Xiaoman

Back at school, the bell for the third class just rang.

Li Meng woke up as the get out of class was over, stretched his teeth and claws, turned his head and saw that the two back tables that had been vacant all morning were filled with people, and he was shocked.

His first reaction was that Shang Liangshan had come to follow him, and he retracted his arms with a "fuck" sound: "You two still know it's coming?"

Liu Xiaoman directly entered the learning state, looking at the blackboard writing on the blackboard while flipping through the textbook and asking: "What is this class about?"

"Who are you asking?" Li Meng said with a simple face.

Liu Xiaoman stared at him, then looked at Dynasty next to him who was still sleeping, and sighed.

He looked hesitantly at Han Xuebi's seat, if there was anyone in this class whose class status and notes could be trusted, it would be the junior class leader.

But apart from Han Xuebi asking Yu Shou to change the bench for him on the first day of school, the two of them basically didn't communicate much.

After all, there is still a distinction between the front and back rows of a class. Even if this broken class is not even considered the tail of the crane in the grade, it is almost derailed and gallops with the art and sports class next door. The atmosphere of the last three rows is the same as that of the first three. Still can't compare.

Even on Li Meng's birthday, he and Han Xuebi were on one side of the sofa and the other on the other side of the sofa, without saying a few words.

Isn't it a bit too utilitarian to talk to people when you need help right now?

He turned his head to look at the time on the watch again, still struggling, and then turned around to find Han Xuebi walking towards the back row.

The goal was quite clear, and the eyes were fixed on him and Xia Liang.

"The head teacher came over this morning and asked you twice." Han Xuebi stopped in front of their seats, "I told you to go find him when you come back."

"Okay, thank you." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

He was about to take this opportunity to ask about Han Xuebi's class situation, when she moved her mouth hesitantly: "You two are..."

Han Xuebi wanted to ask you two what's going on, with her warm-hearted personality and sense of responsibility as a monitor, she probably wanted to tell her if she needed help.

But these words were just opening the door, and maybe they felt unfamiliar, so they didn't ask.

The school is such a magical place. When everyone got together and didn't know anyone, she was able to take the initiative to change Liu Xiaoman's stool with brilliance and style; In my own small circle, people who were not able to get together at first became cautious.

Liu Xiaoman could probably guess what she meant, and smiled: "We have nothing to do, we went to the hospital, and we will tell the class teacher later."

"Okay." Han Xuebi glanced at Xia Liang's newly bound arm.

Li Meng was talking to Xia Liang with his head hooked, when he heard Liu Xiaoman say that, he let out a "ah" in surprise, and glared at them: "Go to the hospital? Are you two broken arms again?"

Xia Liang looked at him and sighed, Liu Xiaoman was also a little worried for him, growing two eyeballs a day was like a joke, but how can he fix it.

But Li Meng himself obviously didn't take it seriously, he asked this question just to ask, after he finished asking, he changed the subject, yelled at Han Xuebi on the stool: "Hey, little squad leader."

As soon as Liu Xiaoman heard his tone, he knew that he was going to gossip. Sure enough, before Han Xuebi answered, he asked the last sentence with joy: "Are you and Yutou together?"

Han Xuebi was quite serious about listening to him, but when she heard this, she was startled and stared at him with wide eyes.

"I've been watching you from the trash can several times, haven't I?" Li Meng laughed, "The whole world knows that Brother Yu likes you, why didn't you say anything about whether you will succeed or not?"

After finishing speaking, she covered her mouth and laughed again: "You two are really interesting, you can't go anywhere. The school is so big, but you can compete next to a trash can, and that area is abused by young couples..."

"Are you sick?" Han Xuebi interrupted him in a serious voice, "What's none of your business?"

Several people around heard it and all looked over. Li Meng was still covering his mouth with one hand, and was immediately scolded by her for being stupid.

"I... rely on?" He stuttered in surprise.

Xia Liang was taking out a book and flipping through it, and raised his eyelids to take a look.

Liu Xiaoman was also taken aback. He had been with Xia Liang and the others for a long time. It was just a joke for him to hear this kind of talk, so he just denied it. Li Meng didn't seem to say anything too rude.

