Wine Stuffed Peach

The closer you are to the teaching building, the clearer the light. Ning Sui looked down at the two long shadows on the ground and said, "Can you let go? I will go by myself."

"What if you run away?" Si Yue's voice came from diagonally behind, with clear words, "I'm too lazy to catch you again."

His warm palms were pressed against Ning Sui's shoulders through a layer of cloth. When he spoke, the breath between his lips and teeth passed by quietly, followed by the smell of pheromones on his body. Ning Sui's hair was entangled in strands and strands.

Usually in school, everyone will put away their pheromones, and generally they will not be smelled by others.

But Ning Sui is unusual, he has a dog-like nose, the kind that in comics needs to be zoomed in close-up with highlights.When he first entered the military training in the first year of high school, he remembered the smell of Siyue. It was a sake-flavored pheromone that he had never smelled on other people, and he became addicted when he was not paying attention.

But good smell is good smell, being dragged by a bottle of wine and arrested by the collar, no matter how you think about it... Ning Sui sniffed again, thinking flexibly, forget it, the incense delivered to your door is not for nothing or stealing .

When he reached the door of the classroom, Si Yue let go of his hand, and the two entered the classroom one after the other.

Ning Sui's seat was in the last row of the second group. As soon as he sat down, Si Yue walked up to him, tapped his fingers on his desk, and told him, "The teacher in charge asked me to tell you that skipping class for a thousand words The review will be handed in tomorrow."

Ning Sui felt deeply that his image had fallen to the bottom. He refrained from kicking the table leg to destroy public property, but the villain in his heart had already started to roll.

Remember, the first direct contact with Si Yue started with skipping class and ended with being arrested, and left a black and white case record like a self-criticism.

The means of attracting the other party's attention are too strange, and the first impression is very deep.

perfect.

shit.

Lu Sirui at the same table saw him lying on the table with a look of lovelessness, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter, you skipped class and were arrested by God A?"

"Well," Ning Sui snorted weakly, "Can't he just sit in the classroom and study? Why don't you want to come out and grab the job of the dean?"

Lu Sirui comforted: "If you really want to be arrested by the dean, then you will not only have to write a self-criticism, but also have to read it on the flag-raising platform. It would be even more embarrassing."

Ning Sui, who was not comforted, pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone and searched for a self-criticism, took out a pen and paper and copied it word for word.

The joys and sorrows of Alpha and Beta are not the same. When Ning Sui vented his anger with a stroke of mad grass, Si Yue almost returned to his seat briskly.

Seeing that he was back, Lin Jiheng immediately turned around and lay down on the back of the chair, and asked in a low voice, "Damn it, where did you go just now Brother Yue, it's a good thing Lao Yang didn't come to count the heads, otherwise he wouldn't be able to carry around."

Si Yue turned over the unfinished exercises on the table, and the ending sound raised a slight arc: "Go and catch a disobedient classmate who skipped class."

"Okay," Lin Jiheng took out a small notebook with his name on it, and winked at him courteously, "Don't worry, I didn't remember you."

Si Yue stared at the name on it for a few seconds: "Cross out Ning Sui too."

"Ah?" Lin Jiheng was taken aback, "Why?"

"I've brought him back and you still remember his name," he lowered his head and pulled off the pen cap, "then my trip was in vain."

Lin Jiheng: "..."

Xueba even had a reason to go through the back door, Lin Jiheng had no choice but to sell his face reluctantly, and quickly blotted out Ning Sui's name with a pen.

While painting, he muttered with difficulty concealing his disappointment: "I thought you skipped class to fall in love with that little girl from yesterday, but I expect you to abandon your book and marry your wife. Am I being too whimsical?"

"Shut up, you, read less gossip and study more." Si Yue was too lazy to explain, he looked at the homework assigned on the blackboard, and habitually made a simple schedule for evening self-study on the scratch paper.

However, Lin Jiheng's nonsense really had a few disobedient words, which got into Si Yue's ears on his own initiative. After 5 minutes, he tore off a draft full of names, grabbed it into a ball of paper, and stuffed it in. in the schoolbag.

...

When the evening self-study was over, Ning Sui had already used his self-criticism paper to fold up and down several times.

He looked at the creases that were folded and unpacked and continued to fold, and looked up at the back of Si Yue who was concentrating on studying.

Forget it, today is already embarrassing enough, don't add fuel to the fire.

It will be handed in tomorrow, and it will be a day if it can be delayed.

