jump for joy

The two swiped their bus cards in tandem. There were a few scattered people on the bus. Pei Chuan habitually chose a seat by the window. It was already dark outside the window. The street lights were bright early but there were not many stars on the street. The people hurried home with the dishes, and a few children were still watching the oden in the pot by the side of the road

Song Han looked at the person sitting next to him. Pei Chuan, who lowered his head and said that Song Han was so precious during the fight, blurted out that he was Pei Chuan from the staff, and kicked him to the ground with all his strength. Do you have any chocolate?"

Pei Chuan rummaged through his pockets and found that he was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring them with him. He was still thinking about what happened to Song Han's knees. He had heard that this person studied well before, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing as becoming famous in one battle.

Pei Chuan put his right hand on the seat with the back of his hand facing up. The padded clothes of the two of them were already loose, and Song Han's sleeves were a little longer. Song Han didn't know why he wanted to take Pei Chuan's hand.

Just testing like this, covering it with a cotton padded jacket, Song Han covered Pei Chuan's hand with the palm of his hand. Don't look at the kind of guy who can exhale fairy air when the weather is cold outside, but the boy's palm is indeed warm

Looking out of the window, Pei Chuan was obviously stunned. The joints of the young man's hands were clearly still warm. Song Han didn't dare to look at Pei Chuan. He was already typing on his mobile phone with his right hand to reply to Zhou Jing. I can't handle it a bit, I think I can type faster if I pull my hand back

Before all his hands were drawn back, Pei Chuan held Song Han's hand with his palm upwards. The lights in the car were not so obvious, and it was covered by clothes. The two boys were holding hands on the seats.

Song Han's typing hand stopped on the keys, and his right hand frantically stuffed the phone into his pocket and looked back at Pei Chuan. Pei Chuan straightened his hair with his left hand, breathed out by the window, and drew something with his left hand. hold tighter

When I got out of the car, there was a thin layer of frost on the position of Pei Chuan's painting just now on the glass, and I couldn't see what it was. With their hands in their pockets, the two went up to the dormitory building in a tandem posture.

When Song Han returned to the dormitory, he was still very fast. Thinking of Pei Chuan shaking his hand on the bus just now, he was a little confused, took a hot bath in a hurry, and looked at himself in the mirror while blowing his hair In a daze, I didn't react until the wind from the hair dryer was a little hot on my hands

"Dong dong dong" the person who knocked on the door was undoubtedly Pei Chuan, unlike the expression of holding hands just now, on the contrary, it was a bit indescribably serious

Pei Chuan sat on Song Han's sofa and looked at the desktop that Song Han had tidied up. There were also father's lesson plans on the shelf. Song Han put away the hair dryer and wiped it with a towel, then hung the towel back to its original position, "What's wrong?"

Pei Chuan knocked on the table with his index finger, "What's the matter with your knee?" Still didn't escape the question, maybe Zhou Jing heard it before hanging up the phone in time, Song Han leaned against the wardrobe on the opposite bed and said nothing

Pei Chuan got up and approached Song Han, "What's going on?" His tone was different from the tone just now, he didn't question him twice, and this time he felt a little distressed

"When I was in junior high school, the person who fought with me today sat in front of me, and Zhou Jing sat on my left. That person was dishonest in class. He liked to shake the stool back and forth, and slipped off the stool a few times. , the foot of the stool hit my knee, and I didn't dare to shout, after all, it was during class, so he turned around and apologized to me and then helped up the stool."

Song Han scratched his hands while talking, and heard Pei Chuan scolding beside him, "Once I had something like a nail on his leg, he swayed the stool as usual, and slid off the stool, it was still summer, school uniform The fabric is thin, and when the stool legs passed over my legs, I felt something dripping down, and when I opened the trouser legs, my knees were already full of blood and bruises."

Pei Chuan, who was standing side by side with Song Han, held hands tightly. Song Han patted his left hand lightly, and squeezed his hand in between his fists. The two of them interlocked their fingers. Seeing him sitting on the ground, still laughing and laughing, he pulled the stool away with one hand and pulled the table away with the other, and swung it up according to his legs."

