He's playing first grade again

Gou Ze was sent to the hospital, and Lin Jian was taken back to the apartment by Ning Xuan after bandaging the wound next door.

The night is deep.

It was dark.

The two sat on the sofa looking at each other silently.

After a long time, Lin Jian put down the legs propped on the sofa,

Sighing, "In my first year of high school, I heard that Gou Ze's head seemed to be injured or something, but I didn't know it would be so serious."

Ning Xuan could hear the helplessness and self-blame in his words, he tilted his head and stared at Lin Jian: "Brother, we can help him, but we can't give up ourselves because of him."

Lin Jian's expression froze, he paused, and he pulled his lips and said, "Are you worried that I will be discouraged because of him?"

Ning Xuan was noncommittal.

It is not easy to go up, he is afraid that Lin Jian will be hit because of this incident, and continue to slack off.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Jian put his hand on his neck and said softly, "Why would I give up on you?"

The two smiled at each other.

Some thoughts can be understood at a single point.

Lin Jian shook off those restless thoughts, and asked tentatively, "Will you stay here with me tonight?"

Ning Xuan nodded vaguely: "...um."

Early the next morning, when Lin Jian woke up, Ning Xuan had hurriedly dressed and went downstairs.

He hurriedly edited a message in the elevator, and the moment he stepped out of the elevator door, he chose to send, and then "pressed" the phone.

A black Rolls-Royce was parked at the gate of the community, the door was open, and the butler of the Ning family was standing beside the car. Seeing Ning Xuan approaching, he greeted Ning Xuan respectfully, and reminded him in a low voice: "Master, your uncle Standing in a fit of anger, be careful what you say."

Ning Xuan subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at the person who was sitting in the car, he curled his fingers slightly, and jumped into the car.

Uncle Ning is 27 or [-] years old, and his face is very young with sharp edges and corners. Normally, those eyes must be mixed with warmth and coldness, but now they are completely cold.

Ning Xuan sat on the side, didn't look at his uncle's face again, and explained calmly: "My classmate disappeared last night. After I found him, I went back to the apartment and slept."

"Are you sure it's your own apartment?" Uncle Ning sat still, his tone was cold and repressed.

Ning Xuan was a little appalled: "Yes."

There was silence in the car.

It wasn't until the car started that Uncle Ning turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him seriously, with the corner of his mouth raised: "Ah Xuan, you're lying again."

Nearly two and a half weeks before Chinese New Year, Ning Xuan received a call from the school.

It probably meant that the city selected some students who were sprinting for the provincial champion to form a temporary tutoring group to ask for his opinion.

Ning Xuan closed the book in his hand, looked at the snowy scenery outside the window, and asked lightly: "Any opinion is okay?"

"Yeah." The other party said with a pleasant attitude, "Say it."

"Can Lin Jian participate?"

The other party paused, never expecting him to make such a request, and then said with a smile: "His grades are not considered."

"If he goes, I'll go." Ning Xuan put down these words indifferently.

principal:"……"

Not long after hanging up the phone, Lin Jian sent a call. He seemed to be exercising, and his breathing was a little short. The voice over there was still a little noisy, and Ning Xuan could make out some mechanical sounds.

"Honey, did you ask the school?"

Lin Jian's voice is inherently sexy, and she is completely spoiled, and her naked muscles are very beautiful.

At this moment, he didn't care about what others thought of him, he stared at the scenery outside the window, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ning Xuan gave a soft "hmm", "What are you thinking?"

Lin Jian raised her eyebrows slightly: "I don't want to go..."

Ning Xuan's shortness of breath, the short silence and slowness made Lin Jian's heart rise in his throat, he hurriedly said haha, and explained the second half of the sentence with relief, "How can I not want to go, my boyfriend gave me the opportunity to fight for it. no?"

He didn't pay attention to the "boyfriend" who said it without hesitation, and several people around him looked at him together.

The person on the other end of the phone gave a muffled "Oh" and didn't say anything more. Lin Jian was afraid of making him unhappy, so he teased him while telling jokes.

He didn't heave a sigh of relief until he heard laughter over there, "Baby, get ready and call me whenever you go, I can do it anytime."

"Okay, don't play tricks." Ning Xuan was delighted, and his voice was full of coquettishness, and Lin Jian scratched his heart with just one sound.

The two talked on the phone for a while, and Lin Jian hung up the phone when he finished exercising.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed his clothes, and just came out to say hello to the coach, a social person who looked older than him patted him on the shoulder, "Friend, can I scan your code?"

Lin Jian was inexperienced in this area, and he was not a mixed bag. He put his clothes on his shoulders, raised his brows slightly, and asked in a clear voice, "What code are you scanning?"

He thought that he didn't buy anything, so there shouldn't be an extra charge.

Just as he was circling in his mind, when the next person was going to blackmail him, he just punched him. Unexpectedly, this fair-looking man pursed his lips and said, "Want to add a friend?"

Lin Jian: "WTF?"

He squinted his eyes, but still frankly scanned the QR code.

If this person is a wechat merchant who sells, then he must delete it!

Fortunately, the circle of friends is fairly clean.

It didn't take long to add this person. On the short way he walked towards the door of the fitness room, several men came to add him as friends. The same operation, the only difference is that there is a big brother who looks very muscular. With his arm on his shoulder, he took a deep breath while he was making friends.

Lin Jian was inexplicably disgusted, his shoulders shook, and he pushed the man to the ground with his backhand, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Uh uh uh... I just wanted to ask you what you wash your hair with?" The other party kept begging for mercy, with a friendly smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Jian let go of him, dare these people think of themselves as selling shampoo?

