special stargazing

"What is this..." Li Dingxi moved closer, and touched Lu Jianxing's side face with his fingers, "Why did it look like a cupping pot was lit today, it's so big."

Lu Jianxing was not used to being touched by others, so he dodged sideways and hid his face behind the erected book, his eyes became fierce.

"Hey, Jian Xing'er, do you know what cupping is? It's just such a big red scar." Li Dingxi made an inch of it, and his entire upper body was about to be pressed onto the table.

"Hey, don't squeeze." Gu Qunshan moved back against the bench in the front seat.

"It's just that big," he said while making a "c" shape gesture with his hand, and Li Dingxi took the opportunity to pinch Lu Jianxing, "It's printed on his body."

Sheng Yexing, who was lying on the sidelines watching the play, also shook the desk and said, "Don't squeeze."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jianxing stood up suddenly, making the boys who were standing close around tremble in fright, and quickly stepped back a few meters.

They had all heard of this brother's seizure level before, so they didn't dare to provoke him.

The movement of several people retreating together was not small, and Lu Jianxing had clearly noticed it, but he didn't say much.

"..." Lu Jianxing paused.

He pinched the hem of the clothes with his fingers, then lowered his head and pulled the zipper that had slipped to the middle to the collarbone, smoothed the hem of the clothes and sat down, looking at everyone with confused eyes.

Damn, just zip up and stand up?

A little boy who had just walked away whispered to his back: "Tch..."

"I thought he was going to open the ladle," said another.

Lu Jianxing's hearing is not bad, but after listening to these things, he feels troubled.He was a person who would stand and put on clothes in the dormitory, and he didn't pretend to be pitiful on purpose, he was whatever he was, and he never sympathized with himself.

Tang Han said, Let the defects become the driving force that pushes you to go.

Sheng Yexing squeezed the icy zipper in his hand, and winked at the students who squeezed over to watch the fun, "Are you guys looking for me for something?"

A lot of onlookers walked away from the desk in an instant.

As the weekend approached, a class called Hand Changing was added on Friday.The grade group said that in order to train them, Tang Han bought a lot of teaching aids and put them in the classroom, saying that they should work hard one by one, and give the teacher a comment and mark when they are done. It is best to add some creativity of their own.

This class also made all the boys in the class very nervous, because their hands-on ability is relatively weak.

Sheng Yexing didn't pay much attention to these things, thinking that when the time comes, he will be done with the teaching aids.

He just woke up after taking the medicine now, and his head still hurts a little.

Ever since Lu Jianxing thoroughly tasted the feeling of "kissing", he would use the back of his hand to touch Sheng Yexing's lips from time to time, and then keep turning his fingertips on the back of his hand, and then move closer to Sheng Yexing when Sheng Yexing couldn't move. A kiss on the mouth.

Sheng Yexing didn't know where Lu Jianxing's habit of being a relative came from, he only found that Lu Jianxing was getting more and more used to kissing him.

It's not the kind of "kissing", which is meant to be discussed, but a direct "kiss me".

During the lunch break on Wednesday, Sheng Yexing drew the curtain on the bed in the dormitory, Lu Jianxing was finally so kissed that he couldn't breathe.

They were supposed to watch Tang Hanfa's training pictures together, and within a few minutes after seeing Lu Jianxing, he put the back of his hand against Sheng Yexing's lips, and touched the place where he was kissed with his fingers. Sheng Yexing asked him why he didn't kiss directly Lu Jianxing just repeated Sheng Yexing's previous promise, saying that he would kiss one every day.

Young people's hearts are always surging.

Sheng Yexing couldn't help but bit his lips, biting Lu Jianxing so much that it hurt, he also learned to open his mouth to bite back, complaining: "It hurts!"

He could express pain, but was kissed softly, and his voice was thick.

Li Dingxi came back from the laundry room and asked one more question: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

"He knocked his leg," Sheng Yexing coughed, "Get him some plaster."

"Ah?" Li Dingxi couldn't let go of the psp, "No blood, right?"

Sheng Yexing pinched Lu Jianxing's chin, glanced at the corner of his lips, and replied: "No."

Li Dingxi said: "That's good...I put the plaster on the foot of the bed, let him put it on later. Will he not be able to put it on? It's very sticky, and it will hurt when you tear it off."

"The stickiness is quite strong..." Sheng Yexing smiled without taking his eyes off his lips, "Dingxi, put it on my table, I'll ask him if he wants to use it."

"Okay, then I'll go to Lin Ting and play games with them first." Li Dingxi's eyes were still on the psp screen, without looking up at all, "Boss, don't bully me, Brother Lu."

Li Dingxi didn't look up, and couldn't see that Lu Jianxing had been kissed so much that his arms were stretched out of the bed curtain.

"Boss, what are the arrangements for the weekend?" Li Dingxi asked again.

"Do some extracurricular activities." Sheng Yexing replied, "No more training."

"Okay." After Li Dingxi finished speaking, he still didn't look up, and no one spoke.

After a few seconds, Li Dingxi clicked to close the game, and said while putting on his shoes, "Boss? Are you two asleep?"

Why are you still sleeping on the same bed!

Excessive!

"No, come down immediately." Sheng Yexing responded, grabbing Lu Jianxing's arm back.

