On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

The small seats in this ferris wheel can only accommodate two people.

Lin Yuan never thought that Yan Baijing could accompany her on the Ferris wheel, it was impossible no matter how she thought about it.

Besides, if Yan Baijing really sat with her, she would feel uncomfortable.

So Yan Baijing was happy to go to the same iron house with Song Yu.

The space in the Ferris wheel is neither big nor small, just enough to accommodate two people.

The sweetness of the snacks that Song Yu brought in filled the small confined space. After a cursory glance, they were all sweets that girls love to eat.

Pokey chocolate bar, cotton candy, two cups of double skin milk, two cups of milk tea, and tiramisu cake.

Song Yu handed Yan Baijing a cup of milk tea, and the visible mist exuded a sweet and greasy taste.

"Try it, red bean milk tea, don't smell greasy, but it's not greasy at all."

As long as it was something offered by Song Yu, he probably would not refuse it.

He took the milk tea and took the first sip under Song Yu's expectant gaze.

Milk and tea are mixed in the mouth, neither greasy, but also has the sweetness of milk and the aftertaste of tea.

The most important thing is the sweet red beans, some can't help but think of that intentional kiss that day.

I never thought that I, who hates sweets the most, will be softened by sweetness one day.

The Ferris wheel is slowly turning, and the scenery outside through the window is getting farther and farther away from me. It really feels like the world is right under my feet.

The two of them were very close, apart from looking out the window, they were more looking at the back of the one who was looking at the scenery.

This looks very satisfying.

Knowing that such an opportunity is rare, I hope that the Ferris wheel will go slower.

"Bai Jing, do you like stars very much?" Song Yu asked suddenly.

Even the name is no longer Yida, but it makes me unable to react.

"A star?" The corner of his mouth smiled without leaving any traces, and his smiling face could be seen wherever he looked. "Like it."

He looked at the scenery, and the white clouds lay softly like cotton candy on the blue sky.

"Let's take a look next time at night. Seeing the stars up close at night should be better than watching them on the playground..."

When he said this, he suddenly closed his mouth.

Then he smiled, "How about it, come and see me next night?"

"Okay." He took another sip of the milk tea to hide his uneasiness.

If it's you, anything is fine.

After saying this, notice that his body seems to tense up.

Combined with his hesitation to speak just now, it is easy to know that he thought of that kiss again.

Perhaps it is still very good for me to break the embarrassment.

Pointing to the double skin milk in his hand, "What is this, I have never eaten it, is it delicious?"

When it came to food, there was no trace of tension on his face.

"Ah! This is the most delicious pairing!"

He took out a small packet of Oreo biscuits out of nowhere, crushed them carefully, and sprinkled them on the pure double skin milk without any ingredients.

After doing all this, he handed over Shuangpi Nai, "Try it?"

He took the cup of Shuangpi Nai almost without hesitation, and smiled suspiciously at him in order to hide his eagerness, "Really?"

Just look at his proud face, "Nonsense, trust me, it must be delicious."

When I put it to my mouth, I found an embarrassing question.

Song Yu didn't bring a spoon.

And he also found this problem.

"... just suck it."

Put the cup of double skin milk to my mouth, like sucking jelly, the sound of sizzling is very clear in this enclosed space.

"...Why are you able to make such an obscene sound while drinking double skin milk?"

After smoking for a long time, Song Yu seemed to be unable to bear it, and made a complaint.

There is a strong milk flavor in the mouth. Once on the Ferris wheel, there is no milk flavor in the mouthful, but no matter how much you eat, it still feels very sweet and not greasy.

When he was said that, he became even more energetic and sucked his voice even louder.

"Yida, enough is enough!!" Seeing the smile on his face because he thought of some evil things, the evil taste in his heart came up again to play tricks on him.

Pretending to be innocent and looking at him, "You didn't give me a spoon, and now you blame me for making noise when I eat."

When their eyes met, he suddenly froze and looked away.

"...Don't look at me like that."

As if guilty, he unwrapped the pokey chocolate bar and stuffed it into his mouth.

Such a reaction...

My heart moved, and I asked in a joking tone: "Why, you don't let me talk to you in a low voice, and you don't let me look at you, so you are nervous, don't you like me? It seems that you are very strange recently, when I give you tutoring, you don't let me approach..."

"do not talk!"

"I'm not gay, okay?"

Song Yu frowned, but his eyes flickered secretly.

Such a joke reminded Song Yu of the kiss that night.

The kiss that made him unable to forget until now, his whole body would become hot and his face would be hot when he thought of it.

From then on, Song Yu, who hated being touched by others, could not even accept Yan Baijing's approach at all.

If this problem cannot be resolved, there will still be weird problems in getting along with Yan Baijing in the future.

So Song Yu spoke directly.

