Yi Xing

It's easy to leave something behind, but getting it back is a bit of a hassle.

It took me a long time to get back the feeling of doing math problems. In the process, I gradually realized that I could not reach the top level of Fu Yixing. It is true that I am also a person who has passed the exam.

The papers of the third year of high school began to match the difficulty of the college entrance examination papers, and the mathematics of the college entrance examination in province S has always been hell mode.

Science has a total score of 200 points, including 40 additional points. For ordinary students, the last fill-in-the-blank question and the last two major questions in the first volume are strategically abandoned questions.

My level is a little better than that of ordinary students. The probability of getting the last fill-in-the-blank question right is about 40%. Do two questions.

My pre-mathematics paper basically falls in the range of 130-140.

At this time, when I think that I can only score more than 90 points at the beginning of school, I feel horrible. No wonder Qinqin is so worried about me.

Fu Yixing is the kind of player who easily gets 150 points, and the remaining 10 points depends on the teacher's judgment of the tightness of the paper.

He can beat me by [-] points in mathematics alone, so even if he is a bit weak in Chinese, he has always been at the top of the honor list.

When the midterm exam results were released, Fu Yixing waited in front of the bulletin board again.

"Boss Fu, give us some space. There are still people who are struggling in the top 100 and waiting to see their results." Yuan Yu and Fu Yixing cried.

In fact, both Yuan Yuan and Gu Yang's grades are considered good, but they are not that top-notch, but they have not fallen out of this red list.

I know that Fu Yixing is waiting for my results.

The mid-term exam is the first formal exam since the beginning of the semester. Since we returned to school that day, I have increased the amount of questions for myself. I am reluctant to do questions other than homework on weekdays, but there is one thing missing in my heart. After the hurdle, I still have some demands on myself, not to be the best student, I just hope that the teachers don't always pay attention to my grades or talk to me, and don't let Gu Yang be always disturbed by the stare of death. , so I at least have to go back to the previous state.

Fu Yixing also always finds time to give me lectures.

Seeing the grade director holding the roll-shaped [-] list in his hand, my heart beat a little faster.

"Fu Fu, why don't you watch it for me, I'm a little nervous." I leaned into Fu Yixing's ear and said.

He smiled, and I withdrew from the crowd.

The director pinned the upper left corner of the paper, and No. 1's name was exposed.

"Haha, it's our Boss Fu again!" Yuan Yao called out, and there was a small discussion from the periphery of the crowd, and the students who were relatively far away from Fu Fu secretly sighed at the magic of Fu Yixing.

"Fuck, Mr. Fu, you got 159 in math! It seems that the test scores are deducted for ugly handwriting." I heard Gu Yang's voice and couldn't help laughing.

The wind in late autumn was already a bit biting, and my hands were icy cold, but the palms were still wet.

Fu Yixing also withdrew, and he said, "Not bad, 21st place, fifth in the class, 132 in Mathematics, 121 in Chinese, 105 in English, I don't think it's a big problem for you to score more than [-] points in Mathematics."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly asked, "What about you?"

"Mathematics 159, Chinese 110, English 103."

I frowned, "Didn't you get an average score in your language test?"

He shrugged and felt a little helpless, "I think it's hanging. The average score in the class is usually 112, 113."

Tiu Tiao sighed and stood beside me, looking disappointed.

I tilted my head and pointed at the distance, and asked Gu Yang what was going on.

"He performed normally. Shan Yuhan didn't do well in the exam and dropped to more than 80. He is estimated to be in the [-]th place or later in our class."

"Then why didn't she pass the exam?"

Far away was unhappy, "How can you say that she didn't pass the exam? You got more than 100 points in the exam last time, and I didn't ask you why you didn't pass the exam."

Fu Yixing and I looked at each other, and he seemed to smile.

"I don't care about her."

"Hmph. Don't think too much about her."

I think it's really tiring for Lu Yuyuan to like someone like this. If she does well in the exam, he will be worried that he is not as good as her in the exam. If she doesn't do well in the exam, he will also worry about her studies. He has already started when he obviously hasn't caught up with her. Beware of potential rivals.

"I remembered when you said that. Keke said that Shan Yuhan was very beautiful. You should quit. If there is no result, Shan Yuhan deserves better." Gu Yang patted the far shoulder fiercely, While patting, he pretended to be heartbroken and shook his head.

I immediately raised three fingers and swore, "I understand the truth that a friend's wife should not be bullied. I'm just evaluating her appearance objectively. I don't have any thoughts about her, no."

I don't know why, Gu Yang's nonsense in front of Fu Yixing made me a little guilty.

I glanced at Fu Yixing, but he didn't show much expression.

Instead, he smiled and said, "You definitely don't like Shan Yuhan."

Gu Yang asked: "Why?"

Yu Yao played tricks, "Just wait, sooner or later, Keke's gay soul will awaken."

"Why do you always think I'm gay?" I stroked my forehead, a little dumbfounded.

"When I watch the sky at night, I just pinch my fingers and calculate."

This time Fu Fu also laughed.

I don't really mind if I like a boy or a girl, I just want me and that person to like each other.

Being in love is a small probability event.

For example, Tang Cheng has an unrequited love for Fu Yixing, and Fu Yixing doesn't like Tang Cheng.

Yuan Yuan likes Shan Yuhan, but Shan Yuhan doesn't like Yuan Yuan.

The girl who wrote me love letters likes me, but I don't even know who she is, let alone like me.

For another example, for someone as good as Fu Yixing, his liking has not been responded to.

