Chapter 42: Ever been kissed?

For a moment, Yu Fan's body went numb.

He could feel Chen Jingshen pulling and rubbing in his hair. Long, skinny fingers were warm and hot, rubbing a little bit of something even hotter than Summery into his head.

Yu Fan stared at his dark eyes, strained his face, and after several seconds squeezed out a hard voice: "Who ...... cares what you like? I want to cut."

Chen Jingshen swept a glance at his gloomy face, which was redder than the moonflower planted in the school flowerbed, and raised his eyebrows without saying anything.

Yu Fan thinks it's not enough: "I'll go back and cut it today."

Chen Jingshen pursed his lips.

"I pushed all ......" Yu Fan's words just fell, a familiar feeling of foreboding rose up. He frowned, without emotion and asked word for word, "Chen Jingshen, are you going to fucking laugh again."

"No." Chen Jingshen jerked his hand away and quickly lowered his head back down to look at his phone, so low that Yu Fan could only see half of the side of his face.

Her hair was suddenly loosened, and the dreary air was cool even as it burrowed in.

This inexplicable feeling of emptiness only lasted for a second, Yu Fan quickly reacted, suddenly half stood up, came over and hooked Chen Jingshen's neck with his upper hand, and broke his face with the palm of his hand.

Chen Jingshen dodged a bit, and Yu Fan didn't break back at first. But then Chen Jingshen's strength suddenly loosened, letting him turn his face away.

You're not laughing?

"You thought I wouldn't beat you up because I didn't make a move on you through the cell phone a few times before, right?" Yu Fan cupped his face from below with one hand, questioning fiercely, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Jingshen The corners of his mouth were torn off, his expression rare and vivid, "Thought about your bald head for a moment."

"Well," Yu Fan circled his neck a little harder, "then when I shave, you'll be around to give me a good laugh, and no one will be allowed to go to school until it's over. ......"

"And," Chen Jingshen lifted his eyelids to look at him, eyes smiling, "Yu Fan, your neck is so red."

"......"

Chen Jingshen is yanked over to him, their faces too close together, and Chen Jingshen's exhale as he speaks sweeps very lightly across Yu Fan's chin.

"I'm like this when I'm angry." In the middle of the day, Yu Fan, his neck and ears and face hot, said expressionlessly, "I'm even redder when I punch someone, do you want to see it?"

Chen Jingshen blinks in silence for a moment, a little heartfelt, before moving his lips a few seconds later-

Yu Fan ordered through gritted teeth, "Say you don't want to."

Chen Jingshen: "Don't want to."

Yu Fan cut the man loose and sat back down again, dripping with heat, and took a sharp swig of her green bean smoothie.

Forget it, just laugh, I don't want to see it, okay?

Chen Jingshen turned the game off and glanced at his collar, "Why did you button up your shirt."

Yu Fan Just remembered, no wonder it's so hot ......

He untied it skillfully with one hand and said, "It was cold before."

The cell phone rang a few times, Yu Fan picked it up and looked at it, it was from Zhang Xianjing, saying that their two tables were on duty today and asked him to go back and clean up the classroom.

"The parent-teacher conference is over, the people are gone." Yu Fan put away his cell phone, picked up the mineral water bottle he used to fill with cigarette ash, and touched the person next to him, "Go back to the classroom."

They were late and Zhang Xianjing and Ke Ting had already gone home after washing the blackboards and windows, leaving only the floor to be cleaned.

Yu Fan picked up the broom and threw it to Chen Jingshen: "You sweep, I'll go wash the mop."

They moved quickly and in the end only the hallway at the back of the classroom remained untouched.

The two of them, one carrying a broom and the other a mop, lazily moved out towards the corridor. Yu Fan had just taken a step in front of him when he heard a very low whisper next to him -

"I didn't think she'd go through my diary ...... oooh ...... What if my mom has to separate me from you?" The girl asked with a whimper.

