Xiaoman

The simple three words hit the door directly, and it made Liu Xiaoman feel a little terrified.

He looked at Xia Liang with his eyes wide open. He never thought that Xia Liang not only felt it, but also asked it so bluntly.

who...

"I..." Admitting it is of course impossible, Liu Xiaoman denied it with hesitation, "No."

Xia Liang looked at him with his neck crooked, didn't speak, and took another step forward.

With this step, the two of them really got a little too close.

He is not as tall as Xia Liang, and he is more than half a head shorter. As soon as his eyelids droop, Xia Liang's chest immediately blocks his eyes.

Liu Xiaoman forced himself not to shrink back, and stood upright on the spot.

"No?" Xia Liang asked on the top of his inspiration.

Liu Xiaoman was in a state where it was not good to hide, and it was not good to not hide, and he already found it quite difficult. Being forced by Xia Liang like this, he suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment that the little Jiujiu in his heart was clearly seen.

When the embarrassment came to an end, I felt a little aggrieved.

"...Didn't you hide?" He said with a sullen head.

"Oh." Xia Liang agreed above his head, with a little smile in his throat.

Hearing Xia Liang laugh at such a close distance, Liu Xiaoman's ears itch for no reason, and he tilted his head uncontrollably, trying to hide.

While wanting to hide, he wanted to look up at Xia Liang's current expression.

However, just as he was about to raise his head, one hand came down from above, Xia Liang didn't let him raise his head, and held him loosely.

"Tell me what you don't like, don't hide it." Xia Liang's voice was not high, and it was always a little rusty, but it fell on his ears, and every word was very clear.

"I've said that I will definitely not recruit you again. If you don't say anything, I will pretend that you have nothing to do." He said.

After finishing speaking, he shook his head at the bottom of his hand: "Is there any?"

Liu Xiaoman was stunned under his hands for a while before returning to his senses, feeling that the current posture and atmosphere were...unexplainable, his heart was beating like a dog chasing him, he nodded hesitantly.

"Say." Xia Liang then took his hand away.

Liu Xiaoman looked up at him, "You didn't wash your hands."

Xia Liang: "..."

"I touched the trash can just now." Liu Xiaoman went on to finish the second half of the sentence.

Xia Liang looked at him, didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or what, he couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand to pinch his face.

It's not just pinching on one side, but the thumb and forefinger, directly pinching both sides of Liu Xiaoman's cheeks, pinching him into a duck's mouth.

"Take it with you." He just pinched Liu Xiaoman's face and shook, then let go of his hands happily and left.

"...Bucket!" Liu Xiaoman rubbed his face flushed, staring at Xia Liang and shouted.

"Carry it yourself." Xia Liang said without turning his head.

Liu Xiaoman missed the best opportunity to speak, and there will be no chance to open his mouth again later.

Even if he wanted to speak at that time, he couldn't say four, five, six.

how to say?

I used your mobile phone to watch the pornographic videos in your favorite website, and saw a bunch of men.

Also look hard.

Also licked.

Then I feel uncomfortable when I see you.

……

It's not something to talk about at all.

Take a step back, even if he said this, so what?Xia Liang still had to sit beside him, and he was still full of waste when he saw Xia Liang.

Just get used to it slowly.

Xia Liang really didn't care whether Liu Xiaoman avoided him or not.

Since he asked, and since Liu Xiaoman didn't say anything, it proved that it didn't matter.

At least it can prove that Liu Xiaoman does not dislike their current way of getting along, and is even quite willing to adapt.

One is willing to accommodate another's... touch.

This line of thinking can easily diverge to a more hazy angle.

Xia Liang didn't allow himself to think too deeply, in the process of being at the same table with Liu Xiaoman as he became more and more familiar, he still wanted to tease him when he had nothing to do.

Now teasing Liu Xiaoman is more interesting than before.

The current Liu Xiaoman is at a wonderful juncture where teasing is forbidden and can't be teased.

The reactions are bigger than before, but they will actively suppress all kinds of reactions.

