immature

The second day of school, September [-]nd.

The students in the first and second grades of high school started a new class.

A hard-working student in the third year of high school... has to take the first test for the beginning of the third year of high school.

At the end of last semester, Zhong Qin appeared to be absent from class for a month and his grades dropped—in fact, in order to accompany the exam and accurately control his scores, he was airborne directly to... the third exam room this time.

The young students in the third examination room felt radiant in an instant, as if everyone in the entire examination room could absorb a little extra superstition points from the god of learning.

Xi Yan clicked his tongue twice, and said to Zhong Qin: "Why do I feel like you are here to visit Weifu privately?"

Zhong Qin answered him with Xi Yan's words: "Let's see the scenery in the eyes of a scumbag."

The top [-] students in the grade: "..."

Very insulting!

Xi Yan and Zhong Qin's rankings were 88 and 87, which happened to be two seats next to each other.

"There are still 15 minutes before the exam starts, please hurry up..."

The radio sounded.

Xi Yanshu muttered in the corner of the last row of the classroom: "It feels like I have been sitting in the corner for at least two of my three years in high school. My eyesight as a pilot is about to decline..."

Zhong Qin leaned back against Xi Yan's desk, sneered and teased: "Pull it down, do you read the blackboard in class?"

Xi Yan who was exposed had no choice but to stare at the back of Zhong Qin's head.

Five minutes before the start of the exam, the invigilator began to distribute the test papers: "Now distribute the papers and answer sheets to everyone. I don't need to emphasize the discipline of the exam. One last reminder, put away all the things that cannot be brought into the exam room..."

The examination room, where there were some chattering sounds just now, fell silent in an instant, and only the rustling of papers being passed from front to back could be heard in the whole classroom.

Xi Yan kept turning the pen in his hand.

He stared at Zhong Qin's back, and was stunned for a while.

He had seen Zhong Qin in all kinds of ways, running, jumping, reading, and doing quizzes, but it was the first time to see him do the exam papers up close.

Everyone in the examination room is probably devastated by the test papers in hand—only Xi Yan can absent-mindedly ponder what the Xueshen test is like.

Zhong Qin did the questions so quickly, would he lie down and sleep after finishing, or would he stare at the draft paper in a daze?

Anyway, he doesn't know how to check, after all, this person even begged for the eraser from Gao Chengliu.

Xi Yan thought about it for a while, and the paper in the front row was passed to Zhong Qin.

There were two test papers, and Xi Yan saw Zhong Qin writing something quickly with his right hand while arranging the papers.

When passing the test paper, Zhong Qin didn't turn his head, but turned his hand coldly over his shoulder.

Xi Yan stretched out his hand to pick up the last set of papers in this row, and by the way, he rubbed his hand on Zhong Qin's neck dishonestly.

Only then did Zhong Qin turn his head to look at him appreciatively.

For some reason, Xi Yan secretly wanted to have fun.

The invigilator on the podium was reminding everyone to write the class name and student number. Xi Yan took a pen and looked down, and the word "Xi Yan" had already been written on the name column.

Upright and beautiful, vigorous and atmospheric.

The two names written on the "Student Rules" flashed through Xi Yan's mind, and his heart suddenly felt full.

——These two names must always stand side by side in the future.

While reading the questions, Xi Yan lowered his voice to accuse Zhong Qin: "Student god...why do you interfere with other students' exams? Doesn't this affect other people's mentality..."

Zhong Qin's pen tip paused, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked out of Xi Yan's sight.

On the day of the exam, at the end of evening self-study.

Xi Yanmao was on the phone in the corner, and ordered Zhong Qin to look out for him: "Today is Zhong Qin's birthday, and I won't go home to sleep at night... I didn't buy cake... Why am I being stingy! That's because he doesn't like sweets ...gift? Well, I know I know...Okay, hang up..."

As soon as Xi Yan put the phone back into his pocket, Zhong Qin looked over at the right time: "A gift?"

Xi Yan blinked his eyes: "Can I go back to the kennel to cook with you?"

Zhong Qin: "..."

Shancheng Building is closer to the back gate of the school, while Xi Yan and the others usually wait for the bus at the front gate of the school.

After school, a few young students on the same road walked slowly through the campus together in groups, laughing and laughing all the way, whoever sneaked out to play ball during lunch break today was caught by Wei Bu, and whoever cried for his father and mother Said that he didn't want to go to high school...

Any little thing can become a topic that young students talk about.

Today they walked the small road on the side of the administrative building, passing a piece of greenery.

The school is not like a main road, the street lamps are low and not particularly bright, but not far away is the teaching building, and there are still students cleaning in the classroom, so the white weaving lamp is on.

