pretend to be poor

Early Monday morning, the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

There are still a few days until Christmas, but the major shopping malls are already full of Christmas elements, the cheerful music resounds through the streets and alleys ahead of time, and the shops in front of the school have launched beautifully packaged apples.

The students are also gearing up and getting restless.

For some students, Christmas is synonymous with Valentine's Day.

It just so happens that Christmas falls on a Saturday this year.

Although Zhao Gou is a single dog, it does not prevent him from looking forward to the gift. He went to the playground during the big break and had a snowball fight with someone. When he came back, he was covered in cold air. Shoulders: "Old Yuan, the annual Christmas is coming again, are the gifts ready?"

"It's ready," Chen Yuan put down the phone and replied lovingly, "I'll move it to you when I go back."

Oh, move!

Zhao Gou's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands expectantly, and said with a shy face, "Hey, we've known each other since junior high school, why are you being so polite, you need to carry something so heavy..."

"It's the weight of knowledge." Chen Yuan smiled, "Congratulations that we are about to enter the second semester of the second year of high school, the whole set of May and Three, please keep it."

Zhao Gou: "..."

Zhao Gou turned his head numbly to look at Tong Huai.

Tong Huai was like a bewitched man for a while, he listened carefully in class and followed Xue Ting to do the questions after class, as if he was going to become a good baby who studied hard and made progress every day, he felt very lonely.

Seeing that Tong Huai was playing with his mobile phone without doing business today, Zhao Gou hurriedly dragged him into the water: "Where is Brother Xue? What is Brother Xue going to give to our little boy? Is it also the weight of knowledge?"

Tong Huai raised his eyes in the midst of his busy schedule, and gave him a fierce eye knife.

Xue Ting was indifferent, and rarely participated in their jokes. This time, he paused, looked at Tong Huai thoughtfully, and responded in a rare way: "Lip balm."

Tong Huai, Chen Yuan, and Zhao Gou were all in a daze: "Huh?"

Xue Ting turned the pages of the book without raising his head, and explained calmly: "Huai Zai's lips are a bit dry."

Lips are a bit dry.

A little dry.

dry.

Chen Yuan with a slightly twitched mouth and Zhao Gou with a confused face: "..."

Tong Huai: "..."

He may not be human, but Xue Ting is a real dog.

Zhao Gou, a pure and single person, scratched his head with a stick: "It's hard to see, how does Brother Xue know?"

"..." Chen Yuan, who is in charge of IQ, scolded his mother in his heart, pushed him back, and said with a dry smile, "You talk, let's go to the canteen. Let's go, old dog, to buy popsicles."

Tong Huai's earlobes were already red, and he tried to make Xue Ting feel guilty with his eyes.

Xue Ting was so leisurely as if nothing happened, leaning over: "What are you looking at?"

Tong Huai quickly turned off the phone screen: "Don't look at it."

"Hmm." Xue Ting had actually spotted it, seeing how nervous he was, decided to pretend he didn't see it.

Tong Huai drove Xue Ting back to sit upright, turned to face the window with the phone in his arms, and unlocked the screen.

On the search bar of the mobile phone are the entries he has searched all morning, from "how to spend Christmas with my boyfriend for the first time" to "what is a good Christmas gift for my boyfriend".

Tong Huai looked at the reference that jumped out and fell into deep thought.

What should I give Xue Ting?

He is going to confess on Christmas, so the gift should not be too expensive, so as not to put pressure on Xue Ting, it would be bad if it makes him feel inferior and lacking.

It can't be too cheap, it seems unintentional, and stingy.

I used to be able to consult with Yu Wen, but now...

If Yu Wen knew that he had a boyfriend, he would probably die of anger.

Tong Huai thought about it, turned around and pulled Xue Ting's sleeve, pretending to ask casually: "Brother Ting, what do you like?"

Xue Ting lazily leaned on the back of the chair, raised his eyelids to look at him, and uttered a word: "You."

"..." Tong Huai tried hard to hold his face, "I'm not joking with you."

Xue Ting put down his book, and calmly repeated: "You."

Growing up so big, he only had that strong desire to have Tong Huai.

And he didn't want to burden Tong Huai too much.

Tong Huai met his eyes, hesitated to speak: "..."

lost.

He couldn't understand how Xue Ting could say this with such a cool and handsome face. He blushed, held back for a while, and shrank back sullenly to stop talking to him.

You can't pack yourself and tie a ribbon to Xue Ting, can you?

Thinking about it left and right to no avail, Tong Huai turned around his phone, his heart moved, he climbed up Weibo, which he hadn't logged in for a long time, and sent a message asking for help after deliberation.

- Hair that is not curly and straight: what gift is meaningful for Christmas?Thank you for the omnipotent home page [Little Yellow Man Scissorhands]

During the National Day, Tong Huai and Xue Ting went to the concert, and after being secretly photographed by fans, they unexpectedly became popular, and Weibo was picked up to gain some followers.

