Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

The two of them were only a few steps away, and Xiang Kongshan didn't even come out of the room, but Xiang Qingzhu felt for the first time that the distance between her and her brother was so far that she couldn't clearly see the other's expression at this time.

But for no reason, she just knew that Xiang Kongshan was sad.

So she thought again: What are you doing?

Xiang Kongshan has long been guilty enough. As a younger sister, she took advantage of her ability to talk back and condescendingly questioned and criticized the closest person in the world. Apart from exacerbating the pain and internal friction between the two, what other purpose could it serve?

"Brother," Xiang Qingzhu forced a smile in the almost dead silence, and said again, "Just pretend I didn't—"

Just pretend I didn't ask and didn't say anything.

Her voice and Xiang Kongshan's voice suddenly overlapped. The brother and sister even opened their mouths in tacit understanding. It was: "Little boy, I'm sorry."

So she stopped, and slowly opened her eyes wide in disbelief. After a while, tears slid down silently.

In the haze, Xiang Qingzhu saw that Xiang Kongshan seemed to sigh, and walked over again, took out a tissue to wipe her tears, without any impatience, as if she was still two or three years old, a little one, where is Xiang Kongshan? They all lead her, and as long as she sheds a tear, she will be picked up by the person in front of her and coaxed to call her Xiaoguai, and she will even go around in circles.

"Why are you crying?" Xiang Kongshan bent down helplessly, with his hands on his knees, under the warm orange light, his eyes were soft and warm dark brown, "I figured it out, isn't this a good thing?" ?”

Xiang Qingzhu grabbed his arm, hiccupped loudly, and said with a sob, "Mmm...it's a good thing."

But why can't I stop crying?

My sister had tears in her eyes, and suddenly remembered: When I was in the first grade of junior high school, there was a boy in the class with delicate and fair skin, and a shy and docile personality, who didn’t even dare to speak loudly; When I came back, I lay down on the table and cried.A few days later, someone in the class spread rumors everywhere, saying that he was a little bitch, a perverted homosexual who liked boys.

After that, she seemed to never see him again.

Xiang Qingzhu was ignorant at that time, but now she thinks: Her brother is going to go on this road too.

But Xiang Kongshan is so good, with top-notch academic performance and appearance, there is no reason to accept such accusations, liking anyone is justified, and he shouldn't and can't be labeled as such.

"Brother," she was a little sleepy from crying, and the folds of her eyelids became wider, but she still held on to Xiang Kongshan's sleeves, and said softly like she did when she was a child, "but it's hard work."

Xiang Kongshan laughed and asked her deliberately: "How hard is it? Is it harder than when I was a child holding you and coaxing you to sleep?"

Xiang Qingzhu was already very sleepy. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes slowly, laughed along with him, and said in a low voice, "That's probably not the case."

Her head nodded, and she was about to fall asleep. She stood up with the help of a familiar hand while she was half asleep, and then she touched the hot blanket, and buried her whole body comfortably, only revealing a pair of crying red eyes. ;Before the consciousness was completely wiped out, he said in a sleepy voice: "But I will always stand by your side."

There is no way, as a younger sister, you have to be loyal, she naturally thought in her dream.

Xiang Qingzhu was fast asleep, and she was crying sadly before going to bed, but she was smacking her lips in her dream, as if something good had happened.Xiang Kongshan tucked up the quilt for her, put the erhu on the side into the piano bag, and then gently closed the door and went out; when she turned around, she saw the lights on downstairs, Qiu Yuqing came back, was standing Drink water at the dinner table.

The mother and son looked at each other from a distance, Qiu Yuqing looked at the room behind him, and asked in a low voice, "Is my darling asleep?"

"Sleeping." Xiang Kongshan paused, not really wanting to hide it, so he said, "I cried a lot before going to bed, and my eyes will probably be swollen when I get up early tomorrow. I will cook a hot egg and put it in the refrigerator for tomorrow morning." Get up and tell her to apply."

"I don't need you, I'll cook in a while."

The old mother didn't miss any opportunity to show off her cooking skills, and she didn't bother to find out what the two of them were doing. She walked into the kitchen, leaned on the railing towards the empty mountain, followed her closely, and suddenly shouted: "mom."

"Ok?"

"...It's okay, I'm just calling you."

"The longer you grow, the more childish you become."

Qiu Yuqing wanted to turn her head and scold him, but her eyes fell on her son, and she suddenly fell silent: Xiang Kongshan's half face was shrouded in shadow, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, but his whole body seemed to be covered in unreasonable sorrow, as if he had fallen asleep overnight. Time has grown a lot out of thin air.Calling her a mother, she couldn't open her mouth no matter what, her mouth was hanging empty, and it took a long time before she reproached and said: "Okay, don't act like a baby, you should go to sleep."

"Order."

Xiang Kongshan didn't stay any longer, turned around and entered the room; Qiu Yuqing was still in a daze, and almost forgot to cook the eggs.

