Bamboo horse please don't grow crooked

Ye Zheng knew that Lu Yu was serious about his studies, so he didn't dare to disturb him, and obediently took the book and listened to it by himself, but in fact, after a class, Lu Yu was not as focused as he pretended to be on the surface.

The book and notebook were opened, but his mind was still in a mess.He wondered if it was because he hadn't acted, that's why people around Ye Zheng kept disturbing him.

After class, Ye Zheng tested Lu Yu and asked him why he ignored him.

Lu Yu lowered his eyes, seeming a little melancholy.

"She wants to wait for you? How infatuated."

"I didn't tell her to wait!" Ye Zheng spread his hands, surprised that he was still thinking about him and Jiang Hui, and immediately explained.

"Don't you watch it every day? I didn't even pay attention to her. Who knows that she is so hot. Before I become an adult, I will already--" Ye Zheng swallowed the words of her adulthood, Changed abruptly to, "Who cares about her waiting?"

This is not the first time Lu Yu has heard these explanations and disdainful words, and this time they sounded no more consoling to him, Lu Yu just sneered, "She has been waiting for you for only ten months, but for me, it has been ten years .I don't care what you had with her, and I don't listen to explanations."

Lu Yu stared into his eyes and said word by word, "In short, I now find that I really hate this kind of girl who appears by your side for no reason. You should explain it to me right now."

He grabbed Ye Zheng's hand and walked to Jiang Hui's class. The people next to him thought that the two of them had a conflict, and Fang Sheng also rushed to try to persuade them, but seeing Lu Yu's staring eyes, he was immediately discouraged.

Ye Zheng wanted to save face, and felt that it was embarrassing to be dragged by him. She twisted, but couldn't break free. She was surprised by his strength, so she could only cry out for mercy.

"Hey, you're hurting me."

Lu Yu didn't seem to hear what he said, and walked forward stubbornly. Only then did Ye Zheng realize that he was not joking, but serious, so he had to curse in a low voice.

"Fuck, why are you so strong?"

He was a little anxious, but he was sober after being pinched by Lu Yu. It was impossible to force him, so he held Lu Yu's hand instead, interlocking his fingers. At the end, he shook and scratched his palm, begging him not to be angry. This made him relax.

It was the first time for Jiang Hui to see Ye Zheng coming to him on her own initiative, her eyes lit up, and she looked at him expectantly.

"Ye Zheng? Are you here?"

But when Lu Yu behind him also appeared at the same time, and the faces of the two were different, she restrained the smile on her lips, looked at Ye Zheng and asked suspiciously.

"What's wrong? Do you have something to hide?"

Lu Yu didn't speak, but squeezed Ye Zheng's hand tightly, silently hinting.

These two men holding hands in other people's classrooms is really ugly. Ye Zheng's face was on the verge of burning, and he only wanted to make a quick decision, so he bit the bullet and talked to her.

"Jiang Hui, let me tell you directly."

The others pricked up their ears.

His voice was clear and powerful, with an earnestness he seldom had.

"I don't like you, and I won't like you in the future. It's not because of school or parents. I hope you can understand. Maybe I will start my free love when I become an adult. Now we should focus on studying Come on, study hard, don’t let your family worry about it, don’t you understand.”

In fact, Ye Zheng really didn't care if he fell in love early or not, but he didn't want to disturb the person he wanted to fall in love with. After speaking some polite words, Ye Zheng raised his chin at Lu Yu.

"Are you satisfied?"

Lu Yu glanced at him, nodded, and suddenly changed his expression.

"Okay. Let's go back, I'm so hungry."

His tone was limp, he was really hungry, but he still held his hands tightly.

Hearing that Lu Yu's mother hadn't come back yet, Ye Zheng didn't want to go home anymore, so he went directly to Lu's house, and asked hesitantly when he saw Lu Yu in casual clothes.

"Uh, your clothes look familiar, don't you?"

Lu Yu froze for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly, and admitted frankly.

"Well, it's yours. Last time you left at my house, I wore it when I felt comfortable."

Ye Zheng responded slowly, feeling overwhelmed.

Feel comfortable?He wears his own clothes?Do you still like it after wearing it?

"This brand of clothes is very easy to wear. I will buy you two some other day."

Lu Yu didn't say yes, but just pinched the corner of his clothes, his mind racing.

Why did you keep Ah Zheng's clothes?His unconscious behavior seems to have reminded him that he likes Azheng's smell, likes him, and even likes his clothes because of his love for the house.

This kind of liking is strange, different from the simple liking in childhood. In it, there are more desires, more possessions, and more desires that I can't explain clearly.

He can excel in studies, but emotionally, he seems to be slower and more sensitive than ordinary people. He wants to know what kind of feelings he has for Ah Zheng.

Is it a friend? It's far more than that.Whether it is a brother or a relative, it is a little different.

Lu Yu began to pay attention to others, trying to find answers in others.

From junior high school to high school, there will always be puppy love couples in the class, one after another, never broken off, and the nasty things between them, or the budding emotional anecdotes can be heard by just asking a little bit.

For example, recently a boy in the class fell in love with the literary and art committee member. He confessed his love in the class with great fanfare every day, and wrote their names on the blackboard.

When the girl looked up, she blushed, and the rest burst out laughing.

They usually only dare to do this after class, and sometimes they forget to clean up after painting, leaving Lu Yu, a student on duty, to clean up.

It's just that Lu Yu didn't erase it immediately, but just stared at it for a while, as if thinking about something, then erased it immediately, then picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote two names on the blackboard stroke by stroke.

"Ye Zheng" and "Lu Yu"

Seeing their names lined up side by side, Lu Yu had a satisfied smile in his eyes, as if everything was as it should be.

As the student on duty, he was the last to leave and closed the windows and locked the door. There was no one in the classroom, so Lu Yu could recklessly write the names of the two on the blackboard over and over again, and then, before the sunset, silently Eliminate all traces.

Afterwards, if he is on duty, he will regard the blackboard as his only object of confidance at this time.

He writes earnestly, and every stroke seems to be poured with heart and true feelings, and then wipes it off carefully, not daring to let anyone notice half of his feelings.

He watched helplessly as the seed in his heart broke through the ground and sprouted green sprouts, but he couldn't pull it out, so he could only care for him to grow up helplessly, and at the same time worried about how strong it would grow. .