first love is a substitute

After the morning self-study and handing out the test papers, the atmosphere between Gao Jun and Cheng Cong has inexplicably changed a lot. Although Cheng Cong still doesn't take the initiative to talk to Gao Jun, but when the two people's eyes occasionally collide, they will be shy. Smile - instead of locking yourself in that little world like you did before.

Another routine math class, the content of this class is to explain yesterday's exercises.

The classroom was filled with the sound of flipping books. Cheng Cong searched slowly in his schoolbag for a long time before finally finding the exercises, and then quickly turned to the page the teacher said.

The mathematics teacher is a young female teacher. Her lecture ideas are very clear, but she speaks a little too fast. For a student like Gao Jun who has a relatively good background, listening to her class is very enjoyable, but for a student like Cheng Cong For students, it is a bit difficult.

After a while, the female teacher had finished the first question. Cheng Cong was looking at the blackboard while copying from his exercise book, not knowing how much he understood.

He had just finished copying the previous question, and before he had time to take a breath, he found that the teacher had already finished half of the next question.

Gao Jun watched all his reactions from the side, and subconsciously glanced at his exercise book...all red crosses.

Gao Jun sighed, and finally reached out and moved his exercise book to the table.

Cheng Cong, who was busy at first, suddenly felt his elbow being lightly touched. He turned his head and saw Gao Jun pushing his exercise book over with a blank expression.

At that moment, a warm current filled Cheng Cong's heart. He nervously whispered "Thank you" and then continued to write hard according to Gao Jun's exercise book.

When the teacher finished the last question, the get out of class bell just rang.

Everyone seemed unable to stay in position for a second longer, and quickly packed their schoolbags and rushed out of the classroom.

Cheng Cong insisted on copying the steps of those exercises, but when he turned his head, he found that Gao Jun had already packed his schoolbag and was sitting beside him with his arms folded, looking at him.

Cheng Cong suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly returned the exercise book to him, but couldn't say any other polite words, so he finally whispered "thank you" after holding back for a long time.

"You're bad at math."

Gao Jun's words are not interrogative sentences at all, but declarative sentences.

Cheng Cong blushed suddenly when he heard this. He knew that Gao Jun's grades were excellent, but being exposed by such an excellent person on the spot, Cheng Cong still nervously grabbed his exercise book, "I, I am indeed a little Can't keep up."

Gao Jun nodded when he heard his words. His little deskmate doesn't seem to be stupid. It's probably due to his mediocre background and the fact that he just transferred to another school and didn't get used to it...

But that's okay.

Gao Jun bent the corners of his mouth, and then smiled at the other party, which he thought was very friendly.

"How about I help you with tutoring?"

"Ah." Cheng Cong was completely stunned by Gao Jun's question. He seemed to have never seen Gao Jun smile, and he never knew how handsome and good-looking this boy was when he smiled.

Cheng Cong stared at him blankly, and Gao Jun subconsciously thought that the other party accepted his proposal. Satisfied, he reached out and stuffed his exercise book back into the table hole, and finally said his final purpose, "However, you You have to promise me one condition: play games with me."

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The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the clean desks through the classroom windows, and Gao Jun was the only one left in the classroom.

Gao Jun sat there with a handsome face wrinkled, but he couldn't figure it out. They had talked well just now, but why did he suddenly stop talking and fell silent when he asked him to play games with him? After half a day, he hesitated and rejected himself again. Before he had time to ask him why, he quickly picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom...

Is it because he doesn't like playing games?

How is it possible... Gao Jun denied this idea in his mind, there is no boy who doesn't like playing games.

Gao Jun's good mood of the day disappeared, and when he returned to his room at night and saw his cherished game console, he suddenly felt that it was not so meaningful.

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Cheng Cong's mood is a bit low today, because his chance to make his first friend in class was ruined by himself.

Cheng Cong opened the door later than usual, and when he looked up, he found that the whole family was sitting at the dining table without eating and waiting for him.

"Congcong, why are you back so late today?"

Although the middle-aged woman who spoke was full of concern in her voice, her face was obviously filled with impatience.

Cheng Cong froze, quickly changed his shoes and ran to the dining table.

The old lady sitting in the center of the dining table glanced at the middle-aged woman, then looked at Cheng Cong with a smile and said, "It's not too late, my good grandson...you're tired from studying, come and eat."

Cheng Cong took a careful look at the middle-aged woman, seeing that she didn't say anything more, so he hurried over to sit down and eat quietly.

Everyday dinner is the most stressful moment of Cheng Cong's day. After dinner, the old lady was sent back to the room. Cheng Cong had completed the task, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He just wanted to pick up his schoolbag and go back to the room , but was stopped by a middle-aged woman.

"Auntie."