In the classroom, occasionally Sheng Yexing would write small notes to Lu Jianxing, telling him almost "wishfully" to be careful in the classroom, and if he wanted to kiss, he said he wanted to go to the toilet and would follow you there.

Lu Jianxing was greedy for this wet touch, sometimes he kissed hard, sometimes lightly.

Sheng Yexing asked him why he kissed so carefully.

Lu Jianxing only said that the ice cream will melt.

For a whole week, Lu Jianxing has been using his lips to kiss napkins, mineral water bottle caps, yogurt spoons, his own short sleeves and other items. He does not understand, but he seems to want to feel the difference with the touch of his lips. And have fun.

On Monday, Sheng Yexing was finishing drawing a circle on the calendar on the bedroom table, and annotated: March [-], we are all fine.

The handwriting is neat and orderly.

Before Lu Jianxing came, he had drawn the circles of each month indiscriminately, and sometimes he had drawn the pages through the back of the paper, and he could tear off the calendar sheet and tear it to shreds.The comments next to it were densely packed, and his emotions were ebb and flow. Most of the time he was in a low valley and plain.

For a while there was nothing but despair or despair.

After finishing writing, Sheng Yexing didn't look back to see Lu Jianxing rubbing his lips against his short sleeves that were drying on the bed frame as he passed by.

The smell of Sheng Yexing could make him feel at ease.

The classroom in Class [-], Grade [-] is big enough, there are not many students, and the desks are not too close together.

Sheng Yexing and Lu Jianxing sat in the last row all the year round, and occasionally they were distracted and were reminded by Lin Ting in the front seat that they could keep up with the rhythm even if their eyesight was good enough.

Sheng Yexing had been thinking about his "revenge book" for a long time, and he took it over from time to time to look through it, and found that there were very few records behind his name, only a few small moon stamps here and there, very non-existent.

Although it is good to have fewer illnesses, Sheng Yexing still wants to take this opportunity to talk to Lu Jianxing more and get closer.

Because it is a handicraft class, everyone in the class is busy with their own things, thinking how to make flowers out of the "handicrafts" in their hands.Sheng Yexing called Lu Jianxing in a low voice, but Lu Jianxing didn't respond, so he simply tore off a small piece of paper and wrote.

Two words on paper: in?

The following are two options: yes or no, and a special box is drawn, and next to it is written: please tick.

Lu Jianxing didn't tick the box like before, but wrote crookedly on the paper: Yes, and read it in a low voice, followed by an even lower voice: "End."

"It's all over," Sheng Yexing smiled lowly, and was afraid of being seen by the teacher who was watching the class, so he had to cover half of his face with his palm, "Like a robot."

Lu Jianxing was immersed in writing, trying to write "152" on the paper vase in his hand.

"What does '152' mean?" Sheng Yexing was curious.

Lu Jianxing didn't say a word at first, and waited for a while before saying: "November, December, January, February, March..."

Answering the question likes to look at his "little question" from the side. Sheng Yexing was also happy to guess the meaning, touched his nose, and said deliberately: "Let me guess, does '152' mean how many days to come to school?"

"En." After hearing his explanation, Lu Jianxing's eyes lit up, and he added again: "En!"

After being approved, Sheng Yexing thought of teasing Lu Jianxing again: "Lu Bingpier, the robot has to beep twice, you know?"

Lu Jianxing: "..."

How can it be so easy to be fooled?

Don't beep!

"Come on," Sheng Yexing said, "let's establish a new system."

Lu Jianxing: "New uniform."

"It's not a uniform, it's a system," Sheng Yexing explained, "the rules of the game."

Lu Jianxing repeated: "Rules."

"Yes," Sheng Yexing bent his elbow and bumped the opponent's arm, "For example, if I'm stable for three days, you can give me a red flower or something, and give me some extra rewards. How about it?"

Lu Jianxing frowned, and seemed to be thinking about what this meaningful "extra" contained.

"Extra." He asked.

Sheng Yexing said, "Such as sleeping with you overnight, having breakfast with you, etc?"

After thinking for a while, Lu Jianxing stretched out his almost sweaty hand from the pocket of his school uniform, with the palm facing up, and made a slightly concave gesture, as if holding a gust of wind.

A gust of wind made his heart itch.

He sniffed, raised his hand a little higher, and said with a little difficulty: "Can I hold your hand?"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yexing firmly grasped his hand and pressed it under the desk.

Sheng Yexing kicked the desk with one leg, moved the bench a little towards Lu Jianxing, and put Lu Jianxing's hand into his school uniform pocket.

"Yes." Sheng Yexing whispered.

Yes, you can.

Sheng Yexing's breathing quickened.

Some of the city's second "first brothers" who can't be offended, look ruthless and ruthless on the surface, but inside they want to take chest painkillers because of their heart beating so fast because of holding hands.

Within a few seconds, Sheng Yexing's own palms were also covered in sweat.

The part where the two held hands was sticky, but neither of them was willing to let go.

Sheng Ye moved his Adam's apple, his eyes were still a little dry, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to look into Lu Jianxing's eyes.After all, this was the first time that Lu Jianxing said so clearly that he wanted to hold hands, and it moved him even more than the time when he took the monthly exam on the rooftop.

so funny.

She has already kissed her before, why would she let herself be so...

can i hold your hand

Sheng Yexing chewed this sentence several times in his heart, until he suddenly froze for a few seconds.

Only then did he realize that his dream during the Spring Festival had come true.