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There was only one Chinese class in the afternoon. When Jian Cong arrived at the examination room, the classroom hadn't opened yet, so he simply went downstairs and walked around No. [-] Middle School.

There is no test center in the teaching building of the third year of high school, and the messy classrooms show a scuffle here before the college entrance examination.

The seating chart was pasted outside the class door, presumably for the convenience of the checking staff at that time.

Jian Cong knew a lot of people, and when he passed by a few classrooms, he saw the names of some people who played billiards together outside, and thought it was quite interesting.

When he walked to class three (three) in high school, he saw a name that was slightly familiar but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Gu Cheng".

He didn't remember it for a while, so he took a picture with his mobile phone, thinking that it might be the same name and surname, and he will talk about it when he remembers.

He went on to the next shift and saw a desk as he passed the windowsill.

The table was covered with all kinds of non-mainstream symbolic characters, and there were a few jet-black footprints on it.It stood out among a pile of fairly clean tables, causing Jian Cong to take a second look.

When I looked at it, I could see the words on it clearly.

"Gay Disgusting"

“Go to hell with spicy chicken”

"Damn, do you think this table has HIV?"

"Gu Cheng dies, dies, dies"

……

Jian Cong's heart seemed to be pulled violently, and a burst of anger was ignited as if someone poured gasoline and threw a lighter to explode. He looked around, but he didn't see anyone. Several cameras in the corridor had no choice but to hold back their anger, and walked back to point their middle fingers at the class number of Class Three (Three).

Gay eating your rice?Can you manage it?

Brother Cong was very angry, and even took the Chinese language test in the afternoon to pass a cynical look, and finally wrote an essay, which was a half-proposition essay.

Around--

Jian Cong was about to write about the silly X around him, but after thinking about it, he still used an elegant wording.

"Alternative" around.

He has a lot of writing and thinking, and for the first time in his writing, he used all the rhetorical techniques he had learned from childhood to university. Scolded a bloody head.In the end, I still didn’t forget to borrow the most popular passage on the Internet: “Men used to decide whether women should be educated, and white people decided whether black people could live. Later we all thought this was absurd, but now we let Isn't it just as ridiculous that heterosexuals decide whether homosexuals can love each other?"

After venting, he doesn't care if he can get some points for the composition. As for the above sand sculpture questions, he can almost pass without getting points for the composition.

There was only one class in the afternoon, and he went back after the exam. Jian Cong handed in the paper half an hour earlier, and after leaving the first class, he was thinking about sending a text message and complaining about this sand sculpture to Lu Yanxue.

But thinking about it was quite disappointing, and it was impossible for Lu Yanxue to return to him without his mobile phone, so Jian Cong had to give up.

But when he swiped his finger upwards, he saw the name of the one he couldn't remember for a long time, "Gu Cheng".

It probably has the same name and surname. This "Gu Cheng" feels very mature to Jian Cong. Anyway, Jian Cong can't connect him with a high school student who is excluded like a doormat.

He collected his cell phone and took a taxi home.

Not far away, he simply remembered the car he got off outside Gu Cheng's shop.It was only today that he saw the name of the store clearly, it was called "Xinranju", which may be the reason why he had just finished the Chinese test.

Gu Cheng wasn't in the store, and the uncle was sitting at the cash register watching a cross talk show with his mobile phone, laughing and ignoring others.Jian Cong grabbed a box of chewing gum and yelled a few times to pay the bill, before the uncle turned his head and glanced at him, and paid him the bill.

Jian Cong asked casually while scanning the QR code: "Uncle, is Gu Cheng not here?"

"Are you his friend?" The uncle seemed a little surprised, and said to him again: "Gu Cheng went outside to play after finishing the college entrance examination. He just went out."

"Finished the college entrance examination?" Jian Cong asked quickly, "Did he study in No. [-] Middle School?"

"I guess so. I'm his cousin. I don't know about other things."

This is said as if deliberately drawing a line.

Jian Cong clicked his tongue, said yes, and went out with his things.He really didn't expect that Gu Cheng was this Gu Cheng, if he had known earlier...

Forget it, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Everyone has graduated.

Jian Cong was quite depressed.Unspeakably depressed.

I didn't know much about this before, and I felt that there were not many people in this circle in the whole world. When I suddenly wanted to know about this circle, I realized that such a person was actually around.Obviously not doing well.

Jian Cong doesn't dare to think about the future now.In front of the classmates in the class, he really doesn't care. Anyway, it's just a few years of relationship. After graduation, no one has much contact with anyone, so there's no need to hide who you like.What's more, he can trust his classmates.

But I really want to talk about the future.Just as Lu Yanxue was so fucking radical, Jian Cong could only guarantee that after the incident, he would be much more radical than Class [-] ([-]) of No. [-] Middle School.As for himself, he would break up with Jian Chuming at worst. Anyway, Jian Chuming only had him as his son, so he still had nothing to fear in his heart.

But Lu Yanxue, the kind of high-spirited family, might really break his leg.

Jian Cong was thinking in a mess, while buttoning the chewing gum, he didn't take it off for a long time, so he picked it up and took a look.

Hold.Durex.

He said why this box of chewing gum is so expensive, he said that the old uncle looked at him in shock, so he was waiting here.

Jian Cong wanted Durex to fly, but after thinking about it, he stuffed it back into his pocket.Who knows, just in case it will be useful in the future.

Tsk.Dirty.Dirty.

After going back, Jian Cong told Lu Yanxue about Durex, and almost made Xueba laugh so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Lu Yanxue teased him: "Who are you going to use this for?"

"Of course it's for me. I have the biggest size." Jian Cong snapped his belt buckle on purpose, and said viciously.

"Well, I'll save it for you." Lu Yanxue laughed.

Jian Cong didn't expect his boyfriend to be quite magnanimous in this matter, but after thinking about it carefully, why did he feel that his boyfriend's words were not quite right.

"I've always had a question." Jian Cong said.

Lu Yanxue asked, "What question?"

"What about the matter between the two men? Just, two sticks rubbing against each other? It's about making a fire, isn't it?"

"No." Lu Yanxue interrupted him and said, "You don't need to understand, if you can't accept it, I think our Plato is pretty good."

"Bai, I, Jian Cong, are carnivorous animals. I kept my virginity for more than ten years just to kill you one day. What are you talking about with me about Plato?"

Lu Yanxue was speechless for a moment.

"Otherwise, is it really going there? Can the small plug fit in? It won't be cracked, it hurts so much, maybe I have to go to the hospital halfway through it..."

"Little classmate Jian Cong." Lu Yanxue exhaled, and said as calmly and restrained as possible: "Now, you should sit at the desk to read, review, and prepare for tomorrow's exam, instead of discussing male physiology here. "

Jian Cong smiled and asked him, "Aren't you guilty of saying such high-sounding words?"

"I bet fifty cents you're hard. I'm hard."

Lu Xueba, who has always been calm and reserved, heard a voice that was not like his own, and said hoarsely, "Fuck."

The author has something to say:

This chapter was originally planned to be published tomorrow, but I think today is very meaningful, the last day of 18.ah.Mingming felt that such a long, long 18 years had passed by so inexplicably and inexplicably.

——Let’s have a New Year’s theater——

Jian Cong: New Year's Eve?What year?Come on, straddle me.

Lu Shen (eating whale face): Jian Cong, are you a brazier?

[The stem comes from Weibo.No, I almost laughed out loud when I saw this stalk on Weibo, and share the sand sculpture with you hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha