Falling Down the Pond

Chapter 23

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Ye Qin froze on the spot, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Things turned around so suddenly that he couldn't have a sense of substance, only the hand being held gradually warmed up, reminding him that he finally "got his wish".

The throbbing heart beat a few times in a loud noise, and the boss inside smashed the door panel with something unknown, and then shouted: "The two little bastards are going to quarrel, and let no one sleep!"

Ye Qin twisted his arm and struggled, Cheng Feichi held it for a few seconds before letting go. The two squatted down at the same time, one pulling the tire, the other grinding the tire skin, silently cooperating with each other.

There was only the sound of rubbing in the air. Ye Qin stared at Cheng Feichi's skillful hands for a while, his face became inexplicably hot, and he turned his eyes away to look at the ground.

The tire was patched up quickly, Ye Qin took out a pen and paper to leave a note for the boss, wrote a line, bit the pen to think for a long time, then poked Cheng Feichi's back with the pen: "The one you took... Do you want me to write it for you?" ?”

Cheng Feichi was sorting out the messed up tools on the shelf, and turned his head and said "hmm".

The night in the early spring was still a bit cold, and a gust of wind blew head-on when going out, Ye Qin held his nose for a long time, and when Cheng Feichi took off his coat and put it on him, he sneezed loudly.

Cheng Feichi turned his back to the street lights, curled his lips where he couldn't see, then helped him close his clothes, took the schoolbag and hung it on the handlebar, and pushed the two cars forward.

Ye Qin rubbed his red nose, trotted to keep up: "Aren't you cold?"

According to the regulations of the No. 6 Middle School, school uniforms were only allowed on Wednesdays and Fridays. Cheng Feichi, who had taken off his school uniform, only wore a long-sleeved shirt on his upper body. When the wind blew, the flimsy fabric stuck to his body, making him frightened by the cold.

Cheng Feichi said he was not cold, and Ye Qin suspected that he was being brave: "Don't be cool, I am not responsible for catching a cold."

As he spoke, he curled his head into his collar again.

These words come from Yeqin who often wears little clothes for the sake of beauty, and it is really not convincing. Cheng Feichi thought for a while and said, "Why don't you touch it again?"

Ye Qin blinked a few times, realized that he was talking about holding hands just now, his cheeks became hot again, and wanted to retort, "Obviously you held my hand", but felt even more ashamed, so he raised his hand and pulled the zipper of the school uniform to the highest point, Only the black and white eyes are left outside.

Turning into the entrance of the community, Ye Qin took off his coat slowly, Cheng Feichi stopped the car, stopped him and said, "Put it on, your clothes are wet, you'll catch cold easily from the wind."

When the coat is put on the body, there is warmth, and now it is even more reluctant to take it off. Ye Qin cheekily stopped, sniffed, and asked hesitantly: "What about you, tomorrow is Thursday."

"I still have a set at home," Cheng Feichi said, "You can wear more tomorrow, just remember to bring me the school uniform."

Yeqin's brain was stuck again, he didn't know whether to focus on "wear more tomorrow" or "bring me the school uniform", whichever made him feel uncomfortable.

It was a completely unfamiliar discomfort that I had never experienced before, and it was not annoying.

Back home, Yeqin took a shower first.

After soaking in the bathtub for half an hour, I came out groggy. Walking from the water-filled space to the clear world, his brain seemed to be restarted, his eyes widened suddenly, he took out the crumpled note from his school uniform pocket, and carefully checked it several times.

This was not enough, he put down the note, threw himself on the bed, picked up his phone, and sent Cheng Feichi a text message.

In less than two minutes, the other end came back with the same words: [Good night]

Ye Qin pinched his face, which was flushed red by the heat, no wonder holding hands with him before felt nothing but warmth, but today he felt ashamed to touch him.

Ever since Cheng Feichi said the word "good", everything has changed.

It turns out that this is about love.

"Fuck, he agreed?"

In the morning reading class the next day, Zhou Feng's voice resounded throughout the classroom.

The students in the first few rows turned their heads to look. He covered his mouth resentfully, shrunk his neck and hid behind the English book, and murmured: "He is indeed gay..."

After sighing for a while, I pulled out my phone and went to the group to report the good news.

Zhou Feng: [ Brother Qin is mighty! Take down Xueba!]

Liu Yangfan: [True or false]

Zhao Yue: [Congratulations hahahahaha]

Zhou Feng: [Oh... why do I feel a sense of loss for marrying my daughter?]

Liu Yangfan: [Obviously he is recruiting a son-in-law]

Zhao Yue: [Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

Seeing the chat in the group, Ye Qin said harshly: [Liu Yangfan, wait for me! ! !]

Then he struck nearby and kicked Zhou Feng a few times under the desk. The latter didn't dodge and was kicked so loudly.

