Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

Every day of military training basically starts at five o'clock in the morning.

When the whistle outside rang sharply, several boys in the dormitory were struggling, turning over on the bed repeatedly, "Ah..."

Wang Dong sat up, still in a daze.He barely opened his eyes, and saw a figure wriggling under the quilt beside him, but Yan Zhuo inside had disappeared.Someone snapped the light on, and Wang Dong's eyes were stabbed, only to find that Yan Zhuo was standing underneath with a wet towel, and his voice was gentle.

"Get up."

Kou Qiu snorted dizzily, without opening his eyes, stretched out an arm like a newborn kitten, and rubbed it on the bedside.

"what time is it?"

"Five o'clock, it's time."

Yan Zhuo climbed up quickly, and wiped his face with a warm wet towel, "The water is ready, come down to brush your teeth, change your clothes, and let you lie down for a while."

Kou Qiu simply lay down on him, humming.

"I still don't remember..."

too early.Just stepped into the high school campus, the four people in the dormitory chatted almost a little faster yesterday, and got up in a hurry at five o'clock. It was really an intensity that even the successors of socialism could not bear.Yan Zhuo also tolerated him, and after looking at the time, he said: "Go on to sleep."

He brought the clothes over and began to cover Kou Qiu with his own hands.Wang Dong and his brother on the lower bunk watched this scene with big eyes and small eyes, as if their expressions had been frozen since early in the morning.

no......

It's early in the morning, isn't this a bit exciting?

After Yan Zhuo finished dressing Kou Qiu, he turned his head and looked at the two people who were motionless like stone statues, he was a little surprised and asked, "Are you sorry?"

The two laughed dryly, then came to their senses and said, "Get up, get up."

They got up in a hurry, washed up and ran to the playground.There are already a lot of students wearing camouflage uniforms in the playground, but even if they are all wearing loose camouflage uniforms, the feeling is different, and those who have not had time to clean up and have acne marks on their faces Compared with other boys, Kou Qiu's white and clean face is like a piece of cotton candy, very eye-catching.

In addition, there was a tall and sunny Yan Zhuo beside them, and there were not a few people who watched them along the way.Roommates Wang Dong and Li He followed beside them, and they could clearly feel those gazes passing over them, and then, as if they were being nailed, firmly nailed on the two people beside them.

They looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Ugh.

This world is so real, it depends entirely on the face.

Yan Zhuo was fixing Kou Qiu's hat, and when he heard him say that the hat was a bit small, he put on his own hat for him, and Yan Zhuo wore the smaller one himself.Standing straight to the side, he was already half a head taller than the classmates in the class, and he was very eye-catching at a glance. The instructor also saw it, and waved his hand to signal him to come forward.

"Student Yanzhuo, let's be the leader, how about it?"

Yanzhuo's military posture has been practiced since childhood, it is very standard.Although Kou Qiu was so favored in this life, Yu's parents didn't have the heart to let him practice, but after all, he had the foundation of the previous worlds, and he was impeccable. boxing team.

After a set of military punches, almost everyone was panting from exhaustion, wishing they could just sit down on the ground.But the September sun was still scorching hot, and the ground was scorching hot. A boy just sat down, and the next second, he stood up again as if he was placed on a baking pan, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" ..."

Almost ready.

He looked at Kou Qiu who was standing beside him, couldn't help feeling curious, and asked, "Hey, classmate, why aren't you sweating at all?"

Not to mention sweating, Kou Qiu's face was dry and refreshed, not even the slightest bit of oil shone out.The boy touched his sweat-stained face and sighed, "Hey, people are still different after all."

Kou Qiu smiled and said, "I don't know either."

His skin in this life is unusually good, and it may be because he is still young, tender and raw, with no pores visible, and it is not much different from the skin he had when he was five or six years old.Yan Zhuo was beside him, also said: "Yu Jian's skin is good."

It looks good again.

Fortunately, touch.

Like silken tofu.

The boy touched the acne that appeared on his forehead with envious eyes.

