Demolition of the bridge across the river

When Gou Xiaohe heard Bianqiao say such a sentence, he was afraid that Jiang Chao would not be happy.

As a result, Jiang Chao wasn't angry at all, he was scolded as if he had heard a joke, and laughed for a long time on the other side of the phone, laughing and sighing with emotion, and all the swear words came out: "I'm so angry that I laughed away." ,Hold."

Bianqiao didn't speak any more, sat on the edge of the bed, put his right ankle on his left knee, put his elbows on his calf, and started turning around with his mobile phone in his hand.

Gou Xiaohe likes to watch Bianqiao play games. He likes to watch him say no nonsense, with a deadpan expression on his face. In the words of chicken juice, it is: so beautiful that people's legs are weak.

A while ago, because of the appearance of chicken juice, he hadn't watched Bianqiao play games for a long time.At this moment, he didn't care about the chicken milk and coconut milk, so he squeezed to the side bridge and hung it on his shoulder, chatting on his mobile phone, watching intently.

Gou Xiaohe chose a heroine, and when he played by himself, he never used his ultimate move.Bianqiao went to the anti-jungle and was squatted, and flew sideways in the wilderness. After flying for two rounds, four of the faces on the opposite side were blacked out.

After being wiped out twice by the group, the opponent began to put question marks on the public screen.

Jiang Chao followed and typed: My sister is so handsome, woo woo

The three little mages in their family were so excited that they blocked the door of the house and taunted wildly, and followed Jiang Chao to say "woo woo".

"It's so handsome." Gou Xiaohe was also heartbroken, and grabbed Bian Qiao's hair and rubbed it.

Opposite jungler: Can't it be, just play for fun and get your boyfriend on the number?

"It's him!" Gaining confidence, Gou Xiaohe pointed at the screen and complained to Bianqiao, "He has been leading supporters against me, and after killing me, he stepped on my head and kept clicking back to the city to mock me."

"He doesn't dare to come out now." Jiang Chao said, "Just typing under the crystal."

Bian Qiao didn't say anything, came to the door of the opposite house, stepped on the line of soldiers and the heads of other people on the opposite side, directly jumped over the tower and flew into the crystal.

"I'm not interfering." Even Jiang Chao didn't react, so he quickly reminded him.

Bianqiao doesn't need his interference at all.

Gou Xiaohe didn't even see his operation clearly, how Bianqiao flew in, and how he flew back, a block of blood landed steadily, and the jungler's head fell off in seconds.

"Legendary!" The game's announcement sound effects are full of excitement.

Jiang Chao smiled and whistled: "Show."

The game ended, and they sent a friend request from their home road, but Bian Qiao didn't even read it, and directly clicked reject for Gou Xiaohe, and exited the game from the background.

"You're so handsome!" Gou Xiaohe still couldn't regain his senses, and rubbed Bian Qiao's shoulder vigorously, "Why are you so powerful?"

Bian Qiao was not at all happy, his face was still tense, and he threw the phone into his arms.

"I didn't play with you, so you want to find someone else?" He took Gou Xiaohe's arm off and asked him in a cold voice.

"Huh?" Gou Xiaohe remembered the original intention of playing games with Jiang Chao, and the corners of his mouth drooped, "Aren't you going to play with chicken juice?"

Bianqiao fell silent.

After staring at each other with Gou Xiaohe for a long time, he suddenly lowered his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, let out a heavy breath from his nasal cavity, and squeezed Gou Xiaohe's waist hard.

The angry pinch was so strong that Gou Xiaohe directly squeezed it with an "aww".

"It hurts!" Gou Xiaohe hurriedly dodged his hands, his waist felt hot and numb.

Bian Qiao started pinching people, but he didn't feel any better after pinching, so he still stared at him.

"What are you doing?" Gou Xiaohe rubbed his side waist, a little aggrieved, and a little happy when he thought that Bianqiao came to find him specially.

