Did he confess today?

The weather is so hot that the only way to feel the air flow is when you are speeding through the night on a locomotive.

During the summer vacation of the past month, Chi Yu rarely had the opportunity to come out to play. His mother hoped that he would stay at home with him, so he could only write papers at home.

After finally getting through school, he finally couldn't sit still, and rode his newly bought little black ninja into the familiar wind.

At first he was with the convoy, then he picked up speed, passing one car after another at a fast speed, and went to the front of the team.

Then, he disappeared into the night alone.

"This kid," the old senior in the motorcade laughed, "Is he feeling blocked in his heart?"

"I guess it's just that I haven't ridden for too long, and I have a car addiction." Another person said.

Chi Yu didn't feel that he was angry, he only knew that when his body broke through the oncoming wind, his heart was happy.

After more than an hour, when only the sound of the wind and the roar of the locomotive remained in his ears and head, he finally stopped, just in time to bump into several other people in the convoy—this is where everyone often rests.

Just behind a leeward wall, there were messy graffiti painted on the wall, because there was only a broken lamp nearby, and it was always flickering with poor contact, Chi Yu didn't pay attention to the painting once.

With his long legs on the ground, Chi Yu stepped off the motorcycle and took off his helmet, revealing his short hair that was a little messed up.

"Comfortable?" The people in the next convoy smiled. This is a man as skinny as a piece of paper, leaning against his motorcycle at the moment, with a long-haired girl with heavy make-up holding his waist behind him.

Chi Yu didn't answer, every time he was happy when he was running on the road, he just felt lost when it was over.

It felt a lot like every time he hid in the dark to deal with some restless need of adolescence, and sometimes he crouched on the ground, drenched in sweat, even more upset than he had started.

The purple hair next to him looked at him and smiled too, with a face of understanding, he took out a black cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and handed it over.

"No smoking." Chi Yu didn't answer, his voice was a little panting, which sounded very sexy to people's ears.

"Try it." Zimao said, "I told you earlier, starting a car can't satisfy you, there is too much dissatisfaction in your eyes."

Chi Yu didn't speak, but looked at the other person with his dark eyes, the moonlight reflected on his cold white skin, his chest was still heaving because of the horse racing just now.

"Come and play with us, brother Feng said to treat you tonight." The paper man who was hugged by his girlfriend said, "It's in the old industrial park we often pass by, there is a good shop there, don't worry, It's not an unorthodox place, we've been there many times."

"There are a lot of handsome guys there." The long-haired girl laughed, "There are also beautiful girls. She should be a rich woman who drives a Maserati. I haven't seen her have a boyfriend, but she must have a personality. She shaved her head and got tattoos. body."

"As I said before, I only play motorcycles in the team, and I don't participate in your activities." Chi Yu was obviously not moved.

The long-haired girl stuck out her tongue.

"It's impossible for people who join our team to just play motorcycles." Zimao laughed, "Think carefully about what you are talking about, otherwise there are so many serious teams, why did you choose us?"

"Forget it, let him go if he doesn't go, it's not that he didn't pay the team fee." The paper man persuaded.

Zi Mao was still dissatisfied, and said a few more words, but Chi Yu ignored him all the time, and lowered his head to scroll through the WeChat list on his phone, from beginning to end.

The other three finally gave up, got on their motorcycles and disappeared into the night.

Chi Yu stood there for a while longer, replied to his mother's message, and then rode away on his bike.

Gu Yuan slept in the shop overnight and felt very comfortable.

The third floor of the store is a place for people to live in. There is his bedroom inside. Although the bedroom is not big, it has a big bed that is so soft that people can sink into it. It is much more comfortable than the hardwood boards in the bedroom.

When he woke up at five o'clock in the morning, all the customers in the store had left. Duomi yawned and cleaned while Xu Yue stayed up all night. She opened her mouth to him, "I'm starving to death!"

Many meters also took the broom and said, "I'm starving to death, brother."

Gu Yuan then opened the refrigerator door, took the ingredients from inside, put on an apron and fried a piece of cold noodles for each of them.

Brush it with egg wash, wrap it with ham, and brush it with the delicious sauce again. The other two adult giant babies came to pick it up with a plate, nodding in satisfaction.

