bright moon

【Your appearance is an accident to me, riding the wind to break my peaceful heart】

The inner day of the transfer report coincided with the first snow in 2018, and the snow fell from the sky one after another, covering Ming Fan's head, shoulders and body.

With a "click", shaking off the snowflakes on his head, Ming Fan showed a big smile to his new classmate, and his voice was clear and crisp when he spoke: "Hi everyone, I'm Ming Fan."

At that time, Ming Fan was tall and thin, wearing a fat and bloated school uniform, which was abruptly worn by the man's overhanging figure. Outwardly upright and clever.He looked like a refreshing young man, he should be a smart boy.

The above was Yue Beiqing's first impression of Ming Fan, and this impression lasted until the first quality inspection in the third year of Naner High School.

In the third year of high school, the task was short and heavy. Under the name of "winter camp", the school blatantly started school early and frantically made up lessons.The first quality inspection was scheduled for the third day after the start of school, the second day after Ming Fan transferred to another school.It is said to be a quality inspection exam, but in fact it is to pick and choose the questions and knowledge points in the vacation homework, and produce a test paper to indirectly check whether everyone has done their homework honestly during the winter vacation.

The examination room for the quality inspection was randomly assigned by a computer program. Yue Beiqing happened to be sitting in front of Ming Fan. When Alum came over with a pencil case, he greeted him with a smile: "Squad leader, please give me your advice."

Yue Beiqing also smiled back at him gently. When he pursed his lips and smiled, he could still see the young man's dimple hanging on his left cheek: "What can I teach you? Try your best, I can't help you."

Originally, Ming Fan didn't want Yue Beiqin to help him. Although his grades hovered around forty or fifty points all year round, he still had a conscience. If he didn't, he wouldn't cheat. The little squad leader couldn't help making fun of it.Ming Fan's impression of this small squad leader was not as good as it was at 01:30.

The son of a rich family, he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. His parents drew a circle for him when he was born. The circle is his life in the eyes of the elders.The schools they went to when they were young were all private, and most of the monitors were assigned names. Some people couldn't even remember all the classmates in the class after a year, let alone make friends with people like Ming Fan.

Nan Er is a public city-level key middle school. A small number of people who come to study here are rich and powerful families like Ming Fan who transferred in midway, and most of them are top students who were ranked in various schools in junior high school.The day when Ming Fan came to report was the second day of school. The whole grade was busy with meetings and seminars. The trustee in the class asked.

Yue Beiqing is a child of someone else's family. It doesn't matter if he studies well, and he looks beautiful and bright. In addition, he has been taught strictly since he was a child. Over the years, he has been a gentle and gentle person, knowing etiquette and knowing how to advance and retreat.At noon in the inner day, Ming Fan breathed out the air-conditioning and stomped his feet in the cold at the school gate, and Yue Beiqing appeared in front of him with a snowflake on his head.It was a day when it was snowing heavily, and Ming Fan felt that standing in front of others would bring him a chill.The strange thing is that when Yue Beiqing stood in front of him, he remembered a poem that his Chinese teacher read a long time ago on a spring afternoon: "Joy is like nine springs, and a chime is like autumn frost."

A person who is obviously smaller than himself by a whole set, yet insists on rushing to help others with their luggage.I was busy helping myself to fill in the report form, get my certificate, and prepare all the study materials, and I only had to help myself make my bed and make my quilt.It's so cute that it explodes, and it seems a little easy to bully.

So when the head teacher arranged the seat for Ming Fan, Brother Fan pretended to be a big-tailed wolf without blushing or panting: "Teacher, I just transferred here, and I still can't keep up with my study progress. For my future grades, I I want to sit with the class monitor, do you think it’s okay?" As a teacher, everyone likes motivated children, so Ming Fan, who pretends to be motivated and really "not enterprising", justifiably tricked the class teacher into being qualified to sit at the same table with Yue Beiqing.

For the first half a day at the same table, Ming Fan behaved honestly with his tail between his legs. During class, he obediently listened to the teacher's lectures, and he was not noisy after class. There was no such thing as the old school's "society, Brother Fan, there are many people who talk cruelly and thieves". demeanor.

