middle of the road

After taking a bath, it was almost eleven o'clock, Cheng Yang turned off the light, and as soon as he lay down on the bed, Chi Yu hugged him from behind very naturally, tightened his grip on his waist, and pulled him towards him. .

Cheng Yang raised his head halfway, and Chi Yu looked at him shamelessly, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Yang moved and covered the quilt. It turned out that when he got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, he found that Chi Yu was hugging him in such a standard posture. Can something fall asleep?"

Chi Yu didn't speak, but rubbed against his shoulder with closed eyes, Cheng Yang understood what he meant, turned around and lay down.

It’s one thing to fall asleep, but another thing to be awake. Two people on the same bed are already a bit crowded, and they still insist on compressing the gap between their bodies to almost nothing. Cheng Yang is not used to it, and his body is unconscious. tense.

No one has ever dared to get so close to him, and Chi Yu was the first.

Chi Yu felt the stiffness of his body. If Cheng Yang had long hair, he might have blown up, and that posture, as if he was going to get up and beat him violently in the next second, he had to let go of his hand a little bit, and gently Shaking it twice, motioned him to relax, he didn't do anything, he just wanted to hug like this.

Hugging secretly after falling asleep, and hugging so blatantly now are obviously not at the same level of psychological satisfaction for him.

Although the consciousness is still highly clear, the body is already very tired. After so many days of running back and forth and worrying and fearing, after Cheng Ying was discharged from the hospital, I finally felt a sense of steadfastness. Cheng Yang wanted to pull the hands on his waist a little further away. , maybe he didn't even feel it himself. Before he put his hand on Chi Yu's arm, he sank, and his consciousness became confused.

Chi Yu was sleeping behind him, listening to the sound of breathing gradually becoming even and long in his ears, he stood up slightly and looked, fuck, he was already asleep, at this speed.

Chi Yu felt tired from the busyness of the recent period. Without him, Cheng Yang probably would have carried it all by himself.

He suddenly felt distressed, and he used his hands to pluck the hair that he hadn't even had time to dry. Just like him, it wasn't very soft, and the short root of the hair on his neck was still a bit prickly. He kissed it on it. , and slowly closed his eyes.

Cheng Yang woke up first in the morning, Chi Yu's hand was not on his waist, and he fell asleep with his back facing him. He checked the time, and it was more than half an hour before the alarm clock rang. He got up and went to Cheng Ying's side, and saw that both of them were still asleep. Seeing nothing unusual, I felt relieved.

He hugged a blanket and lay down on the sofa outside. After lying down for less than 10 minutes, the phone rang, and he got up to answer it. It was the manager from the hotel.

It probably means that he often asks for leave for no reason, and the time is too long. The hotel is too busy. He has already recruited a permanent worker, so he doesn't need to come here later.

The words are still tactful, and Cheng Yang did expect such a result, but the salary of the first few days of this month will not be paid to him again, which makes him a little unacceptable. He tried to fight for it, but the attitude over there Very firm, saying that it is a system, it is impossible to make an exception for him alone.

It was originally a position where the salary was settled on a daily basis. Cheng Yang didn't understand any system that would restrict him from leaving at the end of the month and even deducting his salary at the beginning of the month. A little money, not a few hundred yuan, may not be a big deal to many people. It was the reason why he persisted in the first place.

He thought about it, and finally gave up. It is true that he broke the appointment with Boss Zhang. Knowing his relationship with Chi Yu, but what he said meant that he felt that he had found a backer, so it was even more impossible to give him the money.

Cheng Yang hung up the phone and couldn't fall asleep for the next 10 minutes.

He sat up and prepared to wait for Cheng Ying to go to school in two days, and then find another job. The time can only be at night and on weekends. Occasionally, he has to ask for leave when the monthly exam happens. Before going to work in this hotel, he will I have looked for it, let alone the treatment, such opportunities are very few in themselves.

Of the money that Chi Yu lent him, Cheng Ying’s medical expenses were deducted, and there was still some money left over. Cheng Yang couldn’t expect this to make it to the third year of high school. Besides, he also wanted to pay back what he owed as soon as possible. , must wait until after he goes to college. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

"Who, calling so early?" Chi Yu opened the door and walked out with sleepy eyes. It was rare for him to sleep so well. When it rang, he thought it was an alarm clock.

"Wrong type." Cheng Yang said.

Chi Yu walked to the side of the sofa, sat down on his buttocks, and then he tilted and fell between the backrest and Cheng Yang. It was rare for him to fall asleep like this, and he didn't want to waste a few minutes left.

He touched the sofa with his hands, and wanted to hug Cheng Yang's waist, but Cheng Yang stood up and walked away, "Get up, it's time."

Chi Yu turned around and ignored him and continued to sleep.

Cheng Yang went to wake up Cheng Le to wash up, Cheng Ying let her wake up these two days and went downstairs to find Aunt Qiu, he bought her breakfast, and had it at Aunt Qiu's at noon, and waited for him to come back at night. Call their school phone number.

When Chi Yu woke up, Cheng Yang had already had breakfast, and there was some left on the table for him to take with him on the way.

"Aren't you going with me?" Chi Yu asked.

"You want to go with me?" Cheng Yang said, "I will ride a bicycle."

"Nonsense." Chi Yu squeezed him away to wash up, "It's not like your car can't fit me."

