Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

Meng Xi took a sip of water and gradually calmed down.

He vomited and cried just now, and his coat was completely soiled by him.Fortunately, Song Huai didn't care. He folded the clothes to reveal his clean side, and put them on the chair for him to sit on.

The weather hadn't warmed up at the end of February. Meng Xi turned his head and saw that Song Huai was wearing a low-necked sweater. The slightly open round neckline outlined his beautiful shoulder line and looming collarbone.

It looks cold.

"Is it cold?" He handed over the warm milk tea, "Cover it up."

Song Huai wanted to say no, but seeing guilt written all over his face, he swallowed what he wanted to say.

He stretched out his cool palm and wrapped the milk tea between Meng Xi's fingers.

The two hands were clasped shallowly, and the temperature of the fingertips spread to Meng Xi's fingertips. It was a little icy, and he subconsciously curled up slightly. The hand that did not belong to him was like a stretchy sweater, sticking to him. Together, the scope of activities has been reduced.

Meng Xi struggled a little, and found that Song Huai didn't use any force, just like a leaf on a branch, a branch pulled out, and a leaf grew out.

You chase after me, but not annoying.

He was holding the milk tea, and Song Huai was holding him.

"What's for dinner?"

Song Huai didn't ask him what happened just now and the reason, but just chatted with him as usual, but his tone was softer than usual, "Want spicy food? Would you like some barbecue? Or should we go over the wall to eat hot pot? You sure like this, don't you?"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand, brushed Meng Xi's forehead lightly, gently inserted his fingertips between his bangs, fiddled with his fingertips, and helped him straighten out his messy hairstyle.

Meng Xi followed his movements with his head, swayed from side to side, and murmured, "Can I order some barbecue?"

"why not?"

Song Huai withdrew his movements, and a piece of white cotton wool was caught between his fingers. He didn't know where it came from, and it accidentally landed in his hair.

He smiled lightly, and with the little piece of cotton wool stuck to his fingertips, he tapped Meng Xi's nose.

When the wind blew, Meng Xi half-closed his eyes subconsciously, the pompom rolled on his face and flew away comfortably.

Meng Xi was immersed in such simple and even childish movements, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

"I'm sorry about what happened just now." Meng Xi spoke slowly, the volume was much lower than usual, "I received a call from a very annoying person and thought of some very unpleasant things..."

"If you don't want to face some things, then you should avoid them."

Song Huai said, "Don't feel ashamed or sorry, it's human nature to escape, and it's human instinct to survive."

Meng Xi was still thinking about how to tell this not-so-good thing, but he smiled helplessly when he heard the words, "I can't escape for the rest of my life."

He fled for a long time, hoping to start a new life in a place where the night couldn't shine, but he seemed to have forgotten one fact, where there is light, there is shadow.

"Escaping won't solve the problem." He said softly, "I've tried it."

"Then you can try again."

Meng Xi raised his head. At the end of this year's winter, someone was holding his hand, and a blurred light was reflected in his eyes.

"You just run away, I'll protect you from the wind and rain."

From that day on, he got the most precious promise in his life.

·

On the first day of school, No. [-] Middle School did not arrange classes during the day, and went to evening self-study as usual in the evening.

Meng Xi was held by Song Huai all the way back to the classroom. In winter, he didn't even wear a coat. The two boys walked hand in hand. Passers-by would often look at them secretly, but Song Huai naturally looked as if he wanted to catch him. When Meng Xi entered the teacher's office, it made them seem to be speculating. Everyone sneaked a few glances, and there was nothing to say.

The teacher is not there during get out of class time, so the class is extremely lively.As soon as they walked to the corridor outside the fourth class, they heard a burst of talking.

Wang Long's noisy voice was particularly prominent among the group of people, "My God, you brought your computer to school? Then the modified motorcycle parked downstairs..."

Song Huai twisted the doorknob, and the voice that was still vague just now flowed out violently, and it became more open and clear in an instant.

A single seat was added in front of the first row, and a group of people crowded at the door, looking around.

