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

Han Guangyu was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by a short knock on the door. He climbed out of bed and opened the door in a daze. He saw Qu Linggong standing in front of the door with a gloomy face holding Zhang Junruo in his arms.

Han Guangyu was startled. Seeing Qu Linggong's face, he felt a little guilty for some reason, and said in a low voice, "Mom——Ling, Brother Ling, why are you here? Jun, Junruo, what happened to him? He...he When did you go out?"

Qu Linggong frowned helplessly, others didn't know, he didn't know how big Han Guangyu's heart was.

Qu Linggong was upset and didn't respond. To be honest, he didn't know why Zhang Junruo appeared in Yinzi's bar tonight.

He gently placed the person on the lower bunk as if he was holding fragile and exquisite porcelain, carefully took off Zhang Junruo's shoes, covered the quilt, and turned around with the basin to fetch hot water for Zhang Junruo.

Seeing the situation, Han Guangyu immediately caught it, and said courteously, "Brother Ling, take care of him, I'll fetch water."

Seeing Zhang Junruo's eyes tightly closed, his face pale and haggard, Han Guangyu didn't know whether he passed out or had a stomachache, and felt a little guilty for no reason.

He always felt that Zhang Junruo's abnormal behavior today was directly related to him showing Brother Ling's trumpet to him.

Taking advantage of Han Guangyu's absence, Qu Linggong found Zhang Junruo's pajamas and pajamas in the closet, gently peeled off the clear autumn school uniform, and quickly changed it on for Zhang Junruo.

Seeing the boy's beautiful feathered eyebrows tightly knit together in his sleep, and a shallow groove formed between his forehead, he couldn't help reaching out and pressing gently with his fingertips, trying to help the boy smooth out the melancholy and anxiety between his brows.

Han Guangyu ran back with small steps all the way, and he poured a large pot of hot water to make up for it, and gently put it on the table in front of Zhang Junruo's bed.

Qu Linggong wrung a towel and gently wiped the dry tears on Zhang Junruo's face. Afraid of waking up the sleeping boy, he deliberately lowered his voice and said softly, "Guangyu, is there anything going on tonight?"

His voice was low and there was a trace of majesty in his tone. Han Guangyu, who was already guilty, shuddered when he was suddenly asked. No matter how nervous he was, he knew Qu Linggong's precious Zhang Junruo.

Han Guangyu intends to be frank and lenient: "Cough—that's right, didn't you call me with a small number at night? I saved your number. Then, WeChat prompted that there are contacts that can be added, and the name of WeChat is About the lotus in the sun, I just muttered something casually, and if Junruo heard it, he asked me... I showed him...you, your WeChat account..."

Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows twitched, his long and narrow phoenix eyes widened, and a look of enlightenment appeared on his stern handsome face.

He sighed deeply, put his hands on his forehead, looked down at Zhang Junruo's pale, waxy face, and sighed in his heart: "So that's what's going on, it's really my fault..."

——The bad deeds of using a trumpet to pretend to be a teacher, molesting and making stereotypes——It’s a mess! ! !

He knew what a pure and innocent soul Zhang Junruo was. From Zhang Junruo's point of view, he would definitely feel that he was being teased and deceived by his previous small tricks.

Mr. Qu let out a soft sigh, ruffled his black hair anxiously, and turned his eyes back to his lover's handsome and handsome face with a hint of injury. He felt that he had caused so many things secretly, it was simply heinous.

Han Guangyu took a peek at Qu Linggong's face of deep introspection and sincere remorse, thinking that he really did the trick, and felt even more guilty.

Han Guangyu said in a low voice: "Brother Ling, I'll go to the dormitory next door to make do with one night. His class, He Jiaao, is not here today, so you can sleep in my bed..." After finishing speaking, Han Guangyu obediently evacuated from the room that only accommodated two people. hermetic space.

As soon as Han Guangyu left, Qu Linggong relaxed a lot. The tall and long-legged boy leaned sideways, leaning on Zhang Junruo's bedside, like putting a child to sleep, patted Zhang Junruo's shoulder lightly, hesitating Waiting for someone to wake up tomorrow, how to apologize and how to explain his unreliable black history.

He was woken up by Yin Zi in the middle of the night, frightened and frightened, tossing and tossing all night, at this time, he smelled Zhang Junruo's pleasant breath, felt at ease and fell asleep after a while.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Qu Linggong folded his arms subconsciously, but felt that his arms were empty, he was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ruoruo?" He sat up, and in the darkness, he saw Zhang Junruo with his arms folded around his knees, curled up, sitting silently in the corner, his eyes were black and bright like obsidian, staring sadly at him with confusion and guard. look at yourself.

The printed curtains in the room let in a little bit of twilight, probably around four or five o'clock in the morning.

Qu Linggong woke up immediately, rubbed his eyes, sat upright, placed diagonally with the boy curled up in a small ball, clasped his hands, and assumed a posture for a good conversation.

"Ruo Ruo, I'm sorry." After saying this sentence, Qu Linggong felt that he said this sentence too often.

Zhang Junruo's hands gripped his knees tightly, his knuckles turned pale.

Qu Linggong caught a glimpse of it, stabilized his mind, looked back into his eyes calmly, and said, "I added you with the trumpet before, and I didn't mean to trick you, I just wanted to know more about you..."

