special stargazing

Sheng Yexing touched the back of his hand to Lu Jianxing's face, it was cold, he was so frightened that he poked at the tip of the person's nose again, and breathed a sigh of relief...

How could the little autistic child fall asleep after writing homework without turning on the lamp.

why.

The homework is about reading comprehension in English, and the questions are very simple.

Sheng Yexing couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he turned on the flashlight and looked at it.

Q: (What is the "I" in the article willing to stay in the host family for?)

—Answer: (For love.)

Q: (What does love mean to the "I" in the text?)

--answer:

(Love for me is eating together, sleeping together, and watching rainbows at school.)

Q: (What kind of person does "I" in the text hope to become in the future?)

—Answer: (cheerful person.)

In the lower right corner of the homework book, a small snake is drawn, spitting out a letter, and its body is coiled up.

What do you mean?

Sheng Yexing glanced at it a few times and didn't pay attention to the reading, completely entertained.

People are obviously asking about reading comprehension, and the answer written by the little autistic has nothing to do with the original text.

It felt more like he was answering the question from his own perspective.

Love - rainbows - and cheerful people.

Taking out his phone, Sheng Yexing turned on the flashlight, took a picture of the homework and saved it in his private photo album, ready to go back online to check what he wrote.

After storing, he closed the homework and put it aside, picked up one arm of Lu Jianxing, put the arm through his waist, and then hugged him vigorously.

He hugged Lu Jianxing horizontally, and then looked at the bunk-style dormitory bed, and felt that it was still a bit difficult to get him on it.

Before he could make a plan, he woke up when he saw Xing Fan staring blankly, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Sheng Ye Xing."

Then close your eyes and go back to sleep.

Sheng Yexing: "..."

shouted.

Lu Jianxing called his name.

Sheng Yexing pinched his face with his hands, "Are you awake? Go to bed, don't sleep underneath."

"Sheng Ye Xing." Lu Jianxing opened his eyes and shouted again.

Sheng Yexing replied, "Yes."

Lu Jianxing closed his eyes and smiled again: "Sheng Ye Xing."

He really wanted to say, thank you for being my friend.

But he always felt that...he didn't feel like this about his friends before.

He whispered "unconsciously" so loudly that Sheng Yexing couldn't tell what it felt like.

Lying in the dark for a while, Lu Jianxing fell asleep in a cold sweat, and was covered with Sheng Yexing's school uniform jacket.

Within a few minutes, he was completely awake, rubbing his eyes and stood up, until he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and then went to wash up and climbed onto the bed in peace.

Now Lu Jianxing always goes to bed when Sheng Yexing goes to take a shower, he doesn't want Sheng Yexing to see his slow and awkward posture.

Because of the flexibility of his hands and feet, Lu Jianxing grinds the stairs with his knees little by little. When he moves, he has to think about which leg to move first, and his back will inevitably arch. Sometimes his arms are not strong enough, and he has to get stuck on the ladder. Bian'er breathed a sigh of relief.

It's ugly, and the posture is ugly.

Can't let him see.

The next day when the class bell rang, Sheng Yexing led the way into the classroom door with a bag of soy milk in his mouth.

As soon as the morning self-study started, he went to the rooftop to smoke a cigarette, went to the school doctor's office to prescribe new medicine, and removed all the gauze from his hands. No matter whether he needed it or not, these snow-white materials reminded him all the time who hurt.

He hadn't finished smoking when he heard Gu Qunshan and his group of boys holding their sneakers and shouting in the main teaching building: "Sheng Ye Xing! Zhuang Rou made a detour to see you again—"

"Can you keep your voice down?"

Sheng Yexing clung to the railing, almost wanting to throw the dustpan in his hand down and hit someone, "What are you calling morning self-study!"

After finishing speaking, he saw a girl with a ponytail standing downstairs looking at himself upstairs with a smile, and waved.

Sheng Yexing had nothing to do, so he nodded and signaled her to go back to the classroom.

The girl ran away shyly, and Gu Qunshan stood behind Sheng Yexing mysteriously, "Boss."

"Fuck...you walk silently?"

Sheng Yexing scolded him and grabbed him by the back of the neck, "Did you bring Zhuang Rou here?"

"No, the girl is just waiting for you to light a lonely cigarette here. How is it? Are you not lonely anymore?"

Gu Qunshan poked him with his elbow, grinning, "Hey, I think she's quite upright."

Sheng Yexing frowned: "Don't describe it like that."

"Pretty and cute, isn't that how you say it? You're eighteen, why don't you really seem interested in these things? Brother, do you know how many girls in our villages are asking about that handsome short-inch guy on a motorcycle in Shi Er?" yes……"

What are the ten miles and eight villages, here is at least on the edge of the third ring road of a big city, it can be regarded as the fringe of urban and rural areas.

He also knows that he is eye-catching.

Sheng Yexing interrupted him: "Not interested."

He thought for a while, then quickly stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, "But, do they even like Shi Er's?"

"You are handsome, and no one can tell you..." Gu Qunshan swallowed the word "mental illness", "It looks fine."

Sheng Yexing squinted at him, "Last week I even beat Xiao Zishu."

"That's different. The object is the object, and the brother is the brother. If I, Brother Lu, were your object, you wouldn't..." Gu Qunshan felt that there was something wrong with half of his words, "No, how could my brother, Lu, be your object."

Clearing his throat, Sheng Yexing didn't speak.

"Boss, if someone asks me for your WeChat again, will you give it to me?" Gu Qunshan asked.

