【Bottle Evil】Wind Sound

Wind Sound (High School Bottle Evil, Secret Love Healing Department, HE)

Author: Sissy Severus / Sissy cici

It was silent, it was endless.

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Writing instructions:

1. Bottle evil ONLY.There may be other normal CPs.

2. The stewed stew has a lot of pits, which may be slower and slower.But it should be... don't cheat.

3. Set the bottle of excellent students/bad students (actually poor students in good schools), please refer to Uncle San’s blog for details.The younger brother's personality is not so cold, he is slightly small and fresh, and please believe that Wu Xie is a positive and good young man no matter where he is.If you cannot accept the setting, please click the red cross.

4. Try not to be so OOC, but due to the healing purpose of this article and the author's style of writing, it is destined to be a little fresh... Please... forgive me. 【kneel】

5. HE is correct. 【Seal certificate】

Preview:

Thinking of those days when he was dismantling and writing a love letter, Wu Xie couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and the smile almost reached the ears several times.

He took out a piece of lavender "love letter paper" with a faint fragrance from the drawer, and began to write...

He thought for a while, and holding a pen in his hand, he wrote neatly on the "Love Letter" in a thin gold body:

"You are the clear voice of the wind."

As soon as he finished drawing a round full stop, he was pinched by two equally long fingers.

Just as Wu Xie wanted to protest, he received a faint but contemptuous look from the other party, as if to say: Let's make a show, I haven't read any of your love letters.

How dare you write a love letter to someone else?

Wu Xie seemed to hear the sound of two fingers snapping.

1.

Boring - Zhang Qiling!

Wu Xie was so startled that she almost jumped up, and she still had lingering fears when she fell to the ground.

When he walked into the classroom today, he rubbed his eyes and rubbed his eyes again to make sure that he read correctly before sitting down.

Remember you didn't change seats this week?

Behind the chair, a figure covered in a dark blue sweater was soundly asleep.

The man who caused Wu Xiaoxie's extreme panic is named Zhang Qiling, and his nickname is Bo...you bottle.This nickname was given by Wu Xie, which shows how much he hates this person.The reason why Zhang Qiling was called this nickname was that when Zhang Qiling first came to their class, the three sticks couldn't make a dull fart, either staring at the ceiling or in a daze, well, he was a philosopher.

It is estimated that someone could not see the blackboard, so it is not unusual to switch seats with him.

But the unspeakable feeling still diffuses in the bottom of my heart, like a little bit of rising tide, difficult and obscure.

After several classes, the man still showed no signs of moving.

On the podium, Monk Hua was still speaking intoxicated with his kind Hunan dialect. Wu Xie had already wandered far and wide at this time in the past, but when he thought of someone looking over his back and head to see the blackboard and PowerPoint, it was like a caterpillar behind him. crawling.

After class, Zhang Qiling was writing silently, feeling Wu Xie's gaze, glanced at him, and put the pen aside.

"Zhang Qiling," Wu Xie cleared his throat, and said, "Are you... sitting here? Where's Wang Meng?"

Zhang Qiling said: "Teacher Chen tuned it."

"Oh." Wu Xie took the time to react. Students often called someone Old Chen Pi or Ah Si, but the title "Teacher Chen" was rarely used.

Why did old Mr. Chen change seats for him?What a depressing experience.Could it be that Wang Meng was found talking to him in class?No way, when the fat man was sitting behind him, he chattered so much that Nezha was in trouble, didn't he not attract the attention of the leaders?After much deliberation, there is only one eternal reason of "excellent and poor".For some reason, Wu Xie felt a little depressed and unhappy.

Zhang Qiling watched his rich facial expressions without blinking, and said indifferently: "Wu Xie, please give me more advice in the future." His voice was cold and calm, far away.

He has a pair of jet-black phoenix eyes, his eyes are indifferent and quiet, the tails of his eyes are slender, blocked by well-proportioned bangs, his thick black eyebrows are delicate but not feminine at all.

This person is so old-fashioned that he instantly had an urge to clasp his fists, but he suppressed it forcefully, and instantly turned into a head-scratching movement, and said with a sneer: "Where is it, you are the one who should... ... more advice."

Seeing that the more he spoke, the more inhumane he was, Wu Xie smiled at him quickly, turned around angrily, and typed furiously on the phone:

"What's the matter with swelling! What's the matter with swelling! Someone explain to me why Noah Zhou ran behind me!!"

