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Is this considered a success?Is this considered love?Xiao Zhuangyuan, does this mean that he agreed to be his boyfriend?

He Chi and Su Xing walked side by side on the small street. Su Xing looked as usual, except for holding the bouquet of platycodon flowers in one hand, his whole body looked the same as usual.

How is he still so calm?Didn't your heart beat faster?Why isn't your face red?You said it was mine, why didn't you even look at me?

He Chi was thinking wildly, and after walking a few steps, he sneaked a sideways glance at Su Xing, his heart beating like a drum.

Their shadows were drawn into two slender shadows by the setting sun. Su Xing held the flower in his right hand, and his left hand was hanging by his side, swinging naturally.

He Chi licked his lips. Looking at Su Xing's shadow now, he felt that the little champion was teasing him, so he carefully ticked his right index finger. Judging from the shadow, his hand and Su Xing's light touch got together.

Just because of such a small trick, He Chi's heart beat faster.

Without squinting, Su Xing suddenly moved his left hand and firmly grasped He Chi's palm.

He Chi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to see Su Xing's mouth slightly raised, and his index finger scratched slightly on He Chi's palm.

He Chi laughed, intertwined fingers with Su Xing, and clasped his hand tightly.

He has never been in a relationship, and from just now until now, he is still in a delicate state of uncertainty.

Up to this moment, Su Xing and his palms were touching, their knuckles were clasped together, and their pulses kept beating at the same frequency. His heart, which had been hanging for a whole day, finally landed safely.

He Chi took Su Xing to drink the sweet soup with added sugar, and bought mints in pink packaging.

Although he came a bit late, fortunately Su Xing was still waiting for him, fortunately there was still time.

When the street lights came on, He Chi took Su Xing to the elementary school he used to attend.

The school was not open on weekends, so the two walked around the perimeter of the campus through the iron fence. Behind the campus was a closed parking shed with a few electric cars parked here and there.

He Chi pointed to the corner of the carport, and said that he squatted inside and smoked his first cigarette when he was in the fifth grade, and his face was covered with tears. Later, he often came here to smoke, and when he lit a cigarette, he felt like he was the only one left in the world. a feeling of.

Su Xing walked into the dark corner, squatted down and looked, there was a lot of soot accumulated by the wall, I don't know which elementary school student learned He Chi's trick, and probably hid here to smoke secretly.

Su Xing raised his eyebrows: "Only eleven or twelve years old is a bad boy."

He Chi touched his nose and said, "There are still my words carved on the wall, please see if they are still there."

Su Xing turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and carefully looked at the wall. Sure enough, he saw a line of small characters on the wall in front of him - He Chi is your father.

Su Xing: "..."

He thought that it was written about some obscure thoughts of a young boy that was not enough for outsiders to understand, but he really overestimated He Chi.

"Did you see it?" He Chi asked.

"I see," Su Xing glanced at another line of writing below, the engraving was clearer, it should be engraved by someone behind, and he replied, "Someone replied to you."

"What did you write?" He Chi asked enthusiastically, "Do you think I'm crazy and the most handsome in the world?"

Su Xing brought the flashlight closer, squinted his eyes to carefully identify the scribbled words, and read aloud: "Upstairs, up, yes, stupid, forced."

He Chi: "...Stupid elementary school students."

Su Xing laughed secretly: "It's quite essential, and it hits the nail on the head."

He Chi reacted quite quickly: "Are you cursing me in a corner?"

Su Xing said in a cold voice: "If you don't like to be subtle, I can also scold you directly."

He Chi put on a vicious look, and walked up with grinning teeth: "Young champion is quite courageous..."

Su Xing was just about to get up, and as soon as he stood up, his head was pressed against He Chi's chin. He staggered, took a step back and leaned against the wall, and the flower in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

He Chi was very close to him, and Su Xing was completely isolated in the small space surrounded by He Chi and the two walls. Even in the darkness, he could feel that He Chi was staring at him closely.

