On the bloody daily life of school bullies and school bullies

It's another Christmas.

On Christmas Day, it snowed lightly in the city, which was cold but still lively.

Lin Yi finished class and went home with a big bag of apples from the students.

Ye Zhe still has class today, so let him go home early.

Walking alone on the street, many couples passed by, their ears were red from the cold, but they were all holding hands happily.

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and condensed into faint water vapor in the air. Wrapping around the scarf Ye Zhe gave him this morning, he felt extraordinarily warm.

When he got home, Lin Yi took off his gloves with great effort, and took the key to open the door.

His hands are prone to frostbite in winter, so Ye Zhe forced him to wear it every day, even if he didn't want to.

As soon as the door opened, a wave of warmth hit.

It was the two of them's small home, decorated very simply, but very comfortable.

Lin Yi hastily finished his meal, took a shower and went to bed.

The desk lamp emitted a soft light. He lay on the bed, flipped through his phone, and frowned Zou's delicate eyebrows.

Ye Zhe hasn't come back yet.

"This idiot hasn't come back so late?" Lin Yi poked Ye Zhe's gloomy head, and decided to go to bed first.

The moon gradually came out, and the community security guard yawned again and again. His sleepy eyes were dim, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow not far away.

There is also a bulging pocket on the back.

"Damn it! Thief?!" The security guard got up in an instant, and with his baton, he quietly followed the shadow.

The black shadow entered the community, stopped at the bottom of a building, and then started to climb up swiftly.

"It's really a thief." The security guard had been in office for a long time, and this was the first time he saw a thief, and he approached quietly excitedly and nervously.

The black figure was still climbing up, and as soon as he saw that his hand was about to grab the frame of the window on the fifth floor, a loud roar came from behind him suddenly and unexpectedly.

"Thief!"

With a sound of "bang", accompanied by the word "Damn", the black shadow fell to the ground.

"Give me an obedient arrest!" The security guard ran up to Hei Ying excitedly, took out his handcuffs and said, "Let's go to the police station, you little..."

Before the word "steal" came out, he froze.

A few minutes later, the security room.

"You two boys, if you have nothing to do, don't mess around with this," the security guard sighed, and said earnestly, "Even if you want to play romance, you have to know how to measure it..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lin Yi kept bowing his head and apologized, "We have caused you trouble."

Ye Zhe, who was wearing a Santa suit next to him, wanted to say something, but Lin Yi forced him to say sorry.

After entering the elevator, Ye Zhe couldn't bear it anymore, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about? I was thinking of making you a Santa Claus, but I was treated as a thief."

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Lin Yi was furious when he heard what he said, "If the security guards didn't know you, you would have been in trouble long ago."

"Didn't I want to give you a surprise?" Ye Zhe became more and more shameless, "What do you think of my body? Isn't it handsome? I look like Santa Claus?"

"It looks like someone who ran out of a mental hospital," Lin Yi glanced at him from top to bottom, and really didn't think it looked like him.

Hearing such a heartless reply, Ye Zhen Glass was heartbroken.

"Is it really not like it? Where is it not? I think it looks a lot like it! How handsome you look..."

He looked at the mirror in the elevator unconvinced, no matter how he looked, he felt extremely handsome.

"I said, are you naive?" Lin Yi almost laughed angrily at his childish behavior, "If your students see this, it won't hurt your teacher's face?"

"How can this be called childish?" Ye Zheli said straightforwardly, "This is called maintaining a childlike innocence."

"..."

When the two returned home, Lin Yicai saw Ye Zhe carrying a big bulging bag, and praised him sincerely, "The equipment is quite complete."

"No, it's a surprise for you." Ye Zhe patted his bulging pockets, smiling mysteriously.

"What?" Lin Yi was a little curious.

"You close your eyes first."

"..."

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't close it, I'll open it now."

Ye Zhe opened his pocket, and the contents were dumped on the table.

Messy things, love letters and letters, awards and trophies, all kinds of gadgets.

"This is..." Seeing these things, Lin Yi's eyes flashed with surprise.

He picked up a letter casually, and the first thing he saw was the cursive handwriting, and he knew who wrote it without even looking at it.

"It's the self-criticism I wrote for you when I was studying," Ye Zhe smiled, took it over and read it gently.

"...I, Ye Zhe, promised Lin Yi that I will never act impulsively in the future, let alone cause trouble."

After reading it, he himself was amused, "Was my writing so bad back then?"

"How good your writing is now." Lin Yi said something to him, and also smiled, feeling a little bit emotional and sad at the same time.

"I didn't expect it to be so many years..."

The two looked at the letters they wrote many years ago, the love letters written to them by others, and the trophies of various competitions they had experienced together before, talking and laughing, as if they had returned to the time when they were studying.

Two talented men of the hour.

The two were leaning on the sofa, the sky was covered with snowflakes and lively lights outside the window.

"I didn't expect you to keep these," Lin Yi leaned on Ye Zhe's arm with a smile on his lips.

"Today, you deliberately lied to me that you worked overtime for these."

"Well," Ye Zhe rubbed Lin Yi's soft hair with his bearded chin, and the youthfulness of a boy transformed into the maturity of a man.

"These are our memories."

Lin Yi nodded, Shen Yi, Hu Quan, Li Yan, Yang Lei, Wang Qiang, Chen Yun, Fang Zheng, Zhou Quan, Huang Shangtian... Even if these people have not contacted him now, he has not forgotten any of them.

"Merry Christmas," Ye Zhe looked at Lin Yi and chuckled.

"First in grade, please teach me a lot in the future."

Lin Yi's eyes became hot, and he stretched out his hand with a smile, "Thank you for your advice, I'm second in grade."

In the days to come, they will create exclusive memories for the two of them.