born stubborn

Liang Yue took out a small light pink envelope from his pocket, stretched Yuan Yang's hand, and clasped it in his palm.

"Here, someone entrusted me to pass it on. I have to complete the mission."

Yuan Yang brought the envelope to his eyes suspiciously and looked at it. The light pink envelope also had plain and elegant three-dimensional embossed dark lines.On the front is an exaggerated and beautiful English TO drawn with charcoal, and his name, Yuan Yang, is on the back.

"What?" Yuan Yang pinched the envelope and asked Liang Yue puzzled.

"How do I know?" Liang Yue held back his smile and pointed to the envelope, "Open it and have a look, or can I open it for you?" After speaking, Liang Yue reached out to snatch it.

Yuan Yang pushed him, and dodged swiftly, "Go aside, let me take a look first."

The envelope was opened, and there lay a piece of striped paper with a lot of words written on it, took it out, unfolded it, and the content of the words could be seen at a glance.

Yuan Yang roughly scanned from top to bottom, his face changed, this thing turned out to be a love letter.

A love letter that couldn't be more euphemistic. The font is quite beautiful, but there is no signature underneath.

Yuan Yang raised his head, frowned and looked at Liang Yue, "Who gave it to you?"

"I don't know, someone put it on my desk, maybe it's on the wrong desk." Liang Yue smiled, and reached out to grab the love letter again, "Hey, show me what it wrote."

"Look what a fart!"

Yuan Yang pressed the love letter on Liang Yue's face, jumped behind him, smiled and pulled his schoolbag down from his shoulder.

"Don't think I don't know, it must be your fucking fault!"

"What the hell am I doing? It's really interesting." Liang Yue took the love letter from his face and looked closely at it.

Yuan Yang savagely grabbed Liang Yue's schoolbag, unzipped the zipper, and took out a notebook from his schoolbag.

"Are you kidding me? I can tell if you did it just by looking at the handwriting."

Liang Yue didn't stop him, and while silently reading the contents of the love letter, he couldn't help laughing.

"Awesome, Yuan Yang, during the night of the bridal chamber, when you were named on the gold list, did you get both of them today?"

"Get out." Yuan Yang ignored him, quickly opened the notebook, and carefully checked Liang Yue's handwriting.

In the past, Yuan Yang only paid attention to Liang Yue's English writing, but this time he looked at his Chinese writing carefully, and it was very powerful and interesting.

It's a pity that there is no resemblance to the handwriting on that love letter.

Yuan Yang was puzzled, wasn't Liang Yue joking with him?

"What?" Liang Yue pulled back his notebook and stuffed it into his schoolbag, "You don't think I wrote it for you, do you?"

Yuan Yang looked at Liang Yue and said nothing.

Liang Yue shrugged, folded the love letter, put it in an envelope and returned it to Yuan Yang, "Treasure it carefully, this is a beautiful medal on your youthful journey."

Yuan Yang frowned and refused to answer, "I don't want it, you return it for me."

"I don't even know who let it go, so who should I give it to?" Liang Yue smiled, and stuffed it into the side pocket of his schoolbag, "Just treat it as a reward for improving your grades today, and keep it."

Yuan Yang frowned again, turned around and walked towards the subway entrance, "It's impossible for someone to write this for me."

Liang Yue still followed him, laughing so hard, "You're so handsome, it's not normal if no one writes for you."

"Am I handsome?" Yuan Yang asked amusedly.

"Handsome! Handsome BGM with a high-cold style, can freeze a group of little girls!" Liang Yue said.

"Nonsense!" Yuan Yang couldn't help laughing, "If you know who wrote it, tell me later, and I will return it."

"I know, I know!" Liang Yue smiled and pushed him, "Let's go quickly."

"Aren't you going home?" Seeing that Liang Yue was going to follow him to the subway, Yuan Yang wondered, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go to your house to do my homework. Anyway, I'll be alone when I go back." Liang Yue said sullenly, "You won't welcome me, right?"

"..." Yuan Yang would definitely welcome him, but his uncle Xia Weichu might not. After all, it wasn't Yuan Yang's real home.

Xia Weichu's family treasured too many small objects, and he had repeatedly told Yuan Yang and Xia Guai not to bring strangers home casually, and even classmates, except of course Ding Yuanyuan who was tutoring Yuan Yang.

Yuan Yang hesitated, but when he thought about the situation of Liang Yue's family, he couldn't bear to reject him directly.

Fortunately, Liang Yue is a top student, and he and Ding Yuanyuan used to be in the same class. Maybe, Xia Weichu will make a difference.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yang felt relieved, "Then let's go."

I don't know if they chose the wrong car, or if they got off work and school on time, this time there were twice as many people on the subway than usual.

There wasn't even a single vacant seat, and the two stood near the door, holding the handrails facing each other, swaying back and forth boredly with the slight vibration of the car.

Liang Yue lowered his head and fiddled with the phone with one hand, while Yuan Yang looked up at the advertisement outside the car window.

Each of them searched for a long time to chat, but they couldn't find a suitable one to chat with.

In the aisle came a dirty beggar, with unkempt hair and black stubble.

The beggar was holding a white porcelain teapot, the rim was sticky with mud, and a few pieces of white porcelain had been knocked off at the bottom, exposing the black and gray iron sheet.

The beggar's face and body were sloppy, but his eyes seemed to be shining brightly. He rattled and dangled the layer of steel in the broken tea mug, begging for alms one by one.

