Don’t Talk To Me!

Duan Lei watched Yu Sheng playing his mobile phone for most of the class, and was shocked by his good mood that Sheng Sheng never seemed to have.

He only knew Yu Sheng in the second year of high school. Before this, the name was just a legend on the rivers and lakes for most people.

A freshman with a gentle name and a harmless appearance looks up to the long-known school bully of High School Three, and beats the school bully to the point where no one knows it. He hugs the leg of the passing education director cry.

At the end, the two sides wrote together to check the back punishment, the school hegemony transferred to school, and Yu Sheng became famous in the first battle.

Later, Lei Duan learned that Yu Sheng's beating was because a honest boy in their class had been blocked by the school bully for money.

Yu Sheng and their class teacher in high school don't care about anything. The boys told the teacher several times, and the answer was "Reflections are there any problems you have."

Boys can’t help it, and they dare not tell others that after changing a few roads and being blocked, they can only honestly pay for the disaster.

The initial pocket money was enough, but the more people there were, the more they were from fifty to one hundred.

Later, the boy's performance plummeted, and the man was already a bit dazed. Duan Lei also saw him twice, and almost thought there was something wrong with his brain.

Yu Sheng forgot to bring things back from school and ran into this accident.

At that time, the senior high school tyrant led someone to block the boy, and pulled his clothes down to cover his head. He hesitated and asked him to kneel down and climb over.

...

When it happened to Sheng in the past to solve the problem, the stupid man had to speak hard, threatening the honest boy who could never get to high school safely.

As soon as Yu Sheng went hand in hand, he wept someone accidentally.

Duan Lei actually couldn't figure it out when he knew this: "Brother Sheng, this is not a bad thing for you. Why didn't you tell your classmates at that time?"

No one knew about the fight, only Yu Sheng nearly beat him up for a penalty.

The students in the first grade of higher school were afraid of Sheng Sheng because of this matter, and they were all trembling with words. They dared not show up in the atmosphere beside his seat.

Yu Sheng didn't explain to him later, but just found a very Buddhist reason: "It's too much trouble, too lazy to say."

Duan Lei thought he probably didn't want to talk about it for any reason, so he never asked him again.

Later, Duan Lei also saw the boy twice. He was more energetic than before, and his grades went all the way. Every time I met Yu Sheng on the road, I had to blush and greet me. Once I was sent to an examination room, I also tried to cross Yushan to pass a note to Yu Sheng.

Duan Lei was also on the scene at that time, and he was almost crazy because of envy: "What is this? Crow feeding back? Brother Sheng, you can't see it, I don't want to see it, I want to see..."

"Don't read it." Yu Sheng buttoned the small note and was in a good mood. "Check carefully and believe that you can do it."

Duan Lei scratched his heart for half of the exam, and finally was so annoyed that Sheng couldn't stand it, and threw the note to his desk.

As a result, he opened it with anger and found that there was only one line written on the paper, which was very solemn and diligent, and he tried to add a row of bold exclamation marks: double check, believe yourself! ! You can! ! !

Duan Lei looked back, just as Sheng was looking over there.

The boy wearing thick wine-bottom glasses grinned shyly, slammed his fist twice, and made a lip: "Come on!"

At the end of the exam, Duan Lei wanted to talk to the buddy, and Yu Sheng carried him around in a circle and dragged him to the cafeteria.

...

All in all, in the eyes of Duan Lei and the entire second year of high school, Yu Sheng is definitely not the freehand tearing school bully that his high school classmates had in mind. It's an ordinary classmate who is a bit cold and doesn't seem to get along well, but he has a very good temper and is even quite helpful.

But even if this impression is already very common, the attribution that was "a little cold and does not look so easy to get along with" in the past, no one would dare to take it off without help.

In the first half of high school in the second semester, they played the truth in the middle of the night and talked about whether Brother Sheng would not laugh. Duan Lei also deliberately carefully recalled: "Don’t talk nonsense, in the two months I sat at the same table with Brother Sheng See him laugh at least three times."

Then I gained a deep sympathy from a group of people.

Duan Lei feels that he really has no sympathy in this matter.

He only sat at the same table with Yu Sheng during the period when he first started school. In his impression, Yu Sheng was not as violent as he was sleeping, and he was not as violent as the rumor.

He just couldn't help feeling that Yu Sheng seemed not so happy.

Even if you laugh with others, it doesn't have to be really happy. Occasionally, at a certain moment, he even felt a bit lonely sitting at the table watching Yu Sheng, who was full of lively and noisy classrooms.

This feeling has not improved much even after having a group of their friends.

...

Therefore, Duan Lei still feels that he is now playing happily on his mobile phone, and even has a relaxed smile. It is likely that he was out of the summer camp.

This thought did not continue to haunt him for too long.

