If I like you, I will follow you

He lowered his eyes and saw the thin redness at the end of Lin Xi's eyes that hadn't faded away. He suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, and his heart and blood were out of control. He raised his hand and touched his face covertly, suspecting that the blood was running too fast. The temperature is too high to make him blush again.

It's weird, it makes him want... want... want to kiss him.

Lin Xi looked around, there were security guards in front of him patrolling, the shopping mall was crowded on Sundays, but the passers-by miraculously walked around them, and no suspicious person was found for the time being.

But maybe it's because Chi Yue is more sensitive in this regard. Lin Xi didn't hit him, but just said: "Oh, then take precautions, please protect me well."

No, Chi Yue shook his head, stopped his obscene thoughts, and tried every means to find a topic to divert his attention: "Why are you still wearing a down jacket, isn't it hot?"

Chi Yue keenly sensed the sudden gazes of passers-by who had gone their own ways after Lin Qi showed their faces, and even some girls eagerly wanted to walk in their direction.

Chi Yue glanced at the other party, and stood in front of Lin Xi vigilantly. He was a little taller than Lin Xi, and his shoulders were a little wider, just enough to block other people's eyes.

The puberty boy's bones and flesh haven't grown to the point of toughness yet, but he has begun to take shape. This collision made Lin Xi subconsciously take a step back. He rubbed his forehead and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

Chi Yue said unhappily, "Prevent thieves."

The girl who pulled her friend over and wanted to get in touch saw his actions, comprehended something, smiled and gestured, and walked away again.

Lin Xi didn't notice their movements, and was struggling with the scarf twisted into the zipper with eyes drooping. When he walked forward, he bumped into someone's back with a "bang".

Lin Xi hadn't recovered when he entered the door, but it didn't take long for his skin to turn slightly red from the heat from the scarf. He pulled the scarf down a little to reveal his entire face.

"?"

He shook his head again, trying to get all the messy thoughts out of his head.

Lin Xi looked at him and shook his head from time to time: "..."

The heating in the shopping mall is too high, and Chi Yue can feel the heat even if he doesn't wear so many clothes. No matter how afraid the cold is, it's impossible for the big devil to not feel it.

"It's hot," Lin Xi said frankly, "but you still have to take off your clothes, lazy."

Chi Yue: "..."

Lin Xi took off the heavy down jacket and stuffed it into Chi Yue's arms solemnly: "I gave it to you, you have to treat it well."

There is a circle of snow-white fur on the brim of the hat, and there is still a little orange smell from Lin Qi's body. The clothes are too big, stuffed into Chi Yue's chest, and the soft down is blowing on his face, Chi Yue almost has the illusion that he is embracing Lin Qi .

No, you can't think that way.

I can't understand elementary school students more and more.

Lin Xi was wearing so many clothes, he didn't feel cold after taking off one piece, but felt relieved. He dragged someone Chi, who was thinking about something, and walked familiarly to the coffee shop they both frequented.

Walking to the front of the store, the sweet smell of freshly baked bread and the bitter smell of coffee beans brought back Chi Yue's sanity.

He braked in time: "Wait."

"What's the matter with you?" It's not that Lin Xi can't see that he is deliberately delaying time, but Teacher Lin thinks he is gentle and amiable. Why does Chi Xiaoren show the attitude of being punished in class? It really hurts the teacher's fragile heart well.

Chi Yue said, "I'm hungry."

“There are desserts in the coffee shop.”

"I don't want to eat dessert, I'm tired of eating."

"The last time you came here, you praised the delicious desserts, but today you said you were tired of eating them. You are so fickle."

The word "fickle" sounds like an ugly black hat, and Chi Yue is determined not to wear it.

Chi Yue changed his words: "I want to go to the bathroom."

"?" Lin Xi said sympathetically, "There are in the shop."

Chi Yue was dying: "I want to play for a while."

"Then go by yourself, I won't play with you anymore."

"I don't want to go again."

Chi Yue stood on the spot, his thoughts spinning wildly, thinking of some reasonable reason to delay the time, but before he could think of it, Lin Xi took off the scarf and wrapped it around his wrist.

