After wearing a book, it is difficult to escape the law of true fragrance

When I went to school the next day, looking at the bare blank under Fu Chenyan's name on the wall of honor, Bian Cong felt guilty for a while, and ran away without daring to wait any longer.

For this matter, Brother Feng asked Fu Chenyan for another photo, and held a class meeting very seriously.

The class meeting did not focus on this matter. After all, the teachers thought it was stolen by a classmate who admired Fu Chenyan, so this class meeting is mainly to warn everyone to put their minds on their studies during this critical period. Never fall in love early, let alone be a "thief."

These words were like silent slaps slapped across the face, making him unable to lift his head.

After the class meeting was over, Fu Chenyan saw that he had been doing the questions honestly and silently for the whole class, but he didn't say a word, which was not like him.

Fu Chenyan was worried and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, ah?"

"Physical discomfort?"

"No."

"Then why don't you talk?"

"say what?"

Fu Chenyan looked at him, "express your opinion."

"What opinion?"

"Stealing the photo."

Bian Cong: "..."

You did it on purpose, let me, the Lord, express my opinion, are you polite?

No wait, let me express my opinion so you won't know I stole it? ?

Should not be!

Bian Cong felt guilty: "I, should I express my opinion?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"..." Bian Cong said resentfully, "Should I?"

Fu Chenyan nodded, "Yes."

"A-actually," Bian Cong blinked a few times, "I think it's not all the fault of the person who stole the photos, he may have some difficulties, and this person doesn't necessarily like you, maybe It has another purpose."

"what is the usage?"

"Just, just treat illnesses, some mental illnesses."

Fu Chenyan asked with great interest: "Why are you so clear?"

Bian Cong was stunned: "Ah, ah?"

"You stole it?"

"D-Of course not, I'm crazy, why should I steal your photo, I'm idle, besides, it's just your photo, with a cold face, I have insomnia every day I look at it."

Fu Chenyan suddenly laughed, "Every day? Do you watch it every day?"

Bian Cong: "..."

Hold!Fu Chenyan, you bastard! !

"I, I see your grandma's legs, I mean if, if you understand? If!!"

Fu Chenyan suppressed a smile, "Oh, then I understand."

Bian Cong muttered and scolded him, and just about to end the topic, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Wait, wait, what do you mean, Fu Chenyan, what did you mean by that at the beginning? I should express my opinion," Although guilty, he must have enough confidence, "This matter has nothing to do with me or me, do you deserve a beating?"

"..."

"I'll just ask casually."

"You did it on purpose!" Bian Cong was annoyed and annoyed, "Go away, don't talk to me, I'm annoying you to death."

Fu Chenyan smiled and said, "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll go to the supermarket."

"no!"

"Really not?"

"...Then, then come and kiss me."

"what?"

"Kiss, I haven't heard of shrimp crackers, shrimp crackers!!"

"......Oh."

In the blink of an eye, it was April, and the countdown to the college entrance examination entered, and the atmosphere in the class became tense. Although the teachers of various subjects had poured a lot of chicken soup for the soul, some students still felt anxious.

In order to prevent this kind of emotion from affecting the review, Brother Feng dutifully talked to everyone in the class.

The conversation partner between classes this day was Bian Cong, knocking on the door of the office, Brother Feng said gently: "Come in."

Bian Cong went in and stood beside his desk, "Teacher, you are looking for me."

"Bian Cong, how are you feeling recently?"

"How about what?"

"Mentality, emotions, and all aspects of learning, do you feel pressure and anxiety? How is your sleep recently? Have you experienced insomnia?"

"No," Bian Cong smiled, "Brother Feng, you don't have to worry, I eat well and sleep well, the kind that can't be woken up by ten alarm clocks."

"You," Brother Feng smiled, "Actually, I didn't want to say too much when I called you here today. I just wanted to say that our college entrance examination is getting closer and closer. I'm not worried about your grades. It is enough to play stably at the time, it is a matter of mentality, you must pay attention to it, and don't be anxious."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I have a big heart and a good mentality."

"That's fine." Brother Feng looked at Bian Cong, hesitated to speak, "Then what, how are you getting along with Fu Chenyan recently?"

"pretty good."

"Didn't you quarrel?"

Bian never understood: "No, why are you asking this?"

Brother Feng smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you, don't be awkward at this time, it will easily affect your study."

Bian Cong was a little confused: "Huh?"

"Then let's do this first. You go back and call Fu Chenyan over, and I'll talk to him."

"......Oh."

Back in the classroom, Fu Chenyan was listening to the listening comprehension, Bian Cong patted him and said, "Brother Feng, please."

Taking off the earphones, Fu Chenyan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you listening, you can hear me with headphones on."

Fu Chenyan explained: "The voice is small."

"Oh," said while taking out the test paper for the next class, "It's nothing, I'll talk to you, tell you not to be anxious, just calm down."

"Ok."

This is a big class break, and the break time between classes is very long. Most of the people in the class have gone to the playground for activities, only a small number of people are in the classroom, some are sleeping, and some are studying.

The classroom was very quiet, and Fu Chenyan came back from an article on reading comprehension.

Somewhat surprised, Bian Cong stopped writing and asked him, "So fast?"

Fu Chenyan sat down, hummed, took a drink from the water glass.

Bian Cong continued to read the question, and asked casually, "What did you say?"

"Just what you said."

In fact, he just asked the question casually, and then continued to work on the question in response.

After Fu Chenyan finished drinking the water, he put the cup aside. After hesitating for a while, he still called out to him: "Bian Cong."

"Ok?"

Fu Chenyan looked at him and said, "Brother Feng thought we were in a relationship."

