You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

After the two of them walked out of the building pretending that nothing had happened, Ling Yifeng didn't have the nerve to look back, always feeling a little embarrassed.

Sitting on your boyfriend's lap and kissing in the bright piano room under the sun sounds like a romantic thing, but the premise is...

Either there is no one in the safe range, or you have to be calm and self-sufficient, otherwise it will take a long time to calm down.

Qi Chongshan saw that Ling Yifeng glanced towards him several times intentionally or unintentionally, and finally couldn't help but sighed: "Go down early."

Ling Yifeng let out an "oh" and didn't know what to say.

Seventeen or eighteen years old is full of vigor, not to mention kissing, even if there is nothing wrong, it is normal.

The key is that this person is his boyfriend, and any physical reaction to his boyfriend always makes him feel... duty-bound.

Although it's impossible to do something real|with actual bullets, it seems that there are still things like mutual help.

And as far as he knows, Qi Zhongshan is quite a good person, probably because he didn't have a specific YY direction and didn't read any special film and television literature works before, and he rarely even solves problems by himself. Most of the time, he doesn't feel particularly uncomfortable. .

Ling Yifeng was still thinking in an extremely impure way, while Qi Zhongshan had put away his thoughts that he shouldn't have, and lowered his head to look up words on Ling Yifeng's mobile phone.

Just after finding out, before I had time to read it, a line of words appeared on the message bar.

[You have a new message. ]

Qi Zhongshan touched Ling Yifeng with his shoulder, and handed over the phone.

"Help me back," Ling Yifeng who heard the notification tone knew what he was doing, but he was too lazy to take his hands out of his pockets, "I'm not good at walking and typing."

"Xu Qianqian is looking for you." Qi Chongshan said.

"What's wrong with Xu Qianqian, I have nothing to do with her," Ling Yifeng was a little amused, "If there is something in my phone, I dare to put it in your hand?"

"That's not what I meant," Qi Zhongshan paused, "I'm not very good, she asked you about painting."

Ling Yifeng clicked his tongue, picked up the phone, glanced at it, and found some basic questions. After stopping to answer, he threw it back into Qi Zhongshan's hand.

Qi Zhongshan didn't even look at it, he locked the screen obediently and put the phone in his pocket.

"You are so good," Ling Yifeng said with a smile, "I really think that I am really good at making you angry."

Qi Zhongshan didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand helplessly to pinch the tip of Ling Yifeng's nose.

----

a few days later.

between classes.

"Do you know someone is knocking your real CP's candy?" Ye Yiming let the tip of the pen scratch on the draft paper and pretended to be doing homework, while talking to Qi Zhongshan in a low voice, "I have also learned a lot. arts."

Qi Zhongshan almost laughed: "You may be too ignorant. Do you know that someone is writing about the colleagues of the vice principal and the dean, and someone is simultaneously updating the jokes about the head of the next class and the physics teacher in their class."

Ye Yiming's pen tip paused, almost tearing the paper: "I | Fuck?"

"It's okay." Qi Zhongshan was very calm, "Let them talk. If you rush to clean up, you will try to cover it up."

"You are the emperor, don't worry about eunuchs." Ye Yiming looked him up and down for a while, "Don't think this is something fun, even if some of your peers can accept it and even jokingly write about it, it is a minority after all. Not to mention teachers and parents, after the summer vacation, you will be in the third year of high school, can you calm down a bit."

"I know," Qi Zhongshan sighed, "I understand what you said. I don't plan to come out now, I just don't want to rush to cover up when Yifeng still thinks it's nothing, I'm afraid of him uncomfortable."

"To be honest," Ye Yiming said after hesitating for a while, "don't you feel that you have paid more than him in this relationship?"

"No," Qi Zhongshan disagreed, "If you think I'm always accommodating him, then I want to say that I don't really care about many things. Since he has ideas, I'll just go with him."

Ye Yiming obviously hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

The results of the competition were soon fully announced, and Qi Zhongshan undoubtedly won the first place in the qualifiers.

Qi Chongshan stood in front of the bulletin board and hooked up with Ling Yifeng. After seeing the score clearly, he turned around and was about to leave.