It's a bit like he grabbed Xiaoguo to get a vaccine before, but Xiaoguo had already avoided it, and walked around the yard cautiously, but he still wanted to come back to him.

You come and I go back and forth to make fun of each other, and it is the end of the month again in a blink of an eye.

Shang Liangshan said before that the postponed sports meeting was almost forgotten by the students. The school suddenly fixed the date and started to pull up banners to promote it. All classes suddenly became restless from the half-dead semester.

When Liu Xiaoman went to take out the garbage next to the ginkgo forest, the leaves were all yellow, and the trees were covered with gold.

Autumn is coming.

He suddenly realized.

Spring and autumn are short here, while winter and summer are long. Autumn comes every year for a walk, and winter is not far away.

In the sports march that played automatically in his mind, and "in this crisp autumn season", he thought of his grandfather's increasingly inflexible hands and feet, his coughing lungs, and those bloated and difficult to wear clothes.

It is the most difficult season.

"As far as possible, sign up as much as possible," Shang Liangshan rolled up notices related to the sports meeting, and vigorously advocated on the podium to mobilize the world. "If you don't want to exercise, you can sign up as a volunteer. Experience it."

"What kind of projects, teacher?" Someone raised his hand and shouted.

"Basically, there are." Shang Liangshan shook out the paper tube and took out one, read a few items, and asked Han Xuebi to go to the podium to stick it on the edge of the blackboard.

"Why didn't she and Yu Shou move?" Li Meng looked at the high ponytail behind Han Xuebi's head, and whispered while shaking the stool.

"Can there be any movement?" Wang Chao was playing a game on the table without raising his head, "I'll forget it if you don't tell me."

"You can remember me!" Li Meng bared him, turning his head to call Liu Xiaoman.

Liu Xiaoman was so rare that he didn't brush up the questions, propping his cheeks in a daze.

Li Meng glanced at it, thinking that he was thinking about the sports meeting, and asked in surprise, "You don't want to be a volunteer, do you?"

Liu Xiaoman was taken aback by his shout: "What volunteer?"

"I just said you can't be so careless and join in the fun," Li Meng muttered, and simply changed the subject of the conversation, "Hey" and said, "Go out and play?"

"Dynasty," he poked at Chaos, then called Xia Liang, "Xia Liang! Going out to play at the sports meeting?"

Xia Liang was replying to the news, Luo Hao and Guo Wei were also thinking about skipping class to play in the sports meeting, he rolled his eyes and glanced at Li Meng from the screen: "Where are you going?"

Li Meng thought for a while with a dull face, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Neighboring city?"

"Go to the side quickly." Wang Chao couldn't listen any longer, and kicked Li Meng, "You have to go to self-study in the morning and evening, just in the morning and afternoon, and you are still in the neighboring city, why don't you go to fly in the sky?"

"I have to be able to fly too!" Li Meng kicked back.

"You learn!" Wang Chao kicked again.

They started kicking around and having fun, laughing so hard they couldn't stop.

Liu Xiaoman was not interested in where to play or what to play, so he lay on the table with his arms pillowed on his head.

His face was facing outside, his gaze was unconsciously drifting on the window, and he slid down to meet Xia Liang's side face, and stared at it for a while.

Xia Liang is good-looking.

Liu Xiaoman can't come up with any fancy words to describe a person's appearance. Generally speaking, it's the difference between good-looking and bad-looking. It's a bit like looking at kittens and puppies, or small gadgets in roadside shops. Objectively cute or not cute.

But having said that, compared with most cute cats and dogs, boys who can be good-looking at a glance are not very common.

Either oily head or oily face.

Fan Yiyang belongs to the good-looking one, and so does Xia Liang, but they are not the same "good-looking".

The difference probably lies in...

Just as his mind was wandering here, Xia Liang turned to look at him.

Liu Xiaoman was stared at by his dark eyes, and he woke up as if he had woken up from sleep. His eyelids drooped, and he wanted to turn his head and lie on the other side.

