Be at the same table with the rumored boss

On the last night before the exam, the two of them stayed up late to study. Unlike Su Mianyang, who needed luck, Xiao Lang's foundation was solid, and there was no need to stay up with him at all.

Su Mianyang asked Xiao Lang to go to bed first, but was rejected because he didn't want him to fight alone. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but Su Mianyang would inevitably pay more attention to the person he liked sitting next to him late at night.

Xiao Lang's knuckles are well-grown, thin and long, without thick calluses or deformation, which broke Su Mianyang's inherent perception of Xueba's hands.

Su Mianyang squeezed Xiao Lang's middle finger after reading a page of questions, tugged at his index finger, and pulled his two fingers up and down to swing back and forth.

"Can't you pay more attention to mathematics when you're so free?" After being dragged for a long time, Xiao Lang raised his eyelids, seeing Su Mianyang's reluctance to make progress, he withdrew his hand and interrupted Su Mianyang's movements.

"It's too much to poke people's scars all the time." But this sentence did remind Su Mianyang that instead of being bored here and harassing Xiao Lang, it's better to work hard with others. The gap between them is so big that there is no way to tie, but Always try to narrow the gap.

Su Mianyang groped for a while, then took out the math outline from his schoolbag, and lay down on the table to try to solve the problem.

It’s just that the pen refill was cut off just after writing a few words. It was useless for him to draw a few strokes. He had to flick the pen angrily twice to get out the water. Su Mianyang buried his head in his thoughts and found that he couldn’t connect at all, so he cursed in a low voice. Say "fuck" and start counting from the beginning.

"Same table." Xiao Lang, who had been quiet beside him, suddenly said.

"Huh?" Su Mianyang was annoyed by a math problem that had clues but couldn't figure it out, and Su Mianyang was not very happy after the idea of ​​solving the problem was interrupted. "

Xiao Lang tentatively asked, "Are you not angry?"

"No air, the leak is over." Su Mianyang said.

This math problem is damn familiar. He had seen it somewhere last night, but now he just couldn't solve it. The more he couldn't solve it, the more he got into the corner and the more irritable he felt.

Xiao Lang was silent for a while.

When Su Mianyang was so tormented by this math problem that he lost his temper and was about to give up, a flash flashed in front of his eyes, and there was a sound of cloth rubbing in the quiet night, and then he heard the sound of breathing close at hand.

He is being held in Xiao Lang's arms.

"Brother, no one sees it now, do you want to charge the battery for a while?"

Su Mianyang was at a loss.

This unexpected hug made him completely at a loss as to what to do, and he felt like he was back in that winter vacation again in a trance.

The endless night would drag him into a nightmare to devour, but Xiao Lang hugged him tightly in the night just like now, gave him a light source, and told him that there are people to accompany him now and in the future.

How did he reply back then?

Su Mianyang lowered his head, let his instinctive reaction cautiously, and hugged Xiao Lang back slightly trembling.

"You're so spoiled with me, you're going to spoil it."

The lights in the dormitory were extinguished with a snap, and the last light source was extinguished in the dark night. The night is undoubtedly the best barrier, and all the secret emotions are fermenting and expanding infinitely.

The two let go of their hands at the same time, and when Xiao Lang stood up and was about to distance himself, Su Mianyang grabbed his wrist.

Xiao Lang stopped where he was.

Su Mianyang took advantage of the situation to grab his other hand, put one leg between Xiao Lang's legs and pushed forward, Xiao Lang had no room to retreat, and was forced to sit on the table.

Su Mianyang slowly leaned over and pressed in Xiao Lang's direction.

"Someone...don't make trouble." Xiao Lang had no choice but to hope that Su Mianyang would stop in time.

After all, there was such a big living person as Zhang Haichao in the dormitory, and he was snoring like thunder, so it was hard to ignore it.

The distance between the two became shorter and shorter, until finally the tip of Su Mianyang's nose touched Xiao Lang's, and their breathing sounds intertwined.

Such a posture is very dangerous, and even the legs cannot be closed. Xiao Lang subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it, but Su Mianyang did not force it. He lowered his head and rested his chin on Xiao Lang's neck, and said softly: "If I can pass the exam this time , won't you give me a reward? For example, an active kiss?"

Xiao Lang's brows moved slightly, "I've helped you so much, why reward you instead of me?"

