unrequited love forbidden

娇气

I'm tall

Jiang Xiao cursed inwardly in annoyance, wanting to apologize to Fu Qingzhou, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't hold back his words.

The shocked expression on Fu Qingzhou's face was fleeting. He looked at Jiang Xiao and asked tentatively, "Are you—"

Jiang Xiaomu looked at him with a blank face.

"Was wronged at your father's house?" Fu Qingzhou made a reasonable guess about his sudden abnormal behavior.

Hold.

Jiang Xiao asked in bewilderment: "How did your brain get the first place in the grade?"

Fu Qingzhou replied seriously: "Study hard."

Jiang Xiao laughed out of anger.

Fu Qingzhou looked at the back of Jiang Xiao striding away, and pursed his lips.

For a moment just now, he thought Jiang Xiao was jealous, but he quickly suppressed his wishful thinking.

The premise of being jealous is liking, and now Jiang Xiao doesn't mean that at all to him.Fu Qingzhou glanced at the key in his hand.

But it's scary to lose your temper.

Jiang Xiao thought that being at the same table with Fu Qingzhou would be very happy, but the premise is that there is no quarrel between them-strictly speaking, this is not a quarrel, he just yelled at Fu Qingzhou, and did not wait for him to go upstairs together That's all.

But the relationship between people is like a fine piece of porcelain, and the final shattering often starts with an inconspicuous small crack.

Jiang Xiao was a little frustrated, he tried his best not to pay attention to Fu Qingzhou next to him, and focused all his attention on the blackboard and the teacher, but his thinking was not controlled by his subjective consciousness.

He has been watching Fu Qingzhou's every move from the corner of his eye, and the picture of Fu Qingzhou and Jiang Siyu holding hands that night will be played in a loop in his mind, as well as his behavior of losing control of his emotions and yelling at Fu Qingzhou, annoyed, angry, remorseful, Guilt, reluctance... A mess of emotions piled up, hitting his low self-confidence to pieces.

Even if he realizes that he likes the 38-year-old Fu Qingzhou, so what?

He now has only one payoff.

And this Fu Qingzhou didn't belong to him yet.

The red pen in Jiang Xiao's hand was spinning quickly, staring at the ring on the English teacher's hand in a daze.

"Jiang Xiao, what do you choose for this question?" The teacher suddenly called his name.

Jiang Xiao suddenly stood up and looked down at the blank exercise book on the table.

Fu Qingzhou drew a big "C" on the draft paper next to him, and touched his hand lightly.

Jiang Xiao glanced, "Choose C."

"Okay, come and tell the students why you chose C." The English teacher walked to Fu Qingzhou's table.

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao didn't even know any of the questions.

"The C is so big that I can see it clearly from the podium." The English teacher looked at Fu Qingzhou with a smile, "Come on, my deskmate can help explain it."

Fu Qingzhou stood up and finished speaking concisely.

"Sit down." The English teacher waved his hand, "I've said this post-attributive several times, and only a few got it right..."

Jiang Xiao depressedly began to change the topic, and Fu Qingzhou handed him a small note next to him, and the words were purposely written a little smaller.

"Are you okay?"

Fu Qingzhou's handwriting was ordinary, and he was as boring as he was, but he looked very pleasing to the eye. Jiang Xiao admired it for a moment, then drew a "." and went back.

"?" Fu Qingzhou pushed the note back again.

The English teacher looked over sharply, and Jiang Xiao put the note into the workbook without changing his expression. He listened carefully to the class without any distractions. When the bell rang, Fu Qingzhou closed the English textbook and turned to look at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head to correct the wrong question, and finished correcting a question with his gaze, then raised his head and smiled: "Is there something wrong?"

"Do you want to eat ice cream?" Fu Qingzhou imitated the movement of turning the pen, turned the mechanical pencil in his hand around, and grabbed it in his hand.

"It's not impossible." Jiang Xiao felt that he didn't seem to have too much backbone. Fu Qingzhou pleaded for peace so cautiously, and he began to blame himself and even feel distressed in his heart. pencil, "Your mechanical pencil is too heavy to turn."

Fu Qingzhou changed to a gel pen, but it still could only spin once.

Jiang Xiao took his red pen and spun it around several times quickly, and handsomely finished, "If you invite me to eat ice cream, I will teach you."

Taking advantage of the free time between classes, the two went to the supermarket next to the cafeteria to buy ice cream, and Jiang Xiao also bought a freshly baked finger cake by the way.

After eating the ice cream in a few bites, he opened the paper bag and started to eat cakes. Fu Qingzhou next to him felt his stomach ache, "You just finished eating the cold one and then the hot one, can you eat it?"

"Not as delicate as you." Jiang Xiao said indifferently, "I'm tall and hungry."

Fu Qingzhou suspected that he had misheard, "Who are you calling coquettish?"

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao blinked slowly while eating the cake, then slowly turned his head to stare at him, "I said you—— have a delicate stomach."

Fu Qingzhou's stomach is indeed not very good. After getting older, this problem became more and more serious, but after being reborn, his health was more than twice as good. He refused to agree with Jiang Xiao's evaluation.

"My stomach is fine." Fu Qingzhou retorted rationally, "I can eat ice cream."

In the eyes of Mr. Fu who pays attention to health preservation, being able to eat ice cream is already a sign of a good stomach.

"Yeah." Jiang Xiao nodded perfunctorily, "But you can't finish the ice cream and then eat finger cakes. Last time in physical education class, you finished the ice cream and then ate a grilled sausage, and your face was pale all afternoon."