But looking at Han Xuebi's face from pink to red and then from red to white, he was only thankful that Li Meng still knew how to suppress his voice and didn't directly shout at the top of his voice, otherwise Han Xuebi would probably just throw a book on his mouth.

It should be offended by "competing next to the trash can".

He analyzed in his mind that Han Xuebi probably understood it as an unhealthy kind of "competition".

No wonder.

Coupled with Li Meng's winking expression, it is easier to make people think wrongly. If it is really misunderstood and passed on, it may not be what it will be passed on.

When Yu Shou heard Han Xuebi's movement, he stood up opposite them, frowning, and looked this way.

Han Xuebi ignored him, turned around and left with a flick of her braid.

Liu Xiaoman looked at her back regretfully, and really wanted to ask if you could lend me your last class notes.

"I also...didn't say anything, did I?" Li Meng quickly turned to look at Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang.

Xia Liang didn't participate in their conversation from the beginning to the end, and now his eyelids have drooped back again, and he continued to flip through the book without raising his head: "Pull out your tongue, it's okay to talk to girls."

This is to go with my own thinking.

Liu Xiaoman nodded and gave an approving "hmm".

"I rely on me for nothing else..." Yu Shou had already come over, Li Meng said "fuck" urgently, and pushed Wang Chao violently, "Don't fucking sleep! I'm going to be fucking hammered!"

Wang Chao said "Huh?" and bounced sleepily.

Yu Shou didn't intend to hit him, but just came over to ask what was going on.

After hearing Li Meng finished speaking, he still felt a little embarrassed raking the hair on the back of his head, and laughed: "Really?"

"...What's real or fake?" Li Meng was stunned.

"It looks like she and I are together?" Yu Shou said.

Li Meng: "..."

Yu Shou: "..."

"It just looks like this, so beautiful? You're too—" Wang Chao listened to their ins and outs for a long time with his cheeks propped up, and then yawned sadly: "—Aren't you humble?"

Yu Shou looked at them for a while, then sighed.

Later, I don't know what the three of them said, until the evening self-study, they came back from the cafeteria talking and laughing together, and Liu Xiaoman discovered that the friendship between boys does not necessarily depend on playing balls and games, but talking about feelings Opening up can also be such a lively chat.

And they have been hot for a whole day, and there is a result——

Li Meng solemnly and mysteriously informed him and Xia Liang that they would help Yutou to give Han Xuebi a grand and romantic campus confession.

"What the hell." Xia Liang said.

"It's sure to work." Not only Li Meng, but Wang Chao was also very interested, "This is how my sister was taken down by my brother-in-law, a circle of candles and flowers, and a big horn."

Liu Xiaoman was amused, he thought this kind of plot only happened in TV dramas and the youth novels confiscated by those girls.

"Shouldn't the key be whether Han Xuebi likes Yu Shou or not?" he asked.

"Yutou said that she definitely likes it, but she just thinks too much, delaying her study for a while..." Li Meng said, pointing at Liu Xiaoman, "Just like you, her mind is full of studying and thinking about it. "

Liu Xiaoman didn't expect him to be involved in him, subconsciously glanced at Xia Liang, Xia Liang was copying notes line by line, with the corner of his mouth slightly twitching.

"It's interesting to think about it," Li Meng snapped his fingers again, and reached out to greet the two of them under their noses, "Let's be together! Let's leave your boring high school careers with a splendid touch worth aftertaste!"

"Whatever you do without class is interesting." Xia Liang fended him off with a pen.

Liu Xiaoman thinks it's quite interesting, he doesn't take part in group activities very much, he didn't dare to do it before, and he doesn't have any friends who can play with him; now he has no chance, now that he's in high school, some activities are sports meet or New Year's Eve party, he's not interested .

"When?" He asked Li Meng.

Xia Liang's pen paused, and he glanced at him.

"When?" Li Meng asked Wang Chao.

"It's the closest?" Wang Chao looked in Yu Shou's direction again as if he was beating a drum to pass flowers, "Go back and ask Yu Tou, what kind of festival are you looking for..."

"Halloween!" Li Meng slapped his thigh and interrupted him, "It's next week!"

