[BL] I Picked up a Husband While Trying To Become An Author

Story 6.3 Graduation

a/n: Will be having irregular updates for a while. Still having family issues.

I'm not forcing myself writing, it's just inspirations struck all so sudden and besides, writing about love is relaxing.

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Ming Yu, 12. Xihan 8

Countdown: 10 years to go before turning 18. -Xihan

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"What a crowd . . ."

The event had not started yet however the school grounds were bustling with crowds of children and family alike.

Both Ming and Yao household were present to accompany Ming Yu throughout the graduation ceremony and their number made the tight space much tighter.

The still short boy Xihan was being squeezed in between and the building hit wasn't helping him from sweating and the foul smell of other people's sweat. Oh the damn torture, he felt like his nose was gonna explode.

It was the terrible mixture of strong Cologne and something sour and rotten.

"I need air!" he pulled on MIng Yu's hand who's height made him a giant. Ming Yu's spurted up so tall within the past 2 years while he barely did, why the hell is he so short? It can't be that not only would he be younger, he'd also be shorter in this life?!

But he's the Gong* QAQ

Xihan didn't even finish his sentence when he was scooped protectively by the love of his life.

"They stink so bad."

"Shh... keep it to yourself." Ming Yu whispered lowly.

The school bell rang and a voice called out through the building' speakers telling them to head into the wide gym hall and take their seats.

The two finally found a spot in the middle seats while Xihan and Ming Yu broke away to sit together with their respective classes. A short program was planned rather than going straight ahead to the ceremony. Undergraduates showed off some dances and the staff were presenting long speeches that could knock the senses out of you.

The long speeches were torturous.

Xihan raised his hand to tell the teacher that he needed to go to the bathroom yet his mind had something else planned. He sneaked into Ming Yu's class and dragged him out of it. Ming Yu didn't ask what was going on and simply followed the boy and even though his teacher saw him abruptly leave, he said nothing.

The classroom was empty, the limited space reserved for two. 

Xihan's classroom was crafty. Children's drawings could be found pasted on the walls, the desk was still full with numerous crayons in different colors and doodles could be seen on it's surface. For the occasion, red lanterns were hanging on the windows and on the board were chalk drawings that could barely be deciphered due to it's curvy and complicated outlines.

It was done by children so give it a break. haha

Out of all the sketches and art works within the room, there was nothing that pinpointed that it was done by Xihan. As a student, he shouldn't had been able to run away from participating into these little things so Ming Yu was looking forward for something outstanding.

Another possibility would be that Xihan's drawing skills sucked so bad it's at the same level of a 3rd grader.

Ming Yu chuckled to himself and jumped when he felt a painful pinch on his waist. He scowled at the his tiny husband who rolled his eyes at him. Xihan went to his desk and pulled out a thick paper underneath. The paper was placed on Ming Yu's hand and what he did was to scroll it open.