cute and cool

The two classes share a set of teacher configuration, and they can often meet each other in the teacher's office. They are very familiar with each other, and they quickly got together.

Everyone seemed to be enjoying the last carnival before the pressure of the college entrance examination completely came. A group of three-good students shouted and made noises, completely lacking in their usual quiet and quiet appearance, and attracted the frequent glances of other customers in the lobby and did not care.

Cheng Wang went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came back, he couldn't understand what they were talking about. He saw a boy in Class [-] say with red eyes, "What else can I do? How can a high school couple go to college? broke up?"

Cheng Wang knew this person, he was the study committee member of class one.

Cheng Wang thought, does he still have a girlfriend?

Everyone pretended to be mature and comforted: "First love is always unsatisfactory."

Of course, some people poured cold water: "Since you knew it earlier, why waste your feelings? If it affects your study because of this, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

A boy in Cheng Wang's class interjected, "You guys are standing up and talking without back pain. I bet, if you meet a girl who likes each other, you will run faster than anyone else!"

"Isn't it because of this that the school doesn't allow puppy love!"

Cheng Wang's head was full of question marks, what is it all about?

The first boy who was broken in love said again: "That's right! You really like someone, how can you control it?"

He was sitting next to Qiao Beixin.

Qiao Beixin never participated in this topic, and just sat aside to eat quietly.

The boy was in a bad mood after drinking, and completely forgot Qiao Beixin's sense of distance from others.He poked Qiao Beixin on the shoulder and said, "Qiao Beixin, do you think so, huh? Does what I say make sense!"

He just asked casually, even if he was a little drunk, he didn't expect to get an answer from Qiao Beixin.

Just kidding, is Qiao Beixin such a talkative person?

No one expected that Qiao Beixin raised his eyelids to look at the circle of boys around him, and uttered a word: "Yes."

Everyone booed one after another: "Hey - you are too generous!"

It was rare to see him talk so easily, and everyone refused to let him go.Soon, someone asked again: "Hey, then Qiao Beixin, you...well, you understand."

His tone of voice turned ambiguously.

The monitor of class one came out to smooth things over or add fuel to the flames: "Hey! You people, why are you so gossip! Qiao Beixin, ignore them, we don't care if you have a girlfriend or a sweetheart, Hmmm no one cares."

"Pull it down, look at his expression, it definitely does."

The scene was out of control for a while.

Sitting at the next table, Cheng Wang stretched his neck to watch the excitement, and came back and secretly said to his classmates: "Class [-] is so scary, even scarier than our class."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of Qiao Beixin, pulling everyone to watch the gossip.

At this time, Qiao Beixin put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue from the tissue box next to him to wipe the corners of his mouth, and said "um" in a very soft but very clear voice.

The originally noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Qiao Beixin didn't seem to care at all that he just ran off a bomb.bomb.His gaze passed over the boys on the table and landed on Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang:?

He said: "Hey, don't spread the flames of war in your class to me!"

Even when it comes to this kind of topic, Qiao Beixin still has a faint expression. Most of the students in the first class don't come to trouble, and they really can't move him. The topic didn't continue, so it was just skipped. .

Most of the students drank a little wine and didn't dare to go home. Fortunately, it was the third year of senior high school, and most of the students reduced the number of times they went home accordingly, so they could barely fool the past.

When saying goodbye to the students, everyone reminded each other, whether you are going home or returning to the dormitory, you must remember to report that you are safe.

As soon as Cheng Wang got home, he received a message from Qiao Beixin, asking if he had arrived.

Cheng Wanghui: Just arrived.

It was getting late, and Qiao Beixin didn't say anything else, but simply said "good night" again.

Cheng Wang stared at these two words in a daze, and the gossip that had just been suppressed surged up again in his heart.He typed a few words and asked him "Do you really have a girlfriend?" After thinking about it, he deleted it.

It was replaced by a bunny nodding expression.

At noon on the turned Monday, Cheng Wang went back to the dormitory to take a shower after the physical education class as usual.After he came out, he saw a missed call from Qiao Beixin lying on his phone.

He called back, and the call was quickly connected. Qiao Beixin said, "Come down to get food. I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

Cheng Wang didn't bother to brush his hair, and trotted all the way downstairs.

Qiao Beixin stood on the curb, hiding in the shadow under the leaves, squinting at the sun in the sky.

When he heard footsteps behind him, he stepped down and looked up at the two packing boxes in Yang's hand.

Cheng Wang asked, "Have you not eaten yet?"

Qiao Beixin nodded, "I thought I'd come over anyway, so I might as well eat with you."

During the meal, Cheng Wang thought of that question again, and struggled over and over again, but his curiosity still overshadowed everything else.

"Xiao Qiao, do you really have a girlfriend?"

Qiao Bei raised his eyebrows and asked back, "What do you think?"

Cheng Wang: "I don't think so."

He snapped his fingers, "No one can secretly fall in love under my nose."

In fact, Cheng Wang was thinking that during the third year of high school, they were studying at school all day long, and Qiao Beixin had to help Liang Yilan clean up at night, so they probably didn't have much time to fall in love.

