Bailangbian

Yu Dong was almost out of breath by Song Fengfeng, but the feeling of suffocation and dizziness was addictive.Song Fengfeng let him go, he gasped, and then Song Fengfeng immediately came up to him and hooked his tongue.

I haven't learned anything else, but this kind of thing gets started very quickly.Yu Dong has always told Song Fengfeng this way.

Song Fengfeng has a thick skin, he always smiles, and he can't tell whether he is embarrassed or not.

The body was hot, and all the places touched were filled with small fires that made people restless.

Song Fengfeng lifted up his clothes, stopped his hands, retracted his tongue into his mouth, and stared at Yu Dong.

Yu Dong's heartbeat was abnormally violent, and he subconsciously shrank his neck and legs, as if he was nervous or shy.Song Fengfeng's ears and neck were also red, and he stammered: "I...that, is it okay?"

Still dawdling at this time? ? ?Yu Dong grabbed his neck, raised his head and kissed him, holding him tightly.Song Fengfeng was too gentle and too serious, as if this was something that required a lot of energy.In between the kisses, Yu Dong panted softly, his voice was soft, like a little wild cat snuggling up in the hole of the Yuhe Bridge.

They touched each other, as if discussing a secret but interesting thing together.

"...It's sweating." Yu Dong said.His palms are wet.

Song Fengfeng kissed the corner of his lips: "What are you sweating?"

With a strange expression on Yu Dong's face, he raised his hand to show him.

Song Fengfeng: "..."

He pressed Yu Dong on the bed again, his low and muffled laughter made the hearts of both of them jump wildly.

Song Fengfeng's bedroom also has no air conditioner.The two of them lay on the mat that was soaked in body temperature, and silently wiped their hands with paper towels.Song Fengfeng turned up the fan to a higher level, pillowed his arms, and seemed hesitant to speak.

"Happy birthday." Yu Dong whispered.

"Thank you." Song Fengfeng suddenly became shy, "This gift is very good, I like it."

Yu Dong hit him on the stomach with his elbow.

"Is it so cool?" Song Fengfeng curled up covering his stomach, and said with a soft laugh.He turned over to face Yu Dong, and rubbed his head on his shoulder, into the hollow of his neck.

"Yu Dong."

"Ok?"

Song Fengfeng's mouth almost touched Yu Dong's ear.

"I like you."

He saw the boy he liked froze for a moment, covered his ears, and smiled silently.

Song Fengfeng pressed Yu Dong's head to prevent him from turning away, and pressed it tightly to his ear, repeating in Mandarin: "Really, I like you."

Yu Dong was so ashamed that he covered his face and shouted: "Enough!"

Song Fengfeng was unwilling to let go, threw himself on him and kissed him, and then clung to Yu Dong like a rice cake.

August is hotter than July.There is no typhoon, no heavy rain, only the bright sun hanging in the white sky, radiating heat continuously.

The teacher rarely assigns a lot of homework. Before get out of class is over, he subconsciously looks up at the calendar above his head: "Today is the eighth."

All the subject teachers showed enough compassion and empathy on this day.

"Everyone is not in the mood to do homework tonight." The math teacher said, "Forget it, I won't hand out the test papers, let's put it off until tomorrow."

That is to say, number nine has to do double homework.

The students wailed for a moment, but soon regained their spirits.Newspapers with special topics on the Olympic opening ceremony were circulated in the class, and even the doorman borrowed a small TV to keep watch at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Jing's home clinic has newly installed an LCD TV and hung it on the wall.During the summer vacation, many children had colds and fevers. He still had to go to the clinic to help out tonight. It is estimated that the whole family would watch the opening ceremony with the patients who received the bottle.

Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong bought a bunch of snacks and planned to go back to eat.The TV set in Song Fengfeng's house is relatively big, and he had long planned to invite Yu Dong and Zhou Lan to come to the house and watch happily all night.The two put the shopping bags from the supermarket on the front of the car, staggered back to the intersection of Xing'an Street, and found a huge banner hanging outside the Long Kee food stall.

"Warmly celebrate the opening of the Beijing Olympic Games, buy three beers and get one free."

Song Yingxiong now allowed Song Fengfeng to drink a little wine in moderation, Song Fengfeng hurriedly pushed the cart over and asked Ma Zai at the door: "How much is a bottle? If you buy three bottles and get one free, will they all be given the same brand?"

Ma Zai glanced at him sideways: "Buy three dozen, get one bottle for free."

Song Fengfeng: "Oh..."

He pushed the cart away again.

Brother Long just came out of the food stall, and when he saw the two, he immediately waved and said, "Come watch TV tonight!"

