Uncle, let me give you a hug

The [-]-day countdown to the college entrance examination, banners were pulled up everywhere in the school, and the whole side of the blackboard at the back of the classroom was occupied by the number [-].

Nervous, confused, excited, looking forward to...

Ji Huai has already experienced it once, so he is very indifferent.But apart from him, in fact, in Lerong, apart from the banners and countdown numbers, there are very few teachers who will keep fighting.Because the people here are either going to domestic institutions of higher learning or foreign first-class schools, and no matter how bad they are, they will go home to inherit the family business.

Therefore, for people in Lerong, among these complex emotions, there are more excitement and expectations, and relatively less confusion and anxiety.

Xiao Cheng seldom comes to school. Ji Huai heard Lou Yue say a few words, and it seems that he is already taking over the family business, but he always comes two or three times a week to listen to a few classes and then leave. In this way, he can still maintain the top five results in each monthly mock test.

Ji Huai thought that he, this class, and even Xiao Cheng would only spend the last period of high school together.

But when he suddenly received a text message from Xiao Cheng, he was a little dazed.

"Ji Huai, I like you."

Just six words made Ji Huai stunned for a long time. He read it back and forth several times but couldn't believe it was Xiao Cheng's post.Xiao Cheng didn't like him for a day or two, and because of Xiao Tong and Jiang Zimo, Xiao Cheng hated him for a while.

Besides, Xiao Cheng hasn't been to school for a while, even if he came to school, he still sleeps as usual, and it's not bad to be able to say two or three words to Ji Huai in a week, why would he suddenly get up and send him such a text message.

Ji Huai couldn't figure it out, so he let it go if he couldn't figure it out.

Two days later, Xiao Cheng returned to school. He was dressed in formal attire, his hair was combed back, revealing his full forehead, and his figure was slender under the well-tailored suit. Ji Huai was taken aback for a moment.

Xiao Cheng entered the seat inside from behind him, and casually threw a lunch onto Ji Huai's table. "I bought it randomly on the road. I don't want to give it to you." asleep.

Ji Huai was speechless, and he didn't know why he went back to school, was it just to sleep on his stomach?Can the desk in the classroom still sleep better in the bed at home?

Ji Huai opened the plastic bag and found that it was full of his favorite food. He stared blankly for a while, then turned his head to look at Xiao Cheng who was lying on his stomach with only half of his head exposed.His eyelids drooped, and he withdrew his complicated gaze before starting to eat.

He hoped he was overthinking it.

Xiao Cheng went to school to sleep in a class, and then listened to a class with half-closed eyes, and was finally called away by a phone call.

After school, Ji Huai received another text message from him. "I bought lunch according to your taste. Is it delicious?" Ji Huai frowned, clicked on his number and called. There were two "beeps" on the phone, and he was connected after a while.

"Ji Huai?" Xiao Cheng's surprised voice came through.

"Xiao Cheng," Ji Huai paused, he didn't know whether Xiao Cheng's surprise was real or fake, but he had to make it clear about these text messages. "Don't send me such text messages in the future, Xiao Cheng, I treat you as a friend. If you are like this, we can't be friends anymore."

"Since when are we friends? No, what text message?" Ji Huai sneered and hung up the phone.Immediately afterwards, Xiao Cheng called again, and Ji Huai hung up the phone without even looking at it.He had just taken two steps when the text message came again. "Ji Huai, tell me clearly, what text message?" Ji Huai looked at the last two text messages next to this one, and frowned again.He took a screenshot and sent the screenshots of the three text messages.

Then his phone went quiet, and Xiao Cheng never sent any more.

When it was close to twelve o'clock at night, the phone rang again, but Ji Huai didn't pay attention at all at this time. He was biting the corner of his quilt and his thinking was disordered, and he couldn't turn his attention away from the things in his body at all.

When he turned on his phone the next day, he found that there were two more.One is from last night, and the other is from this morning.

"I didn't want to disturb you. It took me a long time to get up the courage to confess to you. If you don't like it, then just pretend it didn't happen."

"Good morning."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zimo asked in a hoarse voice, turning sideways and hugging his waist.

"It's nothing, it's just a spam message." Ji Huai turned off his phone, turned around and kissed Jiang Zimo, and then had to get up and go to school.

Xiao Cheng didn't come to school for a week, but "Good morning" every morning and "Good night" every night were sent to his mobile phone without any hesitation. When Ji Huai called again, Xiao Cheng didn't answer.

Ji Huai didn't know what the hell he was doing. He was so annoyed by these text messages that he was afraid that Uncle Mo would accidentally see it. He didn't want Uncle Mo to be jealous of such an inexplicable thing.

After school that night, Ji Huai stopped Lou Yue. "What is Xiao Cheng doing these days?" "Ah, isn't he in his company?" Lou Yue was confused, "Looks like he's learning from his father."

Ji Huai pondered for a long time, then shook his head and didn't ask any more questions.

When Xiao Cheng came back again, he wanted to stop talking when he saw Ji Huai. Ji Huai looked at him coldly, but Xiao Cheng turned his eyes away, not daring to meet his eyes.

Ji Huai asked: "What exactly do you want to do?" Xiao Cheng was silent for a long time without answering, Ji Huai frowned: "I'm not curious about what you want to do, but stop sending these text messages, I have a boyfriend."

"Are you sure that's your boyfriend?" Xiao Cheng sneered.

"What do you mean?" "No matter in terms of age or status, you are just one of Jiang Zimo's side..." In the end, he endured it and did not say the cruel words.

"What does that have to do with your sending these text messages?" Ji Huai asked after him.

Xiao Cheng was silent again, he looked into Ji Huai's eyes, mixed with too many forbearing emotions, Ji Huai didn't understand for a while.After a long time, Xiao Cheng turned his gaze back, looked at a certain point on the blank test paper, and said expressionlessly: "I won't post it in the future, just treat it as if I never did it."

"That's good." Ji Huai also looked away, and turned to read his book.

Xiao Cheng clenched his hands tightly, his gaze was always on the test paper vaguely, unable to concentrate for a long time.