"Will you give it or not?"

"Uh... give..."

"..." Sheng Yexing glanced at him, "Keep it for yourself."

As he spoke, he crushed a cigarette butt on the ground who didn't know who threw it with his soles.

In order to hide from girls and avoid problems, Sheng Yexing didn't go back to the classroom all morning, but chose to do physical exercise with other classes in the second year of high school.

In addition to sports such as football and basketball, they will also be arranged by the teacher to have contact with animals such as cats and dogs.

The teachers in Tang Han's office are kind-hearted. In order to train Lu Jianxing's communication skills, they often discuss it in advance on WeChat, and then call Lu Jianxing to the office, saying that they hope he can help deliver this document. teachers.

Lu Jianxing sometimes chooses to refuse, and sometimes he doesn't.

His non-refusal is often when Sheng Yexing dominates the basketball court.

Every time he went from the corridor office to the other end, he could see Sheng Yexing from the window at the corner of the stairs.

I don't know why, but he feels at ease looking at Sheng Yexing.

After the friendly match between grades in the morning, Sheng Yexing led the three school team members in his class to return the wet towels, and buried his head in front of the faucet that put ice water in winter, pouring the bone-chilling water on his head.

He was covered in sweat, and he raised his head to shake it off. The water droplets slid down his chest and abdomen, and quietly disappeared on the edge of his school pants.

After wiping his sweat with toilet paper, he stared at the mirror in the men's toilet for a long time, but he didn't understand why he was so concerned about his image recently.

After getting out of the toilet, Sheng Yexing glanced at the team members who were standing around the stairway and almost kicked his ass, "What are you looking at?"

"Shh - don't be so loud!"

The team members murmured mysteriously for a while, and when Zha Mengzi turned around, he was shocked to find that it was him, "Hey, brother. Let's watch the fun."

"Who are you watching?"

"Little autistic," the team member scratched his head, "it's the tablemate you don't know very well."

"Oh," Sheng Yexing swallowed the Coke, wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and asked Gu Qunshan, "Why is this?"

"Give Lu Jianxing Christmas Eve presents, apples, special red," Gu Qunshan Maliuer continued, tiptoeing to watch the fun, "Hey, what do these girls think, what do they like? They have to like autism... It's not that I discriminate, I unilaterally think that it is impossible for my Brother Lu to fall in love with anyone..."

Sheng Yexing took another sip of Coke unnaturally, why do you think this...

The more you listen, the harsher it gets.

Sheng Yexing couldn't hold back and said, "It's all so unilateral, what did you say?"

Another team member didn't have a zipper on his mouth, "I've seen a lot of boys like this little autistic boy! I think he likes Lolita."

"I bet he likes Miss Yu." The other said, "This kind of tender person likes someone who is older than himself."

Sheng Yexing: "..."

After tightening the bottle cap, Sheng Yexing flicked Gu Qunshan's forehead in a frenzy, "Shut up."

"Boss, don't you think?" Gu Qunshan began to act like a small machine gun again, "Which girl is so tired of falling in love with him, it's fine to speculate, but she also needs to take care of him, eat with him, and walk with him..."

not like this.

Sheng Yexing's Adam's apple twitched, and said, "He can take care of people too."

"Ah?" Gu Qunshan suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Ah, what a fart." Sheng Yexing said harshly, then tilted his head back and took a few more mouthfuls of Coke.

Seeing a group of people holding their breath and waiting for Lu Jianxing's next move, Sheng Yexing couldn't help but look over there and said, "Then, do you think he will accept it?"

"Yes, I'll take it if I change it," said a boy, "That girl is quite cute."

"Yeah, I think it's cute too."

"You are cute, are you going to chase after me?"

"Fuck, fuck, don't push!"

"Come over—don't be so crowded, our captain is in front, let me tell you."

"Oh shit, I didn't see Brother Sheng just now. Stop the crowd, I'll stand aside."

"Where it's cool, stay there."

"Winter, it's cool everywhere."

Sheng Ye turned black: "Don't make noise..."

Sheng Yexing turned around when he felt that there were crowds of people behind him and the noise was loud.

He found that he actually led a dozen or so big boys from the whole school team to hide behind the brick wall of the corridor to watch Lu Jianxing receive gifts, one or two were like thieves.

Sheng Yexing suddenly looked like a male peacock with its tail open, and all the arrows stuck in the back were chicken feathers, all of which were his own human weapons.

He asked questions that no one dared to answer.

The next second, Lu Jianxing spread out his palm and accepted the gift "living up to everyone's expectations".

"Damn! Lu Jianxing is awesome!" A boy in the school team yelled first.

Afterwards, Sheng Yexing heard a group of people watching the excitement behind him start booing, "Oh——" "Wow——" "Oh—" and other "noises" sounded up and down, and Gu Qunshan stood still. Whistle on the steps.

Lu Jianxing glanced this way, his eyes were quite empty.

He still doesn't quite understand what these people are making a fuss about here, isn't it just a gift.

Seeing Lu Jianxing's confused little expression, Sheng Yexing felt much more comfortable. He bet that the little autistic didn't know what it meant to accept a girl's gift, but he was still very upset. Distribute the gifts to the whole class.

Forget about your share.

So, under such circumstances, Sheng Yexing became jealous without warning or knowing it.

Interesting...

Christmas Eve will not come until next month, and gift giving will start in November?

Yes, I want to send too.

The author has something to say: Lu Jianxing:? ? ?

Sheng Yexing: You must accept mine!

Lu Jianxing: ...What's the difference?