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

Mother Song saw all of this from the window.

Finally, it turned into a sigh.

Luo Zifan followed Mama Song's gaze and almost flew up in fright.

He read it right, this guy Yan Baijing was pressed against the wall by a scrawny paper man and forced to kiss him.

Eating so much food and growing so many children, is it all for nothing?

After silently complaining that the focus was wrong, he was a little hard to speak to Song's mother.

But she heard Song's mother sighing slowly.

"I've already seen it."

……

Mother Song's voice was a little tired.

"When Yu'er came home in the first semester of his freshman year, his mouth was full of Yan Baijing's name. I've never seen him care so much about anyone. He also said Yan Baijing when he was eating, and he was always talking about that kid when he was watching TV and playing games. At that time, I had a faint feeling that something was wrong. But I think it's me, an old woman, who thinks too much."

"But my son, don't I understand? When he failed the 7th exam and came home, I called the school to ask about Yan Baijing."

"The school told me that Yan Baijing went abroad. That kid is really good, but your instructor told me that the kid is gay, which is not normal. When I see Yu'er like that, I understand everything..."

Known child Moruomu.

Mothers are always the first to notice how their children feel.

"I don't blame Yu'er for wasting my own studies. I just hope that he can come out, and I can't blame that outstanding child. After all, Yu'er's academic problems are the fault of Yu'er...I hated myself for being incompetent at that time. If I If I have the ability, I will also send Yu'er abroad, let him go abroad to experience and see the world that I have never seen..."

Speaking of this, Song Ma's eyes were a little red.

"Yu'er's life is too hard. He has never cried in front of me since he was a child. He is a very sensible child."

"When I sent him to elementary school that year, because his family was poor, the class teacher didn't care much about Yu'er, and put him in the last row. There were more than 80 students in a class, so far away from the blackboard. Yu'er told me stories every day. , who made someone cry in class today, whose things were stolen..."

"Yu'er is my son, and his thoughts are easy to guess. At that time, he was sitting in front of the TV and saw the public service advertisement of the mother washing feet, and immediately smiled and said to me, 'Mom, I will wash your feet. Bar?'"

"He always does what he thinks of, and never shows me his sad emotions."

"He is better than anyone else in my heart... But, he has a dragging mother like me..."

"He is so thin that he doesn't complain in front of me. He brings me apples every day..."

"I looked into his wallet while he wasn't paying attention that day, and there was only 5 yuan left in his wallet. When he came back that night, he still had a bag of apples in his hand... Apples are about 3 yuan, 1 yuan for the bus fare, He only spent a dollar for food all day..."

Song's mother broke down in tears as she spoke.

Luo Zifan looked distressed.

Song's mother grabbed Luo Zifan's arm, with a painful expression on her face, "Son, can you tell Song's mother...how did he pay the 2000 yuan for medical expenses that day?"

Luo Zifan was taken aback.

I saw a list of medical and hospitalization expenses that Song Ma took out from the drawer...

There are also shallow creases. It looks like it was hastily folded and put in the pocket, and then fell out.

Coincidentally, it ended up in Song Ma's hands.

It was impossible for Luo Zifan to tell this sad mother what happened that day again.

He comforted Song Ma's head, "Song Ma, the money matter, we three sons will worry about it together, so don't worry about it."

Song Ma looked at Zifan gratefully: "I saw that his face was pale that day, and he looked as if he had lost his soul. I was just... afraid that he would go the wrong way..."

mother and son heart...

Song's mother really doesn't know her son well.

Luo Zifan still lied.

"Song Ma, Song Yu has a sense of propriety, don't worry about him."

Mama Song changed the topic again, and finally returned to the main topic, "That kid Yu'er is too playful, and I don't know if it will bring trouble to that kid Bai Jing..."

Luo Zifan held back his smile.

"No, Yan Baijing wishes Song Yu could trouble him."

What a Yan Baijing, the two of you came out of the closet without any precautions.

Fortunately, I met Song Ma.

"At first, I didn't want Yu'er to see that boy Bai Jing again..."

"Look at how happy he looks today, forget it, if I fight with him again over this matter, he will wrong himself again just to make me happy... Hey... this kid..."

Luo Zifan really admired Song's mother. She raised Song Yu so much by herself, and she could persuade herself with this mentality when encountering homosexuality.

Just to make Song Yu happy.

Great love knows no bounds, probably like Mama Song.

"However, you must not tell Yu'er and Bai Jing these words. Mother Song has to investigate Bai Jing again."

Mama Song frowned, full of charm.

Luo Zifan was taken aback.

"Oh, good, good, it's time to take the test!"

Hahahahahahahahahahaha, Yan Baijing, Yan Baijing, you who have always claimed to be a genius in exams, face Song Ma's exams, without me giving you a thorough examination, I will see how you pass!

Marrying a wife is not so easy!

