I heard you want to flirt with me?

Entering the third year of senior high school, almost everyone has entered a high-intensity review stage. More and more people are memorizing and brushing up questions, and the exercise book is getting thicker and thicker.

There are more and more teachers taking up physical education classes, and gradually there are almost no physical education classes.

Cao Yan also bought a calendar with the countdown to the college entrance examination, and hung it next to the blackboard. The bright red numbers were printed on the white paper. Every time he looked up, he could notice that the numbers were decreasing in multiples of ten.

The tail of summer is gradually left behind, the autumn wind sweeps up the fallen leaves, and it gradually becomes cooler every day.

As the captain of the basketball team, Song Suqing also resigned from this position after entering the third year of high school, but he still plays basketball occasionally. After all, studying honestly is not suitable for him.

"Brother Che, I want to play golf." He said lying on the table, his hair was messy, and it looked like he was caught by himself.

Su Yunche looked down at him, stretched out his hand to comb his hair, inserted his slender fingers into the tips of his hair, and scratched his palm with dry and frizzy hair.

This kid has been forced to do too many questions recently, and as soon as he gets annoyed, he can't help torturing his hair. His hair, which is in good shape, looks like a doghouse now.

He looked up at the clock, it was only six o'clock, and there was still an hour and a half before the evening class.

"Go play, I'll go find you when the time comes."

"Okay." Song Suqing stood up abruptly, grabbed Wen Jiang by the collar and went out.

I don't know how long it took, the sunset outside the window covered the classroom, and the desks were all red.

It's almost 07:30.

Su Yunche lightly patted Zhuo Yuanjing's shoulder at the front table: "I have something to leave for a while, and when the teacher asks, you can just say that Song Er and I have something to do."

Although Zhuo Yuanjing didn't look back, she nodded vigorously.

After that incident, Zhuo Yuanjing also gradually got up with them, and would discuss the latest manga with Song Suqing after class.

Obviously shyness is still on his face, but when talking about these things, he is always eloquent.

The school basketball team usually trains in the indoor basketball hall. Due to the high noise of the training, the basketball hall and badminton hall are arranged in very remote places.

Not many people came, so that the weeds on the side of the road grew violently.

As soon as Su Yunche approached the basketball hall, he heard heated arguments inside. He didn't pay attention to it, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

He rushed over quickly, pushed open the heavy door, everyone argued loudly, tit for tat, and someone's fist landed on Song Suqing's face while pushing.

Su Yunche's eyes were empty for a moment, without saying a word, he took a big stride, rushed up and grabbed the man by the collar and punched him.

In an instant, the entire basketball arena was silent.

"Who are you, why did you hit me?" The man who was knocked down on the ground covered half of his face, seeing Su Yunche staring at him without speaking, he quickly backed away several steps in fright.

Song Suqing was at the side, blinking blankly, stepped forward and tugged at Su Yunche's sleeve: "Brother Che..."

"Are you hurt? I saw you fall just now, does it hurt?" Su Yunche turned and looked at him with sincere and clean eyes.

"........."

Song Suqing finally understood that his brother Che thought he was being bullied, so he protected him.

"Brother Che, I'm fine, we are rehearsing."

Su Yunche: "Rehearsal?"

The man on the ground got up, rubbed his butt, and looked aggrieved: "We prepared a sketch performance, and the senior thought it was fun, so he rehearsed with us."

"Really?" He looked sideways at Song Suqing.

"En." Song Suqing smiled, stepped forward and stopped his waist from behind. He still had the heat from playing just now, and his body was warm. "I finished playing half an hour ago, but I think It was still early, so I sat here for a while. Then I saw these kids coming to rehearse, and they said that one of them happened to have not come yet, so I will act for them."

Su Yunche glanced at all the people present, and indeed they didn't know each other. They were not wearing school uniforms, and there were a lot of props piled up on the ground.

It does appear to be rehearsing.

He hurriedly bowed slightly and apologized to them, then turned around and asked, "But... since you've finished playing, why don't you go back to the classroom, why are you just sitting here?"

"Wait for you to pick me up." Song Suqing grinned, turned her head and said to the person who was beaten, "I was really sorry just now, we still have something to do, so we left first."

His broad palm slowly slid into Su Yunche's fingers, and with a light grip, the palm was warm and dry.