In short, it really doesn't look like someone with a girlfriend.

Qiao Beixin turned to look at Cheng Wang with a complicated expression.He even showed a rare expression of speechlessness.

It's not like the look Qiao Beixin would show at all.

He let out another heavy breath.

For a moment, Cheng Wang almost felt that he wanted to roll his eyes.

But Qiao Beixin was Qiao Beixin after all, so he held back.

Not only that, but he also returned to his usual calm look and said, "Of course I didn't."

Cheng Wang said "ohhh", put the lid on the lunch box and put it in a garbage bag.

At this moment, he heard Qiao Beixin say, "But I do have someone I like."

This kind of question is more private, Cheng Wang didn't want to inquire too much, he just answered, saying that he heard it.

His hair was never dried.

Cheng Wang is like most boys of this age, afraid of heat and greedy for cold, relying on his short hair, he refuses to wipe it properly at all, and always drips wetly.

After a meal, the collar of his pajamas was wet.

Cheng Wang stood up and took off his pajamas, muttering, "It's already September, why is the hair drying so slowly?"

Qiao Beixin, who was behind him, also finished the last bite of rice at this moment.He bent down to pick up the garbage bag on the ground, put his own lunch box in it, stood up again, and walked behind Cheng Wang in two steps.

The sunlight coming in from the window was blocked by him, and only a ray of sunlight could be cast from the top of his head, beyond the shadows of the two, and projected onto the ground.

They were so close together that the shadows on the ground almost overlapped each other.

Cheng Wang was about to find clean clothes from the closet, when he felt Qiao Beixin's approach, he hid for a while to give him a little distance.

But Qiao Beixin didn't want to go there. He just stood behind Cheng Wang and looked down at the two figures.

The weather was getting colder, even Cheng Wang had to take out his long-sleeved clothes no matter how greedy he was for the cold.

He rummaged in the closet and took out one casually, thinking that he should buy some new clothes for the weekend.

Qiao Beixin was still standing behind him, so close that when Cheng Wang stretched out his gloves and clothes, his elbows would touch him.

Cheng Wang looked back, "Handsome guy, I want to put on clothes, so I'll hit you if I get so close."

He raised his hand as if demonstrating to Qiao Beixin, and put the collar of the T-shirt on his head.

A momentary darkness appeared in front of his eyes, and the white cotton material slipped against his cheek.

In the next second, a hand that didn't belong to him grabbed the collar of the T-shirt and helped him put the clothes firmly on his shoulders.

Cheng Wang protested: "It's almost done! I'm a three-year-old, do I still need you to help me get dressed—"

But he was interrupted by Qiao Beixin before he finished speaking.

Cheng Wang was stunned, unable to believe his ears.Like a puppet, he turned around with stiff limbs, and asked incredulously, "...what did you say?"

Qiao Beixin didn't answer him, but stretched out his hand to straighten the clothes piled on his chest, touched the roots of his hair, and said, "The hair is finally dry."

Cheng Wang didn't know how to react, he just felt his mind went blank.He involuntarily took a step back——

There was a closet behind him, and his back hit it with a clang.

Qiao Beixin frowned, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders and pulled him towards him, "Why are you so careless?"

Seeing that Cheng Wang was still in a daze, Qiao Beixin repeated what he had just said.

He said, "Xiao Wang, can't you really tell? I like you."

On such a normal noon, the boy received the first confession from the same sex in his life.

The boy is tall and handsome, and the cold people always seem to have endless patience and gentleness towards him.

The details that were neglected in the past came to mind bit by bit, the pen of great significance, the food that suits your appetite, the eyes with deep meaning when you see yourself fighting with others, and the ambiguity of touching your head and face with your hands at every turn action……

Finally, it was last Friday night. Qiao Beixin passed the crowd and only looked into his eyes.

Cheng Wang rubbed his fingers, making his glossy school trousers rustle.

He raised his head, looked at Qiao Beixin for a moment, and then looked away immediately.

The man's eyes were as deep and focused as that night.

Especially after hearing such words just now, it is easy to catch the affection in his eyes.

Cheng Wang's thoughts were flying wildly, and he didn't know what to say.

It was Qiao Beixin who smiled first, and said half-jokingly, "The child is so scared."

Cheng Wang wanted to escape uncomfortably, but there was really nowhere to escape.

Qiao Beixin didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and raised his chin at him with the garbage bag in his hand, saying, "I'm going back to the classroom first, I have homework to finish on the weekend, and I need it in the afternoon."

Cheng Wang replied confusedly: "Aha, Xiao Qiao! You don't do your homework! I'm going to report you to the teacher..."

His flustered appearance made Qiao Beixin laugh.

Afterwards, Cheng Wang's earlobe was grabbed and twisted, which probably happened to be where the scar on the back was.

"Let's go." Qiao Beixin grabbed the piece of flesh, and then reluctantly let go after a few seconds, "Let's go, Xiao Wang."

When opening the door, Qiao Beixin said that sentence for the third time.

"Xiaowang, I really like you."

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The author has something to say:

plot needs

Minors should not drink alcohol_(:з"∠)_