Wait For Me After School

Chapter 27

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Sensing the gazes of the people around him, Yu Fan turned his head and tried to snap Chen Jingshen's head back, only to bump into Chen Jingshen's eyes again.

In order to play dice with Zuo Kuan just now, Yu Fan leaned over there. People came to the back van again, and the sofa space was crowded again and again.

Yu Fan realized later that he was too close to Chen Jingshen.

It was so close that he could smell Chen Jingshen in the smoky box. The aroma of mint is surrounded by the taste of wine, and it is mixed into a unique, cold and refreshing breath.

Chen Jingshen took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly drunk.

For a moment, Yu Fan suddenly couldn't remember what he was going to scold.

Someone in the box had already secretly raised their mobile phone, and no one was singing, and the people on the other side of the sofa all poked their heads to look in their direction.

After Chen Jingshen moved, their heads also moved—

Then they saw Yu Fan with a murderous face.

"...?"

Everyone reacted instantly!

yes! The people next to me didn't specify whether they were of the same sex or the opposite sex.

If it's just gay, it doesn't seem so interesting... shit! !

The few people holding the mobile phone lifted the mobile phone higher in an instant!

The person next to him whispered: "Really, is it really a kiss?"

"Anyway, that's what it says on the card..."

"Then who does Chen Jingshen want to kiss?"

"Nonsense, of course it's better to kiss Yufan than to kiss a girl?"

"Can Yu Fan agree?"

"Didn't Yu Fan ask Xueba to take risks first?"

"..." makes sense.

Wang Lu'an glanced at Zhang Wenjing, who was twisting around and secretly applying lipstick, and then turned to look at Yu Fan, who was motionless with a murderous look on his face, and couldn't help but sweat for Chen Jingshen in his heart.

"Grass." Zuo Kuan frowned, "What the hell is this fake card? Why haven't I seen this one before?"

"Isn't this kind of adventure card quite normal?" Zhang Wenjing put away her lipstick, "Okay, come on! We've drawn all the draws, and the people in our class are definitely willing to bet! Isn't it just a three-minute kiss? I'm not afraid .”

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Wang Lu'an originally wanted to play tricks, but Zhang Wenjing turned around and let the words out.

So he could only try his best to smooth things over: "The hot kiss is too much, forget it, just kiss casually to make sense—Zuo Kuan, do you have any objection?"

This is a game between Xueba and Zuo Kuan, as long as Zuo Kuan agrees, it doesn't matter to others.

"No objection!" Zuo Kuan quickly responded violently.

Although Chen Jingshen was looking at Yu Fan, what if he changed his mind halfway and wanted to kiss Zhang Wenjing again

Alright, now it's up to Xueba whether he wants to be chaste or die.

"Okay." Wang Lu'an looked at Chen Jingshen, "Then Xueba...who are you kissing?"

Yu Fan was brought back to his senses by this question. He crossed his arms and turned his head to the other side indifferently.

His face was cold and hard, with resistance written all over his body.

the other side. Zhang Wenjing threw the lipstick into the bag, picked out her beautiful lips, poked Chen Jingshen's shoulder pretending to be shy, and whispered loudly in his ear: "Xueba, can I cooperate with you? As long as you are willing to take care of my homework and exams this semester... "

Chen Jingshen didn't intend to "deal" with her.

He closed his gaze, let out a deep breath, and wanted to ask if four glasses of wine could clear up the matter, when he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him—

An arm was thrown roughly across his face.

The white sweater was loose, and the sleeves were a little wrinkled after sitting for a long time, which perfectly expressed the owner's displeasure and awkwardness.

Chen Jingshen was slightly taken aback for a rare moment. He stared at the fabric of the clothes for two seconds, then raised his eyes and turned his head to look over.

Yu Fan stared forward, his face smelled worse than before, and he said coldly: "Dear."

The people around were also taken aback.

Zuo Kuan was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately protested: "Does it count with your own hands? What the hell is it through the clothes?"

"Why not?" Wang Lu'an answered quickly, "Did I just say, just kiss casually, casually! It doesn't matter if you kiss anywhere? You have no objection to what you said."

Zuo Kuan: "Who knew you were so good at messing around?!"

Yu Fan frowned, and was just about to say that you are too small, but the warmth and confinement from his wrist made him shut up instantly.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand, but didn't pull it back, so he glanced away.

Chen Jingshen held his wrist, calmly exerted force, and lifted his palm up.