Seeing Song Huai and the others come back, Tian Xiaojuan, who was watching the fun with Wang Long, quickly waved to them, "God of Learning, Brother Meng! Why are you coming back now? The new classmates gave us snacks just now. See you in a box per person." Those who have a share, you can eat mine later."

"Come on, it's good to have biscuit dregs left in your stomach." Wang Long looked disgusted, "Don't Brother Meng like sweets? Eat mine later."

With that said, Song Huai pulled Meng Xi in and pushed the door open.

The door lock clicked, hit the door frame, and did not close.

Only then did Wang Long see the two of them holding hands. The scandal between the two of them was no secret in school.

Besides, a straight man is not afraid of being ridiculed, and he has a big heart, so he said bluntly: "I said, why don't you two come back after you have been away for so long? People... so the young couple went out to press the road?"

"..."

Tian Xiaojuan wanted to rub a hemp rope to connect the severed nerve in his head, she laughed awkwardly twice, and whispered through her teeth, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Song Huai glanced at them lightly and hummed.

Everyone:"?"

Um?What does this mean?Going out to press the road or a young couple?

Is Hail going to have real-name authentication today? ?

Song Huai lowered his eyelids halfway, his gaze passed over the crowd, and landed on the faint figure surrounded by layers of figures.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, by the way, God of Learning, this is a new transfer student. He came to sign up when you two went out just now."

As Tian Xiaojuan said, she pulled Wang Long aside to give way, and the boy in the middle of the desk and chair stood up, and the sunlight fell vertically from the overhead, immediately leaving a gray shadow on the yellow tabletop.

Meng Xi's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously clenched Song Huai's hand.

The transfer student's hair was slightly short, as if it had just been trimmed, and his eyebrows were carefully designed into the shape of broken eyebrows, with an eyebrow stud at the end, giving him a somewhat arrogant and flamboyant temperament.

He is thin and tall, about 180 by visual inspection, wearing a black flight jacket in winter, with several slits drawn on the sleeves, and the zipper and pockets have cold metal elements, which looks a bit dark.

The crowd blocked the exit of his table and chairs, and it was difficult to make way for a while.

The transfer student raised his eyebrows, stepped on the chair with his sneakers, stepped directly across the table in three steps, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Hello, I'm Qiao Lei who just transferred to Class [-]."

Qiao Lei raised his hand to greet casually, and fixed his eyes on Meng Xi who was standing next to Song Huai and slightly turned his face away.

"We haven't seen each other for almost two years, you haven't changed at all, Xiao Meng."

Qiao Lei grinned, and the final sound fell on the word 'Xiao Meng', with a ruffian and ambiguous tone.

He opened his hands in a hugging gesture, and walked over while talking.

Meng Xi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously avoided the disgusting gaze, but the space at the front door was so narrow, and there was a wall behind him, there was nowhere to hide——

Song Huai let go, raised his arms to wrap around Meng Xi's neck, and turned lightly into his arms. Just a second before Qiao Lei was about to stop in front of him, he bumped into Song Huai's chest unexpectedly.

Everyone subconsciously took a breath.

There was silence at the front door, and even an idiot could detect the undercurrent of the atmosphere between the three of them.

Qiao Lei retracted his arms and smiled on his face.

"Have you got the final exam paper?"

The object of his context was obviously Meng Xi, but the moment the cold voice sounded, everyone couldn't help but look at the transfer student standing in front of them.

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, "What, what?"

Song Huai raised his half-closed eyes, lightly brushed Meng Xi's cheek with his fingertips, pressed his palm on his head, and rubbed his soft hair with his fingertips.

The action is indescribably ambiguous and intimate.

Qiao Lei's face changed slightly.

"Why don't you go quickly if you haven't taken it?" Song Huai pushed his arm, and said in a light tone, "The math paper is at Chen Jin's place, don't make another trip in a daze."

In fact, their final exam papers are self-explanatory.After all, there is another winter vacation after the exam. Who still remembers the questions that were completed last semester?

What Song Huai said was nothing more than giving him a step to escape.

