Why do you have a crush on me again

Ling Mo didn't care about Qu Yun's dissatisfaction at all. With one hand propped on the desk, the other hand went around Qu Yun's shoulder, took the pen that Qu Yun was holding, and listed a few steps on the last big answer question: "At most, this question is a little difficult."

Qu Yun was a little nervous, because Ling Mo was too close to him, even if his skin didn't touch, he could still feel the warmth from Ling Mo.

And his breathing, obviously calm, but the moment he touched Qu Yun, there was some kind of crazy omen brewing in the calmness.

"What are you thinking?" Ling Mo tapped the pen tip on the paper.

"I was thinking... didn't you go home? Why do you seem to be sweating?" Qu Yun quickly changed the subject.

"I went out to exercise." Ling Mo replied.

His expression was very calm, not like lying.

So, the reason why Qu Yun didn't find Ling Mo when he called Liang Ru's house was probably because Ling Mo just happened to be out to exercise?

"What kind of exercise? You don't want to go swimming at night, do you?" Qu Yun asked casually.

"Running, fitness, boxing." Ling Mo replied.

"Have you been to the fitness center? Have a trainer teach you boxing?"

Qu Yun's eyes lit up immediately.

Ling Mo chuckled: "What's the matter? You want to go too?"

"Yes! Can you take me there! You are so powerful, did the fighting coach teach you?"

"Your first step, let yourself pass the final exam first."

Qu Yun was not happy.

But Ling Mo didn't care about his displeasure at all, he hooked his finger on his back collar and said, "It's too late, go take a shower."

"Okay! Take a shower!"

Qu Yun also wanted to change his mood and come back to study again.

In fact, he also wants to know in his heart, can he still remember everything he has learned in this world in reality?If he could, all his hard work would be worthwhile, and maybe he would be able to make up for his regret of not being admitted to college by returning to the real world.

Qu Yun casually grabbed his change of clothes and went into the bathroom. Just as he was about to lock the door, the door was suddenly unscrewed. Ling Mo grabbed the crack of the door with his hand and opened the door.

"Hey! What are you doing? I'm already in!"

Even though it was Ling Mo's home, Qu Yun still felt that jumping in line was not a good habit, and he should stick to first come, first served.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, do you want me to wait for you?"

Ling Mo raised his eyebrows, walked past Qu Yun, and put the changed clothes on the shelf.

Qu Yun thought, yes, before, he and Chen Dayong often flushed with the same faucet, urinating in the wild without side by side, what's so pretentious?And when he was still Mo Xiaobei, he also washed with Ling Mo.

"That's fine."

Just as Qu Yun was about to pull off his shirt, he saw that Ling Mo had pulled up the T-shirt up to his neck, and the muscles of his upper body stretched. Qu Yun was envious of a certain sense of strength ready to go.

Although Lu Xiao's body also has small abdominal muscles, compared to Ling Mo's explosive power and responsiveness, it's like the difference between a professional athlete and a fitness trainer.

"You like looking at me so much?" Ling Mo's voice sounded.

Qu Yun almost choked on his own saliva: "I like to see you, you ghost! You have all the young masters!"

"Mine look better than yours."

Ling Mo took off the sweatpants in front of Qu Yun, a pair of long legs, not strong, but very strong, and a very visually impressive little Ling Mo...

Qu Yun suddenly wanted to leave here, Lu Xiao's body was completely beaten!

The water from the shower fell from the top of Ling Mo's head, flowed along the ends of his hair onto his shoulders, and slid down along the texture of his muscles, pulling Qu Yun's mind, as if the water flow was transformed by Qu Yun's sense of touch. Come.

After Ling Mo backed away, he took a bar of soap and went aside.

"Why are you still hanging there?"

"Oh... here I come..."

Qu Yun hurriedly took it off, went under the shower and began to rinse.

He never takes a shower for more than 5 minutes, and he does now.

