A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Zhou Xiujin froze in place, his mind went blank, all his thoughts melted away, and then he blushed uncontrollably, his earlobes, neck, and cheeks all blushed in large patches because of this sudden surprise.

Ji Qing saw that pair of black eyes burning with scorching light, like the light refracted by glass balls in the sun, it was a burst of joy in an instant.

"...You, what are you talking about?" He swallowed nervously, but it was more like he was swallowing some kind of emotion, the kind of emotion that worried about gains and losses, fearful, cautious and tentative.

Zhou Xiujin is like a little squirrel. He has experienced countless winters of hunger and cold. His greatest dream is to accumulate a lot of pine cones. But now, it suddenly rains pine cones. Overwhelmed, overwhelmed.

A gentle wind blows from the window, blowing the pages of the book.

Ji Qing's expression and voice were very gentle, as gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the startled little squirrel in front of him. He touched Zhou Xiujin's hand lightly, and drew a small heart on Zhou Xiujin's palm with his slender fingers.

"I said, Ji Qing likes Zhou Xiujin." His tone was soft, "Just like Zhou Xiujin likes Ji Qing."

Ji Qing hooked his little finger around Zhou Xiujin's finger, their hands were blocked by the desk, and the two hooked hands dangled in mid-air, a smile spread from the corners of Ji Qing's eyes and eyebrows, and he said softly: " Didn't you pull the hook before, when you grow up, you still like me, little brother."

"Similarly, when I grow up, I will still like you."

Zhou Xiujin's hands trembled slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I, I will always like you." The syllables he spit out seemed to be melted by joy, and the tone was a little crying.

Zhou Xiujin and Ji Qing looked at each other, the joy on his face gradually faded, and then the grievance appeared, it was the grievance that he knew he had made a mistake and had nowhere to find someone to confide in, he was afraid of being heard by the people around him, so his voice was suppressed Very low, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ji Qing spread the textbook between him and Zhou Xiujin's desk, and he turned Zhou Xiujin's head with his hands so that Zhou Xiujin's eyes fell on the book, pretending that the two of them were reading the same book.

"Why do you say I'm sorry?" Ji Qing looked at the paper and asked softly.

"Heterosexual love is the mainstream of society. You could have been with a very good girl. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The water in his eyes was getting more and more steamy. Zhou Xiujin didn't want to cry, but the overwhelming guilt overwhelmed his self-control. destroy.

If he falls in love with someone who is too good, he will become extremely humble in his heart. He always feels that he is not worthy of Ji Qing. From outsiders, he is excellent, but from the very beginning, he is unbearable and embarrassed. It was completely exposed in front of Ji Qing, so no matter how it was remedied in the future, it would not be able to destroy the first impression.

He fell into the mud and met Ji Qing, so even if he washed the filth off his body in the future, as long as he was in front of Ji Qing, he would still feel ashamed.

Ji Qing is so good, he could have been with an equally good girl.

A teardrop hit the page, blurring the lettering.

Ji Qing was startled, he looked at Zhou Xiujin's flushed eyes, Zhou Xiujin's expression was calm at the moment, all emotions were suppressed by him, except for the tears on his face that were touching.

"But little brother, in my world, love will never be fettered by gender." Ji Qing wiped away the wet tears with his fingertips, and he said softly: "It's normal for a male cultivator to be with a male cultivator. The double cultivation ceremony can be held in the sect, relatives and friends, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, birds and animals, and even the heavens have all witnessed their union."

"If this world doesn't approve of us being together, then go to my world." Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin clasped their fingers together, "I'll take you to see my master, my senior sister, and I will hold a double cultivation ceremony with you. Let everyone know that I love you and you love me."

"I, can I go to your world?" Zhou Xiujin felt that he was standing on the edge of a cliff and could fall off at any time, but now someone told him that the bottom of the cliff is not hell, but a paradise.

"There is no aura in this world, so you can't cultivate, but you can step into the path of cultivation through dual cultivation with me. With spiritual power, you can control the power of space and come to my world."

Ji Qing looked at Zhou Xiujin's stunned expression, and he slowly smiled, "And little brother, don't say such silly things as being with a very good girl again."

"Because the little brother I like is the best person in the world. We want to be together in this life, and we will also be together in the next life." Ji Qing picked up a thin draft book and used it to cover his face, then he moved closer, Kissing Zhou Xiujin on the cheek quickly, the kiss was as soon as touched, causing ripples in the young man's heart like the touch of a dragonfly.

Zhou Xiujin grasped the pages of the book in a panic, and the smooth surface of the paper took shape, just like his flustered heart.

He looked up at Ji Qing, and saw Ji Qing blinking, with a childish smile flashing across his face.

There is an unnamed flower swaying in my heart.

Zhou Xiujin also laughed slowly, looking at Ji Qing, his eyes were so bright that they seemed to glow.

After this confession, the relationship between Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin did not change too much, but the two activities of night running and tweeting were added.