The boy's bright eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't comment on Qu Linggong's words.

Qu Linggong's face was a bit troubled and embarrassed. He also felt that his behavior at that time was very bad and cunning, and he didn't know how he was "fortunate to his heart" in the first place, and thought of adding Zhang Junruo's WeChat account with the profile picture of a middle-aged and elderly woman.

He cleared his throat, raised three fingers, and said very solemnly: "I swear, I will never lie to you again!"

Qu Linggong raised his head and looked at Zhang Junruo's expression. In the dark night, the boy hugged his knees with both hands, and there was a trace of confusion and doubt in his dark eyes.

"Can you trust me?"

There was silence in the corner.

Qu Linggong was a little anxious, he slid inch by inch to Zhang Junruo's side, rubbed the boy's dark and soft hair, and pulled him into his arms. The feeling in his arms was cold and stiff, and he didn't know how long he sat like that.

Qu Linggong sighed deeply, feeling a pang of pain in his heart, he patted the thin back of the silent boy in his arms with his big hand, he didn't know how to feel distressed.

His Ruoruo has a pure and pious soul like a "pilgrim". With a sincere heart of a young man, he travels through the gap between time and space to come to his side. He never wants to do any harm to such a lover.

Qu Linggong wrapped his arms around the boy's thin back, and his hands tightened unconsciously.

He suddenly realized what a pure and beautiful love he had talked about, and every second was unforgettable.

He patted it for a while, and when he heard the muffled voice of the boy in his arms, Zhang Junruo said softly, "I believe it."

——I believe you will never lie to me again.

Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment, and when he realized that the boy had answered affirmatively to his promise, his heart throbbed and he almost burst into tears.

It turned out that to be forgiven and accepted by others would bring a feeling of being redeemed. The boy who had always been rebellious felt extremely soft in his heart at this second, and had a strange feeling of being salvaged from the vast deep sea by Zhang Junruo.

He lowered his head, kissed Zhang Junruo's thin and cold lips deeply, sucking the unique sweetness in this man's mouth insatiably.

A tear quickly and silently ran across Zhang Junruo's plain cheek, and was silently hidden in the skirt of his clothes.The boy trembled his long eyelashes violently, raised his arms hesitantly, and grasped the clothes around Qu Linggong's waist in a deep, fiery kiss.

Sensing the movement of the boy in his arms, Qu Linggong tightly hugged the boy's back, wishing to rub him into his arms.

In my impression, Zhang Junruo always had a calm and indifferent face, but kept a careful distance from everyone.

Only himself, every time he stretched out his hand, the boy retreated first, and then shook his body and clenched it tightly.

At this moment, Qu Linggong is almost certain that the boy moved across three urban districts and transferred to Xingyi for himself.The only thing he can't refuse is himself.

He also realized at the same time - in this life, he will never find another person who loves him like Zhang Junruo, who loves him silently, giving everything, and loving himself.

He felt that the tip of his heart was as crispy and sweet as if it had been smeared with honey, and at the same time he loved it as if it was about to be crushed.

The boy in his arms also realized something in panic.

He loves so lowly that he has humbled himself to the ground.He was so humble that he didn't dare to know the truth, and he didn't dare to confirm whether he remembered himself.

However, he only has this heart, and he gave it away with both hands a long time ago.

The next morning, Qu Linggong received a call from his mother, Song Shifang, asking him where he went all night last night.

Qu Linggong casually perfunctory, Song Shifang told him helplessly that Qu Mingfeng was coming back, and asked him to be more honest and patient for another half a year. After the college entrance examination, he would not be under the eyes of his father. The sky is high and the sea is wide. Own.

In the morning, Qu Linggong walked into the classroom with two dark circles under his eyes, and felt that the atmosphere of the morning self-study was extremely strange. The eyes of the students looking at him were ambiguous and meaningful, and some girls couldn't hide their excitement.

The moment Lu Xinyue saw him, she blushed and turned her head away, pretending to be doing a question.When Luo Keke saw him, he was secretly delighted and excited.What's even more strange is that Fang Yifei, the always aloof class flower, occasionally turned to look at him, showing the same ambiguous expression as Luo Keke.

The expression on her face was as weird as if the daughter of her own family had finally married off."I'm really happy to find happiness for my daughter after I ate her daughter's red bean rice" all over her face, showing Qu Linggong a loving smile like an old mother from time to time.

"Damn it, yesterday I shared the bed with Ruo Ruo of our family, did you all stop by the bed to look around or something?" Young Master Qu felt as if he was in a mist when they saw him.

Seeing Ma Zhiyuan passing by, he grabbed the bad friend's neck and questioned him.

Ma Zhiyuan showed him a heartbroken old father's expression, patted Qu Linggong's shoulder comfortingly with his big hand, and said earnestly: "Comrade, be cautious in your words and deeds, and develop safely is the top priority!"

Qu Linggong wanted to scold people, but he had just established a calm and mature personality, and he didn't want to destroy the Great Wall himself.

Qu Linggong was wondering when he saw the nervous Han Guangyu rushing over, holding his mobile phone and saying in surprise: "Brother Ling, Brother Ling, you're on the trending video!"

Qu Linggong: "...!"

☆, Lidong