Hypocritical Adonis

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Qi Zhong froze in place, and he turned to see Wu Yuan who suddenly appeared.

The lamp in the room shone on Wu Yuan's face, which made the wound on his chin clear.

Qi Zhong's uncontrollable smile all froze in his face, and the whole person froze in place, hands and feet motionless, as embarrassed as a clown.

Qi Cheng pursed his lips, "You..."

Qi Zhong glanced at him, then lowered his head around him and Wu Yuan, and quickly walked into the darkness.

The emotion in this eye was complicated, and what Qi Cheng had wanted to say stood in his mouth. He turned to look at his back, and his brows were slowly frowned.

Wu Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Qi Zhong's back, then turned his head to look at Qi Cheng, "Go in, while the time is enough, go back after buying the medicine."

His hand patted Qi Cheng's shoulder, pushing him Entered the medical room.

The doctor in the infirmary was not Gu Huai, but another older doctor. This doctor went to get Wu Yuan's wounds and got him medicine.

Qi Cheng converged on various emotions, "Will scars be left?" The

doctor laughed: "The big boys are still afraid of scars?"

Wu Yuan replied in a deep voice: "Afraid."

He doesn't seem to be a joke type, The doctor glanced at him for a few times. "Relax, they are all minor injuries. The injuries are not serious. The guy who just came to buy medicine also fell on his face. You are not as serious as his injuries."

Qi Cheng put his hands on the counter , "That classmate was very serious just now?"

"It's not serious. It will go away in a few days," the doctor said. "You have a fast metabolism, so don't worry if you don't need medicine. Pay attention to eliminating bacteria."

Qi Cheng nodded, no Ask again.

Wu Yuan got the medicine, which was also an external ointment. He tore the seal on the top and made it into, "I'm here."

He took the medicine and dipped a clean cotton swab onto the ointment.

"Trouble." Wu Yuan looked at his movements, frowning deeply, but still standing still.

Qi Cheng sighed, "Take you to buy a medicine and it turns out that I'm in trouble."

Wu Yuan glanced at him, grabbed his hand, and wiped the cotton swab with the medicine on his chin, eyes staring at Qi Cheng, and moved. Don't move.

"I didn't say you're in trouble." The

hand in his hand was slender and slightly cold, and it looked good-looking, but Wu Yuan knew that the strength of this hand was not less than that of him, and he looked like a good student. .

After a few minutes, the two went to the dormitory building again, speechless all the way. Arriving downstairs, Wu Yuan asked Qi Cheng: "When is the birthday?"

Qi Cheng was a little absent-minded, "June." June of

this year passed long ago, and his birthday will have to wait until next year, which is exactly the month of the college entrance examination.

Wu Yuan yelled and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case for him. Qi Cheng didn't want it. "I'm not addicted to smoking."

Wu Yuan put this cigarette in his mouth and swallowed and said: " What is the date of June?"

"13."

"You are a month earlier than me," Wu Yuan frowned, not very happy, "I am younger than you."

Qi Chengle became, "A month is also small, Wu Brother Yuan, in front of your brother, you are the younger brother."

He was bold, Wu Yuanyuguang glanced at him.

Qi Cheng was not afraid of him.

Wu Yuan's eyes and eyebrows revealed a frustration, he threw the cigarette butts into the trash can, and entered the dormitory together with Qi.

After returning to the dormitory, Qi Cheng was urged to wash, and once again returned to the dormitory, Xia Li clicked and locked the door.

Several people were sitting on their beds and driving the dormitory meeting. "Although you know that he won't necessarily win when you fight Wu Yuan, you still have to ask, is it all right?"

Qi Cheng wiped his face with a towel, and brushed his hair by the way, "It's okay." The

other three people watched his movements, and watched him take off his jacket to wipe the body with a hot towel.

"I asked it out at night," Han An, "and the news I heard before was inseparable. Wu Yuan was half a foot in school and the other half in the society. He collected usury money for others, and others gave him Wages, he used this money to feed himself."

Qi Cheng didn't speak, so the water clashed.

After he finished wiping, Zhu Fan was not particularly interested. "It's a high school senior. I haven't seen how you have trained and how good you are. It's really the same as the model on TV."

Qi Cheng hooked his lips, " Can you compare with me?"

Zhu Fan raised his finger and said, "Fuck." After the

two of them were poor, Han An continued the topic just now, "Anyway, you are familiar with him, and I don't say anything. I just want to inquire. Tell you, Wu Yuan is not like us."

"You pay attention to it."

Qi Cheng's tone slowly, "Wu Yuan is very good."

"He looks pretty," Zhu Fan interjected, "It's also very high, Qi Cheng, is he taller than you?"

Xia Li raised his hand. "I know this question! When I counted height and weight in Anyuan High School, I still remember Wu Yuan's data. He seems to be 1.85 meters, which is quite good. Tall, it's about the same as Qi Cheng."

"Two centimeters," Zhu Fan, "This distance can't really be seen."

