Boss, your character is broken

"Happy birthday to my deskmate!" Song Xu took out a bottle of caramel milk tea from the desk as if by magic. He also ordered a cup of hot tea because Cheng Heng couldn't eat something too cold in the morning.

Cheng Heng took the milk tea from Song Xu's hand only to realize that the milk tea was still hot. He smiled, only a child can think of a cup of hot milk tea in the hot summer.

"I'm about to be marinated in caramel milk tea." Cheng Heng joked.

"It's okay, I like caramel milk tea." Song Xu said such a sentence without thinking. After he finished speaking, both of them were taken aback, and Song Xu's ears would turn red no matter how cheeky he was.

Doesn't this just indirectly say "he likes Cheng Heng"!

The two fell silent for a moment, and it was Cheng Heng who broke the awkward atmosphere.

"How did you find out about my birthday?"

Cheng Heng passed the steps, and Song Xu followed suit: "I asked Lao Lin, and he said that your personal information says May NO.30, so I just wanted to celebrate your birthday."

have a birthday...

This sentence made Cheng Heng tremble in his heart. How long has it been? It seems that he has forgotten when his last birthday was. Today's day is just an ordinary day for him.

"Thank you." Cheng Heng said to Song Xu.

Song Xu: "Thank you! If your birthday falls on the weekend, I can take you outside the school for a meal. Oden or Malatang, it's up to you to choose."

"Milk tea is enough." Cheng Heng said slowly while holding the cup of hot milk tea.

"Brother Xu! Master Xu! Have you finished talking? Come and save us!" Yang Wen and the others resolutely chose to hug their thighs after the tragic comeback, and said that it is really sweet to lie down and win.

Song Xu was summoned and joined the battle to "save the canyon".

Cheng Heng looked at Song Xu helplessly, feeling uneasy that his little friend had been taken over again.

The vibration of the mobile phone on the desk interrupted Cheng Heng's thoughts. When he took it out to look at it, he realized that there were already more than a dozen messages in the "No. [-] Middle School Leader" group, all of which were from Aite, who wished him his birthday. happy.

There are only a few people who can know Cheng Heng's birthday.

-Look if I'm green or not: Happy birthday boss, one year older!

- Excavator Go: Happy Birthday Big Brother!Another year of being single!When will we find a sister-in-law for us!

-Youth does not come back: Do you want a plate of kings for the boss's birthday?I saw you become the king, please take me with you.

-Xie: Boss birthday wishes come true.

As the only one who knew that Cheng Heng liked Song Xu, Lao Xie's blessings to Cheng Heng were also simple and straightforward, so this is what Cheng Heng likes the most among so many blessings.

-héng: Go back and invite you to dinner.

After Cheng Heng posted this sentence, he saw Lao Xie chatting with him in private.

-Xie: Brother is really amazing!Your little friend even ordered a song for you!

Cheng Heng frowned, he didn't expect Lao Xie's news to come so fast.

-héng: How do you know?

-Xie: Your school forum!It's been noisy, and I also know that you played basketball a few days ago!Why are you playing basketball all of a sudden?

Ever since he found out about Cheng Heng's feelings for Song Xu, Lao Xie began to browse the school forums of the No. [-] Middle School intentionally or unintentionally, and grasped any troubles, as if he had become a non-staff member of the No. [-] Middle School.

Before Cheng Heng could reply, Lao Xie guessed the answer and replied on his own.

-Xie: It must be related to your child, what's going on?

Cheng Heng originally wanted to find an excuse to fool him, but he didn't expect Lao Xie to be so perceptive, so he had to answer truthfully.

-héng: He was bullied, and he couldn't see the children being wronged.

-Xie: No wonder, I said why you suddenly play basketball.The children are really happy.

-Xie: Where's your little friend?

Cheng Heng looked at Song Xu who was not far away and started to be a military adviser again and went to battle in person by the way.

-héng: Commanding operations.

-Xie: what?

After that, Cheng Heng ignored Lao Xie, and threw a cold sentence of "I have to go to class" to Lao Xie, and then Lao Xie's questions were all stuck abruptly.

This is the countless times that Lao Xie has scolded Cheng Henggou in his heart.

Liang Kai and Yang Wen got out of the game when they knew Cheng Heng's birthday was due to other students making a fuss. They apologized to Song Xu with remorse, and cursed "Spicy chicken games, ruining people's youth." Song Xu also helped Cheng Heng forgive those two people without remembering the villain's mistakes.

On the other side, Lin Song finally raised his head from the sea of ​​studies, he helped his eyes, and said solemnly: "Cheng Heng, happy birthday, let me take the final exam."

Liang Kai: "Student Committee! You're out of touch by saying that. When did Brother Cheng let you go?"

Lin Song replied: "So I challenged Cheng Heng, such as getting second in the exam?"

Song Xu hooked Cheng Heng's shoulder: "School Committee, how can you wish someone a happy birthday like this? You should say that Cheng Heng will still be the first in grade next time."

Lin Song shook his head, and replied very straightforwardly: "No, I can't say anything against my will, so, Cheng Heng's final exam is waiting, and I will definitely get the first place."

