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

It has been more than half a month since Fu Chenyan kissed him secretly last time, but every time he thinks about it, Bian Cong still can't help but blush and heartbeat.

Afterwards, he asked Fu Chenyan that he had to give himself a reasonable explanation.

Fu Chenyan hesitated for a long time, and told a lame lie, he said: "I thought you wanted this kiss."

A three-year-old would not believe this sentence casually, and of course Bian Cong was the same.

That was the first kiss, the first time in my life, so it was gone without knowing why, but it was still worth it.

So he continued to ask, and he must come up with a reason.

But Fu Chenyan couldn't tell, he blushed like a ripe tomato, coupled with his cold paralyzed face, there was an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Seeing him blushing so hard for the first time, Bian Cong suddenly wanted to tease him.

He asked, "Why are you so shy, this is the first time?"

Fu Chenyan was silent.

Silence means acquiescence.

Bian Cong smiled, "Tsk tsk tsk."

Fu Chenyan glanced at him and asked, "You too."

This is an affirmative sentence, Bian never denied it.

"So then again, why did you kiss me?"

Fu Chenyan was silent for a long time before saying in a low voice, "I'm crazy."

He was crazy, and Biancong felt that he might be crazy too.

Because he didn't reject Fu Chenyan's kissing him, and he didn't have the urge to chase him for three streets and beat him up. On the contrary, he thought it felt good, and it could be longer.

This idea really shocked him, and this was the first time, Bian Cong suddenly had a question, whether he was lonely and lonely before dating or had other thoughts about Fu Chenyan.

He never dared to think about it, he was afraid that after thinking about it, he would deepen this question and have even more outrageous and strange dreams.

But having said that, Bian has indeed started to have those strange dreams recently. In a recent dream, he dreamed that Fu Chenyan confessed to him, saying that he liked him.

For this reason, Bian Cong thought for a long time after waking up. What he thought about was not why he had such a dream, but whether he should agree to him.

He lay on the bed, thinking about this question seriously, but he didn't think about it. He met the photo of Fu Chenyan on the head of the bed, and his heart skipped a beat, as if his little thoughts were discovered by someone, and his face turned red up.

The photo that Bian Cong stole back caused him a lot of trouble. What kind of desensitization treatment is all nonsense. As soon as he opens his eyes in the morning and closes his eyes at night, he will always be able to see it immediately. I don't hate it, but I like it more and more.

Sometimes when I can't sleep at night, Bian Cong will stare at his photo in a daze, look left and right, the more you look, the better it looks.

The time has entered late May, and there is only half a month left before the college entrance examination.During this period, Brother Feng kept emphasizing that everyone should persevere and never relax.

In order to adjust the study time, an extra session was added for evening self-study, but this session is not mandatory, but for some students who don’t want to go home and study in school for convenience.

After the evening self-study, some people in the class went home after class, and some people stayed in the classroom to study, and Bian Cong was one of them who stayed to study.

He stayed, and Fu Chenyan also stayed.

"Why don't you go?" Bian Cong asked him.

"Study." Fu Chenyan said.

With an oh, he took out the exercise book and started to do the questions.

Fu Chenyan didn't bother him anymore, and took out a paper to write, but he would sneak a look at it from time to time.

When Bian Cong was doing the questions, his facial expressions were very rich. Sometimes he would frown and move his mouth to curse silently, and sometimes he would relax between his brows. He was sure of winning, so through his facial expressions, Fu Chenyan could basically judge which questions he was not good at.

At this time, Fu Chenyan would kindly ask if he wanted to help.

Bian Cong glanced at him and said no.

Fu Chenyan didn't insist either, because he knew that within 5 minutes, Bian Cong would still come to him.

Sure enough, 3 minutes later, Bian Cong held the paper and couldn't hold back his face when he wanted to ask, so he pretended to casually rubbed his arm, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was careless."

After that, he took the question book logically and said, "Hey, Fu Chenyan, I think there is something wrong with this answer, can you take a look?"

Fu Chenyan just smiled, and followed his words to give him a lecture.

After one night of self-study, Bian Cong sorted out all the questions that Fu Chenyan told him in a wrong question book. These questions are classics, and his ideas are clear and easy to understand.

