Don't run after school

After returning, Cheng Jin didn't mention his grandfather at all.

Zhou Boshan didn't want to ask, anyway, he would know without asking, it must be quite embarrassing.

After dinner, the second child dragged Cheng Jin upstairs like offering a treasure, saying that he wanted to show him the newly bought projector.

The 3D projector that Zhou Boshan just bought online is equipped with two sets of family-style glasses, and he can watch movies on the entire wall while lying on the bed.

"It's pretty good." Cheng Jin clapped his hands, "In the future, you can use this thing to project on the wall when playing games. The gaming experience will definitely be great."

Zhou Baoshan raised her eyebrows, "It cost me thousands of dollars."

"You said that if this is used to watch pornography..." Cheng Jin looked at the children next to him and shut up immediately.

Although he only said half a sentence, Zhou Baoshan still listened to it.

After the second child was taken away by the boss, he put his arm on Cheng Jin's shoulder and asked, "Tell me, I've been with you all day and slept with you. When do you fight?"

Cheng Jin glanced at him, "Then can you see me masturbating?"

"It means you're still fighting behind my back."

"Why do you say that." Cheng Jin said, "You won't help me."

The subtext of this sentence is very obvious. "You won't help me" is actually like saying, "Why don't you help me?"

Zhou Baoshan continued naturally, "Are you blaming me for not helping you? Tsk, buddy, if you really want to, it's not a matter of saying a word."

For some reason, after hearing what he said, the sketch of the human body drawn by Zhou Baoshan appeared again in Cheng Jin's mind.

Although he was unconscious at the time, he knew that the drawing paper had indeed been touched.Because when I took it out again, the piece of paper was folded upside down.

And he remembered that he was folding it and putting it in his pocket.

In other words, he knew that Zhou Baoshan knew that he had seen the painting.

It sounds convoluted, but both of them tacitly kept silent, which just explained something.

Thinking of this insignificant incident, Cheng Jin unconsciously smiled.

He smiled and said, "Then right now, right now, right now."

Zhou Baoshan continued to joke with him, "Then we have to wait until these children are asleep, otherwise it would be bad to wake them up."

Cheng Jin made an OK gesture, "I'm going to take a shower."

As soon as he took half a step, Zhou Baoshan held his shoulders, "Hey, you're not in the bathroom every time... right?"

Zhou Baoshan's voice was very low, and it went all the way to his neck, Cheng Jin missed his shoulder, and his ears turned red, "Get lost."

Looking at his back, Zhou Baoshan stood where he was, curling up his lips with his pocket.

Yo, I guessed it right, look, I blush.

When Zhou Baoshan went back to her room, she saw that the class had sent a document in the group notification, and the class leader said that the grades had come down.

He immediately downloaded the file, opened the form and scanned for No.1, and No.1 was not Cheng Jin.

Zhou Baoshan's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at the No.1 score, 623 points.And Cheng Jin was only one point lower than No.1.

After reading Cheng Jin's results, he remembered to look at his own. He pulled the form directly to the bottom, and saw his name in the bottom ten.

Xingbei immediately sent him a message - "Congratulations, the master did well in the exam, beating the nine and becoming the tenth from the bottom."

Zhou Boshan didn't bother to talk to him, Xingbei continued to press, "In the future, the Great God must guide me, help me improve my studies, make progress together, and pass the key points."

"Shut up?" Zhou Boshan was annoyed.

Here, Xingbei shut his mouth, and Mr. Ji came to harass him again—"Mr. Shan, your progress is gratifying. You used to be the bottom one in the exam, but this time you actually got the bottom ten in the exam. How is it? It feels like you are at the top. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Although I have achieved good results, I will not be proud of it. Please don't be jealous of me anymore, okay?"

"??? No.10 is jealous of the bottom ten?"

"I still have a lot of room for improvement, and you're going to stop there."

Zhou Boshan turned off her phone, and when she turned her head, she saw Cheng Jin coming out of the bathroom.

Because he didn't have to wash his hair, he saved a lot of time, and he took a shower and washed it quickly.

Cheng Jin didn't seem to notice that Zhou Baoshan was looking at him at all, but kept looking down at the phone, silently calculating his score.

After a long time, he looked up at Zhou Baoshan and said, "No, I calculated far more than this score. I need at least 660 points in the exam."

Zhou Baoshan was also very sad, thinking that he couldn't bear the blow for a while and didn't know what to say.

He didn't know how to comfort people at all, and after thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Is it because the test papers are wrongly sorted, and I gave you less points?"

Cheng Jin looked into his eyes, frowned, and said in a very sure tone: "It must be."

He lay on the bed, turned over and said, "I don't believe I only passed this point."

