Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Having plans for other people's children, Qiu Zhen felt quite obedient when he was a student, and he obediently accepted the inspection with his homework on weekends.

Mr. Xia took a closer look with his presbyopic glasses on, showing a satisfied expression. Compared with a year ago, he did not know how much better.

"I have to practice and read at the same time. There is nothing in my stomach, and the words I write have no soul."

Qiu Zhen couldn't see something as mysterious as "soul". His appreciation of characters was only in shape, and it looked good when it looked comfortable.

As usual, Bi Xia finished writing a piece of writing and went upstairs. Mr. Xia glanced at the door to make sure that Bi Xia had gone far away, so he quietly asked Qiu Zhen: "Does Dongdong have a good relationship with girls at school?"

"No, how is it possible, he never violated school rules."

"Then you don't know him well. He must not violate the rules because it is unnecessary. If there is someone you really like..."

Old Mr. Xia snorted, acting like you don't understand him better than I do.

Qiu Zhen tentatively asked, "Grandpa, don't you object to him falling in love?"

"It's useless to object to this kind of thing. It's better to avoid it than to block it. It's better to take this opportunity to let him learn how to manage a relationship."

"If you have someone you like, you can go after it boldly. Don't worry about your school rules. They are written for others to read. Be careful."

Qiu Zhen feels that Mr. Xia is worthy of being an educator. See how advanced this concept is, but he doesn't know if he will be expelled from the teacher's school after knowing his thoughts on Bi Xia in the future.

Judging from Teacher Xia's reaction, it is likely that she didn't know that Bi Xia liked boys.

"What if Bi Xia finds someone who you are not satisfied with?"

"How come, we don't like it, how could Dongdong like it?" Mr. Xia sighed: "But if he really likes it, he lives his own life, so what else can he do."

This is non-interference, Qiu Zhen knew it well.

Bi Xia basically didn't live here during the summer vacation, and there was no mosquito net on the bed. Although the temperature was not too high tonight, they still turned on the air conditioner.

After washing up, Qiu Zhen came out covered in steam, wiping his head with a towel in his hand.

While slowly wiping his head, he glanced at the bed from the corner of his eye. Bi Xia was leaning against the bed and reading an original book.

"How much is the air conditioner?"

"24." The current temperature is also the temperature that Qiu Zhen likes.

But Qiu Zhen picked up the remote control and pressed it up twice: "26."

He still remembered the last time he kicked the quilt and Bi Xia caught a cold.

Bi Xia paused with his hand that was about to turn the page, and looked up at him: "There are two quilts."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Why didn't he come up earlier and "accidentally" wet one while Bi Xia was taking a shower?

When Qiu Zhen walked to the bed, Bi Xia put the book away, put the gray pillow behind him aside and lay down to sleep.

Qiu Zhen consciously turned off the lights and lay down next to him, and in a trance he had another illusion that they had been like this for many years.

Every day, Bi Xia waited for him on the bed reading a book, but he couldn't hold back the thought any more. Qiu Zhen felt his heart burn at the thought, so he suddenly lifted the quilt and got into Bi Xia's bed.

Before Bi Xia could react, Qiu Zhen wrapped the man in his arms with hands and feet, and put his head on his shoulder, perfect.

"you--"

"Sleep together." After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes guiltily and deliberately controlled his breathing, creating an illusion of "I'm sleepy".

Bi Xia took a deep breath and gave a slight warning: "Qiu Zhen."

Qiuzheng pretended not to hear.

Bi Xia said, "I like boys."

Qiu Zhen still didn't open his eyes. He could control his breathing, but he couldn't control his heartbeat. The increasingly rapid heartbeat exposed his thoughts.

He almost blurted out "me too".

"To some extent, you are the opposite sex to me."

Qiu Zhen was a little confused, what do you mean?He didn't even bother to pretend to be asleep.Let go of your hand and move closer to Bi Xia's face, trying to see Bi Xia's expression clearly with the faint light from the window.

They were so close, Bi Xia still had that calm tone: "It shouldn't be that close."

Qiu Zhen was a little uncertain about his attitude. He didn't dare to speak out, and he couldn't pretend that he didn't understand. He was afraid that Bi Xia would be angry, so he had to compromise and test: "Aren't we friends?"

"Yes, we are friends."

Also just friends.

Qiu Zhen read his subtext, and his heart went cold. Just now, it was bubbling and bubbling like a crater, and the red magma was full of love, but now it is like falling into an ice cave.

Did Bi Xia see that he was rejecting him?

Qiu Zhen no longer remembered how he picked up the quilt and covered it again, he clearly realized that feelings are not his business alone.

He likes Bi Xia, but Bi Xia may not like him.

But he didn't want to give up.

He should be thankful that Bi Xia likes boys, he was not born with the wrong gender after all.

After tidying up his emotions, the sound of breathing around him has gradually stabilized, but Qiu Zhen knew that he was not asleep.

"Grandpa just said that he has no objection to our falling in love."

Different people understand these words to have two meanings. Qiu Zhen's mind is not pure, so it is also intentional to say so.

"It's better to be blocked than to be sparse."

He said the same thing as Mr. Xia, and both their grandfather and grandson knew each other's thoughts clearly.

"He also said that you don't fall in love just because you don't have someone you like."

"Ah."

After all, it was late, and he kept his eyes closed, Bi Xia's voice was a little sleepy, but Qiu Zhen was still awake: "Let's talk if we have it?"

Bi Xia seemed to be really sleepy. This time, he didn't answer for a long time. It was so long that Qiu Zhen thought he was asleep before he heard him whisper: "...Look at him."

To see him.

