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Xi Yan's breath trembled, maybe it was because of being pressed by Zhong Qin, his nose was sour, and his eyes became moist without hope.

Tonight's Zhong Qin is both irritating and gentle.

Xi Yan covered his eyes and squatted down slowly, slowly, as if this could relieve the dizziness in his head, and also suppress his love that was about to be shaken by a strong heartbeat.

Impressions people make are interesting.

Because of Zhong Qin's "careful planning", Xi Yan's grandma still feels that Zhong Qin, who seldom goes home, is a caring person.

Because of a fluffy home clothes with a dog's head, Wen Xia easily thinks that the indifferent Zhong Qin is a charming and cute person.

Timing, coincidence, characteristics, all kinds of factors converge into a focus, and a label is printed on the human retina and cerebral cortex.

——The label Zhong Qin left for Xi Yan is called "Like".

It doesn't matter whether Zhong Qin is seen by everyone or not.

Xi Yan likes every side, every side, no matter what.

Zhong Qin strode out from the preparation room.

Xi Yan saw Zhong Qin's leg standing in front of him between his fingers, and quickly covered his eyes tightly, trembling: "Zhong Qin...you are too much..."

Facing Xi Yan, Zhong Qin also squatted down, resting his elbows on his knees.

Butter whimpered and whimpered around the two of them, and the corgis poked their heads out from their scattered nests.

Xi Yan heard Zhong Qin sigh lightly: "I don't let others live here, but I let you live here. I don't wait for others to leave school, but I wait for you. I don't eat the instant noodles given by others, but I eat the ones you buy. I don't give Others talk about the topic, but I will tell you."

Zhong Qin spoke very lightly and slowly, every time he said a word, Xi Yan's heart trembled.

Xi Yan showed a wet eye from behind his fingers, and tried to stare: "Stop bluffing me, you've clearly told all your classmates, and once you've told it, I'll send you, Mr. Gao, away once!"

Zhong Qin put his palm on the back of Xi Yan's hand, took his hand away from his eyes, followed his dodging gaze closely, and instead of making fun of him, asked very seriously: "I'm like giving you a lecture. Did the whole class talk about it?"

Xi Yan's heart was filled with these few words, and the astringency and sweetness of youth were intertwined in an instant, and he was full all at once.

Zhong Qin raised his hand and pressed his warm palm on Xi Yan's hot eyes: "I haven't given that program to others, but if I gave it to you, I wouldn't wipe tears for other puppies..."

Zhong Qin didn't finish his sentence.

But Xi Yan knew that his last sentence was "just wipe it for you", because Zhong Qin wiped away the mist that evaporated from his eyes bit by bit with the thin but tough palm of a young man.

Zhong Qin asked in a low voice: "If this is the case, you still can't react, and you still want to mess with me. Who is going too far? Hmm?"

The corgis didn't know what these two people were doing squatting on the ground in the middle of the night, they ran over in groups, and together with Butter, surrounded Zhong Qin and Xi Yan.

It took a long time for Xi Yan to put his eyes on Zhong Qin's palm like he did when he told a story to Zhong Qin last time, and rubbed them lightly.

He curled his lips, looked at the Corgi cubs, then at Zhong Qin, then squatted among the dogs and muttered thoughtlessly: "Then...then you choose your favorite dog first."

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows amusedly.

To confirm his liking in this way, no one except Xi Yan could think of it.

Zhong Qin moved his hand from Xi Yan's eyes to his forehead, stroked the soft hair on the back of his head, and finally stopped on his neck.

"Why do you compete with dogs all day?" Zhong Qin lowered his head and touched the tip of Xi Yan's red nose with his nose, "Puppy for seat selection."

"Hmm." Xi Xiaogou was itchy all over due to the sudden intimacy, he looked away, sniffed, and complained in a low voice, "...the legs are numb."

Zhong Qin: "..."

Zhong Qin picked up Xi Yan, who had spoiled the atmosphere due to numbness in his legs, and placed him on a nearby wooden chair, then leaned against the edge of the table beside him, and looked down at him.

Xi Yan had to look up again.

As soon as he confirmed that he was really liked by Zhong Qin, Xi Xiaogou's tail began to rise little by little: "...Can't you just sit down, I feel tired when I look up at your neck."

"Yes." Zhong Qin pulled a chair from Shanruliu and sat down, and raised his chin to gesture towards his thigh, "Come and sit? You won't be tired this way."

Xi Yan: "..."

Damn, molested me again.