Ning Sui stuffed the paper crane into the pocket of his jeans, and stepped out of the classroom with his schoolbag.

School has not officially started yet, so evening self-study ends early at 08:30, but Ning lives far away from his family, and it was already past nine o'clock when he returned home, and the room was completely dark.

Ning Sui didn't turn on the light after entering the door, and threw himself on the sofa to lie down, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

When he couldn't see his fingers, even his heartbeat was quiet, only his sense of smell was unfettered, freer than ever, he could even smell the dewy dew on the pot of jasmine on the windowsill of the opposite building.

But the sense of smell cannot transcend time.

He raised his hand and touched his neck, sniffed at his fingertips, took off his short-sleeved shirt and brought it to his nose for a sniff.

The only thing I can catch is the pig iron smell of the keys I just touched, and the smell of charcoal smoke from the barbecue stalls I passed by when I went home.

The wisp of drunkenness has long since dissipated.

After sitting there for a while, Ning Sui got up uninterestedly and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and went back to the room without brushing his hair.

He sat at the desk and turned on the lamp, allowing the cold white light to spread his shadow over the entire room, filling the emptiness with nothingness.

The mobile phone placed next to it vibrated and buzzed. Ning Sui unlocked the lock screen, and a WeChat message from [Doctor Zheng] popped up on the homepage.

Dr. Zheng: The test results came out. Your glandular condition is more unstable than I imagined. You must take medicine on time these few days. Does your mother know about this?

Ning Sui pursed his lips guiltily, and replied with a "hmm".

Since last month, Ning Sui has noticed that something is wrong with his body, but he thought it was just a relapse of an old problem, so he didn't care. He didn't go to the hospital until he felt a sharp pain from the gland. checked.

Dr. Zheng watched him grow up with his illness, and prescribed medicine for him with ease. When Ning Sui saw the familiar name of the medicine, his whole face became bitter.

This medicine works very well, but the only side effect is that it will make people feel dry and hot, which can only be resolved through exercise. It comes with a forced fitness BUFF. From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as a temporary and permanent cure.

But the time is spent on sports, so naturally there is no time to go to school. Who would have thought that a habitual offender who skipped classes would be forced to go to Liangshan by a small pill?

Dr. Zheng sent another message: Now that I am relieved, the school will continue to ask for leave. You can rest at home these few days.

Seeing the word "ask for leave", Ning Sui's guilty conscience went up three more steps.

Ning Sui didn't tell anyone about the relapse of his illness. Whether it was a busy father or a mother far away in Jiangcheng, they all thought that his son had been studying hard at school, but in fact it had been a week since the make-up classes started, and he had a total of I haven't been in the classroom a few times.

In fact, he had already asked for leave from the class teacher Yang Chen, but he used the excuse of keeping it secret to prevent Yang Chen from revealing the matter.With the medical certificate issued by Dr. Zheng, plus his father Ning Duan had talked to Yang Chen about Ning Sui's special situation when the shift schedule came out, so Yang Chen easily agreed to his request.

In the past few days, Ning Sui has been commuting to and from school on time. After taking the medicine, he would run to the playground by himself, and return to the classroom after the effect of the medicine expired. The role model of skipping classes who does not like to study is a fake, but the model of advanced learning is real.

Of course, his learning model is still mixed with a lot of water. After all, Ning's selfishness in insisting on going to school is far greater than his enthusiasm for learning.

Ning tapped his fingers on the screen and replied "Thank you, Uncle Zheng", and then locked the phone.

Regardless of public interest or selfishness, let's put it away for now. The top priority now is to concentrate on finishing the homework.

He took out the pen and exercise book from his schoolbag, and his eyes accidentally fell on the unused composition paper. Then he remembered the self-study copy that he copied in the evening, and he pressed his pocket in a hurry.

The feel of the pajama pants is different from that of jeans, and the feeling of having things inside them is different from those without things inside. Ning Sui thought of the washing machine that he turned on after taking a shower just now, and the concentration he had just taken out suddenly became half cold.

Holding the last glimmer of hope, he rushed into the bathroom, opened the washing machine and pulled out the jeans that he was playing in "The Magic of Love", and quickly put it in his pocket to save the innocent paper crane.

Then he rescued a handful of soggy wreckage, which was so rotten that it could almost be used directly for the "pulp recycled paper" experiment.

Ning Sui stared at it blankly for a while, then raised his hand and threw the dying paper crane into the trash can, and went back to the room in a bad mood.

