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

"I want to celebrate the New Year with you."

Chu Tingdong wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, put his hands around the back of his head, hooked him into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Okay, cry later, do you want to go home?"

Seeing that he was silent, he asked again: "Should we find a place first and talk about it after eating the cake?"

"Fuck you," Zhong Xun muttered to him, his eyes were still wet uncontrollably, his eyelashes were wet, his voice was slightly hoarse, "I don't want to cry later."

Chu Tingdong couldn't help but raise the corner of his lower lip.

Zhong Xun said so, but he held his cold finger bones hard and pulled him to the security room of the ice rink.

There was no one on the ice rink at night, but fortunately he always carried the key with him.

The heater in the security room is not that hot, but compared to the cold and windy night in early January in Ningcheng, as soon as the door is opened and one steps in, one's body immediately relaxes, and a thin sweat breaks out on the back.

"Why don't you wait upstairs?" Before Zhong Xun took off his down jacket, he leaned over to hug Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong was pushed to the side of the sofa by him, Zhong Xun pressed his knees up, sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck, Chu Tingdong lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose was forced to rub against his warm neck.

"I didn't think much about it." Chu Tingdong patted his waist lightly, making him stand up, and said in a flat voice.

Zhong Xun refused to let go. He wore a fluffy and heavy white down jacket, and hugged him clumsily. When he felt the warmth in his arms gradually, he let go of his hands and went to look at the cake on the table.

"Do you still want to eat?" Chu Tingdong turned his head and kissed him, then hugged him and asked.

Zhong Xun nodded.

When they came over, they blew out the candles first, Zhong Xun looked at them for a while, couldn't help but light them up again, and then turned off the lights in the security room, leaving only this bright flame.

He squatted next to the sofa, and poked the candles up and lit them, carefully, for fear that he would poke them crookedly with too much force.

Chu Tingdong glanced at him for a while, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, leaned over slightly, hugged him from behind, rested his chin on the top of his messy hair, held his hand to help him, and whispered: "Baby, happy birthday."

Zhong Xun choked up inexplicably, bumped his elbow, and whispered, "Stop talking, my eyes hurt from crying."

"Uh..." Chu heard that Dong Xin was still unreasonable. He pinched Zhong Xun's face, and now he began to question him, "I scolded you first, did I have a cold war with you? I didn't cry, why are you crying?"

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded by the question, and he really had never seen Chu Tingdong cry before.

I don't know what it's like to cry?

He didn't dare to look up resentfully, his eyes rolled wildly, and he looked left and right to avoid this topic.

He didn't have much appetite these few days, he didn't feel it before, but now he was suddenly so hungry that his stomach hurt, and Chu Tingdong was also tossing and hungry with him, the cake was not that big, and the two boys finished it quickly.

Zhong Xun was hesitant to let go, he was unwilling to eat the two villains in the middle painting no matter what, so he had to hold them up and pose for him to ask Chu Tingdong to take a group photo for him.

Chu Tingdong was very used to him tonight, picked up his DSLR, clicked and took several pictures of him.

Then he reluctantly poked down with a fork, separated the cake, and shared half with Chu Tingdong.

Zhong Xun couldn't finish it, he nestled on the sofa, leaned against Chu Tingdong's arms, raised his head and kissed him first, he was slightly dizzy, and his lips seemed to be limp, and they started to turn red after being sucked a few times.

With his lips still pressed against his, he made a request in a vague voice, "I'll have this taste again next year."

When the mention was over, before Chu Tingdong could respond, he suddenly woke up and sat up from Chu Tingdong's body, his eyes widened blankly.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist, rubbing his fingertips on the inside.

"Fuck," Zhong Xun regretted deeply, "I blew out the candles twice, but I didn't remember to make a wish!"

Chu Tingdong himself doesn't celebrate birthdays very much, and rarely attends other people's birthday parties, and the process is not proficient.

Will forget about this in a while.

Zhong Xun pursed his lips, and fell into his arms sluggishly. Chu Tingdong raised his hand and snorted at the back of the hairy head, and said, "You make one now, what do you want?"

But Zhong Xun couldn't think of anything he wanted.

