Chapter 50: [-: Classroom on the first floor of the lab building, roll over and return your stuff.]

It was Monday after the Dragon Boat Festival vacation, and the schoolyard was full of students early in the morning, ready for the flag-raising ceremony.

Wang Luan stood at the tail end of the queue of the seventh class of senior high school, sleepy and yawning.

Behind came a footsteps, Wang Luan pulling out the cell phone action of a beat, listless turn back: "I thought you do not come again l ...... me grass?"

"You need to speak louder." Feeling the others looking their way, Yu Fan walked to the end of the line and stood, saying lazily, "Try to make the school leaders hear you."

"Not ......" Wang Luan looked at the band-aids and bruises on his face, shocked, "the school next door blocked you?!"

"Nope, fought someone else."

"Who? Where is that man?"

"I don't know." Yu Fan tucked his hands in his pockets, "Maybe at one of the hospitals."

"......"

Wang Luan sometimes really admired Yu Fan, if he had been injured like this, he would have cried and gone home to complain to his parents, and then stayed at home for ten days and half a month to recuperate in name only.

But from the first year of high school until now, no matter how serious the matter was, he had never heard Yu Fan cry out in pain or complain. Yu Fan was silent, violent and defiant, taking it out on herself in her own way.

He always felt that Yu Fan had a toughness and fearlessness that most of his peers didn't have.

"What if the visiting qin sees it later?" Wang Luan asked.

"Already seen."

"What did you tell her?"

"Hit by a car."

"......"

Wang Luan could probably guess the look on Yu Fan's face at that moment. With a complicated expression, he couldn't help but look around Yu Fan's body, not only his face, but also the two arms exposed by the summer school uniform were bruised, Yu Fan's skin was white, so it looked a bit scary.

"Have you been to the hospital yet? No broken bones ......"

"Wang Luan."

Interrupted in mid-sentence, Wang Luan froze for a moment, "Ah."

"You look at me and don't talk." Yu Fan said.

Wang Luan: "What for?"

"Don't talk." Yu Fan frowned.

"......"

The two stood facing each other, wide-eyed for a moment.

Yu Fan looked at Wang Luan , and kind of wanted to yawn.

"What are you two doing?" Zuo Kuan stood in line with the next class, frowned and asked, "Hold your laughter challenge? I also ...... Yu Fan how did you get hurt?"

Wang Luan's eyes were tired of staring and he wondered what the fuck was going on.

He was just about to ask when he saw Yu Fan turn his head, "Zuo Kuan, look at me for a moment and don't say anything."

Zuo Kuan: "?"

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Zuo Kuan brought his two eyes together in the center, lifted his nose with his hand, and compared it to a cock-eye.

Yu Fan: "......"

Seeing that Yu Fan didn't retaliate, Wang Luan reached out to hold Yu Fan's shoulder and bent down to mimic someone dry-heaving, "yue!"

With one blow, Zuo Kuan rushes up and punches him: "Wang Luan, I'll fuck you up!"

Wang Luan immediately dodged, "Yueyueyue, I can't. I don't want to sit on this thing for the rest of my life! I don't want to sit on this thing for the rest of my life!"

Zuo Kuan : "Fuck you and fuck you!"

The two boys had a childish spinning chase with Yu Fan at the center.

Yu Fan: "......"

This farce was not ended until Zhuang Fangqin arrived.

Wang Luan ran out of breath and wiped off his sweat before he remembered to ask, "Yu Fan, what the hell does that mean?"

Yu Fan said expressionlessly, "Nothing."

He just wanted to see if he'd gotten the bug that staring at a guy long enough made him want to kiss the other guy.

But it doesn't seem to be.

Not to mention kissing, visiting the qin but one step later, he was afraid to hold back his fists.

So he, like, just wanted to kiss Chen Jingshen.

The thought flickered past only slightly before Yu Fan felt a subtle numbness in the back of his head and an indescribable feeling of exhilaration bubbled up. He pressed the knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, his hand hidden in his pocket, the subtle movement only he noticed.

