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There was a dull pain in the shoulder blade. Ye Qian took off his shirt and stood in front of the mirror to look at it. It was bruised. He guessed that the old woman smashed it with the medicine pot on the table, but luckily she didn't hit her head.

He tore off a piece of plaster and put it on. He sat on the bed and flipped through the English book. There would be an English test in class tomorrow morning. Although he could pass this small test with his eyes closed, it was his first time at the beginning of school after all. Exams still have to be taken seriously.

Among the six subjects in high school, the only one he could excel at was English, and his single subject scores in the major and quiz tests had never been among the top three in his grade.He likes to learn English very much, and he doesn't want to give up just because he goes to college... He will make unremitting efforts so that he can watch British and American blockbusters in the future without having to read the Chinese subtitles translated below.

After memorizing the vocabulary of two units, reading three texts, and doing a cloze for two reading comprehensions, Ye Qian put down his pen, yawned and stretched.Picking up the roll that had slipped from his lap and putting it away, he shrunk down and half-lyed on the pillow with his legs crossed.

When he was working on the question just now, his phone rang, and he just took it to look at it. It was Shazi Q who entered the group to see the group notification.

-Ye Qian'er, take a look at the new notice in the group, are you going to that barbecue event?

Ye Qian clicked on the class group and looked at it. There was an announcement that the two classes would go to Qingshan Lake for a barbecue next Saturday, and registration was required.

-Go ahead, you help me sign up.

After the message was sent, Shazi didn't reply for a long time. He quit to open the call history, and a string of conspicuous red numbers arrogantly occupied the highest territory.

He grinned and remarked it as "Yin Moxiang" very seriously.

He found an indescribable excitement surging in his body when he typed the name.

The kind that wants to run out and yell.

After being excited, I fell into another problem.

Now that you have a phone number, what do you do next?According to the general process, it should be a few flirting text messages, a few flirting phone calls, and if it is suitable, they will make an appointment for a face-to-face meeting... But they have already met, and it is very suitable, so there is no need to confirm this.

While thinking, he entered that mobile phone number into the search box of WeChat, and unexpectedly found a person——Mr. Meow, whose profile picture is half a paw of a cat, with pure white fur.

There is no doubt that it is Yin Moxiang. He clicked "Add to Contacts" with a little apprehension, and added friends directly without verifying the message. He was a little dumbfounded looking at the dialog box that popped up on the screen.

So fast?Should he take the initiative to say something?Or wait for Yin Moxiang to ask who he is?

During the 3 minutes he was struggling, there was no movement there. Ye Qian repeatedly typed several drafts and deleted them repeatedly. Isn't it too uncreative to say "Hi", "Hello" and "Hello" at this time? He cut the selfie he took on the road until only his face remained and sent it to him.

One second, two seconds, half a minute, three minutes... He stared at the phone screen, and immediately turned it on as soon as it was turned off, but 3 minutes passed without any reply.

He curled his lips and was about to put down the phone when the screen flickered, and he nervously picked it up to look at it.

- Ye Qian?

How does he know?Ye Qian was stunned.

Click up to open the picture I cut, the nose is not a nose and the eyes are not eyes. How does it resemble him? How can it be recognized so easily?Is he a face detector, can he still have fun playing!

It's not easy, but he took 10 minutes to admit it.Thinking of this, Ye Qian felt a little more balanced.

What do you want back?

Replying "yes" feels a little guilty, why don't you answer "no" first to spy on the truth, or forget it, in case it is deleted directly.After thinking for a while, he replied in a regular manner.

- well, how do you know?Show teeth/

- guess

- How did you guess?That photo doesn't look like... baring teeth/

- take a random guess

Ye Qian stared at his reply and sighed, can't he elaborate on the process of guessing?The reply was so cold that he didn't know how to answer it.

- your internet is very slow

- typed for 2 minutes baring teeth /

- not slow, 4G network... I'm thinking about baring my teeth/

-hehe

- how is your cat

Ye Qian replied very quickly this time, and after a while Yin Moxiang sent a photo of the white cat lying on the bed, taken from the buttocks, just showing its gauze-wrapped hind legs.

On the bed in Yin Moxiang's room, a blue splashed ink wall can be seen in the background.

Only then did he notice that the white cat injured his left leg, and Yin Moxiang also injured his left leg... It's really a rhythm of one person and one cat sharing weal and woe.

-I can’t run yet, but I can stand up and drag a few steps. I’ve been so good all day today. I’m stuck with me and won’t go anywhere. When I just came back, I was sleeping obediently and didn’t make a fuss... Well, you see Are pictures of cats scary?I sent you a photo.

This voice from Yin Moxiang lasted for a full 25 seconds. Ye Qian sat up and put it to his ear. When he listened to it for the first time, he was so excited that he didn’t know what he said. The second time, the buzzing in my mind only received the information after the modal particle.

- Not afraid, not afraid, I will not be afraid when I look at the photos, only when I see a real cat!

He quickly replied in voice, and after sending it out, he clicked to listen to it, only to find that his last word was out of tune... shame.

But Yin Moxiang didn't seem to notice this, and replied with a smile, "I don't have a big tongue anymore, that's right, you can apply some burn ointment to heal faster."

