Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Xiang Kongshan just sat like this, and the growing wind and snow piled up in his fluffy hair, pressing out several wet gullies, which turned into water marks and flowed into his eyebrows and eyes, bringing a little sourness.He closed his eyes, and there was a hot pain from the place where he was beaten, which was in stark contrast to the ice and snow around him, silently proclaiming that what happened just now was not a hallucination after day and night, but was real The last fig leaf was torn off, an embarrassing and unseemly ending.

The commotion between the two just now was not small. Peier and the others nearby had already noticed it. At this time, they finally arrived belatedly, but no one dared to step forward. In the end, Chao Qing took a few steps. With a stagnant sigh, he said, "Hey, what is this for?"

The person who taught him holding hands and kissing to represent a harmonious relationship last time seems to be no longer convinced. Even Chao Qing, who is dull and ignorant of world affairs, is now aware of the cracks in the relationship between Xiang Kongshan and Yu Ye like never before. He took out a small pack of napkins, approached and wanted to hand one out, only then did he see clearly the mess on Xiang Kongshan's face at this time, so he couldn't help exclaiming: "Classmate Xiang, this is—"

Pei Er suddenly caught up with him, and patted him on the shoulder pretending to be relaxed, suppressing the question he was about to utter, saving the last bit of face for Xiang Kongshan.

The two stood side by side, completely blocking Xiang Kongshan, who was in a daze behind him. Only then did Peier turn around and say to the rest of the people around him, "It's okay. Good friends quarreled. It's a little fierce. It's okay." .”

Among the remaining people, although Xiang Kongshan's classmates were from the same school, they were not that familiar with each other.Besides, the crucial national competition is about to come, no one wants to meddle in other people's business at this juncture, Pei Er and Chao Qing are willing to be taken advantage of, of course they dispersed in fear of avoiding it, so just now they can be called Only the three of them were left in the lively open space at the moment, and Peier turned around again, looked at Xiang Kongshan's face and gasped: "What's going on?"

Xiang Kongshan didn't speak, he looked at Chao Qing helplessly, and the latter raised his hand to pat the remaining snow foam on his body, and said softly: "Xiang Kongshan, no matter what happens, let's go back first. So It’s easy to catch cold when it’s drenched.”

Peier was beside him, and his eyes suddenly swept across a small open space in front of him inadvertently, and he said "Huh" in doubt: "Why are there a pair of gloves there? They look like Yu Ye."

As he said these words, Xiang Kongshan, who had been motionless before, finally moved. His eyes, which seemed to be frozen stiff, slowly came alive, and his eyes fell on the pair of gloves that had already been soaked in snow—that was He was worried that Yu Ye would catch a cold when he came to the imperial capital for fun, so he specially prepared it.

It's a pity that it was almost there, and there was a chance to use it.

"Thank you." Xiang Kongshan hoarsely said the only sentence from just now to now, he stood up unsteadily, the whole person looked thin and fragile, making people worry that at a certain moment Falling down, "Let's go, go back."

Both Chao Qing and Pei Er were stunned, until he took a few steps forward, followed up like a dream. When passing by the pair of gloves, Chao Qing subconsciously bent down to pick them up, but Xiang Kongshan seemed to have grown a pair of gloves on his back. With eyes like eyes, he said lightly: "Don't pick it up, it's mine."

"... Throw it away."

The boundless snow finally covered all the traces, and only the wind witnessed that there was a person who was full of remorse and unwillingness to cry.

Since the hotels where they live are arranged in a unified manner, people from the same place are usually grouped together, so several people in Yu Ye are arranged on the same floor; A scene to face:

It was such a coincidence that Yu Yehao and Xiang Kongshan's rooms were next to each other, and they were the closest neighbors.

The smooth marble floor was covered with thick carpets, which swallowed the footsteps of people walking on it. When they passed by the door of Yu Yehao's room, Chao Qing and Pei Er didn't dare to look directly at them until the sound of opening the door With a sound of "beep", he let out a long breath of relief.

The size of the room was good, Xiang Kongshan opened the door, and asked the two of them, "Would you like to come in and rest for a while?"

"No, no, no," Peier shook his head like a rattle. He grabbed Chao Qing's arm, and the two of them took a step back. He said, "Just take a good rest. Don't think too much. The competition is the most important thing."

Xiang Kongshan's expression didn't change, he nodded noncommittally, and said to them, "Thank you for today."

"Hey, thank you so much," Pei Er waved his hand, "Aren't we all friends?"

The two enthusiastic citizens finally left, and Xiang Kongshan closed the door. This closing seemed to take his fascination away again. After a long time, he remembered to turn on the cell phone that had been vibrating non-stop since just now.

The message on the small note related to the account showed that it came from many different people, but the one he wanted to see the most was missing; The other party's chatter: [Calm down. ]

[I can't calm down!Brother Shan, do you know that Yu Yehao just deleted my friend! ]

Ke Wenyao's eagerness could be conveyed through the screen, and he was still worrying over there: [What's the situation, Xiang Kongshan, you are not tempted by beauty, shake your arms about me kissing you two! Yu Ye is ready! ]

Looking at the message he sent, Xiang Kongshan twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He typed: [Not this, he just broke up with me, maybe because you and I have a good relationship, so you were also implicated Alright. ]

Ke Wenyao: […]

The black-skinned boy shut his mouth in shock, and didn't dare to fart for a long time.

It's just fine not to reply, anyway, Xiang Kongshan doesn't have the energy for a while now to take the ins and outs of the matter from the perspective of someone who has experienced it, and easily manage it into an experience that can be laughed at. He continued to scroll down the chat interface, and then scrolled to He Jingle's message in the group : [What's going on?Why did Yu Yehao leave the group? ]

Probably not daring to touch Yu Ye's bad luck at such a moment, He Jingle also started a private chat with Xiang Kongshan with doubts: [What's wrong with Yu Ye?Why did you quit the group suddenly? ]

The tacit understanding that Xiang Kongshan and Yu Yehao have formed for a long time will be reflected at this moment. It seems that everyone takes it for granted that as long as there is any emotional fluctuation between the two of them, there will be no doubt that they will related to the other party.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all like this.

Xiang Kongshan finally felt very tired, and he didn't want to relive the pain in the one or two sentences in the reply. He didn't answer He Jingle's question, and he didn't change his clothes and shoes, and sat cross-legged against the wall, dripping wet. On the ground, looking up at the swirling snow.

He thought: If Yu Yehao is also in the room at this moment, then this moment should be the closest distance between the two of them for the rest of their lives.

But Xiang Kongshan did not expect that in Yu Yehao's room across the wall, there was also a person like him hugging his knees against the wall, with all kinds of exercises and papers scattered beside him, holding a pen in Yu Yehao's hand, feeling that his neck was empty , My heart is also empty.

The evening light was getting weaker and weaker, and the setting sun was setting quietly at an invisible angle. Yu Yehao looked at a certain point in midair, buried half of his face in his knees, and let out a soft whimper.

They are only separated by a wall.No one knows, an impassable wall.

The author has something to say:

He Jingle: You are lofty, you are amazing, you play melancholy and don't reply to my messages

[every treasure read with me: this article is he!The extra episodes are just because I caught up with the special festival, so I want to write a little more for everyone, and it is not over!I will also write about festivals like Valentine's Day in the future!I will modify the status of this article immediately after I finish, so don't worry! (But it's almost over