There is a little tree on the mountain

Another amazing math class.

A limitation needs to be added here, except for Lu Xiaolin and Yun Qianshan.Lu Xiaolin himself is a god of learning, and from the very beginning, he didn't find it difficult to count. "The state of learning is still very easy.

Dai Xingyan sat next to the two of them, hoping that the light of the god of learning could also moisten his dry brain, while Ye Ruirui sat next to her boyfriend, concentrating on the class and never distracted.

In fact, Ms. Ye thinks that the score is clear and logical, not only not difficult but also a lot of fun.

Therefore, only Dai Xingyan was the only one.

Dai Xingyan persisted for half an hour, his eyelids fused together.He took out his mobile phone, and euphemistically called it: Brush the space to refresh yourself.

Then I got Dan Wenrui's talk.It made him tremble all over.He pushed Ye Ruirui and handed her the phone, but Ye Ruirui was unmoved and didn't even look at it.He pushed Lu Xiaolin again.Lu Xiaolin's study basically relies on self-study, and he is also a professional accountant on short notice in class. He often flips through computer books in several classes, and even blatantly does business projects in class.

Lu Xiaolin took the phone and saw the message saying:

"This is a timed message, and it came out to show that I succeeded. I promised a man not to use an IV, so this time I hanged myself. I am very grateful to this man, he made me feel warmer than ever. For a moment, the screaming and the silence will disappear, I am no longer me, I am a body that looks like Dan Wenrui. Let me say this to prove that all my actions are voluntary, and any other People don't matter."

Lu Xiaolin is not sure how old his earliest memory is, and he only has a little vague impression about the initial stage of life.There are women's crying, rough touch, the warm hemp rope that repeatedly appears in the dream, and the mother's pair of feet hanging in the air.

He heard his four-year-old self say: "Mom is flying up." The clear child's voice was like a curse, breaking through 14 years, and presented in front of him in another way.

Dan Wenrui still committed suicide.

Yun Qianshan was taking notes when his right hand was suddenly grabbed under the table, and the fountain pen rolled to the ground.He said: "Xiao Mumu, let go, I'll pick up the pen." Lu Xiaolin didn't intend to let go of his hand. Instead, he clasped his fingers tightly, as if he was grasping the only important thing, the palm of his hand. A layer of sweat clings.Yun Qianshan didn't know what happened, but he still held him back and put his left hand on the back of his hand.

Lu Xiaolin put his other hand between Yun Qianshan's and moved towards him, feeling the warmth of his boyfriend through the temperature radiated from the clothes.

They just cuddled together until get out of class was over.As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Yun Qianshan took Lu Xiaolin back to the dormitory.

Lu Xiaolin raised his head and kissed Yun Qianshan's lips.He is like falling into an ice cave and burning himself. He hopes that the person in front of him will touch him, hug him, and possess him. He wants to let go of everything and follow the person in front of him ups and downs.Running all over the mountains, panting in the narrow corridors, falling from a tall building, turning into a flying white feather, light and erratic, falling into a hot chest, burning a raging fire.Muscles were torn, bones were broken, and hoarse voices babbled and roared. The doctor took a baby out of the mother's bleeding womb. He burst into tears and descended into the world.

Yun Qianshan came out of the bathroom with Lu Xiaolin in his arms, wrapped him in a blanket, and put him on the bed.Lu Xiaolin grabbed his hand and refused to let go, he kissed the back of Xiao Mumu's hand, pulled his blanket away, and wrapped himself in it.

"Sleep for a while, it will be fine when you wake up." He kissed Lu Xiaolin's forehead to comfort him.

Exhausted, Lu Xiaolin fell asleep holding his boyfriend's hand.The forehead is hot, the palms are hot, and the body is also hot.There is no hemp rope in the dream, and there is no 4-year-old boy running around the house trying to fly with his mother.In the dream, there was a mass of white fluffy warmth, he walked over to lie down, and fell asleep peacefully.