I have an online dating relationship with the school grass next door

Regarding Duan Han's words, Lin Xiaoyang did not make a clear statement.He neither said he believed it nor said he didn't believe it. He was silent for a long time before he said to Duan Han: "The first section is Chinese."

The ancients still had the experience of being bitten by a snake for ten years and being afraid of well ropes. He had just been fooled by Duan Han. No matter what Duan Han said at this moment, Lin Xiaoyang had to be vigilant from the bottom of his heart.

As long as he remembered what he had said and done in front of Duan Han under the protection of Yangzi's vest, he had done everything in front of Duan Han, pretending to be a fool, and he felt as uncomfortable as a fire, and he was so ashamed.

Probably because he discovered that the secret he thought he had been hiding all along was known to someone he knew, and that person was still by his side.

There is a 10-minute break between the end of morning reading and the first class, and half of it has passed by now.The atmosphere in the class was very lively, the table was pushed crookedly by those running wildly, a group of girls gathered together, staring at Duan Han with bright eyes.

Zhao Qi, who had just turned around and turned back at the front table, was near the water tower first. Seeing that the two of them had stopped talking, he had the courage to lean back and lean on the edge of Lin Xiaoyang's table to talk to Lin Xiaoyang.

At this moment, the atmosphere between Lin Xiaoyang and Duan Han was a bit delicate. Although neither of them spoke and they were doing their own things, there was a strange smell in the air.

Zhao Qi couldn't help but tsk tsk when he thought of the bloody drama of the new century in his mind just now.

He was so fascinated that he didn't realize that both Duan Han and Lin Xiaoyang raised their heads to look at him, as if examining a fool.

"This is...?" Duan Han turned his head and asked Lin Xiaoyang.

"Zhao Qi, Hukou Qi." Lin Xiaoyang was deeply ashamed by Zhao Qi's stupid appearance, kicked his chair leg, and kicked him back.

Zhao Qi: "..."

He almost hit his head on the table.

"Brother Yang, why bother to bully me in front of my new classmates." He stabilized his figure and leaned forward again without fear of death, "Seriously, do you two know each other?"

"He Jun was yelling loudly just now, didn't you hear it?" Lin Xiaoyang said, "I know you, don't know me well, don't ask me anything else."

Zhao Qi didn't answer, and looked at him stupidly.

The atmosphere cooled down a little, and the original delicate feeling became a little awkward with the intervention of a third person.Duan Han saw the silence at this moment, so he quickly took over the conversation: "Meeting is fate——Zhao Qi, Zhao Yun's Zhao?"

"Hey, yes. My name is Tu, and your name sounds nice." Someone broke the deadlock, and Zhao Qi was also lively, and he didn't forget to brag about each other when he answered the conversation.

The two chatted for a while, and ended the topic when the bell rang.

Duan Han's mouth is irritating, and he is indeed bluffing when he speaks human words. Anyway, after talking about these few words, Zhao Qi has a very good impression of him.

He turned back and whispered to Zhou Yuan who was at the same table: "I thought this kind of temper who came over midway was weird, but Duan Han is actually quite nice."

"Don't talk about it, just you go up, didn't you see the expression on brother Yang's face next to you?" Zhou Yuan pouted, "When you see those two people have conflicts, why don't you know how to read your face. "

"Ah? Is there any?"

Zhao Qi really didn't notice.He glanced back, Duan Han was looking down for the language documents, and Lin Xiaoyang was sitting beside him, but his eyes were looking towards Duan Han.

Duan Han seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoyang.The two of them looked at each other for two seconds, Lin Xiaoyang was the first to lose, and mumbled to search in the drawer.

This is, a conflict?

Zhao Qi was a little at a loss.

Is it because their contradictory postures are unusual or I, Zhao Qiren, is more naive, why do I think they don't seem to be contradicting?

His expression directly showed Xiao Zhao's bewilderment at this moment, and Zhou Yuan was about to be laughed at by his straight male deskmate: "Don't you think Brother Yang just spoke in a wrong tone?"

That's kind of it.

"Ah... a bit rushed, like eating a firecracker." Zhao Qi was obviously not relieved, "Hey, it's okay, boys, there are always two or three days a month when I feel very upset, I'm used to it."

Zhou Yuan: "?"

Is this the world of the strong?

sorry.

The Chinese teacher in Lin Xiaoyang's class is the same as Duan Han's previous teacher, very Buddhist. Facing many students who are sleeping behind piles of books, the teacher chooses to ignore them, leaning on the desk to give lectures, without making a fuss moved by the environment.

Duan Han is still packing the books he brought.He seems to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he has been fine-tuning for a long time to arrange the two stacks of books and notebooks in the drawer on a horizontal line.

Lin Xiaoyang looked at it and thought why this man had so many problems.

He is a little sleepy right now, and he is probably going to collapse later, becoming one of the many sleepers in the class.

Lin Xiaoyang yawned and turned his gaze away.

He hasn't had a good rest these two days—or he hasn't been able to sleep well since the interview.Take Mian Ji that night as an example. He originally wanted to speak clearly with Duan Han on QQ, but he couldn't help looking through the records of his online dating with "Ahan".

I have to say that he was extremely relaxed in front of Ahan.Maybe it's because of the confidence that no one can hit anyone through the network cable, Lin Xiaoyang never deliberately hides his feelings, and has always been the most authentic self.

He also discovered many details that he hadn't noticed before.

It was only then that Lin Xiaoyang realized that his fall might have been caused by himself.

