lame brain

On the other hand, Second Young Master Jiang had unilaterally regarded Fang Weiming as a rival in love, and was ready to hate him for half a year.

And Fang Weiming still works hard every day in front of his god of learning, and only relaxes when he is at his desk at home.After finishing his homework with neat handwriting as usual, he turned around to make sure that the door of his room was locked. He carried the schoolbag next to the desk to his lap, and then took out a clear book from the innermost interlayer of the schoolbag. Put the used homework book on the desk and spread it out.

It is the kind of homework book that the Chinese teacher asks the students to copy several times after teaching an ancient poem and then collects it for review.

The top half of the cover of the homework book is a photo taken from the gate of their school, and the bottom is three lines of words like other homework books - the subject is written Chinese, the class is Senior 1 ([-]) class, and the name is It says Jiang Yeqing...huh?

Um, yes, that's right, Jiang Yeqing's three big characters were written there brightly. The owner of the characters was obviously a little careless or disapproving, and the characters seemed to be flying out of that horizontal bar, but maybe it was because of him. I have practiced calligraphy before, and my skills are there, but there is a kind of indescribable free and easy handsomeness there.

Fang Weiming stared at the few lines with a straight face, and then turned the first page with his right hand. After a few minutes, he made sure to go through the entire page in his computer-like head, just like this one page after another. Flipping through the entire book, Fang Xueshen was as focused as if he was solving some extremely difficult Mathematical Olympiad problem.

As for how this homework book with Jiang Yeqing written in its name and which obviously should belong to Jiang Yeqing got into Fang Weiming's hands, it means that Fang Weiming, as the monitor of the class, was entrusted by the Chinese teacher to make these students generally write It was very simple and rude. In summary, the class leader Fang Xueshen, Fang Xueshen, the president of the student union, used his position to secretly give someone's old homework books to his classmates. It fell silently. Of course, he didn't have to worry about the day when the incident happened. First of all, no one knew Jiang Yeqing's character better than him. He probably didn't bother to look for something he had lost, let alone being eliminated. Useless homework.

Secondly, because of his positive image to the outside world for many years, no one will suspect him. I am afraid that at that time, teachers and classmates will put the identity of the leader he is looking for on him, and it is naturally impossible for him to catch himself. that's it.

Fang Weiming closed the homework book after reading, carefully flattened it, then bent down and took out a medium-sized cardboard box from the bottom locked drawer on the right side of the desk. There is a white note with "stationery".

Fang Weiming opened the box and saw that the box was full of things. Whenever this happened, his brows and eyes would soften, making his handsome face even more attractive.

I saw that this medium-sized box was full of things neatly placed in it, including old stationery, used erasers, used up pen refills, 2B pencils with no nibs, and even a stack of homework books. Unsurprisingly, the name on the top workbook was also "Jiang Yeqing".

Fang Weiming put the old and useless homework books that others just bought today and the new and useful homework books in his box on top of the stack of homework books in the box, and reached in to adjust the orderliness of the stack of books .

He withdrew his hand, looked at the pencil on the other side, and remembered that when he passed by Jiang Yeqing's desk in the first day of junior high school, he looked around and no one deliberately took it with his arm and brought it to the ground. Jiang Yeqing was not there at that time. He picked it up and stuffed it into his sleeve and successfully transported it back, but what made him regret it for a long time was that the tip of the pencil fell off probably because of a drop, alas.

Looking at the eraser over there, it happened that Jiang Yeqing was sitting next to him during the middle school entrance examination, so he secretly hid his eraser, and raised his hand to report to the invigilator that he did not bring an eraser. So the invigilator borrowed an eraser from Jiang Yeqing who had two erasers next to him. Of course, Jiang Yeqing completely forgot to take it back after the exam, and it became one of his many collections.

There is also the transparent pencil case with a broken zipper over there, which is the most vivid image in his memory, because Jiang Yeqing threw the broken pencil case into the trash can of the class on the day of the final exam of the first year of high school. Later, he took the initiative to replace the student on duty at the time, and took it out of the trash bag in the name of taking out the trash. He still remembers who ate the spicy sticks at that time, and the spicy oil stained the pencil case. In fact, after he brought it back, he spent a whole night shutting himself in the room before he finally managed to remove the chili oil without damaging its own taste and appearance.

……

Holding the box in his hand, Fang Weiming recalled the memories of the collection process. His expressionless face was still the handsome appearance of the school's class leader Lisven, and he could not see the essence of a brainless idiot at all.

In fact, his collection is far more than just this one box. This is just the "stationery" in his collection, and there are also "daily necessities" that he hides under the bed, like a leaky basketball Wait, and the "eating and drinking category" on the top of the big bookshelf in the study room, that is mostly food packaging bags and drinking mineral water bottles and the like...

In fact, when he first had the idea of ​​collecting these things, he also felt that as long as he came across something Jiang Yeqing touched, he would feel like he was crippled. However, he has been crippled for so many years, and nearly ten years have passed. He also resigned to his fate.

