Seeing Lu Xingci left the private room, Chen Yue's eyes fell on Duan Jiayan.
After a brief period of confusion, the latter took the menu and started discussing what to eat with Shen Chilie.
Duan Jiayan always felt a look on him. He looked up and Chen Yue was looking at him with a thoughtful expression.
Duan Jiayan thought he wanted the menu. After Shen Chilie ordered it, he pushed the menu in front of Chen Yue: "What do you want to eat? You order."
Chen Yue took the menu and answered the wrong question: "I suddenly found out that you look pretty."
Duan Jiayan smiled and nodded without humility: "Thank you, you are also good."
After passing for a while, Chen suddenly asked, "Do you think road dogs look good?"
Duan Jiayan didn't hesitate: "Of course it's good-looking, so handsome. It's a bit worse than me."
Chen Yue: "..."
Lu Xingci stood at the gate of the Sichuan restaurant, aimlessly in a daze.
He also felt that his temper was a bit inexplicable. For some reason, he has some kind of hostility towards Shen Chilie. Even more inexplicable, people didn't provoke him at all, didn't tell him a word or two from the beginning to the end, the pheromone was collected well, and he was very polite and didn't attack him.
Speaking of pheromones.
Shen Chilie and Duan Jiayan were sitting close, probably before the two of them had some contact, Duan Jiayan was stained with the smell of black tea belonging to Shen Chilie.
Isn't it still in estrus
Isn't the stress disorder serious
Doesn't it hurt to be so close to others
He exhaled and grinded his posterior molars a little harder. I feel that my various ideas at the moment are not only too wide-ranging, but also particularly unreasonable.
Lu Xingci put out the smoke and walked back.
After lunch, Duan Jiayan went back to the dormitory to catch up. Song Yi excitedly told him that something good might happen in the afternoon. I heard that the school celebration is approaching, and the school is planning related activities.
Sure enough, during class in the afternoon, Zhao Minjun announced that next month will be the 80th anniversary of the First Middle School. From the first grade to the second grade, there will be a program for each class. The program of Class 10 is a cantata, and rehearsals are about to begin tonight.
At the same time, Zhao Minjun also said that an abo-related practical activity may be arranged this month. If nothing happens, the second grade should go to the abo museum in Zhaocheng.
As soon as she finished the announcement, Song Yi was next to Duan Jiayan and said, "Zhaocheng, a good place."
Zhaocheng is near the sea, and nightlife is very rich, bars and other entertainment venues are everywhere. Song Yi was very interested: "Should we sneak out to play when the time comes?"
Duan Jiayan is also very interested: "If you really go to Zhaocheng, then sneak out and play."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Minjun's eyes fell on their side. She looked at the two brothers and named one of them: "Duan Jiayan, what are you talking to Song Yi quietly?"
Duan Jiayan was stunned, and then his mind turned: "Teacher, we are calculating the date of the monthly test. The monthly test is approaching, and Song Yi and I have decided to supervise each other. We must not be distracted by these things and affect our study."
Laughter came one after another in the classroom, even Zhao Minjun smiled.
When the two news were announced, the students were a little impetuous. Zhao Minjun retracted his gaze on Duan Jiayan and turned to look at the whole class: "That's right, it's the monthly exam of this month, so you don't want to be distracted by these things too much. Focus on studying."
At night.
Zhao Minjun diverted the time for self-study in the evening, took the students to the music classroom, and asked them to rehearse the chorus.
The chorus repertoire of Class 10 is an inspirational pop song, set by the entertainment committee of the class. After Zhao Minjun agreed, the cultural and entertainment committee went to the printing room to print the lyrics in the afternoon, and distributed the lyrics to everyone in the music classroom.
Duan Jiayan sang along for more than an hour, a little boring, and bowed his head to play with his mobile phone while resting.
Once refreshed, a new trend was revealed.
It was sent by Jiang Qinian.
She posted a selfie, and a photo of Lieutenant Colonel Gate, with an expression of goodbye.
Duan Jiayan pulled down, and many people below were saying goodbye to her.
Duan Jiayan was stunned, remembering that he had seen Jiang Qinian before and said that he was going to another place. Unexpectedly, she was sure to leave so soon, Duan Jiayan chatted with her privately.
[Are you gone? ]
After a while, he received her reply.
[Still carrying luggage in the dormitory. ]
Duan Jiayan stood up, he looked around, the teacher was not there. It's appropriate to sneak out of the music classroom now: [Are there many things? I'll come to help you move. ]
Seeing him walking outside the door while looking at his mobile phone, Song Yi quickly called him: "Xiao Duan, where are you going?"
Duan Jiayan turned around and said, "Jiang Chinian is going to leave, I'll see her off."
Lu Xingci, who was also playing on his mobile phone, heard their conversation, pausing his fingers and pressing the corners of his lips slightly.
After Duan Jiayan's figure disappeared outside the door, Lu Xingci thought for a while and stood up.
