Xu Chao did what he said, and immediately took out his mobile phone and sent red envelopes to the two of them.
Everyone was drooling with envy, Jiang Jin pulled Lu Xiao to try to get a piece of the action.
After returning to her seat, Ye Cheng didn't talk to Lu Xiao much.
Both of them were chatting with the people next to them, and they looked away from each other occasionally.
This delicate atmosphere lasted until the end of the class gathering.
After everyone left and went home, they reluctantly said goodbye.
Ye Cheng took a taxi home, took a shower and started doing homework.
Since the second semester of senior high school will take the exam, the teachers of the sub-subject are furiously assigning homework.
The papers for the National Day holiday piled up like a hill, and the amount of questions could not be finished without spending five or six hours a day.
I wrote after twelve o'clock and finished all the geography test papers.
After lying down on the bed, Ye Cheng couldn't fall asleep.
From the moment he got home, he tried his best to find something to do for himself, trying to forget some scenes.
But once he lay down, those scenes couldn't help coming to mind.
He remembered that when he blindfolded Lu Xiao, the focus was attracted by the tall nose bridge and thin lips.
It was those two lips that brushed against his earlobe inadvertently.
Ears and neck are the two most sensitive parts of his upper body.
On the bed, Lu Xiao also likes to kiss him in these two places the most.
Maybe it's been a long time since she vented, Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling a little distracted, her mind was in a mess.
Lu Xiao is the best at kissing and the best at oral sex, which makes him dizzy every time.
This is also one of the reasons why Ye Cheng didn't believe it. He said he had no experience.
This technique cannot be practiced without talking about it.
After thinking about it, he had a reaction, a reaction that any man would have.
But at the same time, he felt a little guilty, so he couldn't help covering his eyes with the back of his hand, trying to relieve this urge.
After lying down for more than twenty minutes biting his lip, the anger still couldn't dissipate.
He had to get up and go to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
It was past one o'clock when I lay back on the bed again.
Sleeping and unable to sleep, Ye Cheng turned on her mobile phone to browse Moments in a bad mood.
As soon as I turned it on, I saw a post from Lu Xiao five minutes ago.
Suspect X: Shit, insomnia.
The comment of Jiang Jin, the little prince who stayed up all night, appeared very quickly below.
Jiang Jin: What's the matter, Bao, miss me
Suspect X: Fuck.
Ye Cheng withdrew, hesitated for a moment, then sent a message and asked: [What's wrong?]
There was silence for a while, and he replied: [It's nothing, I had a nightmare.]
Ye Cheng: [What nightmare?]
He waited for a long time, but did not hear from Lu Xiao. He even thought for a while that the wireless network at home was broken.
It wasn't until his eyelids started to fight up and down that the phone vibrated.
Suspect X: [Go to bed early, good night.]
Ye Cheng: "..."
No return on a good deed.
He turned off the phone silently, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the dark night, Lu Xiao sat by the bed alone.
There was no light turned on in the bedroom, only his slightly heavy breathing could be heard.
After caring about him, the protagonist of the nightmare fell asleep.
After many days, he once again dreamed of Ye Cheng for no reason.
It was exactly the same as the previous dream.
Same sofa, same picture.
This time, he saw clearly the tattoo on Ye Cheng's ankle—forever love.
The seven-day holiday passed by in a flash. On the first day of school, self-study was early, and it was rare for the class to be full of people after six o'clock.
"Help, who can show me the physics answer?"
"Where did God Ye go? Where's his English test paper? I'm going crazy!"
"What time do you collect your homework? Is it nine o'clock?"
Half of the people are copying their homework in a hurry, and the other half are answering the answers in a hurry.
With two dark circles under her eyes, Lu Xiao calmly copied the two-meter-long English test paper.
Jiang Jin looked back with a sad face and said: "Brother Xiao, how is your copy? Give it to me as soon as you finish copying."
Lu Xiao said calmly, "It's just the beginning."
"No way, how long do we have to wait?" Jiang Jin was dying of anxiety, "My God, where is my brother Cheng? I want to ask him to borrow history."
Lu Xiao didn't raise her head, and wrote so fast: "Five minutes."
