Do not provoke

"Hahahaha, He Miao, you are a coward!"

"Oh, I've been chasing someone for more than a year! Tell me quickly!"

……

Tang Xing looked from the north side.

Zhou Nuan just drew a big adventure card and asked to look at a member of the opposite sex for 30 seconds.

They are all minors, they don't dare to play with flowers, at most they play around the edges, but despite this, these rare contacts are still exciting for the young youth.

He Miao was really shy, she kept scratching her head, and glanced at Zhou Nuan, her lively spirit was gone, and she was too shy to make a sound, the more she looked, the more she looked like a fool.

In the end, it was Zhou Nuan who couldn't hold back and failed, laughed non-stop, and pulled him up graciously: "Isn't it just looking at each other, come on, remember the time."

"rest assured!!"

He Miao was dragged to the center of the crowd by her, and was forced to raise her head to look at her. After a while, her ears turned red.

Tang Xingbei looked at it and smiled.

His fingers were still lightly buried in Fang Lin's palm, neither moved nor pulled back.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

More than a dozen still young voices, booing with good intentions, shouted and shouted in the mountains, especially jubilant.

Even the sleeping birds in the forest were awakened and flew away fluttering.

"...Three, two, one!! He Miao is awesome!"

"Hahahaha Brother Shui is amazing!"

"I wish the Nuannuan goddess can get out of the order as soon as possible!"

……

He Miao lost her usual stinky and shameless end, and didn't dare to respond to them, so she quickly slipped back to her seat with a flushed face.

Zhou Nuan smiled happily.

Tang Xingbei watched from the other side, saw clearly, and congratulated He Miao from the bottom of his heart.

Then he sighed silently.

The night was getting darker, and the game didn't last too long. After ten o'clock, everyone was still ready to end.

"Come, come! Let's go out to play together after a long time, let's touch one!" Yu Zhao organized with great enthusiasm, "I wish you all a breakthrough in your grades in the third year of high school, and you will be named on the gold list!!"

"Okay, okay! Let's have a drink together!"

Amid the din of voices, Tang Xingbei was still in a daze, neither moving nor withdrawing his hand... Sitting silently.

Fang Lin glanced at him, lifted his finger lightly with his fingertips, approached him, and asked hesitantly in a low voice: "Do you want to clink glasses?"

After a while, Tang Xingbei let out an ah, let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, picked up the beer can on his right hand, and raised his hand.

Fang Lin glanced at him hesitantly, but in the end he didn't say anything, sighed silently, passed him, reached out to pick up the half-drunk Coke on his left hand, stood next to him, and clinked glasses with the crowd from a distance .

"I wish you all good luck!"

"cheers!!"

"cheers!"

……

It was past [-] o'clock when the packing was finished. The tour guide and a few villagers patrolled the surrounding area at different times during the night, cheerfully assuring them that they could sleep peacefully and be very safe.

When Tang Xingbei and Fang Lin walked towards the tent, they also met Zhou You and He Yan who probably just came back from a walk.

They each looked at each other, no one said a word, turned and left.

Probably because the can of beer that was punished before was poured too fast and too hard. Tang Xingbei was a little dizzy at the moment. He took off his shoes and got into the tent and lay there with his eyes closed and motionless.

Sitting next to him, Fang Lin took out the blanket from his schoolbag and put it on him, and then took out two plastic inflatable pillows: "Lift your head."

Tang Xingbei frowned, and did as he was told.

After changing clothes and packing up the schoolbag and sundries in the tent, Fang Lin reached out to turn off the lights, and lay down next to him.

The two of them were so close that they could touch each other as soon as they stretched out their hands.

Fang Linzheng was a little distracted, and suddenly saw Tang Xingbei pointing to the small window on the side of the tent: "Look over there."

He whispered: "Let's open the window, in case you don't get seen doing something in the tent."

Fang Lin paused: "Yes."

"..."

The two fell silent again.

Tang Xingbei was not used to sleeping on his back, so he turned over inside, turned his face sideways, and looked at him carefully.

The blurry moonlight penetrated through the small piece of plastic membrane in the square, which was ambiguous.

Fang Lin lowered his eyes, not daring to meet his gaze, and sighed again.

In just such a short period of time, he sighed more times than in the previous 17 years combined.

