Xiangyang-kun, come here
Chapter 12
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As for Xiangyang——
On Saturday afternoon, after being separated from Xiaohui, Xiangyang rode his bicycle with a dull head, and finally couldn't help but pooh-hah and laughed out loud when he passed a street light.
He raised his head, his soft short hair was blowing in the wind, his bright amber eyes were fixed on the road ahead, his lips curled up into an excited smile, and he opened his mouth to let no one laugh out loud.
The hand he held seemed to be burning hot, and he couldn't help turning the palm on the handle and rubbing it gently to relieve the lingering itching.
Really holding hands...Xiang Yang blushed.
The bicycle is riding fast, but the mind of the person on the seat is wandering.
Sure enough, Xiaohui's hands are so small and soft...it's not at all like his, like holding a piece of soft and slippery cotton candy.
Xiangyang was shy for a moment for his analogy.
"Hmm—" He lowered his head and let out a long, continuous sound in his throat.
So happy…!
After returning home, Xiangyang quickly went into the room after eating and washing with his family.
Sister Hyuga Xia: "Brother, it's so early."
The mother of the family covered her mouth and smiled, teasingly said: "Probably because you are in a hurry to fall in love?"
Xiangyang closed the door, turned on the lamp and sat at the desk, took out the well-protected black notebook, and solemnly placed it on the table.
The boy took a deep breath.
Take another breath.
Almost choked to the chest and shunned the air.
Then stare at the diary and take another breath.
Alright, he's about to open Xiaohui's diary.
Xiangyang encouraged himself and slowly turned to the first page.
Hmm, Ainoe's name is beautifully written, and Xiaohui's handwriting is also beautiful.
The second page.
[Let’s start writing a diary today.
It seems that there is nothing to write today, slightly.
The wrong question type of the math quiz:...]
He first read the personal insights written by Xiaohui.
Ugh... just started to write a diary and said that there is nothing to write... It's too cute...
Xiangyang lay down and hammered the table fiercely, his fists fell on the table and automatically reduced force without making a sound, but he lowered his head, his hair rubbed against the table, and couldn't restrain the excitement in his throat.
The feet under the table kicked in mid-air.
When he calmed down, he sat up straight and continued to read.
[Today, ran second.My feet hurt so much.
It's a sharp pain. ]
Xiangyang frowned, looked at the date, it was a week ago.
I don't know if it's good or not.
Xiaohui doesn't write a diary every day - she writes study notes every day, Xiangyang only flips through her diary and plans to read the diary first.
[Hyuga-kun is playing hard, his arm is red. ]
"!" Did you actually mention him before confessing?
Xiangyang looked at this sentence over and over again, feeling delighted.
Praise him for playing hard.
Xiangyang laughed a few times and continued to flip through.
[The meal I ate today was really unpalatable. ]
Hmmmm?What kind of food is unpalatable?
I really want to know.
Xiangyang rubbed the paper, and under the cover of the desk lamp, the handwriting on the white paper was neat and slender, looking very girly and poetic, but the written content was rigid.
But Xiangyang thought it was too cute.
It's really cute when you look at it carefully and seriously!
[Dating with Xiangyang
very happy]
It is the diary of the day of the confession.
At the beginning, it was Hinata-kun, but it was crossed out by the master with a black pen, and Xiangyang was written again.
Hmm...Xiaohui said he was very happy...he was also very happy.
Xiangyang's mood rose to another level of joy in an instant, and those words seemed to fly out like living birds, circling around him, making the head full of youthful thoughts gradually become erratic.
"——" Xiangyang took the black diary and rushed towards the bed, causing the soft mattress to sink.
The boy's face sank into the quilt, hugged the diary, and lay quietly for a while, with only faint ups and downs showing that he was still breathing.
After a while, the slippers were thrown to the floor with a thump, and he suddenly rolled around on the bed with the black book in his arms, with a suppressed sound of excitement coming from his throat.
Then roll around, roll around, circle after circle, the orange hair is messy, the mess is softer, and the smiling face is more youthful.
He fussed alone on the bed for a while, then lay down on the pillow and opened the diary again, his chin sank in the soft pillow, his bright eyes fixed on the writing.
Xiangyang unconsciously read out one word at a time: "I'm dating Xiangyang."
