Please stay away from the life of fans

When Lu Shengkuo went to the office to wait for Shen Nan to go, he heard a huge scolding.

He frowned worriedly and looked around the door.

The person who was scolded slightly rolled up his sleeves, and came out of the office with big steps and hurriedly: "I have filled it out, and Aunt Song Su has also signed it. I will not transfer to another class, and I will still study culture in the original class, so I will not delay my grades."

The man in the room was still wearing a suit, as if he had come from a negotiation occasion.

That was Shen Nanxing's father, who was already very angry.

The angry person was extremely relaxed, winking at Shen Nanxing who was waiting outside: "Hurry up, he will scold you together when he gets anxious."

After finishing speaking, he spoke to the office again: "It's very troublesome to change and change. It's better not to bother the teacher anymore, and you have children, so let me do whatever I want."

The two went downstairs quickly, and only heard Shen Linghe's voice again when they reached the platform on the first floor: "Shen Nanxing! Don't go home from now on!"

Shen Nanxing shrugged, and sat on the back seat of Lu Shengkuo's bicycle: "What should I do? It seems that I have to live at your place forever?"

Lu Shengkuo's voice trembled in the wind: "My parents are at home tonight."

Usually there is no one in Lu Shengkuo's family, his parents are away all year round, and his mother is an actor, and she also hopes that this handsome son will be with her, but Lu Shengkuo is not happy, so there are great conflicts.

They have been at the same table for more than a year, and every time they have conflicts, they don't go home and stay with each other.

But today it was too late, Shen Nanxing picked the seat cushion with one hand, opened his mouth and groaned: "Then what should I do?"

Lu Shengkuo's school uniform was blown up, and he stopped downstairs. The back door was closed, but not locked.

Lu Shengkuo said, "Wait."

He quietly entered the house, and came out in less than 5 minutes, holding two white T-shirts in his hand: "Go to the room."

But it is impossible for minors to get a room, Shen Nanxing grabbed his schoolbag: "Are you really going?"

Lu Shengkuo's eyes were full of innocence: "Then why don't you go to an Internet cafe to make do for the night?"

Shen Nanxing immediately shook his head: "Internet cafes are so delicious, and playing games is too noisy."

Lu Shengkuo: "Then find a guest house."

"No." Shen Nanxing is very particular about these things. A conflict with his family is a conflict. It is impossible to treat him badly. He can accept that underage is not regular. Who knows what happened to those beds. He shook his head, "It's not clean. .”

Finally, Shen Nanxing called his cousin.

Tang Jing seemed to be in the cafeteria, and there was a lot of noise. When she picked it up, she said "huh": "Xiao Nannan is willing to call me? My family group can say that your father is going to pick your skin off."

"Are you okay now?"

Shen Nanxing raised his eyebrows: "Being kicked out of the house, I'm down and out..."

Tang Jing cleared her throat: "Then you go to sleep in the bridge hole, your father won't let us take you in."

Shen Nanxing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lu Shengkuo who was about to sleep in the bridge hole, and stopped him: "I drew a draft, which is especially suitable for the dress I'm wearing recently."

Tang Jing's voice was very crisp: "1807, password 00354719, I'll get the manuscript later."

Shen Nanxing put his mobile phone in his pocket, sat on the bicycle seat himself, and raised his chin to Lu Sheng: "Master will take you to enjoy a high-end accommodation."

Tang Jing’s hotel has several separate rooms, which are convenient for relatives at home to stay in. Every time Shen Nan travels for business, he always stays at 1807.

But this time Shen Linghe said hello. In order to appease the old comrade, Tang Jing's parents changed the password in front of him, which had no effect on Shen Nanxing.

Lu Shengkuo was holding a barbecue takeaway in his hand, he was a little afraid to leave, and was dragged by Shen Nanxing who was carrying a drink: "Don't worry, there is usually no one here, and my cousin has already said hello, and she won't push people away."

