Demolition of the bridge across the river

The distance between the tip of a person's nose and his lips is nothing more than a human distance.

When Bian Qiao's nose touched Gou Xiaohe's palm, his mouth was also touching the palm of his hand.Sensitive palm prints were attached to the warm breath and the peak of the lips. Gou Xiaohe realized Bian Qiao's actions and was startled. As if he had been scalded, he quickly twisted his arms and jumped up from the ground.

"Why do you smell my hands!" He blushed, his ears were burning with guilt, and he curled his palms to his back.

Bian Qiao didn't speak, but looked at him with a half-smile.

In the bedroom, only the projector was adjusted to the lowest light and shadow, but Gou Xiaohe felt embarrassed that his actions were seen through.

He was too embarrassed to look at Bianqiao, and he was too embarrassed to ask him if he smelled anything, so he rolled his head on the bed with a "hey", pulled the quilt and wrapped himself from head to toe, with his back to Bianqiao, secretly in the bed. Smell your hands.

What floated into the nasal cavity was the refreshing breath of hand sanitizer. Gou Xiaohe felt guilty, and always felt that his fingertips could faintly smell a little salty smell.

Thinking that Bianqiao might have smelled it too, he was twitching and numb from the back of his head to the soles of his feet.

How can you smell it!Isn't this the same as smelling his stuff!

Gou Xiaohe couldn't even think about it in detail, he pinched his legs, and there was a burst of scalding heat on his face.

If he had known that Bian Qiao would smell his hands, he must have washed them twice, rubbing the crevices of his fingers vigorously.

Fortunately, Bianqiao didn't intentionally point it out to embarrass him.Gou Xiaohe listened to the movement behind him through the quilt, and there was a rustling sound from the bed sheet, as if Bianqiao also lay back.

He was about to turn around secretly, but in the next second, an arm was wrapped around his waist, and he was surrounded by Bianqiao, including the person and the quilt.

Compared with Wen Palm, this move surprised Gou Xiaohe even more.

Usually, he begs Bailai to lean close to Bianqiao, whether it is his arms or feet, he will touch Bianqiao as much as he can, and he will kick Bianqiao's legs away when he is upset.

Bian Qiao had never offered to hug him before.

When Gou Xiaohe was happy, he forgot all the nervousness and embarrassment just now, poked his head out of the bed, twisted his neck and wanted to turn around and call Bianqiao.

"do not move."

Bian Qiao's breath hit the back of his neck, his throat was rustling, as if he was very sleepy, his arm was through the quilt, and he strangled Gou Xiaohe's waist warningly.

Gou Xiaohe didn't move, just took his hand out of the bed, put it on the back of Bianqiao's hand and rubbed it twice, rubbing his fingers together.

The feeling of sticking to the back is very solid.

Gou Xiaohe's exhaustion after being relieved gradually surfaced, and when Mimi stared and fell asleep, Bianqiao pressed against his neck, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "When you masturbated, what were you thinking about?"

Gou Xiaohe stared open his eyes.

Before he pestered Bianqiao to ask what pictures he looked at, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and insisted on coming over to take a look with a big face.

Only at this moment did I realize how annoying I was at that time.

"Why are you..." Gou Xiaohe was about to go crazy, the back of his neck was numb, and he turned his head to stare at Bianqiao with a flushed face.

Bian Qiao seemed to be in a good mood after teasing the child. He closed his eyes and smiled without opening his eyes. He pushed Gou Xiaohe's head back with his forehead, and buried it in the socket of his shoulder.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

In the middle of the night, Gou Xiaohe took out his phone and sent a Moments: Bianqiao, did you sleep soundly?I can not sleep.

Afterwards, the two of them didn't mention the matter of Wen Zhangxin again, but after that night, Bian Qiao would occasionally take the initiative to sleep with his arms around Gou Xiaohe, just a simple hug, like hugging a dog.

It's just that every time he has to be separated by the quilt, and must hug from behind, not face to face with Gou Xiaohe.

It didn't matter to Gou Xiaohe, anyway, he wanted to turn over in the middle of the night and couldn't control it anyway, Bianqiao couldn't just open his eyes and turn back for him.

Several times they slept with their arms around each other. In the first half of the night, Bian Qiao hugged him from behind, and when he opened his eyes in the morning, it was him hanging sideways on Bian Qiao's body through the quilt.

In the fall, No. 27 Middle School held a sports meeting and high school mobilization meeting.

It is said to be "concurrent", but in fact, the only thing related to their senior year is mobilization-drawing a small position for each class on the playground stands, sitting there to watch the opening ceremony, and listening to the leaders from all levels of school. The mobilization speech is enough.

The sports meeting is a big event that is basically equivalent to the whole school holiday, and the high school seniors of this year are not eligible to participate.

"I'm really convinced." Ren Pengfei didn't stay in their class and came to Gou Xiaohe's class to sit with Jiang Chao Cui Yang and the others. Then the big sun listened to their pressure, and after the pressure, the first and second graders started playing, and then drove us back to class."

"You obey everything, even if the principal farts now." Cui Yang made fun of his catchphrase again.

"He can really make such a big fuss, I don't see who dares to refuse." Ren Pengfei shook his shoulders and chatted rubbish with Cui Yang, "Jiang Chao, are you convinced?"

Jiang Chao squinted his eyes from the sun, pinched a notebook and fanned himself half-deadly, nodded and imitated Ren Pengfei: "I'm convinced."