Bian Cong let out an oh, and only then did he realize that he turned his head to look at Fu Chenyan, his eyes widened: "Ah?!"

Fu Chenyan nodded calmly, "Yes."

"No, no, Brother Feng, Brother Feng, are you crazy, why do you think we two, what is that?"

"Probably we are a good match."

"WTF?!"

Fu Chenyan smiled: "Just kidding."

"..."

"What happened later? You didn't explain it to Brother Feng?"

"No."

Bian Cong wanted to knock him, "Why?"

Fu Chenyan said lightly: "I don't want to."

"Why don't you want to? Are you out of your mind?"

"It's useless to explain."

"..."

"Yeah, it seems to make sense. I explained it to him last time, but he didn't believe it."

"What matter?" Fu Chenyan asked.

"What are you talking about?" Bian never said angrily, "The last time I threw a note to you, didn't you proudly say that I wanted to chase you?"

Speaking of this matter, Fu Chenyan regretted it. At that time, because of this matter, Bian Cong changed positions and had a cold war with him for a long time.

"I was wrong." Fu Chenyan said suddenly.

Bian Cong was stunned for a second, he looked at Fu Chenyan, and said strangely: "Fu Chenyan, why have you suddenly been so soft and sloppy lately, have you changed your sex?"

"..." Fu Chenyan was at a loss for words for a while, and said nothing dryly.

Bian never paid any attention to him, just lowered his head and continued to read the question.

Fu Chenyan also opened the textbook, there was still a while before class, he glanced at Bian Cong, and asked casually: "Bian Cong, do you want to fall in love?"

While watching a reading comprehension, he heard the words and replied seriously: "You can't fall in love early."

Fu Chenyan was silent for a while, then asked again: "Then what kind of person do you like?"

Bian Cong smiled. He put down his pen, looked at Fu Chenyan, and jokingly said, "When spring comes, you also have a spring heart? Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Fu Chenyan lowered his head to hide his embarrassment, "Curiosity."

"This question, how should I say it?" Bian Cong held his chin, looking like he was thinking.

Fu Chenyan raised his head to look at him again, quietly waiting for his answer.

"I'm very superficial, I control my face, I like good-looking people,"

Fu Chenyan laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Bian Cong glanced at him, "I didn't finish. What I mean is that looking good is just one aspect. The most important thing is to get along well, but it's meaningless to say these things now. After meeting someone you like It will change."

"Then do you have someone you like now?" Fu Chenyan asked softly.

Bian Cong was silent for a while before answering: "I don't know either."

Fu Chenyan didn't speak again.

"You took the wrong medicine, Fu Chenyan, or Brother Feng talked to you about what aroused your emotional desire." Bian Cong poked him, "Ah? Why did you suddenly ask me this."

"Ask whatever you want."

"Ask casually?" Bian never believed, "Then I'll ask you casually, what do you like?"

Fu Chenyan lowered his head and twirled the pen a few times, as if he was thinking. After a few seconds, he looked up at Bian Cong, and said: "Arrogant, unreasonable, troublesome, likes to hate people, duplicity and a little silly... ..”

Bian Cong smiled, "Why? Are you using the method of elimination?"

Fu Chenyan also twitched the corner of his lower lip, and said, "No, that's just how he is, but he is warm, kind, caring, and... good at caring for others."

Bian Cong: "Is there such a person?"

Fu Chenyan smiled, and said casually, "Don't you think you are."

After saying this, Fu Chenyan stared closely at the side follower to observe his reaction.

I saw that Bian Cong frowned as if he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned his head and stared at him, "Fu Chenyan! What do you mean! You mean that I am arrogant and domineering, making trouble for no reason and being stupid?!"

Fu Chenyan: "..."

"Okay, Fu Chenyan, did you deliberately scold me by using this topic? Do you want to be beaten?!"

Fu Chenyan was speechless, "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Bian Cong: "..."

In May, the weather is gradually getting hotter, entering the final sprint stage, and I never feel that I don’t get enough sleep every day.

So it was hard to catch a teacher who didn't delay the big class break, and Bian Cong fell down after class.

The window was open, and the wind was blowing in, and the head was turned to the other side from the pillow on the arm.

Fu Chenyan was about to go to the supermarket. Before leaving, he asked Bian Cong as usual: "I'm going to the supermarket, what do I want to eat?"

Bian Cong muttered sleepily: "Come and kiss me."

Fu Chenyan originally wanted to say yes, but after seeing his dry lips, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Are you sure?" Fu Chenyan asked again.

"Sure, sure," Bian Cong said a little annoyed, "Hurry up and don't disturb my sleep."

Fu Chenyan didn't speak, he looked up at the camera in the corner, he was facing the wall thinking at the moment, during the big break, there were only a few people in the classroom, only the first few gathered to discuss the topic.

At this moment a gust of wind blew through and lifted the curtains.

Fu Chenyan took a deep breath, picked up the textbook on the table, covered half of his face, and moved his head closer.

Bian Cong felt a gust of wind, and then his eyes suddenly darkened, a familiar smell of mint floated over, before he had time to think more, a warmth covered his lips.

The warmth only stayed for a few seconds, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Fu Chenyan's face close at hand. He was so close that he could feel the eyelashes sweeping down when he blinked.

Bian Cong froze, not knowing how to react for a while.

Fu Chenyan looked down at his lips, and then at his eyes. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then kissed again under the cover of the book.

The warmth came from the lips again, Bian Cong's eyes widened, and his whole body turned to petrification.

It wasn't until Fu Chenyan's face left his sight that Bian Cong slowly straightened up, turned his head stiffly to look at Fu Chenyan, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, what are you doing?"

Fu Chenyan unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes, looked to one side, blushed and said, "Kiss, kiss."

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