serious about love

The school grass's old pencil case was changed.

Explosive incidents, posts in the post bar have been floating around for a day, and there are all kinds of commotions in the school. It is not until all channels confirm that the school girl has not gotten close to any girl, and the jealousy and hostility drop from the peak.

Yan Hao, as an insider, was secretly happy.

Even if Jiang Muxing didn't think of him when he saw the pencil case, or how they went shopping together in the bookstore, it wouldn't be too bad.

He picked the pencil case, and Jiang Muxing used it. This alone gave him enough strength to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the day when a miracle happens to me.

Yan Hao remembered the agreement with Jiang Muxing, worked hard to complete the daily study plan, and wanted to advance to [-] at the end of the semester, and invited him to the beach to play in the name of gratitude.

Drink beer, eat seafood, step on the sand, surf, pick up shells, record the sound of waves, sit on the beach with each earphone, listen to the same song, watch the sunset... There are many things to do.

On the Wednesday night before the end of the semester, Yan Hao was reviewing at home, and Yang Cong called and said that he was in the hospital.

Yanhao took a taxi there, registered to pay the fee, and accompanied him to treat the injuries on his face. After he finished the trip, he came out and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Cong put his hands in his pockets, and walked casually: "When he hit someone, he swung his fist too hard, and he couldn't stop it. He knocked himself on the motorcycle next to him."

Banquet: "..."

Yang Cong took out his mobile phone and adjusted the camera to take a look at his face: "It's also a piece of gauze. Why is our monitor still upright, but I'm like a hooligan."

"One year anniversary, beating someone, bereavement," Yanhao paused, "Is that what I thought?"

Yang Cong's face froze.

Yanhao turned around, went to the lake not far away, went down the steps, and sat on the bench.

"Why are you sitting there?" Yang Cong shouted from above, "Feed the mosquitoes?"

Yan Hao took out a small bottle of toilet water from his backpack as if by magic, and sprayed it around.

Yang Cong: "..."

After standing for a few seconds, Yang Cong jumped down the steps and sat beside him, looking at the lake under the starry sky.

It is rare for an arrogant and arrogant person to be so silent.

-

There is a wisp of smoke in the coolness of toilet water.

Yang Cong lit a cigarette, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "My good brother, can I lend you my shoulder?"

Yan Hao leaned on the back of the chair: "No."

"I'm going, is it you?" Yang Cong grinned with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, "I've been cheated on."

Yan Hao peeled an apple candy and ate it, and used it as a trash can for him to vomit his bitterness.

Yang Cong pointed to his head, and smiled coldly: "See, it's a huge green hat. I don't know how long I've been wearing it. I just saw it tonight."

With sugar in his mouth, Yanhao said in a vague voice, "How did you see it?"

Yang Cong opened the cigarette and sprayed a smoke ring into the night sky. It seemed that he had matured a lot in an hour or two.

"She tried me out yesterday and wanted to remind me that today is my one year anniversary and I pretended to forget."

Yang Cong grabbed the hair on the back of his head vigorously, "I knew she had to study at night and didn't come home until 08:30, so I specially waited for her in the alley next to her house, and wanted to give her a surprise..."

He hehe sneered, "The result was good. I was bitten on both arms in the alley. What she showed me was a sticky kiss."

Banyan frowned.

"Hold!"

Yang Cong stood up and kicked the leg of the chair, "After talking for a year, I only let me hold hands and didn't give a kiss on the face, but I kissed someone, or a tongue|kiss, my tongue was seen by me, fuck him Damn conservative!"

Yan Hao shook the chair, and the sugar almost got stuck in her throat.

"Xiao Hao, do you know who she is looking for, just her monitor, Wannian's second child, the one who is always under the pressure of Jiang Muxing."

Yang Cong sat back, holding his head with a cigarette in his mouth, "When she saw me coming out of the alley, she looked like she had seen a ghost, and she hid in that man's arms, without any shame of betraying me."

"Be conservative. I just don't like Lao Tzu and look down on scumbags. It's hard for her this year."

Yan Hao patted his back, which was heaving greatly because of anger: "Think about it."

"If you like someone with great grades, then you will like it. Jiang Muxing is probably more people like it, and no one will stop you from liking it, right? What kind of thing is it to play dirty with me?" Yang Cong is very handsome A face was a little distorted, "I can't compare with that guy in studies, what other points are I not better than?"

