The black-bellied school bully is chasing after me

Xi Jian is the same.

He knew it when he was in junior high school.

When he was in junior high school, he had a male deskmate, who was small, weak in personality, and had average academic performance.Among the boys with well-developed brains and soaring height, he was particularly inconspicuous.

At that time, Xi Jian was at the same table as him.

He always took extra care of his deskmate, at that time he thought it was because of his desire to protect.

Until he received a love letter at the same table...

Coincidentally, after Xi Jian accidentally saw the pink love letter, he felt angry and resentful for some reason, and the anger was inexplicable.

Later he found out that he liked that deskmate.

That weird feeling made Xi Jian helpless for a long time.

He even once thought he was a pervert.

Once again by chance, he realized that that kind of emotion is called homosexuality.

It took him five years to resist and accept the current calmness, but in the end he met Xu Wang.

Xu Wang is different from the people around him. He has an overly naivete and a boyish romance in his bones. He likes to eat and play games.

Compared with the people around him, he is an immature adult.

Now Xu Wang stood in front of him, wearing the sweater he bought, looking at him innocently.

He chattered and asked: "Xi Jian, do you think my clothes look good?"

There was nothing he could do about it, Xi Jian let out a "huh" from his nasal cavity.

Although the voice was small, it was heard by Xu Wang with sharp ears.

He pinched his waist with both hands, turned around and walked up to Xi Jian.

"You lied, you didn't even look at me!"

As his face became hot, Xi Jian felt that the air in the dormitory was much thinner, and he was almost out of breath.

The faint milk-scented shower gel penetrated into his nostrils, and the tip of Xi Jian's nose was filled with the smell of Xu Wang's body.

With a light cough, he took a step back calmly.

He seemed to have looked at Xu Wang from head to toe very seriously, this time he nodded seriously and said, "It looks good."

"Hee hee, I think it looks good too."

Xu Wang is still not tall, and the clothes are a bit too big for him.

However, his eyes are clear and he has a strong sense of youth. It just so happens that this dress has a childlike Erha pattern, which makes him look even smaller.

Xu Wang seemed to be really happy. He walked around the ground several times with his clothes on, but he didn't go to bed.

He was bare-legged, walking up and down on the ground.

Xi Jian's eyes were getting darker, he looked away in embarrassment, and said, "Go to bed first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Oh."

Nodding casually, Xi Jian strode towards the bathroom.

After getting dressed for a while, Xu Wang reluctantly climbed onto the bed, folded the clothes, and placed them next to his pillow.

Picking up the phone, Ji Ju and Sang Jingming's birthday wishes were also delivered on time.

He happily replied thank you, and he lay on the bed to watch a certain treasure.

After Xi Jian came out, what he saw was Xu Wang lying on the bed with his legs dangling in a pair of underwear. He seemed to have seen something funny, and his legs were swinging back and forth quickly.

"Hey hey hey."

"What are you laughing at?"

Xi Jian climbed onto the bed, heard Xu Wang's laughter, and couldn't help asking.

"Wangzai released a new fudge. I think it should be delicious. Everyone who has eaten it said it is good. Today's Double Eleven, the first 5000 orders buy one and get one free. I grabbed it! I have already placed an order and bought two. Ten bags, and then send me twenty bags, so I have forty bags! Hahaha."

Xi Jian: "..."

"Such a great thing happened to me!" With a smile on his lips, Xu Wang said happily, "Happiness!"

Eyelids drooped, Xi Jian didn't speak.

As soon as Double Eleven is over, the entire north has officially entered winter.

Around mid-November, there was a snowfall in Anyang City.

At that time, Ji Yu was in class.

White snowflakes fell one after another, attracting exclamations from the students.

Ji Jie was attracted by the snow scene outside, and his eyes were almost glued to the glass window.

Tong Yao was standing on the podium to give a lecture, and found that the students' attention was attracted by the snowflakes outside.

So he made a decisive decision and said, "Since you like watching snowflakes so much, then you should write an English composition with no less than 120 words on the theme of snow today."

"what--"

"Ok?"

"Teacher, we don't want to watch it!"

"Don't, teacher."

"The homework is already very saturated, don't write it?"

