unrequited love forbidden

Spicy strips

who do i like best

That is absolutely impossible.Jiang Xiao thought darkly in his heart.

"Okay." Fu Qingzhou nodded, "Then I will trouble you."

Jiang Xiao stared at him with a fake smile, "No trouble."

The two of them ate lunch with different thoughts. On the way back together, Ye Yang suddenly asked Fu Qingzhou, "Fu Qingzhou, why did you transfer from No. [-] Middle School to No. [-] Middle School?"

Several other people also looked at him curiously.

After all, no matter how you look at it, No. [-] Middle School is much worse than No. [-] Middle School, and Feng Xian'er said that Fu Qingzhou's grades are very good.

Before Fu Qingzhou answered, Jiang Xiao frowned and said, "Don't ask about your own private affairs."

Ye Yang said in disbelief: "No, I asked Fu Qingzhou and didn't ask you, so what's your business?"

"I just like to meddle in my own business." Jiang Xiao and Li Bowen looked at each other tacitly, sandwiching Ye Yang from left to right, and Li Bowen asked with a smile: "Student Ye Yang, is your broken arm okay? "

Both of them are very strong, Ye Yang said angrily: "I rely on you both to be crazy!"

"How can it be? Fu Qingzhou's brother is my brother's brother." Li Bowen said very righteously: "We will be good brothers from now on."

Ye Yang broke down and cursed: "Who the hell is a good brother to you crazy!"

"His brother Ye Mang goes to No. [-] Middle School. This kid is very interested in No. [-] Middle School. Don't take it to heart." Ma Yingjie walked beside Fu Qingzhou and sighed with relief: "Look, the students in our class are so harmonious and friendly."

I don't know if there is love, anyway, Jiang Xiao was distracted frequently all afternoon because of Fu Qingzhou's "person he likes", and the refills of mechanical pencils broke several times.

"What's the grudge?" Li Bowen looked at the corpse of the pencil lead on the table, and squinted at Jiang Xiao, "Son, there's something wrong with you, tell Dad what's on your mind."

Jiang Xiao pressed his head on the table, "I'll tell you if you eat it."

Li Bowen stretched out his hand to tickle him, Jiang Xiao let go of his hand and hid back, almost hitting his head against the wall.

"Oh shit." Li Bowen stretched out his hand and tugged at him, and the girl at the front table turned her head with lingering fear, "Li Zi, you can't just look at Jiang Xiao handsome and want to murder him?"

"Sister Zhu, open your eyes wide, he bullied me first!" Li Bowen went to grab Jiang Xiao's curly hair.

Song Zhu turned her head and turned back again, her long ponytail flicked Li Bowen's face, a strand of highlighted blue hair flashed by, she was holding a watch in her hand with several song titles written on it, "Come on , you two help me choose which song our class sings is good."

Jiang Xiao took the playlist, "Sing?"

"Singing competition!" Song Zhu snapped his fingers crisply in front of his face, "Feng Xian'er really values ​​the overtime grades."

"Nuo Nuo, you can help me pick it too." Song Zhu poked her tablemate.

Zhang Nuo turned her head, the eyes under the black framed eyes were empty and lifeless, and the thick mushroom head bangs covered most of the glasses again, her voice was pitifully low, "I think everything is fine."

"Everywhere is good, but this song is full of high notes, so it's not easy to sing." Li Bowen picked up a pencil and drew a cross on the back.

Zhang Nuo's face flushed instantly, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Li Bowen was stunned.

"Why are you apologizing to him?" Song Zhu tapped Li Bowen on the head, "It's all your fault, I'm so scared!"

"It's none of my business!" Li Bowen said bitterly, "I'm wronged today, right?"

"I recommend this song." Jiang Xiao circled one, "Sunshine, positive, positive energy."

And most importantly, this seems to be the only song Fu Qingzhou can't sing out of tune.

Song Zhu nodded, "Brother Jiang is still reliable."

Zhang Nuo nodded in agreement.

Li Bowen was so angry that he patted the table, "I can't live through this day!"

"Leave if you can't pass." Jiang Xiao bowed his head to correct the wrong question.

"Leave me to see where you can find your next home with your family—" Li Bowen grabbed Fu Qingzhou who was passing by after wiping the blackboard, "Hey Fu Qingzhou, do you want Jiang Xiao to send you a package? girl."

"Li Bowen, you are taking advantage of my old lady again!" Song Zhu picked up the thick Oxford dictionary and yelled at his head, Li Bowen was beaten until he screamed.

Jiang Xiao looked at Fu Qingzhou expectantly, leaned over and smiled half-truthfully, "Brother Zhou, you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, do you think about it?"

