please let go

"You are too kind to me." Yilai stretched out his hand and Fanlai opened his mouth to give him the illusion of being a young master.

"You said, when my mother agrees, I will treat you better."

"It's good enough."

"Not enough, ask me for more, I will give you my life."

Jiang Chen said happily, "Haha, why do I want your life?"

The two continued to stroll around the campus and stopped in front of the list in front of the gate of the teaching building.

"Excellent student list? When did this come out?" Jiang Chen first saw a familiar name——Song Zheng.

"So it looks like this—it's really pretty." As soon as the words finished, the person next to him froze, and he quickly turned his head to meet the displeased gaze, "Not as good-looking as you."

"I know."

"I don't know how to be humble—"

"I didn't say what I look like." He Chuan didn't even look at the photos on the wall, "I know that in your eyes, I look better than him."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Boyfriend, I thank you! You have told me all the love stories."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Chen pointed to the photo, "How short do you think other people's hair is?"

"Huh?" He Chuan tilted his head slightly, expressing his emotions with a careless wink.

Jiang Chen reacted and withdrew his hand, "It doesn't matter if it's too short, I can't often accompany my boyfriend to cut hair..."

"Ah."

The person in the photo is not of the same type as He Chuan.

He Chuan has a lazy temperament that reveals casualness, but a casual glance will give people a sense of coldness.

Just like just now——

Song Zheng's facial features are also very superior, but in comparison, it gives people an overly serious feeling.

No wonder some people said that Song Zheng was too cold.

The person in this ID photo is obviously smiling, but it doesn't make people feel easy to get close to, as if there is an inherent sense of alienation.

"This Song Zheng is here, what about the other one?" Jiang Chen scanned the list several times, but he didn't see the word "Xiao Ye".

Maybe not doing well.

"It's a pity, I want to see what the other one looks like." He was a little curious about the person Song Zheng could surround himself with, "Forget it, let's go." Then he turned to look at the indifferent person, "You Why didn't you say a word?"

"You mentioned all other men, what did I say?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

As soon as the bell rang, a row of students came out of the teaching building with different expressions on their faces.

"Oh, yes, brother Qiang said that we will go hiking today." Jiang Chen said, "Shall we go too?"

A girl with a ponytail glanced at them, then pushed the person in front, "Wow - look handsome!"

The girl with draped hair in front turned her head instantly, shaking the arm of the girl with ponytail, "Haha, go and ask for WeChat!"

Another boy joined the conversation, "Two hamabis, you didn't see them holding hands—"

"Hahahaha! Internally digested again!"

Two people: "..."

Jiang Chen looked down at the hand he was holding, he no longer felt timid, but felt shy.

As early as a long time ago, he had learned to face it calmly, and was more afraid of loss than gossip.

It's not puppy love, parents allow it, he is a fool to care about other people's opinions.

Boy: "I heard it!"

The girl with the ponytail punched the boy, "Hahaha! Keep your voice down!"

Not only did the boy not listen, he even raised his hand like a small trumpet, "Handsome, pot for a long time! Give birth to a baby!"

The ponytail girl pushed him again, "Hahahahaha! Gua Wazi! Please keep your voice down!"

Jiang Chen was numb, turned his head away quickly, and covered his flushed face with his other hand, "Fuck, why is this guy jumping like that?"

Going to see He Chuan, he was still nodding at the boy.

Jiang Chen hastily tugged him down, "I'm stupid, are you sick?"

More and more people noticed them.

"Fuck, the one who didn't cover his face looks really good-looking to your mother."

Someone recognized it.

"Hey! Looks like a couple on the wall of the old handsome guy?"

"Is that right?" someone questioned.

"Is it the one who kicked someone for her boyfriend?"

"The kicker should be the one next to him covering his face."

Jiang Chen put down his hands covering his face, faced everyone's eyes, and smiled calmly, "That's right."

After recovering, he found that He Chuan was staring at him, "What are you doing? Can you stop staring at me?"