Ignoring their complaints, Tong Yao said lightly: "You can write anything, as long as it has something to do with snow. It can be prose, stories, etc. Use your imagination."

After finishing the sentence, she glanced at her watch, and walked out of the classroom slowly following the bell for the end of get out of class.

"The murder/case caused by watching the snow."

"How innocent Xue is!"

"Xue is really wronged."

"Xue, I blame you for being too beautiful."

After lying on the window sill and looking at it for a while, Ji Ju turned around and took out a piece of A4 paper.

Writing Xue's composition is easy for Ji Yu. In just a few minutes, he has already thought about what he wants to write.

It's a snow god story.

But when he got everything ready, he found that he didn't have a pen!

"Where's my pen?"

"He was still here just now?"

"Did I forget it in the teacher's office?"

Frowning his eyebrows and thinking for a long time, Ji Ju couldn't figure out where he left the pen.

In desperation, he reached into Sang Jingming's table hole.

He took out a pen with ease, and then pulled out a brand new black pen from it.

Then, like nothing happened, I put the box back.

During this period, Sang Jingming didn't say a word.

Let him dig around in his table hole.

With a new pen, Ji Ju began to write English compositions.

In about two class time, he finished the paper.

In the afternoon, the last self-study class.

Tong Yao walked in and put the file on the desk.

Then she clapped her hands and said, "Now I have some good news to announce, everyone put down their pens and listen carefully."

When their eyes came together, Tong Yao said with a smile: "Sang Jingming from our class won No.1 in Anyang City in the Olympic competition, and will represent our city to compete in Beijing."

The news was so sudden that no one could react.

In the end, it was Ji Ju who took the lead in applauding, and there was a patter of applause in the class, and then the whole classroom applauded thunderously, and even a few students cheered loudly.

Sang Jingming won the first place, and they were happier than Sang Jingming.

But the parties did not react much.

He accepted everyone's applause frankly, without any joy.

After all, the No.1 ranking was within his expectation.

It's no surprise.

When the applause gradually subsided, Tong Yao said to Sang Jingming: "Because you are going to Beijing to participate in the competition, our school will have teachers leading the team to take you to Beijing to participate in the competition. You can pack your things tonight and fly tomorrow Beijing, about a week."

Frowning slightly, Sang Jingming didn't speak.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the little fool who was still happy for him, and Sang Jingming sighed silently.

When returning to the dormitory at night, Ji Ju followed behind him.

Excitedly humming a song, the joyful look made the surrounding people stop one after another.

After opening the door, Ji Yu asked, "Sang Jingming, do you want to pack your things? Do you want me to help you?"

Standing aside coldly, Sang Jingming scrutinized his emotions carefully.

After seeing the undisguised joy on Ji Yu's face, his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

Taking a step forward, he looked down at the man who couldn't hide his excitement.

He said: "Are you very happy that I am gone? Because no one cares about your studies."

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and Ji Ju asked in confusion, "Why do you think so?"

"if not?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Ji Yu stopped smiling.

Take a few steps and stand face to face with him.

Ji Ju said seriously: "I'm happy for you."

"Oh?"

Ji Yu explained softly: "Olympiad, you passed the No.1 test this time. Then you have the opportunity to go to Beijing to participate in the competition. If you do well, you can win the gold medal."

After a pause, he said: "I don't need to tell you what the gold award means, right? Maybe you're a recommended student!"

Staring fixedly at Ji Yu, he asked, "Do you want me to recommend you?"

"What's wrong with escorting?" Ji Yu asked back.

"……never mind."

Suppressing all the emotions in his eyes, Sang Jingming said in a calm voice, "I'm going to pack my things."

"I'll help you."

Ji Ju approached enthusiastically and helped him open the cabinet.

Then he took down the suitcase that Sang Jingming put on the cabinet.

After setting everything up, he said, "Clean it up, I'll write a math paper first."

This time I went for seven days, and the incident was not short.

Sang Jingming stood in front of the cabinet and slowly took out his clothes.

It has already snowed in Anyang City today, and the temperature in Beijing City will not be very high.

After thinking about it, he still took a warm down jacket.

Finally got everything packed before lights out.