He newly installed a large LCD TV in the food stall, and all the tables and chairs were facing the direction of the TV.Not just the TVs, but the entire food stall has been refurbished, with stickers of the five mascots on the walls and a sign for an Olympic event on each table.

"This is a badminton table, here is a table tennis table, there are swimming tables and diving tables..."

Brother Long introduced them to them enthusiastically: "It's still possible, right? I will hold a lucky draw at nine o'clock tonight, and it will be at the food stall. Come and see! There are more people and it's more lively."

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng were both moved and embarrassed: "I want to go home and watch it with my grandma."

"Come here, come here!" Brother Long waved his hand, "Tonight is just watching TV, don't force consumption, don't worry."

Back home, Yu Dong asked Zhou Lan if he knew Brother Long, the owner of the food stall, and by the way, said that he wanted to go to the food stall to watch TV together.

"I know." Zhou Lan said, "Who in Xing'an Street doesn't know Mo Xiaolong, this crazy kid."

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng looked at each other.

Okay, now they know another nickname of Brother Long.

The main task of the third year of high school students is to take exams and study.This has been the consensus of all teachers and students.

But the Olympics gave them a break.The most tense moment has yet to come, and the students tried their best to listen to the live broadcast of the game.

There is a bulky Toshiba TV in the school cafeteria. Every day at noon and evening, the TV is surrounded by people who hold bowls or do not hold bowls.

The radio in the canteen is always on, and the students have to go in to listen to something if they don’t buy anything, and they don’t run back to the classroom until the class bell rings.

The teachers in the mathematics group brought a TV from the dormitory and put it in the sports room. When there were no classes, they would drink tea and watch the game together.There is a school road between the sports room and Yu Dong's classroom. Sometimes the teachers are too excited, and their voices can be heard here.

"Class is over!" The geography teacher slapped the blackboard on the desk and shouted, "How do you remember the provinces that the Yellow River flows through? Who else remembers?"

Yu Dong didn't listen carefully either.He sat at the back of the classroom by the window, and he could see the school road and the opposite sports room with his head.

Song Fengfeng and several boys slipped out of the teaching building, crossed the school road, and ran to the sports room.

Yu Dong: "...???"

He immediately sent a text message to Song Fengfeng secretly: "Where are you?"

"Class." Song Fengfeng replied.

Yu Dong: "What class? Physical education???"

After a while, Song Fengfeng ran out from the sports room and waved in his direction.

Several students in the class who were also looking out saw Song Fengfeng and looked back at Yu Dong, guessing that this black boy was saying hello to his white-skinned friend.

Yu Dong's face was very cold, and he pressed the phone keypad heavily: "Go back to class!"

Song Fengfeng looked down at the phone, smiled and raised his head to blow a kiss to Yu Dong.

"Go back after reading it."

After the Olympics ended, Song Fengfeng also began to cheekily rub his hands against Yu Dong.Yu Dong was very dissatisfied with his behavior of not studying hard. Song Fengfeng swears to God that he will definitely get [-] points in the monthly exam in September, but [-] points is not a human being.

Yu Dong looked at the cartoon in his hand coldly.

Song Fengfeng hid the manga carefully, and took out a few papers from his schoolbag.

There is now an extra table and a chair in Yu Dong's room. This is Song Fengfeng's special seat, which is placed right behind Yu Dong, and when he sits down, he will be close to Yu Dong's back.Song Fengfeng finished writing all the topics he understood on the math paper, and looked up at Yu Dong.Yu Dong was doing a listening test with earphones on, and there was only a vague conversation in English in the room, and he couldn't hear anything else.

Song Fengfeng pressed his pen and made a clicking sound.

Yu Dong looked at him sideways, and Song Fengfeng smiled at him quickly.

Yu Dong turned his head to stare at the paper again.Song Fengfeng drew some motivation from his eyes, turned out the next chemistry paper and began to think about which topics he could do.

In order to consolidate knowledge for themselves and share Yu Dong's workload, Zhang Jing and Yu Dong worked together in a division of labor, each responsible for tutoring Song Fengfeng in different parts: Yu Dong only needed to be in charge of Chinese and English, and Zhang Jing took care of the rest.When Zhang Jing tutored Song Fengfeng, he was very fierce. Song Fengfeng didn't dare to make mistakes. He had to write the molecular structure in a horizontal and vertical manner, for fear that Teacher Zhang would find out that his writing skills were weak and he would be scolded again.

