to imply

Fang Zhi used his toes to figure out who posted the photos, and sure enough, he only used the first word of intimidation, and Jiang An recruited everything.

"Yes, I did send the photo, but I'm sharing it with everyone!" Jiang An obsequiously stood behind Fang Zhi and rubbed his shoulders, trying to ease the coldness on Brother Fang's face in this way. Human expression, "Don't be angry, don't be angry... I ordered fried chicken, please eat."

Xu Xie persuaded him to give up this idea: "Your brother Fang made you angry with mouth ulcers last night, and now you can't eat anything."

As soon as Fang Zhi mentioned last night, he thought of Lin Yufeng, that unreliable person, sending him a photo was not enough, he also sent a copy of the same teasing to Xu Xie.

At that time, Xu Xie held up his mobile phone and showed him the magnified "wedding photo" with a serious smile: "Brother Fang, do you think we are really a good match like this? Hey, let me tell you Why don't you two make do with it? Anyway, you've experienced cohabitation, haven't you?"

And myself, with a thin skin, couldn't stand being teased like this for a few words, said "get out" and hurried into the bathroom to hide.

Thinking of this, the shame and anger from last night came back, and Jiang An, who was the culprit, naturally became the target of Mr. Fang to vent.He shrugged his shoulders, shook off Jiang An's hand on his shoulder, and chased him away with disgust: "Take your takeaway."

"Okay!" Jiang An responded, and dragged Chen Mushu to the door, but just as he walked out, he turned back and pointed to Fang Zhi, "Brother Fang, someone is looking for you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a girl's head poked in from the door.

Fang Zhi and Xu Xie looked at each other, stood up and walked out the door.

As soon as he went out, Fang Zhi was startled by a group of girls lined up.

And standing at the front of the crowd was the girl who just probed.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, she put her hands behind her back and hid something, looking at Fang Zhi's face hesitant to speak.

...an ominous premonition.

Xu Xie was absent-minded when writing the test paper, and all his attention was on the corridor outside the classroom separated by a wall.

Fang Zhi has been out for 5 minutes.

Now it was the end of lunch time, people came back to the classroom one after another, the noisy and messy footsteps and discussions intertwined into chaos, hiding Fang Zhi's voice.

Jiang An and Chen Mushu had already finished taking out the food and came back.Two people leaned head to head on a table, gossiping excitedly while eating fried chicken.

"Did you see it just now? A bunch of girls are surrounding my Brother Fang... Tsk tsk tsk, when will I be so popular."

"Let's reopen it." Chen Mushu said, "Compared to Brother Fang's level, you are far behind in terms of hardware."

"I admit it, Brother Fang is really handsome." Jiang An nodded in agreement, then turned to put on a mean expression, "Hey, did you just see where the girl took Brother Fang? We want don't want……"

"Kla--"

The sound of a chair being pulled away.

The two people who were still gossiping looked over with their greasy hands, and saw Xu Xie stand up from his seat with his head down, then paused for a moment, then suddenly rushed out of the classroom, and disappeared in an instant.

After rushing all the way to Wutong Avenue, facing the bustling crowd, Xu Xie realized his impulsiveness belatedly.

... what is he doing now?

What are you doing now that you are ready not to speak your mind?

Xu Xie ran a little too fast, and stopped suddenly, the blood in his body was rushing and boiling, and the impact made him dizzy for a while.

In fact, he knew very well that his relationship with Fang Zhi was closer than anyone else, but he was also less qualified to be closer to him than anyone else.

Since he was ready to hide his liking for him as a secret and not tell him, then he had no reason to use this as an excuse to restrain Fang Zhi.

Who the young boy likes and who he likes should have nothing to do with him.

All my messy and inexplicable emotions should not be brought out to disturb him.

When Fang Zhi returned to the classroom with two lollipops, he didn't see Xu Xie.

"Where's Mr. Xu?" He pouted and pointed to the place where Xu Xie had been before.

"Go out for a while and come back." Chen Mushu replied while cleaning up the chicken bones on the table.That bastard in Jiang An didn't care about eating or taking anything. After eating the fried chicken, he shook his hands and went out to play basketball.

Fang Zhi didn't pay much attention to it, and after answering, he sat back on his seat and took a lollipop in his mouth, flipping through a set of test papers in his hand and coming out.

The lollipop was given by the girl just now.

The girl was shy, and confessed that she found a place where no one was around and brought a group of relatives and friends with her, making Fang Zhi at a loss.When she finally refused, the little girl insisted on stuffing a bag of snacks.Fang Zhi couldn't bear to see the girl holding up the bag and handing it to him as if she was about to cry, so he finally picked out two lollipops and brought them back.

Originally, he wanted to share a point with Xu Xie, but since he was not there, let it be.

Fang Zhi took a few bites of the candy and was about to remove the second one. When Chen Mushu came back after throwing out the trash, he saw the candy in his hand and raised his eyebrows at him gossipingly: "Girl gave it to you?"

"Otherwise?" Fang Zhi peeled off the candy wrapper, handed it to Chen Mushu, and politely said, "Do you want to eat?"

"What do I eat if the girl gives you?" Chen Mushu sat back on the chair, winking at Fang Zhi, "What does the girl want you to do?"

Fang Zhi took back the lollipop and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's just what you think."

"Damn it!" Chen Mushu immediately became excited, "Then you promise?"

