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

Immediately, several difficult voices came out from the bathroom one after another. A boy of this age could hear it, it was the gasping sound at the last moment, which was blocked by a block feeling, full of the color of fiery love bath , Han Guangyu felt that the nasal tube was hot, his heart was beating fast, and he ran back to his room as if he had run away.

He covered his head with a quilt, and there was nowhere to hide the pounding heartbeat. Han Guangyu's mind was in chaos, and he felt that he was poisoned, poisoned by the strong hormones.

Han Guangyu tossed and turned all night, and when it was daylight, he finally counted down the girl group girls he had supported for the nth time, and his restless mood returned to calm.

In the morning, Qu Linggong got up the earliest as usual, preparing breakfast for the three of them in the kitchen.

Taking advantage of the gap between Zhang Junruo and Han Guangyu's washing, fruit juice, fried eggs, rice porridge, seasonal vegetable omelette, and a small plate of fruit salad were prepared one by one, and they were all set on the dining table covered with a linen checkered tablecloth.

Qu Linggong's apartment is very close to the school, and there is plenty of time in the morning. The three of them ate breakfast slowly and casually watched the morning news on TV.

International channels are broadcasting World News, one of which is the "Rainbow Flag" event on the streets of the UK.On the bottom of Han Guangyu's schoolbag, there was a letter from a classmate in junior high school asking him to hand it over to Qu Linggong. Because the other party was a boy, he felt that this matter was a bit tricky. He was afraid that Brother Ling would be unhappy, so he hesitated to hand it over to him.

With two dark circles under his eyes, Han Guangyu glanced at the colorful colors and passionate faces on the screen, and then secretly glanced at Qu Linggong. Seeing that his expression was normal and he did not show any disgust, he secretly cried out. tone.

After the meal, Zhang Junruo stacked the cups, plates and chopsticks together silently, and was about to take them to the kitchen to be washed, when Qu Linggong saw them, hurriedly took them over, and said in a warm voice, "I'll wash it, you don't know where to put it .”

Seeing that the boy was standing still, he persuaded him softly, "Go do your work and check if the books are packed and if there is anything left behind."

Zhang Junruo lowered his eyes to look around and said, "Let me help you with something."

Qu Linggong's phoenix eyes were curved, and with a smile on his lips, he replied: "Okay, you can help me..." He paused, Zhang Junruo raised his head at the right time, and met his bright eyes full of smiles, "Just help me!" I - sit here, don't move..."

Zhang Junruo looked at him suspiciously and blinked. When he realized it, he immediately lowered his eyelashes and pursed his lips lightly.

Qu Linggong understood the meaning of this micro-expression very well - his family Ruoruo was shy, and he had a feeling that he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Zhang Junruo's appearance is super cute, Mr. Qu is in a good mood early in the morning, he feels like he stole a candy from his family Ruoruo, his heart is so sweet.

He lightly pressed the boy's shoulder, let him sit in front of the dining table, moved a small plate of nuts on the dining table to Zhang Junruo's direction, and took out a photo album from a row of travel and diving magazines stacked in the entrance cabinet , the cover is the natural scenery of Fox Island in Japan, stuffed into the boy's arms.

Although Zhang Junruo looks calm and introverted, he is only 16 years old. As Qu Linggong thought, he was attracted by the cute fox head on the cover, looking through it with a childlike innocence.

The corner of Qu Linggong's mouth curled up, thinking that his baby was so cute that a magazine would do the trick.

He knew that Zhang Junruo was very interested in natural scenery and grass and flowers.These photobooks and collections of travel magazines are all selected by him personally. Some of the scenery introduced in them are very suitable for couples to vacation and travel, and he has read them countless times.

He thought that Zhang Junruo would like some foreign scenic spots, so he specially posted sticky notes, planning to take his baby to travel from place to place in the future, and also to take his baby to go diving in the Great Barrier Reef, so that Zhang Junruo could find clowns in sea anemones fish.

Qu Linggong was fascinated by the charming smile that the boy might show when he saw those novel and magnificent scenery and cute animals. He picked up a stack of plates and blew a little song beautifully. He turned his head and was about to step into the kitchen. Han Guangyu finally fixed his schoolbag. Hearing their conversation, he also felt that he should be polite. He leaned over and said, "Brother Ling, do you want me to wash the dishes for you?"

Qu Linggong was about to read the photobook with Zhang Junruo and introduce him to some marked scenic spots. Hearing what Han Guangyu said, he readily agreed: "Guangyu is so kind, take it easy."

Han Guangyu's eyes widened, he was stunned for a moment, he was not feeling well...

He remembered that that's not what "Brother Ling" said to Zhang Junruo just now, and he also wanted to hear Su Zhatian's soft words of "Just stay here for me, don't move".

Han Guangyu took the stack of plates aggrievedly, slandering in his heart: Double standard scene!This is Chiguoguo's large-scale double-standard scene!

He looked back and saw Qu Linggong resting one hand on the back of the chair behind Zhang Junruo, standing sideways and leisurely approaching Zhang Junruo. From his angle, it seemed that he was half hugging Zhang Junruo.

Qu Linggong is tall and has long legs, bent down and pointed at the photo album in Zhang Junruo's hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes were smiling as he said something, and there were doting eyes dangling in his eyes.Zhang Junruo looked at him with his head sideways, his slender and white fingers clinging to the book, his black pupils were bright, and he listened to him very seriously.