"There's no more chicken juice." Bian Qiao looked away impatiently, "Don't play with Jiang Chao alone in the future."

"You don't like him anymore?" Gou Xiaohe could hear chicken juice in his ears, his eyes lit up, and he came closer again.

"Don't praise him either." Bian Qiao added in a blunt tone.

Gou Xiaohe understood this sentence.

He blinked and looked at Bianqiao, the tingling pain on his waist seemed to go to his heart, itching so much that he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Oh, I can only praise you?" He tried to touch Bianqiao's arm, but he didn't get slapped away.

Bian Qiao turned his gaze back and asked Gou Xiaohe, "Did you forget something?"

"What?" Gou Xiaohe couldn't remember grudges in his mind, and he was happy when Bianqiao didn't keep a distance from him, as if he wanted to complete all the intimacy that hadn't been posted a while ago, he was stroking Bianqiao's arm go.

Bian Qiao looked at him for a while, hesitant to speak, and reminded him in a nonchalant tone: "I'm angry."

"Don't be angry," Gou Xiaohe hugged him, "I'll call you to play together next time."

"What did you say when I was upset before?" Bian Qiao was speechless, his brows were frowning.

"What?" Gou Xiaohe tried hard to remember for a long time, but he really didn't understand what he meant, and looked at Bianqiao in confusion.

After a few more seconds of stalemate, Bianqiao showed a defeated expression, said "Forget it", and got up to leave.

At this moment, Gou Xiaohe was suddenly and inexplicably clicked, grabbed the hem of his clothes and whispered: "Baby?"

In fact, he was just trying. After all, apart from this sentence, he really couldn't think of anything else he didn't say.

In the end, Bian Qiao really stopped, turned his head and glanced at him slightly, although he didn't say anything, but looking at his eyes and faintly relaxed face, he probably guessed right.

"It's so boring." Obviously he mentioned it himself, but he still showed disgust when he heard Gou Xiaohe shout.

"Do you like to hear this?" Gou Xiaohe couldn't hold back this time, he was so surprised, the corners of his mouth ran up, "I didn't hear you say that, when I was young, I called you baby, don't you still want to beat me?" ?”

The first two times Bianqiao was in a bad mood, he really didn't think of anything when he called this name, he just blurted it out completely.

But calling Bianqiao that way is not without trace. When Gou Xiaohe was a child, his grandmother would occasionally call him "Little Treasure".

What little treasure, baby, those old aunts and aunts in the village call Xiaomaomaotou that way, and when they grow up, they will naturally only call them by their names.

Bian Qiao was just sent to Goujia Village when he was a child, he was very delicate, he was born to love cleanliness, looking at the large courtyards and huts in the countryside made him uncomfortable everywhere.

He didn't say he was uncomfortable, he held it back and sulked all day long.

Grandma is not used to his problems, only Gou Xiaohe cares about him. He observes Bianqiao's expression every day, and feels that he is unhappy, so he goes to coax him, gives Bianqiao his own picture snacks, imitating adults to coax children, calling him "baby" ".

As a result, Bianqiao was very upset, and got angry at Gou Xiaohe, and refused to let him shout, but Gou Xiaohe never shouted much.

When I was a child, I had such a big reaction, but when I grow up, I love to listen to it.

If you love to listen, you love to listen, and you have to pretend.

Gou Xiaohe thought about Bianqiao's hint of struggling to pull it just now, and fell on the bed and couldn't stop laughing, feeling that Bianqiao was so cute.

Bian Qiao's face was darkened, he gritted his teeth and cursed "I'm sick", opened the door and walked out.

"Baby wait for me!" Gou Xiaohe rushed to chase him away, tripped when he got out of bed to put on his shoes, and then lay on the edge of the bed and laughed for a long time.

"Coconut Tree Brand Chicken Juice" was like an alien who suddenly appeared and then disappeared. After that day, Gou Xiaohe never heard him "Brother Bridge" in the game again.

