young as the wind

Boy 47

On Monday, the wound on Jiang Luo's face was almost healed, he didn't put on the bandage anymore, it was too conspicuous.

But obviously, in the eyes of Ye He with 5.1 eyesight, they are all the same.

At that time, Ye He was going up the stairs while playing with the boys in his class. They had just finished their physical education class, and all of them were still bleeding. They made loud voices, crying to be Ye He's brother.

"I want to be your mother's son, or your godson."

"Your mother is too open-minded, ah, so envious!"

"..."

Ye He took off a hand that was on his shoulder, "It's almost enough, I've been shouting all morning, and I can't be a son if I shout again, you can call me daddy."

"No, it's the next generation, no."

Ye He laughed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw Jiang Luo walking into the class in front of the corridor, his profile flashed past, he saw the injury under his eyes, he was stunned, and slapped Zhou Xiangyang to grab his hand , "You guys go up first, I'll find Jiang Luo."

Zhou Xiangyang rubbed the back of his hands and muttered, "Looking again? You don't see each other every day, you look for it too often."

Ye He ignored him and left directly.

Zhou Xiangyang clicked his tongue, and said to the boy beside him, "If Jiang Luo wasn't a boy, I would have thought Ye He had taken a fancy to him."

"Tell me, does he look for Jiang Luo every day, after class, after school, and in evening self-study..."

"Fuck, it's really basic."

The boy almost died of laughter, "Hahahaha, you're pretty gay too, you smell so jealous."

Zhou Xiangyang: "Roll, am I the same as him?"

Ye He ran into Jiang Luo's class familiarly, and sat down at Jiang Luo's front table, "Jiang Luo."

Jiang Luo was lowering his head to pack his desk pocket, when he heard the voice startled, "Huh?"

As soon as he raised his head, Ye He immediately stood up, lay down on his table and stared at his face from a close distance, "How did you do it! Such a deep gash! Got into a fight?"

Jiang Luo pressed his forehead and pushed back, "It's too close, my eyes hurt."

Ye He still stared, "How did you do it!"

Jiang Luo: "Not careful."

Ye He didn't believe it, "Why did you accidentally get it?"

Jiang Luo made up something casually, "Pen, I fell asleep and I stabbed it while still holding the pen in my hand."

Ye He frowned, and leaned closer to Jiang Luo's face, "Liar, I was stabbed with a pen, it's not like this."

Jiang Luo had no choice but to pinch Ye He's neck, "Okay, don't ask, it's not a big deal."

Ye He was pinched twice so suddenly that his neck was stiff, and he quickly stood up straight, with a somewhat unnatural expression, "Oh, oh, don't ask if you don't ask."

He thought about the action just now, it was a bit like pinching a cat, pinching the neck of fate, Ye He was embarrassed and wanted to laugh afterwards, coughed, "Have you been to the hospital? ... It is so deep, there must be a scar."

Jiang Luo: "You also kept yours."

Ye He: "I'm the neck, but it's not obvious."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of one thing, and looked carefully at the location of the injury, na na, "You have a scar here, and you seem to be quite handsome, you really know how to choose a place."

Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing, leaning back on the chair, he couldn't help laughing, "Why are you paying attention so strangely?"

"I want it, I'll draw one for you."

Ye He pouted and refused, "I don't want it, I don't even have moles on my face, so I don't want scars."

Jiang Luo took a look, it was true, he hadn't noticed it before, he looked down and saw a small red mole on Ye He's Adam's apple, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You have one on your throat."

Ye He touched it, "I know, my mother told me before that the place where the mole grows is the fatal injury in the previous life."

He made a gesture, "So I had a terrible death in my previous life. I was shot, beheaded, and hanged, right?"

Jiang Luo pressed his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, people don't have past lives."

Ye He: "Oh, I know, this is just for fun. How about you, is there any mole on your body that is more deadly?"

Jiang Luo: "...there is one on the heart, and it is also red."

Ye He put his elbows on Jiang Luo's desk and propped his chin, "We all died miserably in our previous lives, so in this life..." He suddenly remembered Jiang Luo's father and closed his mouth.

