Hey!your peach blossom

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the gust of wind blows cool, and it is the annual school season again.

Looking up, there is a group of crying and shouting children who are going to kindergarten with their parents in their arms; a group of elementary and middle school students who are a little angry or pretending to be mature rush to the pile of classmates; a group of carrying heavy schoolbags climbing step by step A high school student from the prison cage school; and Geng Xiaoyu, a stern-faced Geng Xiaoyu who doesn't want to leave at the door of Han Ye's house--a real college student.

"Brother Ye Zi, I'm leaving." Geng Xiaoyu put on his shoes, stood up, and turned around.

It's that unexplainable look again... This kid, really. "Let's go! Go! Brother Han, I can enjoy the free single apartment life again!" Han Ye leaned on the shoe cabinet and looked at Geng Xiaoyu lazily.

"Tsk! Maybe I'll come back again when I come back!" Geng Xiaoyu said something not to be outdone, but with a wry smile in his heart: Really, I'm not at all reluctant to part with me.

"Okay, Mr. Geng is good to go, it's all right—" the tone of the singing was deliberately slow, and unexpectedly saw Geng Xiaoyu's expectant eyes, "It's better not to come back to visit ()"

"...Hmph, I'm really leaving."

"Let's go, let's go, it's not life and death. As for making it so miserable and grand?" Han Ye thought for a while, then stood up straight and stretched out his hand to pat Geng Xiaoyu's shoulder (...what do you want to kill? Height is a flaw. ) "Go to school well~ Stay normal and don't smoke. If you have a girlfriend, please, please, please don't let her eat your cooking!"

"..." I wanted to be moved, so I'd better go!Geng Xiaoyu picked up the bag, "Let's go."

"Well, remember to close the door." After giving orders, Han Ye turned and went to the sofa, as if it was different from Geng Xiaoyu who went out to sell things many times.

"Bang bang bang!" Within a few minutes, there was a savage knock on the door. "Ah, here we come, boy Xiong, did you forget something again?" Han Ye, who didn't know his own smile, slowly moved towards the door, not in a hurry, to see if he didn't pay attention next time, he always forgot to bring the key.

Putting on an impatient expression, he opened the door, and was just about to say a few words to Geng Xiaoyu habitually, "Yo..." Before the voice fell, he saw the courier boy with an expression of 'you are crazy'. "...Um, how are you?" "...Sir, did you order takeaway? Please take it away." "Oh, yes." Thinking of hearing that Boy Geng was finally moving out this morning, he decided to relax and ordered takeaway .Han Ye took the takeaway and walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at the stable and quiet house... Tsk, is my house rented out? Why didn't I feel it before?Forget it, eat and eat! "...I'll go, Geng Xiaoyu, come and taste it, this meal is as good as yours!" Han Ye, who looked disgusted and wanted to continue complaining, found that no one answered, it seemed a bit unpleasant...

"Bang bang bang!", the rough knock on the door came back.

"Tsk, come again?" Han Ye, who was a little upset for no reason, opened the door.Resembling the movement of a large dog rushing at people, Geng Xiaoyu threw himself on Han Ye, and yelled in his ear, "Little Yezi, after thinking about it, I still have to tell you: I like you!" He kissed her, turned around and was about to leave.

"Swish—swish—" The mahogany sword that was guarding the door was lying across Geng Xiaoyu's neck at this moment, which also prompted him to lean back, put his hands on the ground, and bend a curve, "Eh, ma'am, please forgive me! Please don't kill me~" Look I don't know the face of the person behind me, but I can only feel the familiar temperature that is wrapped around the neck instead of the mahogany sword—it's the strength, it doesn't quite fit the style of painting. "Boy, be more careful next time when you flirt." After finishing speaking, Han Ye raised Xiao Geng's chin in this posture, lowered his head, and pressed it, "Um...en." Unable to restrain the raised corners of his mouth, Geng Xiaoyu thought to himself, The luggage in the morning is packed for nothing~

【End】

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(⊙v⊙), please call me useless ending, I don’t know what to write because I think too much _(:зゝ∠)_I have been inking for a long time, and finally I willfully set an ending.There is room for improvement~

The first short story is over, I am happy, I hug my sons together~ I love you, huh~