But the shower made him very uncomfortable. The water flowed slowly, and he gathered the shower together with a twist, and a stream of water rushed down directly, and he immediately felt refreshed.

Qu Yun pressed the body wash twice, rubbed it on his body twice, and went to wash it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qu Yun always felt that his back was hot. This feeling extended from the back of his neck all the way down. When he turned his head, he saw Ling Mo looking at him with his hands hanging down.

The feeling of being locked up by the other party came again.

"I'm done washing! I leave the water to you!"

Qu Yun immediately stepped aside, took a towel and hurriedly wiped his whole body up and down, and was about to pull his clothes when Ling Mo's voice came again.

"Are you sure you've rinsed off the shower gel?"

"Even if you don't wash it off, it's just a moisturizer!"

Anyway, I just don't want to stay in the same bathroom with Ling Mo.

"Let me wipe it for you. If you don't rinse it off, it will be itchy when you go to bed at night."

Before Qu Yun had time to refuse, he felt the warmth of the opponent's palm on his back.

"Not cleaned at all."

Ling Mo wanted to pull Qu Yun, but Qu Yun immediately avoided it.

"Are you shy?" Ling Mo's voice was not loud, but very penetrating, and the sound of the shower was nothing.

"Why should I be shy? I'm not a girl!"

Ling Mo smiled lightly, obviously very shallow, but it caused Qu Yun's heart to be stabbed violently.

"Because I'm better developed than you."

"Would you... be less conceited and die?"

"It's okay for me not to be conceited, just roll over and wash off the bath liquid on your body."

Qu Yun sighed in his heart. Ling Mo has an inexplicable attachment to what he believes in. In layman's terms, he is very stubborn.

Resigned to his fate, he went back under the water, rubbed his hands indiscriminately, and suddenly felt a towel sticking to his back. Qu Yun turned around in surprise and found that it was Ling Mo.

"Hey! Isn't that... your towel?"

Just as he was talking, Ling Mo had already lifted Qu Yun's arm and rubbed his side waist.

"Ah."

"You... don't you like others using your things?"

"Have you ever used my stuff?"

Ling Mo asked back.His hands went around Qu Yun's waist, and the towel was held down by his hands, and it wiped Qu Yun's lower abdomen.

"No... never used..."

In this state, Qu Yun was almost held in Ling Mo's arms, even though they were not next to each other.

"Then how do you know that I mind you using my things?" Ling Mo asked again.

Qu Yun couldn't answer, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

He couldn't help but ask.

If you have revealed something about yourself, it is better to die early and be reborn early.

"Because you look like Mo Xiaobei." Ling Mo replied.

A sentence that was so calm that there were almost no emotional fluctuations, but it rushed into Qu Yun's heart with great force. At that moment, the blood congealed, the water flow stopped, and the sound of the heartbeat was also frozen.

After a long time, Qu Yun asked, "I...how am I like that...that Mo Xiaobei?"

"Speaks like that."

It's over, it's over, the tone of speaking... After so many years of speaking, it is completely impossible to change it!

"If you give some sunshine, it will be brilliant, and if you give it some rain, it will flood."

"I do not have!"

"Intellectually retarded."

"...Why are you so scolding..."

"I mean, it's more like when you're mentally retarded."

Qu Yun was so stalked that he couldn't speak.

Well, well, you are the biggest in your world, and we are all supporting roles, a foil, and exist to set off your magnificence.

"After washing, you can get out. Hurry up and finish the science synthesis."

As if receiving the imperial edict, Qu Yun immediately wiped himself clean, hurriedly put on his trousers, and rushed out of the bathroom.

He always felt that if he didn't leave, Ling Mo would push himself down, and then vent all the power he had restrained and suppressed in his heart.

Although this feeling is outrageous, Qu Yun believes in his sixth sense.

