Small fresh and heavy taste

The scorching sun shines on the back, scorching the skin through the poor-quality thin clothing, the arms tremble uncontrollably, the sweat beads that have been winding for a long time are finally controlled by gravity-snap!It fell to the ground dully.

The person under him flexibly turned his face away without being affected, but when he turned back, his eyes were so fierce that they seemed to bite, and the slightly narrowed eyes under the strong light were even more intimidating.

Classmate, you are not the one doing the push-ups, what are you trying to do with your face uglier than mine?

Xiao Qingyun silently counted to 34, and by the way, made a complaint about the stiff boy below him.The arm was so painful that it was numb, and even the bulging veins seemed to be stiff. He performed another movement slowly and with great difficulty, and finally bent his elbow and fell down.

The spoofed human mats made by the instructors did not come in handy, Xiao Qingyun rubbed the dirt all over her face, and collapsed on the ground in frustration.His "partner" seemed to be quite skilled, and was able to get out from under him before he fell down, and now he was sweeping him with angry and disdainful eyes.

Xiao Qingyun got up and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I don't usually exercise much..." 35 push-ups is already a miracle! !

So with his face full of ashes, in the middle of the military training playground, facing the scorching sun, he heard the first words spoken to him by the first person he knew in high school——

"Such a few push-ups are useless, you are still not a man." The tone was light and arrogant, the boy's sharp eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was an aura of "I am very upset" all over his body.

Xiao Qingyun touched his nose a little awkwardly, and found that a layer of dust had been wiped off. Just when he put away his fingertips and prepared to apologize again, the boy had already turned and walked away, and he could only accept the punishment dejectedly.

This is a bit different from the high school I imagined... I haven't met any of the sunny and cheerful friends I promised.After finishing the penalty silently, Xiao Qingyun habitually stayed away from the resting students, and found a quiet corner by herself to prepare lunch.In fact, his temperament is not indifferent, he belongs to the type who can greet with a smile but cannot have a deep chat, not difficult to approach, but difficult to get close to.

Just like he is sitting in a corner eating rice balls silently now, many girls are staring at him worriedly, but no one has ever stepped forward to say a word.

It feels like he will always put on a shallow smile and say it's okay, and ask with his eyes: "Is there anything else?" Then you can only walk away in such a gentle alienation.

Usually there is a real "warrior" at this moment.

Xiao Qingyun, who was sitting obediently, felt that the sunlight was suddenly blocked, and before he could raise his head, he was startled by a steaming "warrior"—his noble and glamorous partner was sitting there suddenly covered in sweat. Next to him, a hot touch came from the close arms, Xiao Qingyun blinked, and sat a little further away calmly.

"Where did you come from?" The warrior classmate seemed to be very familiar, and he stretched out his hand to the bento on Xiao Qingyun's lap fearlessly.

He hasn't washed his hands yet...!Xiao Qingyun didn't have time to think about it, and slapped the man's paw away with a wave. The crisp voice made both of them stunned. They both looked up at the same time, seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Xiao Qingyong: Just now... cough... definitely not me.

Warrior classmate: What? ?How dare this weak chicken slap my hand away? !

The line of the face washed by sweat is more clean and neat, and the eyebrows and eyes clearly show the strong aggressiveness of the owner, but because of his age, he still looks a little immature. At this moment, the angry boy looks more like a little wolf dog with fried hair .

Inside the bento are rice balls prepared by Xiao Qingyun himself. Rice and brightly colored seasonal vegetables are wrapped in flexible seaweed, and white sesame seeds are sprinkled on top.The long strips of rice balls are carefully cut into bite-sized portions, and neatly stacked in a box.

The military training instructions on the school post bar specifically emphasized meals like pig feed, so Xiao Qingyong could only silently prepare the first meal for herself.He also knows that the skill of cooking is considered a rare skill point for girls nowadays, but after living alone for a long time, he can already take good care of himself.

It's no wonder that he reached out to take such an exquisite bento. Xiao Qingyun coughed lightly and stuffed the chopsticks in his hands. The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he groaned softly and began to eat, vaguely stuffed with rice balls. Aloud: "The taste is heavy."

"?" Xiao Qingyun tilted her head in doubt: "Isn't it salty?"

"I said," the young man looked over impatiently, chewed hard and swallowed the rice ball: "Weigege."

It turned out to be an exchange of names...

Looking at the little wolf dog showing his sharp eyes, Xiao Qingnian was inexplicably happy, and raised the corners of his lips and said, "Xiao Qingnian."

Wei Gezhong snorted softly as a response, and then began to eat unceremoniously, his thin face was stretched round, finally showing a bit of youthfulness and childishness.

Xiao Qingyun resisted the idea of ​​pinching her hands, and changed the subject abruptly: "Have you been punished too? Didn't catch lunch?"

"That's called punishment?" The voracious bun sneered, his disdainful expression turned arrogant due to external forces.

"I went to compete with the instructors," he said lightly, and then suddenly said with a serious face: "These instructors are all recruits, and their physical fitness and skills are far behind."

"..."

Xiao Qingyun couldn't help but think of a husky he adopted when he was a child, with a cold and handsome face, all he did was doing things that made people support his forehead.Just like the Wei Gezhong in front of him, to put it nicely, he is a rebellious teenager, and to put it badly, he is a teenager in the second period of middle school in his prime, with the aura of "you mortals with fishy lips" exuding from all over his body.

No one spoke anymore, Wei Gezhong watched Xiao Qingyun clean and put away the lunch box contentedly, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long while, thinking he was a domineering president, and finally said: "The rice ball is not bad, you made it?"

Xiao Qingyong put on a habitual smile and nodded.

"Look at this, I will teach you to exercise in the future, you...cough...you will make me a portion of your bento in the future." After speaking, I turned my face away in shame, and added: "Of course, I Will give money."

"..." Xiao Qingxun had a headache. This apologetic lunch sharing had already made him a little overwhelmed. After all, it is troublesome to make friends with others, and Wei Gezhong's character is the kind that gives him the most headache——Ao Petite Overlord, please let me go, thank you.

So he pretended not to hear, ignored someone's expectant eyes without hesitation, picked up the lunch box and walked away, casually replied: "It's lunch break, let's talk."

Just kidding, let a person who is a natural person go to exercise exclusively?Military training is enough for him.As for Wei Gezhong... Forget it, there is always a kind of inexplicable premonition that "something terrible will happen if you get close to this person".So he still tactfully rejected Xiaobawang's proposal, it's good for everyone to be ordinary classmates, and keep a distance in life.

As for Wei Gezhong's feelings... He said that it must hurt his self-esteem to be rejected like the kind of hot-blooded boy who belongs to the second stage of the heyday at first glance, and he will definitely not look for him again~

The naive Xiao Qingyun thought so.

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