Noah Zhou is the nickname given to the good students in the class by a few angry youths, namely Noah Zhou Zhang Qiling, Memorable Xing Aning, Wenqu Xing Luo Yin, and so on. ("There is also the shemale star Xie Yuchen~!" The fat man laughed and said, and was hit by Xiaohua's palm)

Open the address book, select "chubby chubby paper", and click send.It turned out that Fatty had 4/3πR^3 in his address book, but was later found out by Fatty and cut it hard, so he changed it to this.

Fatty Paper soon wrote back:

"Who knows! You kid sits in front of Mr. Bancao, and you are very lucky, hahahaha."

Speechless, what is this.

The fat man said that Zhang Qiling is a class grass, but it is true, it was voted by all female compatriots.Although it's just class grass, it's about the same level as school grass.The reason is that he is in the same class as Xie Yuchen, Xie Yuchen is the number one courtesan in C (what's wrong...), and he beat Xie Yuchen.

Wu Xie was thinking about it, and Apple's tiger body shook, and another message came over:

"Since ancient times, the front and back seats have produced CPs, Xiao Wu, you should work hard."

Wu Xie almost didn't pop out.

If it weren't for the complicated mood now, he would probably reply casually:

"Aren't you and Da Pan also in the front and back seats, what should I say?"

But now, the slender fingers began to tap the keypad of the mobile phone vigorously, saying:

"Fuck! Fatty, I've told you many times, don't pay attention to Huo Xiuxiu!"

What are you kidding, since he was in junior high school, he has been poisoned by this woman. The master of the rotten woman, I don’t know how many young girls and men are corroded under her nine-yin bone claws. There are many followers under her command. Rotten Girl Teaching".

(Original brother’s title was PHS, but the host is obsessed with Kuaizhou, so I changed it to Noah’s boat (^o^)/~)

2.

For several days in a row, he and Zhang Qiling didn't have much communication.At most, it was passing homework, or Zhang Qiling poked him on the back with his unusually long fingers, asking him what time get out of class was over.

When passing the homework book, the hand paused in the air, and it took a long time for the other party to react, and took the book from him.

Fingertips brushed the back of his hand inadvertently.

Already very careful.

Uncharacteristically, Wu Xie took out his notebook and pretended to take a few class notes seriously.Although the contents of the notes are no better for him to understand than an abstract work.He just worked as a porter, writing down complex formulas on the blackboard line by line.

Even Xie Yuchen bombarded him with text messages in class: "Wu Xie, aren't you! Are you sure the notes in your notebook are not comics?!"

He didn't care, he had no other distractions, and he was determined in his heart.Never been like this.

Usually he jumped up right after class, buckled his schoolbag, and hurried out of the classroom, but this day when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ah Ning, a good memory star and monitor, came over and held him back.

"Wu Xie, your ID photo is unqualified, you need to take another photo... Well, that's right, just go to the Academic Affairs Office and find Teacher Zhang."

Wu Xie was talking to her, but his eyes drifted past a figure in front of him, Zhang Qiling was standing in front of him, behind Aning, with one hand on the buckle of his schoolbag.

"Hmm... little brother, what's the matter?"

Zhang Qiling's aura is too strong, making people feel that they don't have the courage to call him by his first name, but it's not very good to call him big brother, so after thinking about it, he chose a compromise address.

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, he was still stuck there, he didn't intend to leave, after a while, he asked: "Going to eat?"

Wu Xie gave an "um", nodded, and continued to listen to Ah Ning's speech.It's noon, so I must be going to eat, what's the point?

Zhang Qiling waited for a while, then walked out of the classroom leisurely.

wait...wait a minute...

Like a flash of lightning flashing across the sky, it instantly illuminated his world brightly, with pure white trees, pure white flowers, and pure white vast ice fields.

He didn't mean to have dinner together...

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The May sun shone down on the green branches and leaves, and a little golden sunlight was projected under the gap as big as the eye of a copper coin.There are many trees and insects on the campus, and it is called one piece.Xie Yuchen turned sideways, snatched away the turquoise bug on Wu Xie's back, and poked it in front of Wu Xie.

"Wow! What are you doing!" Wu Xie started to run away.

"Such a big man is afraid of bugs, tsk tsk." Xiao Hua, who was prettier than a woman, raised the corners of her beautiful eyes and snorted.

