cute and cool

Since the inexplicable confession last time, the relationship between the two has suddenly weakened a lot.

Although Qiao Beixin would take the initiative to talk to Cheng Wang before, in the final analysis, he was not a talkative person at all.After noticing Cheng Wang's slight alienation, he wisely stopped talking.

In addition, the two are not in the same class now, and the time and opportunities to get along with each other are very few.

It was barely fire.It is impossible for Cheng Wang not to feel awkward when the hot relationship suddenly cools down.

He fell into a dilemma: he didn't want to accept Qiao Beixin, and he didn't want to lose this friend.

Cheng Wang secretly scolded himself for being greedy.

At noon the next day, Qiao Beixin came to the class to look for him.

He returned the clothes, put them on Cheng Wang's desk, and said, "My laundry detergent doesn't seem to smell as good as yours."

This is not the first time Qiao Beixin said that his laundry detergent smells good.Cheng Wang lowered his head and pulled his collar and handed it to his nose, took a deep breath, and said suspiciously: "I may have used it for too many years, I really can't smell it."

Qiao Beixin took the clothes out of the bag, shook them out, pointed him to the position behind, and said, "Is it clean?"

Cheng Wang grabbed it and stuffed it into his arms, his ears turned red suspiciously.He rubbed the corner of the clothes in his arms, and thanked him very uncomfortably.

Maybe it was infected by Cheng Wang's "awkwardness", Qiao Beixin was also silent for a while, not knowing what to say.When he spoke again, he completely lost the ease he had just now.

He wanted to pinch Cheng Wang's ears, or rub the top of his head like before, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't do anything, and just whispered: "You don't need to say thank you, I just... want to help you with something."

The person who never flinched when he confessed his love to the boy, somehow his voice got lower and lower.

He looked down at Cheng Wang who was sitting on the seat, and it happened that Cheng Wang also raised his head to look at him at this time.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air for only a moment before they were anxiously moved away by the master.

They all hurriedly escaped from the scorching atmosphere as if they had been scalded.

Qiao Beixin cleared his throat, and said, "Don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Cheng Wang suddenly raised his head, but when he met Qiao Beixin's eyes, he avoided it again.His eyes wandered around, and finally he forced himself to freeze at a certain point, and said, "Little Qiao, I..."

Qiao Bei quietly waited for his next words.

Cheng Wang's poor Chinese skills were exposed again at this moment. He struggled to organize his words: "Xiao Qiao, I don't want to fall in love yet..."

After uttering these words, Cheng Wang didn't bother to look at Qiao Beixin's expression, and shook his hands in a panic and said, "It's not that you are bad, it's just that I don't think so now."

Qiao Beixin: "I know, and I didn't mean to force you. It's just... I brought up this topic at dinner that day. I thought about it at the time and afterwards. Maybe when I like someone, I really can't help but want to near him."

Cheng Wang was still debating what to say, Qiao Beixin waved his hand, helped him pick up the hair hanging from his ears, and said, "You know that I like you, as long as you don't need to think about anything else. You don't need to like me, but don't put this as a pressure."

Cheng Wang's hair was very soft, and a few cool strands passed through Qiao Beixin's hands.The touch was so good that Qiao Beixin couldn't hold back, and touched it again.

He used his hand as a comb, stretched it into the hair behind Cheng Wang's ear, smoothed it back, and finally stopped at the back of Cheng Wang's head.

The fingers were slightly bent and clasped—and finally landed on Cheng Wang's neck.

Qiao Beixin withdrew her hand, curling up a few fingers in the palm of her hand.

A few seconds later, he asked, "Is the hair a little long?"

Hearing this, Cheng Wang also stroked his hair, and gave a vague "huh".

After the evening self-study, Cheng Wang gave a lecture to his classmates in the classroom, and he packed up his things and prepared to go home after a while.

As soon as he left the classroom, he heard the name of Qiao Beixin from the classmate behind him.

Cheng Wang looked up reflexively.

Qiao Beixin carried a bag on one shoulder, and stepped out of the classroom door with his left leg. When he heard someone calling him, he raised his head and looked in Cheng Wang's direction.