Jiang Luo rubbed his hair, "People don't have past lives." He took out a lollipop from his pocket, "Do you want to eat it? Strawberry flavored."

Ye He quickly took it, "Strawberry tastes very sweet." He tore it several times, but he didn't tear off the plastic paper wrapped in sugar. His nails hurt, and he was a little angry, and muttered: "I hate tearing this the most. , what are you doing so hard?"

Jiang Luo was funny, so he tore off the plastic paper with Ye He's hand, "You are too weak."

Ye He stuffed the candy into his mouth, and said vaguely: "No, I just can't tear this thing apart, it's annoying to me."

He bit the candy, frowned and clicked his tongue again, "This stick is even more annoying!"

Jiang Luo was about to laugh angrily, eating a piece of candy could make him so childish, he rummaged through the table pocket, took out a small pair of scissors, "Come on, I'll cut it for you, and you still talk so much while eating."

Ye He really stretched his head over, "Cut it, hurry up."

Jiang Luo laughed, and flicked the stick, "What are you cutting, I chewed it to pieces."

"I hate biting even more! Toothache."

Jiang Luo raised the hand that had just been put down, gently grabbed the stick, "spit it out, and give it back to me."

Ye He clenched his teeth and said, "The nest is all gone, so I won't return it."

Jiang Luo smiled, "Then do you want to talk?"

Ye He: "Stop talking."

Jiang Luo let go of his hand, "Class is about to start, let's go up."

Ye He turned around and looked at the clock next to the podium, "There are still 5 minutes."

Jiang Luo: "Isn't your class a routine quiz?"

Ye He opened his eyes wide and jumped up immediately, "I forgot! Let's go, the director has recently gone through menopause and has a very bad temper."

"Run slowly, be careful not to fall, the stick will hit your throat."

That would be a fatal injury, Jiang Luo smiled and shook his head, the mole on his throat is not a good mole, his grandma always said before, because his uncle had one on his throat, it was black, Ye He's was red , better.

But it's all superstition, and he doesn't believe in it either.

After Ye He left for a while, Jiang Luo's relaxed and happy mood faded, turning into a white mist, sinking in his heart, powerless, tired, and confused.

He froze for a while, then turned his head to look out the window, there was nothing outside, the empty playground, even the trees and grass looked lonely, it was cold in winter, except for the two windows facing the front and back doors of the classroom, all others were closed , Jiang Luo opened a small slit, only blowing to him alone.

The wind was very cold, squeezed in through this gap, blowing Jiang Luo, a few locks of short hair were blown up, brushing the scars at the corners of the eyes, a fine itching sensation, he was tall, but thin, sitting like this, looking lonely.

At the age of teens, when everyone was in their literary youth, a few girls at the first table met and whispered to another girl who was doing homework on the table, "Hey, look at your god, you have a super feel ah."

The girl blushed immediately, and quickly glanced at Jiang Luo, "Keep your voice down, he heard you."

Her friend laughed and said, "Isn't that good? Let's see what his attitude is."

The other also echoed: "Yeah, yeah, haven't you liked him for a long time, and never thought of confessing anything? Jiang Luo is much better than the boys in the class, with a good temper, gentle, and being his girl Friends must be very happy."

The girl bit her lip and laughed, "Okay, stop talking nonsense."

The movement of the few girls was not small, and they sang and booed at the back. Many students looked over and said, "Why are you so happy?"

"None of your business, none of your business."

The girl twirled the pen a few times, but still couldn't help but sneak a look in Jiang Luo's direction, and found that he was still in the same posture and hadn't changed, so she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Why not take a look?

The New Year's Day party was scheduled for the night of the 31st. During self-study the night before, Ye He and Zhou Xiangyang went to Jiang Luoban to play. The girls in their class danced Korean dances. They wore shorts and vests. Cute, Zhou Xiangyang got excited when he heard about it, just as Ye He was about to go down, he hurriedly followed.

"I heard that the girl who leads the dance has a very good figure and doesn't have a boyfriend yet."

Ye He jumped down the last two stairs, "I want to fall in love early."

Zhou Xiangyang sighed, "I think so, but if my mother finds out, she can beat me to death, so forget it, and just go and appreciate it."