He Chuan kissed the back of his hand, smiled softly and said, "My boyfriend is so handsome when he reveals his relationship."

Jiang Chen was shy, wanted to pull back his hand, and scolded in a low voice: "Let go! There are so many people, why are you kissing?"

He was quite bold just now, when he was kissed by He Chuan in front of everyone, he was instantly cowed, and with the exclamation of the students, he turned around and dragged him away.

About 10 minutes later, Jiang Chen came back and casually pulled a classmate at the end of the crane to ask where he was going, and learned that the destination of the hike was the mountain at the back gate of the school.

He pointed to the hill behind the dormitory building, with a look of incomprehension, "What the hell is hiking? Let's go shopping and walk farther than this, right?"

Disgusting, but still followed.

After exiting the back door, He Chuan pulled him to walk in the opposite direction, "Let's take a detour, don't follow them."

Jiang Chen has been studying here for more than a year, and has never climbed a mountain before. "Is there a path?"

He Chuan explained: "So many students will definitely take the main road, which is too far away, and the small road is close, only more than 100 meters away from the back gate of the school."

"okay."

He Chuan might choose to take the small road because the main road is too far away and he has to climb mountains after walking for too long.

Jiang Chen didn't want to be seen by so many people while limping all the way. He guessed that He Chuan also knew what he was thinking, and even lamented this person's carefulness, "Boyfriend, thank you."

"Don't thank me, I'm selfish."

"Huh? What?"

He Chuan didn't answer, but kissed the back of his hand again.

"Restrain yourself!" Jiang Chen didn't let go, but forcibly pulled that hand off.

Walking to the path surrounded by wooden fences, Jiang Chen had just stepped on the stone ladder when he was pulled back and asked what was wrong.

"I'll carry you."

"it is good."

Years later, the winter temperature is still low, and there are few sunny days in the basin in all seasons. The two of them caught up with this rare good weather, and their backs were warmed by the sun.

"Won't I be heavy—" Jiang Chen turned his head, and he had already walked a hundred stone steps, and he was not allowed to take even two steps down.

He Chuan: "You are less than one hundred and thirty now, what's the weight?"

"The food you cook is so delicious, I think I've gained weight." Jiang Chen was suddenly glad that he didn't know how to cook. If he was as good at cooking as He Chuan, he might have grown fat from childhood.

"I remembered that you carried me...grass in the winter before? I also injured my foot that time." Jiang Chen wrapped his arms around He Chuan's neck tightly, leaning his face on his arms, and sighed: "It's so fast—— "

He probed to look down again, and before he knew it, he had already reached a high place.

The surrounding trees were luxuriant, and the dazzling sunlight was blocked outside, leaving them with a green shade.

The two passed the wooden chairs.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a break?" Jiang Chen didn't show any intention of stopping, "Take a break—my dear."

He Chuan stopped, put him on the chair, squatted on the ground and kissed the back of Jiang Chen's hand again.

"Grass, why do you like to kiss my hand so much?"

He Chuan looked up at him, "If it weren't for being outside, what I kissed wouldn't be hands."

"..." Jiang Chen looked like a puppy, rubbed his hair, and said with a smile, "We agreed to climb the mountain together, but it turned out that you carried me on your back."

"Same." He Chuan took the initiative to rub Jiang Chen's palm.

Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at the corner he had just passed, "There are no people on this small road—"

As soon as he finished speaking, several women came up from the corner behind.

"Hey, today's weather is Bashiga!"

"I'm free to come up with my husband to bask in the sun."

"Your home is here, so it's convenient—"

"Second sister and her husband have a very good relationship."

"Oh! What's the matter? I said I was tired and took a rest, but he insisted on carrying me away! A man in his tens is so disgusting!"

"Your husband is too used to serving you, he doesn't even want you to walk."

The women passed them, drifted away, and disappeared around the corner of the path ahead.

