I'm just rotten

It just happened to rain during the physical education class, and the students went back to the classroom for self-study.Cheng Hao took the opportunity to take out the notebook he bought not long ago, put it on the table, and then picked up a pen to start planning the plot.

Perhaps it was because he had cultivated many conjectures about the trend of the plot while reading the text. After he picked up the pen, various inspirations were ready to come out.However, perhaps because he is a straight man, he always felt a bit awkward to write in the classroom.

Think about it, a straight man, writing BL in public, always feels that something is not right.

After all, it was the first time to do this, so it's normal to not get used to it. ——Cheng Hao said this to himself, took a deep breath, and began to write.

However, after a few minutes...

No, it seems that someone is watching him.

Cheng Hao closed the notebook and couldn't help but look around.

The deskmate is working hard on math problems, the student on the right is also busy with his head down, the one in front is not looking back, and there is no student sitting on the wall behind him.

Cheng Hao felt a little embarrassed about what he had done. He opened the notebook carefully, picked up the pen and continued to write awkwardly.

Another few minutes passed.

No, he still felt that someone was watching him.

Cheng Hao looked up from his notebook.In the next second, he met a pair of dark eyes, and his heart was shocked—the deskmate was looking at him without blinking at some point.

"……"Oh my God.

Cheng Hao closed the notebook abruptly, because suddenly there was no expression on his face, and he looked a little stiff: "You...why are you looking at me?" I don't know how long the surname Zhai looked at me!

"What are you writing?" the surname Zhai asked curiously.

"I'm taking notes." Cheng Hao said pretending to be natural.

"Oh." Zhai nodded, then lowered his head and continued to do math.

Cheng Hao stroked his frightened little heart secretly, and let out a sigh of relief.

I'm going...to write when it's critical, it's really exciting.

How about...take a notebook and cover up every few paragraphs?

No, no... Isn't this deception?

Cheng Hao thought of this, and immediately dismissed the idea.

After a few minutes, he glanced to the left and glanced again, slowly opened the notebook, picked up the pen and continued to write carefully.

This time he kept an eye out and deliberately changed his posture so that he could notice the situation at the same table from the corner of his eye, so that he could respond in time if the other party turned to look at him.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the surname Zhai turned to look at him again.

After Cheng Hao stopped his pen stiffly, he couldn't help closing the notebook.

"What are you looking at me for? Do your math." Cheng Hao said pretendingly.

The person surnamed Zhai looked at his notebook, then at him, and after a few seconds, he said, "I think you've suddenly become diligent, and I'm a little happy."

Cheng Hao didn't expect him to say that, so he opened his eyes wide.

"When you were in the self-study class before, you were either sleeping, dazed, playing with your mobile phone, or talking to your classmates." Zhai said in a low voice.

Cheng Hao didn't know what to say, so he just smiled.

The one surnamed Zhai looked at him for a few seconds, as if he couldn't think of anything to say, so he lowered his head again, pursed his lips and continued to do the exercises seriously.

Cheng Hao saw Zhai Qixiao bowing his head and writing vigorously, and felt a little complicated in his heart.

If the surname Zhai found out that he was not taking notes, but writing about two big men falling in love, I don't know how he would feel.

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It would be nice if Zhai Qixiao continued to do math problems quietly, but it turns out that Zhai Qixiao's curiosity is still quite strong.

Perhaps it was because Cheng Hao's intention to cover up was too obvious, so Zhai Qixiao bowed his head and didn't write for a few seconds before turning his head and looking over.

This time Cheng Hao finally realized that something was wrong, because this time Zhai Qixiao was not looking at him at all, but the notebook on his desk.He hastily stretched out his hand to tightly cover what he wrote, and looked at Zhai Qixiao with wide eyes.

"What are you covering for?" Zhai Qixiao's eyes flashed a few doubts, he stared at Cheng Hao closely, with a low tone.

"I..." Cheng Hao choked. After all, even he felt that his performance was too obvious. He couldn't justly say that he didn't cover it at all.

"Show me." Zhai Qixiao finished in a low voice, reaching out to take the notebook he put on the table without any explanation.

Cheng Hao reacted very quickly, quickly closed the notebook and grabbed it in his hand, as if protecting some treasure, he shook his head fiercely and said, "No."

The moment he said "no", Zhai Qixiao's hand had already grabbed the corner of the notebook.Cheng Hao was startled, and immediately increased his grip on the notebook. Before Zhai Qixiao could use any force, the notebook was pulled away from his hand.

