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

It is not an easy task to leave home and go to school on the first day of the new year. As soon as Yao Yu brought it up, he immediately encountered strong opposition from his parents and grandpa.

All three said that everyone should be with their families on such a day, and you have nothing serious to do, so you should stay at home honestly. What is there to go to school?

Although he was hazy when he bought the ticket, he knew he had to go.

Not only because of Yi Yi, but also because he couldn't continue to sit in the crowd of seemingly incompatible people and laugh reluctantly.

Contradicting his parents on the first day of the new year can be regarded as the most ignorant thing he has done in his life experience. However, he figured it out this time. He wants to understand, but what else can he understand at home? Grandpa who plays Tai Chi , Father and mother who don’t like each other, everyone makes him unable to understand. In the past, there was a ray of light called family affection that gave him strength to think and endure, but the candle will burn out, and the light will also pass over time. It got darker and darker, the lights went out, and the people changed.

He bought a business ticket that was refunded for some reason. When he got on the bus, there was no one in the seat next to him. As soon as he relaxed, he fell asleep like a flood. He fell asleep after touching the chair. When he woke up, his head was tilted To the next seat.

Packed himself up and got out of the car, the night in Fuyang rushed towards his face.

Yao Yu didn't tell anyone that he was going back to school today, including Yi Yi, who said he didn't mind if Yi Yi didn't tell him about Fang Jinghan's personal leave. He was going to commit suicide in the dormitory and send his deskmate a New Year's scare.

The school was very dark, and there was no light outside the dormitory building. When Yao Yu asked the teacher on duty to get the dormitory door and the key to the temporary room, he was asked: "It's pitch black, should you ask your roommate to come and move out?" luggage?"

He immediately refused: "No."

Yao Yu put away the rollers of the suitcase, quietly opened the main entrance of the boys' dormitory, nestled on the side of the stairs on the first floor, and called someone: "Where are you?"

"In the dormitory," Yi Yi answered quickly, "is it so early today?"

"I haven't eaten yet," Yao Yu walked up the stairs lightly with the suitcase in hand, "I'm waiting for someone, I'm looking for you when I'm bored."

Yi Yi laughed: "I haven't eaten either, I don't know what to eat at night."

Yao Yu said, "I know what you're having for dinner tonight."

Yi Yi: "What?"

Yao Yu stopped talking, walked through the long corridor with the fastest speed to find the location of 212, and opened the door abruptly.

The curtains in the room were not drawn, and Yi Yi put one hand in his coat pocket and faced out the window. His straight body cast a thin shadow on the ground, and the door panel hit the wall, making a loud noise.

Yao Yu pushed the suitcase aside and closed the door, before Yi Yi could react.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but the window was opened a small opening by Yi Yi, and the cool breeze blew on the two of them along the window, which made people even hotter.

"Why are you back?" Yi Yi was full of surprise, hooking Yao Yu's waist with one hand to prevent him from falling, "Isn't today the first day of junior high school?"

Yao Yu didn't answer, and pulled down his neck and bit his lips.

There was too much mixed in this kiss, and it also carried a bit of impulsiveness and the inextricable love of a young man. He quickly felt Yi Yi tighten his arms, wrapping around the back of his neck when he was trying to separate to catch his breath, and suddenly rose The starting temperature is posted.

"Isn't today the first day of junior high school?" He imitated Yi Yi's tone and said in a muffled voice. When Yi Yi brushed his teeth, he took a bite angrily, and when he raised his face in pain, he continued, "It's the first day of junior high school." , where is your person, where is Fang Jinghan?"

The dark eyes of the person in front of him fell a little, trying to find out the meaning of his words, Yao Yu put his hand on Yi Yi's Adam's apple, and his attitude was very arrogant: "Don't make it up, I know it all."

Yi Yi raised his eyebrows, pushed his hands away, and leaned down to kiss his neck until his neck was slightly red.

Yao Yu belatedly discovered that when it comes to hooliganism, he is always loud and quiet, far less powerful than someone who just does not talk.

There is fire in the body of a boy of this age, and he can wipe it off anytime, anywhere. The two boys are entangled with each other unsteadily. Seeing that they are about to lose their strength, Yi Yi pushed Yao Yu away with his lips pressed together, and forced him to sit on the bed. Get up on the stool and prepare for torture.

There was dampness in Yao's eyes, the redness from his neck to the tips of his ears, his clothes at the neckline were wrinkled, and he looked innocent.

This kind of appearance makes Mr. Yi feel dizzy when he wants to interrogate the prisoner.

The layout of the teachers’ dormitory on the second floor is much more relaxed than that of the student rooms. There are two single beds against the walls on the left and right sides, a large desk in the middle, a stool tucked under the desk, and two spacious aisles beside it.

Yi Yi sighed, went to the door and dragged Yao Yu's suitcase to his bed, and was knocked several times by Yao's outstretched hands and feet along the way.

"What are you doing?" He propped himself up on the edge of the table and lowered his body to frame Yao Yu in front of his chest, "You want to sleep on the main road tonight, don't you?"

"What?" Yao Yu kicked his shoes twice, "Can you please push the box to the correct bed?"

Yi Yi was slightly taken aback: "Which side?"

"Across from you," Yao Yu said with a smile, "Are you stupid, do you think I can enter the dormitory gate without applying for accommodation?"

"Are you sharing a room with me?"