So until the morning of the quality inspection, Ming Fan in Yue Beiqing's impression was still tall, thin, handsome, and a good kid who loved to smile.Now that Zi Mingfan talked to him and asked him to teach him more, he just thought it was a new classmate who was nervous before the exam.

The first test is a hard-to-reach Chinese test, which takes two and a half hours. There are requirements for the South Second test.Ming Fan said, how about driving him crazy?After half an hour passed, Ming Fan turned over the test paper 52 times; after an hour passed, Ming Fan shook his legs 64 times; after an hour and a half passed, Ming Fan sighed 87 times.

After flipping through the test papers, shaking his legs, and sighing, during the second hour of the exam, Ming Fan picked up his signature pen and boldly poked Yue Beiqing's spine.Yue Beiqing, who was writing the outline of the essay, straightened his back suddenly, and waited for a while before continuing to write down the train of thought just now.Ming Fan straightened his body and stretched his neck to look forward, trying to have a friendly and profound exchange with his little squad leader.In the end, I didn't get on the line with the monitor, and when I looked up, I happened to meet the invigilator, which was a bit irritating.

Ming Fan, who lay back on the table and pretended to be dead, smacked his lips, picked up his pen and continued poking.Yue Beiqing couldn't turn his head back, and his back was hurting from being poked by him, so he could only put on the autumn school uniform that was draped over the back of the chair, hoping that the troublemakers behind would lighten their hands.

【You don't need to pester me, I'm still defeated by you】

As soon as the language test was over, Yue Beiqing didn't even close the cap of his pen. He frowned and turned to the man and said, "Why do you keep poking at me in the test!"

Ming Fan grinned and approached the other person's face, and what he said was coquettish: "Squad leader, don't attack me, I'm not mean. I know you, and you ignore me."

Being unreasonable and still so quibbling, Yue Beiqing didn't bother to talk to Ming Fan who had "argumentative words" written on his forehead, scratched his things, and turned his head to eat lunch.

"Don't ignore me, little squad leader. I know I'm wrong, little squad leader. I don't know where the cafeteria is, Yue Yue!" Ming Fan was spoiled, and he was the youngest child at home, so it's okay to act coquettishly in front of the squad leader. Feel something is not normal.Yue Beiqin walked forward with his head buried, Ming Fan shouted behind him for a while, and his heart became angry, "You don't care about me, you still have a temper."

"Isn't it me who should have a temper?" Yue Beiqing was complained all over, not quite understanding what he did wrong after being poked on the back for an hour.

Oh, yes, it should be others who have a temper.Ming Fan didn't let out the anger of being left out, and was slammed by the small squad leader again, his breath was stuck in his chest, and he was unwilling to swallow it. "Tch." Ming Fan swung his long legs and swept the snow off the little squad leader's legs, turned his head and walked towards the opposite direction of the cafeteria angrily, without saying anything about his meal.

Yue Beiqing held his mouth together and endured it, but he couldn't hold it back and finally burst out laughing, why is such a tall person like a child, he doesn't eat in a fit of anger.

There is a two-hour break before the exam starts in the afternoon. The school requires that everyone be free to move around, and those who want to learn can study by themselves in their respective exam rooms.Yue Beiqing carried the lunch he had packed for Ming Fan, patted the snowflakes on his shoulders, and looked around his examination room, no.Thinking about it, how could a person who can have a time stamp on the backbone of the Chinese language test come to self-study.

Putting his lunch into his school uniform and covering it to prevent the heat from dissipating, the class leader turned his head and went to the dormitory. Since he was not in the classroom, he should have returned to the dormitory.As the key point of the city, Nan Er is definitely one of the best in terms of hardware facilities. The dormitories are all four-person rooms with private bathrooms.Ming Fan came late, only Yue Beiqing's dormitory had vacant beds, so he settled down in Ming Fan's lower bunk.

When the door of the dormitory was pushed open, the cold wind came in ahead of Yue Beiqing. Ming Fan, who was playing games with his head exposed on the bed, was taken aback by the cold, and he got under the quilt all at once.Small hamsters, no, giant hamsters do. "Hey, get up, eat, you won't be able to take the comprehensive exam in the afternoon." Yue Beiqing tried to remove the quilt, but failed. The quilt was so big that he couldn't remove another Yue Beiqing.

