why are you forcing me to study

I've been wanting to talk for a long time.

Finally... told him.

He Qinghui even felt that even if he died now, he would have no regrets.

When He Qing saw that he was still standing there, he smiled and said, "Go in quickly, before it's too late." He was about to leave.

Shan Yunche finally turned around, strode towards him, grabbed his waist, and kissed him.

The moment she kissed him, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

There was a lot of people coming and going in the waiting room.

But they don't care.

The kiss lasted only a few seconds.

Shan Yunche stroked his cheek and touched his forehead with his forehead, "Wait for me."

He Qinghui nodded hard, wanting him to get rid of all his worries.

After confirming that he had entered, He Qinghui retreated to the original position, staring at the screen hanging on the ceiling.

Shan Yunche finally appeared on the screen.

with several other players.

It's a pity that the waiting room was very noisy, the volume of the screen was very low, and there was a lot of noise. He Qinghui couldn't hear what they were saying at all, and could only see the screen.

Two matches have been played, and Shan Yunche's expression has always been calm, without any disturbance.

He Qinghui even bit his nails nervously.

Please, please, boyfriend, be successful, whatever you want.

He Qinghui sat there abruptly and watched for more than two hours, sweating from his forehead.

Until everyone in the picture stood up and prepared to leave.

Is it... over?

what's the result?

I can't see anything from the screen!

As soon as Shan Yunche came out, He Qinghui and Jian Ning surrounded him.

His expression remained unchanged.

"How about it?"

"How about it?"

The two spoke in unison.

He Qinghui pinched his shoulder anxiously, "Say it quickly! What's your reaction? You..."

"He Qing is back."

"I'm here, I've always been here, you say."

"Next," Shan Yunche suddenly wrapped him in his arms, "I can concentrate on taking care of you now."

This lunatic is still in front of the senior sister, why is he not ashamed at all?

Jian Ning had heard the result of the game from his words, so she left the waiting room with a smile on her face.

But He Qinghui was still at a loss, so he twitched him and said, "Wh...what are you going to do with me? I'm asking you something serious, and you're still in the mood to make fun of me!"

Almost killed him.

He Qing looked back at the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised, and then slowly reacted.

It means that the recommendation qualification has been obtained 100%, and his next task is only himself?

He Qing hugged him excitedly.

Great.

That's great.

"I just said that my boyfriend is the best in the world! Sure enough, he didn't disappoint me! I'll give you whatever rewards you want when you go back!"

"Is everything okay?"

"Uh... I don't, that's not what I meant..."

"Ok?"

"I, the reward I'm talking about is..."

"Even if you regret it now, it will be hard to let you go."

"Students, there is not much time left in the second year of high school. The countdown sign has been hanging here for a long time. I don't know if you can feel nervous.

"The last unified examination for the second year of high school is coming soon, please pay attention to it, draw a successful end to the second year of high school, and prepare mentally for the struggle in the third year of high school.

"The overall level of our class now has made a very, very amazing improvement compared to the beginning of the second year of high school. I can say that it is no less than the Olympiad class upstairs. The teacher is very happy, and I hope you will not be proud. This state has been maintained until the third year of high school! Do you have confidence!"

"Have……"

"Have."

"Speak up! What's going on! Show us the momentum of running and shouting class slogans! Say it again, do you have confidence?"

"Have!!!!"

"Hey, that's right."

The students all laughed.

Pan Zhongsheng continued: "By the way, let me tell you the good news first. Shan Yunche, a student in our class, has already won the only gold medal in the province's chemistry competition, and has also obtained the qualification to be sent to Peking University! Everyone applauds and congratulates!"

Everyone didn't know how to express their feelings at the moment except that they cast their eyes on each other.

After Xu Yuan and Hu Ming clapped their hands, they both turned their heads and clasped fists at him.

"O God, God, I must worship you before every exam!"

"Wait a minute, my god, don't you... you don't have to go to school now?? You don't even have to go to high school, woo woo woo..."

"That's right, God, you can spend your summer vacation early!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

I was so happy for him that day.He Qinghui only realized it after hearing what they said.

Doesn't he... he doesn't need to go to class, do quizzes, or study by himself at night?

So... then, will he leave now?

He Qing lowered his head.

"I won't go."

He Qinghui suddenly raised his head to meet his eyes.

Shan Yunche was looking at himself with his chin resting on his hands.

He can read his mind.

Read it at a glance.

"really?"

Shan Yunche grabbed his wrist and let his palm slowly stick to his heart, "I will always be with you."

Accompany him to class, accompany him to write questions, accompany him to study by himself at night, and accompany him through the most difficult third year of high school.

Heartbeat... so real, it gave He Qinghui an infinite sense of security.

The time for the next semester is very short, and there is not even a monthly exam.

Both of them missed the midterm exam because they were preparing for the competition.

The city-wide unified examination at the end of the period is the first major examination they have taken.

Even though he often missed school exams, He Qinghui didn't relax at all. Whenever he had time, he would brush the papers to keep his hand feeling, so he didn't panic at all when he actually sat in the exam room.

Shan Yunche was right.

The idea of ​​competition is very useful for school examinations and even college entrance examinations.And it is an advantage that other students cannot grasp, and it belongs to him alone.

After all the subjects were over, He Qinghui's intuition told himself that he would do very well in the exam this time.

Because it went well.Including English and chemistry, which has been a bit stretched.

It really marked a very successful end to the second year of high school.

There is no holiday immediately after the final exam.

The grade group is going to give you two more days of class review and test papers, and by the way, let you know the arrangement for the third year.