"Very happy."
He looked at the diary and replied softly: "I am also very happy, happier than Xiaohui."
It's like having a conversation across the air.
"Hmmm - what am I talking about -"
Xiangyang paused, seemed to feel shy, and let go of the diary.
The black book was spread out and placed on the pillow, but the person began to writhe again.
Xiangyang didn't roll around, but splashed a few times on the quilt like a fish landed on the shore, and then continued to hold it to the ceiling, laughing while watching, and said a few words, "Really or not?" ?”
"so cute."
"I would also like!"
Immersive conversations with your girlfriend in the air, and you can still outline Xiaohui's appearance in your mind.
Black hair, white skin, serious tone of voice, serious attitude, and occasionally an exceptionally accurate sixth sense, but more often than not, he is easy to be led away by others.
There are also those eyes that look like the deep blue seabed, not sky blue, nor the blue of the sea surface, but a combination of black and blue in the deep seabed.
In the next second, people will be dragged into the deep sea.
……
Xiangyang's desk lamp was on all night, and he didn't turn it off until very late.
After reading the diary all night, the boy lay under the quilt and closed his eyes to try to fall asleep, but his mind was so excited that the moonlight jumped in, and even the soft light could wake him up.
He simply rolled over, his arms resting behind his head, his cat eyes staring at the ceiling.
What are you going to write in your diary tomorrow?
Although he didn't keep a diary much, he really wanted to exchange diaries with Xiaohui, once a week!
It's decided, let's go to the mall.
Gotta get a nice diary.
Also, I have to copy Xiaohui's math notes tomorrow morning. After all, he can't memorize them on Saturday night and Sunday, or he needs to review them the next day, and Xiaohui's notebook is on school days. To return it to her, of course he had to copy it, and he could not disappoint Xiaohui's kindness.
Xiangyang turned over.
...So what is the unpalatable thing Xiaohui said?I really want to know—wonderfully want to know.
I want to know everything, what Xiaohui likes, what Xiaohui hates, what Xiaohui doesn't care about...
As long as it's about her.
He is full of curiosity.
As for when he transcribed it the next day, he could only say——
As expected of Xiaohui, there are so many notes.
Xiangyang wrote it stroke by stroke, and Xiaohui wrote it in such detail that even he could understand it.
I feel that the next math quiz is a little bit of help...
Xiaohui, that's amazing.
Really like.
--------------------
The author has something to say:
Today I'm posting one of my many pre-orders
"My deskmate is Damian" Damian x original heroine
Recently, I encountered the biggest trouble in my elementary school career——that my new deskmate looked as fierce as the Tibetan mastiff I raised next door.
Not to mention that he seems to know everything, he can beat the high school student next door to his teeth all over the floor with three or five blows, and he will get full marks in every subject when he sleeps tomorrow in the cultural class.
But he is so fierce, I think I may be bullied by the school, restless all day long, and break out in cold sweat.
Until one day, Damian No. 12 clicked his tongue impatiently, as if swallowing more fierce words forcibly, and glanced at me: "Are you a vibrator? Suzie."
"My name is Darwin, Darwin!"
"..."
A few years later, after I learned that he was the vigilante Robin who beat up criminals in the dark, I remembered the experience of fighting (unilaterally) quarreling and threatening me to rip him off and he refused to kill: "..."
I knew he was good at fighting, but I didn't expect him to be so good!Otherwise, I dare not provoke it!
No, no, no, he should only hit criminals, right?Shouldn't it be personal revenge?
When I was frightened, Damian snorted lightly,
Then, we hooked up.
I:"."
*Primary school students' daily life (even)
*The timeline is all chaotic () Butterfly dropped a lot of things
*Everything in school is privately set up and belongs to
感谢在2022-03-2100:18:22~2022-03-2215:06:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of cherry milk with ice cubes;
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 Luyin; Xiao Xiao, Yangzhi Ganlu, and Yibuki Damowang 1;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:你说得对49瓶;我再也不熬夜了36瓶;未然、应是回归本真、呔、樱桃牛奶加冰块、清忘川20瓶;白陵羽13瓶;无言10瓶;softsb儿子、催更小快手5瓶;小怪兽_SA、菲常悠雅3瓶;筱晓、勺米米米米2瓶;一顿能吃三个饭团1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
As for Xiangyang——
On Saturday afternoon, after being separated from Xiaohui, Xiangyang rode his bicycle with a dull head, and finally couldn't help but pooh-hah and laughed out loud when he passed a street light.
