[one]
There are two classes left. Qi Yu found that his new deskmate was always staring at him. Staring at him with a fierce expression. Once he turned his gaze away, the other party immediately lowered his head and poked the unopened pen on the table.
Qi Yu was thoughtful. Does Luo Shu want to beat him up? He thinks this is very likely.
At this young and frivolous age, there are always a few students who like to solve things with their fists. They call themselves the boss all day long, accept the younger brothers, and directly attack those who are unhappy.
Luo Shu's fierce eyes clearly revealed that "I want to fight you, you little white-faced weakling".
He had heard of Luo Shu's name in this school. I have been studying in the junior high school of this school since I was in junior high school, "fighting and killing" all the way, smoking, fighting and burning my head, and never falling.
However, he seldom had any conflicts with people from his own school. It was all other schools and social gangsters who got involved.
The family is old and rich, and he has been a bully who can walk sideways in this city since he was a child.
According to Qi Yu's observation, he was sure that Luo Shu wanted to have a fight with him.
He set his eyes on his hand holding the pen to write.
White and clean, with distinct bones. Many people say that it is very suitable for playing the piano. Of course, he can play the piano.
At first glance, these hands don't look like people who can fight, but if you look closely, you can find a thick layer of calluses. He has practiced swordsmanship for ten years, and besides that, he has also learned some other fighting sports.
So Qi Yu knows how to fight and is very good at fighting.
He is not weak, the strength of a punch is enough to make people's eyes stare and ears roar.
Little is known about this.
Qi Yu pursed his lips, looked at the absent-minded young man beside him, and then glanced at his hands.
so-
Will you cry if you punch this fierce boy
It's good to cry. But if you cry too fast, you will no longer be interested in continuing.
After all, the sense of novelty and expectation has disappeared with the sense of satisfaction.
Without value, there is no need to pay attention.
Qi Yu likes novelty.
[two]
This class was very difficult for Luo Shu.
Because the boy he likes will stare at him from time to time, so he can't help but think wildly.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the slightly closed fingers of the other party, and lowered his eyes to look at it. Think: What a beautiful hand, it must be as soft as it looks.
It would be nice if you could touch it, even better if your fingers are interlocked. Luo Shu's heart was about to move, but he didn't dare to test it boldly.
The student Luo Shu didn't know what the teacher said on the podium, he only knew that he was fascinated by seeing the people around him.
Pay attention to his eyebrows and listen carefully to the teacher's lecture, and occasionally lower his head to make marks on the textbook.
Is learning fun? Luo Shu saw enjoyment in Qi Yu.
He couldn't help but concentrate. After listening to the class for a few minutes, he could recognize the words in the teacher's words separately, and when they were put together to form sentences, he was confused.
Luo Shu braced his chin and stared blankly at the above. The figure of the teacher on the podium deviated in the process of copying and pasting, forming double images one by one, and the teacher's voice became more long and ethereal.
Eyelids are so heavy.
who I am? where am I? IM so tired
The boy's head gradually slid down along the hand supporting his chin, leaning to the side bit by bit.
The top of the head smoothly reached the arm quietly placed on the desk, half resting on it.
[three]
The weight of the arm made Qi Yu seem to be listening to the class seriously, but Qi Yu was distracted and returned to his mind.
He knows everything in class, it doesn't matter if he listens or not, he just takes some notes because he's bored.
Sleeping at the same table is not once or twice. Since the two of them sat together, Qi Yu has never seen the other party listen to the class seriously for more than three minutes.
Drowsiness is the norm, and sometimes I will look down and play with my phone. Most of the time, they were invited out of the classroom and made to stand in the corridor.
The physical distance between the two of them has always been relatively distant.
This is the first time there has been a zoom in. Too close too.
The juvenile's dazzling silver hair was under his eyelids. A handful of hairs can be seen curling slightly along the hair, Qi Yu stared at it quietly for a long time.
When the teacher lowered his head and moved the mouse to find the courseware that needs to be projected, a slender and beautiful index finger moved to the top of the little lock of hair.
Touch the tip of the raised hair with the fingertips and press down.
Let go and get back into shape.
He narrowed his eyes, stretched out and pressed down along the hair.
After a few seconds, he slowly let go, staring at the pressed hair, Qi Yu was satisfied.
When he was about to find other things to do, the little lock of hair "biu—" under his eyelids, and continued to curl up awkwardly.
The tips of his hair swayed with the breeze blowing in from the window, as if mocking his futility.
The pen rotates flexibly between fingers.
He glanced casually, and there was a chubby girl with short hair and ears at the next table. She opened her mouth slightly, showing shock, as if she had seen something incredible.
The point of sight happened to be their table.
It can be seen that she saw the scene just now.
Qi Yu's gaze stayed on the other person's face for a second or two, all the way down, and finally landed on the small hairpin in her hand.
Girls like to buy parts of various small things online, make some accessories that little girls like by hand, and then sell them to classmates in the class or other classes. Most of the working time is in classes that she doesn't understand.
Before the girl could fully recover from the scene she saw, a white hand stretched out towards her, holding a white strip with words written on it between the index finger and thumb.
She glanced at the teacher who was still on the podium, and hurriedly took it.
The words on the white paper are as good-looking as the person I am, and it looks like I have spent a lot of effort on them, it cannot be better.
I always feel that the top students in their class can achieve excellence no matter what they do, and their full talent and skills are really enviable.
