Bamboo horse is difficult to ride

Zheng Xin only felt numbness and numbness on his lips, a little pain from the cold wind, and a smell of alcohol that didn't belong to him.

"Lin, Lin Lang..." Zheng Xin still couldn't recover, he was too shocked, and his brain was not enough.

"I warned you, don't let you think about Zhou Mingdi anymore, you fucking dare to shed tears for him, let me see you like this again, I'm not sure I will do something out of the ordinary!" Lin Lang said viciously Threatening in Zheng Xin's ear.

Zheng Xin felt a little dizzy suddenly, he was confused and couldn't figure out what Lin Lang was doing.

"Let's go!" Lin Lang tugged Zheng Xin by the sleeve, pulled Zheng Xin out of the alley, and the two walked crookedly to the side of the bicycle.

The way home was very silent, the two of them didn't ride a bike, because Lin Lang was "drunk" after all, Zheng Xin pushed the bike, Lin Lang put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked in front .

At the door of the house, Zheng Xin couldn't hold back any longer. After locking the car, he asked Lin Lang, "What do you mean? Don't you like Zhou Mingdi? Why..." Why did you kiss me?The latter half of the sentence is a bit unspeakable.

"Shut up!" Sure enough, Lin Lang responded fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense! You are not allowed to talk nonsense to others, let alone Xiao Di. If you let me know that you go out and talk nonsense, be careful! Strangle you!"

In the darkness, Zheng Xin curled his lips.

"Also, what happened just now... don't tell others!" Lin Lang continued to add fiercely, "I don't want to be called a pervert like you!"

Zheng Xin unconsciously kicked the steps at the entrance of the corridor with his toes, feeling a chill in his heart.

He seemed to vaguely understand something.

Lin Lang kissed him, because Lin Lang was stimulated by Zhou Mingdi and He Jiani just like him, but Lin Lang's way of venting was different from him, he cried silently, while Lin Lang needed a comforter.

He was that consolation.

That night, Zheng Xin couldn't sleep no matter what. As soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered Zhou Mingdi and He Jiani hugging and kissing at the corner of the stairs. Immediately afterwards, the image in his mind became that he was held down in the alley by Lin Lang, and then Hitting his back against the wall hurts, but the temperature on his lips is very hot.

Really unable to fall asleep, he got up, took out a carved little portrait from his schoolbag, and stared at the portrait for a long, long time.

This portrait is carved by Zheng Xin in his spare time. He has always liked root carving, and almost all his pocket money is used to buy books related to root carving. This portrait is his first work. Zhou Mingdi.

Rubbing the fine lines of the root carving with his fingers, Zheng Xin smiled ironically, stuffed the portrait under the bed, and continued to lie back on the bed to sleep.

Some people, even when they think about it furtively, are extravagant.

Early the next morning, Zheng Xin found out sadly that her underwear was wet...

It happened to be Saturday, Zheng Xin got up later than usual, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom to find that his uncle and aunt had gone out. Zheng Xin remembered that his aunt said that they would go to Lin Lang's grandma's house this weekend.

Glancing at Lin Lang's room, the door is still closed, it seems that he hasn't gotten up yet.

Zheng Xin rolled up the wet underwear in his hand and went to the bathroom to wash the underwear.

This is Zheng Xin’s first wet dream. He was ejaculated by Lin Lang as a prank a few months ago, but it’s strange that Zheng Xin hasn’t dreamed as frequently as other boys since then, although he can’t control it every day. She kept thinking about Zhou Mingdi, but really never dreamed about him once.

But last night, I had a crazy dream, and then wet my underwear in a daze. Looking back now, the person in the dream reeked of alcohol and spoke viciously. It wasn't Zhou Mingdi at all, but that demon Lin Lang. !

After Zheng Xin finished washing his underwear, he opened the door and was startled. Lin Lang stood at the door of the bathroom like a ghost.

"What are you doing in there? You're dawdling, you're constipated?" Lin Lang always had the urge to get up, and his temper was the worst in the first 10 minutes after waking up. Of course, his usual temper was not very good.

Zheng Xin put his hands behind his back almost like a conditioned reflex, lowered his head and said nothing.

"What did you take?" Lin Lang's eyes were sharp, and he stretched out his hand to break Zheng Xin's arm, ignoring Zheng Xin's struggle, and grabbed what was in his hand.

When he saw that what he snatched was a pair of freshly washed underwear, Lin Lang, who was a "comer here", laughed wildly, "Oh! The little hairless bird has finally grown up, and it will be able to lay down in a few days." Cubs!"