The suitcase stood at the base of the wall, and Sang Jingming went over to see how Ji Jie was doing the questions.

Ji Ji has performed very well in the past few days, and he obviously pays a lot of attention to mathematics.

Sang Jingming expressed his satisfaction.

"I'll leave you a few papers for the week I'm away. Before I come back, you can finish it. If you don't understand, you can ask me on WeChat." He said.

"Ok."

Ji Yu obediently responded.

After the papers were written, they were ready to rest.

After Ji Jie went to bed and lay on the pillow, he found himself asking when Sang Jingming left.

Turning his head, he looked at the person on the other side of the bed in the dark and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"What's wrong?" The person on the other side replied quickly.

"What time are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Plane at 7 o'clock."

"So early?"

"Well, let's get acquainted with the venue first in the afternoon."

"Oh."

Ji Yu was speechless, and said for a long time: "Then you go on! We are all waiting for you to win the award!"

"it is good."

The next day, before Ji Yu woke up, Sang Jingming was fully dressed and ready to leave.

The suitcase made a "gurgling" sound on the ground.

Because of something on his mind, Ji Ju didn't sleep very well.

Hearing the sound, he sat up from the bed.

Afraid of waking him up, Sang Jingming didn't turn on the light, and even walked gently.

It was still dark after five o'clock in the morning in the north, and Ji Jie couldn't see Sang Jingming's face clearly.

He rubbed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Are you leaving?"

"Woke you up?" Sang Jingming asked.

"No." Ji Yu shook his head, "Are you ready to leave?"

"Ah."

Ji Ju sat without moving, and Sang Jingming didn't speak.

Time passed quietly, and after a long time, Ji Ju finally said, "Come here."

Without asking what he was doing, Sang Jingming really let go of the box and walked over.

Ji Ju knelt on the bed, leaned over and gave Sang Jingming a hug.

"A hug before leaving! Go!"

Sang Jingming was stiff all over, as if he had returned to many years ago——

Two little boys stood downstairs.

The taller boy grabbed the clothes of the shorter boy in the checked shirt, and the reluctance in his eyes almost overflowed.

The kid in the plaid shirt opened his arms and hugged the tall boy vigorously.

Then said: "Hug before leaving, we will meet again."

But after that, the boy in the plaid shirt forgot that sentence.

Unaware of his stiffness, Ji Ju let go of his hand, then knelt down on the bed.

Waved to him: "Goodbye, come on."

The temperature in his arms suddenly disappeared, and Sang Jingming wanted to reach out and grab the person who had left.

The five fingers are close together, but they are empty.

Nodding slowly, Sang Jingming said, "I'm leaving, you can continue to sleep."

"Uh-huh."

After that, Sang Jingming walked out of the dormitory carrying the suitcase.

Ji Jie lay back on the bed again, covered the quilt and prepared to sleep.

But after turning over several times, he couldn't find a good posture.

His mind was so clear that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lifting the quilt, Ji Ju unconsciously glanced at Sang Jingming.

There was no one on the bed, and Sang Jingming folded the quilts before leaving.

Sighing lightly, Ji Ju suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"go to bed!"

Lying down on the bed, Ji Ju put the quilt over his head again, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

In desperation, he took out his mobile phone and searched for a video of high school mathematics knowledge points.

less than 2 minute...

He fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Ji Yu was awakened by knocking on the door.

Xu Wang patted on the door and shouted loudly: "Brother Ji! Brother Ji! Get up for dinner, get up for class! Get up soon!"

His voice is not small, comparable to a magic voice.

Rubbing his hair, he got out of bed and opened the door for someone.

"Why are you here?"

Without looking at Xu Wang, Ji Jue turned directly into the bathroom.

Xu Wang bluffed from behind and said, "Brother Sang is right, you really didn't get up!"

After brushing his teeth, Ji Ju couldn't help poking his head out, and asked, "What does it have to do with him?"

"Brother Sang said that you must be sleeping, and let us call you before class. Otherwise, you will definitely be late. Looking at it this way, Brother Sang is really good at predicting things."

Xu Wang said all these words in detail like falling beans.

After listening for a long time, Ji Yu couldn't help asking: "Brother Sang? Why do you call him brother?"

