The school grass I taught became my fanboy

The voice was full of grievances, like a down-and-out puppy begging for a warm home.

Yu Cheng patted his arm, and said softly: "Our influence like this is not good."

Song Jingshui pursed his lower lip, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he let go of Yu Cheng without saying anything.

Fortunately, it was getting dark, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Yu Cheng turned around and looked at Song Jingshui who was waiting for criticism with his head down, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Why are you apologizing?" Yu Cheng asked.

Song Jingshui's eyes darkened, thinking that Yu Cheng would not accept his apology.

Yu Cheng continued: "I am the one who should apologize. What I said was too serious."

Song Jingshui raised his head suddenly, staring at Yu Cheng's face with burning eyes, "But you didn't answer my call."

Yu Cheng raised his eyebrows, took out his phone and looked at it, and there were several missed calls.He smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I forgot to turn the mute back."

Song Jingshui had a well-behaved expression and a cute smile.

Yu Cheng was startled, Song Jingshui's expression was really cute, his face was bulging, and he stared at him with round eyes.

His heart is about to melt, how did he manage to be so cruel to such a cute little brother?

Yu Cheng coughed, and stopped the urge to pinch his face, "By the way, my mother told me to let you come to my house this week."

The corners of Song Jingshui's lips curled up.

"I have no class on Friday afternoon, how about you? Then go back sometime."

Song Jingshui thought for a while, "There will be classes from [-] to [-] pm on Friday, and there will be no classes after that."

"Then we'll go back after you finish class." Yu Cheng said.

"it is good."

The Yu family's parents in the coffee shop.

Yu He's complexion was not very good, and Yu's mother's complexion was even more so, her eyebrows were all knit together.

"So, your dad wants to see Yu Cheng?" the woman asked.

Yu He nodded, pinching the throbbing nerves on his forehead, "I can't help it, my dad is indeed getting old, it's normal to miss his grandson."

The woman's eyes were red, "But why didn't he tell you when he kicked you out? I haven't seen Xiaocheng for many years. Last time my son asked me, he has a grandfather, but why didn't he come to see him? Based on the old age, I think Why do you want to take my son away?"

Yu He frowned, and spoke after a while: "Maybe he really just misses the small town?"

Yu Ma sneered, "I don't believe it."

The next day, the school broke the news that Song Jingshui and Yu Cheng might be lovers.

There is also a picture of Song Jingshui gently touching Yu Cheng's hair with his eyes full.

Yu Cheng didn't have class all morning and was still sleeping, so he didn't see the big news about him as the protagonist.

Song Jingshui leaned on his chin, watching the teacher lecture boredly.

The boy sitting next to him slowly came over with his mobile phone, Song Jingshui looked at the boy expressionlessly, his eyes were dark and deep.

The boy still felt a little nervous, but who told him to lose a bet with those girls and was forced to ask a question.

"Student Song, what's your relationship with Senior Yu Cheng?" The boy asked in a low voice, shyly.

Song Jingshui's slender fingers turned the pen skillfully, and his movements were so smooth that it seemed that he had practiced it professionally.

The voice was faint, "Friend, what's the matter?"

The boy's back was sweating nervously, so he showed him the pictures on his phone, and continued to ask, "Someone secretly took pictures of you...you and Senior Yu Cheng."

Song Jingshui glanced at the picture, looked at the movements of the two people in the picture, and remembered that there was a leaf on Yu Cheng's head that day in the tree-lined avenue, and he helped to take it off.

"Oh. So?" The calmness couldn't be any calmer, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The boy smiled awkwardly, "Many people wonder if you are a couple."

Song Jingshui's icy eyes swept across the boy's face, and he forcibly held back what he wanted to say.

"Didn't you hear my first sentence?" The voice was cold, too lazy to continue.

After finishing speaking, continue to watch the teacher explain the boring course concepts.

I was really tired of listening, so I took out my phone and flicked the video casually.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yu Cheng woke up and saw the news of the explosion.

It is actually rumored that he is in love with Song Jingshui? ? ?

What the hell are you kidding?Pulling a leaf can be regarded as falling in love?

Not to mention that Song Jingshui is also a boy, after all, he was once his student, so it is impossible for him to be with that child in this regard!

Yu Cheng went up to clarify that he did not tell about the fact that he had taught Song Jingshui, he just said that the two had known each other before and were not lovers.

After hearing Yu Cheng's clarification, the group that had been bombarded calmed down a lot, and there were fewer people guessing.

More comments like this:

【Harmful!Let me just say, it is impossible for Song Jingshui to be with Yu Cheng. 】【One super cold, one relatively cold, how can two cold people collide with sparks? 】【That's right!Why are the people who were filming making such a fuss?Don't mess with the rhythm. 】【But you see, Song Jingshui's expression at that time was really gentle! 】【It's been said that everyone knows each other, can you see if you can be gentle with strangers? ! 】It's arguing again...

Yu Cheng turned off his mobile phone, and didn't bother to deal with these trivial matters.

