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The incandescent lights in the classroom were blindingly bright, and the math teacher on the podium was spitting and commenting on the test papers that had just been completed a month ago, emphasizing some key points and test points.

Regardless of the key points or the test points, they have been fried over and over again, so only a part of the students are listening to the lecture, and the other part has listened enough and is buried in the homework of other subjects.

Apart from these two, Jiang Yu neither listened to the lecture nor did his homework. He just stretched his hair and was thinking about Zhang Xiaoqiang and what he said.

How is it possible, how could that bastard like him?Besides, they are all boys, why do boys like boys, is he crazy?

At first Jiang Yu thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was intentionally disgusting, so he punched him.But after a while, when he calmed down a little, he remembered the other party's expression at that time.If it was a real prank, then Zhang Xiaoqiang's performance was too realistic, it really didn't seem like something a fool like him could do.

When I came back to my senses, two classes had passed.Jiang Yu was startled to realize that he had wasted so much time on Zhang Xiaoqiang, so he stopped quickly, but he hurried on, the homework was not finished yet.

When the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Yu grabbed his schoolbag and ran out of the teaching building, only to find that it was freezing rain outside.He ran out of the school gate with his schoolbag on, and was about to take the last bus to the daily chemical factory when he saw Qi Nuliang's car parked at the school gate.

Jiang Yu opened the door and got into the co-pilot: "Brother, why are you here?"

"I think it's raining, and you didn't take an umbrella." Qi Nuliang brought him a plastic bag from the operating table, "Hurry up and eat, it's going to be cold in a while."

Jiang Yu opened the plastic bag, and the pancakes in the paper bag were still warm, exuding the aroma of wheat.Lifting the lid of the plastic bowl, the aroma of mutton soup mixed with shallots, coriander and chili oil hits the face.

Qi Nuliang started the car, and he also started the chopsticks.

After taking a bite of the pancake, he stuffed his mouth with mutton offal, chewed it for a while, and drank a mouthful of hot soup. Jiang Yu let out a sigh of satisfaction: "It smells so good, I'll give you a drink too."

Qi Nuliang turned his face sideways: "You eat, I'm driving, it's inconvenient."

"Eat mouth cake, this cake is soft and fragrant, very delicious." Jiang Yu brought it to his mouth.

Qi Nuliang looked at him helplessly, and took a bite of his hand.

Jiang Yu had enough food and drink, and leaned comfortably on the seat. This was a rare moment of relaxation.

But such moments don’t happen every day. Although I don’t know what Qi Nuliang is doing, his work has become more and more busy in the past two years, and he has no fixed time. He doesn’t have so much free time to pick him up from school every day.

He tilted his head to look at Qi Nuliang's profile. The 27-year-old man, not only his age, but also his social experience has made him mature a lot, and even his outline has become deeper.Jiang Yu suddenly turned his body, crossed the shift lever in the middle, and leaned on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yu rubbed his forehead against his shoulder: "It's nothing, I'm a little tired."

"Then go to bed early when you get home." Qi Nuliang squinted at the child leaning on him, knowing that he was acting like a baby, so he didn't expose it.

I remembered that when we met two years ago, this child was serious like a little adult, not to mention acting like a baby like other children, and it was difficult to even get him to speak a few more words.On the contrary, the older he grows up, the more clingy and self-willed some children are.

I think he probably didn't have many chances to be pampered when he was young, so even if this kid is almost 1.8 meters tall, as long as he sticks to it, Qi Nuliang can only follow.

Jiang Yu leaned on Qi Nuliang with half of his body weight, closed his eyes, and asked in a flat tone: "Apart from my mother, have you ever liked anyone else?"

Hearing this, Qi Nuliang turned pale in shock, couldn't help stepping on the brakes, and successfully knocked Jiang Yu off his shoulders.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Yu tilted his head and looked at him: "You said it yourself. Once I asked you what kind of woman you like, and you said my mother is like this."

He vaguely remembered such a thing, but at that time he didn't know what Yao Huilan had encountered, so he didn't consider what he felt when he said such words in the ears of his son Jiang Yu.Qi Nuliang wished he could slap him.

"Even if you didn't tell me, I would have guessed it."

Qi Nuliang's care for his mother cannot be ignored. As he grew up, he gradually understood what kind of feelings it was.

Qi Nuliang's tone suddenly became serious, and he explained: "Jiang Yu, it's not what you think, I never thought too much about your mother. Believe it or not, she and I have always gotten along like relatives, It's the same as we are now." He didn't want Jiang Yu to misunderstand that he was the same as other men who came to Yao Huilan.

"You like her in your heart, don't you?"

Qi Nuliang didn't say anything, it was his tacit consent.

"So if you like someone, you will respect her and love her like a relative. But my mother has been dead for so many years, have you never liked anyone else?"

"Stop talking about this, okay?" Qi Nuliang's expression became painful.

Jiang Yu closed his mouth at the right time, and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, after Qi Nuliang swallowed the turbulent sadness of suddenly mentioning Yao Huilan, he asked, "Jiang Yu, do you have a female classmate you like?"

Female classmate?He doesn't know how many female students there are in his class now, except for the "close neighbors" around the seats, the names of many other people don't even match.But he didn't speak, he waited to hear what Qi Nuliang had to say.

"It's normal for you to have a girl you like at your age. But I still have to say you, you have half a year to go to the high school entrance examination, don't be distracted at this time, let alone other girls, if you like someone, you have to be more considerate The other party considers.

