Dad's Romance

On the first day of school, there seemed to be a big pot under the ground, which was so hot that the heat wave overwhelmed the sound of insects.

Lin Yuxian watched a movie all night the day before and didn't have time to take a shower. His unruly hair was greasy. Based on the principle of not embarrassing new classmates, he found a baseball cap from his mother's closet and put it on.

The hat is pressed into a flounder, has a flat brim, and is pink.

The large drawing board covers most of the body, and a small piece of white shorts is looming under the drawing board, revealing two thin legs with no meat, the floral socks are pulled to the ankles, and the whole person is not so airy except for the white sneakers.

After going out in the morning and asking for 500 yuan for living expenses, her mother Feng Qian's complaint went straight to the point: "Lin Yuxian, from behind, you look like a white-skinned Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle with no pants and no muscles."

She suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and said to Lin's father who was studying global current affairs: "How about choosing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles series for the new season's children's clothing, do you need authorization?"

After seeing his parents chatting enthusiastically about high-level topics such as contacting foreign animation copyrights, Lin Yuxian picked up a box of milk and slipped away.

Reporting in the morning, receiving textbooks, meal cards, and arranging seats, Lin Yuxian was sleepwalking the whole time. He was hit by the heat coming in from the window and fell asleep for three classes.

At lunch time, a big slap came over from behind.

The man's voice was exaggerated, "Lin Yuxian! Wake up! What kind of fate is this between us, we are in the same class in high school, I kicked you a few times just now, and you didn't react at all, it's not interesting."

Lin Yuxian raised his dentted face, not in high spirits, after being punched by a junior high school classmate, he even forgot his name.

"Small-eyed donkey." He nicknamed him on the spot, "Wait for me to sleep for a while, don't bother me..."

The movie had too much stamina, Lin Yuxian was fighting monsters in his dreams, his arm was crushed for hours, and it would suddenly go numb.

"Quick! Small-eyed donkey, stroke the flesh of the upper arm for me..." Lin Yuxian mouthed thickly.

The little-eyed donkey got his hands on it.

"Let me do the math." The little-eyed donkey rolled his eyes and changed his voice, and was a little absent-minded, "Today you will have a calamity in your life."

Lin Yuxian didn't lift his eyelids, half-closed his eyes, and muttered, "Are you here to borrow money from your young master Lin again?" He suddenly raised his head, and woke up eight minutes after a nap, "Your name is Cheng Feng, right! How the hell did I remember?" Yep, the three years of junior high school have paid me hundreds of dollars almost every month, hurry up! Pay back the money!"

He pinched his fingers, pretending to be doing arithmetic, "My college tuition is all on yours."

Although Cheng Feng was only a high school student, he developed his gills ahead of time, his round face squeezed his features together, his face was much white, and was filled with pimples. He glanced left and right, and mysteriously took it out of his trouser pocket. Out of a boxwood Pi Xun.

"Your seal is black, and the whites of your eyes...the whites of your eyes are bloody. These are all silent signals that the evil spirit is approaching. Do you still remember the unique technique passed down by our ancestors?"

Lin Yuxian stared at him like a fool.

Cheng Feng patted the table, spitting stars flew into Lin Yuxian's face, "Qimen divination, Ziwei Tarot, there is nothing my great-grandpa is good at. At the beginning, he relied on helping others to turn danger into good luck, attracting wealth and making treasures." , and was summoned by the Iron Hat King of Kunzhou!" He leaned closer to Lin Yuxian, "It is the great prince of the Qing Dynasty, you must know him."

Lin Yuxian didn't know him, but it didn't prevent him from becoming interested immediately. He picked up the rough-carved Pi Xun, rubbed his cuff to wipe his saliva, and asked, "Is it consecrated?"

Cheng Feng let out a "huh", "I opened it at the old man's house by the Buddha himself, without waxing, so the magic power is boundless."

These words sounded a little awkward, but Lin Yuxian swallowed them in, and the strength with which he touched Pixuan brought a little respect.

Indeed, from the moment I arrived at school, my eyelids have been twitching.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng pretended to bear the pain to give up his love, grinned his teeth and said: "It's not expensive, just 500 yuan, to keep you safe all your life, and to kill the devil."

"Tell me again what 'shame' is all about." Lin Yuxian's eyes lit up, and he took out his wallet.

Cheng Feng put his hand on his chin, touched the air beard, and said in a mysterious voice, "This is a secret that must not be revealed."

"Okay, pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with one hand." Lin Yuxian felt a little disrespectful, so he changed his words and said, "I mean, pay the gods."

Jiang Yi took Han Ke out at noon and packed a bunch of daily necessities himself, with a newly bought washbasin under his arm.According to the admissions teacher at No. 22 Middle School, for unplanned students like Jiang Wei, the procedures are cumbersome, and it is best to avoid the busy morning.

He found a noodle restaurant in the alley in front of the school, and said a little guiltyly: "I can't help you with living on campus, but if you're not used to living here, just tell Dad and I'll take you home right away."

Han Ke was still a little unfamiliar with the word "Dad".

He lit the noodle soup near his mouth with a paper towel, and said yes, putting Jiang Yi's heart in his stomach a little bit.

The gate of No. 22 Middle School is a bit worn out, and the school is small, so you can see the bottom at a glance. The only main road is lined with sparse sycamore trees, and the light spots pass through these trees, drawing ghostly shadows on the ground.

Han Ke said goodbye to Jiang Yi, and turned around and entered the school with a sigh of relief.

An evil star, it's better to stay away from him.

