The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

Zhang Junruo curled himself up into a small ball, embraced the quilt and leaned against the edge of the wall, and fell asleep, breathing lightly and evenly, and only the top of the boy's jet-black hair and a section of ice-white side face were exposed under the quilt.

The boy with messy hair was very curious. Although he was only a little shorter than himself, he always managed to leave a large space in the narrow single bed.

He sat silently on the edge of the bed, stretched out his strong arms, and stroked the boy's smooth forehead hidden in the soft hair with his warm palms.

With the other hand, he tried the temperature of his forehead, feeling a little relieved.Fortunately, no fever.

Yesterday, the scene of the boy crying helplessly in his arms is still vivid, as if a heart was held in someone's hand, flattened and rounded, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Tears with scorching temperature wet his clothes drop by drop, scalding the skin of his chest, causing a faint burning pain in his heart.

Thinking back to all the details that I ignored in the past, those turning around with great anticipation, those approaching hesitantly, those lips that hesitated to speak, those disappointed and injured eyes... And that day, when I was kicked to the ground by myself and died. He clung to the floor, twisting his trembling knuckles.

The boy frowned his beautiful thick eyebrows, and endured the throbbing throbbing violently at the tip of his heart.

It would be great if time could turn back, he would have noticed the clues hidden by the master early, carefully captured those flashing things in those clear and bright eyes, discovered his goodness, and guarded his Well, before he has time to be sad, hold him in your arms and cherish him.

Han Guangyu stood there holding his breath and froze for a while, looking at his friend who had always been rough and arrogant, guarding Zhang Junruo there, his eyes dimmed and flickered several times, his face was full of contempt and affection, heartbroken, as if he was dead Like a daughter-in-law, she doesn't dare to breathe.

He looked down at his watch, realized that the time was running out, finally gritted his teeth, walked up to Qu Linggong on tiptoe, pointed at the sleeping person in the bed, and compared the time again.

Qu Linggong made a silent gesture to him, signaling him to wash up first, and he will be in charge here.

Han Guangyu was very understanding, holding a basin and gently closing the door for the two of them.

Qu Linggong leaned down, gently pushed the sleeping boy's thin shoulders, and asked softly in a gentle voice that he had just mastered: "Ruoruo, the time is coming. Do you want to ask for leave and be late for a while?" ?”

The boy sleeping on the side of the single bed finally woke up slowly, muttering an indistinct raving in his mouth, like the low whimper of a sleepy animal.

It was as if a feather brushed gently in my heart, causing a crisp/itch.

Qu Linggong had never seen Zhang Junruo like this before, he fell into a drowsy sleep, like a kitten who only knows how to act like a spoiled child.Immediately, his face was covered with blood.

He gently pushed Zhang Junruo's shoulder again, the other party was silent for a moment, finally realized something in his chaotic mind, suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up in a panic.

A pair of eyes that had just woken up were filled with water vapor, flashing a trace of trance and panic.

Qu Linggong hurried forward to comfort him: "It's okay, there's still time, I'm not late, don't worry."

The moment Zhang Junruo stared blankly at Qu Linggong, his long eyelashes trembled rapidly, and the scene from last night flashed back frame by frame.Thinking of the scene where she was crying in Qu Linggong's arms until she was exhausted, she couldn't help but blushed, bit her lower lip tightly, her long eyelashes drooped, and she didn't know how to deal with herself for a moment.

Qu Linggong noticed the embarrassment and helplessness of this moment, and didn't give him too much time to struggle and embarrassment. He leaned forward, knelt down on the bed, hugged him in his arms, and said softly in his ear: " Ruoruo, don’t feel embarrassed in front of me. Have you forgotten? I said yesterday——I like you. I like you very much.”

After a long time, the boy who was in a daze gave a low "um" in his arms as an answer.

Qu Linggong was very satisfied with Zhang Junruo's response, let go of him, stared at those clear and quiet eyes like lake water, and asked softly: "So——are you willing to let me be your—boyfriend?"

Zhang Junruo's heart that had just calmed down was surging, his eyes suddenly widened, the folds of his beautiful inner double eyelids disappeared suddenly, his long eyelashes were like a pair of fluttering butterfly wings, and something flashed in his pupils Flashing away, she looked dazed, confused, and very cute.

Qu Linggong saw that the area under his eyelids lying on the silkworms was slightly swollen from crying last night, and a faint pink appeared on his eyelids.His face was icy white, his lips were bloodless, and his heart ached.

He lowered his body, and with his big bony hands, like soothing a small animal, he gently stroked Zhang Junruo's soft hair, leaned over and kissed him on his forehead.

