Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

There is a large area of ​​petunias planted outside the first class classroom. The petals are pink and small, covering the entire ground.

Just at this moment, a wind blew, constantly wrapping up the pink and white petals and flying into the air, accidentally setting off a long-lasting romantic flower rain.

It was the first time for the students to see such a dreamy scene. They all raised their heads from their arms and scrambled to squeeze out.

Two young men, one sitting and the other standing, looked at each other across the windowsill.

The petals outside the window, accompanied by the sunlight, gently fell on Gong Huasui's shoulders. In a moment, they were carried by the wind, brushing against Chi Qinghe's earlobe intimately, and then tucked into his inky hair, silently bringing the two closer together.

When he lowered his eyes to meet those eyes, Gong Huasui even breathed lighter.

The fingertips pressing on the windowsill tightened, gradually clenched into fists, and then dug into the flesh fiercely. Only by relying on the pain did he dare to believe that all this was real.

Seeing that the person was standing there in a daze without saying anything, with a look of caution in his eyes, Chi Qinghe raised his head and looked at him carefully for a few more times, lingering on the band-aids on his face and neck for a little longer.

I silently gave him two labels in my heart——

Passionate and love fighting.

It feels like I have a lot of girlfriends or boyfriends.

Chi Qinghe not only has physical mysophobia, but also mental mysophobia, so his interest in it was immediately lost.

“…I’m not gay.”

Gong Huasui lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "What a coincidence, I'm not one either."

Chi Qinghe choked.

What's so coincidental about this?

Can two straight lines become curved when they come together?

Because of this person, Chi Qinghe's last bit of sleepiness disappeared.

"Any thing else?"

"Yes. I'm also transferring to Class 1. If nothing goes wrong, we might become deskmates. Let me introduce myself in advance. My name is Gong Huasui."

Gong Huasui stretched out his hand, curled his lips and smiled at him.

For a moment, the boy was even brighter than the sun behind him.

But Chi Qinghe's mind was not here at all. He stared at the white bandage that extended from the boy's palm to his forearm and finally buried in his sleeve, feeling mixed emotions.

Do you want to hold it?

But his palm seemed to be bleeding, and he didn't want to touch it...

And if he remembered correctly, Gong Huasui was the third male lead in this book, who would later dare to share the heroine's peculiarities with other men.

It’s better not to touch it.

Gong Huasui sensed the other party's disdain, hid the hurt in his eyes, withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I will pay more attention next time."

Chi Qinghe had no expression on his face. He slammed the window shut to block out the wind and petals outside, then lay down on the table again, closed his eyes and planned to continue sleeping.

Gong Huasui moved away at the right time and looked at the young man's relaxed brows as the sunlight hit his face, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Seeing that it was almost time, Liu Xi and the other two pulled Gong Huasui towards the empty stairwell and discussed in low voices.

Liu Xi recalled the unconcerned atmosphere just now and said to Gong Huasui, "Your expression seems off. Was that person really Chi Qinghe?"

Zhou Ye spoke first, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! None of their habits match!"

He repeated what they had talked about in English class.

Guan Xiuning also frowned, but still held reservations.

The three of them each held their own opinions, and the noise became louder and louder, and the content became more and more outrageous, talking about ghost hunters, martial arts, and zombies, until a slightly cold voice interrupted them.

"he is."

Gong Huasui raised his eyelids, and when he thought of the scene just now, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

“He is Qinghe.”

The three of them wondered, "Why?"

"No reason."

From beginning to end, Gong Huasui's tone was firm.

Zhou Ye still didn't believe it. He believed more in what he saw with his own eyes.

"I think we need to do something clever, like get him to confess after drinking. Who of you should work hard this week and get to know him well? Then we can bring him out to play, mix him with some alcohol, and make him spit out everything!"

While Guan Xiuning was saying that this was not a good thing, he followed Liu Xi and set his sights on Gong Huasui.

But this time, Gong Huasui rarely refused.

"My identity is not convenient, and if my uncle knew that it was me who went out to play with Qinghe, he would definitely not let Qinghe out."

The three of them were not clear about the origin of this matter, but they wisely chose to skip it. Liuxi volunteered to take on this task.

After the second get out of class, an inspiring march was played from the loudspeaker, urging the students to go to the playground to participate in the flag-raising ceremony.

The class of students didn't rush to catch up on their sleep and walked out yawning.

When queuing in the corridor, Chi Qinghe stood at the end of the line, with the head teacher next to him.

Seeing Cao Yu's steps getting bigger and bigger, her high heels making a clicking sound, Chi Qinghe slowed down subtly, gradually putting some distance between him and the team in front.

After all, he was new here, so Cao Yu rarely showed his usual stern demeanor. He pushed his glasses and said, "You answered the questions in class well. You can keep up at this speed, right?"

"It's pretty simple."

"Okay, then I'll go back to normal speed next class. If you can't keep up, raise your hand immediately."

She took out the booklet from her arms, wrote something on it, and said, "I've arranged someone for you. I'll have him show you around the school so you can get familiar with it."

Chi Qinghe nodded and asked without thinking, "Are you from our class?"

"I transferred from another class."

When he said this, Cao Yu smiled more. "He is now the top student in the grade. He was originally supposed to be in Class 1, but for some reason he ended up in Class 5."

The team stood still. She raised her chin and pointed at the tall young man who was looking down at the manuscript under the podium. "That's him."

Chi Qinghe looked over, curled his fingers, and his heart started pounding.

The original owner wouldn’t like this third male lead, right?

He didn't dare to look any longer and immediately turned his gaze back.

So annoying!

What are you doing!

Don't jump so fast!

Chi Qinghe took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the inexplicable feeling in his body, but after nearly three minutes of trying, not only did his heartbeat not drop, but his ears even felt hot...

It's so weird. I didn't feel anything when we first met!

Suddenly, someone pulled his sleeve.

Zhou Ye turned his head and whispered, "The people in the photography department are taking pictures. Please control your expression for a while, otherwise your ugly photos will be played on the big screen in the school for a week."

When Zhou Ye said this, there was a sense of someone who had been through a lot, and it was inexplicably sad to hear.

I was too young and ignorant once, picking my teeth in front of the camera, and because the leek got stuck too deep, I couldn't twist my tongue out, and I rolled my eyes several times...

Those idiots! Their snapping skills are terrible. They captured several photos right when he was rolling his eyes!

He didn't pay attention when choosing the films, which made him lose face for the entire semester.

At that time, almost everyone in the school was asking, who was the overfed gorilla on the screen?

Hey!

This caused him to have a traumatic experience with leek boxes from then on!