He raised his head, his soft short hair was blowing in the wind, his bright amber eyes were fixed on the road ahead, his lips curled up into an excited smile, and he opened his mouth to let no one laugh out loud.
The hand he held seemed to be burning hot, and he couldn't help turning the palm on the handle and rubbing it gently to relieve the lingering itching.
Really holding hands...Xiang Yang blushed.
The bicycle is riding fast, but the mind of the person on the seat is wandering.
Sure enough, Xiaohui's hands are so small and soft...it's not at all like his, like holding a piece of soft and slippery cotton candy.
Xiangyang was shy for a moment for his analogy.
"Hmm—" He lowered his head and let out a long, continuous sound in his throat.
So happy…!
After returning home, Xiangyang quickly went into the room after eating and washing with his family.
Sister Hyuga Xia: "Brother, it's so early."
The mother of the family covered her mouth and smiled, teasingly said: "Probably because you are in a hurry to fall in love?"
Xiangyang closed the door, turned on the lamp and sat at the desk, took out the well-protected black notebook, and solemnly placed it on the table.
The boy took a deep breath.
Take another breath.
Almost choked to the chest and shunned the air.
Then stare at the diary and take another breath.
Alright, he's about to open Xiaohui's diary.
Xiangyang encouraged himself and slowly turned to the first page.
Hmm, Ainoe's name is beautifully written, and Xiaohui's handwriting is also beautiful.
The second page.
[Let’s start writing a diary today.
It seems that there is nothing to write today, slightly.
The wrong question type of the math quiz:...]
He first read the personal insights written by Xiaohui.
Ugh... just started to write a diary and said that there is nothing to write... It's too cute...
Xiangyang lay down and hammered the table fiercely, his fists fell on the table and automatically reduced force without making a sound, but he lowered his head, his hair rubbed against the table, and couldn't restrain the excitement in his throat.
The feet under the table kicked in mid-air.
When he calmed down, he sat up straight and continued to read.
[Today, ran second.My feet hurt so much.
It's a sharp pain. ]
Xiangyang frowned, looked at the date, it was a week ago.
I don't know if it's good or not.
Xiaohui doesn't write a diary every day - she writes study notes every day, Xiangyang only flips through her diary and plans to read the diary first.
[Hyuga-kun is playing hard, his arm is red. ]
"!" Did you actually mention him before confessing?
Xiangyang looked at this sentence over and over again, feeling delighted.
Praise him for playing hard.
Xiangyang laughed a few times and continued to flip through.
[The meal I ate today was really unpalatable. ]
Hmmmm?What kind of food is unpalatable?
I really want to know.
Xiangyang rubbed the paper, and under the cover of the desk lamp, the handwriting on the white paper was neat and slender, looking very girly and poetic, but the written content was rigid.
But Xiangyang thought it was too cute.
It's really cute when you look at it carefully and seriously!
[Dating with Xiangyang
very happy]
It is the diary of the day of the confession.
At the beginning, it was Hinata-kun, but it was crossed out by the master with a black pen, and Xiangyang was written again.
Hmm...Xiaohui said he was very happy...he was also very happy.
Xiangyang's mood rose to another level of joy in an instant, and those words seemed to fly out like living birds, circling around him, making the head full of youthful thoughts gradually become erratic.
"——" Xiangyang took the black diary and rushed towards the bed, causing the soft mattress to sink.
The boy's face sank into the quilt, hugged the diary, and lay quietly for a while, with only faint ups and downs showing that he was still breathing.
After a while, the slippers were thrown to the floor with a thump, and he suddenly rolled around on the bed with the black book in his arms, with a suppressed sound of excitement coming from his throat.
Then roll around, roll around, circle after circle, the orange hair is messy, the mess is softer, and the smiling face is more youthful.
He fussed alone on the bed for a while, then lay down on the pillow and opened the diary again, his chin sank in the soft pillow, his bright eyes fixed on the writing.
Xiangyang unconsciously read out one word at a time: "I'm dating Xiangyang."
"Very happy."