A large group of Gu Yong shrank into a smaller group, "Pa—" Yue Beiqin guessed that it would be a slap on the back, "Ming Fan! Get up and eat!"

The big scourge in the bed suddenly stopped moving, thinking that he had hit too hard, Yue Beiqin was about to lift the covers to see if the people inside were angry, Ming Fan sat up against the covers: "Win! "

Looking at the yellow and orange "Good luck, eat chicken tonight" on the screen of the mobile phone, the squad leader laughed out of anger, what, a kid who hasn't lived in eight months.

"What are you laughing at? Let me tell you, I'm really angry." Ming Fan locked the screen of his phone, poked his head to look at the lunch that the squad leader was holding, it must have soup.

"Fuck you mad, do you want to eat or not? If you don't, I'll go out and feed the dog."

"eat!"

In the afternoon, when taking the science comprehensive exam, it hadn't been half an hour since the exam started, Yue Beiqing felt a poke on his back, accompanied by the sound of "click" from the automatic pressing pen, followed by Ming Fan's hoarse voice chuckle.

In order to avoid the continuous harassment at the back table in the morning, Yue Beiqin bent his right elbow, and slammed it into the back table with a loud bang. The sound was so loud that everyone in the examination room turned their heads to look at their positions.Yue Beiqing smiled politely, and said to the invigilator who cast a questioning look, "I'm sorry, I didn't sit still just now."

Ming Fan at the back table pressed the automatic pen again, and pushed out the pen tip. His head was dazed and he didn't dare to disturb the monitor anymore.It's too fierce.Brother Fan, who talks a lot, is as quiet as a quail.

【I will protect you and hold you in my arms all day long】

Among other things, Nan Er, the speed of grading papers is absolutely sweeping the whole city. After two days of exams, the results rankings are already out on the morning of the third day.Ming Fan glanced at his scores, 44, 140, 47, 58, 130.Whoa!Fifty in English!After thinking about it, I looked at the grades of the small class leader, but I kept scrolling forward and couldn't find it. Could it be that I am not as good as myself? "Overestimate" Fan is still daydreaming and it is on the first page of the report card I saw the name of the small squad leader.The seventh grade, 250 four, 140 nine, 140 seven, [-] four, Xiao Yueyue is a bit amazing.

"Hey, Yue Yue, you did well in the exam." Seeing Yue Beiqin walk to the side, Ming Fan put his arms around his shoulders and praised his small class monitor for his good exam. He felt honored instead.

Yue Beiqing already knew his grades when he went to the math teacher to pick up his homework, and he was criticized because of low mistakes, which was a bit wronged.Squad leader Yue, who didn't pay much attention to his own grades, held the mouse and rummaged through the grades of new classmates, new deskmates and new roommates.He was even a little sluggish when he turned to the end, because he thought about what the head teacher said, the rich second generation who came from private schools and didn't study hard would have poor grades.But I didn't expect that what the teacher asked me to save was such a poor boy.

"I'm really, I've never met a god who got this grade in the exam."

Self-knowledge is useful at certain times, Ming Fan also knows that the monitor is disliking his poor grades, but what he said is not the case: "Yue Yue, don't think so, I'm much better than before, you Look at my English and I still have two points to pass."

"Mingbenben, the full score of high school English is 150 points, and the pass is [-] points."

There is still help here, right?

When analyzing the grades, Yue Beiqing was praised by the class teacher as a positive model, and the boy stood there with a faint smile, neither showing arrogance nor arrogance, looking relaxed and peaceful.On the other hand, Ming Fan was laughing as if he had taken medicine. Yue Beiqin moved his foot and gave him a kick from under the table. I'm happy for you, Xiao Yueyue."

There was a lot of praise here, and as soon as Yue Beiqing sat down, the class teacher lit Ming Fan and got up.