Sitting on the bench, Jiang Chen lowered his head and looked at He Chuan. Hearing the conversation of those people, he felt ashamed.

He Chuan laughed and teased: "Did you hear that? What should I call me?"

"What? I don't know." Jiang Chen pretended not to understand, avoiding his eyes.

He Chuan got up and put one hand on the wooden chair, slightly arched his back and pulled his face back, "Come on, I'll teach you."

Jiang Chen was a little at a loss, he was already close to his ear, the breath he exhaled lightly swept over his skin, his heart was about to jump out.

Another soft voice sounded next to my ear: "Husband."

Grass.

With just two words, Jiang Chen took a short breath, felt that death was worth it, hooked He Chuan's neck and smiled: "I have learned."

"Ok?"

Jiang Chen buried his head in his neck and shoulders and kissed, then blew into his earlobe, and said softly, "My husband—"

I was a little embarrassed outside, but He Chuan's two words made him dizzy, and he didn't care about the environment, so he posted it and kissed it.Originally, he just wanted to kiss him, but He Chuan didn't give him a chance to leave. He put his hand on the back of his neck and was forced to continue to cling to him.

"He Chuan..." Jiang Chen pushed his shoulder, and just said two words, his mouth was blocked again.

Grass.

Jiang Chen's face was scorching hot from the sun that penetrated into the woods, and his whole body was about to melt. He might suffocate before he softened. He patted his arm on the side to signal, struggling to turn his face away, "I'm dying... ..."

He looked away and panted slightly, still adjusting his breathing constantly, giving someone a chance, and someone pecked his neck again.

"..."

He Chuan let go of him, still teasing: "Your physical test of lung capacity is definitely not good."

Jiang Chen turned back and glanced at him with displeasure, "It's just you?"

"Elementary school physical examination, do you remember the rotary lung capacity measuring machine?" He Chuan said.

"The kind that can turn left and right?"

He Chuan nodded, "I can blow it up."

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, "Are you sick? You blow it up, to prove how good your lung capacity is?"

"That doesn't prove it." He Chuan touched Jiang Chen's hot cheek.

"How else do you want to prove?" Jiang Chen felt itchy when his fingertips scratched his skin lightly. He wanted to scratch it, but someone grabbed his hand instead. It has been a long time.

As soon as the man moved closer, he hurriedly covered He Chuan's mouth, "Okay, okay, there's no need to prove it, it's really good, it's too good." The words continued, and then jumped into the hole dug for him earlier.

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, "Go on."

"Who would have thought that a man who is so indifferent in the eyes of others would be so nice to his boyfriend." Jiang Chen looked at the endless stone steps and felt that they could walk through their entire lives.

Along the path, before seeing anyone, there was a noise.

Jiang Chen looked forward, "It's almost here."

Turning a corner, what you can see is a wide asphalt road, and the opposite is a gentle hillside, extending out, not endless, but it is also a world.

Students in blue and white school uniforms can be seen everywhere, playing and playing in groups of three or four.

Jiang Chen patted He Chuan on the shoulder, "Put me down." As soon as he stepped on the ground, he walked towards the lawn, stood on the top of the slope and looked down.

Spreading to a few hundred meters, there is a small road around the mountains, and the trees on both sides are still full of vitality in winter.

Jiang Chen couldn't help sighing: "I thought it was too young."

The slope of the hill is very gentle. Some people have picnics on it, and some children roll from the top of the slope all the way down the slope.

Jiang Chen pointed to the child who looked like a rolling bucket, "If I were ten years old, I would definitely roll better than him."

"You are 20 years old, two ten years old, you can roll twice."

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Chen still shook his head, "Others will treat me as crazy—"

There is a boy on the right, whose temperament is too outstanding, and he can be recognized at a glance among many students wearing school uniforms. Just a side profile reminds Jiang Chen of who he is.

Song Zheng.

Song Zheng was staring straight ahead, took out his cell phone from his pocket and took a photo, then stopped quickly, pretending to ignore what happened.