What Hu Xue said was right, if Zhong Qin hadn't had such good grades, he might have turned left to be a hooligan when he went out, and he might have become your big dog brother in Baiweixiang.

Perhaps because he wanted to give Xi Yan some cushioning space, Zhong Qin sat in front of Xi Yan's side, not sitting very close...and didn't really let Xi Yan sit on his lap.

But Xi Yan didn't have to be honest for a long time, he lifted the chair under his buttocks, and moved it to Zhong Qin's side together with the person and the stool.

Xi Yan needs a buffer, but he prefers to be close to Zhong Qin, thinking about every minute, and not wasting every minute.

Xi Yan lowered his eyelashes, and the tips of his ears were always red.He cleared his throat, but his voice was still muffled: "...I'll ask you an answer."

Zhong Qin nodded: "Yes."

Xi Yan first complained: "Boss Zhong's special confession service is too expensive. Didn't you say that I am blinded by money? You can change the price...to 13 yuan and [-] cents?"

Since it is "another partner", compared to "520", "1314" seems to be more romantic, and it is more suitable for "free refills for a lifetime".

——Of course, the main reason why Xi Yan said this is definitely not this, but because 13 yuan and [-] cents is cheaper.

Zhong Qin looked at this money fanatic and stingy with a puzzled expression: "Do I look like someone who trades at a loss?"

Xi Yan was not happy anymore, and muttered in a low voice: "I lost my feelings and I also lost money..."

Zhong Qin said frankly: "Anyway, people have lost."

Xi Yan lowered his head slightly, but tilted his head to an angle where he could see Zhong Qin's face. When he raised his eyes, his gaze wandered over Zhong Qin's body, and he saw a handful of milky white fluff on Zhong Qin's arm.

Xi Yan said: "...Everyone else has their girlfriend's hair stuck on their body, but you have dog hair stuck on your body."

Zhong Qin, who didn't need a girlfriend, followed Xi Yan's gaze and looked at his arm, and then said calmly, "Yes, I'm still a rambunctious dog."

Xi Yan suddenly remembered the only video he had ever released.

The "girlfriend's perspective" floating in the barrage should be the work of a great prophet.

"..." Not only the tip of the ear, but Xi Yan's entire ear was burning, "It's the first time everyone is dating, why are you so handsome?"

Zhong Qin paused, turned his head to look into Xi Yan's eyes, and asked: "So, now we are considered to be... in love?"

Xi Yan choked for a moment, then glared at Zhong Qin: "It's okay, I'll ask you to answer!"

"Well," Zhong Qin promised well, but the attitude of asking the truth seemed completely different, "does it count?"

Xi Yan: "..."

Angrily, Xi Yan turned his head back, lowered his head again, and stopped looking at Zhong Qin.

After a while, he squeezed his fingers tightly, and handed over the initiative slowly: "...forget it."

Zhong Qin's heart tightened, and he held his breath imperceptibly for a few seconds.

After a while, his breathing loosened again, and what filled his chest was a joy and satisfaction that was completely different from the happiness brought about by all the good things he had experienced before.

Because the expectation, which can be called the most beautiful and most disturbing in the world, finally fell into reality heavily.

As loud as he likes it.

Zhong Qin grasped Xi Yan's hand that he didn't know how to place into his palm, and then slowly, slowly clasped his fingers tightly.

The slender and thin fingers of the two teenagers intertwined, caressing lightly and intimately, and there was a trickle of liking between the fingers.

Zhong Qinzai looked carefully at Xi Yan's reddened eyes, nose and slightly pursed mouth, and his tone seemed rare and cheerful: "Didn't you think you were so thin-skinned before?"

Xi Yan stared aggressively, tightened his fingers, grabbed Zhong Qin's hand together, and punched Zhong Qin's thigh: "I finally understand, anyone who compares with you will be considered thin-skinned!"

The innocent high school student Zhong Qin blinked innocently.

The two sat together quietly for a while, neither of them said anything, but they didn't feel embarrassed, but they were unavoidably a little nervous, and they both needed to digest the established fact that they had boyfriends.

After a while, Zhong Qin sighed softly, tapped the back of Xi Yan's hand with his fingertips: "Go to take a bath?"

Xi Yan groaned, still holding on to Zhong Qin's hand reluctantly, showing no intention of moving.

Zhong Qin thought for a while and said, "Sit here all night, or go up and lie on the bed?"

As expected, Xi Xiaogou immediately stood up: "I'm going to take a bath!"

Zhong Qin curled his lips and let him go.