"Ming Fan, although your family is rich and you are a transfer student, you should behave like you are in this school in this school, and behave like my student in my class. Don't think about doing anything just because of your family. Special..." The class teacher came up and ordered Ming Fan to teach him a lesson that had nothing to do with grades, which was a bit like killing chickens and respecting monkeys.

It was like this when you were young. It didn't seem to matter what you looked like. You were a student, you were a child, you were a friend, so you had to study, your family, and your loyalty were more important than yourself in the eyes of many people. is much more important.Yue Beiqing looked at Ming Fan. He lowered his head as the head teacher scolded him, and he didn't talk back. His eyebrows and eyes were lowered unexpectedly, which made people see a little bit of grievance.Ming Fan is not what the head teacher said, and he will not feel that he is different from others because of his family background.He's just a little willful and coquettish sometimes, a little ignorant, and maybe a little reluctance to make progress when he doesn't know it.More often, he is a refreshing, upright and lovely young man.

"Teacher! Ming Fan just hasn't done his holiday homework and hasn't kept up with everyone. I'll help him." Yue Beiqing touched Ming Fan's hand when he stood up, and asked him again: "Really, Ming Fan?" , I will help you, and you will work hard with everyone."

Curling his fingers, the warm touch of the squad leader still remained on the fingertips. Ming Fan raised his lowered head, glanced at the young man beside him who was winking at him, and pressed the fingertips he had just touched to his lips. Jiao pretended to cough and swallowed a silent laugh.Then I looked up at the head teacher, and said with confidence and courage that I had never thought of: "Yes, teacher, I will work hard."

In the first 18 years of his life, Ming Fan always wanted the wind and the rain, and his parents treated him like a child who hadn't grown up and raised him in the circle. He was rich and had many friends.But no one has ever stood up for him when others accused him.He is well fed and clothed, he has a life that others seem to be shining, and he has wealth that others can say is admirable.But no one will comfort him when he is sad, no one will hold his hand when he is lost.There is no Ming Fan in the eyes of others, he is still alone, lonely and terrible.

This transfer is also the intention of his parents. After 18 years of raising him free-range, his father finally felt that he was ashamed of him, so he still came here, hoping that he would make progress and succeed.At first he thought it was a joke, to make a person who had been lazy for more than ten years work hard and make a beautiful daydream.Besides, he himself knew how bad he looked, no way.However, when he met Yue Beiqing, Yue Beiqing said, I will help you, and asked himself, you will work hard, right?Yes, I will work hard too, little squad leader.

【Love is the best refreshment for people】

Everything is easy to say, but it is rare to do it at 01:30.Ming Fan is an ordinary person, with the inertia and fatigue of most ordinary people.

Many people are like this, they say they have to work hard, they have to work hard, but they just turn around and leave. The self who vowed to be ambitious yesterday denied it.The same goes for Ming Fan, when he thinks about working hard, he thinks more about the scenery outside the window.Thinking of a serious life, sleepiness overwhelmed him before all desires.

Many times, a perishing person cannot do it on his own, and he cannot save himself.Ming Fan is luckier than most people in that he has Yue Beiqing.

In the first week of the third year of high school, Nan No. 18 did not arrange any formal courses.The mobilization meeting was held two days ago, the quality inspection was carried out two days later, and the test papers were commented on the next day, and then there were successive meetings and mobilization meetings.The third year of high school is a stage that resonates with people of all ages across the country. Busy, stressful and hopeful, the heavy life of young people in the first [-] years is written after the word "college entrance examination".

After the messy mobilization is over, the whole grade will officially enter a round of review.Pile after pile of review materials flew to the desks of senior three students day and night, and students with good grades complained.

Ming Fan gave Yue Beiqing a round of review: "Xiao Yueyue, are you crazy or am I?! You want me to memorize it? Are you kidding me? Mendeleev doesn't even have more than 200 chemical equations." Know what this is."

Brother Fan, the society, has completely turned into Brother Fan, you still have the same amount of thieves.Yue Beiqin tore out of his hand the inductive study case of equations that Ming Fan had rolled into a paper tube, pressed his mouth that was babbling non-stop at his own face, turned Ming Fan's face to the desk, and persuaded him earnestly. He: "Mingbenben, I'm doing this for your own good. Your foundation is too weak. If you change someone else, you don't have to memorize it. They will balance it out. Can you do it? You can at most get a key."

