Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

In just one class, the two school grasshoppers sitting together are like scattered willow seeds in spring, which are blown gently by the wind and spread throughout the third grade like catkins.

As expected, by the end of the morning, the whole school will know everything.

It is conceivable how many people are secretly playing with their mobile phones when the old man is immersed in himself.

After Xiang Yunshan finished speaking, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He didn't like to procrastinate, so he just confessed a few words, picked up the cup of wolfberries, and walked away slowly.

Before leaving, I called the newly elected class committee and went to the office to get the test questions issued by the school.

Classes in high school are fast. In the first two years, you have to learn all the knowledge points of the three years in high school. The whole year in the third year of high school is used to review and consolidate and check for omissions.

Although there is no new textbook in the third year of high school, the exercise book is indispensable.

At this time, Li Ruiyuan looked at the exercise books piled up on the table that could be as tall as his own head, and cried out with a "wow".

"Help, he is still a baby, this is not the weight that my life can bear! Woooooo~"

Wen Yanwan was writing his name with a pen, when he heard the whimpering sound from behind, the pen kept on writing, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at Li Ruiyuan miraculously

How did this person get into the key class?

At this moment, Da Jinwen returned to his seat after distributing the test papers. When he saw the test papers on his desk, his face blushed instantly, as if seeing his first love.

He covered his face and said in embarrassment: "Great, there are new test papers to do, I'm so happy~"

After the words were spoken, the surrounding area became quiet.

Wen Yanwan: "..."

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Later, Da Jinwen continued to fill in the knife: "Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng are really excellent students. They are not only my role models, but also the pillars of my soul. I have to do more papers and do more questions to barely read. See their advancing backs!"

Wen Yanwan: "..."

He really wanted to tell the other party that after tomorrow, not only would Xiang Yunshan be scared to death, but your spiritual support might also collapse.

To be honest, since Wen Yanwan was reborn, she has never felt such a great pressure.

The high expectations placed on him by all parties are too high, so high that he is a little breathless. Now, as long as he thinks about tomorrow's final exam, his scalp will feel numb.

What to do, is it still too late to find someone to cheat?

Thinking like this, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the person next to him.

Lu Chaosheng was still in a deep sleep.

Although he was tall, he was thin, with thin shoulders and back. At this time, he was lying on the table with his arms folded, his raised spine supporting the blue and white school uniform fabric.

Her face was buried in her arms, only the top two curls of her hair were exposed, making her even look a little petite.

The snow-white neck was still wide open, already flushed red by the sun.

His fingers moved, but he couldn't hold back, and stretched towards the spine.

Skin-to-skin contact is only momentary.

The collar was stood up, Wen Yanwan withdrew his hand, and rubbed his fingertips together twice, leaving the touch of Lu Chaosheng's skin on it.

Sure enough, it was roasted hot.

Putting his hands in his pockets casually, Wen Yanwan lowered his eyes and returned to Lu Chaosheng again.

A thin layer of blue cloth was lifted limply on the back of the neck, completely burying the flushed skin under the black shadow, like a soft umbrella.

Lu Chaosheng didn't even twitch his eyelashes.

sleep so soundly?

Wen Yanwan felt strange, but she still turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him.

……

Lu Chaosheng woke up from the cold.

His body was like being put into an ice cellar, his back was sweating intermittently, and even his fingertips were trembling faintly.

Reluctantly getting up from the table, Lu Chaosheng moved his stiff neck, and by the way put down the inexplicably erect collar that made his skin itch.

There was an unknown shadow on the table, starting from the left side of the table and spanning his entire table.

Lu Chaosheng turned his head and looked towards the window sill, where there was an ugly old thermos.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Chaosheng knew whose thermos it was almost instantly.

For some reason, he actually ran to the window sill next to him.

Lu Chaosheng took off the thermos and gently put it back on Wen Yanwan's table, vaguely remembering that he seemed to be dreaming about the scene of last night again.

It was still the dim bar, the broken spots of light, the cool fingertips of the teenager pinching his chin, and the lightly colored lips that were slightly raised.

Thinking of the cold wine that was scorched hot by the touching breath, Lu Chaosheng suddenly felt thirsty in his throat.

Like longing for some hot liquid... or someone's unique scent.

The fingertips holding the thermos cup tightened faintly.

"Huh? You finally woke up. I thought you were going to sleep all morning."

A familiar voice came from beside him, Lu Chaosheng withdrew his hand, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly.

"where did you go?"

After the words came out, the dryness in the throat seemed to be a little heavier.

Lu Chaosheng licked his lips. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the thermos cup on Wen Yanwan's table. For some reason, he had the urge to open it and take a sip.

Hearing Lu Chaosheng's words, Wen Yanwan was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect that Lu Chaosheng would ask him this question as soon as he came back.

After all, Lu Chaosheng didn't look like someone who would be interested in other people's itineraries.

Just now, Wen Yanwan went to the office to look for Xiang Yunshan while there was still half an hour between classes.

Hengbei Private School has strict regulations. Except for special reasons, the third year of high school must live on campus uniformly. Those who do not want to live on campus must have a handwritten certificate from their parents and the signature of the head teacher of the class.

