guard stolen

A secret is like a necklace hidden in a treasure box, covered with dust and dust, and the shiny diamonds are beginning to fade, as if worn by dark stones, but no one knows.

Zhou Jinye knew that he liked Lin Juexiao, and it was a secret that he alone knew.

He also knew that he shouldn't like Lin Juexiao at all.

But "like" is a wave that breaks through the shackles of the heart, a forbidden area that no one can control, and a gutter that even adults can capsize.

Zhou Jinye has no choice but to dislike Lin Juexiao, he can only hide this secret deeper - at least before the college entrance examination, he will not let Lin Juexiao know this secret.

Because he knew that he was a "brother" in Lin Juexiao's eyes. If he knew that the brother he took care of had those nasty feelings for him, Lin Juexiao... would definitely drive him away.

Zhou Jinye also knows the order of priority, he knows that the most important thing now is the college entrance examination, and only by doing well in the exam can he make Lin Juexiao feel at ease.

He was really ruthless when he set his mind to study. He slept five or six hours a day, went home to take online classes after school, and the lights in the room didn't go out until early in the morning.

Even after finally having a three-day National Day holiday, Zhou Jinye didn't go out to play, and just studied questions at home.

Later, at the age when this boy regards hair as his life, Zhou Jinye even cut off his own hair altogether.

Lin Juexiao was startled when she saw it for the first time. She stood at the door and asked without even putting the bag in her hand, "Why did you cut your hair like this?"

When Lin Juexiao said this, Zhou Jinye regretted it a bit. He touched his forehead exposed to the air uncomfortably, and asked, "Is it ugly?"

In fact, it has nothing to do with ugliness. Zhou Jinye's current hair is only a little longer than the board inch. It is a very picky hairstyle, because it is particularly easy to expose the flaws of the face.

But Zhou Jinye's facial features are deeper than those of ordinary Asians, with a high nose and straight eyelids.

It's not ugly to cut this hair, it's just a simple change of style.

"Not ugly." Lin Juexiao smiled and commented, "Very clean."

Out of curiosity, he really wanted to touch Zhou Jinye's current hair, Lin Juexiao asked politely: "Can you touch it for me?"

Zhou Jinye voluntarily lowered his head without him opening his mouth.

Lin Juexiao was a little regretful when he opened his mouth, and said jokingly: "It's a little prickly, and it doesn't feel so comfortable to the touch."

He just said casually, and then asked: "Why do you want to cut your hair?"

"Because...it's too troublesome to blow-dry after washing long hair."

After a while, Zhou Jinye said again: "When I finish the college entrance examination... I will grow my hair long."

Lin Juexiao smiled and said "OK".

Zhou Jinye's efforts are very useful, he has a lot of room for improvement, and his score in the second monthly exam has risen by a large margin compared to the first one.

But the moment he received the report card, he was still dissatisfied. Zhou Jinye frowned slightly, but Li Huan beside him patted him on the shoulder excitedly: "Damn! You are amazing! You have passed the English!"

The passing score is [-] points, so Zhou Jinye raised [-] points in almost a month.

"But it's true, I think you're going crazy in memorizing vocabulary and doing test papers." Li Huan said, "It's normal to score thirty points."

Zhou Jinye silently moved to the left, put aside Li Huan's clapping hand, and said flatly: "Not enough."

Still not enough, except for English, his other test scores can only be said to have improved slightly compared to before.

And English is mentioned so much because the base is low and there is a lot of room for improvement.

From sixty to ninety, it may only take a month, but from ninety to one hundred and twenty, he doesn't know how much time it will take.

Zhou Jinye took out a red pen, frowned and corrected his mistakes. If he wanted to understand the question, he would do it again in other notebooks. If he couldn't figure it out, he would ask Li Huan.

Li Huan helped him explain a few questions. He did well in the exam this time, and the pressure was not so great. He propped his chin lazily and said, "Why are you working so hard?"

Zhou Jinye said absent-mindedly: "It's okay."

He is the kind of person who sets a goal and wants to achieve it. It doesn't matter how much effort is needed, he just needs to achieve that goal.

"Aren't you working hard enough?" Li Huan pointed to the skin under his eyes and said, "The dark circles under your eyes are so heavy, how long do you sleep every day?"

With a stroke of the pen in Zhou Jinye's hand, the pen and ink left a heavy mark on the test paper, and he said slowly, "Six hours."

Sleeping late is one reason, and another reason is that he often dreams of Lin Juexiao.

After he dreamed of Lin Juexiao for the first time, he dreamed of Lin Juexiao almost every night, and the scenes and contents of his dreams were even very similar.

Zhou Jinye dreamed countless times that Lin Juexiao was wearing that white shirt. The white shirt was wet by the rain, making him look thinner, and his moist facial features were a little blurred in the dream, but those starry eyes were incomparably flickering.

His dreams are getting more and more excessive.

In the end, he even dreamed that Lin Juexiao was lying on his bed, on the familiar quilt—Lin Juexiao was lying on it with his neckline half open, his cold white skin exposed in the air.

He pursed his lips, smiling softly and lingeringly.

Nothing happened in the dream, but when Zhou Jinye woke up, he found that he had lost his dream.

The dampness and stickiness under his body cannot be ignored, and Zhou Jinye's back is sweating more and more.