The stone in Meng Xi's heart suddenly fell, he breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously wanted to walk around behind Song Huai.

Qiao Lei suddenly took two steps forward, blocking the exit of the front door, "Wait a minute."

"It's just a paper, there is more than half an hour before the class time, don't you need to be so anxious?" He smiled lazily, staring at Meng Xi unabashedly, "At least two years of classmates, Can't you just say hello?"

Tian Xiaojuan coughed and stepped on Wang Long's foot hard.

Wang Long woke up like a dream, and hurried forward to say a few words, "It's more urgent to get the papers. Some teachers may have to leave work early. Why don't you take the papers back first. We are all classmates. If you have something to say, you still have time to say it later." ..."

"No."

Song Huai interrupted him, "You can't say hello. But if you want something else, you can."

Two light footsteps sounded outside the door, and the voices of Tang De and the principal talking faintly could be heard.

Tian Xiaojuan suddenly had a familiar and unpleasant premonition, "God of learning, god of learning! You are cold—"

Before the word Jing fell down, Song Huai suddenly strode forward and punched him directly! !

"Bangdang-"

Qiao Lei was unprepared, staggered a few steps from the punch, and slammed his back against the classroom door. With no support, he slid down under the door under the weight of his body and squatted halfway under the door. Earth-shattering sound.

"……Grass."

Qiao Lei covered his chest, slowly raised his hazy eyes, staring fixedly at the tall boy in front of him.

Meng Xi gasped, he really wanted to call Song Huai's name, but now he couldn't say a word.

Tang De put his hands on the doorknob, and was about to push the door in when he was suddenly shaken, and his arm went numb for a while.

This scene seemed familiar. When he thought that the transfer student was coming to report today, he shuddered for a moment, and knocked heavily on the door twice, "Who's inside!! Open the door!!!"

Qiao Lei turned his head away when he heard the sound, and simply sat behind the door, grinning, "Your teacher? Wow, it seems that you didn't choose a good time."

Song Huai asked coldly, "What's a good time?"

"Of course it's time to teach me a lesson."

Qiao Lei didn't quite understand how he could be so calm in this situation, or pretend to be calm.

He shrugged, "You don't want to pretend that everything happened, do you?"

"is it?"

Song Huai asked, "Who saw it?"

Qiao Lei chuckled and turned away, "Of course—"

The boys and girls standing in the front row who had just received his expensive gift just turned around at some point, turned their backs to him, and chatted as if nothing had happened; the rest of the students who were still sitting in their seats basically lowered their heads , looks like a serious study.

Chen Jin wanted to raise his hand loudly, but before he raised his arm, he was held down by his deskmate with heavy body odor, and kept a warning look in his eyes.

The tablemate is 30 catties fatter than him.

Chen Jin's heart froze for a moment, he didn't dare to watch the excitement any more, so he quickly lowered his head.

"..."

Qiao Lei glanced around dumbfoundedly, then suddenly licked the numb corner of his lips, and chuckled, "You can bribe the whole class to testify against you... No wonder you are so arrogant."

The class teacher outside the door knocked on the door several times, but no one paid any attention, so he simply turned off the handle and tried to push the door hard.

Just after pushing a crack, Song Huai punched the door, and with a loud bang, the deadbolt closed again.

"you are wrong."

Song Huai replied lightly.

Meng Xi pressed his trembling fingertips, held his breath, and saw that Song Huai was wearing a pair of limited-edition sneakers.

The red and black color scheme and eye-catching logo stepped firmly on Qiao Lei's shoulders.

The strength was so great that he couldn't move the nightmare he once had.

Song Huai looked down at the new transfer student from above, and smiled softly, "You will know soon..."

"I will always be so arrogant."

The author has something to say: There are still updates, don't worry (pat on the shoulder

The first chapter is updated because I think it is more comfortable to be stuck here.

感谢在2020-04-2323:58:34~2020-04-2422:17:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 恐思, the world is brilliant and grand. 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Xianxian; 5 bottles of Yuexia, your car is gone;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!