"You can insult me, but you can't insult my IQ." Ming Fan tried to use self-deprecation to save himself who was on the verge of drowning in chemical equations, "Your brother Fan still has a brain, let me tell you. Don't look at my usual exams." Not so bad, your head, Brother Fan, is still..."

"Ming is stupid, people have self-knowledge, how do you spell iron in English?" Yue Beiqing interrupted Ming Fan's complaints, and his subordinates kept on helping Ming Fan sort out the math mistakes and knowledge points in the previous two days' exams .

Ming Fan was chewing on the end of his pen and biting his head, thinking about life in front of chemical equations. Hearing Yue Beiqing's question, he lost his mind as soon as the words came out: "Fe."

Yue Beiqing hadn't left the four letters iron in his mind, and was blown away by Fe. He bit his lower lip and dared not laugh out loud, and his right hand holding the pen couldn't help shaking.How silly and cute.

As soon as "Fe" came out, Ming Fan wanted to give himself a slap in the face, and he was stupid again, returning to Yue Beiqing to make trouble and you would be fooled.

"Don't laugh, Yue Yue, don't laugh." Yue Beiqing's nose was straight, and when he tried not to smile, his nose wrinkled slightly, like a cat with water on his nose.When smiling with squinted eyes, Yue Yuesheng turned his big eyes into squinted eyes.When he turned his head, Ming Fan's heart was pounding violently, he leaned sideways on Yue Beiqing's body, and leaned on Yue Beiqing's chest with all his strength.

"What are you doing, you're endorsing the book." Yue Beiqing was dodged by him, and finally suppressed by Ming Fan's force. Brother Fan finally won by putting his big head on Xiao Yueyue's neck.

Ming Fan's hair was cut short, and the stubble stuck on Yue Beiqing's side face. After hiding, Yue Beiqing finally leaned his left cheek on Ming Fan's head.The hair tied up made him a little itchy, and his heart was also itchy, Yue Beiqing thought to himself, why is Brother Fan so cute.On the mouth is disgust: "Don't always act like a baby with me."

Whether it's memorizing or doing the questions, to Ming Fan, this is not the reason that drives him crazy. The reason why he is crazy for a round of review is-too sleepy, okay!

It turned out that others said that spring sleepiness, autumn exhaustion, summer nap, and winter hibernation, Ming Fan thought it was nonsense. It was not until he started reviewing that he realized that this sentence was so true!

Sleepy all the time, sleepy when doing questions, sleepy when memorizing, sleepy during class, only the time to wash before going to bed every day is not sleepy.When I was the most sleepy, there was no doubt in math class.

When the math teacher was in class, Ming Fan could see three or four double images.If you get sleepy, just get sleepy, Ming Fan still thinks of ways to bully and rub his little squad leader, and whenever he gets sleepy, he goes to his squad leader's side desperately.

At the beginning, Yue Beiqing felt that this was not right, it should not be like this.But after a few times, he would hum and mutter as soon as he pushed Brother Gongzi away, and would swear when he turned around after making a fuss.The ancestors Yue Beiqing had recruited by himself, bit the tip of his signature pen and pampered him.

After a long time, even Yue Beiqing didn't feel that there was anything abnormal between the two of them chatting and kissing. Ming Fan was pecking at the math paper again during math class.Yue Beiqing noticed that the teacher was looking at the two of them, so he didn't dare to do anything on the table. He quietly touched Ming Fan's thigh with his left hand under the table, and tapped Ming Fan with his middle finger.

"Okay, I'm not sleepy anymore." Ming Fan held Yue Beiqing's fingertips with his left hand, straightened his body, his eyes cleared up for a while, and then returned to the dazed state that he hadn't woken up all year round.

"Lie down for a while, and then listen to the class when you wake up, and then you will feel better, do you have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt." I rubbed the bony fingers in my hand, held them gently, then wrapped the little squad leader's hand with the cuff of my school uniform, put my left hand up, and lay on the table with my head tilted, grinning. Smiling at the person inside, "Then help me watch the teacher."

