person oxidized by love

When Chen Ran came, Ji Xinghui was still sleeping. Yesterday Zhou Keyun helped him scrub and changed him into a nightgown.

Chen Ran put the things Zhou Keyun wanted on the table, the prenuptial agreement, ointment, and several shopping bags containing clothes.

Zhou Keyun chatted with him about work arrangements for a while, and Chen Ran went back to stand by.

Zhou Keyun walked into the bedroom, and Ji Xing lay there. He slept in a very insecure curled up position, with his back to the side where Zhou Keyun had been lying.

Zhou Keyun felt that he must have acted like a dissatisfied bastard last night, so it was almost noon, and Ji Xinghui was still using sleep to replenish the lost energy.

Zhou Keyun lifted the quilt, and then there was a piece of Ji Xinghui's nightgown that was being held down by him. Zhou Keyun had to squat down and carefully tear it apart a little to check Ji Xinghui's current situation.

There was still some redness and swelling there, but fortunately no one had a fever, Zhou Keyun carefully opened the ointment, and Chen Ran carefully attached an instruction manual.

Zhou Keyun dipped a little bit carefully, and the act of pushing Ji Xing's buttocks away when he was going back to sleep made him look more like a pervert.Zhou Keyun painted it roughly, as if he was holding a hot potato, and quickly covered him with the quilt after finishing painting.

Just as he was about to flee the crime scene in a hurry, he was afraid that Ji Xing would wake up and not know that he would have random thoughts after applying the medicine, so he braked and turned around, wanting to leave him a note.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Ji Xinghui's blurred eyes that had just woken up, Zhou Keyun coughed muffledly: "I'm afraid of getting an infection, so I applied medicine for you."

Ji Xinghui blinked blankly, and blushed immediately after turning his head. He just had an explanation for the strange touch in his half-dream and half-awake state. Say thank you.

Zhou Keyun put the ointment on the bedside table, and touched the quilt wrapped around Ji Xinghui with his palm: "I'll make you some porridge."

Ji Xinghui got up slowly when he could no longer hear Zhou Keyun's footsteps. The result of his excessive indulgence was that everything was wrong now.

Ji Xinghui began to regret uselessly, he always had such emotions towards Zhou Keyun.Since the student days, if Zhou Keyun appeared, things would go awry.

At the New Year's Eve party in the third year of high school, the school leaders had a whim and said that this year's program should be based on classes, and each class should have one, and it should also reflect the class style and appearance.The class teacher's simple idea of ​​wanting Zhou Keyun to play the piano solo was shattered.Finally, there was a stage play in the class. Each act was very short, and most of the students had roles.

Ji Xinghui, as a marginal person in the class, of course does not participate in these matters, he has no time to rehearse at all.

On the day of the party, the girl who acted with Zhou Keyun suffered from menstrual pain and couldn't hold on and was taken home.It was impossible to cut this scene directly. Zhou Keyun accepted this matter at the beginning, and the costume was still a beautiful satin white shirt.

Seeing handsome guys in white shirts at the New Year's Eve party is one of the few comforts for high school students.

But no one could stand on top, a group of people discussed for a long time, and they didn't think they were pretty enough, so they couldn't go with Zhou Keyun.In the end, Tang Cheng came up with a bad idea. He said that since he wanted to be beautiful, he could just wear a wig for Ji Xinghui.

Everyone thought about it for a long time, and they actually thought that this was also a solution. Although most people didn't like to see Ji Xinghui, they still admitted that he had a very pretty face.

In fact, Tang Cheng wanted to help Ji Xing get back into the group when he came out like this.He went to ask Zhou Keyun, but he didn't expect that Zhou Keyun didn't object, and agreed very readily.

"Don't worry, the heroine doesn't have any lines this time. You just need to be a vase and stand at the fake door to peek. After Zhou Keyun finishes playing the piano, walk towards him..." Tang Cheng may have a dream of being a director. What will happen this afternoon? I didn't do it anymore, so I told Ji Xing about the play.

Ji Xinghui was actually backing down repeatedly in his heart, but he couldn't go back on what he had promised, so he had to write it down seriously.

The party was arranged in the gymnasium, and the backstage there was too crowded, so their class put the make-up in the classroom.

Girls loved to dress up as dolls when they were young, and when they grow up, they are also interested in dressing up handsome boys like Ji Xinghui. Ji Xinghui sat on a chair honestly, was smeared by the literary and art committee for more than ten minutes, and was covered with a black long straight wig.

When Ji Xinghui opened his eyes, the sight around him was so hot that he felt hot, he said with some embarrassment, "It's weird..."

The Sports Committee said "Damn", and spoke very straightforwardly: "Ji Xing said that it's a pity that you are not a girl."

Tang Cheng hammered the sports committee with a punch: "Don't go crazy."

When Ji Xing returned to this state, he couldn't go to the bathroom to change clothes. The art committee and Tang Cheng requisitioned the storage room in the classroom.

The clothes are the most traditional blue sailor suits. Ji Xinghui studied for a long time before figuring out how to wear them. Fortunately, he was very thin in high school, and when he put on the skirt, he felt that it needed to be tightened more.

Ji Xinghui had no hair on his legs, his calves were very thin, long and straight. He slowly pulled up the white calf socks, and finally put on the canvas shoes.

Just changing clothes, he was sweating nervously.

