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Cang Erdong never saw Fang Qiusheng again until after school.

The teacher just pretended that he didn't find out, anyway, Fang Qiusheng's grades are good, and most likely he will not follow the path of ordinary students in the future.

In fact, even in the eyes of his classmates, he is considered a stranger. Occasionally he comes to class, most of which are open classes, but he looks like an ordinary student who studies hard, or even more like, sitting upright, He answered questions calmly, and he was always there when photos were posted on the school’s official website.

But when it comes to provoking trouble, his name is also indispensable, but every time he retreats like a normal person.

He is mysterious, outstanding, and handsome, with the arrogance and stubbornness unique to teenagers, and every bit is fascinating.

"Who are you looking for?"

The classmate sitting by the door saw someone wandering outside for a long time, sometimes disappearing when the light was blocked, shaking uncomfortably, and asked a little irritably.

"That, that, I'm looking for Fang Qiusheng."

"Fang Qiusheng is not here, why don't you go to the guard of honor to stop him after the conference is over."

"me……"

The person holding the letter looked like a freshman who didn't understand the rules, and the students sitting over there laughed.

"You send the love letter, send the love letter to Cang Erdong, he will help you." In the end, the classmate didn't make things too difficult for the man, and pointed the direction, "Cang Erdong! Someone is looking for you!"

Cang Erdong lay on the table, heard the cry, twisted his body, but had no other reaction.

The person outside didn't know who Cang Erdong was. Seeing that no one came over for a long time, he became more and more nervous. The classmate simply stood up, took the letter, threw it on Cang Erdong's desk, and sent someone away: "He will get it. If Fang Qiusheng is interested in you, he will come to you."

"thanks, thanks!"

Cang Erdong squinted at the pink envelope on the table, and slowly pushed it to the edge of the table, hoping that it would fall into the schoolbag obediently.

But no, the letter fell straight to the ground, laughing at his overreach.

Cang Erdong felt that he was going to die of pain.

Fang Qiusheng, the villain, ate his own candy, which made him sluggish for a whole day, and he would be able to leave school after one more class, and he had to add weight to his young shoulders.

He is so short, he must be weighed down by these letters and gifts.

Fang Qiusheng's parents are in the entertainment industry, and they actually live upstairs in his house, but because the two of them fly around all the year round, most of the time the other party lives in his house, they eat together, and they can also be his free tutor .

Sometimes he couldn't figure it out. Although Fang Qiusheng went to and from school with him almost every day, they were only one street away from the school with him. How did these people know that he lived with Fang Qiusheng?

Usually he can only live in peace for a few days, and he will receive a steady stream of inquiries and help, but after a long time, everyone will find that Cang Erdong doesn't seem to know Fang Qiusheng as well as he imagined. Can say seven or eight things a week.

Saying not to eat spicy food today and saying spicy food tomorrow is not reliable at all.

So everyone gradually marginalized him, and only when they wanted to find Fang Qiusheng, they would look for him politely.

Cang Erdong felt that he had been wronged.

Fang Qiusheng was originally an extremely uncertain person.

For example, when the adults were around, he would patiently teach himself math problems—after all, he had a grandfather who was a professor of mathematics, and his math was more than one level better than his peers—but when the people left, his expression began to change.

A few days ago, my mother made two new candies, put them on his table, and asked Fang Qiusheng to teach her son more.

"Stop writing, Cang Erdong," Fang Qiusheng, who had just agreed with his mother a minute ago, immediately took his homework away after the door closed, "play with me."

"No, I can't do it, you can teach me again."

"You are so stupid because you eat too much sugar."

Fang Qiusheng twisted Cang Erdong's ears, and took away the few pieces of candy that were on the table.

"Give it back to me! It's mine! If you like it, I'll ask mom to make it for you, and you give it back to me!"

"Who cares about such a greasy thing."

