Look at that pair of school grass

They hugged each other exhaustedly and fell asleep in the early morning. The next morning, Su An woke up before Qi Wenxuan for the first time.

The dormitory bed is too crowded for two big boys. Su An is almost embedded in Qi Wenxuan's arms, hugged by him from behind, and his steady breathing gently sprinkles on the pinnae. The hands around his waist also held him tightly, without any intention of letting him go.

Su An moved, and carefully held Qi Wenxuan's arm. Before he could lift it, the arm around his waist sensed something, and it tightened a bit.

"...Brother Xuan?" Su An suspected that he was awake, and called out softly.

"Don't move." Qi Wenxuan closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse when he woke up in the morning, rubbed the tip of his nose against Su An's soft hair, and said vaguely, "Go to sleep..."

Su An felt his back was sore and his legs were weak, but as the saying goes, there is no plowed land, only exhausted cattle, and he knew who was more tired.

He stubbornly turned over, hugged Qi Wenxuan face to face and kissed, buried himself in the other's neck, and closed his eyes obediently.

After returning to the cage, they slept until the sun was high, and the two woke up at about the same time, and they both blushed belatedly when they saw the clothes that had fallen all over the floor.

Fortunately, Shen Zhi and the others will not come back this weekend, Su An thought as he stuffed the clothes into the washtub with inexplicable guilt, otherwise, if this picture is seen, then he really has to find a hole in the earth to go to the other side of the earth just work.

He poured some laundry detergent into the basin, turned on the faucet and stared at the splashing water in a daze, subconsciously reached into the rich foam and rubbed the clothes thoroughly.

The sound of slippers stepping through water stains came from behind, which brought Su An back to his senses, and he was hugged into a warm embrace as expected.

Qi Wenxuan wrapped his arms around him from behind, hugged him in his arms, kissed him gently, and twirled his hair: "Go eat, I'll wash." He said softly, with a nasal voice, "I've packed a bag for you. Ribs to your liking."

"Let's eat together." Su An washed his greasy hands and turned off the tap, "Let the clothes soak for a while."

The packaged food quietly exudes a tantalizing fragrance on the dormitory table. Su An dragged the chair to sit down, obviously forgetting something. .

Qi Wenxuan took the cushion and gave it to him: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Su An found the most comfortable position for herself, "I just encountered a little... It's okay, really."

He seemed to be afraid that Qi Wenxuan would be burdened, so he said "it's okay" twice, Qi Wenxuan silently picked up a piece of pork ribs for him, and opened the lid of the soup box for him, his heart softened into a puddle of water with excess sugar.

Su An Anran accepted the treatment of being taken care of, and said with a smile: "Brother Xuan, why do you look like you are taking care of a pregnant woman?"

"Is there anything wrong with taking care of my boyfriend?" Qi Wenxuan asked back with a smile, and he was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks. Seeing the pork rib juice on the corner of Su An's mouth, he felt that he was hungry too.

There's nothing wrong with that, as it should be.

Su An happily enjoyed this natural justice, and said, "Brother Xuan, sooner or later you will feed me into a big fat man of two hundred catties."

Two hundred catties of Su An created a picture in Qi Wenxuan's mind, his face changed subtly, followed by a slight twitch on the corner of his lips: "It's okay."

Seeing that smile, Su An felt that he was going to make a big move.

Sure enough, Qi Wenxuan went on to say: "Just do some exercise after eating, for example..."

His eyes glanced at the bed that had just been cleaned.

A certain part of Su An was aching, and the corner of his mouth twitched unavoidably with a smile, and buried himself in the food with red ears.

The number of countdowns to the college entrance examination is decreasing day by day. The days just entered are destined to be full of a lot of homework and invisible urgency and pressure.

It feels like the first model has just ended, Su An is still immersed in a little frustration of not performing well, the second model's footsteps are followed by the teacher's heartbroken urging, continuous homework quizzes and big and small The exam feels like training the third-year students into exam machines, and when they see a piece of paper, they start to itch from the conditioned reflex.

Eighth Middle School is not the kind of key school where you can bite the bullet and study. Under such pressure, there are many skipping classes. Zheng Guofeng's earnest persuasion is like playing the piano to a cow. Some parents don't even cooperate, and the school can only helplessly give up.

Life is your own after all, if you don't take it seriously, no matter how much others advise you, it will be useless.

Compared with those people, Wang Xinba, who caused the teacher the most headaches in the past, was nailed to the classroom to study like a stake. He not only participated in this year's small college entrance examination with the next class and passed it, but also the results of the mock test were visible to the naked eye. He went up quite a bit, and even Lao Xiao was amazed by the vigor of the prodigal son who turned around and came to his senses.

In this regard, the person involved kicked the table impatiently when he was praised: "I love to learn, I want you to take care of it."

The people around kept their mouths shut. Sure enough, Wang Xinba was still the same Wang Xinba, neither struck by lightning nor possessed by anything.

In the next few quizzes and mock exams, Su An's grades fluctuated up and down the second line, but he gradually became anxious because he could not steadily exceed the line.