Although Tong Huai has become obsessed with Xue Ting since then, Weibo has been silent for a long time, and most of the people who follow him have forgotten about it, but it turns out that the public still likes good-looking skins.

As soon as Weibo was posted, someone commented on it.

-Grandma, the blogger you follow has been updated

-? ? ?Who is this and when did I follow

-ah! !The curly brother appeared

-Your brother has a date? ? ?Auntie is heartbroken

- It's sour, I'm envious

- Don't be fooled, my brother is asking for help, answer the questions seriously

All kinds of comments came out, and before Tong Huai had time to take a closer look, the class bell rang.

This class is Biology.

Tong Huai is impatient, but once he has decided what he wants to do well, he will not give up halfway. He obediently puts down his mobile phone and listens to the class in a well-behaved manner.

Xue Ting thinks Tong Huai is very interesting. He has to arrange the textbooks and notebooks of that class neatly in class, put exercise books and draft paper next to them, and arrange black pens, red pens and markers neatly.

Quite a sense of ceremony.

In comparison, Xue Ting is minimalist, with a textbook and a paper, and a fascinating hobby.

Write physics in math class, write chemistry in physics class, and write biology in chemistry class.

In the biology class, Tong Huai was given the general knowledge of science and psychology.

Tong Huai: "...No need, shut up."

After class, Tong Huai pushed the notebook over and asked Xue Ting to check his notes for mistakes, and then took out his mobile phone to read Weibo.

There are already two to three hundred comments, except for crooked ones, most of the netizens are answering the questions seriously.

Tong Huai thanked the past one by one, and looked through the comments below, his eyes lit up.

- How about drawing an image of the two of you and making an acrylic keychain?I made it by myself, it is sincere enough, and I can hang it on my body every day, so I made one for my boyfriend~

Tong Huai thanked this netizen, searched non-stop for making tutorials, saved them, then returned to WeChat, and poked an art student he knew—he asked this person to help design the class emblem of Class [-], Grade [-], It is beautifully drawn.

He sent the photos of himself and Xue Ting, transferred a sum of money readily, and made a request by the way.

After finishing all this with great efficiency, Tong Huai counted the days and became troubled again.

There are still four days until Christmas, he sits at the same table with Xue Ting in class, and stays with Xue Ting at home, how can he secretly make surprises?

Let's find an excuse to go home.

So Tong Huai thought about what reason to use for a day, and it should be fresh and unaffected.

When the evening self-study was about to end, the reason came to the door by itself.

Tong Jingyuan flew back at eleven o'clock tonight, and this time he could go home and stay for a long time.

Tong Huai was both surprised and happy when his father fell from the sky, but he didn't know how to talk to Xue Ting.

During the evening self-study, the people in the classroom poured water out of the bottle, shouting and shouting out.Tong Huai, who usually slipped the fastest, didn't move. He grabbed Xue Ting's sleeve, hesitating, and waited until he was gone, before whispering, "Brother Ting, my dad is back."

Seeing his tangled look, Xue Ting had a premonition in his heart: "Going to move back?"

"Well," Tong Huai said hesitantly, "Recently... I can't live with you anymore, can you do it alone?"

The information books in the front row were piled high, someone didn't notice that Xue Ting and Tong Huai were still there, they slammed to turn off the light, and took it to the door casually.

There was a sudden silence, and the occasional sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

Xue Ting was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

He had also seen Tong Huai call his father on the phone. When the child spoke, the natural dependence revealed could not deceive anyone.

Tong Huai missed his father very much.

Unexpectedly, he was so easy to talk, Tong Huai blinked in confusion: "Do you have any objections?"

"What's your opinion?" Xue Ting said with a smile, "Arrest you home and lock you up?"

Tong Huai thought about it too.

"I really want to do this, but I'm afraid you won't be happy." Xue Ting calmly said something that made Tong Huai's eyes widen, then leaned over slightly, and hugged him onto the table.

Tong Huaiping looked at Xue Ting, and couldn't help but said: "Tingting, have you grown taller again? Don't wait for me..."

After muttering, I couldn't help but rubbed back: "There are surveillance cameras in the classroom."

"Yeah. I know."

Xue Ting smiled, and pulled up the thick curtains, creating a small space in the corner, propping up the table with one hand, his dark eyes reflected his face: "Give me some compensation?"

The teaching building was empty, the lights were turned off, and it was pitch black, with sporadic lights and large patches of white snow outside the windows.During the daytime, the classroom was filled with familiar students, but at this time it was empty and quiet, as if it was still echoing with noise.

There was a sound of rushing downstairs from the corridor in the distance, bang bang bang, the sound was comparable to a heartbeat.

Tong Huai's fingers scratched the table nervously, but was gently held by Xue Ting.

In this small space separated by curtains, he lowered his head slightly and kissed Xue Ting a long and gentle kiss.