He gently pushed open the bedroom door, and in the early morning before the sun even rose, Zhou Jinye groped into the bathroom in the dark like a thief.

Dreams are not something he can control, but dreams are sometimes a manifestation of his subconscious mind. Day and night, he can't suppress his feelings for Lin Juexiao at all.

It's like a dry fire of his own, burning more and more intensely.

Zhou Jinye, who was squatting in the corner washing his underwear, felt like a white-eyed wolf. His face was not very good-looking, but his hands rubbing the fabric were getting harder and harder.

The sound of water rushing in the bathroom without the lights on, like a small waterfall in a closed space, Zhou Jinye's heart was falling little by little in the darkness.

Lin Juexiao is not his real brother, but he treats him as well as his own brother, but the person he regards as his brother——at night, in the dark bathroom, washing the clothes that were dirty because he dreamed of him panties.

Zhou Jinye stopped his movements suddenly, he closed his eyes, and when he took a deep breath, he could no longer smell the sandalwood smell, all he could smell was the lavender fragrance of laundry detergent.

It is the most common smell on Lin Juexiao's body.

In the end, he threw the cleaned underwear into a black garbage bag in a desperate manner, climbed downstairs and threw the garbage bag into the large garbage can downstairs in the apartment.

The wild cat's eyes flashed green under the street lamp, and it didn't jump away after being disturbed, lying on the trash can and stretching its limbs.

Zhou Jinye stood where he was and blew the cold wind until his body temperature dropped, and he returned home.

This happened not long ago, just a few days ago, Zhou Jinye would feel guilty when he saw Lin Juexiao, and he began to avoid physical contact with Lin Juexiao uncontrollably.

Even touching it unconsciously makes him shudder.

Zhou Jinye's finger holding the pen turned white. He didn't dare to touch Lin Juexiao, but he still wanted to touch Lin Juexiao.

The phone next to her turned on.

[Chun Mian Bujue Dawn]: I'll pick you up this afternoon.

He seemed to be in a good mood, Zhou Jinye could think of Lin Juexiao's tone of voice when he said this, the tone should be slightly raised, with an arc of joy and joy.

Zhou Jinye's fingers froze, and Li Huan urged him, "Aren't you going to reply to your brother's message?"

Zhou Jinye said: "Return." He finally typed the words.

[Z]: OK.

In mid-October, Ningcheng had already entered autumn, Zhou Jinye wore a white bottoming long sleeves, and a red and white school uniform jacket on the outside.

The big tree at the school gate had lost a few leaves, but it was still lush and lush. Zhou Jinye was used to waiting for Lin Juexiao here.

Lin Juexiao asked him to go home after evening self-study. Now it was dark outside, but the teaching building behind was still lit, and successive lights shone on Zhou Jinye's back.

In the distance, the car lights came on, and the horn sounded several times, and the window of the car parked in front of him was lowered, revealing half of Lin Juexiao's face: "Jinye, get in the car."

"it is good."

As Zhou Jinye said, he pulled the co-pilot away and got in.

He hasn't had enough sleep recently, and when he smells the familiar scent of perfume in the car, he can't help but start to feel sleepy.

Eyelids drooped loosely, but the lavender fragrance from Lin Juexiao's body floated over again, and penetrated into the tip of his nose lightly but undeniably.

Zhou Jinye's drowsiness dissipated in an instant, he raised his head suddenly, and the first reaction when he opened his eyes was subconsciously looking at Lin Juexiao in the driver's seat.

It happened to be a red light. Lin Juexiao was always very sensitive to the sight of the outside world. With his hands still on the steering wheel, he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Perhaps it was because Zhou Jinye had been hiding from him too clearly these days, he had already sensed that something was wrong with Zhou Jinye.

Zhou Jinye shook his head quickly, he looked away as if fleeing, and said, "It's nothing."

"Really nothing?"

Zhou Jinye stopped talking: "..."

Lin Juexiao scrupled that he was driving, so he didn't continue to ask questions, but when he got home, Lin Juexiao closed the door with his backhand, and he naturally pushed Zhou Jinye's shoulder behind his back and said, "What's wrong recently, you're under a lot of pressure?"

Zhou Jinye stiffened his back, lost his mind and said: "It's, it's okay."

Before he could react, he sat on the sofa next to Lin Juexiao. He was Kangkang's half mother, and Kangkang had always been very clingy to him.

As soon as he saw him coming, the white cat, which had grown a lot, stuck to his side again. It was very good at acting like a baby, and it rubbed Zhou Jinye's hand affectionately.

Normally, Zhou Jinye would touch it and hug it, but now——Zhou Jinye's thoughts are not here at all.

Lin Juexiao probably guessed that he had something on his mind, or something that he didn't want to talk about, so he didn't ask.

He changed the subject again and said, "I heard from Mr. Chen that you have improved a lot?"

Zhou Jinye lowered his head, unconsciously rubbing his thumb on Kangkang's soft fur, and said in a low voice, "It's not bad."

"It's obviously improved a lot." Lin Juexiao said with a smile, and he asked again, "Then do you want any rewards?"

Lin Juexiao has always felt that children should be encouraged when they make progress.

The author says:

Ask Zhou Jinye to say out loud what he wants