all the way to the sun

Running north to the bus stop, he let out a long breath after standing still, his tense nerves were suddenly released, and the cold expression just now turned into a face full of confusion.

Ever since he watched Lu Yang happily go on a date with Fan Siyun, he felt quite uncomfortable. For a while, the naked back of Lu Yang in the dream that day flashed in his mind, and for a while, the jokes and conversations between Lu Yang and Fan Siyun on that date appeared in his mind. Like a choir playing, one after another complement each other, the chapters played are as loud as thunder, and the heart drum in the north is hit "dong dong". The top of his head was pressed down, so uncomfortable that he could only go to his dreams to seek comfort.

But Lu Yang didn’t let him go in his dream—he saw himself wrapped in a HelloKitty pink quilt and rubbed into Teacher Lu’s arms in his dream. Things to think about.

After waking up from the dream, he sat on the bed in shock, searched for a while, and after making sure that his body did not respond in any way that made his master ashamed, he breathed a sigh of relief, but within a moment, he frowned again. He got into a ball, because he really couldn't figure out why he had such an unspeakable dream.

So he kept sitting on the edge of the bed thinking about what kind of demonic disease he had fallen into, until he heard the "click" sound of the door opening outside the house, and then he suddenly pulled back his thoughts of drifting to the Pacific Ocean, stood up nervously, and got together By the door, put one ear on the door, listening carefully to the movement of the people outside.

As soon as Lu Yang outside the house came back, he called him out to eat cream cake - he loves cream very much.But when he thought of going out to face the teacher he had violated in his dream, he felt ashamed, very nervous, and very angry about it.

He didn't know what excuse he should use to refuse, so he could only pretend that he was endorsing a book, and then he actually took out a vocabulary book and started whispering, pretending to be real.

After a while, he realized that he knew each of these letters, but none of them could fit into his mind when they were put together. He had no choice but to give up struggling and paced back and forth in the bedroom, trying to suppress his rather restless mood.

In order to calm down his restless mood, he thought of a previous method - copying ancient prose.

In the tormenting days when no one cares about him, and even needs to be beaten abruptly, and his ears are filled with heart-pounding words, Xiangbei, alone and helpless, relies on copying ancient poems and proses required by the Chinese teacher to recite, and he finally does not become a A cynical, melancholic, tyrannical man, of course, eccentric, but only impatient and slightly grumpy.

So, restless, he hurriedly opened a "Tao Te Ching" and began to write straight.

After copying two articles, he widened his eyes in horror—the word "Lu Yang" was drawn in his pen.

Heck!

He blinked vigorously, rubbed his slightly sore eyes again, and widened his eyes again.

After a while, he let out an "Aww" and bounced off the table and chairs, the movement alarmed Lu Yang outside.Hearing Lu Yang's eager inquiry, he swallowed hard and forced himself to keep his voice steady: "It's okay, I'm watching a ghost movie!"

When there was no sound outside, he thought about the matter of himself and Lu Yang being together again, and finally came up with a terrifying thought, which scared him into hiding under the blanket.

Xiangbei: I have evil thoughts about Mr. Lu, right?

This idea together scared him to the point where he lost all three of his souls, suddenly felt his brain went blank, his whole body was top-heavy, softened into a puddle, and his back felt cold, and a "Hundred Thousand Whys" was automatically compiled in his mind.

This discovery made him restless. He began to doubt himself, doubted what his previous puppy love was, wondered what he and Zuo Ming had sex in the dormitory, doubted that every time he felt the care of Teacher Lu, his heart would "chug". Jumping is nothing!

Xiang Bei: Impossible, I liked girls before, it can't be... I changed my orientation?No, that's not the case...

"I don't like...I...wouldn't it be!" Xiang Bei yelled out the words in his head, and then followed the deflated ball all over his body, without any energy anymore. Excited.

He just sat on the bed like this, nestled in the quilt uneasy.

He wanted to ask what was wrong with him, and what he was thinking about Teacher Lu. He couldn't have feelings for him, could he?Did he suddenly become gay, or did he just fall in love with Mr. Lu?Also, what does it mean that Mr. Lu cares about him?

As time drifted away bit by bit on his chest, his mind became more and more chaotic, and he no longer cared about how terrifying the idea was, and only wanted to figure out what was going on between him and Lu Yang, because they He suddenly felt that if he just avoided these questions so clearly and pretended that he had never had that embarrassing dream, he might regret it for the rest of his life, but he couldn't figure out why he had this idea. .

At this moment, he really wants to ask someone, what should he do, whether he should accept his embarrassing change, whether he should tell Lu Yang this idea, and then use his conceivable "dislike" Face" to cut off those distracting thoughts...

However, he suddenly discovered that no one could help him answer the question, and he didn't have to worry about someone scolding him for being shameless. After all, his father didn't love his mother or his mother, and he didn't have any relatives or friends. Who would care about this kind of change? To scold him because of this is really self-indulgent!

Thinking of this, he felt a lot more relaxed, but also quietly gave birth to a few strands of lingering loneliness.

The chaotic thoughts stuck in his chest, up and down, made him flustered, and he couldn't calm down until before going to sleep, so he could only complain to Duke Zhou in his dream in a depressed mood.

Apparently Duke Zhou was very busy, and he didn't have time to do psychological counseling for Ma Tuan. Instead, he packed a heart-stopping gift package for him—he had nightmares all night, and he was chasing Lu Yang for a while, but he found Lu Yang With a cold face, he pushed him away, muttering: "You make me sick", and after a while he hit Wen Gen, threatening: "You are a curse, trash, oil bottle! I feel upset when I see you, I'll kill you!" In the blink of an eye, it was back to when he was a child, his mother pushed him into the icy river...

Coming together early, Xiangbei was listless as if he had been kicked out by the king of Hades for a few blocks. He continued to be depressed until he heard that Professor Lu who would make him irritable when he gasped for breath urged him to go out to eat one after another. Something, the whole human body, mind and mind merged into one, instantly exploded into a volcano, and almost erupted: "Shut up!" It's just eating breakfast, and besides, I have unreasonable thoughts about others, so how can I get angry again.

The burning fire hidden in his heart was chilled by this thought, as if he had punched the cotton. He sighed for a long time before he thought of a method that might make him no longer have ridiculous distracting thoughts——Li Luyang farther away.

This is not on the same channel as he wanted to ask Lu Yang what he meant to him the night before. After all, when he thought of the phrase "you make me sick" in his dream, his whole body died down and turned into a mute volcano, uncomfortable He just wants to be an ostrich.

As the so-called time and distance are the best medicine to dilute feelings, Xiang Bei decided not to hang out with Lu Yang, so as to completely cut off his ridiculous and shameful thoughts.

When he told Lu Yang this decision, he thought it would be easy, but he didn't expect to be even more annoyed - Lu Yang didn't even have a word to stop him!

Surprised that he had this idea, Xiang Bei's heart, which had finally cooled in the cold wind, ignited another fire-annoyed that he was shameless!

He gave a "tsk" impatiently, and got into the bus, wanting to hurry to school, immerse himself in the library, and use the pen and ink of the old master to cover the distracting thoughts in his body and mind.