The next second, Cheng Hao hugged the notebook tightly in his arms, stared at Di Qixiao, gasped slightly and said, "I won't show it to you."

Di Qixiao saw Cheng Hao covering up so much, his originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, "Why?" He looked at Cheng Hao and asked in a low voice.

"There's no reason..." Cheng Hao said with a stiff expression and a tense voice, "Everyone will have a little privacy of their own."

Once Cheng Hao said this, it was equivalent to denying the statement that he took notes before.But so what, for Cheng Hao, what he has to do now is to try his best to conceal the fact that he wrote BL fans.

To be honest, he feels that he is not familiar with Zhai Qixiao to the extent that he can completely let go of himself.He didn't know Zhai Qixiao at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking.His intuition told him that if Zhai Qixiao knew what he was doing, nothing good would happen.

Hearing this, Zhai Qixiao looked straight at Cheng Hao, as if trying to see something in his eyes.However, although Cheng Hao's eyes looked a little flustered for some reason, it was more like there was something hidden inside that he wanted to protect, and no one was allowed to peep.Zhai Qixiao was stunned for a moment, and finally, he slowly looked away.

"Okay, I won't watch." Zhai Qixiao drooped his long and thick eyelashes, suppressed the surging emotions in his eyes, and said softly, "Go on."

Cheng Hao looked at Zhai Qixiao in surprise, he didn't expect the other party to give up so simply.

Could it be that... have you begun to understand his feelings?

Cheng Hao felt a little relieved when he thought of this.It would be best if that's the case.

Since the surnamed Zhai said so, he felt that he should have to reply, and he was also worried that his reaction just now would hurt the other party too much, so he thought about it and said, "Actually, I don't mean anything else, this thing I just wrote it for myself, and I’m awkward for others to see, so you don’t have to worry too much about it.”

When Zhai Qixiao heard Cheng Hao's explanation, his heart trembled slightly, and the gloomy emotions that had appeared before gradually faded away.

"En." Zhai Qixiao replied in a low voice, expressing that he understood.

Cheng Hao should be respected. ——He said this to himself, buried himself in the math, and tried to divert his attention from Cheng Hao in this way.

However, although Zhai Qixiao had clearly told Cheng Hao that he didn't want to read it, after repeated scares, Cheng Hao had lost the will to continue writing in the classroom.

He started to play with his phone.

Zhai Qixiao noticed Cheng Hao's situation, and his heart gradually sank again.

Sure enough, he was still on guard against him.

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Not long ago, in order to respond to the school's call for building a good class style, Teacher Xie organized many activities in the class, one of which was to formulate a unified class uniform.

After the whole class voted for the style and pattern of the clothes through the projection, Teacher Xie sent a life committee member to contact the manufacturer to make class uniforms.

It didn't take long for the class uniforms to be distributed, one set for each person, divided into summer clothes and winter clothes.

There are many hearts printed on the front of the class uniform, which means that the class members are united.There is a small Q-version character printed on the back of the class uniform. The Q-version character is holding a sign and showing a smile like a bully. On the sign, it says: Ilovestudy, studymakesmehappy. (I love studying, study makes me happy. I am happy)

Because the result of voting for class uniforms is not something that Cheng Hao can decide by himself, he can only wear them as required when Mr. Xie organizes a class photo shoot.

Just after taking the photos, Mr. Xie started to go to work and hold classes.

Going forward, Mr. Xie mentioned the decoration in front of the men's toilet, and told everyone to be careful when passing by, and not to be curious to watch, so as to avoid accidents.

Cheng Hao remembered that when he passed by the men's room this morning, he saw a line stretched between the two flower beds in front of the men's room, reminding everyone to take a detour when passing by.

He couldn't resist going over to look at it, and felt that the line was useless, it didn't look high at all, and it was just right to step over it.

The decoration place is quite far from the flower bed, so it is not appropriate to block the traffic here with a line. However, if you think about it carefully, there are two flower beds here that can be wired, so it is obviously inconvenient to switch to other places.

In order to take a shortcut, many students pressed down the line when they passed the flower bed, and then stepped over it carefully. In order to play cool, Cheng Hao first ran up a few times and then directly crossed it like a hurdle.

After Teacher Xie said some more questions about discipline, get out of class was over.After a heavy rain not long ago, the surrounding area was filled with humidity, and the ground was full of stagnant water.

