The school grass is teased every day [rebirth]

Xu Ling's pupils shrank slightly.

His words, for some reason, sounded strangely intimate to my ears.

"Then why didn't you sleep well?" Xu Ling asked again.

"..."

Before Xie Zeyue said anything, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.A boy was lying on the side of the door and looking in, holding a kettle in his hand, it was Jiang Yan.

"You guys... what's going on?"

He walked in, closed the door behind him, and opened his eyes wide.

Xu Ling was sleeping on Xie Zeyue's bed, holding a carton of milk in her hand, watching him in the bedroom.Seeing him coming, Xu Ling calmly put the hot milk on the bedside table, and continued to curl up in Xie Zeyue's quilt, looking very comfortable.

"What's the situation?" Xu Ling leaned on his bed, quite lazy, her collarbone was white and translucent: "You haven't slept with your roommate before, what's so surprising."

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded: "..."

He paused for a few seconds, and retorted blushingly, "Why should I sleep with him?"

A few seconds passed.

He suddenly reacted, and suddenly looked at Xie Zeyue who had a calm expression: "Are you... asleep?"

"Hmm." Xie Zeyue stood up, put on a coat, and pulled the zipper all the way up with lowered eyes, with a flat voice: "Sleep, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yan opened his eyes wide, suspicious of life: "No, are you really together?"

"..."

"Guess what?"

Xu Ling laughed. He lifted the quilt, looked for plush slippers with his bare feet and put them in, lazily went into the bathroom to wash up.

Turning on the faucet, he washed his face and brushed his teeth in the mirror.

Jiang Yan looked at Xie Zeyue, and lowered his voice: "Old Xie, tell the truth, you stayed up late last night until the early hours of the morning, could it be that you were...fucking with him?"

"..." Xie Zeyue looked at him without saying a word.

There was a chuckle from the bathroom, a little echoing, buzzing.

Xu Ling's voice sounded: "Jiang Yan, why are you more deceitful than him?"

"Sleeping, literally." Xie Zeyue yawned, lowered his eyebrows, and pointed at Xu Ling's quilt with his chin: "His bed was splashed with water, and he was wet, so he couldn't sleep."

"Oh——" Jiang Yan laughed, patted his head, and said, "I mean. You didn't sleep well last night because Xu Ling was lying on the bed, didn't you?"

"..."

Xie Zeyue lowered her eyelashes, neither admitting nor denying, the corners of her lips slightly curved.

The weekend is coming soon.

It was originally agreed to go to his house on the weekend. Xu Ling printed out the previous financial analysis and planned to take the opportunity to open up with his father and persuade him not to be attracted by the prosperous appearance of the emerging industry and to abandon the original investment. Just stop the loss in time.

The classroom is bustling.

A cello was playing slowly on the radio.

Xu Ling sat on the desk in the classroom and waited for him with her schoolbag on one shoulder.

"What are you doing with so many books back?"

Xu Ling looked down at him.

Xie Zeyue sat on the seat, kept bending over, took out a few textbooks from the desk cabinet and the box, and put them on the table, where a pile of them had already been piled up high.

His voice was slightly low, and he replied with a good temper: "Take it back to review."

Xu Ling laughed and continued to wait.

Xie Zeyue finally brought all the books with her, as if she felt a sense of security, she hung them on her shoulders and walked towards the back door with her arms around Xu Ling.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xu Ling's schoolbag looking very light, and he went home with only a novel in his hand, and he couldn't help laughing.

"I really envy you." He lowered his eyes, and poked Xu Ling's white and soft earlobe with his fingers, "Why are you so smart? I haven't seen you learn anything. You know everything."

Xu Lingxin said, because I have already studied in university, compared with you, isn't that easy?

A group of boys came out from the back door of the classroom, passed by, and greeted them.

"Xie, are you together?"

"Well, take him home."

After speaking, he took Xu Ling's hand again, interlocking his fingers, the palm was extremely warm.

He had no intention of avoiding suspicion at all.

Even enjoyed others speculating about the relationship between the two of them.

After the group of people left.

The two stood in the stairway, and a gust of draft blew past.

Xu Ling smiled suddenly, and looked up at Xie Zeyue: "You are also very good."

Xie Zeyue was slightly taken aback.

He stopped, stood by the wall, leaned slightly closer, gently brushed away the broken hair on Xu Ling's forehead with his fingers, and looked into his eyes: "Did you say before that you can't praise people like this?"

His pupils are slightly darker.

After a few seconds.

Xu Ling's snow-white cheeks blushed slightly as if they had been scalded.

Someone pinched his fingers lightly, as if playing a game, the corners of Xie Zeyue's lips raised slightly: "Let's go."

Xu Ling came back to her senses, feeling annoyed for a moment.

The young Xie is quite serious when he gets serious.

He raised the corner of his lips and clasped his fingers tightly.

There are people coming and going at the school gate, and the intersection is full of cars.

Xie Zeyue stopped, stared at Xu Ling's side face, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Wait, you haven't contacted him, have you?"

Xu Ling: "Huh?"

Xie Zeyue took it easy: "It's the boy who chased you before."

Xu Ling recalled, and said: "There is less contact. But his mother and my mother are girlfriends, and they go home on weekends, and sometimes they will visit."

Xie Zeyue lowered her eyes, coughed a few times, and said, "Although you don't have a girlfriend anymore, since you're not interested in others, you still have to keep your distance. It's hard to give hope and then kill it."

Xu Ling said "hmm" and smiled: "You have such a strong ability to empathize?"

Xie Zeyue made it up casually: "No. I don't want you to be missed by a boy all the time."

Xie Zeyue took him around a few cars and found his own home. The driver opened the door to let them go up first, and then walked in next to him.

The driver sat in the front, looking curiously at Xu Ling and his boss' son from the inside mirror from time to time.

Are they classmates?

The relationship is really good, and they are still holding hands.

Well, the children are well nourished now, and all of them are beautiful.

It was quiet in the car.

The window fell, and Xie Zeyue bent one hand, resting on the edge of the window, propped his head, and looked down at the circle of friends on the phone.

That night, at three o'clock in the morning.

He shares a song.

In the bottom row of likes, there is one from Xu Ling.

He clicked into Xu Ling's circle of friends again, and it was clean, all white, and there was a horizontal line.

He is blocked.

It's been like this since the beginning of school.

He couldn't figure out why, and he didn't take it seriously at first. After all, at that time, Xu Ling was just a strange boy who transferred from another school to him. It didn't matter whether his circle of friends was open to him or not.But now, his desire to see and understand everything about Xu Ling is getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Ling listened to the music with his earphones plugged in, when the person beside him suddenly asked, "Xu Ling, can I watch your Moments?"

The voice that suddenly sounded in the car was very clear.

Xu Ling took off one earphone with her fair fingers, looked at him, and raised her voice slightly: "What's so interesting?"

He just set it like that habitually, even if he opened the circle of friends, it would only make people feel very boring, because he didn't post anything.

Blocking him may be automatically set when adding friends.

It seems that Xie Zeyue seems to care about this?

Xie Zeyue said unhurriedly, "Did you block me only, or did you block everyone?"

Xu Ling was slightly surprised, and her pupils flashed a little moved: "Is this very important?"

Xie Zeyue tilted her head slightly, leaned on the seat, and nodded heavily: "Yes. It's very important."

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