Even if you don't accept your fate, there is no cure, right?

What makes him depressed is that so many years of unrequited love, there is no progress at all, that person is not aware of his secret (changing) love (state) behavior, and recently it seems strange that he doesn't know why, and he is always inexplicably targeting him. It seems that he was specifically named in today's class. Fang Weiming thought carefully about whether he had offended him in any way, and came to the conclusion that he kept a distance from Jiang Yeqing, and at the same time, he did not offend him too much. local results.

But when he lazily called out his name "I choose Fang Weiming", his heart skipped a beat, his body froze, and he felt an indescribable sense of happiness of being "chosen". When he stood up, the heartbeat in his chest was still chaotic, and he managed to maintain the expression on his face, and answered the question as calmly as possible, although when he finally sat down, he had already forgotten what he had answered just now.

After that day, my mind was full of thoughts, if only I could turn on the recorder that I had hidden in my pocket for a long time, and now I could play back that sentence over and over again, instead of recalling it in my mind over and over again .

"I choose Fang Weiming..."

"I choose Fang Weiming..."

"I choose Fang Weiming..."

……

Fang Weiming gently lay down on the box and closed his eyes slightly, with a little sweetness in his eyes that did not match his appearance at all. If you look deeply, you can still see a little bit of tiredness that is hidden deeply.The unique smell of the box lingered in his nostrils, which was somewhat similar to the smell of decay.

The feeling of falling in love with someone secretly is so disturbing, sad and sweet, everyone may be the same.No matter how powerful or intelligent a person appears to the outside world, they will become sensitive and humble in front of that person, and every word and every word will be carefully considered and savored until it is repeated between the lips and teeth in the brain. No taste.

For Fang Xueshen, Jiang Yeqing was like an unexpected scenery on his way to a perfect life. After ten years, it had been completely ingrained in his mind. The head and the whole heart are cut open and crushed, and maybe the dense roots and hair sticking to the blood vessels can be found.

But in this way, he who loses his head and heart will only become a walking dead without emotion and reason.

Jiang Yeqing is Fang Weiming's diseased cancer cell, which grows in his brain. Ten years ago, it has spread from his brain to his whole body, causing him, who is usually very sane, to fall into a textbook-like brain disorder whenever he encounters this tenacious cancer cell. Lame disease, that is, the love brain in the common saying.

Fang Xueshen has this cerebral palsy, when he sees a certain figure and hears a certain sound, it is like adding a permanent DEBUFF. , As for once the blood and mana have dropped to a critical value, Fang Weiming will only be able to act instinctively, and then he will act like an STK idiot collecting obsession. Fortunately, his IQ will also be affected subconsciously. Therefore, he has not shown his flaws in these years, but the direct result is that his crush has never realized that he is his crush, and now he even regards him as a rival...

In fact, when Jiang Yeqing and his two brothers blocked him at the stairs, Fang Weiming was in a daze.

Of course, he was so dazed, and under the cover of the halo of male god on his body, in the eyes of Jiang Yeqing and the three of them, Fang Xiaocao in front of him remained unchanged even under their siege, even in the face of danger, carrying a garbage bag. He brought out a model of the ascetic temperament of the male god.

Even the three scumbags shrouded in light had to admit that the squad leader in front of him did have the capital to be proud of the support group of fangirls in the whole school. To defeat his desire-desire.

"Excellent peer" Fang Weiming stared blankly at the tall boy standing in the middle of the three of them with a slumped face of a god, and the blood and blue bars in his heart began to drop suddenly: so close! So close, so close... I can almost smell him...

Jiang Yeqing looked amusedly at the seldom poking and staring look of this serious man, and interpreted this gaze as provocation in his heart, "Hey, monitor."

Fang Weiming's soul was about to leave his body, and the flower curled up in his heart tremblingly opened a few petals.

Jiang Yeqing frowned, folded his arms and said, "Are you and Guan Yanqing a couple?... Forget it, whether you are together or not, stay with me." It doesn't matter, I will snatch her away from you sooner or later, we each rely on our own abilities and compete fairly!..."

The flower that had bloomed a few petals in my heart shrank back in fright, shrunk into a flower bud and was even firmly frozen by the cold wind, because the amount of information was so great that he didn't even have time to react to the following words and continue to listen...

couple?compete?Guan Yanqing?

Fang Weiming: ...

【small theater】

Jiang Erbao: Miao Miao Miao looks confused, why is the stuff of labor and capital missing? !No wonder my homework pens and erasers have always been missing since I was a child. It turns out that there are idiots around, and I am always scolded by the old man when I ask for money! o(￣ヘ￣o#)

Fang idiot: (silently kicks the hidden box away)

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Because this is a campus cookie, if there are no accidents in the plot, it will be very down-to-earth, and it will take the route of making a secret love come true. Don't worry about glass shards. After reading it, I can definitely say that there is no such thing XDD