The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Mother Zhong hesitated for a while, and finally let go: "Actually, you have made your own decisions all these years. Just like going to college, you can handle this matter yourself. No matter what, Mom will support you."

Zhong Ming put away the agreement, had lunch at home, and went to the school. At around twelve o'clock, his cell phone rang suddenly. When he saw that Ling Zhi had just called, he coughed and answered the phone. come over.

"What do you mean by the note you left?"

Zhong Ming stood at the French window on the westernmost side of the teaching building, watching the people coming and going outside: "It's nothing interesting, I just don't think I'm suitable for the ring, you can leave it to someone who is more suitable for him."

"Where are you now, I'll find you."

"I'm at school, and there's the last exam in the afternoon. I have an exam, so I have to hurry up and study, so I won't meet you. I'll talk about it when I go back tonight."

Ling Zhi just hung up the phone, held the note in his inner hand, put on his coat, and went directly to Zhong Ming's school.

After arriving at the school, he immediately called Zhong Ming. This time, he might have answered the call in the classroom. His voice was low and low: "Didn't you tell me, I'll talk about it when I go back tonight?"

"Come out, I'm in your school now."

After hearing this, Zhong Ming hurried out of the classroom, looked out of the French windows at the end of the corridor, and saw Ling Zhigang, standing there, in the same position as when they first met on campus, The same posture, except that Ling Zhigang didn't have a cigarette in his hand.

He ran down quickly, and Ling Zhigang waved to him from a distance, and said, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Have you eaten early?"

"I saw your note as soon as I got home, so I won't be in the mood to eat it again." Ling Zhi just opened the car door after speaking: "Get in the car."

"My schoolbag is still in the classroom..."

"Don't worry, it won't take you long."

Zhong Ming just got into the car. Ling Zhi just drove the car to a secluded road at the far east of their school, and stopped under a big sycamore tree. He took out the ring and spread it on the palm of his hand : "Put it on."

Zhong Ming didn't reach out to take it, but asked, "Which ring is this the first one you gave him?"

Without waiting for Ling Zhi to answer, Zhong Ming said again: "I am a person who has a spiritual obsession with cleanliness. Don't give me things that you have given to others before. I only accept things that you have never given before. thing."

Ling Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "This ring is something I have never given before."

"You still lied to me." Zhong Ming said, "I know all about it. I went to the jewelry store you told me about, and all the waiters in the store told me that you were their regular customer." He said Then, the tone became a bit harsh: "You are still the VIP in their store."

Ling Zhi just sat back, looked at Zhong Ming, and laughed: "Are you angry because of this?"

"I don't want what's left by others. I hope you treat me differently from others."

"Take it, this is something I have never given to anyone else." Ling Zhigang said, and handed him the ring: "I used to give them jewelry, because women like to wear clothes and shoes And purses, it’s jewelry, I do frequent that store, but it’s the first time for me to give a ring, the ring is different from other things, there is no idea of ​​being together, how can I give it away so easily?”

Zhong Ming was skeptical, but still took the ring over: "I don't know if what you said is true or not." He said, with a bit of resentment in his tone: "Why do you have so many criminal records? I have to be frightened, because I am afraid that there is something I don’t know, and I am always afraid to find that there are some things that I care about, which are not what I imagined.”

"Then you ask me all at once. If you have any worries in your heart, you can ask. No matter what the question is, I will answer you seriously."

Holding the ring, Zhong Ming lay down on the seat and thought about it seriously, but he couldn't think of anything after thinking about it aimlessly, so he sighed and said, "You make me think like this, I'm sorry. I can't think of it for a while... By the way, I think of one."

He said, facing Ling Zhigang's eyes, and said: "This is the most shocking and terrifying thing to me. I used to watch TV or read novels, and I would be chilled to the bone when I saw such a plot."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Zhigang's mouth: "What is it?"

"Did you take me as someone's stand-in?"

"substitute?"

Zhong Ming nodded: "You used to like someone, but that person died, or that person didn't like you at all, you had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and find me who looks similar to that person..."

