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

For Yan Baijing, Zheng Jingren moved out of the dormitory and Song Yu returned to the dormitory, which was undoubtedly the greatest news.

"You go back..."

Song Yu smiled politely at him, "Thank you for ordering it for me, I don't need it in the future."

After saying this, Song Yu returned to his seat and wiped the table and chairs with a rag.

Yan Baijing experienced the furthest distance in the world.

It wasn't Song Yu's estrangement towards him that he would never forgive, nor was it that Song Yu would never come back, nor was he asking angrily why you lied to me.

Instead, he smiled and said to himself, thank you.

Song Yu felt Yan Baijing's eyes on him all the time, turned around to look straight at Yan Baijing, and slightly bent his lips.

"Now that there is no one in the dormitory, I will finish what I want to say to you, and everything that happened before will be written off."

Yan Baijing nodded hesitantly.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Song Yu's mouth, but everyone knew that that smile was a sign of keeping a distance.

"First of all, I'm very grateful for your liking. If it's too cruel for you to give you an answer that you don't do anything but escape, thank you for taking care of me. To you—"

By the time he said this, Yan Baijing already knew that his death sentence was about to be pronounced.

Since Song Yu also chose to speak up, it meant that Song Yu treated him with respect.

Getting a decisive answer is undoubtedly much better than giving a beam of light and then snuffing it out.

At least, it won't make him suffer for a long time.

Time heals all things.

"Only regret."

No likes, no dislikes, no anger, just innocuous regrets.I am a little bit more familiar with strangers, as if my business partners failed to negotiate this deal, I would like to say politely to each other, it is a pity that I cannot cooperate with you.

He knew Song Yu's regret, and a line of lyrics flashed through his mind.

Don't be friends in the future, friends can't hold hands.

He doesn't complain about Song Yu, liking is a one-sided thing, and he can't ask Song Yu to like himself just because he likes Song Yu unilaterally.

"You will find the person who suits you best, at least you will have the chance to tell him that you like him. And all I want to say is I'm sorry, I can't possibly like you."

Song Yu didn't say anything else, and it's useless to talk about hypocrisy.

Yan Baijing held back tens of thousands of explanations in his heart, all of which turned into a foot of green smoke in Song Yu's free and direct face, swallowed into his stomach, and his chest swelled and hurt.

Song Yu did much better than him who had no courage in this matter.

He thought Song Yu would be awkward on this matter for a long time, but Song Yu didn't.

He thought Song Yu would be embarrassed when he saw him again, but Song Yu didn't.

He thought that Song Yu would handle the relationship between the two of them so that seeing each other would be better than seeing each other, but Song Yu didn't.

Song Yu knows how to give someone who likes her an answer, so Yan Baijing will not expect anything in the future relationship.

This is a good result, good for each other.

he just

It's kind of sad to be rejected.

Song Yu gave him an understanding, it's better than procrastinating.

So he gave Song Yu a smile in return.

Portraying Song Yu's figure into his eyes, "Thank you."

He didn't make himself ugly, didn't make him look like a dog who slaps on people and begs for love.

He didn't let him be stripped naked in front of everyone and mocked like a clown.

With such an ending, he somehow gained some dignity.

All that's left is regret, the company he wants to give him, from beginning to end, can only stay at the stage he wants.

I just……

I found out that I don't want to like anyone except you.

Yan Baijing habitually picked up the book, opened the notebook, and tapped line after line of complicated and boring program statements on the notebook.

Life is back to normal.

Go to class, finish class, read, eat, exercise.

Same as he used to be.

Life is like this, there is no life-and-death entanglement, and there is no love to the point where you can't live without the other party.

But Yan Baijing felt that he was going crazy.

He could see Song Yu every day.

It was very fun to see if Song Yu had eaten on time, or what clothes he was wearing today, and which brothers he was joking with.

When we met at school, Song Yu didn't turn his head away to ignore him, but would still say hello with a smile, "Hi."

"Hi."

There is no text.

The person I like is obviously on the bed opposite to me, as long as I stretch out my hand, I can touch the other person's face.

But he could only listen to the sound of his breathing evenly at night, put his hand close to the distance of five centimeters from his head, and stroke the air.

Don't know when it started.

He is very thirsty.

Sometimes when he saw Song Yu's polite face, he couldn't help but recall in his mind Song Yu's domineering smile on the night of October 10, and said to him in a proud tone: "Come on, dad will teach you how to kiss."

It turned out that the relationship was so good that there was no distance or gap.

He is thirsty.

Hearing Song Yu's breathing every night, my whole body would feel unstoppably hot, first in the head, then spread to the whole body, and finally gathered in the lower abdomen.

He is thirsty.

If Song Yu walked in front of him, his eyes would stay on Song Yu's straight legs, and then slowly move up, to the base of the thighs, and then to the perfectly curled buttocks.His breathing would be short of breath and his mouth would dry out.