In comparison, Yu Dong is really gentle.Song Fengfeng thought that this gentleness must have other meanings in it.He didn't dare to sum it up as love, that would be too embarrassing - but in short, Yu Dong also likes himself.

He finally finished writing a biology paper, and looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

The make-up classes for the summer vacation are coming to an end, and they will officially enter the third year of high school.

Song Fengfeng stretched his waist, and poked Yu Dong with a pen: "Yu Dong?"

"Huh?" Yu Dong was doing a history question and answered him slowly.

"I'm going to get something to eat, what do you want?"

While speaking, Zhou Lan knocked on the door.She made sugar water for the two children, and took two bags of biscuits and two cartons of milk.After telling them not to study too late, Zhou Lan went downstairs to rest.Yu Dong ate some biscuits and continued to study the history topic.He has to do at least one hundred multiple-choice questions a day, and he must ensure that his accuracy rate is infinitely close to [-]%.

Song Fengfeng ate and drank enough, looked at the blank math exercises, and got bad thoughts.

He turned around and lay on Yu Dong's back. Yu Dong was shocked, and immediately lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and reminded him: "Song Fengfeng!"

The TV next door to Seventh Uncle's was still loud, and a man's breathless voice came: "Give up, no one will come to save you!"

Yu Dong: "..."

The man is still flabbergasted: "This is my territory!"

Yu Dong thought to himself, but this is clearly my territory!

Song Fengfeng kissed him on the ear, and poked his hand into his clothes.

"Don't do it..." Yu Dong lacked confidence, "You do the question."

"It's done, relax and relax." Song Fengfeng laughed as soon as he finished speaking, "Damn, this sentence sounds so strange."

Being pinched by him, Yu Dong fell silent and closed his eyes nervously.Song Fengfeng's fingers lightly touched his Adam's apple, and his Adam's apple moved, as if he wanted to speak, but swallowed desperately.Song Fengfeng also became hot, and pushed his head to his side, and the two exchanged deep kisses.

Song Fengfeng swallowed Yu Dong's voice.He grabbed Song Fengfeng's arm, scratched his nails on his dry skin, and was dazed by the surging sensation.

It is always difficult for him to refuse Song Fengfeng's request.

Although Song Fengfeng has already made an agreement with Song Fengfeng and asked him not to mess around, but as long as Song Fengfeng clings to Yu Dong, Yu Dong can't harden his heart and refuse.

It's not that he doesn't like it... All contact with Song Fengfeng can bring him a strong excitement, whether it's physical or psychological.

But these contacts also made Yu Dong feel very scared.

He is aware of the change in himself and the anticipation that comes with it, and is terrified.

After finishing, he lay on the desk panting, blushing, and didn't want to look at Song Fengfeng.

Song Fengfeng washed his hands, leaned over and handed him a tissue: "Wipe it? Shall I wipe it for you?"

Yu Dong grabbed the tissue and turned his back to him.

Song Fengfeng scratched his head, coughed lightly, and tried to reason with Yu Dong: "Then you said you can touch it once a week, right? This is the first time this week."

"Okay, stop talking." Yu Dong stopped him, "Can you stop talking about touching this and that all the time?"

Song Fengfeng packed up the papers behind him and picked up his schoolbag.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." He stroked Yu Dong's hair, "I'm going home."

Yu Dong was a little surprised: "So fast? Where's the homework? Are you done?"

"No." Song Fengfeng said confidently, "I'm going back to watch a happy little movie."

Yu Dong: "...you just wait until you die!"

Song Fengfeng tiptoed to open the door and blew him another kiss.

Regarding Song Fengfeng's change, Wu Tong used one word precisely.

"Sao." He said, "Although there is still a little gap between me and me, I'm an experienced person, so I understand."

He looked at Yu Dong.

Yu Dong: "Why are you talking about Song Fengfeng? Didn't you come to ask me how to answer this math problem?"

Wu Tong: "Oh, yes."

He quickly sat down and asked for advice seriously.

Ever since Zheng Suibo asked for leave to leave school, Wu Tong's study has become more serious than ever.

Zheng Suibo went to the provincial capital to participate in the training for the art college entrance examination. Wu Tong said that he studied together with his share, and took notes very seriously.

As long as time permits and he has spare money on hand, he will go to Zheng Suibo.

Students in the third year of high school are actually very, very busy.Seven days a week, Monday to Friday are full from morning to night; Saturdays are full-time make-up classes, but no evening self-study; Sunday morning make-up classes, afternoons are off, but evening self-study is required.

