After Peter finished speaking, the three fell into a strange silence.

It was Ned who bit the bullet and slowly raised his hand to break the atmosphere: "Fare, are you in the same class as us?"

"After I donated a laboratory building, yes, I became your classmate." Farr changed Peter's hair with his hand, "I'll see the teacher first, and I'll see you in class later."

Seeing the blond boy turn around and leave under the attention of everyone, Ned heaved a sigh of relief and elbowed his friend: "Peter, have you watched any strange TV series with Aunt Mei recently?"

"I just thought I had to say something..." and then spoke the truth out of nowhere.Peter turned sideways to avoid Ned's small movements, "Come on, Farr will come with the teacher soon, where do you think he will sit?"

"It's better not to be near 'Lightning'." Ned didn't care, "But if it's Farr, maybe 'Lightning' will ask him for an autographed photo in turn to curry favor with his girlfriend Alan."

Peter sat on his seat and looked around. There were still four vacant seats in the class, including an empty table on his right.He remembered that he was a thin boy who wore glasses and liked to wear long-sleeved shirts. He accidentally broke his leg when he was bullied by "Lightning" Flash Thompson last semester-Peter actually claimed to Thompson that "he broke it himself "I don't really believe this, but Peter himself is also one of the bullied members, so he can only report to the teacher as soon as possible when he sees it - he is still recovering from his injuries at home.

This means that there is a one-in-four chance that Farr will sit next to him. If he is lucky, he can see Farr's profile in class.

But, thought Peter, he usually doesn't have much luck.

When the blond boy really sat next to "Nerdy Parker" amidst the regretful sighs of the whole class—Peter heard Thompson swear a curse word—and winked at him, Peter subconsciously put the textbook upright to block it His overheated face.

It was as if Farr was destined to come to him.

When the teacher turned to write on the blackboard, Farr wrote a note to Peter: Why are you so blushing?Physical discomfort?

Peter covered his face with one hand to cool down, and wrote with the other hand: No! !I'll just wait! ! !

Then he looked up at Teacher Vincent who was reading from the textbook on the podium, and looked directly into the teacher's eyes as he used to take notes in every class, but there was a small note written under his hand: You can get used to Teacher Vincent's words. Is it the teaching method?He is not very innovative, but he explained the textbooks in depth.

Farr noticed that Peter had crossed out the last sentence several times when he unfolded it, as if he was trying to find a more objective word to describe him that would not hurt the teacher Vincent very much.

He replied: In other words, he is actually not suitable to teach a genius like you.

Peter smirked at "a genius like you" for a while, then carefully clipped the note into the book, tore a new piece of paper and wrote: I mean, the teaching quality here is definitely not as high as the school you used to, I'm worried Can you adapt.

Farr saw Peter's movements fully in his eyes, and he replied with a smile.

Their tricks weren't so hidden, at least Ned wasn't the first to notice. He also wrote a small note and rolled it up into a ball and threw it to Peter: Be careful, "Lightning" is watching you.

"——Peter." Teacher Vincent called his name, and just about to ask the student with the best grades in the class to answer this question, he found that the brown-haired boy seemed to be in a bad state, "...Do you have a toothache?"

Peter held the slip of paper that he hadn't had time to read in his palm, and nodded while covering his face with one hand under Thompson's malicious gaze.

"Go to the infirmary and have a look. The next time you encounter this situation, just raise your hand and tell me." Teacher Vincent kept his eyes on the new student, "Fare, do you want to try to answer this question?"

Peter paused when he walked to the back door, and couldn't help turning his head to look at his friend.The blond boy didn't look back but still seemed to notice his gaze. While standing up to answer the question, he gestured to him with his hands behind his back to signal him to continue walking out.

Peter has blind trust in his best friend.

Moreover, among so many people, only I know what he wants to say, just through such a small gesture.

Peter thought, walking quickly out to find an empty classroom to smooth out the creases on the paper.

"I'll get used to it. I have you."

Peter decided to stick this note into his diary for today.

……

After school on the first day back to school, the three of them went to Ned's house to play Lego together, on the second day they went to Peter's house, and on the third day it was Farr's new house.

"It's really close to my house." Peter looked up at the apartment building in front of him. They just passed by his door a few minutes ago, walking.

While waiting for the elevator, Farr took out the key from his pocket and gave it to Peter: "301, I live alone, you are welcome to come anytime. You can also use this as one of our secret bases."

"Cool!" Ned asked. "Did you live here all through school and only come back to the 'Gold Coast' during the holidays? Are you old enough to have to drive around the house? Your parents will reward you for your final grades." Is it a supercar?"

"When I'm on vacation, I choose to go out to play. Last vacation we went to...Egypt, right, Peter?" The blond boy patted Peter on the shoulder, "Speaking of supercars, in fact, the gift I prepared for Peter is One, but I'd like to make some modifications."