Xi Yan was about to go upstairs to get his clothes, but when he got to the stairs, he withdrew again, walked in the opposite direction to the bar, and picked up the cappuccino made by Boss Zhong himself, which cost 52 yuan a cup in [-]. He raised his head and drank tons of tons into his stomach.

Zhong Qin looked at Xi Yanle's back as he went up the stairs: "...a money fan."

When Xi Yan rushed into the bathroom with his clothes in a hurry, there was a faint splashing sound of water, but Zhong Qin was still sitting there without moving.

Although Zhong Qin looks like a scumbag who can handle a lot of things, but...after all, Xi Yan is also his first love.

He will be nervous when he should be nervous, and he will have fun when he should have fun.

Xi Yan went to take a bath, so Youyou had to go to play with his stepfather, although it was "playing", but Youyou just lay obediently at Zhong Qin's feet.

Zhong Qin was amused by his clever dog son, or maybe...he wanted to laugh originally.

So Zhong Qin raised his hand and patted his thigh.

Butter immediately received the signal, stood up excitedly, and threw herself into Zhong Qin's arms.

Zhong Qin grabbed Butter's ears and rubbed them vigorously a few times, then said with a smile, "Are you happy today too?"

Butter likes how Zhong Qin rubs its ears the most. It opens its eyes like glass beads, flicks its tail non-stop, and raises its head to send the tip of its nose to Zhong Qin's hand: "Wow!"

Zhong Qin smiled softly.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he moved his hands for a moment, then lowered his head, and kissed the spot where Xi Yan had kissed on Butter's forehead... lightly.

The Corgi cubs were so sour that they burst into flames.

When Zhong Qin also took a shower and went upstairs, Xi Yan was sitting at the desk.Judging by the way he keeps turning his pen and shaking his legs, he should be doing physics homework.

Butter lay quietly in its nest. The weather was no longer cold, so it no longer curled up in a ball, but habitually slept on its belly.

The big warm yellow lamp on the ceiling was not turned on, only a simple white woven lamp hanging on the wall in front of the table was on, casting a layer of jumping light on the restless Xi Puppy.

Zhong Qin was a little surprised. He felt that at this time, Xi Yan should either be playing with Butter or be a caterpillar on the bed. Anyway, he shouldn't be doing homework.

Zhong Qin walked over to take a look at Xi Yan's roll, and even surprised the little classmate who was concentrating on solving the problem.

Zhong Qin asked, "Are you doing homework or being a thief?"

Xi Yan rubbed his chest, and said solemnly: "I just want to write some papers to calm down."

Zhong Qin glanced at his stumbling physics paper: "Well, have you calmed down yet?"

Xi Yan was silent for a moment, then threw the pen away: "I can't calm down, physics is too unreasonable."

Zhong Qin snorted, and didn't intend to write a paper to calm down, but walked over to the bed under the bay window: "Then sleep."

It's already 11:30. Although this time is not too late for young students who love to brush up questions, it is also the recommended sleep time in the series of health care tweets.

"..." Xi Yan stared at the back of Zhong Qin tidying up the thin quilt, and muttered, "I...you...you won't let me sleep in the kennel, will you?"

Zhong Qin glanced back at Xi Yan inexplicably.

This person's shyness is too late, why didn't he feel embarrassed when he speeded up the bath for the sake of "sharing the same bed".

But...whether it was Xi Yan's subconscious reaction of wanting to get close to him, or the little apprehension he realized later, Zhong Qin felt happy.

Because the relationship is different.

Those sneaky little thoughts in the past have become blatant under the cover of "you don't know, I know".

But now they could obviously reveal their relationship to each other in a fair manner, but instead they tied their hands and feet.

It's because... the relationship is different.

Zhong Qin lowered his eyes, still habitually raised his chin slightly, and the words he said might be specially designed to cure Xi Yan's messy little problems: "Have the guts to sleep with a crush, but don't have the guts to sleep with a boyfriend?"

Xi Yan: "..."

The boyfriend's words have already saved him enough face. According to his character, which is not only not pure, but also wilted, let alone sleeping with the boyfriend... being slept with is almost the same.

Xi Yan clearly realized the seriousness of the reality, so he raised his hand and pressed the light tube out. Before putting on his slippers, he rushed towards Zhong Qin aggressively, jumped on Zhong Qin's body, and found a different entry point. Complaint: "Who has a crush on you! What about your face!"

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows, as Xi Yan said, quite shamelessly took advantage of Xi Yan's momentum and fell behind him——

"……Hey!"