The March of the Athletes abruptly stopped, signifying that the flag-raising ceremony would soon begin. Yu Fan glanced at the empty back and frowned.

"The schoolteacher is actually late?" Wang Luan looked back along with his sight piece and was surprised.

"Not late." Wu Cai in the front turned back, "He's going to be on stage today, right ...... Here, look, standing next to the podium."

Yu Fan immediately tiptoed over with a disinterested look on his face.

Next to the podium, Hu Pang led a few students to wait there, and Chen Jingshen stood on the second one.

I don't know why, although everyone said that Chen Jingshen used to go up to the podium with him, he actually didn't have much of an impression. However, when he looked over now, he felt that Chen Jingshen's quiet and straight silhouette was very familiar.

It seemed as if one did pass such a person before one went up to read one's review earlier. The person always brushed past him or her with a face full of detached coldness, and then at some point the person would incline his or her head-as he or she was doing now.

Chen Jingshen suddenly looked over, and they stared at each other across thousands of people.

Yu Fan was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "I'm just going to take a fucking look, is there such a coincidence?

He immediately looked away unnaturally and turned to raise the flag as the conductor on the stereo commanded him to do so.

Chen Jingshen was on the podium because he and several other students were recognized by Hu Pang as the "Sophomore Pacesetters". Because there were five students in one grade, it was too late for them to speak one by one, so only one student from each grade was allowed to give a speech.

The sophomore speaker is Miao Chen.

"Why isn't it the school bully's speech?" Wang Luan muttered from the front, "Hey, isn't that guy the one who came to the class last time looking for the school bully?"

"Yes." Wu Cai said, "Maybe Chen Jingshen himself didn't want to give a speech; in previous semesters it was Chen Jingshen who spoke on behalf of the academic champions."

Wang Luan : "Hu Pang is really fancy, learning to be a standard bearer, isn't that something you only get in elementary school?"

Yu Fan lifted his head lazily like a half-wit, staring at all the other people on the stage, but not at Chen Jingshen.

Miao Chen: "Teachers and students of South City Seven, good morning, I am Miao Chen from the fifth class of the second year of high school, and I am honored to be awarded the title of 'Grade Pioneer'... ..."

It's all the same thing, Yu Fan yawns.

After speaking for several minutes, Miao Chen suddenly changed her mind, "Actually ...... in the first semester of the first year of high school, I had listened to Chen Jingshen's speech as a model of learning in the first year of high school. Chen Jingshen students study hard, excellent grades, speech content impassioned, brilliant, all the time is always inspiring me ......."

Yu Fan's fingers in his pocket clenched slowly.

"That's why I have always taken fellow student Chen Jingshen as my learning target. I feel very happy to stand on the podium with him today. I will continue to work hard to improve myself so that I can be a role model for some of my classmates as well ......"

Chen Jingshen did not expect his name to be in Miao Chen's speech. He subconsciously glanced at Miao Chen, and when he retracted his gaze, he met a pair of cold eyes in the queue of their class.

Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows at him from afar, roughly meaning: what's wrong?

Yu Fan also gave him a middle finger from afar, roughly meaning: don't look at me. Roll.

-

When Chen Jingshen returned to the classroom, his classmate was already lying on the table.

He returned to his seat, stared at the back of that indifferent head for a moment, moved his pencil grip to the side, touched the back of his hand to the other man's arm draped over his desk, and was just about to say something--

"School bully, Miao Chen actually worships you so much? I actually didn't even see it before." Wu Cai said as he passed by their seats.

"That's for sure, you don't know how good the school bully is to his classmates. Even a non-studying bully like Yu Fan can bring it up, not to mention what's-his-name," Wang Luan said as he put his arm around Wu Cai's shoulder, "Sit back down, the qin visit is coming."

The two threw some sparks into the grass and patted their asses and sat back down.

Chen Jingshen When he turned back again, there were already a few more books between him and his table, and the meaning of drawing the 38th parallel was very obvious.

