born stubborn

"What are you laughing at?" Yuan Yang was puzzled by his smile.

He replaced the most difficult task for him, shouldn't he be moved to tears?

Why are you lying on the table like a laughing idiot instead?

"Stop laughing!" Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows.

Damn it, I know how to smile all day long, and the person who laughs feels a little scared.

"Yuanyang, you idiot..." Liang Yue shook his slender finger, poked him twice on the shoulder, and couldn't help laughing, "When did I say that I'm going to run 3000 meters ?”

"Hey?" Yuan Yang was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that Hao Tian had applied for several events for you when you played before, isn't it eight?"

"I'll report one hundred items! Do you think I'm the Monkey King?" Liang Yue laughed again, "Yuan Ruanruan, your IQ is really hopeless, why don't you ask me?"

"..." Yuan Yang's face was thickly drawn with black lines.

"I only have [-] meters, high jump, javelin and shot put to compete with Yang Wei. Did you forget that I promised him?" Liang Yue simply explained.

fuck!

Okay, Hao Tian.OK Viagra.

Co-authoring the lunch at noon, Yuan Yang thought he was the biggest winner, having helped Hao Tian and Yang Wei.

After working on it for a long time, I was tricked by these two people who coincided with each other as monkeys.

"Squad leader!" Yuan Yang looked back at Hao Tian, ​​feeling furious in his heart.

"What you say means what you say! Don't go back on your word! A man will do what he says!"

Hao Tian clenched her fists, made a cheering gesture towards Yuanyang, and said with a smile: "Yuanyang, we made an oath! Besides, I will risk being sued, and help your girlfriend slap her youthful mouth It's too late, you can't go back on your word, can you?"

"..." Thousands of alpacas in Yuan Yang's heart rushed to the crematorium one after another.

"Oh shit? Girlfriend?" Liang Yue yelled from behind, "That's to say, the squad leader even helped your girlfriend out. How much kindness is this?"

"Liang milk bag!" Yuan Yang slapped the table and got up, strangled Liang Yue's neck when he jumped behind, and with all his strength, Liang Yue even took the chair and lay on Yuan Yang's lap.

"Ahem..." Liang Yue laughed so hard that he choked on Yuan Yang's waist, and quickly put his arms around Yuan Yang's waist, but he still couldn't stop laughing, "Hey, hey, are you going to murder your husband?"

"Fucking bastard!" Yuan Yang's face turned red, and he said that having too many friends is not a good thing. Who would dare to play with him like this when he was alone before?

It's good now, they all banded together to bully him, Yuan Yang was so annoyed, "Still laughing! Tell me, who is the husband?"

Liang Yue hurriedly begged for mercy: "You hatch, you hatch, didn't you just say that? You want to hatch an egg."

"You fucking..."

Forget it, admit it.

If this is left to the past, he will definitely throw Liang Yue to the ground with his hands down.

But now, he is reluctant.

Letting go of Liang Yue, Yuan Yang returned to lie on his desk depressed.

Liang Yue also sat down obediently, looked at Yuan Yang's back lying on the table, stretched out his hand to poke him twice, and whispered: "Hey, I know you made an exception because of me, Yuan Yang, I'm very touched .”

Yuan Yang glanced back with one eye peeking out from the bend of his arm, "Really?"

"Really." Liang Yue nodded with a smile.

"Oh." Yuan Yang felt at ease now.

……

Li Xinze hadn't come to school for several days. Fortunately, his students can practice by themselves now, so the impact is not great.

In the professional class in the afternoon, everyone chooses to practice different items according to their own level, and practice whichever item is poor.

Liang Yue's professional progress is very fast, which is due to the fact that he is next to Yuan Yang every time, and Yuan Yang gives him pointers from time to time.

Yuan Yang has also improved a lot. He wants to be admitted to the Nanying Academy of Fine Arts. With his current professional level, although he is the best in Class 7 of the No. [-] Middle School, he may not be able to go out, so he is determined.

Liang Yue concentrated on drawing, when suddenly his face felt itchy.

His fingers were stained with oil paint, so he had to rub his face with the back of his hand twice.

"Yuan Yang, help me see where there is still a problem."

Yuan Yang stopped his hands, tilted his upper body and leaned over to take a closer look.

What Liang Yue painted this time was a portrait. It was a gouache draft that he had just completed two days ago, but he changed it into an impression oil painting, so he was a little uncertain.

"The place of shadow is more serious."

