my brother is not cute at all

At dawn, Hou Zeqi was awakened by a dull pain from his shoulder blades while turning over. He slowly opened his eyelids and propped up his body, and then the burning pain in all parts of his body immediately converged to his central nervous system from all directions.

"hiss!"

He took a deep breath, and even his throat was filled with a sweet, fishy and pungent tingling pain.

He rubbed his numb temples, and the image of being knocked over on the floor last night suddenly flashed through his mind, and his brain, which was originally fragmented due to drunkenness, burst into loud noises!It was as if a skull had been smashed by a thunderous thunder.

Fuck!

Everyone else is drunk/sex, what the fuck did he do drunk last night? !

Just as he was thinking, there was a muffled "bang" sound outside the door. Hou Zeqi was shocked, and immediately jumped out of the bed with all his hands and feet, and rushed out of the room without even caring about pulling a piece of clothes.

The crooked sofa in the living room still bears the traces of the fight last night. In addition, there are several huge cardboard boxes and two trolley suitcases piled up. He quickly recognized the style, and then it was like being slapped in the head As if cursing in a low voice: "Fuck!"

Opening the door of the second bedroom, it was as empty as he expected.

The fuck just ran away from home?can't you?

Before he had time to think about it, he rushed up to the attic with a single stride of his long legs.

"Yang Yue!"

No living room, no fitness room.

"Yang Yue, where have you been? Come out!"

Boom, boom, down the stairs.

"Xiaoyue! Come out!"

No kitchen, no dining room, no small balcony.

"Little Moon!"

"Small--"

The door of the bathroom was slammed open, Yang Yue was leaning against the door holding a basin full of daily necessities, staring at him eeriely with a cold, bloodless little face.

Hou Zeqi froze on the spot, blinked his eyes, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "My ancestor, you scared me to death, I thought you—hey!"

A bottle of shampoo with quite real content flew towards me!Hou Zeqi quickly got out of the way!

--boom!

- Whoops!

The body of the bottle hit the tea table behind him, instantly smashing the water cups, vases and tissue boxes on the table to pieces!

Hou Zeqi turned around in fear, and suddenly felt that it was Yang Yue's greatest kindness to him that he was able to open his eyes alive this morning.

Seeing Yang Yue striding towards a pile of sorting boxes, he didn't care to think about it, so he reached out to stop it.

"Speak well if you have something to say, don't pack your things."

As soon as her big hands touched her thin shoulders, Yang Yue picked up a comb from the water basin and slashed at his arm!

It was Hou Zeqi who reacted quickly, and the moment he dodged, he was rubbed lightly, and the sharp sawtooth instantly left a few tiny blood holes on the edge of his arm.

"hiss--"

In the time it took to gasp in pain, Yang Yue had already put the water basin on the suitcase with a bang, picked up the backpack on it and the sneakers at the door, and opened the anti-theft door with a whoosh.

"Hey, don't—"

Boom!

Hou Zeqi took a deep breath, and scratched his messy hair very big.

He's screwed, he thought.

After Yang Yue left, Hou Zeqi's first reaction was to chase after him. After taking two steps, he realized that there was only a small piece of fabric wrapped around his body. He stopped in time, went back to the room and quickly put on his clothes, and then Step out and sink yourself into the soft sofa in the living room.

He took out his phone and saw that Yang Yue had already blocked all the contact methods he could block. He flicked the phone, leaned on the sofa and quietly recalled what happened last night. The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged.

Obviously it was Yang Yue who made the mistake first, but why did it seem like he made some big mistake in the end?

You were the one who quarreled first, and you were the one who moved your hands first. Even if you are cute, you can't be so unreasonable, right?

Thinking of this, he sighed dumbfounded.

No, since he left in anger, he has to be responsible for finding it back, otherwise Hou Chenghai would have to break his leg if he knew the cause and effect of the incident.

On the other side, Yang Yue walked to the school hospital with flamboyant steps, and the first thing she said when she walked to the door of the department after registration was: "Is there a thermometer? I have a fever."

The doctor who was writing the prescription with his head down paused for a moment, then raised his head: "..."

