My deskmate absolutely has a crush on me

After arriving at school this week, Sheng Ling found that something was wrong with Xie Le'an.

The first and second grades of No. 1 Middle School are on holiday every Friday, and they have to go back to school for evening self-study on Sunday. At this moment, there is still one minute before the official start of evening self-study, but Sheng Ling is blocked by his deskmate.

"Hey, let me in." Sheng Ling urged for the second time.

Xie Le'an then glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, stood up reluctantly, and let Sheng Ling in to sit down.

Sheng Ling returned to his seat and sat down, looking back at his deskmate's expression.

Xie Le'an's face was still clean, and there was nothing unusual in his expression.

It seemed that Sheng Ling was not allowed to go in just because he didn't notice that he wanted to go back to his seat.

His calm demeanor made Sheng Ling suspect that he had misunderstood him.In the end, Mr. Sheng Ling had a lot of people, and he took this trivial matter to the back of his mind.

The evening self-study in the No. [-] Middle School is clearly stipulated that all the arrangements are left to the students themselves. The teacher only sits on the podium to supervise and does not give lectures.

Sheng Ling's arrangement tonight included a set of math test papers, but since he was very good at math, he finished the papers and set aside some free time to come out.

After correcting the math test paper, Sheng Ling hesitantly took out a book of Chinese reading exercises.

Sheng Ling looked up at the clock in front of the classroom.

There are still 20 minutes for get out of class to end, so finish this reading before get out of class ends.

Sheng Ling secretly made a plan in his mind, then quickly got into the mood and started to work on the questions.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

After 20 minutes, the bell for the end of get out of class rang on time.

Sheng Ling took the answer and the red pen, and made a tragic comparison between his own answer and the standard answer.

After reading the last sentence, he realized that his answer had nothing to do with the correct answer. Sheng Ling threw away the pen in frustration, propped his head on his hands helplessly, and let out a long sigh.

At the same time, Xie Le'an was leisurely covering the pen cap, pushing away the chair and getting up.

Sensing his movements, Sheng Ling leaned over and pinched the corner of his clothes in a hurry.

"where are you going?"

Xie Le'an turned around, and Sheng Ling saw the thermos cup he was holding in his arms.

"I'll pour water for you!" Sheng Ling said eagerly, and was about to get up.

"No need." Xie Le'an flatly refused.

Sheng Ling was taken aback, and unconsciously let go of the hem of his clothes, Xie Le'an had already walked away.

Sheng Ling blinked blankly.

Is the little deskmate angry?

So Sheng Ling had no choice but to give up his plan to ask Xie Le'an to give a lecture for him.Until Xie Le'an came back with water, Sheng Ling didn't know why Xie Le'an was suddenly angry.

Maybe I'm in a bad mood. What's the matter at home?Sheng Ling thought for a long time, but could only think of this possibility.

On the second day, during recess, Sheng Ling walked out of the classroom with Yang Wenkai.

Yang Wenkai suddenly showed embarrassment, covered his stomach and said, "No, Sheng Ling, I want to be big, can you wait for me for a while?"

Sheng Ling frowned in disgust: "I'll go first, take your time."

"No, no, no." Yang Wenkai grabbed Sheng Ling's arm, "I'll be quick, 2 minutes."

Before Sheng Ling could continue to refuse, Yang Wenkai rushed into the toilet.

"Speechless." Sheng Ling murmured, standing awkwardly at the toilet door and waiting for a while.

The next moment, he saw his little deskmate who never participated in the inter-class exercises appear in the stairwell and was walking downstairs.

Sheng Ling was curious, and was about to step up to follow, but he didn't expect that guy Yang Wenkai to do what he said, and when 2 minutes were up, he really came out of the toilet.

"Let's go! I said I'll be there soon!" Yang Wenkai pushed Sheng Ling, urging him to leave.

Xie Le'an went downstairs to find a friend.

There was a big boy in sportswear standing under the teaching building. When he saw Xie Le'an appearing, he greeted him: "Lele."

Xie Le'an quickened his pace and walked over, stopping in front of the big boy.

"Brother Yi." Xie Le'an shouted, "Is your game over?"

Yi Yao nodded, and handed Xie Le'an a card: "Here, your meal card. I went home and met your grandma, she asked me to bring it to you."

"Thank you."

Xie Le'an took the meal card from Yi Yao.

"You are also a sophomore in high school. How does it feel to go to the science experiment class? Can you keep up?"

Yi Yao is one year older than Xie Le'an. He is a senior in high school this year. He is a sports student. He went to another school for a game on the weekend, and he just came back now.Yi Yao's grandmother and Xie Le'an's grandmother have a very good relationship, so they have known each other since childhood.

Xie Le'an smiled and replied, "I can keep up."

Yi Yao patted Xie Le'an on the shoulder: "You have always been very smart and have better grades than me. I believe you must have no problem studying. Then how do you get along with your classmates? If someone bullies you, tell me, I will lead the team Brothers will support you."

Having said that, the smile on Xie Le'an's face suddenly froze.

Xie Le'an has a slow temper, and occasionally reacts a little slower, but it doesn't mean that he is so slow that he can't even notice such obvious exclusion.