Gu Yuan's appetite was mediocre and he only ate half of it. Xu Yue drove him back to school and watched him climb over the fence.

The two waved goodbye across the wall, and Xu Yue wondered, "Hey, why don't you seem to have spoken?"

Gu Yuan smiled, waved his hand again, turned and left.

Before dawn, Gu Yuan thought he was the first to arrive in the classroom, but he didn't expect to go in through the back door and saw Chi Yu sleeping on the table.

Chi Yu was wearing a black and white school uniform, buried his head in his arms, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Gu Yuan came in and did not wake him up.

Gu Yuan habitually glanced at the other party's pink elbow, quickly averted his gaze, and returned to his seat to sit.

He didn't feel sleepy, so he took out the papers and did it. When he was doing it, he felt that the classroom was too quiet and the time passed very slowly, which made him feel very boring.

Gu Yuan stopped writing and looked back at Chi Yu: "Very good, still sleeping."

Gu Yuan wrote a few more questions, then looked back, Chi Yu was still sleeping.

When he stopped writing again, Gu Yuan took out a brand new draft paper and began to origami airplanes.

After folding it, he stood up and threw it hard at Chi Yu's head!

The tip of the paper airplane hit Chi Yu's hair impartially, and Chi Yu still fell asleep without noticing it - this is a person who has been a heavy sleeper since he was a child, and even stays in bed during afternoon naps.

Gu Yuan was happy, he wrote another question, and then looked back——

He met the eyes of Chi Yu with a dull face.

Chi Yu suddenly found a paper airplane on the ground next to him. He picked it up and saw the name of Gu Yuan's mother's work unit printed on the title.

Without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and threw the paper airplane at Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan dodged sideways, touched a 2B eraser on the table and threw it back.

Chi Yu, who had just woken up and hadn't had enough sleep, became even more angry, and threw his new eraser over. At this time, the school committee, who was usually the first to arrive, came in through the front door with soy milk, and was unfortunately hit.

The school committee touched his head and picked up the eraser in a daze.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Chi Yu said.

Gu Yuan took the eraser, and the school committee sat down, and the three of them went about their own business without talking to each other.

The school committee didn't understand what happened, he just felt a trace of embarrassment in the air.

Gu Yuan reckoned, no one won the rubber throwing competition, so no points could be scored.

In order to regain his right to speak tomorrow, he must work hard. He has already figured out how to punish Chi Yu if he wins.

He continued to do the papers, and there were more and more people in the class. It was only the second day of the third year of high school, and they slacked off a lot and started chatting about campus gossip.

"The school is going to make a promotional video for the third year of high school." This is the sentence that reaches Gu Yuan's ears the most.

"How to shoot? Is it the same as in previous years?" The people sitting behind discussed while eating breakfast.

"It should be, choose a man and a woman as the protagonists. The self-study liberal arts class was already voting last night. It should be Zhang Qingnan."

"Singing sister, I am a goddess!" He Tiantian, who was biting a bun, appeared, "Hurry up and take a picture, I will watch it every day, it is so pleasing to the eye."

"I just don't know who the boys will choose. Most likely they will leave our class." The people behind looked at Gu Yuan and then at Chi Yu: "Both of them are too popular."

This campus gossip was not gossip. After the first class in the morning, Wan Dongfang gave each of them two pieces of paper to vote by secret ballot.

Gu Yuan pulled out his pen, and on the first piece of red paper was written: Who is the campus goddess in your mind?

He Tiantian watched him think for a few seconds before filling in her name with a stroke of a pen.

"Damn." He Tiantian's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "You think highly of me, don't you?"

Gu Yuan smiled and took out the second piece of blue paper, but this time he hesitated for a long time.

Filling in one's own name, although many boys can do it, but Gu Yuan can't do it.

He thought about Qin Huai for a long time, but this thing is definitely not on the same level as He Tiantian.

Gu Yuan thought over and over again, crossed out after writing two strokes, and crossed out after writing again.

Finally, he wrote Zhong Han's name stroke by stroke.

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Continue tomorrow.

Just you?Throw an eraser?Campus male god? (contemptuous)

Thinking, which idiot should we grab to shoot this promotional video in the next chapter-