During the break in the second period of the night self-study, Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin would run around the playground, and sometimes take a slow walk.

The night covered everything, and no one could see who's face clearly. They jogged quietly on the playground, and all their boredom could be vented in the jogging.

Because of the high pressure of study in high school, Ji Qing set a rule for Zhou Xiujin, if Zhou Xiujin's grades were stable in the top three of the grade in each exam, then he would be rewarded with a Jiumi.

Jiumi simply kissed on the cheek, kissing Zhou Xiujin like a monkey's ass.

For the sake of Jiumi, Zhou Xiujin has always maintained a high degree of enthusiasm for learning, and has achieved excellent results in many exams.

The New Year's Day performance is coming soon, and every class needs to have students to participate. Pu Xiacheng learned about the talents of Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin through Yan Hongyu, so he encouraged Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin to sign up actively.

Ji Qing and the others refused at first, until Pu Xiacheng said that Yan Hongyu really wanted to see their performance.

Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin signed up to participate in the New Year's Day performance. The content of the performance was a piano and violin ensemble.

The song is the theme song of "Confession Love Letter". Zhou Xiujin was stunned when he heard this melody for the first time. After a long time, he said softly: "It's so strange, I seem to have heard this song a long time ago."

Ji Qing looked at the dazed Zhou Xiujin, and asked softly, "Then what did you think of when you heard it?"

"It seems that... I like you."

Every note says, I love you.

On the day of the New Year's Day performance, Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin wore suits, Zhou Xiujin sat in front of the piano and pressed black and white keys, and Ji Qing stood beside Zhou Xiujin playing the violin.

The light shone on the two of them, one handsome and the other noble, the sound of the piano and the violin fit together perfectly, as if they were made for each other.

Yan Hongyu took Yan Lingqian to sit under the stage. Yan Hongyu put on light makeup today and put on a long wine red dress. She looked at the dazzling two children and felt like crying for some reason.

Yan Hongyu lowered her head and took out a tissue from her bag, carefully wiping away her tears so as not to smudge the eyeliner.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Yan Lingqian asked puzzled.

"Because my mother is very happy." Yan Hongyu patted Yan Lingqian's head, "Seeing that my brothers are so good, my mother is so happy."

"Oh, I know, the teacher taught me this word, called tears of joy." Yan Lingqian took a tissue to help Yan Lingqian wipe away tears, "I will also be so good in the future, and make my mother as happy as today."

"Okay." Yan Hongyu hugged her daughter and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

Time flies, Yan Hongyu and Pu Xiacheng got married in the summer vacation of the second year of high school.This was the first wedding in Yan Hongyu's life. When she married Zhou Xiujin's father, they didn't hold a wedding because the family was poor. When she married Zhang Jiantong, because she was a second marriage, Zhang Jiantong didn't want to have a wedding with her.

Yan Hongyu actually told her family not to hold a wedding this time. She is so old and her children are about to go to college. Is it plausible that she still holds a wedding?

But as soon as the words fell, before the children objected, Pu Xiacheng said loudly: "Do it, it must be done, Hongyu, you are the wife I have worked so hard to pursue, and I want to marry you beautifully." Come in."

Yan Hongyu looked at her husband in front of her, and she thought that she could finally have a beautiful marriage happily.

In this marriage, there is no poverty, no deceit, and no violence. She doesn't need to care about the opinions of the world, as long as she gets the blessing of the person she loves.

Yan Hongyu put on a gorgeous wedding dress, and walked on the red carpet arm in arm with Pu Xiacheng.

On the big screen was a blessing written by Pu Xiacheng's students, Yan Hongyu and Pu Xiacheng's family.

Zhou Xiujin wrote "I wish my mother and Uncle Pu grow old together", Ji Qing wrote "Please Teacher Pu cherish the best Aunt Yan in the world", and Yan Lingqian wrote "I love you Mom, Dad Pu, and I love you too." you".

Yan Hongyu hugged Pu Xiacheng and cried bitterly, saying that the bride's appearance is the most beautiful day for a woman, and Yan Hongyu looks very good when she cries now, those tears fell on the ground as if they had turned into diamonds, shining brightly.

The day before the college entrance examination was approaching, the school was on holiday, so Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin didn't study at home, they just wandered around in the street.

The street was full of red prayer ribbons. Looking at those ribbons, Ji Qing remembered the wishes he had made many years ago, and those wishes had come true. Ji Qing was a little curious about what Zhou Xiujin wished back then. He asked curiously: "Little brother, has your original wish come true?"

Zhou Xiujin looked at Ji Qing, and said in a low voice, "It's done." His voice-changing period has passed, and now he has a young voice, deep and mellow, reminiscent of a beautiful cello.

"What wish did you make at the beginning?" Ji Qing asked.

"May the beauty last forever." The young man whispered, and he watched the person in front of him standing on tiptoe trying to touch the ribbon.

My wish is for the beauty in my life to last forever, and you are the greatest beauty in my life.