I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"Wag your tail."

Zhong Xun and Chu Tingdong returned to the box for a while, and when it was over at around nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Chunhong had already left early.

Although they were told not to run around, Song Yijin and the others would definitely go to the Internet cafe.

Zhong Xun turned his head to look at Chu Tingdong anxiously, Chu Tingdong helplessly reached out and patted the messy lock of hair on the top of his head, and said, "I'll accompany you, and I won't be home until eleven o'clock."

Zhong Xun was obviously reluctant to stay for only two hours, but Chu Tingdong finally let go, and he reluctantly accepted.

Then he walked in a relatively hidden place, grabbed Chu Tingdong's wrist, and happily left the hot pot restaurant.

At first, Zhong Xun played games with Song Yijin and the others by himself. He lost three games in a row and was unwilling to play again. He turned around and gently pushed Chu Tingdong's arm, calling him softly, "Brother."

Chu Tingdong was sitting in front of the machine in the farthest corner, Zhong Xun was next to him, and Song Yijin was on the other side.

Blocked by Song Yijin, he was not afraid that other people would see him, but he was afraid that they would hear him talking to Chu Tingdong.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tingdong was still working on the problem, Danfeng glanced at him and said coldly.

"Brother, stop writing first, and help me play games for a while." Zhong Xun lay down, his chin resting on his arm, and was a little itchy from the sweater, but he still refused to get up.

Chu Tingdong: "..." This is really annoying.

He got up and changed places with Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun was very supportive, Chu Tingdong won the first game, he shyly said into Chu Tingdong's ear: "Brother, you are so good."

Chu Tingdong helped him advance to the first stage, and he continued to praise, "Brother, you are really a good person."

Chu Tingdong: "..."

Chu Tingdong reached out his hand to cover his mouth where he muttered endlessly, and Zhong Xun's lower half of his face was covered in his hand, and he snorted a few times, pursing his lips to suck his palm.

Wet, like being licked by the soft tongue of a small animal.

Chu Tingdong's palms were slightly stiff, he turned his head and moved his hands away, and Zhong Xun bent over him in a low voice.

He agreed to go home at eleven o’clock, but Zhong Xun went back on his word. Chu Tingdong was nice to him, but he pretended not to hear him. Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist and wanted to take him away. .

"I was wrong," Zhong Xun was pushed down on the bed in the hotel, his trousers were down to his calves, and he refused to give up his resistance, his eyes were flushed, and he said tremblingly, "Brother, I want to go home."

Chu Tingdong was so angry that he had a headache, but when Zhong Xun cried, his heart softened again. Seeing that he seemed to be really scared, he picked him up and stroked Zhong Xun's back.

He reached out to help Zhong Xun put on his trousers, lowered his eyes, but found that Zhong Xunguang kept crying, and even took a sneak peek at him. He caught him on the spot, and put his arms around his neck and pretended to be dead.

I didn't learn anything else, but I learned to pretend to be pitiful with him.

Chu Tingdong's comforting words were stuck in his throat, and he almost vomited blood, so he pulled off Zhong Xun's jeans and underwear with a cold face.

Zhong Xun's butt felt cold, and now he really wanted to cry.

He was crying fakely, and after a while he put his arms around Chu Tingdong's neck and hummed.

When he was comfortable, Chu Tingdong became even angrier, but Zhong Xun had never had sex with others, and he didn't know how they did it, but somehow he liked Chu Tingdong's tone.

The harder Chu Tingdong teased him, the more he felt that Chu Tingdong liked him, almost fell in love with him.

Originally Chu Tingdong was also reluctant to let him hurt, but in the end only Shuang was left, and he didn't bother to go home, hooked Chu Tingdong's neck and raised his head to kiss him, thin sweat was dripping from his snow-white legs.

"Why don't you continue to boast?" Chu Tingdong raised his eyebrows coldly, and pinched his cheek with his fingertips.

"Uh..." What a boast.

Zhong Xun's lips were soft, red and wet, he panted for a moment with his mouth open slightly, his eyelashes closed and opened again, and he scolded him with a blushing face, "Idiot."

The more he scolded, the more he was bullied, but he continued to scold.

In the end, I was so blinded by crying that I didn't dare to talk to each other again.

Chu Tingdong asked him to get up to take a bath, but he refused to move.