"Uh..." Fu Qingzhou couldn't refute.

In fact, he didn't sleep well that night, his stomach was upset, and he even decided not to eat ice cream again.

In the end, I still accompanied Jiang Xiao to buy it.

But it is not easy to make Jiang Xiao happy. For example, after returning home, the milk tea and the small love stickers on Fu Qingzhou's desk are very annoying.

"It was sent by a very beautiful girl." Ye Yang winked at Fu Qingzhou, "Yes, Brother Zhou, the peach blossoms are blooming!"

"Class [-] class flower." Song Zhu went to the back to catch the water, and said with emotion: "Our brother Zhou is tall and leggy, handsome, cold-tempered, computer master, and the first in the grade. Damn, let's put the hero in the novel properly." , if it wasn't for the rabbit not eating the grass beside the nest, I would also like to do it."

Jiang Xiao almost spit out the water he just drank.

"Unfortunately, I already have my family Nuowuo." Song Zhu sat on the desk with his hands propped up, "I bet there must be more."

"What else?" Guo Ye snatched Ma Yingjie a pack of crispy noodles and bit them into pieces.

"There are also girls who come to chase and give things." Ma Yingjie looked envious, "Ah, it turns out that there is such an advantage in being the first in the grade."

"Fatty." Song Zhu patted him on the shoulder deeply, "In the final analysis, it depends on the face."

Ma Yingjie whimpered, lowered his head and took a bite of the crispy noodles.

Jiang Xiao leaned on the blackboard behind and watched Fu Qingzhou push the milk tea onto his table, and asked maliciously, "Hey, Fu Qingzhou, what kind do you like?"

The girls around quietly raised their ears.

Fu Qingzhou sighed silently, raised his eyelids to look at him, reached out and tapped his ring finger, and said with a half-smile: "Last night you ordered me not to have an affair, and today you asked me what I like, I have choice?"

The students around burst into laughter.

Jiang Xiao's ears felt a little hot, and he looked at Fu Qingzhou annoyed, and Fu Qingzhou gave him a kind smile back.

"Okay, if I catch you messing around outside, I will break your leg." Jiang Xiao followed his words.

In the laughter, Jiang Xiao's heart was sour and sad, as if he really entered it for a moment, he caught and raped her husband in bed outside - Fu Qingzhou and Jiang Siyu held small hands, and now he has to force a smile with everyone - even though it was him The first to provoke with ill intentions—to save his husband's face.

Jiang Xiao gave Fu Qingzhou a complicated look, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Then he put Fu Qingzhou to death on the bed, so that he would not have time to go out to attract bees and butterflies.

However, the reality was that he worked hard to help Fu Qingzhou get the water, and even tested whether the temperature was just right before returning to his seat with the water glass.

Fu Qingzhou reached out to catch the cup, with a smile in his eyes, "Break my leg?"

Jiang Xiao realized that his mouth was bald, and his face suddenly turned pale, "No, I was talking fast just now—oh fuck!"

He probably had poor coordination with his hands and feet, his mouth and brain couldn't work together, and he couldn't hold the cup firmly in his hand. The two of them rushed to catch it, and the lid of the cup was not tightened yet, and all the water spilled on Fu Qingzhou's lap.

Jiang Xiao pulled a tissue on the table to wipe him, then his hand was suddenly grabbed by a warm palm, Fu Qingzhou's slightly low voice fell into his ears, "Jiang Xiao, I'm fine."

Jiang Xiao raised his head in panic, before he could suppress the panic in his eyes, and still clutched a crumpled and half-wet tissue in his hand.

I don't know why, it looks pitiful, like a big dog who only knows that he has made a mistake.

But he was not wrong.

Fu Qingzhou wanted to rub his hair, but there were too many people in the class, so he had no choice but to hold back the thought, reached for the crumpled tissue in his hand, and dragged him to the seat.

The class bell rang just at this time.

Fu Qingzhou looked at him worriedly, "Do you feel unwell?"

Jiang Xiao wiped his face with his hand. Last night he read the information given by Mu Zhengping and thought about the car accident all night. He always subconsciously thought that something happened to Fu Qingzhou's leg.

"No." Jiang Xiao glanced at his calf, then at the milk tea on the table, "Shall I drink it for you?"

"En." Fu Qingzhou nodded.

If you refuse the drinks and snacks brought by girls, the best way is to let others eat them.

After all, throwing it away not only makes girls lose face, but also wastes it—Li Bowen once gave him such a trick.

Jiang Xiao bit the straw, the milk tea was so sweet, but he still drank it clean with a hostile and resentful mood.

What kind of milk tea to send? Fu Qingzhou only boiled water every day, and occasionally drinks some cola or soda, so he doesn't like these sweet drinks.

Ah, the milk tea is so delicious.

Pearl is good Q bomb.

Hate milk tea...

Jiang Xiao took advantage of the teacher's turning around to write on the blackboard, sucked away the last pearl, and took a look at the pink sticker on it.

"Student Fu Qingzhou, you have to be happy today-"

There is also a small heart of Bling Bling posted next to it.

Jiang Xiao pasted the stickers on the back of the notebook, and posted Zhang Xin's next to it, wrote Jiang Siyu's name, and drew a few stars below.

Fu Qingzhou watched the whole process: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, and the pen in his hand was spinning so quickly that afterimages appeared.

"Let's see who gives better milk tea."