Ten minutes later, he sighed and pushed Yang Yue into the hospital bed of the school, pointed at his nose and shouted: "It's already 10 degrees 38! I just thought of coming to the hospital today! Why did you go so early?! Burning stupid Bar?"

Yang Yue: "..."

He went back to his room last night and kept packing his things. He thought that he would contact the agent to see the house early this morning, and if he rented a suitable house, he would move out of that crappy place that was out of sight and out of mind as soon as possible.

Who would have thought that the moment he stepped out of the unit door early this morning, he almost fell to the ground because of dizziness, and finally managed to come to the school hospital, lying on the hard and small hospital bed, and the smell was everywhere. The smell of disinfectant made him feel like a dead body whose soul had been emptied, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

The high fever made his skin tense, his bones tingling, even his breathing was hot and heavy, and his sore eyelids were already fighting up and down, but he couldn't fall asleep at all.

From noon yesterday until now, he only ate two pieces of bread and drank a bottle of mineral water during the rehearsal break. Other than that, he hadn't eaten a drop of rice, and the burning hunger in his stomach tortured him crazily.Not only that, the shoulder blades and spine that were pierced through the wooden door last night, the fist that was smashed on the hard floor, the back that was thrown hard on the floor, the ribs that were smashed on the armrest of the sofa because of the impact, and the beast that didn't know After several slaps on his buttocks, he felt a dull pain, and the multiple pains grinded his fragile and sensitive nerves, making him, who has always been strong and durable, almost collapse.

If this bastard dares to provoke him again, he will definitely beat him to death!

Knock off your dog's head with a knee and hammer it!Dig out your kneecaps and smash them through your stomach as a sandbag!Pick out your eyeballs and use them as cannons!Chop off your ten pretty fingers and stuff them into your intestines!Pull out your intestines, tie them into Chinese knots and throw them into a hot pot restaurant to cook hot pot!

Wait... hot pot.

"Gu..."

At this moment, her unbearable stomach growled loudly, and Yang Yue swallowed her saliva, and suddenly thought of the delicious miso ramen and the smooth and soft seafood custard.

Fuck, can he be a little bit more promising?

He cursed himself fiercely, and silently closed his eyes with sour lids.

For several days, Hou Zeqi didn't even catch Yang Yue's shadow.

He went to the school rehearsal hall that day, but he didn't know that Yang Yue was fast asleep in the school hospital with a hungry stomach.

Immediately afterwards, he went back to Mount Bi, and did not wait for Yang Yue to come back until late at night, while the children on the other side spent the night in the guest house in the school.

The next day Hou Zeqi went back to Lan Ting and waited for the rabbit, squatting in front of the suitcase, but the rabbit couldn't stand the smell of sweat and disinfectant, so he went back to Bishan and stayed comfortably for one night, and helped the mother rabbit to pour water on her face. Jasmine in the yard.

In the end, Hou Zeqi couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked An Ji to come to Lanting to keep an eye on him, and then he went back to Lishan Mountain. Under double attack, Yang Yue went to his tutor's house to discuss the college-level welcome party and cut music until late at night. The tutor saw him stuffed on the sofa. Yu Xin couldn't bear to take him in for a night with the tired look of falling asleep with the earphones.

In short, the wonderful fate is that the two of them missed countless times cleverly, vividly interpreting a real hide-and-seek game.

As soon as the holiday was over, on the first day of school, the desperate Hou Zeqi put on a mask and cap before leaving school at noon, and came to the gate of Yang Yue's college to stop.

After the National Day holiday, the freshmen who had finished their military training officially started their classes. The students in the entire college took back their thoughts immersed in the holidays and concentrated on their studies, so the first day of classes went very smoothly.

A few minutes before the end of get out of class, Yang Yue finished the class according to the teaching plan, and then reached out to greet the monitor: "You haven't unified the costumes for the modern dance basic training this semester, have you? Monitor, go to the costume classroom to compare the color palette with the previous styles. Bring up the clothes and let's make sure."

The monitor ran out quickly, and all the girls in the class relaxed in advance. A girl with big eyes came up curiously and asked, "Mr. Yang, why is there a piece of skin on your elbow?"