Chu Tingdong stretched out his arms to hug him, and he curled up in Chu Tingdong's arms like a doormat, let him be manipulated, was washed and put on the bed, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

Chu Tingdong was soaked in water by him crying, took a bath and rubbed himself all over again, and when he came out of the bathroom, Zhong Xun was still wrapped in a quilt and curled up on the bed, only showing a slightly flushed face.

He turned over, turned sideways, his lips were still red and pouty, continued to shed tears, and then cursed Chu Tingdong, "Fuck, why didn't you kill me? You are not a fucking human! "

Chu Tingdong held back his smile, looked at him blankly for a while, then sat on the bed and began to put on his shoes.

Zhong Xun panicked for no reason, kicked his ass, and asked him with a hoarse voice, "Where are you going?"

"I'm hungry," Chu Tingdong said succinctly, "eat supper."

Before he stood up, a pair of arms flew behind him and hugged his neck, and his soft face and curly hair were also attached. Zhong Xun said anxiously: "I want to go too!"

He pretended to cry for 3 minutes.

Chu Tingdong really wanted to beat him up, but when he turned his head, Zhong Xun leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. He was so passionate just now, but now he was suddenly shy, and rubbed his shoulder without saying a word after the kiss.

"Uh..." Suddenly I couldn't get angry again.

Chu Tingdong thinks that even if he is not cold enough, his mood is stable enough, but when he meets Zhong Xun, he will never calm down, why should he be calm, he has ups and downs all day long.

"Brother." Zhong Xun called him in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong reached out to hug Zhong Xun, rubbed his messy hair, said in a gentle tone, with a smile hidden in his eyes, "Stop making trouble, get dressed, and take you to eat."

In the evening, the hot pot Zhong Xun had no taste. He ate a few small crab legs and just watched other people celebrate their birthdays.

He was a little hungry at the Internet cafe, and he was even hungrier after eating a meal when he came back. He was crying on the bed and kept wanting to eat this or that.

Chu Tingdong accompanied him to the night market and ate a bowl of crab roe noodles.

Zhong Xun lowered his head and took a bite. He glanced at Chu Tingdong out of the corner of his eye. He wanted to ask about Zhu Qin's detention, but he didn't know how to speak. He didn't hear Chu Tingdong mention it to him at all.

But Chu Tingdong probably didn't want to hide it from him, this idiot probably thought that it was more important to let him read a few more books just for this matter.

Zhong Xun hesitated, but finally did not ask.

If it were him, he just wanted to fight back. Since Zhu Qin fought with him, he would beat him back. But calling the police and detaining the other party seemed to be Chu Tingdong's style.

Having been able to detain Zhu Qin for so long, Zhong Xun wondered if Chu Tingdong sued him, in what name.

Either way, it's certainly not going to be easy.

If Chu Tingdong treats him badly, he feels that he has been laid to rest for nothing, and no matter how he thinks about it, he is a bit at a loss.

But Chu Tingdong was too kind to him, and he felt flustered even more.

Because it's not worth it.

The more Zhong Xun thought about it, the more he felt that this could not go on.

Chu Tingdong didn't know what was going on in his mind. He only knew that when he went to school on Monday, Zhong Xun disappeared as soon as he turned his head. He stayed in the Internet cafe until the evening self-study was about to end before going to the classroom.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun raised his legs, put his ankle on the other knee, stuck his neck and didn't talk to Chu Tingdong, took an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and sat down still playing with his phone.

He really couldn't open his mouth, even if he slapped himself a few times, he couldn't do it.

In this case, let Chu Tingdong hate him, anyway, he is very annoying, and he knows what Chu Tingdong hates him the most, so he just waits for Chu Tingdong to get angry with him, so he can mention it.

It would be even better if Chu Tingdong could break up first.

When he started chasing Chu Tingdong, he just wanted to anger Zhong Zhonglin, but now that he was angry, the result was similar to what he had guessed.

That's it for now.

"Finish this paper tonight." Chu Tingdong didn't get angry with him, he knew that Zhong Xun was just unruly, and he didn't expect that just a few months could make him get rid of the habit of so many years.

Zhong Xun didn't do too much, so he pretended not to see it.

Subconsciously, Zhong Xun reached out to pick it up, and when his fingertips touched the paper, he suddenly froze, hating himself for not thinking about it, he took it and put it on the table, and had no intention of writing.

