That bastard has his baby in his stomach

This time, after Professor Ouyang had finished his lesson, he got excited and talked for a long time, directly ignoring that this is a group of rookies who have just entered their sophomore year, and directly talked about the most spectacular sculpture miracle in the history of Chinese sculpture: Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses.Speaking of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Dynasty, Professor Ouyang is rare without irony.So Duan Qing was still very sleepy. He listened to a class like a ghost, his mind was full of muddleheadedness, and finally hoped that Professor Ouyang would finish his lecture. Duan Qing lay down on the table again. : "Duanqing, Duanqing, you are still sleeping! How can you sleep better than me!" Duanqing snorted in her heart: It is because you can sleep that I sat behind you. So conspicuous, who would have thought that the combination of two people would be even more conspicuous!

Han Wen babbled on for a while and still couldn't wake him up, so he turned back dully.He and Duan Qingyuan Yi are both classmates. Although his name is so elegant, in fact, his family is not scholarly at all. His son is also a little bit architectural, and he is not happy with Han Wen. He does not have that artistic accomplishment, so he has nothing to look forward to when he comes here, but he is able to become a classmate with Duan Qingyuanyi, a proud man like Duan Qingyuanyi. , can be considered fate.Han Yu couldn't get along with them before, Yuan Yi had an air of alienation, and Duan Qing seemed to be close to strangers every day. He didn't expect that he would come to sit behind him these days. Being at the same table as Yuan Yi made Han Wen happy for a while.After all, he is also a classmate!And now I'm still the same as myself, I like to sleep, that's great.Han Wen was happy and went to play games with his mobile phone.

Zhang Jiarun glanced at Duan Qing who continued to sleep on the table, Duan Qing didn't turn to him when he was sleeping, he just nestled in his arms and slept dimly.Zhang Jiarun is a little strange, he is a rough Shandong man, and he also thinks that the love story is good-looking, the back is good-looking, it looks like a painting, well, that person from Jiangnan is good-looking, regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl.What Zhang Jiarun wondered was how he would be at the same table with him. When Duan Qing came, he said a word and drove away his original tablemate, so he occupied this position from now on.Haven't spoken to him much these days.Zhang Jiarun didn't dare to talk to him if he didn't speak.This young master has a bad temper, and his face has never been sunny. He even ignores Han Wen when he talks to him.He is still his high school classmate!

During the second class, Zhang Jiarun woke him up cautiously. Duan Qing was very pleasant when he first woke up, but after waking up, he hated it. His eyebrows raised, his eyes narrowed, and his long eyelashes brushed like a small fan Zhang Jiarun knew that his voice was loud, so he lowered his voice cautiously: "It's time for class. That, that class is still Teacher Ouyang's." This damn college course, This damn architecture department!It's just learning architecture, but you have to learn sketching!Still have to learn sculpture!You have to learn from the terracotta warriors!Duanqing cursed in her heart and got up.With a bad expression on his face, Zhang Jiarun looked at his tangled eyelashes and thought, what his mother said is true, people with long eyelashes are very powerful!Very bad temper!Zhang Jiarun shook his head in his heart, the young master had a bad temper.

Duan Qing flipped through the textbook and pinched her stomach vigorously, sobering up.This class was finally muddled through, and finally the get out of class was over.Duan Qing walked out holding the textbook, Yuan Yi caught up with him: "Young Tang!" Duan Qing stood down: "Yuan Yi." Yuan Yi looked at him: "Where should we go for dinner? Or outside the school?" They are all eaten outside the school, and the young master Duan Qing doesn't eat a single bite of the meal in the cafeteria.Yuan Yi naturally pulled him out, Duan Qing hesitated this time: "I want to go back to eat." Yuan Yi was surprised: "Go home?" He didn't come for a week, Duan Qing not only changed the tablemate Yes, even the habits have changed.Yuan Yi looked at him suspiciously, at this point Duan Xuan should have gone home long ago, he usually has two classes in the morning and two in the afternoon, if there are classes in the afternoon.

No one will pick him up, and besides, there are only two hours at noon, and they still have 4 public classes in the afternoon.There are still a lot of sophomore courses. In order to cultivate high-achieving students, their school arranges all the courses in freshmen, freshmen and sophomores. They want those with high IQs to graduate early, and they also want them to practice more in their juniors and seniors. So they have a lot of courses.In the afternoon, there are two English lessons and two construction economics lessons. Class was about to start at 01:30, and Yuan Yi asked doubtfully, "Can you make it?" Duan Qing didn't really want to tell him where Qin Shao lived, so he couldn't tell if he was hiding from him these days?Yuan Yi could see that he had been classmates with Duan Qing for so many years, how could he not see it!Not even at the same table!Yuan Yi stood opposite him and looked at him, Duan Qing said guiltily: "My brother didn't leave, I, I'm with him."