"Even if you can't help it, wait until the high school entrance exam is over. When the girl doesn't want to, don't pester and force her, do you hear me? Don't learn the tricks of those little hooligans."

The little hooligan's tricks are those of Zhang Xiaoqiang?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Zhang Xiaoqiang again, which annoyed Jiang Yu a little.

It stands to reason that he should have been immune to other people's overtures and confessions.After receiving so many love letters and gifts, he has long been used to being calm when facing other people's liking.But he only cares so much about Zhang Xiaoqiang, apart from their years of enmity that made him feel particularly uncomfortable, the main reason is that he is a man.

I've never heard that men like men, Zhang Xiaoqiang must be crazy, he's out of his mind.

Back home, Qi Nuliang asked Jiang Yu to wash up first.

Jiang Yu threw the schoolbag on the sofa and took out a test paper from it: "You go first, I still have some homework to do."

Qi Nuliang nodded, stood beside the sofa, and started to undress as usual.

Jiang Yu looked at him without blinking, down jacket, thick shirt, tight vest, until his tattooed arms were exposed, and his naked body, followed him to untie the belt and pull the zipper...

Jiang Yu's heart tensed for no reason, and then the heat spread over his face.

Qi Nuliang glanced at him casually: "It's getting late, if you still have homework, hurry up and don't delay your sleep."

"I know..." He agreed, turned around in a panic, trying to hide his guilt, "Brother, take off all your clothes, aren't you cold?"

"How do you wash without taking off your clothes in the shower? What stupid things are you talking about?"

The clothes he took off were thrown on the back of the sofa, and Qi Nuliang went to the bathroom in his underwear.

The sound of running water sounded, and Jiang Yu's mind was in a mess.Fortunately, today's test paper is not difficult, so don't worry too much.And those thoughts that are not used in the exercises are free and drifting away, getting farther and farther, more and more abstract, and become some ignorant thoughts.

Soon Qi Nuliang finished washing, and with a towel around his waist, he went back to Jiang Yu's room.Now Jiang Yu lives in the master bedroom where his mother lived, and Qi Nuliang lives in his room.When I came out again, I had already changed into my pajamas.

He brought the heating lamp to Jiang Yu's feet, and made him another cup of milk.Seeing that Jiang Yu was still doing homework and did not turn on the TV, he took a borrowed martial arts novel and read it while nestling on the sofa.

On a cold and rainy winter night, the two stayed together quietly without disturbing each other.

It should have been like this.

But today I don't know why, the sound of Qi Nuliang turning the pages of the book, the rhythm of his breathing, the fresh smell he just took a shower... all became the source of interference, making Jiang Yu's heart unable to calm down.

He closed the paper and stuffed it into his schoolbag.I really don't have the mood to study today, all that's left is to go to school tomorrow for self-study early.

Qi Nuliang also closed the book: "Finished?"

"Ah."

"After finishing writing, go to wash and rest, it's already late."

"En." Jiang Yu quickly packed his schoolbag without looking at him.

"Drink the milk."

"It's hot, I'll drink it after washing."

"Then wash the cups by yourself later."

He was about to leave, Qi Nuliang suddenly stood up and grabbed him, gave him a meaningful look, then slowly moved closer until the tip of his nose was buried in his hair.

Jiang Yu's body froze, followed by his heart tightening, and goose bumps all over his body instantly.He didn't know what Qi Nuliang was going to do, but this sudden movement made his mind go blank and he even forgot to breathe.

A voice came from above his head: "You boy, when did you sneak out to eat hot pot? No wonder I smelled it all the way and thought it was from the car."

He raised his eyes and saw the mocking expression on the other side's face.

Seeing his face, Qi Nuliang was also stunned, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, a little anxious: "Did you catch a cold, so hot?"

"No." Jiang Yu waved his hand away, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Qi Nuliang was a little puzzled, is he unhappy?

You were obviously happy all the way, why did you get angry all of a sudden?Could it be that a person secretly eating hot pot was caught, and he couldn't face it, and deliberately used anger to cover up his guilty conscience

This little brat.

That night Jiang Yu had a dream all night.

The dream was messy and chaotic, some scenes were not over yet, and some irrelevant ones came in again, like a bad and messy movie.

He dreamed of many people, including Zhang Xiaoqiang, Rong Bamei, Qi Nuliang, and his mother.These people take turns to be the protagonists of a certain segment, and they alternate rapidly, until the tone of the dream turns gray, the expressions of the characters turn cold, and the atmosphere gradually becomes fearful.

He dreamed that he was so small that he had to raise his hand to twist the doorknob.He pushed the door of his mother's room open a crack, and from that gap he saw his mother lying on her side on the bed, with her hands and feet hanging over the edge of the bed, like a doe under a hunter's gun.

And the "Hunter" was on her body, ravaging her, tearing her apart, as if he wanted to disembowel her and put her on the table.

Outside the door, he was terrified. Fear gradually filled his heart like gas, swelling him into a brittle balloon. He tightly covered his mouth with his hands.

"Hunter" straightened up suddenly, took off his clothes, revealing two patterned arms.

"Crack!" The balloon burst.

Jiang Yu woke up covered in cold sweat, and after a few seconds of trance, only the voices in the dream that he couldn't shout made his throat ache.

It was a dream.

His breathing gradually subsided, and he closed his eyes again as if he was relieved, feeling his body was wet and his crotch was also wet... He opened his eyes suddenly.

The author says:

The child has grown up.