I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

Zhuang Wenyao straightened his face: "Xiaochen, you called me out just to say this? This joke is not funny at all..."

"It's not a joke, I'm serious!" As soon as Xing Xiaochen uttered the most difficult words, Xing Xiaochen poured out his inner thoughts, "Senior, before I came to No. [-] Middle School, I saw the promotional video you made. When I was young, I fell in love with you! It was love at first sight... By the grace of God, I was admitted to the aviation class of the No. [-] Middle School. After meeting the senior, I realized that you are more handsome and outstanding than the one in the promotional video... I really like you, not kidding! Senior, can you let me be your boyfriend? I want...I want to be with you!"

Zhuang Wenyao was dumbfounded.

Why is this world so ridiculous!

He was so flustered that he used a set of words to avoid the important and ignore the important: "Xiaochen, I understand what you think. You have just entered high school, so it is easy to have some admiration or dependence on your seniors. I was the same at that time, The senior who is very fond of me...but this is different..."

"No!" Xing Xiaochen shook his head desperately, "I can tell the difference between admiration and liking! As I said, I liked you before I came to No. [-] Middle School! Your appearance in the promotional video is exactly what I dreamed of Even now that you have become my senior, I still admire and like you very much, but I don’t want to rely too much on you, but I want to be an excellent person like you! Senior, I like you!"

"..." Zhuang Wenyao couldn't say a word, and he didn't even know how to manage his expressions, his expression was gloomy.

He was very shocked, even a little admired: how could he say these four words so easily!

He Zhuang Wenyao and Lu Zhiheng had been in love for ten years, and he didn't dare to say "like", accidentally slipped his mouth, and he had to find a way to cover up the past in order to maintain the current relationship.

But he, Xing Xiaochen, and Mu Mian, they have only known each other for a long time, so why would they confess their love so easily!

He really couldn't understand this kind of courage that came from nowhere.

Xing Xiaochen obviously misunderstood Zhuang Wenyao's emotions and asked, "Senior, do you discriminate against homosexuals?"

"No!" Zhuang Wenyao immediately retorted, "What era is it now, how could I discriminate against..."

As one of the special groups who like the same sex, Xing Xiaochen's feelings are obviously fragile and sensitive, and he is very concerned about Zhuang Wenyao's attitude: "That means I am not good enough? You don't like me..."

"No!" Zhuang Wenyao quickly denied, "You are very good, excellent and hardworking. I have always liked you...ah no, I really appreciate you! But this does not mean...it does not mean..."

"I understand," Xing Xiaochen suddenly raised his head, and mustered up the courage to take a step towards him, "Senior, you have never liked or dated the same sex, so you are not used to it, right?"

"..." I can only agree with the second half of this sentence!

"Senior, you can try something you haven't done before! Actually..."

Just as Zhuang Wenyao was hesitating about how to answer, Xing Xiaochen suddenly took another step closer to him, throwing away all nervousness, worries and worries, and said desperately, "I am willing to give you a try!"

Zhuang Wenyao didn't understand what he meant, and was momentarily stunned: "Huh?"

What is "give me a try"?

Xing Xiaochen's face was so red that it couldn't be redder, and he no longer had the courage to repeat what he said just now.

Zhuang Wenyao suddenly thought of something, and then had strong doubts about what happened in front of him:

No, it's not true, it must not be what I think it is!

"Xing Xiaochen!"

He yelled loudly, causing Xing Xiaochen to shudder like a conditioned reflex, stand upright with his chest raised and his head raised.

"I don't have any prejudice against homosexuality, but this does not mean that I will encourage this bad atmosphere to spread in our collective." Zhuang Wenyao's expression is as serious as when he is standing in a military posture, and he has completely lost the sunshine when he is with friends in private Lively, said in a deep voice, "I don't care who you are influenced by, you should always stick to your principles and know what to do and what not to do. Only when you know how to love yourself can you be able to love others. I say That's all, now please go back to your dormitory immediately, clean up your housework, go to bed early, and stop thinking about it! This is an order!"

The last thing Zhuang Wenyao wanted to do was to use his status as a senior to oppress him, and felt that this would be a very stupid behavior under any circumstances.But Xing Xiaochen's obsession is too deep, and his offensive is almost "stalking".Zhuang Wenyao, a rookie in emotion, how could he think of another way?

Xing Xiaochen's eyes began to turn red: "Senior... why don't you think about it again?"

He has been silently fond of Zhuang Wenyao since a very early age, but he never intends to confess his love, but regards him as the direction and belief of his efforts to pursue and look up to.

But today, Zhuang Wenyao's performance on the court was too dazzling, and in Xing Xiaochen's eyes, it was even more radiant, which made him miss it all night.So, under the influence of hormones, I made this impulsive decision.

