Standing in the corridor for a class, Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin chatted, held hands, and looked at each other. During this period, Xia Weilai peeked at the back door and directly rewarded each of them with a kick.
Back in the classroom between classes, Gu Zhuoyan clicked on an unread article, and Lu Wen posted it, brother, how are you doing? Didn't you get dumped by the little neighbor? If you are fine, I will be at peace.
He really didn't want to pay attention to this fellow, so he threw the phone in his schoolbag and didn't return it.
During the lunch break, Zhuang Fanxin and Gu Zhuoyan sat together to make up the biological paper. He was holding a lollipop and exhaled a lemony smell when he answered the answer. Gu Zhuoyan sniffed and tilted his head to take a look. At this time, it was the clearest day.
"Heart, you are so pretty."
The tip of the pen poked a hole in the paper, and Zhuang Fan asked, "If Yu Yao was very beautiful, would you like him?"
Gu Zhuoyan said cautiously: "I look at your face, but not just your face, just like I like your good looks, your personality, and your talent, and I am very impressed everywhere. ."
Before he could close his mouth, Zhuang Fanxin shoved the lollipop into his mouth, disliking him for being numb.
Gu Zhuoyan was holding Zhuang Fanxin's leftover lollipop, and his tailbone was numb, and he was a little confused: "Damn, do you react when I look at you like this?"
Zhuang Fan's heart blushed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
In his shock, he showed the shyness of a little virgin, and in his shyness, there was the joy of being infatuated with his object. He couldn't help but glanced at Gu Zhuoyan's crotch, and suddenly said with disappointment: "Hao Ping, are you tall?"
Gu Zhuoyan broke the pen again: "...I mean the back!"
Om, Gu Zhuoyan touched back with his backhand. It turned out that the phone in the bag was vibrating. He ran out of the classroom with his mobile phone in his hand, and there was surveillance in the small corner, so he hid at the corner of the stairs on the top floor.
Zhuang Fanxin chased after him and sat on the steps, responsible for letting out the air.
"Hello?" Gu Zhuoyan leaned against the wall. The caller was Xue Manzi, who was probably resting, with a soft tone: "Mom didn't bother you, did you have lunch?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I've eaten it, barbecued pork buns and beef noodle soup."
He didn't call Mom again, not sure if the call was friendly. Xue Manzi said: "The wind at home is cooling down, so don't catch a cold in Rongcheng, take care of yourself."
Gu Zhuoyan replied, "I'm fine."
He said casually, with his usual stubborn and indifferent attitude, and then seized the opportunity to add: "It's warm here, and I don't want to go back this year."
Xue Manzi laughed inside: "Are you still angry with us?"
Gu Zhuoyan wasn't going to make a one-time deal, lest his mother be suspicious, and he didn't bother to deal with it any more: "You're so busy with every day, why did you call me at noon, something wrong?"
Xue Manzi said, "Lu Wen is back. I went back to school today. Your uncle Lu invited you to dinner at noon, saying thank you for taking care of Lu Wen during this time, and told me to tell you."
"Oh." Gu Zhuoyan had a headache thinking about the unfortunate thing, "I'll hang up with nothing, it's inconvenient to make phone calls at school."
"Humble words." Xue Manzi suddenly called him.
He paused: "What's wrong?"
Xue Manzi said, "There is Christmas this month, and I have prepared gifts for you and Baoyan."
Gu Zhuoyan replied: "Then let's send it to SF Express."
After the call ended, Gu Zhuoyan walked down the steps and sat beside Zhuang Fanxin. The harmony of their family depended on Zhuang Fanxin's supervision, and took the initiative to explain: "No quarrel, my mother said to send me a Christmas gift, I did not refuse, I am very kind and filial to my son. Bar?"
Zhuang Fanxin grinned: "Are you happy then?"
What are you happy about? Gu Zhuoyan said, "I don't love Christmas. I couldn't be at home before."
With his mouth closed, Zhuang Fan asked why. Gu Zhuoyan said: "They are busy. When I was a child, I spent Christmas by myself. Until I was ten years old, I still believed that there was a Santa Claus in the world, because they told me that this festival was spent with Santa Claus, and they had to work. "
"Then how disappointed you are." Zhuang Fan put his arms around Gu Zhuoyan's broad shoulders, feeling distressed.
Gu Zhuoyan said: "It's alright, I'm used to it. Usually, I study or play games that day, and I never go to the street to join in the fun."