Fu Qingzhou twitched his brows slightly, pressed his chalk-stained fingers on his forehead, and pushed him back slightly, "I'll be able to warm the bed."

Jiang Xiao bent his eyes and smiled brightly, "I will."

Fu Qingzhou's fingertips touched his forehead viciously, "Okay, take it."

"Congratulations to brother Jiang for his successful second marriage and kicking this scumbag." Song Zhu strangled Li Bowen's neck and said in a sad voice, "In order to prevent the scumbag from ruining your happy life, I will kill him first."

Li Bowen was quite involved in the drama, pointing at Jiang Xiao and Fu Qingzhou and said weakly: "You guys... a dog boy... ah!"

Zhang Nuo pursed his lips and smiled.

Jiang Xiao picked up a red pen from the side, grabbed Fu Qingzhou's left hand and drew a stroke on his ring finger, jokingly said: "Success, dear, stamped."

Fu Qingzhou looked down at him and smiled, "Okay."

The scorching sun outside the window is like fire and the leaves are rustling, and the students in the classroom are bluffing and laughing, their respective throbbing and seriousness are hidden under the teasing and joking. known.

Even if the other party already has someone he likes.

In the evening self-study, Jiang Xiao looked at the unit quiz that was a mess, and asked Li Bowen, "Li Zi, I want to be at the same table as Fu Qingzhou."

Li Bowen, who was eating spicy sticks, raised his head and stared at him expressionlessly, "I think something is wrong with you."

The red pen in Jiang Xiao's hand turned twice, "How do you say it?"

"It's hard to say." Li Bowen licked the red oil on the corner of his mouth, "It's hard to say."

"Say." Jiang Xiao took a spicy stick from him and put it in his mouth.

Li Bowen glanced around, Song Zhu and Zhang Nuo were listening to the song and doing the quiz, the first few rows were doing the quiz seriously, the middle ones were either secretly reading novels or copying homework, and the ones behind were playing with their mobile phones and playing cards Playing cards, he approached Jiang Xiao and said in a low voice: "I think, you deal with Qingzhou differently from me and others."

Jiang Xiao swallowed the spicy stick in his mouth, and smoked another one, "Is it obvious?"

"I'm too embarrassed to point you out. You're so close to Fu Qingzhou, you're not on the same level as chasing your goddess. Do you treat him a little—" Li Bowen rubbed his arms vigorously, stretched out his hand to follow He grabbed the last spicy stick, "Didn't you say you don't eat junk food!"

"Delicious." Jiang Xiao snatched half of it from him and stuffed it into his mouth, "Li Zi, I like him."

"Fuck! I know the fuck!" Li Bowen's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to raise his voice, and cursed: "I've been playing with you for so long and I haven't seen you hand me a pair of chopsticks and give me an egg white!"

Jiang Xiao cleared his throat, "Is it so obvious?"

"It's fucking polite to say that you lick the dog, but his eyes look like they've pulled silk!" Li Bowen rolled his eyes.

Jiang Xiao touched his nose, "Then I will restrain myself a bit later."

Li Bowen stared at him bitterly, "Look at your prospects."

Jiang Xiao clicked his tongue: "What's the matter, you want to sever ties with me?"

"Father is not so narrow-minded." Li Bowen touched a packet of spicy sticks from the hole in the table again, "Dad is very open-minded. I agree with you even if you like crabs."

"Not at all." Jiang Xiao smiled, and grabbed the spicy strips from him in the slightest, "Help me?"

"Can I refuse?" Li Bowen snatched one from his hand.

"No." Jiang Xiao was confident.

The chorus competition will be next Wednesday. These days, Song Zhu took advantage of the evening self-study to let everyone rehearse. The voices of ghosts and wolves in each class kept coming and going. As a literary and art committee member, Song Zhu's voice gradually changed from sweet to irritable, "This sound is wrong! Ye Yang, you are killing pigs Li Bowen, if you eat spicy strips again, I will pickle you into spicy strips!"

During the evening self-study of the first quarter on Friday, Song Zhushen said mysteriously: "Comrades! I got the key to the auditorium, can I go early tonight!?"

There was a burst of cheers in the class.

It seems that as long as there is no class, insignificant little things can also arouse their great interest.

Ma Yingjie closed the door, "Damn, please keep your voice down, what should I do if I attract Feng Xian'er!"

"Feng Xian'er asked for leave on Friday!" Song Zhu said enthusiastically, "The first prize in this chorus competition seems to be a vacuum cleaner. We sold it for class fees, and we bought it all for snacks during the autumn outing!"

Those who whistled in the class whistled, those who slapped the table slapped the table, and the few behind did not even play cards.