These are the first loves that one could only wish for, the most youthful and the most regrettable.

When winter came, I experienced a joint growth.

That day I dreamed that my legs were chopped off, and when I woke up from the pain, I was relieved to see that my legs were still alive, but the sharp pain kept pulling the air defense sirens in my mind.

I groaned in pain.

Fu Yixing was woken up by me, he walked to my bedside with his mobile phone photo, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Cramp, oh my god, it hurts me to death."

He lifted the quilt and pinched the muscles on my calf. The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, so the heat in my quilt dissipated immediately. Fu Yixing's hands were also a little cold, but my calf was still as hard as a rock.

I used my butt to move my upper body towards the wall, but my lower body couldn't move.

"Come under the blanket, it's cold."

The movements of his hands stopped, and I felt that he didn't intend to sleep in, so I urged him again: "I'm freezing to death, come in quickly."

He lay down on his side.

A one-meter-wide bed is probably not enough to accommodate two girls, not to mention Fu Yixing and I, two boys with an average height of over 180, so I had to move inside again.

He kneaded for a long time, and the quilt became warm again.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Yixing asked softly.

"a little bit."

"Try moving."

I stretched my legs and felt a lot better.

"Then I'll go back." He was about to lift the quilt, but I stopped him.

"Just sleep here, squeeze with me, your quilt is cold."

I changed to a side-lying position, facing him directly, "I will sleep with Tang Cheng at home, so don't leave. Come inside."

He bowed to me.

I seemed to fall asleep quickly, and when I woke up the next day, I found myself nestled in Fu Yixing's arms.

This pose didn't make me feel anything.

That is, he and I are hard.

ah!How embarrassing!

When we slept with Tang Cheng, we each had a quilt. When we calmed down, we should brush our teeth and wash our face, but now I am in his arms!

I can feel something in his pajama pants ready to go!

……

I just moved, and Fu Yixing woke up.

He was a little sleepy, but he reacted quickly.

"Don't move." Fu Yixing said in a stern voice.

He seemed to realize that his tone was too intense, and added: "It will be fine in a while."

I lay flat and looked at the top bunk for a while, feeling that it was almost done.

Fu Yixing still didn't move.

It seems that people who are good at sports have better energy than ordinary people.

"Fu Fu." I called out to him.

"Ok?"

"I'm really fine."

He smiled and said, "Well, no problem."

I sighed, "I really envy you."

"Envy what?"

"Most people can get hard after watching a movie."

"But you should be able to, too, through physical stimulation."

The use of "physical stimulation" was so academic that it took me a while to realize he was talking about using hands.

I felt my face heat up all of a sudden.

"I haven't." I whispered.

Fu Yixing was looking at me, and I closed my eyes in shame.

He laughed again.

When Fu Yixing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, I quickly followed him out of bed.

I didn't pay much attention to the cramps. I still ate whatever I wanted during the day, but at night, I got cramps again.

This time I woke him up by yelling "Fu Yixing".

He got into my bed and massaged me familiarly, and said while doing the massage, "Are you going to grow?"

"According to this pain method, I think I will grow to at least two meters... Hiss... Take it easy."

"Buy some milk to drink tomorrow."

As soon as Tang Cheng heard about my calcium deficiency, he arranged for my uncle to bring me two boxes of milk.

Looking at the milk I feel troubled again.

My intestines and stomach are a little weaker than ordinary people, and drinking cold milk in winter may cause diarrhea.

Fu Yixing noticed that I hadn't touched the milk under the bed, and asked, "Why don't you drink it?"

"It's cold. Hey, I'm going to buy a can of milk powder on weekends. Or I'll just go buy a calcium tablet."

"You lazy."

He said this to me, but conjured up a box of hot milk for me the next day.

While I was still asleep, I felt an angular object poke my face.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Fu Yixing poking me with a milk box.

The box was hot and humid, obviously soaked in water.

I looked at the softened box, my throat tightened, and my whole heart was sour.

Fu Yixing bent his eyes and smiled, "The water bath heating method is not bad, but I don't know if it's hot or not."

This handsome and good-educated boy in front of me went downstairs to fetch hot water for me to heat milk while I was still asleep.

I don't know how long it takes for a carton of milk to soak in hot water to become warm. This is not a physics problem that can be calculated with a formula-Fu Yi acted on me, woke up earlier, and did everything quietly Sigh, just because I want to drink hot milk.

His kindness to me cannot be simply measured in "minutes".

Yuan Yuan and Gu Yang said long ago that "Boss Fu is good to Ke Ke", I haven't felt much, even though he married his little bear companion to me, even though he exchanged the meat on his plate for what I couldn't eat Fish, although he used hot soup to wash off the spicy oil on the boiled pork slices, although he gave me an exquisite and unusual bookmark.

He took the trouble to give me lectures.

He followed me secretly but did not stop my killing.

He made me cry in his arms and talked with me all night.

He took me to see the Yangtze River.

He got up in the middle of the night to give me a massage.

He did a lot, but I didn't realize until I saw the bottle of milk.

Fu Yixing looked at me and was stunned. I knew my eyes were red.

"Don't cry, it's just a glass of milk."

It's not just a glass of milk.

Fu Yixing asked me how to treat me well.

I told him, "Whether you don't like it or not, that's what I want. If you give it to me in its entirety, I think you treat me very well."

He gave me what I needed every time, and delivered the most considerate things at the most timely time.

I suddenly understood why Tang Cheng liked Fu Yixing - Fu Fu was so kind.

I blinked and fought back the tears.

"Thank you, Fu Fu."

He said you're welcome.