For the first time, Xi Yan was not caught firmly by Zhong Qin - the two of them fell heavily together, and it is not known whether it was Xi Yan's hallucination, or they really slammed on the bed.

"Woof!" Butter was startled awake.

Boom, boom.

Xi Yan's heartbeat also became very fast in an instant.

He held Zhong Qin's neck tightly with one hand, and clutched Zhong Qin's arm with the other, apparently frightened by the sudden instability of his center of gravity.

Zhong Qin was trapped in the thin but soft enough quilt, and smiled softly.

"You did it on purpose!" Xi Yan propped himself up a little bit, barely holding his heart in his throat, and said in a low voice, "Is the bed firm, you fucking fell! You smashed the kennel we slept in together?! "

There was no other meaning in Zhong Qin's words, but the listener felt that it had a lot of meaning: "Sturdy, you can make trouble as you like."

Xi Yan was almost lying on Zhong Qin's body, and he didn't know which highway Zhong Qin had brought his wandering thoughts, and his forehead was about to start to smoke again.

Zhong Qin patted Xi Yan on the back at the right time: "Go down, you are so heavy."

Xi Yan instantly remembered the phrase "I like thin ones" that Hu Xue revealed to him.

Xi Yan looked serious: "...you thought I was fat on the first day we were together."

Zhong Qin: "...?"

Is this what the little couple must get through.

Obviously, Zhong Qin, the god of learning, would not die on this kind of topic for nothing. He simply turned over in his arms, wrapped Xi Yan neatly in the quilt, and hinted... expressly: "I have to get up early for class tomorrow. You go for a walk with the dog."

Xi Yan translated it in his head, and the literal translation of this sentence should mean "quickly give me sleep".

Xi Yan curled his lips, and after being bored in the quilt for a while, he suddenly asked: "... Boss Zhong's special service package does not include the item of hugging and sleeping."

I don't know if it's a street lamp or the moon, but a little dim light indistinctly seeps out from the slitted curtains, and sprinkles on Xi Yan's eyes, making Xi Yan's eyes also glow with fragments of light.

Zhong Qin reached out and touched the corner of Xi Yan's eyes, and said, "If you want, you can have it."

Xi Yan paused, then asked again: "Then... what about neck pinching services?"

Zhong Qin said to the aggressive Xi Xiaogou: "Limited free tonight, pay later."

Xi Yan seemed dissatisfied with this answer, but he still upheld the good attitude of "something is better than nothing" and raised his neck slightly.

So Zhong Qin followed him and stretched his arm under his side neck: "Are you happy when my hand is numb?"

Xi Yan didn't hold back, he slammed his forehead on Zhong Qin's chest, and laughed happily for a while.

Zhong Qin could only sigh, and returned to gently rubbing the soft hair on the back of Xi Yan's head.

Xi Yan was bored in the quilt for a while and couldn't stay any longer. He raised his head, and the tip of his hair rubbed against Zhong Qin's chin, which made Zhong Qin's heart itch a little.

Xi Yan hesitated and said, "I..."

Zhong Qin gave an upbeat hum at the end.

Xi Yan thought for a while, looked vaguely at Zhong Qin's neck that had been hugged several times by him, then hesitated, buried his face in Zhong Qin's neck, and said ambiguously: "I... It was an accident that I met you .I'm clearly already... as if I'm walking on the established track of life..."

Zhong Qin froze for a moment, but only thought that Xi Yan wanted to say that he was a part beyond his plan, and didn't think about it elsewhere, so Zhong Qin could not fully understand the special meaning of Xi Yan's words.

The anxiety, loneliness, hope and cherishment that flow through time are all secrets that Xi Yan can't reveal.

But even if Zhong Qin doesn't know this, he can still say to Xi Yan very precisely and firmly: "There is no predetermined life - every day between you and me is a new day."

Xi Yan was stunned for a while, then his heart suddenly brightened.

...every day is a new day.

During this period of time, the phrase that Xi Yan used to comfort himself when he occasionally felt troubled, "If it comes, you will be at peace", at this moment became a real relief and steadfastness, as if all the arrangements of fate always have a deep meaning.

Xi Yan leaned against Zhong Qin's arm and stretched comfortably. After stretching his body, he nestled back into Zhong Qin's arms again, suddenly lazily feeling sleepy.

Before falling asleep, Xi Yan curled up his toes and deliberately rubbed them against Zhong Qin's feet. His voice was filled with a sincere smile and dependence: "Zhong Qin, Ah Qin...I like you so much."