Still feeling embarrassed, Cheng Wang pursed his lips and nodded towards him.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Beixin glanced at him lightly, then turned and went back to the classroom.

I only made eye contact with him for about 0.01 second, and I avoided it without saying hello.

Cheng Wang:?

Cheng Wang was stunned in place, a little confused.

Don't feel pressured to say you don't like him at noon, but don't even pay attention to him at night?

This has changed too quickly!

Cheng Jing got off work late today, so she couldn't pick up Cheng Wang.So Cheng Wang boarded the online car-hailing car with an inexplicable resentment.

After entering the community, Cheng Wang saw the lights on in his home at a glance, and the depression in his heart increased again.

This Cheng Jing!Go home early and don't pick him up!

Cheng Wang was already complaining about Qiao Beixin's turning a blind eye, but this made things worse and became even more angry.

He opened the door angrily, and shouted loudly: "Cheng Jing! You are necrotic! It's too much to sneak home and not come to pick me up!"

The living room was quiet, and there was no reply from Cheng Jing.

Cheng Wang stepped on his right foot with his left foot, kicked off his shoes and put them aside, his eyes stayed on the brown leather shoes on the shoe rack for a few seconds.

He frowned, not remembering that Cheng Jing had such a pair of shoes.

At this time, the least frequently used room in this house was opened, and Cheng Wanyu walked out from it.

"I'm back." Cheng Wanyu said quietly, "Your elder brother guards against me every day like a thief."

Cheng Jing got off work a little earlier than expected, but it was already close to 12 o'clock.

He guessed that Cheng Wang had already fallen asleep, but he still sent a message to his younger brother without much hope, asking him to cook instant noodles for himself.

As expected, he didn't wait for Cheng Wang's reply until he drove the car into his garage.

Cheng Jing muttered "Raising children does not prevent old age" and got out of the car slowly.

When he opened the door, he took a look at Cheng Wanyu who was sitting on the sofa and facing the door.

Cheng Wanyu was chatting with Cheng Wang, or he was talking to Cheng Wang unilaterally.

And Cheng Wang, like a primary school student, put his hands on his knees and his back was straight. He didn't know if he listened to what Cheng Wanyu said.

Cheng Jing was stunned at the door for a few seconds, seeing that his father didn't intend to turn his attention to himself, he sneered and walked over.

He threw the computer bag to the ground, and the heavy power cord fell to the floor through the bag, making a muffled sound in the silent night.

Sitting next to Cheng Wang on the big sofa, Cheng Jing stretched her hands on the back of the sofa, stroked Wan Yu's chin, and asked, "What kind of class are you teaching senior high school students at night? Your little life experience You don’t need to teach it to Xiaowang, Spicy Ear.”

After finishing speaking, he said to Cheng Wang, "Xiao Wang, have you finished your homework? It's time to go to bed."

Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, got up and prepared to go back to his room.

But just as he opened his legs, he was stopped by Cheng Wanyu again.

"Xiao Wang, let me hold you up for two minutes," Cheng Wanyu said, "Let's talk to each other, father and son, and father won't come here tomorrow."

He was sitting on the single sofa opposite the two brothers, tapping the armrest of the sofa lightly with his knuckles, "You are also in the third year of high school, what school do you want to go to..."

Cheng Jing interrupted: "Hey, who are you showing a fatherly face at this moment? Those who don't know think you care about Xiao Wang."

Cheng Jing counted on her fingers, "Let me figure it out, since when did I hold Xiaowang's parent meeting? A junior high school student, let a college student hold the parent meeting. Tsk tsk tsk."

Cheng Jing made a series of mocking sounds.

Cheng Wanyu is not a good-tempered person, and his patience is almost exhausted at this moment. He lowered his tone and said to his eldest son: "Xiao Jing, I'm just talking to your brother. Why do you have such a big opinion?"

Cheng Jing didn't bother to give him a good face, "No need, Xiao Wang has nothing to tell you."

"Is it because Xiao Wang has nothing to tell me, or are you always trying to drive a wedge between our father and son?"