Liao Yifang turned around and asked what was wrong, Zhou Feng grinned, "I'm so happy."

After being happy, he started to worry again, bumped Yeqin with his elbow, and reminded worriedly: "Love makes people blind, don't really fall into it."

Ye Qin felt that it was pure nonsense to get stuck, and he was not a brain-dead heroine in an idol drama. Besides, this is not a real relationship, it's just acting.

Just recalling the conversation he heard at the international school that day, he still felt something strange and indescribably unreliable.

The English class was idle and boring, so he sent a text message to Cheng Feichi: [The school uniform has been washed and dried, are you free between classes?]

Xueba was probably listening to the class carefully and didn't reply.

During the break after the second period, because of the rain, the whole school was not allowed to practice. Ye Qin snatched Zhou Feng's PSV and played Persona on his seat. He was impatiently pressing the button to skip a long dialogue, when he heard the students at the door Call him: "Yeqin, someone is looking for you outside."

He went out with the game console in his hand, his eyes still fixed on the screen, and he almost bumped into someone. The man stretched out his hand to protect his waist: "Be careful."

Looking up, it was Cheng Feichi.

Ye Qin asked blankly, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Feichi: "Take the clothes."

Ye Qin slapped his forehead, turned back to the classroom, took the bag hanging on the chair, ran out and handed it to Cheng Feichi, and said somewhat unnaturally: "I asked you if you were free, but you answered one instead of letting you come over." Take it, and I can send it over."

Cheng Feichi responded with a smile, looking softly at the little guy who was half a head shorter than him in front of him.

Yeqin wore one more shirt today than yesterday, with a white square collar turned over the goose yellow hoodie, and a school uniform that was worn like a sack, which set off his slender neck and his palm-sized face. With two red clouds.

Received Cheng Feichi's gaze, and his ears became hot for some reason. Ye Qin raised his hand to touch his earlobe, and asked out of words, "What class do you have next?"

"Chemical."

Ye Qin frowned, his face full of bitterness and hatred. Among all the subjects, he hated chemistry the most. This topic couldn't be continued, so he changed another one: "Are you hungry? I have snacks over there."

Cheng Feichi shook his head, took out something from his pocket, put the back of his hand up, and stuffed it neatly into Yeqin's open school uniform pocket.

Returning to his seat, Zhou Feng, who had stretched his neck and observed in the classroom for a long time, asked him what Xueba said. Ye Qin picked up a chemistry book and covered his face: "None of your business."

It wasn't until the bell rang for the third class, and the teacher entered the classroom and began to write on the blackboard, that Ye Qin slowly touched his pockets. There was a crisp sound of plastic paper rubbing against each other. He looked down and saw the milk-flavored lollipops in the canteen.

Even though it was already the second semester of the second year of high school, the second class of science was no better than the class of top students, and classes were usually finished on time. Today, teacher Sun, the teacher in charge of the class, didn't know what kind of madness was going on. In the last class of evening self-study, he came to explain the test papers.

Ye Qin unfortunately got the new test paper by one point, and seeing that there were still ten minutes before the end of get out of class, taking advantage of the teacher's unpreparedness, he quickly sent a text message with one hand under the desk, telling Cheng Feichi that he was detained in class today, and let him go first .

After sending it out, I felt that it was unnecessary, so no one said to wait for him.

Sure enough, no reply was received.

Ye Qin was even more unhurried, writing the equation stroke by stroke, and the plus signs were drawn horizontally and vertically.

When I went home for dinner at noon, I learned that Ye Jinxiang came back from other places today. Ye Qin didn't want to meet him. The last time I met him for lunch at home, he was dragged to lecture for a long time. Shen refused to let go of the business car whose paint was rubbed off, and said that the security guard at the door was a rogue and unreasonable, so as to prove the importance of reading more and being educated.

A face full of superiority is annoying.

After procrastinating, he put the test paper on the podium, locked the door and left the classroom. When he reached the back door, Ye Qin was so sleepy that he yawned, thinking about throwing his bicycle at school and taking a taxi back.

Walk two steps forward and see a person standing under the streetlight at the parking place of the second (2) shift.

Cheng Feichi closed the book in his hand, put it in the car basket, and patted the seat: "Let's go."

When he got to the side of the road, Ye Qin remembered something: "Aren't you going to work?"

Cheng Feichi said: "I won't go tonight, there will be a competition next week."

Ye Qin didn't understand the composition of the world of Xueba, and he couldn't even learn the content of the course standard well.

"What about you, why are you detained?" Cheng Feichi asked.

Ye Qin was embarrassed to say that it was because he failed the quiz, so he said nonsense: "I just did my homework in the classroom for a while."

