Mountain Stream Autumn

For He Qiuming who appeared in his life, Chen Nanshan couldn't give him a good face.

Chen Nanshan still didn't listen to the class very seriously, and most of the time he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and sometimes he would say hello to the disciplinary committee, and then he left the classroom without looking back, went over the wall and went out of the school to surf the Internet.

He Qiuming is also here, or he came here early to wait.

Chen Nanshan didn't have much affection for this high school student who was one year older than himself, not to mention because he himself was required to read the self-criticism. Although he didn't care on the surface, he remembered He Qiuming's name in his heart. I feel like he's embarrassing him.

16-year-old He Qiuming is very cheerful. He often has a smile on his face. When he stares at people with his eyes, he always makes the person being stared at feel like he is being held in his heart, and he can't help but blush.

But from Chen Nanshan's point of view, all this was He Qiuming's provocation to him, so one day after school, Chen Nanshan looked at He Qiuming standing at the entrance of the alley, raised his eyebrows and said, "Fight?"

He Qiuming didn't seem to expect Chen Nanshan to react like this. He smiled helplessly for a while, then, like the first time they met, he winked at him and whistled, "Peace is the most important thing, child."

"Brother's chief soldier, who do you call a child?"

He Qiuming just smiled, to be precise, he was smiling at Chen Nanshan, his cropped hair made him look ruffian.

Chen Nanshan was terrified by what he saw, and his dissatisfaction was also stimulated.As soon as he threw away his schoolbag, he clenched his fists and greeted He Qiuming, thinking that if he didn't beat He Qiuming to the ground today, he would lie down and do the exercises.

Unexpectedly, the fist didn't hit He Qiuming. Not only did he miss, Chen Nanshan was imprisoned in He Qiuming's arms, and when he turned around, he was pushed against the wall by He Qiuming.

It's the real kind.

Chen Nanshan raised his hands above his head, and He Qiuming pressed him against the wall with one hand, forcing others to have no strength to refute, so they could only glared at He Qiuming angrily, and said angrily, "Let go!"

He Qiuming ignored him, and showed a handsome and handsome smile, which was very pleasing to the eye, but what he said made people feel unhappy, "Don't let go."

Because of this movement, the bodies of the two were extremely close, Chen Nanshan's eyes flickered, and he was very uncomfortable with the current movement, and his hands were held down by He Qiuming, which made Chen Nanshan feel restless all over his body.

A smile flashed across He Qiuming's eyes. Satisfied with Chen Nanshan's reaction, he raised his right hand, rubbed his index finger on Chen Nanshan's lips with a smile, and rubbed it gently.

As soft as expected.

Just don't know how it tastes?

Chen Nanshan was startled, obviously stupefied by He Qiuming's actions, but he came back to his senses in the next second, opened his mouth to curse, and used all his strength to break free from He Qiuming's suppression.

"Get out, He Qiuming, get out of here." Chen Nanshan blushed, fixed his eyes on He Qiuming, and roared loudly, accidentally breaking his voice.

However, even though Chen Nanshan said that, he didn't really look at He Qiuming, because after he finished saying this, he picked up his schoolbag and left.

Rubbing his lips while walking, cursing.

Her delicate face was getting redder and redder.

I don't know if it's shy or frivolous.He Qiuming thought about it, and felt that the latter was more likely.

Thinking of what Chen Nanshan said before he left, He Qiuming smiled, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Child temper.

He Qiuming twitched his fingers, put his right index finger to his lips, stuck out his tongue and licked it, his heart beat like thunder.

He covered his chest, felt his own heartbeat, blew a hooligan whistle, and then pulled the corners of his mouth resignedly, "It's really sweet."

The result of being idle for a while is that Chen Nanshan completely ignores people.

If He Qiuming went to find Chen Nanshan in the first place, he might still have a few words with him, and sometimes he would chat with He Qiuming when he was in a good mood, but now that He Qiuming went to Chen Nanshan, he just pretended not to see him.

He Qiuming sighed, secretly cursing himself for being impatient.

The teacher was talking about quadratic functions on the podium, it was hypnotic, and several of them had collapsed in the classroom.He Qiuming propped his head, turned the pen quickly with his right hand, and moved his eyes from the blackboard to the window, trying to see the opposite school through the shade of trees.

I don't know what Chen Nanshan is doing at the moment?

Yes, He Qiuming likes men, which is commonly known as homosexuality.He knew this a few years ago, because since he was a child, all the boys around him were interested in beautiful girls, but his eyes were always glued to the fair boys in the class.

This is especially true after entering adolescence.

But after knowing his sexuality for several years, He Qiuming hasn't talked to anyone. It's not because he has few desires or high demands, but because he hasn't met anyone he likes in these years.

Originally, He Qiuming thought that he would always be single when he was a student, but who knew that he would meet Chen Nanshan later.He didn't intend to go that time when the two schools made an appointment, but he couldn't stand Zeng Chao's nagging, so he had to go along. As for whether he would make a move, it was another matter.

In his opinion, dating a group of junior high school students would lose face in itself, so he followed them over to see how the group of junior high school students were doing, but among so many people, he saw Chen standing at the very side Nanshan.

At that time, Chen Nanshan was looking at them with squinted eyes, his brows and eyes were light, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, extremely beautiful.

At that moment, He Qiuming's heart was like a galloping horse, and there were only a few lines left in an instant.

fuck it.

He wants this kid.

The more I think about He Qiuming, the more irritable my mood becomes. If I want to blame him, I blame him for itching.

He Qiuming lost his pen, glanced at the teacher's question, stood up and walked towards the podium, thinking that this can't be the case.

Even if it is squeezed, it must be squeezed into Chen Nanshan's heart.