Why do you have a crush on me again

So for more than half an hour after that, Qu Yun hid under the quilt, afraid that the school doctor would come in and see him naked, and he would have a heart attack from fright.

Probably due to sweating and taking medicine, Qu Yun felt much more comfortable and even a little hungry.

Fortunately, Ling Mo didn't throw away the tomato and egg rice bowl. Qu Yun freed up a hand, scooped up a big mouthful, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Even though it was cold, it was still delicious!

When Qu Yun ate most of the bowl of rice, he felt a gaze, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Mo leaning against the door, looking at him with his face sideways.

"You... why didn't you make a sound when you came here!"

"If you make a sound, you won't be able to see your little dewy shoulders."

"Fuck your fragrant shoulders!" Qu Yun beckoned, "Where are the man's clothes!"

"Take it." Ling Mo threw down the clothes.

Qu Yun hurriedly put on the autumn clothes, searched for a long time to find the underpants, and then put them on under the quilt.

Ling Mo sat on the chair next to him and looked at him.

At the moment when Qu Yun straightened his waist, a gap was exposed in the quilt.

Ling Mo propped his chin and lowered his eyes with great interest, Qu Yun immediately felt uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at!"

"You're cute." Ling Mo said.

"What the hell? Where is it cute?"

"Everywhere is cute, especially here."

Ling Mo stood up, pressed Qu Yun's folded knee with one hand, and pointed between his knees.

Qu Yun understood immediately, and wanted to kick Ling Mo, but was held down by Ling Mo's hand.

That's not right... Ling Mo is just a white chicken in Qu Yun's heart... Ah, no, it's a thin image of a scholar, what's the matter with such a strong appearance?

"Fuck you! Beat you!"

"It seems that the illness is cured, and you have strength?"

"Wait...are you not mad at me?"

Ling Mo still hummed lightly.

But Qu Yun saw the opportunity, and with all his strength, he hugged Ling Mo's waist, causing Ling Mo to freeze there.

"Without you, what would I do...Who will wipe my snot dry for me! Who will pull the quilt for me, and who will care about my chemistry! Don't tell me? Let's love each other forever!"

Qu Yun sang with full of emotion.

Ling Mo still stood there like a statue.

"Wake up when you recover from illness, and still catch up with chemistry class."

"...why are you still so ugly!"

Back home at night, Liang Ru made porridge and added quilts to their room.

Qu Yun almost missed a whole day of class today because of illness.Ling Mo accompanied him, going through the doors one by one.

"In fact, it seems that what the teacher really explains every day can be summed up in an hour...but he has to stay in class all day with his head tilted."

"You can do the homework after seeing it, and you understand it yourself."

Qu Yun was distracted when he started doing his chemistry homework. After writing two questions, he nudged Ling Mo with his elbow and said, "Will you sleep with my arms around me tonight?"

Ling Mo didn't speak, but just glanced at him.

"If you sleep with me in your arms, it means that the relationship between me and you has been repaired!"

"Then you can sleep by yourself."

Qu Yun was a little sad, because Ling Mo still faced the wall when he was sleeping at night, giving him the back of his head.

Qu Yun took the initiative to post it, and put his arms around Ling Mo through the quilt: "I said, I've recovered from my illness, why are you still thinking about the past!"

"Get up. Do you want to die?"

Qu Yun pretended not to hear: "What would happen if we were admitted to the same high school but not in the same class?"

"You'll watch the other girls drooling, and then I'll dump you."

"It really sounds like a painful youth."

Qu Yun continued to talk, smelling the back of Ling Mo's neck, he got closer and sniffed again.

Ling Mo elbowed him.

"what are you doing?"

"Nothing to do! Just smell it! Don't you think my mother's new shower gel smells particularly strong? It's stronger than Liushen toilet water?" Qu Yun was just looking for something to say.

"The soap I use."

"Oh, no wonder it's so fresh and charming, so that the young master wants to bite you."

