My brother became a love brain

Ma Feifei was taken away by the public security organs. Yesterday's incident was not widely spread. Everyone, as usual, attended class, studied hard, and frantically brushed the papers.

Song Dongyang always came to me, and the attitude of our classmates towards him gradually improved, at least not as vigilant as before, for fear that he would hurt me.

He brought me a new paper. I took the paper, thought about it, and asked him: "Can I give the teacher a copy of the paper? I want to print it for all the students."

"This set of papers is more difficult, and it is not suitable for printing all the students." Song Dongyang did not refuse, but he also inoculated me, "Who will pay for the printing of the papers? The school still collects money from the students. Are you paying all the money?"

"Then I'd better talk to the teacher and see what they think."

"it is good."

I went to the teacher with the paper that Song Dongyang brought me, and the teacher took the paper to the grade director. The grade director went to the principal, and finally the principal made a decision. Three sets, and then rely on the completed ones to find the teachers in each class to collect the next papers.On the one hand, this can urge students to do more papers, and on the other hand, it can also avoid waste.

I quietly handed in all the tutoring books and papers that Song Dongyang had given me to the school. Song Dongyang touched my hand and said, "Others would like to hide a good thing when they come across it, but you are fine. Hand them all over."

"The main thing is that the quality of the tutoring books and papers you gave me is quite high. It is good for everyone to do more questions and get more points in the exam. Our school did well in the exam last year, and we will hit the street again this year. It's not good for the school either."

After I finished speaking these words, Song Dongyang gave me a "huh" and coaxed me: "No, everyone will do well in the exam this year."

I know that the college entrance examination is an exam that can affect all aspects, but when I think about the situation of the previous session, I become very irritable and want to scold Ma Feifei.

But scolding her didn't seem to help.

Some people choose to go to higher education, and some choose to repeat their studies, like Song Dongyang, who is a non-study in the repeating party.

I naturally thought of his grades, so I raised my head and said to him, "I'll make up lessons for you when I go back tonight, your grades are too bad."

He didn't answer, but instead asked me: "Have you considered going abroad?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." My way of thinking is the college entrance examination, and then go to university. As for going abroad, I will think about it after I go to university.

He asked me again: "Then which university do you want to go to?"

"Go to the best one, but Song Dongyang, if you do poorly in the exam, I won't give up the university I want to go to for you." After I finished speaking, I thought in a trance that a long time ago, on the wooden handrail That's what I told him on the stairs.

At that time, we had just started to divide classes, Song Dongyang was still my senior, Ma Feifei hadn't come yet, and nothing bad had happened.

Song Dongyang held my hand and wrapped it around my waist, he said: "I will work hard and go to the best university with you."

I want to say that it's not easy, and I want to say that you know something about your current poor ranking, but what you say is: "So you want me to make up lessons, you have to study hard, and you are not allowed to skip classes casually in the future."

"Okay." He seemed to be smirking, but I turned my head to look at him, and he was very serious again.

That night, we went back to my house together, and I grabbed him to make the paper together, his mind was still alive, and the result of the paper was much better than I imagined, but after finishing the paper, he wanted to take me to bed.

I refused him righteously, and told him the importance of getting enough sleep for the next day's class, but he brought out the hidden dangers of Ma Feifei.

He said that he was afraid that Ma Feifei would figure out some way to control him again, so he insisted on having another fight with me to strengthen it.

I felt that there was something wrong with his words, but I didn't figure out what was wrong. I just said to him: "Wait until the final exam is over before doing this kind of thing."

He had some regrets on his face, but he respected my choice. He just slept dishonestly and hugged me tightly. I pushed him and let him sleep by himself, but he opened his eyes and said "cold".

I looked at the huge radiator in my bedroom at home, felt the fine sweat oozing from my neck, and very kindly did not refute him.

In the following time, I devoted all my energy to the final exam and tutoring Song Dongyang, so that one day when Song Dongyang and I came home at night and saw my parents busy at home, I was still in a daze Down.

A few days ago, my dad called me and told me that he would be back in a few days. Unexpectedly, he will be back today.

Song Dongyang's reaction was much faster than mine, and he called "Uncle" and "Auntie" directly. My parents were also very familiar with him, and they were not even very polite, so they turned to me and said, "Take you Brother Song back to your room and stay here. I'll call you two after the noodles are ready."

"it is good."

I responded, took off my coat with Song Dongyang, changed into slippers, and walked in with my schoolbag.My mother grabbed me and stuffed me with a plate of washed strawberries.

"Take it back, and you can eat together."

"it is good."

As usual, we were doing papers next to each other and exchanging questions, but we don't need to cook supper tonight. Not long after, my mother raised her voice and shouted: "Boys, come out for supper."

Song Dongyang and I both got a big bowl of noodles with thick brine sprinkled on it. We looked at each other with helplessness.

There is a kind of overeating, which means that your mother thinks you are starving.

After eating, washing up, and returning to the room and lying on the bed, it was rare for Song Dongyang not to move towards me.

I raised my hand to turn off the light, closed my eyes and prepared to rest, but I heard Song Dongyang ask me softly: "Chi Rui, what do you think of homosexuality?"

I was actually a little sleepy, but I answered patiently: "How can I see it? I just like a certain sexual orientation of men."

"Do you reject it?" he asked again.

"No rejection." After I finished this sentence calmly, I realized that Song Dongyang and I had sex several times. We are considered gay if we are like this.

But I don't like Song Dongyang, I have no love for him.

"Do you like me?" He turned over and caused the bed to tremble, his voice was very soft, but enough for me to hear.

"I am not sure."

I lied about this sentence.I just feel that if I say no, it would be too cruel to Song Dongyang.He has done a lot for me and helped me a lot, not to mention that we are all about to take the college entrance examination.

"Chi Rui, I like you."

The emotions in his words are too complicated, which made me realize that no matter how he is with Ma Feifei, at least at this moment, he is sincere to me.

I closed my eyes in the dark, forced myself to be calm and rational, and said, "Song Dongyang, my parents are still outside."

He stopped talking.

I didn't sleep well that night, so that the next morning, I only drank half of the rice porridge. My mother looked at me worriedly and asked me, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head and said, "It's okay, I'll recover in a while."

Song Dongyang and I went down the stairs one after the other, and we got into his car. When I recovered, I found that I was sitting in his co-pilot.

The red light came on, the car stopped, I turned my head to look at Song Dongyang, only to find that he was looking at me.

His eyes were natural and focused, and his eyes seemed to be shining. He said, "Let's take the college entrance examination first."

This is actually exactly what I wanted to say to him, but when he said it now, it was like a confession, too gentle.

Soon it was the final exam. After two days of concentrated exams, I saw Song Dongyang waiting for me at the door of the teaching building.

I saw the two candied haws in his hand at a glance, and he handed one of them to me, and then naturally unwrapped his own paper package, strawberry.

I also unwrapped my own carton, also for strawberries.

We ate sweet strawberries and candied haws, and walked on the road that we had walked countless times. Song Dongyang asked me, "Can you come to my house for a few days during the holidays?"

"Okay." I agreed without hesitation.