Love perfect score

——Is homosexuality bad?

Xu Qingqiao stared at the man's eyes swollen into walnuts. Instead of answering his question, he pressed the corners of his eyes and said in a low voice, "Does your mother know that you can cry like this?"

Yan Xiaomu nodded and said, "Mom knows."

As if admitting something to be proud of, Xu Qingqiao didn't feel embarrassed at all. She had no choice but to pull him over and sit on her lap, took out the handkerchief from the man's hand, and turned his face to wipe the blood for him. Wiping the tears down to his chin, he asked, "Who says homosexuality is bad?"

Yan Xiaomu moved his face away a little, and said with a choked voice, "Zhang Ming won't be with me."

Yan Xiaomu didn't answer the question directly, but Xu Qingqiao probably knew the answer, and asked him, "Then you think you like boys, okay?"

Yan Xiaomu lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, Xu Qingqiao was afraid that his eyes would turn red again, so he pinched his wrist to keep him from moving, and then wiped away his tears with a handkerchief.

"There's nothing good about it...the book says it's normal whether you like the opposite sex or the same sex..." Yan Xiaomu's voice was weak, and he cried for too long, and almost lost the strength to speak.

Xu Qingqiao hugged him, and slowly analyzed it in his ear: "Since you have the answer yourself, don't care what other people think. If you are right, it proves that the other party is wrong, so why use someone else's answer?" Punish yourself wrongly? It’s other people’s business if others don’t accept it. If he doesn’t accept it now, it doesn’t mean he won’t accept it in the future. Besides, how can there be a good friend who doesn’t quarrel?”

After the call was finished slowly, Yan Xiaomu finally saw Yan Xiaomu's frown relax.

After Yan Xiaomu was in a better mood, he began to wring his fingers to reflect on himself, lowered his head and murmured: "I love to cry so much that I caused you to stay with me until now..."

Xu Qingqiao didn't speak, but Yan Xiaomu dodged his eyes and said falteringly: "I won't cry anymore, yes, I won't cry anymore, I'm already 15 years old, I'll be an adult soon, adults can't cry, besides I'm Boys, boys can't cry..."

I don't know where I learned a bunch of pretending to be mature expressions, but I didn't think so at all, so Xu Qingqiao followed his words and asked: "Adults can't cry? Boys can't cry?"

Yan Xiaomu subconsciously wanted to refute, only to realize that this was what he said just now, his face flushed from holding back, and he desperately tried to make up for himself, "Adults and boys can still cry when they encounter sad things, but they can only cry once, not like I just cried like that for so long."

Xu Qingqiao didn't let him go, and asked, "How long do you cry for? Do you need someone to comfort you?"

"Cry for five minutes at most...cry for 10 minutes at most. You can't let others comfort you. Be yourself!"

Seeing Yan Xiaomu's anxious face, Xu Qingqiao held back a smile, knowing that if she teased him again, she might make him cry again, so she put him off her lap and told him to pack his schoolbag and go home.

Xu Qingqiao went to Dafu's place these few nights and did not make up lessons for Yan Xiaomu. Yan Xiaomu was also very obedient. He only cared about Dafu's "coming back from his hometown" and didn't mention any tutoring.

The usual tutoring is not every day, at most three or two days a week, the rest of the time Yan Xiaomu will draw mind maps at home after finishing his homework, draw a small chapter of knowledge points every day, and follow the instructions Xu Qingqiao gave him for the rest of the time The review time above the table is to consolidate the content that has been memorized.

The more colors the mind map draws, the more colors there are. When Xu Qingqiao demonstrated to him at the time, he only used three colors to draw the boxes of knowledge points. After Yan Xiaomu processed it, there were already seven or eight colors. Later, Xu Qingqiao criticized it. It is counterproductive to say that too many colors will interfere with vision, so we stop losses in time and obediently use three or four colors.

There are still many colors of colored pencils that are useless and too wasteful, so Yan Xiaomu opened a magazine and compared the illustrations in the magazine to copy. The magazines were all taken from Xu Qingqiao. Xu Qingqiao's pen name is "Qing Qiao". So I only picked "Qing Qiao"'s works and paintings, too complicated to learn, so I chose simpler stick figures, and also learned from Xu Qingqiao, and by the way, I also took a stage name for myself, called "Xiaomu".

Yan Xiaomu thought happily, he had seen many paintings in the magazine in advance in the classroom and at Xu Qingqiao's house.

I was as happy as if those paintings were painted by "Xiaomu".

Zhang Ming didn't have a cold war with Yan Xiaomu for too long. He didn't dislike homosexuality in the first place, but it was because Yan Xiaomu was the first person he came into contact with with a special sexual orientation, so he couldn't adapt at once. After two days, on the weekend, he took the initiative to ask Yan Xiaomu out to play with the shooting machine, and found out that this person's sexual orientation didn't affect their making friends, so he reconciled with Yan Xiaomu immediately.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero. When Zhang Ming realized that Yan Xiaomu was in love with Xu Qingqiao, he immediately regarded Xu Qingqiao as his own family. After all, Yan Xiaomu was like a younger brother in many people's hearts, so Xu Qingqiao was his sister-in-law.

