It happened to be Monday after the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and the school playground was full of students early in the morning, preparing for the flag-raising ceremony.
Wang Lu'an stood at the tail of the queue in Class 2 and 7, yawning from sleepiness.
There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Wang Lu'an took out his mobile phone for a moment, and turned his head listlessly: "I thought you weren't going to be promoted again... I'm a grass??"
"Your voice should be louder." Feeling other people looking at them, Yu Fan walked to the end of the line and stood still, and said lazily, "Try to let the school leaders hear."
"No..." Wang Lu'an looked at the band-aids and bruises on his face, and said in shock, "The school next door blocked you?!"
"No, I fought with someone else."
"Who? Where is that man?"
"I don't know." Yu Fan put his hands in his pockets, "Maybe it's a hospital."
"..."
Sometimes Wang Lu'an really admires Yu Fan. If he had suffered such an injury, he would have gone home crying and complained to his parents, and then recuperated at home for ten days and a half months.
But from the first year of high school to the present, no matter how serious the matter is, he has never heard Yu Fan cry out or complain. Yu Fan always resisted silently and violently, venting his anger in his own way.
He always felt that Yu Fan had a kind of tenacity and fearlessness that most of his peers did not have.
"What if Fangqin sees it later?" Wang Lu'an asked.
"I've seen it."
"What did you tell her?"
"Hitted by a car."
"..."
Wang Lu'an could probably guess the expression on Fangqin's face at that time. He had a complicated expression, and couldn't help but look around Yu Fan's body. In fact, not only his face, but also the two arms exposed in the summer school uniform were also bruised and purple. Yu Fan's skin was fair, which made him look a little scary.
"Have you been to the hospital? No broken bones..."
"Wang Lu'an."
When he was interrupted in the middle of the conversation, Wang Luan froze for a moment: "Ah."
"Look at me, don't talk." Yu Fan said.
Wang Lu'an: "Why?"
"Stop talking." Yu Fan frowned.
"..."
The two stood facing each other, staring at each other for a while.
Yu Fan looked at Wang Lu'an and felt like yawning.
"What are you two doing?" Zuo Kuan stood in the queue of the next class and asked with a frown, "Challenge with a suppressed smile? Me too... Yu Fan, why are you injured?"
Wang Luan's eyes were tired from staring, and he also wanted to know what the hell he was doing.
Just as he was about to ask, Yu Fan turned his head away: "Zuo Kuan, look at me for a while, don't talk."
Left width: "?"
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Zuo Kuan brought his eyes together, raised his nose with his hands, and made a cross-eyed comparison.
Yu Fan: "..."
Seeing that Yu Fan didn't fight back, Wang Lu'an stretched out his hand to support Yu Fan's shoulder, bent down and imitated someone retching: "yue!"
One blow was fatal, Zuo Kuan rushed forward and was about to beat him up: "Wang Lu'an, I'll fuck your mother!"
Wang Lu'an immediately avoided: "Yueyueyue, I can't do it! I don't want to sit on this thing in my life!"
Zuo Kuan: "Fuck your mom, fuck your mom!"
With Yu Fan as the center, the two boys had a childish chasing race in circles.
Yu Fan: "..."
The farce did not end until Zhuang Fangqin came.
Wang Lu'an was panting from running, and wiped off his sweat before remembering to ask, "Yu Fan, what do you mean?"
Yu Fan said blankly, "It's nothing."
He just wanted to see if he had the problem of wanting to kiss a man after staring at him for a long time.
But it seems not.
Don't talk about kissing, Fangqin is afraid that if he comes a step late, he won't be able to hold back his fist.
So, it seemed that he just wanted to kiss Chen Jingshen.
This idea just flashed past slightly, and Yu Fan felt a subtle numbness in the back of his head, and an indescribable excitement emerged. He pressed the knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, and his hand was hidden in his pocket, and only he was aware of the subtle movements.