Yue Beiqin hooked his fingertips, scratched Ming Fan's chin through his school uniform, made a "good" mouth shape to him, turned to face the teacher, and blocked the sneaky sleeper in math class. strict.If it were someone else, he would definitely not be allowed to sleep, but Ming Fan can't, he needs a good rest before he can catch up with everyone.Yue Beiqing felt that he had no selfish intentions, so he covered up Brother Fan who was sleeping in class.

【Whether the ending is good or bad, baby, you just keep immersing yourself in your dreams】

The sunshine in winter is cool, and the students sitting by the window can see the mist rising on the glass. Ming Fan, a high school kid who is taking a break from his busy schedule, draws a heart with his finger and circles the two letters MB, feeling very happy After scrutinizing it for a while, I found that this seemed to be an abbreviation of some uncivilized term.

Years ago, my liking was simple and pure, as if there was no reason and no boundaries.A three-pointer made by a teenager on the basketball court, a bottle of iced Coke that he helped to bring during class, a math problem that he helped solve when he was in a hurry... A little liking has grown tenderness inadvertently. bud.The spring forest has new hair, the spring water just rises, and the spring breeze is blowing on the face, nothing can be sweeter than when I like you.

It's not surprising that Brother Fan, who has been alone for 18 years, likes the young man who appears beside him like a light.He is a boy, but his liking is like a plant sprouting in the wilderness, with intertwined roots and branches, full of vitality.

Yue Beiqing rushed to pick up his homework, promised to play games with him, and then turned around and took the work for himself.Where do I want to play games, I just want to talk to you and see you smile at me.The small squad leader who is obviously one-sided, why is he always indecisive in his place.A little wronged, but also a little sweet, I am not the same.When he heard the door knock, Ming Fan hadn't figured it out from the sweet and sour taste.

When the door was pushed open, the cold wind and the heating exchanged a big hug, and the water mist appeared at the door and quickly dissipated.The gold-rimmed flat lenses that he liked to wear while studying were covered with mist. Yue Beiqing held his homework book, blinked hard, and tried to shake off the mist with his enviably long eyelashes.

Suddenly, the weight in his hands disappeared, and the teenager complained in his ears: "It's all your fault for insisting on carrying homework by yourself. If you ask someone else to help, we can play a game during the big break."

When passing by the front row, he took away a tissue that a female classmate put on the corner of the table, and wiped his glasses indiscriminately.While instructing Ming Fan to put homework on the Chinese class representative's desk, he smiled back at him: "The class representative has gone to a meeting, shouldn't I, the class monitor, help out?"

Finding an open space on the desk filled with piles of test papers and teaching aids, he placed the homework in his hand, and Ming Fan followed Yue Beiqing like a tail.He didn't listen to the other party's explanation at all, and kept complaining: "Did you say that as long as I don't sleep in math class, you will play games with me. Talking doesn't count."

Walking to his own desk, he signaled the young man who was obviously already grown up to stop pretending to be young and act like a baby, and sit back in his seat obediently.Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he just pulled up his collar to block the air and kissed his collarbone, tilting his head and ignoring himself, obviously angry.

Sighing, he finally retreated: "Okay, okay, sit back, and I will accompany you to the next game of backgammon." At the end of the sentence, I did not forget to mention some learning at the end, "It's been a round, and it's still a whole day Thinking about playing games."

The left hand squeezed the handle of the sliding window to press the window tightly, and the right hand did not forget to take the unwritten straw paper, and drew a simple and rough chessboard with a few neat strokes.Still relentlessly denouncing that person's words for not counting: "You agreed."

Yue Beiqing followed Ming Fan's left hand and glanced out of the window. When he looked away, he saw a bright heart shape, and said with a smile, "You're not childish."

Ming Fan thought he was pestering him to play games, so he felt aggrieved at first, and replied without thinking, "Not childish! You, Brother Fan, have a childlike innocence."

I was misunderstood and didn't explain it. Sometimes I just suppress my unexplainable feelings, and when I can't suppress it, it will grow back to its original appearance.

Backgammon is a game of brains. It is a good opportunity for the two sides to compete against each other while letting the opponents line up.However, Ming Fan, a big tycoon, ran in the wrong direction.