He is very clear that this step of confession is dangerous and unknown, and there is no turning back.With this step, if you succeed, your merits and virtues will be complete, and if you fail, you will be in the abyss.

He was prepared to face the worst outcome, but he still wanted to fight for it. After all, in his cognition, there was only a thin line between heaven and hell.

He didn't know that liking Zhuang Wenyao would not have any results at all.

"..." Zhuang Wenyao sighed in his heart.

Since the other party is so decisive, and doesn't turn back if he doesn't hit the south wall, then he can only be sober if he is equally decisive.

"Xiaochen, let me tell you the truth." Zhuang Wenyao controlled his tone, being as gentle and calm as possible, "I have a person who I have liked since I was a child. Until now, I still like him very much, even more than before ...do you understand what I mean?"

In fact, there is no need to control it deliberately. When he talks about that person, his expression and tone will soften, and he will even unconsciously reveal a smile, or a sense of happiness.

Although, his "like" for Lu Zhiheng from childhood to adulthood is not the same kind of "like", there are changes.But since it's all about him alone, isn't it right to say that?

Seeing Zhuang Wenyao's expression turn from cloudy to sunny, Xing Xiaochen was stunned: "Is the person the senior likes a boy or a girl?"

Zhuang Wenyao didn't intend to come out to him, firstly to avoid triggering unnecessary thoughts in him, and secondly, it was a kind of protection for himself and Lu Zhiheng.He was a little stern: "It's not important, the point is..."

"It's not me." Xing Xiaochen was extremely perceptive, and immediately understood the implication: he won't have any chance.

Xing Xiaochen quickly turned around and went upstairs, without knowing that the light was on, and just got into the dark corridor alone.

Zhuang Wenyao didn't walk away immediately, and stood there for a long while, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think about anything, but he felt melancholy, an indescribable feeling.

It wasn't until the light-off signal blew in the dormitory that Zhuang Wenyao suddenly came to his senses: Gan, I haven't taken a shower yet!

He rushed back to the dormitory as fast as he could, smeared and avoided the inspection of the uncle in charge of the dormitory, finished everything he had to do, and tiptoed into bed.

Too tired, too tired all day today.

Zhuang Wenyao's mind was in a tangle, but he couldn't resist the exhaustion of his body, and soon fell asleep.

……

As we all know, Zhuang Wenyao's work and rest has always been very regular, and he doesn't need to be supervised by others, at least the roommates in 311 know.

Therefore, the next morning, before the three of them finished their housework and were ready to have breakfast and go to the classroom, they saw that Zhuang Wenyao was still sleeping, and they were not too worried.

Zhang Yeran was the last one to go out, and quietly closed the door: "Brother Yao was tired from playing yesterday, maybe he wants to sleep a little longer, let's not bother you, let's go first!"

Zhang Rui and Zhu Finance: "Good!"

However, when Zhuang Wenyao's seat was still vacant 5 minutes before the morning reading, Zhang Yeran suddenly realized something was wrong, took the key and ran back to the dormitory to pick him up from the bed: "Brother Yao, what are you doing? No class La!"

Zhuang Wenyao was shaken awake by him in his dream, feeling very unreal.At this time, the bell for morning reading rang at the right time, and the dreamer finally realized that today Wednesday is English morning reading!And their Summer teacher is notoriously strict!

Zhuang Wenyao got up from the bed and put on his clothes: "Why didn't you call me!"

Zhang Yeran stuffed his schoolbag: "Isn't this here to call you?"

The two of them rushed to Lanyue Tower at lightning speed: "It's over—"

In the classroom, everyone hummed and read English aloud.

On the podium, Teacher Summer pointed at the two of them and lectured: "From the beginning of school to now, no one has ever been late in my morning reading! You two are the first."

Zhang Yeran quietly raised his little hand: "Teacher, the wrong sentence..."

"Shutup!" Teacher Summer was furious, "Is there any reason for you being late?"

"Report to the teacher, classmate Zhang Yeran is not late." Zhuang Wenyao said, "He has already arrived in the classroom, and he came late to call me back."

Teacher Summer glanced at him: "If you say it the other way around, I might still believe it."

"It's true!" Zhang Yeran didn't intend to explain at first, and it didn't matter if he was punished at the same table. Now that Zhuang Wenyao said it for him, he defended himself, "I arrived early! My roommate can give me Witness!"

Zhang Rui, who was sitting in the first row concentrating on reading English, was always paying attention to the situation of the three of them. At this moment, she raised her head from the book and nodded to Teacher Summer.

"..." Teacher Summer trusted Zhang Rui very much, so she stopped blaming Zhang Yeran, and instead pointed the finger at Zhuang Wenyao, "I didn't expect you to be late, class monitor? What did you do last night? I even forgot who you are!"

Zhuang Wenyao feels guilty: Since he was in high school, he has never been reprimanded by his teacher for being late for sleeping in.