Yuan Yi put his hand in his pocket and shook it secretly: "Okay then." Seeing Duan Qing looking at him suspiciously, Yuan Yi felt that his tone was too strange, so he laughed: "Don't oversleep this afternoon, English class, the teacher needs roll call!" Duan Qing coughed: "Don't worry, I won't sleep anymore! Then I'm leaving." Yuan Yi let him go.

Duan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, Yuan Yi is not easy to deal with, it's better to be my current stupid deskmate, it's not wrong to change my deskmate.Duan Qing started to walk to the place where Qin Shao lived, he was right, where is Duan Xuan really.I used to go home, but these days I come every day, Duan Qing is a little unhappy, because compared to Yuan Yi, Duan Xuan is more difficult to talk about.Especially when facing a table of dishes.Although Duan Xuan is similar to what he eats, the taste is light, especially in this late summer season, Qin Shao's cooking is very light, and the two of them don't know when they bought the food. Their graduate courses are really leisurely, only two sessions class, I still like to go or not.

Duan Qing was thinking in a mess, holding a bowl of rice and eating a bowl.Duan Xuan gave him some food: "Young Tang, there are not many classes. Is there any class in the afternoon?" Duan Qing nodded: "There are still four classes." Duan Xuan sighed: "It's almost time for high school. Then you Eat more, so you won’t be hungry in the afternoon.” So he filled Duan Qing with another bowl of rice, and Duan Qing swallowed hard: “I don’t want to eat. I’m full.” Duan Xuan was surprised: “I only ate for a while. Bowl." Duan Qing was so depressed that he was dying, he used to be so good at eating!Qin Shao looked at his expression and wanted to laugh: "It's fine if you can't eat it. Yutang, eat more." Duan Qing nodded repeatedly: "Well, you eat, you eat more."

Qin Shao watched him leave the dinner table pretendingly, and started to watch TV. It was always the problem. After changing all the channels three times, he finally found one.Duan Xuan was tired from watching, and shook his head: "Watching TV with him, my eyes should be short-sighted within a year." Duan Qingdekong replied: "Who said, you are not short-sighted. Neither am I." Xuan Xiao: "That's because you don't lie on it every day." Duan Qing cut her voice, Qin Shao often sees the scene where the two brothers bicker, and they can talk about trivial things, and you can't talk about the substance. It's just a simple bickering, that kind of intimacy in the bones is overflowing, Qin Shao is very kind in his heart, but after being kind for a while, he feels that it is not a good taste.Duan Qing clearly knows that the person he likes is Duan Xuan, but she can still quarrel with Duan Xuan as before, after sharing the bed with her every night.Doesn't he have any grudges in his heart?Still don't care about yourself at all?He doesn't care about himself at all, but sleeps with himself! ! !

Qin Shao held the chopsticks a little stiffly, Duan Xuan asked: "Are you busy recently? Is Uncle Qin still going?" Qin Shao shook his head: "I didn't go this week, I just started school, and I will settle down in a few days Say it again."

Duan Xuan smiled and said, "Youtang is causing you trouble."

He said so out of the ordinary, as if their brothers were close relatives, Qin Shao felt that he was on the edge of a horn, and he smiled: "Where, he has classes every day, he just comes back at night, basically the same as my schedule." Duan Xuan Nodded: "That's good." Qin Shao smiled.While the two were talking for a while, they didn't hear Duan Qing changing the channel. Qin Shao glanced at it and found that he was asleep.There was no place to stretch his long legs, and he was holding back on the sofa. Qin Shao stood up and hugged him with both hands. Duan Xuan coughed. Looking at him was also a little stiff, and his eyes were obviously looking at Duan Qing.Qin Shao felt weird for a moment, and was embraced by himself with a smile: "Young Tang, the child, fell asleep as soon as he said he would sleep. It's not comfortable here, so go upstairs to sleep. Yutang, you can just sit down. He carried him up." Duan Xuan smiled and said, "Okay." Even if he wanted to, he was powerless to hold him, Duan Xuan just watched Qin Shao pick him up easily, Duan Qing fell into a deep sleep, unexpectedly did not wake up.Duan Xuan stood in the living room feeling a bit lost.

Qin Shao put him on the bed and covered him with a thin quilt. After watching him for a while, he went downstairs. There was Duan Xuan downstairs. Qin Shao talked with Duan Xuan and asked him to rest. The weather is not so hot. It wasn't that cold, but the temperature was right, so his health improved a bit, and he stopped coughing all day long, and it was Qin Shao's place, so Mrs. Duan didn't force him to go back.

Duan Xuan chose Duan Qing's bedroom: "Ye Lin, I'll sleep in the same room with You Tang, and you can go to rest too." Qin Shao subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay." If Duan Xuan slept in his bedroom Now, he should go to sleep in the living room.