At noon that day, He Qing returned to the dormitory to tidy up the internal affairs, and suddenly saw He Xiaohan sent him several WeChat messages.

So he put down what he was doing and sat in a chair to watch.

[He Xiaohan]: He Qinghui! ! !Have you finished your final exam? ! !Should be finished?Boying has finished his exams.

[He Xiaohan]: Come back to me quickly! !There is something good to show you! !

[Da Shuai]: The exam is over, we haven't had a holiday yet

[Big Shuai]: What good stuff?

[He Xiaohan]: Do you remember what I told you last time, the photos of Ah Che when he was young! ! !Woohoo I finally found it!You must be interested, right! ! !

Photos of Shan Yunche when he was a child?

I have a little impression, as if I did say it.

[Big Shuai]: Send it here for a look[/狗头]

[He Xiaohan]: Me! !It took a long time to find it! !Hurry up!I must share with you! !

[He Xiaohan]:[/picture]

He Qinghui clicked on the picture and enlarged it.

Can't help but frown.

It is indeed a little fat man.

But... why is it so familiar?

This face, this suit...

He Qinghui suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble.

[He Xiaohan]: He Qing back to you?How is it? Are you a little scared?

What more.

He Qinghui clicked on the picture again and stared at it for a long time.

He is now very sure, and sure, that he knows this little boy.

Is... the person he thought of?

If so……

That, that...

It's too outrageous! !

"Students, I have really said this question many, many times, and I have always reminded you not to fall into the trap. I really can't forgive anyone who makes mistakes..."

He Qinghui couldn't listen to a single word the teacher said, and kept looking at Shan Yunche's side face with his chin resting on his hands.

How could it be.

How could Shan Yunche be Xiaopang?

How could Xiaopang be Shan Yunche?

We can't get in touch at all!

At that time...

It was an evening.

He Qinghui saw a little boy being cornered by senior classmates near the school.

Then act bravely and push others to the ground...

Pull up the little boy and run.

I have been running for a long time...

The little boy was chubby and much shorter than him.

Since then, Xiaopang has always liked to follow him.

He Qing looked back at his chubby and cute face, and liked to call him chubby.

I'm used to being called that... I didn't even ask his name.

Then... Later, I seemed to take him to play together, and let him recognize himself as the big brother...

He Qinghui stared at Shan Yunche's beautiful face like a sculpture, the more he thought about it, the more he felt incredible.

It's just ridiculous.

Is Shan Yunche really Xiaopang? ? ? ! !

Shan Yunche also felt that the way He Qing looked at him was not right, and he would subconsciously hide when he touched him.

"What’s wrong with you."

He Qinghui scratched his head with a pen in embarrassment, "Uh...I, it's nothing."

Shan Yunche didn't ask further questions.

Anyway, you can go back and ask slowly.

When the evening self-study was over, He Qinghui ran back to the dormitory early, stood in front of the desk, and opened the picture again.

I've been doubting my life for a whole day.

How is this possible? ?

If you think about it carefully... Shan Yunche has been so kind to him since he transferred to another school, giving him a blatant preference.

If it's really just a chance meeting...it really doesn't make sense at all.

Is it...

At this time, Shan Yunche happened to open the door and come in.

He Qinghui held up his mobile phone and raised his head to stare at him.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and He Qinghui finally stammered: "Shan Yunche, you... are you from Guangming Primary School?"

Bright Primary School.

It seems that He Qinghui already knew about it.

How did he know, Shan Yunche would not ask, and there is no need to care about it.

He was silent.

He Qing looked back at his expression and knew that he had acquiesced.

He Qinghui continued to ask: "Then you transferred to No. [-] Middle School, is it... for... me?"

He Qinghui tried hard to think back about everything he had with him.

It's... not a coincidence, nor is it my own self-indulgence...

This……

"If, I say yes."

"What... what..."

"For the school you transferred to," Shan Yunche slowly walked towards him, "for you and your deskmate, and for the competition you participated in."

for him.

Everything is for him.

He Qinghui was forced to back up by him, and the back of his thigh was squeezed by the edge of the desk.

Until, they couldn't get any closer.

He Qinghui rested his arm on his chest, and asked in a panic: "You...how can you be Xiaopang? You, I..."

"Why can't it be me." Shan Yunche pushed his body hard, put his whole body on the desk, tilted his head and kissed his cheek, "Brother."

He Qinghui cupped his face and asked seriously: "Why?"

There must be a reason, right?

"Because from then on, I fell in love with you."

Without waiting for He Qing to respond, Shan Yunche moved his hand away and kissed him fiercely.

"Uh, uh... you... uh..."

Don't give him a chance to speak at all.

It turns out...he had planned for him for a long time?

Shan Yunche pinched his waist with one hand, and reached into the hem of his clothes with the other.

In the end, He Qinghui was directly crushed on the desk, and all the stacks of exercise books fell to the ground.

He Qinghui bit his lower lip angrily, "You lied to me for so long, and you still didn't tell me! Despicable! Shameless! I want to punish you!"

Shan Yunche looked at his face with a smile, "How do you want to punish me?"

He Qing returned to pick off his collar, from his collarbone to his neck, and then to every inch of his jaw.

Leaves a lot of wet marks.

He gnawed so hard that his teeth were numb.

Shan Yunche let him bite.

"Is the punishment over?"

He Qinghui turned his face away a little blushing, and his voice became weak: "...It's over."

"Then," he slowly lifted He Qinghui's clothes up and piled them around his neck, "it's my turn."

The author has something to say: there are still a few days =. =