"Get out!" Zheng Xin reached for his underwear, Lin Lang took advantage of his height, deliberately held up his underwear, and seduced Zheng Xin to jump up and down, making Zheng Xin choked up.

However, Lin Lang was an idiot, and kept talking nonsense to that one: "Do you still have underwear to wear after the underwear is washed? Are you wearing underwear now? Couldn't it be a vacuum fight? You always jump slowly, jump It's too high and it's easy to pull the egg!"

Zheng Xin was so angry that he wanted to kick Lin Lang twice, but Lin Lang jumped like a monkey, and he couldn't kick at all.

The two were grabbing underwear in the living room when the doorbell rang.

Lin Lang had had enough fun, so he jumped to the door to open it, turned around and threw the underwear at Zheng Xin, and even made a fake move, Zheng Xin missed it all at once, and was caught by the underwear on his head.

As soon as Zhou Mingdi entered the door, he saw Zheng Xin taking off the underwear on his head, covering his stomach and laughing exaggeratedly, "Hahaha, I said Zheng Xin, what are you playing? Learn from Dynamic Superman or Crayon Shin-chan?"

Zheng Xin pulled off her underwear, blushed, and went back to the room angrily.

Lin Lang teased Zhou Mingdi: "It looks like you're in a good mood!" But his eyes couldn't help but glance at Zheng Xin's back.

Zhou Mingdi sat on the sofa, put his arm on Lin Lang's shoulder, and blinked mysteriously: "Dude, I almost succeeded last night!"

"Ah?" Lin Lang turned his head, his face froze, and after a while, he forced out a smile, "What's the matter? Did you succeed?"

"It's just the last step. Alas, that girl insisted that she hadn't thought it through yet." Zhou Mingdi didn't notice the change in Lin Lang's face.

"Didn't she chase you first? Why didn't she think about it again?"

"Who knows!" Zhou Mingdi picked up half an orange from the coffee table, broke off a piece and threw it into his mouth, "She said it was her first time."

Lin Lang joked: "Isn't it your first time too? She won't suffer."

Zhou Mingdi punched Lin Lang: "Then can it be the same? I have a membrane, but does I have one?"

Lin Lang slowly suppressed his smile and narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Di, do you really like He Jiani?"

Zhou Mingdi thought about it seriously for a second, then shrugged: "I don't know, isn't she the school belle? It's awesome to get the school belle!"

Lin Lang didn't say a word. Having known Zhou Mingdi for so many years, he knew Zhou Mingdi's character very well. He was like the proud son of heaven, and he liked all outstanding things and people.Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Zheng Xin's room, that ordinary foolish boy, who still has a crush on Zhou Mingdi, he is so inconspicuous, Zhou Mingdi can only pay attention to him unless he is blind, let alone there is a gender barrier lying there .

The final exam is coming soon. Poor Zheng Xin has dropped another five places. If this continues, he will almost enter the bottom ten of the class.

Zheng Xin was very distressed. He also wanted to get a good grade in the exam, but God didn't give him that smart mind, and he still didn't improve after studying hard.

When the second semester of the second year of junior high school started, the atmosphere in the class suddenly became tense. The teacher kept emphasizing that the senior high school entrance examination was still one and a half years away. There were many students in their class and the competition was fierce. The places in key high schools were limited. Enter the state of the graduating class.

Zheng Xin knew that it was a dream to go to a key high school based on his grades. He actually didn't want to go to high school, because he was more interested in root carving and painting, and had always wanted to study in an art school, even a technical secondary school.

After some inquiries, the tuition fees of art schools are very high, three times the tuition fees of ordinary high schools.Zheng Xin didn't know if his uncle and aunt would support him in technical secondary school. At the beginning, they promised his mother that they would support him before Zheng Xin, but the premise was that Zheng Xin would not spend too much money. The tuition fee for three years is tens of thousands, and my uncle and aunt will not do business at a loss.

He is 14 years old this year, and he will be [-] when he graduates from middle school next year. If he can go to a technical secondary school and successfully complete three years of technical secondary school, he will graduate just in time.From this point of view, going to technical secondary school has really become a better way out for Zheng Xin.

The days went on like this.

The relationship between Zheng Xin and Lin Lang can't be said to be good, nor can it be said to be bad. Compared with Molu before, the two have made eye contact, but this kind of eye contact is often staring at each other, or when Zheng Xin goes to the bathroom, Lin Lang pinched Zheng Xin's butt while his parents were not paying attention. Every time when this happened, Zheng Xin would spare no effort to stare at Lin Lang fiercely, making Lin Lang laugh silently.