"It's okay, even if your mom, your dad, your teacher ...... the whole world stops me and you from being together, as long as we like each other, we will definitely not be separated ...... you don't cry ah."

Yu Fan raised an eyebrow, thinking that the man's voice sounded a bit familiar.

As he turned his head, he saw Zhu Xu's robust back that belonged to a sports student.

At the end of the corridor, Zhu Xu has blocked his classmate in the dead end of the corridor.

The young couple, who had just been caught having an early love affair, pressed together intimately on the strength that no one else was around.

The golden crow falls in the west. They stood in the golden sunset and whispered for a while, then saw Zhu Xu talking more and more, his head went down more and more, Yu Fan didn't even have time to exit the stage, they kissed each other. The two figures were stacked together, Zhu Xu's head was a little crooked, and his hand was pressed onto the other's waist.

Both of their hands holding things tightened involuntarily.

Yu Fan came back to his senses, and just when he wanted to push Chen Jingshen into the classroom, the person behind him grabbed his clothes first, and yanked him backward. Yu Fan didn't control his footsteps and slammed into Chen Jingshen, and the two of them retreated back into the classroom.

A horn sounded downstairs, just enough to muffle the sound of the two of them, and there wasn't much movement out in the hallway, so they were probably still kissing.

The classroom was quieter than outside.

Feeling Chen Jingshen's line of sight, Yu Fan curled his fingers for a moment without turning back, a wave of unexplained nervousness bubbling up in his heart, clearly the distance between them in the stairwell just now was a little closer than now.

In the middle of the day, Yu Fan turns around, pushes the man without looking up, and whispers, "Let's go."

Chen Jingshen glanced outside, "The corridor isn't swept?"

"No more sweeping." Yu Fan yanks him, "...... home."

-

At night, Yu Fan sees Zhu Xu wailing in the discussion about being caught in early love with his young girlfriend.

[Zhu Xu: But we've made a pact that we won't let anyone affect our love!

Then can your love not affect others?

Yu Fan typed out this sentence, then thought about deleting it. Forget it, it will probably take half a day to send it out.

After nine o'clock, he waited for a video invite, so he cut out of the discussion group, clicked on someone's avatar, and sent a "?" to the person. .

Chen Jingshen quickly replied with a "?". .

Yu Fan had his hands full, so he simply called him.

Chen Jingshen answered after a while. He sat leaning back in his chair, looking much lazier than he usually did when he answered the video, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"No lecture tonight?" Yu Fan asked.

"Want to talk about it, but ......" Chen Jingshen paused for a moment, "You don't see what's missing?"

Yu Fan froze, "Less what?"

"I left too soon this afternoon and forgot my book bag."

"......"

Remembering the reason why he was in a hurry, Yu Fan squeezed his cell phone a little tighter, and the result was that the force was so great that the cell phone fell forward onto the table with a loud bang, out of control.

Grass.

Yu Fan hurriedly fished out the cell phone and said expressionlessly, "Oh. Then I'm hanging up."

"Talk for a while." Chen Jingshen said.

"......"

What do two guys have to talk about at night? Can't they talk during the day?

There was a sound of a door opening, Yu Fan subconsciously glanced towards the door, picked up his cell phone and headed for the balcony.

Chen Jingshen looked at the shaking night on the other end of the screen and asked, "Your family is back?"

Yu Fan hmmm'd, propped her hand up on the railing, and skillfully sat up on the balcony.

He suddenly remembered what he could talk to Chen Jingshen about.

He held his cell phone up in front of him and said, "Chen Jingshen, film your room for me."

Chen Jingshen froze in a rare way, then simply cut to the rear camera and moved the swivel chair a little to show him.

His room was similar to his desk, clean and tidy, with a cool color palette. The space is about the same size as Yu Fan's living room.

Yu Fan looked around, leaned on the security fence and said, "Move up."

Chen Jingshen paused and lifted his cell phone slightly.

