Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

After all, Yao Yu was brought up by Chu Qing. Although her hands and feet are not thorough enough, she has always been very independent psychologically.

He has stayed in two cities over the years and met many people. He knows that people of this age do not have enough experience, but they are full of emotions.

Like when he was only in junior high school, there were men and women who were sad for their feelings. A little older person said with red eyes, "That's what I'll do in my life", and everyone around me was laughing.

But he felt that if Yi Yi said "I will be like this in my life" now, he would not be able to laugh.

Yi Yi put his head on his shoulder, put his hand over his ear and clenched his fist against the wall, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Yao Yu explained, "I didn't hit too hard, but it hurt a little."

Yi Yi said "hmm" and buried himself down, showing no intention of getting up.

Maybe he needs to give himself a reason for doing this, he said after a moment of silence: "That's my cousin."

Yao Yu realized who he was talking about within half a second. He didn't know Sun Yan's name, so he said "Oh": "That dog mouth."

Yi Yi didn't have any objection to the name Gouzui, and said to himself, "I'm just a brother."

Then I added a sentence: "Maybe there will be no more in the future."

Yao Yu's heart wrinkled severely, and the tip of his nose was instantly filled with a slightly bitter sourness. He knew he couldn't show it, so he jokingly said, "Don't you still have sisters? I think one Fang Jinghan is worth ten."

"She is very good," Yi Yi's voice was muffled, "it's just that she can be very good." The last half of the sentence was not uttered.

When he was young, his thoughts were very naive. Before his parents passed away, his sister lived downstairs in his house. Because of cultural and language differences, the world he could touch was so big. At that time, he thought that was the happiest place in the world.

Later, his parents died, and he was sent back to China. The transoceanic plane landed through the blue sky and clouds. The world was bigger, but happiness was smaller. He thought that it would be nice to have grandma and brothers and sisters.

Later, what he learned could only be displayed by books and pictures. The world became bigger, and what he could look forward to was finally compressed to the point where he couldn't even get a trace of air out, which made him suffocate in the waiting process.

He simply thought, instead of being entangled, it would be better to cut off from himself.

If he doesn't want it, there will be no more disputes, people come and go, and they can save each other the trouble of stopping by each other's side once.

He did the same.

Sun Yan may scold him bloody with his aunt when he comes home, but what does that matter, he can't hear it, and there is no loss, and it can also save Sun Yan from being caught between him and his mother. The deal looks like a pretty good deal.

He never pushes anyone.

Counting over the years, this policy has been practiced pretty well, and there have been only three waverings in total.

The first time I met a kid who was about his age on Omelet. This kid had too many problems. He talked a lot and was annoying and didn’t have a long memory. , simply annoyed him.

The brat's obsession with asking him to reply to messages is unbreakable, but as long as he sends a word, even a punctuation mark, he can immediately follow this guy's hair.

That was the first time he was so strongly dependent.

In order to balance this feeling, he sometimes deliberately finds some complicated classical Chinese materials and sends them to the little ghost. Although the little ghost is not very diligent, the things that come back are considered meticulous. Keep him comfortable.

It's a pity that the death factor was surging in his body. If he didn't calm down, he told his biggest secret to the kid on the other side. He still remembered that he regretted sending it out at that time. Into the bottom.

Fortunately, the kid is still too young to have known him so early, so he thought he was making some international joke, so he replied:

[Oh, then you like me. 】

That day he was pestered to turn over a competition topic, and the kid was obedient to him, even selling his soul.

He looked at it for a while and laughed silently, thinking that he really didn't understand this strange thing, forget about it, that's enough.

That year was far away from everything, only the people in Omelet were close at hand. He used his strength to get up from the shadows and walked out of the circle drawn for him.

The second time was the finals in the CILL schedule. He lived up to expectations and won the gold medal and a trophy in the youth group. After the game, he was caught by a child who was not polite. The child had an arrogant attitude and wanted to bet on his respective trophy.

Maybe there is a destiny in the dark, there are so many crooked children in the world, but he just understood the delusion in the eyes in front of him. At the first moment, he hesitated a little, not knowing whether he was being targeted or the cup in his hand.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the child was very angry. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of his uniform, yelling something that he couldn't hear clearly, but he heard exclamations from around, and someone pulled the child away forcibly.

Maybe he was afraid of hurting others, so the friend took away the trophy in his hand, but the child's eyes did not waver, he looked straight over, and did not share any of the golden things.

He thought, oh, so it was really him who was being targeted.

He has always been good at giving things away, but this time he suddenly didn't know how to give them, and he became really distressed.

The organizers did not allow such an accident in the arena. It didn't take long for the competition chairman and the child's teacher to lead the team to rush towards this side. He looked at the child's young face, perhaps a little selfish, and silently said, "See you next year."

So he gave him a cold look.

