After the collapse of the character design, I was gay at the same table

Thinking of the physics test tomorrow, Han Yi didn't dare to drag Xiao Chi around, so he found a secluded place and gave him a good massage.

In midsummer, the pond is full of frogs and insects, and the air is filled with the smell of grass and damp.

The cram school is located at the foot of the mountain in the wilderness. It is an abandoned old campus of a vocational college. After the school was moved, there are few people around except for the countryside, and the animals and plants grow freely.

Han Yi pulled Xiao Chizhuan into the overgrown area, stood still and pointed at him: "Look at the corner of the wall and the pond, do they look like the Wang Bachi in our school?"

The hand was still being held by the other party, and rustling sounds could be heard from the grass from time to time, Xiao Chi froze in place suddenly, glanced over there, and jumped out a fat frog from the mugwort bush.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when the bird of unknown species standing on the treetop above his head screamed again.

Although I know that everyone is asleep at this time, but standing in the nature has a feeling of being seen through everything.

Han Yi heard the movement and didn't care about it.

There was a dilapidated stone wall behind the two of them, he leaned on Xiao Chi and slowly covered it, and when the opponent's back was about to stick to the rough wall, his warm and soft palms separated the wall.

Feeling Xiao Chi's tense nerves, Han Yi smiled lightly, and patted the other party: "You should let Chen Mo and Jiang Qizheng, who say you're cool and handsome all day long, come and see your current appearance."

Xiao Chi didn't explain anything, but instead pushed the person in front of him: "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Han Yi lowered his head unhappily: "You haven't looked at me well these days, your heart is only studying."

Of course, the goal of coming to the cram school is very clear, Xiao Chi is puzzled: "Shouldn't it be?"

"..."

"It shouldn't be!"

Seeing Han Yi's teeth itching from his anger, Xiao Chi curled his lips. The two were so close that he could even see each other's distinct eyelashes.

He curled up his fingers and touched slightly on the upturned eyelashes, Han Yi blinked in cooperation, deliberately looking innocent and pitiful.

"Now there is a peerless handsome guy standing in front of you, weak and unable to resist, don't you want to do something?"

The deliberately low voice couldn't conceal the youth's clarity, and his breaths were intertwined lightly and shallowly.

The mountains, woods, houses in the distance, the bricks, tiles, and stones beside the puddles and behind them were all completely immersed in the hazy night, and Xiao Chi watched clearly as he sank step by step.

The teenagers tasted the fruit of love for the first time, and they always tasted the marrow to know the taste. The moon above their heads was half-hidden in the clouds because of shame.

There was steaming mist floating in the air, Xiao Chi's water-colored lips parted slightly, and just as he raised his head to catch his breath, he was captured by the other party again.

Han Yi held down Xiao Chi's threatening three-chapter agreement: "Don't ignore me because of your studies. Every day before going to bed, you have to say good night to me, and you have to bobo. I haven't said it these days."

Xiao Chi feebly opened the opponent's hand: "Why are you so nervous?"

"I admit it, I just love criminals and hate people."

Xiao Chi was amused: "You are quite self-aware."

Han Yi snorted twice: "You just suppress yourself too much, you can't let go at all, I don't even feel the feeling of falling in love."

Xiao Chi had no choice but to kiss the other party: "Don't you feel like this? Then I really can't help it."

"It's like this every day." Han Yi nagging, "Dating is like this, people will become disgusting, the whole world will turn pink, and the moon will vomit when it sees us every day..."

Xiao Chi was so annoyed to hear that, he raised his head and used practical actions to stop the other party's chattering mouth.

Just as he was about to leave, he was recklessly and fiercely entangled again.

The fragile Adam's apple was gently rubbed back and forth by the other party's fingers, and he couldn't avoid the mischievous hand, so he whimpered with difficulty.

Xiao Chi at this time is enough to tempt people to have more excessive thoughts. Han Yi went blank for a moment, and the electric current in his mind collided with violent sparks, which could almost burn everything.