After closing the door, Duan Xuan looked at Duan Qing. Duan Qing's sleeping posture was still very selfish. Qin Shao put him in. After a while, he was already sleeping on the side, stretched all over the place.The thin quilt is all kicked off.Duan Xuan sat on the edge of his bed and tucked the quilt for him, wanting to smile, a little sad.He has been sleeping alone since he was a child. When he was very young, he slept on a small bed surrounded by fences. He couldn't fall off, so he was allowed to sleep alone.No matter how big or small the bed couldn’t fit, he switched to the big one. At that time, he was so naughty that he rolled over and ran all over the bed to sleep. It hurts to fall.The nanny was sleeping next to him, not even covering him with a quilt!At that time, he could still hug him. Although he was fat, he could still hug him.Take him to his room and sleep with him.The child didn't have the habit of sleeping with others, and he was kicked awake many times, and finally he was really tired. Both of them fell asleep, and he stared at the quilt, and the two of them slept until dawn in thin pajamas.In the morning, the child was not frozen, and was still lively and cute, crying very loudly.Instead, he was dying, and a severe cold almost killed him.His immune system was too bad, too bad... Since then, Mrs. Duan never allowed them to sleep together.

Duan Xuan took a long breath, feeling panicked in his heart.He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, picked up the English book on Duan Qing's desk, and read it calmly.He can't think too much. Asthma is a disease that can be big or small. It may be fine if you meet someone with a better physique, but it won't be good if you meet him. The root cause of his disease is too long. It is congenital and will never be cured. alright.These years, he was born in a medicine tank and was raised day and night. He has not deteriorated, and he has not caused obstructive emphysema and chronic pulmonary heart disease due to long-term repeated attacks. This is already very good, very good .

Duan Qing didn't sleep well, so she hit him with her hand, and took away his discomfort. Duan Xuan held his hand and smiled.Just like before, every time he was too sick to stay indoors, he would run into his room.Although it was sabotage, even though he searched here and there and turned his room into a mess, but he was happy in his heart.I'm glad the kid is willing to come and play with him.After being banned by Mrs. Duan and the doctor, she was still willing to come and play with him.He looked at Xiaotang who was playing by himself in his room, and felt sad, this child was as lonely as him.Duan Jingyuan kept him under strict control, he was almost not allowed to go out to play, and he didn't even go to kindergarten.Just hired a teacher at home.He is 6 years old, but he doesn't even have a companion.He didn't have a companion, and he had no choice but to run to his room because he had no one to play with.

Duan Xuan held his hand and took a deep breath. He should thank Duan Jingyuan, thank Duan Jingyuan for treating him so strictly, depriving the child of the childhood he should have, and letting him live with him as a last resort.Children must also hate him, hate him lying sickly, can't play with him like a big brother, run the train with him, shoot guns with him, play hide-and-seek with him, go out and jump with him, and can't even hug him he.Even, the time to play with him is very short, and they have to be sneaky.Once discovered by the doctor and Mrs. Duan, the child will be said a few words, and then will be forcibly taken away by the nanny.

Duan Xuan's eyes were a little wet. He remembered that once, the child refused to leave no matter what. He was holding on to the door frame, and accidentally got his hands caught by the door brought up by the nanny, crying earth-shatteringly.He was so anxious that he fell off the bed and alarmed the doctor again.When he was honestly lying on the hospital bed, he thought that the child would not come, but when he saw him sneaking in at night, he stopped crying.Hands are also bandaged.This time he was honest, sitting on his bed and looking at him, his face was stinky, and he said something unpleasant: "You are not dead." A 6-year-old child, who can't speak, said what he actually thought, yes I'm afraid he will die.Duan Xuan stretched out his hand to touch his head: "Don't worry, I won't die." The little kid was relieved and happy: "That's good. I'm leaving." Duan Xuan stopped him: "Play again In a while, I'll give you biscuits and chocolates." He thought he really wanted him to stay, so that with this method, when children like to eat candies, Duan Jingyuan controlled all his candies .Sure enough, when the child heard that there were chocolate biscuits to eat, he was immediately happy.Duan Xuan gave him all his chocolate biscuits, and the child sat on the ground with a large box of biscuits in his arms.The mouth is black when eating.Duan Xuan looked at him and smiled, feeling that the pain on his body was not so unbearable for a while.Youtang has always liked to eat snacks, especially sweets, and has been unable to stop them since she was a child, no matter how painful her teeth are.That night was the same. The child ate too much and had a toothache.After making a fuss for half the night, I was still willing to play with him the next day.

Duan Xuan was ashamed, and blushed a little when thinking of those past events.He glanced at Duan Qing, Duan Qing's face was already straightened, and sweat was forming on his face, no wonder he kicked off the quilt.Duan Xuan put down the book and wiped his sweat with his hand.Kissed on his smooth forehead, the same simple kiss as when he was a child, without any lust.