Yuan Yang habitually took out his pocket, and he remembered that there seemed to be a one-dollar coin in his pocket.

Liang Yue glanced at the phone and saw Yuan Yang was taking out his pocket, and suddenly he grabbed it, shook his head and whispered, "No!"

Yuan Yang looked at Liang Yue puzzled.

Liang Yue tightened his shoulders and forcibly turned him around, with his back to the aisle.

The beggar swayed the broken tea mug behind them for a long time. Seeing that the two of them had been pretending to be stupid and didn't respond, he pursed his lips, turned around and asked others for it.

"Why?" Yuan Yang turned to look at Liang Yue with a funny face.

Liang Yue looked back and saw that the beggar had already gone far away, so he said to Yuan Yang: "Man, he has hands and feet, and he is not old, so what can he do? How many people have to come out to take this as a career? The jobs of real beggars have been robbed by them."

"You're really good." Yuan Yang became more and more convinced. Liang Yue was thoughtful. It was not the first time he had seen him. It's straight."

"Just admit that you are stupid." Liang Yue said with a smile.

"Your uncle!" Yuan Yang went up and punched him.

It's okay to punch Liang Yue on flat ground, but this is in a shaking subway car.

Yuan Yang punched it jokingly, Liang Yue dodged reflexively, and the phone in his hand bounced to the ground.

Liang Yue quickly let go of the supporting ring, and went to save the phone with both hands.

As soon as the subway braked, Liang Yue, whose safety factor was zero, leaned back more violently.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yuan Yang grabbed Liang Yue's arm and pushed towards him, Liang Yue threw himself on Yuan Yang's shoulder.

Yuan Yang was in a hurry, "Who the hell let you play with your phone! What if it knocks you?"

Yuan Yang shouted in a hurry, and all the people around him looked at them as if watching the excitement.

Liang Yue was grabbed by Yuan Yang's clothes and managed to stand still.

Seeing that all the people around had turned into enthusiastic eaters, Liang Yue smiled awkwardly, "Who told you to pester me?"

The subway door opened, Yuan Yang grabbed Liang Yue and walked out without saying a word, "Get off."

"Hey, fuck!" Liang Yue was almost dragged out of the subway by Yuan Yang walking backwards, and reached out to break Yuan Yang's fingers, "Let go of me, it's not like I can't walk."

Only then did Yuan Yang let go of his hand.

On the escalator, Liang Yue finally found something to say, "Yuan Yang, you have an explosive personality. Just now, you gave me a snarky roar that startled me."

Yuan Yang ignored him.

"His hands are strong enough. Do you know that it hurts me? You won't be gentle?" Liang Yue continued to complain.

Yuan Yang still ignored him.

"Why are you still angry, what's the matter? You didn't really hit me." Liang Yue smiled.

"You fucking..." Yuan Yang wasn't angry at first, but Liang Yue's nagging like a woman made him feel super helpless, so he squinted and said, "Can you shut up for a while?"

"Oh." Liang Yue snickered, and whispered to himself, "It's just a lighted firecracker."

Yuan Yang was really not angry, he was just a little messy in his mind, and it started from the moment he pulled Liang Yue into his arms.

He remembered that the last time he was at the subway station, he even pinched and hugged Ding Yuanyuan out of the track pit. In the end, Ding Yuanyuan lay in his arms for a long time, and he didn't have any other thoughts.

But Liang Yue just wobbled and didn't stand still, but Yuan Yang reacted much faster than when he rescued Ding Yuanyuan last time, and he was more worried, and even yelled uncontrollably, which was really abnormal.

The moment Liang Yue threw himself on his shoulder, Yuan Yang felt relieved, luckily he didn't hit Liang Yue.

But just as he relieved Liang Yue, he began to worry about himself again.

It's over, and I'm actually tempted by this kid.

It's over, it's over now!

Liang Yueyue talked more and more, and his mind became more chaotic, inexplicably creating a sense of panic and uneasiness, which made him stride up the escalator, farther and farther away from Liang.

"Fuck, why are you running so fast, wait for me!"

Liang Yue pressed his schoolbag tightly, and trotted after him, "You want to compete with me?"

"Liang Yue, I..."

Yuan Yang stood on the escalator, separated by two steps, looking at Liang Yue who was standing below him, looking up at him.

He wanted to say, Liang Yue, do you know that I care about you very much, and I realize that actions to protect you are conditioned reflexes.

He also wanted to say, Liang Yue, I saw you blushing this morning, do you care about me?

But no matter what he wanted to say, he got stuck at a critical moment.

I was so stuck that I couldn't speak at all.

The body also froze on the escalator, leaving only a pair of eyes that could speak, wandering restlessly on Liang Yue's face.

Yuan Yang suddenly remembered the danmei manga that Xia Guai lent him.

In the manga, Yuan Yang felt that he was not manly enough for the elementary school boy who was shy every time he saw his seniors.

But things happened to him, and when he thought about it carefully, he was not even as good as that elementary school boy.

He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Liang Yue also stared at Yuan Yang intently, trying to read the content between his eyebrows, but afraid of making a mistake, he changed the subject awkwardly and asked, "Well, did I talk too much again? ?”

"Ah!" Yuan Yang came back to his senses, frowning in confusion, and followed Liang Yue's words, "You, you should talk less."

"Oh." Liang Yue was really good, and he didn't say a word along the way.