Walking in the vigorous revolutionary team rushing to the cafeteria, Wu Xie felt a pain in his right shoulder, and turned his head away in grief and indignation.

"Innocent!" The fat man dropped half of his huge body weight on Wu Xie, almost suffocating him, and rubbed his soft hair with one hand. "Have you finished your math homework? Can you let me take a look..."

"Wu Xie is mine, fat man, get the hell out of here." Seeing that Wu Xie was about to be bent, Xie Yuchen quickly took over and hugged Wu Xie's shoulder with a smile.

The fat man looked at the two with a resentful look on his face: "You two really deserve to be the best gay friends selected by my class..."

Then the fat man suddenly turned into a delicate female voice: "Don't, don't, don't abandon others, let's have a 3P!" As he said that, he jumped towards the two of them jubilantly. Avoided Fatty's Taishan attack.

"Fatty! What did that girl Xiuxiu teach you!" Wu Xie was full of black lines.

Fatty made a pounce unsuccessfully, but happily pressed him from behind, and the fat pig's hands pressed the two of them so that they couldn't move.The veins on Xie Yuchen's forehead were bulging, his hands were clenched into fists, and there was an expression of extreme patience on his beautiful face.This was a sign of his anger, Wu Xie chuckled and looked at the fat man gloating.

"Go find your big pan!" Xie Yuchen kicked backward.

The fat man fled out protecting the key parts, with a constipated expression on his face: "The world is so beautiful, naive, why is your wife so violent, it's not good, it's not good..."

Xie Yuchen pointed at him with one hand, still put his arm around Wu Xie's shoulder, and said calmly: "I never do domestic violence, but anyone who touches Wu Xie will die." Then he led Wu Xie away in a hurry.

"This is a world of love..." Pan Zimo concluded after a moment of silence.

The fat man cast a wink over him and said, "Da Pan, let's come too~"

Pan Zi looked at him expressionlessly: "No."

The fat man chased after him again, reconciling Xie Yuchen and sandwiching Wu Xie one by one, "By the way, what about your happy life with Brother Zhang? It's nice to be in the front and back seats with the Great God, right?"

Wu Xie lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

After a while, he said, "It's okay."

"How about it?" The fat man approached him with a wretched smile on his rough fat face.

How else can it be, it's not like this.

Wu Xie took a breath, and the feeling of irritability surged up again.

As he walked, words poured out of his mouth like pouring beans: "...you don't know? Why would good students like them play with us? Zhang Qiling and I will never be friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the fat man Panzi was looking at him strangely, and even Xie Yuchen's expression changed.

"Oh naive, this doesn't sound like what you said." The fat man was the first to react, and put his heavy palm on Wu Xie's forehead, "Tell fat man, did you have a fever today?"

Wu Xie knew she had made a slip of the tongue, so she could only smile and said, "I'm just joking, why not pretend that I envy, envy and hate others?"

They are the most mischievous boys in the class. They have always dismissed good students, well-behaved children and nerds, and rarely interact with each other. This fat man can understand it, but Wu Xie usually looks worse than them. Peace, I don't know why I suddenly became angry today.

The fat man held Wu Xie in his arms and continued to walk forward, while saying earnestly: "Xiao Wu, it's not the fat brother who said you, everyone has his own destiny, it's destined, if you want to become a little wild flower, don't go crazy and become the sun. Yes, wild lilies also have spring, don’t they? Some people are born with good looks, good family background, well-developed limbs, and developed brains, but God is fair. Isn’t their facial nerve necrosis? And they don’t have many friends , how pitiful. The so-called golden gate to silver gate, bamboo gate to wooden gate, people like us..."

Wait, why does he feel that the more he talks, the more wrong it becomes?

Fatty, can't you rely on some clues at any time!

The sycamore tree in the wind kept swaying its golden fan-shaped branches and leaves. Wu Xie stared intently at the front. Not far ahead, a boy in a white school uniform was holding a book. His back was slender and straight, and his steps were calm and meticulous. More like Zhang Qiling.

This is really... Wu Xie shook his head and smiled wryly.

However, suddenly a gust of wind blew over, and a few papers from the arms of the person walking in front fell down.Wu Xie and the others quickly bent down to pick it up. As soon as Wu Xie picked it up, he found that the person walked in front of him.