"That's fine, I'll reward you with a kiss." Su Mianyang buried his head into Xiao Lang's neck, and the close contact with the person he likes made him feel light. Taking advantage of the night, Su Mianyang hugged Xiao Lang recklessly. Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang had nothing to say.

"I just want to hug you like this during the day and tell everyone that you are mine," Su Mianyang moaned dissatisfiedly, "Why should my own boyfriend be sneaky when we are in a relationship?"

Xiao Lang sighed helplessly, leaning his head against Su Mianyang's ear, coaxing him like a child, "Maybe you don't have to worry about it after you go to university."

Jinghong's shadow quickly passed over the spring water, and Su Mianyang's heart was shocked. He was surprised and happy, with a bit of hesitation in his tone, "You...do you mean..."

Xiao Lang felt that he had slipped his tongue. He refused to continue the conversation, so he could only interrupt the topic abruptly, "It's time to sleep."

Su Mianyang was not discouraged by being prevaricated like this. If Xiao Lang could say it the first time, he might say it the second time. As for whether he could make Xiao Lang say it, it was up to him.

Su Mianyang rubbed Xiao Lang's neck, "Are you inviting me to sleep together?"

"Of course, it's so late and you still want to stay until..." Xiao Lang realized Su Mianyang's meaning after talking for most of the time. He looked away unnaturally, and said in a cold voice, "Whatever You have nothing to do with me."

"Don't be angry, go to sleep, go to sleep now," Su Mianyang didn't dare to hold Xiao Lang anymore, he hurriedly let go, "Good night, boyfriend."

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes and didn't answer. He silently helped Su Mianyang clean up the table, and waited until the two had tidied up their things before Xiao Lang said softly, "Good night."

He paused, and then added, "My own boyfriend, I can get used to it as much as I want."

That's why Su Mianyang kept his eyes open until midnight. He tossed and turned on the bed, replaying Xiao Lang's "boyfriend" all the time in his mind.

I don't know how many times he was moved by the beautiful things before he barely fell asleep.

The next day, Su Mianyang woke up very early unexpectedly. He opened his eyes just after four o'clock, looked towards the door in a daze, and saw the light that was on.

The light was dim, and it was difficult to see clearly. Su Mianyang squinted for a long time before he recognized Xiao Lang's back. He lowered his head and buttoned his phone.

sy: Woke up so early to review?Not so.

Su Mianyang lay on the railing beside the bed, and saw Xiao Lang lower his head to look at the phone, and then turned back to look at him.

Su Mianyang waved to Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang pointed to his mobile phone, Su Mianyang understood and looked down.

Boyfriend: I'm still not at ease, I'll draw a few more questions for you, get out of bed and have a look.

Su Mianyang's heart felt hot, he didn't know what to say.

When she was a child, Ms. Zhao always said that he was weak, that he was born to love to play and didn't know the good and the bad, and couldn't see the good and bad of others. He probably would be sold by someone one day and count the money.

But he is really not stupid, at least he knows what kind of person is good to him.

Love can be felt without words.

Su Mian hurriedly dressed and folded the quilt, climbed out of bed and started the final review sprint with her boyfriend.

When leaving the classroom to go to the examination room, Su Mianyang had the illusion that he was about to go to the battlefield. Both of them prepared a lot for this examination.

This is the result of paying extra attention to the test results. His breathing is not smooth, his mind is confused, his hands and feet are cold, and he has never paid so much attention to an exam since he graduated from elementary school.

The more nervous I was, the more I wanted to say a few more words. Su Mianyang half-jokingly said to Xiao Lang: "I seem to have lost my memory. I can't remember any questions. What should I do?"

Xiao Lang thought for a while and said seriously: "Pinch your nose with your left hand, pinch your left ear with your right hand, and shake your head vigorously."

Su Mianyang followed suit one by one, and he asked curiously, "What's the principle?"

"After the water in my head sloshed out, do you feel that your memory is clearer?" Xiao Lang looked at Su Mianyang and said.

Su Mianyang suddenly felt speechless, "Xiao Lang, you have changed, you gave me back the cold and simple school bully before falling in love."

Fortunately, hard work paid off. After the papers were handed down, Su Mianyang found that Xiao Lang had basically practiced for him on the exam questions, and he was sure to break his own record.