He was secretly happy, but also curious why this person didn't look for Bianqiao anymore, and he didn't appear in the game WeChat again.

He didn't dare to ask Bian Qiao, because he was afraid that Bian Qiao would think of chicken juice and go to someone else, so he secretly asked Jiang Chao.

"If you don't talk, it's definitely not suitable, and we can't talk." Jiang Chao explained, "Maybe Bianqiao thinks that he prefers to play with you than chicken juice."

"I think so too." Gou Xiaohe was smug, "Let's have fun together."

Jiang Chao smiled and shook his head, too lazy to tell him any more.

As soon as I entered the third year of high school, I didn't have time to think about such insignificant things.

Gou Xiaohe has been following Bianqiao and the others to make up lessons, which is very useful to him and the effect is obvious.

But the problem is that they are not the only ones making up for it, all the students are making up for it. Every time he feels that he has made progress, after the monthly exam results, the progress in ranking is always very limited.

"Why can't I go?" He was very worried. He studied the wrong questions all night in the evening self-study, and complained to Bian Qiao on the way home from school, "How can I take the same test as you?"

Bian Qiao looked at him, but said nothing.

Bianqiao has a kind of temperament, just like Gou Xiaohe's characteristic of lack of strings for everything, he always gives people a feeling that everything can be done effortlessly.

Whether it's playing games or studying, it doesn't look like much effort, but it can achieve beautiful results.

Gou Xiaohe really likes his temperament, and every time he sees Bianqiao's test scores rising steadily, he is happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

It’s hard not to get frustrated when you compare yourself to yourself.

"Give half of my brain to me." He leaned on Bianqiao's back, his forehead resting on Bianqiao's shoulder, and slid down like a boneless one.

Bian Qiao was pressing the door lock, so he stretched out his hand to support him, his palm brushed against his waist, Gou Xiaohe suddenly got agitated, straightened up and jumped to the side.

"What's wrong?" Bian Qiao frowned at him.

"Itchy." Gou Xiaohe scratched his waist.

He wasn't so ticklish at first, after being pinched by Bianqiao before, somehow it became special. Not only did he touch it, it has been several months, and he can still recall that numb feeling when he thinks about it.

It's like having an extra numb tendon on your waist.

Bian Qiao looked at his waist, and suddenly reached out to lift up Gou Xiaohe's clothes.

"What are you doing?" Gou Xiaohe pinched the corner of his clothes in cooperation with himself.

"It's starting to develop." Bian Qiao made a comment on his waist, and wiped his finger along his waistline.

Gou Xiaohe is too thin, he always looks a size smaller than his peers, before he was just a child with a straight and narrow waist.

Now there is a little bit of line meaning.

"It's really itchy." Gou Xiaohe was terrified again, quickly dodged and pulled his clothes, and ran into the house with a smile.

Bian Qiao watched him bouncing and walking from behind, his heart was still like that of a child, he curled his index finger slightly, and pinched back and forth several times with the tip of his thumb.

That day Gou Xiaohe slept very late, pestered Bianqiao to give him a lecture, talked for most of the night, and finally went to bed after washing up and couldn't sleep well.

He was a little irritable in his heart, and he couldn't explain why he was irritable. His brain was full of miscellaneous things, his cerebral cortex was inexplicably excited, and he couldn't hold back his sleepiness after closing his eyes for a long time.

Turning over a few more pancakes on the bed, he glanced at Bianqiao, who was facing away from him, got out of bed secretly with his mobile phone in his hands, went to the bathroom for a long time, and finally slipped back lazily.

As soon as one leg was pressed against the edge of the bed, Bian Qiao's voice came out soberly: "What are you doing?"

"Ah!" Gou Xiaohe was startled, his knees slid against the sheets, and he fell face down on the bed like a shit.

Bian Qiao propped up his upper body and leaned over, picked up his right hand, put the tip of his nose in his palm and smelled it.