One day in the second semester of the second year of junior high school, Zhou Mingdi came to Lin Lang's house on the weekend, dragged Lin Lang into the room, and said to Lin Lang mysteriously, "It's done!"

Lin Lang was taken aback for a moment, then understood the meaning of his words, and forced a blunt smile on his face: "Is that so... Congratulations."

Zhou Mingdi was excited and didn't pay attention so much. He lay down on Lin Lang's bed and said cheerfully, "How about it? Let me tell you. We will definitely be able to get this little girl done in half a year."

"That is, who are you and how charming you are!" Lin Lang said perfunctory words, but his heart was already overwhelmed, and he didn't know what he was clicking while pressing the mouse.

"That matter, I thought it was quite mysterious before, and it was quite cool at the time, but in fact, after thinking about it, it's just like that!" Zhou Mingdi was immersed in his own thoughts, "Hey, Lin Lang, do you think it might be that? Back then we watched too many playboys, always seeing those plump women in Europe and America, so when we really faced the reality, we felt that it was not so ideal?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Lang frowned slightly, "He Jiani didn't serve you well?"

"That's not true," Zhou Mingdi scratched his head, "It's He Jiani, she has no flesh all over her body, and her chest is flat. It's really disappointing to take off her clothes."

"To be honest, she is wearing clothes and her chest is flat." Lin Lang said bluntly.

"Get out!" Zhou Mingdi kicked Lin Lang, pondered for a while, and then said, "To be honest, a woman with no meat is not as comfortable as a man to hug."

"Say it as if you've hugged a man before." Lin Lang said casually.

"Hug it, your cousin, even though Zheng Xin is not very thin, but it's quite comfortable to hug!"

Before Zhou Mingdi finished speaking, Lin Lang stood up abruptly, rushed to Zhou Mingdi, glared at him and growled, "What did you say? When did you hug Zheng Xin?"

Zhou Mingdi was taken aback by Lin Lang's sudden attitude: "What are you doing? You were taken aback!"

Lin Lang grabbed Zhou Mingdi's arm, his eyes widened, "What did you do with Zheng Xin? Tell me!"

"Damn it, Lin Lang, are you crazy, what can I do with him!"

"Then what did you say you hugged him just now? You fucking made it clear!" Lin Lang shouted, pulling his neck as if the Roaring Emperor had possessed him.

"Fuck," Zhou Mingdi couldn't help but explain, "It's been a long time, maybe it was March, and one day I went out to play with He Jiani..."

"Get to the point!" Lin Lang couldn't bear Zhou Mingdi's mouthful of He Jiani.

"Ahem..." Well, Zhou Mingdi had to admit that Lin Lang was really scary when he got angry.

"That day at the West Bridge, we met Zheng Xin. It was almost dark at that time. He was sitting by the bridge alone, staring at the river. I saw his face was quite flustered. I thought he wanted If he didn’t come, I asked He Jiani to go back first, and I went up and said a few words to him. After asking, I found out that it was his birthday that day, and he was bored by himself, so I took him to dinner, maybe because of the past Happy birthday, he drank too much and fainted all the way, I carried him back and hugged him all the way." Zhou Mingdi finally explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly.

Lin Lang was stunned for a long time, then frowned and asked, "Which day? Why don't I remember that he drank too much?"

"There was no one in your house that day. You and your parents went to see your grandma."

Lin Lang suddenly remembered that there was such a thing, and it has indeed been more than two months.

"What happened next?" Lin Lang asked.

"Later...then He Jiani called me and said she was waiting for me to watch a movie. I sent Zheng Xin back and went to see He Jiani to watch a movie."

"Oh." Lin Lang unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Mingdi stared at Lin Lang, and this time he didn't miss Lin Lang's subtle expression, "I said Lin Lang, what's wrong with you? What were you thinking just now? You don't really think I did something to your cousin, do you? Damn, Lin Lang, you are crazy! Although I always liked to tease that kid before, I like women!"

Lin Lang said calmly, "So what?"

Zhou Mingdi hummed: "Don't pretend to be mean, let me ask you, you have never found a girlfriend, is your sexual orientation abnormal?"

Lin Lang blinked: "Xiao Di, how many times have you slept in the same room as me, do you think I am normal?"

"... Lin Lang, you are cruel!"