His hand holding the paper stiffened involuntarily, and sweat dripped out of his hand unconsciously.

Zhang Qiling silently took the papers from everyone and said, "Thank you."

The eyes under the black bangs are as cold as glass beads.

3.

Wu Xie was distracted in class again.

Zhang Qiling must have heard what Fatty said, but I don't know if he heard what he said.But judging from his current reaction, he should have heard it.

He ran through his hair irritably.

I know all 24 English letters, and when I line them up, I don’t know what they are, especially the long string and one paragraph, which fills the paper to the brim, and every word screams at him with a ferocious face, making my head dizzy even more.

The fan above the head was still whining, and the more it turned, the more anxious it was.A ballpoint pen was twirling at the fingertips, and fell on the wooden table with a "snap".

The people behind were breathing heavily, obviously he wasn't the only one in a bad mood.

...The relationship between the front and rear seats is so tense, it will definitely be difficult in the future.

Wu Xie bit her pen and thought, maybe he could go to Ah Si's place and transfer the seat back.But why?The school attaches great importance to grades, and the poor students themselves are not valued. The teacher favored you one day and arranged a student with the best grades to sit behind you. Are you not satisfied?

Otherwise, it is said that he and Wang Meng are lingering and have a good relationship, so they are inseparable?

Oops, he could still imagine Ah Si's extremely gloomy and abstract old face, and he roared angrily: "What are you two lingering for! Copying homework together, depraving, dragging down the class average?! ... You two are inseparable, are you two separated forever, or are you separated forever!" Ah Si can only show his superb idiom level as a math teacher at this time.

Or... to be honest?

This, just think about it.

Ah Si is obviously not the kind of intimate head teacher, even if he is, it would be difficult to understand Wu Xie's situation.

Wu Xie smiled self-deprecatingly.

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"Ding-ding-ding" the bell changed again, the class bell was very cheerful, and the get out of class bell was mourning.Zhang Qiling stood up and walked towards the door.

Wu Xie stood up abruptly, leaped over several people, gritted her teeth and jumped in front of Zhang Qiling.Zhang Qiling glanced at him and said nothing.Walk to the left, Wu Xie moves to the left, walk to the right, Wu Xie moves to the right.

Zhang Qiling raised his head.

"Brother, I need you." He grinned.It really matched, and he calmed down.

Zhang Qiling raised his foot and walked out the door, Wu Xie hurriedly followed.

The two walked forward one after the other with their hands in their pockets.

Seeing that the end was about to come, Wu Xie hurriedly tugged Zhang Qiling, signaling him to go to the wall.

The two faced each other quietly.Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes, and his voice was as cold as frost: "What's the matter?"

He froze for a moment, this attitude was really unexpected... Although he was expressionless before, it felt completely different... It seems that his attitude was good enough before.

He hurriedly said as sincerely as possible: "Brother, Fatty and I have no malicious intentions. What happened last time was because I didn't..."

"enough."

ha?

Facing Wu Xie's puzzled eyes, Zhang Qiling tilted his head, frowned uncomfortably, and seemed to be restraining something under his calm face: "If you are really unhappy, you can ask Teacher Chen to change your seat."

"No... that's not the case." Wu Xie panicked, looked up at him, and said, "I just want to say, brother, you are very good, we don't hate you..."

Not only is it not annoying.

A sense of powerless sadness hit his heart, so much that he was almost speechless.

Perhaps seeing Wu Xie's cramped look, Zhang Qiling's expression softened a little, leaning against the wall, looking at the ceiling.

"I said I won't be friends with you because I think that a good student like my brother... probably doesn't like our brothers. Of course, if you want to..."

"I don't think you are a poor student." Zhang Qiling's eyes were gloomy and complicated, like a piece of black glass floating on ice water, his tone was a bit cold, but there was a trace of extra seriousness, "Others didn't look down on you, it was you who looked down on you Yourself. You can also achieve a career and be better than many people, which is not necessarily related to achievements."

Wu Xie widened his eyes.

How long...haven't heard such words?

It's okay, we didn't look down on you, it's just a basic problem, it will get better - someday, who the fuck knows when? !Who would dare to point to Wu Xie's nose and say categorically: "Wu Xie, you can also make a career"?

No one believed that he could get into college, no one believed that he could get better, no one believed that one day he would succeed.As time passed, even he himself didn't quite believe it...

Zhang Qiling said he believed in things that he didn't even believe in himself.