In the previous life, Wen Yanwan applied for day school because there was an elderly person at home to take care of. Xiang Yunshan knew about his family's situation and didn't ask much, so he asked him to write a letter of explanation and signed it directly.

In this life, his grandma is going to be hospitalized, and he doesn't know how to cook. There is no need to go to school, he can just live in school, and he can save time on the road and study more.

Wen Yanwan pulled out the chair and sat down.

Seeing that Lu Chaosheng's clear eyes were still staring at him, as if he was waiting for an answer, he said truthfully, "I just went to Lao Xiang to check in with him."

Lu Chaosheng lowered his eyes and said "um", as if he was just asking casually.

"What about you, are you going to study or stay?"

"Go read."

Wen Yanwan nodded, picked up the thermos cup on the table, and unscrewed it.

Thinking about it, although Lu Chaosheng is about to fall out of favor, he is still the son of Lu's parents. How can he live on campus like ordinary students? Living in a villa is more comfortable than being at school.

Wen Yanwan raised her head, raised the thermos cup and took a sip, her Adam's apple rolled.

He didn't know that when he raised his head to drink water, Lu Chaosheng's eyes were fixed on the small bump rolling up and down.

After he put down the thermos and habitually licked his lower lip, Lu Chaosheng slowly looked away.

It's just that for some reason, his Adam's apple swallowed at the same time as the dark red sticking out of his lips.

When the school bell rang, there was a ping-pong in the classroom.

Li Ruiyuan snorted, stuffed all the things on the table into the drawer, grabbed Da Jinwen who was addicted to brushing the questions, and rushed to the front table to poke Wen Yanwan's back.

"Let's go, Brother Yan, Chao Sheng, we're going to the cafeteria to eat soon, there will be more people when it's late."

He didn't have the guts to poke Lu Chaosheng. Although he was a bit careless, he was the only one who was particularly sensitive to his brother's emotions.

He has discovered since the morning that Lu Chaosheng's condition is not quite right, for the sake of his own life, it is better not to take the initiative to get up at this time.

Sure enough, Lu Chaosheng didn't even lift his eyelids: "No."

On the contrary, Wen Yanwan paused a little when he heard Li Ruiyuan's address: "Brother Yan?"

Why didn't he know why he knew Li Ruiyuan so well?

"That's right, Brother Yan," Li Ruiyuan was distracted by Wen Yanwan, and instead of going to see Lu Chaosheng, he supported Wen Yanwan's table and said excitedly, "Didn't everyone say that whoever is the best sleeper will be the elder brother? Brother, you are so awesome, you are the number one in your grade, and you dare to... ahem, what, of course you deserve to be called a brother!"

In the last sentence, Li Ruiyuan glanced quietly at Lu Chaosheng, and everything was kept silent.

Obviously Wen Yanwan's blow last night completely captured this little brother Li.

Wen Yanwan twitched the corners of her mouth: "All right."

He didn't quite understand the preference of teenage boys to call each other brother, but he didn't want to argue with Li Ruiyuan about it, so he let him go.

Seeing Wen Yanwan answering down, Li Ruiyuan immediately became happy, grabbed his deskmate, and pushed towards the door blah blah.

Wen Yanwan packed up his things, got up and was about to leave, when he caught a glimpse of Lu Chaosheng sitting still, his footsteps paused, he couldn't hold back, and asked, "Are you really not going to eat?"

"Don't go."

Wen Yanwan looked down at him.

The young man has a straight nose, deep facial features, and slightly drooping thick eyelashes. Under the embellishment of the sun, it looks like fine quicksand, covering his eyes and making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

But the small half of the face turned slightly sideways, as well as the delicate and thin jaw, were so white that it was almost dazzling.

It makes people instantly recall the delicate feel of squeezing it hard last night.

He looked back.

"Okay, then I'll go by myself."

As soon as Wen Yanwan left, Lu Chaosheng couldn't hold on, and immediately collapsed on the table.

He really has no appetite.

His throat was extremely dry, and his body felt cold again and again, not only thirsty, but also sleepy.

Especially after Wen Yanwan left, a chill suddenly rushed from his tailbone to his spine, making his scalp numb.

The heart suddenly beat like a panic, and the lips were so thirsty that they were about to split.

There seemed to be countless tiny worms constantly climbing in the throat, it was thick and dense, it was so dry and itchy that it was almost painful.

The summer wind blows in from the window, and the pages of the book are turned and rustled.

He was the only one left in the empty classroom.

As if bewitched, Lu Chaosheng slowly stretched out his hand and held the thermos next to him.

The bottle cap was unscrewed, and the warm water flowed along the lips, past the white teeth, and flowed into the dry throat.

In a trance, it seemed to be back to last night, the same thirst, the same burning, the same high neck line and unstoppable swallowing.

Adam's apple rolling wildly.

Like a fish thirsty for water, Lu Chaosheng finally found a source of water just before dying and sucked it desperately.

After drinking more than half a cup, the dryness was finally relieved.

He drank too fast, and his breathing became short of breath. Lu Chaosheng spread out on the chair, panting lightly.

The chill in the body seemed to be dispelled a bit, and besides the warm water, what flowed into the body seemed to be something hotter and sweeter.

Lu Chaosheng licked his lips in ecstasy, with ambiguous water stains remaining on them

It was Wen Yanwan's burning lips.