Only in the evening, they can temporarily take a break from the busy training. Although it is only half an hour, it is the happiest time for this group of adolescent children.All the students sat in one place, singing and showing their talents. The street lights were dim, and the vigorous vitality dyed the air steamy.Kou Qiu was sitting there, and after a while, his arm was touched by the girl next to him. The girl looked very embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Yu Jian, can I add your QQ?"

At this time, it was the time when Tencent's father had just begun to dominate the world.The girl looked at him eagerly. She was also dressed differently from ordinary students. The camouflage T-shirt was pulled up and tied in a knot at the waist, which made her slender waist very eye-catching.The girl was obviously very confident, she opened her mouth to ask for the number, and took out her mobile phone, looking at him with a pair of autumn water eyes.

Kou veteran cadre was stunned for a while, but a kind of confusion appeared on his face.

It's normal for classmates to add a number, but...

He touched Yan Zhuo beside him, and asked, "Hey, what's my QQ number?"

Yan Zhuo glanced at the girl lightly, then quickly turned his gaze back to Kou Qiu, and said, "Forgot."

Kou Qiu turned around and apologized to the girl.The girl still didn't give up and asked, "Don't you remember?"

Kou Qiu shook his head.

"..." the girl said simply, "Then where is your cell phone number?"

"..."

Kou Qiu's face once again showed the kind of confusion from the inside out, and turned his eyes to Yan Zhuo again.

The girl said, "You don't remember this either?"

Kou Qiu explained: "I never call my cell phone."

Although Yu's father and Yu's mother immediately bought him a mobile phone after entering high school, Yan Zhuo was with him all the time. Yan Zhuo was always ahead of him when it came to anything, and Kou Qiu was taken care of by him for ten years , This kind of thing is basically used to not worrying about it.

The girl opened her mouth wide and was stunned for a long time before turning her head back.

Did something go wrong?

How can these two boys be so close?Even QQ and mobile phone numbers are recorded by the other party?

Yan Zhuo pursed her lips, seeing the girl approaching Kou Qiu, for some reason, a little unhappiness surged in her heart.

He taught Kou Qiu that night.

"You can't fall in love early," said Brother Yan in a high-sounding manner, without any sense of inexplicable displeasure in his heart. "Ninny, high school is an important time. If you waste your time, how can you get into a good university? How can you find a good job?" Work?"

Kou Qiu said strangely: "I know."

How could he choose to fall in love at such a time?

This is obviously not in line with the core values ​​of socialism!

Yan Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief calmly, put his arm on Kou Qiu's shoulder again, and said, "Yes."

He patted Kou Qiu's head.

"Ninny, we still have to go to the same university, we can't relax in these three years."

Study hard and make progress every day. This is what Kou veteran cadres like the most. He immediately replied: "Okay."

Very happy to answer.

At this moment, the two roommates also came back with their laundry bags. When they entered, they had a bitter face and complained, "There are so many people in the bathroom...the queue is long!"

They sighed.

"According to the length of the line, I'm afraid we will have to line up until night... What can we do?"

Yan Zhuo said: "Get two pots of water, just flush it in the bathroom."

Li He glanced at the phone and said, "There's no time, let's charge together. The power will be cut off later."

After his words came out, the expression on Wang Dong's face suddenly changed, full of disgust, "Who wants to wash with you?"

"..." Li He was speechless, "Then I wash with Yu Jian?"

The smile on Yan Zhuo's face disappeared.He gripped Kou Qiu's hand a little tighter, obviously not intending to let go.Seeing his appearance, Wang Dong felt like a mirror in his heart, and said embarrassingly, "Then I can't tear down other people's bamboo horses..."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and make do with it, "I'll wash it with you, I'll wash it with you."

Normal straight men don't like to take a bath with boys.The two of them are awkward in the bathroom, although they can't block it with a basin, but they always feel uncomfortable, "I don't have a girlfriend yet, why did I take a mandarin duck bath with you first?"