"Do you like the flowers I sent you?" He Chi asked suddenly.

Su Xing said: "It's too old-fashioned...but I like it."

With one hand propped on the wall, He Chi got a little closer to Su Xing, and the breaths of the two of them were almost intertwined.

Su Xing was feeling uncomfortable, and quickly changed the subject: "Why? Are you addicted to cigarettes? Want to relive the feeling of secretly smoking?"

"I'm not addicted to smoking, I'm guilty of you." He Chi's voice was hoarse.

He Chi suddenly stretched out his other hand to wrap around his waist, pressed him against the corner of the wall, and pressed his whole body against Su Xing's body.

His breath was hot and hot, spraying on Su Xing's ears, his whole body was also scorching hot, Su Xing instantly felt a molten liquid erupt from the place where he and He Chi touched, flowing all over his limbs.

When He Chi tilted his head, the peak of his lips could touch Su Xing's earlobe, his nostrils gradually filled with the faint mint scent, and his mind was full of obscene words that couldn't be put on the table.

Damn it, He Chi thought, how could the little champion be so soft?

Su Xing stood stiffly, his mind went blank, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

After a while, he struggled slightly, and He Chi tightened his hands around his waist again, panting and said, "Don't move, let me hug you again, just for a while."

Su Xing lowered his eyelashes, moved his fingers, and first grabbed the corner of He Chi's clothes, as if he still hesitated, then the little restlessness was completely melted by He Chi's body temperature, and he stretched out his arms to hug him. He Chi.

"Well, let's hug for a while."

After a few moments, Su Xing felt that his back was going to go numb against the wall, so he tugged on He Chi's clothes: "Are you ready?"

He Chi shook his head rascally: "Not enough."

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the shed, and a woman entered the car shed to drive. Su Xing pushed He Chi and asked him to let go in a low voice, and He Chi reluctantly let go of Su Xing.

The woman looked at them curiously, said nothing, unlocked the door, honked the horn twice, and rode away.

The atmosphere in the carport suddenly became awkward.

Previously he was hot-headed, and he didn't feel it when he hugged him against the wall, but now that he's sober, He Chi really feels that the hooligan he played was quite thorough.

Not only did he do this and that to the extremely soft and deliciously fragrant little champion in his head, but his lower body also completely lost his composure.

Hold!It was so close just now, I don't know if he felt it!

He Chi leaned against the wall, bowed slightly, and tugged at the hem of his jacket to hide it.

Su Xing noticed his movements, his face was red, he pretended to be calm and coughed twice, bent down to pick up a small stone, lit a flashlight, and squatted by the wall to carve words.

He Chi fanned himself a few times with his hand and took a few deep breaths before calming down.

"What was written?" he asked.

He Chi squatted beside Su Xing, leaned closer to see a line of small characters carved by Su Xing, and then burst out laughing: "The idiot on the first floor is my boyfriend? Are you quite proud?"

Su Xing threw a small stone, stood up and clapped his hands, putting his hands in his pockets: "It's number one anyway, I'm proud of you."

The bouquet of platycodon flowers was dropped, and it was scattered and broken so that it could not be seen. He Chi put them back together, leaned against the wall, and said, "Let's commemorate the first time we had an affair."

In order to have a more sense of ceremony, He Chi also engraved the names of the two of them on the wall, and drew a crooked love heart in the middle.

Su Xing wished he could kick him away: "Stealing your uncle's love?" In a blink of an eye, the bouquet of white flowers covered the two names on the wall, which seemed to have a sense of Ching Ming Festival.

Su Xing supported his forehead: "... Where are you fucking going to the grave?"

He Chi looked at it again and felt something was wrong. He put the bouquet of flowers on the ground and touched the bridge of his nose: "It's better now."

Su Xing snorted coldly, turned around and left.

He has a big temper.

He Chi hurried to catch up.

The author says:

Chi Zai already has this and that in his mind, can it be far from the truth? !