Ling Yifeng caught a glimpse of Xie Hao sharply, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Competitions and these things have nothing to do with sports students, Xie Hao came here to watch the rankings, who else to look at if not Qi Zhongshan.

To put it hypocritically, Qi Zhongshan seldom smiles at others, and doesn't communicate much, at most he chats with Ye Yiming, like a person who is immersed in his own world, and only laughs when he is with himself when he has nothing to do. Love words come one after another, and they have to hold hands when doing homework face to face, so Ling Yifeng sometimes thinks that if Qi Zhongshan treats him like he treats others, he might not talk to Qi Zhongshan at all, because it’s not good. .He just likes the feeling of being cared about and valued by others, especially when this person is equally important in his heart.

Therefore, Xie Hao likes Qi Zhongshan very superficially, he has no idea what Qi Zhongshan is like when he is sticky.

Really miss paying, brother.

When he turned around, he saw Ye Yiming and a few students in the same class who also studied the competition came to see the announcement, and Ye Bingyu was among them.

He immediately remembered what happened before, and was attracted by these two people, so he didn't see Ling Haoran hidden in the dense crowd.

"The number one scholar is here," Ye Bingyu greeted them with a smile, "Come here, the proprietress asked me to tell you something."

Qi Zhongshan continued to hold Ling Yifeng's shoulder very calmly, seemingly inadvertently shielding him from the rushing crowd, trying his best to squeeze through the crowd and walk over.

"The main thing is about the summer training," Ye Bingyu said, "You guys still have confidence in passing the city competition in June, right?"

"Not necessarily." Qi Zhongshan answered in a rare way.

"Aren't you afraid that the proprietress will cut you?" Ye Yiming folded his arms and gave him a white look, "The more you learn, the more you go back."

Qi Zhongshan didn't bother to say anything in front of outsiders, he just tripped Ye Yiming's calf with his foot.

"Then there is the issue of the location. It is initially set in a city that is a little far away, and it is not the kind of closed learning in the school that we participated in during the winter vacation. It is a fixed-point and regular class, and we book a hotel by ourselves," Ye Bingyu reported. The name of a famous school, and raised the paper in his hand, "Because there are a lot of people going to class, so you have to book in advance, you can book it by the school, or you can find a hotel that is more suitable for you, but it is best now Let’s make sure first, the hotel recommended by the seniors and sisters is this one, it’s more expensive, if the school helps, it’s this one, it’s more friendly to the people..."

"Is that school... where you lived before?" Qi Zhongshan looked at Ling Yifeng and asked in a low voice with some uncertainty.

"It's...it's still my brother's alma mater." Ling Yifeng was in a complicated mood, and whispered to him, "The hotel they recommended, Ling Haoran and his family still have shares... It's a bit embarrassing. If you go, you can stay with me There, my former school was the attached middle school there, so I lived very close to the school. There were only three of us in that house, and if they didn’t go back, there would be no one left.”

"What about the house type?" Qi Zhongshan asked.

"Three bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom." Ling Yifeng said, "I think it's too big. I really don't like the empty and deserted house."

"Two rooms." Qi Zhongshan said.

"No, the third room." Ling Yifeng thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"Two rooms." Qi Zhongshan emphasized.

"All right, two rooms are two rooms," Ling Yifeng reacted, amused, "Two rooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, my brother and I sleep in the same room, you can only sleep with me if you have no choice, absolutely not Because you're a hooligan."

"Yes." Qi Zhongshan nodded seriously.

"...Do you understand everything? If you understand it, let's leave." Ye Bingyu glanced here, anxious, "Hey, are you two listening to me! Ye Yiming, you don't care about your tablemate!"

"Me?" Ye Yiming felt that he was shot while lying down, "What does it matter to me?"

"Don't say who you're talking about, it's just that the two of you at the same table are chatting!" Ye Bingyu said, "I don't care, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black!"

"I'm the one to be bullied." Ye Yiming and Qi Zhongshan looked at each other helplessly, "Against my fault, I made the first class guilty, and the people can only build a new China without me."

----

Ever since he knew that the place of summer training was in Ling Yifeng's "hometown" - his true birthplace, Qi Zhongshan suddenly felt that he had rekindled his enthusiasm for learning competitions, at least maintaining the previous level - passing city competitions.

