Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

Recently busy with reviewing, Shen Changtang hasn't danced for a long time.

Shen Changtang readily accepted the invitation to participate in the school's anniversary dance program.

The third year of high school didn't arrange the seats for the auditorium, and they huddled together in the team of the first year of high school students to fish in troubled waters to watch the performance. After Shen Changtang gracefully bent over to take the curtain call, the three of them got up and walked backstage.

Shen Changtang only put on a school uniform jacket and was taking off the makeup on his face.

He moved roughly and clumsily, got up after messing around a few times, just bumped into the senior who came in with flowers.

Shen Changtang was a little taken aback, seeing his gentle expression, he stuffed the flowers into his arms.

"Why, don't you remember me?"

It was the cello-playing senior who said he was going to Beijing to wait for him last time.

After he graduated, the senior had chatted with Shen Changtang a few times, probably because he was afraid of delaying Shen Changtang's review, so the number of times was not many.

Shen Changtang hooked his lips and said, "Why do you have to go back to school?"

He chose a bouquet of red roses, and holding them in his arms was exaggerated. Shen Changtang leaned over and put the flowers on the table. The senior said, "I heard that you have a performance today, so I came back to watch it."

Shen Changtang turned his head to look at him, his tone was jokingly relaxed, and he changed the subject and said, "Don't you have many college classes?"

The senior studied at the National People's Congress, and was mentioned by Shen Changtang and his teacher several times, and he could be regarded as an outstanding graduate.

"It's okay. How about you? How's your study going?"

"Very good." Shen Changtang said.

The senior took a look at his unfinished clothes and asked, "Is there anything to do later? Can you walk around the school with me?"

Shen Changtang paused, glanced at the figure at the door from the corner of his eye, and said, "I have to change clothes first."

The senior nodded: "Then I'll wait for you here."

When Shen Changtang came out, Zhou Yiyuan and the others at the door had disappeared.He looked as usual, put the dance clothes into the clothes bag, and said to the senior: "I'm going back to the classroom."

"Then I'll take you there." The senior followed suit, reaching out to pick up the bag in Shen Changtang's hand.

"It's okay, I can mention it myself."

The performance wasn't over yet, and the road leading to the classroom was quiet at the moment, with only a few dim lights on.

The two walked side by side for a while, the senior first broke the silence and asked, "Your target school is Beiwu, right?"

Shen Changtang nodded, and said, "I went to participate in single moves before."

"I'm quite envious of you. You can always insist on doing what you want to do." I don't know if it's because of going to university, but he seems to be a little more mature than before, and his youthful spirit has receded a lot.

"The National People's Congress is also very good."

If he had been insisting on playing the cello, he should have taken a completely different path by now.

The quiet and familiar environment can easily make people excited. The senior looked at Shen Changtang in front of him, and the light of the street lamp fell on his shoulders. His back was always straight, and because he was thin, he looked a little thin. The school uniform jacket looks a bit loose.

He suddenly remembered the first time he met Shen Changtang in the sophomore year of high school. The clean and beautiful elementary school boy bent his lips and looked at him, softly calling him senior.

The senior was silent for a while, they had already walked to the basketball court, and not far away was the brightly lit senior three teaching building, the senior stopped and handed Shen Changtang the flowers that he didn't take.

"Send it to you, you take it back."

Shen Changtang stopped and looked at him seriously.

"If it's a blessing from the senior to the junior, then I accept it. If it means something else, then I may not accept it."

The senior was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, and said, "I was too offended, it's normal that I can't accept this."

Shen Changtang smiled lightly, and said, "No, it's because I already have a boyfriend, and it took me a long time to catch up."

A look of astonishment flashed across the senior's face, he couldn't tell whether it was because of "boyfriend" or because of "chasing for a long time", he waited for a long time before saying hello.

Shen Changtang returned to the classroom with his bag in hand. There was always some noise in the classroom of the third year of high school. He greeted Fu Sinan on the podium, and then looked up at the empty seats.

"Haven't they come back at Fushi?"

Fu Sinan said, "Aren't you with them?"

Shen Changtang frowned slightly, and quickly reacted, saying: "I thought they came back by themselves, and they were probably still watching. I'll go and call them back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fu Sinan's answer, Shen Changtang turned his head and left the classroom.

Shen Changtang called Fu Shi, but no one answered, so he called Zhou Yiyuan again.

Didn't even answer.

Only Zhuang Cheng answered his call.

"Where have you been?"