The head teacher, Mr. Li, wore a golden frame and looked gentle and demure. After taking him through the formalities and settling in the accommodation, it happened to be the afternoon class time.

Seeing that Han Ke was reticent, he didn't say a word, and his body was a bit like a wooden board. Before entering the classroom, she specially eased his emotions, "Before the second year of high school, I will only study with these students for a year. Take it easy. .”

After entering the door, Han Ke followed her and stood on the podium. There was a rustling sound from the audience, and the female students were a little bit fried.

"It's too handsome, wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs..."

"Oh my God, why didn't he come earlier? Except for that one named Xian who is pretty eye-catching, the rest of our class can't be swallowed at all."

"The key thing is Xian, who has been sleeping, isn't it so pretty?"

"Be quiet." Teacher Li pushed the mirror frame, "I believe everyone is familiar with each other in the morning. This is our new classmate transferred from other places. His name is Jiang Wei. Welcome!"

Han Ke just wanted to correct her "it's not a transfer", but he was choked by a loud "I don't want to be a ghost" from the audience.

It's so fitting.

Teacher Li found that Little Red Riding Hood was still sleeping in the corner, and coughed lightly, "That classmate, it's time to wake up."

Cheng Feng threw an eraser at Lin Yuxian.

"Fuck, who the hell..." Lin Yuxian raised his head, dimly saw a thin white figure standing in front of the blackboard, seemed to have no legs, and said in panic, "Have you seen a ghost...is it really coming?"

The whole class burst into laughter.

Han Ke was stunned, looking blankly at the pink arhat fish in the corner, Xiao Wu also stood beside Lin Yuxian at some point, leaned over and kicked the drawing board standing by the table, "Cut, what kind of artist are you pretending to be. "

Han Ke's face was as white as paper, the corners of his mouth sank, and he raised his hand to make a "silence" gesture on his lips.

Lin Yuxian tilted his head and laughed out loud.

Fuck, this guy's brain is not very good.

Lin Yuxian couldn't hold back: "Master, are you not letting me speak?"

Han Ke and Xiao Wu froze at the same time, staring thoughtfully at the shadowed face under the brim of Lin Yuxian's hat, this arhat fish... why so much nonsense.

Han Ke was led by the class teacher to sit at Lin Yuxian's back table. The setting sun in the afternoon was falling on his rose-red hat, which was too dazzling. Teacher Li finally couldn't hold back, took off his hat, and suppressed his anger, "This classmate, The school has a rule that hats are not allowed indoors, and you cannot sleep in class."

As soon as the hat was taken off, the stench of oily head entered Han Ke's nose. He frowned and covered his mouth and nose.

Immediately, Lin Yuxian felt a little embarrassed. He got up straight from his seat, put his hand on his belly and said, "Teacher, I drank cold milk this morning, and I want to have diarrhea and can't sleep. Can I go to the toilet then?"

Before the head teacher could answer, he disappeared in a flash.

The teacher in charge shook his head, "These art students are undisciplined. They only reacted to the milk they drank in the morning."

When Lin Yuxian came back, he had already washed his hair with the bathroom faucet, and the wet hair was scattered on his cheeks. He came in through the back door of the classroom, and Han Ke was still wiping the table with a wet towel.

It's been... an hour.

Before class the next day, Cheng Feng ran to Lin Yuxian's side, and said with a smile, "Hey, something big happened last night."

Lin Yuxian's hair was blown fluffy, and he shook his pen, "If you fart, let it go."

"I heard from the students who lived in the school that your back desk went somewhere in the middle of the night and didn't return all night. You said..." He covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "He probably jumped over the wall and went out to play wild in the middle of the night. Bar."

Lin Yuxian was startled.

Is it so big to play on the first day of school?

After Han Ke entered in a cold light, Cheng Feng shrank back to his seat.

Lin Yuxian looked back at him, perhaps mistakenly thinking that after yesterday's greetings, he had become an "old iron", smiled sinisterly, and asked: "I heard that you jumped the wall in the middle of the night."

Han Ke sat down, wiped the table, his eyes were a little dark, "Where should I go?"

Lin Yuxian said with a "tsk": "Of course it's 'I'm not talking' at the school gate."

Han Ke choked.

He was surprised: "What did you say?"

"Drunk and rich, do you not understand Cantonese?!" Lin Yuxian asked in a serious manner, and the strangeness on his face increased.

"It's not too hot to talk about bad Cantonese."

"Tsk." Lin Yuxian poked his chin on the table, and his gaze swept from Han Ke's cropped hair to the bridge of his nose that was illuminated by the light, "Do you want to tell me, did you play a new game recently? You take me to play it."

Han Ke was meeting his gaze, and only then did he see his face clearly. It was one of the best faces in the whole school. It was cold and well-boned, but this mouth...

Han Ke said lightly, "Do you live on campus?"

"Can't stop."

"Then how can I play with you?" Han Ke put down the wet wipe, took out the textbook from the belly of the table, and neatly arranged the signature pen.

"Are you inviting me to live on campus?" Lin Yuxian asked.

"roll."

Lin Yuxian dragged his chin with both hands, "Your name is Jiang Wei, isn't it, which word? Do you do whatever you want?"

"Three-dimensional."

"Why do you ask me about my measurements..." Lin Yuxian flinched back.

"..."

"My name is Lin Yuxian. There are birds in the forest. He is very virtuous. Come and shake my hand." His fingertips almost touched Han Ke's nostrils.

"It's very busy. I call you Lin very busy. You don't mind."

Lin Yuxian made a hoarse voice, "I'm not salty, you can try it by licking it."

"..."

The bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth.

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