feed an invisible man

【Chapter 1】

The invisible man really exists, not a fiction of science fiction and movies.When Ye Weiting realized this, he was already crushed by an invisible thing.

At this time, his brain quickly sorted out the most troublesome things. The amazing thing was that what troubled him the most was not that he was pressed, but that he thought "it's over, I'm going to be late for school today".

Today is Monday, and Monday means that not only do we have to get up early to go to school today, but we also have to get up earlier than usual to raise the national flag.

He desperately wanted to catch up with the flag raising.Because he had a crush on a male classmate in the national flag team.

Ye Weiting knew that he was more evil, it shouldn't have occurred to him to have thoughts about a man, but every time he saw that boy wearing a white uniform and being wrapped in cloth when he raised the national flag, he couldn't help but fantasize about being his scene.

But the fact is that Ye Weiting's fantasy was only half realized, he was indeed picked up and pressed down, but the other party was not that boy.According to him, he couldn't even see his face!

If this incident hadn't happened, today would be a normal Monday. The only thing that was special was that today, after the national flag was raised, he was going to go up and make friends with him.

When pursuing others, you can't be in a hurry, you have to start with friends.Ye Weiting himself is also good-looking, no one will refuse to make friends with anyone, not to mention, no one will associate him with the term gay, because he is still very manly, at least he dresses very simply , and don't put on a mask-the foundation is handsome.

That boy must also be very willing to make friends with him, because he noticed that the other party is a very cheerful person. When the flag was raised and the show was over, he talked and laughed with others, and there was a dimple on his left cheek.

Ye Weiting thinks that dimple is very cute, of course, it is very strange to describe a big boy as cute.That person is very handsome, with muscular body, thick eyebrows and high nose, his appearance has nothing to do with being cute, but Ye Weiting thinks that if he only thinks a person is handsome, then when the other person does something unhandsome, he may not like him anymore. But when you think a person is cute, even if the other person is embarrassed, you still like him.Being cute is the highest compliment you can give someone.

But now he is worried that he may not be able to catch up with the school to raise the national flag.He is not afraid of being scolded by the teacher, what he is afraid of is missing the opportunity to get acquainted with that boy.

As soon as he woke up in the morning, Ye Weiting felt that something was wrong, his face was itchy, and then something moved against his cheek.Then a hand slipped under the covers and grabbed him.

Ye Weiting squinted his eyes, drowsy, let out a low moan like a sigh, and then he shivered, and instantly woke up.

He is now living in a house near the school that his parents rented for him. His parents are busy with work and do not come to live with him, and he has never had a boyfriend himself.How could someone help him fight early in the morning!

Realizing something was wrong, Ye Weiting turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see the strange man, in fact, he didn't see anything.

However, there is indeed a hand, with the burning heat in the palm, holding him tightly!

Fuck, a supernatural event? !Ye Weiting was so frightened that he almost wilted, but soon there was a voice in his ear: "It's shocking, today, you can also feel the existence of invisible people."

"Invisible man?" Ye Weiting just wanted to ask something, but the big hand moved quickly, he couldn't bear it all at once, and let out a muffled groan.

In the air around him, the male voice said: "Little guy, I'll take out to heaven."

The sound is pretty good.

Ye Weiting was touched by that hand, and soon, he felt the other hand too.The author sighed, a lot of words were omitted here, and many words were omitted from the previous article. If you want to read the original version, I believe that if you really want to look for it, you can find it, because the title has not changed.

When he came back to his senses again, everything was settled—he was killed, and he was a guy who couldn't even see his face.

Ye Weiting's heart almost collapsed, he held his hands, and punched the invisible man beside him.

I didn't expect to hit it.

The invisible man snorted and said, "I'll keep that account in mind."

Ye Weiting was shocked when he heard these words. He glanced at the clock on the wall. If he got up and rushed to school now, he would still be in time. up.

However, after the invisible man made two threats, he didn't make any further moves, he just picked up Ye Weiting's and let him wear it.

Ye Weiting still wanted to hit him, but held back, he was going to see that boy, this was the most important thing, even him.

He cursed "fuck" and limped away.

The house his parents rented for him is close to the school, half a stop away, but now it seems that it is as difficult as the Red Army's [-]-mile long march.