As Yuan Yang said, he turned his head and glanced at Liang Yue, only to find that there was a bright red flying around the corner of his mouth, just like lipstick rubbed against make-up.

"Is there something on my face?" Seeing him staring at the corner of his mouth, Liang Yue wiped it with the back of his hand, and this time he blushed even more.

It's so cute, Yuan Yang can't see anything else, only the blush on half of Liang Yue's face.

Yuan Yang didn't want to miss such a god-given opportunity to profit from it, "Don't move!"

He stretched out his hand to help Liang Yue wipe it off, but the oil paint is not easy to wipe off, you have to wipe it patiently and repeatedly.

Yuan Yang was very proud, hey, this tofu is delicious.

Liang Yue was a little anxious to be wiped by him. After all, there were all classmates around, and he urged him in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

"Immediately." Yuan Yang also smiled back to him in a low voice.

The skin around the corners of Liang Yue's mouth is very soft and tender, smooth and smooth to the touch, plus the oil in the oil paint, not to mention how pleasant it is to touch...

Gudong!Because the upper body was too crooked, Yuan Yang lay directly on Liang Yue's lap. "Fuck!"

Liang Yuechu calmly raised his paint-covered palm, directly covered his face and rubbed it, giving him a smudge all over his face.

Holding back their laughter, the two ran to the toilet to wash their faces. One had a flushed face and the other had a gaudy face. They took half a bar of soap to wash off.

"I'm kind enough to wipe it for you. You wipe my face. Are you human?" Yuan Yang splashed water on his face.

"Don't think that I don't know that you are taking advantage of the opportunity." Liang Yue washed it clean, his sleeves stained with water droplets on his face, and said with a smile: "It's enough for you not to use a spatula to disfigure you."

"Hey!" Yuan Yang complained depressedly: "When I get close to you now, you look like a hedgehog. If I really want to kill you, why don't you stab me? I won't die with peace."

Liang Yue smiled and shook the water droplets on his hands, "Depend on the occasion, you think I don't want to touch you? The studio is full of people, how do you explain it when I see you?"

Yuan Yang got up and wiped his face, "Yes, you are handsome and you are right in everything you say." After finishing speaking, he suddenly took two steps forward and approached Liang Yue, "The studio is full of people, is there no one here?"

Liang Yue was taken aback for a moment, how could he forget about this, now it is class time, almost no one will come to the toilet.

Yuan Yang wiped his wet hands on his clothes indiscriminately, stretched out his arms to hug Liang Yue, closed his eyes greedily, and took a deep breath at Liang Yue's skirt.

"Liang Yue, let me hug you for a while, I've been holding back for a long time, don't you want to touch me too?"

"I want to do something to you, don't you regret it?" Liang Yue didn't hide, and asked him funny.

"Ah, it's up to you whether you want to touch it or not."

Yuan Yang thought that he was hugging Liang Yue now, and no matter how Liang Yue moved, he would just touch his back, at most, he would reach into his clothes and feel it, which was the maximum.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yue tightly clenched the arm around his waist, and suddenly used a clever trick, flipped his hands and gave him a back-cut catch.

"Damn it, I fell for your tricks again!"

Yuan Yang was turned on the back by Liang Yue again, because he never thought about guarding against Liang Yue.

Liang Yue smiled and pushed Yuan Yang forward, and Yuan Yang's upper body and face were half pressed against the wall.

The walls were originally covered with white tiles, but the white tiles are no longer as white as they used to be. They are half-gray and not yellow. It is probably pure natural smoked by urine steam.

Half of Yuan Yang's face was stuck on the tiles washed by urine steam, staring at a dead fly not far from the tip of his nose, and shouted in horror: "Hey, the wall is not clean, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you tell me to do whatever you want?" Liang Yue couldn't help laughing, and scratched Yuan Yang with two fingers, "I see your desire to be trampled and fucked, I will fulfill it now you."

"Don't make haha...jokes, this...school hahaha..."

Yuan Yang couldn't stop laughing when Liang Yue scratched him. If he tried his best, he might forcibly reverse the attack.

But he didn't want to do that, he was afraid that if he didn't handle it well, he would hurt Liang Yue again.

"Do you still know that this is a school?" Liang Yue finally let go of Yuan Yang, and pointed to the sink with a smile, "Go and wash it, next time, I'll push you into the urinal for a spa."

"I'm really afraid of you, Liang Shaoxia!"

Yuan Yang wobbled and went to the sink to wash his face again, rubbing the remaining half bar of soap into flakes.

