Tian Bu Zhi Chi

Chapter 25

the sugar paper on the windowsill that i didn't know who had put it was scattered by the wind, and it swirled down on chi yu's table with the wind. fu zhiyu stretched out his hand, and his white and slender fingers gently twisted the transparent sugar paper, gently rubbing it between his fingers.

obviously it is an ordinary action, but it is a blushing heartbeat that looks at chi yu. he couldn't tell for a moment whether he was blinded by adolescence or whether fu zhiyu was the reincarnation of the fox spirit at all. feeling the sight of the person on his side on his face, chi yu only felt that the root of his ear was hot and scary. he obstructed his face and turned his head to look at him, but he still couldn't hold back for a while at shangfu zhiyu's smiling eyes.

i wanted to make a tit-for-tat scene, but i didn't expect to fucking turn into a desert and run away.

the teenager next to him turned his head awkwardly to look at him, but his white neck was stained with crimson, and some of his overwhelmed fingers were tightly twisted together. the corner of fu zhi's eye softened, and he moved to the seat next to him without a trace until the edge of the bench exceeded the center line of the two-person table.

the familiar smell of mint lingered between the noses, and chi yu looked back, and the distance between the two did not know when it would be shortened. as long as he tilted to the side, he could touch the shoulder of the person next to him.

perhaps it was an evil one, chi yu looked down at the person's school uniform of the same color as himself, and actually produced a feeling of beauty. chi yu licked his lips, his body secretly twisted to the side, just brushed the shoulders of the person next to him, and the afterglow caught a glimpse of the shallow pear vortex on the teenager's lips, as well as the upturned lips.

it was the weakness of the heart that had been punctured by doing bad things, and chi yu jumped several times in his heart, and he slammed his neck on the table, frightening wang xiao at the front table and almost jumping up from the stool.

seeing wang xiao's twisted and twisted posture and the mournful look in his eyes, chi yu did not say a word with a black face.

he lowered his head, lowered his voice and frowned, don't you smile at lao tzu. "

"hindering lao tzu's learning."

fu zhiyu was very obedient, until the end of school, he honestly did not squint, don't laugh, and did not even give him a look. chi yu coughed several times in the middle, but yu guang only glimpsed the somewhat cold side face of the teenager next to him.

he couldn't go in for himself, and he couldn't learn it without looking at it. chi yu was sullen in his heart, and it was said that there were many people who liked him, but he had never been in love, and he couldn't even tell what his pretentious and strange mood was for.

"do you want to see us rehearse?" fu zhiyu packed up his school bag and bent down to pick up the bag that chi yu had thrown on the ground.

thinking that this person hadn't spoken to himself for an afternoon, chi yu had a dark face and grabbed his bag: "bored to death, the mentally handicapped went." "

in the rehearsal hall, the next row is a girl holding various colors of gouache is painting the background board, hearing the footsteps at the door, they all brush and look at the door. the boy stood in the doorway with his school bag, his loose school uniform pants lining his legs long and straight. they had not yet admired the beauty of fu zhi eucalyptus, and suddenly a black shadow suddenly popped out from behind, hanging from one shoulder of the bag, lazily tilting their heads in front of fu zhi eucalyptus.

dark eyes swept around the venue, and after seeing a girl with pigtails, her eyebrows were fiercely pulled together.

he turned around and said with a look of displeasure: "collect your fake smile to lao tzu, and laugh every day without being flustered." "