Li He said: "You say it as if I like it! You smell like sweat, it smells so bad!"

The two of them turned their backs on each other, and thought that when Kou Qiu and Yan Zhuo entered, they might have the same style of painting.But the two seemed to have a good understanding, Yan Zhuo held both of them's change of clothes in his hands, and freed one hand to help Kou Qiu take out the slippers, "Be careful, don't slip."

Li He: "..."

Wang Dong: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly became warm and affectionate.

It seemed that the two of them were like two black-footed chickens just now.

"After all, I grew up from a young age," Li He said quietly, "It's just different."

amazing.

Time was too tight, and the two of them could only take a simple battle bath.Yan Zhuo frothed the shower gel and rubbed it on Kou Qiu's body, unexpectedly found that Kou Qiu's legs seemed a little dry, even white lines appeared, and they were not as smooth as before.He looked at it with a frown and said, "Sunburned?"

Kou Qiu also glanced at it, but didn't take it seriously.

"Maybe it's too much sun exposure," he said casually, "It will be fine after the military training."

Yan Zhuo stretched out his hand to touch it again, and frowned even tighter.

"Go out later and apply some aloe vera gel."

Kou Qiu said, "Okay."

Yanzhuo brought several tubes of aloe vera gel.He let Kou Qiu sit on the bed, rolled up his trouser legs, squeezed out a large piece without hesitation, wiped it carefully and evenly on Kou Qiu's calf, and pushed it away little by little.After replenishing the water, the thin white lines disappeared, and the tender state was restored, Yan Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Just do it."

The two roommates looked at their actions, and their expressions were magical.

Why do you suddenly feel that you are such an eyesore?

It's clearly my dormitory, why do I feel like I can't stay any longer?

Li He coughed and joked, "You really look like father and son."

Well, pure socialist father-son relationship, no problem.

Yan Zhuo pulled down Kou Qiu's pants again, smiled, but said nothing.

The system brat was very emotional. He thought it was interesting at first, but later he noticed something weird, [This generation is wrong, so why don't I call my father grandpa? 】

【…】Grandpa called a ghost.

What's going on, is the gourd baby story going to happen again?

Perhaps it was because of being overworked these days, when Yan Zhuo was lying on the bed, it was rare for him to have a dream.Beside him is Kou Qiu, the young man is holding his arm, breathing steadily and evenly, the breath is sprayed on his arm, but Yan Zhuo's heart seems to have fallen into hot magma, bubbling and bubbling .

The dream was full of unbearable heat.The hot air seemed to be alive, all the way up his ankles, wrapping him tightly like a snake.

An overwhelming white light.

"..."

Yan Zhuo sat up abruptly, and immediately realized something.He didn't panic, he was a 16-year-old boy, and he didn't understand anything, it was the time when he couldn't hold back his blood.

But now, there is still a girl by her side.

He calmed down for a while, and put a hand in to feel for it. Fortunately, the bed sheet was still clean.Yan Zhuo quietly stepped over the sleeping boy, got off the bed, fetched a basin of water, and began to scrub his pants.

He washed for a while, but heard movement outside.Immediately afterwards, the bathroom door was pushed open in a daze.

Wang Dong stepped on big slippers and appeared at the door, half awake.

"What are you doing in there?" Wang Dong drowsily drained the water, and then turned to look at him. After seeing him, he woke up most of the time, winked and teased, "—Yo, washing your pants? It's the middle of the night. , still in such a mood?"

What it is, they all understand in their hearts.At the age of fifteen or sixteen, this kind of thing does not happen once or twice. The first love is the age when you are most curious about related things.Wang Dong washed his hands, bumped him again, and said in a low voice, "My buddy said there was a film there, I'll pass it on to you later? The girl in it is quite pretty."

Yan Zhuo's hands paused, and he scrubbed his hands more vigorously a few times.

"What are you looking at here for?"

Wang Dong was speechless, "What else can you do? Yan Zhuo, don't tell me you don't watch anything—where did the interest come from? You have to think about someone, right?"