At the same time, his roommates were also awake.

One by one, they all brushed up the news with a serious face.

"Why can't you brush your head?"

"Why are you talking about Song Jingshui and Lao Yu?"

"That's to say, I turned it over for a long time and I still can't turn it over, but I can really talk."

Half an hour later, my fingers were sore before I even turned the page to say what happened in front of me.But through chatting with those people, I can somewhat understand it.

It is rumored that Lao Yu and Song Jingshui are in love.

Fang Ming was wearing big red underpants and sitting on a stool beside Yu Cheng's bed, "Hey, old Yu, why are they all rumoring that you and Song Jingshui are in love?"

Yu Cheng pinched his forehead, "I went to clarify, didn't you see?"

"No."

It suddenly occurred to me that it might be because of the noise and brushing, not to mention looking at the front, it is normal to not even see what he sent.

Yu Cheng could only explain again, "A leaf fell on my head. He thought it was a bug, and then he wanted to take it off for me, but someone else took it."

"So simple?" Fang Ming was dubious.

"How complicated do you want to be?" Yu Cheng didn't bother to talk to him.

There is a student in Song Jingshui's dormitory who specializes in divination. He can usually make some money from divination, and his accuracy rate is more than half.

Song Jingshui was leaning on the bed, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it quietly, quiet and elegant.

Yan Gu had just finished the divination for a netizen, and was about to put away the cards when he suddenly noticed Song Jingshui who was on the opposite bed, "Jingshui, do you want to do the divination."

After getting along for many days, he found that Song Jingshui was not the kind of person who was not particularly close to him.

Song Jingshui's hand that turned the page paused, turned his head and looked up at Yan Gu, his eyes were cold.

Yan Gu took all the cards and sat down in front of Song Jingshui's bed, "Don't say I'm a trick to deceive people. Although there are certain uncertainties, most of them are still accurate."

"To make a fortune?" Yan Gu asked.

Song Jingshui sat up slightly, quite interested, "Okay."

"Do you want to count it as career or friendship?" Yan Gu began to bow his head and play cards.

"I want to calculate love." Song Jingshui leaned on his chin and said.

Yan Gu snapped his fingers and said OK, "Close your eyes first."

Song Jingshui closed his eyes obediently, waiting for Yan Gu's next words.

"Then don't think about anything, say my love three times silently, open your eyes after 30 seconds and choose three cards based on your intuition." Yan Gu said.

After 30 seconds, Song Jingshui opened his eyes and chose three cards intuitively.

Yan Gu opened the three cards.

The first card shows a man in a golden robe holding a golden staff.

The second card is the magician with his hand raised.

The third card only has one word 'star' written on it.

Yan Gu looked at the three cards, frowning slightly, legs crossed on the stool, thinking seriously.

"These three cards are almost all real cards, pointing to the person that you have a crush on."

Song Jingshui pursed his lips, blinked his eyes, and did not speak.

Yan Gu was obsessed with looking at the cards, so he didn't notice Song Jingshui's delicate expression.

"The first card said: You are very intelligent, very spiritual, and a little self-willed, and it depends on your own preferences for the people around you. The person you have a crush on should be older than you, but not More than five years old. You like him very much, and he has a bright spot that makes you obsessed."

"The second card tells you, don't wait for opportunities, because the person you have a crush on doesn't know your love for him, you should create opportunities. Look at his posture, it is telling you to take the initiative to fight for it , be active.”

"The third card says: If you procrastinate, it will greatly increase the difficulties, and your attitude will directly affect your grasp of opportunities, and avoid the plotting of jealous people."

After Song Jingshui finished listening, he lowered his eyes, as if he had listened.

Yan Gu put away the cards, put them in a box, looked at the somewhat silent Song Jingshui, and laughed out loud: "It's not entirely accurate, whether you believe it or not, after all metaphysics, it still depends on you."

Although Song Jingshui was holding the book, he didn't read a word, and didn't turn over a page for a long time.

He kept thinking about those few words.

Take the initiative to fight for it, and why?

The next afternoon.

Because their majors are similar, physical education classes are put together.

Yu Cheng and Song Jingshui were standing on the playground. One of the girls ran over and ran in front of them. After panting for a while, she said, "Yu Cheng, the physical education teacher asked you to help him hold the basketball."

Yu Cheng nodded, left the playground, and walked to the sports equipment room.

The girl kept looking at Yu Cheng's back until he entered the room, with unconcealable joy in her eyes.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from my ear: "Are you handsome?"

The girl nodded frantically.

"You like Yu Cheng?" the man asked again.

The girl turned around, feeling a little displeased that her little thoughts were being seen, and raised her head to see the person in front of her clearly.

He froze in place, it was actually Song Jingshui!

When she just ran over, she only paid attention to Yu Cheng, whom she liked, and didn't pay much attention to the person next to Yu Cheng.

Song Jingshui smiled, looked directly at the girl, and said in a domineering and indifferent tone, "I'm sorry—"

"mine."