The clock in the living room struck the hour, and with a beep, she woke up like a dream. She stood in front of the pot worriedly, waiting for the water to boil, and took out her mobile phone. The latest search record in the browser was:

The son wants to be 0, what should a parent do?

Xiang Ma blankly skipped all the posts about howling and crying, and clicked on the one she hadn't finished reading, and continued to read it attentively. She didn't take her work seriously, but as she watched, her brows gradually frowned. , couldn't help but use my newly registered account to post the first comment:

It is good to have both sons and daughters: [Parents, I would like to ask humbly, is there any other factors besides appearance and personality characteristics that can help judge whether the son is 0 or not? ]

There are quite a lot of people active in this messy post, and after a while, someone replied to her: [Seven points depend on characteristics and three points depend on feeling.Although we all know that stereotypes should not exist, we still need to pay more attention to those who are white and shy. ps: My son just told me that if he wears white socks and likes to take selfies, he should pay more attention. ]

Ms. Qiu frowned even deeper, and she asked: "Does it have to be like this?Then my son is 1.8 meters eight, and he is not shy at all. If he freezes to death in the cold, he can't be a zero? ]

The user named "Wandering all over the ground" continued to reply: [Are you sure he is really 0?Parent, maybe you made a mistake, and your son may also be a 1. ]

Before Qiu Yuqing could reply, the other party sent another message: [Is it really 1.8 meters eight? My son said just now that he wanted to meet your son. ]

"..."

Now Ms. Qiu was holding the phone, genuinely puzzled, and she replied: [Net height 188.3.It may be inconvenient to know, mainly because I dare not speak out directly, for fear of irritating him, can you ask your son to tell me directly?I'm really distressed. I'm only a sophomore in high school, and I like to wear white silk to take pictures. Does this fit the characteristics your son just mentioned? ]

The other party didn't reply for a long time, Qiu Yuqing put the eggs out of the pot, clicked on the person's homepage, and found that the other party had blocked her.

Strange, isn't this a good chat?she thought.

Xiang Kongshan couldn't have imagined that he only realized that he seemed to be gay, and that his mother had already finalized his model without authorization; at this time, he was clutching his hot phone, flipping through the chat records with Yu Yehao , and look at the big and small ones differently, like a handsome psycho with a love head.

Behind every message is hidden Yu Yehao's cuteness and his bastard, and even tonight, he is still absurdly thinking about a piece of Yu Yehao's unwillingness to show Xiang Kongshan but willing to send it to Zhu Qingqing. Test papers and eat unknowing jealousy.No matter how slow his reaction was, until then he still deluded himself to think: It doesn't matter, he will never be sober and hit the south wall.

Damn it, the south wall was almost smashed by his iron head.

The screen of the mobile phone was almost sparked by him. He used to think it was sweet when he saw it, but now that he saw it again, he only felt it was even sweeter.Like honey, it made him feel shy for a while, and then thought itchy: Yu Ye is such a kid, why is he so good at falling in love, ah?

But after reading it, he also finished thumping, he sat on the chair, stopped, and after a while, he raised his hand and gave himself two slaps.

When Xiang Qingzhu answered the phone for him, the two big slaps he wanted to slap were realized in another way at this time. He beat himself with emotion, like self-torture, and refused to show mercy at all.The faces on both sides of the slap were hot, and there must be clear palm prints without looking. The instigator seemed to be unaware of the pain, staring at the blacked-out mobile phone screen, how sweet it was just now, and how painful it is now.

Xiang Kongshan thought: He was wrong, he really knew he was wrong.

From the very beginning, he should have explained clearly with Yu Yehao that this misunderstanding should not be allowed to continue, nor should he fabricate such a false identity in exchange for the other party's sympathy and affection.

So what is true?Is it true that I really like it or feel pity?

He doesn't understand, he still doesn't understand until now, he told Kongshan many lies, sincerity and lies were intertwined, and finally got retribution, he couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood; but the only thing he knew was that he was no longer satisfied with Just be Yu Ye's good mobile phone lover.

Well, there are many sides, cute, angry, and proud. He doesn't want to use Zhu Qingqing's eyes to see through the phone screen. He wants to stand in front of him, looking at it as Xiang Kongshan.

But what to say?If he said it, would Yu Yehao forgive him?

At this midnight, Xiang Kongshan finally realized in despair: the erroneous fate between him and Yu Yehao was originally a proposition that could not be traced back to the source and re-assumed.If it really went back to the very beginning, Yu Ye had mistakenly added him as a friend, and the two of them had explained everything clearly, then there would not have been such a bad relationship later; Engineering, looking carefully, only to find that the foundation was built by concealment and deceit.

His eyes were gray, and he covered his eyes with his hands, and let out a long, long sigh.

The author has something to say:

Xiang Kongshan is too miserable, I won't talk about it today