Wu Tong always pedals to the train station as soon as school is over at noon on Sunday, throws his bicycle in the parking lot, and then takes the nearest bus to the provincial capital.It was already three o'clock when he arrived in the provincial capital, so he hurried to see Zheng Suibo, handed him his notes from the last week or two, had a drink and a chat, and then hurried back to the four o'clock train.

When the train arrives at the station, if it is not late, it will already be seven o'clock.Wu Tong ate a bowl of noodles in a hurry, and rode his bicycle to school for evening self-study.

He didn't tell anyone about his itinerary, and his family didn't know about it. They only knew that he was away from home sometimes on Sunday afternoons, and he went to the library or stayed in school for self-study.

He also didn't feel that his behavior was inappropriate.Because he wanted to see Zheng Suibo, he went to see him, which was very logical to Wu Tong, and there was nothing wrong with it.

It was Zheng Suibo who felt wrong.

When Wu Tong visited him for the first time, he had already persuaded Wu Tong not to do this.He was not in a hurry to get the school's teaching notes, and sometimes when Wu Tong came over, he just didn't have time, and Wu Tong couldn't even see him at all, so he had to go back home.

Wu Tong thought he was worried about his money, so he patted his pocket, saying that it was all lucky money.He has almost no material desires for other things, spends very little, and has saved a small sum of money, which allows him to pay for a train ticket that is less than [-] yuan.

Zheng Suibo just thinks that it's not worth it.

He would wander and chat with Wu Tong on the street.Although very happy, but after every short meeting, we have to usher in a sad parting.

Wu Tong asked him: Don't want to see me?

Zheng Suibo couldn't bear to lie to him again, so he had to admit: not at all.

So Wu Tong became more and more happy.

He likes to see Zheng Suibo's surprised eyes when he finds himself coming, and he is also nostalgic for the moment when they parted, the two of them secretly linked their fingers.Compared with kissing Zheng Suibo, the excitement brought about by these small actions seems to be stronger.

Wu Tong wanted to share with others, and precisely found Yu Dong, the most suitable person for sharing.

But Yu Dong just wanted to chat with him about math problems.

"Are you listening or not?" Yu Dong was depressed, "I've said it twice, why don't you just keep laughing?"

Wu Tong suddenly leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Did Song Fengfeng kiss you?"

Yu Dong leaned back on the chair, dumbfounded.

Wu Tong: "Is there?"

Yu Dong scolded in a low voice: "Don't say this in school!"

Wu Tong nodded: "That's it."

He touched his chin and smiled meaningfully: "How do you feel?"

Yu Dong: "Wu Tong, are you a pervert?"

"You only know now?" Wu Tong shrugged, "Zheng Suibo has called me that for a long time."

He was very interested in the affairs of Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng: "How far is it?"

Yu Dong blushed: "Go away."

Wu Tong observed him carefully and smiled: "Oh..."

Yu Dong pushed him away, Wu Tong returned to his seat, was in a daze for a while, and began to laugh inexplicably.

He texted Zheng Suibo: "Can I start doing other things besides kissing?"

Zheng Suibo replied after a while: "Pervert!"

Wu Tong looked at his text message obsessively, and even felt a little excited.

Regarding Wu Tong's accurate judgment, Yu Dong quickly told Song Fengfeng, and asked him to refrain from blowing kisses to himself in public.

"Many people do this, so what's the matter?" Song Fengfeng didn't take it seriously, and turned his head to kiss Zhang Jingfei, who was pushing a cart while chatting with Guan Chuyang.

Zhang Jing and Guan Chuyang were taken aback at the same time.After the two exchanged glances, they turned the front of the car silently and left on another school road.

Yu Dong: "..."

Song Fengfeng: "Zhang Jing is so thin-skinned?"

He tried to blow a kiss to the school committee member who was walking towards the carport, but was pushed back by Yu Dong: "Let's go!"

In the third year of high school, there is no longer the concept of midterm exams and final exams.The exam is held once a month, and after the exam, a parent meeting is held to rank all the students in the grade.

Yu Qiaoshan didn't have so much time to hold Yu Dong's parents' meeting, so Yu Weiying acted as his representative.

Yu Weiying originally wanted to be the same as last time, no one was there and the phone was called, but the head teacher didn't allow it.After the results of the monthly exam in September came out, Yu Weiying was absent from the parent-teacher meeting, and the head teacher dialed Yu Qiaoshan that night.

Yu Dong's grades are very good, not only the No.1 in the third Chinese subject, but also the No.1 in the city's liberal arts - but no parents came to the meeting? !The head teacher was not only shocked, but also remembered the rumors he had heard, and became more and more sure that Yu Dong's parents didn't care about him enough and should be criticized.

