Tachycardia

Wen Jinran's face flushed red.

He carefully glanced at the teacher on the stage, holding the note in his palm, his eyes wandered for a moment, panicked, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, Jin Wendong didn't urge him behind him. He pressed the note into the textbook and covered his cheeks, but he couldn't cool down.

The last class passed without knowing it.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wen Jinran wanted to rush out, but he remembered Jin Wendong's silent face when he came back. For some reason, his legs could not move as if he could not move. He seemed to be nailed to the seat, waiting shiveringly. Jin Wendong came over.

People in the classroom all went home one after another, and the chaotic environment became more and more quiet, but the people behind them remained silent for a long time.

At the moment when he couldn't help but want to look back, a girl's voice came from the door of the classroom, which was somewhat familiar: "Jin Wendong, can you... can you come out with me?"

Wen Jinran was startled, turned her head away, and only remembered when she saw the girl's face, it was Xiaoxue, the flower girl in the class next door.

After the girl asked, there was a dead silence in the class, and Jin Wendong didn't have the slightest intention to stand up.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from Wen Jinran's slanted back table: "Hey, can you save face for the girl anyway, go out quickly, you two have a good talk about what's going on, please don't let me be cannon fodder."

It was Sun Kai who hadn't left yet, and Wen Jinran's body was stiff, as if his neck was frozen, and he didn't want to turn back at all.

Jin Wendong didn't know whether he had listened to the persuasion or figured it out, he said "tsk" helplessly, then stood up, and the 1.8-meter-eight tall man passed by Wen Jinran's side, feeling oppressed even if he didn't speak.

He went out and had a few words with Tong Xiaoxue. Since his back was facing the classroom, Wen Jinran couldn't see the expressions of the two of them clearly, but it seemed that they had a good chat, because Jin Wendong followed her away after a while.

Wen Jinran's eyes were a little watery.

Behind him, Sun Kai woke up from a dream, his mind was still in a state of bewilderment, he drank a few sips of water and stood up, suddenly said: "Wen Jinran, are you still going?"

"Ah? Oh," Wen Jinran nodded, "My home is far away, and I usually stay in the classroom after school at noon and afternoon."

"Okay, then I'll go first." Sun Kai was not interested in chatting with him, rubbing his face when he heard this, his voice was still a little vague, and rambling, "You said Jin Wendong, the girl's true feelings are all in him. It’s a waste, there’s a word for it, I don’t understand the style.”

Wen Jinran didn't answer, and said obediently, "Goodbye."

Sun Kai waved his hand, "Goodbye, goodbye."

As soon as he left, the classroom fell silent for an instant. Wen Jinran finally had the courage to turn around and saw that there were still a few students staying in school studying in the first few rows, but the row behind him was completely empty.

No one spoke, which meant silence and loneliness. He lay alone on the table, sniffed, took out the note that Jin Wendong passed to him during class, and looked at the flamboyant, serious and solemn words.

[do you love me. ]

After a long time, he took a deep breath, took out his pen, and tremblingly wrote three words on it.

[like. ]

He wrote like walking on thin ice, with trepidation, but after finishing writing, he breathed a sigh of relief, the depression of many days was relaxed a lot, his tightly biting lips were loosened, and his eyes were clear and clear.

——However, the moment he straightened his waist, Jin Wendong's voice sounded in his ears.

"like?"

Obviously there was not much sound, but to him it was like thunder on the ground. His scalp was numb, he raised his head in astonishment, and frantically covered the page, but it was of no avail.

Jin Wendong's heart was turbulent, his face was calm, and he reached out to dig on his desk.

Wen Jinran was about to cry, and he didn't dare to use any strength in the face of his guilty conscience, although his strength was not as strong as Jin Wendong's.This time it was crushed even more thoroughly, and the paper was snatched away almost as soon as he reached it.

Jin Wendong read the above words over and over again.

Wen Jinran was afraid that he would kiss herself in front of his classmates, but also afraid that he would not kiss him. His heart felt like it had been put into a frying pan, and the torment was unbearable. He stood up, and before Jin Wendong came back to his senses, he backed away tremblingly. He accidentally knocked it down with a "bang".

The rest of the students were also startled. They raised their heads to look in his direction, and seeing that there was nothing interesting, they lowered their heads and continued to write questions.

Jin Wendong put down the paper, looked at him condescendingly, for a long time, slowly pulled out a smile, his eyes were deep, like a piece of shiny obsidian, only he knew that under his pretended calm appearance, he was going crazy with joy up.

Wen Jinran was still retreating until he reached a stool again, and there was no way to retreat.

Jin Wendong grabbed him.

There was water in Wen Jinran's eyes, flushed cheeks, half ashamed and half wanting to cry, Jin Wendong bent down, and when he was about to touch his forehead, he stopped, his eyes met, there was a river like honey under the undercurrent, and he was completely overwhelmed. No fear, willing to drown in it.

No one spoke, they looked at each other silently for a long while, Wen Jinran opened his mouth, and gasped slightly.

Jin Wendong backed away suddenly, turned around, grabbed his arm with his backhand, and before Wen Jinran could react, he pulled him out of the classroom.

The outdoor air hit Wen Jinran's hot cheeks, he ran along with Jin Wendong, almost suffocated, the tip of his nose penetrated a strange smell, he was ignorant, he skipped Jin Wendong's tall body and looked forward - the one in front of him It is the toilet.

Wen Jinran didn't know what he meant, it was already too late to leave at this time, so he could only be dragged in together.

As soon as he stepped in, Jin Wendong didn't even have time to push him into the cubicle, he turned around and directly hugged him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed him hard, the smell of the boys' toilet was not much better, Wen Jinran seldom came here, and then Weird didn't refuse this time.

Jin Wendong kissed him, reluctant to close his eyes, his eyes were red, and wanted to slap him hard, but he liked him so much, he couldn't bear it, he hugged his waist and almost lifted him from the ground.

After tossing and kissing deeply for a long time, Wen Jinran felt that his waist was about to break, sobbing with tears, he raised his foot and kicked him lightly, Jin Wendong let go of his mouth, turned his head to kiss his face, ears, chin, Neck, breathing quickly: "Good... good, don't move, let me kiss for a while, baby, you make me so sad..."

After speaking, he hugged him a little tighter, Wen Jinran still wanted to struggle, moved a little, and felt that his leg was being held up by some hard object, and that object would hop twice from time to time, like a lively rabbit.

He stopped sobbing for a moment.

Wen Jinran thought that he might be agitated, and also thought that he might be indifferent, abandoning himself, and have a love affair with the girl who came to him just now, but he never thought that Jin Wendong would drag him into the toilet and drink while drinking. In the foul smell in the nose - what's the matter.