He seemed to have everything he wanted now, he stared at Chu Tingdong for a few seconds, leaned over and sucked on his lips, blushed and whispered: "Forget it, stay with us next time."

They stayed in the security room for more than an hour, and Zhong Xunqian was satisfied before going home to sleep.

The Chinese New Year will be on January 26 this year, and the final exam has also been brought forward for a period of time. Zhong Xun stayed at school honestly, but he did well in the final exam.

He was deliberately angry with Chu Tingdong, so he handed in blank papers during the weekly exam. It wasn't that he forgot everything Chu Tingdong taught him. Improved five places in the class.

His grades are in the middle of the class, even slightly ahead.

It means that among the more than 1000 students in the third year of high school, he can rank about [-].

This means that he can at least apply for a major that is not too bad.

When Zhong Xun got his report card, he waited for Chu Tingdong to praise him. Unexpectedly, this hard-hearted gay didn't give him a second glance. When he arrived at the dormitory, he began to arrange papers for him to do during the winter vacation.

Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes indifferently, and caught a glimpse of his lips pursed from the corner of his eye, holding back his smile.

When Zhong Xun saw that he was going to be in a hurry with him, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, saying, "That's right."

It seems that there are not many words of emotion, but Zhong Xun's complexion has improved visibly to the naked eye, and his curved eyes are also slightly brightened, and he is embarrassed to want to twitch, and hangs on Chu Tingdong with a smirk.

"That's all for now," Chu Tingdong hugged him, and handed him a piece of paper with the page numbers and question numbers on it. "I'll finish writing before the Chinese New Year, and I'll check it when I come back."

Zhong Xun didn't react at first, and then he was stunned, "Aren't you celebrating the New Year in Ningcheng?"

"My grandfather came back from abroad," Chu Tingdong told him, "I have to go home."

Zhong Xun was stunned for a while, then let out a low cry, and lay down on Chu Tingdong's shoulder, without asking any more questions.

He didn't think about it at all, he thought that Chu Tingdong would definitely stay in Ningcheng, he hadn't had time to think about other things, anyway, he had already thought about which hotel to book at night, he wanted a comfortable big bed.

I also want to go to the cinema with Chu Tingdong, maybe go skiing.

In the end, Chu Tingdong wanted to go home.

But he had no reason not to allow him to leave, just a little bit reluctant, he rubbed against Chu Tingdong's neck, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, when will you come back?"

"New Year's Eve." Chu Tingdong smiled at him as his eyebrows were deeply reflected by the warm yellow light of the desk lamp.

Zhong Xun was stunned again, and finally comprehended what he meant belatedly, bit his lips and forced himself to smile without showing his teeth, not to look like a fool too much, but the lying silkworm was already bent, beautiful and brilliant.

Then he stood up and asked knowingly, "Why? You want to celebrate the New Year with me?"

"Yeah." Chu Tingdong didn't hide it, and didn't answer the wrong question. He admitted to him very frankly, took his hand, turned his head and kissed his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "I want to accompany you."

But in this way, Chu Tingdong had to leave a few days earlier, so as not to leave on New Year's Eve, and the Chu family would criticize him too much.

He doesn't care what his father thinks, the problem is that his father recognizes Zhong Xun and knows they are together.

If it were Zhong Zhonglin, even if they came out, he would not be able to affect his relationship with Zhong Xun, unless Zhong Xun himself no longer liked him, but his family might be more troublesome.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Tingdong wanted to go see his grandfather, and also wanted to get to the bottom of it in front of him.

In case there is something he can't handle in the future, he won't be completely restrained by his father.

Zhong Xun didn't think about it so much, and he didn't expect it, he just didn't want to separate from Chu Tingdong.

The winter vacation in the third year of high school was already short, and it was less than half a month, so Chu Tingdong had to leave for at least seven or eight days.

"It must be finished." Chu Tingdong bent his knuckles and tapped the stack of papers on his desk.

"Understood," Zhong Xunxuan frowned, "You are so annoying."

He also laughed at Song Yiling, who was clearly an older brother, but ended up worrying more than his father, and then found that Chu Tingdong was much more worried than him, as his own father had never cared so much about his exam results.

"Be good," Chu Tingdong rubbed his head, hit him with a stick first, and then gave him a sweet date, "I'll bring you a present when I come back."

