Be at the same table with the rumored boss

The evening class on the first day of school defaults to self-study, and everyone can choose learning content according to their own level.According to his usual practice, Su Mianyang wanted to sleep, but when he thought of the promise to meet Xiao Lang's senior high school experimental class during the holiday, he no longer had the idea of ​​dozing off.

Sitting next to someone he likes and concentrating on studying is torture for Su Mianyang. After holding back for a long time, he couldn't help but want to say something more to Xiao Lang, "Xiao Lang, you..."

At this critical moment, Liu Juan came in from the front door and called Zhang Haichao's name to let him out. Su Mianyang had no choice but to hold back half of what he had said.

When Zhang Haichao left the classroom and Xiao Lang looked up at him, Su Mianyang had calmed down again and didn't intend to ask again.But Xiao Lang didn't know the little Jiujiu in his heart, he just thought that Su Mianyang really had something to ask, and looked at him without blinking.

Su Mianyang had no choice but to take out a copy of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" from Zhang Haichao's desk, intending to turn over a random question to fool him.In the end, I didn't expect that the contents of the book cover of "May Three" were r18's books. Su Mianyang was lucky and just turned to the fierce part.

Xiao Lang originally thought that Su Mianyang was asking for a question, so his eyes were extremely focused. When he saw the unexpected picture, he froze for a moment before he realized what it was.

After quickly looking away, Xiao Lang looked at Su Mianyang with indescribable eyes.

Su Mianyang's inner shock was not much better than Xiao Lang's. The combination of embarrassment and nervousness made his ears burn red, but he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves after all. At this time, he explained that Xiao Lang didn't believe it anyway. It's better to admit it directly.

So Su Mianyang cleared his throat and said seriously: "Don't think wrong, I'm not a vulgar person like Zhang Haichao. I just think that the lines in this picture are smooth and concise, which is pretty good. Let me introduce this artist to you. God, if you want to learn how to draw, you can follow along."

Xiao Lang was stunned for a long time before responding: "...Should I say thank you for thinking of me at this time?"

Su Mianyang was delirious, and said casually, "You're welcome, I thought of you subconsciously when I saw this kind of picture, it didn't bother me."

Xiao Lang: "?"

During class break, Xiao Lang lowered his head and sent a message to Li Zhihang: Do I seem to be someone who is easily associated with color cartoons?

Li: Do you mean kidney deficiency?

Struggle Daisy: What does kidney deficiency mean?

Li: ...Forget it, I believe you are really pure and pure.

Li: No... Which idiot told you that?If I thought of your frigid face when I read that kind of comics, I would probably disappear on the spot.

Struggle Daisy: I am at the same table.

This time it was Li Zhihang who was confused.

Li: She is a girl with a very unique idea. Does anyone have a crush on you?

Struggle Daisy: He's a boy.

Li: ...Hey.

Li Zhihang rambled on and on a lot, but Xiao Lang ignored it.His eyes lingered on the word "secret love" for a long time, rubbed his fingertips back and forth a few times, and finally retracted the phone indifferently.

Since it was the first day of reporting, and Xiao Lang hadn't packed his things in the school, he had to go home again tonight.

Evening self-study was not over before get out of class, Xiao Lang had already packed his things, and he stood up when the bell rang, feeling the sight behind him watching him, Xiao Lang still turned around and said to Su Mianyang: "Let's go first. "

Su Mianyang nodded and watched Xiao Lang's figure leave the classroom. He didn't have much energy, and waited until the class was empty before remembering to go back.

After washing in a daze, Su Mianyang climbed onto the bed, covered his head with a quilt and looked half-dead, causing Zhang Haichao to ask a few more questions with concern. Su Mianyang only said that he was not feeling well and wanted to go to bed early.

"Is he really in a hurry or is he trying to avoid me?"

Thinking over and over again the details of the evening self-study in his mind, Su Mianyang wished he could die on the spot.

It's really embarrassing, it's equivalent to being arrested on the spot by someone you have a crush on while watching Xiao Huangwen. Why should he experience this kind of social death scene.

Su Mianyang emptied his brain and tried to use sleep to end his wild thoughts. After throwing the phone under the pillow for an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep.

That dream was yellow, no matter how you look at it.

The scene of the dream is in a room with off-white walls, a clean and simple bed style, and a bedside lamp adjusted to a dim light, all of which match the book that Su Mianyang found in the evening self-study.

Su Mianyang saw the person on the bed through the yellow gauze curtain. When he saw the figure of the person on the bed clearly, he had a vague guess in his heart, but until the last second when the gauze curtain was lifted, Su Mianyang's heartbeat did not slow down at all.

The first thing that catches the eye is Xiao Lang's thin shoulder blades. From Su Mianyang's point of view, the posture of the person on the bed with his arms tightly hugging his legs can highlight the skeleton most.

He tilted his head to look into the distance, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were out of focus. Xiao Lang looked helpless like this.

So Su Mianyang walked towards him without holding back.

Su Mianyang quietly walked to the bed where Xiao Lang was. He stared at Xiao Lang's face for a long time, tentatively stretched out his hand, and approached Xiao Lang little by little, and finally touched his eyelashes—soft, It was a little itchy when I passed over his palm.

Su Mianyang's breathing became more and more rapid. He reached out to pat Xiao Lang on the shoulder, but Xiao Lang suddenly raised his head as if he had a telepathy, and bumped into Su Mianyang's sight.