"Let me take one step! Let me take one step! Don't rely on your cleverness to bully me! Look at you! I'm so tired of memorizing, and you're still playing games against me." Can't see the monitor's routine, unreasonable ink People have to regret a move.Ming Fan is the one who is really proud of being favored.

These days, Yue Beiqing has been pampering him in all aspects except for his refusal to regress in studies.Help him cook, occasionally play games with him, and help him hide it when he skips morning exercises.If it were someone else, Ming Fan knew that it would be impossible for him to repent from Yue Beiqing's mobile phone, but he is Ming Fan.Ming Benben studies hard and makes Yue Yue happy, so he can get special treatment.

"Then you go again, think it over this time." The person who is more than three months younger than him has the pride of being two or three years younger than him.Unlike the little girl's waywardness, when he cheated, he acted like a rogue, showing a bit of a child's squeamishness, most of them still came from no idea where they came from, and with reason, they quietly tested the other party's bottom line.Yue Beiqing liked his temper, and was willing to continue to pamper this rich son with such a little affection.

At the end of the round, Ming Fan was still defeated. Yue Beiqin collected the draft paper used for the game. The doting look just now seemed to be not him, and he taught Ming Fan strictly: "Next time, don't play tricks. Look at it, those who cheat will lose."

Putting my physics notes between the two, I didn't listen to others' lessons, and started another conversation on my own: "Look at this circuit, eh, why is it so complicated."

"Look at this..."

The explicit hints of you coming and going just now passed by, and I returned to the busy state that high school seniors often have.

In addition to the college entrance examination, another focus of the third year of senior high school is the independent enrollment of various colleges and universities and large-scale international and national competitions.No one is guaranteed to be able to perform normally forever, there are dark horses every year, and stories of falling from the altar are not uncommon.

While busy helping Ming Fan catch up with everyone, Yue Beiqing also had to think about his future.The last national composition competition is scheduled for the spring of this year.Whether he wants it or not, the decision will change the direction of his life.

To participate in the competition, he has to leave for two weeks to participate in pre-competition training. In the third year of high school, where every second counts, two weeks can change a lot.Another selfishness, he thought, during the two weeks he was away, he didn't know if Ming Fan would study hard. The teacher didn't restrain this boy who didn't fit in well with Nan Er, but he had to worry about it.

Ming Fan didn't study much in the past, the textbooks were all clean as new at the beginning, and naturally there were not many teaching aids.A small part of the information was issued by the school, and most of it was supported by Yue Beiqing.Therefore, he put all his books on the corner between the two of them.Yue Beiqing's registration form had been pressed under a tall stack of books, and no one touched it for five or six days.

If you don’t look at it or touch it, you can procrastinate for a while. To put it bluntly, the mentality of avoidance is still at work.

It was a coincidence or an unlucky thing, when Ming Fan was talking to the front desk, he leaned out and knocked over the tall pile of books.Yue Beiqing completely forgot that he had hidden the registration form for many days, and when he grabbed Ming Fan into his arms to protect him, Ming Fan also saw the registration form flying up.

To like someone is to follow his footsteps and go to a farther and brighter place.However, if you are held back and cowardly because of liking, then such liking is a burden to each other.

Yue Beiqing had never seen Ming Fan get so angry, he didn't complain like before.Sitting alone in his seat, ignoring anyone, he was still reciting writing questions, looking unbecoming, but Yue Beiqing was extremely flustered.

"Ming Fan, don't be angry."

"..."

He didn't know why he was angry. To put it bluntly, Yue Beiqing couldn't be blamed for this matter.That was his competition, and his own business. However, Ming Fan vaguely felt that he was dragging down the squad leader, and that he was the one who made him linger on the way to the distance.

"You go, it's okay, I will wait for you here. When you are not here, I will study hard, I will not get sleepy in class, and I will give you my mobile phone, so you won't worry." Angry is not The solution to the problem, besides, he wasn't angry with his little squad leader at first, he was just angry at himself for being so uneasy.

