The seventh rule of the male god

Spring is the season of love, the air is full of sweet floral fragrance, and the second semester of the third year of high school begins to get busy.

There are endless test papers, endless exercises, and endless lectures. Everyone can't wait to split their time in half.

In the morning, he came to the classroom early before dawn. Unexpectedly, the teacher came earlier. The corner of Yun Shen's mouth twitched, and he returned to his seat with a report.

Everyone in the class had already arrived, and they all bowed their heads and wrote vigorously, as if isolating themselves and concentrating on not being disturbed by external objects.

Yun Shen took out Jiang An's chemistry notes and began to read, feeling that the corner of his clothes had been ripped, he couldn't help but lower his head, and saw Jiang An handing over a piece of chocolate.

Yun Shen couldn't help but looked at him and said with a smile, "How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"

Seeing Yun Shen taking the chocolate, Jiang An said, "Isn't it obvious..."

"Jiang'an Yunshen! Stand up for me!"

Before Jiang An finished speaking, the teacher spoke coldly, and Yun Shen quickly put the chocolate into his pocket, and the two looked at each other with helpless smiles, stood up and walked out.

"You two stop."

Yun Shen and Jiang An stopped at the same time, and looked at the teacher together. The teacher frowned, and said as a matter of course: "Give me the book and stand outside!"

riverbank:"……"

Yun Shen: "..."

All students: "..."

Yun Shen and Jiang An leaned against the wall, and a few people passed by sporadically in the corridor, paying attention to them.

Yun Shen looked sideways, and elbowed Jiang An's waist, "Isn't that your two buddies?"

Jiang An looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw two figures who were punished to stand like them.

The surroundings of the teaching building are closed, and the middle is empty. There is a small garden below. There are eight classes on each floor and some entertainment rooms. Jiang An and the others are Class [-], and Class [-] is on the east side, and Class [-] and Class [-] are on the south side. Turn around arrive.

There are also two people leaning against each other on the seat of the fourth class, chatting with each other.

It seems to have noticed something, looking at them.

Yun Shen, Jiang An, Cheng Huaqi, An Chu: "..."

... How about such a coincidence.

Jiang An suggested: "Shall we walk there?"

Yun Shen: "...do your parents know that you are such a dick?"

Jiang An: "I probably don't know."

"..."

Yun Shen tore open the chocolate, broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. Under Jiang An's pretendingly pitiful gaze, thinking that it was given to him by Jiang An, he broke another piece and fed it to Jiang An's mouth.

Jiang An smiled happily.

The two people diagonally opposite were stunned, An Chu was okay, he had a cold personality, but it was a pity that Cheng Huaqi was dumbfounded in shock.

He tugged at An Chu's sleeve, and asked dryly, "What's going on?"

An Chu looked calm, and took the time to glance at the book in his hand: "Obviously, your Xiao'an has empathized with someone else, and officially got rid of the ranks of single dogs."

Cheng Huaqi: "...Did I hear it wrong or are you sick?"

An Chu gave him a cold look: "You discriminate against homosexuals?"

Cheng Huaqi blinked, lowered his head and thought for a while before he said, "I don't discriminate, but homosexuality doesn't seem to have any good results, so worry about Jiang An."

An Chu heard the words and sneered: "Really?"

Time passed quietly, from the nervousness at the beginning of school to half of the time, the third year of high school was really a life-burning experience.

But there are always people who sneak in, every minute and every second is full and warm, a cup of caramel macchiato, a piece of chocolate, a meeting, a farewell, a book, a rubbing of shoulders, a smile at each other, an inadvertent The tacit understanding of the soul.

It seems, very happy.

Another afternoon when school was over and classes were added until six o'clock, in the middle of the night, Yun Shen gave Jiang An a hug as usual, then turned and went home.

After cleaning the blackboard, An Chu looked at the two opposites through the window, and said to Cheng Huaqi, who was cleaning the table beside him, "Do you think it's a bit strange?"

Cheng Huaqi looked at it, and wondered: "Why is it so strange? They are so sweet that I'm going to die."

An Chu looked at him helplessly, "That's why it's strange, have you ever seen a lover who didn't quarrel or conflict at all?"

Cheng Huaqi sighed, and sighed softly: "There is no way, who made Yun Shen too gentle."

"Really? I'm always a little worried about Jiang An, I went back beforehand."

"Hey, I haven't finished cleaning yet, do you want me to clean it alone?!"

When Yun Shen came home, he always felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird. His father was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, when he heard the door opening he looked up at him, then lowered his head.

The whole villa was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, even Aunt Xu and the housekeeper stood aside and dared not speak.

Yun Shen frowned and called Dad.

"Is Xiaoshen back?"

Yun Shen's body froze suddenly, his back was straightened, his face turned pale in an instant, but his heart was pounding.

In this world, there will always be only one person who can call him Xiaoshen.

He didn't even dare to raise his head to look at that person, worried that with just one glance, all the pretended strength and gentle cover would be shattered overnight.

This person will always be the most vulnerable, sensitive, painful and gentle place in his heart.

"Xiao Shen?"

The voice is cold and yet soft, like a clear stream in the glitz, gently touching people's hearts.

"elder brother……"

Yun Shen opened his mouth awkwardly, raised his eyes to look at that person, and made a hoarse voice in his throat, he bit his lower lip hard, the lip was bitten until blood oozes, so as not to let the tears fall.

The man's eyebrows are like distant mountains, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin and light. Black brown or light black close to pure black.

When those eyes looked over, there was a smell of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and a sharp indifference.

He was wearing a simple French-style shirt with folded sleeves, the cuff buttons were folded intricately and delicately, and light gray slacks, which complemented his tall and slender figure. The simple and casual clothes had a very special taste.

He just stood there, glanced lightly, but seemed to be standing at the end of time.

If you stay calm, it will be eternal, and it will already be thrilling.