Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Yu Yehao didn't reply to the message that night, and he didn't know what kind of guesses he still had about it, or he was determined to do it more simply. Since Xiang Kongshan had already directly and clearly said no, then he really didn't intend to Give again.

In short, the two fell into an unprecedented cold war. Not only could they not talk at school, but they also treated each other as transparent people online. In addition, they were both busy with exams, and the intersection became very rare for a while; Days passed for several days, and it was not until the weekend that we finally ushered in a turning point.

He Jingle's birthday is coming.

He was born at the end of October. In previous years, at this time, he would spend most of his time at home. The family of three cut cakes and unwrapped presents, and said auspicious words to each other. My son has a good and high-quality social circle, so he insisted on holding a big birthday party at home, and ordered him to bring over Xiang Kongshan and Yu Yehao, whom he met in the bookstore last time, to satisfy the landlord. Friendship.

He Jingle originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw his mother's face full of love and longing, he really couldn't bear to say harsh words to hit him; he missed the opportunity to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and go there during class. Looking for someone in the Kongshan class, before he could say anything, his face turned red, and he hesitated to send out the invitation:

"Uh... that... I, my what..."

He stumbled, spent most of the class break, didn't say a whole sentence, but was terribly ashamed of himself: what kind of international joke, what do you want him to say, could it be that my mother asked me to take my good friend to dinner at home, I really can't hold her back, and I don't have any other friends, so I came to invite you?

Listening to this, it seems that he is begging others for pity.

But in fact, He Jingle has lived for just over a dozen years, and has no shortage of food and clothing. Even if he is an idle bastard, he is still loved by his parents. He doesn't feel that it is a pity that he has no friends to celebrate his birthday. .

Social networking is something that can’t be found, if you don’t have it, let it go. Besides, he has money. If he really feels lonely one day, he will always hear a sound when he spends money, and there will always be people flocking to him. There is nothing to be sad about.

Wine and meat friends are also friends, and feelings bought with money are also feelings.

Thinking of this, he suddenly calmed down, looked up and saw that Xiang Kongshan was still standing there, he stopped stuttering, and opened his mouth habitually: "Oh, I'm fine, I just came to greet you in my busy schedule, I hope you are not ungrateful."

Xiang Kongshan looked at him with a look of "you are an idiot", but he didn't speak because of the image of cool brother; Ke Wenyao came out from nowhere, jumped on his back from behind, and asked with a smile: " What do you say, listen to me too."

"Say we're going to eat at the newly opened fried chicken shop in front of the school at noon today." Xiang Kongshan answered with a calm expression.

"Didn't you agree to eat the braised chicken and rice on the second floor of the cafeteria?"

"Who told you that the stewed chicken and big potatoes are almost the same. You are willing to eat it yourself. Anyway, I will vote for the fried chicken."

The two of them cast their eyes on the silent He Jingle, and asked Kong Shan indifferently: "Steamed big potatoes or—"

"I choose fried chicken."

Brother Xiaoshan nodded, obviously satisfied: "The fried chicken team won."

He wanted to go back to work, but he remembered something halfway. He stopped suddenly, his eyes gradually became a little subtle, and he kept staring at He Jingle who was in a daze for some reason. Even Ke Wenyao felt hairy all over his body. Hanging, as if to empathize with another.

Xiang Kongshan maintained this delicate expression and said, "He Jingle, do you want to—"

"Ok?"

"...Forget it, it's okay." The latter let out a sigh of relief.

The newly opened shop was very lively, and most of them were girls. Xiang Kongshan and the others were very eye-catching. The three of them found a corner to sit down and wait for their meal. Ke Wenyao was still patting He Jingle's shoulder and laughing wildly: "Hey, let me tell you earlier, it's just Is it your birthday! What are you embarrassed about?"

He Jingle's white face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and he opened his mouth to quibble: "Fuck you, whoever said I'm embarrassed! I just didn't think about what to say, don't push your nose on your face, I will Did you say that you must come? ... Will love come or not!"

"Yeah, huh," Ke Wenyao understood his words. At this time, he didn't answer his words but just cheered, and nodded while holding his own Coke, "You are right, big star, big handsome guy, please, let me Let's go! If I don't go, I will regret it for the rest of my life hahahaha!"

Ke Wenyao said it casually, but He Jingle took it seriously, and said awkwardly: "Really? Then come here, I can invite you mercifully, oh, and Yu Ye is good, my mother said—— "

Realizing that he had unconsciously revealed the truth, he shut his mouth tightly.

But no one seemed to care, when the meal was served, Ke Wenyao picked up a chicken thigh, continued to pat him on the shoulder and laughed wildly as he gnawed on it, and then lived up to expectations and was choked to death; Xiang Kongshan sat opposite the two of them and sipped milk tea slowly, The scene was very chaotic for a while, until Xiang Kongshan asked abruptly:

"Do you want to treat Yu Ye well?"