After leaving the gymnasium, he found that the sky was dyed orange, but he didn't want to go back to the classroom even more.

He gently pulled Su Yunche, and slowly walked into the badminton next door. There was no one there, except for two desks in front of the badminton net.

I heard that after two students were caught cheating in the monthly exam last week, the school leaders put them in the badminton hall for a re-examination. It may be that time they fell here.

Su Yunche sat directly on the chair, while Song Suqing sat on the table with a jump, her legs were shaking slightly, and the table was still creaking.

"Why did you come here?" Su Yunche looked up at him.

The orange-red sunlight came in through the glass window, but it fell on Song Suqing's body little by little, forming layers of orange-red haze.

Song Suqing lowered her head and rubbed Su Yunche's fingers, just after that punch, his fingers were slightly red.

He felt a little distressed, and murmured: "Brother Che, does your hand hurt? Why is that man's head so hard? It hurt your hand."

"Then do you hurt?" Su Yunche raised his eyes and stared at him.

When he just came in, he saw Song Suqing lying on the ground, his mind went blank instantly, and he rushed up without saying a word.

But looking back slowly now, it seems that the kid backed away slowly and sat on the ground at that time.

Such clumsy acting skills... He was actually frightened at the time.

"It doesn't hurt. When I think about you fighting for me just now, it doesn't hurt at all." Song Suqing gently rubbed his palm.

Rubbing the thin cocoon, it felt a little itchy, and my heart was also numb.

Su Yunche's eyes were clear and bright, like a cold spring in a mountain stream. Although the surface was calm and cold, there was a turbulence hidden deep inside.

"Isn't this what it should be?" His voice was also very soft.

"Brother Che..." Song Suqing lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickered, her voice just now seemed to fall on his heart word by word, and the flowers planted on the ground slowly bloomed.

Su Yunche smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to rub his head, the orange-red sunset sprinkled on his hair, and it was even dyed crimson as it danced gently.

"Seeing someone I like being bullied, how could I sit idly by."

"Brother Che..." Song Suqing raised her hand and gently hooked his chin. He was facing the sunset, his face was a little vague, and his breath was hot, lingering on both sides.

Su Yunche followed the trend and raised his head. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, he fell down with a kiss.

The thin lips were a little cold, and they were tinged with warmth.

Su Yunche pushed him away, subconsciously licked his lips, and found that his lower lip had been bitten by him.

He raised his eyes and stared at him: "There is a bloody smell."

"Sweet." Song Suqing reached out to hold the back of his head, and leaned closer.

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly fell, and a large swath of crimson wrapped all the ambiguity.

Autumn leaves fell to the ground, and the cold wind blew away.

The weather is suddenly cold, and winter is here again, and clusters of snow like velvet flowers are falling down.

Su Yunche accidentally caught a cold because he stayed up late to study the questions. When he woke up the next day, his body was a little hot and his mind was a little dazed.

"Brother Che, come and drink the medicine." Song Suqing gently helped him up and let him lean on her shoulder.

He usually accompanied Su Yunche to recite books and brush up questions, but last night he went to bed a little earlier, and when he woke up, he found that the person in his arms was very hot.

He was so frightened that he immediately notified Jian Zang to call his personal doctor, who gave him an IV drip, and only after the fever subsided, did he let the doctor leave.

Su Yunche leaned in his arms, opened his eyes slightly, saw the glass in the hands with sharp knuckles, and glanced: "...can you pour more water, don't hold it like this, a big packet of antipyretic powder , you just poured a quarter of the water, what do you mean?"

"This medicine is so strong, one sip is worth several sips of others." Song Suqing shook the glass lightly. Because it was too thick, there were still some particles floating on the water surface and did not dissolve.

Su Yunche looked up at him, his little face was flushed, and the breath he exhaled was also very hot, and he said softly: "But the properties of the medicine are the same, you have so little water, the medicine is even more bitter."

Song Suqing was so hot that her face turned red, and the hot air hit her neck, which was very seductive.

"... Then I'll pour some more water."

He reached for the hot water pot by the bed, and carefully poured a few more drops into it.

Su Yunche glanced at him: "...At least half a glass of water."

"……Fine."

Song Suqing was devastated, so he had to pour half a glass of water. He was afraid that the water would be too hot, so he held the bottle with both hands and rolled it gently, feeling a little warm, before bringing it to Su Yunche's mouth.

