My Star [Campus]

It was very hard for Yan Feicheng to endure the laughter.

He was sitting opposite Li Xingyu, and he could see his expression clearly.

He looked at Li Xingyu and thought he was calm, but the longing was written in his eyes. Those black and white eyes were shining brightly with his love for sweet and sour pork ribs and shredded fish-flavored pork.

Yan Feicheng picked up the food in a slow manner, and put it in Li Xingyu's bowl while Li Xingyu was scrutinizing it quietly.

"What are you doing?" Li Xingyu's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

"Clean chopsticks." Yan Feicheng shook the chopsticks in his hand first, and then smiled, "I think sweet dishes are quite delicious, even if you don't like them, you can eat two more bites for me Hey. Most of what you take is sweet, if you don’t eat it, I won’t be able to finish it all by myself.”

"Just," Li Xingyu lowered his eyes and muttered, "I'll help you eat a couple of bites."

"Thank you very much." Yan Feicheng smiled.

So when Zhou Yuan worked hard to squeeze out from the crowd, he saw his boss eating hard, and Brother Yan was sitting opposite him watching his boss eat.

Zhou Yuan approached with the dinner plate, and heard the voice of his boss, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"I'm afraid you won't eat it."

"I'm not a child, and I still need people to watch me eat."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to read it. This rib is quite big, you can eat it."

"Crap."

Zhou Yuan's footsteps slowed down.

I feel like something is wrong?

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Li Xingyu lay lazily on the table.

Noon is nap time, and the students in Class [-] are not interested in class, but every nap time they huff and fall down, they are very active, and the curtains are drawn tightly, creating a dark atmosphere where it is difficult to control their drowsiness.

Yan Feicheng answered the phone after breakfast and said he had left beforehand, and he hasn't come back yet.

Li Xingyu slept for half a day in the morning, and is not very sleepy now.

He poked Yan Feicheng's chubby pendant.

It was a Pikachu tied to his schoolbag, with pointed ears and tail, a round body, soft to hold.

However, Pikachu is obviously old, the golden down has faded to light yellow, and there are visible traces of mending at the base of the tail.

Not to mention that this Pikachu doesn't match this black schoolbag, and Yan Feicheng's painting style is also different.

Who gave it, so cherish it.

Li Xingyu felt a little uncomfortable, but he thought to himself mockingly, could it be possible that he was really dizzy because of being so close to Yan Feicheng for a day, so he would think about this kind of question.

What does Yan Feicheng have to do with him?

He buried his head in his arms and sighed heavily.

Amid Zhou Yuan's occasional grunts at the front desk, he couldn't help but think of the past.

The first time he knew Yan Feicheng was because of Cheng Yuean.

Cheng Yue'an is his half-sister.

His mother cheated in marriage, divorced his father, and married his true love.

His father was an anti-narcotics policeman, and he had no time or energy to take care of the children. At the age of seven, he was brought to Cheng's house by his mother, and met Cheng Yue'an, who was only one year younger than him.

At that time, he cried and cried because of his parents' divorce, which was meaningless. He was full of hostility towards everything and looked gloomy.

And Cheng Yue'an, wearing an exquisite and beautiful princess dress, with her hair tied into a bun, stood on the second floor of the villa and looked down at him, with undisguised malice on her sweet face.

Cheng Yuean pointed at his nose and scolded him as a bastard, threw herself into his mother's arms and said aggrievedly that she wanted to drive him away.

Cheng's father just watched indifferently, and did nothing but reprimand Cheng Yue'an for swearing.

And his mother, without hesitation, let go of his hand and hugged Cheng Yuean tightly, only coaxing Cheng Yuean gently, without even looking back at him.

Li Xingyu has been bullied by Cheng Yuean.

At first he would resist, but he would be scolded by his mother and coldly looked down upon by Cheng's father. Later, he ignored Cheng Yue'an and just avoided her.

Just wait until you can go out by yourself.

Junior high school Li Xingyu went to No. [-] middle school, and Cheng Yuean went to No. [-] middle school.

Once Cheng Yuean left her book at home, so she called her mother and asked Li Xingyu to deliver it.

Li Xingyu was too lazy to look at his mother's hypocritical appearance, so he took Cheng Yuean's book and left.

He wandered around outside slowly, and arrived at the gate of No. [-] Middle School after an hour or so. As soon as he stepped into the guard room and was about to throw the book inside, he saw Yan Feicheng.

That day, Yan Feicheng wore a wide and empty jersey, revealing his muscular arms and legs.

He was asking for leave with a note, his ankle was red and swollen, and he was limping when he walked.

Seeing Li Xingyu coming in, Yan Feicheng glanced at him and smiled politely at him.

With sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, the slightly curved phoenix pupils are like spring water, and just a glance swayed into his heart.

Li Xingyu has always dismissed love at first sight, until that day, he finally understood why there is such a thing as love at first sight.

After Yan Feicheng walked out, the security guard asked him what was the matter, and he quickly said the name of Cheng Yuean's class and chased him out.

"Are you going to the hospital? Let me help you."

Seeing Yan Feicheng shaking and shaking, he was extremely worried, and hurried up to ask.

Yan Feicheng looked at him in surprise, "Don't you have to go to class?"

The boy's voice was a little hoarse due to the voice change period, but it wasn't unpleasant.

"I'm not a student of No. [-] Middle School, I just came here to deliver something." Li Xingyu passed vaguely, "I'll carry you behind my back, don't move around if you sprained your ankle."

The words were earnest and natural, but Li Xingyu already had regrets in his heart.

For a moment, his blood was hot, and he impulsively chased after him, but he didn't know whether Yan Feicheng needed his help, and whether he would doubt his enthusiasm.

Yan Feicheng's hesitation made Li Xingyu's heart sink. Just as he was about to explain, he saw the other party nodded and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

How can it be troublesome?

Thinking in his heart, Li Xingyu couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth, fearing that Yan Feicheng would see him, so he quickly squatted down in front of him, "Then you come up."

In just a moment, a warm body covered his back.

Yan Feicheng's hands only supported his shoulders, but his legs had to wrap around his waist.

Li Xingyu supported Yan Feicheng's leg, even though it was separated by a layer of fabric, he still felt the warmth of Yan Feicheng's leg, and even his palms were hot.

The tips of his ears were red.

"Will it be heavy?" Yan Feicheng's voice was right next to his ears, and the hot air from his breath sprayed on his neck.

Li Xingyu almost shivered.

"No...it's okay." It would be too false to say that it is not serious, Li Xingyu thought about it, and changed his words.

Yan Feicheng seemed to laugh.

The chest attached to his back vibrated slightly, and an uneven breath spread over his skin.

That day, he carried Yan Feicheng to the hospital not far away, and chatted with him all the way.

Yan Feicheng responded to every word of his tenderly and patiently, and the smell of lemon and sea salt on his body enveloped him warmly.

Like the sweetest dream, he was addicted and didn't want to wake up.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to Xing Xing for achieving the achievement of Backing the Old Attack√

Cheng Cheng: I don’t want to lose face :)