Re-opening the phone that had just been locked, Ning Sui took out a new stack of composition paper, took a deep breath to adjust his mentality, and rewrote the self-criticism with correct handwriting before finally starting to do his homework.

Even writing homework and reviewing, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, and the room was quiet, and I never heard the sound of the second person coming home.

Ning Sui rubbed his tired and frowning brows, turned on the phone and input a series of numbers skillfully, watching the number automatically jump to the word "Dad", and was about to dial it when the door lock clicked.He quickly extinguished the desk lamp, and at the moment of darkness, familiar footsteps and pheromones followed.

Ning Sui was finally relieved, he threw the phone on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

The consequence of going to bed too late and forgetting to set the alarm clock is that I didn't open my eyes until 07:30 the next morning.

Thinking about the exam today, Ning jumped off the bed and cleaned himself up quickly, before he could get his schoolbag, picked up the school card review book and a water-based pen and kicked them into his trouser pocket, took out a piece of bread, put it in his mouth, and jumped up and down. Jump down the stairs.

He was so busy, yet he still had time to swipe his phone.

Yan Song sent many messages, saying that yesterday's game was not finished and the time was changed to a new one, but the other party's ambiguity made people uncomfortable. A series of emoticons about beating people, flipping tables and throwing bombs.

Ning Sui hailed a taxi and went straight to the school, and at the same time sent Yan Song a message, asking when the new game time would be.

Yan Song replied almost instantly: It will be in three days.

Ning Sui calculated the time, the exam was only for two days, and there would be nothing to do after three days, so he readily agreed.

After a while, Yan Song sent two more messages.

Yan Song: Brother, I have been going out to eat with my classmates these days

Yan Song: I won’t go to the cafeteria with you at noon, don’t wait for me

Yan Song has a lot of friends, and it's common to have parties and play, Ning Sui has already gotten used to it, and replied "yes".

Although this test was just a test during make-up classes, it was quite formal, and even the test room had been assigned. When Ning Sui arrived at school, he had no time to go back to his class, so he had to go directly to the test room.

"Brother Yue? It's time to go in," the invigilator had already started to tear down the test papers, and Si Yue was still standing at the edge of the corridor without looking back. Lin Jiheng suddenly came over curiously: "What are you looking at?"

He poked his head out, the corridors of the opposite building were empty, and almost all the students had entered the classrooms, only a figure in the distance was rushing from the school gate, but it was not clear who it was.

"Awesome, the teacher dares to be late." Lin Jiheng sighed, "You have good eyesight, can you see who that is?"

"Guess." Si Yue withdrew his gaze and entered the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

Lin Jiheng: "..."

……

For the 8 o'clock exam, Ning Sui rushed to the school gate at 7:58. He ran all the way and was still a few minutes late, but the invigilator knew his face a long time ago, so he didn't even bother to reprimand him, so he just waved his hand and let him Come in quickly and sit down.

The first test was Chinese, which was not his favorite subject. Ning Sui wanted to throw away the pen after writing the name of the student number. Anyway, he is famous for handing in blank papers. unwilling to participate.

Ke Ke turned his attention to Class 1 of the second year of high school, thinking of who was sitting at the first table in the first group of that classroom, he still rubbed his eyes and worked hard to finish answering the test paper.

Although he has an attitude, his knowledge can't keep up. It's not a subject he likes. He has always paid little attention to it. Even if he doesn't hand in a blank paper, he won't get a high score, let alone go to the same exam room as Si Yue.

What is this picture for?Ning Sui spat at himself while continuing to fill the roll.

Until the bell rang, Ning Sui handed in the test paper, and felt a little bit of shame that was not obvious.

The energy from running in the morning was exhausted by the exam. Ning Sui drooped his eyelashes, looked at the strangers hurrying around, automatically blocked the din, closed his eyes and went to his classroom go.

Across a layer of skin, the eyeballs can only capture the darkness where light and shadow are free, while the sense of smell captures chaotic and mottled colors, without the confinement of the entity, just like pouring all the paint into the water, people overlap and overlap , who is not who, who is indifferent.

But there are always exceptions.

He smelled Si Yue again.

Even if the drunken and cold pheromone is hidden in the depths of the crowd, it will not be affected by any other smell, as if no one dares to confuse it with him.

He stood leaning against the wall alone, and Ning Sui could imagine his stretched shoulder blades against the wall, his long legs casually placed at an angle, and his figure was thin and slender.

