I Have A Pair of Yin-Yuan Eyes

Xu Xing was stared at Lu Che with uncomfortable feelings. I didn't know what Lu Che was crazy about, and he wasn't angry: "Why?"

Lu Che's eyes were full of gentle, husky magnetic voice softly: "I was thinking, you are really good."

Xu Xing was unguarded by Lu Che's words and said, "Poisonous, what have I done to me? I just fell asleep accidentally carrying the ancient text! What a good thing!"

Lu Che said in his heart that Xu Xing stiffened, and he did not argue with him. He said with a blatant smile: "I don't care, I just think you are getting old, no matter what you do, I think you are good."

Lu Che had a drunk brain last night, but he still remembers what happened last night. Now when I think about the details, I found that last night, Xu Xing temporarily decided to take a taxi because he coughed, and he also deliberately stressed My legs numb after running, I don't want to walk.

If Xu Xing didn't deliberately emphasize it, Lu Che really didn't notice it.

Xu Xing: "..."

He was in a complicated mood, and for the first time, he hoped to hear from others that he thought he was bad.

Xu Xing grimaced his thigh painfully, too lazy to explain to Lu Che.

The windows in the house only had a breathable window seam. The temperature in the room was not cold last night, so Xu Xing slept on his stomach and didn't catch a cold. Instead, Lu Che fell asleep with sweat.

The room was quiet for a while, and only heard Xu Xingming's muffled beating on his thigh.

Lu Che suddenly called him: "Squad leader."

Xu Xing glanced at him and motioned impatiently to let him fart fast.

Lu Che put away the unscrupulous ridicule and rarely said to Xu Xing seriously: "I really think you are good, but I hope you can give me more time and let me think about it, okay?"

After Xu Xing listened, his fist beating his thigh stopped, and he screamed: "No ... what are you thinking about?"

Although Lu Che did not say it clearly, the meaning between the lines is self-explanatory. Xu Xing asked the original meaning of this sentence to make sure that he did not misunderstand Lu Che's meaning.

But Xu Xing's answer fell into Lu Che's ears, and it was quite a bit like "Since I think I'm fine, then you have to think about it? Laozi, is this cheap for you?"

Simple and rude.

Lu Chechen said with a smile: "It's because you are so good that I feel guilty, afraid I won't deserve you."

Xu Xing heard that his words were prone to ambiguity, and he directly pointed out: "Neuropathy, I don't like you, you consider a fart!"

Lu Che listened and said, "I don't allow you to say that yourself."

You consider a fart!

You are not allowed to say that yourself.

equal:

I was thinking about you.

To straighten out the logic, Lu Che's inexplicable words suddenly became doted.

Xu Xing: "........."

Lu Che joked, and regained a serious attitude, saying: "Squad leader, seriously, let's be friends first, not restrained, not deliberate, let it be, okay?"

Lu Che's words meant to give the two a time to adapt.

Lu Che had never thought that he would really like boys, and he did not dare to "try" with the mentality of playing tickets, but did not want to easily miss—

I don't want to miss you, but I am afraid to disappoint you.

He is probably in this mood now.

however--

Lu Che touched himself with deep emotion. He showed his attitude of not responding for a while, and fell into Xu Xing's ear, but it became the meaning of a good person card.

Xu Xing: "..."

Someone was issued a good card somehow, Xu Xing's mood was very complicated: probably no one would have received a good card in such a wrong way, and no one would get a good card but feel relieved-not even seeing Lu Che feels pleasing to the eye. less.

Xu Xing suddenly felt that Lu Che's temper was really good, and he felt a little sympathy for him: he was a cold-hearted school curator, he was touched by the same **** three or five times, and he was entangled by same-sex love all day, and his life was suddenly messed up. But Lu Che didn't directly tear his face, and even issued a card that took care of Xu Xing's mood, for fear of hurting his small soul.

Xu Xing also thought that although he was aggrieved by the red line control, Lu Che was an indirect victim. If he and Lu get along easily, he can't calm down.

Seeing Xu Xing's unanswered, Lu Che could not help but coax again: "You don't have to avoid me deliberately, you can't help yourself, just let it be. Just keep away, not only to no avail, but the more deliberate you will, the more you will care. You are sure I'm tired too. "

The last seven words of Lu Che's remarks really touched Xu Xing's heart.

More than despair, it's almost hopeless.

These few words of Lu Che poked straight into the heart, and Xu Xing was filled with an unspeakable movement. He felt that Lu Che was so reasonable and unbelievable ...

Xu Xing couldn't imagine how the Red Line would become a demon in the future. He still couldn't explain to Lu Che that it wasn't his original intention, but Lu Che's words gave him room for buffering.

The biggest impact of the red line on Xu Xing was actually Lu Che's reaction. Now that the parties have negotiated with him, what else is he worried about?