In mid-December, the school's major clubs have finalized their club festival performances. The sketch prepared by Zhang Ming's drama club still lacks a few extras, so Yan Xiaomu, Wang Meimei, and Liu Chunyan were all pulled by him to join the crowd. .

The skit performed paid tribute to the movie Infernal Affairs. Zhang Ming played the role of an undercover policeman similar to Tony Leung, Liu Chunyan played a guest role as a white-collar worker, Yan Xiaomu and Wang Meimei played a couple who witnessed the murder scene. The main task on stage is to Walking around aimlessly arm in arm.

Yan Xiaomu's face was immature, and Zhang Ming said that he and Wang Meimei stood together like a mother and child.

Then Zhang Ming was kicked to the ground by Wang Meimei who was next to him.

The rehearsals were all in the afternoon after school, and sometimes the time dragged on for a long time. A group of people went home and had dinner before going back to the school auditorium to continue the rehearsal. Although Yan Xiaomu and Wang Meimei's play was simple and had no technical content, but because of the status of the characters and the Positioning plays an important role in the play, so every rehearsal has to be involved from the beginning to the end. Wang Meimei rehearsed for two days and got lazy. She solemnly handed over this arduous task to Yan Xiaomu and said to him: "Look at you That's right, I'll just follow you during the performance." So Yan Xiaomu contracted the roles of two people by himself, and he couldn't be distracted during the rehearsal.

I rehearsed for a week, and on the weekend, because one of the leading actors in the group had to make up lessons for two days, the weekend rehearsal was cancelled.Yan Xiaomu, who hadn't been alone with Xu Qingqiao for a week, couldn't wait to take homework and went to the studio to find Xu Qingqiao. Two days ago, Xu Qingqiao told him that the studio on the roof had moved, and gave him a new address. When we arrive, we have to take several bus stops.

Yan Xiaomu called Xu Qingqiao and said that he was going to the studio. Xu Qingqiao told him that the walls of the studio had just been painted and the smell was a bit strong. Don't go there in a short time. Okay, I asked Xu Qingqiao again when I could go to his house, but I heard Xu Qingqiao say that he has been living in the shop recently.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiaomu was so sad that he hung his head and went upstairs with his homework. Half an hour later, Lin Xiangyu came upstairs to tell him that Xu Qingqiao was here. Get up and run downstairs.

At the corner of the stairs came a sudden brake, and then ran back upstairs to ask Lin Xiangyu for pocket money.

Although it's not yet a new month, Yan Xiaomu explained to her that he spent so fast because he went to see a movie, so Lin Xiangyu took out a 50 yuan piece from his apron pocket and gave it to him.

"Thank you mom, I'll wash the dishes for you when I come back!" Yan Xiaomu laughed like a flower while grabbing 50 yuan.

"Virtue! Mom is short of those bowls you washed?" Lin Xiangyu patted his ass.

Yan Xiaomu had money in his pocket, and when he walked, he kept his head up, leaned into Xu Qingqiao's ear and whispered: "I have money, can I treat you to milk tea?"

He was so stupid, sincere and cute, Xu Qingqiao had never drank milk tea in front of him, and he still thought that Xu Qingqiao would like to drink milk tea.

Xu Qingqiao had no choice but to remind him: "Can I buy a Coke?"

Yan Xiaomu showed his white teeth and said, "Okay, okay!"

After getting into Xu Qingqiao's car, Yan Xiaomu started talking a lot, "Where are we going? I thought you wouldn't be free today. Why did Dafu suddenly move the store? The new store smells great, won't you live in the store?" It won't be too good, if it's convenient, go home and sleep..."

Xu Qingqiao answered him one question at a time, telling him that the reason why the studio moved was because the place before it was too remote to recruit students. After cleaning up the debris, let him go there after a while.

Yan Xiaomu rubbed his forehead against the back of Xu Qingqiao's neck and nodded.

Xu Qingqiao didn't answer the question of where to go, and the idiot Yan Xiaomu didn't react until Xu Qingqiao said, "Where do you want to go?"

Hearing Xu Qingqiao asking her opinion, Yan Xiaomu embarrassedly covered her cheeks that were flushed by the wind, and whispered, "I don't know."

Xu Qingqiao glanced at the rearview mirror, slowed down, and asked, "If I didn't come to see you today, what are you going to do?"

Yan Xiaomu thought about it seriously, and replied: "I want to go to the bookstore to rent books!"

"Okay, then let's rent books." Xu Qingqiao turned the car and headed towards the bookstore.

It's just that Yan Xiaomu forgot that Zhang Ming also likes to run to the bookstore when he is free. As soon as he got off Xu Qingqiao's car, he heard Zhang Ming's familiar roar of the Hedong lion from the other side of the street: "Yan Xiaomu! You Come to rent books too! Come to Dad quickly!"

The voice was so loud that Xu Qingqiao, who was half-squatting and locking the car, was stunned for a moment.