Oral period

Fortunately, it's not really for the earphones.

Xia Jingzhe stood outside the closed back door of the classroom, leaning against the cold metal door and listening to the movement behind the door, while thinking with complicated emotions.

In fact, it was almost the end of school, and it was the art festival again. After the art performance, many classes had already left early in the rare relaxed atmosphere. They were the only classrooms left on this floor with the lights on, and the sound of disputes was abrupt. Into the silence of the night, it seems very inappropriate.

So he couldn't push the door to go in, took advantage of the chaos as expected, took the earphones, and sat in the corner to watch the possible farce--he was forced to stay in the "audience seat" separated by the door, listening to the A dispute between you and me.

At first, they were unwilling to be reconciled to the head teacher's unreasonable accusations, and they gathered in a small group to denounce. The group near the back door was particularly excited, and a few radical remarks such as "she just stands and talks without back pain" passed through the door. in his ears.

Later, it gradually evolved into mutual accusations of unknown meaning, like a chaotic group fight under the guise of discussion, and the theme wandered around in a mess. About why I spent so much money on ordering clothes and buying props but failed to win the prize in the end, did someone come from The attitude was not correct at the beginning, or whoever said it during the short vacation made them miss the rehearsal.

"Look, when they have a common enemy, they have to wear a pair of pants. How do you say that word... oh, the same enemy." Xia Jingzhe squatted down in the shadow of the corner of the corridor, playing with the hem of the pillow and clothes like a cat scratching a toy and said softly, "But if there is no common enemy, like now they are afraid of being caught by the surveillance cameras and dare not scold the teacher, then these people can immediately turn their faces and fight all night in the nest - I am not talented, I am close to you!" Over the past year, he has been playing the important role of 'common enemy' and has made great contributions to the harmony and stability of the class."

His tone of speech was very light, and he couldn't hear the meaning of self-mockery. He used strange words and sentences as if he was playing some black humorous stalk, and even had a bit of serious meaning, as if he had already stood in the perspective of a bystander, judging from the results. Set off to create an absurd definition of your own dark past.

Zhen Xiao couldn't stand him playing with his scars in such a calm and unconcerned way, thinking that Xia Jingzhe like this was more distressing than when he was choked up crying, so he reached out to wrap his hands around him and grabbed the hem of his clothes. He squeezed his hands in a comforting way—before he could speak, the man squatting in the corner suddenly stood up, took a few steps back without warning, and pulled him into the stairwell together.

"Hush," Xia Jingzhe could only speak out of breath for fear of disturbing the voice-activated lights. He raised an index finger and shook his mouth, looked at him and said, "The light at the door of the opposite office is on, she should be coming over. .”

Zhenxiao was blocked by him in the corner, and subconsciously raised her arms to hug him, but she couldn't hear the second half of his sentence at all. There was only one inexplicable thought in her mind, about Xia Jingzhe's waist seemed to be thinner than imagined ——Especially in the dark, when you don’t rely on vision, but only rely on physical contact to feel, even through a thick layer of sweater, it still gives people the illusion that it will be broken with a little force.

So he let go with self-knowledge, so as not to really hurt the other party.

Xia Jingzhe seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, and belatedly realized that it was strange for them to be stuck in a dark corner like this, like some kind of cheating scene where a young couple hides in a teaching building after school—I have drawn comics for four or five years. The professionalism below plays an untimely role, filling sporadic keywords into the picture, and conceived the plot that should be in the next few scenes, such as further hugs, or kissing in the sound of approaching footsteps.

He was startled by his over-completion brain supplement, subconsciously withdrew his hand that was still attached to the person's mouth, stepped back in a rather embarrassing manner, and then remembered to put on an appearance that nothing happened, pretending Tsukuru himself was only interested in what was going on in the classroom next door, rather than blushing at the intimate images he had over-imagined.

However, Zhen Xiao refused to let him get what he wanted. I don't know if it was intentional or because he really lacked a sense of boundaries. I don't know when he posted it again. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he hugged him unscrupulously, rested his chin on his shoulder, and breathed lightly. into his neck.

"Why," he couldn't make a sound, so he had to poke the person behind him with his elbow in a warning manner, and asked in a low voice that would not disturb the voice-activated lights, "Why are you so sticky?"

Zhen Xiao raised his hand in a serious manner, rubbed his lips with his index finger, whispered to him, and jumped out word by word, dragging out the words that could have been finished quickly: "It's cold, I can't hear clearly .”

Xia Jingzhe could clearly see that he did it on purpose, but he couldn't refute it, the roots of his ears were itchy and hot from his breathing, and even his legs were a little unsteady, so he simply ignored him, leaned back like a fool, and lowered his head. Head down and listen carefully to the corner.

The classroom separated by a wall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, only the sharp voice of the woman chattered non-stop, from "how did you tell me when I was about to order clothes?" I gave you time and didn’t seriously prepare to embarrass me”—these are all clichés that have been fired in the auditorium. The difference is that there were teachers who passed by at the time who couldn’t stand it, and kindly advised her not to be so serious, but now the whole world It seems that there are only a few people left, those who are buried in the scolding and silent, and those who stay out and listen to the corner.

Zhen Xiao didn't have much interest in these things, and as she listened, her left ear went in and her right ear went out again, her eyes fell on the thin back of the neck of the man in her arms——Xia Jingzhe was standing in the same dim night wearing a black sweater, and then On the top is the loose black hair, which makes the small part of the neck exposed in the middle so white that it is eye-catching, as if covered with a hazy glow, and the protrusions of the bones are also clearly defined.

He drooped his eyelashes, thinking that if Xia Jingzhe turned his head now, he would probably say that his eyes were too tired and crooked like a pervert.Then, similarly, he lowered his head in a strange manner, and pressed a kiss on the third protruding bone of the other party's neck.

Xia Jingzhe took a sharp breath, a dirty word quickly rolled across his lips, and hurriedly tried to break away from him, who looked like a cat with a fizzy hair - I don't know if the struggle was too loud or the curse was too loud, the next second he voiced the lights When the light came on, it made him hard to hide his red ears.

"Hush——" Zhen Xiao stopped him in time before he could utter the second sentence, and the behavior of pulling him into his arms and then ruffling his hair was like soothing a cat that frowned, "...Listen, is there someone here? say?"