Zhong Xun has no backbone now, so Chu Tingdong can do whatever he says, and he also wants a gift very much, so he nodded honestly.

"Just stay at home, don't go out and run around," Chu Tingdong was still not at ease, seeing Zhong Xun's buttocks moving, he hugged him back, "Don't go to the Internet cafe with Song Yijin and the others , other places can’t do it, I want to wait until I come back.”

Zhong Zhonglin was very busy during this period of time before and was not at home, so Zhong Xun would not have any problems staying at home.

But Zhu Qin's first-instance verdict has not come down yet, and he is worried that the group of people following Zhu Qin will find Zhong Xun's trouble if they can't find him.

He just reminded Zhong Xun a little bit, and didn't intend to tell him everything. After all, he didn't ask Zhong Xun for his opinion, so he made his own opinion. Zhong Xun probably didn't like this way at all.

Even if he did not sue in the name of Zhong Xun, it would be better for Zhong Xun to stay away from them.

"Why?" Zhong Xun tilted his head to look at him, and negotiated terms with him, "You let me listen to you, what benefits will you give me?"

Chu Tingdong was speechless and asked him, "What do you want?"

They packed their bags and went home during the winter vacation, so he and Chu Tingdong should be the only ones to leave the dormitory at the latest.

Zhong Xun was lying on Chu Tingdong's lap, staring at his face without blinking, and the tips of his ears blushed silently.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong knew at a glance that he had no good intentions, raised his eyes, and said speechlessly, "Stop making trouble."

Zhong Xun refused to let it go, he blushed, propped up his knees, leaned in front of Chu Tingdong, whispered in his ear, "Brother, I want you to help me do it again."

He was eager, so Chu Tingdong had no choice but to serve him.

At first, Zhong Xun supported his shoulders to support him, but then his legs trembled and became weak uncontrollably, and he fell down, and finally became weakly trapped in the quilt behind him.

He curled up his fingertips and stroked Chu Tingdong's short hair. Seeing his Adam's apple rolling, it was a swallowing movement, so he couldn't help but want to hide.

But when Chu Tingdong pinched his chin and kissed him tenderly on the lips, he trembled all over, and his cheeks instantly flushed red.

"Satisfied now?" Chu Tingdong asked him angrily and amusedly.

Zhong Xun couldn't hold back a word.

Chu Tingdong will leave Ningcheng in three days, and he has already bought a ticket. The station is not far from Zhong Xun's home, so there is no need to see him off, but Zhong Xun wakes up early in the morning and insists on going with him sleepily.

"Wait for me!" Zhong Xun murmured, seeing that he was about to leave, he went to get dressed impatiently.

Chu Tingdong had no choice but to wait for the bus, Zhong Xun was still dozing off on his shoulder, and barely woke up outside the station.

Chu Tingdong was going to the provincial capital to take the [-]:[-] am flight, this time he had to take the bus to the next city first, and then change to the high-speed train to catch up with the time.

It’s less than six o’clock in the morning in Ningcheng winter, the night is dark and cold, and the snow outside the station is deep and thick. Zhong Xun sits on Chu Tingdong’s suitcase, puts his hands in his pockets, and rubs his feet on the ground. Snow.

"A lot of stars." Zhong Xun hooked Chu Tingdong's fingertips and whispered to him.

Chu Tingdong hadn't really looked at this small city very seriously. He remembered that the first day he arrived in Ningcheng, the ground was covered with stagnant water after the rain, and the alleys outside the No. [-] Middle School gate were messy.

At that time, his heart was indifferent.

But now it is different, Ningcheng is the place where Zhong Xun grew up, he gradually began to like the dilapidated ice rink, the small supermarket, the bone-chilling winter night, and the vast stars.

All are beautiful.

The bus started to leave, and Chu Tingdong got on the bus at the end of the crowd, and he sat by the window.

Before the car started, Zhong Xun covered half of his face with a thick woolen scarf, smiled at him with peach blossom eyes, and waved vigorously at him.

He leaned over and drew a heart with the thin frost outside the car window, his fingers were red from the cold.

Chu Tingdong thought it was too stupid at first, but when the car started, he lowered his eyes and drew a small one beside it.

The author says:

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