Demolition of the bridge across the river

This kind of thing can never be determined by just thinking about it in your head, or relying on the analysis of Ge Nanjing, a "master" who has no emotional experience himself.

Although Ge Nanjing's words often make sense - except for the phrase "but that's it", Gou Xiaohe doesn't agree very much.

But the truth is the truth, as to whether to listen or not, it is up to Gou Xiaohe to decide for himself.

"First of all, you have to think about the first step, which is also the most basic step."

On the way Gou Xiaohe was looking for Bianqiao, all the sentences that Ge Nanjing analyzed with him were running in his mind.

"Can you accept that step now? If you can't, then you don't have to think about it when you run away."

Gou Xiaohe did confirm it in his heart for several rounds.

He thinks he can.

It would be fine if Bian Qiao hadn't thought about it before, they could just let things take their course.

Obviously knowing the more intense taste, but now pretending not to understand, it is a bit too exhausting.

"After confirming your bottom line, you can find a way to test Bianqiao's attitude."

This is the second piece of advice given by Master Ge.

Gou Xiaohe didn't tell Bian Qiao that he wanted to come to him.

They have different majors and different course schedules. They have a lot of things to do at the beginning of the semester. From time to time, the departments and colleges have to hold some activities and hold small meetings, and the relationship between the dormitories has to be maintained... After all the messy things are counted, although it takes a lot of effort. Barakau went to a school, but they couldn't possibly go to every meal together.

There have been two times when they went to find someone and found time. Now every time they want to find each other, they are used to sending a message first.

Gou Xiaohe was going to post it today, but when he looked at the class schedule on the bridge on his phone wallpaper, everyone walked downstairs to Building A before he knew it.

How to test it?

As he went upstairs, he sent a WeChat message to Bian Qiao, asking if he was in the dormitory at the moment.

Before the news was sent out, he discovered Bianqiao first.

To be precise, he heard Cui Ziqiu's voice first, and then found Bian Qiao beside him, and another roommate whose name he didn't remember.

They were walking just ahead of him, a few flights of steps away.

"...Or go to the movies?" Cui Ziqiu seemed to be proposing some dormitory activity. "The new movie, I read the circle of friends and said it is good. Find a time when there is no class in the evening, how about Thursday? If I go, I will go directly Tickets. Then make an appointment with the flowers we tie."

What film?

Gou Xiaohe followed behind to eavesdrop without making a sound.

Why doesn't he know any good new movies?

Even if he wanted to see it, he and Bian Qiao would definitely go to see it... Bian Qiao wouldn't agree to him, would he?

"Not on Thursday." Bian Qiao counted the time, but he did not agree, "I have something to do on Thursday night."

"No time?" Cui Ziqiu's tone was full of dissatisfaction, "What's the matter, Brother Qiao, you won't be free when the weekend is approaching. I didn't dare to say Friday, so I picked Thursday... "

Brother Qiao.

Brother Qiao doesn't even agree to you.

They turned a corner and went up a flight of stairs. Gou Xiaohe followed behind to have fun first, then picked up his mobile phone to check Bianqiao's class schedule.

But he didn't know what could happen to Bianqiao on Thursday, Bianqiao hadn't told him yet.

But not important.

If others can think of going to a movie with Bian Qiao, he has to watch it too.

You have to watch it before everyone else.

Just as he was about to check tickets on WeChat, Cui Ziqiu on the top of his head let out an "hey" and suddenly shouted, "Isn't this Xiaohe?"

Gou Xiaohe felt inexplicably guilty of being caught for doing bad things, and his heart suddenly "thumped", looked up, and Cui Ziqiu was lying on the railing on the upper floor and waving at him: "Are you here to play with Brother Qiao again?"

"Ah." Gou Xiaohe hurriedly pretended to have just discovered them, put away his mobile phone and grinned, and blushed when he saw the half-smile look at the bridge above, "What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence." Already at the tree-lined path behind Building A, Bian Qiao deliberately dragged his voice to imitate Gou Xiaohe's speech.

"Why!" Gou Xiaohe poked him with his hands behind his back, "What a coincidence?"

"How long have you been eavesdropping?" There was no one on the small road at the moment, Bian Qiao grabbed Gou Xiaohe's hand, and squeezed his palm.

"Hiss!" Gou Xiaohe frowned.

"Pretend what?" Bian Qiao was taken aback by his reaction, took a look at Gou Xiaohe's hand, thought he was funny, pinched his waist speechlessly, "I didn't even try."

"I'm pinching my tendons." Gou Xiaohe argued forcefully.

"Do you have numbness in your palm?" Bian Qiao pinched him again.

"Lick and lick." Gou Xiaohe put his palm to Bianqiao's mouth, and imitated Cui Ziqiu, calling out cheekily, "Brother Qiao."

Of course the numbness is fake, he just got pinched, deliberately pretending to be pinched, and playing with Bian Qiao.

But letting Bianqiao "lick" is indeed a blessing to his heart, and his body is ahead of his brain.

A little bit of tea.

Gou Xiaohe couldn't help but evaluate in his heart.

But as soon as the idea of ​​"testing Bianqiao" popped up, he couldn't hold back his excitement.

It seems that what Bian Qiao said is correct, I may really be a little lecherous in my bones.

He raised his hand towards Bianqiao's mouth, silently reflecting on himself.

Bianqiao's eyes did change when he said the word "lick".

Gou Xiaohe likes to be watched by Bian Qiao, but he really can't stand Bian Qiao staring at him.

Especially this kind, with eyes full of aggression, always makes his heart jump, and he always wants to kiss.

If they were in a safe space with no one at this moment, they would definitely have kissed each other.

When Bian Qiao's eyes moved from his face to the palm in front of him, Gou Xiaohe curled his fingers and thought, when Bian Qiao really wanted to kiss his hand, he would retract his hand again.

After all, Bianqiao likes to be clean, and his hands don't...

"Do not."

Before Gou Xiaohe thoughtfully fantasized, Bianqiao raised his eyebrows and directly grabbed his hand.

"...What?" Gou Xiaohe's eyes were wide open, almost suffocated by the contrast between fantasy and reality, "You hate me?"

"Dirty." Bian Qiao passed him very coolly and walked straight forward.

Gou Xiaohe followed behind him and glared at him.

He thought of this reason first!

"It's dirty now," he couldn't help it, and muttered behind his back, "I didn't see you feeling dirty on the bed."

"What did you say?" Bian Qiao asked with a smile.

He turned his head slightly to look at Gou Xiaohe, the lines of his side face met the golden afternoon sun, matched with the slight curvature of the corners of his mouth, it was a mess.

Seeing him smiling like this, Gou Xiaohe committed his old habit again, and raised his phone to snap a picture.

The temporary small plan of licking hands and probing, directly died.

Bianqiao wants to play dumb, and Gou Xiaohe is not discouraged.

Although there were few people on the small road, they were still in school after all, so they didn't dare to do anything.

You need to find a place that is secluded enough and has an atmosphere.

Gou Xiaohe quickly bought two movie tickets on his mobile phone, and even picked the last row specially.

"Let's go to the movies, baby." He trotted two steps and threw himself on the back of the bridge, whispering in his ear, "I invite you."

The author has something to say:

Not enough time, tomorrow will be more