There is no need to be so fast when taking landscape photos - the flowing movements are very similar to doing something wrong.

Jiang Chen looked ahead, there was no scenery to speak of except for the road he had just passed and a group of students fighting.

Oh, and a teenager.

He went back to look at Song Zheng, and just happened to meet the person's eyes, and just about to smile politely, but the person looked away expressionlessly...

Candid shots are still so calm——

A male classmate ran over and asked, "Song Zheng, are you feeling better?"

The boy in front also turned his head when he heard the sound.

"Brother, I'm still a little dizzy." Song Zheng frowned, naturally

He drove away the male classmate and walked towards the person in front.

Jiang Chen whispered: "I'm stupid, isn't it fake?"

That frail look is quite different from the sneak shot just now——

Male student: "Xiao Ye, if he is really uncomfortable, you can take him away first, and I will tell the teacher when the time comes."

It turned out that the one in front was Xiao Ye.

Jiang Chen saw his face as he wished.

For the first time, I discovered that a person's temperament can combine sunshine and haze, even if he smiles, it gives people an extremely melancholy feeling.

It's not so much a fake smile, it's better to try to restrain the sadness and show the happy side.

Song Zheng stepped forward to pull Xiao Ye's arm, touched the man's hand again, frowned and asked, "Hands are so cold, I haven't run now, is it cold? I..."

Xiao Ye supported him, "You're not feeling well, and you still care about whether I'm cold?"

Jiang Chen was overjoyed when he saw this, as discussed on the wall, Song Zheng really only circled around Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye tilted his head, looked this way, his eyes collided with Jiang Chen, he nodded politely and smiled, he was saying hello.

This is much more approachable than that Song Zheng.

"Brother, let's go over there—" Song Zheng tugged at Xiao Ye's sleeve, pointed towards the distance, and finally glanced at Jiang Chen one more time.

This behavior is very much like a little wolf cub protecting food.

Jiang Chen was a little speechless, "Fuck? You can't even smile at me? If I say a few words to Xiao Ye, can't you run over and hack me to death?"

He looked at the backs of the two of them, as if seeing his former self, hiding his heartbeat in every move, afraid of being discovered or ignored.

But He Chuan said, "Do you really think they are a couple?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

The comments on the wall revealed that the two people's usual words and deeds were quite close, and Jiang Chen suddenly realized that just now Song Zheng lied to Xiao Ye by pretending to be unwell, obviously for the sake of gaining attention.

This is generally not the case between couples. Caring for each other is a common thing, and the two don't seem to be in conflict, and one of them needs to act coquettishly and submissively. That may be one of the reasons——

Song Zheng has an unrequited love for Xiao Ye.

Jiang Chen said thoughtfully: "Xiao Ye also has a little liking to him—after all, Song Zheng is indeed the type that makes people's hearts flutter."

He Chuan answered "Oh" coldly.

"Hey - I didn't say it." He realized that he had said the wrong thing again, so he simply shut up and continued to look at the backs of the two, feeling that the love was continuing.

Heartbeat is very simple, the heart beats, the heart touches, it is the act of two teenagers looking at each other, and they may never be able to move their eyes away.

Whether it is Xiangyue or not, it is also a sincere emotion.

Song Zheng in front leaned against Xiao Ye again, his head almost fell on his shoulder.

Jiang Chen joked with a smile: "This is the first time I've seen male green tea in real life——"

He Chuan: "The way he looks at the person in front of him is the way you look at me."

"Fuck, am I so obvious?" Jiang Chen realized that he had no privacy at all, "That Song Zheng almost got the words 'like Xiao Ye' etched on his face."

He shook his head again with a look of resentment, "Xiao Ye is a bit slow to react—you don't know that you are being targeted?"

He Chuan smiled meaningfully: "It should be."

The author has something to say:

This man is so simple

I don't know that I'm also the one being missed

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!