Yue Beiqing can probably understand why Ming Fan is angry. Seeing that the eldest son is willing to take care of him at this time, he coaxes him nicely: "You study hard, I won't accept your mobile phone, I miss you, and I want you called you."

There is no need to think about how many hardships and insults there will be in the future. The time with you is sweet.

The smiling young man with crooked brows and eyes half bent over, and said nice words of love between his lips and teeth.The thin collarbone of the man could still be seen from the half-bend of the waist, and Ming Fan also smiled back at him with a toothless smile, spreading his arms and wrapping his neck between the crooks of his arms, "Okay, I'll wait for my little one." The squad leader came back to see me."

Yue Beiqing staggered from being hugged, and flung himself into the man's arms with all his strength. The scent of lemon-flavored laundry detergent came to his nostrils, and he said hello with his two hearts separated from his chest.

【I will bathe in love with you, I will love you deeply】

Winter goes to summer, and the years of snowflakes are full of greenery in a blink of an eye.The cotton clothes were taken off, and the white summer school uniform gently hid the boy's slender but powerful body through the cotton cloth.

In the summer of this year, in addition to the sound of cicadas, ice soda, and the scorching sun, there are also red numbers on the countdown watch that decrease with each day.

The seats were lined up in a circle, and the two sat back by the window.Sunshine jumped over everyone's desks, and did not forget to gently kiss the small monitor's eyebrows and eyes.

Occasionally, when he turned his head to look at him, Ming Fan still remembered that the boy who had been away for two weeks dropped a big suitcase, the cat-like self-restraint, the first time he was seen in color, and the ends of his hair were dyed with joy.When hugging him, his little squad leader secretly left a kiss on the cheek, like a butterfly resting, the itching on the cheek, passing through the nerves and even throbbing in the bottom of his heart.

He was the first to be brave again, Ming Fan was really annoyed sometimes, every time he got ahead of him, so next time he would introduce Xiao Yueyue to his parents first.

When he was distracted, Yue Beiqing pinched his nose: "Why are you in a daze?"

Smiling foolishly, Ming Fan grabbed the tip of his hand on his nose: "I miss you."

"Slick tongue! If you don't do well in the test in the next class, go back to sleep in your own bed today." After the two of them established their relationship, Ming Fan lived in Yue Beiqing's bed in a shameless manner.Fortunately, both of them are thin, otherwise they would be in trouble every day when they go to sleep.

Ming Fan rubbed Yue Beiqing's fingers, kissed him, and teased him: "Take a breath of your immortal energy, and bless me to pass the chemistry exam."

"roll!"

Super fierce little Yueyue.

In the blink of an eye, time quietly said goodbye, the red counting number finally reached the end, and the college entrance examination came inadvertently.

The photo of the admission ticket was taken by a senior photographer hired by the school. The smiling person on the card is exactly the same as the boy beside him helping him organize his things.

After rubbing the photos for a long time, Ming Fan couldn't help but kiss the photo on the card, and laughed like an idiot.

"Pervert you." Yue Beiqing was so teased by him, he didn't know why someone would want to do something wrong with the photo.

Putting away the documents and stationery at hand, he pulled the squad leader to sit on his lap, kissed the corner of the other's eyes tenderly, Ming Fan asked him: "You will always be by my side, right?"

"I will, I will fall in love with you, I will, I will always love you deeply." The college entrance examination, secularism, and etiquette can't change it. I love your sincere heart.I am extremely devout towards everything in the world, but I cherish you very much.

Yue Beiqing hugged the other party's waist, feeling Ming Fan's nervousness, and coaxed him like every time this year: "It's okay, no matter where you go in two days, I will follow you. This time , let me come and follow you. Good or bad, for me, the result of you is a gift from heaven."

When he lowered his head and kissed the lips and tongue of his little squad leader, a thought suddenly popped up, Ming Fan thought, look, a gentle person has sweet words of love, soaked in a softness that others don't have, until it reaches the bottom of my heart.

Tell beautiful love words for you, be a brave hero for you, become a fairy in the sky for you, trek mountains and rivers for you, and go to see Changtian Yuanchuan.

The author has something to say: a short film written on Valentine's Day, happy holidays, although it is late