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"What's the matter? Did you make a sound?" Su Mu was in a hurry. He used to joke that Chi Tong loved to cry, but Chi Tong had never cried before. He was quite strong.Something must have happened this time.

Chi Tong held onto his clothes tightly with both hands, his body trembling slightly, but he didn't say a word.

"Okay, don't say it if you don't want to say it." Su Mu raised his hand and looked at Chi Tong's back, thinking about it, how hard should he pat him on the back to comfort him?

Just thinking about it, two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls came out of the store. They saw the two of them hugging like this, their mouths were long and round, and their expressions froze for a long time. Finally, they stared at Su Mu and said something disgusting, "Slag attack."

"Hey, no, what's wrong with me." Su Mu looked confused and pointed at Chi Tong, "I didn't make you cry."

"It's even more scumbag if you don't admit it when you cry." The two little girls shook their heads and left.He looked back at Su Mu with disdain.

Su Mu patted Chi Tong on the shoulder, "Hey, baby, why don't we... change places?"

Chi Tong didn't move, and didn't speak to express his attitude.

Just when Su Mu was in a dilemma, Chi's father opened the door and leaned out from the store to take a look at the two of them, and said sharply, "You should take them back to the house, and don't affect my business here."

Chi Tong sniffed, coughed a few times, let go of Su Mu and went back first.

Su Mu scratched the back of his head, looked at Papa Chi, "This...he..."

"I'm angry, didn't you look at it and your eyes turned red." Chi's father shook his head, "Knowing that Tongtong has a temper, his cousin still provokes him, really..."

"Cousin? It's not Su Chen."

"Who is Su Chen?" Papa Chi asked.

"Ah, no one." Su Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "What did cousin do?"

Chi's father was also very angry when he mentioned this, "Isn't there a table with unsteady legs in the store? His cousin didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he took Tongtong's homework to pad the corner of the table. When Tongtong found out At that time, all his homework books and papers were covered with vegetable soup."

"Damn it." Su Mu grinned, looking like he had a toothache, "Knowing that Chi Tong treats his homework as a treasure, he still dares to do this, right?"

"Who knows, go and see Tongtong quickly and comfort him." Papa Chi patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go to the kitchen to make some delicious food for you two, you come on."

"Well, okay, I'll go right away, uncle, don't worry."

Chi Tong didn't drop anything this time, he was sitting on the bed sulking when Su Mu entered his room.

"What's the matter?" Su Mu sat over and patted his shoulders, "The homework book is broken? Do you want me to vent your anger for you?"

"Who are you, brother every day, those who don't know think you are going to lay eggs."

Su Mu knew that he was in a bad mood and didn't bother with him, "Okay, you can still make a joke to prove that you haven't got over your anger, why don't you show me your homework?"

Chi Tong pointed to the table with his chin, "Where are they? I wrote a lot of the results of these five days this morning, and wrote all the rest. Fortunately, he ruined it all at once, no Is it because he said something to him that day, you are so narrow-minded."

Su Mu looked at the homework, the papers were rotten, they were full of footprints, the exercise books and notebooks were full of vegetable soup and spicy oil, and what was even worse was that there were a few slices of boiled cabbage on it. The leaves are now dry and integrated with the paper, you and I will never be separated.

Su Mu picked up a pen and looked at the notebooks, "I don't think they are used as table corners, are they used to cook hot pot? They look delicious."

Chi Tong collapsed and threw himself into the quilt, covering his face with his hands, "If I hand in these, the teacher will have to kill me, I'm done."

"Don't be decadent." Su Mu wanted to lift his quilt, but failed, so he had to reach into his quilt to touch him. After touching for a long time, he grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the bed. One day, I'll give you mine, and you can just copy the answers you have prepared."

When Chi Tong heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared again, "What about you?"

"When did you see me handing in my homework?" Su Mu poured out everything in his schoolbag, "If you hadn't forced me to do my homework these days, I wouldn't even be able to finish my Chinese homework, hurry up, don't Ink."

Chi Tong looked at Su Mu's exercise book, it was blank from the first page, not even a name was written.

The teacher has long been accustomed to Su Mu not handing in his homework, and it should be fine if he misses handing in once or twice, but Chi Tong still feels bad about it.

"No, even if I hand in the papers and workbooks, I can't finish the homework of copying the texts in Chinese." Chi Tong wanted to fall back on the bed again, but was dragged by Su Mu to sit at the table, "I'll help you write, I can also write with my left hand, so the teacher won’t be able to see that I wrote it for you.”

"Do you know how to write with your left hand?" Chi Tong grabbed his left hand to take a look, but felt that his action was abrupt, so he quickly let go of his hand, and said awkwardly, "Your fingers are really long..."

Su Mu smiled and knocked him on the head, "Don't worry about it so much, write it quickly."

Chi Tong watched him go to the balcony with his homework book, and first tinkered with the broken table, and the table was repaired after a while...

"You really know everything..." Chi Tong murmured in a low voice, then looked at his hand again, he didn't know what happened just now, without thinking about anything, he suddenly grabbed the other's hand.

This was the first time he took the initiative to shake the hand of another boy, which felt weird.

Chi Tong rubbed his forehead, he seemed to have more affection for Su Mu than a friend.

He wasn't sure if the liking was the same as before. Su Mu told him that it was wrong for him to fall in love with others because they treated him better. This feeling is not love.

Chi Tong shook his head, threw this strange idea out of his mind, and lowered his head to do his homework.

The answers on the paper were all blurred, so he could only do the questions again from memory.There is a lot of homework left, and it will be nine or ten o'clock when he finishes all the homework.

Chi Tong stretched his waist, stood up and moved his hands and feet, and when he went to see Su Mu again, Su Mu had already fallen asleep lying on the table.

He lowered his head and gave a chuckle, then quietly walked over to look at the homework book that was pressed under Su Mu's arm, and it turned out that he had finished all of it.

It is indeed written with the left hand, and the handwriting is super ugly, like a chicken paw scratching.

Su Mu's face pressed against the book, leaving a red mark. Chi Tong reached out and tried to pull the book out from under his face, but his hand stopped in mid-air for a long time without moving.

In the end, his hand didn't land on the book, but he gently touched the other's eyebrows with his fingers, which was prickly and a little hard.

Chi Tong touched it twice, his fingers slid from the eyebrows to the tall nose, and then to the mouth...

Maybe he had been busy for too long just now, and he suddenly took a break to put his brain in a relaxed state. He didn't have any extra energy to think about anything, so he just stared blankly at the other party.

From the looks alone, Su Mu is his favorite type, and his temperament and personality are quite attractive to him, but he just dare not like her.

Likes that are too easy are often unable to hold on. He has failed seven times, and he is afraid.

"What's wrong with my face?" Su Mu rubbed her eyes, sat up straight with a sigh of relief, "You've been touching it for a long time."

"You, you woke up a long time ago?" Chi Tong withdrew his hand in a panic, and almost fell off the chair, "It's okay, it's just that your face is dirty, with a piece of pen water on it."

"Ah? Where?"

Su Mu wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone, but Chi Tong licked his finger first, then rubbed Su Mu's face vigorously, "Okay, wipe it off."

"Damn, are you dirty? Use spitting..." Su Mu glanced at the fountain pen on the table while speaking. He fell asleep just now and forgot that he didn't write with a fountain pen at all. "Where did you get the fountain pen?"

The author has something to say: Tongtong is about to fall off the horse, please don't worry QAQ

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