Cheng Jing's expression was unbelievable, as if he heard some big joke, "Do you still have feelings? Are you embarrassed to say it?"

Cheng Wanyu snorted coldly, and said, "If it wasn't for you all these years, how could I not go home to see Xiaowang?"

Speaking of this, even Cheng Wang showed impatience.

This is really unreasonable.Cheng Jing and Cheng Wanyu did not get along, but during the years when Cheng Wanyu didn't leave home, he didn't seem to have much sincerity towards Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang was still standing where he was, his fingers on both sides of his trousers clenched into fists with such force that they turned white.

Cheng Jing retorted mercilessly: "Stop putting the blame on me. Isn't it because of your little lover that you didn't go home?"

This happens every time.Whenever the father and son met each other, they would quarrel without saying a few words.

Cheng Wanyu was furious: "Cheng Jing! You really can't spit ivory out of your mouth!"

He narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped his nose in the air, "Is this how your mother taught you to speak?"

Cheng Jing stood up, pointed at Cheng Wanyu with her index finger, and said sharply: "You still have the face to mention my mother?!"

"You're so embarrassed to say it!" Cheng Jing laughed back angrily, "My mother never taught me how to speak, but she taught me to be single-minded to my lover, don't be a womanizer, and take care of my lower body!"

Snapped--

Cheng Wanyu dropped a cup in his hand.

There is no carpet in the living room, it is an ordinary tile floor.The cup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

A small piece of broken porcelain was bounced off and slid against Cheng Wang's calf onto his slippers.

Cheng Wang looked down, his eyes were sore.Then he moved his foot and kicked the little piece off.

Although the fragments were not big, they still made a little noise when they fell on the ground, but the sound was so insignificant between the father and son who were at war with each other.

No one noticed this small movement, and the two were still attacking each other without any words.

Cheng Wanyu frowned, furious, he pointed at Cheng Jing tremblingly, and cursed: "Why do you have to make this house a mess?!"

Seeing him trembling with anger, Cheng Jing was very happy at first, but when he heard this, he slowly suppressed his smile and his face was gloomy.

There are still many ugly things that I want to say and can say, but Cheng Jing can't say a word now, and even taking a breath feels heartache.

He asked softly, "Did I make this house a mess?"

He bit the word "I" very hard, and after a while, he asked again in disbelief: "Is it me? Ah?!"

Cheng Wanyu didn't want to say anything anymore, he waved his hands, sat back on the sofa tiredly, and covered his eyes with his palms.

The three of them were silent in this mess.

After a while, Cheng Wanyu said, "I'm too lazy to tell you this. I came back this time to tell you that I'm getting married."

After saying this, not only Cheng Jing, but also Cheng Wang, who had been silent all along, were stunned.

Cheng Wang only felt a humming in his head.

Cheng Jing quickly realized that he applauded Cheng Wanyu and said with a smile: "Good! Congratulations to the old tree for another spring! Cheng Wanyu, don't you just have another child? Three children and three mothers, tell me Are you not afraid of being laughed at?"

"you--"

"It's late at night, can you stop arguing?" Cheng Wang, who had been quiet all night, finally spoke.

Cheng Jing glanced at him, but after all he still listened to his younger brother, turned his back and shut his mouth.

Cheng Jing shut his mouth, and Cheng Wanyu started again: "Cheng Jing, can you listen to what you say is human?"

Cheng Jing faintly showed signs of anger again, Cheng Wang hurriedly stopped between the two of them, and said, "Okay! Don't say a few words..."

Cheng Wanyu closed his eyes, and said in an unclear tone: "There will be no children, and there will never be any more children. This time, there will be no more divorces."

Cheng Jing sneered: "You better be."

After nearly 10 minutes of calm, the atmosphere finally eased down.Seeing that his father and brother had no intention of arguing anymore, Cheng Wang knelt down and picked up a few large pieces of broken porcelain, and then picked up a broom to sweep away the scum.

He stood in the middle of the living room, looked around helplessly, his mind went blank.

After an unknown amount of time, he said, "I left my homework in the classroom. I'll go back and get it. I'll be staying in the dormitory tonight and I won't be coming back."

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