"Do you really don't want to live anymore?" Ling Mo's voice dropped an octave, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I won't really bite you..."

Suddenly, Ling Mo turned over. Before Qu Yun could recover, the other party was already sitting on top of him, looking down at him.

Those eyes, as if the night sky was about to shatter, would fall straight down at any moment, trying to crush and engulf Qu Yun.

Qu Yun raised his waist subconsciously, reached out to push the opponent, Ling Mo clasped his wrist, and suddenly pressed it against Qu Yun's ear.

Gaping a breath, Qu Yun felt that his heartbeat had been pulled into a straight line. Ling Mo lowered his head, and the closer he got, the more inexplicable fear he felt.

"Where do you want to bite me?" Ling Mo asked him.

His voice has no emotional fluctuations, but it seems to be scalding on Qu Yun's nerves, scorching hot.

"No... I didn't want to bite you..."

"Then what are you talking about?" Ling Mo said softly.

But it didn't seem to be coaxing people at all, but a warning and threat.

"I...I just...just..."

"What is it?"

"Should I give you a sense of presence here..." Qu Yun swallowed, and said to himself that he would never provoke this guy again.

"How much more presence do you want?" Ling Mo asked back.

"No...don't want to..."

Feeling the loosening of his wrists and the relief of the pressure on his waist and abdomen, Ling Mo rolled over and got out of bed.

"Where are you... going?" Qu Yun asked.

"Toilet."

Like last night, Ling Mo stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and Qu Yun almost fell asleep waiting for him.

The only thing that comforted Qu Yun was that after Ling Mo fell asleep, he subconsciously turned over and hugged him, pinching his ears until dawn.

The last sports meeting of their three years in junior high school is coming soon. Although Teacher Huang is worried that everyone will waste too much time on the sports meeting, which will affect their studies, and he doesn't want everyone to leave regrets, so he let the students sign up.

The physical education teacher stood on the podium to collect everyone's registration information.

It was the first time for Qu Yun to participate in such an event as Mo Xiaobei, and more importantly, he was no longer that fat man.

He reported a 200 meters, a four by 100 meters relay.

Ling Mo on the side asked calmly, "Can you run?"

"Nonsense, of course I can run. If there is a bicycle race around the city, I can also get a place!"

At this time, Chu Ning, the representative of the English class, came to Ling Mo with the registration form: "The men's four-by-100-meter relay is still short of one person. Ling Mo, would you like it?"

All the classmates around looked over, because although Ling Mo had good sports performance, he hadn't been very active in the sports meeting in the past two years.The head teacher is not the kind of person who will force the students, so he just let him go.

Before Ling Mo could speak, Qu Yun put his arm on Ling Mo's shoulder and said, "He is willing! Of course he is willing!"

"Why do you say I am willing?" Ling Mo glanced at Qu Yun coolly.

"Because the four times 100-meter relay is the only project we can complete together! Think about it, we can't do a paper, can we? It's impossible to write a homework book? But we can relay together!"

Ling Mo picked up the pen on the table, wrote his name on the registration form, and then continued to read with his head down.

Chu Ning lowered her head, looked at the names on the registration form, and then glanced at Qu Yun who was happy there, and pursed her lips.

That night, Liang Ru gave Qu Yun a huge sum of several hundred yuan, and asked the two of them to go to the department store to buy new sneakers and snacks.

Qu Yun asked Ling Mo as he walked, "I want to buy shrimp crackers and that kind of butter cookies! What about you? What do you want to buy for the sports meeting?"

"Sunflower seeds."

"...can we change to something else?"

"No."

"If you really bought sunflower seeds, you must ask me to crack them for you! Then I won't have a cramp in my tongue!"

"If your tongue is cramped, I'll lick it straight for you."

Qu Yun turned his face to the side, and saw Ling Mo's lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Hello, Ling Mo."

"Ok?"

"Are you happy with me?"

"What's wrong?" Ling Mo stopped and looked at Qu Yun.