After the class teacher reminded the beginning of the early self-study and announced the dissolution, Duan Lei watched the door flashing a very cold man in black.

Looking at the phone against the wall, the black shirt has a simple shape and strong lines, carrying a plastic bag that can't see the content, and holding a pure black umbrella in the left hand.

The tip of the umbrella was pointed on the ground, and a small unmarked water trail was opened.

Duan Lei felt that he seemed a bit familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen him, instinctively nervous: "Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng! Be careful--"

Yu Sheng was packing up the newly issued book, raised his head in sound, saw the figure outside the door, and raised his eyebrow.

"We cover you." Duan Lei ran out of responsibility, took the initiative to stand up, blocking the angle of the black man outside looking towards Yu Sheng: "Hurry up, don't look back."

...

Duan Lei, who was patted on the shoulder by Sheng Pai and sat down in a circle, couldn't figure out: "Why?"

"I think it's because of this." Three hundred and two people are also paying close attention to the situation outside, probing over to hook his shoulder, "Look."

Duan Lei looked up.

The people in the class were almost clean, leaving only a few of them still going to the Internet cafe, preparing to pretend to inadvertently and accidentally slip right to the entrance of the Internet cafe.

The hallway was quite clean, and Yu Sheng stood beside the black shirt. Without saying a word, the schoolbag was picked up.

The black shirt took a coat from the plastic bag, pulled the man to his chest, and put it on for him.

Duan Lei thought that under this picture, Brother Sheng should quickly grab the shoulder of the black shirt and fell over the shoulder. After waiting for a long time, he only saw something that Brother Sheng touched from his pocket and stuffed him.

In terms of size alone, it is very similar to the candy I ate during the online lecture yesterday.

"Are you short-sighted?" Yao Qiang couldn't help it. "Is it simply in terms of size? That's sugar!"

"Little voice." Duan Lei is very serious. "Maybe this sugar has a hypnotic effect. Brother Sheng will be confusing him, and then take the opportunity to get out..."

A group of people were suspicious and put things back together.

In the hallway, Jin Linkun contained chocolate candy and looked curiously at Yu Sheng's classroom: "What are they looking at?"

Yu Sheng retells him in full: "Is it up to you to see if you are a cold man in black sent by the summer camp, and specialize in following me into my house, to **** me to study. Then I am ready to overturn you with this sugar because I yearn for freedom , Take the opportunity to escape."

"..." Jin Linkun didn't even think of this brain hole: "Is it so powerful, how do you explain it to them?"

Yu Sheng concisely said: "Yes."

Suddenly became a ruthless man in black, Jin Jinkun seemed quite lost until he left the building.

Yu Sheng didn't bring his inventory today. He felt his pocket and couldn't find another piece of sugar. He could only cope with him: "Well, you are not cold, and I do not yearn for freedom."

Jin Linkun held the **** umbrella that could hold three people, his eyes brightened: "So what do you yearn for?"

...

Yu Sheng felt that this person was not a normal beating.

Already accustomed to the problem of the opponent climbing along the pole, Yu Sheng didn't take his word and pulled up the zipper of his jacket: "Your side ended so fast?"

Jin Linkun nodded: "He said he was going back to school. In fact, he has been in school for two weeks. He just emphasized a few words and mobilized morale."

The rain outside is not small, and the wind is blowing on the body. Jin Linkun sideways blocked the wind, took out a hand warmer from his pocket, and stuffed it into Yu Sheng's hand.

He looked at Yu Sheng and guessed what Yu Sheng was worried about. He smiled and said: "Relax, the teacher is still the teacher who took me to high school, and the classmates are also very good-just endless. Someone has a headache to sign. Considering whether to keep a low profile and bring a mask to school..."

...

The words in the front sounded normal. After hearing them, Yu Sheng felt that he was really worried for this person.

It is not suitable for turning over the wall on rainy days. You have to go to the main entrance to go home.

Both of them did not want to walk under the heavy rain, simply voted, and decided to leave the school and wait for the bus.

The rain crackled on the umbrella, almost loudly loud.

Yu Sheng looked up and looked closely at this person for a while.

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Not very used to it." Yu Sheng is very straightforward. "You should sell a miserable time, and then tell me'Friend, I have this wish', let me help you realize it."

This person has escaped beating more than once with this method, making him softly promise something. This time suddenly it was so normal, but Yu Sheng was a little uncomfortable.

"..."

The children had already seen the routine, and Jin Linkun coughed lightly, and couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose: "As a result of this, I suddenly felt that it was quite unbearable."

"In the future, you will often have such opportunities for reflection."

The bus stopped at the platform, Yu Sheng got on the bus, found a circle of seats, or walked to the last row: "Speak, what's going on?"

Jin Linkun smiled and sat down next to him: "That's exactly what happened."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked back at him.