Su Yunche lowered his head to play with the little yellow duck in his arms, squeezed its mouth, and tugged at its fat belly.

It was given by Song Suqing at the time, and the two of them went to grab the claw machine several times afterwards, but none of the dolls they caught later was more beautiful than this little yellow duck.

Seeing the water cup approaching, he consciously opened his mouth and waited for Song Suqing to feed him. The warm granule was delivered to his mouth, with a tangy medicinal smell.

Song Suqing looked at the person in her arms, seeing him drinking in small sips, she couldn't help rubbing his hair with her other free hand, wrapping her cool fingertips around his soft hair.

"Brother Che, what do you want to eat tonight?" He murmured.

Su Yunche raised his head and gulped down the medicine, then wiped his mouth hastily: "I want to drink duck blood vermicelli soup."

Song Suqing thought for a while: "This should be easy to do."

He quickly supported Su Yunche's shoulders, let him lie flat on the bed, got up cleanly, stepped over his body and got off the bed.

"What are you doing?" Su Yunche saw that he was starting to put on his clothes, obviously looking like he was about to go out, so he got up quickly and reached out to grab the hem of his clothes.

Song Suqing looked back at him, and smiled naively: "Didn't you say you want to eat duck blood vermicelli soup? I'll go buy it for you right now? I wanted to make it myself. I think it's better not to take poison when you are sick now. I'd better go out and buy it for you."

Su Yunche propped himself up and sat up, seeing Song Suqing busily getting dressed, he suddenly felt that being sick was fine.

Someone cares, someone hurts.

"Song Er..."

Song Suqing turned around and looked at him: "Brother Che, why..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yunche pulled his belt and pulled it suddenly.

He bent down, and saw a pair of clear eyes approaching, and the thin lips with the fragrance of medicine brushed gently.

His eyes suddenly went blank for a moment, and he heard someone whispering in his ear, "This is a reward for you."

Suddenly, he felt itchy again.

The sparkling water in his eyes stared at the person in front of him.

Su Yunche's face was still a little flushed due to the fever, his nose was a little red, and his eyes were stained with water mist, which was as clear and clear as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Brother Che, let me take a good look at you."

Su Yunche smiled, grabbed his hand, and touched his cheeks. The thick palms were warm, and along the cheeks, they warmed up his ears.

"Look." His eyes were clean and bright, like a cat that has been obediently waiting to be licked.

Song Suqing: "..." Damn it, it's so fucking cute, I miss it.

"Brother Che, do you know what I'm thinking?" He swallowed subconsciously.

Su Yunche stared blankly, but didn't speak.

Song Suqing smiled, and slowly leaned forward, kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Fortunately, it's my brother Che who actually guessed my inner thoughts."

There was a patter of snow outside the window, and even a little snow fell.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve, and 2020 can wash away all the lead and shine brightly.

Also, I don't plan to write a side story.

I originally planned to write about his university, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing special, so I stopped writing.

In addition, please pay in advance! ! !

"I'm the Dad That Can't Be Edited".Sand sculpture Ruan Meng was attacked by an old gangster and a fake gentleman, and the story of living together and becoming the same bed, for those who are interested, you can watch it.

Curved Little Theater:

The two of them went to the mall to buy some things on National Day, but there were too many people, and they dispersed as they walked.

Su Yunche made two phone calls but found no one answered, so he went directly to the workstation.

"Hello, can you broadcast a missing person announcement for me?"

The staff looked at the young man in front of him, and said silently in his heart: so handsome

"Of course, what is the content of the broadcast?"

"Song Suqing, his boyfriend is looking for him." Su Yunche said.

Staff member: "..." Sure enough, all handsome guys have owners.

After less than 10 minutes, I saw a tall boy running over and hugging the boy.

"Brother Che, I almost thought I couldn't find you." Song Suqing hugged him, rubbing his chin on his shoulder.

Su Yunche hugged him back for a while, then let go of him: "Your phone is out of battery?"

"Yeah." Song Suqing nodded.

"Then let's go home and stop shopping." Su Yunche turned around and bowed slightly to the staff, "Thank you."

Then the two boys left hand in hand, leaving only the staff member, the dog.

staff member:"…………"

感谢在2019-12-2618:38:47~2019-12-3122:09:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Ly5 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!