"It's nothing."

"Being with you is like having a dream." Ling Mo raised his head, not knowing whether he was looking at the street lights or the sky.

"It was just a dream. When you wake up, my buddy will take you to play."

Qu Yun patted Ling Mo on the shoulder and said.

Professor Ling Da!In fact, you are not a child anymore!You have to wake up quickly!

"Then how do I wake up?" Ling Mo asked back.

Qu Yun was stunned for a moment... Yes, how can I wake up?

Ling Mo pinched Qu Yun's ear.

"Fool, since you don't know how to wake up, just sleep beautifully."

"But maybe if you sleep again, many people waiting to be saved by you will die." Qu Yun said cautiously.

"I don't care about others, I only care about you."

The voice that sounded cold was inexplicably warm and hot.

In the last sports meeting of junior high school, the sun was quite bright.

The school rented a sports hall in the district, and the students sat on the concrete stands.

Some students brought umbrellas and opened them to shade the sun. From the runway, they looked at the platform, which was colorful and colorful.

There are preliminaries in the morning and finals in the afternoon.

This was Ling Mo's first time to go into battle. When he stood on the runway wearing a sports vest and shorts, he attracted the attention of all the girls in the school.

He turned his face sideways and flexed his muscles.

In fact, you can guess from his slender fingers that he is the type with long arms and long legs.And after Liang Ru's careful "feeding", coupled with the fact that he was swimming or riding a bicycle with Qu Yun during the summer vacation, the muscles on his body were tight and smooth, but not exaggerated.

Qu Yun stood in front of him, rubbing his chin and looking at him.

"Look at what?"

"Dude, you're in good shape!"

"It's not uncommon for you to swim during summer vacation."

"Oh, it's a different scene in sportswear!"

Ling Mo stretched out his fingers, hooked Qu Yun's sports vest, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "You look more beautiful when you don't wear it."

Qu Yun's face turned red instantly.

Ling Mo had already put away all expressions.

"Ling Mo! How dare you make such a joke with me!"

"What am I kidding you about?" Ling Mo squinted at him.

The other students who were preparing looked over, and Qu Yun had no choice but to shut up.

Everyone took their places, and Qu Yun was a little unhappy. The physical education teacher actually signed up Li Yuanhang for the four-by-one-hundred-meter race with Ling Mo due to a shortage of manpower.

Seeing that kid get a stick in front of me, I feel uncomfortable... I feel like I've been taken over by a third party.

When the whistle sounded for the start of the competition, the students in the stands cheered and cheered, but this Li Yuanhang ran as if his belt was about to fall off, lagging behind the other participating students by a large margin!

After receiving Li Yuanhang's blow, Qu Yun had no choice but to run like crazy.

In front of him was Ling Mo who was ready to take over the baton, and looked back at him.When the stick was put into Ling Mo's hands, he shot out like an arrow from the string.

The speed at which a pair of long legs are tossing and turning makes Qu Yun feel envious.

The students shouted frantically, Qu Yun stretched his neck, watching Ling Mo overtake the two or three opponents next to him and cross the finish line, his heart also boiled.

He and Ling Mo sat back in their seats, Qu Yun opened the bag, pulled the good shrimp crackers from the bag, and crunched them for the first time.

Ling Mo lowered his head, still reading the engineering book Mo Qing gave him.

"I'm still more suitable for you to study viruses." Qu Yun took a shrimp stick and brought it to Ling Mo's mouth.

"Have you washed your hands?"

"Not washed. Otherwise, don't eat it."

Just as Qu Yun was about to withdraw his hand, Ling Mo suddenly opened his lips and bit down.

"God is blind! You bit my finger!"

"Deserving it."

"I didn't wash my hands, you bite my finger, be careful of diarrhea!" Qu Yun snorted and continued to crunch the shrimp crackers.

Two seconds later, Ling Mo asked, "The virus you are talking about, do you mean a computer virus or a biological virus?"