The child was held back and was still poking him in the back with an eye knife. He felt that he was in a complicated mood, but he didn't know where it was and where it was.

Once when they were still in love, and once when they passed by each other, when the two combined and got together for the third time, on the morning of the reporting day, he knew that he might not be able to hold back.

After thinking about all these things, his mood gradually stabilized. The corridor is really not a good place to make love to each other, but he is a little bit reluctant to let go. The thought of wantonness grows slowly in his body, and he is almost convinced by his body.

Yao Yu was thinking about what to say to comfort the person on her body, but Yi Yi spoke first: "Can you comfort me?"

"Yes." Yao Yu said immediately, he wanted to pat Yi Yi on the back, but the book in his hand was in the way, and the other arm was stuck in Yi Yi's chest.

Like Yi Yi, Yao Yu's brain speed was reduced to the lowest point in history by this touch. He racked his brains to think about what to say, what tone to use, and what movements to make. He thought that the blood all over his body had gathered to his neck in the end. superior.

At that second, he was blank.

There were people's voices floating in the aisles upstairs and downstairs, laughing, beating and cursing into a movement unique to this age, but he had never felt that those voices were so far away, so far away that he seemed to be in a dream.

The softness only clicked on his neck, and he let go before bringing up a more intense fire, and the white light in his mind exploded the fog, covering up the turbulent and tumbling things inside.

Yao Yu wanted to throw away Xu Tianrui's book, and even wanted to curse someone.

"Hey," he called out to the person who left after kissing, "You..."

Are you owed owed owed owed education?

He grabbed the man who was fleeing in a hurry, and when he touched his hand, he found that Bai Leng's skin was very hot, his expression was not as calm as usual, and there were uncontrollable emotions in his eyes.

Yao Yu somewhat understood why he was leaving.

He squeezed that hand tightly, not wanting to put down the book, nor to wait to return to a place where no one was there. He has been turning back and forth on this road all this time, and Yi Yi is always waiting for him on the road. Self-consciousness has a lot of worries about gain and loss, but he ignores that no matter which angle he turns around from, the figure he wants to see is always there.

The words that popped out of his throat were hoarse, and he didn't know if Yi Yi heard them.

Awaited.

In the end, the books were scattered, and one by one fell, perhaps because the heartbeat was too fast, they didn't hear any sound.

Yao Yu's casual kiss was quickly responded, and he was hugged in the young man's clear and fragrant arms, his lips were covered with fiery heat and obsessive madness.

He felt Yi Yi tremble slightly.

It seemed he was shaking too.

The whole world was stripped upside down, leaving only two suppressed gasps.

How did he go back to the dormitory, how did he close the door, how did he sit at the desk and take out his homework? He looked at it in a daze for a while, then turned to the cover again, and then recognized that it was an English dictation book by the marks marked on the left.

The writing on it is not his.

Why not his?

He was overwhelmed by the question.

Although the writing on the notebook was ugly, he felt a sense of warmth when he looked at it. In those few minutes, which seemed to be stretched countless times, he remembered that it was Xu Tianrui's book in his dormitory. thing.

He was in a mess when picking up books, and Yi Yi's breath was also in a mess. The upside-down book tower at his feet recorded the calmness and discipline lost by the two confused people. He remembered that after Yi Yi stood up, he kissed him again in the corner of his eyes.

Or two or three?

Then he just slumped on the chair until now.

Not an ordinary shame.

The curtains stuck to the gaps to block the last ray of light from the setting sun. In this closed and dark room, the ambiguous/ambiguous smell in the air was ups and downs, vaguely like his heartbeat at the moment.

For a while, the hammer was pounding hard, and for a while, I almost stopped breathing.

They haven't had dinner yet. To be honest, he doesn't want to go. When he thinks about what he just did, he feels that he can't look directly at Yi Yi to eat. If he keeps staring at the lips of his tablemate, he feels very abnormal .

Is there any reason to refuse it?Yao Yu mechanically picked up the phone, opened the browser and searched for "how to decline a friend's dinner invitation", the app that has not been used for a long time loaded the last searched content by itself, and popped up brightly: "how to judge whether you are right or not?" Is same-sex affection friendship or... ".

He swiped to close the page halfway, switched to the system settings option, and killed the process completely.

At this time, even the mobile phone bullied him, Yao Yu pressed the lock screen button angrily to watch the screen turn on and off, and finally edited a few short words like giving up: I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat.

Yi Yi quickly replied: What did you eat?

Yao Yu was stunned, what did he eat?After noon, he was so busy cleaning up that he didn't even have time to visit the commissary. He didn't eat anything except...

A certain realization made him stand up from his chair, his forehead burning badly.

Half a second later, Yi Yi clicked on the new message prompt:

- I'm starving, hurry up.

The author has something to say: These two chapters came out at a speed of 300 yards per hour, and I cried, how about you?