"Who do you want to share a room with?"

"..."

Seeing that Yi Yi was about to throw the suitcase out of the door, Yao Yu rushed forward to make amends: "I want to share a room with you, I, I think, I really want to, okay."

"You don't want to?" Yi Yi flicked his forehead, "Come to school on the first day of the new year, what do you think?"

Yao Yu snorted with a hippie smile, thinking it was right to say so.With his personality, if it wasn't for Yi Yi's company, he would rather stay in a hotel outside than move into Gui Qiqi's dormitory building in advance. Besides, the school cafeteria is not open, so he wants to eat outside.

Thinking of this, he felt that he couldn't do it in vain, so he seized the time to stick to Yi Yi again, staring at him as he adjusted things to his side.

Before I came here, I didn’t want to mention a word, but when I saw the person I wanted to see, my desire to talk came out with my relaxed mood. After Yao Yu finished packing, he dragged Yi Yi to order a bunch of junk food at the McDonald’s outside the school for a huge sum of money. After moving back to the dormitory, I went to the supermarket next door to order a dozen beers while waiting for things.

He wanted to pour out the bitter water, but inexplicably his operation touched the point of laughter, and while laughing, he casually told Yi Yi about the family affairs, saying that he was completely smooth.

Yao Yu got the courage to sit on the ground leaning against the wall, and after scolding his parents, he began to scold Fang Jinghan: "What do you say about her? It's so annoying, I'm so angry, I want to put her Pulled from the plane."

Yi Yi patted him on the back, pulled him up and added a cushion, and said in the words of the drunkard: "It's a bit strange, not like her style."

"She still has a style? What style?" The alcoholic asked with straight eyes.

"In the past, there was really no plan," Yi Yi said. After seeing the alcoholic sitting upright and listening to the class seriously, he sat down against the wall against him. When I met her, there were so many problems with her that her roommate could talk about it for three days, and then she corrected it."

"Can this be changed? How did you change it?" The alcoholic showed a very strange expression.

"The knife rested on her neck, and she was not allowed to enter the house if she didn't change it. Every day she showed her the tragedy of sleeping in the street abroad. It didn't take long for her to compromise. Later, her self-control also improved after working. Such things basically disappeared. "

"Then she is... a flashback?" The alcoholic didn't think about what he was talking about, he only realized what he had said, and slapped himself on the head, "Bah, bah, bah."

Yi Yi took his hand: "Maybe there is something wrong. The old saying goes, the plan can't keep up with the changes, and you haven't figured out why your mother let go of your agreement?"

The cool breeze makes the drunkenness rise, and the touch of the person you like is also okay. Yao Yu's fur is almost smooth, and laziness and coziness are alternately mixed in the body. I caught a glimpse of his hand being held out of the corner of my eye, and my eyes suddenly moved away. Not open.

He stretched out his hand and said to Yi Yi, "I want this one too."

"..." The drunkard's request was easier to be satisfied, Yi Yi grabbed his other hand without saying a word, and passed his finger through the five fingers.

For a moment, Yao Yu felt that this action was very familiar, and it seemed that he had left similar traces in his memory, but he couldn't remember when he didn't want to get too close to his parents. The short-lived scene flashed in his mind and disappeared .

"Go take a shower." Seeing that he was silent, Yi Yi dragged him to stand up, "It's time to sleep."

"You don't wash?" The alcoholic asked while holding his tablemate's shoulder.

"You wash first." Yi Yi said.

……

After Yi Yi took a shower and dried his hair as quickly as possible, he walked out of the bathroom and glanced into the room, and found that the alcoholic didn't need anyone to shout, he was already lying on the bed obediently, and obediently pulled the quilt to wrap himself, a No seams are left, including the header.

He stood by the bed for a while, bent down and sat down, took off the blue hijab on Yao Yu's head, and asked, "Drunk? Don't recognize the bed?"

"This is your bed?" Classmate Yao sat up and looked around in a daze. His dizzy head couldn't see the difference between the two beds at all, but he still got up and was about to get himself to the next bed.

The man stepped forward with the momentum of twisting Yangko, he couldn't tell whether he was advancing or retreating, Yi Yi supported his waist to prevent him from falling, and at the same time kicked him away all the things on the ground that blocked his way.

When the person came to his bedside, Yao Yu suddenly stopped moving, raised his face and let out a smirk: "I finally tricked you here."

Yi Yi was startled, watching the person fall into his arms.

"Are you drunk, or are you not drunk?" In the dark, Yi Yi hooked his arms and asked, but obviously the drunkard would only say, "I'm not drunk."

"... sleep well when you're drunk."

"I told you I'm not drunk." The alcoholic insisted firmly.

Yi Yi stretched out his hand to stop the hand that was stretching into his pants, feeling the heat on the alcoholic's body.

He panted with his head tilted, and was touched by another hand that he didn't catch. After he controlled both of the drunkard's hands, his warm lips directly pressed against the corner of his mouth.

The dormitory building has never been so quiet, so quiet that he can only hear his own violent heartbeat, pounding around in his body.The moonlight painted a cold white outline on the face of his beloved boy, but the light in his eyes was frighteningly hot.

The alcoholic clearly didn't want him to live, so he didn't give him a way out.

He picked up Yao Yu, threw him on the bed, ignored the drunkard's crooked posture, and leaned over to press him.