Teacher Summer, speaking from the benefits of early reading to the importance of English, and "the bed is the grave of youth", announced the final judgment: "Okay, I won't say much, as long as you know it in your heart. Squad leader, the old rules, take the book and stand in the corridor to read. After morning reading, go to my office."

Zhuang Wenyao looked heavy, and saluted: "Yes!"

"Mr. Xia..." Zhang Yeran couldn't bear it, "Did you watch All-Star yesterday? Yao... the squad leader overslept because he beat too hard and was tired. You have a lot of adults. Forgive him this time..."

This sentence undoubtedly added fuel to the flames. Teacher Summer was furious: "My surname is Lin! If you intercede with him again, you will stand with him!"

Teacher Summer's Chinese name is Lin Wan, but because the name "Summer" is so popular in the hearts of the people, people call him "Mr. Xia".Zhang Yeran didn't pay attention to slipping his mouth this time.

"Wrong! Teacher Lin, Teacher Lin! I won't say anything, I'll go back and read aloud now!" Zhang Yeran repeatedly begged for forgiveness, and said to Zhuang Wenyao, "Then buddy, I'll be back first! We can't give away heads, right..."

Zhuang Wenyao smiled at him: "Go back, thank you brother."

Take the book and read aloud in the hallway.

Autumn is deep, and you can feel the coolness outside, seeping in through the camouflage uniform, making Zhuang Wenyao's arrector pili muscles and smooth muscles involuntarily contract.

He was reading aloud to drive away the coolness when the door of the opposite classroom suddenly opened.

In the design of Lanyue Building, the four classrooms face each other two by two, with those of the same level on one side, so the opposite of Class 1 of Senior Two is Class 1 of Senior One.

And at this moment, it happened to be Xing Xiaochen who came out of the opposite classroom.

He was holding a stack of homework in his arms and was about to send it to the teacher's office. When he saw Zhuang Wenyao standing in the corridor for punishment, he was taken aback for a moment.

Zhuang Wenyao stopped reading, and was about to force a wry smile at him, but Xing Xiaochen suddenly turned his head away from him, bit his lower lip, and ran away.

"..."

Zhuang Wenyao's heart was extremely heavy.

If Xing Xiaochen saw him in normal times, he would smile brightly and call him "senior".

Zhuang Wenyao didn't get a sense of superiority from it, but he felt happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw his classmates full of vitality and energy!

But now...

Sure enough, the failure to confess is doomed to end like a stranger?

It turns out that not only the rejected party will feel sad, but Zhuang Wenyao who rejected him feels another kind of sadness in his heart.

The sense of shame, guilt, regret, and powerlessness made him almost breathless.

But at the same time, he also strengthened his belief: he must stick to his secret, and never confide a word to Lu Zhiheng!

Ten years of friendship is so rare, Lu Zhiheng is very likely to regard me as a good friend for a lifetime.If he knows what I think about him, he will be very disappointed with me!And with his personality, he will definitely consider a lot for me...

He didn't want Lu Zhiheng to suffer this kind of torture, he didn't want to ruin their precious friendship, and he didn't want to use Lu Zhiheng's weakness in character to force him to stay by his side.

A real friend is not like this, it should be a natural and intimate relationship without any impurities.

He must maintain their current relationship!Zhuang Wenyao thought.

Suddenly, Teacher Summer came out of the classroom: "Don't be lazy! I can hear your voice clearly in the classroom! Hurry up and read aloud!"

Zhuang Wenyao shivered for a moment: "Yes!" He immediately read aloud.

In this way, after a cold, trembling and tangled morning reading, Zhuang Wenyao followed Teacher Summer to the English teaching and research group in the Qiushi Building of the second year of senior high school.

Zhuang Wenyao took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Report to the teacher, I know I was wrong, and I will never be late again!"

"Yeah." Teacher Summer started to prepare lessons on his own, and threw him a bag of things, "If you are late again, you will be punished for memorizing new concepts!"

"Ah?" Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously caught it. It turned out to be a piece of dried cranberry whole-wheat bread, and he was stunned.

"You haven't had breakfast yet." Teacher Summer said without looking up, "Oh, by the way, take away yesterday's dictation and send it away when you go back."

"...Thank you teacher!" Zhuang Wenyao reacted with gratitude, "Teacher, have you had breakfast? This can't be your original breakfast..."

"I'm not so selfless. I'm hungry, so I give breakfast to the students who are late, so I don't teach everyone?" Teacher Summer smiled slightly, "Go back and eat. I wrote a Put up a post-it note, and remember to ask the class representative to praise it in the class."

"Yes!" Zhuang Wenyao held the bread, bowed deeply, and picked up a stack of dictation books, "Goodbye, teacher!"

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Xiaochen, good boy, give up, there is no future for two shou (bushi