He is thirsty.

Because I can't get it, I want it more.

That's why on the night when he smelled Song Yu's body more clearly after exercising, he had his first erotic dream in so many years.

The next morning the wet crotch told him he was hopeless.

Yan Baijing felt that he was going crazy.

No, it's already crazy.

Otherwise, why would he be in the dormitory, in front of Song Yu, holding a pistol and calling Song Yu's name.

Song Yu didn't make him look bad, he made himself shameless and ugly to the extreme.

Song Yu's whole body was tense, from the soles of his feet to his head.

It wasn't until he heard Yan Baijing's panting that was more viscous than the other, and Song Yu's head seemed to be poured into lava, that he cursed loudly:

"Yan Baijing, you are shameless and take me with you!"

Seeing Song Yu's scolding expression, Yan Baijing's heart suddenly flashed a gleam of pleasure.

The pleasure pouring out of my whole body at this moment, wet the sheet.

The corner of his mouth looked at Song Yu with a provocative taste.

"Has Miss Song ever masturbated?"

Song Yu only felt that the anger in his body had nowhere to vent.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Baijing lazily climbed out of bed, and in front of Song Yu, wiped off the stickiness on his body with toilet paper.

Slender fingers, clearly visible muscle veins between the waist and abdomen, and slender and streamlined long legs.

There are still a few drops of sticky cloudy white hanging on such a handsome guy.

The visual impact is also enough to make people's heads heat up.

Not to mention...

He smiled.

"I don't want to do anything, masturbating by the name of the person I like seems to be the most normal thing, right? Didn't you also masturbate in front of me? What, or do you want me to do it for you?"

Song Yu felt that Yan Baijing was sick, and it was not serious.Saying these shameful words is like Yan Baijing gave a speech without drafting when the freshmen entered school.

Song Yu's anger was replaced by shame.

Angry and angry and ashamed.

In these three entangled states, Song Yu's reaction was even funny to himself.

"You...you rascal!"

And this will only make Yan Baijing want to abuse him even more.

Yan Baijing hooked his lips, and rubbed against Song Yu's ears with the voice of a "pornographic male anchor" that Song Yu couldn't stand the most.

"Miss Song, women have a trick to seduce men, which is called refusal and welcome."

Song Yu's whole body went limp from Yan Baijing's trick.

Yan Baijing had long known that Song Yu's ear was his sensitive place, and he felt Song Yu's body froze suddenly when he spoke in Song Yu's ear more than once.

If you want to blame, you can only blame them for being too familiar with each other. He has already known all Song Yu's habits.

No matter how calm the body's reaction was, it couldn't be pretended.

Song Yu shrank his neck, his scalp was numb, and pushed Yan Baijing away, but saw a Yan Baijing he had never seen before.

He looked at Song Yu with burning eyes, which contained too much straightforward lust.

His gaze was so straightforward that Song Yu forgot how to breathe for a moment.

From the first time he saw Yan Baijing, what Song Yu remembered was Yan Baijing's deep and lazy eyes.

At that time, the eyes were easy to dazzle, but at least, those eyes were clean.

Unlike now, it was like being lit on fire, and what burned in his eyes was a naked and straightforward sentence.

"I want to fuck you."

Of course, Yan Baijing didn't miss the gap between Song Yu's daze, bent his head and kissed Song Yu's slightly opened mouth, pinched Song Yu's chin with his slender hands, making it impossible for Song Yu to bite his tongue and break free even if Song Yu reacted.

He wanted to kiss him so badly.

She sticks out her tongue to wrap around his soft, sucking the body fluid overflowing in his mouth.

It seemed that he wanted to confide all his longing for this period of time, regardless of whether Song Yu could accept it or not.

He only knows...

If he doesn't, he'll literally go nuts.

I have never liked someone so much, even if I posted it like a dog and was scolded so ugly, I couldn't help but post it.

He pressed against Song Yu's leg and endured Song Yu's actually weak fist.

And only Song Yu knew the reason why the fist had no strength.

Yan Baijing's kiss was so fierce that he didn't even have a chance to breathe. It wrapped him tightly without leaving any gaps, greedily plundering the air in his mouth.

And the more he wanted to struggle, the more he wasted his energy, so he punched out useless limp fists.

Song Yu just felt ashamed and thrown at home.

A man was forcefully kissed by another man until his whole body was so soft that there was no room for retaliation, and he couldn't even push him away.

Only then did he realize that kissing can really make your legs go weak.

This one-sided wet kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Song Yu felt that he was going to suffocate, his eyes turned black, and he gasped for breath like a dying fish in water.

But I only saw Yan Baijing licking the red and swollen lips that had been kissed just now, this small gesture was sexy and terrifying.

But Song Yu only had a feeling of being humiliated.

And Yan Baijing then said three words to him with a cold smile, which made him feel cold all over.

"You're hard."