After the class was over, Chu Tingdong randomly checked some of his knowledge points, no matter what he asked, he shook his head and frowned impatiently.

"Don't you still remember yesterday?" Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist, made him turn his head to look at him, and asked him again in a low voice.

As soon as Zhong Xun broke his wrist, Chu Tingdong didn't use any strength at all, so he was easily thrown off by him.

Zhong Xun's peach blossom eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyes looked a little cold. His tone became more irritable, and he said, "Then you asked me yesterday, why did you ask me again and again?"

He is used to provoking Zhong Zhonglin's anger, his tone is strong and sticky, and he is heart-to-heart.

Coupled with that bored expression on his face, his hands are in his pockets, and he is sitting too lazy and boneless.

He didn't know what Chu Tingdong was thinking, but Zhong Zhonglin had already slapped him so that he couldn't hold back a word.

Chu Tingdong was silent for a moment, he didn't respond yet, Zhong Xun couldn't stand it first, and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

He stood up, picked up his schoolbag and wanted to leave.

Chu Tingdong also went back to the dormitory with him.

"Come and find me later?" Chu Tingdong asked him again when he was going upstairs.

Zhong Xun bit his lower lip and said without turning his head, "Why did I ask you? Don't tell me that nonsense. I really have a headache and have nightmares at night."

After he finished speaking, he had already reached the door of the dormitory. He pushed it away and walked in without saying a word to Chu Tingdong.

But when the door was closed, he didn't leave, and just stayed quietly by the door. The dormitory building has not been repaired for a long time, and the door panel is damp and deformed, and there is still a very narrow gap when it is locked.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he found that Chu Tingdong stood outside his dormitory for about a minute with his eyes downcast, before leaving.

When Zhong Xun took revenge on Zhong Zhonglin, he was not as happy as he imagined, and now he is not happy at all when facing Chu Tingdong.

He knew that just like Chu Tingdong treated him at the beginning, with a personality that refused to meddle in any trivial matters, it was impossible to tell Xu Chunhong that there was a fight outside the school on the first day of transferring.

Even if it was Chu Tingdong's father who said it, Chu Tingdong might not even know about it.

Perhaps Chu Tingdong didn't take a second look at that alley.

And this entanglement is not worth his effort to torment Chu Tingdong.

He made Chu Tingdong feel bad, and he also had a strange and flooding feeling in his chest, as if he had been stung, tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep with staring eyes, and only started to feel sleepy in the early morning.

Another day of class was logically skipped.

He ran to the Internet cafe to stay, and Zhou Kao regressed to the bottom of the class. Even if he was nestled in the dormitory, he didn't read a word, and devoted himself to playing games.

Not only did he play games with Wang Pang and the others in his own dormitory, he was dragged by Chu Tingdong to his dormitory to give a lecture, and he ignored half of the answers, and he continued to play while lying on Chu Tingdong's bed.

"What do you think of this school?" Chu Tingdong held him in his arms, Zhong Xun did not break free, and was imprisoned between Chu Tingdong's legs, with his back forced against his chest.

Chu Tingdong handed him the phone.

Reluctantly, Zhong Xun's head was pinned down, and he glanced at it hastily. Even the lowest admission line was nearly fifty higher than the highest score he had obtained so far.

"Are you crazy?" Zhong Xun said in embarrassment, "What are you trying to do, you might as well just fuck me to death."

He forgot that he was still deliberately finding fault with Chu Tingdong, and was dumbfounded when he saw this admission line, how could he pass the exam.

"There are still a few months." Chu Tingdong's voice was very quiet, inexplicably making people believe in his words, Zhong Xun almost lost his self-knowledge, he really thought about it for a second before turning his eyes away.

As he said that, Chu Tingdong frowned and slapped him on the buttocks, "Don't let me hear you swearing."

"If you don't want to listen, let go." Zhong Xun's tone became colder, and he elbowed him, but Chu Tingdong twisted his wrist and clasped it.

Chu Tingdong still cared about him at first, but then found it was useless.

He talked to Zhong Xun, but Zhong Xun didn't listen at all, and when he felt a little angry, Zhong Xun raised his eyelids and sneered at him.

When they really quarreled, Zhong Xun simply swears at him, all kinds of dirty words, not the same.

