I cried, I pretended

Song Mingwang nodded, he didn't notice anything strange about Cheng Juan at this time, recalling what Xue Wei said to him at that time, he muttered: "Anyway, it's inexplicable."

Cheng Fan squinted at him and said nothing.

Song Mingwang frowned, and when he mentioned this, he suddenly remembered one thing, that is, last time Xue Wei said that Cheng Wang didn't like him, and the reason was that he wouldn't be jealous of him at all.

Thinking of this, his mind became active, and he wanted to insinuate, but he couldn't find a suitable beginning.

I can only hold back in my heart and decide to find an opportunity to start.

The bus drove for a few hours before arriving at the neighboring provincial capital, which was different from Jiangcheng because it was a city near the sea, where seafood was abundant, and various small shops selling shell crafts and seaside specialties could be seen everywhere on the street.

After arriving at the destination, everyone decided to find something to rest their stomachs before heading back to the hotel.

Finally, I found a grilled fish shop on the side of the street. The grilled fish shop should have opened not long ago, but the shop was empty, and a group of them walked in, filling up the room in a short while.

After the tables were seated, let's start. The menu came out to order. Song Ming looked left and right, and finally decided to order crayfish.

"I want to eat this!"

His eyes light up as he points to the mouth-watering picture of lobster on the menu.

Cheng Wang looked at the lobster on the menu and raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Song Ming looked at his head and hummed heavily.

When the lobster plate was served, Song Mingwang's eyes lit up immediately, he brushed back his hair that was in the way, and was about to start eating with gloves on.

He couldn't keep his mouth empty, he licked the lobster and licked it spicy.

Cheng Wang raised his head from the phone to look at him, saw that his hands were clumsy, and almost scratched the broken shell several times, so he stretched out his hand to help him peel it off.

Xue Wei and a few boys from the basketball club walked towards their table, intending to sit down.

Song Mingwang hurriedly opened his mouth wide on purpose, ahed a few times, and kept looking at Cheng Wang, beckoning him to feed him.

Cheng Yao: "?"

Song Mingwang hated that iron could not be made into steel, not only Cheng Juan didn't wink, even Xue Wei and the others didn't wink, they clamored for beer as soon as they were seated.

Hearing this time, Cheng Wang glanced at Song Mingwang and said, "You can't drink."

Song Mingwang curled his lips, he didn't want to drink it at first, and he didn't understand why Cheng Juan wanted to emphasize it.

Ever since Xue Wei said that he wanted to chase him last time, Song Mingwang didn't feel any embarrassment about meeting him again. Apparently Xue Wei thought the same way, and he could still smile at him when he saw himself.

Cheng Wang watched the interaction between the two of them with no expression on his face, and put the peeled shrimp in Song Mingwang's bowl.

One of the boys in the basketball club couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and said jokingly, "Are you father and son?"

I don't know when it started to become popular among school boys to share and let others be called daddy. It's all jokes and the like.

Song Mingwang ignored him, because he suddenly remembered something, which he had already forgotten, but he remembered it again when he saw Xue Wei.

The last time Xue Wei said that Cheng Wang would not be jealous of himself at all, he didn't believe it, and said that he uttered the truth after drinking, and he had to let Cheng Wang explain everything clearly today.

So he picked up the empty glass and poured wine, then pushed it to Cheng Wang, looked at him helplessly and said, "Let's drink together."

Cheng Huan frowned slightly, trying to stop him, saying that he could drink it himself, but Song Mingwang was very proud, as if he was afraid that he would take advantage of Cheng Huan.

"If you say drink together, then drink together."

"..."

Xue Wei and the others looked funny, and one of the boys smiled and said, "Others make you drink, if you don't follow him, you can see what he will do later."

Obviously, everyone has heard of Song Mingwang's reputation.

Cheng Huan frowned more and more, looking at Song Mingwang's stubborn eyes, he had to obey.

Although Song Mingwang's capacity for drinking is not good, it is not enough to pour down a glass. When the two come and go, they drink back and forth.

He thought that he seldom saw Cheng Huang drinking, so he must not hold too much alcohol. The last time they went out, Tang Tan asked him to drink and he didn't drink much.

Moreover, Tian Mengmeng also whispered to himself in private that his excessive drinking capacity should not be very good.