Fang Zhi asked him back: "I don't know anyone, so what do you promise?"

"It's also..." Chen Mushu scratched his head, feeling a little emotional, "It means that my brother Fang has a good temper now, who would have dared to confess his love to you in the past, would be scared to death."

Fang Zhi bit the candy in his mouth, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "Before? I used to have a bad temper?"

Chen Mushu looked at Fang Zhilu pointing at his white sugar stick out of his mouth, and leaned back cowardly: "To state the facts, in all fairness, you can't sanction me."

Fang Zhi raised his tongue, and the sugar stick fell down, pointing to the ground.

Chen Mushu patted himself on the chest like the rest of his life after a catastrophe: "To be honest, Brother Fang, you used to have a really bad temper. You were lonely and proud, and you kept pulling your face every day. Everyone looked unhappy, and you were scary."

"It's not over yet, is it?"

Chen Mushu smiled "hehe": "Isn't it because you are different from before! You are so good and popular now."

Fang Zhi raised his candy stick again: "I was dead before?"

"It's not what it means, it's not what it means." Chen Mushu raised his hands in surrender, and was so frightened that he quickly turned around and pretended to be dead.

Without being disturbed by others, Fang Zhi pointed up and down with a small stick in his mouth. After finishing the reading comprehension and ancient poetry appreciation on the test paper, he turned to the composition side.

Li Bihuai often said that Fang Zhi's composition was too white.

"Brother Fang, what you write is a composition, not a thesis." Li Bihuai flicked Fang Zhi's rambling composition, wishing that his unenlightened head was under his hands, "I found that no matter what type of composition you write, Compositions have this problem, there is no emotion, and the words are too colloquial, and it reads very... plain. Do you understand?"

Fang Zhi didn't understand.He felt that there was nothing wrong with his composition, with clear logic and complete structure.

But after he expressed his opinion, Li Bihuai threw him a stack of sample essays backhanded.

He waved away people with a headache: "I'll tell you clearly, you want to take this kind of composition college entrance examination, and you can get a maximum of 35 points. So you can figure out what you plan to do."

Fang Zhi is now an aspiring young man with a goal. When he heard that he would be deducted so many points for a composition, he panicked instantly, and started to stay up late that night to read the materials given by Li Bihuai.

Xu Xie, who got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, was amazed by his diligence: "It's been a long time, I never thought that one day I would see Mr. Fang staying up late for Chinese."

Fang Zhi ignored him, covered his ears to block his harassment, and continued watching on his own.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Xu Xie laughed, then reached out and took the little boy's cold hand from his ear, and turned on the phone screen to show him the time: "I know Brother Fang is working hard, but it's already past two o'clock , doesn’t it smell good when you go to bed?”

The young boy vowed to work hard to the end, even if his hand was caught in Xu's warm palm, he tried his best to ignore it, and turned his attention back to the material.

Seeing that he didn't care about her, Xu Xie decided to take some extraordinary measures——

Unplug the lamp power cord.

When Fang Zhi saw "the hot air rolled out of his breath spraying on his neck", his eyes were plunged into darkness.

Then, the hand holding his hand moved—the fingers hooked slightly, and gently began to scratch his palm.

The sensitive soft flesh of the palm was numb from scratching, and it went numb along the blood all the way to the heart.

Fang Zhi always thought that Xu Xie's hands were beautiful, but he didn't realize his superficiality until now.

...Not only is it pretty, but it's also easy to touch.

After being scratched for a moment, Xu Xie made a new move.

In the darkness, the rustle of cloth rubbing against each other was particularly loud.Sitting stiffly on the chair, Fang Zhi felt that the voice was getting closer to him, and then, the bare skin on the back of his neck was keenly aware of a heat source, and it stopped only a finger away from him.

Then, Fang Zhi knew what kind of experience it was like to "spray the hot air rolled out of the breath on the neck".

He was blown away by Xu Xie's hot air, he quickly stood up straight, and shook off Xu Xie's hand to plug in the power cord of the desk lamp.

The not-so-bright light dimly illuminated a bright area, covering Xu Xie, who was bent over with a look of astonishment, and Fang Zhi, who was clutching the back of his neck and turning his head to stare.

...the scene is a little funny.

The two looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a long time, but it was Xu Xie who recovered first.He straightened up and explained: "I wanted to blow my breath to scare you, but I didn't expect you to react so strongly."

Fang Zhi felt that he was a little overwhelmed: "...you and I are the only ones in the dormitory, and you make such a big noise, who can scare you?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Xie was serious, accusing Fang Zhi expressionlessly: "I. You just stood up suddenly, and you almost scared me away."

Fang Zhi: "..."

Do it yourself.

Thanks to Xu Xie, Fang Zhi completely memorized the phrase "the hot air rolled out of his breath is sprayed on his neck", and at the same time he never read the composition about carrying his younger brother who suddenly had a fever to the hospital.

His mind wandered for a while and then came back. Fang Zhi tapped on the proposition of the composition on the test paper with the tip of his pen - special classmates.

...that's so good to write.

This is not a propositional composition, it is simply a specific composition.After all, for Fang Zhi, apart from Xu Xie, no one else would be that "special".

The author has something to say:

Ahhhhhhhhhh!Sorry everyone!The author's manuscript has been sent out, so it may be interrupted for a few days... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!Boom~~ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3 (I'm sorry everyone [bow.jpg])