Ning Sui's closed eyes unconsciously opened a slit, and he couldn't help but guess what clothes Si Yue was wearing today, whether it was a white T-shirt with leggings, basketball shoes, or casual clothes and jeans.

In fact, they didn't know each other at all, and they were so embarrassed last night, Ning Sui felt that he should pretend that he didn't know Si Yue was here and walk away, but his feet were nailed in place disobediently.

He opened his eyes to meet Si Yue's face, but was slightly taken aback.

Si Yue was exactly as he thought. He was half leaning against the wall in a crisp white and blue casual outfit, but at the same time, he stretched out his arms to block Ning Sui. If he took another step forward, he would bump into the well-boned palm.

Ning Sui subconsciously looked at his hand. His fingers were full of sunlight and were white and slender. It lacked the coldness of black and white last night, and it was more translucent like warm jade.

His eyes leaked from between his half-opened and half-closed fingers, and Ning Sui realized that the faces that had just been blocked by his dark vision were all watching the two of them with curious and gossip expressions.

He was embarrassed and dazed for a moment, and immediately turned his gaze back to Si Yue: "What's wrong?"

Si Yue lowered his arms and looked back at Ning Sui: "Why didn't you come in the morning? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ning rolled his Adam's apple: "Me? I overslept."

Hearing this, Si Yue looked him up and down several times: "I think it's the same, I didn't bring my schoolbag, so I'm not going to hand it in for the inspection?"

"... Hand in." It turned out that it was for this matter, and Ning took out two neat composition papers from his pocket and handed them over.

Si Yue opened it and glanced: "What's your name?"

"Forget, write it for me." Ning Sui scratched his hair, but Si Yue refused to do it for him, and directly handed over the pen in his hand: "Write it yourself."

Ning Sui felt that he probably couldn't remember his name, so he reluctantly took his pen, took a step back silently, pressed the composition paper against the wall and began to write his name.

Si Yue also turned around and put one shoulder against the wall. The distance between the two of them suddenly shortened. He was taller, and if he raised his encircling arms a little further, he could directly rest on Ning Sui's shoulders.

Just thinking about it, Si Yue's arm really came.

A loud cry and a thrust rushed from behind Si Yue at the same time, he jumped forward defenselessly, his left hand subconsciously grabbed Ning Sui's shoulder, but his right elbow hit Ning Sui's bridge of nose without control.Ning Sui's eyes darkened, physiological tears and nosebleeds flowed out almost at the same time.

"Papa", the water-based pen and composition paper fell to the ground, Ning Sui also covered his face and bent down, while Si Yue staggered and hugged his back, and immediately raised his paper as soon as he stood firmly. Bloody face.

Lin Jiheng knew that he had caused trouble when he saw this posture, and quickly stepped forward to apologize: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to scare Si Yue, I didn't see you here!"

Ning Sui choked his throat, murdering his heart. Not only was his body hurt, but his height and mind were also trampled and humiliated.

He felt that he shouldn't have taken that step back just now, a wrong step, if he and Si Yue kept the original distance, maybe Si Yue wouldn't turn around, if Si Yue wasn't so close to him, he wouldn't To be so stressed out by his pheromones, not to lose sight of another pheromone approaching.

In fact, Si Yue's pheromone has been well hidden, it's only because his own sense of smell is too keen...

For example, in the current situation, Si Yue frowned and pulled his hand covering his face away, and put the other hand on the back of his head, grasping with five fingers to force him to raise his head, Ning Sui greeted his boss with long eyelashes drooping seriously Observing the expression on his face, he wondered inappropriately whether the reason for his nosebleed was not pure.

Shame resurfaced again, and Ning Sui subconsciously struggled, trying to raise his hand again to cover his face full of embarrassment, but Si Yue grabbed his hand again, held the back of his head in front of him, and raised his foot against his heel , Shen Sheng said: "Don't move around."

The thin fabric of summer clothes can't bear the heavy responsibility of blocking the heat of the skin at all. Ning Sui was pulled by him so that half of his body was attached to his chest, waist and abdomen. Staring, the other raised his neck with tears in his eyes.

Lin Jiheng led the starring role and led the surrounding melon-eating crowd to perform a dumbfounded performance.

Ning Sui couldn't bear to look directly and closed his eyes, only two words remained in his mind.

It’s over.

The author has something to say:

Ahhh...you two are progressing so fast (sigh)