"Brother Xuan..." He sat under the desk lamp, frowning at a question he couldn't understand, and his hair was scratched into a chicken coop by himself, "You said, am I just stupid? Am I just IQ balance is not enough?"

"No such thing." Qi Wenxuan walked over and patiently explained the same question to him for the third time, "Look, here is an auxiliary line from the midpoint of AE to D..."

Shen Zhi leaned on the back of the chair with a lollipop in his mouth and looked back at them. He didn't know where Su An's sudden drive to become a top student came from.

He turned his head and found that even Wang Xinba was seriously working on the problem, the lollipop in his mouth rolled from right to left, and suddenly panicked a little inexplicably.

I don't think it's a big deal in class, but in this dormitory, it seems that if I don't work hard, I will be abandoned by the world. Everyone is moving forward, and no one will stop and wait for him.

This is how people are. When alone or accompanied by someone, he can be lazy for granted, but when everyone around him is working hard, he will be pulled forward involuntarily.

Shen Zhi silently turned off the game he had just opened on his phone, flipped through a few pages of exercise booklets that he hadn't done seriously, and got stuck on the third question after moving his pen twice. Know where to turn.

"That, Old Wang?" He called out cautiously.

It took Wang Xinba three seconds to realize that he was calling himself, raised his head from his homework, and gave him a puzzled look: "Fart, let go."

Shen Zhi let it go happily, with a flattering smile: "Well, question 58 on page 3, how do you do it?"

The other three people in the dormitory stopped at the same time and looked at him in unison. Their expressions didn't look like he was asking a question, but they were as horrified as seeing him strip naked and dance on the road.

"Dazhi," Su An said with concern, leaning back on the back of the chair, "what stimulated you, don't worry about it, tell me?"

Wang Xinba also stopped the pen in his hand, as if he was rarely patient and willing to listen.

Qi Wenxuan silently turned to page 58 of the exercise booklet and glanced at it. Question 3 was a mentally handicapped question. He glanced at it and figured out the answer. He hesitated whether to tell the truth and give him a painful blow. Maybe it would be too exciting. You have opened up the second channel of Ren and Du.

"No, I'm fine!" Shen Zhi was taken aback by their reactions, "I'll just ask a question, don't act like..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing: "Damn, what do you mean, you look down on me, don't you?"

"Yes." Qi Wenxuan affirmed mercilessly.

Shen Zhi has never been able to have a temper with him, so after holding back for a long time, he choked out a very imposing sentence: "Okay, if you look down on it, you can look down on it, so, who can..."

"I'll come, I'll come," Su An eagerly dragged the chair and rode over, glanced at the title, and smiled wickedly, "Please, please, I'll tell you~"

But before Shen Zhi could speak, Su An, who had a rare opportunity, couldn't help picking up a pen to write and draw: "Hey, let me tell you this is a formula, you bring it in like this... Do you understand?" ?”

"...Oh." Shen Zhi nodded with a half understanding.

Su An patted him on the shoulder, and welcomed him to join the learning army: "Welcome to open the door to the new world."

Shen Zhi laughed dryly: "Haha, haha..." Can he close the door again right now?

After this interruption, Su An's irritability about not being able to solve the problem dissipated a lot. When he returned to the table, he had already settled his mind. Painting, suddenly a flash of inspiration.

How broken you are when you are troubled by the problem, how comfortable is the sense of accomplishment when you overcome the problem. Sometimes Su An can understand the joy of learning for the masters, but these fun are only a short moment to them. It's better to turn on the phone to play the game or give Qi Wenxuan a hug.

Thinking about it, Qi Wenxuan took out his mobile phone and shook it at Su An: "As a reward, how about a game?"

Su An happily took out the mobile phone that he had thrown on the upper bunk. In order not to disturb the study of the two people in the room, he went to the corridor with Qi Wenxuan, leaving behind Shen Zhi who looked at him eagerly, mouthing Said: Come on.

Shen Zhi bit the bullet and did an exercise. When Su An and the others came back, they saw him slumped on the chair and pretended to be dead. A piece of draft paper was full of writing, but Wang Xinba was still working on the problem, even though one problem had been half calculated. Hours still no results.

But it's always good to be willing to work hard.

The countdown number on the blackboard finally dropped from double digits to single digits after a certain weekend.

Su An stared at the solitary number, holding the pen in his palm, unknowingly covered with a thin layer of sweat.

It's almost over, he thought to himself, after working hard for a year, he finally ushered in the final result. He was nervous, but he was also relieved.

Qi Wenxuan gently hooked his hand, turned slightly and smiled at him in relief, from Su An's angle, he could see the ring he was hanging on his neckline.

Su An also had the same one on his chest, and it was too high-profile to wear on his hands. They bought two silver chains and hung the ring around their necks. The position closest to the heart was warmed.

Su An suddenly relaxed, meeting Qi Wenxuan's gaze and raised the corners of his mouth.

Taking the college entrance examination with Brother Xuan is like all mock exams, there is nothing to be nervous about.

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