"Let's go, let's go!" The study committee member is a short and thin boy with buck teeth, who was nicknamed Big Tooth. "Quietly, let's go in batches! A class committee will lead a dozen people, hurry up, two or three classes in the evening If the director of the movie does not come to check people, let's go, brothers!"

Everyone in class [-] immediately ran away like wild monkeys having fun, taking advantage of the bell ringing after class.

There were only six day students in class eight, and all four followed. Jiang Xiao quickly caught Fu Qingzhou who was about to slip away, "Aren't you going?"

Fu Qingzhou paused while holding his schoolbag, "I—"

"Me, me." Jiang Xiao held down his schoolbag, sat on the table condescendingly and asked him half-truthfully, "What are you busy with all day? Is it because you have other dogs outside or our family?" Already so poor that you can’t get rid of it? You can’t discriminate against me like this when I’m married for the second time.”

Fu Qingzhou choked on his saliva, he didn't expect Jiang Xiao to still play the previous joke, and said helplessly, "I have to earn money, otherwise I won't be able to support you."

"No, I'm rich, and I'll support you." Jiang Xiao jumped down and put his arms around his shoulders and followed the team downstairs, "You have to play when it's time to play, you haven't been to the auditorium of No. [-] Middle School, have you? Pretty I tell you."

Fu Qingzhou let him drag him forward. The roads of No. [-] Middle School were paved with rough stones. The students in Class [-] were very excited. They were far behind, but they were still relatively quiet.

"Hey, I'm telling you the truth, if you don't have enough money, just tell me." Jiang Xiao put his arm around his shoulder and said, "I'll take it as a loan from you, keep it secret, don't work around and delay your studies."

Fu Qingzhou turned to look at him, "Aren't you afraid I won't be able to pay it back in the future?"

"Where can it be?" Jiang Xiao said firmly, staring at Fu Qingzhou's face under the street lamp, jokingly said: "If you can't pay it back, sell yourself to pay off the debt."

Jiang Xiao got a little closer, he felt his face was a little hot, he stepped back and cleared his throat, "Before I said that I was just joking with Meng Nian and your ordinary classmates, I really treat you as a My friend, don't get mad at me for this."

"I'm not angry." Fu Qingzhou sighed, "I've been really busy during this time."

He is going to take a part-time job in the company, and he is also preparing to participate in computer competitions, and he can't stop studying.

"Oh, then are you still busy in the future?" Jiang Xiao looked at him anxiously and asked.

"Not too busy." Fu Qingzhou lowered his eyes and squeezed his knuckles vigorously.

Jiang Xiao was straightforward and enthusiastic, and he couldn't stand it at all.

Animals are animals.

Because they came in secretly, Song Zhu didn't allow the lights to be turned on, and everyone held up their mobile phones to light up the lights. It took more than 20 minutes of noisiness to maintain order before everyone stood in formation.

Jiang Xiao and Fu Qingzhou were tall and stood in the last row. Fu Qingzhou stood at the farthest edge. Zhou, do you have a cell phone?"

Their arms were tightly pressed together, and Fu Qingzhou gave a low hum as the warm breath spread over the pinnae.

There was a lot of noise around, but Jiang Xiao didn't hear clearly at all, so he moved a little closer, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Qingzhou put two fingers on the side of his neck and pushed him lightly, "Yes."

"Give me the phone number Penguin and WeChat." Jiang Xiao handed him the phone.

"Okay." Fu Qingzhou took it and was about to open it.

Jiang Xiao snatched the phone back in a jerk, "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Fu Qingzhou didn't know why.

Jiang Xiao raised his phone and pressed it open. On the screensaver, Fu Qingzhou was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, with a small sunflower hairpin pinned to his hair. On the desktop with the screensaver turned on was his candid photo of Fu Qingzhou that night. A collage of photos of his family wearing pajamas, the top is his silhouette standing in front of the floor lamp, and the bottom is a collection of close-ups of his Adam's apple, collarbone, and lower back—whatever you look at, he's an idiot.

90.00% of the photos in the phone album are Fu Qingzhou.

"Cough, I'll turn off the lights first, it's too much electricity." Jiang Xiao moved his fingers quickly, temporarily replaced the screensaver and desktop, and turned off the flashlight, "Okay, here you are."

Fu Qingzhou bowed his head and entered his phone number to add friends.

Jiang Xiao wiped the sweat off his brow, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Fu Qingzhou hum in doubt.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiao stretched his head to look.

"A friend asked me, "Who do I like the most?" Fu Qingzhou turned to him and asked, "Who do you fill in?" "

Jiang Xiao's expression froze instantly.