There were originally two bedrooms in this house, and the only one was converted into a study. Qu Yun and Ling Mo had to sleep on the 1.8-meter-wide bed in the master bedroom.

This wasn't the first time he slept with Ling Mo, he didn't change his mind, he took it for granted when he pulled the quilt away.

But when everything was quiet and Ling Mo's breathing became clear, Qu Yun couldn't fall asleep, but he didn't dare to turn over, so stiff that he was sweating.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Ling Mo's voice sounded.

"You... how do you know I'm not asleep?"

"You can tell by the sound of breathing." Ling Mo replied.

"Then why didn't you fall asleep?" Qu Yun asked.

"Except for Xiao Bei, this is the first time I've slept with someone else, so I'll pay attention to whether you fell asleep."

Ling Mo's voice was faint, but Qu Yun's eyes suddenly became sore.

"Oh. Then when you slept with Xiao Bei, you should have fallen asleep soon, right?"

Qu Yun remembered that Ling Mo always ignored him at first and turned over to sleep facing the wall.

"No. I always turn my back to him first, wait until he falls asleep, and then turn around and hug him."

Qu Yun's eyes became more sour.

"Like hugging a pillow?"

"He's not a pillow. I hold him to make sure he's always by my side, even when I'm asleep and don't know anything."

"He must mean a lot to you."

"He once said that I am his task. In order to complete this task, he can even give up his life."

Qu Yun slowly grasped the quilt tightly, his eyes looking at the ceiling were blurred, something was about to be unable to bear the gravity.

"But he didn't die for me, he was taken away by the acute flu virus."

Qu Yun didn't expect that Ling Mo could remember what he said so clearly.

"I used to want to be an engineer like my adoptive father, building houses and roads for Xiaobei. But after he left, I wanted to be a person who studies viruses, because viruses have taken away the most important people to me in this world. "

Tears that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly rushed to the pillow.

Qu Yun had to use all his strength to keep his voice from trembling.

"Ling Mo...the person you lost, maybe he is protecting you and accompanying you in another way...As long as you need him, he will never leave."

"Lu Xiao, look at what you said, isn't it like another Xiao Bei in the world?"

Qu Yun gritted his teeth, he really wanted to tell him, whether it is Mo Xiaobei or Lu Xiao, they are all me, I am in reality, as long as you wake up, we can have a good time in the real world.

But Mo Xiaobei's last words made Ling Mo depressed for so long, do he want to say it again?

"Don't tell me your never-ending promise. I'd rather hold on to it myself than trust anyone's promise."

Ling Mo's words made Qu Yun's heart ache so badly that he could hardly breathe.

"Also, turn around as you like."

After finishing speaking, Ling Mo grabbed the quilt and turned sideways, with his back to Qu Yun.

These two weeks passed much faster than Qu Yun imagined.

When the last weekend came, Ling Mo brought Qu Yun the mock exam papers for the sophomore year in previous years, and asked him to do it from beginning to end.

Mathematics is a little over 100, and the small comprehensive score of 190 points has also achieved more than [-] points by stumbles.

As for English, Ling Mo gave Qu Yun a summary of the question-stem analysis method, allowing Qu Yun to increase the scores of listening and reading comprehension by locking answers based on a limited vocabulary, and then compiled several sets of templates for Qu Yun.

When dealing with Chinese, Ling Mo didn't ask Qu Yun to recite all the articles that needed to be memorized, but marked out twenty sentences for him, confidently expressing that 80.00% of the final exam's dictation was in these twenty sentences.

Qu Yun had to admit that the reason why the god of learning is called the god of learning is inevitable.

On the penultimate day of the final exam, both Qu Yun and Ling Mo will arrive at the school.

Qu Yun originally thought that everyone would be curious about Ling Mo's absence for the past two weeks, but no one had asked similar questions, except Chu Ning.

"Well, Ling Mo...you must be very sad to hear that Grandpa Gu passed away, right?" Chu Ning asked, turning her face sideways.

