I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Zhou Fan smiled lightly, then stretched out his hand, and touched the wall that Tang Le leaned against just now.

Inexplicably, there is a faint orange smell in the hand, which lasts for a long time.

It was late at night, when Zhou Fan woke up from his dream for the third time, he glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was 04:51, this was something that had been repeated almost every day for the past two years.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then fell back into the quilt again. His long-armed and long-legged body was lying in a large font shape. After taking a few breaths with his mouth wide open, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The body felt gradually sinking again, and the consciousness became hazy. In the half-awake state, even the sound of the whistle outside the window became clear.

The sounds in the dream were chaotic, but they were still those familiar pictures, but each time they became clearer and deafening.

"you come back--!"

The boy's voice echoed in the empty hallway.

Zhou Fan trembled violently.

He closed his eyes tightly, and frowned unconsciously, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he suddenly opened his eyes again.

The sky had already turned pale, and the faint morning sunlight came in from the window. At this moment, the pale walls on the ceiling became dazzling, and the remaining drowsiness was gradually dispelled.

Zhou Fan stared at the thin curtains without focusing his eyes. After thinking for a while, he simply got up, opened the drawer, and took out an English book to read.

……

When Tang Le went to school these days, he felt uncomfortable all over.

It’s like being called to give a speech temporarily in elementary school, unprepared, not knowing what will happen next, but everyone’s eyes are focused on me, like a fire that can burn people’s skin, waiting to see you The moment of the joke.

Tang Le lowered his head all the way, and put the hood of his coat on his head, wishing he could cover his face again.

"Hey, Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan is here." The girls behind whispered.

Tang Le raised his head upon hearing the sound, and it was easy to see the person outside the door from the first row, not to mention that this person leaned against the door frame directly, looking at him with a smile without any shyness.

Tang Le has been doing homework just now, and I don't know how long he has been looking at him like this, and I don't know how long he has been seen by others...

When Tang Le thought that the people around might already know about their relationship, he couldn't help but blushed.

Under the curious eyes of many students, Tang Le threw down the pen in a hurry, then got up and ran out of the seat quickly, grabbed Zhou Fan's arm, and wanted to take him downstairs, but Zhou Fan grabbed him with his backhand After leaving him, she directly pulled him against the railing at the gate of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

"You're crazy, so many people are watching..." Tang Le lowered his head and motioned him to look behind him with his eyes.

"Look, what are you afraid of?"

Zhou Fan smiled, and he turned around directly, with his elbows lazily hanging on the railing, his back leaning against the railing, and his front facing countless pairs of eyes that glanced over the window from time to time.

Or it's a headache to fall in love with people at the grass-level level, because there will always be a group of people who will stare at you.

What's more...it's two boys.

After all, these days, the Internet corruption culture is just in its infancy, and the reality is even rarer, so it will inevitably be viewed as a monkey in the Monkey Mountain by others.

Tang Le didn't quite understand the meaning in his eyes, and he didn't bother to delve into it.

How love goes.

Brother Le doesn't care.

But thinking of this in his heart, his face still couldn't help being congested and red, and the roots of his ears were already on fire, so hot that his soul was smoking.

"Are you shy?" Zhou Fan raised his hand, touched his ear with his cold fingertips, and immediately felt much more comfortable, and he smiled: "It's okay, I'm here, who dares to say a word about you, see if I can't smoke to death .”

"Violent mad." Tang Le pursed his lips.

Seeing the smile he tried to hide, Zhou Fan couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and whispered in the other's ear, "I'm only mad at you."

As soon as the words fell, those pink ears turned red very effectively, as if they could burn themselves.

Zhou Fan ignored the students who came and went around him, pinched his ears with two fingers, and rubbed them lightly twice: "Why do you like to blush so much, it's so cute."

"Get lost." Tang Le cursed in a low voice.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan laughed even happier. Seeing that the whole body was already red, he didn't say any more exaggerated words, and directly took out a bag from his back, which contained hot soybean milk and steamed buns.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Le looked at the bag and was taken aback for a moment.

"What do you think? My boyfriend is already thin, and he still saves money every day to pay off my debts. I feel distressed when I see it, but I can't talk to him. I can only think of various ways to feed him. Fat and fat." Zhou Fan had a calm face when he said these words, without any shyness.

Tang Le paused, but didn't reach out to take it.

"Take it."

Seeing this, Zhou Fan stretched out his arms and directly grabbed his hand, forcing him to hold the bag in his hand.

"I... can't." Tang Le hurriedly refused.