Yu Fan passively bent his hands, but before he could react, his fingers were already on Chen Jingshen's face.

He could even feel Chen Jingshen's breath, breathing heavily into his fingers—

After half a second. Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes and kissed his palm.

Yu Fan froze as if electrified.

The place where it was touched seemed to be on fire, winding up along the blood vessels, burning all the way to the ear.

The surroundings became quiet again, even the song on the stereo was pressed to pause.

Wang Lu'an and Zuo Kuan just called "You guys in class seven can't afford it" and "You guys in class eight are so stingy", and they stopped together when they saw this.

Zhang Wenjing stared with a pair of fox eyes, and wanted to reprimand Yu Fan for stealing business, but when she looked up, she found that under the dim light, Chen Jingshen's downcast eyes were much softer than usual.

The hand resting on his face was slightly curled up, and it didn't seem to show its teeth and claws as usual.

Chen Jingshen said: "Is it all right?"

Wang Lu'an and Zuo Kuan were still in shock, and looked at Chen Jingshen with some admiration.

Was that the palm that Chen Jingshen kissed just now

That's a tiger pad!

Zuo Kuan murmured: "...that's fine."

"Student master." Wang Lu'an gave him a thumbs up sincerely, "You are this."

Chen Jingshen ignored them, put down his wrist, relaxed, and said to the person next to him in a low and hoarse voice: "Thank you."

Yu Fan suddenly came back to his senses, pulled out his hand, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "Damn... let you do it yourself?"

"Where is the kiss?"

Yu Fan turned his head with the thought of tying his sleeves into a ball and stuffing them into Chen Jingshen's mouth, and then paused when his eyes swept to the position below Chen Jingshen's nose.

Grass…

"Hey, the wine is here," a boy stood by the wine table and yelled, "Is there anyone else playing dice? Come two more, let's have a lively game."

"I."

The man turned his head to see Yu Fan, recalled the scene where he beat Zuo Kuan just now, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Fan, aren't you tired after playing for so long? Why don't you take a break..."

"Not tired." Yu Fan got up quickly, moved a separate leather stool from the next door and sat down, raised his eyes to look at the person opposite, "Zuo Kuan, come here and continue."

Zuo Kuan, who was just about to lie down and rest: "..."

"You, Wang Lu'an, and Xueba in your class, the three of you take turns messing with me, can't you afford it?" He couldn't help asking.

"How many people from your eighth class came tonight?" Yu Fan tapped the dice Gu on the wine table, "Bring them all up."

It took Yu Fan no more than half an hour to drink down several people from Class 8.

"No, no, no." The sports student in their class waved his hand, "I can't fucking drink it anymore, can I also draw adventure cards?"

Yu Fan nodded generously: "Yes."

Zuo Kuan, who was sitting next to the sports student, jumped up and said, "Wang Lu'an, change your seat."

"No." Wang Lu'an laughed at him, "At most it's just a palm kiss, what's the big deal..."

Yu Fan picked up a dice and threw it directly, but Wang Lu'an caught it laughingly.

The sports student was a little luckier than Chen Jingshen, and got the adventure card of going to the next box to sing on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

A group of boys boiled over in an instant, they all got up and surrounded him and rushed to the next door, and the box was mostly empty in no time.

Yu Fan was not interested in these things, so he stayed in the box without moving.

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, two sips, and a third sip before finally looking back reluctantly.

Chen Jingshen sat quietly, and the moment he turned his head, he raised his eyelids as if feeling something.

Yu Fan noticed that Chen Jingshen seemed to be sitting crookedly.

Not only is the body crooked, but the head is also tilted to one side with little strength, obviously in a drunken posture. A few seconds later, the head drooped a little more, and after a while, it was estimated that it would be able to lie directly on Zhang Wenjing's shoulder.

Zhang Xianjing sat with a smile, and seemed ready to pick her up.

Good. Yu Fan lazily looked away.

Chen Jingshen slid down again, Zhang Xianjing tensed her shoulders, thinking how long it would take to wait, so she just pushed his head off.

As soon as she moved her fingers, a hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Chen Jingshen's collar, and stood him upright again.

Yu Fan grabbed him expressionlessly, thinking that if he couldn't drink, why did he have to pretend

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingshen raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his head, raised his hand and pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Yu Fan." Chen Jingshen said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not feeling well."

After being crazy in the private room next door, all the boys apologized and exited the private room next door with smiles.