"Because he's older than me."

"What about meeting?"

"It's my little Sissy."

"..."

"Let's go to class."

They walked out of the dormitory after Ji Ju finished washing up.

A group of people walked downstairs, and as soon as they left the dormitory, the winter wind slapped their faces. Xu Wang hurriedly put on his hat and motioned for Ji Yu to put it on too.

Ji Ji is a typical type who freezes to death without regret for the sake of youth and beauty.

As soon as Xu Wang put the hat on his head, Ji Ju took it off.

Facing the cold wind, Ji Ju's nose was red from the cold, and he insisted: "Let me tell you, because of my look, I can't wear a hat, and it will flatten my hair."

Xu Wang stood beside him and said, "Look, Brother Sang is right again!"

Ji Ji: "What the hell?"

"Brother Sang said that you would definitely not wear a hat, but Brother Sang said that if you come back from illness, I will settle the score with you! I will also take a photo and send it to Brother Sang. You can figure it out."

Speaking of Sang Jingming, Xu Wang's eyes suddenly turned into stars.

In just a few hours, he became Sang Jingming's loyal little fan.

Ji Ji: "You traitor!"

After saying this angrily, Ji Ju put on his hat.

He didn't admit that he was afraid of Sang Jingming!

He just doesn't want to make himself sick!

After doing such psychological construction, Ji Ju can also accept the fact that he is wearing a hat.

The group returned to the classroom, and Ji Ju began to collect the English composition left by the teacher last night.

Sang Jingming is a very disciplined person. Even if no one comes, he will put homework together and place it neatly in the upper left corner of the table.

Ji Ju didn't even look at it, just took out the A4 paper and put it together with his own.

Then go to collect other people's homework.

That afternoon, Tong Yao came in with the composition in her arms.

She said: "I've read all of your compositions, and I've picked out a few good ones, some of which are in the form of prose, and some of which are in the form of stories. But..."

After hesitating for a moment, Tong Yao took out two A4 papers.

"The handwriting of these two essays is exactly the same, as if it was written by the same person. But one is prose and the other is a story. Which classmate is it, so powerful, who wrote two essays? I haven't left my name yet."

After the words fell, the people below suddenly started whispering.

"Wow, which great god wrote two compositions?"

"Is this too showy?"

"Which Xiu'er wrote it?"

"Anyway, it won't be me. I've exhausted myself writing one."

"Who wants to show off your English skills?"

"Stand up quickly."

Sitting below, Ji Ju stared at the two pieces of paper in Tong Yao's hand for a long time, then raised his hand hesitantly: "Teacher... this seems to be mine..."

Raising her eyebrows, Tong Yao asked, "Did you write two copies?"

"I only wrote one."

"What about the other one?"

"Sang Jingming's?" Ji Ju was also not sure.

"Come and see."

Ji Jie really went up, and took two A4 papers in his hand to observe carefully.

Finally, he raised the one in his left hand and said, "Teacher, this is mine. The one in the other is Sang Jingming's. He probably didn't write his name."

"Let me see."

After receiving the two pieces of paper, Tong Yao also looked at them.

As if unbelievable, she said: "I thought Sang Jingming didn't do his homework. Who knew that he finished his homework and handed it in. I have taught you for more than two years. I didn't know that your English writing is so similar. , as if written by one person."

The person below added: "Teacher, their Chinese characters are also very similar."

Scratching his head, Ji Ju was a little embarrassed: "Teacher, we have been drawing a copybook since we were young. Many years ago, our writing was very similar."

"Tsk, go back."

"Hey."

A day without Sang Jingming by his side is free, because no one cares about him anymore.

But it is also boring, because there is no one around him.

Without Sang Jingming, Song Zhibang was much more pleasing to his eyes.

During class, Ji Ju couldn't help but look out the window, and then wondered if Sang Jingming had already arrived in Beijing.

After a day of ignorance, he returned to the dormitory.

The dormitory was empty, and everything I said echoed.

Ji Yu was extremely uncomfortable, and took out his mobile phone to make a call to Sang Jingming, but when he opened the chat interface between the two, he stopped again.

Just as he was hesitating, Sang Jingming made a video call to him.