He took the lead out of the elevator to open the door. Peter dragged Ned and whispered: "I didn't have time to tell you, don't mention his parents, Farr only got a large inheritance from his parents."

Ned covered his mouth to keep himself from being too loud: "God, I don't know... No wonder you're so nice to him."

"Okay, friends, welcome to my personal spaceship." Farr looked at Peter with a gentle expression, "I hope you will like it."

Ned nudged Peter behind him, motioning him to go in first.

The reason Farr called his apartment "Personal Spaceship" was that he had drawn his own drawings and arranged it roughly according to Baldr's internal structure, which was very attractive to teenagers, at least Ned felt Looking at the frosted lines drawn on the glass coffee table in the living room as the control panel, I don't want to let go.

And Peter...

"Wow!!" The brown-haired boy almost jumped to the front of the transparent cubicle, "You prepared a laboratory for me?!"

"You said last semester that you wanted to do some biology experiments, but the school's equipment is not up-to-date." Farr pressed on the wall, and the glass door opened automatically. He beckoned his boy to go in and have a look, "Because it is very difficult to do experiments." Dangerous, so I have prepared for you all the protective measures I can buy, and passed the highest level of safety assessment. The equipment is based on the specifications of the MIT laboratory, and I think it should be able to meet your experimental needs for the time being. At the same time, in order to prevent If any accident happens to you doing the experiment alone, promise me that at least one of me or Ned will accompany you."

"Can we take a picture together and post it on my Facebook, Twitter, and IG?" Ned raised his phone and shook it, "Oh Farr, if you don't like taking pictures, let me take a picture with your 'spaceship'." OK."

Peter also took out his mobile phone and looked at him eagerly: "Fare."

The blond boy could only make a "please" movement under the boy's milky voice.

Can anyone really say no to Peter?

Farr opened the refrigerator and took out the donuts. He chose the strawberry flavored one and took a big bite, watching the brown-haired boy and his friend make funny faces at each other.

Anyway, he can't.

Peter just called his name softly, and he wanted to say yes to everything.

……

It was only after that day that Farr discovered that Peter liked to take pictures. He and Ned took more than 300 pictures.So after the midterms he gave Peter a camera and Ned a Star Wars LEGO.And Peter and Ned worked together to make a small program for him, and entered the dessert shops they tried all over Queens. The reviews of the two teenagers are the most precious and interesting part.

It happened that their special project this semester was to write a note after visiting the science exhibition. When the three of them divided the work, Peter was responsible for taking pictures, Ned searched and screened relevant materials from the Internet, and Farr made the PPT for the speech and acted as the keynote speaker.

This made Peter often practice his photography skills on campus with a camera.

"I heard that you still dare to secretly take pictures of my girlfriend, nerdy Parker." Without the football player in front of him who stopped him taking off his helmet, Peter knew it was definitely Thompson.

"I didn't." The brown-haired young man hugged his camera and protested softly, "If you don't want to be photographed by me, you should keep your girlfriend away from Farr."

Thompson reached out and snatched the camera from Peter's arms to look through it: "No? Then what is it? How dare you fucking take a photo of my girlfriend in a swimsuit?!"

The teenager, who was almost two sizes bigger than Peter, threw the camera to his follower, and punched Peter in the stomach himself—Peter suspected that Thompson had hit him directly in the stomach.

"Hey, Lightning! This kid doesn't seem to be trying to shoot Allen." The dark-skinned boy flipped back a few photos and whistled frivolously, "He's shooting Warlock!! Look at those golden eyelashes, I My girlfriend doesn't have such long eyelashes after putting on makeup."

"Give it back to me!" Peter barely got up, and when Thompson clenched his fists and swung at himself, he only knew to hold his head, close his eyes and shrink his shoulders to reduce the damage he suffered.

There was no pain, but there was a sound of someone falling to the ground.

"Give it back to him." It was Farr's voice.

Peter opened his eyes to see Thompson getting up from the ground.

The blond boy put his arms around Peter's shoulders, and Peter smiled at him with a pale face: "I'm fine, let's go, Farr." He tried to use his small body to block Farr in front of him.

"Did he hit you?" Fall asked, "I'll accompany you to the infirmary after I finish them off."

"You stand up for him? Do you know that he secretly took pictures of you?" Thompson waved away the hand of his follower, threw the camera to Farr, and grinned maliciously, "Only wearing swimming trunks."

Peter turned pale.

He felt that his stomach was clenched into a ball by an invisible hand, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Farr nodded and raised his eyebrows: "So I look like this in your camera? Your photography skills have improved a lot compared to the beginning, Peter." He circled the brown-haired boy back into his arms, "Now I Got it. Tell me, which one did you touch him?"

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