Without going to register, Lu Shengkuo felt that it was a bit sneaky, and felt weird in his heart, his heart was beating fast, and he mechanically arrived at the door of the room.

The decoration of the room is different from ordinary rooms. The dark green style is warmer than downstairs, with a thick feeling, and there is a soft sofa beside the bed.

Tang Jing came very quickly, and the two of them heated up the pot when they heard a knock on the door. At first, Shen Nanxing was afraid that Shen Linghe would come to pick him up, so he was sure that only Tang Jing would open the door.

The cousin didn't intend to enter the door, and wanted to run away after getting the manuscript, but when she saw the people in the room, her neck almost grew longer: "Handsome guy?"

Shen Nanxing: "I am at the same table."

"Oh," Tang Jing twitched her lips, dissatisfied, "I said what's the matter with you? It's fine to stick to your table at ordinary times, why do you have to be with you at this time? Are you afraid of being alone in a hotel?"

Shen Nanxing smiled hippie: "I'm afraid of death, I need personal protection."

Tang Jing rolled her eyes: "Don't use this word, okay? You have nothing to be afraid of, you still protect, and you turn to art behind everyone's back, don't be too fearless, okay?"

As she said that, she leaned against the door frame: "Hey brother, are you really because of Shen Beiyue? The relatives are going to guess wildly."

Speaking of Shen Nanxing, I got a headache and scratched my hair: "Explain later, these people are also, how can there be so many intrigues, I just want to learn to draw and do design in the future."

Tang Jing raised her brows, glanced at the people in the room again, and approached Shen Nanxing: "You are at the same table, what does he study?"

Shen Nanxing: "Music."

"……violin."

Tang Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, stopped talking, and left after saying hello. The people at the door were stunned, feeling a little uncomfortable being laughed at by her cousin.

Frowning slightly, he sat back at the table.

Lu Shengkuo had already roasted a few pieces of pork belly, wrapped it with lettuce and put it on his plate.

Shen Nanxing took a bite, the fragrance of lettuce mixed with the aroma of pork belly, accompanied by dipping sauce, the taste is simply delicious.

His eyes lit up, and he patted Lu Shengkuo's shoulder with satisfaction: "Dear tablemate, at this moment I want to confer on you the title of Barbecue Master."

Lu Shengkuo curled his lips: "You are too poor."

The meat in the pot sizzled, the aroma was overflowing, the soda also lingered on the lips and teeth, and the table was full of alcohol without a drop. After Shen Nanxing passionately recounted his own ingredients, he became slightly tipsy.

Lu Shengkuo listened quietly, the two of them knew each other very well, and spent a lot of time complaining to each other, but they both forgot about it the next day.

Seeing him distracted, Shen Nanxing pretended to be sad: "Ah, sure enough, I haven't left yet, so I don't care about people, scumbag."

Lu Shengkuo: "You won't transfer out of the class."

At the beginning, he was inserted into the class as an art and sports student, and his parents entrusted his relationship. Shen Nanxing didn't transfer out, and he also entrusted a layer of relationship.

Shen Nanxing laughed loudly after hearing this: "That's right, then what is your reason? Because I am no longer Shen Nanxing, a liberal arts student?"

Lu Shengkuo looked at him while pinching the glass bottle. The meat had already been roasted, and the pot was slowly bubbling after adding the soup, and the white smoke was lingering.

"Why did you transfer?" Lu Shengkuo asked a question during this time.

Shen Nanxing is a very thoughtful person, but most of them are very unique, and no one can predict his actions.

Just like now, Shen Nanxing's expression froze, and Lu Shengkuo, who was facing him, didn't know what he would answer.

The man shrugged: "I want to be a fashion designer and open my own store."

The answer was normal, but Lu Shengkuo was not as relieved as expected.

"they said……"

Shen Nanxing tilted his head: "Is it because I have a half-brother in the family, and the stepmother did it on purpose?"