It was impossible for Chu Tingdong to fight him, and it was impossible to scold him. There was nothing he could do with him, and he frowned with unknown fire, so he could only hold him back and give him a hard time.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Xun suddenly became very strong.

He also knew that Chu Tingdong was reluctant to put his face down to teach him a lesson, and if he was really angry, he would yell at him a few times at most, and he was soft-hearted for fear that he would feel uncomfortable.

So he lay on the bed, took off his pants on his own initiative, opened his legs, and patted Chu Tingdong's snow-white thigh, which turned red, and said deliberately: "Come here."

Chu Tingdong was so angry that he had a headache, Zhong Xun was more proactive than ever before, but he didn't cry out because of the wet eyes, he bit his lip and restrained himself from panting.

He didn't make a sound, and deliberately angered Chu Tingdong. Chu Tingdong didn't know whether he was in pain or not. When he couldn't help but leaned over and pinched the soft flesh of his cheek to make him turn his head, he realized that Zhong Xun's temples were soaked. His face was a little pale, but his lips were so red that they were gorgeous, and he bit the pillow cover hard to prevent himself from uttering a sound.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong was overwhelmed by the stubborn donkey, and reached out to hug him up. Zhong Xun was dripping wet, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears when he leaned in his arms.

But he forced himself to go back.

"Are you still doing it?" Zhong Xun raised his eyelashes, his cheeks were so white that they were transparent, his voice trembled a little, and before he recovered, he said stiffly, "If I don't do it, I'll leave."

Chu Tingdong forbade him to run around, let him sleep, and then went downstairs to buy ointment.

Within 5 minutes of going out, Zhong Xun sent him a message saying that he was leaving, but he was nowhere to be seen when he came back.

Zhong Xun suddenly began to resist, unwilling to see him at all.

After all, he is more familiar with Ning Cheng than Chu Tingdong, he insists on avoiding Chu Tingdong, even if Chu Tingdong searches the ice rink, Internet cafe, and other places where Zhong Xun might go, it is impossible to catch him .

"Fuck," Song Yijin said in surprise seeing that Zhong Xun had been hiding with him for a few days, "I still thought you were having trouble, are you really going to break up with Xueba this time?"

"Otherwise?" Zhong Xun was so annoyed to death, he stared at Chu Tingdong's message, endured it, but still didn't reply.

He pretended not to see it and threw the phone on the table.

He felt that Chu Tingdong would start to be disappointed in him this time, but he was also this kind of person.

In the past, they just put on airs and did a few questions to make Chu Tingdong happy, hoping that he would still feel like a human being.

What Zhong Zhonglin scolded him was not entirely wrong, he really couldn't do anything to make everyone happy.

If it can be done, it must be pretended.

Zhong Xun didn't go to class for a whole week, so he stayed in Liao Feng's studio, but he was not in the mood to take pictures, so he just had nothing to do.

In the evening, he would go to the internet cafe, play games, and was so upset that he smoked a pack of cigarettes, which almost choked him to death.

Chu Tingdong called and sent him messages at the beginning, but if he didn't reply, he kept calling.

After waiting for three or four days, Chu Tingdong didn't send him any more messages, and didn't come out to look for him again. Zhong Xun was relieved at first, but then his heart tightened, feeling anxious for no reason.

He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, and asked Wang Pang quietly.

Wang Pang didn't know what was going on with the two of them, but he still told him that Chu Tingdong went to class as usual, and went back to the dormitory after evening self-study, and nothing seemed wrong.

Zhong Xun nested in the small sofa on the second floor of the internet cafe. The lights were not turned on in the corner, and the light from the mobile phone screen shone on his face, making his eye sockets deeper, and the shadow under the lying silkworm was also very thick.

This should be... the end, right?

"Brother Xun," Song Yijin and the others called out to him from downstairs, "Let's have a barbecue together tonight."

With his face buried in the pillow, Zhong Xun raised his hand and scratched his messy half-length hair. He didn't hear it until Song Yijin and the others called him several times, and replied in a nasal voice, "Yes."

They went to the back street of No. [-] Middle School to have a barbecue. Zhong Xun raised his head and drank a small can of beer.

He was bored listening to Song Yijin and the others chattering and laughing, and when he returned to the Internet cafe at night, he didn't say much.

Song Yijin looked at his expression and didn't dare to provoke him.

