why are you forcing me to study

It was said two days ago that wearing a sweater was exaggerated, and immediately after that, the weather in S City began to change suddenly.

Walking on the road, doing exercises, and taking physical education classes.

As long as you open your mouth, the cold air will be poured straight from your mouth to your stomach.

The students all changed into winter school uniforms overnight.

Shan Yunche knew that changes in temperature had a great impact on He Qinghui's body temperature.

Never let him catch a cold.

Especially at such a critical juncture.

In order to ensure learning efficiency, Shan Yunche even took a leave of absence for evening self-study with his teacher during this period, and brought He Qinghui to study in the dormitory together.

Even if the air conditioner in the dormitory is not that warm, it is better than letting him blow air in a cold classroom.

He Qinghui sat cross-legged on the bed, gnawed an apple in one hand, and read a collection of wrong questions in the other.

Shan Yunche just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, his hair was wet, and water dripped all the way on the ground.

"I just finished washing, it's still hot inside, you go and wash."

He Qing glanced back at him.

Well, just say that he doesn't know what's cold or what's hot every day.

How come out with such wet hair and bare upper body in such cold weather?

He Qinghui was so angry that he threw the apple on the table, grabbed the quilt on his own bed, and stepped forward to wrap Shan Yunche up.

Shan Yunche let him fiddle with it.

When He Qinghui finally wrapped him into a spring roll, he asked, "He Qinghui, what are you doing?"

"Why do you still ask me? Worry about me every day, worry about me, I won't feel bad when you are cold."

I feel sorry for him.

He Qinghui frowned worried about his expression, and wanted to engrave it in his mind for the rest of his life.

"Here, grab it," He Qinghui fixed the edge of the quilt, and signaled him with his eyes, "Don't come out and shake like this, it's not summer, do you hear me?"

Shan Yunche stared at him without speaking.

"Did you hear that?"

Shan Yunche paused, opened the quilt, wrapped He Qinghui in the quilt, and kissed his lips deeply.

He Qinghui's icy hands pressed against his body, and some warm water dripped onto his body.

Although I kept telling myself that for the sake of He Qinghui's study efficiency, he had to grit his teeth and hold back.

But at this moment, she couldn't restrain the urge to kiss him at all.

It was only now that He Qinghui realized that Shan Yunche's embrace was the warmest.

The warmest place in the world.

After changing the class teacher, the students in Class [-] missed Pan Zhongsheng very much, and they took turns to visit him in the hospital in their free time.

He Qinghui and Shan Yunche were the last two to go.

The two opened the door of the ward and walked slowly towards the bed.

Pan Zhongsheng was wearing a hospital gown, leaning on a large pillow, and was reading a lesson plan with thick glasses.

Haven't found them yet.

He Qinghui put the bought bouquet and fruit aside, and quietly sat down on the chair beside his bed, "Teacher Pan."

Shan Yunche was leaning against the wall beside him.

Pan Zhongsheng could tell it was He Qinghui's voice.

He quickly put the lesson plan aside, with a familiar and kind smile on his face, "Hahaha, you two boys are finally here, I almost thought I was forgotten by you two."

"How could it be? Teacher Pan, you are so handsome!"

Pan Zhongsheng couldn't help laughing when he heard that, "Hahaha... have you put honey on your mouth?"

After the joke was over, He Qinghui calmed down and asked seriously: "Teacher, are you recovering well?"

"Hey, you, Teacher Pan, are not that fragile yet. What is this minor illness? You can go to the playground for a couple of laps right away!"

This flamboyant personality is really similar to He Qinghui.

"Speaking of which," Pan Zhongsheng put one hand on He Qinghui's shoulder, "I saw your monthly exam results, and the teacher is really very happy for you."

He Qinghui nodded slightly and continued to listen.

"The teacher knows you must be fine, really.

You child, don't give up on yourself anymore.

It's not an honor to be a school bully.

The way you are now, working hard for your future, is the most glorious.

The teacher is really relieved.

Because the teacher always knew that He Qinghui was a particularly good child. "

He Qinghui lowered his head, couldn't help crying, his throat was very sore.

Can't say anything.

Pan Zhongsheng patted his hair lightly, "Stinky boy, why are you crying? Hurry up, stop crying, stop crying, oh, it's really..."

Seeing him like this, Pan Zhongsheng's own eyes began to sore, and he took out a piece of paper from the side to wipe away his tears.

To him, He Qinghui is like his son.

"He Qinghui, actually, you really have to thank your deskmate. He asked me to hand you over to him as soon as he transferred to another school, so I didn't ask too much about your studies.

"It turns out that this decision was correct."

Shan Yunche stepped forward, pressed He Qinghui's head on his body, and rubbed it lightly.