With an extremely gentle voice, he said softly: "Don't worry about answering me. I can wait for you."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and patted Zhang Junruo's shoulder, looked at Zhang Junruo who hadn't recovered from the kiss just now, and gently reminded: "Ruoruo, if you don't get up again, you're really going to be late."

Under the rare warm sun in winter, the sound of hitting backboards and dribbling and running came from the playground, and the game was at its most intense moment.

A slender and handsome young man, mingled among a group of young girls with heart-wrenching eyes, looked very abrupt.

Obviously, he is also self-aware of his outstandingness, and his expression is a little unnatural at this moment.

"Ahhh--! Zhang Junruo! Zhang Junruo!" The girls jumped up and screamed, and he was very unaccustomed to the startled cheers.

He shrugged his shoulders, his eyes were chasing the focus of the entire basketball court, and there was a glint of light flashing back and forth in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

The handsome boy on the field, wearing the Xingyi Private Middle School Qingbaiyun school uniform, was different from his usual gentleness and peace. He was sweating recklessly at this moment, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were burning like lightning. However, the small crackling sparks hit him directly in his heart.

He rubbed his chest, feeling that his roommate sleeping in his lower bunk was going to electrocute him every minute.

When the whistle sounded at the end of the first half, Zhang Junruo grabbed the front of the snow-white school uniform and wiped the sweat from his cheeks casually, his normally ice-white side face turned crimson due to strenuous exercise.

Zhang Junruo was about to retreat to the sidelines when a delicate and frail little girl with bangs was pushed vigorously out of the crowd by two companions behind her. She timidly held a paper cup of drink in both hands and handed it to Zhang Junruo.

The girl lowered her head, her cheeks were flushed, and she didn't dare to look up at Zhang Junruo.

Zhang Junruo pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, the paper cup in the girl's hand stopped in mid-air, and there was a slight embarrassment in the air.Zhang Junruo felt the embarrassing atmosphere, and was about to reach out to catch it, but the tall boy who was stabbed obliquely between the two of them got there first.

The boy took the paper cup with one hand, and the cold touch of the cup reached his fingertips.

He pursed his lips with displeasure, glanced at the flustered little girl with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said, "If you want to chase our class Ruoruo, you have to do your homework first. Ruoruo has a bad stomach and can't drink." cold."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his arms and raised the paper cup to the girl's eyes. Frightened by the amazing aura, the girl's eyes widened, and she took the paper cup in a daze, with a look of bewilderment.

The boy looked back at Zhang Junruo who was also dazed, and stuffed the thermos he had been carrying into his arms, and his voice became softer: "Drink this, red dates and goji berry tea, nourishes and warms the stomach, does not contain caffeine , sleep well at night."

The girl with Qi Liuhai returned to the crowd with her mouth squinted in grievance, and cried out with a "wow".She was a very shy girl at first, but after half a semester with Zhang Junruo, she mustered up the courage to show her kindness like other girls, but Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, poured cold water on her, how embarrassing she was.

The two companions in front of her were also indignant: "Hey, who is that person? What class?"

A girl in the crowd behind him replied: "You don't even know him? Isn't he from the third class, Ling Gong? He's in the same class as Zhang Junruo."

"Qu Linggong?" The girl paused, "I've heard of it, I've heard of it, I think I've seen it on "Xing Yi Xi Ying"."

"Yes, that's him. He used to be the third grader, and the school grader was ranked fifth. Now... seems to be replaced by Zhang Junruo."

When a long-haired girl in the crowd heard this, she said excitedly, "Yes, yes, I beat him in the first year of high school. He was very handsome and cool in the first year of high school."

The girl who asked the question glanced at the one who was sitting side by side with Zhang Junruo on the sidelines, eagerly pouring red date soup for him, and said, "He's pretty handsome and cool now. It's just that he's so special."

"NO, NO," the long-haired girl who spoke up pointed out her index finger, shook it in front of her, and continued, "The other person's design has collapsed, and now it's a big shepherd dog. Whoever gets close to Zhang Junruo in their class, he will bite... ..."

The girl asked suspiciously: "Huh? They are good buddies? Shouldn't they be jealous when their enemies meet?"

"That's right." The long-haired girl smiled ambiguously, her eyes sparkled, and she continued to explain: "I used to like Mr. Qu, but now... I'm a CP fan. You only like one, and you almost gave up the whole movie." The pink forest, love is boundless, let’s not talk, they pose well, I have to take a picture first.”

The girl took out her mobile phone and said to herself, "It's really—too pink."

☆、Silver Moonlight