It was Xiao Lang's indistinguishable and indifferent eyes, with single eyelids and eyes without emotion, just like the sharp and distant eyes when they first met. Those eyes were like dense needles, piercing the secret feelings in Su Mianyang's heart.

The trance picture began to disintegrate, all the scenes were shattered, Su Mianyang fell from the cracks on the soles of his feet, until finally all the pictures became those eyes again.

The next moment Su Mianyang woke up from his dream. He was lying on the not-so-wide bed in the dormitory, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, sweating all over his body without knowing it. What made him feel embarrassed was not only that, but he found that he had actually The flag is raised.

Although this kind of thing has happened before, and Su Mianyang has also been told that this is a normal physiological phenomenon, but it was the first time he dreamed of being at the same table with the same sex before the flag was raised.

Su Mianyang was the first person to arrive at class in the morning self-study. He didn't want to meet any acquaintances on the road. After waking up from a dream, he got up and packed his things and went to the classroom without catching up on sleep.

Seeing that the vacant seats in the class were filled up one by one, but the protagonist of last night's dream hadn't appeared yet, Su Mianyang didn't show much on his face, but his subordinates couldn't help but plan to have a private chat with Xiao Lang in Penguin.

"Brother Yang has changed his sex today? It's so early." Liu Xiaodao in the front row came in from outside the classroom carrying breakfast. It was rare to see Su Mianyang in the back seat so early, and he asked curiously.

Su Mianyang hadn't had time to send a message, so he could only put away his phone for the time being, "I want to study hard from today, can't I?"

Zhang Haichao, who was forced to get up early, was lying on the table half dead, and he said weakly: "It's awesome, Brother Yang, I will buy you a time card. Today is the first day of 'study hard'. From now on, you will learn numbers every day and add one more day." .”

Liu Xiaodao heard and added: "Then the number on the timing card has never changed?"

Su Mianyang: "..."

Just when the group of people were having a heated conversation, Su Mianyang sharply saw Xiao Lang passing by outside the window. He wanted to say hello naturally, but at last Xiao Lang noticed that he greeted him proactively, and Su Mianyang couldn't move. open sight.

The moment he saw Xiao Lang, Su Mianyang remembered the dream from last night.

The feeling of the dream is very hazy, Su Mianyang still remembers the unbearable impulse in the dream, he wanted to reach out to touch it, but when he met Xiao Lang's emotionless eyes in the dream, he suddenly lost all courage.

As a result, a dream was wasted, nothing was done, and it was shameful to say it, but he was still cowardly in the dream.

But even if nothing happened, the embarrassment remained unchanged. Su Mianyang rarely looked at those things, and he never had any impulses. Xiao Lang was the first person to make him have such a strange dream.

He stopped in time in the dream, but if he didn't, would Xiao Lang in the dream let him do whatever he wanted?Then, as indifferent as before, walked away like a scumbag to hide his merit and fame?

"What's the matter?" After being stared at by Su Mianyang for so long, Xiao Lang put down the book in his hand and looked up at Su Mianyang.

"Scumbag." Su Mianyang couldn't help blurting out his inner thoughts.

Xiao Lang: "?"

Xiao Lang, who was duped by Su Mianyang's "scumbag", sent another message to Li Zhihang.

Struggle Daisy: Are you free?

Li Zhihang replied 10 minutes later.

Li: Kude Navigation is happy to provide you with services.

Struggle Daisy: Do I look like a scumbag?

Li: Do you mean kidney deficiency?

Before Xiao Lang could reply, Li Zhihang sent another message: Sorry forgot that you don't know what kidney deficiency means.

Struggle Daisy: I checked Baidu yesterday...

Li: ...Actually, there is no need for you to be so diligent and studious.

Li: Well, which clever little girl said this?

Struggle Daisy: I am at the same table.

Li: Then is she...

Struggle Daisy: He's a boy.

Lee: Can you ask the first question again?

Xiao Lang flipped through the chat history, and sent a sentence: Are you free?

Li: No time.

Su Mianyang thought about it for a while and felt that it was inappropriate for him to use the word "scumbag" for Xiao Lang. After brewing a morning self-study, he mustered up the courage to touch Xiao Lang's arm when the get out of class was about to end.

Xiao Lang looked up at him.

"I don't mean anything else. It's just that I dreamed that you exploded in place last night, which is not right." Su Mianyang paused. He felt that his wording was not appropriate, and hurriedly added, "It was a dream that you were broken into pieces. You are a scumbag, and then I called you a scumbag in a moment of urgency. So this scumbag is not that scumbag, but a scumbag."

Xiao Lang: "..."

Xiao Lang fell into deep thought, and he said after a long time: "At the same table, to be honest, do you really hate me?"

"No!" Su Mianyang also reacted belatedly, and he hurriedly said, "To be honest, I really like you."

The excuse that came out of his mouth made Su Mianyang's throat dry. When he said this, it seemed as if an electric current hit his heart from his fingertips. Er's eyes became the best catalyst, and the details of the hazy dream were becoming clear and perfect.

Su Mianyang, who felt that he had slipped his words, burned up behind his ears, and said in a low voice, "I've always wanted to be good brothers with you."

When the scent of oranges was gradually stained with the scent of soap, Xiao Lang looked away.