After a long time, Xue Ting let go of him, rubbed his wet red lips with his fingertips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Send it to you?"

Tong Huai groaned: "How old am I? I still have to give it away. It's close to the school, and it's not in the same direction as you."

Of course Xue Ting knew that Tong Huai was 17 years old, not a child.

But in his heart, Tong Huai was just a child.

The two lingered in the classroom for a while, and the school gate, which was crowded with people in the past, was vacant.

Xue Ting held Tong Huai's schoolbag, watched him get into the taxi, handed him the schoolbag, and rubbed his curly hair: "Call me when you get home."

Tong Huai nodded, and watched Xue Ting helplessly as he turned and left to take a taxi, then closed his eyes and closed the door.

The driver was still a little curious: "Is that your brother?"

Tong Huai thought for a while, smiled brightly, and said surprisingly: "My boyfriend."

"..." The driver is well-informed, has a strong heart, and calmly praised him, "It's not easy, come on."

Having received encouragement from a stranger by accident, Tong Huai settled down.

Coming out with the old boy has a plan, and if the strategy is not successful, the grandparents may be alarmed back.

He thought about how to come out with a perfect posture all the way. When he got home, it was past ten o'clock. Aunt Chen lived in the nanny's room at home. When she heard the door opening, she came out with a baseball bat. Seeing that it was Tong Huai, she was very pleasantly surprised: "Xiao Huai is coming back to live today?"

Tong Huai greeted her with a smile, and handed her the list of materials: "Auntie! It's urgent!"

Aunt Chen glanced at the note. Although she didn't know what Tong Huai wanted to do, she nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, it will be delivered tomorrow morning."

Tong Huaian made up his mind, politely declined Aunt Chen's offer of hot supper, and ran upstairs to call Xue Ting.

Wangzhen District is relatively far away, and Xue Ting hasn't arrived home yet.

Even though they had been together all day and had only been separated for less than an hour, Tong Huai just wanted to tell him a lot.

Xue Ting's voice is very magnetic, coming from the microphone, there is a kind of seductive indifference.He spoke very little, but he would respond to every word Tong Huai said, no matter how big or small it was.

When Xue Ting arrived home, Tong Huai also finished drinking the milk and hung up the phone contentedly.

He took a shower, his hair was slightly wet, and he sat cross-legged on the bed to watch the key chain tutorial.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of the door opening downstairs.

Tong Huai's eyes lit up, he threw away the tablet, got out of the room, leaned against the railing on the second floor, stretched his neck and looked out, saw that it was indeed Tong Jingyuan, ran downstairs and swooped towards him: "Daddy!"

Hey, so enthusiastic.

Tong Jingyuan was puzzled, but was pleasantly surprised by Tong Huai's warm welcome. He took off his suit jacket and hugged his son with a smile: "Oh, Zai Zai has really grown taller."

"That is," Tong Huai was very proud of his growth, "1.7 meters seven."

Pressing down the curly hair on the top of the head is also 1.7 meters seven.

Tong Jingyuan was very appreciative, and gave a few words of encouragement: "It is expected to break through 1.8 meters before the college entrance examination, come on son."

Tong Huai had a bunch of things he wanted to say to him, but when he saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, he paused, swallowed all the words, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, welcome home. It's so late, I still have something else tomorrow morning For class, go to bed first, don't worry about the company, go to bed quickly."

Tong Jingyuan knew that this was his son's thoughtfulness, and he was soft in his heart, so he answered yes with a smile.

Without Xue Ting to accompany her to bed, Tong Huai didn't sleep well all night. Even watching Stitch, who was once her favorite, was not so cute anymore.

Early the next morning, the father and son met at the dinner table.

In the past, Tong Huai wouldn't get up without struggling to the edge of being late, let alone sit down for breakfast.

Tong Jingyuan was still surprised when he learned about Tong Huai's changes from Xu Xingzhou.

After chatting for a while, Tong Jingyuan glanced at the time and remembered something: "Zai Zai, there is a reception on Christmas Eve."

With porridge in his mouth, Tong Huai murmured inarticulately: "You're going to pull me to make up the count again."

Compared with other wealthy second generations of the same age who are often caught on social occasions, Tong Huai actually seldom goes out.As long as he doesn't want to, Tong Jingyuan won't force him, so he doesn't reject it very much, and treats it as a joke every time he goes out.

"go?"

Christmas Eve, that is Friday.

Originally, he discussed with Xue Ting about going out for a stroll that night, and he wanted to spend Christmas Eve with Xue Ting.

But as long as Christmas can catch up.

Tong Huai didn't agree immediately, and sent Xue Ting a message first.

- Not straight and curly: Brother Ting, I have something to do on Friday night

-Tingting: Well, I have something to do on Friday night

That's it, not pigeons.

Tong Huai felt relieved and nodded indifferently: "Go."