boys' feelings are always poetry

209.

That night, Song Yu had a very strange dream, why is it strange?Because Song Yu has never lost himself so much in a dream. When he was in junior high school, he often dreamed that he climbed the stairs and fell down from the high stairs. His mother said it was about to grow taller. In the end, He grew a centimeter, which is not bad.This time, he dreamed that when he returned to No. [-] Middle School for military training, he was not familiar with Lu Jixue at that time. It can even be said that he was a little afraid of Lu Jixue. He is an honest man, and his lifelong pursuit is to do things honestly and not to offend the monitor. grown ups.

He dreamed that one afternoon with lightning and thunder, the students were concentrating on writing their military training experience. Suddenly the power went out and the room was pitch-black, so the school issued an emergency notification: After school, go home quickly.Song Yu packed his things in the dark, and in a blink of an eye, all the students in the class had finished packing, even Fang Zhihui had packed up, and he didn't wait for him.

Song Yuzheng was surprised, and suddenly found that he and Lu Jixue were the only ones left in the class.Song Yu scratched his head and said hesitantly: I... I'll go first... Goodbye, monitor!

At this time, Lu Jixue slowly pushed the fifty-degree gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sneered: "Xiao Tiantian, where are you running to?"

Song Yu:? ? ?

There was lightning and thunder outside, and a burst of light pierced the air outside the window. The incoming white light was reflected on Lu Jixue's glasses, and the light disappeared instantly and flashed by. Song Yu felt scared.The murder scenes I watched when I was a child were all like this, and the general scum was like this, performing the same actions in the same weather and the same temperature.

"Don't...don't kill me!" Song Yu clasped his hands together, begging for mercy.

However, it is impossible for the gentle scum Lu Jixue to let go of a piglet at such a wonderful time. In Song Yu’s dream, the gentle scum Lu Jixue began to take off his school uniform with one hand. After taking off the autumn school uniform, he took off the summer uniform. Qingfeng is different. Li Qingfeng pays attention to speed, while Lu Jixue pays attention to elegance, beauty, and generosity. Of course, he pays attention to a strange atmosphere.

With half of his clothes off, Lu Jixue's white summer school uniform showed very eye-catching abdominal muscles.

"Uh..." Song Yu's hand still stopped begging for mercy.

Time seemed to stop, no, time didn't stop.Lu Jixue put his hands on the desk, and his empty summer school uniform hangs unsteadily on both sides, blown by the wind, giving him a precarious aesthetic feeling, covering his exposed skin for a while, and spreading it out at will.

The familiar bell before going to bed rang, "Aha...Song Yu...Aha..."

Song Yu woke up from the dream.

Song Yu covered his chest and said what he really thought in his heart: Damn it!

After calming down for 5 minutes, Song Yu found that his crotch was a little wet. He was only a little flustered. After all, he had learned superficial knowledge of physiology and hygiene in junior high school. Song Yu comforted himself that it was nothing, which meant that he was already a mature man. !Song Woo, a man as open as the sea!you deserve to have!

210.

In the morning Song Yu opened his clothes in front of the mirror and looked at his belly.

"Mom, I want to work on my abs."

Song Yu's mother gave him a disgusted look, "It's as easy as farting for you to talk big, no, it's easier than farting."

"..."

With an evil boy dream and his mother's dislike, Song Yu packed his schoolbag and arrived at school early.

Lu Jixue came later than usual, Song Yu sat on the chair, didn't even open his schoolbag, and was in a daze, wondering when Lu Jixue would come.

When Lu Jixue stepped into the class, everyone present raised their heads, stopped writing, and no one spoke.

There was a gash at the corner of Lu Jixue's mouth, it was purplish red, and the cartoon Band-Aid given by Song Yu was pasted on the bridge of his nose, the wound on the bridge of his nose should be quite big.

Anyone who saw it could understand that Lu Jixue was fighting, and the other party was a person who was not afraid of power, so he greeted him in the face when he fought, and he was not polite at all.

"Lu Jixue, you didn't go to the second place yesterday.

Did you fight? "Song Yu slammed on the desk while trying to restrain his emotions and volume, which meant that he was very angry and was about to lose his temper.

"Well, we won." Lu Jixue put down his schoolbag, took out a can of Wangzai milk, and pushed it to Song Yu, "Hurry up and drink it, it's hot."

"Change the subject? With all due respect, in terms of changing the subject, I, Song Yu, rank second, and no one dares to claim the first place!"

"Well, in terms of copying homework, you are the first, and Fang Zhihui is the second."

"..."

Song Yu stopped talking, and had a gloomy face, like Lu Jixue, but he didn't study well, a five-point resemblance is not bad.

"Angry?" Lu Jixue couldn't believe it, maybe he should take out his phone and take a picture of the kitten blowing fur.

"Why don't you ask me to go with you? Although I'm short, like a potato, but if you go out and inquire, I, Song Yu, are not only fast-legged, but also a king of iron heads! A giant iron head! A thief can take damage!"

Lu Jixue nodded, it seems that what Fang Zhihui said about my strong brother Song Yu is true.

He is going to add this sentence in his diary today: My boyfriend is very hard and very iron.

Very iron, very hard, except for the belly.

Aha.