The location of the girls' dormitory was not far from the music classroom. Duan Jiayan went downstairs, accelerated a little, and reached the downstairs of the girls' dormitory in two or three steps.
He saw Jiang Qinian at a glance.
She was dragging a suitcase and listening to a song with her earphones in, looking like she was waiting for him.
Probably because she is no longer a student in the First Middle School, she didn't wear a school uniform. In the late autumn season, Jiang Qinian wore a short skirt with light gray thigh socks pulled to his knees, and his legs were straight and beautiful.
Duan Jiayan greeted her with a smile.
"Leave today?"
Jiang Chinian nodded: "I just packed my things and moved everything else away. Only this box is left, and I can drag it to the school gate by myself."
Jiang Qinian glanced at the direction he was coming from: "Does your class go to class?"
"I'm practicing singing and celebrating the school after a while." Duan Jiayan wanted to say something, but Jiang Qinian's eyes stopped.
Seeing the person behind Duan Jiayan clearly, her eyes lit up.
Unlike the casual appearance when facing Duan Jiayan, she looked at Lu Xingci's eyes very softly, and her voice softened, revealing a bit of feminine charm: "Why are you here?"
Duan Jiayan keenly noticed the difference between Jiang Qinian's treatment of the two of them, and turned his head and subconsciously glared at Lu Xingci.
Lu Xingci received his glance and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Slightly lifted his chin to signal Duan Jiayan, concisely: "Catch him back."
Duan Jiayan: "???"
Lu Xingci: "Our class is rehearsing, and he sneaked out."
Duan Jiayan: "... You are really competent."
Jiang Qinian looked at Lu Xingci with some disappointment. He is wearing a generous school uniform, and even so, his figure is exceptionally good-looking.
The moonlight and dim street lights in winter.
The boy's face was clean and heroic under the lamp, and when those eyes looked over, her heartbeat couldn't help but miss a beat.
She looked a little fascinated, and plucked up the courage to say: "I didn't intend to tell you this, but... you are here. It just happened before I left school."
Duan Jiayan had a bad feeling seeing Jiang Qinian's white cheeks gradually flushing red.
She paused and stared at Lu Xingci seriously: "After the college entrance examination is over, I will return to Ningcheng. At that time, can you think about me?"
Probably the last time Lu Xing’s resignation was too direct, it left a shadow on her. After she finished speaking, she shy away from her gaze, and whispered: "It’s not possible and it’s okay. I just told you, I still like you. ."
Duan Jiayan was stunned, and Lu Xingci was stunned.
No one expected Jiang Qinian to have such perseverance.
Duan Jiayan glared at Lu Xingci subconsciously.
You fart.
You might as well stay in the music classroom and continue singing, lest you run out to harm the little girl.
Duan Jiayan's head hurts a little when he thinks that Jiang Qinian will be leaving and still thinking about Lu Xingci. After calming down, Duan Jiayan made a lip-synching: You hurry up and let her give up.
Lu Xingci looked at him for a while, but didn't respond.
Duan Jiayan urged silently: Hurry up! one! point!
Lu Xingci raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking about how to deal with this matter.
After Jiang Chinian had said that, he had been secretly looking at him, obviously observing his reaction.
To think of a way, let her directly cut off this idea. Otherwise, she would still have messy thoughts in her mind when she ran to other places to study, and he would be troubled.
Without warning, an idea suddenly crossed his mind.
Lu Xingci hesitated for a few seconds, and felt that this was the best way at present. He stretched out his hand, clasped Duan Jiayan's waist with his fingers, and carried the person into his arms.
He lowered his head affectionately, and his breath rubbed Duan Jiayan's ears. For a moment, Duan Jiayan almost felt that Lu Xingci's cheek was rubbed against him.
He was about to shrink back subconsciously, and the other party clasped his waist silently, abruptly bringing the distance closer.
Duan Jiayan was stunned.
Jiang Qinian was also stunned.
Duan Jiayan raised her eyes and saw an unbelievable look across her beautiful goose egg face, and her eyes opened wide.
He estimated that his expression was similar to Jiang Qinian's.
If it hadn't been for the aura on Lu Xingci's body that was too familiar to him, and if others hugged him like a hooligan, he would have kicked it a long time ago.
"Just like you saw." Lu Xingci, as the only person still in condition, acted very realistically: "I and Duan Jiayan are lovers."
Jiang Chinian had just passed God, guessing the meaning of Lu Xingci. At this moment, I was caught off guard to hear him say her guess so bluntly, and blurted out: "What?!"
The voice was frightened and changed a little.
Duan Jiayan was also frightened: "What did you say-um!"
He didn't utter the last word, and Lu Xingci squeezed his waist.
Lu Xingci's strength is neither light nor heavy, but his waist is Duan Jiayan's sensitive belt. He was so tossed that his aggressive questioning abruptly lost his momentum, but instead seemed to be acting like a baby.