He patted the shoulder of the boy in front of the sink, "Come on, come and tell me when you want it."

Yan Zhuo didn't speak, but the color in his eyes became deeper.He hung up the cleaned trousers and thought about it all night.

He couldn't fall back asleep.

It wasn't until this time that Yan Zhuo realized that there might be a more serious problem with him for so long.

—he never thought of any woman.

Whether it is in life, whether it is seen on TV or movies, whether it is old or young, in Yanzhuo's world, these people have never left even the slightest trace, even in others. When she praised "Ah, this is indeed a beauty", Yan Zhuo's heart was not disturbed.Occasionally glanced at it, and felt that this was not as good-looking as his daughter.Her skin is not as white as hers, her eyes are not as clear as hers, and her hair doesn't look as soft as hers.

It shouldn't.

Yan Zhuo thought for a long time, and the next morning when Kou Qiu was not around, he said to Wang Dong: "Pass the things to me."

Wang Dong chuckled: "Okay. I knew it. You must come back and ask me for it."

He handed over the memory card in his mobile phone to Yan Zhuo very carefully, as if he had handed over a priceless treasure, "Dude, you have to pay attention to this, here are my twelve wives!"

Yanzhuo: "..."

OK, you are strong.

During the lunch break that day, Yan Zhuo quietly got off the bed and went into the bathroom with his mobile phone.He played all the videos over and over and finally had to admit the fact.

He felt nothing.

Whether it is good-looking or not, in his opinion, they are all just ordinary living beings.To his ears, those crying or laughing voices were flat, nothing special.

He has no interest in these people.

Yan Zhuo was silent for a while, then pulled out the memory card from the phone again, and closed his eyes.He returned the card to Wang Dong, and this roommate was immediately agitated. He rubbed against him a few times, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, hey, how are you doing?"

Kou Qiu, who was taking a nap, also woke up at this time, sat up in a daze, and asked casually, "How is it?"

"It's just my wife!" Wang Dong was speechless, his eyes flicked back and forth on Yan Zhuo, "But buddy, you've been staying here for a long time. Too many times, it will also hurt your body—"

"It's okay." Yan Zhuo cut off his words suddenly, and said to Kou Qiu who was on the bed, "The meeting time is coming soon, do you want to drink some water first?"

Kou Qiu yawned and slowly climbed down the ladder.Yan Zhuo stood at the bottom, reaching out his hand to help him without even thinking about it. Because of this action, a small part of the T-shirt was lifted up, and the tentacles were warm and delicate, like a piece of milk clothes, rubbing his fingers all at once. The belly is over.

too thin.

Yan Zhuo frowned, and decided to make her daughter fatter.

"Go wash your face?"

"Ah."

Kou Qiu went into the bathroom.

Wang Dong over there was still saying, "Why are you avoiding Yu Jian? He is [-] years old, and it's time for him to grow up. By that time, the school will have to take physiology and hygiene classes. How can he not understand it all his life?"

Yan Zhuo buttoned up his camouflage jacket, and said calmly, "He's still young."

Wang Dong was speechless, "Aren't you still young? At his age, I've already started to feel it..."

He looked at Yan Zhuo, and smiled again, "Hey, Yan Zhuo, you really think of yourself as Yu Jian's father, are you going to watch him and prevent him from falling in love early?"

These words were pierced into Yan Zhuo's heart and lungs, he lowered his eyes and did not make a sound.

"It's nothing else," Wang Dong sighed, "Just because of your looks, I don't know how many girls like you. With this condition, and at this age, can he really listen to you?"

He didn't believe it at all.

Even if there is no true love, then there must be a secret love-do you not have a spring at this time, and wait for the sunset to be red when you are [-] or [-]?

But Brother Yan obviously wanted to nip the secret love in the bud, "This is high school."

The implication is that learning to do, other thoughts, not good.

Wang Dong said: "Oh. Then he wants to chase someone in college, so you are willing?"

"..."

Yan Zhuo thought to himself, how could he be willing.