He grew up in a superior family, and had a close relationship with Xie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu. From junior high school to high school, he knew Zi Yang, Xie Yuchen, Fatty Pan Zi, and a group of buddies. So fast, it's gone in a flash.

Unlike Xie Ziyang, he has a mother who is the CEO of a listed company in the United States; he is also not like Fatty, whose family runs an antique business in Panjiayuan.Xie Yuchen actually has good grades, but he is young and loves to play, he has no personality, handsome and rich, he is simply the pride of heaven.He is the stupidest kind of person, who accompanies the prince to study, but ends up putting himself in it.

He simply has nowhere to go.

But learning this kind of thing, can you pick it up after putting it down?

Drunk, dreaming and dying, like smoke overnight.

Every poor student has had a time when he studied obediently, maybe it was elementary school, maybe it was junior high school.Later, I can't remember when, just like Eve who was tempted by the snake and ate the forbidden fruit, some days, never coming back.He never blamed anyone, not Xie Yuchen, Fatty Pan, they were all his most important brothers.

But it was indeed the most decadent period of his life.

Later he yelled at Zhang Qiling in the alley: "Who the fuck doesn't have a dream! Who the fuck was like this from the beginning, who doesn't want to be okay, but is that possible!" It was Zhang Qiling who yelled, but he hurt himself, as if he had slapped himself Slap, burning pain on the face.

If someone asks him provocatively to use a word that you think is the most appropriate to describe youth, he will definitely tell him that it is "ruthless".

Going too fast with nowhere to go.When you are the only one left in the tunnel of time, you realize that for yourself, the time that was left with a mark by the surging blood is a waste.

I thought it was numb enough.

However, he met someone like Zhang Qiling.

Everywhere in his body is mocking his own inferiority complex.

4.

Before changing seats, he and Zhang Qiling had nothing to do with each other.

Yes, it was only in his eyes.

He laughed and cursed and made jokes in the last three rows, while Zhang Qiling always sat in the front row holding his pen steadily and looking up at the blackboard meticulously.

This long distance.

He didn't know when he started noticing him.Zhang Qiling always has a perverted score that seems to be maxed out.This is not surprising.

What's strange is that every time he hears the scores, his expression is light and cloudy. He always looks like this, indifferent, as if he doesn't care about everything, and A Ning pretends to be calm but can't hide the smug expression on the corners of his brows and eyes very different.

That kind of indifference from the bottom of my heart cannot be pretended.

It seemed to say on that face: "It's very common for me to get full marks in the test, why are you making such a fuss?" Yunyun.

People are more popular than people.he thinks.

There are such people in the world, who make the men around them become supporting roles or even buffoons in an instant.Zhang Qiling is good at almost everything, careful thinking, precocious and sensible, good grades, good sports, and even rumored to be the little prince of piano.Although he knows the level of gossip in this school, it is estimated that he can play a few etudes before he can become the little prince of piano.His only shortcoming is probably that he is extremely poor in interpersonal communication.

And this happened to be Wu Xie's advantage.

Zhang Qiling's drawers are always clean and tidy, the only thing special is the stacks of love letters.He carried them all home, but would not agree.Wu Xie estimated that he would throw it away after returning home, otherwise he would feel ashamed if the girl saw it.

Presumably the reason why so many people love him may be because he doesn't care.Sometimes Wu Xie would also think, what kind of person can fall into Zhang Daxian's eyes?Probably only a fairy-like figure, right?

He would just say indifferently and politely, "Thank you for your favor."

Thank you for your kindness.

This is really the most ironic sentence.

I remember when they played ball before, Fatty and Xie Yuchen both called halftime, wearing wet T-shirts with their sleeves rolled up high and standing by the side with their arms exposed and holding a bottle, watching Zhang Qiling who was playing with senior students.His movements are smooth and smooth, and his steps are like flying. Even Xie Yuchen, who has never been submissive, cheered a few times.

"As long as Zhang Qiling hasn't turned away in the grade competition, we will win." The fat man said triumphantly, "Ah Si! Where did you dig such a treasure from!"

"Wu Xie, what do you think?" Xie Yuchen glanced at him and asked with a smile.

He thought for a while, then reluctantly said: "It's not bad." He added: "He can only grab rebounds."

Xie Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and slapped Xie Ziyang with a palm: "Nephew, you heard what Wu Xie said! It's so fucking classic, he can only grab rebounds!"