If it falls apart, it's a big deal to accompany a new one, which just saves him from looking for reasons.

It was useless for Chi Yu to clean up for 5 minutes. He took a meat bun and went downstairs. Cheng Yang straddled the car with one long leg propped on the ground. Cheng Le sat in front and recited an ancient poem. ocean currents..."

Chi Yu and the others ate the buns, walked over and held the handlebar of the car to signal him to get off, "Can you recite it yourself, and whip someone else."

Cheng Yang looked at him, "You think I can't move you?"

"No." Chi Yu said, "It's you who yawns if you keep on yawning, I'm afraid you'll lead me into a ditch."

Cheng Yang smiled, "I've been riding for so many years and I haven't brought anyone into the ditch."

"That's right." Chi Yu took the car from him and stepped on it, "No one else has it, so I just fell myself."

Cheng Le nodded wildly in front, and counted with his fingers, "Brother, you have fallen once or twice this year..."

Cheng Yang tapped him lightly on the head, "Shut up."

Chi Yu smiled, rubbed him for him pretendingly, and when Cheng Yang came up, he kicked forward hard, "Let's go."

It's a bit late after sending Cheng Le off, nothing else, it's just that the two of them entered the school gate in one car, and it's hard to say if they were asked about it, but fortunately, Jiang Mingyang happened to be on duty at the school gate today, so the two of them were late , didn't ask anything, just turned a blind eye and let it go.

Just because of this, Chi Yu felt that he could not have any malice towards Fu Jin, and wondered why he was trembling over there.

After the second class, after finishing morning exercises, Class [-] was in a commotion. The boys chatted in twos and threes. Say or sit on his lap.

Fu Jin sat down without even thinking about it. It's not a big deal. You sit on my lap and I sit on your body. There are even more extreme things. Boys usually don't pay attention to these things. Fu Jin has been fighting with them for so many years. I am used to fighting, and I don't think there is anything wrong.

Cui Jiajie put his arms around his waist and talked to them with his face on his back, and someone behind him made a fuss about how he was like a little daughter-in-law.

"If you want a wife, he is my daughter-in-law. When have you ever seen a woman hugging a man?" Cui Jiajie said with a smile.

"If you don't ask Ou Cao first if he likes you." Someone teased, "I don't even want your plastic flower."

Cui Jiajie shook Liu Hai, and winked at Fu Jin, "I'm not as beautiful as a school belle."

"I like it." Fu Jin smiled, turned around and put his arm around his neck, "I don't like flowers, but I like crooked melons like you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud sound of tables and chairs being moved from the side. Everyone fell silent and looked over there together.

Jiang Mingyang stood up from his seat, without looking at anyone, turned around and went out through the back door.

"Damn." Cui Jiajie watched his back, "What's going on?"

"Who made him angry and made such a big fuss?" Someone asked.

"Who knows." Fu Jin stood up, his face gradually darkened, "You must have taken the wrong medicine."

Jiang Mingyang didn't come back after the class bell rang for a long time. Fu Jin couldn't help but look at the back door several times. It wasn't until 10 minutes into the class that he shouted a report at the front door. The head teacher let him in without asking any questions.

Fu Jin waited for him to sit down, and wrote him a note, "What did you mean just now?"

Jiang Mingyang glanced at it, but said nothing.

Fu Jin couldn't hold back, and added two more exclamation marks after that line, Jiang Mingyang didn't even read it this time.

Fu Jin punched the cotton, and his heart suddenly suffocated, wishing he could take him out and yell at him, what the hell do you mean, who did you show it to?me? !

What's wrong with me?What right do you have to control me?What the hell am I doing to you!

However, the person on the other side didn't cooperate, and he couldn't yell a word. The more Fu Jin thought about it, the more angry he became. If Jiang Mingyang really didn't like him, kick him out and don't sit with him. Going on, only the current attitude of neither yin nor yang, lukewarm or hot, made him feel anxious and scratching his head.

He didn't know when the gun would blow up, whether it was on his head or somewhere else, he had already given up on Cheng Yang, what else did he want.

Fu Jin took a deep breath, took the paper back, crumpled it up and threw it into the drawer, without turning his head to look at him again.

"When you get along with them, can you have a degree in your heart." Jiang Mingyang said suddenly.

"What is speed?" Fu Jin looked at him sharply, "What did I do?"

"Do you think today's jokes are suitable for you?"

"They make jokes like that every day, so why isn't it suitable for me?"

Jiang Mingyang looked at the blackboard, and after a while, he said, "Why do you say so?"

"What do you think of me?" Fu Jin bit his voice, "Do you think I shouldn't even talk to them?"

"I didn't think so."

"Who knows what you think."

The conversation came to an end temporarily, and neither of them made a sound, pretending to be listening to the class seriously, but Fu Jin didn't listen to a single word, Jiang Mingyang turned over the pages of the book and realized that he even took the wrong book. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

"Actually, you have always looked down on me." Fu Jin changed the book and opened it to the page the teacher was talking about.

Jiang Mingyang turned his head and looked at him, "No..."

"Stop talking." The desk supervisor saw them several times, and finally couldn't help reminding them, "Pay attention to classroom discipline."

Jiang Mingyang glanced at it, found another piece of paper, wrote a few words and pushed it to him, "Let's find time to chat."

Fu Jin directly drew a big cross on it.

Talk about your uncle.