Ye He patted him, "You can ask for a contact information now, and confess your love after the college entrance examination."

Zhou Xiangyang laughed, "It's not that far yet."

"I just join in the fun, nothing else."

Ye He was surprised, raised his eyebrows and said: "I thought you saw one and liked the other, and you liked the other and confessed to the other."

Zhou Xiangyang: "Fuck? Is that how you look at me?"

Ye He laughed, "You look more like a scumbag."

Zhou Xiangyang: "...?"

He touched his face, "I can't."

Mingming has beautiful features and is very upright. His mother said he is more handsome than his father when he was young.

Jiang Luoban was a bit noisy and noisy. Ye He and Zhou Xiangyang walked in and found that the boys were playing with the girls' lipsticks. They all had big red mouths and were extremely enchanting. "Do you think I'm beautiful? Am I beautiful?"

He blinked and twisted his waist, "Brother, don't run away, I don't look good, come to Xiang."

Zhou Xiangyang fucked me, and I was shocked, "What are you doing!"

When the boys saw him, they immediately pulled him over familiarly, "Come on, try it too, it's a different feeling! It's like having ointment on your mouth."

Zhou Xiangyang struggled, "I don't, my eyes are dead, don't touch me, Ye Xiaohe save me!"

Ye He laughed so hard that he went to find Jiang Luo, "Your class is so much fun, hahahaha."

Jiang Luo was still doing homework, he

I have to ask for leave for the second class to go to the tattoo parlor. Hearing this, he looked up and smiled, "Well, the girls are going to cry."

Ye He watched Zhou Xiangyang's eyes widened and his red lips wiped open, and he couldn't straighten his back from laughing, "Hahahahaha..."

Hearing his laughter, Jiang Luo couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Why don't you play around too."

Ye He was still smiling, and waved his hand, "No need, no need."

Zhou Xiangyang took a look at a girl's small mirror, and roared angrily, "It's over for you, don't even try to run away!"

As she said that, she threw herself on the nearest boy, pursed her lips and kissed him on the chin, and rubbed it hard.

The boy was stunned, "Fuck me?" Then he also laughed, and turned around to grab someone else to kiss.

The scene was very chaotic, the group of demons danced wildly, kissing whomever they caught, no, not kissing, but knocking, like iron mouth, bang bang, all mouths were swollen after playing for a while.

Ye He almost died of laughter, and grabbed Jiang Luo's hand, "Look, look, the two of them kissed to the lips, hahaha."

He stood up, "No, I have to find a lipstick to play with."

Jiang Luo was still copying words quickly, and when he heard the words, he replied, "Go."

Ye He looked at the horribly smeared lipstick with disgust on his face. He asked the girl, "Are there any new ones? I'll buy one and return it to you."

The girl wiped her tears from laughing, "It seems that Li Ting has one, I'll ask her."

Li Ting is the girl who likes Jiang Luo. She has fair skin, but her eyes are a little small. When she heard about it, she took out a new lipstick from her schoolbag and handed it to Ye He, "here, it's a pumpkin." colored."

Ye He took it, clasped his hands together and thanked, "I'll buy you an identical one, thank you."

Li Ting laughed, and said in a soft voice, "Okay."

Ye He took off the lipstick and happily went to mess with Jiang Luo, "Xiao Luoluo, new lipstick, don't be afraid, I'll put a little on for you."

Jiang Luo pushed his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't mess around, play with others, I still have to do my homework."

Ye He: "I specially found a new lipstick for you, just put it on."

Jiang Luo: "Speak well and don't act like a baby."

Ye He chuckled, broke away from Jiang Luo's hand, took the lipstick and wiped it on Jiang Luo's mouth, Jiang Luo reacted very quickly, and clasped Ye He's wrist again, "Go wipe Zhou Xiangyang."

Ye He twisted his wrist with difficulty, turned his head to look at Zhou Xiangyang, he was still fighting fiercely with several boys, his eyelids were covered with lipstick marks, and sighed, "Okay, then I'll wipe him off."

Jiang Luo was dubious, and slowly let go of his hand, "Go."

