same-sex repulsion 1

Yan Ming carefully supported Discipline, holding the umbrella with his left hand, leaning towards Discipline as much as possible.

The two walked slowly in the rain.

Discipline hurts.

I didn't react when I bumped into it. I had the spare time and energy to think about it, and all kinds of strange questions filled my brain in an instant.

But after a while, when the nerve endings in the body and all over the place transmit the signal to the cerebral cortex accurately and accurately through the neurons, the real pain is like fireworks in the brain, and the body blooms with a "bang", fully reflected .

Painful mind went blank.

It took a long time for the painful brain to realize that Yan Ming was supporting him now.

The sleeves that were partially soaked by the rain on the ground were stuck to the arms, and only the half sleeves of a school uniform were worn underneath, and the arms were aching.

In the other hand he held his own umbrella.

Ah - my old arms and legs.

Still cold and hungry.

How can I be so unlucky...

Although I walked very slowly, because the school branch is not very big, and the cafeteria is not far from Building A and Building B, I arrived quickly.

The hall outside is the students' canteen, and the inside is the classroom canteen.

Yan Ming put away the umbrella at the door, walked from the student cafeteria to the classroom cafeteria with discipline.

Putting the umbrella aside at the door, he asked Discipline to sit down very close to the cooking place, and then walked over to get two dinner plates.

"What do you want to eat? I'll help you fight."

"Hmm..." Discipline looked at it, "I want tofu! And... meat."

He was very entangled in whether to slip the meat or the pot.

Yan Ming filled him with tofu and rice, turned around and looked at Discipline: "Do you want both?"

Discipline only has food in his eyes at the moment, which is shiny.His eyes, which had never been able to see emotions and thoughts, now clearly showed this person's thoughts, and the brilliance in his eyes was like the stars in the night sky.

"is it okay?"

Yan Ming smiled.

There is no limit to the teacher's cafeteria here, as long as you can eat it, you can hit as much as you want.

He looked at discipline like a child waiting for candy, sitting there obediently, still very sensible.

When I asked the phrase "Can I?" carefully.

Yan Ming felt that a place in his heart was completely soft.

"It will be all right."

He served Discipline the food first, then took two pairs of chopsticks and put them on the table, then turned to serve himself the food.

"Thank you, teacher..."

"It's okay, let's eat." Yan Ming sat on the opposite side of discipline.

Discipline picked up the chopsticks and ate while enduring the pain in his right arm.

In the face of favorite dishes and pain, it is a bit difficult to balance.

Eating disciplinedly, I feel that the pain that usually relieves over time has not diminished.

He has always been in good health, even if it is said that he was overworked in the third year of high school, it should not have much impact.He gently put down his chopsticks and rolled up his sleeves to his upper arms.

Well...

Even through the sleeve, there is still a large piece of skin scratched, the blood is not very much, it doesn't look very scary.

Watching the discipline put down his chopsticks, Yan Ming watched the discipline while eating.After seeing his wound, he frowned unobtrusively.

"You eat first, and I will take you to the medicine later."

"Ah."

Yan Ming gave discipline a lot.He didn't hold much for himself, he ate very quickly, but his actions were not rude at all, he looked very gentle.

After eating, he took out his mobile phone and called the branch school doctor.

"Hey?

are you still there?

A student on my side is injured and I want to give him medicine.

Do you have a spare key or something?

Um, ok, thank you.

Goodbye.

"

He finished his phone call, and Yan Ming also finished eating.

The two walked back to the infirmary in Building B together.

At the door, Discipline was leaning lazily against the wall, holding two umbrellas in his hands.Watching Yan Ming walk to the opposite side, he opened the fire hydrant, and took out a bunch of keys from a corner of the cabinet.

Why is there a spare key in the infirmary?

He was very curious in his heart.

Yan Ming pushed open the door of the infirmary, turned on the light, let Discipline come in, and closed the door behind him.

Why are you closing the door?

I don't know much about discipline, but I still didn't ask.

"Sit on the bed." Without looking at him, Yan Ming went to a door next to him, found a key from a bunch of keys, and opened the door tentatively.

The door opened, and he walked in and out, and when he came out, he had two small bottles in his hand.

It's alcohol cotton and potions.

Discipline did not put down the sleeves he rolled up, and he simply sat on the edge of the bed at this moment, leaning against the head of the bed.Watching Yan Ming put two small bottles on the side cabinet, he brought a chair over.Sitting in a chair by myself.

When he unscrewed the bottle cap, his wrist was facing him, and the watch on his wrist was inadvertently exposed from the sleeve, dangling in front of discipline.

Discipline saw the watch clearly, and squinted his eyes again.

Hey, rich people.

The brand of this watch is unusual, let alone this year's limited edition...

It's just that Yan Ming is low-key and never puts his watch in a conspicuous position.

I knew he was rich, but I never thought he could be so rich.

