pretend to be poor

I like you.

The four words dissipated with the sound of the wind, but they resounded endlessly in my mind.

Xue Ting said while looking into his eyes.

Tong Jingyuan told Tong Huai since he was a child, if a person looks into your eyes and talks, then he must be very serious.

Eyes are not deceiving.

Tong Huai's brain was completely blank, and he faltered out a few words with a wooden face: "...Are you crooked?"

"Not sure," Xue Ting paused, "Before I met you, I also thought I was straight."

But don't you still have a girlfriend who is waiting for you to go back to the exam?

Isn't it first love?

In a daze, a thunderbolt struck, and Tong Huai took a few steps back, as if he had caught something, a little angry and aggrieved: "Then where is your girlfriend?"

Xue Ting was more confused than him: "Who told you that I have a girlfriend?"

"It's the first time we both went to the hospital to see grandpa. You called her and said you would go back for the exam..."

Under Xue Ting's slightly surprised gaze, Tong Huai's voice weakened little by little.

...Looks like he's been misunderstanding something.

Xue Ting's face was paralyzed, and there was a faint white mist when he spoke: "That's my mother."

Tong Huai: "..."

No wonder he always paid attention to his future object.

Xue Ting thought about it, and said with both laughter and laughter: "If you have any questions, just ask."

He seemed to smile, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly, "It's convenient for me to find a partner."

Engage in objects...objects...like...

Tong Huai's mind was in a mess, he stared blankly at the familiar handsome face, and finally came back to his senses at this sentence, and was shocked suddenly.

Xue Ting wants to have sex with him!

Tong Huai suddenly lost his ability to think, and blurted out "It's snowing, I'll go home and collect my clothes", before Xue Ting could respond, he turned around and ran away.

Like a small cannonball, Xue Ting couldn't stop him.

Looking at the empty palm that was only grasping a snowflake in vain, Xue Ting slightly tightened the corners of his lips.

He really didn't expect that not only would he have to deal with the rejection of his confession, but he also had to worry about the little ancestor slipping and falling on the ground covered with a thin layer of snow.

At last year's sports meeting, Tong Huai never ran so fast in the relay race.

With his heart beating violently, he rushed back to the old house and slammed the door, panting for breath.The old house has not been lived in for a long time, the air conditioner is not turned on, and it is cold and desolate, but he feels that his cheeks are burning hot, scorching hot, and even his fingers that have been blown by the wind like ice cubes can't suppress the temperature.

Tong Huai slid on the ground in the darkness, stared blankly at the void for a while, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, took out his phone, opened the search, and entered keywords with trembling fingers.

What if the friend is gay?

- can't be straight

My good brother confessed to me, what should I do?

-Baidu recommends related articles to you: "So you want to fuck me", "My brother and I have sex", "The domineering school god falls in love with me"...

What a mess!

Tong Huai was irritated again, he slammed the phone away, and hugged his knees in a daze with a sad face.

Xue Ting likes him?

Why does Xue Ting like him?

The two questions swirled in my mind, which was even more dazzling than the heavy snow outside.He didn't know how long he thought about it, but when he realized that his legs were numb from the cold, he climbed up while leaning on the wall, grabbed his phone and checked the time.

At least half an hour has passed.

Then Xue Ting should go back.

Tong Huai's mood was complicated, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned on the light in the living room, and threw his schoolbag on the table. He wanted to turn on the air conditioner to take a shower, but he looked at the window uncontrollably.

The summer curtains haven't been changed yet, they are thin, faintly showing the warm yellow street lights.

Before Xue Ting sent him home, he would wait under the street lamp until the lights in the house were turned on.

And he would quickly run to the window, often because it was too late to shout, so he sent him a WeChat message and waved goodbye to him.

Memories repeated in his mind, Tong Huai unconsciously walked to the window, lowered his head, and saw Dao's shadow sharply through the tulle curtain.

He was startled, opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and pushed aside the curtains and opened the window.

The north wind whirled into the house, blowing towards my face.The snow was falling heavily and kept falling, and the street and the roofs in the distance were already white and cold to the bone.

Xue Ting was actually still waiting under the street lamp.

For a moment, Tong Huai seemed to be hit by an invisible heavy hammer, angry, anxious, annoyed and regretful: "Why don't you go home!"

The lights came on, the windows opened, and familiar people appeared.

When Tong Huai fled in panic just now, the momentary sense of emptiness was instantly filled again.

Xue Ting raised his head against the wind and snow, smiled lightly, nodded to Tong Huai who was staring wide-eyed, and turned to go home as usual.

Tong Huai stared at his back, hesitated to speak, opened WeChat to say something, but hesitated.

Saying heavy words and refusing is afraid of hurting Xue Ting's heart, but speaking tactfully will give Xue Ting extra hope.

But he really never thought about liking a boy in the past.

Tong Huai's heart was heavy, and he forgot to close the window. He trudged back to the sofa, fell headlong on it, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

When did Xue Ting like him?

He suddenly remembered the last time he played truth or dare at KTV.