As soon as he let go, Ye He pounced on him again, Jiang Luo dodged back reflexively, the back of his head hit the wall, there was a bang, Ye He didn't hear it, took advantage of this opportunity, and drew several lines on his cheeks.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore." He straightened up, smiling happily and contentedly.

"I'm showing mercy to your palms. You can't be angry with me if you didn't paint your mouth." As he said that, he turned back the lipstick that had been unscrewed, and when there was still a point left, Jiang Luo stood up abruptly and pulled him directly threw him onto the seat, and looked down at Ye He, "It's my turn."

Ye He was thrown onto the chair, in a daze, he looked up at Jiang Luo, "Huh?..."

He felt his heart beating faster, fast and heavy, his heart was still hot, but not hot, just an indescribable feeling, sore, palpitations, and comfortable.

……

Fuck, so handsome.

Jiang Luo's action just now.

And what it looks like now.

Jiang Luo took the lipstick from his hand and spun it out, "I also have a temper."

Ye He's face turned red, but fortunately Jiang Luo was standing, blocking the light, so he couldn't see clearly, he hesitated and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm just playing."

Jiang Luo bent down and pinched his chin, "I'll play too."

He pressed the lipstick on Ye He's lips, and the two of them were very close, very close.

It was so close that the heart in Ye He's chest was about to jump out and fly to Jiang Luo.

Ye He saw the lipstick on Jiang Luo's face, the scars under the corners of his eyes, eyelashes, pupils, and himself inside, all looked very clear.

He held his breath and hurriedly lowered his eyes, "Are you alright?"

Jiang Luo: "What's the rush, I'll paint you a darker color."

Ye He kicked his legs, "Stop painting, get up, it's ugly."

Jiang Luo dodged, "Don't move, I'll draw a monster with a big mouth in a while."

Ye He endured, waited another three seconds, said nothing, Jiang Luo just finished painting, straightened up, "You go find a mirror?"

Ye He jumped up and ran away from Jiang Luo, "Oh!"

His ears are all red, fuck, it feels too oppressive to be trapped in his territory by Jiang Luo.

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Come here, I will update in the early morning and save manuscripts during the day, I am really smart, hahahaha

Thanks for the sparse words of the landmines, okay!

Quietly, I decided to write ABO for my next book, I wondered, sighed, why am I so nervous, but I decided to write it!Another chapter has been saved =-=

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—— "I'm Addicted to Your Pheromones"

Who knows that Xingzhou likes Nie Xingran, and spreads it out, "It's been a long time since we met, anyone can like Young Master Nie?"

Nie Xingran leaned on the chair, turning the phone idly, his beautiful eyes didn't even bother to show disdain.

His friend asked him: "Teach me a lesson? It's really annoying. Who knows what dirty thoughts are in his mind."

Nie Xingran also thought of something, put down his legs, "blocked the toilet and hit."

Friend: "Alright."

In fact, he didn't know Xingzhou at all, and he didn't know why his friend said 'anyone can do it', until he skipped class and went home to sleep, and when he came back over the wall in the afternoon, he bumped into a person, and all the homework books in that person's hand were scattered When it was on the ground, he bent down to help pick it up, and when he handed it over, he saw a pair of smiling, warm eyes, "Thank you."

There is a faint pleasant smell in the air, the smell of Qilixiang.

It is the pheromone of Xingzhou.

***

Like all ordinary people in the crowd, I fell in love with a star helplessly, hoped, longed, and chased unrealistically, until the star fell, I caught him, and he gave me one in return. Same like.

Nie Xingran, a child with a bad temper and easy to coax, Xingzhou Gong (probably a gentle and considerate under the bed, emmmmm on the bed~)

***

Many people are curious about what Nie Xingran's pheromone smells like, but no one has ever smelled it. Later, during his first estrus, he locked himself at home and made all preparations, but he couldn't handle the creature like a courier. Open the door with great effort, the pheromone is so strong that it will drown you.

Xing Zhou, who came out to work part-time during the summer vacation, smelled this smell and almost confessed his life, "You, your pheromone...does it smell like heroin?"

Nie Xingran: "...Get lost, Poppy."

Nie Xingran's pheromone is opium poppy, once you smell it, you can't quit it, you will be addicted, you will think like crazy, and you will like it.