hello little angel

That boy always sits by the window in the classroom.

Tang Xin picked up the sketchbook and quickly sketched the outline of his delicate face before bowing his head to Xingyu to take notes.

The golden osmanthus bloomed late outside the window, and he climbed the balcony and threw some flowers between the pages of Chao Xingyu's open book, without sweeping them away or blowing them away, he twirled the finely-grained flowers between his pale fingers, and gently put them into the pocket of his coat.

It's so beautiful, Tang Xin imagined, as if shining in the crowd.

This is just a public elective class called Psychological Research of Modern and Contemporary Literary Writers. There are two classes a week, and the number of people attending the class is pitifully small.

Before noticing Chao Xingyu, everyone including Tang Xin was able to get up as soon as they could, and naturally they could get credits for a paper at the end of the semester. Until the second class, the lecturer randomly selected a student to draw ask.

"Student." A gentle voice came from beside him. Tang Xin, who was peeking at the extra-curricular books, followed the prestige, and bumped into a pair of clear eyes, "Sorry, I'm late, can I borrow your handout?"

"Yes, yes, you can take it..." Tang Xin stammered, his movements stiff.

"Thank you." Zhao Xingyu smiled at her with two beautiful dimples.

So Tang Xin fell ill, and the [-] in the morning on Friday became extremely easy. Amidst all the complaints from his roommates, he packed up and went out early, holding soy milk and fried dough sticks and looking out of the main building, eager to catch a certain figure.

The main building was facing the school gate, so she saw Zhao Xingyu walking in from outside the school from a distance, just like herself, holding breakfast, hot milk in a glass, and delicious sandwiches.

Tang Xin chewed the shriveled fried dough sticks in his mouth, and swallowed a big mouthful of soy milk with difficulty.

Um?Who is that?

Tang Xin frowned, and stretched out half of his body, only to see the other person who was covered by the shade of the trees.

Tall, with a cropped head, dressed in black from head to toe, with tattoos spreading around his neck that couldn't be covered by his collar, he was obviously an outsider, with a milky white canvas bag hanging on his long arm, which was incompatible with his temperament.

Zhao Xingyu walked downstairs, and put the empty glass bottle back into the palm of the man who accompanied him along the way, together with the leftover half of the sandwich.The snow-white canvas bag was taken off and returned to Chao Xingyu's shoulder. He waved his hand and walked up the stairs under the gaze of the man.

Oh boyfriend.

Tang Xin gave up the idea of ​​asking someone for WeChat, but regretted it two seconds later.

It's okay to be in love, but it's okay to be friends!

To a certain extent, Zhao Xingyu was a little natural. Tang Xin asked him if he could add WeChat friends, without even a trace of doubt, and confessed his phone number and professional class.

Tang Xin looked at the two milk candies in his palm, thinking that he must protect him.

That night, Tang Xin clicked on Chao Xingyu's circle of friends in bed, feeling a little nervous.

Zhao Xingyu’s circle of friends looks different from him from afar. It is much more lively and colorful. There are photos of traveling with a group of friends, running around the world at home and abroad; there are also small videos of celebrating the New Year with his family. Villa; there are also some serious records of similar nature, from piano practice tips to the countdown to the college entrance examination...

His life is rich and happy, it is the happiness that Tang Xin can be infected by seeing it, and it is a happiness that is completely different from hers.

Among them, two circles of friends recently caught Tang Xin's attention. The first text: [He is trying to quit smoking! ], the accompanying picture is a big rough hand, with a candy stick sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger, and there is a blue and black tattoo on the inside of the exposed wrist;

The second article is one month apart from the previous one. The text: [Smoking cessation failed, persisted for 28 days (｀へ?) = 3], the background of the picture is in the car, half of the lens is blocked by a big hand, and the upper right corner is today’s delivery The man who went to school towards Xingyu smiled, his cold facial lines completely melting under the sun.

Is it a boyfriend?Tang Xin couldn't make up his mind, so he had to wait for the opportunity to ask.

With the name of eating supper, Tang Xin became the person who accompanied Chao Xingyu out of the school, and also learned the man's name, Qin Xu.

Qin Xu opened the car door and brought out milk tea, and glanced at Tang Xin with a sense of oppression.

Chao Xingyu naturally took the milk tea, turned around and handed it to Tang Xin who was at the side, and introduced to the two of them, "She is my new friend, her name is Tang Xin. Tang Xin, this is Qin Xu, and also my friend."

Hearing "friend", Tang Xin was suddenly relieved. At the same time, he was so relieved that he didn't think about what to say. He said bluntly, "It's a friend. I thought he was Xiao Yu's boyfriend before..."

Chao Xingyu also laughed, as if hearing a joke.

Only Qin Xu remained silent and tapped his fingers a little anxiously.

*

"Did it cool down again today?" Chao Xingyu had no choice but to turn on the air conditioner in the car without the milk tea to warm up.

"It's dropped two or three degrees, so you can wear a sweater." Qin Xu brought a fleece jacket from the back seat, unfolded it and draped it over Chao Xingyu's legs, pressing all the edges and corners tightly, like a real old lady.

Passing by the milk tea shop that he often drinks, Qin Xu stopped and bought a cup of green milk for someone.Zhao Xingyu usually can't finish drinking, but he just likes to warm his hands and take a few sips on the way home to satisfy his hunger, so Qin Xu became the one who finally finished the whole cup of milk tea, and gradually got used to the sweet taste of milk.

The light and shadow of the street lamp flashed across the faces of the two of them one by one. The two now live in the same apartment, and the relationship between upstairs and downstairs is why Qin Xu is responsible for picking up Chao Xingyu every day.