"That's what happened, really."

It was raining today, and the car was so dark that Jin Linkun put his hand into his coat pocket and leaned his shoulders on the edge of Sheng. You, let you promise to go home hand in hand."

Jin Linkun's tone was very serious: "But I thought about it... no."

Yu Sheng frowned.

"Hugging you is a very important thing, but it's more important that you don't worry."

Jin Linkun smiled and raised his hand to gently rub his hair: "Other things are okay, I can't joke you with this."

The bus roared, raindrops hit the window, and slid down the glass.

The dampness and coldness were kept out of the window, and the hand warmers were still exuding the heat with due diligence. Yu Sheng's hand was stuck in his pocket, and he clutched it, holding the hand warmer and passing it.

Jin Linkun is very humble: "No, I'm not cold--"

"Say a few words." Yu Sheng held the hand warmer and stuffed it directly into his pocket, clutching his hand together.

Jin Linkun's hands were actually a little bit cold in the umbrella all the way.

Yu Sheng's hands fumbled twice, looking for his fingertips.

The space in the back row of the bus was a little narrow, and I didn't have time to figure it out. The other person's hand was already firmly grasped back: "Yu Sheng..."

Yu Sheng knocked on his knuckles, beckoning him to relax a little: "Why."

Jin Linkun's throat knot moved slightly, his shoulders and shoulders were not straightened upright, and his heart was a little fast: "Don't move, I'm a little nervous like you."

...

It has long been seen that this man is blind and barren on his bare mouth.

Holding hands outside is nervous, and holding hands with him home.

Yu Sheng glanced at him, and his hand in his pocket moved twice: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for a hole."

Jin Linkun: "..."

At the end of this stop, Jin Linkun suddenly gripped his hand tightly.

Yu Sheng felt that he was almost warm, and was planning to take out his hand warmer, and felt the strength of the other party, and the movement stopped. "What's the matter?"

"I usually--not like this."

Jin Linkun's voice was too soft, and he was drowned in the noise of the engine if he was not careful: "I usually turn my head very fast, and I am not annoying nor annoying."

"..." Yu Sheng couldn't help but comment: "Is your perception of yourself so accurate?"

Jin Linkun: "...friend, I have to draft the draft at home, you have to cooperate with me."

Fine.

Anyway, it will be a while before Yu Sheng is idle and is leaning back, leaning back and giving him praise: "So what are you doing now?"

Jin Linkun was slightly dumb and smiled, very frankly: "Extremely nervous."

Yu Sheng looked back at him.

"I don't know what happened."

Jin Linkun nipped his hand and pulled his lip corner: "It's also tense to hold the hand, and it's tense to hold you. It was good when I touched your head, and now I'm nervous...you touch."

He pulled open his coat and held Yu Sheng's hand against his chest.

The heartbeat thumped against the chest wall, and through the fabric of the shirt, he hurriedly put it in the palm of his hand.

Yu Sheng followed his heartbeat and felt like he was also infected.

It is obviously not a new action, and it has not changed much.

Yu Sheng squeezed the corner of his mouth lightly, moved it manually, and unconsciously wanted to retract it.

Only half of it was received and he was surrounded by the other hand.

The boy's fingers were clean and slender, tightly entangled, and the clear bones touched his fingers.

There seems to be something... completely different.

Yu Sheng's cell phone lights up.

Duan Lei: Brother Sheng, we discussed a bit, and everyone is still not at ease!

Duan Lei: If the man in black does something strange to you, you must not cooperate with him! !

The bus passed through a tunnel, and the lights of the street lights on both sides suddenly dimmed, making it difficult to see anything.

Yu Sheng was nipped by Jin Linkun in one hand, holding the mobile phone in his left, listening to a heartbeat for a while, and hitting the keyboard not very smoothly returned a message.

Yu Sheng: It's too late.

Duan Lei:? ? ? ?

Yu Sheng put down his phone.

Jin Linkun kept looking at him. The faint white light on the screen reflected the dark eyes behind the lens. Yu Sheng could see himself in it, and he could see that it was so gentle that he could drown his sea of ​​light.

Yu Sheng: "You."

Jin Linkun stunned: "What?"

"Before that question, what am I longing for."

Yu Sheng raised his head: "Brother, do you feel more nervous?"

His word order is not a sequence, and his words are extremely concise, but Jin Linkun's thinking is very clear at this moment, as if he has almost no need to think about it, he understands his words.

The tunnel is not long, and the light of the street lamp has vaguely penetrated in front.

Yu Sheng watched him motionless, squeezed his lower lip and raised his head. He just wanted to hurry up and kiss him, but Jin Linkun suddenly lowered his head.

It's almost too close to touch.

Gently rubbed against the lips, the dragonfly stopped for a moment, and as the bright warm mansions poured in, it pulled back.