Finally, at the table, Xue Wei and the others had already finished their meal and went to the next table to play cards. Song Mingwang, they were still drinking, but he was almost unable to hold on.

When everyone else went back to the hotel with enough food and drink, Song Mingwang realized that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, but fortunately, Cheng Wang finally showed a little drunk, frowned and pinched the center of his brows.

Seeing this, Song Mingwang hurriedly supported himself, forced himself to cheer up, and asked him with vague words in his mouth one after another.

"do you like me."

Seeing that Cheng Wang didn't respond, he was afraid that he was too drunk, so he tried to open his eyelids, pointed at himself, and emphasized to remind himself of his name.

"Song Mingwang."

Cheng Wang seemed to be a little slow to react even after drinking, and he kept silent because his eyelids became heavier and darker under the influence of alcohol, and his vision gradually blurred, so he couldn't see Cheng Wang's expression clearly.

Song Mingwang shook his head unhappily, but the more he shook, the more dizzy he became.

He stretched out a finger and warned slowly, "Don't shake it."

When the dizziness passed for a while, Song Mingwang hiccupped and continued to ramble.

"You see that you treat me no differently from others. You have never been jealous of me. Do you know what it means to be jealous? It doesn't mean being jealous, it means being jealous, understand..."

As soon as the words fell, there was only a click, and Song Mingwang put his head down on the table, his face was flushed red, and he muttered unconsciously.

Cheng Wang watched him lie down, his eyes were clear, he didn't look half drunk.

I saw him pinching Song Mingwang's face, seeing that there was no response, he curled his lips, as if he thought it was a little funny.

"Is it because of this that you made yourself look like this?"

Song Mingwang felt uncomfortable being pinched, muttered indistinctly, and tried to avoid his hand.

Seeing him laughing in such a low voice, Cheng Wang leaned down slightly and whispered in his ear: "Song Mingwang, if you want to make me jealous, you will regret it."

Song Mingwang didn't hear what he said clearly, he pushed his chest with both hands, and subconsciously felt itchy behind his ears from being too close to breathe.

Cheng Wang grabbed his restless hand, his eyes darkened.

After returning to the hotel, Song Mingwang was thrown on the bed, dizzy in his head, but much better than before. He remembered that Cheng Wang seemed to whisper something in his ear, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was. It hurts badly.

"woke up."

Stretching out a hand in front of him and handing him a cup of hot water, Song Mingwang was still in a daze, raised his head slowly, and looked at him in a daze.

Seeing his expression, Cheng Wang felt a little itchy in his heart, curled his lips and touched his hairy head.

"What a daze."

Only then did Song Mingwang come back to his senses, frowning tightly with an expression of hard thinking.

"Did you tell me something just now?"

"Really?" Cheng Fan didn't change his face, and casually took the cup he drank from.

Put it on the bedside table and say, "You heard me wrong."

Yeah?Song Mingwang frowned, then relaxed, forget it, maybe he really got it wrong.

The next day's competition was scheduled to end from 08:30 to 11:30 in the morning. Song Mingwang rushed to the basketball court as soon as he left the examination room.

When he arrived, he found that the basketball game had come to an end, and there were deafening cheers all around him. He scrambled on the barbed wire and tried to find Cheng Wang's figure, and finally locked his eyes on a certain place.

I saw that Cheng Wang was wearing a loose basketball uniform, his forehead hair was slightly wet with sweat, his tight calf muscles were smooth and beautiful, and his body flexibly dodged to the left, easily breaking through the opponent's defense.

"Ahhh! A goal!"

Watching the basketball go into the basket, there was a deafening scream from the surrounding girls.

Cheng Juan stabilized his center of gravity after landing, and gave Tang Tan and the others a high-five.

After the game ended, as expected, Sanzhong won the game with an absolute advantage.

People in the arena had already left one after another. Cheng Wang wiped his sweat with a towel, and was unscrewing the mineral water to take a sip, when he saw Tang Tan winking at him.

"Look who's coming."

He turned his head to look, and met Song Mingwang's face.

"Have you finished your exam?" He was a little surprised, he didn't expect them to end so early, and he planned to pick him up after the game.

"En." Song Mingwang nodded. The exam questions were too simple. He finished it in less than 10 minutes. He was counting the time and waiting for the paper to be handed in. The invigilator looked at him several times.