Duan Jiayan gave him an annoyed look.
Fuck, what is this operation
Lu Xingci: "Did you see that post on the forum before? At that time, I had been with him for a month and a half."
Jiang Qinian: "..."
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Duan Jiayan understood what Lu Xingci meant. Seeing Jiang Qinian looking at him for confirmation, he immediately cooperated with Lu Xing and resigned: "It is true. We didn't want to be so public at first, but..."
Facing Jiang Qinian's hesitant gaze, Duan Jiayan was cruel: "There are too many people who like him, and I feel insecure. Thinking that this kind of rumors would be good, so I didn't move that post."
After speaking, he really couldn't control his expression. For fear that Jiang Qinian could see the corners of his mouth twitch, he could only turn his face slightly, pretending to be embarrassed, and buried his head in Lu Xingci's neck.
At the moment he was buried, Duan Jiayan himself was amazed by his business ability.
What kind of response speed is this? This is the reaction speed that the actor only has.
Lu Xingci is very cooperative: "Well, I rely on him for these things."
Duan Jiayan said that this can be connected, and you are considered great.
Duan Jiayan slowed down and suppressed the previously desolate expression. He raised his head again and looked at Jiang Qi.
Lu Xingci lowered his eyes gently, stretched out his hand, and straightened out the messy broken hair on Li Duan Jiayan's forehead, and then smiled at Jiang Qinian: "If you just said those things, if I didn't explain them clearly to you, he listened and went back. You might get angry with me."
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Duan Jiayan is really willing to bow down.
He and Lu Xingci looked at each other, and said in their hearts that the title of "One Chinese Movie King", I will let Xian give you tonight.
After staring at each other, Duan Jiayan looked at Jiang Qinian, only to see her expression in a trance. Obviously, the stimulation was too great, and I didn't know whether to be sad or surprised for a while.
Lu Xingci is still there to irritate people: "Thank you for helping us keep it secret."
Duan Jiayan can only cooperate: "We don't want too many people to know for the time being."
After Duan Jiayan finished speaking, he felt that it was too unsympathetic to cut off her thoughts like this.
Lu Xingci is all to blame, he is such a cruel man.
Jiang Qinian looked at him, then at Lu Xingci, and finally nodded in a daze, and said tremblingly, don't worry.
Duan Jiayan felt that her reassuring sentence was completely squeezed out of her throat, crying blood.
After Jiang Qinian dragged the suitcase to leave, making sure that she would never see this side again, Duan Jiayan immediately patted the back of Lu Xingci's hand and motioned to the other party to let go.
Lu Xingci let him go.
Watching him jump out of his arms, Lu Xingci's gaze crossed his light brown hair tail and thin neck line.
"How did you think of this method just now?" Duan Jiayan said, looking back at him. I remembered that Lu Xingci just hugged him without saying hello, and said a little funny: "You are really scheming."
"Seeing with my own eyes is more useful than anything else." Lu Xingci observed the natural look on his face, leaning slightly, "Don't you think?"
His voice is a little low, and when he gets closer, his male-specific aggressiveness is clear and straightforward.
"It's very useful." Duan Jiayan responded. After the nervousness of the on-the-spot performance just now, he realized that Jiang Qinian had really gone, and he suddenly felt a little boring.
It's not that she likes it very much, and she has to.
But I still like it.
Lu Xingci saw that he was a little bereaved, and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."
Duan Jiayan followed Lu Xingci for a few steps, and suddenly felt wrong: "I'm broken in love, and you want me to go back to the chorus? I'm afraid I will sing the inspirational song into a bitter love song."
Lu Xingci glanced at the time.
There are still twenty minutes to study in the evening, and there is nothing to sing when he returns. He stopped: "That's not going to sing."
Seeing him turning around, looking at himself. Duan Jiayan looked at him up and down for a while.
"You said, do you have any buff that attracts little girls?" Duan Jiayan said and sighed: "You didn't seem to say a few words to her, why does she like you so much?"
Duan Jiayan's amber eyes looked straight over.
Lu Xingci and him looked at each other for a while, realizing that the latter's eyes were indeed doubtful.
There may be a little depressed.
Lu Xingci also sighed.
I don't know why, but I just don't know what to do.
No one had ever let him feel this powerlessness.
He stretched out his hand, opened his arms, and motioned for Duan Jiayan to come over.
The boy smiled, a little loose and serious: "Then give you a hug, and give you a buff."
Duan Jiayan felt that Lu Xingci had coaxed him like a child again.
Before he could laugh at the other party's behavior, Lu Xingci saw that he hadn't reacted for a long time, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.
Unlike just now, this hug is as soft as a comfort between friends.
Duan Jiayan smelled the other party's pheromone, the shallow fragrance of vegetation, long and quiet, like a forest under the moonlight.
Duan Jiayan heard him smile and said: "Everyone will like you."
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