didn't say anything and didn't do anything: "..."

After washing his hands, Xi Yan carried his schoolbag on his back, took Zhong Qin's schoolbag on the bench casually, and went upstairs: "I'll go up to find clothes and take a 15-minute bath—boss Zhong makes coffee Is there enough time? I want to drink after washing up."

Zhong Qin glanced at him: "Give me the money."

Xi Yan's voice came from the stairs: "Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand—by the way, I've run out of drafts, so I'll take another one from you."

Xi Yan didn't hear Zhong Qin's reply, so he assumed that he had acquiesced.

Butter jumped up the stairs with Xi Yan.

"You're getting more and more vicious now. Don't you look more like Zhong Qin? Even the wooden fence can't stop you." Xi Yan threw the schoolbag on the table, and while talking to Butter, pulled it away drawer of the desk.

The A4 drawing book used by Zhong Qin to make drafts is placed in the drawer. Xi Yan has made every draft from Zhong Qin so far.

"Huh? There's only one book left? It's used so quickly, I thought he didn't need to buy it again during his entire school days."

Xi Yan, who wasted so much on draft paper, touched his nose guiltily.

He sat down, looked down at the only remaining notebook, it was very new, it should be the last one in Zhong Qin's stack of new notebooks.

Butter squatted beside him, witnessing Xi Yan's crime intently.

After hesitating for about five seconds, Xi Yan covered Butter's round eyes, and still stretched his dog's paw into the drawer: "If you don't buy the old ones, you won't get the new ones. I'll buy another stack for him on Monday."

Xi Yan acted guilty, pinched the side of the book and picked it up, but he didn't expect that a corner of the inside page slipped out of the book.

Xi Yan was taken aback, and opened the cover of the book, what fell out was not the inside page of the book, but a composition paper folded in half——

It was the first time he appeared on the answer sheet of the excellent composition selection of the grade group.

Xi Yan's heart beat violently immediately, he reached out hesitatingly, and unfolded the half-folded composition paper, only to find that there was something else inside.

A half-destroyed paper airplane with crooked writing on it.

A piece of his grade slip that he wanted to throw to Zhong Qindang as a commemoration when he got into the top [-] in the grade for the first time.

There is another one, with a little tape on it, which is... the seat number that will be posted on the desks of every examination room.

"12-7 Xi Yan"

That was the seat number for his first monthly exam in high school, and seat 12 in exam room 7 was Zhong Qin's seat.

Zhong Qin... left the note with his name on it, and it has been preserved until now.

Xi Yan's heart was suddenly filled.

A bunch of messy little things in life suddenly collided with his sweet and sour teenage thoughts, and with a bang, a big and brilliant firework exploded.

Zhong Qin kept these things all the time.

why?

Why……

Why do I need to say it!

"It's almost a semester... What the hell am I talking about..." After a long while, Xi Yan pinched the note and slowly covered his face. Braving the heat, "He already knew...why is he so annoying..."

Boss Zhong went into the preparation room to turn on the coffee machine at the request of the customer Xi Xiaogou.

He stood there for a while without saying a word, finally took out his phone, resigned himself to his fate and opened the search engine.

I don't know how likely it is for him to make this cup of cappuccino successfully in one go. In short... the boss's big talk about providing special services has been blown out, and he can't go back on his word.

While he was studying carefully, Xi Yan came down from upstairs.

Zhong Qin leaned on the edge of the stage and looked out, ignoring the butter that kept circling around Xi Yan, and glanced at his empty hands: "Didn't you take the clothes?"

Xi Yan quietly squeezed the hand hanging on the side of the leg, there was a little tremor in the hand that he didn't notice.

He didn't answer, but stood still when he walked into Zhong Qin's field of vision, looking fixedly at Zhong Qin.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Zhong Qin frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Xi Yan took a deep, unsteady breath.

He wanted to show a little momentum, but staring at him made him even more aggrieved: "Zhong Qin, do you think I'm funny?"

Zhong Qin was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "What?"

Although he didn't realize what Xi Yan was saying, Zhong Qin could feel that Xi Yan was unhappy—even when he and Tang Xi were locked in the store last time, he was really angry.

Zhong Qin only paused for a few seconds, then opened the curtain of the preparation room and walked out. After a few steps, he came to Xi Yan and asked again: "...what's wrong?"

When Zhong Qin stood close, Xi Yan was forced to raise his head.

Being at a slight height disadvantage made him even more angry, he raised his hand, and slapped the note tightly in his hand on Zhong Qin's chest.

Xi Yan looked from bottom to top, looking into Zhong Qin's eyes with wet water vapor: "...you deliberately hung me up, you must have known it long ago."

Although Zhong Qin's feelings for him cannot be completely determined, what is absolutely certain is that Zhong Qin must have seen that he likes him a long time ago.

On my birthday... on a date that may have been earlier.

During this period of time, he has been shameless, unswervingly rolling around around Zhong Qin, acting like a lazy dog, rubbing against others, throwing himself into his arms, and even pretending to be dignified under the bed of others every three days. !

……Depend on!

Zhong Qin looked at him from what perspective!

Is he shameless!