He couldn't bear this kind of sudden love, and the unrequited contribution of others for him, all of which would make him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Take it." Zhou Fan repeated, his voice could not be rejected, he said condescendingly: "I don't have this privilege as a boyfriend? Even if there is aphrodisiac in it, you have to eat it for me."

Tang Le's face, which had just recovered, turned red again. He lowered his head and took the bag of things. He frowned and glared at Zhou Fan: "What's the matter with opening and closing your mouth! What boyfriend..."

"Isn't it?" Zhou Fan smiled.

"..."

"Hahahahaha!" Zhou Fan laughed at his flushed and embarrassed look.

"You're so annoying... go back."

Tang Le raised his hand, pushed his waist and pushed him towards the stairs, and the man was as heavy as a piece of iron, and he couldn't push him even if he fell backwards.

It takes only 15 minutes to read the first class early, and the distance between the two buildings is not so fast.

"What's the rush, I'm late and just sneak in through the back door, and the team leader won't scold me." Zhou Fan supported his hand on his back, turned around with a smile.

"..."

The first grade is amazing!

Sorry, but it's really amazing.

"I'm afraid I'll be caught." Tang Le had no choice but to confess.

"Why are you being arrested?" Zhou Fan asked.

"What do you think! Of course it's Zaoli——"

Only half a syllable was squeezed out, and before the word "love" came out, Tang Le suddenly closed his mouth, and then bit his lips tightly to keep himself from making a sound, but the leaked sound had already exposed him Be thorough.

"Fuck! What did you just say?!" Zhou Fan jumped up instantly when he heard the sound, turned around and asked excitedly.

"I didn't say anything!" Tang Le lowered his head and quickly pushed him towards the stairs.

Zhou Fan pressed against his strength, turned his head and roared excitedly: "Damn it, I heard it, Tang Le, say it again, why is it early?!"

"Good morning!" Tang Le heard the sound and suppressed his voice: "I'll say good morning to you! Goodmorning! Oh ha! Which version do you want to hear!"

"Fuck, don't lie to me, kid, I heard it all!" Zhou Fan said, but his body was pushed by the other party and he had to go downstairs against the flow of people.

While talking, the class bell rang, and the people in the stairwell quickened their pace, and the resistance to going downstairs instantly increased a lot.

"Oh shit."

Zhou Fan cursed, and then had no choice but to give up. Tang Le had already pushed him to the stairwell on the third floor. There were not many students going upstairs, and most of them ran into the classroom.

Seeing that time was running out, Zhou Fan quickly took out the last thing from his school uniform. Before Tang Le could react, something was fastened on his head.

It was a deep orange cap with a small half-toothed orange painted in the middle, as if someone had bitten it off.

"Forget it, forget it," Zhou Fan sighed, "It's faster to fart loudly than to have you say something nice."

"Hmph." Tang Le gave him a white look.

Zhou Fan had no choice but to point to the hat on his head and told him, "Remember, when I'm not around, if someone speaks ill of you, beat you if you don't like it, or scold you if you don't want to. Put on the hat if you really don't want to. , lower the brim of your hat, and you won’t be able to hear any annoying things.”

After Zhou Fan finished speaking quickly, Tang Le froze in place.

Zhou Fan had already run a few steps downstairs and felt something was wrong. When he turned his head, seeing that the person was still in a daze, he raised his head and shouted at him dumbfounded: "You're stupid, go back to the classroom!"

"Oh, good."

Zhou Fan smiled helplessly when he heard the sound, and then blew a kiss to the other party.

Only then did Tang Le come to his senses. He glanced at Zhou Fan, then lowered the brim of his hat and ran upstairs quickly.

When he entered the class, the teacher of the first class hadn't come in yet, so he slipped in quickly, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and sat down on his seat with his head down, then slowly took off his hat and put it in the classroom. in the drawer.

The moment he put it in, he saw the reverse side of the brim of the hat painted with little oranges, and someone wrote a few words in the middle with a strong pen.

In that kind of place that others can't see, but the owner of the hat can see it as soon as he raises his eyes, he was too anxious just now and didn't even pay attention to it.

A gleam of water flashed in Tang Le's eyes, he stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the powerful pen with his thin fingers:

[Brother Fan's younger brother. 】

Tang Le's face turned red again.

How can this person be so boring.

The author has something to say: Oh~ It’s really prostitution in the daytime~

ps: Thank you for the lovely pears for watering ~ bow ~

pss: Please pay attention to the first announcement of the copy~