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

This year, the two families spent the Chinese New Year together.

Song Ma and Yan Ma were busy preparing dishes in the kitchen, while Yan Baijing, Song Yu and Yan Pa were chatting in the restaurant.

Yan Baijing proposed to buy a larger small two-story villa, and the whole family moved in.

Dad Yan flicked the cigarette ash, "You can pull it down, you bastard, don't hang around in front of me all day. If you really want to live together, you two hot-blooded young people have to restrain themselves in front of us, and I feel aggrieved for you two."

The three men sit together and talk without worrying about wording.

Yan Baijing and Song Yu looked at each other, and Song Yu felt embarrassed at first.

"Dad, we don't particularly often..."

As a result, Dad Yan frowned, "Son, you can't do it? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Yan Baijing almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"Who can't do it anymore! You can eat things and talk nonsense!"

Yan's father smoked leisurely, "Okay, okay, you two should remember to take safety measures, it will hurt you too much."

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Baijing, "I really don't understand, can a man's asshole be as comfortable as a woman's?"

Song Yu couldn't stay any longer after hearing father Yan's vulgar words.

It's funny to joke around like this among peers, but the problem is... this person is clearly asking if he is having a good time.

He finally figured out who Yan Baijing's nasty jokes came from when he opened his mouth in college.

It is true that a father has a son.

Yan Baijing quickly countered back.

He smiled,

"You're so curious, why don't you ask Uncle Wang at the entrance of the village to try it."

Dad Yan raised his fist, "You son of a bitch, I beat you to death."

Yan Baijing dodged a little, took Song Yu's hand and got up.

"Let's go, let me show you the New Year's gift I gave you."

Song Yu really wanted to escape every minute, so he quickly stood up and followed.

The Yan family is really dirty!

Yan Baijing brought Song Yu to his bedroom, and smiled mysteriously at Song Yu.

"Look around for a gift from me."

Song Yu sneered, "What are you doing? Are you still playing with mystery?"

But after all, Song Yu looked around.

He still really wanted to know what gift Yan Baijing gave him.

The layout of Yan Baijing's bedroom remained unchanged, with a big bed in the middle and rows of bookshelves neatly arranged beside it.

At first glance, the bedroom was clean, simple and tidy. Song Yu didn't find any place to hide gifts at all, so he went straight to the bookshelf.

However, when he saw that a certain column of the bookshelf was full of Adam Lambert's albums, Song Yu directly exclaimed.

"Fuck!"

Adamlambert has released three albums in total, but there are many different versions of each album. He once collected all his albums. Later, because he wanted to treat Song’s mother, he sold the house and at the same time sold the most Valuable CDs were sold.

It's always been a pity that he couldn't keep his album well, but what appeared before his eyes was the complete CD, which hadn't been opened yet.

Yan Baijing was enjoying Song Yu's surprised expression at the moment, but this guy turned around and said to himself: "When did you collect it? I never saw these when I was a freshman!"

Yan Baijing was completely helpless.

Why is this guy so unreasonable?

The originally prepared lines were choked back into his stomach by his words.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu helplessly: "Are you an idiot?"

Song Yu was puzzled.

"What are you scolding me for?"

Yan Baijing was a little irritable.

"Are you a pig head! This is a gift!"

This guy's IQ is really worrying.

It wasn't until this time that Song Yu realized what Yan Baijing was talking about as a gift.

So once again, I deeply admire Yan Baijing's carefulness.

"You're always thinking about me?"

Song Yu looked at this row of albums, and felt an unknown emotion in his heart.

Yan Baijing smiled, "You don't need to think about it, as long as you see it, you will remember it."

In fact, Yan Baijing is quite nasty.

But what surprised Song Yu was yet to come.

"This is just the beginning of the presents, and there are things you need to find."

This is just the beginning!

Is this guy designing these all day long?

Although Song Yu was slandering him, he moved honestly and found a gift.

After searching around for a long time and finding nothing, Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing.

"I won't look for it anymore, I can't find it, just send me what you have. The whole set is twisted and twisted, and I know I don't like it."

Yan Baijing sneered, "So the people who thought I was too rough at the time now say I'm not direct enough?"

Song Yu smiled and said, "Can you get out? Hurry up, what do you want to give me, don't hold your breath."

Yan Baijing sighed, "Your IQ should really be recharged."

After all, the slender fingers turned on the computer.

"Damn it! Why didn't I think of it!" Song Yu understood this action immediately. Damn, who said that this house only has so little space, and there is another large space in the computer!

Yan Baijing hooked the corners of his lips, Song Yu saw this little action, "Tch, you can't come up with good words, you better stop talking."

Yan Baijing really stopped talking.

Song Yu was a little amused, "You really don't fucking talk about it!"

Yan Baijing pretended to be innocent, "Didn't you tell me not to say anything?"

In exchange, Song Yu pinched his waist hard.

"Yan Baijing, you are enough."

"Hahahahaha, it's all right, let's stop making trouble."

Then, Song Yu saw Yan Baijing move the mouse to a folder named Song Yu.

The heartbeat gradually became faster unconsciously.

He remembered that this notebook was used by Yan Baijing when he was a freshman.

Song Yu opened this folder, and there were various folders.

Cheerleading, New Year's Eve party, basketball game, campus singer contest, all the activities that Song Yu participated in in college were all carefully preserved by Yan Baijing.

"This is……"

His eyes saw a different folder again.

Sword three.