——These square-looking white woven lights are enough to illuminate the path under the children's feet.

Zhong Qin and Xi Yan fell to the back of the line.

Xi Yan sniffed and sniffed: "It's September, and the gardenias are still blooming?"

Zhong Qin glanced at the greenery next to him. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could vaguely distinguish the white shadows of each flower: "It's a late-blooming variety, it can still bloom for a few days."

Xi Yan suddenly became interested, grabbed Zhong Qin's school uniform sleeve and walked towards the gardenia tree.

Zhong Qin seemed to be used to his temperament of thinking and thinking, so he didn't ask, and let him be dragged away.

Xi Yan leaned close to a gardenia, sniffed his nose and smelled the fragrance, then suddenly put his palms together in front of him, and made an exaggerated slap when he clapped his hands together: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't pick the flowers, just one Duo, everyone, don’t imitate me! Don’t imitate me!”

Zhong Qin watched him finish worshiping the gardenias, and picked one off very quickly and skillfully.

Zhong Qin: "...hey."

Along the way, Xi Yan twirled and played with the gardenia flower.

His wonderful and precious "time journey" seems to have started from a gardenia flower that caused the bear child to cry.

——And his equally wonderful and precious youth and life are also like the gardenia flower that was finally picked up and put back into the bouquet. It's back to where it should be after all.

"Another Companion".

Xi Yan took a bath while Zhong Qin was comforting the dogs. After the bath, he and Zhong Qin went upstairs to play alone with Butter for a while.

When it stopped, Xi Yan looked at the gardenia flower that was picked secretly on the table, and asked Zhong Qin: "Aqin... You got that ginkgo leaf last time... Is there any agar left?"

Zhong Qin nodded, took out the mold and the remaining materials from the cabinet under the desk, explained to Xi Yan how to use it, then took his clothes and went downstairs to take a shower.

When Zhong Qin brushed his hair and returned to the small attic, Xi Yan wrapped the gardenia in the agar and was putting it in the mold waiting for it to solidify.

Xi Yan said in a showy tone: "How about it——Tail of Xia Tian, ​​I will give it to you as a birthday present!"

With long legs, Zhong Qin swayed to the desk and looked down: "Your tail is a little wilted this summer, and it's still bubbling."

Xi Yan: "..."

Xi Yan sat at the table and stared at the two big eyes, held back for a long time without uttering a word of nonsense, and then remembered the "autumn" that Zhong Qin gave him like a work of art, and was still discouraged: "Forget it, no Handmade materials, we Ah Qin can do everything like that..."

—— Zhong Qin suddenly lowered his head and leaned over, raised Xi Yan's chin with his hand, and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly.

"I like."

Xi Yan's heart skipped a beat.

He raised his eyelashes, and Zhong Qin just stood up straight.

The young man who had just come out of the shower was wearing a thin short-sleeved T-shirt, as if the warm and moist moisture from the bathroom still remained on his body.

Zhong Qin cuts his hair shorter every time he gets a haircut, especially at the beginning of each semester, he always goes to school with a short hair without bangs.

There will be no hair ends covering his eyebrows and eyes, and his facial features will be more tough and heroic.

——Today is the coming-of-age ceremony for young people.

Xi Yan still remembered that when they first met, Zhong Qin was standing in a layer of grass waves not far from him. Now... Zhong Qin seems to be more mature than then, even taller.

Boys between teenagers and youths always have a different kind of charm.

When Zhong Qin lowered his eyes to look at him, he was more and more able to... make him feel palpitations.

Xi Yan took a deep breath and asked softly, "...what do you like?"

Zhong Qin said without thinking, "This is the tail of summer."

Xi Yan didn't speak.

After a long while, Zhong Qin still had no intention of saying another word, so Xi Yan could only punch Zhong Qin in the stomach in a rage and fake.

Zhong Qin pinched his hand, raised his eyebrows as if to succeed, and said: "There is also you, I like you."

The skin on Xi Yan's hands burned, from his fingertips to the top of his head.

But Xi Yan always felt that he was a "fake boy", how could he always be led by the nose by a puppy who had just grown up!

So Xi Yan bit his lower lip and made up his mind - the hand that put himself on Zhong Qin's belly... slowly moved down.

The hand covering the back of Xi Yan's hand tightened slightly, Zhong Qin narrowed his eyes: "Not honest?"

Xi Yan's heartbeat sounded like a drum, but he had to pretend to be calm on his face.

He let go of the lower lip he was biting, and said, "We Ah Qin can do anything, well, let me see you..."

