The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai let go of his hand, and the switch of the lighter flicked back, making a crisp sound.

Qi Hang's lowered face was close at hand, and his two smoked lips were clearly defined. He stared at Yi Huai with lowered eyes, and the cigarette butt rose and fell slightly with the rhythm of his breathing.

After a while, he turned his face away, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and exhaled into the night outside the window.

Yi Huai remembered that when he smoked for the first time, he choked like an asthmatic toad, which was in stark contrast to Qi Hangzhi's calmness at this moment.

He casually threw the lighter on the table next to him, and stood in front of the window with Qi Hangzhi, looking at the night scene outside.

From this position, you can see the campus of No. [-] Middle School. The next night’s self-study time has passed, and the lights in the teaching building are going out one by one. Yi Huai found the window leading the flight, thinking that there should be already Spread out a lot of newly issued papers.

I can only copy Cheng Ke's early tomorrow.

This is an overnight homework, I don't know how long it will take to copy.

It wasn't until this moment that Yi Huai clearly realized that there was a price to pay for the night that he and Qi Hang went crazy. Not to mention making up homework, it is estimated that Wen He's late-night face will be enough for him to see tomorrow.

Qi Hang saw that Yi Huai had been silent, so he said lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Yi Huai replied truthfully: "I'm thinking about how much homework I have to make up tomorrow."

Probably because his tone was a bit sad, Qi Hang held the cigarette between his fingers, and slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "What, regret it?"

Yi Huai half-truthfully said: "It's not regrettable, but I feel a little bit at a loss. After all, I skipped a night of self-study and ended up making up half the night for physics."

In order to increase the authenticity of these words, he purposely frowned and looked in the direction of No. [-] Middle School when he said it, and the light quietly outlined his beautiful jawline.

Yi Huai shook his head while talking, and the small mole on the earlobe jumped up and down, it was so red that it was dazzling, Qi Hang stared at it for a while, then suddenly gently clasped the wrist of Yi Huai's cigarette-holding hand.

He didn't hold it very hard, he gave Yi Huai a chance to escape.

Yi Huai was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, Qi Hang had already pressed his lips.

He had never kissed before, and he stood there blankly. The sound of water sucking was not even as loud as the wind outside the window, but he still heard it.

There was only a faint smell of cigarettes in Qi Hangzhi's mouth, and he must have never smoked that cigarette seriously.

Yi Huai's breathing gradually became chaotic, and Qi Hangzhi's movements were very gentle, unhurried, just like when he was giving him a lecture.

And his mind was as messed up as when he was giving a lecture.

Suddenly he felt a soft object pressing against his teeth, Yi Huai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was Qi Hangzhi's tongue.

There was a bang in his head, and he subconsciously pushed the other side.

"Don't like this?" Qi Hang straightened a little distance from him, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No..." Yi Huai almost bit off his tongue after realizing what he was talking about. He took a deep breath, "No, don't talk to me yet, I'm kind of..."

He was "a bit" for a long time and didn't say anything, but Qi Hang turned his face and asked in his ear: "Do you still feel bad?"

The other party's breath still carried the warmth of the kiss just now, and Yi Huai's face suddenly burned.

Qi Hang was looking at his profile, and suddenly sucked his earlobe in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue swept the little red mole intentionally or unintentionally.

Yi Huai's ears went numb, and another part of his body seemed to tense subtly. He immediately jumped up like a puppy whose tail had been stepped on, and quickly pulled his arm out of Qi Hangzhi's hand. It came out, rolled and crawled, and ran away.

It was only after he woke up the next morning that he remembered how he snatched the door, got off the elevator, ran out of the hotel lobby, and rushed into the school along the small alley and main road. Stop him, he felt as if he had eaten ten catties of a hot wheel, and he smashed himself into the dormitory like a cannonball. After entering the door, he went to the bathroom. He couldn't wait for the hot water, so he took a cold shower, washed it hastily, and went to the bathroom. Wrap yourself in the quilt, as if in this way you can leave everything that happened that night outside the quilt.

It's a pity that Yi Huai's idea didn't come true. The first second he opened his eyes, memories of last night flooded into his mind.

Yi Huai scratched his hair irritably. When he sat up from the bed, he felt very heavy and his throat was so dry.

He originally wanted to pack up and go to the classroom to do homework right away, but within a few steps in the dormitory, he almost plunged into the instant noodle box on the ground. Fortunately, he barely reached out to support the wall, otherwise something would happen in the fifth middle school today. News of a student committing suicide by hitting his head on an instant noodle due to excessive stress.

It was only then that Yi Huai realized that he was feeling too uncomfortable all over his body. He was light-headed and his hands and feet felt cold, as if he was about to catch a cold.

He hadn't been sick for too long, and even when he was injured in a fight, he was more diligent than when he was sick, and he almost forgot what it felt like.

Yi Huai originally planned to go to class, but when he looked at the time, he somehow fell asleep. Now there are only 10 minutes left before the first class, and he can make it if he can, but the homework It must be impossible to make up for it.

After struggling for a few seconds, Yi Huai took out his mobile phone and asked Wen He for leave, saying that he was going to the infirmary to see a doctor.

Wen He didn't reply right away, he didn't know if he didn't see it or he was angry with him and didn't want to reply.

Yi Huai originally said that going to the infirmary was an excuse, and he didn't intend to really go. However, most of the morning passed, and he became more and more uncomfortable. Finally, he got up in the morning when school was about to end, and moved over slowly.

There was only one doctor on duty in the infirmary. After seeing Yi Huai, he asked, "Why did you come?"

Yi Huai froze for a moment: "Do I look so serious?"

"No, we are about to leave work," the doctor pointed to the chair in front of him, "What disease do you think you have?"

Yi Huai was taken aback for another moment, and after he finished he said uncertainly, "Cold?"

The doctor said "Oh", "Then what kind of medicine do you want to take?"

Yi Huai said helplessly: "...Maybe you need to drink some banlangen or Ganmaoling."

"You make sense." The doctor nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he gave Yi Huai a form, and then turned around to fetch two bags of cold medicine for him.

When Yi Huai returned to the dormitory with cold medicine, Cheng Ke sent him a message: "Why didn't you come to class?"

"I went to the school hospital," Yi Huai typed quickly, "I really never dreamed that there would be a day when I would consult a doctor myself. Now I have a curse word but my throat hurts and I can't say it."