His grades are unattainable heights for ordinary students, Zhou Boshan felt like standing up and beating him up when he heard that his grades are so good.

Cheng Jin silently calculated his estimated score again in his heart, and repeated, "Absolutely wrong, it's impossible to only take this test..."

Zhou Boshan lay beside him with one arm pillowed, patted his shoulder and said: "Then, tomorrow, I will accompany you to find Master Kun and see how the test papers are ranked, is it okay?"

"Yeah." Cheng Jin turned to sleep with his back to Zhou Baoshan, and after a while he heard a burst of even breathing.

Today, Cheng Jin sat in the car all day and was very sleepy, falling asleep next to the pillow.

Zhou Baoshan also lifted the quilt and turned on the lamp.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Baoshan heard Cheng Jin turning around loudly, and in a daze, he put his hand on Cheng Jin's lower abdomen, the firm lower abdomen was as hot as a red-hot steel plate.

Zhou Baoshan straightened up and asked in the dark: "What's wrong with you? Do you have a fever because you are so hot?"

Cheng Jin didn't speak, but scratched his neck and said, "I'm so dizzy."

"You have a fever." Zhou Boshan turned on the desk lamp, got up and got out of bed, "I'll find you a thermometer."

When he came back again, he saw Cheng Jin took off all his underpants, lying naked on his side hugging the quilt.

"Fuck, what are you taking off?" Zhou Boshan asked.

"I'm a little hot." Cheng Jin was sweating a lot on his forehead, and his voice was hoarse than usual.

Zhou Baoshan handed him the thermometer and touched his forehead along the way.

He touched the sticky sweat with his hands, and Cheng Jin's forehead was indeed terribly hot.

"I'll pour you a cup of hot water." Zhou Baoshan pointed to the cup on the table, and Cheng Jin straightened up to fetch it without saying a word.

After drinking the water, Cheng Jin yelled that he was cold again, Zhou Baoshan took out his thermometer to check, and it turned out to be [-] degrees Celsius.

"You were alive and well when you came back, why did you suddenly have a fever in the middle of the night?" Zhou Boshan searched the medicine cabinet and found a pack of antipyretics and alcohol wipes.

At three o'clock in the morning, there must be no one in the clinic or hospital outside.

Just to ease it off.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had a high fever, and his mother wiped him all over his body little by little with alcohol cotton, then drank antipyretics, sweated while covering the quilt, and he was fine the next day.

Zhou Boshan squeezed the alcohol cotton to help Cheng Jin wipe his hot forehead, and before he could react, he hugged his waist.

Cheng Jin closed his eyes quietly like a child, and said softly, "I was drenched in the rain for several days over there."

Zhou Baoshan could imagine what a young man could do in the face of the sudden heavy rain, other than looking for someone to tell his fragility with red eyes, he could only run as hard as he could.

Because he can do nothing but run.

Cheng Jin hoarsely said, "I'm so uncomfortable."

Cheng Jin, who was dazed by the burn, rubbed against Zhou Baoshan's waist, trying to use it to keep warm.

But he didn't know how hot he was right now, it burned a hole in Zhou Baoshan's heart.

Zhou Baoshan's hand lightly placed on his smooth and tight back, and patted it lightly twice, feeling that the fingertips were also wrapped in fire and burned to ashes.

"Ahem." Zhou Baoshan's Adam's apple twitched uncontrollably, she quickly dropped her hands to cover him with the quilt, and rushed out the door like a loser.

Turning around and going to the bathroom, he didn't even have time to take off his clothes before rushing towards the shower.

The maximum amount of cold water poured down his jet-black hair, Zhou Boshan raised his neck and closed his eyes.

He remembered that they were joking not long ago, he joked that Cheng Jin was masturbating in the bathroom every day, now standing in the same position, Zhou Baoshan couldn't help but imagine.

When Cheng Jin bowed his head, he couldn't help but let out a sexy and hoarse sigh. When he tried hard, his beautiful eyelashes would tremble slightly, growling in a low voice, like a wild beast.

Zhou Baoshan narrowed her eyes, brushed her wet bangs, and bit her thin lips.

When Zhou Boshan saw Cheng Jin's body, what he thought of was not just meat, but Camus.

He thought of the tens of thousands of trillions of stars in the universe, the Milky Way, nebulae and dust.

Thinking that the temperature on the boy's body was scorching like a volcanic eruption, if he was not careful, it would cause a devastating explosion.

Think of Baudelaire, think of Neruda Wordsworth and Coleridge, Shelley Keats, think of Beethoven, Schubert, Berlioz, Paganini, Rossini, think of the innumerable schools of Romanticism, think of the A cookie cutter statement.

He thought that all celestial movements must end in a powerful impact, and then the universe can become a new self.

So, is it the same for teenagers?