Can Xueba teach me to kiss?

It began to snow on the second day of New Year's Day. At first it was snow, which hurt the face, and then it became heavier and heavier, and gradually became heavy snow. After one morning, the whole school was white.

Zou Wei's hands are cold, he has the kind of physique that is hot in summer and cold in winter, while Du Kunshen is resistant to heat and cold. Du Kunshen put Zou Wei's hand on his stomach and covered it. Fortunately, they sat in the last row and there was no one there. See.

The second class in the afternoon was physical education class. The students in the class waited on the playground for more than ten minutes and the physical education teacher did not come. Usually he is very popular in the class, but at this time he is the one who is "beaten". Few people throw Zou Wei at him. He only transferred here in the past six months, and he usually doesn't take the initiative to talk to his classmates. There are only a few who speak.

At the beginning, it was people who were familiar with each other throwing snowballs to each other, and gradually it developed to the whole class. There was only Class [-] on the playground.

The snow fight lasted for more than 20 minutes, and the get out of class stopped shortly after class. Zou Wei and Du Kunshen patted the snow on each other's bodies. Fortunately, the down jackets they were wearing were not soaked by the snow on the surface.

Liu Siyuan stood not far away shaking the snow on his clothes and looked at the two of them. Suddenly, he felt that the two of them standing together really looked good. Huang Huan grabbed a handful of snow from behind and stuffed it into the back of Liu Siyuan's neck. Liu Siyuan was crushed by the ice. One was trembling, shaking the snow in his clothes inflexibly, cursing while shaking, and after shaking, he ran away after Huang Huan.

In the office on the fourth floor, Lao Peng was holding a teacup and looking down. The head teacher of Class [-] came over and took a look: "It's such a cold day, the children are still outside."

Lao Peng leisurely took a sip of hot tea: "Young people are very angry."

The head teacher of class [-] answered: "It's almost the final exam, and you still let them go wild."

Lao Peng said: "Oh, let them play, anyway, this class is also a physical education class."

Lao Peng has always advocated a balance between work and rest, learning when it is time to play, and not too harsh on sub-classes such as physical education.

When I went to finish dinner at night, the snow on the road had already been trampled, and the dark snow mixed with the snow that had not completely melted, forming ugly scars—it was no longer pure white snow.

No matter how flawless things are, they will become dirty after being trampled by the crowd.

On the second day after the snow, the school road was already frozen. The security office spread a layer of blankets on the stairs of the teaching building to prevent slipping, but it was useless. This is what Nie Feng said in the infirmary. Sliding down the stairs of the teaching building, only two steps, I actually sprained my foot, but fortunately it was not serious.

During class in the morning, the security office took a shovel and shoveled off the snow on the stairs of the teaching building, exposing the black marble floor. Since then, the number of people falling down has been greatly reduced.

There are still 20 days for the whole winter vacation, 20 days for the first middle school winter vacation, a holiday on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, and classes on the [-]th day of the first lunar month.

As the winter vacation approached, that is to say, the end of the period, the school canceled art classes and other courses. Zou Wei originally wanted to ask the art teacher how the art students in the No. [-] Middle School signed up, but the art class was taken up by the math teacher twice, and then heard that This news, get next year.

In the monthly exam in mid-November last time, Du Kunshen ranked first in the class of 653 years old with a total score of 460, while Zou Wei was 28 years old and class 506.5 with a total score of [-]. It was still after Du Kunshen taught him the exercises for a month, the gap was too big, and this score was not enough for one book. If he was an art student, he might still be admitted to the same university as Du Kunshen.

The 20 days were almost here, and Zou Shengping actually remembered to call, "Zou Wei, when are you going on winter vacation?"

Zou Wei rubbed his toes on the ground. The weather was too cold and there was no heating, so his feet were frozen. "I don't know, the school didn't tell me."

Zou Shengping said: "A friend of mine invited me to come over in a few days. You can go back to your friend's house for the winter vacation. The original house has already been sold."

"It's sold!" Zou Wei couldn't help raising his voice, Zou Shengping said unhappily, "I'll sell it if I sell it, what are you in a hurry for?"

Although Zou Wei does not have a good memory of that house, it is the place where he grew up, not to mention his nostalgia. Everything he used to have is in it, such as the puppies he carved, the childish pictures he drew, and the place where he lived alone when he was a child. He packed up all the small toys and things he played with at home when he left, but now there is nothing left.

After a few seconds, Zou Shengping said: "That's it, hang up first."

I can't tell what's uncomfortable, thinking that if he goes back for the New Year this year, he won't have a place to live, why don't he just stay here, at least there are rented houses and Du Kunshen here.

On the day of the final exam, Qiu Mi sent a message: Viagra, when are you going on winter vacation? We had the vacation the day before yesterday.

Zou Wei didn't see it until he returned to his dormitory after the exam at night. During this exam, he put his phone down in the dorm cabinet, and Qiu Mi sent the message at noon.