Qiu Zhen pondered for most of the night before falling asleep, dreaming that when he arrived at school in the morning, the old class suddenly brought a paper and said that he had to take an exam. Amidst the wailing, Qiu Zhen read the composition questions first.

Different from the previous material composition questions, this time there are only two simple words: look at him.

Lao Ban grinned grimly and said to him, if you can’t write more than [-] characters, don’t even think about dating Bi Xia, and then took Bi Xia away in front of him.

Qiu Zhen was so shocked that he reached out to grab it, but it was in vain.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark, and the people around me were lying down. Qiu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, it was all a mess.

These two words are nothing more than to see whether the other party wants it or not.Qiu Zhen felt a little uncomfortable, because it was not Tao's "he".

He cherishes in every possible way the person he doesn't know or even dare to say he likes, and gives the initiative to others. When Qiu Zhen thinks of that scene, he feels a throbbing pain in his heart.

Qiu Zhen was so upset that he couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up and went out to buy breakfast. He tiptoed to get dressed, took the toiletries and went to the bathroom outside the bedroom, and lowered the volume of getting up to a minimum.

Maybe it was because he slept late yesterday, or maybe he was used to Qiu Zhen's presence, but Bi Xia really didn't wake up, when he really opened his eyes, there was nothing around him.

Bi Xia stretched out his hand to probe, it was cold.

They were pushed away, and Qiu Zhen asked him with fried dough sticks and tofu nao in his hand, "Do you want to eat it in bed?"

Bi Xia shook his head, and Qiu Zhen persuaded him: "Trust me, it's very cool, go to the window bed after eating, and sleep back in the cage, how comfortable it is."

Bi Xia still refused, Qiu Zhen looked a little regretful, and went out again with breakfast: "Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

Qiu Zhen went out for a walk, and came back full of food and drink and was a little sleepy, but he didn't have a serious class for the previous week, so he had to make up his homework.

Fortunately, it is very different in school. He still has food for thought when he does his homework at home. Every time Qiu Zhen writes a few words, he has to look to the side. At noon, he still had the English paper in his hand.

After the division, their homework was different, and Qiu Zhen had nowhere to copy it, so they had to do their homework honestly in the afternoon.

In the evening self-study, Qiu Zhen pretended to hold a water glass and went up to the second floor to fetch water. He looked around the door of the fourth class for a long time but didn't see anyone he wanted to see.

It was a roommate who saw him and said hello: "Brother Qiu."

Qiu Zhen called to him: "I'm looking for Bi Xia, is he not there?"

The man scratched his head: "I don't know, he seems to have left class just now."

Qiu Zhen took out a candy from his pocket and threw it to him: "Thanks."

No one was found, and he didn't want to drink water anymore. Qiu Zhen returned the same way, and when he reached the stairs, he found that Bi Xia and his new tablemate had come up together.

Shangguan Lu Yuan didn't know what he was talking to him, he didn't even look at the road, he stumbled on the steps, Bi Xia raised his hand to help him.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was interrupted before he could say thank you.

"Where have you been."

Bi Xia and Shangguan Lu Yuan raised their heads at the same time, while Qiu Zhen stood above them, looking down at them, with the backlight so that they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Just as Bi Xia was about to explain, he stepped down again and stood between them to separate them: "I came up to look for you, but you're not here."

"Student council meeting."

Shangguan Lu Yuan finally got his attention: "Then what is he going to do?"

"I'm also a member of the student council."

"Oh," Qiu Zhen suddenly realized, "do something."

Shangguan Lu Yuan: "..."

Although this is true, why does this person speak in a strange way?

Bi Xia interrupted them: "New school year recruits."

"Oh."

Qiu Zhen didn't care about the content of the meeting at all. What he cared about was that he couldn't find anyone from Bi Xia, but Shangguan Lu Yuan came back with him.

Just now he was standing at the top of the stairs watching Bi Xia go to help the person, and he clenched the railing tightly to control himself from rushing down to separate them immediately.

He wanted to hug Bi Xia into his arms in front of everyone, and hug him tightly, it would be best to melt into his flesh and blood, and he went crazy thinking about it.

Under the dim light, at the corner of the stairs, Qiu Zhen and Bi Xia stood face to face, looking at each other quietly. Shangguan Lu Yuan said he was going back to hand in his homework and left first. Now it was only them.

Qiu Zhen gritted his teeth lightly, his eyes lingered on his mouth for a moment and then moved away: "Do you want to eat candy?"

He took out the last candy in his pocket, peeled it open and handed it over.

Bi Xia reached out to take it, but Qiu Zhen bypassed his hand and brought it directly to his lips. Bi Xia stared at Tang fixedly, and only opened his mouth after a while.

Qiu Zhen withdrew his hand and twirled his fingers, recalling the touch just now, it was really soft.

Just now he was a little stimulated, and evil thoughts surged out in the darkness of night, his mind was full of invisible thoughts.

Qiu Zhen originally thought that if Bi Xia didn't accept his feelings, he could let go slowly. If he likes someone, he should see him happy. Sister Wang taught him to be tolerant since he was a child.

But now Qiu Zhen knew that he couldn't do it, he couldn't bear to watch Bi Xia get close to anyone but him.

By his side, beside his pillow, can only be me.

Qiu Zhen indulged himself, it felt like this, but he didn't know what it would taste like.

In addition to being soft, maybe sweetness is added.

Qiu Zhen didn't dare to look into Bi Xia's eyes, he was afraid that Bi Xia would know, and even more afraid that he would avoid him.

Bi Xia raised his hand and brushed his collar: "It's reversed."

Qiu Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he held his wrist with his backhand. When the class bell rang, Qiu Zhen said, "Wait for me..." He paused for a moment before saying, "I'll come to you when get out of class is over."

"Ah."