pretend to be poor

After being amusing, Xue Ting admired Tong Huai's complex expression of shock, aggrieved and angry enough, took off his school uniform jacket, folded it, and put it on Tong Huai's table: "Lie down and sleep on it, be softer."

Delicate little curly hair, sleeping on the table will feel that the table is too cold and the book is too hard.

This is really very tempting, Tong Huai struggled for a few seconds staring at the rolled up school uniform, and said silently: I am a straight man.

Then firmly pushed back the school uniform.

In order to prevent Xue Ting from putting it over again, he quickly fell down and fell asleep on the table.

Xue Ting: "..."

After a while, Tong Huai felt a warmth in his body.

Xue Ting put the school uniform jacket on him.

A refreshing soapy scent lingers.

Tong Huai was awkward, and wanted to return the clothes, but when he turned his head, Xue Ting was already seriously brushing up the questions.

He pinched the corner of the school uniform and wrinkled it until he shrank back silently, expressing that he reluctantly accepted it.

Xue Ting stared at him from the corner of his eye, and secretly laughed in his heart.

Tong Huai slept on his stomach for a class, his forehead was still hot.

After the first self-study get out of class, Zhao Gou excitedly turned his head and beeped: "Brother Tong, why did you fall down? Look at you, you are so delicate and frail, our brother Xue feels so bad."

Tong Huai's face was flushed with boredom, and his wet and black eyelashes were drooping. Hearing the sound, he barely opened his eyes and threw the book on the table over: "Shut up."

"Hey, don't tell me, I didn't come here to talk about this." Zhao Gou Jianghu was called an old dog, not because of his reputation. He took the book and put it down with a shy face, winking at him, "The monitor and the school committee have a situation."

Seeing Xue Ting get up and leave, Tong Huai became interested all night: "What's going on?"

Zhao Gou: "Just that kind of inexplicable atmosphere, tsk tsk tsk, that aura, no wonder Lao Zhang catches the puppy love." After a pause, he looked suspiciously at the direction Xue Ting left, and lowered his voice "I didn't dare to say it because I was afraid that Brother Xue would look coldly at you. The aura between you and Brother Xue is really..."

Tong Huai grabbed his back collar expressionlessly: "Lao Yuan."

"Hey, chat." Chen Yuan stopped writing and turned around.

"Take this back from your house." Tong Huai said coldly, "Otherwise he may not be looked down upon by Xue Ting, but he will be beaten by me."

Xue Ting didn't return to the classroom until the beginning of class.

Tong Huai didn't understand why he didn't take the opportunity to slip away.

It was snowing heavily outside, Xue Ting was still wrapped in a chill, and his hair was a little wet from the snowflakes.

He put on Tong Huai's school uniform, and he only wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath, which made him look more slender and handsome, with a cold expression. From the end of the corridor to the end of the corridor, the girl who had a crush on him didn't dare to go up and say sentence.

When Tong Huai heard the person at the same table come back, the tips of his ears twitched, and he pretended to be dead without making a sound.

Immediately, there was a chill on his forehead, he paused, and then took it back.He opened his eyes, it was Xue Ting's hand.

It was midsummer, and the ground was hot enough to fry eggs, but Xue Ting's hands were still warm and cool, especially in winter.

Tong Huai was a little dazed and couldn't help thinking, is it because he has never received real care from his parents since he was a child?

A cup of hot water and a few packs of medicine were handed in front of him, and Xue Ting gently brushed his warmed fingers between his brows: "Take some medicine before going back to sleep."

It turned out that he had just gone to the school infirmary.

Tong Huai couldn't help scratching the table secretly.

No, I still have to run.

Xue Ting is like this, he, a straight man, can't stand it.

Tong Huai said thank you muffled, took the medicine and lay back on his stomach, turned his head and vaguely saw his own shadow on the dark window, his little curly hair was very eye-catching.

Tong Jingyuan, his mother, and grandparents didn't have curly hair. When they arrived in Tonghuai, they suddenly mutated and grew slightly curly hair.

He didn't like this hair since he was a child, and it was even more annoying to look at it now.

With an idea in mind, 10 minutes before self-study next night, Tong Huai sent Yu Wen a message on the pretext of going to the bathroom and that he didn't want his schoolbag, and then slipped out of the classroom.

Jumping over the wall to skip class is commonplace, even if it is a little slippery in the snow, it is not a problem.When the two climbed out of the wall, the bell for the evening self-study get out of class of the No. [-] Middle School rang, and Tong Huai followed Yu Wen for a few steps, and couldn't help but look at his phone, afraid that Xue Ting would ask him where he had been, why didn't he? go back.

Fortunately not.

He seemed to be relieved, but at the same time very concerned, he followed Yu Wen into his driver's car absent-mindedly.

Yu Wen originally wanted to take Tong Huai to the hospital for an injection, but Tong Huai strongly refused and gave the driver an address in the city center.

Yu Wen wondered: "It's late at night, you are dragging your sick body, and you still want to play games?"

"Fart," Tong Huai glanced at the phone again, his pretty face was calm, "I'm going to do big things."

Yu asked, "A big deal?"

I always feel that it is not a good thing.

Tong Huai was secretly looking at his phone along the way, his movements so obvious that Yu Wen was too embarrassed to pretend to be blind: "Whose call are you waiting for? Your father's?"

"..." Tong Huai turned off the screen, "Wait for your dad, I'll report you to him for smoking."

Four or ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped at the place Tong Huai had designated for the big event.