As far as the information he exposed, on the surface, it seems that it has no specific relationship with reality, but as long as it is connected together, it is strange that people you know cannot recognize it.

He typed a long paragraph in the chat box, deleted and wrote, struggled from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and finally chose to give up.

Lin Xiaoyang felt that he liked Ahan, but his feelings for Duan Han were definitely not.When he faced A Han, he was completely different from Duan Han.

Facing Ahan, he is relaxed and at ease; while facing Duan Han, he often feels embarrassed and ashamed.

No matter how you think about it, the former is much better than the latter.

Thinking about it, Lin Xiaoyang yawned again.Beside him, Duan Han finally finished collecting the books and stretched his back.

"Finished?" Lin Xiaoyang asked casually.

"It's almost there." Duan Han opened the book, "Where did it end?"

Lin Xiaoyang: "This..."

He didn't know where he was talking about.

Why does Duan Han think he can listen to Chinese class?

"...Ah, you didn't listen." Seeing his appearance, Duan Han immediately reacted and teased with a smile: "You are not good, Xiao Lin."

"Student Xiao Duan." Lin Xiaoyang snorted coldly, "I hope you remember that you haven't been removed from my blacklist yet. So, be careful with your words and deeds."

Duan Han: "..."

Learned to be smart, but also learned to choke him.

He really choked.

Lin Xiaoyang was in a good mood after successfully regaining the victory.

In the middle of the Chinese class, with 10 minutes to go, Lin Xiaoyang finally couldn't hold on anymore and became a member of the sleeping group.

He found a notebook under it, and hid it behind the pile of books. He buried his face in the sleeve of his school uniform, revealing a smooth back of his neck.

The two of them were by the window, and the window was opened a little at the moment, and the wind poured straight into the classroom.Lin Xiaoyang shrank his neck, feeling a little cold.But when he turned his head to the side, he would be disturbed by the bright incandescent lights in the classroom, so he could only endure the cold and sink his head into sleep.

Duan Han looked at his neck with goosebumps due to the cold wind, thought for a while, stood up and hooked the window frame and closed the window.

The wind stopped.

The teacher glanced at him, then turned back to continue explaining classical Chinese.Some other students in the class stared at Duan Hanxiao for half the class, but they never looked back.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see why Duan Han stood up and closed the window just now.

"Wow, it's so heartwarming." Qin Xiaoluo envied her face, "The new classmate is too warm, Brother Yang must be so moved."

"Hey, it's a warm guy." Her tablemate is also a girl who is in a relationship. Thinking of her straight man of steel, she is almost in tears: "My partner will only tell me to wear two more clothes."

"Who isn't?"

Qin Xiaoluo turned her head and stared at He Jun: "Ah, poor straight man."

He Jun: "?"

weird.

But no matter what the other students thought or talked about, Lin Xiaoyang and Duan Han, who were the parties involved, knew nothing.Lin Xiaoyang's physique was cold, and he didn't feel much warmer with the windows closed, and the classroom wasn't a good place to rest, so he lay on the ground for a long time, but he didn't feel much sleepiness.

He sat up abruptly and took a long breath.

"What's the matter?" Duan Han was taking notes next to him, and he was almost scared to death by Lin Xiaoyang's sudden fake corpse: "Why is it so scary?"

"Go away."

Lin Xiaoyang was a little irritable: "I can't sleep."

"Is it uncomfortable to sleep?" Duan Han glanced at his table, saw the coil book that Lin Xiaoyang used as a cushion, and was stunned: "Xiao Lin, I won't say anything else, you are really cruel to yourself."

Sleeping on a coil pad, is this waiting to be printed on the forehead?

Lin Xiaoyang was sleepy and confused, and didn't want to talk to Duan Han at all.He ignored Duan Han, put the notebook in the drawer, and fell down to sleep again.

Duan Han stopped him.

"Wait." He said, taking off his coat.

This day, Duan Han was wearing a dark down jacket, which was soft and thick.He pulled out a crumpled No. [-] Middle School uniform from the bottom of his schoolbag, unfolded it, folded it into a square and put it on Lin Xiaoyang's desk, and then wrapped the down jacket around Lin Xiaoyang's seat.

Lin Xiaoyang was a little taken aback, watching his movements foolishly, his eyes following Duan Han's movements.

After Duan Han took off his coat, there was only a shirt and a V-neck sweater left, which looked thin and tight.Lin Xiaoyang was dumbfounded for a long time, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

"My body is hot, so I'm not afraid of the cold." Duan Han said, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Ah, yes."

"Then sleep."

As Duan Han said, he pressed Lin Xiaoyang's head down.He didn't dare to use too much strength, but fortunately, Xiao Lin was being dazzled by his operation at the moment, and he didn't have any reaction to struggle, and he obediently lay down.

Feeling the conscience, it was several times warmer.

Lin Xiaoyang was buried in Duan Han's old school uniform, with a little fragrance of washing powder lingering on the tip of his nose, inexplicably hypnotizing.

The voice of the Chinese teacher seemed to be blurred and pulled away.

Before falling asleep, the last sentence Lin Xiaoyang heard was Duan Han's "I call you after class".Then a warm hand fell from the back of his neck, in stark contrast to the original cold skin.

"Go to sleep."

Duan Han said, "Have a good rest."

The author has something to say: Chinese teacher: Haha, I am not worthy.

I updated it! !

(The first two days were some things at home, such as accidents x)

(I also want to have a heart-warming little sister to help me keep warm in class and cry, I am so sour.  …)