They sat on the steps until the end of their lunch break. Gu Zhuoyan talked a lot, saying that seeing parents throughout the year is not as good as seeing babysitters and drivers. Greetings, one time Xue Manzi was swimming with him, but he was called away by a phone call before he got into the water.
"You called me when you were in Los Angeles." Gu Zhuoyan said, "Actually, I was sitting by the fountain in front of the building and told you to be guilty, so I went back to the building and called Dad."
Zhuang Fan looked at Gu Zhuoyan intently, stunned and dazed, and it took a long time for him to react: "Are you talking about your home or the park..."
Gu Zhuoyan spat, raised his hand and held him in his arms: "In the future, you will marry me and let you live in a big house."
Zhuang Fanxin was still a little bewildered when he returned to the classroom. Halfway through the class, he said to Qi Nan stupidly, at the same table, I might live in a big house in the future. Qi Nan screwed him under the table. You already live in a small villa, what else do you want to do
Zhuang Fan kept his mouth shut, and lived in the kind with lawns and fountains. Qi Nan's heart was balanced, you should live in the park, it wouldn't be so miserable.
When he came home in the evening, Zhuang Fanxin was cleaning the sea glass on the balcony, he was squatting, his phone was on the bench and he was playing a movie. Just ten minutes after the broadcast, a friend message popped up at the top of the screen. He didn't read it, and Pei Zhi called directly.
"Brother?" Schrödinger's name was called only when he was wrong.
Pei Zhi said: "My grandmother and Professor Sun Hai jointly organized an art exhibition, which opened for the first time this month."
Zhuang Fanxin heard Zhuang Xianyang mention that he had been preparing for the competition since he went abroad, so it was a pity that Zhuang Xianyang could not participate. He said: "I heard that this exhibition is very grand, and there will be a relay art festival later. Grandma is really amazing!"
Pei Zhi said: "There will be many guests on the opening day, about 40 domestic and foreign artists, and the media. It is stipulated that the first show will not be open to the public. But..."
Zhuang Fan understood: "Brother, I love you."
Pei Zhi's laughter came: "The volunteers present are all top students of the Academy of Fine Arts. I applied for a place, and if you are willing, I will apply for one for you. But before the opening, you have to come to work every afternoon, on the opening day. It's the 25th, if you come, you won't be able to date Gu Zhuoyan, after all that day is—"
Zhuang Fan said excitedly: "I can go! Gu Zhuoyan doesn't like Christmas, and I'm still worried about how to spend it!"
"Why..." Pei Zhi paused for a few seconds, "Okay, then I'll accompany you."
Although the volunteers were voluntary laborers, Zhuang Xianyang and Zhao Jianqiu were very supportive when they saw that what they had learned could not be measured, and they helped Zhuang Fanxin to ask for leave from the school.
Every day, Zhuang Fanxin left after school at noon, and rode a bicycle to the art gallery to count the works, check the process, schedule the backup exhibition, and use up the entire pocket of notebooks in one week.
After the physical education class, he returned to the classroom. Gu Zhuoyan went to the front to collect water. When he passed the third row, he took Zhuang Fanxin's cup. It was a habit, and he always forgot that the other party was not there.
This week, he came home from school by himself. Zhuang Fanxin came back sooner or later, and it was not easy to meet him. He tried to get through the two-person world by making up lessons. The guy fell asleep in five minutes and was so tired. It has more rhythm than "Kiujiro's Summer".
Gu Zhuoyan felt like a left-behind child or an empty-nest old man.
The water dispenser is next to the window, and outside is the main street outside the school, where Christmas carols are already being played. After receiving the water, he sat on Zhuang Fanxin's seat, folded the pile of rolls, took out the half-pack of crispy noodles left in the table pocket and started eating.
Qi Nan hummed to the music outside the window and called on everyone: "Yinan has a limited time offer for Christmas, students can order as much as they want, and they even gave my mother a gingerbread man baked by herself on Christmas Day!"
Gu Zhuoyan estimated that Zhuang Fan liked it, and said, "I'll order one."
Qi Nan's cloud computing, if his classmates go to buy it, his mother will give him a commission of 2 yuan, even if the whole class goes, it will only be less than 100 yuan. He secretly logged into the game to see the new skin: "I'll go, it's so expensive, and I won't give a discount for Christmas."
Gu Zhuoyan glanced: "The pocket money is moonlight again?"
Qi Nan patted his pocket: "No, I'm waiting for Christmas to buy a present for my tablemate."
"Fuck." Gu Zhuoyan couldn't hold back. He felt that the relationship between Zhuang Fanxin and Qi Nan was very dangerous, and he might break through the line of AUO at some point. He said, "Just send an apple."