The content of the words is very concise - how much does the thing in your hand sell for? I want.
The girl didn't ask for money, and blushed, she gave the card to Qi Yu.
After getting the item he wants, Qi Yu will naturally play its role.
With a small "click" of fastening, the boy's head moved, and then he looked up to check. Qi Yu's hand has not been completely retracted, and the two are very close.
"Kangdang—"
The stool fell down, and everyone in the class looked at them in unison, wondering what happened to this boss.
Qi Yu slowly met the boy's flushed face and those fierce eyes. He felt that he might really be beaten.
Following the thoughts in his heart, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes slowly stretched, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The young man's expression froze, and he became more fierce in the next second.
Well, he must be intercepted and beaten.
The teacher roared, telling Luo Shuma, who disturbed the classroom discipline, to get out. Although there are a lot of ignorant young masters and ladies in the school, there are also some students who come to study seriously. The overall level of the fifth class is good in grades, so people like Luo Shu cannot be allowed to disrupt the classroom.
Before leaving, Luo Shu stared at Qi Yu who was laughing, and walked out of the classroom with a dull expression.
A deserted corridor. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he lazily leaned against the wall next to the window, his eyes fixed on the somewhat overcast sky.
Thinking of the smile he saw just now, he raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth.
Fuck!
This guy is so fucking good-looking when he smiles, I fucking like it.
[Four]
Luo Shu stood there for a few minutes, when a familiar growl came from the class next door, and then the two boys rolled out together.
One is combed with half balls, and the other is dyed with yellow hair.
The two looked like old fried dough sticks, and the moment they saw Luo Shu, they looked at each other.
"Pffff—"
The two covered their mouths and laughed at the same time. He raised his free hand, pointed at Luo Shu, and continued to laugh. Laugh until tears burst into tears, laugh until you hit the wall.
No one dared to make a louder sound, otherwise it would attract the attention of many people.
Luo Shu was inexplicably laughed.
He knew these two boys, since they were young, they often caused trouble together. Because I have been a leader since I was a child. These two would still call him Brother Luo, and Master Luo when they were joking.
Luo Shu now looked at the two laughing opposite him like he was looking at a fool.
Should he go up and punch him alone? Laughing at him, even a brother would have to beat him up.
The bell for the end of get out of class came quickly. The two boys rushed over immediately, winking at Luo Shu.
"I said, whose little girl got it for you?"
There is a girl in their class who always likes to tinker with her boyfriend's hair, and often uses her boyfriend's slightly longer hair to make a small pull.
Luo Shu didn't know why, but he quickly remembered why he came out and stood for punishment.
He remembered waking up to find the boy he liked reaching out to him, with his face still very close, and he jumped up nervously.
perhaps-
Luo Shu raised his hand suspiciously, and sure enough he touched something on his head.
He was not gentle with himself at all, and he tore off the hairpin with a few silver hairs stuck on it.
He still recognizes this kind of thing.
Under the narrow gazes of the two boys, Luo Shu carefully kept the girl's hairpin back.
Holding his breath, he snorted softly. The corners of his mouth were raised, but he didn't explain.
Seeing this, the friend said, "Master Luo, it really was given by my girlfriend, right? All right, I just transferred to another class and found a sister-in-law behind our backs."
Two male voices poked their heads at the window, wanting to see who in this class might be Luo Shu's girlfriend. Ever since they were young, they had never seen Luo Shu get close to a woman.
"roll!"
Luo Shu smiled and raised his foot, as if to kick him.
I can't be sure about my identity until I confess, but it's coming soon.
[five]
Last class.
When Qi Yu lowered his head to take notes, a hand was stretched out beside him, and a piece of paper was pressed under it.
— Stay after school, I have something to see you.
The font on the white paper is very different from the boy's appearance. Cute little round body. The spacing between each word looks comfortable.
Everything reveals: Lao Tzu is a cute and good boy.
Qi Yu picked up the paper and thought it was a particularly interesting discovery. He likes fun things.
Judging from the font, it feels so easy to bully and cry. It couldn't help but reminded him of the painting that was still in the table hole.
The two made eye contact, and Qi Yu glanced lightly at the young man who was still holding the hairpin.
The hair is a bit messy, and the position of the hairpin is obviously passive. As for why you didn't take it off, and then rushed directly to him to settle the score, probably because you wanted to take the inherent violent route
Qi Yu couldn't hold back, and didn't want to press the strange feeling in his heart, so he slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
This time, his eyes seemed to be filled with shattered starlight.
This is the third laugh Luo Shu has received today. Just smile at him alone.
In his heart, Qi Yu looks gentle, but his temper is cold. Before that, Luo Shu had only seen him smile politely at others, but the politeness seemed alienated.
Is it a smile from the heart? Luo Shu, who has been in touch with many people, can feel it.
Qi Yu's smile towards him must come from the heart.
Because his heartbeat was already chaotic because of this smile.
If he laughed like this every day, sooner or later he would be "laughed to death".
I really like him more and more.
[six]
Qi Yu thought—
He might want to hit me.
That's okay, then try it, try it, maybe you can really cry.
A tablemate who cries may be very pleasant.
Luo Shu thought—
He might like me.
Otherwise, why did she smile so nicely at Lao Tzu, that I really wanted to go over and kiss him.
This confession will probably be successful.