The "March of Athletes" stopped suddenly, which meant that the flag-raising ceremony was about to begin. Yu Fan glanced at the empty back and frowned.
"Xueba is late?" Wang Lu'an followed his gaze and looked back, surprised.
"Not late." Wu Si in front turned around, "He's going to be on stage today...here, look, he's standing next to the rostrum."
Yu Fan immediately stood on tiptoe indifferently and looked over.
Beside the rostrum, Hu Pang led several students to wait there, and Chen Jingshen stood second.
I don't know why, although everyone said that Chen Jingshen used to go to the rostrum with him back and forth, but he didn't really have any impression. But when he looked over now, he found Chen Jingshen's quiet and upright profile very familiar.
It seems that I did pass such a person before I went up to study for self-criticism. That person always passed me with a cold face, and then at a certain moment, that person would turn his head away—like now.
Chen Jingshen suddenly looked over, and they looked at each other through thousands of people.
Yu Fan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that I just took a look, is it such a coincidence?
He immediately looked away unnaturally, and turned around to raise the national flag following the command in the audio.
The reason why Chen Jingshen came to the rostrum this time is that he and several other students were named "Pacesetters in the Second Grade of High School" by Hu Pang. Because the number of pacesetters is relatively large, there are five in one grade, and it is definitely too late to speak one by one, so only one student in each grade can give a speech.
Miao Chen was in charge of the speech in the second year of high school.
"Why isn't Xueba giving a speech?" Wang Lu'an muttered in front, "Hey, is that man the one who came to class looking for Xueba last time?"
"Yes." Wu Si said, "Maybe Chen Jingshen himself didn't want to give a speech. In the past few semesters, Chen Jingshen spoke on behalf of the learning model."
Wang Luan: "Hu Pang is really flamboyant, learning to be a pacesetter, isn't this something that was only available in elementary school?"
Yu Fan lazily raised his head, staring at everyone else on the stage, except Chen Jingshen.
Miao Chen's school uniform is neat, and his words are correct: "Teachers and students of Nancheng No. 7 Middle School, good morning, everyone. I am Miao Chen from Class 2 and 5 of Senior High. I am honored to be awarded the title of 'Grade Model' this time..."
Yu Fan yawned after saying the same thing.
After talking on and on for a few minutes, Miao Chen suddenly changed the subject: "Actually... In the first semester of the first year of high school, I once heard the speech made by Chen Jingshen as a pacesetter in the first year of high school. Chen Jingshen studied hard and achieved good results. Excellent, impassioned and wonderful speech content, which inspires me all the time... ”
Yu Fan clenched his fingers in his pocket slowly.
"So I have always taken Chen Jingshen as my learning goal. I am very happy to stand on the rostrum with him today. I will continue to work hard to improve myself so that I can also be a role model for some students..."
Chen Jingshen did not expect that Miao Chen's speech would include his own name. He subconsciously glanced at Miao Chen, and when he looked away again, he met the cold eyes in their queue.
Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows at him from a distance, roughly meaning: What's wrong
Yu Fan also gave him a middle finger from a distance, roughly meaning: Don't look at me. roll.
When Chen Jingshen returned to the classroom, his deskmate had already collapsed on the table.
He returned to his seat, stared at the back of that indifferent head for a while, moved the hand holding the pen to the side, touched the other's arm hanging on the desk with the back of his hand, and just wanted to say something—
"Xueba, Miao Chen admires you so much? I didn't realize it before." Wu Si said as he passed by their seats.
"That's for sure. It's not like you don't know how good a schoolmaster is to your deskmate. A schoolmaster like Yu Fan who doesn't study can be brought along, let alone that morning," Wang Lu'an put his arm around Wu Si's shoulder and said, "Hurry up." Sit back, Wangqin is here."
The two threw sparks into the grass, patted their buttocks and sat back.
When Chen Jingshen turned his head again, he and his deskmate had published a few more books, and the meaning of drawing the 38th line was very obvious.
