his little candy

When Han Che walked into the classroom, booing came from inside.

"God Han, there is a beautiful woman who sent you a loving dinner."

"The beauty said she was waiting for you in Qinyuan, so go quickly."

The one who delivered the message was a boy with dark skin and bumps like the surface of the moon. He was looking at Han Che excitedly, as if he was waiting for Han Che to respond.

Qinyuan was originally a holy place for first-year middle school students to date. After self-study every night, the young lovers who hid there would not leave the class.

Originally, the young couple had a good date, no one knew what they did in the dark, and it was harmless to be found out, but until a certain dean of the academic affairs office secretly took a few groups of photos with an infrared camera, in front of the freshmen at the opening ceremony It was played in front of the audience, and all the seniors were so ashamed that they wanted to find a hole in the ground and drill down on the spot.

Since then, no young lovers have gone to Qinyuan to do things.

However, this is a secret from No. [-] Middle School, and Han Che, who just transferred here, doesn't know about it.

Gu Zheng was about to tell Han Che, Han Che walked towards the seat with his slender legs without stopping, and threw the insulated box on the table vertically into the trash can in the back corner of the classroom without looking sideways.

"Hey." Gu Zheng glanced at the pink heat preservation box in the rubbish dump, and said with a look of regret, "Why throw it away?"

"Don't tell me, I'm quite tired after playing basketball. If only I had such a caring little sister to deliver food." Gu Zheng glanced at Jiang Tu, slumped on his seat, pretending to be envious.

Jiang Tu stood where he was, glanced at someone who had no posture to sit, and hummed softly, "That's a good idea! What do you eat? I'll order takeaway."

When Gu Zheng heard what to eat, he sat up shiveringly, raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I want to eat Chen Ji's bridge rice noodles and crab roe soup dumplings."

Jiang Tu gave Gu Zheng a doting look, then asked Han Che and Yu Chenzhou what to eat, and ordered them together.

Three or 10 minutes later, the takeaway was delivered to the school gate.

The hard worker Yu Shenzhou went to pick up the takeaway.

After eating the takeaway, there are still a few minutes before it is time to read the newspaper in the evening.

The boy who sent the message finally got up and walked in front of Han Che after seeing Han Che sitting there motionless doing the questions, and after turning on his phone countless times.

Han Che didn't raise his head, but Yu Chenzhou who was at the side raised his head in a daze, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"That... Goddess Han... the beauty is still waiting for you in Qinyuan."

Han Che slanted his eyebrows, parted his thin lips, and wrote lightly, "What have you got to do with me?"

The boy returned to his seat in embarrassment, and Yu Chenzhou burst out laughing.

"You are so indifferent and ruthless, Great God Han! You refused too harshly, and at least he even delivered the dinner himself."

Han Che snorted lightly, raised his head from the test paper, twirled the pen around, turned his head and glanced at Yu Chenzhou calmly, "Do you want to go?"

Yu Chenzhou quickly waved his hands: "No, no... I don't want to."

His grades are poor, and staying in class F is a gift from his mother. If he is caught by the teacher and called a parent because of a relationship, he will not be run over by his mother to death.

To be a scumbag should also be the most self-aware and the most low-key scumbag.

Han Che's eyelashes were lowered, his eyelids were slightly rolled, his brows and eyes were full of carelessness, as if he didn't care about anything.

In recent days, Song Guo has been absent-minded continuously.

It's like thinking by day and dreaming at night.

That night, Song Guo actually dreamed of Han Che more than once.

In the dream, the setting sun melted gold, the setting sun leaked visible light from the clouds, and the campus was covered with a layer of blunt yellow warm light.

On the path paved with red bricks, a short-haired girl in a white shirt and red plaid skirt walked past with her head down.

A basketball flew over from the basketball court and hit the girl's head in an arc without any deviation.

The girl suddenly covered her head in pain and cried.

The boy in the chic basketball uniform ran over anxiously, his slender figure was like a clear silhouette in the twilight.

The boy asked the girl, and the girl hit the boy's chest angrily, and was hugged by the boy's waist and coaxed.

The girl raised her head from the boy's arms, revealing a teary pear-blossoming rainy face.

The familiar appearance was Song Guo in women's clothing.

Song Guo suddenly woke up from the dream in fright.

When I opened my eyes, the dormitory was pitch black.

The violent breathing and panting, the snoring of the roommate, and the calling of the night cat outside the window made Song Guo calm down quickly.

It was a dream.

How could he realize that he became a girl?

Moreover, although the boy in the dream never looked back, Song Guo seemed to have God's perspective, until it was Han Che.

His mind was empty, his consciousness gradually became hazy, and Song Guo fell asleep again in a daze.

This time, as if he didn't know it was a dream, he walked into a dormitory.

The dormitory was empty, but Song Guo seemed to know that there was someone in the bathroom, and a subconscious voice came out of the bathroom.

"Song Guo, bring the soap."

A familiar male voice, with a clear voice, called out to Song Guo who was staying where he was.

Song Guo went straight to the cabinet, took out the soap, and walked to the bathroom cautiously and expectantly.

The door opened, and the boy leaned against the door, looking at him with a smile.

In the hot and hazy smoke, the boy smiled softly and cleanly, but the picture under the smoke... Song Guo only took one look, then shyly looked away.