"and then"

"Then Zhou Jing hurriedly stopped me, but he didn't stop me. He called 120 and sent him to the hospital. When his parents came, the shift replayed the surveillance once."

"A total of several knocks"

Song Han lowered his head, and the length of his hair just covered his eyes, "I can't remember clearly, but in the end I was broken by him, and I also had a scar on my knee. When his parents apologized to me, my parents didn't say anything, nor did they I applied the scar medicine a few times, but I think it’s okay.”

When Song Han raised his head again, the area around his eyes was moistened a lot, and the light red mole felt obvious, "Thank you today, staff, I thought I would really go to the hospital today." In fact, going to the hospital is a fake, Song Han can bare hands It must be a good idea to go into battle

Pei Chuan stepped in front of Song Han, rubbed Song Han's hair, held Song Han's hand with his left hand, and put it vertically next to Song Han's right ear

"Hiss, what do you say?"

The moisture around Song Han's eyes also dissipated, and he slightly raised his head to see Pei Chuan in front of him bent over to his left ear

"I have liked this person in front of me for a long time. I don't know when my attention has been on him. I like to cling to him. I watch him do my nose-scratching movements. I see him happy and I also I will feel happy, I can obviously take care of myself but I just want to live with him"

"... "

"I really like him. It's not a joke. I want to take him home to meet my parents. I want to go to a university with him. I want to marry him and live forever. I Wanna be with you"

"I mean, would you like to be my boyfriend?"

"... "

When Pei Chuan spoke, his voice was magnetic, and Song Han looked at the person in front of him

Are they in the same room? It was on October [-]st. The phone password is Pei Chuan's birthday. Since junior high school, I have regarded myself as the light I want to pursue

At this time, Pei Chuan had already put down his hand, which made people feel extra warm, and even the breath he exhaled was warm.

Song Han met Pei Chuan's eyes with firmness, so firm that Song Han thought it was him, this staff member "my honor"

The two of them stayed in a daze for a long time, seeing each other scratching their noses together and smiling, Pei Chuan still didn't forget to turn his head when he walked to the door, "Good night, Hanhan"

"Good night, boyfriend"

Chapter 33 Thank you, boyfriend, I have thought about it, I want to be by his side, I want to catch up with my light

Pei Chuan closed the door and bounced all the way back to the dormitory humming a song, "Mom, are you back?"

On the other end of the phone, Pei Chuan's father was watching the history program, and his mother brought a fruit plate, "What's wrong with my son?" What Pei Chuan didn't know was that his mother went to the temple this time and asked for two strings of exactly the same Buddhist bead bracelets.

Pei Chuan only said that he wanted to go home, and then chatted with his mother about homework, thinking that it would be better to talk to Song Han face to face tomorrow, and when he was lying on the bed, he thought that he had chased Song Han and his idol in junior high school, what an inspirational story

And Song Han who was lying on the bed only thought about himself as a minor, is it not good to fall in love early?

"Are you up?" When Pei Chuan called, he had already bought breakfast in the cafeteria and headed to the dormitory. Hearing Song Han's tone change on the phone, this is a cool and cold student, this is obviously a soft and cute boyfriend

Pei Chuan watched Song Han scoop up the porridge in the bowl, and inexplicably put his hand on Song Han's head and touched it twice. Song Han raised his hand precisely and hit him, but it didn't hurt very much. For Pei Chuan It's just a caress, "I'm going home later, do you have any instructions?"

Song Han looked up at Pei Chuan, then lowered his head and wiped his mouth, "Come back alive." When the two of them were holding hands, Pei Chuan noticed that the red string on Song Han's wrist had been worn since he transferred to another school, or before he transferred to another school. Han also let go of Pei Chuan's hand at this time, untied one of the red strings with his right hand, and took Pei Chuan's hand with his left hand to put it on.

