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He put his hand to his mouth mysteriously and asked, "Brother, I actually noticed it a long time ago. Every time you hear about No. 5 High School, you are particularly concerned. Tell me the truth, is there a girl you like in No. 5 High School? Just tell me, brother, I am tight-lipped and will never tell anyone else."

Shen Jingyin was also a little drunk.

Dark eyes, thin lips, and a smell of alcohol: "No."

Zhou Ze: "Is it true? It's not true? Well, I really thought you were in love..."

Shen Jingyin finished the rest slowly: "Not a girl."

Zhou Ze: “…”

Zhou Ze: “…Fuck.”

Zhou Ze was not shocked for too long. He was as open-minded as the society today. Gender was not important. As long as he was interested, he didn't care what gender they were. He asked quietly, "Who is it?"

Shen Jingyin lowered his eyes and said, "I can't say."

Xue Yu was sitting opposite him at the time, and that lonely and somewhat hurt look fell directly into Xue Yu's eyes.

Xue Yu slowed down his eating pace. He was a very soft-hearted person and would compromise as long as others showed a slightly pitiful expression. He also felt that he had been a little harsh lately.

Normal people would want to tell others when they are in love, right? Shen Jingyin didn't do anything, he just wanted to be close to him...

If it's Li Bajiao and Zhou Ze, then it doesn't matter if he tell them, right?

Xue Yu held the chopsticks tightly, his eyelashes fluttering, unable to hide the hesitation in his eyes. He pursed his lips, opened them, and whispered, "...It's me."

Li Bajiao choked on the rice: "!!"

Zhou Ze, who was terrified, said: "!!!"

The shock at that moment was not fake. It can be said that the drunkenness was instantly sobered up.

But Li Bajiao and Zhou Ze calmed down very quickly, and even felt relieved. They agreed that it would be a good idea for the two to sell the products among themselves so as to avoid giving the profits to others.

After Xue Yu took the initiative to admit the relationship that night, Shen Jingyin couldn't help but kiss Xue Yu before entering the door.

Fortunately, Xue Yu had drunk some wine and was feeling dizzy, so he didn't bother with Shen Jingyin.

After this dinner, they won’t get together again for a short time.

Now in his third year of high school, Xue Yu can’t focus all his life on love, and the reality doesn’t allow it. Not only have the teachers at school quickened their pace, but Father Pei at home has also stepped up his efforts.

After dinner on Saturday, Father Pei picked up Xue Yu's schoolbag and stuffed it into Xue Yu's hands, then opened the door: "Go, let's go to Jingyin's house now."

Xue Yu: “?”

He held his schoolbag and said, "Dad, don't you want me anymore?"

Father Pei's eyelids twitched: "What do you think about every day? I contacted Jingyin to give you extra lessons. I asked you to learn from him a long time ago, but you didn't do anything. Dad had to do it himself. Don't worry, Jingyin has agreed. He is waiting for you at home. You have to listen to him. I need to check."

Xue Yu: “…”

Although he was reluctant, Xue Yu discovered that day that Shen Jingyin had lived for such a long time, and although he was backward in some aspects, he had a strong learning ability. It was no wonder that Xi Susu gave him this setting.

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