I thought he was a weak little white flower

Today is the same as usual, the high school candidates are immersed in the questions, the countdown on the blackboard is one day less, and the teacher is as usual, so boring that people doze off.

Zhao Yang always felt that today was different. The students seemed to have found exciting fun in the boring life, and everyone had an unbearable excitement.Zhao Yang couldn't tell, he always felt that he had something to do with him, as if everyone's eyes were on him, but when he turned his head, everyone was doing their own things as if nothing had happened, which made him quite depressed.

His tablemate showed the most obvious behavior, the stool seemed to be full of nails, fidgeting, looking at him repeatedly, as if he had something to say, but refused to speak, Zhao Yang couldn't hold his breath, grabbed him and asked directly: "What are you talking about?" Are you on your nerves today? It's weird."

The tablemate was not angry either, as if he was about to tell some secret, he approached and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yang, is it true that you have a very beautiful fiance?"

Zhao Yang pushed his dog's head away, and said angrily: "What is this all about? Where did I get my fiancé! I'm only 15 years old!"

"But they all said so..."

Students' gossip is the best source of conversation in the teacher's office. The teachers are chatting in full swing in the office. The students who come and go are stunned and listen to everything accurately. When they go back, they will add fuel and vinegar to the students in the class like a parrot.It didn't take long for the whole school to know about it, and the more it spread, the more ugly it became.

Now it has been rumored that Zhao Yang was sold by his family to be a child bride-in-law. Zhao Yang's guardian is his fiancé. His fiancé is very good-looking. When they become adults, they will get married and have two children in three years, a boy and a girl. .

The tablemate told Zhao Yang about the rumors, more and more vigorously, and finally added a sentence as if confirming, "The person who came to hold the parent meeting for you that day was your fiancé. very nice."

"Go, go, go, where does this go, two men still hold each other for three years? That's my brother, don't talk nonsense."

"Brother Yang, you said before that you have no relatives of the same generation." The deskmate mercilessly exposed him.

Zhao Yang choked up, there was really no way to explain it, of course he could tell the truth, but he just didn't want others to know that Yu Heqing was his little mother, and he didn't want others to look at him strangely.

Forget it, everyone will forget about it in a few days.

Zhao Yang held back his anger, and went home to find the culprit for trouble.Yu Heqing sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, his fingers fluttering on the keyboard, because he was too focused to notice his angry stepson.

The soft beige sweater made him look gentle and harmless, like a big cat lazily basking in the warm afternoon with its paws closed.

Zhao Yang unconsciously lowered his voice, and the questioning turned into coquetry, "Why did you tell my class teacher that you are mine, mine..."

Zhao Yang blushed with embarrassment, and couldn't utter that word, how could someone be so shameless (つд?)

Yu Heqing struggled to get distracted from the computer screen, his eyes narrowed slightly due to staring at the electronic screen for a long time, and his dazed look hit Zhao Yang's cuteness, and he couldn't get angry at all.

Yu Heqing now thinks back to his behavior last night and feels that he is naive. He probably guesses how much trouble he has caused Zhao Yang, and he is somewhat guilty. Why are you so angry, I'm so good-looking, you don't feel bad!"

"You, you, you are so shameless!"

Yu Heqing raised the corner of his mouth viciously, "Besides, it's not right now, but it doesn't mean it won't be in the future."

Zhao Yang was so ashamed and angry that he ignored the inexplicable throbbing in his heart and ran away again.