He lowered his head and sniffed, and there was no special smell on him.

Lin Jian lowered her head and deleted this person's WeChat account, glanced at him contemptuously, and walked away with her clothes hooked.

In the evening, he received messages from those friends he added today.

Friend No. 1: How old is your brother?

Lin Jian: 18.

Friend No. 1 hurriedly dumped this chat record into the sister group, and added the text: "Ahhhhh, 18cm younger brother."

Below are a bunch of those who are looking for pictures and introductions, and those who praise with thumbs up.

Lin Jian was ignorant of all this.

Since studying with Ning Xuan, his temper has become less irritable, and he has become kinder to others.

Friend No. 2: "Is brother 1?"

Lin Jian looked at this message, confused, and typed three question marks.

Friend No. 2: "Brother, where are you, I'll go find you now?"

Lin Jian paused for a while, then got angry, "Are you fucking sick?"

Friend No. 2: "I like your violent and fierce 1, please send me an address, I can play with anything."

Lin Jian: "Get out!"

While he was still on Baidu Dameng 1, his friend No. 3 sent a video call.

Lin Jian hung up once.

That person sent a message: "Pick it up, there is something good for you to see."

The other party also attached a piece of Yu's ancient emoticon package, with four big characters written: "Wait for the consecration!"

Lin Jian thought that the other party saw the jade on his neck and wanted to sell it to him. He was thinking of giving Xuanbao a piece, so he decisively accepted the video.

The light on the opposite side was dim, the camera was a little blurry, and the resolution was not very clear. He frowned, looked carefully, and heard rustling noises on the opposite side, followed by heavy breathing, and then he saw someone's indescribable screen.

This man actually jerks at him!

"Fuck you!" Lin Jian was furious, cursing all kinds of dirty words, "I've never seen you so disgusting, you bitch, get out of here!"

After scolding, he also reported these WeChat IDs.

I'm not relieved to report it!

What the hell is this!

When he found out the meaning of Da Meng 1, he suddenly understood that these people are coveting his body?

Ah!

Or he is not deep enough.

The fourth person sent a photo, he clicked on the big picture, it was for selling products, but he didn't know what those products were, and only after checking did he know the purpose.

Lin Jian thought that this person might still be useful, so let's keep it because he doesn't have those thoughts.

But the person in the video just now really left him with a psychological shadow, causing him to spend the whole night in a panic that day, and he was absent-minded when he watched everything.

When Ning Xuan forwarded the school's notice to him, he couldn't help but talk about what happened today.

Ning Xuan sent a series of ellipsis.

Lin Jian scratched her hair irritably: I think I said "boyfriend" when I called today, so they thought I was in the circle.

Lin Jian: But I have never been in touch with the mother, I just simply like you

Lin Jian: And that video... woo woo woo...

Lin Jian panicked, and stopped writing. She lay on the bed, hugged the pillow Ning Xuan had been lying on, and begged for comfort in a low voice, "Honey, my eyes are not clean. I saw dirty things. It's disgusting, next time I see that person, I will beat him up..."

Ning Xuan listened to his sad voice, and comforted him: "Don't cry, brother... I haven't had much contact with this circle... Maybe resources are scarce, so they..."

Lin Jian tossed and turned, as if gambling: "What resources are scarce?"

Ning Xuan didn't know how to explain it to him, and his face turned red: "Just that 1, this circle lacks 1, so they strike up a conversation rashly, just as you didn't refuse, brother, the video is a matter of course."

Lin Jian was like a child, sobbing: "It's too dirty, let my brother see you, wash and wash your eyes."

Ning Xuan pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, "Aren't we videoing now?"

"But what that person showed me was there, that ugly thing, just thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach..."

Lin Jian tried his best not to think about that picture, tossing and turning on the bed, Ning Xuan looked at his uncomfortable appearance, probably really disgusted, so he could only explain in a low voice: "Brother, you just Watch the movie, don't think about it?"

"No, no, I just want to see you. Pull down your nightgown. If you're shy, I'll just look at my boyfriend's beautiful abs..."

Ning Xuan: "..."

Late at night was the time when the disguise was officially removed, Ning Xuan managed to coax him to sleep, the two talked for a while, Lin Jian was sleepy like a dog, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Before going to sleep, he said vaguely: "Don't hang up the phone, I want to hear your breathing..."

After waking up in the morning, the phone automatically shuts off when it runs out of power.

He touched the data cable, after charging it, turned it on, and sent Ning Xuan a "good morning" as usual.

Then on the app, send a "Good morning [Sun]" to the little apprentice

Ning Xuan replied to him first, and then replied a very cold good morning on the app.

Lin Jian pondered yesterday's question, and sent it suspiciously: "They say I'm Da Meng 1. Is it because I'm playing that role in this respect?"

After a long time, Ning Xuan sent a series of ellipsis.

Lin Jian calculated that he would be an adult in less than a month, and this kind of thing would inevitably go wrong. He also supplemented this kind of knowledge after class. The last time he discussed with Ning Xuan At that time, Ning Xuan vaguely muddled past.

Up to now, he felt that this issue should be taken seriously, and he couldn't start discussing it at that time, which would spoil the atmosphere.

Ning Xuan obviously wanted to avoid these topics.

Instead, Lin Jian felt that he could no longer avoid it. He didn't know much, but issues involving both parties still had to be carefully discussed to reach a result before he could feel at ease.

After he sent a question mark again, Ning Xuan gave a text answer.

"Brother, let it be, okay [wink]"