Tang Xingbei looked away and looked at the small window again. After a long while, he suddenly spoke in a low voice in surprise, and got up hesitantly: "... so this thing can be closed?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to draw the arc, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Tang Xingbei sat down in the dark, and was about to lie back, but couldn't see anything clearly, so he put one hand directly on Fang Lin's waist.

Then he heard a hoarse and surprised hiss in his ear, Fang Lin frowned, and reached out to grab his wrist helplessly and moved it away: "Fuck, if you press down a little more, you will..."

He suddenly stopped, paused, and did not continue to speak.

But Tang Xingbei quickly guessed the second half of his sentence, feeling a little embarrassed, withdrew his hand, and lay down carefully in the dark.

For a moment, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Listening to his breathing rate, Fang Lin could probably guess that Tang Xingbei should be as restless as himself.

He squinted his eyes... He could only watch but not eat, it was too difficult.

After a long while, the fingertips of the person next to him suddenly moved... Rubbing along the arm all the way down, it fell into the palm of the hand.

Fang Lin didn't make a sound, staring deeply at the small piece of tent roof in front of him.

After staying there for a while, it hesitated to poke in again, tentatively hooking its own finger.

Fang Lin quickly opened his hand, let him insert//in, and clasped his fingers tightly.

The heartbeats of the two people rose and fell one after another, and for a moment they couldn't tell whether it was their own or the other's.

After a while, Tang Xingbei sighed softly.

Fang Lin probably knew what he was struggling with, but he didn't make a sound.

The fingers of both of them are the kind with well-defined muscles and bones, and they are very comfortable to hold.

With the strength of wine, Tang Xingbei dared to move a little after the initial tension and shame passed.

He hesitated and twitched his fingers, but he didn't.

So he cleared his throat: "I... drink some water."

Fang Lin didn't make a sound and let go of him.

Tang Xingbei sat up slowly, fumbled to pick up a bottle of water from the side, unscrewed it, took a sip, and asked in a low voice, "...do you drink?"

Fang Lin paused, and hummed.

The two of them drank a few sips of water in silence before lying back down again.

But they didn't hold hands anymore.

Tang Xingbei opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him, and suddenly said, "Actually, I just... don't know what to do."

"En." After a long while, Fang Lin replied in a low voice.

"Hmm, what?" Tang Xingbei was very dissatisfied with this response, frowned, and kicked him lightly.

Fang Lin squinted his eyes silently, his voice was still cold, slightly sinking in the night, very clear: "I don't know what to do either."

The two of them were silent in this small space for a long time before Tang Xingbei bit his lower lip hard, frowned, and said in a low voice, "It would be fine if the two of us were just ordinary classmates."

Hearing what he said, it took Fang Lin a while before he spoke: "Your mother...has a deep influence on you?"

"...deep."

Tang Xingbei's throat moved, so that his voice was a little dry: "She was very good to me... although she was also very strict. But looking back, there is still more maternal love."

As he spoke, he turned his face to the side again, looked at Fang Lin's blurred silhouette in the dark night, and asked hesitantly, "What about you?"

Fang Lin seemed to be smiling, and said, "It's okay."

Tang Xingbei glanced at him and said nothing.

...He suddenly remembered the photos he had seen at Fang Lin's house.

Chen Yun is a very literary woman, so literary that she is a bit rigid. Although those photos were all candid shots, Tang Xingbei can still see the precise composition of the shots just from the few glances she glanced at.

It is not difficult to feel that this woman's desire to control spiritually is a bit extreme.

Reminiscent of Xiao Fanglin's experience... Tang Xingbei could probably imagine what he was thinking.

He suddenly hesitated and said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"What." Fang Lin said.

"Just... how did you feel when you saw my photos before?"

Fang Lin probably didn't expect his brain circuit to jump here suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, seemed to turn his face slightly to this side, and paused before saying: "What mood..."

After thinking carefully, he smiled slowly, with a deep and soft voice: "I think this idiot looks good, but he is annoying at first glance."

Tang Xingbei was taken aback, and immediately cursed, straightened his body and glared at him angrily, gnashing his teeth and lowering his voice: "The people who have had a crush on me since childhood are lined up from the south gate to the east gate of the school! How the hell did you see that?" It's disgusting!"

He was so close that Fang Lin could almost smell the fresh sour-sweet grape flavor of his toothpaste, and said with a smile, "It's not that I hate it... At that time, I just thought that this person looked delicate and arrogant, so he must not be cheap." Lamp. Plus my mother..."

