I took this hole

, pointing to the boy on the opposite bed wearing earphones, closing his eyes and crossing his arms, mouthing at Hu Ziqi: "This one, shall we call?"

Hu Ziqi turned his head to look at the boy with some hesitation. From his angle, the boy only showed a side face, but the curve was already sharp and handsome. It's no wonder that even though his face is always cold, He could still be recruited by a series of student organizations as soon as he entered the school in his freshman year.

Hu Ziqi paused for a second, then walked over and gently tapped on the boy's bed, and then tried his best to maintain a gentle look under the unwavering gaze of the man: "Jiang Xiaocao, there is class in the next session, old Tony's student Instead, it seems to be to complete a dissertation in class."

The boy was silent for a second, then thanked him in a deep voice, and performed a beautiful somersault by the rail of the bed, then jumped off the bed, picked up the backpack hanging on the side, and strode out.

Du Qingyu, who was left stunned, found his chin for a long time: "Worship, how can you be so handsome? It seems that someone in the department has rumored that Jiang Xiaocao's family has a military/regional background. You have to ask him two tricks."

"You'd better save it." Hu Ziqi withdrew his surprised eyes from the boy's distant figure, and glanced at Du Qingyu indifferently, "He is called Niu B, you are at most a pretense/B ——You also need to look at your face to be handsome, okay?"

"I'll wipe your beard, can you still get better with your poisonous tongue!?" Du Qingyu chased after him, and Hu Ziqi ran out with a smile. Just halfway through the run, he suddenly remembered a question: "——It's broken, I forgot to tell Jiang Xiao Cao said, this class has changed classrooms..."

Du Qingyu immediately stopped moving, gloating: "Haha Huziqi, you are finished, prepare to bear the wrath of the Bingshan Demon King!"

"Don't talk to me in your sophomore tone," Hu Ziqi gave Du Qingyu a disgusted look, "It will make me lose my IQ."

"..."

Fifteen minutes later, Du Qingyu sat in the classroom, glanced at the Chinese youth standing on the stage who made the girls in the class whisper, and shook his head helplessly: "The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old, and now it's the little white faces. The world is gone..."

Huzi Qiwo was absent-minded there: "If Jiang Xiaocao runs to the previous classroom, then asks at the Academic Affairs Office, and then comes to this classroom... No matter what you do, it will take nearly half an hour... It's over, and Jiang Xiaocao will be late. Heinous and unforgivable crime..."

Before the words were finished, the class bell rang.

The tumultuous classroom instantly fell silent.

The young man of Chinese descent standing on the podium raised his face, his eyes swept across the classroom in a leisurely manner, and then a smile slowly broke out on the corner of his lips: "Good morning, everyone."

I don't know which girl below said at the top of her voice—"Goodmorning, handsomeguy!"

This naked/naked/naked molestation caused a burst of laughter in the classroom.

The delicate-looking boy was obviously a little surprised, but he was not embarrassed. He blinked, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the girl who spoke: "I'm not a handsome guy, junior."

This accurate pronunciation of Mandarin Chinese made the face of the "school girl" turn red like a lantern.

"OK, take it easy." The young man smiled and looked away, "At the beginning of this class, we—"

"Sorry, I'm late." At this moment, the door of the classroom was knocked, and the boy who spoke came in without looking aside, with no emotion on his stern face.

Then the students saw that the Chinese-American senior who talked and laughed freely on the podium with half his back to the door froze, and he couldn't even keep the smile on his face. He turned around suddenly, and his pale face was full of disbelief. Emotions.

At the same time, the person who walked in seemed to have a telepathy, raised his eyes with a slight frown, and then stopped his pace suddenly.

"... Ah Jing?"

After a while, Jiang Cheng, who walked in, opened his mouth with difficulty, but he was afraid that the person standing on the podium was just a dream that he had repeated countless times in the past five years.

Du Jing had already regained his senses at this time, and there was still a faint smile on his bloodless lips. He turned sideways, turned to pairs of curious eyes, spread his white palms, and said in a helpless tone: " I originally wanted to pretend to be a senior with you, but it seems that I didn't succeed. Do you think this kind of old classmate who can only disrupt the stage should be silenced?"

Most of the people in the class were amused by Du Jing's joking tone, but some people looked at the man who was standing there with his hands clenched in fear, and kept silent.

Du Jing naturally sensed the strong presence of the sight that fell on him and was about to burn two holes in his body. He turned his face sideways, and smiled slightly as he said, "Student Jiangcheng, don't you mind?" Are you competing with me for attention with the school girls?"