These words are obviously not credible coming from a person who usually only copies homework. Cheng Feichi didn't expose it, nodded and said, "If you don't understand, you can ask me."

The famous teacher Mr. Cheng seldom took the initiative to say who he would teach, and now Ye Qin felt that the relationship between the two of them was not what it used to be, so he boldly asked the first question: "Did you not receive the text message I sent just now?" ?”

"received."

"Then why didn't you call me back?"

Cheng Feichi was pushing two cars in his hands, and turned his head to look at him: "I'm already waiting for you downstairs."

"But I let you go first."

Cheng Feichi withdrew his gaze and looked forward: "I want to wait for you."

Ye Qin blinked his eyes. He also couldn't understand the brain circuit of Xueba, so he had no choice but to think in his heart. From now on, he couldn't wander around in self-study next night. Someone was waiting for him.

After a week of being so tepid, Yeqin became more and more willing to go to school visible to the naked eye, and the number of being late and leaving early was less.

Zhou Feng, who didn't know the truth, thought that the milk lollipops in the canteen had a new formula, so he was busy spying on the military situation just after class: "How far have you and Xueba got along?"

With a lollipop in his mouth, Yeqin said vaguely, "What step?"

Zhou Feng had never been in a relationship before, so he sorted out the order with his poor theoretical knowledge: "Dating, holding hands, kissing, sex..."

Ye Qin almost spit out the sugar, his face turned red immediately: "Shut up!"

Liao Yifang, who was reciting the English text loudly at the front desk, shook his shoulders and turned around tremblingly, his mouth tightly shut.

Zhou Feng patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "I'm not talking about you, Yuanyuan, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

When Liao Yifang turned back with lingering fear, Ye Qin sensed something dull, and asked suspiciously, "Yuanyuan?"

Zhou Feng lifted his head from the game console and grinned: "I gave the squad leader a nickname."

"Why is it called Yuanyuan?"

Zhou Feng scratched his head: "Or Fang Fang?"

Ye Qin got goosebumps all over his body, and then he began to wonder whether he should also call Cheng Feichi differently, and it's not a problem to always "hello" and "hello".

He is a man of action, he can do whatever he wants, and secretly texts him in class: [What do you want me to call you?]

Received a reply five minutes before the end of get out of class: [anything is fine]

It's like saying nothing. Cheng Feichi was usually moody and angry. Ye Qin couldn't figure out what he liked, so he tentatively sent a few options. Cheng Feichi, Teacher Cheng, and classmate Cheng didn't reply, and they didn't seem to like it.

Don't guess what Xueba is thinking, Ye Qin simply gave up and decided to start with dating, pet names and so on, it will come naturally.

Unexpectedly, the first date was to send Cheng Feichi to the examination room.

...not even a date. Yesterday, I heard that he had a physics competition preliminary on Saturday, and Ye Qin volunteered to drive him off, but he overslept and panicked so much that he didn't even have time to button his clothes, so he kicked on a pair of shoes and went out.

Cheng Feichi, who was about to take the exam, was calm and calm, telling him not to drive so fast, and he could enter the venue within fifteen minutes after the exam started.

The road was fast and the road conditions were good, so there was no expected traffic jam. When we arrived at the test site, there were still nearly 20 minutes before the opening.

Ye Qin lay on the steering wheel panting, and waved his limp hands to let Cheng Feichi get in quickly.

Cheng Feichi got out of the car, walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door, bowed to help Ye Qin tie his shoelaces, and said while tying, "No matter how busy you are in the future, don't worry about driving."

Ye Qin looked down at his movements, pouted and said, "It's not your fault. You don't answer calls and text messages. You won't take a taxi before you wait for me?"

"The phone is set to silent, so I didn't pay attention. Besides—" Cheng Feichi tied a beautiful bow tie on Ye Qin, straightened his waist, and said, "Didn't you come?"

Ye Qin was once again confused by his seemingly reasonable but unreasonable logic. He was still unconvinced and used the topic to play: "Then you can't keep replying to my messages. What kind of bad habit is this..."

He was still brooding over the fact that he was left out in the cold and countless text messages disappeared.

Cheng Feichi saw his dissatisfied face with puffed cheeks, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise: "Well, bad habits, I will change."

After sending the candidates into the examination room, Ye Qin lowered the back of the seat and lay down in the car playing with his mobile phone.

After playing for a while, I glanced at the time in the upper right corner, and it was ten minutes before the exam started.

Thinking of Cheng Feichi's promise just now, Ye Qin was ready to move, cut the text message interface and sent him a text message: [Do you have time after the exam, let's watch a movie together]

This is an official date invitation. Ye Qin held the phone in his hand after sending the message, waiting in his heart for a second.

On the count of thirty, the phone rang.

Cheng Feichi did what he said, although he only replied with one word: [OK]