"Didn't hand in the paper in advance." Cheng Huang laughed.

"No." Song Mingwang thought about it, but he didn't allow it at all.

"Good." Cheng Wang patted his head.

Tang Tan looked numb, turned around and left.

After the basketball game, there was still one day before the return trip. Song Mingwang and Cheng Wang decided to spend another day in the city. After discussing, they decided to go climbing to watch the sunrise.

Song Mingwang walked for 10 minutes and rested for half an hour, Cheng Wang didn't urge him, he just came to play with him anyway.

It was still dark when we climbed to the top of the mountain. There was a temple on the top of the mountain to worship Buddha and burn incense. There were very few tourists at this time.

Song Ming saw someone kneeling on the futon in the temple and prostrating piously, so he said to Cheng Wang: "We must reject feudal superstition and do not engage in those."

As a result, a few minutes later, when he saw an old man sitting there setting up a stall selling strange red strips, Song Mingwang had never seen such a thing before, so he asked him what it was.

"Protect your marriage, guarantee your academic success, guarantee your career progress, protect everything."

Song Mingwang regained his energy immediately upon hearing this, and focused all his attention on the words in front of him.

"Give me one, no, ten!"

Cheng Huan: "..."

The old man told them that the blessing notes should be hung on the wishing tree, and the tree was moved to the back of the temple. It is not very bright now, and the road is not easy to walk carefully.

Song Mingwang took Cheng Wang excitedly to finish writing, and then took Cheng Wang to the place he pointed.

After walking for another two or three minutes, the mountain road was steep, and Song Mingwang walked very carefully. Finally, he finally got his wish and saw a huge tree, which was surrounded by three people. .

Song Mingwang greeted Cheng Wang: "Help me hang up." He was not tall enough, so he was embarrassed to say the last sentence clearly.

Seeing Cheng Huan holding up the red stripes with his hands up, Song Mingwang became more active and pretended to ask casually, "What wish did you just make?"

Cheng Yao lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "Same as you."

Song Mingwang was dissatisfied with this answer, and wrinkled his face: "I wrote to bless myself to be admitted to university and you also wrote this?"

After Cheng Wang hung up the red strips one by one, he patted his head and didn't answer his words.

Unknowingly at this time, the sky was already getting brighter, the fiery red sun gradually rose from the horizon, and the golden light struggled to break through the clouds.

Song Mingwang tugged at Cheng Huan's sleeve unhappily, and muttered something in a low voice.

"What?" Cheng Wang didn't hear clearly.

Song Mingwang glared at him, and with a little grievance, said what he was holding back in his heart: "Haven't you ever thought about the wish related to me?"

The more he said, the more aggrieved he became: "I like you so much, you are always like this."

Cheng Wang stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled.

Song Mingwang was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to think about whether his smile had any meaning, he just felt some warm touch on his lips.

He subconsciously opened his eyes wide.

When people kiss, the brain will secrete dopamine. Song Mingwang feels that he is in this state now, his mind is muddy, and his legs can't help but feel weak.

He had never tried such a lingering kiss with someone before. It was different from the previous few tastes. His lips rubbed against each other, and it seemed that even his breath would melt together.

I don't know how long it took, seeing Song Mingwang's breathing began to become short of breath, Cheng Wang then slowly let go of the hand that was holding the back of his head.

He looked at Song Mingwang's unsteady breathing, touched his head, and didn't make fun of him.

Instead, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "What about now?"

Song Mingwang blushed and did not speak.

"Do you want to go?"

Song Mingwang didn't dare to look at his face, he hummed vaguely, grabbed the corner of his back clothes, and muttered: "You go first."

Before he could react to what happened just now, Cheng Wang kissed him, but he still took the initiative.

It felt weird to kiss, but he didn't hate it.

"Cheng Wang, have you ever kissed anyone else?"

"No."

"Very well, you can't kiss others in the future."

"..."

"Understood? The answer is yes."

"..."

The two were in front of each other, Song Mingwang surrounded Cheng Wang and made a noise, Cheng Wang looked at him with a helpless expression and a helpless pampering.

There are two red stripes clinging tightly to each other on the branch of the big tree behind. When the breeze blows, the red stripes dance with the wind, revealing the words written on them, but they are covered and disappear soon.

It is still a mystery as to what the two teenagers wished that day.