Shaking his head: "My dad didn't sign it. I asked my stepmother to sign it for me. It has nothing to do with that brother. I just like painting. Aunt Song Su also persuaded me."

Lu Shengkuo's eyes were a little complicated.

"What about you?" His shoulder was bumped, and he heard the person in front of him ask, "Why do you learn music?"

Lu Shengkuo leaned back: "For acting."

"Ah?" Shen Nanxing was puzzled, "With the relationship between your parents, can't you go now... Oh, you can go, but you refused."

Shen Nanxing suddenly didn't understand, and propped himself up on the floor sideways with a little excitement: "No, why? You can make your debut now, why do you keep refusing, and still have conflicts with your family."

Lu Shengkuo's eyes were lifted by Bai Yan, and he swayed, looking at Shen Nanxing from the corner of his eyes.

The room was silent for a long time, only the sound of gurgling.

Shen Nanxing suddenly discovered that he didn't really understand what his deskmate was doing, especially...

A head suddenly leaned against his shoulder, causing his shoulder to tilt, and his neck touched the hair of the person around him. The boy's hair was shaved short, hard and tough, and a little pricked around his neck.

The thorn scratched a little itchy, and Shen Nanxing's muscles tensed up.

Lu Shengkuo lowered his eyes, and cautiously stretched out his hand to Shen Nanxing's hand, trembling and tentatively grabbing it, felt a slight shiver, but did not struggle vigorously.

At this moment, there seemed to be many tacit understandings filling my heart.

There have been hundreds of people getting along day and night, and all the conversations and emotions have converged into two rough breaths.

"Maybe it's because," Lu Shengkuo pinched Shen Nanxing's knuckles, "I want to be at the same table with you as long as possible."

"There are many more things like this, sticking together."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

His mind is now blank.

His palms were sweating, and he was a little shy, afraid that the sweat would get on Lu Shengkuo's hands, but the feeling of holding his hands was so wonderful that he was very greedy.

They sat on the ground, leaning against each other, and were silent for a long time.

"Uh..." I have to say something, Shen Nanxing thought so, couldn't open his mouth for a long time, retracted his five fingers, squeezed Lu Shengkuo's hand and said, "Ah, I... I should be able to enter a university if I apply for art like this ?”

"A university, will we spend more time together?"

"Uh... huh?"

Lu Shengkuo was taken aback by what he had been holding back for a long time. It took him a while to laugh, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Yes, dear boyfriend, we can try to take the same exam in the same school in the future."

When Shen Nanxing heard the word "boyfriend", he was stunned.

The two boys next to each other remained silent for a long time. The room was steaming hot from the soup, and Shen Nanxing spoke again: "So we, from being at the same table, became...boyfriends? I imagined it." Is that kind?"

Lu Shengkuo: "The kind that will always be together in the future."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

Lu Shengkuo: "Are you happy?"

Shen Nanxing: "If my heart is beating so fast that it's happy, then I'm going to be so happy right now."

The two hands clasped their fingers together on the floor, then the arms leaned against each other, and then the feet. They touched each other very childishly, and their legs stuck together.

Shen Nanxing's heart was a little restless: "Did you confess your love just now?"

Lu Shengkuo nodded.

"Is there something missing?" Shen Nanxing's ears were completely red, reddened to the neck, "I see that other people have confessed, and there are others..."

Lu Shengkuo nodded in agreement: "Do you want to kiss?"

Shen Nanxing turned red all over.

Lu Shengkuo stretched out his hand to press his chin, his thumb slid across his soft lips, and then slid towards his Adam's apple.

Shen Nanxing couldn't help swallowing, and opened his mouth slightly.

Lu Shengkuo said: "I want to kiss you. I used to think about it in class, and I also thought about it when I was studying together after class. Now I want to kiss you the most."

The author has something to say:

This chapter can be regarded as a little independent story.

Ah, the collection has broken two hundred!There is another chapter in the back.