When the last math paper was handed out, Su Mianyang turned over the paper with some unknown mood. When he saw the last familiar question, he was so surprised and happy that he almost laughed outright.

Hit the bet.

He will not let down Xiao Lang's hard work during this time.

After the exam, Su Mianyang heaved a sigh of relief, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and on the way back to work, he walked with the wind, and he almost had a stern written on his face.

When approaching the class gate, Su Mianyang met Qian Haitang.

Qian Haitang lowered his head and handed him an envelope, "Can I help you to give this to your tablemate?"

Su Mianyang was naturally happy to help, and he took it without looking at it, "Okay."

After returning to the classroom, there was no one else in the seat, so Su Mianyang collapsed on the table, thinking that he would just fall asleep and never wake up again.

However, before he fell asleep, Zhang Haichao's shrill cry came from beside him, "Brother Yang? What's wrong with you, Brother Yang?"

Su Mianyang didn't want to talk to Zhang Haichao, just closed his eyes.

I only heard Zhang Haichao say again: "It's over, brother Yang committed suicide because he failed in the exam."

Su Mianyang couldn't take it anymore, he planned to get up and beat the grandson down on the table.

Not wanting to be at this moment, Su Mianyang heard Zhang Haichao shout again: "Father Lang, come quickly and see if Brother Yang is still alive."

Su Mianyang suppressed his anger and pretended that he was still awake.

"Are you asleep?" It was Xiao Lang's voice.

Su Mianyang almost couldn't hold back the corners of his lips. After all, hearing the voice of someone he likes is always very happy. He endured it very hard, but he still insisted on not moving.

"Then you must have slept too much," Zhang Haichao yelled, "Why don't you check on Brother Yang?"

This sentence made Su Mianyang's heart skip a beat, he couldn't see anything with his eyes closed, but Xiao Lang didn't seem to reject Zhang Haichao's proposal from the sound.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Su Mianyang could hardly bear to open his eyes, he smelled the familiar scent of soap.

It is Xiao Lang's usual laundry soap, his fingertips are always entwined with a slight soap fragrance, just like the morning when he was half asleep and half awake, his warm hands brought Su Mianyang away from the muddy nightmare.

Su Mianyang couldn't help holding his breath.

Xiao Lang, who didn't detect Su Mianyang's breathing, was a little surprised. He moved his finger closer to the tip of Su Mianyang's nose. Just as he was about to touch the tip of the nose, Su Mianyang suddenly pouted, and his upper lip lightly touched his finger.

Xiao Lang withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

"Father Lang, how is Brother Yang?" Zhang Haichao asked.

"It's dead, let's bury it directly." Xiao Lang said.

Zhang Haichao's originally not very big eyes were rounded by doubts.

Su Mianyang had no choice but to pretend that he had just woken up from a dream. Looking at Zhang Haichao's expression, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What expression do you have?"

Zhang Haichao pursed his lips and said, "Father Lang said you are dead."

"Nonsense, look at his expression, does it look like he is going to be a widow?" Su Mianyang raised his eyes to look at Xiao Lang, his voice was not loud but it was enough for Xiao Lang to hear clearly, Su Mianyang was a little curious about Xiao Lang's expression.

But when he saw Xiao Lang's eyelashes raised, Su Mianyang didn't dare to look at him, and could only look away calmly.

Knowing what kind of virtue his boyfriend is, Xiao Lang simply ignored Su Mianyang's words, and just quietly opened the notebook and looked at it.

Seeing that Xiao Lang obviously didn't mind, Su Mianyang couldn't help but smile, he took out the envelope from his desk pocket and handed it to Zhang Haichao, "God, your goddess gave it to you."

"Really?" Zhang Haichao snatched the envelope, "Goddess Qian?"

"Well," Su Mianyang responded, "She said she asked me to give it to my deskmate."

"Fuck, does she like me too? Are we going both ways?" Zhang Haichao became excited, "How about I just confess my love to her?"

Su Mianyang thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's feasible?"

Zhang Haichao laughed and let out a goose cry.

The relaxed and comfortable atmosphere was maintained until Jiang Yu returned to his seat. He tilted his stool and leaned back, lightly bumped against Xiao Lang's table, turned his head to look at Xiao Lang worriedly and asked, "Are you okay today?"