The last session of evening self-study ends at around ten o'clock. Because the bell is not ringing, everyone will leave on their own when the time comes.

It took a long time from the last question, and when the question was finished, it was almost 10:30.

He closed the book and noticed that Fu Chenyan didn't leave.

Bian Cong asked, "Why don't you go back?"

"Wait with you."

"Why are you waiting for me? You go first."

Fu Chenyan didn't speak.

Bian Cong looked at him, looked at him, and suddenly smiled.

"Oh! I see. Are you afraid of going home alone?"

"..."

"Oh, I didn't say it," Bian Cong packed his things, "Why are you so timid as a big man, let alone you sleep alone, how do you sleep at night?"

"Sleep with the lights on."

"Little poor," Bian Cong packed up his things and looked at him, "Let's go, Brother Cong will take you home."

It is not far from the teaching building to the carport, but it needs to pass through a small forest.

At this time, the campus was empty, with a few street lamps standing alone on the side of the road, the light was very dim, and the shadows they cast were very long.

The campus after school was already quiet, but now, with the darkness as a backdrop, it became even quieter.

Bian Cong walked side by side with Fu Chenyan. At night, the dew was thick, and he felt a little cold for no reason when he passed the grove.

Fu Chenyan leaned towards him.

Sensing his approach, Bian Cong said with a smile, "Why? Are you afraid?"

There was the sound of crickets in the grass, and Fu Chenyan leaned close to him without speaking.

"Oh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Bian Cong couldn't help laughing, "Brother Cong will always protect you."

Fu Chenyan didn't smile, he said, "Didn't you hear something?"

"What are you doing? You still want to scare me?"

Fu Chenyan's expression was serious.

"...You, don't scare me."

"Listen." Fu Chenyan said.

In the silence all around, I heard some faint sounds that seemed to be real, rustling, like the sound of flipping a book.

"..." Bian Cong was stunned, and slowly turned his head to look at Fu Chenyan, "This, is it windy?"

Fu Chenyan also looked at him, "I hope too."

After this sentence was finished, the rustling sound disappeared, and some talking voices appeared instead, muttering, and what was said could not be heard clearly.

Both of them were stunned, looking at each other.

"Is this, is this a human?"

The voice weakened, but continued after a while, murmuring and sometimes giggling.

The more frightened I am, the easier it is to think of things, and I think of the novel I read before, saying that school is the place with the most yin.

My heart skipped a beat, and I never wanted to run.

"Are you afraid?" Fu Chenyan asked him.

"No, not afraid."

"Then why are you shaking?"

"I, I don't want to either! You, aren't you afraid?"

Fu Chenyan was too embarrassed to speak.

But Bian could feel that he gave Fu Chenyan a look, then grabbed his arm, and whispered, "Run!!"

He ran to the carport in one breath, unlocked the car as fast as he could and urged Fu Chenyan to open it, then called Fu Chenyan to get on the car and ran away without looking back.

After they left, two girls came out from the bench next to the grove next to the carport.

One complained: "Don't come here to endorse next time, there are too many mosquitoes and it's easy to scare people."

Another said: "I also feel that although it is quiet, the location is really bad, so we will not come here tomorrow."

Bian couldn't help thinking wildly before going to bed that night, and finally fell asleep with the lights turned on half the night.

The next day, Bian Cong went to school with dark circles under his eyes. During the big break, he lay on the table to catch up on sleep, and overheard the classmates at the next table chatting.

"Hey, did you hear any strange noises when you went cycling last night?"

"Yes, muttering, it feels weird, if it weren't for the crowd, I would have been shocked."

"Oh, the sound you mentioned should be the sound of endorsement. I had it when I was riding a bicycle the night before yesterday. I was shocked at the time, but later I heard that someone was endorsing there. The muttering must be the endorsement. Voice."

"Crazy, why are you endorsing the book there? It scares me to death at night."

"Who says it's not? Maybe it's because it's quiet, but it's really scary."

Bian Cong, who was lying on his stomach to catch up on sleep, said that he was indeed insane!Bai was afraid all night.

It was June, and the college entrance examination came. A few days before the exam, classes were stopped and the exam room began to be tidied up. They moved some of the books to the classrooms in the laboratory building, where they took classes, and moved the rest home by themselves.

