Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"Qiuyue-kun, how is your health? Are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

Back in the classroom, he was surrounded by Yan Ye and Wei Hua, who asked about Xiao San's current physical condition with concerned eyes.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. After taking a rest, I'm already much better. Don't worry."

Slightly waving his hand, Xiaosan indicated that there was nothing wrong with him, and Yan Ye and Weihua couldn't help staring at Xiaosan's face for a long time. Compared with the pale expression at the beginning, although the expression at this moment is still a little weak , but also much better than in the morning.

"Qiuyue-kun, is your body really okay? If it's really not possible, I can move in with you and take care of you."

Weihua leaned close to Xiaosan's side, holding Xiaosan's arm tightly with both hands, her body rubbed against Xiaosan's body from time to time, making Yan Ye's expression a little uncomfortable.

However, after Xiaosan noticed Yan Ye's expression, he stretched out his hand and pulled his arm out from Weihua's hands and chest.

"No, it's just a small problem, don't worry too much."

Originally, she wanted to continue to care about Xiaosan, but the bell rang suddenly, making Weihua withdraw her hands unwillingly, turned her head and walked back to her seat helplessly.

As for Yan Ye, he took a deep look at Xiao San with worried eyes, but didn't say much, and went back quietly...

"Qiuyue-kun's body, is everything okay?"

When they arrived at the calligraphy club, Tokihara Saxue couldn't help asking Xiaosan who was sitting opposite and practicing calligraphy with some concern.

Xiaosan, who had just finished writing, did not answer Toki Yuan Saxue's concern, but finished writing the words quietly with the brush in his hand, put the brush aside, then slowly raised his head, and answered Toki Yuan Saxue.

"No big problem, just take a little rest."

"But, this is not the first time, is it? Is it really okay? Qiuyue-kun."

Facing Toki Yuan Saxue's water-like eyes and concerned expression, Xiaosan was silent for a while, and didn't know how to answer the other party. It was indeed not the first time that this happened, and he didn't know He pays attention to exercise on weekdays, and he is still in good health, so why does he feel uncomfortable so easily.

Such a reminder from Toki Yuan Saxue also made Xiaosan feel refreshed and began to pay attention to his body.

"It's just a little tired, more rest will be enough, don't worry, I'm quite clear about my body."

Seeing that Xiaosan's words had come to this point, Toki Yuan Saxue didn't know what to say, she pursed her lips slightly, and didn't remind her any more.

"Please pay more attention to your body."

Yan Ye and Wei Hua on the side were practicing their calligraphy in silence, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

After school, when Xiaosan and Yan Ye walked out of the school gate, Yan Ye suddenly asked.

"Qiuyue-jun, can I go to your place today?"

The sudden request caught Xiaosan a little off guard. He glanced at Yan Ye beside him in surprise, and couldn't help guessing why the girl suddenly made such a request.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

Originally, he planned to find an opportunity to tell each other what he and Sha Yi had not finished talking yesterday, but now seeing Yan Ye who suddenly said that he was going to visit his home, Xiao San couldn't help canceling his original plan.

"I just want to stay with Qiuyue-jun for a little longer."

"......Um."

Xiaosan had no reason to refuse the girl's request.

"excuse me."

Because it was not the first time he came to his apartment, Xiaosan didn't welcome Yan Ye as if he was entertaining a guest. After entering the house, he changed his shoes casually and walked straight towards the living room, looking extremely nature.

Yan Yan followed Xiao San into the room silently, looking at Xiao San who was slumped on the sofa with a tired expression, Yan Ye didn't speak, and sat beside him silently, but didn't get too close.

She was worried that it would affect Xiaosan's rest, even though she thought Xiaosan would not care.

The two sat quietly on the sofa, and neither of them spoke first. The atmosphere in the whole living room seemed to be quiet before anyone came back.

With his eyes closed, he sat quietly on the sofa for a moment, feeling that the sitting posture was not very comfortable for Xiaosan, leaning his head slightly on Yan Ye who was beside him, slowly and gently, turning his side Leaning her face against Yan Ye's soft shoulder, she breathed in the scent that was close at hand and belonged to Yan Ye.

A faint fragrance, I don't know if it's shower gel, shampoo, or a mixture of the two, drifting in front of Xiaosan, this familiar smell makes Xiaosan's swollen brain slightly relieved.

Leaning against his soft shoulders, he felt like he was floating on clouds.

Yan Ye didn't bother Xiao San, she didn't take the initiative to ask Xiao San where he went, what he did after he separated from her yesterday, why he felt tired, she didn't ask.

The afterglow outside the window gradually fell, and when the yuxia on the other side of the day was completely shrouded in night, Yan Ye also felt a bit sour, from his shoulder.

Slowly opening his eyes, Xiaosan, who had rested in school for a long time, raised his head from Yan Ye's shoulder with some reluctance, and looked at the girl beside him.

"Is it dark already?"

"Ah."

"Is it okay if you don't go back tonight?"

"Before I came here, I already called Xinjiang, and she said it's fine to be alone."

"That's it."

Looking at the face that was so close at hand, Xiaosan was silent for a moment, smiled slightly, stretched out his arms and couldn't help hugging Yan Ye beside him, turned slightly, and sat on Yan Ye's body, watching Yan Ye's shy and blushing cheeks lightly touched her face.

Sometimes, Xiaosan would subconsciously ignore Yan Ye's existence, but at other times, he couldn't help but want to hug him tightly, rub him into his body, and couldn't let go.

Taking advantage of the time before dinner, Xiaosan couldn't help but push Yan Ye down on the sofa, looking at Yan Ye's shy but expectant eyes, he leaned down slightly.. ....

Although he was young, he was worried that Yan Ye's body would be overwhelmed, or that some accident would happen. Xiaosan did not exhaust himself, watching Yan Ye panting, and his fair and clean forehead covered with fine sweat Pearl just stopped.