Han Guangyu inexplicably felt that the picture in front of him was very warm and charming, safe and harmonious, as if they had spent a long time together, and there was an inexplicable and peaceful atmosphere in the air.

With careless nerves, Han Guangyu vaguely felt that standing in the living room was a bit out of place, so he hurried into the kitchen.

While washing the dishes in the kitchen, he was gloomy thinking about all the things that happened that day. He felt like he was riding a roller coaster. At first, he was "bad, it's a feeling of heartbeat", and then there was no buffer period, and he arrived at "Aww, I'm dumped".

The doorbell rang a few times, Qu Linggong reluctantly moved away from behind Zhang Junruo, opened the door and found the landlady standing outside, holding a glass fish tank in her hand.

The landlady said that her family was going on a business trip and wanted to entrust the family's goldfish to Qu Linggong. Mr. Qu had been immersed in the entertainment industry all year round, and he treated outsiders very officially. He had a polite chat with the landlady at the door with a smile on his face.

The landlord boasted that he can cook, and he lives a self-disciplined and independent life. She always feels that boys who can cook are more careful and reliable, and they should never forget to feed "Pao Pao" and "Niu Niu" with fish food.

Han Guangyu picked up a few cups and wanted to put them into the kitchen cabinet. He looked up and saw that the cabinet was a sliding glass door. He was holding three glasses in one hand and two mugs in the other. Sitting at the dining table flipping through the magazine, I called him over to help.

Zhang Junruo opened the door of the glass cabinet and was about to help him take three glasses, but the two of them didn't make a good handover, and a glass fell out of his hand and fell on the marble floor.

There was a crisp sound of glass shattering in the kitchen, Qu Linggong was stunned at the door, and then rushed to the kitchen with a stride.

He saw Zhang Junruo and Han Guangyu standing in the middle of the shards of glass in a daze.

Qu Linggong glanced across the faces of the two of them, staring at Zhang Junruo's pale face, he was startled, his heart throbbed suddenly, and he blurted out worried words: "Ancestor, you, are you not injured?"

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at Qu Linggong blankly, then took a step helplessly.

"Don't move!" The marble floor was covered with sharp shards of broken glass, Qu Linggong felt a little flustered.

The long legs stepped across the messy ground, and pulled Zhang Junruo aside. The boy's body was a little stiff, and it took him a while to recover, and he said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Qu Linggong believed his "I'm fine" and was tricked countless times. This time he believed that he must have lost his mind. He inspected it carefully from head to toe, and found that Zhang Junruo's ankle was scratched by the splashed porcelain. There was a small opening, and beads of blood slowly oozed out.

Qu Linggong frowned his thick black eyebrows, and couldn't help but hug Zhang Junruo horizontally, looked up at Han Guangyu, and asked, "What about you?"

Han Guangyu said in a daze, "I, I'm fine."

Qu Linggong: "Oh."

Han Guangyu: "..."

Qu Linggong carried Zhang Junruo out of the kitchen, and put him gently on the fabric sofa.

The boy was a little panicked, remembering that the crystal-like glass was broken by his own accident, his face was a little embarrassing, and he explained in a low voice: "My hand shook, I didn't connect it well..."

Qu Linggong frowned when he heard the words. In less than a day, he had already "shaked his hands" twice. He didn't care about "avoiding suspicion". I pressed a joint hard, only to feel that the boy's fingertips were slightly cool, but other than that, there seemed to be no problem.

Qu Linggong saw Zhang Junruo looking at him apologetically, as if mourning for the cup, couldn't help but reach out to stroke the boy's soft hair like before, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a cup. , It doesn’t matter if they are all smashed.”

He immediately took out the medicine box, bent down and knelt down on one knee, and asked Zhang Junruo to put his injured leg on his knee. Zhang Junruo resisted this very much, so Qu Linggong could only say aggrievedly: "Okay, then I can only lie on my knees." There is medicine on the ground for you."

Seeing that he was really about to bend down, the boy's cheeks were blushing, so he could only follow Qu Linggong's words and put his feet on his knees.

Qu Linggong first used medical clips to remove a small piece of broken glass from the wound, then picked up a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant alcohol, hesitated for a moment, and applied alcohol to the wound to kill the virus.

Zhang Junruo sat on the sofa, his whole body tensed up for a few seconds, until he took the cotton swab away, he gradually relaxed. He gritted his teeth and didn't make any sound, but Qu Linggong's heart was trembling with pain.

It was obviously just a small injury that could be healed with two Band-Aids, but Mr. Qu wrapped the gauze around Zhang Junruo's slender ankle like a white rice dumpling.

Han Guangyu stood aside, looking at the harmonious and beautiful picture in front of him, and felt that he could already return the love letter entrusted by his friend.

The subtle feeling that arose in my heart when I saw the two of them reading a magazine together just now surfaced again, and recalling the past few days, Han Guangyu's brain, which had been infected by Qu Linggong's powerful pheromones, suddenly became sober .

He felt that "Brother Ling" was a terrifying person who could kill both men and women, and was powerful and invincible. He decided to keep a physical distance from "this ruthless killer" in the future.

Then, inexplicably, I felt sorry for myself. In the early morning, I was stuffed with dog food by this pair.

I cry out sadly in my heart: Mom, I seem to be broken in love again, but I still have "Planet Girl"...

☆, persuasive and persuasive