There were so many textbooks in the third year of high school that he couldn't take them back alone, so Fu Chenyan offered to help him get them.

You don't have to be a fool to have free labor, Bian Cong happily agreed and said that he would treat him to dinner.

Fu Chenyan helped Biancong bring the book to his house, and then asked if he wanted to get him to the room.

It's such a good feeling, it's just what I wished for.

"Okay, okay, okay." Bian Cong nodded happily.

Fu Chenyan carried the books to the second floor, and Bian Cong thoughtfully opened the door for him.

"Where?"

Bian Cong pointed to the side of the desk, "It's fine to pile it on the ground."

Fu Chenyan put it on the ground for him. In order to prevent it from falling too high, he evened it out again, with the big one at the bottom.

"Don't move, I'll tidy up by myself in a while."

"It's okay," Fu Chenyan said, "you rest."

How can guests work and rest by themselves?

Bian Cong said, "Then I'll get you a glass of water."

"it is good."

Bian went downstairs from thump to thump, and made a cup of scented tea for Fu Chenyan.

When he brought it up, the book was almost done, "Okay, don't pack it up, drink water."

"I'll wash my hands." Fu Chenyan said.

"Oh yes, you go, I'll put it on the table for you to cool down first."

Fu Chenyan came out after washing his hands, and handed over the water attentively, "Here."

Fu Chenyan smiled, "Why are you so enthusiastic?"

"Didn't you help me with my work?" Bian Cong said, "Don't be more enthusiastic."

Fu Chenyan bent his lips and took a sip of scented tea.

"Sit down for a while, I'll clean up and treat you to dinner later," Bian Cong said.

"it is good."

Bian Cong packed his books, Fu Chenyan scanned around, and finally sat down on the edge of Bian Cong's bed.

With a teacup in his hand, he watched as he sorted out the books.

After watching for a while, Bian Cong seemed to have no intention of chatting, Fu Chenyan was bored by himself, and looked around.

His room was still the same, Fu Chenyan looked around, and suddenly saw his bedside, there seemed to be a photo.

Fu Chenyan walked over, staring at the photo he had pasted on the bedside. He knew this face better than anyone else, because it was himself.

It's the stolen photo.

Fu Chenyan's heart beat faster for a moment, he slowly reached out and took down the photo.

I haven't heard a sound for a long time. Just as I was about to turn around to see what Fu Chenyan was doing, I saw him holding the photo on the bedside.

Bian Cong's heart was beating like thunder, he yelled to stay still, then flew over, snatched the photo from Fu Chenyan's hand, and hid it under the pillow.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Bian never dared to raise his head, he was so embarrassed that he just wanted to get under the bed.

"Bian Cong," Fu Chenyan said with a smile in his voice, "Now you can express your opinion."

Bian Cong smiled dryly, slowly raised his head, and said, "Listen to my explanation."

Fu Chenyan crossed his arms and looked at him with a rare lazy attitude, "Well, tell me."

"This one,"

If there is a mirror now, Bian Cong can definitely see that his current expression must be uglier than crying. Although he really wants to smile now, he just wants to cry.

"Fu Chenyan," Bian Cong smiled slightly, "Do you believe in aliens?"

Fu Chenyan smiled, "Huh?"

"That's right, it's quite strange to say that this photo came to my bedside without knowing what happened. It's strange, I don't know what happened at all, but I suddenly found it one morning. I think it was probably sent by aliens.”

Fu Chenyan suppressed a smile: "Why did the aliens send you my photo?"

"I-I don't know either, but, maybe it's because you're handsome, yes! You're handsome! You're good-looking!"

"Then how did he send it here? Flying? Running? Or jumping?"

"...Fly, fly, maybe take a UFO?"

Fu Chenyan was smiling, "Well, UFO."

Bian Cong pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly, "Ha, ha, it's quite, quite amazing, right?"

"Well," Fu Chenyan nodded, "It's amazing."

Bian Cong didn't want to stay in this awkward place for a second, he wanted to leave, "Then what, are you hungry? Shall we go eat first?"

"You don't need to go out," Fu Chenyan said, "Can the aliens send food here like sending photos?"

Bian Cong: "..."