Today's flag-raising ceremony was delayed for a long time, which took up the time of the class meeting. The physics teacher entered the classroom holding the textbook.
"Yu Fan," Chen Jingshen turned the pen in his hand, ignoring the books in the middle, and said calmly, "Miao Chen and I haven't talked much."
"Students, take out all your textbooks." The physics teacher pushed his glasses, "Don't whisper in class."
Under the watchful eyes of the physics teacher, Chen Jingshen took out the physics textbook.
Looking back, his deskmate had already changed his sleeping position, with an earphone still hanging on his ear.
Chen Jingshen: "."
Yu Fan slept until noon after school.
Chen Jingshen put an extra copy of the notes on the "38th Parallel", and was just about to wake him up when someone called his name outside the window.
"Chen Jingshen," Miao Chen was carrying a backpack, and blinked at him, "Did the physics teacher tell you? Our school is going to arrange a competition training camp."
Chen Jingshen covered his pen and hummed.
Miao Chen said: "Can we live in a dormitory at that time? I checked the list, and I don't know the others very well... I can bring more food! What do you like—"
With a bang, the person sitting between them suddenly stood up and sat up straight, the chair moved back, and the ear-piercing sound of rubbing cut off Miao Chen's words behind him.
Yu Fan took out his mobile phone from the drawer, stood up, and looked at the people outside the window expressionlessly.
"Let's go," he said.
After Yu Fan woke up, his eyelids would be cold and straightened, making him look particularly fierce. Miao Chen was so frightened that he nodded quickly, and moved to the side to make room.
Yu Fan stepped on his chair, went out the window, and left without looking back.
From waking up to leaving, he didn't even look at Chen Jingshen.
"He, does he always leave the classroom like this?" Miao Chen clutched the shoulder strap of her schoolbag fearfully, watching Yu Fan disappear into the corridor, "And I just saw him as if he just woke up? Does the teacher not care?"
There are students around who are on duty, Miao Chen lowered his voice, and leaned a little into the window: "By the way, I've been wanting to tell you... I heard that he seems to have a bad personality and can beat people, you know ?"
"He was on the rostrum with you, but he was studying for a review... Why didn't you apply to the teacher for a change of seat? The teacher should be willing to change it for you."
"Ah, I haven't finished my question just now, do you have anything you like to eat... Chen Jingshen?"
Chen Jingshen put away his schoolbag silently, put it on his shoulder, and was about to say something. The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.
[-: The classroom on the first floor of the laboratory building, roll over and return the things.]
What else
Chen Jingshen recalled what he owed, and slowly relaxed his eyebrows that had just been raised.
"Chen Jingshen?" Miao Chen whispered in shock, "Did you bring your phone to school?"
"En." Chen Jingshen put the phone back in his pocket, looked up and said, "No need."
Miao Chen was taken aback: "What?"
"You don't need to bring me anything. I told the teacher about the training camp, and I won't participate."
Miao Chen stared at him blankly, not understanding why Chen Jingshen didn't want the spot that everyone was competing for.
Chen Jingshen walked out the back door, and turned around as if thinking of something: "There are more."
He said lightly, "If there is nothing important in the future, don't come to me."
The lab building after school was empty. Occasionally, a few students went to the low wall next to the laboratory building to pick up food, and they would not look inside.
When Chen Jingshen arrived in the experimental classroom, Yu Fan was sitting on the last row of desks playing with his mobile phone, with his feet hanging in the air, and his posture was slack.
Hearing the movement, Yu Fan didn't raise his head, and said coldly, "It's been too long."
Chen Jingshen locked the classroom door: "Well, I said something."
Yu Fan wanted to ask something, but took the words back.
"Come here." He ordered like an uncle.
Chen Jingshen took off his schoolbag and put it on the chair by the door, and walked obediently to Yu Fan.