Thinking of what happened on the weekend, Xie Le'an unconsciously pursed his lips.

Yi Yao saw that something was wrong, and quickly asked: "Is someone bullying you? Who?"

"No, no one bullies me." Xie Le'an quickly waved his hands and explained, "It's just that I'm still a little uncomfortable. After all, they have been together for an extra semester, and their interpersonal relationship has already been established..."

Yi Yao understood, Xie Le'an couldn't integrate into the class that had already formed a whole, and he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only repeat in relief: "If someone bullies you, tell me."

"Don't worry, everyone values ​​learning the most, and they won't bully me."

The weather is still hot now, the autumn tiger eats people, Sheng Ling came back from a break exercise, his temples were dripping with sweat.

Back in the classroom, Sheng Ling was surprised to find that the little classmate was not sleeping on his stomach, but was doing a problem.

Sheng Ling walked behind Xie Le'an, and just touched his shoulder with his big hand: "Let me..."

Unexpectedly, Xie Le'an slapped Sheng Ling's hand away with his backhand as if his hair had exploded.

This slap seemed to be slapping Sheng Ling's ear, and the surrounding air became quiet.

Sheng Ling frowned: "What are you doing?"

Xie Le'an touched the place that Sheng Ling touched just now, his eyes drifted away, he lowered his head and stood up to make way.

When Sheng Ling sat back in his seat full of displeasure, Xie Le'an said in a low voice: "Don't, just touch me casually."

Sheng Ling was wiping his hands with a paper towel. He was afraid of the heat just now, so he went to the toilet to wash his face, but his hands were still wet.

Hearing Xie Le'an's words, Sheng Ling gave a "tsk", rolled up the paper and threw it into the trash can.

"Like I rarely touch you."

Xie Le'an didn't answer any more, the two had an unpleasant fight, Sheng Ling stopped talking, and fell silent.

The time soon came to the afternoon, the break before the last class.

Xie Le'an always seemed to be unable to get enough sleep, so he seized every minute and every second between classes to sleep. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and he was still sleeping on the table.

Perhaps it was because the previous English section was too hypnotic, Xie Le'an's head crossed the dividing line between the two tables for the first time and came to Shengling's territory.

Sheng Ling was doing homework at night, when suddenly his right hand was itchy, and when he looked up, he found that it was the hair of his deskmate scratching his wrist flickeringly.

Sheng Ling put down his pen, and pinched Xie Le'an's hair like a cheap hand.

Soft, countless times softer than my own hair.

"Don't you want to get close to me?" Sheng Ling was silent in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sheng Ling also held back his anger. Since Sunday, Xie Le'an didn't have a good face towards him, and he didn't know what happened to this guy.

The afterglow of autumn in the evening shone in through the glass, plating a layer of gold on Xie Le'an's dark chestnut hair.

Sheng Ling played with her hair for a while, and suddenly without warning, she thought of what Huang Jingjing said at her home on the weekend.

"...Why Xie Le'an came to play when he heard your name."

"...In the first place, Xie Le'an obviously has a different attitude towards Sheng Ling."

"...and when Xie Le'an came over at the beginning of school, isn't it strange that he wants to be at the same table with Sheng Ling by name?"

"Could it be... Xie Le'an likes Sheng Ling?"

Sheng Ling's hands froze immediately, and the hair between his fingers continued to dangle a couple of times.

What if Huang Jingjing was right?

Because Xie Le'an likes her, when she heard her name on the weekend, she agreed to go to the appointment.

Because you like yourself, even if you are angry, you still sneak close to him when you are asleep?

Thinking of this, Sheng Ling suddenly withdrew his hand.

This, no, I like girls.

If this is the case, then Xie Le'an can't be allowed to sleep on his desk like this, what if he wakes up and misunderstands, I don't have that kind of meaning for him.

So Sheng Ling moved the book away, observed Xie Le'an's posture, and considered how to remove the person without anyone noticing.

He tentatively pushed Xie Le'an's arm, but remained motionless.

It should be that the strength is too weak, so Sheng Ling tried to increase the strength a little.

Finally, Xie Le'an moved.

But in the next second, Sheng Ling realized that it was not he who pushed Xie Le'an, but Xie Le'an woke up.

"What are you doing?" Xie Le'an asked in a daze.

Shocked, Sheng Ling immediately withdrew his push and said in a panic, "You slept on my desk, blocking me, it's very annoying."

Sheng Ling's voice already had the embryonic form of an adult male, cold and dull, sounding like a thousand miles away.

His tone was so reprimanding that Xie Le'an was so scared that he fell asleep and stared blankly at Sheng Ling, as if to confirm whether the other party was really angry.

Sheng Ling turned his face away.

Xie Le'an bit her lip, her voice trembling.

He said: "Sheng Ling, if you hate me, tell me directly, don't always do insinuating things, and don't use other people's mouths to tell me, I will think you are deliberately humiliating me."

After finishing speaking, Xie Le'an stood up abruptly, stepped on the class bell, and ran out of the classroom.

Xie Le'an's chair fell backwards and almost fell to the ground.

Sheng Ling subconsciously reached out to catch the chair, and looked blankly in the direction Xie Le'an left.