[Crossing Books] I only want to study hard in my grade

At the end of the last class, Qiao Jiang moved slowly to the school gate, then looked around but did not see Xie Yinian, the boy who was usually waiting here was absent this time.

Is it because of that letter?

Qiao Jiang felt that this matter should be made clear, after all, he did not write it, and he had already promised to give it to Xie Yinian.

Xiao Xiao sighed, walked along the path towards the basketball court of the sports park, passed by the supermarket, thought for a while, and bought two bottles of water.

When he arrived at the basketball court, Qiao Jiang was hot and tired, especially his back was wet.

No matter where Xie Yinian is, he stands out and shines, he doesn't need to look for it in the crowd, he can find it easily.

The boy was in control of the ball, his spirit was high, and the smile on his lips flaunted wantonly, with the sharpness and handsomeness that should be expected at this age.

The basketball court was noisy, afraid that Xie Yinian would not be able to hear him, Qiao Jiang ran to the side of his field: "Thank you Yinian!"

Xie Yinian jumped up and was about to slam dunk when he heard his name suddenly and his voice was familiar. He followed the direction of the voice and saw Qiao Jiang who was waving at him.

With a shake of his hand, the basketball fell directly.

Hey!

Xie Yinian almost lost his footing when he landed, he frowned, his expression complicated and tangled.

After Qiao Jiang sent him a love letter that day, he simply refused. He wanted to stay away from Qiao Jiang when he returned to his school.

He had received many love letters, but they were all from little girls, and this was the first time for a boy.

Qiao Jiang waved eagerly, his arms swaying like fish fins: "Thank you Yinian!"

Everyone on the basketball court watched, Xie Yinian lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead, the sweat stains on the muscles in his waist and abdomen reflected in the sun.

Walking up to Qiao Jiang, Xie Yinian looked at him expressionlessly, and his tone was not very good: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Jiang handed him the water: "Drink the water first, and then talk after drinking."

Xie Yinian hesitated for a while, took the water, but didn't drink it: "Hurry up and talk about something, don't tell me I'm going back to play."

"Don't." Seeing him turn around, Qiao Jiang quickly raised his hand and grabbed his clothes: "I came to you to talk about that love letter..."

"Shut up!" Xie Yinian suddenly exploded, turned his head to look at him fiercely, and lowered his voice: "Don't say any more, I'm not gay!"

Qiao Jiang blushed behind his ears, grabbed his clothes tightly, and said anxiously, "I didn't write that to you!"

Eh?

Xie Yinian was stunned: "Huh?"

Qiao Jiang explained: "I'm not homosexual either. That love letter was written to you by a girl in our school. Let me pass it on."

Xie Yinian: "..."

Relieved, Xie Yinian thought of what he said to Qiao Jiang when he saw the love letter that day.

"I treat you like a brother, but you actually wrote me a love letter!!!"

"Although, although you look good and study well, but you are my brother! I, I will not promise you!"

No matter how thick-skinned Xie Yinian was, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in. It was too suffocating.

What a big oolong.

Xie Yinian froze in place, with an embarrassed expression on his face. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Qiao Jiang, then quickly withdrew his eyes. His eyes wandered for a while, and he cleared his throat, "You really didn't write it?"

Qiao Jiang nodded vigorously: "Really!"

Xie Yinian slowed down for a while, and the stone that weighed on his heart finally disappeared. He put his arms around Qiao Jiang's shoulders, and taught: "In the future, you are not allowed to hand over love letters for others, and I won't read them even if they are given to you. I will never accept someone who doesn’t even have the courage to confess to me.”

Qiao Jiang was taught: "Okay."

-

The matter of the love letter was settled, the misunderstanding between Qiao Jiang and Xie Yinian was resolved, and the relationship between the two was reconciled.

Except for the novel materials provided by two people for the writers of No. [-] Middle School.

Xie Yinian was in the sixth middle school, so he didn't know these things yet.

The days passed day by day, the military training in the first year of high school was finally over, Fang Chang was infatuated, and successfully got Baixi's contact information.

"Brother Qiao Qiao, let's have a barbecue this weekend!"

Seeing him, Qiao Jiang was excited: "When?"

Fang Chang: "Saturday, just Saturday night."

Qiao Jiang nodded: "No problem."

Fang Chang blushed: "There is also Bai Xi, I am going to ask him out."

Qiao Jiang didn't care about this: "Okay."

"Then it's settled." Fang Chang thumped to find Chang Shengzhe: "Old Chang Old Chang, let's have a barbecue on Saturday!!!"

Qiao Jiang lowered his eyes, looked at the test paper in front of him, and suddenly remembered that last time Xie Yinian invited him to a barbecue, when would he invite him back.

Reciprocity.

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The weather on Saturday was a bit cloudy, with heavy dark clouds, no sun, but the temperature did not drop, it was hot and muggy.

It was only at night that there was a hint of coolness. The place to eat was chosen by Fang Chang. Qiao Jiang went home and put his schoolbag back, and went out according to the time.

When he arrived, Fang Chang and Bai Xi had already arrived.

Fang Chang was as excited as a big morning glory, and because Baixi was beside him, he tried his best to restrain himself.

"Brother Joe."

Qiao Jiang looked at Bai Xi. After the military training, this beautiful junior was not too bad: "Hi, I'm Qiao Jiang."

Bai Xi smiled gently: "Senior Qiao, I'm Bai Xi."

Fang Chang glanced at the phone: "I always say he's stuck in traffic, and it might take a while."

Qiao Jiang nodded.

Fang Chang eagerly unpacked Baixi's tableware, rinsed it before putting it in front of him, and even poured hot water into the cup thoughtfully.

Qiao Jiang sat across from them, feeling like he had been stuffed with dog food.

When Chang Shengzhe came over, the person eating dog food changed from him to two people.

Qiao Jiang sighed, thinking, two people eat better than one, at least with a companion.

After a meal, Qiao Jiang felt that he had never known Fang Chang before, and he almost seemed to be a different person when facing Bai Xi, being so gentle and considerate.

After eating, Qiao Jiang and Chang Shengzhe left first, and Fang Chang sincerely invited Baixi to press the road to blow the air.

There are no stars and moons in the sky like splashed ink, the city is dotted with neon lights like daytime, and the street lights on both sides of the road stretch the figures of the two people.

The two of them were alone, and Fang Chang's nervous palms were sweating.

The night wind blew up the coolness, Bai Xi looked down at her toes, her voice was very soft, but enough for Fang Chang to hear: "Senior Fang, do you, do you... like me?"

Fang Chang's heart beat violently: "Ah?! You, why do you..." You know?

Is he acting obvious?

Bai Xi raised her eyes to look at him, as if she knew what he wanted to say, she smiled softly: "Senior is really an interesting person."

Suddenly being praised, Fang Chang scratched his head in embarrassment, afraid that Baixi would refuse, and quickly said: "Don't feel pressured or anything, and I won't force you, just, let's make a friend first."