Pei Chuan never asked why Song Han wore the red rope. In Pei Chuan's perception, it was strange for boys to wear these things on their hands. Now that he was wearing them, he still looked a little nice, and even liked it a little. This was from Song Han's wrist. removed

It was almost noon when Pei Chuan arrived home. He touched Ovaltine by the door, and saw his mother was busy, and his father was watching TV programs there, thinking about holding a seminar with Song Han—a unique experience for historical deeds. opinion

Pei Chuan's mother is a very special mother. She has been like this since she was a child. Other children are only allowed to eat snacks on the table, while Pei Chuan's mother said that they can eat on the bed, but they must be cleaned up. Forcing him to take special classes, Pei Chuan's mother asked Pei Chuan to choose...

Ever since Pei Chuan stayed at Song Han's house on October [-]st, he basically took over the work of washing the dishes after eating. Seeing that it was cleaned up, Pei Chuan put down the rag and watched his mother pick it up. apron sitting on sofa

"Mom and Dad, let me tell you something." Pei Chuan was very serious when he said this. Mom Pei Chuan turned down the volume of the TV, and Dad turned his head to look at his child, and even Ahuatian turned his head.

Pei Chuan picked his hand, and there was a firm look in his eyes, "Song Han and I are in a relationship. It's not a joke, it's serious." Thinking about love, love, and talking about him, after he finished talking, Dad smiled and turned to continue watching TV, and Mom touched Ovaltine who came over

The attitude of Pei Chuan's parents was not as opposed as expected, which made Pei Chuan a little puzzled. He looked at his father who was still watching TV, and then at his mother who was smiling at him, "Parents, don't you object?"

Pei Chuan's mother stared at Pei Chuan for a long time, "Why do you object? I knew you liked Song Han from the first time you brought Song Han into the house. Your dad and I also like him. It's okay."

"That, that, I ask for the Buddha beads"

"I begged a bunch for you and Song Han. I can see that you like him very much. The red rope in your hand is also for you to keep safe. I like that child very much. He speaks humbly and respectfully. You know how to take care of others, you are careful and courageous, and you dare to express your own opinions on your father's field of history. You must know that your father has been in the industry for so many years, and Song Han is the first one."

Pei Chuan was still a little dazed, so he watched his mother take his hand and patted it, "I used to really hope that you would find someone you like in the future and have a son and a half daughter, but now I think about it again, you You are so old, you have your own ideas, whether you like boys or girls, he is the one you will live with each other in the future, not with me, I respect your choice"

"Dad, is my mother really okay?" Pei Chuan looked at his father with a puzzled expression, but his father said that I think my wife is right

Pei Chuan told his parents how he regained his high score one month after the junior high school score of 28, and returned to the grade list. Song Han's full score math paper was still well protected by him. I look down on the days, but I feel that Song Han at that time was like a ray of light

"Parents, do you know that I have thought about it before, I want to be by his side, I want to catch up with my light." When Pei Chuan said this, he was not embarrassed or shy, but honest

When returning to school, Pei Chuan's mother handed the bracelet into Pei Chuan's hand, and told him not to lose it. It was opened. When she closed the door, she looked at her husband. Pei Chuan's father looked out the window at Pei Chuan. back, nodded in satisfaction

Pei Chuan suddenly wanted to see Song Han, the one he wanted very much, bought dinner when he went upstairs, thought that Song Han was too thin, so he brought him some more meat, changed his clothes and knocked on Song Han's bedroom door, thinking It's always bad to live next door, one day I must move to Song Han's dormitory

“There is something before dinner”

Song Han thought that Pei Chuan was going to say that the final exam was coming, and Song Han had to review for the exam, but Pei Chuan took Song Han's left hand, took out a bracelet from a plain box, and put it on Song Han. I asked my mother to go to the temple to pray for you, to keep you safe, and the Buddha has consecrated it." He said and did not forget to put another string on himself

Song Han touched the Buddhist beads in his hand. It was the same color as Pei Chuan. It was not very exaggerated, and it was not too obtrusive when matched with the red string. The index finger of his left hand was half-curved like a dog. close by

In the next second, Song Han raised his head and leaned forward, just in time to kiss Pei Chuan's earlobe, "Thank you, boyfriend"