Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Xiang Kongshan said this very frivolously. It seems that in his opinion, love is just a kind of fun that smart people use for leisure. But if Yu Ye looks carefully, he can probably see that his expression is no more than a bluff. It's just that the two of them have their own thoughts, so no one cares about it.

Hidden behind this question is Xiang Kongshan's temptation, which is his misty expectation. He hopes that Yu Ye will think this is a very novel and fun thing, just like the first time he went to an amusement park or played video games for the first time. , you can draw joy from it, but don't take it too seriously.

Because if this is the case, he can also slightly alleviate the guilt of having done a big mistake, and he doesn't have to worry too much about the future.

Unfortunately, things backfired. Yu Yehao corrected him very seriously: "Love is not fun or not. Love can only be described as sweet and happy. Please, you are also No. 1 in Chinese."

"...Forget it," Yu Yehao suddenly waved his hand again, with a very airy look, "I can't explain it to you, single dog."

Xiang Kongshan responded with a smile, but no matter how you looked at that smile, it was a bit regretful and bitter. After a tasteless meal, he went to pay, and the two formally bid farewell downstairs in Yu Yehao's house.He was left alone walking through the night, and just after he walked out, his phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, and he took it out to see that it was Yu Yehao who sent him a message:

[I'm home, it's a bit late today, sorry.Qingqing, have you had dinner yet? ]

Telling a lie requires thousands of lies to cover it up, Xiang Kongshan finally felt it in his own shoes.At this moment and here, although he was a little bit disappointed, he still replied: [I haven't arrived home yet, I happen to have something to do today. ]

Yu Yehao had already changed into thick autumn and winter home clothes. He sat in front of the window, looked at the empty street outside, and replied worriedly, "Are you alone? Be careful."

[It doesn't matter. ]

Xiang Kongshan really thought it was okay, but in Yu Yehao's perception, a young girl who was alone at night was a very dangerous configuration no matter how you looked at it, so he took the initiative to suggest: "Why don't I call you?" , talk to you for a while, how about it? ]

Call up?

Brother Xiaoshan really panicked this time, he quickly made up a reason for himself: [I'm afraid I can't do it now, I have a cold and my voice is hoarse. ]

This trick has some effect, but not completely. Yu Yehao just briefly shifted the focus to why she caught a cold. The two chatted a little, and he said: "But you walk at night by yourself. I don't worry, I still need to communicate.It's okay to not talk, just treat me as a panting ornament! ]

The words have come to this point, if Xiang Kongshan refuses any further, it will probably really arouse suspicion, so he can only agree: [Okay, then wait a moment. ]

Immediately, he immediately turned off the screen, looked left and right like a thief, and saw that there was no one around, so he put down his snacks.In the limited time, he cleared his throat with a dry cough twice, and then he pinched his throat again, as if he was about to die, and shouted to the empty curb in a loop:

"Good~ good~ brother~ brother~"

Before the sound hit the ground, the lights on the second floor of the nearby residential building were turned off with a bang.

In that darkness, suddenly, he heard a middle-aged woman scaring her children in a low voice: "See, if you don't sleep well at this point, you will become a psychopath like him, don't go home in the middle of the night, and go crazy on the street .”

The child was crying.

Xiang Kongshan, who thought he performed well: ...

Wicked!

This way is obviously not working, he can only use the last two characters of pretending to be deaf and dumb to the extreme, dial a voice communication, and Yu Yehao's other side quickly picks up, in the rustling, he heard the other party speak : "Qingqing?"

"...Hmm." He replied vaguely.

Sure enough, Yu Yehao didn't hear anything, but just sighed and said: "Is the cold so serious? My voice is so hoarse."

Xiang Kongshan replied vaguely again.

Thank you Yu Ye for being such a considerate child. He didn’t say anything more, and the microphones of both of them fell silent. For a while, only the sound of the wind and the sound of flipping books could be heard alternately. Only very occasionally, it seemed that Yu Ye was very scared. He was lonely, so he would call out his name a little, and then say a few words, and most of them did not need to respond.

Of course, it was Zhu Qingqing who called, not Xiang Kongshan.

He said: "Qingqing, this question is so difficult, I want to tear up the book."

