After installing A, I was marked by the school grass

That night, when Shen Xingjian came out, his face was flushed.

Qin Heng came out earlier than him, his clothes seemed to be wet by water, so he changed his clothes and went out.

Liang Hang was puzzled and asked, "What happened to your face?"

Shen Xingjian: "It's too hot." He slapped his face to increase his persuasiveness.

Liang Hang: "Oh..." Why do you think something is wrong?

Liang Hang was biting into the pancakes. He was a teenager with a big appetite. He always wanted to add supper at night, and the room was filled with the smell of pancakes.

Liang Hang specifically asked Shen Xingjian: "Brother Shen, do you want some cake?"

Shen Xingjian was actually a little hungry: "Come on."

As a result, after eating that piece of cake, I became even more hungry.

Do you want to go out and buy something to eat?

Shen Xingjian looked at Qin Heng's bed and found no one there.Seeing this, Liang Hang said, "Brother Qin just went out."

Shen Xingjian nodded, remembering that he hadn't finished the homework assigned by Qin Heng today, so he took it out and started to do it.

When Qin Heng came back, he found the young man laying on the table, seemingly asleep, and forced his eyes open to mutter something to the topic.

……cute.

Shen Xingjian was hungry and sleepy. He didn't expect to eat so much at night, and now he felt like he was hungry for three meals. When the dormitory door opened, a strong smell of food spread, and Shen Xingjian immediately sat up straight. Also refreshed.

He looked back with piercing eyes, and found that Qin Heng was carrying food in his hand, which seemed to be packaged from a restaurant, a box of rice and a box of vegetables.

How did Qin Heng know that he was hungry? !

"How much is wrong?" Qin Heng put the things on the table.

Shen Xingjian tried to struggle: "...just six or seven."

He did ten in total.

Qin Heng possessed himself and took away Shen Xingjian's draft paper. Shen Xingjian could only smell the chill that had not dissipated from his body, mixed with the smell of incense, which was deeper and pleasant.

It seems natural.

It's late autumn.

Shen Xingjian stretched out his hand and secretly moved towards the food.

Qin Heng glanced at him, but Shen Xingjian was aboveboard: "I'm hungry."

"I didn't say I won't eat it." Qin Heng pondered, and gave the range, "One more question."

Shen Xingjian: "..."

He blinked at Qin Heng, but Qin Heng didn't look at him.

Shen Xingjian coughed: "Write after eating?"

Qin Heng didn't respond.

Shen Xingjian... had no choice but to do the questions.

Half of it was food, half was questions. He didn't have the heart to do the questions at all, and he had no clue.After thinking for a long time, a voice came from my ear: "Suppose when x=0..."

Qin Heng gave a hint.

Shen Xingjian wrote along his train of thought and knew how to write.

Somehow, he suddenly became interested in learning again, and this feeling has never come since he graduated from the third year of junior high school.

After he calculated the answer twice, he was sure that the answer was correct, and he felt a little joy in his heart.

In the past, whenever he got a question right, he would feel a sense of accomplishment, but now he feels it again.

Turning his head again, Qin Heng had already prepared the food and even opened the box for him.

Shen Xingjian stopped being angry immediately!

Maybe this is what he likes about Qin Heng.

He is very principled about everything, extremely self-disciplined, and has clear rewards and punishments.

Shen Xingjian: "Eat together?"

Qin Heng: "Okay."

They sat around the table, Shen Xingjian ate happily, Qin Heng only watched him eat most of the time, and occasionally gave him some vegetables.

Shen Xingjian doesn't like green vegetables very much, but Qin Heng responded with one sentence: "Balanced nutrition."

"..." At that moment, Shen Xingjian felt that he was not looking for a boyfriend for himself, but a new dad.

The two of them had beds next to each other, and Shen Xingjian played games on his stomach for a while before going to bed at night.

The boy was wearing a large T-shirt, which was washed white, with a large neckline, revealing the sinuous collarbone unknowingly, and his fingers were nimbly moving over the phone.

Seeing Qin Heng looking at him, he asked Qin Heng, "Do you want to play together?"

Qin Heng looked away: "..."

Sometimes, a lover's rough nerves are indeed a headache.

After playing a round, Shen Xingjian noticed that Qin Heng was sitting on the bed, flipping through a book.

With Qin Heng's back turned to him, Shen Xingjian leaned on his shoulder: "What are you looking at?"

Then I found out that it was a ghost painting, which seemed to be a book for computer science.

I got sleepy after watching it, my head slid down, and I started zzzing.

His hair had just been washed, and he used Qin Heng's shampoo. At this time, the two smelled the same and blended together.

Qin Heng quietly put down the book and let the boy lie down on his bed. In the dark, he turned on a light, looked at the boy's sleeping face, and whispered to him, "Good night."

Shen Xingjian smacked his lips and felt the warmth between his brows in his dream, but this feeling was fleeting.

Even if it was a dream, the story in the dream was gentle and gentle, exuding a faint cypress-like fragrance, which made him intoxicated uncontrollably.

The author has something to say: Shen Xingjian: Good night