"Okay, it doesn't hurt much anymore, why are you still awake?" Ye Qian bared his teeth happily, and Yin Moxiang actually cared about him.

"Aren't you asleep too?" Immediately after this voice is another one, "Do you want to chat with me? Let me call you, it's too troublesome to send voice."

Ye Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she refused resolutely, "No, no, I'm going to bed, so go to bed early too!"

Why are you so cowardly!Isn't it just a phone call?What can I do!He wailed in his heart.

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

After saying good night to each other, Ye Qian was still a little dazed, why did he just skip to the step of saying good night?He obviously still wants to talk, okay?Forget it, don't worry about it for a while, there will be more opportunities in the future, they should be considered friends now, right?

Lying on the bed, he flipped through the chat records several times, and then slowly fell asleep in Yin Moxiang's clear, low voice with a bit of electricity.

An hour later, Ye Qianyou woke up, his slightly heavy breathing echoed in the quiet room, he was not surprised at all when he reached out to touch the sticky lump in his underwear, lifted his buttocks, took off the pants and threw them aside , excitedly masturbating before going back to sleep.

Then the previous dream... continued to do indescribable things with someone.

"Ye Qian'er, why do I feel that you look a little unwell today? Are you catching a cold again?" After taking the English test for two classes, Sha Sha asked Ye Qian while going to the next classroom.

"No," Ye Qian replied, raising his hand and touching his face, "I stayed up all night last night."

"Did you go to bed late? What are you doing? Did you see the messages I sent? They didn't reply to me." Shazi said.

Last night, Shasha sent him a message at around 12:30 to ask if he was asleep. He was just... just thinking about it in the morning and didn’t reply. He turned his head and looked at Shasha seriously, “Comrade Old Sha, I I want to tell you something very solemnly."

"What's the matter?" Shazi asked perplexedly.

"I found the peach blossom, I want to chase Yin Moxiang." Ye Qian said seriously with the corners of his mouth pursed.

"Huh?" Shazi couldn't react, "You just... decided hastily? Haven't you figured out whether he likes men or women?"

"I figured it out, he likes men." Ye Qian couldn't help laughing happily, although he could tell that Yin Moxiang still had feelings for Yi Yi, but it didn't matter, that man was married , does not pose any threat.

"When did you know?" Shazi's eyes widened, "Ye Qianer, did you go to that store by yourself?"

"No," Ye Qian patted him on the shoulder and walked forward, "I know anyway, don't worry, it's not a mistake."

"Oh," Sha Sha wrinkled his face, hooked his shoulders and whispered, "But why do I think it's not a peach blossom...it's a peach tree."

Ye Qian was amused by his metaphor, and nodded, "Well, peach trees are just peach trees, anyway, I have enough strength to move them."

"Then what are you going to do?" Sand asked.

"I didn't think about it," Ye Qian turned back and pulled Sha Sha's arm off his shoulder, "I'll let you know when I think about it later."

"Okay," Shazi agreed, put his hand on his shoulder again, and said with a smile, "Ye Qian'er, since you've found peach blossoms, I don't need to keep half a meter away from you."

"I still have to keep it up," Ye Qian said as he evaded him, "You fucking straight man, being so close to me every day will affect my male hormone secretion, okay? What if you don't have enough charm to catch up with me?"

Shazi thought for a while and thought it made sense, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay then."

During class, Ye Qian kept thinking about this matter, how would he go after Yin Moxiang?There is no experience to refer to, he has chased a sand in such a big age...and failed.

send flowers?Send a Gift?sweet Nothing?He doesn't look like he's the type to eat this.Or just rush to confess?A little hanging.

Judging from the two days of contact, he feels that Yin Moxiang still has a certain degree of affection for him, at least he doesn't hate him.

I just don't know what kind of Yin Moxiang likes, oh no, isn't that Yi Yi from yesterday a good reference... What does he look like?I can't remember the face, but the figure is definitely not that of a burly man, it is probably about the same as myself, and it seems to be a little whiter than him?Ye Qian took out his cell phone and took a photo, it was okay, he was not black.

It's better to act than to be moved, try his attitude first and then think about the future. With this idea in mind, Ye Qian went to the flower shop in front of the school to buy a bouquet of roses as soon as school was over, and carried it towards the bar without hesitation.

A few minutes before the end of get out of class, he privately sent Yin Moxiang a WeChat message of "Are you at work?" and got an answer of "Yeah". From this, he was sure that he should be in the bar now.

When he arrived at the door, he was a little timid. Do you really want to send it?What if he doesn't want it?

In fact, I should have bought a bouquet of carnations. If I was rejected, I could explain that it was thanks to him for inviting me to dinner last night, oh no, noodles.

After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and strode into the door with the flowers in his arms.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the back of a suspected Yin Moxiang... Wearing a woolen cap and changing clothes, he was sitting on a high chair by the bar and talking to a few people, with one leg straight and slanted on the ground. Legs, no one else.

He stopped where he was, his heart beating terribly.

Do you want to send it?

Do you really want to send it?

Do you really want to deliver it in front of so many people?

Is it too late to quit now?

Obviously it was too late, because a girl at the bar noticed him, smiled and pointed at others.

My head is moving!

Turn around now!

Not far!

Ye Qian felt that his whole body was burning up.

A gust of hot air swished from the soles of the feet, straight up to the top of the sky...

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