Cheng Cong lowered his head slightly and called obediently, but the woman obviously looked bored, rolled her eyes and said, "Tang Yue, you are not young anymore, you should be sensible, don't forget our family The reason why I am willing to take you in is not for you to be the young master, if Congcong's grandmother doesn't have a few years to live, do you think you can take advantage of such a big one..."

"What are you talking about!" Before the middle-aged woman finished her sentence, she was stopped by the middle-aged man next to her. He frowned and took a puff of cigarette, then turned his head and said to the silent "Cheng Cong" next to him , "Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense, you can live here with peace of mind, your mother is gone, uncle will take care of you."

"What are you going to take care of him?" The middle-aged woman seemed to be stepped on a sore spot suddenly, "Cong Cong spends so much money to study in a foreign country, how can we have the money to raise this unlucky child who has no parents!"

"Yang Hui, enough is enough!" The man stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand.

"I'm enough? How dare you yell at me for this matter? Which sentence I said is wrong?" The woman stood up suddenly, and her voice became louder and louder. The man frowned and didn't want to talk to her. Arguing, obviously, this kind of quarrel was not the first time between them.

"Aunt, uncle, please stop arguing..." "Cheng Cong"'s low voice was drowned out in the quarrel between the husband and wife. In the end, the woman cried and slammed the door and left, while the man looked helpless while smoking a cigarette.

"Xiao Yue, go back to your room and do your homework first."

"Cheng Cong" was silent for a while, and finally nodded, picked up his schoolbag, turned around and went back to his room silently.

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Cheng Cong, no, it should be Tang Yue. After he put his heavy schoolbag on the table, he didn't take it out in a hurry.There is a lot of homework today, but he is not in the mood to do it.

He leaned against the desk and sat on the cold floor, hugging his knees and weeping silently.

Tang Yue has never seen his father since he was a child. It is said that his father is a gambler. He owed a whole lot of debts at a young age. The scumbag killed him, and his mother raised him until he was a teenager, and finally died of alcoholism in the bar where she worked a few months ago.

His father and mother are the "that kind of people" that people often say. Tang Yue didn't understand it at first, but as he grew older, he was able to hear the ironic meaning of these words.

Both parents died, and Tang Yue was pushed back and forth among various relatives several times before being finally picked up by his mother's only younger brother.

On the way to this house, Tang Yue was vaguely reminded by his uncle: "Your aunt has a bad temper, so don't pay too much attention to what you say."

Tang Yue nodded vigorously at the time. He had lived enough of being homeless in the past few months, and now as long as someone is willing to give him a home, a bad temper is nothing.

Anyway, my mother used to have a bad temper.

Thinking of her mother, Tang Yue couldn't help but sour her eyes.

On the first day when he came to his uncle's house, his aunt lectured him sarcastically, and Tang Yue gradually realized that there was actually a reason why his aunt was willing to adopt him.

Uncle Tang Yue's son is named Cheng Cong, who is two years older than Tang Yue. Half a year ago, at Yang Hui's insistence, Cheng Cong was sent abroad to study. Not long ago, Yang Hui's mother was also Cheng Cong. Grandma suffers from dementia.

The old man was originally in poor health and may not have many days left. He only loves this grandson, but Cheng Cong's going abroad has basically spent the couple's savings, and it is impossible to come back immediately. Tang Yue was alone and helpless, so Tang Yue's uncle proposed to adopt Tang Yue.

At first, Yang Hui absolutely disagreed, but she couldn't stand the old man's frequent inquiries, so she was finally forced to agree.

Things went according to everyone's expectations. Tang Yue obediently played the role of Cheng Cong, and even took Cheng Cong's name in school.

In fact, Tang Yue is younger than Cheng Cong. Originally, he has been traveling around with his mother all these years and has not studied hard. Now that he is asked to go directly to junior high school, he will definitely not be able to keep up. But Yang Hui insisted He said that he could no longer waste his family's money because of going to school. After all, the cost of studying abroad for Cheng Cong was extremely high. If he went to study in the name of Cheng Cong, all expenses could be reimbursed. But it's different, she doesn't want to spend an extra penny on Tang Yue.

Therefore, she directly gave Tang Yue two choices: either use Cheng Cong's name to go to school, or don't read it.

Tang Yue clenched the hem of her clothes and replied without any hesitation, "I read."

So, Tang Yue cautiously entered the first grade with a face that was obviously younger than his peers. He was inferior and timid, and he didn't even have the courage to talk to any of his classmates.

Gao Jun... was the first person in his life who was willing to take the initiative to make friends with him.

but now……

He has never played games, because he will always be the kid standing outside the window with an envious face.

Thinking of this, Tang Yue's chest felt uncomfortable. He buried his head deeply between his knees, just like he had done many nights. He lowered his head and grasped tightly. The hem of his clothes, suppressing his urge to cry, until he was no longer so uncomfortable, he quietly let go of the clenched hand.

The author has something to say: This chapter is mainly to explain Tang Yue’s life experience and pave the way for the future~~I promise that the next chapter will be sweet~