Grandpa Gu?It should be the old director of Ling Mo's father, the father of lawyer Gu Chen, right?Didn't he die during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school?

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal in life. I'm fine." Ling Mo replied.

Qu Yun thought to himself, probably Ling Mo used Director Gu as an excuse to ask for leave from the school.

During the morning reading, the class teacher also came to comfort Ling Mo, "I know that Mr. Gu is like your grandfather. You must feel bad when he passed away. I hope you can calm down and get good grades in the final exam. Gu The old man will feel relieved."

Qu Yun can be sure that his conjecture is true.

But the class teacher called Qu Yun into his office again, and said to Qu Yun earnestly: "Lu Xiao, you see your grades have been declining. I won't talk about the attendance rate of the first semester of the second semester of high school, and the grades of the next semester will be the same." I haven't gotten up yet. You have been ill for another two weeks, as your class teacher, I think you should consider retaking the second year of high school?"

Qu Yun stood there, looking into the head teacher's eyes.

He could see a kind of expectation from the other side's eyes, and he immediately understood that in a key high school where the enrollment rate is king, the existence of students like Lu Xiao puts great pressure on the teachers of all subjects.

Seeing that Qu Yun didn't speak, the teacher in charge said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'll talk to your mother about it. Before you took sick leave, you came to class well. I know you have a sense of urgency and progress, but Some things need to take their time..."

Qu Yun became a little anxious when he heard it.

Damn it, you still want to tell Liu Fenfang that I took two weeks of sick leave?

If she found out, she would definitely think that I joined forces with Ling Mo to skip class and lead all the good students to ruin. Wouldn't it be impossible to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River?

This will not work!

And if you retake the sophomore year, you won't be able to keep up with Ling Mo's progress!

Such a thing must not happen.

"Teacher... During this period of illness, I have also reviewed the knowledge that I have left behind. What you said is indeed reasonable, but I am not sure whether it is really necessary for me to retake the second year of high school. So I have an idea." Qu Yun knew At this time, you can't be stubborn with the teacher, it's better to be humble and talk well.

"Do you have any idea?"

"I want to take a mock test of mathematics and a small comprehensive test before the end of the semester. If I can achieve a score of 60.00% or more in the mock test this time, I ask the teacher not to mention the matter of retaking the second year of high school. What do you think?"

The homeroom teacher was stunned, but after thinking about it, he also felt that what Qu Yun said made sense.

If Qu Yun did well in the exam, he didn't have to work hard to convince Qu Yun's mother, Liu Fenfang.

If Qu Yun did badly in the exam, he would have grounds to convince Liu Fenfang.

"Okay. You can take the mock test in my office. I'll arrange it for you after class today. What do you think?"

"Thank you, teacher, for your trouble."

As soon as Qu Yun left the office, he happened to have a face-to-face meeting with Sheng Yingxi.

This guy was chatting with a certain girl with his pocket in his pocket. He didn't know what he said. The girl's face turned red, and she thumped his chest.

As soon as Sheng Yingxi saw Qu Yun, she put away her smiling face. It wasn't until Qu Yun walked by his side that he asked in a low voice, "Hello... I heard that you are on sick leave, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, don't worry! I heard that you have also been selected for the swimming team. Congratulations. We can train together during the summer vacation."

"Yeah." Sheng Yingxi lowered her head and touched the tip of her nose. His originally fair cheeks were a little flushed, and he looked a little cute.

Qu Yun was about to continue talking to him when Ling Mo's voice came.

"Lu Xiao, it's time for class."

The students who were still in the corridor all looked in Qu Yun's direction, and everyone was surprised that Ling Mo took the initiative to talk to him.

Qu Yun winked at Sheng Yingxi, and then came to the door of the classroom, where Ling Mo stood there with a cold feeling.

As soon as he looked up, he found that Ling Mo was looking at Sheng Yingxi.