The flag-raising ceremony was delayed a little too long today, taking away time from the class meeting. The physics teacher entered the classroom holding her textbook.

"Yu Fan," Chen Jingshen turned the pen in his hand, ignoring the books in the center, and said lightly, "Miao Chen and I haven't spoken much."

"Class take out your textbooks." The physics teacher pushed up his glasses, "Don't talk to each other in class."

Chen Jingshen took out his physics textbook as his physics teacher looked on.

Turning around again, his tablemate had switched to a sleeping position with a headphone hanging from his ear.

Chen Jingshen: "."

Yu Fan slept straight through until the end of the school day.

Chen Jingshen put an extra copy of his notes on the "38th Parallel" and was about to wake someone up when someone outside the window suddenly called out his name.

"Chen Jingshen," Miao Chen, carrying a duffel bag, superbly winked at him, "Did the physics teacher tell you? Our school is arranging a competition intensive."

Chen Jingshen capped his pen and hmmm'd.

Miao Chen said, "Can we live in a dormitory then? I looked at the list, and I don't know the others very well ...... I can bring a little more food! Do you have any favorite-"

With a loud bang, the person sitting in the middle of them suddenly got up and sat up straight, his chair shifted back, and the ear-splitting sound of friction cut off Miao Chen's later words.

Yu Fan took his cell phone out of the drawer and stood up, looking out the window with an expressionless face.

"Jean Jean." He said.

Yu Fan's eyelids would be cold and hard and taut when he woke up, looking particularly fierce. Miao Chen was so frightened that she nodded her head and moved to the side to make room.

Yu Fan steps on his chair and goes out the window without looking back.

Didn't even look at Chen Jingshen from the moment he woke up to the moment he left.

"Does he, does he always leave the classroom like this?" Miao Chen gripped the shoulder strap of her school bag in fear and watched Yu Fan disappear down the corridor, "And I just saw that he seemed to have just woken up from a nap? Doesn't the teacher care?"

There were still students on duty around, Miao Chen lowered her voice and poked her body into the window a little bit, "By the way, I've been wanting to talk to you before ...... I've heard that he seems to have a bad personality, and he can hit people, you know?"

"He was also on the podium with you, but he was reading a review ...... Why don't you apply to the teacher to change your seat? The teacher should be willing to change it for you."

"Ah, I haven't finished asking what I just said, do you have any favorite food ...... Chen Jingshen?"

Chen Jingshen silently gulped up his school bag and put it on his shoulder just to say something. The cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

[-: Classroom on the first floor of the lab building, get your ass over here and return the stuff.]

What else?

Chen Jingshen thought back to what he had owed, and his newly wrinkled eyebrows slowly stretched out.

"Chen Jingshen?" Miao Chen asked in a shocked whisper, "You brought your cell phone to school?"

"Uh-huh." Chen Jingshen put his cell phone back in his pocket and looked up, "No need."

Miao Chen froze, "What?"

"You don't have to bring me anything, I told my teacher about the assembly, I'm not participating."

Miao Chen looked at him in a daze, not understanding why Chen Jingshen didn t want the spot that everyone was competing for.

Chen Jingshen walked out of the back door and turned back as if he thought of something, "There's more."

He said lightly, "Don't come to me in the future if it's nothing important."

-

The lab building is empty after school. The occasional student who goes to the short wall next door to the lab building to pick up takeout doesn't look in here.

When Chen Jingshen arrived at the lab classroom, Yu Fan was sitting on the last row of desks playing with his cell phone, his feet hanging in the air, his posture lazy.

Hearing the commotion, Yu Fan did not raise his head and said coldly, "It's been too long."

Chen Jingshen unlocked the classroom door, "Well, said something."

Yu Fan wanted to ask what was going on, but his words trailed off.

"Come here." He ordered as if he were a grandfather.

Chen Jingshen took off his school bag and casually put it on the chair by the door, and obediently walked over to Yu Fan.

Yu Fan put his cell phone aside and looked up to confront him in silence for a moment.