Yu Fan put the phone aside, looked up and confronted him silently for a while.
He has drawn the curtains. But the curtains in this abandoned classroom do not block the light, and the classroom is still bright. The top of the curtain was not drawn tight, a ray of sunlight hit Chen Jingshen's face, his eyes were shining brightly in the light, deep and clean.
Yu Fan confirmed. He really wanted to kiss Chen Jingshen, and thought about it once.
He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, grabbed Chen Jingshen's school uniform, pulled it slightly, and said, "Bend down by yourself."
Chen Jingshen tilted his head down, spreading his hands to support Yu Fan's left and right sides.
Yu Fan smelled the peppermint scent on his body, his Adam's apple slipped, and the hand pulling his clothes exerted a little force, and he raised his head just as he was about to touch it—
Chen Jingshen stepped back a little, and Yu Fan kissed him for nothing.
They are close at hand, and their breath is intimately intertwined. Like the night I didn't kiss.
Yu Fan felt Chen Jingshen's breathing, raised his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Before that, I want to tell you something."
Chen Jingshen said: "I am not familiar with Miao Chen."
Yu Fan: "... Who cares if you guys are familiar with each other? Why are you telling me this?"
"I'm talking to myself." Chen Jingshen said lightly, "I'm not nice to the other tablemates. He comes to ask me questions occasionally, and I'll teach a little bit, just like I did to Wang Lu'an and the others."
Yu Fan paused for two seconds: "Chen Jingshen, you are very noisy."
"Yeah. But it seems like it's been too long since I said it," Chen Jingshen leaned forward a little, "I don't have any feelings for my deskmate, but I treat you well because of me..."
Yu Fan immediately interrupted him: "Chen Jingshen—"
"I like you." Chen Jingshen said.
"..."
Yu Fan actually didn't want to understand why he was angry before.
At first, he thought that he thought Miao Chen was annoying and would pester Chen Jingshen everywhere, but after he met Miao Chen's eyes just now, he realized it was not the case.
Until now, he seems to have vaguely understood.
There is a boy who is as good as Chen Jingshen, and he is pursuing him almost adoringly.
Yu Fan always felt that Chen Jingshen was blind when he fell in love with him.
Chen Jingshen may regain his sight at any time, and he may fall in love with other boys at any time. For example, Miao Chen, who has a cute appearance, a docile personality, and excellent grades.
But at least at this moment, Chen Jingshen still likes him.
Yu Fan was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand to hook his neck, making Chen Jingshen bow his head and kiss him.
Chen Jingshen didn't move at all, and Yu Fan had no experience of taking the initiative. He lightly pecked Chen Jingshen's lips a few times, they were sticking together dryly and then separated, close and hot.
Yu Fan was dizzy, his heartbeat was out of control, and he felt like something was about to happen. His mind was confused, and it took him a long time to touch Chen Jingshen's lips as if he was enlightened. Chen Jingshen opened his mouth cooperatively, and the tip of Yu Fan's tongue moved in. The moment he touched Chen Jingshen's teeth, he unconsciously clenched his hand on the desk.
There was a laughing sound from outside, it should be the students who came to pick up the takeaway.
Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to withdraw subconsciously. The next second, Chen Jingshen raised his hand to hold his neck, and pushed him back again.
Chen Jingshen's kiss had nothing in common with him. Yu Fan's chin uncontrollably rose repeatedly after being kissed, and it was difficult to keep breathing. Light's mouth, said: "Breathe."
Yu Fan took a breath obediently, and was kissed again.
I don't know how long it took before Yu Fan was let go.
The only sound left in the empty classroom was the heavy breathing of the two of them.
"Yu Fan."
Yu Fan's eyes were a little wet from being kissed, and he replied in a daze, "Yes."
With his hands still on the back of his neck, Chen Jingshen rubbed the hair on the back of him, and asked him in a low voice: "Did you and your ex-girlfriend kiss first before confirming the relationship?"