Qu Yun knew too well the pressure Ling Mo's gaze brought to others. He waved at Sheng Yingxi, motioning him to go back to his classroom, but Sheng Yingxi remained motionless and insisted on competing with Ling Mo with his gaze.

Ouch, big brother, no one has ever been born who can beat Professor Ling Da with his eyes!

Just as Qu Yun was about to open his mouth to ease the embarrassing situation, Ling Mo stretched out his hand, pressed Qu Yun's mouth, and pushed him into the classroom.

"Chemistry class, you have a snack."

His gaze still threatened Sheng Yingxi.

Qu Yun could tell that Sheng Yingxi was resisting, and finally the bell rang for class, and Sheng Yingxi finally retreated back to his classroom.As soon as Qu Yun exhaled, Ling Mo hooked him by the back collar.

"You look relaxed, so you are so worried about Sheng Yingxi?"

"Eh... You don't think you and Sheng Yingxi are looking at each other across the corridor, so passionate?"

"do not think so."

"Okay... I have good news for you. The time to test your teaching level has come ahead of time. After class today, I will stay in the head teacher's office to take a mock test of mathematics and small synthesis. If I fail, I will promise the head teacher about Grade retention requirements."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

"Hey, aren't you worried that I'll fail the exam?"

"Are you mentally retarded?"

"...Probably not."

"Then how could it be such a mess?"

When get out of class ended at 05:30, many students were going to participate in various cram schools, and only Qu Yun stayed in the head teacher's office.

Mathematics first, Qu Yun decisively did what he could do first, which was also what Ling Mo asked him to do, that is, he would never love to fight.

In addition to the multiple-choice questions that must be calculated, Qu Yun used the elimination method and the inclusion method.

The homeroom teacher sitting aside and watching was a little surprised, because Qu Yun's speed of solving the questions was much faster than he expected.He thought it was a coincidence at first, but when he saw the draft paper that Qu Yun moved aside, he had to admit that it was strength.

Qu Yun handed in the paper within the stipulated time, except that he only wrote one-third of the last big answer question, so the paper was not empty.

"Should I take a short break and have dinner before doing it?"

"If you believe me, go and eat first. I'm making papers in the office."

Seeing Qu Yun's serious look, the homeroom teacher nodded and said, "Then you write here, I'll go buy some food, and I'll buy some for you too."

After finishing speaking, the head teacher left the office, but he entrusted a history teacher who was about to retire to invigilate the exam. To put it bluntly, he didn't completely trust Qu Yun.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Qu Yun handed in the papers.

The homeroom teacher looked at this paper and was a little surprised, because Qu Yun also answered seven to seven to eight to the final comprehensive question. Although the answer was not calculated, he should get some step points.

Qu Yun is a handsome master. He has tried his best and doesn't think about tomorrow's grades at all. As soon as he walked to the stairs, he saw Ling Mo with his schoolbag on one shoulder, leaning against the wall and looking at him.

"You...you really waited for me?"

"Well. I called my family. I'll take you home."

"I'm not a girl, I don't need a boy to take me home."

"No. 10 bus has stopped, do you have money to take a taxi?"

"No."

"Then what are you talking about?"

It was only then that Qu Yun realized that what Ling Mo was talking about was to send him back by bicycle.

The street after ten o'clock was much quieter than usual when classes were over. Ling Mo's bike was riding very steadily, and Qu Yun was sitting in the back, holding on to the bars with both hands.

Looking at Ling Mo's back, he suddenly realized that he had never trusted anyone so much.Trust him to never fall.

The author has something to say: DAY42

Ling Mo: Actually, it's also good for you to repeat a grade.

Qu Yun: What?

Ling Mo: Then you will become my junior, and we can play the game of senior and junior.

Qu Yun: Why don't you talk about playing the game between master and apprentice?

Ling Mo: So this is your taste.

Qu Yun: Deep well ice!