Seeing what he wanted to see, Yu Fan narrowed his eyes and asked knowingly, "Wait, what's that black cloth covering the wall?"

The next second, Chen Jingshen cuts the camera back. He says with a pale face, "Camera."

"Why do you have this in your room?" Yu Fan asked, "Isn't it weird?"

"Get used to it. Just cover it with a cloth."

"Can't hear the sound?"

Chen Jingshen Hmmm, "No pickups."

That's okay.

It seems that Chen Jingshen doesn t seem to be as wimpy or unfree as he thought. That black cloth was covered tightly and regularly, and it looked like it was a long time down the line maneuver.

Yu Fan let out a lazy oh of unconscious relief.

After asking what he wanted to ask, he said, "Done talking, hang-"

"Yu Fan," Chen Jingshen suddenly called his name in the headset, "Have you ever been in love?"

"......"

Yu Fan's legs unconsciously curled up, and his newly relaxed features re-tensed.

Yu Fan has been a delinquent since his second year of junior high school, fighting, smoking and drinking, except for early love, a rebellious act of puberty, which he has never been involved in.

For no other reason than the fact that ever since he was a kid, he blushed whenever someone confessed to him. No matter when, no matter who the other person was.

Can I tell you about this? Can't.

"Of course, it's been talked about many times." Yu Fan sits up straight unnaturally, and adds stiffly when he's finished, "With women."

"Really?" Chen Jingshen lazily drooped his eyelids, unable to see any emotion, "Visiting Qin how to say you have not fallen in love early."

"Is it possible? I've talked about three ...... since grade school" Yu Fan paused.

He's inexperienced, but thirty or so is a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?

"Thirteen." He finished with a grimace, "Never been caught by a teacher."

Chen Jingshen : "Elementary school? What grade did you talk about?"

What is this called. It's called a lie that takes a million lies to fulfill.

Yu Fan wanted to smoke, but when he touched the cigarette box, he inexplicably remembered what Zhu Xu said in the discussion group ...... that day, so he endured it.

He couldn't help his eyes wandering as he made up the story, and drifted to the awards on the wall of the house, and was inspired--

"Fourth grade, at summer camp." Yu Fan says, "The one you saw last time, Phi what summer camp, remember? Didn't I get an award? It said I was helpful."

"......"

Yu Fan didn't notice that the expression of the person in the video suddenly became a bit of a one-liner, and continued to make up, "The one I helped, just my first girlfriend."

"......"

There was a moment of silence on the video, Yu Fan waited half a day and frowned, "Did you hear that."

"I heard." After a long time, Chen Jingshen only spoke, "How long did it take to talk, and what kind of ...... elementary school student was the other party."

"Why do you have so many questions?"

To be honest, Yu Fan had forgotten about it.

There had been so many changes in his family that he remembered very little before his first year. Or rather he resists remembering.

After all, there was another person who existed in his life a long time ago. Once that person was gone, he began to subconsciously not think about anyone or anything from before.

He stared at the award for a moment, and could only vaguely remember--

"A crybaby, I guess." Yu Fan said, "It's been too long ago to remember."

"This way."

Having finished his story, Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to lean back against the security fence--

"And has there been any kissing?"

"......"

The iron mesh was electrified, and Yu Fan sat up straight when he touched it.

Thirteen conversations and no kisses. That doesn't make any fucking sense, does it?

Yu Fan blinked about ten times before stiffly squeezing out a single syllable, "...... Uh-huh!"

Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows, "With that elementary school student too?"

Is it possible? Elementary school kids don't know shit.

But Yu Fan didn't want to make up another fucking relationship history, so he added, "...... hmmm."

Chen Jingshen curled his fingers and pressed them against the tip of his nose, "How did you kiss so small ......?"

"How the fuck can I kiss you? Kiss as hard as you can! Kiss the lips of the mouth to break the kiss ......" Yu Fan closed his eyes and could not go on, "Why are you asking this?"