For every student who is aiming for the college entrance examination, the third year of high school is an extremely critical year.This is also a huge source of pressure for the teachers who lead the third class, especially the top class.Yu Qiaoshan was reprimanded unceremoniously by the teacher, he turned his head and took all his anger on Yu Weiying.

Yu Weiying had no choice but to visit No. [-] Middle School, apologized to the teacher, and pretended to listen to Yu Dong's study situation seriously.

Yu Dong didn't know he was coming, and Yu Weiying didn't want to see him either.Yu Dong saw Yu Weiying's car at the school gate when school was over that day.Yu Weiying was smoking in the car, first saw Yu Dong, and then saw Song Fengfeng and Zhang Jing behind Yu Dong.

One hit him with a bicycle, and one followed the rough hooligan and watched the hooligan beat him up.

Both of them are not good things to Yu Weiying.He put out the cigarette, closed the window, and drove away in a hurry.

Yu Dong remembered something.He got good grades in the exam and was in a good mood. In addition, although he met Yu Weiying, he didn't have any conflicts, so he could calmly devote some energy to thinking about his relationship with Yu Weiying.

He soon discovered that in some respects, he and Yu Weiying could be allies.

He resented Yu Qiaoshan, and so did Yu Weiying.

This thought was quickly suppressed by other things, but it did not disappear.Before Yu Dong knew it, it took root little by little.

Song Yingxiong decided not to go to sea during Song Fengfeng's third year of high school.

His girlfriend's cooking skills are very good, and she even learned a lot with Song Yingxiong, and the dishes she prepared are no longer difficult to swallow.Song Fengfeng was surprised and delighted, and asked his father about when they planned to get married. Song Yingxiong was annoyed, so he resisted slapping him: "Is this something you should think about! Study hard! Get into a good school!"

Song Fengfeng is not afraid of death: "Old Dou, I care about you."

Song Yingxiong hesitated for a moment, and confessed to him: "We will talk about everything after you finish the exam."

Song Fengfeng bit his chopsticks and nodded.

He is very important.At any time, whether Song Yingxiong was by his side or not, he could get such messages from his father.

When there is no satellite phone, Song Yingxiong will leave him a message on the fishery monitoring radio station in the distant ocean. Song Fengfeng always calculated the time accurately, and went to the Fishery Supervision Radio Station to watch in advance.

Song Yingxiong has never forgotten any of these critical moments in his life.In the third year of junior high school, he had to accompany him to take the exam, sending him and Yu Dong to the examination room, and in the third year of high school, he decided to accompany him the whole time.

"My old man is really good." Song Fengfeng said, "I like Aunt Cai."

Yu Dong kept listening to him without interrupting.

During the seven-day National Day holiday, they can only have three days.Song Fengfeng came to his house with a bunch of papers in his arms, but Yu Dong didn't want to start doing his homework right away, so he sat on the roof in a daze with a novel.The sun-shading shed was installed on the roof, which was paid by Song Yingxiong. Zhou Lan wanted to return it to him, but Song Yingxiong refused to accept it.The shed is pretty, not only shade, but also bamboo tables and chairs.Song Fengfeng liked to lie on the ground, Yu Dong brought a mat up, and sat in the shed to read a book by himself, while Song Fengfeng pillowed on his thigh, talking to him casually.

He has never met Song Yingxiong's girlfriend, but Song Fengfeng has said it many times.Yu Dong felt that he also liked her, because he also liked the relationship between Song Yingxiong and Song Fengfeng.

It's a very complicated feeling, and there is no way to sum it up simply with the word "like".

Or here, there is envy, jealousy, and some desires that cannot be obtained.

"Your father is so kind to you." Yu Dong said.

Song Fengfeng stuttered for a moment, then quickly shut up: "I'm sorry."

Yu Dong scratched Song Fengfeng's hard and short hair: "It's okay."

Song Fengfeng knew that he was in a low mood, so he quickly hugged Yu Dong's waist in a lying down position, and began to nervously think about how to change the subject quickly, so as to draw Yu Dong's attention away from this matter.

Yu Dong's body smelled a little like the fried fish he just ate.Zhou Lan was not at home today, and went to the city to visit her old sisters. Yu Dong personally cooked a plate of fried fish, and Song Fengfeng settled for a lunch with porridge and mustard.

Song Fengfeng pressed his nose to his abdomen and took a deep breath.

Yu Dong got up embarrassed: "Where are you rubbing? Get up."

"Yu Dong." Song Fengfeng suddenly found a useful topic, "Shall we exchange short movies and watch each other?"

Yu Dong: "...What???"