Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

The two finished their lunch in a harmonious manner, standing on the street with their bodies smelling of spicy oil, almost at the same time wondering: What are we going to do after lunch?

After looking at each other, Yu Yehao began to play with his fingers unconsciously again, and then tentatively said: "Then I'll go back?"

Xiang Kongshan: "...um."

Then he watched Yu Yehao's movements around his fingers getting faster and faster, almost becoming an afterimage; on the contrary, he took a step under his feet with great difficulty, but retreated after a while When he came back, he stretched out his hand towards him, and confidently said, "My popsicle!"

"Ah, here."

Xiang Kongshan was dumbfounded for some reason. He handed over the pink packaging bag, which contained popsicles, cakes and milk tea. It was like feeding a picky eater. He wanted to serve all kinds of snacks.It wasn't until seeing that Yu Yehao was about to leave with something that he suddenly realized that he grabbed the other person's arm, "Wait!"

Yu Yehao immediately stopped moving and didn't struggle. He was obedient to death and turned to look at him: "Huh?"

In fact, Xiang Kongshan couldn't say anything, anyway, at that moment just now, for some reason, he subconsciously thought: After finally getting someone out of the house, how could he let him go so easily?

But he couldn't say this in front of Yu Yehao, so he racked his brains and finally had an idea and asked, "Hello Yu Ye, would you like to take a walk?"

However, as we all know, walking in autumn and winter, especially walking in front of the house, is really not a good choice.

Although the weather forecast said earlier that the temperature will rise, the wind blows to the face, which still hurts like a knife. In addition, Brother Xiaoshan needs style and not temperature in autumn and winter, and there are few clothes that can actually keep warm on his body, walking in all directions Qinggang Street, which is all ventilated, was frozen into a dog every minute. Because Ku Ge couldn't show his face, he endured extreme pain and couldn't speak.

After a while, he couldn't hold back anymore, picked up the hood of his hoodie, and put it on his head.

After a while, he couldn't hold back again, and put on Yu Yehao who was next to him.

Yu Ye was concentrating on eating popsicles when the top of his head suddenly felt heavy. He turned his head to look at the empty mountain in wonder, but because the hat was too big, he could only see a piece of black when he twisted it around, so he groaned to express his dissatisfaction: "I don't want to wear a hat, it's hot."

Xiang Kongshan thought it was really a drought and a flood, but he quickly took off Yu Ye's good hat and tidied the other's hair very thoughtfully.Yu Yehao's hair was really damaged today, and it was still curled up in a mess at this time. He stroked the empty mountain twice, but found that it was useless, so he stopped, shivering without any trace.

Fortunately, Yu Yehao was too absorbed in gnawing, so he didn't notice it.

Yu Yehao didn't have the slightest sense of his mental activities, and most of his attention was on the popsicle in his hand. At the end of eating, the melted sugar water dripped down his hand, so he stared at the gap between his fingers very tangled, and then suddenly Called out: "Xiang Kongshan!"

"Ok?"

"Is there any wet wipes, please wipe your hands."

Yu Yehao rushed towards Kongshan and raised his sugar-smelling hand. His gesture revealed a kind of intimacy that he had never seen before. He really looked like a child, and he wanted to use even the most important things to attract other people's attention; but Xiang Kongshan didn't think there was anything wrong, he probably got used to it from a young age, and Xiang Qingzhu took out a pack of mini wet wipes from his pocket in a normal way, held the other's hand and wiped it very naturally, and finally lifted it up After looking at it carefully, he said, "Okay."

"...Thank you." Yu Yehao withdrew his hand as naturally as possible, put it in his pocket, and tightly pinched a small piece of fabric inside, as if this would relieve his inexplicable panic and shortness of breath.The rest of the journey was too quiet. In order to avoid embarrassment, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and slid back and forth on the main screen interface. Then he accidentally clicked on the social software and found that Zhu Qingqing's profile picture was on, but Very quiet, as if waiting for him to find her.

Yu Ye was so happy, he clicked on the chat box with the other party, and quickly edited: [Qingqing!I am coming! ]

At the same time, Xiang Kongshan's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Zhu Qingqing, who didn't cut her number, said: "..."

Yu Ye didn't doubt that he was there, and continued to send Zhu Qingqing a message with his head down: [Is there anything to do today, if you are not busy, you can chat with me! ]

Xiang Kongshan's phone vibrated again.

Yu Yehao still wanted to continue posting, so he pressed the other party's hand, and his voice seemed to come out of his teeth: "...don't post."

"Oh."

The latter obediently put away his phone, and the two of them walked forward relatively silently. Yu Yehao suddenly said without a word: "Xiang Kongshan, do you have a dream of being a president?"

"?"

"That's right," Yu Ye tried hard to explain, "Oh, man, you still have to play with your mobile phone when you're with me. Is it because I'm not interesting enough? — That's it."

"..."