Song Yu and Yan Baijing kissed and kissed each other, and said everything that should be said, Yan Baijing took Song Yu's hand without any hesitation.

The two of them interlocked their fingers like a young couple in love and walked out.

Yan Baijing buckled him very tightly.

Song Yu also buckled Yan Baijing very tightly.

Luo Zifan sent a text message to Yan Baijing, "Take Song Yu out to play, wherever you want to go, don't come back if you can't win tonight. Don't worry if Mama Song has me here."

Yan Baijing sneered.

After seeing Song Yu, my heart seemed to be filled to the brim.

It seems like every minute counts.

Seeing Yan Baijing's wretched smile, Song Yu frowned.

"What are you looking at, laughing so wretchedly."

Yan Baijing showed Song Yu the text message.

Song Yu was taken aback.

A chill ran from the soles of the feet to the back of the head along the back.

Yan Baijing felt Song Yu's hand loosen.

Seeing Song Yu's face suddenly pale as paper.

"what happened?"

Song Yu bit her lower lip and struggled for only a second.

"Bai Jing, I want to tell you something, I know you can't accept it, because I'm disgusting myself... If you find out about this and you can't accept it, then you leave me now, I won't blame you you."

Yan Baijing knew that Song Yu had something to say, but it must be very important to scare Song Yu like this.

Song Yu really couldn't hide things in his heart.

Rather than concealing it all the time, delaying it for a day is a day, he would rather make it clear from the beginning.

At least, you don't have to worry about it every day, for fear that one day he will leave you.

"I……"

Song Yu paused.

"I……"

Those words are too embarrassing to say.

Song Yu was really too hard to say.

However, Yan Baijing understood.

Combined with the disgust he said before, and whether he can accept such words.

Yan Baijing understood.

But Yan Baijing just hugged him in his arms.

He whispered in his ear: "I'm sorry, I caused you to suffer so much."

Yan Baijing was really distressed.

From the first moment he saw Song Yu's thin body, his heart never stopped aching.

The kid who used to have a rogue-like smile on the corner of his mouth, the kid who was radiant on the stage, the kid who was charming...

Today, only skin and bones remain.

He suddenly understood what Song Yu meant when he said: "I have nothing..."

Yan Baijing continued to whisper in his ear:

"Your lost dignity, I will help you find it back, your smoothed thorns can be pierced into me, I will use every day from now on to repay you for the pain you have suffered all these years, you have been bent by me I will bear the responsibility."

Song Yu really couldn't push this guy who made him feel at ease when he came back.

Song Yu smiled.

"You fucking...don't make me cry."

Yan Baijing smiled.

"Cry, why don't we go cry on the Ferris wheel?"

Yan Baijing pointed to the playground not far away.

It happened to be nightfall.

"Didn't you say that you want to ride the Ferris wheel with me under the night sky? Then, I want to eat double skin milk, tiramisu, and red bean milk tea..."

Yan Baijing suddenly played a rogue.

Song Yu had never seen Yan Baijing acting like a rascal and acting like a spoiled child.

My heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's paw, and I kept jumping vigorously.

Seeing the strange blush on Miss Song's face, Yan Baijing leaned into Song Yu's ear again in a greasy voice and said:

"I still want to... eat you."

Song Yu's whole body seemed to be hit by an electric current.

"I said you guy...why do people on the street start playing hooligans?"

That being said, Yan Baijing's flirting skills are simply amazing.

Just being teased by Yan Baijing's words, he was so hot all over.

The feeling of swelling in his lower body made him wonder if Yan Baijing brought his own aphrodisiac.

"Didn't you say that I am a male pornographic anchor? I made a special trip to the campus broadcasting room in Canada to practice."

This fucking estrus was sent abroad.

In order to prevent Yan Baijing from making a fuss on the street, Song Yu decided to divert Yan Baijing's attention.

He pointed to the sky.

"Look! Star..."

Before he could say the second star, Yan Baijing had already blocked his mouth.

Song Yu felt Yan Baijing's tongue go straight in.

This feeling of being oppressed everywhere makes him particularly uncomfortable. Anyway, isn't he just shameless than anyone else?

Song Yu also kissed back vigorously. He couldn't count how many times he had kissed this guy. Anyway, this guy's mouth is quite refreshing now.

The kiss between two people tells each other their hearts, there is nothing but miss and longing.

A tug-of-war where no one will let anyone else.

It seems that there is no distinction between each other, and it seems that they are proving each other's love more.

Although they didn't sit on the Ferris wheel, under the gaze of the towering Ferris wheel, the two kissed passionately.

When they separated, even if people around them looked at them strangely, they only had each other in their eyes.

Yan Baijing still held Song Yu's hand, fingers intertwined.

"Let's go, let's go eat something first."

Song Yu pursed his lips and smiled.

"And eat me again?"

Yan Baijing was taken aback.