Ji Xinghui was hesitating when was the right time to go out, and the classroom suddenly became noisy.The storage room is not soundproof, and Ji Xinghui could clearly hear the boys making jokes about Zhou Keyun.

"Zhou Keyun, your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, go to the storage room and have a look!"

Ji Xinghui took a step back subconsciously, his heel touched the broom in the corner, he did not expect that the door of the storage room was really opened, and Zhou Keyun was pushed in by the booing boys.

Ji Xinghui lowered his head in fright, not daring to look at Zhou Keyun's face.

At that time, Zhou Keyun was already very tall, and he seldom made expressions on his face, looking cold.

Ji Xinghui didn't know if Zhou Keyun was sizing him up, he just felt endless shame overflowing.

The people outside were screaming strangely, and the sound of booing surrounded the small storage room.

Ji Xinghui didn't care about women's clothing, nor did he care about being teased by his classmates, and he could bear being teased out of boredom, but he really couldn't bear Zhou Keyun's gaze, which seemed to cut him open.

Ji Xinghui had nowhere to retreat, so he had to walk out without hesitation. Zhou Keyun seemed to give him a hand in the middle, but the hem of his skirt was too short, so Zhou Keyun didn't touch him.

Ji Xinghui ignored the booing from the crowd outside and left the classroom directly.

Tang Cheng chased him out, looking very anxious: "Hey, Xinghui, they are just fools joking, Xinghui!"

Ji Xing didn't look back, he didn't even look at the road, he just wanted to get out quickly, but he bumped into someone on the stairs.

"Hey, who are you?" The person who was hit yelled in surprise, "Fuck Ji Xinghui! Why are you dressed like this? You're so pretty!"

Ji Xing looked up, only to realize that the person he bumped into was Yi Jin.

Yi Jin should have come up to find Zhou Keyun. Ji Xinghui was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to anyone, especially Yi Jin.

Of course, it would be wrong to vent your anger on the irrelevant Yi Jin, so Ji Xinghui just shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's nothing."

Tang Cheng also came over, and pressed Ji Xinghui's shoulder: "I'm exhausted, don't run away, I'll scold them for you later."

"What happened?" Yi Jin was a little curious.

Tang Cheng briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter. Yi Jin was a warm-hearted person, and he became angry when he heard it: "Damn, who are you? Kindly helping, why is this? You idiot!"

"Xinghui, you don't want to act if you're not happy, it's fine to let Zhou Keyun play a one-man show." Yi Jin patted him on the shoulder and said thoughtfully.

Ji Xing calmed down a lot, and he shook his head: "Wouldn't I be wasting other people's efforts if I don't act?"

Tang Cheng also frowned: "The main reason is that I can't find someone to replace you..."

Tang Cheng looked at Ji Xinghui, then at Yi Jin: "Unless..."

Yi Jin shivered a bit: "What's your idea?"

"Anyway, there are no lines. Yi Jin, you have a good relationship with Zhou Keyun, don't you? You look so good-looking." Tang Cheng said.

"You want a civet cat for the crown prince?" Yi Jin squeezed his hands off work, "It's not impossible... I don't have a show either."

Ji Xing pursed his lips, feeling a kind of reluctance, mixed with jealousy.

"Xinghui, listen to you." Yi Jin said straightforwardly.

Ji Xinghui was silent for a while, thinking of the moment when he passed by Zhou Keyun just now, he was suddenly discouraged, and his voice was low: "That can only trouble you..."

The program of their class was scheduled to be the third from the bottom, and Zhou Keyun was in charge of the finale of the stage play. Yi Jin and Ji Xinghui were cats in the background together, and the two exchanged clothes at about the same time.

The top of the sailor suit is short, and Yi Jin joked with Ji Xinghui while teasing it: "Xinghui, I don't want my face for you."

Ji Xinghui was very envious of Yi Jin's straightforwardness.

"You have to buy me some ice." Yi Jin chuckled.

Zhou Keyun sat in front of the piano, his hair combed up to reveal his forehead, without glasses.

He sat up straight and looked handsome and upright.

This is a scene of a young girl's mind. The girl who has always had a crush on the male protagonist always comes to secretly listen to him playing the piano. This is still the case today, but in fact the boy has discovered her long ago, but he gently does not expose it.

Halfway through the performance, Zhou Keyun turned his face slightly to the side where Yi Jin was hiding, and then smiled.

Ji Xinghui had already heard the excited voice of the girls covering their mouths in the backstage. He thought Zhou Keyun was really attractive, and he could touch people's hearts just by smiling.

The piano sound became soothing, and Zhou Keyun's voice became a little distorted through the inferior microphone.

"He was my North, my South, my East and West.

My working week and my Sunday rest,

Mynoon, mymidnight, mytalk, mysong;”

Ji Xing recalled that there was no such paragraph in the original script, it was added by Zhou Keyun after seeing Yi Jin.

Ji Xinghui felt that he was overwhelmed by a great sadness, and he began to regret why he gave up this role to Yi Jin.

If he hadn't been stumbled by his ridiculous self-esteem, then at this moment, he could stand on the stage and become lovers with Zhou Keyun for a few minutes.

Even if it is impossible for him to get Zhou Keyun's willful love poems read only for him under the eyes of everyone like Yi Jin.

"I thought that love would last forever;"

Zhou Keyun's ending was like a beautiful slap on Ji Xinghui's face.

"Iwaswrong."

Speaking:

It's part of "Funeral Blues."