The texture of the scarf is as soft as dense foam, and it doesn't feel tight when wrapped around the hands. The moment it touches the skin, there is a slightly warm temperature, as if it is the body temperature of the forest.

Lin Xi fastened his scarf and pulled him into the coffee shop: "Alright kid, don't even think about going anywhere, follow me obediently."

Chi Yue couldn't help himself, or he had already forgotten how to act. He followed Lin Qi by instinct. Halfway there, he looked down at the extra scarf and remembered something belatedly: "Wait a minute , why do I feel like you are walking your dog?"

Lin Xi clarified seriously: "I didn't mean that."

Chi Yue didn't say whether he believed it or not, but he held Lin Xi's hand anticlimactically, and tied the remaining piece of scarf around his wrist.

Lin Xi didn't get rid of it, let him do it, and asked lazily: "Chi Yue, how old are you?"

Chi Yue tied it up, looked at the hands of the two people connected by the scarf, and quietly raised his long eyebrows, "Seven years old."

Seven years old, just started elementary school, and wanted to fall in love with this guy.

After some tossing, the two finally sat on the sofa in the private room of the coffee shop.

Lin Xi raised his hand and shook it, signaling Chi Yue to untie it, then he opened Chi Yue's shoulder bag with one hand, and found a bunch of homework exercises from it.

For some unknown reason, Chi Yue mixed in the Chinese test papers, and Lin Qi slowly opened the messy test papers, and accurately figured out the Chinese language in the mid-term.

Chi Yue turned around evasively, the scarf hadn't been untied yet, when he moved, Lin Xi's arm also moved forward.

Lin Qi turned his head, his eyes extended along his hand all the way to Chi Yue's earlobe, and smiled softly: "Are you so nervous?"

Chi Yue pretended to be dead.

"Don't be nervous, I have also scored seventy points in the exam."

Chi Yue didn't relax because of this sentence, and even became more vigilant: "When?"

Lin Qi: "When the total score of the rolled noodles is [-]."

Chi Yue: "..."

Lin Xi spread out the test paper, and the thin paper made several sounds, and each sound seemed to hit Chi Yue's heart. He straightened his back and focused all his attention on the person next to him.

Lin Xi originally wanted to comfort him and let him not be so nervous, but after seeing the answer sheet, he fell silent: "..."

Following his silence, Chi Yue was almost stiff: "..."

Lin Xi closed the test paper, exhaled calmly, and opened it slowly.

Chi Yue's basic fill-in-the-blank questions didn't have many mistakes or omissions, and they were the ones who turned the tide and kept Chi Yue's score from falling to a record low.

But for other questions, reading comprehension and composition can be said to be irrelevant. Lin Xi finally understood how he was able to score [-]% in Chinese. It is the marking teacher who is kind and kind. Seeing how hard he has written so many words, he is rewarded for his hard work.

It was the first time Lin Xi saw someone who could get off topic so quickly, and the efficiency of going off topic was as good as any supercar with the fastest engine start. Those sports car designers should come to learn from the school bully.

He read the test paper and glanced at someone.

Chi Yue still carried him on his back, without saying a word, and could feel the aura of autism from his back.

Lin Xi grabbed him and faced him.

Chi Yue followed him around, with his head down, like a lifeless puppy.

Lin Qi patted his head: "Don't do that, I won't laugh at you."

Chi Yue: "Then why didn't you speak before?"

Lin Qi: "."

In fact, some things can be left unsaid.

"I've finished reading your test paper," Lin Xi organized his words and said slowly, "Your test is not very good in the eyes of the teacher, but you can't say it's not good."

Chi Yue raised his head: "?"

"Let me ask you first, what do you think is 'language'?"

Chi Yue slowly returned: "Language and culture?"

"Yes, everyone knows that Chinese is the abbreviation of language and literary culture. Language is the art of speaking. Witty words are good at speaking, and conciseness is also good at speaking. The former can describe a thing vividly, and the latter can use simple words. The language expresses complex thoughts or demands, which are very powerful. So, Chi Yue, if you were the director of the Spring Festival Gala now, and you had to choose the host, which one would you choose?"

Lin Xi's words sounded like they had nothing to do with the test paper, Chi Yue blinked his eyes, as shy as a student who was called up by the teacher to answer a question for the first time, and said slowly: "...the one who chooses the witty words. "

Lin Qi smiled and asked, "Why?"