Wherever Zhang Qiling went on the court, it was like a gust of wind that was about to rain. His clothes were white against the gloomy sky, and there even seemed to be the whistling of the wind.

Wu Xie only thought of two words:

"Frivolous".

His hair fluttered with the movement, sweaty bangs rested on the black eyes, shaking off the sweat, turned around, dodged, and at the moment of blocking the block, he jumped suddenly and threw the ball upward——

The fiery red ball seemed to have a fresh life, and it was thrown into the basket with a clang in the wind, without any ripples.

There was applause again from around.Many passers-by stopped to watch.Wu Xie saw Huo Ling on the opposite side, took Huo Xiuxiu by the hand, and watched the game with a smile.

He could hardly take his eyes off him.

Zhang Qiling walked down, several people touched his shoulders, opened a bottle of water, and took a few sips.A boy who wore sunglasses even when he was playing came over, patted him on the shoulder, lowered his head and whispered a few words to him, and laughed again, feeling a little wretched.

Then Zhang Qiling smiled.

Only then did Wu Xie know that Zhang Qiling could actually laugh.It's different from Fatty's meaningful rippling, and Xiaohua's gentle yet pretendingly strong smile.Shallowly, like a ripple on the lake in the sun.

The floating world is so dusty, forgetting each other in pairs.

He sometimes wants to see him smile like this forever.Just under this sky, this way, this angle, this look, there is no trace of sadness.

Zhang Qiling sat on the ground and listened to the black glasses. He still held the mineral water bottle in one hand. He glanced across the court inadvertently, and saw a group of boys sitting opposite him, with a basketball at their feet. One of the boys was chatting with the fat man, smiling. Very happy.

He has short hair, which is a bit brown, and the contours of his face are not soft, even tough and stubborn, but he is very sunny and healthy.Reflecting those radiant eyes, even the eyebrows seem to be talking, and the smile is so bright and unrestrained.

All the light and color, suddenly alive.

It has never been so bright.

Inexplicably familiar, it seems that I have known each other for a long time, and I feel that this should be the case.It was a matter of course, and it was naturally appropriate without a single gap. ...in the beautiful sunlight, in the warm wind, and in dreams.

In the miasma of the rainforest, in the green shade that blocks the sky and the sun. ……dreaming.

The only conversation with Zhang Qiling was on a rainy Friday afternoon.Even Wu Xie, a science student, recalled that afternoon, and couldn't help feeling a bit sad for the spring and autumn. ——Of course, that is not the romance of continuous autumn rain or light rain in Tianjie.It was a storm.

As far as the eye can see, the huge transparent rain curtain covers the whole world.Sitting in the brightly lit classroom, Wu Xie couldn't help but look at another person who was trapped here.

Zhang Qiling moved a chair and sat on the podium, opened the PPT, and copied the notes without saying a word.

Wu Xie played with his mobile phone for a while, but Zhang Qiling left his seat, holding the notebook in his hand.

He still remembers to this day that the first words he said to him were:

"Is the projector still working?"

Wu Xie raised his head and looked at him in a little astonishment, and said, "...I don't need it."

Then continue to look down at the phone.

Zhang Qiling nodded.Start off projection.

The phone vibrated, Wu Xie picked it up, and what he heard was his third uncle's huge voice: "Boy! Where are you!"

Wu Xie hummed for a while, pressed the phone key, looked up and found Zhang Qiling was looking at him, coughed lightly, and moved his eyes elsewhere.

Wu Xie casually said while collecting her schoolbag: "Brother, when will your family come to pick you up?"

Zhang Qiling looked at the sky, then at him, and finally lowered his gaze, "No."

One sentence shocked Wu Xie for a long time.

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie, probably because his expression was too shocking, and explained for the first time: "They have something to do."

"Ah."

……

Originally, I wanted to say "Then, I'm leaving", but by accident, it turned into: "Then when are you going to wait?"

He asked a lot.

The result of asking too much is that after asking the first sentence, I want to ask the second sentence and the third sentence.

"It's ok."

"……Oh."

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated again, Wu Xie was startled, he quickly picked it up, and rushed down against the foggy rain curtain—"I'll come as soon as I come!"

"Well, remember to close the doors and windows when you leave!"

Sitting in the car, Wu Xie couldn't help but look back at the teaching building. In the gray area, several windows were still brightly lit.

