Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

After finishing their meal, the two separated outside the restaurant.

Before leaving, Ji Lin checked Ling Zhao's phone and made sure that he had noted his phone number before loosening the collar on the back of his neck and preparing to let him go.

He handed over the phone, "Call me if you need anything."

Ling Zhao took the phone.

Inevitably, their hands touched.

Ji Lin subconsciously squeezed him and frowned, "Why is it so cold?"

He remembered that Ling Zhao's hands were often cold before.

It was only after they became desk mates that he realized this, especially in the cold seasons, he felt icy cold, as if he had no temperature at all, just like a girl.

Ling Zhao pulled his hand back with all his strength, put it into his pocket along with his phone, and lowered his head, "I'll go back first."

Looking at his back, Ji Lin impatiently grabbed his schoolbag and pulled him back, "Can you stop lowering your head? You are so short, it's because you keep lowering your head that you don't grow taller."

"I'm almost 1.71 meters tall, not short." Ling Zhao defended.

Ji Lin didn't want to hurt his self-esteem. 1.71 meters is tall for women, but among men, this height is not enough.

After returning to his residence, Ji Lin lay on the bed, preparing to take a short nap as he had classes in the afternoon.

But he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, Ling Zhao's face appeared in my mind.

The present Ling Zhao overlaps with the past Ling Zhao, without any change at all.

As pure as a piece of white paper.

But just like before, he still likes to wear loose clothes, speak in a soft voice, and is a little heartless.

In fact, at the beginning, his deskmate was not Ling Zhao.

At first, he didn't pay much attention to Ling Zhao, but when he saw him occasionally, he would still be amazed that he was actually a boy with such appearance. He heard that there were love letters in his drawer, both from boys and girls.

Because he had previously misunderstood him as a girl, Ji Lin went to buy water the next day and bought him a bottle as well.

He placed a bottle of water on Ling Zhao's desk.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to mistake you for a girl yesterday."

Ling Zhao was rehearsing. He glanced at the water in front of him, raised his head slowly, and stopped his gaze at the buttons of Ji Lin's school uniform. He said, "It's okay. You can take the water back. I don't need it. Thank you."

Ji Lin was most afraid of owing others. He was embarrassed first. Ling Zhao didn't drink his water, and he felt bad. "If you drink it, it means you forgive me."

Ling Zhao then slowly reached out and took the bottle of water.

Just then, a whistle sounded from the back of the classroom, and someone laughed, "Wow, the little sissy made a new friend!"

Ling Zhao paused in taking the water, lowered his eyes, and his ears turned red.

Ji Lin frowned and looked towards the source of the sound.

The man avoided Ji Lin's warning look and dared not laugh anymore.

Ji Lin retracted his gaze, glanced at Ling Zhao, and stuffed the bottle of water into his hand, "What are you afraid of."

After returning to his seat, Ji Lin realized that the boy who laughed at Ling Zhao just now was Ling Zhao's classmate. After the division into arts and science, the two were assigned to the same class.

Little Sissy was Ling Zhao's nickname in his original class, and it was also given by this boy.

During physical education class, the boys were arranged in the back two rows according to their height, and Ling Zhao was in the row in front of Ji Lin.

It's just the beginning of autumn and the daytime temperature is still very high. The boys are all wearing short-sleeved shirts and long pants.

Ling Zhao is no exception.

But Ji Lin had good eyesight and he saw that Ling Zhao was wearing a vest under his shirt.

It’s not too hot.

During free time, others asked Ji Lin to play ball together. Ji Lin has good looks, a good personality, and good physical fitness. He is almost an all-rounder in sports and is very popular among boys in the class.

Ji Lin patted the basketball a few times and looked back.

Someone patted his arm and said, "Don't look at it. Who wants to play basketball with Ling Zhao? I'm afraid his thin arms and legs will break apart. Besides, he never plays with us."

Ji Lin saw Ling Zhao heading towards the teaching building from afar.

He only appeared again when the get out of class was about to end and we gathered.

Ji Lin stood behind him, sweating and steaming. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and accidentally splashed it onto Ling Zhao's neck.

"I'm sorry..." Ji Lin panicked and wiped it with the back of his hand, but the back of his hand was also covered with sweat, and Ling Zhao's originally dry neck was wet by him.

Ling Zhao covered his neck, lowered his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

After the group dispersed, Fu Yan threw a pack of paper to Ji Lin, "Wipe it off, flies are swarming around you, it stinks!"

"Does the snail noodles you eat smell as bad as yours?" Ji Lin replied to her.

He caught up with Ling Zhao with the paper and handed it to him, "I'm sorry, I was clumsy and made you dirty, please wipe it off."

Ling Zhao didn't answer. "I'm fine."

He walked faster and faster.

Ji Lin chased after him, took out two pieces of paper, followed closely in his footsteps, and used the paper to wipe the back of his neck.

Ling Zhao seemed to be frightened, shrank his neck, snatched the tissue from Ji Lin's hand, and ran into the teaching building.

Ling Zhao is so beautiful, her looks are liked by both boys and girls.

To Ji Lin's surprise, Fu Yan's love letters were very rare, with only one letter every few days, while Ling Zhao's love letters were many.

He is so likable. Even though he is the most low-key person in the whole school, his stunning looks cannot be concealed.

So there are many people who confessed their love to him in person, of course including some boys with different orientations.

That day, when Ji Lin went downstairs, he saw several tall and strong men blocking the thin Ling Zhao in a corner in the stairwell.

Ji Lin recognized the leader. He was one of the more domineering people in the school and had several younger brothers under him.

I heard that he is unisex, relying on his family's power, and if he likes someone, he will use his family's influence to get the person.

Ling Zhao was so frightened that he huddled in a corner and said in a hoarse voice: "This is a school!"

"So what if it's a school? As long as I'm willing, you have to give me the principal's office. Ling Zhao, I know your family situation very well. It's still a question whether your father can get the inheritance rights. It's better for you to follow me now, and your life will be guaranteed in the future."

He chuckled twice and patted Ling Zhao's face gently, with an intoxicated expression on his face, "Hmm~ Your skin is so tender, even tenderer than a girl's, what a treasure~"

The moment that hand touched Ling Zhao, Ji Lin rushed down the stairs, knocked those younger brothers away, and pulled Ling Zhao behind him.

The man wanted to touch Ling Zhao again, but he missed. He got angry and said, "Ji Lin, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

Ji Lin protected Ling Zhao behind him and said coldly, "You have the ability to bully others, why can't I do anything about it?"

"I'm telling you, Ling Zhao is my little brother, and I'll take care of his affairs."