Zhong Qin raised his hand to press the note, he didn't know it, so he picked it up and took a look - the crumpled word "Xi Yan" came into his eyes.

……draft.

Zhong Qin's expression was stunned, his heart skipped a beat, and his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

Zhong Qin sighed to relieve the unfamiliar tension that filled his heart.

But... anyway, his "personal belongings" were found out, no matter how you look at it, that angry person should not be Xi Xiaogou.

So Zhong Qin, who was caught, quickly calmed down and asked, "What kind of tricks did you slap?"

Xi Yan couldn't believe it: "I'm being sarcastic?! Don't you want to get over it, are you?!"

"Think about it." Zhong Qin said with a smile.He turned slightly, leaned back against the edge of the table beside him, stood relaxed, and said another question, "Do you still drink the coffee made by the boss?"

Xi Yan's gaze was glued to Zhong Qin's face cautiously, as if he was trying to identify why Zhong Qin changed the subject.

Zhong Qin paused, and added: "Special service, do you want it?"

Xi Yan, who was not very firm in life, was a little shaken, and felt that he could wait until after drinking this cup of coffee if he felt that he was going to lose his temper.

But he had already let out the cruel words just now, so he couldn't take it back with a shy face, so he could only pretend to refuse: "Stop changing the subject! Are you going to deal with me like this? Make it clear !"

"Okay," Zhong Qin looked at Xi Yan firmly, and said softly, "If you want to hear what I say, I will tell you everything."

Xi Yan curled his fingers and clenched his fist unconsciously.

I want to hear from you... do you know that I like you.

I want to hear from you...do you like me too.

Which of these can be asked?

Xi Yan was a little anxious and a little annoyed, Zhong Qin's seemingly easy-going look made him extremely unhappy, as if he was the only one in the world who felt nervous when meeting his first love.

He didn't want Zhong Qin to tease him, even if he had a good time?

But before he could lose his temper, Zhong Qin, who just asked him a question, raised his hand to grab his tight wrist as if he didn't need his answer.

The butter lying at Xi Yan's feet rubbed together, whimpering, as if he also wanted to play with Xi Yanzhong Qin.

Zhong Qin led Xi Yan into the preparation room. Although Butter was a little aggrieved, she obediently stayed outside.

In the preparation room, Zhong Qin let go.

The temperature on Xi Yan's wrist was almost fleeting, and before he could react, Zhong Qin stuffed another phone with the unlocked screen in his hand.

Zhong Qin turned on the power of the coffee machine: "Read."

Xi Yan didn't know, so he looked down, and the words "classic cappuccino method" immediately came into view.

Xi Yan: "..."

"Put the ground coffee powder into the handle and then flatten and compact it..."

"Pour the milk into the milk jug, insert the steam wand and send it to cut...[-]% full..."

"Combine milk foam with coffee...you can latte art..."

Zhong Qin followed the steps that Xi Yan read out word by word, reluctantly, and made a cup of cappuccino very seriously, then paused at the latte art, and said, "No."

Xi Yan threw Zhong Qin's mobile phone lock screen back into his hand, and said angrily: "And you don't know how to do it, you're going to kill me."

Zhong Qin took the coffee cup and put it on the bar, then said to Xi Yan who got out of the preparation room and returned to the store hall: "Come here and give me the money."

Xi Yan gritted his back molars, and his anger could hardly be suppressed: "...How the hell are you so fucking stupid!"

Zhong Qin was not at all unhappy when he was scolded.

"Free refills." Zhong Qin stretched out his slender fingers, tapped his fingertips on the rim of the cup, and said, "One month, one year, three years...for a lifetime, you can refill it for as long as you want."

One month, one year, three years...a lifetime.

There was a buzzing sound in Xi Yan's head, and the erratic anger was extinguished twice, but the oxygen in his chest seemed to burn out in an instant, making the breathing between his mouth and nose stagnate.

Zhong Qin didn't rush, just waited patiently.

After a long time, Xi Yan stepped forward hesitantly, stepping on the beating drumbeat of his own heart, and slowly walked towards Zhong Qin.

Zhong Qin lowered his eyes slightly, his usual calm eyes showed little emotion: "52."

Xi Yan was stunned for a moment, then fumbled in all his pockets in a daze, found his phone, and opened WeChat.

He was led by the nose by Zhong Qin as if in a daze, transferred the money to Zhong Qin, and then suddenly woke up——

Payment amount display: 52.0

It took Xi Yan a while to recover his voice: "You... what do you mean?"

Zhong Qin looked into Xi Yan's pair of shining beautiful eyes that he was willing to look at forever: "I have received your wish—— meaning."

Xi Yan's heart tightened at first, and then he followed Zhong Qin's words and thought about it for a while, only to realize...that he paid him just now!There is a fundamental difference from other young couples who receive 52 yuan in red envelopes!

Xi Yan: "..."

Losing both money and feelings, how could Boss Zhong do this.

Zhong Qin saw Xi Yan's inexplicable expression, as if he had suffered a great loss and couldn't express it, so the corners of his mouth twitched unconscionably.

Before Xi Yan scolded him more severely, Zhong Qin raised his hand, pressed Xi Yan's nose with his thumb, and said honestly: "My reply is..."

"I like you too."