Thinking of Zhang Qiling's too straight back, his slightly cold and distant tone, and his rigorous and meticulous behavior, he suddenly felt that he must be very tired.

Zhang Qiling was not worth mentioning in his life.

When he became more and more important, no one could change him, including himself.

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The follow-up to this incident was that it rained very late that day.

The next day, Zhang Qiling did not have a cold or fever.

How he got home is a mystery.Of course Wu Xie didn't ask him either.Neither did later.

Everything was running as usual, the only change was Zhang Qiling's figure in a white school uniform, swaying back and forth in front of Wu Xie's eyes.like a ghost.He really wanted to invite a ghost exorcist to drive away the little ghost Zhang Qiling.

He knows he has a problem.

Big problem.

And you can only solve it yourself.

He shuffled back home dejectedly, and fell on the bed before taking off his shoes and socks.As soon as Wu Ma came in, she said "Ooh!", "It's so dirty, change your clothes and sleep on your bed, lest I wash you again..." Nagging and chattering, Wu Xie felt Very kind.

"Mom," he asked casually, still lying on the bed, "what do you think about homosexuality?"

"This is a disease, it needs to be cured." Wu Ma hurriedly collected a few clothes from the cabinet and went out, but her voice rang out violently in another room——

"Little Xie, you must have met a strange person! If you meet a strange person, don't bother! If it doesn't work, call 110..."

Wu Xie smiled mockingly.

In the eyes of other mothers, he must be that kind of strange person.But he couldn't imagine the scene of Zhang Qiling dialing 110 and holding the microphone, "Uncle policeman was wronged and pulled" pitifully.

Who wants to be weird?

Of course he thinks that Zhang Qiling is a big girl, so what if she is beautiful, what if her grades are super good, what if her family background is strong, as long as he likes her, he will chase her desperately, and all the stars in the sky will be plucked from her. ——Later he will marry her, serve her for the rest of her life, and cook good food for him.When their son is born, he will be a good father. She definitely doesn't want her son to learn from him, playing cards, video games, smoking and drinking-he will definitely teach a good son, and he will not touch the glorious tradition of pornography, gambling and drugs, it's a big deal whip him.This is a lifetime.

Zhang Qiling is not even a woman.

Eyes suddenly a little wet, but not because of fragility.

Can't see, can't hear, can't think.

He was actually a little wronged, it was the first time he met someone he liked so much.

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The memory came to an abrupt end.When Wu Xie came back from the outside, he happened to see a towering figure lying on the table. Even when he was asleep, his black hair was not messed up, and his posture was quiet.The white and slender fingers placed in front of the table, the index finger and middle finger are oddly long.Look at him quietly for a few seconds, as if after a long time, then gently pull out the chair and sit in.

It was a pair of hands playing the piano, and the surroundings were noisy. He looked at it, and suddenly felt like rain was falling in his heart.

He was afraid of disturbing him.It's like a dream, but it's just an interception from reality.

Wu Xie likes girls.In elementary school, like a few naughty boys, he lifted up the skirts of little girls, and was chased by the girls to hide in the men's bathroom to show off; Some girls have expressed their green affection, passed notes, sent text messages, sent flowers...

It's not that he hasn't liked girls before, such as Mu Xiaojuan, such as Chen Guo, they are all evil fates.

From the first XX to watching AV, his reaction can be regarded as normal.When he saw his goddess naked, he was as excited and nervous as other boys, his heart beat faster, his hands and feet trembled, and he was sweating.

Even though he was popular with all kinds of rotten girls such as Huo Xiuxiu, he never thought that he would fall in love with a man one day.

He also went to GV specifically for this, but once the two men were entangled in the camera, he was so scared that he even turned off the computer.

But unilateral matters can be resolved as long as you can let go.

Wu Xiaoxie in adolescence experienced confusion and struggle, experienced the "Norwegian forest" that youth must go through, cleared away the heavy fog in the forest, and was about to see the sun.He felt that the fact that he liked a man would be like the first time Xiaohua found out that he was a boy. It was a trivial incident, a fork in the road, and an episode during the tortuous and clear youthful years.

If you make a mistake, the axis will come back.

Zhang Qiling, maybe it was just a dream he had when he was young and frivolous.

Until his host, the young man who was as quiet as the wind and sometimes frenzied, with an irresistible