Xi Yan originally wanted to say something more straightforward, but he was really embarrassed to say it in front of Zhong Qin, so he changed his words temporarily: "Let me see if you can do this..."

With a strong hand, Zhong Qin grabbed Xi Yan's hand, forcing him to stop.

Xi Yan raised his eyes, originally thinking that as long as he could see even a little bit of shyness on Zhong Qin's indifferent face, it would be a safe bet...

But he didn't expect that after Zhong Qin grabbed him and paused for a moment, he took his hand and continued to move down.

Zhong Qin suppressed his voice and said to him:

"Row."

——Xi Yan trembled, and the moment he touched it, his ears turned red immediately.

The cotton sweatpants on Zhong Qin's body were too loose.

Xi Yan could even feel that in the palm of his hand was... the vigorous desire of a young man.

The bluffing Xi Yan was completely out of control.He turned his face away and looked away again, but Zhong Qin's other hand squeezed his chin and turned back.

Zhong Qin leaned down to kiss him again.

It wasn't the first time Xi Yan kissed him.

But now his whole body is stiff, and he has long forgotten what to do with his hands——Zhong Qin didn't let him go, and slowly began to stroke his hands.

……

Xi Yan couldn't remember when he stood up and jumped on Zhong Qin, and was carried to the bed by Zhong Qin.

He also didn't remember when Zhong Qin untied the elastic cord on his trouser waist.

Xi Yan only remembered that his breathing was very hot, and his hands and waist were shaking from exhaustion.

I still remember that Zhong Qin leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, then buried his face in the crescent of his neck, and his low voice caught off guard: "Don't shrug, you look like a puppy."

Xi Yan lost his mind for a moment.

He was in a daze for a long time, only felt that Zhong Qin continued to move for a long time with his hands that he could hardly hold, and finally stopped.

Xi Yan sank into the fluffy pillow, his soft hair was stuck to his forehead with thin sweat, Zhong Qin's hands with winding veins rested on the side of his neck, and his eyes looked down at him.

Now Zhong Qin is completely different from his usual air-conditioning appearance.

He was warm, even scorching hot.

Zhong Qin lowered his head, a tough and beautiful line was drawn on his jaw, and there was an indeterminate smile on the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Xi Yan heard that his voice was hoarse, and asked: "Is it okay?"

Xi Yan's throat tightened, as if the desire to be reborn by the spring breeze revived.

With blindfolded eyes, he couldn't help raising his hand, and rubbed the side of Zhong Qin's face with his clean fingers: "... Ah Qin, stop laughing. When you smile, I feel that everything in the world... Not so good."

Zhong Qin was suffocating for breath, as if holding back something, he only kissed softly on the corner of Xi Yan's mouth, then looked away, got up and got out of bed: "...Do you take a bath first or me first?"

Xi Yan was shocked, and his mind suddenly cleared up, and he quickly turned over, knelt on the edge of the bed and reached out to grab Zhong Qin's clothes: "Don't wash it, Ah Qin, don't wash it."

Zhong Qin breathed slowly, turned back to look at Xi Yan, and saw Xi Yan blinked unnaturally a few times, muttering: "It doesn't count...again, I..."

——The age of seventeen or eighteen is the most loyal to nature and the time when it is difficult to restrain restlessness.

Nothing compares to the satisfaction and joy that comes from being skin-to-skin with someone you love.

Xi Yan didn't want to hide his desire and impulse.

In front of Zhong Qin, he hopes that he will always be straightforward and sincere.

But Zhong Qin didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted him softly: "No class tomorrow?"

Xi Yan frowned quickly, with a little awkward urgency in his tone: "I keep thinking about this... I can't even study hard!"

Zhong Qin restrained and said, "Wait until you become an adult..."

"The one whose surname is Zhong! Are you okay!" Before Zhong Qin could finish speaking, Xi Yan pulled Zhong Qin in front of him with all his strength, lifted up his short sleeves, and bit his thin waist , "Before you become an adult, you can...let you use your legs..."

"..." Zhong Qin tightened his waist, grabbed Xi Yan's clothes and pushed him down on the bed. He leaned on Xi Yan and said condescendingly, "I said when you brought your quilt here— — It’s what you want, don’t say that I take advantage of you later.”

Before Xi Yan could speak, Zhong Qin turned him around.

Zhong Qin said: "Lie down well, keep your legs together."

……

"Using the legs" was requested by Xi Yanxian, Zhong Qin didn't know where he learned these fancy things.

But he is not an innocent high school student after all.

——Xi Yan, who thought he was ready to "use his legs", vowed that he would never want to be with Zhong Qin again before he became an adult.