"I went over the wall to eat barbecue." Zhuang Cheng glanced at Fu Shi who was trying his best to persuade Zhou Yiyuan to have a taste of beer, and said, "Can you come out?"

"Why did you run out without telling me?" Shen Changtang complained angrily as he walked towards the school gate.

"It's at the back door of the school. Just come here when you come out." Zhuang Cheng said.

Shen Changtang said hello, and when he hurried to the barbecue stand, Zhou Yiyuan had already downed two bottles of beer. Fu Shi held up the glass of beer that had just been filled, dancing and talking, and he put his hand on Zhou Yiyuan's shoulder, looking The appearance of a close brother: "Yiyuan, this wine can relieve a thousand worries, you have another drink, and I guarantee you will forget about Shen Changtang's heartless brat."

Shen Changtang walked over lightly, and suddenly reached out to pinch Fu Shi's ear: "Little brat?"

Fu Shi immediately turned his head and cursed in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Shen Changtang let go of his ears and looked at Zhou Yiyuan.

This person's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes looked as if they had been coated with a layer of moist water. He squinted slightly, looking at himself with some difficulty.

"How much did he drink?" Shen Changtang asked.

Zhuang Cheng took out the four empty beer bottles under the table: "They are half of each other."

Shen Changtang pressed Zhou Yiyuan's hot cheek with his slightly cool palm, and complained, "Why don't you stop me?"

Zhuang Cheng was very interested and said, "I've never seen Zhou Yiyuan drink alcohol, it's quite novel."

Shen Changtang scolded Zhuang Cheng in a low voice, the hand covering Zhou Yiyuan's face was already caught by him, Shen Changtang asked him: "Zhou Yiyuan, are you drunk?"

Zhou Yiyuan blinked his eyes lightly, his bright eyes seemed to be modified with a more pure light, and he looked at Shen Changtang innocently.

Shen Changtang's hair softened when he saw it, and he kneaded his fingers gently in his palm.

"You can get drunk with beer."

Zhuang Cheng became the new target of Fu Shi's persuasion. Zhuang Cheng couldn't let him succeed. After holding Fu Shi up with his hands, he asked Shen Changtang, "Aren't you going back to study by yourself at night? I'll take him away. "

Shen Changtang nodded, and said, "I'll tell his mother later that he's going to live at my house, so don't reveal it."

"Understood." After finishing speaking, Zhuang Cheng pushed the head of Fu Shi who was lying on his neck begging for a kiss, and warned, "Be quiet."

Fu Shi bit his hand hard, and cursed word by word: "Your mother is fierce."

Zhuang Cheng said leisurely: "Don't kill my mother, but my wife."

Shen Changtang sat with Zhou Yiyuan at the barbecue booth for a while, but he still looked blank, so Shen Changtang had no choice but to get up and take him home.

"Can you still walk by yourself?"

Zhou Yiyuan was pulled up by him, walked slowly, and let Shen Changtang lead him to the house.

There are occasional passers-by on the quiet street, Zhou Yiyuan seems to be the same as usual except for a little flush on his cheeks, his palms are hot, he is led into the gate of the community, Shen Changtang finds a small path to go around his house, and walks to the street light At the dim wooden chair, he stopped and asked, "Will you be scolded when you go back after drinking?"

Zhou Yiyuan's eyes sparkled, and he said coldly, "I'm not drunk. I can."

Shen Changtang was startled for a moment before realizing that he was answering the question he had just asked at the barbecue stand.

He couldn't help laughing, and pulled Zhou Yi away.

"Zhou Yiyuan, you are so stupid."

"Why are you drinking today—"

Zhou Yiyuan's eyes moved slightly, he leaned forward quickly, and put his lips against Shen Changtang's lower lip.

Before the person whose kiss was stolen could react, he was swallowed by the smell of alcohol between Zhou Yiyuan's lips and teeth.The soft tongue intertwined and lingered in the ambiguous sound of water, Zhou Yiyuan held Shen Changtang's face with one hand, and the movement under his lips was affectionate and gentle.

After the kiss, Shen Changtang's lips turned bright red, and he lightly smiled against Zhou Yiyuan's forehead: "You must not be drunk."

Drunk is more kissable than not drunk.

Zhou Yiyuan rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and said, "I won't be scolded."

Shen Changtang: "..."

Zhou Yiyuan still had a serious expression on his face, and he said, "Not stupid."

Shen Changtang pecked the corner of his lips.

Zhou Yiyuan frowned slightly, as if thinking about it.He allowed Shen Changtang to kiss for a long time before slowly answering the last question.

"Jealous."