Yu Wen followed him out of the car and turned eastward and westward, vaguely feeling that the road looked familiar.

Until Tong Huai's footsteps stopped.

He looked up.

South Star Hairdressing.

Yu asked: "..."

The next morning.

The prelude to winter seems to be delayed until the heavy snow falls. At [-]:[-] in the morning, the sky is still dark, the streets and alleys are empty, and the towering office buildings in the distance are sporadically lit. The most lively thing is School.

The snow in Linlan seemed to have opened the gates, and it fell endlessly. The ground was covered with a thick layer, and the school cleared the road. a visit.

Both midsummer and golden autumn have passed, and the entire campus has been smeared white.

Tong Huai slept with Yu Wen all night, you kicked me out of the bed for a while, and I pushed you off the bed for a while, the impenetrable brotherhood almost broke because of this, no one could get up in the morning, and they had to get up to go to school desperately. Almost late.

At 59:1, one minute before the morning reading, Tong Huai stepped into the third class classroom on time.

As soon as the door opened, everyone's eyes turned subconsciously.

All of a sudden, including Xu Xingzhou, everyone hissed and uttered a sentence either audibly or silently——

"My day."

Tong Huai's signature natural curls were straightened.

When the first year of high school started, Yu Wen hadn't become a school bully by name, Tong Huai hadn't become a school bully and his father, the legend of the two hadn't been spread yet, girls in other classes secretly asked people from class three Tong Huai always asked, "That curly hair in your class..."

The little curly hair of the third class is simply well known.

Now Class [-]'s little curly hair is gone.

Tong Huai used to be as delicate as a doll, but now that he has straightened his hair, his whole person seems to have changed, looking like a proud young master.

It looked weird.

It's not ugly, it's just too awkward to look at.

Tong Huai's normal brain circuit has always been incapable of understanding, and it is difficult to explain how he ran to straighten his hair on impulse.

Yu Wen wondered if he had lost his mind last night.

In fact, Tong Huai was not used to it either. In the morning self-study bell, facing the shocked and questioning gazes of the whole class, he forced himself to calm down, and walked to the corner arrogantly like a victorious little rooster, deliberately flirting with him. Hair: "Let it go."

You see, I am very straight.

Xue Ting was really numb: "..."

He really didn't expect Tong Huai to do such a thing.

Seeing that Xue Ting remained silent, Tong Huai was overjoyed, feeling that he had turned over and won a beautiful battle, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help stroking his hair again.

The slightly curly hair was straightened and then slightly longer. When I first met Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang stared at him dumbfounded, and forgot to argue with him about the hair not being too long.

But should Xue Ting give up now?

He used his hair to prove that he was straight and straight.

A ruler is nothing, hair is his body!

After the morning reading, before Tong Huai had time to chat with Xue Ting, the others gathered around them, full of surprise, like watching a large prehistoric dinosaur that traveled through time: "Brother Tong, what stimulated you?"

"I thought there was a new student transferred to our class."

"Damn, the mascot image of our class has changed."

"Looks like a little girl."

In the end, everyone came to a conclusion: "You should look better."

Tong Huai: "..."

Tong Huai is very sensitive now, he can't listen to words like "bend" and "roll", and suddenly rolled up the Chinese document, angrily chasing people away: "Go, go, don't study hard, why do you care about my hair? I am the same as my hair straight!"

Everyone laughed wildly and slipped back, not forgetting to take the time to shout to Xue Ting: "Brother Xue, we boy don't know what kind of wind is drawn, don't be disgusted with it!"

After Tong Huai finished driving away, he felt that his cold was about to be cured by anger, and sat back angrily: "These bastards."

He glanced at Xue Ting, who was leaning on the back of the chair and looking at him with arms folded, he got stuck, and then stammered again: "See, last night was just an accident."

Unexpectedly, Xue Ting looked at him quietly for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry."

Tong Huai was stunned.

"Did I push you too hard?" Xue Ting's voice was deep and slow, "Don't do such a thing next time."

Tong Huai met his eyes, and his whole body was not well.

Just like doing something wrong, hands are not hands and feet are not feet.

Did Xue Ting push him hard?

No.

He treated him as usual, neither crossed the line, nor stalked and chased him, except that his eyes and tone were much gentler, and there was a little liking that only they could understand. Change.

Tong Huai moved his lips, wanting to say something, when the class bell rang.

Xu Xingzhou walked into the classroom with a thermos cup in his hand, and the noisy classroom slowly quieted down, waiting for the second official bell.

Tong Huai hesitated, and sent a message to Xue Ting under the table.

-Not curly and straight: Are you angry?

Xue Ting's cell phone vibrated.

He lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the news, and said in a calm tone, "No."

-Not curly but straight: ...Could it be that we got too close and you had an illusion?we're good as friends

"not good."

When the bell rang for class, Lu Ziran yelled "Stand up", and there were scattered sounds of creaking and creaking of desks, chairs and benches, and the students in the class stood up.

Xue Ting knocked Tong Huai's pen off the table, motioned him to pick it up, and then bent down too.

There seemed to be another world under the table. They looked at each other silently while shouting "Hello, teacher", and Tong Huai looked a little embarrassed.

Xue Ting handed over the pen, but did not let go. He stared at the young boy who was close at hand, and said softly, "It's not an illusion."

Tong Huai panicked for no reason, and subconsciously let go of the pen.

He heard Xue Ting say: "My friend won't want to kiss you at this time, Zai Zai."