And Ye Cheng, who was highly anticipated by everyone, was squatting in the toilet with a bad stomach at the moment.
The corridors are surprisingly quiet today, and no one has time to come out to smoke and go to the bathroom.
After he washed his hands and came out, he passed by a smoking colony.
When he walked around the corner, he heard a suppressed whimper coming from inside.
Ye Cheng's footsteps stopped, and her ears moved.
The voice became clearer and clearer, accompanied by a low growl and the sound of smashing the wall.
He frowned, thinking that someone was bullying the students, and immediately turned his direction and walked there.
However, when he reached the entrance of the corridor, he saw a familiar figure.
It's Hu Jiawei.
He was pounding the wall with his fists while crying, his face twisted in pain.
Sobbing until the shoulders trembled.
The books in the schoolbag on the ground were scattered all over the floor, and a few were violently scratched, with a paper knife lying beside it.
Coincidentally, Ye Cheng met his eyes.
Hu Jiawei choked up, unable to hold back his tears in time, and looked at him with blurred eyes.
Ye Cheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "...are you alright?"
When asked this question, Hu Jiawei burst into tears again.
He took off his glasses, wiped his face, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."
For some reason, seeing him like this, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered hearing about someone jumping off a building in the 13th Middle School.
Although it is gossip, it seems to be caused by school violence.
Hu Jiawei usually doesn't have many friends in class, and he doesn't like to talk too much. He seems a little autistic.
Ye Cheng looked at the paper knife on the ground, and felt a little bit in his heart.
He gave up the idea of leaving, walked over slowly and said, "Are you in a bad mood, is someone bullying you?"
Maybe because he had a good impression of him before, Hu Jiawei didn't repel his approach too much.
Ye Cheng walked up to him, took the opportunity to secretly kick the paper cutter away.
Hu Jiawei still lowered his head and shook it silently.
"Don't be afraid, if anyone bullies you, just say, I'll help..." Ye Cheng paused, and chose a more powerful way of persuasion, "I'll let Lu Xiao beat him up for you."
Hu Jiawei sniffed and said, "Thank you, Ye Cheng. But no one bullies me, it's my own problem."
Ye Cheng looked at him and said, "If you want to say it, I promise I won't tell anyone."
This is not the first time he has done this kind of work similar to psychological counseling. In the past, when the employees of the company were depressed, he would provide one-on-one counseling.
Hu Jiawei was silent for a while, and finally relaxed his vigilance.
His voice was muffled: "Mr. Xu talked to me just now, saying that I did not do well in the exam this time."
"The results are out?" Ye Cheng asked.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"My... family conditions are not good, and my parents have worked so hard to support my education. I feel so sorry for them." Hu Jiawei's tears came out again, and he quickly wiped them away.
Ye Cheng took out a tissue and handed it to him.
"Although they are poor, they have never missed me since childhood." He sobbed, "Thirteen Middle School is the cheapest high school in the city, but after I came here, my grades got worse and worse. Few people in the class The teacher doesn't pay much attention to me when I study... Of course, the main problem is my problem, it's because I'm too easily influenced."
His current deskmate is a boy who goes to class and plays games all day long.
Xu Chao felt that he had good grades when he first came in, so he arranged this person for him.
Ye Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "It's not your fault, most people will be affected by the environment."
Hu Jiawei sighed in disappointment: "If only I were like you, you are still number one here."
Ye Cheng said: "Whoever said that, I'm also easily influenced. Lu Xiao sleeps every day, which makes me feel sleepy even in class."
Hu Jiawei forced a smile, his expression softened a little.
"By the way," Ye Cheng asked nonchalantly, "Zhang Qi and those people, are they really not bothering you anymore?"
He is well aware that the source of many campus violence is the timidity and embarrassment of the victims.
Hearing this, Hu Jiawei's face changed: "Actually, they haven't looked for me since the second year of high school. It used to be because... because I got closer to Chen Zhen."
"Who is Chen Zhen?" Ye Cheng wondered.
Hu Jiawei paused, and said, "It's Brother Xiao's friend, but he transferred to another school and left."