From the day Nannan stepped into the courtyard, she was basically inseparable from him.He spent so much time with her, and watched him grow from a little Douding at that time to a youthful young man, and he planned to participate in her every day, month, and year in this way.

He never even thought of being separated from his daughter, let alone another person intervening between them.

I should be the one who is closest to my daughter.

——What kind of intimacy is it?

Yan Zhuo suddenly remembered that joke when he was a child.

"Let my daughter be your daughter-in-law when she grows up, okay?"

At that time, Yan Zhuo felt nothing wrong, but now Yan Zhuo was ten years older than that time, but still didn't feel anything wrong.

If you can stay together like that, that's fine.

Will suffice.

Yan Zhuo clenched his hands a little tighter until he was sweating faintly in his fist.He suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, his eyes were deep.

After the military training, high school life officially began.It was the first time for Kou Qiu to be a serious high school student, and he even felt a little strange, but soon, he was also shocked by such a highly concentrated curriculum.

High schools that rely on the number of questions to win never intend to let them go easily.

"If you laugh now, you will cry after the college entrance examination." The teacher who took up the physical education class on the podium vowed, looking at the wailing students below, "Do you know how much difference can be made by one point in the college entrance examination? ——That A playground full of people! Think about it, one point is a playground!"

In this case, children who are still in the first year of high school will not listen to it at all.They secretly exchanged glances with each other underneath, and a small note was passed around among the girls, and it was quickly passed around.

[I heard that there is a physiology and hygiene class today? 】

[Well, there is.It seems that men and women come up separately. 】

At such an age, when this kind of thing is mentioned, it is still a little embarrassing.The girl who wrote it at the beginning blushed, and wrote with a thin pen: [Actually, I really want to hear what the boys say...]

【Oh,】 Another girl covered her face, 【Don't say that, it's so perverted. 】

But in her heart, the same idea was secretly hidden.

After all, it is the age when men and women are curious about each other.

Boys from all grades were gathered together for class, and when Kou Qiu and Yan Zhuo arrived, the room was already full of noisy voices.He stepped over the legs of several boys placed in the aisle and said, "Excuse me."

"It seems that there is no place to sit anymore?" Wang Dong stretched his head, looking around, "There is no place..."

Before he finished speaking, a boy sitting by the aisle suddenly removed the schoolbag on the table.He didn't look at others, his eyes were fixed on Kou Qiu, and he said, "This classmate, do you want to come in and sit?"

"Ok?"

Kou Qiu was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the other party——Sheng's eyebrows were straight, and it was already one of the few faces in this school. It seemed that he had met several times before, but he didn't know the name.

"Is there no one here?"

"No," said the boy, standing up to make room for him, "do you want to sit?"

"..."

Kou Qiu looked at Yan Zhuo, who was following behind him expressionlessly, but still smiled and refused, "Thank you, let's find a place where two people are connected together."

Brother Yan didn't speak, but his heart suddenly blossomed.

Well, that's pretty much it.

How could his baby girl sit with a strange boy?

But at this moment, a beep suddenly sounded in Kou Qiu's mind.The system said: [Abba, the mission target has appeared, right next to you. 】

Kou Qiu: […]

next to me...

Do you mean the big brother who wanted me to sit next to you just now?

Senior officer Kou said: [Azai, why didn’t you say it earlier? 】

The system felt guilty for a few seconds, but still insisted on defending, [Sooner or later makes no difference!Anyway, he hasn't started scumming yet, why don't you just abuse him casually? 】

Kou Qiu: […]

Heck.

How can this be abused casually.

He looked at the boy he had just rejected, and thought about the task he had to complete. Although he didn't know how to abuse him, he couldn't even know the name of the scumbag, right?

Senior Kou had no choice but to say, "Forget it, classmate, I'll just sit in. Hey, that, what's your name?"

"..."

Yan Zhuo's expression in the back suddenly turned cold, and the smile on the corner of his lips almost couldn't hold back.

What's the matter?

When he is dead?