"Hide." Xia Liang said.

"..." Liu Xiaoman hesitated for a while with his head on the verge of turning, sat up with a sigh, and touched his ears.

This is not hiding.

he thought to himself.

At best it was a normal embarrassment.

"Tired?" Xia Liang asked him, Liu Xiaoman's self-discipline has basically reached the point of self-torture, except for lunch break, he basically never saw him lying on the table.

What's more, Shang Liangshan was still watching in the classroom.

"No." Liu Xiaoman shook his head.

He didn't feel tired, but he was not interested in the sports meeting that was being discussed in class.

It's okay to go for a morning jog with the class, but it's absolutely impossible to let him go to the sports meeting.

And during the sports meeting, especially the opening and closing ceremonies, he had to watch it. He didn't want to watch it, and he didn't want to go out to play. He just wanted to stay quietly in the classroom, reciting books and brushing up questions, but he couldn't stay.

He felt a little melancholy at the thought of having to endure the sun on the playground.

In such an atmosphere where the whole school is happy, but he alone has nothing to do with him, he feels like an inert element, opening a boring gap with the whole class.

How do you say a word?

Out of place.

Xia Liang didn't know what he was thinking, he just thought that the class was too noisy and he couldn't finish the questions, so he said casually: "Don't do it if you're not in the mood."

"What?" Liu Xiaoman didn't understand.

"Question." Xia Liang said.

Liu Xiaoman looked at the exercise book that had been spread out for a long time and had no progress for a long time, and the draft book that couldn't help scribbling these days, and smiled "Oh".

After thinking about it, he asked Xia Liang: "Are you going to the sports meeting?"

"What are you going to do, two people with three legs?" Xia Liang was still scrolling on his mobile phone. On the mobile phone, Luo Hao and the others were complaining that they would not give leave for the third-year sports meeting. Except for the opening ceremony and those who applied for the events, other times and other people had to grow old. To be honest, I have classes in the classroom, and the old pig wants to check the head, so I will charter a flight and night for nothing.

- cool?

The news over there has been swiping for a long time, and he typed two words and sent it.

-fucking fly!

Guo Wei returned quickly.

-No class for two days, I don't know what to do except go home and sleep

Xia Liang spoke again.

Guo Wei quickly sent out a bunch of emoticons.

- It's already done, there is no sophomore in high school who dares to stimulate the society like you, Brother Hao

Luo Hao followed.

Xia Liang smiled, picked two of the emoticons sent by Guo Weixin, clicked them as favorites, locked the screen and threw the phone into the table.

"What two people with three legs..." Liu Xiaoman was still explaining to him, "Just the opening ceremony, the day I sat and watched in the playground."

Xia Liang couldn't remember the experience of being forced to sit on the playground and watch the opening ceremony. He didn't know where he went when the sports meeting was held last year.

But he could understand what Liu Xiaoman meant.

"Do you not want to go to the playground, can't go back to the classroom, and dare not go home." He asked directly.

Liu Xiaoman was choked for a long time by his words "I dare not go home", wanted to refute but couldn't refute anything, he really didn't want his grandpa to think that he should go to class or not, instantly added a little bit of helplessness to his melancholy mood .

I dare not go home, and I am too miserable.

"I didn't dare to go home," Liu Xiaoman insisted, "I just don't want to go to the opening ceremony."

"You want me to take you to skip class?" Xia Liang said.

Liu Xiaoman really didn't think so, he just asked Xia Liang if he was going or not, just asking.

"I'm going home to sleep." Before he could deny it, Xia Liang looked at him and added with a smile: "Do you want to go home with me?"

Liu Xiaoman stared at Xia Liang, almost stunned by his shamelessness that became more and more open.

At the same time, the waste in my mind was triggered by the two keywords "sleep" and "go home", and they surged.

Once overwhelmed, he became speechless again.

Not yet freed from the clumsy state of speaking, Li Meng turned half of his body from the front seat with a "huh" and slapped Xia Liang's table excitedly: "Okay!"