Qi Cheng oh said, "It turns out that I'm not only younger than me, but also shorter than me." "

Han Ann:"? he actually smaller than you do, " "

need to call me a brother, "Let's go to bed to lay hands on the lower brain, the body of water slowly dry track," little one month. "

with him Almost high.

The dorm quieted down slowly.

The second dormitory is large and the walls are clean.

There was no print on the ceiling, just like a piece of blank paper.

Qi Cheng closed his eyes.

He suddenly remembered Qi Zhong's eyes in front of the hospital room.

Guilt really hurts.

Qi Zhong's eyes were too complicated to describe.

That look is not like Qi Zhong's.

Because it is profoundly unforgettable.

Just after class on Tuesday morning, Qi Chengli found a bottle of milk in his drawer.

The milk in the glass bottle style is still warm at the beginning, and the straw is also placed next to the milk intimately. Xia Liqi said: "Who gave you the milk?"

Qi Cheng shook his head and looked around in the classroom.

It was not early, all the classmates who came should come, and the sound of Langlang reading gathered together, so that those who did not study were panicking.

Xu Ning put down the language and looked at the milk on the table curiously. "Qi Cheng, you will drink it if you give it. It may be that the girl is shy and sorry to tell you clearly."

Qi Cheng looked at her. It's a girl?"

Xu Ning laughed loudly, and her shoulders at the same table shook around her. "Yeah, Qi Cheng, do you know that boys can give boys milk?"

"..." Xia Li, "Your expressions are so strange."

After the laughter stopped, Xu Ning whispered at the same table: "I saw Chang Yao also took a bottle of milk in the morning. Do you want to ask if he put it?"

Qi Chengting After seeing her, she looked away and looked at Chang Yao.

Chang Yao was obliquely in front of him, reading a book in a whisper while holding a booklet. The school uniform was wide, and he even lined him thinly, without the hair covering the small part of the skin, which was paler than the school uniform.

Putting your hair up is a lovely little girl, but now that you have scattered your hair, it looks a little gloomy, and it doesn't get together.

Qi Cheng looked at him for a few seconds and drew his English book from the drawer. "Say hello after class."

Xu Ning thought he was embarrassed and raised his voice. "Chang Yao."

Chang Yao turned his head, "how "Now?"

Xu Ning asked with a smile: "Did you bring the milk on Qicheng's table?"

The students around her who listened to her threw away their books and raised their heads curiously.

Chang Yao looked up at Qi Cheng.

The dim light in the early morning penetrated through the window, just as the filter was turned on, so that Qi Cheng's eyes looked soft.

He smiled and looked over here, tapping his fingers on the table, one section longer than the other.

Chang Yao replied: "It's not me."

Xu Ning's desk, "What about the bottle of milk you bought?"

"After drinking," Chang Yao's voice must be listened carefully in the early reading class, " Throwed."

Xu Ning

said nothing to the same table and apologized to him. "That's my guess, I'm sorry." Chang Yao said it didn't matter, and then asked: "Is there anything else?" in

his hand While holding the book, Qi Cheng opened his mouth: "It's okay, let's go study."

Chang Yao nodded and turned back slowly.

Chang Yao inadvertently looked at the same table, "Chang Yao, your hands are shaking!"

"A little cold," Chang Yao handle groups into the school uniform sleeves, "I caught a cold last night."

Same table and said: "Recently, it seems really The temperature has begun to cool down."

This sentence is true. From the first class, the sunny weather outside has suddenly sunk, the wind is blowing, and I feel that there can be a heavy rain at any time.

In the middle of a class, Mr. Yang walked to the window to see the weather outside, and finally put down the textbook. "It's going to rain. Students who are drying clothes and quilts will go back to the dormitory to clean up, and then remember to bring an umbrella."

After a few minutes, half of the classroom was whirling.

Zhu Fan and Xia Li also went back. Their clothes were still hanging on the balcony, and Qi Cheng didn't let him follow. "We will come back and bring you an umbrella."

Qi Cheng nodded.

Teacher Yang took an empty drinking glass to the office to receive water, Qi Cheng stood up and walked to the corridor.

Class 3 took the lead, the rest of the class also flooded with many people, and the radio also rang, and the voice of the old bag came, saying that the students were given fifteen minutes to go back and pick up the good things.

The sky is changing, and it is now dark as evening. The strong wind blew, Qi Cheng leaned against the wall, his hair fluttered, and the school uniform was full of wind.

Qi Zhong came down from the staircase next to him, and when he saw him, he stepped in a footstep, and then continued to go here without expression, trying to pass him to the toilet.

But after Qi Cheng, he stopped again.

Turning around and facing Qi Cheng, the wound on the face was a little funny, but the constantly floating and rising things in the eyes were more spectacular than the roaring clouds in the sky.

"Hey," Qi Zhong said, "I dreamed of you last night."

"I dreamed of this scene now," he, "dreamed of blowing, raining, dreaming of you looking at me like this."

"Dreaming of watching you It took me all night."