Xiang Kongshan was a little speechless, but silently accepted the blame. In order to prevent Yu Yehao from going online, he even offered to propose: "Where do you want to go? Do you want to go to the bookstore?"

"Row."

Although Yu Yehao spoke nicely, he still kept pinching his phone, but Zhu Qingqing, who always replied in seconds, didn't reply this time. He finally put it away dully, and turned his attention to other places. He poked Xiang Kongshan's arm with a gossiping expression: "Xiang Kongshan, I remember your phone rang just now."

Xiang Kongshan didn't look sideways, shedding a drop of cold sweat meaningly: "...um."

Yu Yehao continued: "Aren't you looking to see who it is? What if I need to find you? It just kept ringing."

"...It should be fine."

"Tsk, you are so cold." Xiaoyu didn't find out about the gossip, and felt that it was even more boring, so he took out his mobile phone to look at it again, seeing that Zhu Qingqing still didn't call back, he felt a little disappointed, but he sorted it out soon Emotions, seemingly inadvertently, but actually murmured schemingly: "Oh, one or two both have the problem of not replying to messages."

Xiang Kongshan continued to stare intently, resolutely refusing to answer his words.

Yu Ye couldn't hold back any longer, so he stuck his arm again, very unhappy: "Can you chat? Why don't you ask who I'm messaging with!"

Xiang Kongshan: "..."

He laughed twice: "Haha."

Immediately afterwards, he read: "Then who are you sending messages to?"

"Dangdang——!" Yu Ye was waiting for this sentence. He was beaten by Waterloo when he showed his love in school, and he became more and more courageous when he showed his affection in front of his deadly opponent; the phone was lifted up immediately, with the sweetness of ice cream just now , wishing to poke directly into Xiang Kongshan's eyeballs, he said mysteriously, "Who else can it be, my partner!"

Mr. Xiang Kongshan, who is very good at cheering, was taken aback. Although he knew that Yu Ye was ignorant and was just showing off to him, he still couldn't hold back his smile, and even spoke sincerely: "Well, you are so loving oh."

"That is!"

Yu Yehao finally unilaterally expressed his pride in falling in love. For a while, he looked at Kongshan much more pleasingly, and patted the other side's shoulder generously: "Hey, you are in your school, there is nothing wrong with you." Do you like the little girl?"

He originally asked the question casually, but Xiang Kongshan actually answered seriously. The other party's eyes were burning, and he said firmly, "Yes, but it's not from our school."

"what……"

Xiang Kongshan didn't know what state of mind he was in at the moment, he stared at Yu Yehao's eyes, and said slowly: "She is very beautiful, her voice is nice, and she likes to act like a baby. When she is angry or guilty, her eyes will be very wide open. Yuan, the most important thing is to have good grades, and she has always been No.1. In short, she is cute, so cute, and I feel uncomfortable if I don’t see her for a day, and I feel like something is missing.”

After a few words, his heart beat faster, and he closed his eyes subconsciously; the direction of this description was too obvious, Xiang Kongshan was like a criminal who surrendered himself, anxiously waiting for Yu Yehao's verdict.But he waited and waited, but Yu Yehao never spoke.

So he opened his eyes, only to find that the other person looked very moved, like a little fool: "Xiang Kongshan, you are such a good man! I support you!!"

"...Drink your milk tea!"

While talking, I almost arrived at the place, the largest bookstore on Qinggang Street - Youhe Bookstore.

On Saturday afternoon, there was no one in the bookstore. The boss was lying on the counter drowsy. When he saw them coming in, he just nodded. Yu Ye really wanted to go straight to the teaching and auxiliary area, but Xiang Kongshan stopped in the first row The bookshelf didn't move, he walked over, only to find that the other party was holding a book in his hand, the gaudy cover was very familiar, it was: "Eighteen Treasures of a Child: Where Can the High Leng Xueba Get Away".

The past was vivid in his memory, Yu Yehao's face turned red, and he wanted to grab the book angrily: "Don't read it!"

Taking advantage of his height, Xiang Kongshan held the book high, while teasing him: "What's there to be shy about, haven't you read it before, let me look for it...Look at this, Murong Dashan smiled charmingly, Say, 'Man, you're playing with fire!'”

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't stop the car, so he continued to read: "...Ye·Shangxinyingyu·Bingjielina·Yu bit her thin lips like petals lightly, and asked heartbrokenly:' Murong Dashan, do you love me or my sister!'”

The atmosphere became more and more silent, more and more embarrassing, even Yu Yehao didn't move, Xiang Kongshan's scalp was numb, but he still read the last sentence firmly: "Murong Dashan smiled contemptuously, 'Oh, don't you understand? I have no desire for women!'”

"..."

"..."

"Well, why don't you go over there and look at the newly released papers." Yu Ye looked down at the ground.

"……Um."

The author has something to say:

Performs some couple toe grabbing on a regular basis

A good man always wears wet wipes, tissues and small handkerchiefs when he goes out. You see, this detail has been tightly grasped by our brother Xiaoshan again!