Zou Wei replied to him: I will have a holiday after the exam tomorrow.

Qiu Mi replied in seconds: Then when will you come back?

Zou Wei typed out word by word: I will not come back.

Qiu Mi hurriedly asked: Why, even if you have a boyfriend, you can't stop having brothers!

Zou Wei replied: My father sold the house.

Qiu Mi: Sold... Sold? !

Their neighborhood is quite good, and the security of the house is very good. Besides, Zou Wei has lived here for so many years, and his father actually sold it directly.

Zou Wei sent another message: Let's not talk about the exam tomorrow.

Qiu Mi looked at the phone and sighed silently. A few weeks ago, I heard that Viagra's mother was actually with her ex-husband's enemy. This incident was widely spread, and almost everyone in the community knew about it. If you have a family, it probably won’t last long. Viagra’s father just sold the house. It’s fine if Viagra doesn’t come back.

I don't know if it was because of Zou Shengping's phone call, but at night Zou Wei dreamed about something from his childhood.

When he was young, he was taken by a nanny who took care of his three meals and picked him up from school. When he went back to his home at night, the nanny often lost his temper and beat him. The food he ate was leftovers from the nanny, and he was picked up from school only once in a while. But no one knew about this, and no one mentioned Zou Wei.Others have their parents pick them up, but he never did, and even secretly hoped that his mother, Lin Yumei, would not come back. First, because Lin Yumei always had an unpleasant smell, which was the smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with perfume, and maybe there were other things. What, the second is that Lin Yumei would take a strange man home for the night, Zou Wei didn't want to see that kind of scene.

Later Qiu Mi was transferred to their class in the second grade of elementary school, and the two were in the same community again. They became acquainted after a long time. Zou Wei didn't like to talk when he was a child. A child without parents to take care of him is quieter than ordinary children, not to mention he was also a nanny. Abusive, Qiu Mi was very active when he was a child. After they got acquainted, they went to Qiu Mi's house. Qiu Mi's mother liked him very much, so did Qiu Mi's grandfather. It was much better than his own home.Later, I called Zou Shengping and mentioned that there was no need for a nanny, so Zou Shengping resigned from the nanny.

When I went to junior high school, I was too embarrassed to spend the night at Qiu Mi’s house. Zou Wei would come back at night, and sometimes I would meet Lin Yumei and her “friends”. Zou Wei usually hid at the gate and waited for them to sleep carefully before going to bed. Go back to your room.

It was like this again in the second year of junior high school. Zou Wei watched the two sleeping in the living room carefully go around and go back to his room. In the afternoon, the boys in their class played basketball together and sweated all over. Zou Wei went into the room Close the door and start undressing, then walk to the bathroom to shower.

The man brought back by Lin Yumei did not know when he woke up, and he did not know when he entered Zou Wei's room. Zou Wei was washing the foam on his head with his head down, when he was suddenly hugged and turned around in fright. When he met the man's gaze, he had forgotten what that man looked like, but he still remembered the look in his eyes at that time, naked and full of desire.

When the man came to kiss him, Zou Wei tried his best to avoid it, but was held down by the man. The physique of a junior high school student could not stand up to an adult man at all.

Zou Wei was pressed to the ground, and he was exhausted from struggling. The man put up Zou Wei's legs and wanted to come in. Zou Wei stretched out his foot and kicked him hard in the face. The man became angry and slapped Zou Wei several times. Zou Wei was tossed Lost strength, lying on the ground gasping for breath, but the man obviously didn't just want one-sided pleasure.

Xiati was wrapped in his mouth, warm and humid, Zou Wei struggled hard and shouted loudly, the man held him tightly, his mouth still kept moving, and he even teased: "Isn't this Ying?"

In the end, when he came out of his mouth, Zou Wei had no strength, and the tears could not flow from his eyes. It was the first time he realized the words "heart as dead ashes".

The man raised Zou Wei's legs again. Zou Wei was covered in bruises and had no strength to resist. He almost thought it was all over. A whistle came from the door, and Lin Yumei leaned against the door in her bathrobe. She looked at it for an unknown amount of time, "Okay , I’m not enough, what’s the taste of a little boy.”

The man got up and hugged Lin Yumei: "You are enough." The two kissed passionately in front of Zou Wei.

Zou Wei staggered up, put on his clothes and rushed out to Qiu Mi's house. Seeing the panic-stricken person in front of him, Qiu Mi quickly asked him what happened. Zou Wei shook his head and remained silent. Qiu Mi's mother asked Qiu Mi to take Zou Wei back to the room After Qiu Mi brought him to the room, Qiu Mi's mother put a bath of hot water for Zou Wei to soak in, and took Qiu Mi out to close the door.

After a flustered night, from then on Zou Wei hated Lin Yumei thoroughly, so that he was not interested in girls in the future.

The author has something to say:

The timeline seems to be a bit off, please check when I correct the typo.

I really don't know how this section can pass the review.