A branch of red apricot came out

Yan Nuo also came to the second class, just after Zhang Yufan, and when he entered the class, he saw Fang Le was talking to his deskmate, and he walked over and squatted beside him, like a big wolfhound.

"What's the matter." Fang Le looked down at him with a sleepy expression. His ankle was swollen and painful last night, and he couldn't sleep well all night.

"Come and see you," Yan Nuo asked, "Is it cold, how about I take off the scarf and wrap it around your feet?"

"No, it's not cold."

"Would you like some water? Get a cup of hot water to warm your hands?"

"I don't want to drink."

"Do you want to go to the bathroom then?"

Fang Le finally laughed, "It's like I really can't take care of myself when you keep asking me like this."

The tablemate had already changed his view of Prince Yan. Now he watched the whole process, and he mustered up the courage to interject, "And I, if he is thirsty, I will help him get water."

Yan Nuo passed Fang Le and glanced at him, and suddenly thought, "It would be great if I sat at the same table with you in the same class, or else I'll beg Qingqingsheng and Sichun to let them agree to be at the same table as you." Weekly exchange student?"

At the same table: "..." Why should I talk too much.

Fang Le leaned on the desk and joked lazily, "Okay."

The tablemate looked at the back of Fang Le's head, "Hey! Ask me the opinion of the client!"

After Zhang Yufan delivered the love dessert, he turned around to look for Brother Nuo, and interrupted the affectionate look between the two, "There is still one minute for class, let's go."

Yan Nuo stood up, "Send me a message if you want anything, don't let your deskmate do it for you."

At the same table: "..." I really regret that extra word.

Zhang Yufan dragged Yan Nuo away, and told Fang Le, who was leaning on his chin and smiling, "Don't indulge him too much. He eats with vinegar. Discipline him a lot."

So Zhang Yufan was strangled by Yan Nuo's death threat and left under the attention of the students in the second class.

Changing shifts was just talking, Yan Nuo ran to the second class break, and brought a big cup of hot burnt grass jelly, Fang Le held it in his hand until it warmed his heart, Yan Nuo squatted like a loyal dog Next to them, two people were chatting in low voices, causing Fang Le's tablemate to suffer for a while, and finally he couldn't stand it and poked Fang Le, "Should I give him a seat?"

Yan Nuo snapped it up, "No, I'm fine like this."

Fang Le also said, "No, he's fine like this."

The same table: "..." Do you want to be so in tune?

When Qingsheng entered the class and announced that the next class was changed to self-study because the teacher was temporarily busy, he didn't see Yan Zhonggou, only saw his apex crookedly lying on the desk, as if he was uncomfortable, he He walked over with concern and question marks in his head, and then the question marks straightened and turned into black lines.

"You two are..." As a teacher who has been teaching Chinese for decades, Love Saint couldn't find the right words to describe what he saw.

Yan Nuo stood up and said hello to Lover, just as the bell rang for class, he looked down at Fang Le before walking out of the classroom, Lover looked at the door, and then at Fang Le who had already picked up the brush to write a question, and realized what is called "Speechless."

As the saying goes, no surprises, until Fang Le was able to walk by himself in the next week or so, it was Yan Nuo who asked for warmth on his back, and the love saint just ran into it three or five times and then liked it, even holding a thermos cup Sneaking in with Yang Sichun, Yang Sichun hesitated to speak, how about sharing the bold idea in his heart with the lover?But in the end he still let this suspicion rot in his stomach.

In April, the big red and the little white came back from hibernation completely, swimming and having fun in the fish tank without stopping, the warming temperature made the winter jasmine bloom all over the fence around the kite height, the bright yellow makes people feel comfortable, in Qingming On the eve of the New Year's Eve, Yan Nuo asked for leave, and went to Yuanlan's cemetery with Fang Le to visit old man Ding. This was their agreement on New Year's Eve.

Originally, the two wanted to buy two bouquets of flowers, but an unintentional remark from the owner of the florist made Yan Nuo put down the bouquet in his hand and only paid for one.

Yan Nuo took Fang Le by the hand, stood in front of old man Ding's tombstone and said, "The owner of the flower shop said that the family only needs to send a bouquet of flowers, so you know the relationship between the two of us, right?"

Fang Le played tricks, "The brotherhood that moves the world."

Yan Nuo grabbed his palm tightly, even coaxing and threatening, "Don't make trouble, I'll give you another chance."

This time Fang Le behaved well, "Old man Ding, it's the first time we meet, hello, I'm Yan Nuo's boyfriend."

"Old Ding, what he said is incomplete, let me add." Yan Nuo smiled happily at the other party, and grabbed his hand over his heart, "I have kissed, hugged, made love, and will get married in the future A family, and even a boyfriend who will be buried together in the end."

Fang Le curled his lips and smiled softly, "Old man Ding is probably going to freak out."

The weather on Qingming Day was like that in the poem, and it was raining lightly. The two of them held an umbrella and stayed with Old Man Ding in the cemetery for half an hour. You will accompany Yan Nuo this year, and I will be there in the future."

April passed quietly when everything was recovering and blooming. Time really passed quickly as Yang Sichun said. Yesterday it was a down jacket, and tomorrow it will be replaced by a green short-sleeved school uniform.