"Of course not!" Qi Nan looked serious, "I gave him a crystal ball last year. There were two little boys in the ball, sitting in front of the small house, it snowed in a flash, and the music "City in the Sky"."
Gu Zhuoyan frowned: "Is it necessary for the two of you to be so romantic?"
Qi Nan said, "But that's Zhuang Fanxin's birthday."
Gu Zhuoyan froze and rang the bell, because he was too shocked to move, is Zhuang Fanxin's birthday on Christmas day? As mentioned earlier, why didn't Zhuang Fanxin tell him
The sports committee in the front row turned around and said that Zhuang Fanxin was booed every year on his birthday and asked him to sing "Jingle Bells", otherwise he would not sing Happy Birthday to him.
Gu Zhuoyan returned to his seat, and the whole class almost went awry. As Zhuang Fanxin's boyfriend, he was the only one who didn't know the other party's birthday.
He messaged under the table: "What time does the evening end?"
When the class was about to end, Zhuang Fanxin replied, "I'm not sure, what's the matter?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I'll wait for you."
Zhuang Fan's heart is quite straightforward: "If you don't make up lessons, don't wait!"
Learning can't tie the other person's heart anymore, Gu Zhuoyan sighed, went home after school to take a bath, and led De Mu to walk back and forth in the alley.
After waiting for two and a half hours, the phone rang once, and it was Zhuang Fanxin who reminded everyone in the group to download the listening materials. In the early hours of the morning, Zhuang Fanxin turned in on a bicycle with a glass of Oreo Whirlwind hanging on the handlebar.
The German shepherd yelled.
"Bond!" Zhuang Fanxin got out of the car at the door, rushed over in the orange light, didn't hug anyone, grabbed the leash and dragged the dog to fight, and circled back and forth around Gu Zhuoyan.
Gu Zhuoyan failed to suppress, and suddenly caught Zhuang Fanxin: "Don't worry about it, look at me first!"
Zhuang Fanxin put his arms around Gu Zhuoyan, buried his face and rubbed his face, showing a needless exhaustion. Gu Zhuoyan hugged him and dragged him into the shade of a tree. When it was dark, he lowered his head and nibbled at his temples and behind his ears.
His left ear was hot, and Zhuang Fanxin bit his lip without making a sound. He grabbed Gu Zhuoyan's shirt tightly with both hands, and for a long time his thin lips let go of him, but pressed against his ear and asked, "Are you celebrating your birthday at Christmas? "
"Ah... Ang." Zhuang Fan raised his face, "You know?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "Everyone knows, just hide it from me, are we nodding acquaintances?"
Zhuang Fan was afraid that the other party would be angry, so he jumped up and took a sip: "I didn't tell you when you said that Christmas was unhappy since you were a child."
"You fool." Gu Zhuoyan said, "I never liked Christmas because of my parents, but in the future, because of you, I liked it."
Zhuang Fanxin stared into Gu Zhuoyan's eyes, afraid that the other party would force it, but Hei Gulongdong couldn't see anything clearly, Gu Zhuoyan rubbed the back of his head and seemed to sigh, "You are not yet seventeen years old."
Zhuang Fanxin said, "Then I will fall in love with you too." With just these few words, his tone was as firm as if he was saying eachother. After speaking, he suddenly became cowardly, and turned his head embarrassedly: "On the right ear, can you also kiss..."
The two hid under the tree and hugged for a long time. Gu Zhuoyan almost kissed Zhuang Fanxin and fell asleep in his arms. If Zhuang Xianyang hadn't come out to look for it, he might have carried the person on his shoulder and kidnapped him.
Zhuang Fanxin has already entered the door, and Bond enthusiastically said goodbye twice.
Gu Zhuoyan walked back to the end of the alley step by step. He wondered why he had such a good little boyfriend, because he didn't like a word, and he didn't even mention his annual birthday.
The light was on in the building, Gu Baoyan was eating supper in the restaurant wearing a nightgown, and when Gu Zhuoyan came in, she shouted, "Brother, I have a video with my mother!"
"Look at it." Gu Zhuoyan went upstairs, "Give Bond to eat too."
Gu Baoyan shouted, "Mom said I bought a Christmas present—"
"It will be sent when the time comes. Keep your voice quiet and don't disturb Grandpa's sleep." Gu Zhuoyan went up.
Gu Baoyan pouted and muttered the second half of the sentence to himself: "—Mom said that she brought gifts to see us at Christmas."