Having said that, he suddenly stopped and glanced at Tang Xingbei.

The man didn't respond, he clicked his tongue and looked over with a half-smile.

In the dark night, only a sliver of light seeps through the thin fabric on the top of the tent, which is indistinct.

Tang Xingbei's expression slowly softened, his pupils became darker, and his breathing also slowly accelerated.

Jean hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't make a sound.

For a while, neither of them moved.

Fang Lin's heart beat faster, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and slowly moved down.

... The cool grape smell is almost in front of the face, and it also has the unique fragrance of mint on Tang Xingbei's body, making people dizzy.

Both of them seemed to want to take a step closer, a step closer...but they were pressed by some inexplicable barrier, and they didn't move anymore.

While struggling to breathe, Tang Xingbei suddenly turned his face away, panting, staring blankly at the darkness in the void.

After a while, he said hurriedly in a low voice: "... go to sleep."

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes, and it took a while before he responded, "Okay."

Tang Xingbei originally thought that he would be so entangled that he could not sleep all night, but he didn't expect that he fell asleep not long after closing his eyes... he didn't even have a dream.

Probably because he had been working hard to climb the mountain yesterday, and when he woke up the next day, he felt sore and sore all over his body, even his wrists.

When I got up to put on my pants, I was so stiff that I almost didn't button them up.

Fang Lin next to him was still asleep, with his eyes closed, his back turned to him, and his eyelashes drooping heavily.

Memories of last night suddenly flooded into his eyes, Tang Xingbei stared at him for a long time with a frown, hesitated for a while, carefully opened the zipper of the tent, and went out lightly.

Fang Lin opened his eyes only after the sound of footsteps disappeared.

His eyes were cold and calm, without the ignorance that he should have had when he just woke up, he narrowed his eyes lightly.

This group of people played too late last night, and when they got up in the morning to pack up and wash up, it was already past ten o'clock.

They laughed and laughed, grilled and ate the leftover meat and vegetables last night for breakfast, then packed up and moved the grill back to Cousin Yu Zhao’s car. Garbage, reluctantly preparing to go down the mountain and go home.

It was easier to go down the mountain than to go up, but yesterday they were so tired that their backs were sore and their legs ached, and they felt extremely sore when they moved. They howled and moved slowly all the way down, but it took longer than going up the mountain.

Say goodbye to the tour guides and fellow villagers, and then take the big bus back to the city. When we arrived at the bus terminal in City A, it was already past [-] o'clock in the evening.

The sky had just turned dark, and a dozen or so people were so tired that they were ashamed, but they were still excited and raised their hands to say see you at the beginning of school, and then went back to their respective homes.

Holidays always go by so fast.

Before I knew it, I didn't know how many iced watermelons I ate, how many sparkling juices I drank, and how many ambiguous thoughts I hid, the last summer vacation of high school came to an end.

August NO.20, the third grade of high school officially starts.

Enrollment registration is in the evening self-study, the road in the sun is extremely hot and dry, with dusty and dry rustic, stuffy and drowsy.

On the night of entering the class, Lao Zhang held a high school mobilization meeting for them with high spirits. At the beginning, the people in the class were still listening nervously, but within a few minutes they returned to chattering and fishing. , yawning, making up for the holiday homework.

When it came to the evening self-study, Lao Zhang suddenly changed the subject: "Ah, right, the school recently held a meeting and decided to increase the number of senior high school students to live on campus in order to improve everyone's review efficiency. Some of you want to live on campus It’s time to fill in the report! By tomorrow night, the list will be counted by Yu Zhao and handed over to me.”

The class suddenly exploded, and excitedly shouted: "Live on campus?!"

"It's so cool to live on campus! I can study in class until twelve o'clock!"

"What are you doing in class! Go back to the dormitory at night and make an appointment to do some quizzes!"

……

Seeing that everyone was very excited, Lao Zhang clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Wait a minute, let me make it clear that the beds in the school are limited, and they are all double rooms. You should think about it clearly and discuss it with your parents when you go back tonight." Let's decide."

Tang Xingbei paused at the tip of his pen, as if he wanted to glance to the side, but he hesitated and didn't raise his head.

Almost in the next second, Fang Lin suddenly said, "Let's live on campus."

He looked over with a cold expression: "The two of us happen to be in the same room."

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