And Fang Le, who was supposed to only squeeze into the bed for a whole winter, slept on Yan Nuo's bed during the summer vacation of the third year of high school. The night before Yan Nuo packed her luggage and was about to go home and stay in the studio, Fang Le sat on the bed Holding the candy pillow that has been out of favor for a long time, watching him organize books and clothes into the suitcase.

"When is the entrance exam in December?"

"Probably before Christmas."

Fang Le pondered, "When you come back, the children will run all over the place."

Yan Nuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I'm still calling my brother all the time, aren't I?"

Fang Le lowered his eyes and said nothing, Yan Nuo threw down the clothes in his hand and sat on the bed, "I am also reluctant, but we are still in the same city, which is much better than those long-distance relationships separated by thousands of miles. Come on, don't be so sad."

"I'm just wondering if an eight-month-old child will run all over the place." Fang Le fell back on the bed and smiled, "Add some Qiong Yao dramas to me."

Yan Nuo rolled over and pressed on him. From his point of view, Fang Le was making an invitation. He kissed him flatteringly, "Called 'brother'."

Fang Le turned his face away, "I'm not a child."

"You are," Yan Nuo chuckled, "Baby, call out, I want to hear it."

"Why don't you call out to me, I want to hear it too."

Without hesitation, Yan Nuo said, "Brother." He shook his arms again, "It's your turn."

Fang Le was speechless, always feeling very strange, it was normal to call out from Yan Nuo's mouth, but it seemed to be flirting when it was his turn.

Fang Le pursed her lips, deciding it was better not to make a sound.

Yan Nuo sighed, and leaned on Fang Le's neck, sighing leisurely, "This bed will be shaken to pieces later."

Fang Le: "..."

Fang Le turned his head, kissed Yan Nuo's ear as if begging for mercy, muttered "Brother" in a very low voice, his face burned up after a while, obviously he couldn't do anything shameless I know how many times, but I was defeated by "brother".

In the end, the bed escaped unharmed, and Yan Nuo took the person to the bathroom to do the murder, otherwise it wouldn't be too far away from falling apart.

Remedial classes started during the summer vacation, and I don’t know who alerted the Yuanlan Education Bureau. They checked all the schools in the city to prevent remedial classes during the holidays, but Yuan Gao was the only one who let it go.

Yan Nuo didn't take make-up classes. Yang Sichun was a little surprised when he knew that he was going to take the art test, and said, "With your current energy, it's not a problem at all to work hard for a whole senior year to get a second degree."

Yan Nuopi said, "There are many ways to retreat. If I fail the exam, I will not be able to inherit the property."

He stayed in the studio for ten hours a day, from eight in the morning to six in the evening. When he returned home, his hands were still full of lead and ink. He set up a drawing board and sat on the balcony to draw until ten in the evening. When I came out with a towel on, it happened to be the end of the third quarter's late self-study get out of class.

I thought the two would talk and video every day after the farewell, but the reality is quite different. After waking up in the morning, there is a simple "morning". Le's reply has not changed --- "It looks good", until the "good night" before going to bed, is the whole day of contact between the two.

Yan Nuo flung herself on the bed in large characters, let her eyes rest for 5 minutes, then got up and sat down at the computer desk and spread out the test papers and notebooks. Although she was attacking the sketch gouache, she couldn't let go of the culture class.

In the classroom of Class [-] of Senior Three, the last row was vacant, and the loyal group of four was not as active as before. The invisible and invisible pressure of "Senior Senior" was on the body, and no one could be more lively and have fun. It's just that the empty seat made Fu Luyang, who is usually heartless, suddenly sentimental.

At night, after running laps on the playground, Fu Luyang dragged Liang Ran to the back of the rostrum to have an affair, pressed Liang Ran against the wall and kissed, and was deprived of the initiative after a few kisses, and became the one who was suppressed , Liang Ran sucked his lips and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Fu Luyang responded vaguely, raised his arms to wrap around Liang Ran's neck and hugged him, he stopped until the tip of his tongue became numb, and murmured, "A little bit."

Liang Ran hugged his waist, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and the ends of his sweaty hair were tangled together. He comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid."

"Afraid." Fu Luyang looked at his toes, and suddenly confessed, "Liang Ran, I like you so much."

"Well, I know." Liang Ran went to kiss him again.

"If we are still the same as before, I don't know anything, and you don't tell me, will we go to different universities and part ways, and we will never contact or see each other again."

"No, I will follow you," Liang Ran chuckled, "I'm sure I can go with the application you filled out, so not only will we not part ways, but we will have a long future."

Fu Luyang was not relieved, "Brother Nuo went to the art test, but after being separated for a few weeks, we didn't have as many contacts as before. After the end of the third year of high school, Brother Fan, Xiao Chonger, we...we are far apart. ..."

Liang Ran was soft-hearted and distressed, and gave up the "this is the only way to grow up" rhetoric, "Then you discuss it and try to fill in the same volunteers, at least go to the same city, and don't have to go to different places."

It seems that there is a way, Fu Luyang was a little relieved, raised his face and looked for Liang Ran's lips again, "No matter who I am separated from, I will never separate from you."