The former class [-] students said that they took it for granted. After all, before each exam, Lin Song would always take the trouble to speak harshly, and without accident, he would take the second place in the exam.

But Yang Wen is different. He was transferred in the next semester. Out of humanitarian and friend considerations, he gave Lin Song a big hug: "Student committee! I believe in you! The future of the first class is in your hands." hands!"

Perhaps Lin Song had been ignored too many times, but Yang Wen's sudden words of encouragement moved him deeply. He held Yang Wen's hand, tears streaming down his face, and made a solemn oath: "I will definitely pass the final exam. If I fail the test, I will go on a hunger strike for three days!"

Everyone: duck no need!

Lin Song went to brush up the questions with a high-spirited arrogance. Song Xu looked at Lin Song who was burning the small universe, and was a little worried for a while. He leaned over to Cheng Heng and asked, "At the same table, you won't lose, right?"

Cheng Heng: "Worried about me?"

Song Xu seemed to have been punctured and quickly denied: "No!"

Cheng Heng patted Song Xu's head: "I'm glad you're worried about me."

Song Xu slapped Cheng Heng's troublesome paw, and said duplicity: "No! I'm just worried about the school committee."

"Okay, I know you're worried about the school committee." Cheng Heng smiled, his eyes full of doting.

Children never hide their emotions, they can see through them at a glance.

"So will you lose?" Song Xu asked persistently.

"If I don't write a composition, or if I don't write the penultimate math question and the first big question, he still has a little chance." Cheng Heng replied truthfully.

For some reason, the stone in Song Xu's heart fell to the ground. He believed in Cheng Heng.

After the evening study, Song Xu thought that tonight was Cheng Heng's birthday, and Cheng Heng should give himself a vacation, for example, he would not come to tutor him in his studies.

Thinking of Cheng Heng tutoring Song Xu, I have a headache. It was okay during the basketball game before. Because of Song Xu’s competition, Cheng Heng gave him a vacation to relax physically and mentally. Unexpectedly, after the basketball game, Cheng Heng recovered. He broke the tradition of going to Song Xu’s dormitory for tutoring every night, and even intensified it. The nickname is: make up what you owe.

Afraid of what to come, Song Xu just turned on the phone and heard "timi", and the knock on the dormitory door also rang, forming a duet with the background sound of his game, but it was joyful amidst sadness.

A sentence suddenly popped up in Song Xu's mind: happy time is always short.

No...he didn't feel happy yet, so he went directly to Erquan Yingyue's piece.

Song Xu opened the door of the dormitory with a mournful face, and sure enough it was Cheng Heng standing outside, holding a Chinese book in his hand.

"Do you want to review Chinese today?" Song Xu asked weakly.

Cheng Heng: "Yes, don't you like Chinese?"

"Who told you that I like Chinese?" Song Xu was puzzled. To be precise, there was no subject he liked.

"Didn't you take out Chinese books every time you sleep?" Cheng Heng asked as it should be.

Song Xu thought about it for a while, and he did bring out Chinese documents every time he went to sleep, but only he knew the reason.

He was silent for a while, but he still couldn't help explaining to Cheng Heng: "I didn't bring out the Chinese book because I like it."

"why?"

Song Xu raised his head to meet Cheng Heng's innocent and ignorant eyes, and his original uprightness disappeared in an instant. He stammered and replied, "Because...the language is thick."

Cheng Heng weighed the language document, and it was really thick: "So?"

Song Xu: "It's comfortable to sleep on the mat, and you won't panic."

Cheng Heng: "..."

The question of "what kind of existence is a scumbag" has been circling in Cheng Heng's mind, and he can't get rid of it.

Cheng Heng's academic performance was not good before, but no matter how good he is, he has never penetrated the "mystery" of Chinese documents like Song Xu.

Because of Cheng Heng's silence, Song Xu panicked for no reason: "So do you still want to learn?"

What I got was a reply from Cheng Heng who gritted his teeth: "Learn."

So under the pressure of Cheng Heng, Song Xu devoted himself to his studies in great pain, and worked hard to read the Chinese documents, so that his usual "pillow" did not look so hypnotic.

In fact, Song Xu has never been able to understand why Cheng Heng wanted him to learn so much. He couldn't figure out why. He had asked Cheng Heng many times before, but every time Cheng Heng seemed to have something stuck in his mouth but couldn't say it. come out.

It took a long time before Cheng Heng said: "Study hard, kid."

But Song Xu still asked habitually: "Why?"

What he got was Cheng Heng's hand on his head, and a sigh: "I want you to be well, and I want you to stand on a higher place."

Song Xu wanted to ask why Cheng Heng wanted him to be better, but he had an intuition that he couldn't keep asking. If he kept asking, something might change, and he couldn't tell or explain.

Thinking of this, Song Xu looked up at Cheng Heng. Cheng Heng felt Song Xu's gaze, and subconsciously patted Song Xu's head: "What's wrong?"

"No..." Song Xu lowered his head, only feeling that the place Cheng Heng touched was slightly hot.

Cheng Heng... seems to like touching his head more and more.