On the night of the fight with Hou Zeqi, when the dog and beast pulled his collar and pressed him against the wooden door, a small piece of skin was knocked off his elbow by the carving on the wooden door, and now the scab has formed, although the wound is still intact. Big, but it stood out against his naturally cool white skin.

Yang Yue looked down at the scab, and lied without blinking her eyelids: "I slipped and fell in the shower, I knocked it."

"Oh, teacher, why are you so careless? You're so dazed and cute," a girl next to him seized the opportunity to tease him immediately.

Yang Yue just gave her a cold look: "Why are you talking to the teacher? Do you want to fail at the end of the semester?"

"I'm older than you, so I can't praise you for being cute?" The female physiology retorted confidently.

They are now sophomores, and the students admitted to this class as ordinary high school students are indeed older than Yang Yue in terms of age, so in their spare time, these students who usually like to joke with him often tease him, Yang Yue As long as they are a group of little girls who are cheerful and playful by nature, they don't care about them.

Yang Yue pulled out a short and cold smile, and asked back: "Hmph, I still use you as a compliment?"

After the words fell, all the girls in the class started to boo.

"Oh! I gave you a pole and you really climbed up?"

"He laughed, he laughed! He must be very happy!"

"Kaipinpin's tone is so arrogant!"

The girls who learn dancing are cheerful by nature, and they are too noisy when they bluff, but it's not the end of get out of class time, Yang Yue immediately knocked on the low cabinet sitting under their buttocks, signaling them to keep their voices down.

"What does a group of little girls look like blah, isn't it afraid that they won't find a boyfriend?" Yang Yue waited for them to calm down and asked back.

A tall and cool girl muttered in a low voice: "What can't we do to pick up a girl by fighting with water and twisting the bottle cap? What kind of boyfriend do you want?"

Yang Yue laughed: "Really? It's amazing."

After saying that, the squad leader who went to the clothing room came back with things, Yang Yue nodded to her and took the clothes and swatches into her hands.

The girl who praised him for being cute asked again: "Hey! Teacher Yang, do you have a girlfriend?"

"What do you want to do?" Yang Yue compared the coloring board, raised her head and raised her eyebrows: "I don't engage in teacher-student romance."

A basin of cold water was poured down, and the girl pouted immediately.Yang Yue beckoned, signaling all the girls in the class to gather around.

"Come over and have a look. Last time we ordered this pair of trousers. This time the final exam is in winter, and this high-necked long-sleeved pair should be worn on top. But this version is more slim. Be careful not to get fat in winter, otherwise you can wear it. It’s going to be like a bunch of Michelin mascots.”

The girls in the class were speechless for a while: "..." It was written all over their faces: Your mouth is really unforgiving as always.

"Then you look at the color." Yang Yue completely ignored their indifferent eyes, pointed to the color on the color palette with her slender and fair fingers and continued: "I want you to have these wine red pants and this light beige top. , the trousers are bright in color but they won’t make you look too fat, and the clothes in lighter colors make you look whiter, what do you think? Do you have any different opinions?”

All the girls in the class shook their heads in unison.

Yang Yue: "That's it. The color of these clothes is easy to get dirty. You order two sets, change and wash them frequently, and then wear black socks, or caramel-colored socks during the exam. They should look good with these pants."

He set the color after three times, five times and two times, and he won the hearts of the people. The monitor couldn't help but praise him: "It's not easy, we can be regarded as meeting a male teacher with normal aesthetics."

"Huh?" Yang Yue was confused: "Which of your male teachers has abnormal aesthetics?"

The whole class immediately yelled.

"Latin! Teacher Latin!"

"The Latin teacher ordered us a fluorescent pink fringed skirt!"

"Yes! It's so ugly!!"

Yang Yue seemed to have an ominous premonition: "Who brought you Latin?"

"A super-talkative graduate student!"

"Yes! The female steps are so enchanting! You can twist!"

"He still doesn't let us call him by his last name, let us call him—"

Yang Yue opened her mouth and answered, "Teacher Bobo?"

"Correct!"

"That's right it's him!"

"No wonder," Yang Yue thought of her good friend's love of rivet backpacks, leopard-print clothes, and jeans with sharp buttocks, and smiled thoughtfully: "Jiang Haibo... is a weirdo."