Du Jing's tone was relaxed, and he even made a funny gesture of asking, but he looked at the man's eyes, as if they were frozen and no longer emotional.

Jiang Cheng stood there for a long time, until the students in the classroom began to feel a little uneasy about his state, he suppressed his emotions, clenched the book in his hand and strode towards the first row. Sit down in front of him.

This time, even a fool could tell that the relationship between Jiang Cheng and Du Jing was definitely more than just old classmates.

Du Jing breathed out silently, smiled again, turned on the projector, and started his lecture.

Like being in front of a storm, this dangerous tranquility lasted until the end of get out of class. Du Jing put away his books and handouts, and smiled at the students in the audience: "This is the end of this class. Do you have any questions?"

"Senior!" A girl in the back row of the classroom stood up with inexplicable excitement, "May I ask if you have a girlfriend?"

As soon as the words fell, the classroom became excited, and Du Jing also keenly felt that the gaze of someone in the front row on him suddenly increased.

A strange color flashed across Du Jing's eyes, and then he raised his lip line. This smile was no longer gentle and courteous before, but instead had a touch of itch that made everyone's heart itch——

"I don't have a girlfriend. . . . but I already have a boyfriend."

A word fell, and there was no sound.

Three seconds later, under the extremely dangerous gaze of that person, the atmosphere in the entire classroom was suddenly pushed to a peak.

045

When the get out of class bell rang, Du Jing didn't rush out of the classroom, and the students obviously didn't give him this chance. Although there was the previous "boyfriend" thing as a shield, those girls who came to ask for contact information in different ways were still indispensable. .When the people in the classroom gradually disappeared, Du Jing put away the book in his hand, and the smile on his face disappeared. He raised his eyes and landed on the person who was staring at him all the time, with a slight twitch of his mouth, With a half smile but not a smile: "Student Jiangcheng, do you have any questions to ask me?"

"..." Jiang Cheng slowly let go of his hands, and the emotion in his eyes sank a little bit, like the indissoluble mist before dawn, it was terribly dark.He just looked at Du Jing like that, and stepped forward step by step. Every time he took a step forward, his aggressive momentum rose and approached, until he stopped in front of Du Jing.

Jiang Cheng raised his hand slowly, but at the last moment when he got close to Du Jing, the man turned his head away.After avoiding it, Du Jing's smile was almost sarcasm: "Jiang Sanshao, can you not disgust me by making such a affectionate appearance?"

"..." Jiang Cheng's hand stayed in the air, and then suddenly moved forward, caught Du Jing's neck unexpectedly, pulled him off, and stretched out his hand to catch his chest.Unexpectedly, Du Jing lost his balance unpreparedly, and fell into that familiar but unfamiliar embrace.

After being dazed in this nostalgic temperature for a few seconds, Du Jing came back to his senses. An indescribable sense of humiliation permeated his heart instantly. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he was tightly held in his arms by Jiang Cheng who had expected it early in the morning: "—I thank you, Du Jing—"

The boy's voice was hoarse and forbearing in the empty classroom, and infinite turbulent pain and resentment fermented in this voice: "I thank you for coming back here in the end-I thank you for not sentence me to death."

"...I have nothing to do with you, Jiang Cheng."

Du Jing's eyes trembled slightly, and he bit his lips after a while, until he tasted the familiar smell of blood in his mouth, then he slowly grinned coldly from a place Jiang Cheng couldn't see, "You fucked me, you dumped me. I never owe you anything. So, don't put yourself in the position of the victim, Jiang Cheng."

"...I can explain."

"Unfortunately, it's too late." Du Jing threw out these words lightly, then suddenly broke away at the moment when Jiang Cheng was stunned, turned around and walked towards the classroom door.He completely ignored those flickering and curious eyes at the classroom door, but when he was only one step away from the classroom door, the wind behind him suddenly rushed, and the next second, a hand suddenly stretched out beside him, and closed the classroom door. Close it vigorously, with a "bang", startled Du Jing and the students peeping outside the door.

"You—" Before he could utter a single word, Du Jing was suddenly slammed against the tightly closed door by the huge force on his waist, and his sight that had just turned 180 degrees had not had time to adapt to the sudden change of angle and scene, that The suffocating kiss has already fallen.

Jiang Cheng didn't even give him another chance to struggle, and the wrists of Du Jing's two hands were crushed.