Ye Cheng remembered what Jiang Jin said before, it turned out to be him.
Hu Jiawei said: "Because of Chen Zhen, Brother Xiao was very supportive of me in the freshman year of high school. You don't have to worry, I am really grateful."
Ye Cheng comforted him for a long time, and Hu Jiawei's condition improved a bit, so he went back to the classroom with him.
As soon as they entered the door with their front feet, Xu Chao came with their back feet.
He appeared at the back door with a solemn expression, almost scaring Jiang Jin to death.
A few people in the back row hurriedly covered the homework they were copying, and pretended to start their morning reading.
However, Xu Chao didn't pay attention to them at all, walked straight to the podium, and said in a deep voice,
"What are you still reading? Put the books down."
Whispering began below.
"It's over, judging by Lao Xu's face, I guess our class is at the bottom again."
"Then what should we do? This time, the parent meeting is really going to be held."
"Have you heard that someone in our class didn't write a single word in mathematics?"
"Isn't it, who is it? Anyway, I'm pretending..."
Xu Chao glanced sharply around the class, called names and said, "Hu Jiawei, collect the homework for the holidays."
After speaking, he received a call and walked outside the classroom.
Ye Cheng followed his gaze and saw Hu Jiawei walking to the stage obediently.
Everyone was whispering to each other, but no one paid any attention to him.
"Holy shit, I haven't finished copying yet!"
"Help, I haven't written a big history topic, the old nun will kill me, she is too scary!"
"What the hell, old Xu, you are so cruel!"
Hu Jiawei stood at a loss with his hands down, and his voice was like a mosquito humming: "Everyone, hand in your homework."
The class was so noisy that no one heard it.
His face flushed.
Ye Cheng looked at him.
Then he picked up his math paper, walked to the last row and said, "Lu Xiao, help me collect the math homework for the first and second groups."
His voice was not too loud, just over the noise.
Everyone was quiet, and Lu Xiao's expression became stiff little by little.
Three seconds later, he resignedly dropped his pen and got up to collect his homework.
Seeing Ye Cheng taking the lead, several other class representatives also stood up to help collect the papers.
Hu Jiawei breathed a sigh of relief visibly, and looked at Ye Cheng gratefully.
Lu Xiao stood in the aisle expressionlessly and said, "Hand in your homework."
Jiang Jin whispered in horror: "Brother Xiao, have you finished copying?"
"I didn't write a word." He said angrily.
Jiang Jin was about to burst into tears. He held down the test paper and said, "Give me another five minutes! I have too many big questions to write, and old Xu Hui will screw me!"
Lu Xiao said coldly: "Three, two, one."
Jiang Jin's face was ashen, and he could only let him take the test paper away.
Because Lu Xiao's face smelled like something, no one dared to delay the handover.
Finally, when they were all collected, he slapped the stack of test papers heavily in front of Ye Cheng.
The other class representatives are still dawdling, and it is much harder than him to accept them. Everyone is trying their best to delay the time.
Xu Chao waited impatiently, raised his voice and said to Hu Jiawei: "I have collected everything and brought it to the office. I will give you ten minutes at the end."
Hu Jiawei responded repeatedly.
As soon as he left, Lu Xiao ground her teeth next to Ye Cheng and said, "You are really good, I can only hand in the paper for nothing."
Because Xu Chao is a math teacher, almost all of them were math first, but he didn't move a single word.
Ye Cheng bent the corners of her lips, and turned the corners of the pile of test papers calmly.
A few seconds later, he pulled out the blank paper and pushed it to the person next to him.
"Ten minutes, hurry up."
He deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.
Lu Xiao's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said with great interest, "Abuse of power, class representative."
Ye Cheng squinted at him, "Why, you don't need it?"
After all, I have to take the paper back.
Lu Xiao hurriedly reached out her hand to stop him, and put it on the back of his hand impartially.
The warm fingertips gently brushed the skin, mixed with the thin calluses left by playing basketball all the year round, itching like ants crawling over.
Ye Cheng shrank back secretly, but was pressed slightly hard, and her palms slapped against the cool paper.
"It's really necessary." Lu Xiao said with a hoarse voice, staring at him.