When Yan Ming was ready, Discipline was still submerged in a subtle state of envy and wanting to complain about the rich.

"Arm, stretch out."

Strict words brought discipline back to life at once.

He stretched out his arms obediently and turned slightly sideways to make Yan Ming more convenient.

I am really caring OvO.

Yan Ming held Ji Ji's arm with his left hand, and there was no impeding contact between the skins, making Ji Ji unconsciously want to retract his arm.

In fact, Yan Ming doesn't wear much. Casual clothes are just long-sleeved shirts and trousers. It's better to discipline yourself. At least there is a school uniform jacket outside the half sleeves.But the hand is not cold at all, even hotter than discipline's own arm.

It was a little uncomfortable at first, but the arms quickly adapted to the temperature.

It's quite comfortable...

But when Yan Ming began to disinfect with alcohol cotton, Discipline changed his mind.

"Ah!" Disciplinary cried out in a low voice at the sudden tingling sensation.

"Hiss..." He took a breath.

Why is this more painful than hitting that one!

This time, I consciously backed up the whole body, but my legs were not on the bed, so it was no different from not backing up.

"Don't move, let me take it easy..."

Yan Ming didn't feel impatient at all.Gently reassure discipline. "It will be fine soon."

He felt Discipline's arms tighten.

"If you back up again, I will use my strength?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Discipline said hurriedly, and stretched his arms forward in a flattering way.

Because of the cooperation of discipline, the medicine was finished very quickly.

Discipline originally wanted to go back to work with Yan Ming after putting down his sleeves, but seeing that the other party had no intention of tidying up things and putting them back in place.

"Teacher, are you not going back to class?"

"Leg, I'll give you medicine."

"what..."

Yan Ming saw it.When the two of them walked together, they noticed that he was a little unnatural when walking.

I have felt the discipline for a long time, but it didn't hurt very much, so I didn't say anything, I planned to go home and talk about it.Besides, it's troublesome to get the trouser legs up.

But since Yan Ming said everything, he should take some medicine.

He rolled up his trouser legs and looked at the injured part himself.

is on the right side of the knee.

It still hurts when I bend my legs.

"Take off your shoes and go to bed."

A brief silence.

"Ah?" The young man's clear voice was obviously a little surprised, but also tinged with resistance. "No, no, teacher, I can do it myself, so I'll do it."

"Huh?" The nasal voice carried an undeniable meaning.

In fact, Yan Ming's feeling for everyone, or the way he is in everyone's mind, is not such a strong appearance.

But apparently, discipline doesn't think so.

He obediently took off some wet canvas shoes, bent his legs, and put the injured leg on the bed.

There is really no way.

Yan Ming threw the used cotton into the trash can, and took out a new ball of cotton.

The free hand rests on the disciplined calf.

Discipline's skin is very fair. Although he has been wearing shorts in summer, he is not very tanned.

His fine hair is not heavy, and there is almost no hair on his calf. After the skin is touched, the delicate touch is undeniably transmitted to the brain through the body.

It's obviously a position where discipline can take medicine without any effort, and it's not like I don't know it.

Why let him take off his shoes and come to bed, let me blurt out the words to give him medicine?

why?

His gaze was attracted by the fair skin of his legs, and his eyes were deep but not noticed by anyone.

Including himself.

The insignificant dazed mind woke up in time at the moment he realized it, and quickly wiped the injured skin with alcohol cotton as if to cover up something, but he didn't have the strength to grasp it.

Discipline's calf muscles tensed all of a sudden, but he restrained the thought of retreating.

He stared at the head of the man who was lowering his head to disinfect himself.

But she never thought to meet the eyes he looked up at her all of a sudden.

His pupils reflected himself, but it seemed that there was nothing there, and the restraint he tried his best reflected in his eyes, but it was nothing that made Discipline cautious, wanting to speculate.

What is he thinking?

What will he do?

For some reason, the heart beat heavier and faster, and the frequency became faster and faster.

out of control.

Boys, at the age of discipline, can probably be called men. No matter what kind of character they are, quiet, lively, calm, or even a little cowardly, their unavoidable nature is the worship and pursuit of power—just because Differences in personality lead to different ways and means of pursuing worship power.

But the same thing is that they all worship the strong and follow the strong.

Surrender to the strong, or work harder to surpass the strong, will also happen.

Discipline felt that something was different.

He closed his eyes and didn't look at Yan Ming.Sometimes he frowned slightly because of the stimulation of the potion, but his delicate face did not detract from it.

After applying the medicine, Yan Ming put away the medicine and threw away the used cotton.Only after that was the disciplined half-dried trousers put down.

"Okay, pay attention tonight, if you don't walk less, you'll be fine."

After all, discipline is really not serious.

Discipline opened his eyes, but he was always indifferent.

"Thank you, teacher."

The two returned to the class.

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happy New Year!