"Biochemical weapons! Don't you just want to laugh at me for not knowing what a virus is?"

"Is there a virus more powerful than you in this world?" Ling Mo asked coolly.

"Me? Virus? What's wrong?"

"If you are infected, any vaccine antibodies will be useless."

When Qu Yun heard it, he was happy.

"Hey! Then I will be such a virus!"

"Fool."

At this time, Li Jing came to sit beside Qu Yun holding a parasol, and specially held the umbrella towards Qu Yun.

"Xiao Bei, you ran so fast in the 200-meter preliminaries just now, you ranked third."

"That is, the explosive power of the young master is not covered."

"The sun's rays are too dazzling here, let me cover it for you."

Li Jing leaned the umbrella slightly towards Qu Yun.

Qu Yun was about to say thank you when he felt Ling Mo holding the book and moving it to the other side.

This made Qu Yun suddenly realize that the last time Ling Mo was upset with him was also when Li Jing came to ask him a question.

Doesn't Ling Mo like Li Jing?

But thinking about the last cold war, although Qu Yun couldn't understand what Ling Mo was thinking, he felt that it was more important to prevent problems before they happened.

"It's okay! I'm a boy, and being exposed to the sun can also supplement vitamins to enhance calcium absorption!" Qu Yun smiled and moved out from under Li Jing's parasol, leaning towards Ling Mo.

At this time, the women's 200-meter preliminaries started. Li Jing got up and ran to the front of the stands to cheer, leaving Qu Yun and Ling Mo quietly leaning together.

Qu Yun took out a ham sausage from his schoolbag, twisted it into two pieces, and stretched out one piece in front of Ling Mo.

Ling Mo opened his mouth slightly without moving.

"Hey! Look at how open your mouth is!"

Qu Yun was dissatisfied, but he still pushed aside the outer plastic film and stuffed it into Ling Mo's mouth.

Soon it was noon, and the sun was even brighter.

The sports meeting is also suspended, and it's time for lunch break.

Everyone gathered together to discuss the morning preliminaries. Qu Yun is the type who gets sleepy at noon. He originally wanted to kick Ling Mo with his toes, but when he thought that this kid has a cleanliness habit, he pulled him with his hands: " I want to go to sleep under the table..."

The second half of the sentence is to say, please help me look at the schoolbag.

But he didn't expect Ling Mo to say "um", packed his schoolbag in twos and twos, picked it up and left.

Is this the rhythm of accompanying him to sleep under the rostrum?

"Ling Mo, there is no light under the rostrum, so you can't read the book!"

"I also squint for a while at noon."

Ling Mo had already walked away, and Qu Yun hurriedly followed.

When they came to the bottom of the rostrum, Qu Yun went straight to the one on the ground, only to realize that he forgot to take back the plastic paper that Ling Mo used to pave the floor before, and just wanted to tell him to go back and get it, but Ling Mo didn't mind. Sitting down.

"Don't you think it's dirty?"

"I can't see clearly here, out of sight out of mind," Ling Mo said flatly.

Qu Yun chuckled, leaned on Ling Mo's shoulder deliberately and said, "Under the influence of my young master, you also know how to be gentle with this world?"

"Are you sleeping or not?" Ling Mo's voice was cool.

During the lunch break, many students also went to the shadow under the rostrum to take a nap.

"Sleep! Sleep now!"

Qu Yun was sleeping with his back leaning against the wall, but just when he was about to wander too far, who knew that the broadcaster at the school's radio station got excited and began to read the text of the sports meeting exaggeratedly.

"Come on! Come on! The students are enthusiastically cheering for the contestants..."

What "the arrow from the string" and "friendship first, competition second", constantly brushing the sense of presence on the radio, Qu Yun raised his hand to cover his ears.

"It's noon, the school radio station doesn't rest, what a monster!"

"You can fall asleep with a calm mind." Ling Mo said lightly.