It hurts, I can't move at all!

The sun was warm in the morning, and there was no heat on the person. Along the way, he saw Mrs. Zhang, a neighbor who was doing morning exercises, dancing swords in a small square by the side of the road. It is said that the husband and son of the old lady were in their hometown, and she was the only one who came with her daughter. The city does business.Usually he would say hello to Mrs. Zhang, but today he was really in a hurry, so he limped past Mrs. Zhang.

Passing by this small square, he would also pass a breakfast shop. Usually, he would buy steamed buns and fritters at this shop, but today, the time is passing by every minute, how can he have time to eat breakfast?

He grimaced in pain, but he only needed to pass through another neighborhood to reach the school.

He didn't bring a watch either, so he could only hurry and hurry.

The school is located in the center of the community, and he arrived soon.As soon as the school enters the gate, there is a wide playground. There is a square concrete platform in the middle of the playground, and the national flag pole is inserted there.

At this time, all the high school classes were standing around the flag pole, and the national flag team had already grasped the national flag in their hands, waiting for the teacher on the rostrum to speak.

When the command to "raise the national flag, play and sing the national anthem" sounded, Ye Weiting returned to their class without any risk and stood up. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now, he could finally catch up with the boy after the national flag was raised. .

He was staring at him, the boy in the white uniform, he was raising his chin, his profile was firm and handsome, his eyes were staring at the national flag without blinking - how he wished that the person he was staring at was himself!

However, Ye Weiting was very excited when he thought of the possibility of following him after the flag raising.

But some things are uncertain, for example, when the national flag was hoisted and everyone was about to leave, Ye Weiting's ear was grabbed by a hand.

He turned his head and saw the angry face of the teacher in charge.

Ye Weiting: "Liu, Teacher Liu..."

"Our class was deducted points today because of you." Teacher Liu's willow eyebrows stood on end, and he grabbed his ears and twisted them at an angle. Now Ye Weiting suffered double physical injuries—the flower pain and the ear pain.

He said, "Teacher, I was wrong."

Teacher Liu said: "Go, just this playground, run three laps, not much, just let you have a long memory."

This playground is not their usual physical education playground.The physical education class is held at the back of the teaching building area, and the lap of the playground is a standard 400 meters.But now the playground where they raise the national flag is only 300 meters for one lap, and less than 1000 meters for three laps. In fact, this kind of punishment is very light.

But Ye Weiting hurts!Walking to school is already very painful, and he needs to run!

"Teacher is counting circles in the office upstairs. Don't run too short for such a short distance." After finishing speaking, Teacher Liu twisted his waist and left.

Ye Weiting wanted to cry but started running on the playground.

As soon as the flag-raising ceremony was over, the students quickly left here to go back to the classroom for morning reading. There are still some slow-moving students on the playground, but the number is only one-fifth of the previous number.

Ye Weiting gasped for air while running, what the hell is going on with that invisible man!Why is it so big, I don't know how to be gentle at all, other than that, it's so fast, it looks like it's inexperienced, what's the point of inexperienced!

No, the point is how could there really be invisible people in the world!

After barely running a lap, it was already a few minutes later, and the playground had cleared away. He felt that his body was as hot as a chili pepper stuffed in it. Apart from pain, there was no other more intuitive adjective.

And the most frustrating thing is that the chance to strike up a conversation was wiped out by the teacher's corporal punishment. We can only wait until next Monday. Whether we will have a chance to meet again next Monday is still a question.

Just as he was thinking depressingly, suddenly, someone not far away shouted at him: "Hey, the runner, why are you late in the morning?"

Ye Weiting raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and was taken aback for a moment, his heart was instantly filled with ecstasy, the flowers no longer hurt but itched.

Because the one who greeted him was the boy in white uniform whom he had a crush on.

He stared blankly at each other and raised his hand: "Hi."

The other party looked at him with a smile in the morning light, and walked towards him. At this time, those bright eyes were staring at him.

Therefore, people cannot easily define whether a day is unlucky or lucky, because it is likely that these things will all happen on the same day.

On this day, he was killed.It was on this day that the person he liked actually took the initiative to talk to him.

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