After getting up, Qi Zhongshan stared at the alarm clock for a long time with a head full of anger, recalling the funny alarm, and suddenly wanted to hear Ling Yifeng wake him up.

Or you can delete two words in the middle, listen to him...

Don't say anything.

Because I feel that it is not good to fall asleep directly after eating at noon, Qi Zhongshan usually goes to bed first, and then eats after waking up, but to be honest, recently he is learning competitions and supplementing Chinese and English, so he really just wants to sleep , sleepy without appetite.

When he was sitting at the table eating, he kept his head buried in his mouth and chewed mechanically. He didn't know what he was eating. It wasn't until he bit into an anise that he suddenly lost sleepiness as if he had just woken up from a dream. He got up and walked quickly to the counter in the kitchen. He spat out the strangely smelling spices by the trash can, and after rinsing his mouth, he drank two more glasses of water, barely getting rid of the smell.

Xu Li's voice came from the restaurant: "How many times have I told you not to drink water while eating, but you just don't listen, it will dilute the gastric juice, do you understand, it will affect digestion, how can you grow your body if it affects digestion Huh? Don't tell me you think you're tall enough, at your age..."

Qi Zhongshan responded casually as he walked back, sat down and finished the meal in two or three bites, what he thought of was Ling Yifeng who always used water to help swallow when he was a child, and suddenly felt a little gloating about this sentence. wrong.

Qi Zhongshan went out a little earlier, and he became cautious when opening the back door of the class.

There are a few students in the class who study hard or live far away, lying on their desks for a morning break. What surprised him is that Ling Yifeng, who lives in the school district room, leaned on the back of the chair with his head upturned, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Is it uncomfortable to sleep in this position?

Qi Chongshan approached tentatively, frowned for a while, then gently pulled out the chair and sat down, feeling the weight of the person next to him on his shoulders, without making a sound, he took out a book Homework begins to write.

As it was written, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked down, he realized that Ling Yifeng's hand had slipped along with his body and landed on his thigh at some point, and it was still sliding down slowly.

Qi Zhongshan's body went numb after being caressed by him. He tried hard to drive away the messy thoughts in his mind, spread out his English dictation book, and started the simplest copying homework.

After Ling Yifeng woke up, he obviously didn't know anything, and leaned into his arms. After a while, he realized that he was in class. To cover up his embarrassment, he simply lay down on the desk and watched him copy the words.

Qi Chongshan caught a glimpse of Ling Yifeng's clear eyes and looked at him with a smile. He couldn't hold it back. He stretched out his hand to gently scratch his long eyelashes, then lay down on his stomach, hid behind the pile of books and kissed him. With his side face, he asked hoarsely, "Why didn't you go back at noon?"

"Desperately." Ling Yifeng moved a little closer, without trying to hide anything, "If my grades in science are so poor, I won't be able to keep up with work."

"Talk to me next time."

"what?"

"I'll accompany you."

"No, no, no," Ling Yifeng quickly waved his hands, "Go back to sleep, so as not to lose energy in class. My sleep needs are easier to fool than yours."

"I want to accompany you."

"No need, don't feel sorry for me."

"I just want to stay with you for a while." Qi Zhongshan held his hand under the desk, "I wish I could live on campus, live in a dormitory with you, and be with you all day no matter what I do."

"You might as well take me with a poke ball, carry it with you in your pocket, and throw me out when something happens and you need me to come out, go Ling Yifeng, it's up to you," Ling Yifeng was suddenly happy, "I can't run away again, don't worry."

"You haven't run away?" Qi Zhongshan hooked his finger on his chin, "How can I rest assured?"

"I..." Ling Yifeng was at a loss for words for a while, and simply played tricks, "Why are you so possessive?"

"I don't know why." Qi Zhongshan wrapped his hand in his own, and put his slender knuckles on Ling Yifeng's wrist, "When I think that you may share memories without me with others in the future, I get very anxious .”

"Four years is long enough." Qi Zhongshan said softly, "It can't be more."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel [Xi Qing] for the nutrient solution × 1~

Chapter 100 punch card and sprinkle flowers, and wish Yifeng a happy birthday 2333 Chapter 100 should not have been delayed until today. I really don’t have time to write orz, so let’s send red envelopes together, and the red envelopes of the little angels who leave messages are doubled w