Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tan Xiao took the train at 5 o'clock that afternoon and went to the north.

The ticket had been bought long ago, and while waiting outside the examination room, he kept clutching it tightly in his pocket, sweat almost soaking the thin ticket.

Han Yu asked him why he suddenly wanted to go to the north?

Tan Xiao shook his head.

Not a sudden thought.

He was tall, straight and burly, and he was a true northerner. It's just that when he was young, his sister dragged him to grow up and married his brother-in-law, so he temporarily settled down in Haicheng.

Going north this time, or more precisely, going home.

Han Yu thought for a while, then asked again, is there a place to live when I go home?

Tan Xiao continued to shake his head.

When I left the north, the two small bungalows in my family were on the verge of collapsing. I guess they were demolished after they left.

Tan Xiao didn't know, but he didn't care too much.

Anyway, in the north or in Haicheng, he has no home.

The home is gone, where do you live?

Tang Xia is right, if my sister is still here, she definitely doesn't want to be obsessed with an exam. All she wants to see is that he is living a good life, chic and willful.

As capricious as ever.

Tan Xiao thought it over clearly. He is an adult, and he can find a job to make a living with his own ability.

There is not much luggage, only four or five pieces of replacement clothes, stuffed in the backpack. Among the four or five pieces of clothing, two were the school uniforms of No. 1 Middle School.

Tan Xiao used to hate wearing school uniforms the most, but now he wants to wear this ugly clothes and go to various places to have a look.

He stuffed the card that Tang Xia had given him into his luggage, and boarded that train like a fearless backpacker.

I bought a hard-seat ticket. After more than 20 hours, after dark, the whole carriage became quiet, and Tan Xiao stared out the window all the way.

The street lights were very dim, almost blinding his vision. He watched the familiar landscape gradually turn into a blurred shadow, and against the backdrop of mountains and rivers, it turned into a past that never faded in his memory.

Those laughter and tears, pain or tribulation, all passed away with the scenery that was constantly left behind.

Tan Xiao suddenly remembered the girl's delicate handwriting.

she says-

But please be honest.

That's right, he did many things that he was ashamed of in the past, but God didn't repay him, instead he took his sister away.

This retribution is actually greater for him.

Han Yu didn't send Tan Xiao to the train station, and said goodbye to him outside the examination room.

The boy's last impression of Tan Xiao was that he used a broken finger to wipe out the cigarette butt, and the vicissitudes in his eyes were full.

"so…"

After listening to Han Yu's report quietly, Tang Xia suddenly didn't know what to say, so she only muttered two words.

It turned out that Tan Xiao had left and returned to the north.

A place that seems to be yearned for by southerners.

Maybe it's because the southerners are gentle, and they admire the hearty atmosphere of the northerners in their bones, the kind of open-mindedness that even if the sky is falling, they can still punch a few more times with a sip of wine and a bite of meat.

At least, Tang Xia is envious.

"Well," Han Yu nodded, and responded lightly, "He asked me to say thank you to you."

The girl froze for a moment, surprise appearing on her face.

It turned out that Tan Xiao would also say thank you.

Tang Xia's reaction now is just as dumbfounded as when Han Yu took the initiative to seek her reconciliation.

Was she the one who changed these two proud and arrogant teenagers?

No, it is not.

it's time.

Time is the most gentle, it will heal all wounds, let the initial pain embed into the flesh little by little, and then melt away little by little. After a certain year and a certain month, I suddenly think of it, only to find that there are only faint old scars left. It hurts, just laugh.

"Okay, don't think about it," Han Yu reached out and rubbed Tang Xia's head habitually, feeling the numbness of the girl's soft hair brushing against his palm, "Tan Xiao's fate is hard, why worry about him? Or worry about our own exams first Bar."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but Tang Xia shivered when he said it.

The final exam is tomorrow, and she... is not sure.

Who said time is gentle?

Obviously extremely cruel, in a flash, this semester is coming to an end.

They have become prospective high school seniors.

At the end of the term, a total of four subjects were inspected. The sixth class consisted of Chinese, Mathematics, English and Physics, which were divided into two days.

The exams on the first day were two liberal arts subjects, and Tang Xia was relatively relaxed. It was the second day that was particularly tormenting. After finishing the physics exam in the morning, listening to the classmates discussing the answers enthusiastically, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

I feel that none of the answers can match what I do... It's terrible...

"Do you want to go to the examination room early?"

Just after eating, Han Yu came to look for Tang Xia with his bag on his back.

The first three exams were not assigned to the same exam room, only the last math, luckily in the left and right groups.

Across a narrow aisle, parallel line of sight.

"Okay." Tang Xia nodded, quickly tidied up the stationery, and left the classroom side by side with Han Yu.

The examination room is on the same floor, and it took less than a minute to walk there.

There were only a few students inside, some lying on the table to recharge their batteries, and some seized the last time to study frantically.

Tang Xia sat down according to the admission ticket number. As soon as she straightened the stationery, Han Yu sat in front of her. She didn't put down her schoolbag, leaned back on her crooked body, and leaned her head lazily on the girl's pencil case.

She smiled, raised her hand and patted the boy's forehead lightly, a little doting.

Unexpectedly, he frowned in pain, hissed and panted, and said in a low voice, "You hit my wound."

Tang Xia was taken aback for an instant, and her complexion changed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She quickly apologized, her whole body flustered, and she poked her fingers to see if she had really hurt him, but she was afraid of hurting him again, so she was at a loss, "Are you okay? Is the wound open?" ?I-"

The girl spoke incoherently, before she could finish a sentence, Han Yu couldn't help laughing.

There was still pain on his face a few seconds ago, it was clearly a cunning scheme that succeeded.

Tang Xia was stunned for a moment, and then realized.

She blushed again with anger.

"Han, Yu!"

The voice was not loud and the tone was not high, as if he was afraid of disturbing other students, but he could still hear the deep dissatisfaction in it.

Han Yu accepts as soon as he sees it good, and starts to act obediently.

"It really hurt just now," he said seriously, while flipping the broken hair on his forehead, "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Tang Xia glared at him viciously.

Also look at... what a fart!

The scar had healed long ago, and apart from being ugly, it didn't affect Han Yu at all.

He always pretends in front of her.

"Well, it hurts, doesn't it, and then?"

Tang Xia accidentally didn't expose Han Yu, and cooperated with him with a smile.

The young man was very helpful, he bent his eyebrows and brought his head closer.

"You rub it for me, maybe it will be fine."

Han Yu said shamelessly.

Tang Xia waved his hand and gave him a chestnut.

"shameless!"