"This is you. If it were someone else, I would beat him up and eat a catty of shit!"

It took the two of them two, three, and ten minutes to go to the toilet to wash their faces. They returned to the studio side by side, and noticed that their classmates just looked up at them, and went on doing what they should have done.

The students have gotten used to it, and now Yuan Yang and Liang Yue are almost a couple when they appear, and they seldom split up and place orders.

It's quite enviable that the classmates at the front and back tables are so good.

"It would be nice if Mr. Li was here, let him show us again."

Liang Yue continued to smear the paint on the canvas, and said something casually.

Yuan Yang stopped, suddenly remembered what Xia Weichu said to his aunt in the morning.

He remembered that they seemed to say that Li Xinze's son was sick, "Liang Yue, what is Gaucher's disease?"

"Gaucher's disease? Never heard of it."

Liang Yue wondered why Yuan Yang asked this question suddenly, and he didn't know what Gaucher's disease was.

"Thank you? Who is bald?"

"It can't be Xie Ding," Yuan Yang shook his head and said, "Ms. Li's son is only five or six years old. Besides, Xie Ding won't make Mr. Li stop coming to school every day, right?"

Liang Yue was stunned, "Ms. Li's son has Gaucher's disease?"

……

It is an exaggeration to say that you will grow old overnight, but it is true that you can make a person look ten years old in two or three months.

Now, Li Xinze can't care about his own image at all.

He is just a son like Li Han, a baby bump, with a big heart, and he has an inexplicably big belly.

He and his wife held the child and traveled to several major hospitals before they were diagnosed.

It's a disease I've never heard of, Gaucher's disease.

The big belly is just an appearance. The real reason is that the spleen, one of the five internal organs, is huge. Pain is one aspect. In severe cases, convulsions, mental confusion, bone damage, and inexplicable bleeding.

What's even more frightening is that the medicines are expensive.

It costs 70 million yuan for medicine every year, and the medicine is used for life. No matter how wealthy the family is, it can't afford it.

Li Xinze sat decadently on the chair outside the ward, leaning against the snow-white wall behind him, like a wilted eggplant that had been dried out, sobbing from inside to outside.

As a teacher, he was not responsible enough, and as a father, he felt even more sorry for his son.

Li Xinze asked himself repeatedly, is he a man or a difficult person?

In the end is the give up or the persistence?Can you still bear it?

When I was young, I donated incense money to so many temples, why didn't a god show a spirit?

When Yuan Yang and Liang Yue rushed to the hospital after school, Li Han had just finished convulsing for a while, and now fell asleep.

A large spit of blood spit out beside the pillow is shocking to see.

Li Xinze was holding a dry towel in silence, carefully wiping the pool of blood.

His wife huddled in a chair beside her and watched the child cry silently.

Yuan Yang and Liang Yue didn't dare to make a sound, and quietly put the fruit basket and nutritional products in their hands on the small table beside them.

"Go out and talk." Li Xinze handed the dry towel to his wife, and pulled Yuan Yang and Liang Yue out of the ward.

After searching a lot of information about Gaucher's disease on the Internet, Yuan Yang and Liang Yue were still terrified when they saw Li Han's condition with their own eyes.

With this disease, not only the child suffers a great crime, but even the family suffers along with it.

No wonder Li Xinze has become more and more haggard every day since the summer vacation, slovenly and lack of energy.

"Your uncle just left." Li Xinze stroked his face to look at Yuan Yang, and said calmly, "I'll come to see Hanhan every few days, and I gave you a lot of money. I'm an apprentice..."

While talking, Li Xinze covered his face and let out a long and extremely rough breath.

Yuan Yang frowned, no wonder Xia Weichu often went out during this time.

"Mr. Li, why didn't you tell us?"

Liang Yue was also in a heavy heart. They only knew that Teacher Li was often absent from class, but they didn't know that this happened.

"Tell you what to do, follow me to make trouble together?"

Li Xinze forced a smile, and suddenly asked the two of them, "After the sports meet, it's time for a training camp. How are you two preparing?"

At this time, still thinking about their affairs, Yuan Yang and Liang Yue looked at each other, not knowing what to say, they just nodded tacitly.

"Come on!" Li Xinze patted Yuan Yang's shoulder with his left hand, and Liang Yue's shoulder with his right hand, smiling reluctantly.

"Both of you are good boys. Give the teacher credit, and you must have a double entry next year."