Chi Yue replied obediently: "Because it's going to be lively."

"Why not choose another one?"

"Not suitable."

"Yes, it's inappropriate, not succinct and concise." Lin Qi picked up a pen and drew a line on Chi Yue's comprehension question: "Chi Yue, the same is true for the Chinese test paper. You didn't get a score, not because of your understanding. What a mistake, but because your answer is not suitable for appearing on the test paper."

Chi Yue's Chinese has always been very bad. Teachers who are not patient will scold him for not being enlightened. Teachers who are patient will tell him over and over again what is the correct answer and what angle to think about when encountering comprehension questions, but no one will tell him. Why his answer is wrong.

Obviously he thought he was right.

It was the first time he'd heard anyone tell him that it wasn't his fault, it just didn't fit.

Chi Yue looked at Lin Qi, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and leaned against him.

He wanted to get close to Lin Xi, and after seeing the most embarrassing side of him, this person didn't laugh at him, but gently analyzed the reasons for him, the desire to get closer became stronger.

Lin Xi noticed his approach, but didn't think much about it, just tapped his forehead lightly with a pen: "Are you the kind of teacher who asks you why Mr. Lu Xun wrote about two jujube trees, and you say it's because they are two Is that a student of Jujube Tree?"

Chi Yue: "..."

How to expose people's background.

"Except for Lu Xun himself, no one can really guess what he was thinking when he wrote about two jujube trees, so your answer cannot be said to be wrong," Lin Qi said: "But in the Chinese test paper, you write like this You will not get a point, because what you wrote is not the answer the teacher wants."

"Why do we have to write according to the answers they gave, can't other answers work?" Chi Yue asked.

Lin Qi looked at him thoughtfully.

Chi Yue was very stubborn, just as he didn't care about being squeezed out and insulted by so many people, he would also be stubborn during the exam, insisting that his answer was correct and insisting on failing the exam.

There is still a fixed calculation process in science, but not in liberal arts, so it's no wonder he always does so poorly in liberal arts.

"Why..." Lin Qi asked: "Chi Yue, do you know how many people take the college entrance examination every year?"

Chi replied uncertainly: "A few million?"

"This is the number of previous years. Now it is more than 1000 million, and it will be even higher in the future." Lin Qi explained slowly: "You treat candidates as commodities and college entrance examinations as factory tests. The answer is a standard. If there is no such Standard, more than 1000 million people, everyone expresses their own opinions, how can you let the teacher change it."

"It can be regarded as correct." Chi Yue muttered.

"Student," Lin Xi said affectionately, "What do you think the correct answer is? Is it just playing tricks, or is it just for the sake of being unfathomable? Neither, it's just training your thinking, it's teaching you how to go Read literature. If you can't even meet this standard, how can you convince the teacher that you have the ability to understand literature?"

Chi Yue finally understood that Brother Lin Xi was telling him euphemistically that a fool with insufficient IQ can't even understand books, so how can he learn in a more profound direction?

"..." Chi Yue asked hesitantly, "Are you scolding me?"

Lin Qi said sincerely, "Really not."

Chi Yue's expression was still suspicious.

Lin Xi began to jump to the next topic: "Let's talk about your composition."

Chi Yue looked at him seriously without blinking: "Yes."

Chi Yue's composition also digressed, he wanted to write about spring, and Chi Yue wrote so much in the first paragraph, it can be summed up in eight words "I hate spring, I don't write".

Lin Xi sighed imperceptibly, and turned his eyes: "Except for going off topic, everything else is fine."

It may be that his tone of voice was too calm, as if he had just made a small mistake, so that Chi Yue didn't realize it for a while. "Going off topic" was already the biggest problem, and he still stared at him: "Where is it good?"

Lin Qi said the most contrary words in his life without changing his face: "Everywhere is good, the literary talent is brilliant."

The author has something to say: Don’t believe me when you say polite words (.

It was cold and windy outside, but it was as warm as spring in Xingyue Bay.

He was shocked by this lazy attitude for a second, and said silently: "I can help you."

"That's what you said."

Chi Yue replied awkwardly: "Of course."