Zhong Xun drank soda with a straw in his mouth. He sat on the second floor of the Internet cafe by the window, looking out of the Internet cafe. He got out of the car in the dark and was surrounded by the sound of typing on keyboards and playing games. The smell of smoke was so choking. nausea.

It should have been the environment he was most familiar with.

He was a little sad, and he couldn't tell why.

"Brother Xun, where are you going?" Song Yijin couldn't help asking when he saw him get up suddenly and leave.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun put on his down jacket, his cheeks pale, and whispered, "I'm sleepy, go home and sleep."

In the middle of the night, Zhong Xun came home with his schoolbag, walked downstairs, and suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away when he raised his head.

"What are you doing here at night?" Zhong Xun was stunned for a moment, then walked over and asked.

Chu Tingdong should have been downstairs for a while, his face was cold and pale, his finger bones were red from the cold, his voice was much colder than usual, and he said, "Wait for you."

Zhong Xun was so angry that he couldn't help but wanted to call him an idiot.

Ningcheng had snowed late at night, and the moon was so cold that it turned pale, so could he just stand downstairs and wait for someone?

"Didn't you see the message I sent you?" Chu Tingdong raised his eyes and asked him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun paused, took out his phone and looked at it, fuck, he wandered on the street for a long time, the phone was frozen and died.

He didn't know when Chu Tingdong sent it to him, so he couldn't help touching Chu Tingdong's cold hand.

Chu Tingdong didn't know why Zhong Xun suddenly changed his attitude, the only thing he could think of was Zhong Zhonglin's previous words.

He is a person who doesn't care about his family, his parents divorced, and he stayed in the provincial team since he was a child, and he is not close to anyone, so he doesn't understand Zhong Xun's concern.

But he knew, whether it was for this or not, he didn't want to see him sad and then fall.

Chu Tingdong didn't ask him about not replying to the message, raised his hand, handed him the cardboard box that he had been carrying all the time, and said, "Don't you envy other people's birthdays?"

"Who is envious?" Zhong Xun said with a sore throat.

Chu Tingdong's fingers were icy cold, he took Zhong Xun's hand, Zhong Xun shivered for a while, before he could react, Chu Tingdong dragged him to the abandoned carport sheltered from the wind.

"Nothing else," Chu Ting Dongmei Peak was so cold that it was covered with a layer of frost, and it melted into fine water droplets at a slight temperature. He lowered his head and said, "Do you want to eat cake?"

Zhong Xun: "..."

"You go to Beijing with me, and I will take care of you," Chu Tingdong asked him, "I celebrate your birthday every year, okay?"

Zhong Xun stood downstairs with him, with only a lamp next to the carport above his head, and the warm yellow light streamed down on his body.

He reached out and opened the cake box. It was a cherry black chocolate cream cake, the candle was already inserted, and it was a small 18.

Next to the candle, there are two little people drawn. The one on the left is full of tears and has a gauze wrapped around his head. The knife-eyed villain next to him is frightening him. The puppy ears on the top of his head are fluffy and turned up very unruly.

Zhong Xun bowed his head and took a sip, but he hadn't tasted it yet, his eye sockets were already sour, his eyes were wet, and he could barely see the tiny bright flame of the candle.

"Why don't you blow out the candles first?" Chu Tingdong asked him.

Zhong Xun was taken aback, turned his head and rubbed his eyes, and muttered in a hoarse voice, "Forgot."

He leaned over to blow it, but was reluctant, and struggled for a while, but let it light up first.

Chu Tingdong didn't ask him what he was doing these days, and he didn't blame him as soon as he came up. Zhong Xun felt that Chu Tingdong probably didn't blame him at all, after all, this person never thought bad of him.

The bad things he did were out of necessity, Chu Tingdong didn't need to ask much to poke the softest part of his heart.

Zhong Xun lowered his head and ate some butter again, tears fell down his cheeks, he was done thinking, he really wanted to go with Chu Tingdong, even more than he wanted to take revenge on Zhong Zhonglin at the beginning.

In contrast, the impulse to revenge is not worth mentioning at all.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a tail, otherwise he would wag his tail vigorously at Chu Tingdong, just like the most sticky puppy.

Not flattery, but out of a love he couldn't understand, didn't even know he had.

The author says:

Seeing You Baowen, I can probably write Po Jing next weekend. This article is more pre-Po Jing, and reunions account for a quarter of the full text (.);

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