After Xue Ting was drawn, he chose to tell the truth, and was heckled and asked how old was his first love.

He was drunk that day, and he vaguely remembered that Xue Ting looked at him for a long time, saying that he was 17 years old.

His first love was Tong Huai.

Tong Huai was like a restless puppy, he didn't know where his temper came from, biting the pillow to vent his anger, he was sleepy after tearing it enough, and fell asleep on the sofa with inexplicable melancholy.

It was a nightmare again that night.

He dreamed that after Xue Ting confessed his love to him, Tong Jingyuan and Yu Wen fell from the sky, and the three of them fought, seemingly endlessly.

He stood there in a daze, wanted to speak but couldn't, his throat seemed to be caught by something, and his body kept sinking and sinking.In the end, Xue Ting won the battle, came over and dragged him away.

This messy dream ended in a cold wind.

Tong Huai opened his eyes drowsily, dizzy for a while, his forehead was like boiling hot water, he realized something, first looked at the time - five o'clock in the morning on Saturday, and then looked at the window.

It snowed heavily last night, the wind blew the snow into the house, and a thin layer was formed around the window. He slept on the sofa all night and was blown into a fever.

His hands and feet were frozen stiff, Tong Huai rolled himself up with a small quilt on the sofa, turned on the air conditioner tremblingly, his blood-poor legs were numb for a while before regaining consciousness, and hurried over to close the window.

After doing this, Tong Huai had no strength left, his eyelashes fluttered to cover his eyes, he stumbled back to the sofa, curled up into a small ball trembling, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up again, it was broad daylight, and instead of recovering, he was hot all over, making him even more uncomfortable.

Tong Huai subconsciously wanted to send a message to Xue Ting, to act coquettishly and tell him that he was sick.

The next moment he remembered what happened last night.

Tong Huai shrank his head into the quilt again, his exhalation was hot when he breathed, his eyes fluttered, he poked open WeChat, he didn't dare to read Xue Ting's name in Zhiding, but he inevitably saw unread messages.

-XT: Remember to close the window, be careful not to catch a cold

Posted at [-]:[-]pm last night.

Tong Huai: "..."

I don't know why, but when he saw this news, he felt a subtle embarrassment.

He poked open Yu Wen's message bar and typed: come to save me

- A fish that dreams of being the King of the Sea: Hey, are you not looking for your Concubine Xue?

Tong Huai's brain hurts, and it hurts even more when Xue Ting is mentioned.

As soon as he pressed the voice button, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he said angrily: "I demoted him from the palace-I'm going to be cold! You still haven't come to save my dog's life!"

Yu Wen was leisurely planning to go to the ski resort at home, but when he heard the voice, he hurriedly asked the family driver to drive there, and took the golden and precious little emperor to a private hospital for treatment.

After taking his body temperature and checking his body, Tong Huai was put into the ward to rest and hang water.

Tong Huai always came to this private hospital when he got sick, and the nurse also knew him, and she still had a deep impression on him—after all, Tong Huai was a master who cried for 10 minutes after every injection.

She carefully inserted Tong Huai's needle, and it was rare that she didn't hear his ouch. She glanced at Yu Wen, who was full of confusion, and left with great winking.

There was no outsider present, Yu Wen held back for a long time, and finally he was able to speak in a strange way: "Have you quarreled with Xue Ting? You are usually so clingy to him, but today you are sick, and you can think of me, Yu Guiren, who has been relegated to the cold palace..."

"How can I be clingy to him!" Tong Huai was stimulated again, and immediately yelled back.

Yu Wen reported it with a louder roar: "Why are you shouting so loudly! You are so clingy to him!"

Tong Huai: "..."

Having caught a cold, he couldn't help it, he shrank into the quilt aggrievedly, sniffed: "Then I'm not sticky now."

Yu asked, "What's the matter?"

Tong Huai immediately shut his mouth tightly.

From elementary school to now, he would tell Yu Wen about any troubles he had.

But now he doesn't want to say it, and he doesn't know how to say it.

If it were Yu Wen Tiaofeng who confessed to him, he wouldn't be so at a loss.

...That's Xue Ting.

Seeing Tong Huai's eyes wandering, Yu Wen touched his forehead suspiciously: "Brain burnt out?"

Tong Huai grimly showed a mouthful of small white teeth, which meant that he couldn't growl, but he could bite directly.

Yu Wen shook his head, tucked him in the quilt, and was about to call Xue Ting in the living room.

The kid looked as if someone had knocked him over with a sugar bowl, and he was out of shape.

what happened?

Tong Huai's head was dizzy, and his eyelids were sore. He was so tired that he could fall asleep in a second, but he jumped up again as if he had installed a small brain wave radar about Xue Ting, staring at Yu vigilantly and asked: "Don't tell Xue Ting about my illness. Collaboration with the enemy and treason is forbidden!"

Hey, a few days ago, it was okay to wear a school uniform. After running 3000 meters, you put your head on your shoulders. Now you are an enemy country?