Xiang Kongshan put a smile on his eyebrows, bowed his head and typed: [Scholar will also have such thoughts. ]

Yu Yehao probably didn't look at the phone, and after a while, he smiled clearly: "Students are not born to be Xueba, just like when you practice the piano, don't you ever want to smash the piano to pieces? "

[Well...of course there is. ]

After all, Ms. Xiang Qingzhu, who is the prototype of the heroine, is on the verge of going berserk every time she practices the piano. She doesn't even dare to provoke Xiang Kongshan, for fear that she will be pierced by the erhu in the next second and lead to a murder. brother tragedy.

It can't be said that worrying is unfounded. Anyway, there are more or less personal grievances.

Yu Ye was amused by him, and after a while, he whispered: "Then, if there is a chance, can you invite me to a private recital?"

Xiang Kongshan paused, his smile disappeared, and he replied: [Of course. ]

Qinggang Street was about to come to an end again, and he saw the familiar scenery, and Yu Yehao’s warm and intimate breath came from the earphones, which made him suddenly reluctant to walk this section of the road, but any road would At the end, when he was about to walk to the door of the house, he still said: "Thank you, good brother, I'm home." ]

Yu Yehao was also a little bit reluctant: "This is it? ... Well, let's talk next time, I hope your cold will be cured by then."

[must. ]

Strangely, until this moment, the two of them had the real feeling that they were on the phone with the person they just fell in love with. Although they were shy but arrived late, they overturned Yu Yehao's boat violently. His heart was beating fast. Before hanging up the phone, he quickly added the last sentence: "If, if there is a chance, let's meet and talk!"

The phone was hung up immediately, leaving Xiang Kongshan alone, holding the warm phone in a daze.

The door opened unexpectedly, and Xiang Qingzhu stood at the door, looking at him foolishly: "I heard you go upstairs from afar, why did you stop? Have you finally learned how to be a fool?"

"...go aside."

He changed his shoes, walked around to the living room, and saw Qiu Yuqing sitting on the sofa watching a series in the same posture for thousands of years. When he came back, he just nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Did you eat?"

"Ate."

"Oh," my mother nodded, completely immersed in the plot of the TV series, but got rid of one after another, and followed him upstairs like a small tail of Xiang Qingzhu. When he saw him entering the room and was about to close the door, he grabbed the door frame again, refusing to obey. Rao asked: "Why did you go and come back so late?"

"School math competition, mobilize me."

"That's it." Nodding to Qingzhu, he asked back suspiciously, "Didn't you lie to Brother Xiaoyu?"

"...?"

During the time when he was puzzled and silent, his sister had already started to jump, with the words "scumbag" shining brightly on her face, "You are still pretending to be stupid! I always thought the name Yu Yehao was familiar, but I just remembered today that he is not Was it the handsome guy who was tied with you at the top of the high school entrance examination! You two were also featured in the Liancheng Evening News together!"

"Xiang Kongshan, you are not a human being! You are right next door to him and you still lie to him on the Internet. You are a handsome guy, and you are still a top student. What did you do wrong!"

"...It's okay, okay." Xiang Kongshan stopped as if he couldn't bear it, "You have nothing to do today? You have nothing to do with me."

Xiang Qingzhu said righteously: "It is my mission to save the handsome guy from the clutches of the devil!"

"..." Xiang Kongshan was speechless, and when he was about to close the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a pool of white things on the shelf next to the railing, subconsciously frowned and said, "Xiang Qingzhu, you're throwing socks everywhere again!"

Following his gaze, Xiang Qingzhu was changed from the topic, and said with disgust: "What do stinky straight men know, these are stockings."

She walked to the side, raised two fingers to show: "See, silk stockings, white silk! We use them for performances!"

"Your performances are really getting more and more evil. Which one will play the erhu on stage and wear white silk?"

Xiang Qingzhu jumped in anger: "You don't understand aesthetics!"

"Yeah, I don't understand," he nodded perfunctorily, "Don't show off your clothes at home, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

The door was closed with a bang, and Xiang Kongshan sat by the bed, thinking disdainfully: Only the ghosts think it looks good if it is so gaudy.

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