"Yan Baijing, I have something to tell you."

Seeing Song Yu's suddenly serious expression, Yan Baijing's heart skipped a beat.

I thought Song Yu would choose to put this matter behind him, but unexpectedly he brought it up first.

He didn't call himself Yida or Baijing, but called out his full name dryly, which made him very uncomfortable.

On the surface, he pretended not to know and cooperated with him.

"what happened?"

The expression on Song Yu's face became firm, "After Lin Anran and I met that day, we were drinking on the playground, do you remember?"

Smiled at him, "Remember, didn't I comfort you that everything will pass?"

Song Yu took a deep breath and looked directly into his own eyes.

"Later you got drunk, and I got dizzy too, and then..."

He paused, "And then we kissed."

Curved the corner of his mouth at him, "So?"

He looked at himself with doubts on his face, "So? You have no other reaction?"

Yan Baijing smiled.

"How should I react? Everything that happened after I was drunk was delirious. What's more, you were in a bad mood that night. It's normal to want to find someone to comfort you?"

Without guilt, he responded to Song Yu's puzzled gaze.

"Besides, isn't it just a kiss?"

The right hand clasped his head, pulled it over, and printed his lips when he was caught off guard.

After a little bit, it loosened.

Seeing his completely stunned expression, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Hey, it's okay when you're sober, isn't it just men playing around and looking for passion, why should you care so much?"

Song Yu's expression seemed to be dumbfounded.

When a person is confused, he does not hesitate to seize the opportunity to brainwash him.

How could he let go of this moment.

"Besides, I've even seen you masturbate. Also, even though I just snuggled up in the dormitory that time, it still counts as a kiss? There's nothing awkward about it."

"Damn it, I haven't kissed any girl in school. I kissed you all. I haven't said anything yet, but you impeached me first."

"According to what you said, next time I masturbate for you, don't you still have to worry about whether I fucked you?"

He frowned, and looked at Yan Baijing in confusion, "So... I'm too awkward?"

Seeing his innocent appearance, I almost couldn't help but go up and kiss him again.

I didn't want him to escape from this confusion, so I answered without hesitation: "Yes."

By the way, he added the sarcasm he didn't like to hear the most.

"It's you who usually yell loudly that you hate tangled girls, but now you're so tangled up because of a joke that you don't know how to get along with me." The corner of the mouth curled up a sneer, "You are indeed Miss Song."

Seeing the confusion fading away on his face, the familiar ruffian smile returned.

"Fuck you, uncle. If I were really a girl, I wouldn't have taken a liking to such a crazy obscene demon like you."

Yan Baijing was a little bit dumbfounded when he was called the word obscene.

"Why did I become a demon? Didn't I just kiss you? Are you trying to make me responsible like a girl?"

Song Yu was fucking a dog.

"I said, why are you so shameless! You don't kiss my sister, you kiss me and play football!"

"Okay, let's do it, just tonight."

"Go, go, go! I won't play with you anymore. I want to eat tiramisu."

After Song Yu finished speaking, he took the tiramisu out of the box. He wanted to give Yan Baijing a fork to eat together, but after thinking about it, he dug two forks with each fork in his left and right hands, and stuffed them all in his mouth.

Seeing Song Yu's angry behavior, Yan Baijing couldn't help laughing.

"Why don't you give it to me, I want to eat too."

"You beg me."

Probably because of his simple and straightforward personality that has always attracted me.

Only then will I find myself liking him more and more day by day.

So I wouldn't mind showing a little weakness in front of him.

"Please."

He was slightly taken aback, then suddenly laughed, "You are paralyzed. If I were really a girl, I would really want to marry seeing you like this."

He simply handed the fork to Yan Baijing.

Two people in the Ferris wheel, you and I ate the Black Forest Tiramisu in one bite.

After a touch of bitterness, it is sweet to the bone marrow.

"Well then, I've already kissed you anyway, why don't you let me be responsible for you for the rest of my life? I can reluctantly accept you."

"...Do you know what humility is?"

"I don't know, teach me."

"..."

"It's rare to leave school today, let's have dinner outside, what do you want to eat?"

"Eat a dick! Do you still have stomach after eating so many sweets?"

"Are you still interested in this? Whose to eat, yours and mine?"

"Damn it, how can you speak yellow accent without blushing!"

Because I like you.

I like to see you speechless by my anger.

I like to see you jumping in anger.

I like to see your simple and direct expression.

I like to see you candidly speaking.

I like to see you troubled because of me.

I think I probably have a disease, the name of the disease is liking you, and the antidote is your name.

My favorite is your smile.

It always makes my depression caused by you dissipate without a trace.

Maybe the childish rumor that two people will be happy riding the Ferris wheel together is true.

I am willing to believe, and I am willing to look forward to it.

Because is you.

It's someone I want to cherish.