Xu Xing's thoughts fluttered, the wind rose, and finally the dust settled.

He sat on the ground and looked up at Lu Che with his face up, saying a word of gratitude, saying, "I suddenly thought you were good."

Lu Che could not help but said, "Since I think I'm good, don't mind lending me clothes? I sleep and sweat and want to take a bath."

Xu Xing answered, "Yes."

He got up from the ground, went to the closet and turned over a set of sportswear for Lu Che, and went to the locker outside to help Lu Che get a new towel and toothbrush.

Lu Che borrowed a bath from the bathroom, and Xu Xing went to the bathroom outside to wash.

After hearing the voice, Mom Xu also got up early. After listening to Xu Xing saying that her classmates were also awake, she went to the kitchen to prepare a pot of millet porridge. Last night Xu's father told her that Xu's mother was in her heart.

Lu Che took a bath, dressed in Xu Xing's clothes, and came out of the bathroom refreshingly. He wiped his wet hair with a towel.

Xu Xing glanced at Lu Che when he came in. The jacket was quite suitable, but the pants were a little shorter. Xu Xing said, "Come out for breakfast, my mother cooked millet porridge."

Lu Che glanced at the time, at eight, and asked, "Did you make noise to your parents?"

Xu Xing shrugged his shoulders: "No, we all have breakfast at this point."

Lu Che felt relieved.

Dad Xu also got up and was sitting in the living room watching TV. The morning news came from the TV.

Lu Che walked over and said hello: "Uncle is early."

Dad Xu smiled: "Early, are you better?"

Lu Che nodded: "Sleep just fine, I suddenly interrupted last night, sorry."

Xu's father responded, "Don't bother, it's fine."

After hearing the sound, Mom Xu brought the pot of millet porridge out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Come here and eat a bowl of millet porridge to raise your stomach."

Xu Xing helped take the chopsticks and walked behind.

Lu Che was so good before his elders that he said politely, "Thank you Auntie."

Lu Che had breakfast and was going to go back to school first, on the grounds that "it was necessary to go back to study."

Xu Xing sent him out and snorted, "It's terrible. Go back to school to study."

Lu Che smiled and said, "There is no way. Senior high school students who love studying are the most painful."

Lu Che felt that although Xu's mother and Xu's mother were not disgusted with his drunkenness and he was more concerned about it, he couldn't get in on it. He had to pretend to be a good student, so as not to have a bad impression on Xu's mother.

Xu Xing crossed his fingers behind his head and hummed, but didn't answer.

Although Lu Che looks like a dangle boy, his grades are always in the middle and upper reaches of the class, especially math and physics. It seems easy to take a high score, otherwise the head teacher will not directly call him to be a representative of the physics class. .

Send Lu Che out of the house, and Xu Xing completed his task. He waved his hand and closed the door. He went home to help Xu Yin count things and asked his mother to send express mail to Xu Yin.

Xu Xu asked Lu Che's situation and said, "Lu Che is from city A? Then it would be too hard for him to come here to study alone."

Xu Xing shrugged, "It's okay."

Now the transportation is convenient, and one hour of light rail can cross two cities. The time distance is not a big problem. Maybe Lu Che is just too lazy to go back.

Xu Xing didn't care too much about it.

That night, Xu's father, Xu and Xu took Xu Xing to his aunt's house for dinner, and Xu Xing sent a text message to ask the class teacher to take time off to study last night.

The next day.

Dad Xu drove Xu Xing back to school early in the morning. Xu Xing happened to meet Xiong Huan at the gate of the school. The two met and greeted and went to the classroom together. Xiong Huan said little, Xu Xing was absent-minded, and the two were speechless along the way.

Xu Xing stumbled as soon as he entered the class: Although the class was still a familiar face, the seats were disordered.

"Wake up ~"

The Prince Cong sat in the row by the window, waving his fleshy little fat hand to Xu Xing.

Xu Xingwen looked up, and when he saw the Prince Cong, he headed for the fourth row, but his eyes couldn't help but cast his eyes on the last two tables in the first row: the two people who originally sat in the back seat of Xu Xing became Tang Mian Back table.

Tang Mian waved his hand and said goodbye to Xu Xing: "Wake up, you remember me ..."

Xu Xing was wondering why the seat was so chaotic. When he reached the fourth row, he saw Lu Che leaning against the wall next to the window, his arms were on the two tables in front and back. When Xu wakes up, he pulls his lips and says, "Morning ~ monitor."

And Fu Yan greeted Xu Xing behind him: "Good morning ~ Xiong Huan."

Xu Xing: "..."

Xiong Huan: "..."

Although Xu Xingxin said that facing Lu Che should be normal, but came to the class early in the morning and found that Lu Che suddenly became his back seat, Xu Xing was still a little awkward. Frowning and asking, "Why are you sitting here?"

