[Nezha Lotus Root Cake] Mangcao Romanticism

Regarding the delivery of breakfast, Nezha did not get any response.I didn't receive the usual witty "Is it because there are too few math homework, do you think you have too much sleep time?" Nor did I receive a simple "Thank you".

In fact, this behavior is already a real show of goodwill, and it is something that the students will only do when they see each other and start to flirt.The boy brings breakfast to the girl he likes, and the girl passes a bottle of water to his sweetheart when he is playing ball.If Ao Bing responded, it would be like they also took this step.

But Ao Bing didn't respond, and it's rare that Nezha didn't go up to ask for credit.In fact, he was a little scared, afraid that he would be too anxious and scare people.But he couldn't help it, couldn't help wanting to be nice to him, and after hearing his words about breakfast, he wanted him to eat something decent and warm every morning.

When we met at school, Teacher Ao, as usual, played witty jokes with them in class, and was merciless when he handed out the papers.The fundus of the eyes was a little dark, and there was still a smile on the lips, still so clear and gentle.

On the contrary, Nezha himself was worried that the pressure was too urgent, and he didn't dare to sneak into his office as openly as before.

The first time I brought him breakfast, I was apprehensive, but the second time I was inexplicably confident.Nezha hung the breakfast that was exactly the same as his own on the ear of the cool compass, and then rode away.

It finally got to Saturday, the teacher was nervous, and the hearts of the students were already flying.No matter what Taiyi said, the monthly exam is coming soon, and the college entrance examination is not far away, so hurry up and don't play around, the boys still have to use their rest time to play ball.

Yang Jian and the others were invited to a three-on-three bullfight by the seniors. Nezha pretended to be good for a week, and now he was in high spirits.The appointment with them was a few of the top three in high school, so besides the boys who played with their class, there were also a few beautiful seniors beside the court.

There were girls watching, and the group of stupid boys were playing with all their strength, their adrenaline rushing stupidly, as if what they were holding was not a ball, but the dignity of their boys.

In such a fierce scene, Nezha could distract himself and catch a glimpse of Ao Bing passing by.He came from the direction of the cafeteria, he must have just had dinner, and he doesn't know what he ate.

Nezha slowed down the dribble, then suddenly threw the ball and rushed towards Ao Bing like crazy.It was the ball from the next court that got out of hand, and it was so heavy that it was about to hit Ao Bing on the head.

It was only a few seconds, but it was prolonged for a long time.Ao Bing looked up at Nezha with his wearily drooping eyes, and then opened them wider and wider.Nezha was so tall, and he rushed towards him suddenly. There was no fear in his eyes, just pure confusion, and he even raised his arms subconsciously, as if to catch Nezha.

But Nezha didn't want to jump into his arms. When he reached Ao Bing with one hand, he held him tightly and pulled him into his arms, and stretched his other hand behind his face.

They were so far away that Nezha wasn't sure if he could outrun the ball.So he hugged Ao Bing with one hand and reached for the ball with the other.The fingertips touched, weakening the speed and strength of the ball a little, it slowed down, and still hit heavily on the back of Ao Bing, who was staggered and changed positions by Nezha.

Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, then turned around and grabbed Nezha's wrist as soon as he stood firmly in Nezha's arms.Nezha's nails were smashed, blood gushed out and dripped from his fingertips to the ground.

Someone was running towards them, shouting "It's all right" and "I'm sorry", but Ao Bing didn't care about anything, and didn't care about where they are now, so he grabbed Nezha's wrist and said fiercely, Nezha Li, why are you so reckless! ?

Nezha was half a head taller than Teacher Ao, and he carried him from the playground to the school infirmary like a chicken, not only did he not say a word, he didn't dare to show his air.

But the school doctor was not in the evening self-study class, and had already locked the door and left early. Ao Bing couldn't open the door, and his brows, which had been frowned all the way, were furrowed even deeper.He was facing the door sideways, and just as he was holding up the hem of his trousers, he was suddenly stopped by Nezha.

Don't panic.Nezha spoke softly behind him, stepped forward and raised his free hand to touch the spare key on the door frame.At the beginning of school, he came here to change the gauze twice, and he figured out everything.

As soon as he was interrupted by the locked door, Ao Bing's momentum suddenly let go.When they entered the infirmary, Nezha consciously dragged a stool to the desk and sat down, waiting for Ao Bing to bring alcohol and gauze.

More than half a month ago, Nezha pretended to be in pain for rubbing against Ao Bing's car, but now that he was really hurt, he kept silent.Ao Bing was so angry and anxious just now, Nezha couldn't bear to make him frown again.

Ao Bing found all the things he needed and came over, washed his blood first, sterilized him, and then took his hand to cut the broken nail bit by bit.Fortunately, it only cut a little bit on the side, and the blood bleeds because the ball was too heavy and broke the flesh.

Nezha watched Ao Bing leaning his back a little bit in front of him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to coax him, so he said, fortunately, he was left-handed, haha, otherwise I would be exempted from the monthly exam next week.

What are you talking about?Ao Bing quickly retorted him with a sigh, but didn't continue talking, ten fingers connected to the heart, which hurts the pain.

Ao Bing cut a piece of gauze and folded it up carefully, then gently wrapped it around his fingertips, and said slowly, you can't do such a dangerous thing in the future, you know?If the ball were heavier, what would you do if you broke your phalanx?

Nezha thought that what Ao Bing said was stupid, if he didn't stop him, would he be watching him being smashed?But he wouldn't say that, just like Ao Bing thinks he's the one who messed up.

Maybe the pain in his fingertips tugged at his heart, maybe the atmosphere was so rare, his math teacher, who was always gentle and gentle, lost his temper because of him, and shook his hand all the way because of his panic.

Nezha opened his mouth cautiously, and he said, Teacher, do you love me?

Ao Bing paused holding the gauze hand, he didn't look up, wrapped Nezha carefully, let go of his hand, raised his head to look at him, smiled, and replied, "My heart aches, you are mine." Students, of course I feel distressed.

Ao Bing originally wanted to talk to Nezha after the monthly exam, but he didn't expect to come so fast that he couldn't stop him.

Sure enough, Nezha didn't understand, he just smiled, his eyes lit up with yearning light.He reached out to hold Ao Bing's hand, using the one that had just been let go.The warmth in the palms is unique to a boy of this age, exuberant enthusiasm.The enthusiastic Nezha looked at him, smiled, and called him, teacher.

At this point, he will call him or teacher.He said, teacher, I love you too.I like you.