The banquet was delicious, and the second child of Wannian had a good reputation in school, because he was always ranked second in the whole grade, and everyone wanted to see when he could surpass Jiang Muxing.

Looks are not in the list of handsome guys, Cheng Lingling should be attracted to the charm of a schoolmaster, both of them have good grades, maybe they can resonate spiritually?

But that person's family background is very average, and there is no way to buy luxury goods for his girlfriend.

Especially girlfriends who buy frequently.

It’s good that I didn’t say these words, it’s already here, it’s meaningless to say it, it’s not worth discussing, it will only hurt Yang Cong’s self-esteem even more.

Besides, Yang Cong is just a little pure when dealing with feelings, he is not focused on studying, and he is not stupid.

"Forget it," Yanhao said, "Let's open some."

"Okay, think about it."

Yang Cong took a deep breath, and in the next second, his veins became furious, "She said that we should not expose our relationship in school, and that I would not be allowed to look for her in her class. That's fine, then I won't look for her. Her studies are important, so don't worry her. No one at school knew I was with her."

As he spoke, he began to curse, "But I always keep in mind that I have a girlfriend, and I don't want any of them when I play ball and deliver water. I usually keep a distance from girls, I am very measured, and I never play What is ambiguous, the refusal is clear and clear, is it enough?"

Yan Hao nodded: "Enough."

Yang Cong panted heavily, and there was a choked sound in his throat: "Playing with me."

Yan Hao grew up with him, and he has never seen him like this before, and some don't know what to do, so he can only persuade him to step over this muddy ditch and stride forward.

"Damn it," Yang Cong took a deep puff of his cigarette, coughing so hard that his eyes turned red, "Brother, I feel aggrieved."

Then he yelled, "Just you fucking calling me an idiot, I'm really an idiot!"

Yan Hao glanced at him: "Don't rely on me."

Yang Cong let out his nose, snorted for a while, and felt that he was in the wrong, so he flipped through this article, grabbed the mosquito bag on his arm, and cursed: "If I don't find out tonight, I don't know how long I'll be an idiot."

Banyan good to give him a candy.

Yang Cong bit the cigarette, held the candy in his hand, and played with it, with a smirk: "Study well and study well are fun, why don't you talk about the same world, no common topic, go fuck it."

Yan Hao's face darkened in an instant.

Yang Cong didn't notice, he raked his neat short hair: "The tree of my first love died just like that."

Yan Hao peeled off another candy and put it in his mouth: "Most people's first love tree will die."

Yang Cong choked for a long time: "Don't tell me you are comforting me?"

Yan Hao lightly raised his eyebrows: "Be honest."

"It's yours. If I'm not good at mentality, I can wipe my nose on your clothes on the spot." Yang Cong rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, his voice was muffled, "I won't talk about it in the future, I'm sorry."

"Some people spend several years, ten years, ten or twenty years, or even half their lives before they realize that the people around them are not their ribs," Yan Hao said, "It took you only one year to know."

Yang Cong pulled one side of his mouth and laughed mockingly: "From what you say, I'm still lucky?"

Yan Hao looked at her hair and said, "It's come to this point, you have to stop the loss in time."

Yang Cong paused, pinched his cigarette butt, bent his back, and buried his face in his hands.

The mobile phone in Yanhao's pocket vibrated, he took it out to see that Jiang Muxing was looking for him on QQ, and immediately ate half of the candy.

Jiang Muxing: How was your review at night?

Yan Hao typed two words and clicked to send: very good.

Jiang Muxing quickly replied: Is there a problem?

Yanhao felt guilty, in fact, he didn't finish the review: no.

Jiang Muxing: Don't exceed zero.

Yan Hao: Yes.

Immediately afterwards, he sent a message: Got it, monitor, you too, go to bed early.

A waving smile followed.

After thinking about it, I found a good night expression and sent it.

As soon as Yan Hao quit QQ, Yang Cong put his shoulders on his shoulder like a dead dog, leaning over with most of his body weight: "Xiao Hao, let's go, brother will take you to the bar."

"No." Yan Hao said, "I haven't finished my study plan for today."

Yang Cong blushed: "Are you brother? Just when brother needs you, you still want to make your study plan?"

It's good to put the phone away.