Lu Che casually nodded his chin to Fu Li, saying, "I'm at the table for me."

Fu Yan's gaze followed Xiong Huan, and when he heard that, he turned his head and said to Xu Xing, "Leader, should we change seats?"

"..."

Xu Xing waved his hands and said, "No, no, no."

Xu Xing did not ask any more details, and Wang Zicong stood up to facilitate Xu Xing to sit inside. Xu Xing sat in his seat, always feeling thorns in his back, very uncomfortable.

As soon as Xu Xing put down his schoolbag, the melody of the athletes marched in the radio box. On the early morning of Monday, he would go to the playground to raise the national flag.

With the mobilization of the class teacher, the classmates procrastinated out.

Xu Xing and Wang Zi Cong waited until the class had gone almost before they got up and went downstairs. Wang Zi Cong walked and told him, "You did not come to study last night. The seat was changed by the class teacher. The three and four groups are reversed. However, because Cody's table can be shifted, Lu Che and Fu Ye also said that they will not change, so the last three tables of the other three groups have just been changed. . "

Xu Xing had a total of 66 people in their class. One to three groups were a set of eight tables. Only the fourth group had an extra table, Cody and Zou Mang.

Xu Xing muttered in a muffled voice: This is probably the red line tossing again.

Xu Xing and Wang Zicong walked slowly. When they found their team in the big playground, they stood directly at the end of the boys' team.

The athletes marched through the large playground, and the classes that first came to the playground were talking quietly.

The person standing in front was Cody, and Cody was in front of Zou Mang. Cody hung on Zou Mang's back, lying on Zou Mang's shoulder intimately.

Xu Xing: "..."

Wang Zicong's voice was soft and glutinous, and said a bit grievously: "Tang Mian was transferred away. You didn't come last night. No one can speak by myself."

This directly led to Wang Zi Cong eating doubled snacks last night.

Xu Xing said: "I went to my aunt's house with my parents last night."

The grievance on Wang Zicong's face didn't stay for a few seconds, and he said, "Going home on Saturday, my dad said I look thin. Do you think?"

His tone rose slightly, and he was happy. Because Dad Wang said that after he lost weight, he took the Prince Cong to order a table full of Han.

Xu Xing sniffed after listening, and stretched out his hand to pinch the face of Prince Cong, saying, "Thin and thin, don't you have points in your heart?"

Wang Zicong's face was all fleshy, white and slippery, flexible, and comfortable to pinch.

At this time, the broadcast of the athlete's march was turned off, and the director of teaching stood on the flag-raising platform, holding the microphone to ask for quietness, and the entire formation required to maintain a distance between the arms. The former classmates started to step back, Xu Xing followed slowly and stepped back, but accidentally stepped on the foot of the person behind.

Xu Xing did not step on the air and fell, but the people behind him shrugged their shoulders.

Magnetic voice smiled and said, "Squad leader, you hit me."

Xu Xing: "..."

Lu Che put his chin on Xu Xing's shoulder.

Xu Xing shook his shoulders and said silently, "Friend ... isn't this show too much?"

Lu Che closed his eyes and said, "Let me lean on, squad leader, I'm going to sleep."

"..."

Xu Xing said impatiently, "Get up."

When Lu Che heard it, he sighed resentfully and said, "Squad leader, you are here again. You said you don't deliberately avoid suspicion. Look at Cody and Zou Mangdu in harmony."

Xu Xing was so guilty that he said, "I'm just not used to being too close to others, okay."

Lu Che answered "Oh", then he let go of his hand obediently.

Before Xu Xing had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Lu Che said, "Then you just pinched Wang Zi Cong's face, or did you pinch me?"

After speaking, Lu Che tilted his head and took the initiative to pull his face up.

"..."

Xu Xing avoided it disgustingly and said, "Get out, my face at the same table has meat, and it feels good when you pinch it. What can you pinch your face?"

Lu Che's side face has a clear outline, tough lines, deep eye sockets, a straight nose bridge, and the curves of his lips are still very sexy.

As a result, he was grossly rejected.

Lu Che could not help but be sad, but said in his mouth.

Xu Xing ignored him.

Lu Cheng honestly less than three seconds, leaned forward and leaned on Xu Xing's shoulder again, and whispered to Xu Xing's auricle, "If you pinch my ass, my **** has flesh than my face."

Afraid that Xu Xing would not believe it, he did not forget to pack the ticket: "Really."

"........."

Xu Xing turned his head and looked away with disgust: "Poisonous, aren't you?"

Lu Che was also amused by his own sentence, and his eyes fell behind Xu Xing. He wanted to make fun of a sentence, "but you must have no meat," and then swallowed it.

He scratched the tip of his nose, opened his eyes, and coughed softly, "I'm kidding."