The warmth came from the back of the neck, evoking deep-rooted memories, making Song Guo deeply feel the temperature of the palm, and even wanted to take it off, counting the continuous curves of the palm.

When Song Guo stretched out his hand, before touching it, the scene in front of him dissipated.

Song Guo woke up again, and saw through the gaps in the uncovered curtains, the sky was thin and bright, and the morning stars were shining brightly.

It turned out to be a dream again.

However, the indistinct emotion in the dream lingered in his heart.

Song Guo lay on the bed, as if sinking in the desert, sinking weightlessly.

A dream in which every cell floats away from the body.

It took Song Guo a long time to recover.

too weird.

How did he do this kind of dream?Don't tell me... Han Che didn't know him at all.

For more than ten years, I haven't done anything about my dream, let alone forget it the next day.

However, these two dreams, after waking up, the pictures are like engraved memories, even the edges and corners are clear and profound.

Song Guo suddenly subconsciously took out the phone from the table next to the bed, turned it on, and clicked on Baidu.

Why do people dream?

Someone on the forum replied, probably meaning that Han Che has become his personal consciousness. Could it be that he has been paying too much attention to Han Che recently that he dreamed about these things?

Song Guo was troubled by dreams and was restless all day long.

Soon it will be Friday, the weekend is a holiday as usual, Song Guo was called to the office to print the holiday physics test paper.

Song Guo entered the office, and Liang Shuxin was there, arguing with the class teacher.

He walked to the physics teacher's desk, turned on the computer and began to print the test papers, but his ears were focused on the other side.

What Liang Shuxin said, the head teacher frowned angrily, "No, who are the people in Class F? Do your parents agree to transfer to Class F?"

Liang Shuxin retorted: "Teacher, you are biased. Han Che is also in class F, and he even got the first place in the grade. Besides, which class I go to, my parents will definitely agree."

"Teacher, just agree with me transferring to class F. I will definitely continue to study hard and not embarrass you."

"Also, I went to class F, and I can also help those students who don't like to study. Let's make progress together."

When Liang Shuxin spoke, it seemed that she had foreseen the beautiful high school life in the future, her eyes sparkled.

Teacher Lu was expressionless after listening to Liang Shuxin's vivid expression. After a long while, he sighed and said earnestly, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Who is Han Che? .”

Liang Shuxin's tone suddenly became fierce, as if her idol was praised by others and she said proudly: "Teacher, you are still advancing with the times, you know this."

Teacher Lu adjusted his crooked glasses angrily: "Listen to me first."

"I have taught for so many years, and I have only seen such a genius. Han Chezhi is not in Jiangcheng, let alone No. [-] Middle School. You little girls, don't think wildly, lest you delay your future."

Liang Shuxin pouted, "Teacher, you're overthinking. Anyway, I'm here to tell you that I'm going to class F. I'll go by myself."

After she finished speaking, she walked out, and the angry Teacher Lu pointed at her back, "You, you, you", you were so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Song Guo waited to print out all the physics test papers, read the full version, and was holding the test papers to leave when Teacher Lu stopped him.

"Hey, Song Guo is here. Send out the classical Chinese reading." Teacher Lu handed over a thick stack of test papers, and Song Guo returned to the classroom with the test papers in his arms.

After school in the afternoon, Song Guo and Su Ruan separated and took the subway back home.

A week of school life brought about earth-shaking psychological changes to him.

If life in the past was smooth and without waves, every day now, there are waves of unrest.

After Song Guo opened the door, her parents hadn't gotten off work yet, so after taking a shower, they curled up under the covers and fell asleep.

The soft quilt is much more comfortable than the school's military training hard bed, but it is also easy to sleep softly.

When Song Guo woke up, the dusk was fading outside the window, and the time on the phone showed eight o'clock in the evening.

He actually slept for three hours.

In a daze, Song Guo got out of bed, walked to the side of the bed, let the breeze blow in, and closed the screen window.

There were crackling voices in the living room.

have a guest?

Song Guo frowned, pushed open the bedroom door, and the guests outside just left.

He didn't even see his back.

"Mom, are there any guests?"

Song's mother chuckled and said, "The new neighbor is here to visit."

"Oh, we've moved in." Song Guo rubbed her hair, not paying attention, and said in a soft voice.

Song's mother could not close her mouth from ear to ear, "That young man is really nice. He gave him a gift as soon as he moved in. I don't know what he does."

Only then did Song Guo see the gift on the coffee table, packed in a high-end red box, which looked expensive, unlike ordinary students who could afford it.

"I guess they moved here after working nearby."

Song's mother put away the gift, "Next time I invite someone to have a meal."

"Uh...Mom, when did you become so keen on building relationships with neighbors?"

Song's mother quietly approached Song Guo, blinked and said, "That young man is handsome, can I show you to your second aunt's cousin when I see it?"

Saying that the wind is the rain, Mother Song immediately took out her mobile phone and said excitedly, "By the way, I'll call your second aunt right now."

Song Guo was stunned, pursed her lips, and said, "Mom, this is not very good, I don't know the neighbor who just moved here."

Song's mother glared at Song Guo: "What do you know, kid? Why don't you go back to your room and do your homework."