"God is blind! I have only heard that the mind is calm and cool, but I have never heard of such a loud noise that I can pretend I didn't hear it!"

Other students who were about to take a nap under the rostrum also complained.

Ling Mo didn't say anything, took out the Walkman from his backpack, and lightly plugged it into Qu Yun's ear, and Carpenter's "Yesterday Reappeared" rang.

Qu Yun tugged at Ling Mo's cuff, with a surprised look on his face: "I thought your Walkman only had English listening skills!"

"You really should practice your English listening well."

Qu Yun automatically ignored Ling Mo's unsightly words, took it off and asked, "Then if you don't listen, can you sleep?"

"I'm calmer than you."

"Well, thank you!" Qu Yun plugged his ears, leaned back against the wall beautifully, and soon fell asleep.

Asleep and asleep, people became confused, Qu Yun leaned to the side and leaned on Ling Mo's shoulder.

Ling Mo leaned quietly against the wall in a place where the sun could not shine. He slowly raised his hand and gently put his arms around Qu Yun's shoulders. Qu Yun tilted his head, then slid down and lay on his side. on Ling Mo's lap.

Ling Mo's arms around Qu Yun froze there, but Qu Yun had completely forgotten where he was taking his afternoon nap, and straightened his whole body, lying on his back with his head resting on Ling Mo's lap. There was a small snoring sound.

Ling Mo put his hand down lightly, and brushed Qu Yun's bangs away with his fingertips. He clearly wanted to touch his brow bone, but he seemed worried that he would wake up suddenly. As soon as his fingertips touched his eyelashes, I took it back.

Qu Yun suddenly turned over, turned sideways, hugged Ling Mo's leg with one hand, and rubbed his cheek twice.

Ling Mo's breathing stopped there, and the radio station was still reading the essays as if he had been beaten with blood, but what Ling Mo heard most clearly was "Yesterday Reappeared" coming from Qu Yun's dropped earplugs. There was the feeling that his breath passed over his knees vaguely.

After another half an hour, the radio station finally stopped, because the afternoon game was about to start.

Ling Mo stretched out his hand, submerged it into the hair on the back of Qu Yun's head, and rubbed it: "Hey, the game is about to start this afternoon."

"Huh? It's about to start again?" Qu Yun sat up in a daze, and returned the Walkman to Ling Mo.

"Oh, I'm going to check..."

"Yeah." Ling Mo got up and put their bags on the left and right on their backs.

"Thank you!"

Qu Yun calmed down, and the first final in the afternoon was the men's 200m.

The contestants took their places, and Qu Yun was also ready to start. He turned his face and looked at the auditorium of his class. Mo stood behind, holding his pocket, looking in his direction.

The corners of Qu Yun's mouth curled up unnaturally.

Wherever Ling Mo really stops, he always "stands out from the crowd and leads the crowd"!

Qu Yun suddenly felt that if he used the energy of praising Ling Mo in his Chinese composition, he might be able to squeeze into the top ten in his grade?

Just as he tilted his head to look at Ling Mo, a gunshot rang out.

The other players ran out, and he reacted and rushed out.

When Qu Yun thought that Ling Mo was looking at him at this moment, he felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed forward.

Qu Yun, who had put in all his strength, completely exceeded everyone's expectations. He had fallen to sixth because of a slow start, and he caught up to fifth, and began to surpass continuously.

"Come on, Mo Xiaobei!"

"Come on Xiaobei!"

"Damn it! It's amazing! I've caught up to fourth!"

With the last 50 meters left, the voices of the students in the class were about to fall down.

Qu Yun was still running desperately, and caught up with No.30 in the last 3 meters.

"Amazing! Mo Xiaobei! Mo Xiaobei!"

This counterattack was so unexpected that even the head teacher, Teacher Huang, shouted.

The author has something to say: DAY28

Ling Mo: In fact, besides the relay race, there are other things we can do together.

Qu Yun: What else?

Ling Mo: Love.

Qu Yun: ... Let's go!Get away!