Snot and tears were all over his clothes.

Although the time for preparing for the final exam was tough, the students also learned to sneak in and secretly started preparing for the New Year's Eve party.

During the class break, the literary and art committee member stood on the podium, "Is there anyone in our class who wants to report for the New Year's Eve party?"

The students below either shook their heads, or continued to write the homework at hand, not listening at all.

The literary and art committee also knows that everyone is busy studying, so it is just a symbolic question.

After asking for a long time, no one responded, so I went down with the preparation form.

At this moment, Shan Yunche stopped her, "I'm signing up."

Several heads that were buried in study were lifted up.

Including He Qinghui.

"Oh my god, are you going to the New Year's Eve party?"

"What show are you going to perform?"

"piano solo."

The surrounding students looked shocked.

"Oh my god, you can still play the piano? Woohoo, I'm so envious."

"It seems that there is nothing in the world that our great god can't understand."

"Ah, it makes me want to apply for an erhu too."

"Come on, you, I don't have a problem with studying, so can you just study less for a while?"

"...Okay, I'm off to do the quizzes."

He Qinghui didn't know that Shan Yunche could actually play the piano.

Sure enough, these slender and beautiful hands were not for nothing.

The closer to New Year's Day, the faster the temperature will drop.

Shan Yunche forced He Qinghui to put on a thick blue wool cap every time he went out.

Although He Qinghui always felt that there was a big fur ball on the woolen hat, which looked silly.

But he still chose to obediently listen to his boyfriend.

Out of the mentality of "revenge", he also quietly bought a pink scarf for Shan Yunche, and forced him to wear it before going out.

Anyway, his skin is so cold and fair, and it looks pretty good together.

The night before New Year's Day is the New Year's Day party.

Originally, the students didn't plan to go to the scene in order to have more time to study, but when they heard about Shan Yunche, the entire venue was fully booked.

Before the official start, Shan Yunche arrived early to rehearse with other students.

He Qinghui took the exercise book and vocabulary book, and sat down under the stage early, studying for a while before the official start.

Apart from him, there were no other spectators in the arena.

While reciting words there, the phone suddenly vibrated twice.

[Brother Ah Che]: The school uniform is zipped up, don't leave it open

He Qinghui suddenly looked up at the stage.

nobody.

He looked around but did not see Shan Yunche.

Then how did you see that he didn't zip up his school uniform?

[Big Shuai]: Where are you, I can't see you T^T

[Brother Ah Che]: Come backstage

He Qinghui stood up, put a few books in his hand on the seat, and went backstage to find him with his mobile phone.

As a result, I turned around in the background and didn't see anyone.

"Strange..." He Qinghui couldn't help calling him.

Called soon.

"Where are you boyfriend, I've been looking for you for a long time..."

Shan Yunche put his mobile phone by his ear, and approached him step by step.

He Qing looked for him very anxiously.

"Go back."

As soon as he turned around, he was pulled into a warm embrace.

The phone was almost unsteady.

Shan Yunche let him go slowly.

He Qinghui said shyly, "Hey, there are still people over there..."

"I do not mind."

No matter how many people look at it, they won't care.

The thick winter school uniform wrapped He Qinghui like a Michelin baby.

He obediently wore the blue wool cap.

Because of the cold weather, his cheeks were puffy from the cold, and his eyes were big and bright.

It's just a beautiful porcelain doll.

He Qinghui also looked at Shan Yunche in the same way.

He was wearing a suit today, a very formal black suit, which made him tall and slender.

He Qinghui showed a bright smile, and pinched his face mischievously, "Not bad, you really look like a man today, you're so handsome."

As bright as the warm winter sun.

He Qing lowered his head and found that he deliberately folded the sleeve at the wrist in two, revealing the bracelet clearly.

When he saw it, he quickly reached into his school uniform, and pulled out the colorful stone pendant on his chest with great difficulty, "Haha, look, I've been wearing you all the time!"

"Student Shan, the party will officially start soon, let's get ready."

The two glanced at the staff member at the same time, and immediately looked at each other again.

Shan Yunche raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek, "You are not allowed to study when it's my time."

Before leaving, He Qinghui helped him straighten his tie, "Of course! I will definitely keep my eyes on you!"

By the time He Qing returned to his seat, the arena was already packed with spectators.

He returned to his seat and found Feng Rui sitting next to him eating snacks.

As he sat down, he patted Feng Rui on the head, "Crazy, this doesn't seem like your class's venue, does it? Why is our class here?"

Feng Rui: "Hey, why are you so particular about watching a New Year's Eve party? Besides, our class is too far away. Your perspective here is just right, I want to watch the master play the piano."