This autumn the tigers are fierce, and their class is just in the sun at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, without any shadows above their heads.On the playground, the opening ceremony was held one class after another, and the sports march music was played loudly, making people dizzy.

Being idle is torture, a few people leaned on the back of their chairs to play the game, calling for Gou Xiaohe to join him, Gou Xiaohe shook his head and didn't want to play.

He brought over the unfinished papers, and now he was laying his head on his knees and writing the questions. The sun was shining on the white paper, and everything turned purple before he wrote a few questions.

"I'm going blind." He turned his head and pressed his eyes on Bianqiao's shoulder.

"Do something inefficient every day." Seeing that he was struggling to write the questions here, Bian Qiao chose the hero with one hand, took off his baseball cap with the other hand, and put it on the top of Gou Xiaohe's head.

"I'm going blind too, husband." Jiang Chao didn't miss any chance to show off, and followed suit.

Bian Qiao pretended he couldn't hear him, Ren Pengfei laughed to death, turned his head and shouted, "My husband, talk!"

Ren Pengfei was playing shooter, and Bian Qiao clicked "Shooter to get the red", he walked over happily, and was taken away by Nakanosuke who was squatting on the grass opposite.

"Fuck!" Ren Pengfei smashed his phone on his lap.

"I'm really convinced!" Cui Yang directly helped him with the second half of the sentence, and Jiang Chao laughed so hard that everyone slid down halfway.

They never got tired of the "husband talking" stalk. Gou Xiaohe didn't know Jiang Chao's orientation before, and he never thought about it when he joked with Bian Qiao like that.

Now they know each other well, and every time he hears Jiang Chao call "husband", he feels it's amazing.

Unlike the awkward feeling when Ice Cream called "husband", he simply felt miraculous.

——How can boys call "husband" so smoothly?Is Jiang Chao's psychological identity for himself the one below?

This kind of miscellaneous thoughts are easy to diverge as soon as they are pondered.

Gou Xiaohe knew that Bianqiao had no idea about Jiang Chao. Although Jiang Chao seemed to treat Bianqiao as an ordinary friend, but he thought about it from Jiang Chao's point of view. Since Jiang Chao knew that Bianqiao's orientation was the same as his, couldn't it be Will you really not be moved at all?

This is Bianqiao, who wouldn't like Bianqiao.

While biting the tip of his pen and distracted, his cell phone suddenly started vibrating in his pocket, and a call came in.

On the face of it, their class does not allow them to play with mobile phones at school, but even the head teacher is not willing to stay on this occasion, and they don't know where to hide.Gou Xiaohe was still very careful, it turned out to be Hu Yuan's phone at a glance, he hunched over Bianqiao's lap before connecting: "Hu Yuaner?"

"Is your school No. 28 or No. [-]?" Hu Yuan asked immediately.

Gou Xiaohe's side was very noisy, and the background sound on his side was also noisy enough, just like standing on the street, full of cars and horns.

"Where are you?" Gou Xiaohe murmured excitedly, thinking about it.

The movement of the bridge above his head seemed to pause, and he stopped to look at him.

"The bus station." Hu Yuan laughed happily, "You guys are so big here, I almost got lost in a bus station. You can just say the name of your school, and I'll find you."

"Don't run around!" Gou Xiaohe recalled the day he first came here, and he was dizzy looking for his way. "I just don't have class in the afternoon, so I'll pick you up!"

"That's fine." Hu Yuan was more willing when he heard that, "South Bus Station, I'll come out this door and have a look... What kind of Joy City is on the opposite side? It's quite big anyway."

"Ah, I know." Gou Xiaohe was overjoyed, "Find a KFC or something and wait for me, I'll take a taxi there!"

After hanging up the phone, Bian Qiao stared at him and asked, "Where are you going by taxi?"

"Hu Yuan is here, I'll pick him up." Gou Xiaohe simply explained that he wasn't afraid of the teacher now, he looked around and stuffed the unfinished papers into Bianqiao's pocket, feeling impatient ran under the stands.

"If I haven't come back after a while, and the head teacher asks me, just say I went to the toilet!" After slipping away a few steps, he turned back to Bianqiao and gestured to explain.

Bianqiao didn't speak, but stared at him directly.

"I'm at home!" Cui Yang threw his arms at him and hit him directly, "The troops have entered the tower, brother!"

Gou Xiaohe has never skipped class since he was a child, and he is a standard good student.Although the sports meeting should not be regarded as skipping class, the students who took the opportunity to sneak out one after another, still a little nervous for him.

He didn't dare to go out from the main entrance of the school, so he went around to the back door to take a taxi, got into the passenger seat and asked the driver to go as fast as possible.

Hu Yuan just sent a photo, and he really didn't feel wronged, so he went to sit at a KFC and ordered a big plate of food.

Gou Xiaohe replied to him: I am in the car

Hu Yuan called again directly, sipped his drink and asked him, "Is your hotel quite expensive? Is there any cheaper one near the school? I might have to stay for a day or two."

"What kind of hotel?" Gou Xiaohe didn't even think about it, "You must come to stay at home when you come."

"It's not suitable." Hu Yuan was rather reserved, "Aren't you living with Bian Qiao? I have a problem with him."

"It shouldn't matter." Gou Xiaohe felt that he thought Bian Qiao too meanly.

He happily made plans with Hu Yuan: "We don't live in his house, there are no adults in the house, we each share a room, you can sleep with me at night!"

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