Beads of sweat on the forehead quickly dripped from the chin to the neck of the other party. Han Yi forced himself to look away, trying to reconnect the disconnected rationality.

Xiao Chi finally got the chance to pant with his head tilted.

Han Yi raised his hand to gently caress the other's gorgeous lips, his eyes dimmed, and he said cogently, "Brother Yi, I'll let you go this time."

The coldness that he usually pretended to have melted away long ago, Xiao Chi's eyes seemed to be filled with pools of water, and with an undetectable soft intimacy, he tilted his head and kissed the other's fingertips.

Originally, I thought it would be difficult for the iceberg to melt, but it was even more overwhelming when it turned into ice cream with cherry tips.

Han Yi couldn't bear such gazes, and turned his head in embarrassment.

However, Xiao Chi turned passive into active, spit out two words lightly, and smashed into Han Yi's heart like a meteorite: "Brother Yi."

A few diamond-like stars jumped out of the dark sky, and Han Yi heard the pounding heartbeat in his chest, arrogantly showing his presence.

Holding the other person's face, he smiled maliciously and said, "You just want to tell me something?"

Xiao Chi shook his head, and after a while, nodded again: "You stretch out your hand, and I'll tell you."

In the palm of the other party's outstretched hand, draw the traditional Chinese "囍欢你" one stroke at a time.

Han Yi raised his eyebrows: "Why do you write in traditional Chinese? What if I don't have the education to understand?"

Xiao Chi thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because it's not just a simple liking."

"It's not that I was confused for a while, and it's not that I like it a little bit or prefer it." He looked at the starlight reflected in the other party's eyes, and paused every word.

"I like you number one in the world."

……

When Han Yi floated back to the dormitory happily, one of his two giant "roommates" hadn't gone to bed yet.

Zheng Jun didn't know why the little chemistry old man's complexion suddenly changed, and he fell asleep after grading the papers, leaving him sitting at the desk with a solemn expression for more than an hour.

Keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere, Han Yi restrained his dizzy jump, and asked in a low voice for some unknown reason, "Why aren't you sleeping, teacher?"

The little chemical old man didn't speak, Han Yi touched his nose and went to wash up. While he was brushing his teeth, another person's head appeared in the mirror, even he was shocked.

"Scare me." Han Yi patted his chest, "Teacher, do you want to use the bathroom?"

The other party pointed to the small refrigerator, with no other expression on his face: "I saw a lipstick there today, and thought it was left behind by someone else."

"Ham, I brought that."

Han Yi said vigilantly: "Teacher, don't you just throw away the lipstick for me because you can't understand me tinkering with it?"

The chemistry teacher sternly asked, "Am I that kind of person?"

Han Yi felt relieved: "I knew you weren't. I'm afraid of Lao Zheng. I didn't say what you mean."

"I haven't seen this kind of lipstick before, so I want to buy one for our family."

"I can't tell you are so discerning. This is not for sale. It's the only one in the world." Han Yi grinned, "It was my birthday present from someone else."

The other party continued to insinuate insincerely: "Who sent you?"

Said that the boyfriend gave it to him for fear of making this strict and serious teacher angry, Han Yisi still couldn't show off too much after deliberation.

"Sent by someone I like."

The air froze for a moment, and the people behind were speechless for a long while before they said calmly: "Then the person you like, does he like you too?"

Han Yi felt puzzled, but didn't think too much about it: "Of course!"

Although his voice was very low, he was warm and firm: "He likes me, and I like him too. We are in love with each other, and we are the same family."

After everyone fell asleep, the slightly hunched back in front of the table tried to straighten up, and the screen of the mobile phone on the table turned on and off.

The WeChat dialog box is clearly in sight. The words I want to type are deleted, deleted, modified, two lines of words are reduced to one line, and that line of words is completely cleared. This is repeated several times, and the screen is turned off heavily.

After all, it turned into a weak sigh.

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