Teacher Xie assigned students with excellent grades to attend the class. Zhai Qixiao listened for more than two hours. After the lecture was over, the students returned to the class one after another.

It coincided with the end of get out of class, and the corridor was very lively.However, just as he was passing through the corridor, he overheard a few men chatting, and the content of their conversation made him stop abruptly.

"Hey, it's said that Cheng Hao from class one (9) of high school failed to hurdle in front of the men's toilet and hurt his penis."

Zhai Qixiao's original walking steps stopped abruptly.His face became extremely ugly, and he rushed back to the classroom without having time to think.

After rushing to the classroom, he found that Cheng Hao's seat was empty, so he quickly grabbed the nearest person and asked, "Where is Cheng Hao?"

"Ah, he went to the school infirmary to get some medicine," the man replied.

"I heard that it might not be possible." Someone interjected.

Zhai Qixiao immediately gave the man a hard look.

That look was extremely fierce, as if it wanted to skin the man.

The man was stared at by Di Qixiao, and he felt a little creepy. He touched his nose resentfully, looked away unnaturally, and muttered softly: "What...just kidding."

Zhai Qixiao didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and ran all the way to the school infirmary. Unexpectedly, he saw Cheng Hao who was being supported by someone halfway, limping and slowly moving towards the classroom.

Cheng Hao has never seen Zhai Qixiao showing such an expression——

His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were tangled, his cheeks were tense, and he seemed to be a little broken down.

"You..." Before Cheng Hao could open his mouth, he choked when Zhai Qixiao's gaze reached him.

The surname Zhai... why did he stare at his crotch every time he saw him!

Before Cheng Hao could react, Zhai Qixiao suddenly stretched out his hand, as if to touch his crotch, but stopped abruptly a few centimeters away.

In broad daylight, in full view.

Cheng Hao was shocked immediately, covered his crotch and staggered back a few steps, his eyes almost popped out, and said in horror: "What are you doing!"

When Zhai Qixiao saw Cheng Hao's frightened appearance, he suddenly realized that it was not appropriate for him to do so. He withdrew his hand a little stiffly, but for some reason he was afraid to look at Cheng Hao. He tilted his cheek slightly, His eyes flickered, and he asked in a tight voice, "Are you all right?"

The obvious worry in Zhai Qixiao's eyes made Cheng Hao calm down slowly, "It's okay." Cheng Hao took a breath and asked suspiciously, "What were you doing just now?"

"It's nothing...it's fine." Zhai Qixiao didn't know what to think of, and his eyes dodged even more.

Cheng Hao felt very baffled.

It wasn't until the two of them returned to the classroom that Cheng Hao was enthusiastically surrounded by his classmates asking "how is your dick?" did he understand the meaning of what Zhai Qixiao did just now.

No wonder Zhai Qixiao showed such an expression.

Cheng Hao thought to himself: I dare to think that I will never lift it from now on!

After everyone dispersed, Zhai Qixiao asked Cheng Hao what happened.

Cheng Hao hemmed and hawed, and it took him a long time to say the matter.

It turned out that this is how things started and ended.

When Cheng Hao passed in front of the men's restroom, he wanted to run up like the previous few times, and then cross the line in the middle of the flower bed handsomely, but he didn't expect the ground to be too slippery. My feet slipped while I was threading, and I was entangled in the thread and fell to the ground indecently. Because I fell so badly, I didn't get up for a long time.

There were a lot of onlookers, some of them were watching Cheng Hao dance street dance, and they recognized him immediately.

Someone saw him clutching his crotch and asked him with concern: "Is the little dick okay?"

Cheng Hao was so painful that he couldn't speak at the time, but now that he thinks about it, that person actually took him for acquiescing.

So, this matter was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and there was no shortage of embellishments during the period, so it was spread like this.

I just covered this place because I found that the pants chain was accidentally torn apart... Cheng Hao couldn't tell everyone about this kind of thing, but under Zhai Qixiao's repeated questioning, Cheng Hao had to tell him quietly .

Zhai Qixiao breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still not very good-looking, and he worriedly asked him where else he was injured.

Cheng Hao exposed the wounds on his arms and legs. The wounds were not deep, but they were large in area and oozing blood. They were covered with red lotion, which looked horrible.

Next, Cheng Hao could feel Di Qixiao's eyes looking at him from time to time. Ever since he found out that he was injured, Di Qixiao's brows basically never loosened.

Over time, Cheng Hao also realized that Zhai Qixiao really cared about him.