Taking advantage of his height, Fang Qiusheng raised the candy so high that Cang Erdong couldn't reach it, so he naturally supported him by the shoulders, and he picked him up arbitrarily, swept the things on the table to the corner, and let Cang Erdong sit down. Then, he lifted his clothes and bit the other's nipple.

"It hurts, Shengsheng, it hurts."

Cang Erdong stopped snatching, held Fang Qiusheng's face in his hands, thumped his feet twice, and couldn't stop crying.

"Then you have to listen to me."

Cang Erdong nodded, and threw the homework book on the ground. Fang Qiusheng rubbed his face in satisfaction. His sticky tongue broke into Cang Erdong's mouth, sucking the other person's saliva, as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him. The hand on the chin was very hard, leaving a red streak on the other party's white and tender face.

He lifted Cang Erdong's hair on his forehead, and took off his nerdy glasses with thin frames.

His Cang Erdong's eyes combined the characteristics of his parents, with single eyelids but large pupils, so the overall look is not small, the corners of the eyes are drooping, and the eye sockets are pink when he is made to cry. There is no resentment, just grievances.

If you don't want others to see it, how can you let others see it.

The kiss was so long that Cang Erdong's breathing became out of tune, and he didn't have the strength to hit Fang Qiusheng with his fists.

Fang Qiusheng finally let him go, he licked the saliva off his mouth, and tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes: "Then my candy..."

Fang Qiusheng broke it in his hand, and the sugar shattered into several pieces, drawing a parabola in the air and falling into the trash can with a bang.

"Wow-"

Cang Erdong plunged into Fang Qiusheng's arms and cried softly, his shoulders trembled violently, and hearing the voice, he seemed to be out of breath.

The tall boy stroked his back along the spine, his eyes were full of confusion, he swallowed all the salty tears, he walked under the clothes with his hands, and his deep voice lingered in the sky. Er Dong's ear.

"Be good, Dongdong be good."

This person is obviously so bad, yet he is so gentle to him.

Cang Erdong finally bent down after the class bell rang, picked up the letter, and stuffed it into the messy schoolbag.

Anyway, Fang Qiusheng will check his schoolbag himself, and he doesn't need to take care of these things.

The last class was spent half asleep and half awake. As soon as the school bell rang, Cang Erdong took his schoolbag and was the first to step out of the classroom door. He ran non-stop towards the bus stop, trying to avoid the people waiting for him on the way home from school. .

Then I saw Fang Qiusheng sitting on a stool at the station, crossing his legs and blowing bubble gum.

"Good evening, Shengsheng."

Cang Erdong raised his hand to greet Fang Qiusheng, then stepped back a little bit on tiptoe.

"Where are you going?"

"Go—to mother's."

"That's it." The bubble that Fang Qiusheng blew burst, and the pink goo covered half of his face, and he ate it back, "Then I'll go too."

"Oh."

Cang Erdong knew that this time would not pass, and Fang Qiusheng was going to bully him again when he went back, so he walked over step by step and handed the schoolbag to the other party.

Fang Qiusheng took it, sorted out the letters and gifts inside, and stuffed them into the trash can beside him. Then he sorted the textbooks by size, smoothed some folded pages, and carried them on his back.

Today I went to participate in a guard of honor, and he didn't bring a schoolbag. Cang Erdong looked at his schoolbag on Fang Qiusheng's back. Fang Qiusheng's shoulders were wide, and his schoolbag was too small. The little turtle looked a little funny.

Cang Erdong felt that he was not as depressed as before, and it would be nice if someone carried his schoolbag for him.

Because they ran out early, the two of them caught up with the empty bus and sat in the last row. Fang Qiusheng opened the window for Cang Erdong, and the cold wind blew his bangs for no reason. feel happy.

Cang Erdong was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he leaned on Fang Qiusheng's shoulder. Alpha's body was always warm, and his breathing rate reached the same level during the ups and downs.

The sun sets early in winter, and the front of the car is just facing the direction of the setting sun. The blood-colored light breaks in, but it is not enough to extend to the last row.

So the teenager kissed in the dark, hot and melodious.