He Qinghui was inexplicably jealous, "I got it after listening to it, but I still have to watch it, you look so beautiful."

Feng Rui: "I wouldn't have come if it wasn't for seeing the master, I'm about to take the final exam and I still have a lot of books I haven't memorized, hey"

The two hosts slowly walked onto the stage and started the official opening speech.

Taking advantage of Feng Rui's inattention, He Qinghui slammed his head down, "Don't look at it."

After being pressed by He Qinghui, Feng Rui's face almost fell into the snack bag.

"Fuck...Brother Hui, you are too cruel," Feng Rui hurriedly took out a piece of paper to wipe the crumbs off his face, "Don't worry, the Great God is yours, and good brothers don't dare to covet it."

He Qing was startled for a moment, "How do you know it's...me, mine?"

"Nonsense, I've known you for such a long time, I don't know if you don't tell me? And the Great God likes you, can anyone with a discerning eye see it? I'm not blind."

"Is it so...obvious?"

"I noticed when he was peeling apples for you while playing games in your dormitory before. I found out that Brother Hui is really slow-witted, and the reflex arc is really long."

Think about it carefully, it is indeed the case.

Shan Yunche never hid his liking for him.

He even wanted to let the whole world know.

Feng Rui continued: "Let me tell you, if you don't agree to him, I want to beat you up. It really bothers me, hey!"

"But, but," He Qinghui looked at Feng Rui tentatively, "He and I are boys, so you don't..."

"Oh my god," Feng Rui interrupted him, "Brother Hui, what age is this, if you like it, you like it. My good brother just wants to see you happy, why are you talking about boys or not? Really..."

He Qinghui looked at him and smiled, "Thank you madman."

"Thank you, you just need to be with the Great God well, do you hear me. You are not allowed to break up with me even after giving birth to a child."

He Qinghui almost cried with a smile.

This friend is really precious to him.

Although he has been fighting with him, he has been helping him and supporting him.

Whether in the open or in the dark.

"Hey, hey, brother, look up quickly, the great god is out!!"

The lights above the stage spilled down, giving a silver edge to the white piano.

Many students who had bowed their heads and wrote the questions straightened up and looked towards the stage.

Shan Yunche was wearing that suit and sitting in front of the piano, with his fingers lightly resting on the keys.

Almost like a prince from a fairy tale.

The audience suddenly became very quiet.

Then, the fingers began to undulate on the keys.

Every note that pours out is touching the heartstrings.

Soothing, gentle.

Like gurgling water.

None of the audience made a sound, they just wanted to enjoy it quietly.

He Qinghui heard the melody of this piece.

"The Way I Still Love You".

It is a song that He Qinghui likes very much.

Shan Yunche played it with his own unique rhythm and style.

He played, and slowly turned his head to look at the audience.

It happened to meet He Qinghui's eyes.

There was a strong smile in his eyes.

He wanted He Qinghui to know that this song was played for him.

night.

He Qing lay back on the bed.

His mind was filled with the way Shan Yunche played the piano today.

Good-looking and so sexy/sensual.

The melody played on a loop in my ears.

Can't sleep at all.

He turned on his phone and saw that it was already past two o'clock in the morning at night.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Shan Yunche should be asleep by now... right?

An idea occurred to him.

But it will definitely disturb his sleep.

...That doesn't work either, now that Shan Yunche is so preoccupied that he can't fall asleep at all.

He Qinghui got off the bed, quietly climbed up the ladder to the upper bunk, lifted the edge of the quilt, and sneaked into his quilt from below.

Finally, the head poked out from the top edge of the quilt.

It was only a short distance away from Shan Yunche's face.

He Qing raised his eyelids to look at him.

Still with eyes closed.

That is... not waking him up.

That's just right, I can quietly sleep in his arms all night.

Before formally preparing to close his eyes, He Qinghui gently kissed his Adam's apple.

Now I can finally fall asleep with satisfaction.

"He Qing is back."

He Qinghui's body trembled, and he raised his head in a daze.

Just now... did you accidentally wake him up?

Still awake?

Shan Yunche slightly opened his eyelids, "Do you know that you are very dangerous like this?"

"Danger? How can there be any danger?" He Qinghui didn't understand what he said, "Anyway, with you here...I'm not afraid of any danger."

"you are wrong."

"Ah? What..."

"I am the greatest danger."

Before He Qinghui could react, Shan Yunche suddenly lowered his head and kissed him.

This kiss was obviously more domineering and impatient than before.

Kissing and kissing, the shirt on his body was also lifted up by him, and his wrist was grabbed and pressed aside.

Now the two of them couldn't sleep at all.

He Qinghui finally understood what the danger was.

He is throwing himself into a trap.

But, of course, willingly.