"Fuck, I won't come to this ktv in my life!" The sports student was so ashamed and angry that his neck was red.

Everyone turned around and was about to go back when the door of their box opened suddenly. Yu Fan came out with a person in one hand and a schoolbag in the other.

Wang Lu'an looked at him in shock, and couldn't remember the last time he saw Yu Fan carrying his schoolbag.

"He's dying, I'll send him away first." Seeing him, Yu Fan said calmly.

"Okay." Wang Lu'an said, "Can you move it?"

"Can."

Having said that, Wang Lu'an still stood at the door and watched them off for a while.

Then he found that although Xueba was drunk, he walked steadily and steadily.

Wang Lu'an turned his head back to the box with confidence.

After nine o'clock, the peak of the night market.

Everyone else is well-dressed and enters the venue shiningly. At this time, Yu Fan walked out with the help of a drunk man, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.

"Do you want to throw up?"

Chen Jingshen was silent for a while, then said after deliberation: "A little bit."

"Swallow it back."

"good."

Having said that, Yu Fan finally turned the corner and carried him to the toilet.

He waited outside for a while, and Chen Jingshen came out. I don't know if I vomited or not. Anyway, my face was stained with water, so I should have washed my face.

He glanced at the crowded vehicles outside and asked, "Your home address."

Chen Jingshen: "I'm not going home."

Yu Fan nodded: "Then which street do you want to sleep on?"

The hair on Chen Jingshen's forehead was wet and bunched together.

He said: "I told my family to come out to make up lessons, but now it's not time, so I dare not go back."

"..."

Five minutes later, the two entered a nearby 7-11 convenience store.

The convenience store next to the ktv has few customers, and most of the people who come in at this time are buying cigarettes.

Yu Fan found him a seat by the window, and set him up with his schoolbag.

"When do you make up lessons?"

Chen Jingshen glanced at the wall clock: "Eleven o'clock."

"..." Yu Fan frowned impatiently.

Chen Jingshen changed his words: "But I can leave at ten o'clock. My house is far away, and an hour is just right."

"Are you still here?" Yu Fan said, "Drink so much? Can you play dice and drink with Zuo Kuan?"

Chen Jingshen narrowed his eyes: "He asked me to change positions."

"..."

"I don't want to change."

"..."

Yu Fan raised his eyelids, turned and left.

"Where are you going?" Chen Jingshen asked.

"smokes."

When Yu Fan walked to the door, he realized that there were no cigarettes in his cigarette case.

He turned and walked towards the counter, just as he was about to pay, he caught a glimpse of honey being sold on the table from the corner of his eye.

Really do business.

"Bring me a pack..." Yu Fan paused, "Honey."

The salesperson was taken aback: "Sorry, we only have canned honey here."

"I know," Yu Fan frowned irritably, took out the money and put it on the counter, and said vaguely, "Do you guys... have warm water and cups?"

When Yu Fan went back, Chen Jingshen had already leaned against the window and closed his eyes.

Chen Jingshen's eyelids were a little red, probably from drinking, his shoulders were a little slack, and he was unusually tired.

Today is Wang Lu'an's birthday, so he specially bought a few bottles of foreign ones. That kind of wine was nothing when he first drank it, but it has a strong aftertaste. After Wang Luan finished drinking it last time, he asked for leave and slept at home for a whole day the next day.

Holding a plastic cup like an idiot, Yu Fan raised his hand to touch his shoulder: "Chen Jingshen."

No response.

There was a traffic jam outside, and the red light from the rear of the car swept into the convenience store. Yu Fan couldn't tell whether the red color on Chen Jingshen's face was the effect of drinking or the reflection of the light.

How come there is no response, will there be an accident after drinking

Can he go home without being discovered with such virtue

Or carry it to the hospital

Yu Fan hesitated, moved his hand up unconsciously, and touched Chen Jingshen's face with the back of his hand.

Fortunately, Wen's, people are still...

Chen Jingshen suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his dark eyes were stained by alcohol, and he looked a bit contemptuous.

Yu Fan was taken aback by his gaze, and it took him a while to recover his voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Chen Jingshen didn't say anything.

Yu Fan frowned: "Speak..."

Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes, tilted his face, and put a little effort into sticking to the back of his hand.

The hand that hadn't had time to retract froze, and Yu Fan's nerves tensed instantly.

"fine."

After not speaking for a few minutes, Chen Jingshen's voice was low and hoarse, "Paste it on for a while, and you won't feel uncomfortable."