City N has no main river, and the buildings are denser and taller than City A. The night scene is full of lights flickering all over the sky, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary between the night sky and the rooftops.

As usual, Chao Xingyu talked to Qin Xu about interesting things in and out of school. Qin Xu didn't respond much, but Chao Xingyu knew that he had been listening carefully.

"Tang Xin asked me where I bought my breakfast today. I said you made it, and she was surprised." After arriving at the parking space, Chao Xingyu opened the door and got off the car, with a lively tone, "Who would have thought that a hunk with a flowery arm and a short hair would do that?" The rice is cleaned and nothing is left behind..."

Qin Xu glanced at the self-conscious and happy person, and felt itchy in his heart, "It's not for everyone, I'll do it for you." He said.

"I know." Zhao Xingyu nodded, his tone softened, "I know you only did it for me."

Qin Xu raised the corner of his mouth and accompanied Chao Xingyu to his floor.

"Today Tang Xin also said that you are my boyfriend."

The voice-activated lights in the corridor responded a bit late, Qin Xu stomped his feet lightly, and the warm yellow lights came down one after another, illuminating Chao Xingyu's upturned cheeks.

"Why does she think you are my boyfriend?"

The air flow slowed down, Qin Xu heard his own heavy heartbeat in the silence, he opened his mouth, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Because I am the one who picks you up and sees you off, and makes you breakfast with milk tea."

"anything else?"

Qin Xu stood up straight unconsciously, "I chased you to N City, showed you the stars, taught you how to ride a bicycle, and I am the one who lives downstairs from your house."

Chao Xingyu smiled, with Qin Xu in his bright eyes, he continued to ask: "Is there any more?"

"What do you want to hear?" The light dimmed, Qin Xu stomped his feet again, and at the same time took a step forward, so close to Chao Xingyu that he could touch it with a slight bend. His voice was low and his eyes were serious. listen?"

Before Chao Xingyu answered, Qin Xu spoke first: "I want to be your boyfriend, so I am courting you. I want another chance. Will you give it? Xiao Yu."

Qin Xu seldom calls him by name, and most of the time he always jokingly calls him a child or a good student, but Zhao Xingyu has seen the note on his mobile phone, which is a pattern of small raindrops that is very inconsistent with Qin Xu.

Qin Xu always treats him with countless patience and care, only for him.

In fact, from the night when Qin Xu chased him to N City, Zhao Xingyu knew him at first sight when he saw him under the street lamp—this man liked him.

Because of this liking, she left behind all the past and present in City A, and chased after him, silently taking care of him and accompanying him like spring rain.

Chao Xingyu stretched out his hands to hold Qin Xu's cheeks, rubbed them mischievously and deformed them, then squinted his eyes and smiled in satisfaction, tiptoed and kissed the corner of Qin Xu's mouth, and it fell apart instantly.

"I will. Are you happy?"

Qin Xu's life so far, for a full 25 years, has never been more joyful than this moment. The blood flowing in his body seems to have turned into sugar water, gurgling to the heart, and his limbs are no longer Heavy, before leaving the body, the soul was left on the ground by Zhao Xingyu's kiss.

He opened his mouth again, his voice hoarse: "Happy..."

The muscles in his powerful arms tensed, Qin Xu bent down, hugged his little boyfriend he just got and sat in his arms, with his palms on his back, and when the corridor fell into darkness again, he let him lean against the wall, Leaning and squeezing, he lowered his head and kissed his little boyfriend tightly.

This kiss came fiercely and eagerly, Qin Xu was like a hungry beast, smelling the little scent leaking from Chao Xingyu's lips, he couldn't help sucking and licking until his soft and tender lips were tortured It was red, swollen and shiny.

Chao Xingyu couldn't breathe, Qin Xu's high body temperature and hot breathing made him dizzy, he forgot how to breathe when kissing, he could only reach out to pull the clothes on Qin Xu's shoulders, pitifully asking him to leave farther away.

"Open your mouth..." Qin Xu moved away a little, but still pressed his lips to Chao Xingyu's. His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse, "Baby, open your mouth..."

Chao Xingyu was kissed unconsciously by him, and he just opened his mouth to breathe in a daze. Before he got enough oxygen, he was kissed deeper...

Chao Xingyu hugged Qin Xu's head in the dark, his short stubble hurt his soft palm.

This person hurts him so much, don't kiss him again next time.

Zhao Xingyu was thinking dizzily.

*

In Mr. Fu's hand is a document, and some photos of Qin Xu and Chao Xingyu when they got along are also included.

"Is the bottom clean?"

Uncle Guan stood respectfully and shook his head after thinking for a moment.

The documents were thrown away and scattered on the desktop, Uncle Guan turned and left knowingly.

Mr. Fu took off his glasses, lowered his head, thinking quietly.

The cell phone rang, and among all Mr. Fu's contacts, only one had a cell phone ring.

"Baby, are you willing to call me?"

The background sound on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, as if get out of class had just ended.

"Medical records? Whose medical records?"

Listening to the phone, Mr. Fu strolled to the terrace. The nest of squirrels that Zhao Xingyu insisted on staying in the flower pot the year before had already fled, and only the crushed orchids remained, and no more flowers grew.

"I see, I will be asked, don't worry."

"How is your life recently? Did you pay attention to adding clothes?"

"That's it, then you hang up, your homework is important."

"I miss you too, baby, goodbye."

Mr. Fu reached out to lift the dead orchid. The root of the flower was broken in the soil, and there was no hope of life again.

The author has something to say: Tang Xin: I am a fucking tool man! ?