Bian Cong wanted to jump off the building, he felt that the only way to get rid of embarrassment and get rid of Fu Chenyan was to die.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

In the end, it was Fu Chenyan who broke the silence. He softly called Bian Cong's name, then looked at him and said, "Bian Cong, may I think that you did this because you like me too?"

These words struck Bian Cong's heart like a thunderbolt.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Fu Chenyan. Reason told him that he should resolutely deny it now, but his brain couldn't control it, and he kept picking out words.

"Yeah," Bian Cong asked, "Why did you say that?"

"Because..." Fu Chenyan paused, "I'll tell you after the college entrance examination."

This matter is considered to be over, although it is very, very embarrassing, so embarrassing that I don't want to see Fu Chenyan again in this life, but when the college entrance examination is so tense, this embarrassment disappeared.

The countdown to the college entrance examination on the wall finally became zero, and the annual college entrance examination is here.

On the day of the exam, Song Wan and Dad Bian made a special trip to pick him up and drop him off to school, and they also kept saying before the exam that there should be no pressure, just do your best, you will always be the pride of your parents.

The exam room for this exam is arranged in their own school, and their school is mainly responsible for the liberal arts exam room.

Bian Cong was arranged in an examination room on the second floor of the high school, and Fu Chenyan was on the third floor of the high school. The two were far apart, and Bian Cong was still on the highest floor.

In the first language test, Bian Cong was queuing outside the classroom when he was suddenly pulled away.

Startled, Bian Cong looked back and found that it was Fu Chenyan.

"Why are you here?!" Bian Cong was surprised.

Fu Chenyan pulled him to the nearest restroom, and only said a short sentence, he said: "Come on for the exam, wait for me at the old place after the exam, you have something to say."

Bian Cong Leng Leng nodded, saying yes.

The two days of the college entrance examination passed very quickly. With the final bell ringing, the high school career has come to an end. No matter whether the past three years have been perfect or not, at this moment, they will be included in the memory book of youth together.

This is the end of my high school career.

On the afternoon of the college entrance examination, Bian never felt as excited as he imagined. He didn’t have to write test papers, stay up late, and get up early and late to go to and from school. He didn’t have to do the things he hated the most, but he couldn’t be happy. Not happy at all.

He may never see Fu Chenyan again in the future, and he may not be at the same table with him in the future.

Thinking of these, I feel a little sour.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was really feeling sorry for Fu Chenyan now.

Fu Chenyan made an appointment to meet at the old place, which was the bench in front of Erhei's nest.

The sun sets and the night comes. Tonight is destined to have carnival and tears.

Tonight is a night of farewell and a night of confession.

When Bian Cong arrived, Fu Chenyan had already arrived, and he was still sitting on the bench as before, with a straight body.

Bian Cong twitched the corner of his mouth, but couldn't laugh.

"It's so early?" He pretended to be relaxed.

Fu Chenyan hummed and said nothing.

Bian never wanted to speak, but there were too many words to talk about.

After a long silence, Fu Chenyan said, "Bian Cong, we have graduated."

"Yes," Bian Cong smiled, "Graduated."

"Then you will keep what you promised me."

Bian never understood why, and asked, "What?"

"Bian Cong," Fu Chenyan looked at him suddenly, and said solemnly, "Please listen carefully to what I'm going to say."

He was so serious that Bian never panicked for no reason: "You, you say."

Fu Chenyan was beating drums in his heart, but he tried his best to say in a calm tone: "Bian Cong, this is the first time I have said such a thing since I grew up, and it may be the last time, so whether you accept it or not, And please listen carefully."

After a pause, he went on to say: "Since the front-end time, or a long time ago, every time I see you and think of you, I will have an inexplicable feeling. This feeling is very strange. I have never experienced it before. , he made me panic, made me very uncomfortable."

Bian Cong blinked at him with a dazed expression, "Fu Chenyan, you, you won't be terminally ill, will you?"

"..."

"Forget it," Fu Chenyan sighed softly, and smiled helplessly, "You are relatively stupid, so you may not understand it, so you can just feel it."

After finishing speaking, Fu Chenyan grabbed Bian Cong's hand and pressed it to his heart. He looked at Bian Cong and said slowly: "Bian Cong, if heartbeat can't lie, then I think I should like you."

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The ending of the next chapter is Liao

I hate the two kids