Chen Jingshen was quiet for a moment and said honestly, "I've never kissed before, so I'm curious."

Guess I know you haven't kissed, you stinking study boy.

Yu Fan made up the story so much that he believed it himself, and when he looked at Chen Jingshen, he even looked down on the novice with a little bit of contempt from the veteran. As I watched, I couldn't help but move my eyes downward.

Chen Jingshen The nose is very high, one's own afternoon when strangling his neck almost touched. Then the lips are very thin, the line looks a little cold, kissing up is probably not very - I am sick, right?

Yu Fan was blindsided by this thought of his own, and his entire body stiffened even more than when he had just made up the story.

His cell phone dinged, and Wang Luan sent him a message inviting him to play a game.

The mouth that was staring suddenly touched up and down, and Yu Fan hung up the video without saying a word in a panic before the other person could speak.

[s:?

[S: How did you guys break up afterward.]

Yu Fan wiped his face and looked down to touch his cigarette case, smoking a cigarette before regaining his composure.

[-: Breaking up is a sad past, why do you keep asking?]

[-: Playing games to go, then back to Lahey.]

Tonight's game Yu Fan played very seriously, and it was rare for him to fight with his brothers until two o'clock in the night.

This caused him to put down his phone and as soon as he touched his pillow, his entire body drifted off to sleep.

Yu Fan has been dreaming almost every night for years.

Aside from a few light dreams, the rest of the dreams were pretty much the same, the only difference being that he won or lost the fight. Some of them are past events, some are imagined.

Even a few months ago, in his dreams, it was either him or Yu Kaiming who died. He had to lie on his bed for a while after waking up to be sure if he was awake or out of body.

It wasn't until the beginning of the new semester that his dreams of this kind suddenly tapered off again. He began to have very simple and easy to understand dreams.

Like tonight--

He dreamed that in the stairwell of the laboratory building, Chen Jingshen was sitting on the steps with his head down, smothering a smile, while he himself leaned over, strangled Chen Jingshen's neck, and forced Chen Jingshen to look up.

Chen Jingshen let him have it, and the moment he looked up he also raised his hand, sinking it into his hair and holding him down-

Chen Jingshen rubbed his face in silence, then his nose, and finally touched his lips.

......

-

Early the next morning.

Chen Jingshen Just as he entered the classroom, he felt someone viciously gouge him.

He looked over as if he felt something, just in time to see his desk-mate throw the long-lost varsity jacket over his desk, and his whole head fall back.

Chen Jingshen sat down in his seat and raised his hand to knock on the desk next to him, "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

No one answered.

After a few moments, Chen Jingshen put the temporarily finished homework into his hand, "Get up and catch up on your homework."

No one answered.

When it was time for morning reading, Zuo Kuan came from the class next door and said he was too sleepy, so he asked them to go for a smoke before class.

Wang Luan: "Shh, keep it down. We're going, Yu Fan is asleep. ......"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Yu Fan sat up in miso, casually stuffed his cigarettes into his pocket, and stood up in silence.

The person who usually has to kick Chen Jingshen's chair to make him get out of the way, today his head turned right without looking back, stepped on the chair with a leap, and directly flipped the window out of the classroom, muffled towards the restroom.

Wang Luan, Zuo Kuan: "?"

Chen Jingshen : "......"

See, it's not really sleeping, it's ignoring him.

Ten minutes later, morning reading began.

The language representative was still inquiring with the language teacher about which lesson to read today, when Chen Jingshen reached over with his arm and touched the person next to him.

The next second their arms were pressed together, Yu Fan whooshed and withdrew his hand.

Chen Jingshen : "......"

Clamping his pen against his desk, he turned his head and asked, "Did I piss you off?"

His deskmate didn't move a muscle, stared at his textbook, and said indifferently, "No."

Chen Jingshen swept a glance at his reddened ears, "Then why are you angry with me so early in the morning."