The curtains he had drawn. But the curtains of this abandoned classroom did not block the light, and the classroom was still bright. The top of the curtains were not pulled tight, and a beam of sunlight hit Chen Jingshen's face, and his eyes sank brightly in the light, deep and clean.

Yu Fan was sure. He did want to kiss Chen Jingshen, looking at it once and thinking about it.

Without much expression, he reached out, grabbed Chen Jingshen's school uniform, gave it a slight tug, and said, "Bend over yourself."

Chen Jingshen tilts his head down and spreads his arms out to support Yu Fan's left and right sides.

Yu Fan smelled the minty scent of him, and the knot in his throat slipped, tugging at his shirt with a little force, tilting his head back just to touch it-

Chen Jingshen steps back a bit, and Yu Fan misses with a kiss.

They were close, their breaths intimately entwined. Like the night they didn't kiss.

Yu Fan felt Chen Jingshen's breath and raised his eyes to ask, "What do you mean?"

"Before that, wanted to tell you something."

Chen Jingshen said, "I don't know Miao Chen well."

Yu Fan : "...... Who cares if you guys know each other well? Why are you talking to me about this?"

"I talk to myself." Chen Jingshen said faintly, "I wasn't nice to the other desks. He comes to ask me questions once in a while, and I'll teach a little, like I do with Wang Luan and the others."

Yu Fan paused for two seconds, "Chen Jingshen, you're noisy."

"Hmm. But it seems like I haven't said it in too long," Chen Jingshen leaned forward a bit, "I don't have a complex about my tablemates, I'm nice to you because I ......"

Yu Fan immediately interrupted him, "Chen Jingshen--"

"Like you." Chen Jingshen said.

"......"

Yu Fan didn't really understand why he was angry before.

He initially thought that he was annoyed with Miao Chen and had to pester Chen Jingshen everywhere, but after he just locked eyes with Miao Chen, he realized that he wasn't.

Until now, he seemed to understand it somewhat vaguely.

There is a boy who is as good as Chen Jingshen, almost worshiping after him.

Yu Fan has always thought that Chen Jingshen was blind for liking himself.

Chen Jingshen may be blind again at any time, and he may like other boys at any time. For example, Miao Chen, who is cute, gentle and has excellent grades.

But at least at this moment, Chen Jingshen still likes him.

Yu Fan was silent for a few seconds and raised his hand to hook his neck, making Chen Jingshen lower his head to kiss him.

Chen Jingshen did not move at all, and Yu Fan had no experience in taking the initiative. He pecked Chen Jingshen's lips very lightly a few times, dryly pressing together and separating, close and hot.

Yu Fan was dizzy, his heartbeat was out of control, and he felt that there was almost something. His mind was confused, and it took him half a day to get the hang of it to touch Chen Jingshen's lips. Chen Jingshen cooperated and opened her mouth, Yu Fan's tongue went in, and the moment he touched Chen Jingshen's teeth, his hand on the desk unconsciously tightened.

A giggling voice came from outside, presumably a student who had come to pick up takeout.

Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously tried to pull away, but in the next second, Chen Jingshen lifted his hand and pressed down on his neck, holding him back.

Chen Jingshen's kisses bore no resemblance to the man himself, and Yu Fan was kissed to the point where his chin rose uncontrollably and repeatedly, making it difficult to maintain his breathing, and after a moment of kissing, Chen Jingshen briefly let go of him, kissed the corners of his watery mouth, and said, "Breathe."

Yu Fan obediently sucked in a breath before being kissed again.

I don't know how long it took before Yu Fan was released.

The only sound left in the empty classroom was the heavy breathing of the two men.

"Yu Fan."

Yu Fan's eyes got a little wet from the kiss and she responded in a trance, "Uh-huh."

Chen Jingshen With his hand still resting on the back of his neck, he smoothly rubbed his hair at the back and asked him in a low voice, "Did you and your previous girlfriends also kiss before finalizing their relationship?"