Why hasn't he confessed

The next day, Xie Wenliang, who was still studying at university, came together and turned on his phone, and the screen was filled with WeChat messages.

In the past few days, Xie Wenliang has been busy with his professional thesis, and stayed up late for several days. He went to bed early yesterday, but he did not expect to receive a bombardment of text messages from his brother early in the morning.

This situation is rare.

Although they have a good brotherhood, they are not really close.

Xie Wenxing looks soft, but he is not that kind of clingy personality.

So you can imagine how surprised Xie Wenliang was when he received so many messages from his younger brother.

After quickly scanning the message at a glance, Xie Wenliang replied quickly.

At this time, Yancheng No. [-] Middle School, Class [-], Grade [-].

Xie Wenxing looked at the wrong questions in the exercise book, his hair all fell down, and he was not at all energetic.

The teaching materials, supporting workbooks and test papers of Yancheng No. [-] Middle School were all researched and independently developed by the school for many years, and there were no standard answers on the Internet.

A set of practice questions, with a few ticks, looks very pitiful.

Song Xian who was at the side let out a miserable cry when he saw his horrific exercise book.

After shouting, he turned his head and poked his neck, "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lever

In the past few days, he saw that Xie Wenxing swept away his previous state, and he was serious in class.

Xie Wenxing was reading the booklet at first, but when he heard the sound, he suddenly closed the exercise book like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and pressed the exercise book tightly with his palm.

He opened his mouth and then quickly closed it, "One, so-so."

Song Xian didn't feel anything at first, but when he saw Xie Wenxing turned his head sideways and didn't look at him, he suddenly became suspicious: "Really?"

Xie Wenxing looked away, "...um."

Song Xian: "Oh."

... Then, while Xie Wenxing was relaxing, he grabbed the exercise book and opened it.

Song Yuan's eyes widened: "How could this be?"

Then he felt a solid gaze above his head, and raised his head like a fool, his neck was as stiff as a zombie, making a rattling sound.

Xie Wenxing stared at him quietly, then grabbed the exercise book, and threw it on the table depressed.

Even Song Xian's timely and low-pitched apology didn't make Xie Wenxing feel better.

Until he got out of class, took back his phone, and saw his brother's text message.

My mood finally improved.

Xie Wenxing: Thank you brother.

Not long after, a reply was received.

Xie Wenliang: I am your brother, it should be, so thank you.

Xie Wenliang was curious: But why do you suddenly want a pair of sneakers?Weren't you not interested in these before?

There was nothing to hide about this matter, but once Xu Huaian was involved, things would always become special.

Xie Wenxing was a little guilty, he hesitated.

Xie Wenxing: ... Just, suddenly a little interested.

Fortunately, Xie Wenliang didn't ask any more questions, and didn't think too much about it. After telling him the approximate time, he hurried to his own affairs.

Xie Wenxing blushed.

At this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The summer wind blows a few traces of sultriness and heat.

The boy with a fair and handsome face, as soft as a cloud turned his head quietly, and as far as his eyes could see, there was another handsome being who took away the sunshine.

The sun shone on him, as if absorbed by him.

It seems that nothing exists, and it seems that every strand of hair is emitting golden light.

Xie Wenxing didn't know that his eyes at this time could be called obsessive, and the eyes were covered with tiny stars, shining brightly.

Then Xu Huaian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xie Wenxing would immediately look back, turn around, and rub his red ears uncomfortably.

A few days later, Xie Wenxing returned to the dormitory with a courier.

He solemnly put the box on the table, as if what he was holding was not a pair of shoes, but some kind of treasure.

Song Xian looked at his cautious look: "Xing Xing, what did you buy?"

Xie Wenxing was in a good mood, his smile disappeared, "Shoes."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Shoes?"

It's just a pair of shoes, why are you so happy?

Xie Wenxing opened the box, carefully checked the size of the shoe, and found that it was correct, so he put it back as it was.

Then he took out the paper and ribbon that had been prepared first to wrap the gift box, and tied a bow in a decent way.

He propped his face, pulled the bow on the gift box, and smiled bewilderedly.

Will Xu Huaian be happy to receive it?

"Yo Hou," Song Yuan leaned over and stretched out his hand as if he had discovered a new continent, "Xing Xing, are you planning to give it to me?"

Xie Wenxing took the gift box, "Hmm, you think well."

He couldn't wait to see what Xu Huai'an's expression would be.

The next day, Xu Huaian came to the classroom.

As soon as he sat down, he realized something was wrong, and took out a wrapped gift box from the drawer.

Big bows sparkle in the sun.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Who is so caring, and still covers it so well."

He stretched out his hand happily, about to accept the gift.

In the past, no matter who gave Xu Huai'an any gift, Zhou Yuan would receive it. This gift box is so big, it must not be easy, and he is looking forward to it.

Xie Wenxing, who had his back to them, couldn't sit still.

No, he gave it to Xu Huai'an!Don't give it to Zhou Yuan! !

Xu Huaian's eyelids moved slightly, and Zhou Yuan was about to put a gift on his hands. When Xu Huaian raised his arm, Zhou Yuan missed it.

Zhou Yuan was full of question marks: "Huh? Brother Huai?"

Xu Huai'an pressed the gift box on his lap, and gave him a faint look.

Zhou Yuan immediately raised his hand to beg for mercy, "I won't move, I won't move, Brother Huai, don't look at me like that, I'm afraid."

For a moment, he thought that the boat of friendship between the two of them almost capsized.

Xu Huai'an heard the boy in front of him let out a sigh of relief, and for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly curved upward.

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Make up work tomorrow, ah, I don't want to go to work, woo woo ee!