Do not provoke

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of June, and the midsummer had turned from scorching heat to scorching heat. Facing the wind, the shade of Banyan Tree Street could even emit heat waves in front of your eyes. Passing by the playground, the air seemed to be full of cold ice cream sodas. smell.

After school in the afternoon, Tang Xingbei finished his meal and wandered around the stadium twice. Still unable to resist the temptation, he slipped into the canteen and bought an ice cream.

However, he was too burdened with idols, and he was determined not to walk and eat in front of the eyes of the crowd, so he turned around a small path as if nothing had happened, and then looked around calmly, waiting to make sure no one noticed, and then hid The ice cream quickly started running.

Even so, when I rushed back to class, the ice cream had already melted to a point.

Tang Xingbei didn't care about wiping off his sweat, he quickly pushed aside the paper with a cold face and licked it.

Fang Lin witnessed the whole process and gave him a complicated look.

"Look at me." Tang Xingbei was very vigilant, and pulled a tissue to wipe off the sweat that slid from his forehead, "I won't even let you eat."

Neuropathy.

Fang Lin frowned, didn't bother to talk to him, put down his pen, picked up the water from the corner of the table, swung it open with a click, and poured it with his head raised.

The temperature in the air was too high, and a fine cool mist condensed on the water bottle, and the water droplets merged and flowed down, wetting a small piece of the tabletop.

At this moment, most of the people in the class went to eat and haven't come back yet, only a few people in the front row are studying the questions all day long with their heads down.

Tang Xingbei looked away in relief, and licked another mouthful of ice cream.

The milkshakes that had melted flowed down the outer packaging and rubbed on my fingers, making them sticky.

After Tang Xingbei finished eating, he kicked the chair with the wrapping paper and threw it into the trash can opposite, then took out a paper towel and wiped his hands.

However, not only could it not be wiped off, but a lot of shredded paper foam was on the hands.

Tang Xingbei rubbed his hands, frowned and said something in a low voice, glanced left and right at the noisy crowd on both sides, and finally poked Lin Lin, motioning to the mineral water bottle on the corner of his table: "Hey, pour some water."

Fang Lin frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Wipe your hands." Tang Xingbei stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Fang Lin was a little puzzled: "The faucet between the floors is only ten meters away from the door, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to wash your hands?"

Tang Xingbei glared at him, and refused straightforwardly: "What's the matter with people seeing me eat a hand of ice cream, it's too embarrassing."

Fang Lin looked at him, squinted his eyes, pressed his fingertips on the pen and turned it indifferently: "Am I not human?"

There seemed to be a second of silence in the air.

Tang Xingbei coughed and poked him: "Hurry up."

Fang Lin was helpless, got up and took the small water bucket that was originally used to water the flowers in the corner of the classroom, put it on the bottom, then unscrewed the water bottle, pointed at his hand and poured it slowly: "Rub it yourself."

"I know!" Tang Xingbei whispered impatiently.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" He Miao came in through the back door carelessly with a popsicle in his mouth, and was about to get closer with a loud voice.

Fang Lin was still pouring water with one hand, and looked back at him coldly, He Miao suddenly froze, and turned back to his seat with his head shrunk.

Tang Xingbei had already washed and withdrew his hand, slowly took out a paper towel and wiped it, leaning against the side to laugh.

Fang Lin looked at him and hooked his fingers.

"...Why?" Tang Xingbei approached suspiciously.

Fang Lin's voice was very low: "Someone is shooting you."

"Fuck?!"

Tang Xingbei quickly straightened his body, frowned and glanced left and right, and sure enough, he saw the mobile phone that was too late to be removed from the cleaning tool diagonally by the door.

Click.

Forgot to fucking turn off the flash.

Looking at the pair of clear and surly eyes on the screen that suddenly frowned and looked over, the girl held up the phone for a moment, and quickly reacted and muttered sorry!Hastily slipped away.

Hearing the low laughter in his ears, Tang Xingbei came back to his senses and kicked him angrily: "Smile!"

Fang Lin ignored him, holding his temple with one hand, still smiling while reading his book.

Tang Xingbei struggled for a while, then touched his calf: "Hey."

"Huh?" Fang Lin didn't look up.

"...Do you think she caught me eating ice cream?" Tang Xingbei asked with his head lowered, his feet on the front rail, and his forehead resting on the edge of the table.

Fang Lin saw him swaying back and forth, wanted to laugh but held back: "Anyway, I probably got a picture of you washing your hands."

"..." Tang Xingbei paused.

Before he was ashamed and angry for half a minute, He Miao suddenly turned his head and was about to shake the table when he caught a glimpse of a cold gaze with a warning on the side.

He silently retracted his arms and shouted, "Brother Bei!"

Tang Xingbei was still immersed in the humiliation of the collapse of the people, impatiently set his foot on the half-empty chair, frowned and straightened up: "What are you doing?"

"My mother asked you to eat at home tonight!" After He Miao finished speaking, she bent down and looked under the table suspiciously, "What are you doing in the hole in the table?"

Tang Xingbei ignored the second half of his sentence and asked, "Xiaoyan's high school entrance examination results?"

"Yes, the No. [-] in the city!" He Miao suddenly forgot what she was asking, and smiled excitedly, "My mother is going to be so happy, she will drive over to pick us up after self-study and school later! "

He Yan's grades have always been very good, especially after last year, he has been studying like a ruthless one. He is smart in himself, and it is not surprising that he can stand out among thousands of people.

Tang Xingbei regarded both of them as brothers, and felt quite happy, thinking for a while: "I'll give Xiaoyan a gift when the holidays are over."

"Going back to your grandma's house during the holidays this year?" He Miao asked.

Just as Tang Xingbei was about to say yes, he suddenly paused, turned his face to the side, and took a look at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin raised his eyes indifferently.

"...Let's talk about it later." Tang Xingbei replied vaguely.

The weather in midsummer is as hot as a steamer, but every time you move without the air conditioner, you will be covered in sweat.

Just after the evening self-study and school, during the two to three minutes of walking from the teaching building to the door, Tang Xingbei was already so hot that he couldn't help but undo the second button of his collar.

He is thin but not thin, the collarbone under the half-opened collar is clear, densely sweated, so white that it is inexplicably dazzling.

Fang Lin stared subconsciously for a while longer, and when he realized it, he quickly looked away again.

He tightened his schoolbag around his fingertips, and frowned blankly.