"Ah? Hmm." He Jingle nodded, "He is too late for making up lessons, so I might not see him. You can just let him know when you see him after school."

Ke Wenyao was still coughing, but now he choked it back abruptly. As the only person who knew that the two were in a cold war, the pressure was so great that even the meat in his mouth didn't taste good.

He Jingle hadn't reacted yet, but Xiang Kongshan had already nodded, so he didn't realize that something was wrong, and continued to exhort: "Just say that I mentioned it casually, and I didn't intend to invite him in particular... Forget it, you two are good!" Brother, you may not know how to arrange me."

Ke Wenyao was beside him, trembling, and almost poked a bone into his nostril.

He raised his head and saw that Xiang Kongshan was still calm and breezy, but he couldn't help beating his heart, and when He Jingle returned to work first, he dared to ask: "You and Yu Ye are like this, can he come? "

"If you come or not, you will know if you try."

Glancing at Kong Shan at him, he was actually a little bit uncertain, but no matter what, he thought, the situation couldn't be worse than the current situation.

So, he did what he said, and after a few days, Brother Xiaoshan finally stood under the streetlight at night after school, the old place where the two met, quietly waiting for Yu Yehao to leave the school gate.

He quickly found the target among the few scattered people: Yu Ye was slowly falling behind everyone, and his appearance was still beautiful, and he could be seen at a glance in the crowd, but I don't know if it was several days The illusion of not seeing it, Xiang Kongshan always felt that Yu Ye, who was not jumping around under his nose, seemed to be thinner and haggard a lot, making him want to rush over now, and hug her in his arms without thinking. Coaxing him well, even if he is hated for the rest of his life, he is willing to do so.

But he couldn't, he was even afraid that once he opened his mouth, Yu Yehao would run away from him, and that would make him feel sadder than anything else.

"Hi Yu Ye."

When he opened his mouth, he realized that even his voice was hoarse.

The latter was obviously taken aback, then quickened his pace without looking back, Xiang Kongshan had to trot to try to catch up with him, he ran away from him, they all flew freely like riding a broom on the curb.Brother Xiaoshan became anxious first, and shouted while running, filling his stomach with cold wind: "Hello Yu Ye! Don't run away! I really have something to tell you!"

Yu Yehao slammed on the brakes, and he couldn't help but feel strange, because the matter had developed so far, it seemed that it had changed from a simple cold war to a marathon Qinggang Street limited race; Try to make some foolish things, there are steps, and if you can't go down, you can't go down, he thought, so be it.

He didn't soften his heart, it was just because he told Kong Shan that something was wrong!

But it's still necessary to pretend, Yu Yehao turned around, raised his head high, and tried to talk to Xiang Kongshan with supercilious eyes: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Kongshan took a breath, swallowed his saliva cautiously, and said, "He Jingle is going to celebrate his birthday this week, and he invited us all to go to his house to play together."

Yu Ye was so caught off guard, he didn't expect that the other party really had something serious to do, so he was stunned for a moment before saying, "Oh, I see, I will go."

"That's good."

Xiang Kongshan seemed to be heaving a sigh of relief, and subconsciously wanted to touch Yu Yehao's head, but stopped midway, and lifted his schoolbag up to hide it, and after finishing all this, As if he finally didn't know what to do to prolong the time they spent together, he said in frustration, "Then I'm leaving."

Yu Ye opened his mouth in vain, and finally said: "...bye."

He stood there, subconsciously staring at Kongshan's straight back for a few seconds. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy seemed to be able to bend his back even if the sky fell, but he always felt that the other party should be very relaxed at this time. After a few glances, you will also feel sad together.

Suddenly, the figure stopped, seemed to take a deep breath, and then flew towards the way it came. Before Yu Yehao could react, Xiang Kongshan had already hugged him very hard.

The smell of warm and clean laundry detergent permeated the noses of the two. Xiang Kongshan hugged Yu Yehao, and dropped a kiss on the other's shoulder that would probably never be felt. But at this moment, he just sighed and said:

"I'm sorry, fine."

But how many words of sorry do you have to say before you can say "I like you" openly?

This is really an unsolvable math problem, and even the omnipotent brother Xiaoshan has no clue.

The author has something to say:

Yu Yehao: I don't want to wait for him either, but he said he has something to tell me.

[This piece may also be called "Hundred Steps After Meal, Live to 99" (I'm talking nonsense, it's best not to run at night in winter, because you will lose weight when you breathe in the cold air. ——From Xiang Kongshan, who did not want to be named Mr. told us a little tip of life!