Yu Wen pushed him back: "Okay, okay, sleep with you, I'll tell your dad to always..."

Tong Huai shouted hoarsely: "Don't tell the old boy!"

Yu Wen was at a loss, rolled his eyes, and simply moved a stool to sit down: "I won't tell anyone, it's done."

Tong Huai's energy was gone again, and he lay down weakly, humming, full of worry.

If the old boy and Yu Wen knew that Xue Ting had something wrong with him, would they transfer Xue Ting to another school?

It's too dangerous to let them know.

Saturday passed in a daze, and Tong Huai improved a little on Sunday, but he still had a fever and was weak.

The doctor issued a certificate and suggested taking leave.

There is no need to go to school. In the past, Tonghuai was very happy, but now he is a little hesitant.

Xue Ting didn't know that he was sick. If he asked for leave and refused to go, Xue Ting would think that he was hiding from him.

But after going to school, how should I face Xue Ting?

He didn't want to change the same table, and he didn't want Xue Ting to sit with other people.

He wanted to go to class with Xue Ting, go home, eat together, and do homework together as before.

Tossing and turning until the evening, Tong Huai gritted his teeth, he refused to listen to Yu Wen's persuasion and left the hospital, went back to the old house to pick up his schoolbag, and then found another very unlucky thing.

...The books and regular clothes for the recent class are put in Xue Ting's room.

But don't be cowardly.

A man must face it bravely.

Tong Huai went to school with an empty schoolbag on his back.

Yu Wen couldn't hold back Tong Huai, so sullen, he sent him to the door of the third class, patted the back of his head, turned around and went back to his own class through the back door.

Across the classroom door, Tong Huai hesitated again.

That night he ran away and left Xue Ting where he was, wondering how Xue Ting was feeling.

If it were him, he might be pissed off.

He didn't dare to face Xue Ting's angry look.

...Fuck his grandpa's man!

Tong Huai backed off, and turned around to sneak back to the backer's house over there.

As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into Director Zhang who was clasping his hands behind him and sneered.

Lao Zhang snorted two streams of hot air from his nose, and pointed to the classroom of Class [-]: "Go in."

Tong Huai: "..."

"You want to run away from your evening study again, thinking I don't know? I can tell what you want to do just by looking at the tip of your hair."

What a shocking blood mold.

Tong Huai stared at Lao Zhang for a while with a bitter face, pinched his nose to recognize it, pushed the door slowly and entered the classroom, weakly responded to the greetings along the way, and secretly glanced at the corner of his eyes pretending to be careless.

Xue Ting sat on the seat.

Tong Huai began to regret why he had to sit inside again.

He didn't know what kind of expression to put on Xue Ting, and finally decided to be colder for the time being.

The lights in the classroom were shining white, Tong Huai's nose was red, and he stopped in front of his seat, his voice was hoarse, because the nasal voice sounded soft: "Let's go."

Hearing the sound, Xue Ting frowned, looked up at him, got up and let him in, and asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Tong Huai pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending he didn't hear it, but found that Xue Ting had brought all his books over, he was stunned for a moment, took out a book from the belly of the table and put it on the table, ready to sleep on his stomach.

Xue Ting: "Yu asked..."

If you do it, you will know that Yu Wen is a collaborator and treasonous master!

Tong Huai turned back angrily, and his eyes fell into Xue Ting's quiet and dark eyes. The other party saw his reaction clearly, and said with a smile in his voice, "Finally, he is willing to look at me."

Xue Ting looked calm and calm.

As if he wasn't the one who dropped the two bombshells the night before, and he wasn't the one who said he liked it.

It seems that Tong Huai is the only one who is entangled to death.

Tong Huai became furious in an instant, and squinted at the two melon-eating crowd in front of him, not intending to let them listen to the excitement, so he hooked his fingers at Xue Ting.

Xue Ting obediently leaned over, his gaze resting on Tong Huai's face for a moment, as if hearing what he said was a secret, he lowered his voice: "I'm straight."

"Don't you feel anything for me?"

Tong Huai turned his eyes away and groaned, "I only consider you a friend, and I've already told you that I'm straight."

Then why don't you dare look into my eyes?

Xue Ting frowned, without being annoyed, and nodded coaxingly: "Yes, I see."

The clam shell has to be pried open to spit out the pearls, but not too hard, or the shell will be damaged.

So don't be impatient.

Tong Huai could hear his perfunctory, his teeth itched with anger, his eyes crossed, he glanced at the ruler on Zhao Gou's desk in the front row, pointed to the ruler, and declared solemnly for the last time: "I will follow the ruler with that ruler." Straight as a ruler, there is no way it can be bent."

Xue Ting stared at him for three seconds, then suddenly got up and brought the ruler over.

Then, in front of Tong Huai, he folded calmly.

The plasticity of this ruler is surprisingly good, and its flexibility is strong, so it was bent to Tong Huai immediately.

Xue Ting pointed to his curly hair again, with a half-smile: "Straight as it?"

Tong Huai: "..."

Hold.