Yang Cong glared at him: "If you're a brother, let me have a drink with you."

Yanhao picked up his bangs and let Night Breeze blow on his forehead: "Are you really going to the bar?"

"In this way," Yang Cong raised his chin with a righteous look, "In the future, if you break up in love, I will drink with you until you vomit."

After the banquet, get up and leave.

Yang Congli shouted outrightly: "I'm broken in love, and I can't be forgiven for saying something wrong?"

After Yan turned around, Yang Cong ran away.

-

More than half an hour later, Yan Hao and Yang Cong stood outside one of the most upscale bars in T City.

"Qingcheng..." Yang Cong clicked his tongue, "The name is vulgar."

Yan Yan took a good look at the logo: "There is a membership system inside, and the minimum consumption is [-]."

"Isn't it worthy of our first time?" Yang Cong wiped his face, "You treat me."

Yan Hao's mouth was filled with the sweet taste of candy, his mouth was dry, and he wanted to drink something: "It's okay to treat guests, I will only accompany you for half an hour."

Yang Cong's face was full of displeasure: "One hour."

The banquet is funny: "10 minutes."

"It's fucking shrinking?" Yang Cong said angrily, "Half an hour is half an hour."

Yan Hao dragged him away from the side of the road where the cars were coming and going: "Drink whatever you want."

Yang Cong snorted, "That's about the same."

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps before a person came out from the bar. He walked casually to the side and stood in a dimly lit place with his back against the wall. His hair was brushed back, a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, and his bridge of nose A pair of gold-rimmed glasses with blurred outlines.

The man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a tie. He was tall, with a thin waist, broad shoulders, and a good figure.

Like a young social elite, bloody but calm, abstinent, indifferent, and sexy.

Yang Cong sneered out of jealousy: "Gentle scum."

Yanhao looked weird.

The man took out a small iron box from the pocket of his trousers, threw a lozenge into his mouth, loosened the tie hanging under the collar of his shirt, raised his head and closed his eyelids, looking very tired.

Yan Hao's heartbeat began to speed up.

"Let's go, dear." As soon as Yang Cong finished speaking, he saw the gentle scum open the phone, and the light from the screen climbed onto his face.

"It's weird, why does it look familiar? There are handsome guys with glasses, but none of them are this tall." Yang Cong said with a funny face, "Xiao Hao, take a look."

Banyan didn't make a sound.

Yang Cong raised his voice a little: "Xiao Hao?"

At that moment, a sharp gaze flew out from the shadows and landed on Yan Hao.

Yanhao held his breath.

After a moment or two, the light on the mobile phone that the man was holding in his hand disappeared, and he walked out of the shadows, stood at the brightest place at the entrance of the bar, and looked over with a frown.

The appearance is extremely overhanging, and it looks unreal.

Yan Hao looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar silhouette, panting lightly, her whole body went numb.

"Damn it! Isn't it? I'm delusional?" Yang Cong was dumbfounded, "Is that the monitor of our Class 1?"

Yanhao lowered his eyes, then raised his head to look again, he looked at Jiang Muxing with fascination and greedy eyes through the hazy street scene and the not-too-distant distance.

Didn't the bar job quit long ago?Why are you here again?

When did you come here?

What are you doing in the bar, have you been touched?

Yan Hao's eyes welled up with a sinister look, and when it was about to spread to his face, he lowered his head.

There must be, there are many, girls and women will approach, there are all kinds of tricks in the open and in the dark, maybe there are men, he pinched his palms nervously, his fingertips were trembling.

I really want to hide Jiang Muxing at home.

"It's awesome."

Yang Cong smacked his lips, he was disgusted by the two bullies tonight, and now he sees another one working in a bar, who is still like a god.

It's a pity that God is not omnipotent. In order to survive, he has to come to a high-end entertainment place to serve the rich.

"With the face of our squad leader, I'm afraid the scouts have searched for it countless times, and they came here even if they didn't enter the entertainment industry."

Yang Cong saw Yanhao with his head down, and nudged him in confusion: "What are you thinking? Let's take a photo and post it?"

Post a fart, Yan Hao wants to pull off Jiang Muxing's tie and unbutton his shirt right now.

then……

Yan Hao stretched out her tongue and swipe the corner of her lips, then put her hand into Jiang Muxing's shirt, hugged his waist close to him, licked his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and bit another mark.