Ling Zhi just laughed before he finished speaking, wiped his face, and lay down on the seat.

"why are you laughing?"

"Did you write too many scripts, and people live in illusion?"

Ling Zhigang said with a smile: "In real life, how could there be such a thing as you said."

"Art comes from life. Since there are such plots, there will be such examples in reality. If you can't get genuine goods, you will find a fake one. This is also normal. Anyway, it is not good to have a lot of single feelings. I think this is the scariest point, every time I see the ending and find out that the hero used the heroine as a substitute, I feel very sad, I can’t let such a tragic thing happen to me.”

Ling Zhi just shook his head: "I didn't take you as a substitute for anyone, because I haven't met anyone as good-looking as you."

"Cut..." Zhong Ming snorted, the corners of his mouth seemed to want to laugh, but he didn't, and held back: "You are always glib, I don't know who you learned from."

"It doesn't matter who I learn from, what matters is who I learn for."

Zhong Ming played with the ring in his hand: "Then who did you learn it for?"

"For a little bastard who doesn't know what to do and who is sensitive and suspicious, it's fine if he can't see my sincerity, but he keeps accusing me of various crimes and punishes me for the mistakes I made in the past."

"This is you

Giving someone a ring for the first time? "

"I swear, absolutely."

Only then did Zhong Ming put away the ring, and Ling Zhigang asked, "What are you pretending to do, put it on."

"I have an exam."

"A ring will not delay your exam. I sent it all the way..."

Zhong Ming looked at Ling Zhigang, and put the ring on his finger: "I heard from the waiter in the store that this ring was made to order by you?"

Ling Zhigang nodded: "The ring has to be made to order, otherwise it will be difficult to fit the size."

"But I haven't seen you measure the size of my finger?"

Ling Zhi just smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Why haven't you measured it? I have measured it several times to give you this ring."

Zhong Ming thought about it carefully, and asked, "Did you measure it while I was sleeping?"

Ling Zhi just shook his head, took his hand wearing the ring, and held it in the palm of his hand.Zhong Ming didn't know what Ling Zhigang meant, until Ling Zhigang raised his hand and opened his mouth to kiss his finger, then he quickly retracted and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to know how I measure it? I just measure it with my mouth."

Zhong Ming felt hot in his heart, remembering that Ling Zhigang always sucked and kissed his fingers in the past.But this seems a bit unreal. How can you use your mouth to get the size of your fingers? He retracted his hands and said, "You lied to me, don't you still have the mouth to try one by one with wooden sticks, and then find one? A wooden stick about the size of my finger, and measure the size of the stick?"

Ling Zhigang nodded: "This is not the ridiculous thing I did for you."

Zhong Ming seemed to believe it, but he didn't seem to believe it, but a strange flush appeared on his face, which looked very moving.Ling Zhigang grabbed his hand and crossed his fingers: "I'm hungry, you can have a meal with me."

"I've eaten, I'm not hungry." Zhong Ming didn't withdraw his hand, but let Ling Zhigang hold it, while he lowered his head and looked at his knees.

"Then treat it as being with me. I haven't seen you all morning."

Zhong Ming moved his lips, as if hesitating to speak, his expression was a little mocking, but his eyes were a little shy, and the corners of his mouth moved, as if there was a kind of unbearable enthusiasm: "It's only been one morning, I don't believe you have such miss me."

"I'm serious, I think I'm really exaggerating." Ling Zhigang said: "Even when I'm at work, all I think about is you. I want to call you, but Fearing that you would get bored, I hesitated all morning thinking about it."

"Tch, it should be just for a few seconds, right? Who will believe your words?"

Ling Zhigang showed an aggrieved expression: "What I said is true, why don't you believe it?"

Zhong Ming suddenly laughed, turned around and looked at Ling Zhigang, hooked his fingers and said, "Come here."

As soon as Ling Zhi just looked at him, with a smile that seemed to be not a smile on the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head and leaned over, and Zhong Ming kissed Ling Zhigang's face sideways.

"And here..." Ling Zhigang pointed to his lips.

"I'll kiss you next time."