He looked at the diary and replied softly: "I am also very happy, happier than Xiaohui."
It's like having a conversation across the air.
"Hmmm - what am I talking about -"
Xiangyang paused, seemed to feel shy, and let go of the diary.
The black book was spread out and placed on the pillow, but the person began to writhe again.
Xiangyang didn't roll around, but splashed a few times on the quilt like a fish landed on the shore, and then continued to hold it to the ceiling, laughing while watching, and said a few words, "Really or not?" ?”
"so cute."
"I would also like!"
Immersive conversations with your girlfriend in the air, and you can still outline Xiaohui's appearance in your mind.
Black hair, white skin, serious tone of voice, serious attitude, and occasionally an exceptionally accurate sixth sense, but more often than not, he is easy to be led away by others.
There are also those eyes that look like the deep blue seabed, not sky blue, nor the blue of the sea surface, but a combination of black and blue in the deep seabed.
In the next second, people will be dragged into the deep sea.
……
Xiangyang's desk lamp was on all night, and he didn't turn it off until very late.
After reading the diary all night, the boy lay under the quilt and closed his eyes to try to fall asleep, but his mind was so excited that the moonlight jumped in, and even the soft light could wake him up.
He simply rolled over, his arms resting behind his head, his cat eyes staring at the ceiling.
What are you going to write in your diary tomorrow?
Although he didn't keep a diary much, he really wanted to exchange diaries with Xiaohui, once a week!
It's decided, let's go to the mall.
Gotta get a nice diary.
Also, I have to copy Xiaohui's math notes tomorrow morning. After all, he can't memorize them on Saturday night and Sunday, or he needs to review them the next day, and Xiaohui's notebook is on school days. To return it to her, of course he had to copy it, and he could not disappoint Xiaohui's kindness.
Xiangyang turned over.
...So what is the unpalatable thing Xiaohui said?I really want to know—wonderfully want to know.
I want to know everything, what Xiaohui likes, what Xiaohui hates, what Xiaohui doesn't care about...
As long as it's about her.
He is full of curiosity.
As for when he transcribed it the next day, he could only say——
As expected of Xiaohui, there are so many notes.
Xiangyang wrote it stroke by stroke, and Xiaohui wrote it in such detail that even he could understand it.
I feel that the next math quiz is a little bit of help...
Xiaohui, that's amazing.
Really like.
--------------------
The author has something to say:
Today I'm posting one of my many pre-orders
"My deskmate is Damian" Damian x original heroine
Recently, I encountered the biggest trouble in my elementary school career——that my new deskmate looked as fierce as the Tibetan mastiff I raised next door.
Not to mention that he seems to know everything, he can beat the high school student next door to his teeth all over the floor with three or five blows, and he will get full marks in every subject when he sleeps tomorrow in the cultural class.
But he is so fierce, I think I may be bullied by the school, restless all day long, and break out in cold sweat.
Until one day, Damian No. 12 clicked his tongue impatiently, as if swallowing more fierce words forcibly, and glanced at me: "Are you a vibrator? Suzie."
"My name is Darwin, Darwin!"
"..."
A few years later, after I learned that he was the vigilante Robin who beat up criminals in the dark, I remembered the experience of fighting (unilaterally) quarreling and threatening me to rip him off and he refused to kill: "..."
I knew he was good at fighting, but I didn't expect him to be so good!Otherwise, I dare not provoke it!
No, no, no, he should only hit criminals, right?Shouldn't it be personal revenge?
When I was frightened, Damian snorted lightly,
Then, we hooked up.
I:"."
*Primary school students' daily life (even)
*The timeline is all chaotic () Butterfly dropped a lot of things
*Everything in school is privately set up and belongs to
感谢在2022-03-2100:18:22~2022-03-2215:06:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of cherry milk with ice cubes;
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 Luyin; Xiao Xiao, Yangzhi Ganlu, and Yibuki Damowang 1;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:你说得对49瓶;我再也不熬夜了36瓶;未然、应是回归本真、呔、樱桃牛奶加冰块、清忘川20瓶;白陵羽13瓶;无言10瓶;softsb儿子、催更小快手5瓶;小怪兽_SA、菲常悠雅3瓶;筱晓、勺米米米米2瓶;一顿能吃三个饭团1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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