When he arrived at school on Monday, Zhou Feng pointed to the photos in Moments and asked Ye Qin who he was fooling around with, and Ye Qin said naturally, "That's who."
"According to him? The action is fast." Zhou Feng immediately changed his expression, and patted Ye Qin's shoulder in relief, "According to this rhythm, we can finish him before the summer vacation, right?"
Ye Qin stepped back in disgust, Zhou Feng grabbed his shoulder and pulled back, saying earnestly: "You have to get rid of your dislike of being close to people physically. Shakespeare said that physical contact is one of the important ways to sublimate love. , you hide and hide like this, how do you develop relationships with people?"
Ye Qin rolled his eyes: "Only you are full of yellow waste."
Zhou Feng complained: "I am sincerely advising you. We are all men. Holding hands is like holding hands with your left hand." He stood up and stretched his arms, hooking Liao Yifang in the front row to him. He just kissed his face, "Look, it's simple and easy, just like kissing your own face."
A classmate babbled and said that the monitor was blushing, Zhou Feng looked at Liao Yifang's chin, and said curiously: "Why are you two old men so embarrassed? I didn't kiss you."
Liao Yifang twisted his body back, pushed his glasses with difficulty, blocked the blush floating on his face, and said with trembling lips, "Then that was not said by Shakespeare."
Although Ye Qin looked disgusted on the surface, he secretly thought about the feasibility of using physical contact to promote feelings. He is a man, and there is no loss if he touches and leans against him. If he can quickly close the distance with Cheng Feichi, it would be a good idea.
How to get in touch made him feel difficult again, he couldn't catch people to kiss like Zhou Feng, could he
In the first two classes in the morning, Ye Qin sent seven or eight text messages to Cheng Feichi and continued to tell him bad jokes. Cheng Feichi replied to every one of them, but later he might feel that the frequency was too high, so he reminded him to listen carefully in the text messages and be careful not to be discovered by the teacher.
Ye Qin was not afraid, he listened to the speech under the national flag during the morning exercises, and sneaked out behind Zhou Feng, asking Cheng Feichi what he had for lunch.
Cheng Feichi replied that he would eat in the classroom at noon, so after the fourth period, Ye Qin rushed out of the classroom, walked through the corridor between the two buildings, and walked into the second (1) class where there was only one person.
Sitting on the chair of the classmate in the front row, Ye Qin couldn't bear to watch Cheng Feichi cook rice with hot water, so he couldn't help but help him cover the lunch box he just opened: "Let's eat takeaway today, I want to eat ribs."
Cheng Feichi looked at the hand that was pressing on the lunch box, and said, "I made it for two, with ribs."
Yeqin had eaten the meal he cooked, but Dang even changed his mind, and ran to the teacher's office on this floor with two lunch boxes in his arms, said a good word with a playful smile, and asked the teacher to let him borrow the microwave.
Teacher Sun, the class teacher, was also in the office, and sighed: "I didn't expect that our classmate Ye Qin would also know how to save money by bringing meals from home."
Ye Qin grinned while biting his spoon, not saying that this meal was not brought from home, but made by his nominal boyfriend.
Because the rice and vegetables in the lunch box are packed in three separate layers, the heat is not very uniform. Fortunately, the weather is not cold, and I have been storing it in a thermal bag before, and it tastes fresh and refreshing.
Ye Qin was fond of all kinds of meat, and the spoon only stretched towards the ribs. Cheng Feichi occasionally picked up a chopstick and put green beans in his bowl, his face immediately wrinkled, and his brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly.
In the end, almost all the pork ribs went into Ye Qin's stomach. He burped his stomach while stroking his belly and made a request: "Next time, it's best to use pork ribs. The big pieces of meat are the worst, and you can't even bite into them."
Typical pushover, pick and choose when eating other people's food.
Cheng Feichi responded readily, and then added: "I usually only have time to cook on weekends. You should go home to eat from Tuesday to Friday."
Ye Qin was a little displeased when he heard that, he rested his chin and swayed his legs listlessly to watch Cheng Feichi clean up, then suddenly thought of something, and asked, "If I don't come today, are you going to invite others to have lunch?"
Cheng Feichi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Maybe."
Ye Qin became even more unhappy, and kicked the table leg to express his dissatisfaction.
After kicking for several times, no one came to coax him. He took out his mobile phone and played with his head tilted on the table. After playing for a while, I heard Cheng Feichi ask him: "What's your WeChat ID?"
"Why? Your phone can't..."
In the middle of speaking, Ye Qin stopped talking.
He saw Cheng Feichi holding a new black mobile phone in his hand.
After returning home at night, Cheng Feichi received a large voice message from Ye Qin on his newly registered WeChat.
"Ah, the more I think about it, the more I get annoyed. I paid more than 3,000 yuan to buy the old model from last year. You can return it tomorrow! Think about it, if you add a little more money, you can buy this phone in my hand. The same phone The system can also play games together."
Ye Qin was walking around the room, his voice mixed with the sound of footsteps. At the end, there was the creaking sound of a stool rubbing against the floor through the receiver, and the person sat down, followed by a snort, as if he was drinking something.
Cheng Feichi listened to the 23-second voice again, and he could almost picture Ye Qin's lazy look in his mind. He is not used to speaking, and his fingers are not used to typing on the virtual keyboard: [I think it is very good, enough]
After receiving the expected reply, Ye Qin, who was drinking soup, puffed up his cheeks, swallowed and brought back the words "I don't have enough money."
Ye Jinxiang was at home tonight, and Luo Qiuling went upstairs after serving his son some soup. From downstairs, Ye Jinxiang could faintly hear things like "the water is too hot", "we don't change the quilt when spring comes", "we stayed at home all day I don't even know how to open the window" and other accusations and complaints.
Ye Qin was annoyed when he heard it, and slammed the empty bowl and cell phone on the table, and when the voices subsided a bit upstairs, he got up and went to take a shower.
Ye Qin would take a shower in the bathroom downstairs only when Ye Jinxiang was at home. After washing, he sat on the sofa in the living room and wiped his hair. He didn't like to use a hair dryer. The rumbling sound of the machine was annoying.
As April approached, the weather was not considered cold anymore. Luo Qiuling was afraid that her son would catch a cold, so the floor heater was still turned on in the room at the moment.
Ye Qin was drowsy from the warm air wrapped in moist water vapor. After wiping his hair for a while, his sleepiness surged, so he simply threw away the towel and lay down on the sofa.
His head accidentally fell on Ye Jinxiang's jacket thrown on the sofa, Ye Qin closed his eyes and stretched out his hand impatiently to pull it. The clothes didn't get ripped off, and he found a piece of paper hidden in his pocket.
It was an invoice. He raised his hand in front of his eyes and casually glanced at the words in the name column of the goods. Ye Qin's eyes widened suddenly.
The mobile phone was the same brand and model as Cheng Feichi's new one, even the color was the same.
His eyes shifted to the upper right corner, where the invoice date printed in blue letters was yesterday.
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Brother Tie said before that he would buy a black one of the same style for Brother Feichi, does anyone remember
Brother Tie uses a white iPhone5, Brother Feichi buys a Samsung S3, right