"Pull you down, crazy, who confesses on Halloween?" Wang Chao waved his hand impatiently, "If you make it fancy, then recruit something."

"That's Christmas, New Year's Day at the latest," Li Meng said, "it can't be later, it's next year."

"Yes." The two of them made a decision for Yu Shou.

After that, until Christmas, when Liu Xiaoman went home after school, he went with Xia Liang.

He originally thought that Xia Liang's "take me home at night" was only referring to that night, but he didn't expect that this delivery would be endless.

Xia Liang has countless reasons to call him, around the axis of "arm pain", today is to pick up clothes, tomorrow is to pick up schoolbags, and the day after tomorrow is to go to the convenience store to buy canned food for Xiaoguo, just in time to talk to Liu Xiaoman go the same way.

The result of the same journey was that Liu Xiaoman sent him back, and he sent Liu Xiaoman back again. Liu Xiaoman didn't do anything, and there were two extra bottles of yogurt in his hand.

Xia Liang bought it for him, but Liu Xiaoman refused to take it at first. Xia Liang said that the convenience store had a discount, buy one get one free for ten yuan, and he began to hesitate.

Xia Liang said to take it back for his grandfather to drink, and he wrote down breakfast for Xia Liang for another two days in his little book.

After remembering it in his heart, he also felt sorry, Xia Liang didn't have to eat breakfast with him for more than 100 days, there are so many food sellers in the alley, where can people eat something they want?

And grandpa can't support the stall for the time being.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking Xia Liang: "Do you like to eat the pancakes made by my grandpa?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?" Xia Liang said.

"No," Liu Xiaoman touched the yogurt bottle, "I just think you're at a loss."

Xia Liang said "Oh" and looked at him with a smile.

He didn't think there was any loss, he was willing to buy these little things like sugar ball yogurt for Liu Xiaoman, and he didn't think much about it when he bought it. He just thought that Liu Xiaoman would like to eat it, so he just bought it.

But it's one thing to understand, but another to react to Liu Xiaoman.

"Then you have to be nice to me?" He pushed Liu Xiaoman to the wall of the alley, and asked with his left forearm propped by his ear.

The sense of oppression brought by this posture is too strong, Liu Xiaoman feels that his whole body is covered by Xia Liang, and the surrounding is so dark that it makes people's heart skip a beat, the light is blurred at the entrance of the alley, he dare not move, his lips move Started to tingle.

But Xia Liang didn't kiss with sparks like before, in the misty light from the corner of his vision, he plucked Liu Xiaoman's forehead hair, and kissed at the root of his hair.

"Boom-"

Liu Xiaoman heard his heart beat a beat slower, closed his eyes with his ears closed.

The place where he was kissed spread ripples all over his body like sea water, and many things flashed through his mind quickly.

Fan Yiyang didn't agree with them sending them back and forth without nutrition every day.

Just like Xia Liang blocked his mouth with his arm, Liu Xiaoman also blocked Fan Yiyang's mouth with Xia Liang's arm.

Having experienced Xia Liangshe helping his grandfather with his arms, Fan Yiyang, like him, was speechless for this reason, and could only use silence to make a silent compromise.

Liu Xiaoman felt that he was a little heartless. Fan Yiyang had carried him to and from school for so many years, and for Fan Yiyang's helpless acquiescence, he actually felt like a kitten and puppy who was let out of the house for a walk, with a kind of secret relief and joy.

Obviously he knows that sending Xia Liang home is not just a verb like "send", Xia Liang can always give him some... hands and feet casually.

He didn't understand what he was doing, and he didn't know what the situation between Xia Liang and him was now.

Before Xia Liang said to him, "Then you like me", he didn't mention it again; when he "grows his arm well", he didn't say it again.

Liu Xiaoman even doubted himself a little, whether those words were made up by himself after being teased by Xia Liang too much.

But following him, he overthrew himself in embarrassment: Since he wanted to wait for his arm to grow, let's wait for Xia Liang's arm to grow.

As for what this "waiting" was waiting for, he still didn't dare to think deeply.

After thinking so much, in fact, the temperature of Xia Liang's lips only stayed on his forehead for about two seconds.

Two seconds later, Xia Liang let go of him, and his voice was full of comfort: "Let's go."