"Aren't you, are you taking screenshots with me even when you're playing games?"

Yan Baijing opened those folders one by one, and everything they had experienced was presented in front of them.

In the photo, Song Yu smiled broadly and domineeringly.

On the lover's road, Song Yu looked back with a red scarf and smiled, lighting up the dim autumn.

On his tanned face during military training, there are also funny photos taken with Zheng Feng.

At that time, Zheng Feng had a superficially well-behaved senior face, but according to Luo Zifan, Zheng Feng's heart was already darkened.

At that time, immaturity was written all over his face, and there was no trace of helplessness anywhere.

These folders are all Song Yu.

The only photo I have with Yan Baijing is a group photo of everyone at the end of each student union activity.

Seeing this, Song Yu couldn't help feeling a little sorry.

"It's a pity that I didn't save the photo with you."

Yan Baijing smiled.

"No, you just need to know that when you laugh like a fool, you smile at my camera."

Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, my heart was filled with happiness.

In the photo, there is no time when he does not smile, there is the triumphant and excited smile at the end of the basketball game, the wild smile during the cheerleading training, Yan Baijing secretly photographed his smile at the end of the campus singer contest, and the cheerleading end In the end, the whole etiquette team was crying, but he smiled at the camera stupidly.

If these photos hadn't been preserved, Song Yu wouldn't have suddenly realized something.

Since how long ago, he never took his eyes off Yan Baijing.

After that cheerleading dance, he would subconsciously look for Yan Baijing.

If he didn't see Yan Baijing, he would be a little disappointed.

When he was taking a break from the basketball game, his eyes would always be on Yan Baijing, staring at his expression, worried about his physical strength.

He didn't feel the man's voice, no matter how thick and pleasant Luo Zifan's old smokey voice was, he didn't feel how close Luo Zifan was to him.

But Yan Baijing's voice can make him feel uncomfortable all over.

When Yan Baijing approaches him, he will be dazed and nervous...

If he happened to see Yan Baijing looking at him, he would look away guiltily.

As long as it was related to Yan Baijing, he would care about it for a long time.

On the night of October 10st, just a little bit of alcohol made him a little confused and took the initiative to kiss Yan Baijing, and then he woke up.

But did he really wake up later?

Anyone who has drank alcohol knows... If a person does not drink until he is completely drunk, and does not drink until he vomits and has diarrhea, his consciousness will only become clearer the more he drinks, but the more he drinks, the more courageous he will become.

He couldn't remember exactly how he woke up that night.

He only remembered that kiss that made him think about it for a long time, so that when he saw Yan Baijing for a while, his eyes would always fall on his lips.

Song Yu suddenly laughed out loud, looking at the photo of sycamore leaves flying all over the sky.

"Extra."

The name comes from when he and Yan Baijing met for the first time, Yan Baijing said with a crooked smile, "My name is not Yida."

"Miss Song, what are you doing?"

Song Yu looked at the photo in a daze.

He remembered that day, on Lover's Road, a tall boy was quietly patting the leaves of that road with a SLR.

He stepped forward and called his name, and he was immersed in his world without looking back.

But only Yan Baijing knew that at that time, he was thinking of him.

In the center of the photo with nothing but phoenix trees, only Yan Baijing knows who is in that scenery.

"Is there a character missing in this photo of yours?"

Yan Baijing looked at him, with a very warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No, there is no shortage."

The person in that photo no longer needs me to miss through photos.

Song Yu looked at his smiling face that was a little seductive, provocative, and domineering again.

That was when he was dancing in the activity room, and he happened to see Yan Baijing holding a DSLR to shoot him, he saw that person reflexively, and laughed like this.

He didn't know what his expression was, and he didn't understand his mood at that time.

Now looking at that with a hint of seduction.

He sneered.

He remembered the words he asked Yan Baijing subconsciously: "Yida, how are you doing, have you been electrocuted?"

What kind of answer did you expect at that time?

I just remember being a little disappointed after Yan Baijing replied, "Stop making trouble, you are a man."

Later, seeing that Yan Baijing wanted to leave, he ran up to grab his arm and asked him to accompany him.

This series of inexplicable actions...

Think about it now.

It seems that there is such a taste of playing hard to get in it.

Maybe... As early as the first time we met, when I saw his lazy and deep eyes, I already fell in love with him?

Otherwise, why would he be so surprised when he met him again in the dormitory.

Becoming friends may be a matter of course in the subconscious mind.

But in a relationship like a friend, there is still a little selfishness in wanting to be his best friend.

These little emotions that he couldn't understand before were suddenly magnified infinitely in these photos, and he suddenly understood his feelings for Yan Baijing at that time.

Why do you feel so sensitive when you hear Yan Baijing's voice.

Why do you feel nervous when Yan Baijing is close to his body.

Why is it a little unhappy to see Lin Yuan looking for him.

At that time, these feelings were hidden so deeply that he himself didn't realize it.

It turned out that she didn't fall in love with him after losing him at all.

Before I knew it, I was always close to him, wanted to be close to him, and wanted to share all the happiness with him.

This feeling of wanting to share everything with him is the so-called liking.

Song Yu suddenly laughed.

Meeting Yan Baijing's suspicious gaze, Song Yu suddenly pinched Yan Baijing's chin, forced Yan Baijing to bend down, and bit Yan Baijing's lips.

fool.

Turns out we're all idiots.

I actually just realized now that I have liked you very much from the very beginning...