Hypocritical Adonis

The sun sets and the sky is half red.

After spending the last night at Anyuan High School, I will take the bus back to No. 2 Middle School tomorrow morning. I can get to the school at noon, and the next is the two and a half days of vacation that came this month.

The students of Anyuan High School have already taken a holiday. There are sixty or seventy male students in No. 2 Middle School in the whole dormitory building. The sparsely-staffed are in the dormitory. More often, they take this opportunity to buy something near Anyuan High School.

There is an apple orchard near Anyuan High School. On the mountain, it is the ripe season for apples. Students can go up the mountain and buy some for home.

"Let's go." Qi Cheng took things and left Zhu Dorxia with the dormitory.

The mountain path is cleaned very cleanly. It is said to be a mountain. It is actually a hill, not high. The large flat land above it is fertile and suitable for planting.

During the mountain climbing, the three people saw the students of the same secondary school going up and down. "I don't know if it's expensive or not. If it's delicious, I still want a contact method. Ask if I can deliver it to your door."

Qi Cheng, "A fruit garden of this size will be supplied to the fruit shop. You don’t need to let him deliver it to the door. You can go directly to the fruit shop to ask.

His breathing is steady, not like climbing a mountain, like walking on a flat ground.

"That's it," Xia Li and Zhu Fan yelled, "They are quite famous."

Qi Cheng nodded, "Well, it's juicy and sweet."

Zhu Fan bumped into him and whispered gossip, "Qi Cheng, after Xueba came back from riding, something was wrong. He kept lying on the table and wrote things. I was still thinking that he was Xueba, and I never forgot to study anytime, anywhere. Then I accidentally glanced at it, and I saw a line of words written on the book of Xueba, and the rest were not clear, but I promise, I saw what plan these two words."

Xia Li aside, "I don't know if it is my illusion, I always feel that Xueba doesn't like Chang Yao very much."

"Is there?" Zhu Fan received, "They are not familiar."

Qi Cheng glanced back at them, striding faster, and threw them behind in three or two steps. Zhu Fan and Xia Li looked at each other and felt as if they were rejected.

Cough, gossip man.

When it was almost time to come, I could smell the clear fragrance of apple. Zhu Fan and Xia Li picked up a large bag, and Qi Cheng was waiting for them outside. The son of the orchard owner ran around holding a big apple. Every time he ran past him, his small head raised his curious look. he.

Qi Cheng hid a cigarette and smiled back at him.

Over half an hour, the group went down the mountain again.

When we returned to the dormitory, it was already half past six.

There were Chang Yao and Chi Yan left in the dormitory. When Qi Cheng and the three returned, they sat at the table and smiled at them together. Although they did not look very intimate, the atmosphere was at least harmonious.

"Are there many people?" Chi Yan put down the pen and asked, "Many people pass by today."

"Not much," Qi Cheng sat down, glanced at the book under his hand, Chi Yan closed his notes quietly, and showed him a subtle smile, Qi Cheng smiled, then said, "I didn't touch a few. Pcs."

He accompanied Xia Li and Zhu Fan out, mainly for mountain climbing, and to relax. Wearing clothes is also based on convenience. This weather will inevitably cause sweating, which will cause sweat beads on the forehead to roll off from the side face.

Chi Yan was fascinated by the look, and the fingertip on the table moved slightly, trying to wipe off the sweat with his hand.

But what has not been done yet, Chang Yao has handed Qi Cheng a wet towel.

Qi Cheng took the towel, "Thank you."

Chang Yao shook his head, bowed his head and continued to do the test paper.

Chi Yan's eyelids drooped silently.

"Why is this still doing test papers?" Qi Cheng asked with a smile, "Which teacher sent it?"

"Mathematics," Chang Yao replied in a low voice, "I will do it after returning from the holidays. I want to do it first, but many will not..."

He didn't know where to find a hairpin. He clipped the long hair on his forehead. His entire face was fresh and refreshed. His eyes were afraid to look at people, but compared to the gloomy before, it seemed like a shy one. Tortoise, whoever looks at him, he buries his head in the shell, which only makes it fun.

Qi Cheng found it interesting, but Chi Yan first opened his eyes and looked directly at Chang Yao. "If you don't, you can ask me."

"Student Chang Yao," Xueba pushed his eyes, no one should enter, "please don't be polite."

Qi Cheng paused, turned his head to see Xia Li, Xia Li spread his hand towards him, doing the lip, "You-look-it."

Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows and simply stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower. Xia Li and Zhu Fan asked him to wait. The three of them all sweated and took things and went to the bathhouse to take a shower together.

The door sounded and closed, and Chi Yan's smile converged.

Chang Yao glanced at him and lowered his head again. The shyness just now disappeared.

In a dormitory, two people sat at a table, a meter away, and could only hear the sound of the pen falling on the paper.

The bath room is behind the dormitory building.

Separate the individual rooms with white waterproof cloth, which can only isolate the line of sight and the sound.

Qi Zhongzheng was drowning under the water with his eyes closed, and as soon as his ears moved, he heard the conversation between Qi Cheng and Xia Li.

"Fortunately, you don't have to line up."

"This water room is simpler than our school."

Qi Cheng squinted them, the tone of the smile was obvious, and the sound through the water curtain was distorted. "If the people in the second middle school hear, you wait to be beaten."

Qi Zhong wiped his face and opened his eyes, his eyes strange.

After waiting for half an hour, Qi Cheng and they came out of the water room, and Qi Zhong came out. His fingers were soaked, and Wu You, who had already ran to the supermarket at the door, was helpless. "Brother, can you slow down?"

Qi Zhong asked him: "Did you see Qi Cheng them?"

"No," Wu You, "I went to the supermarket and nobody came back when I saw it."

Qi Zhong nodded, took the ice water in his hand, and stuck it to his hot skin, "I'm hot to death."

"Then don't you come out quickly?" Wu You rolled his eyes. "Qi Zhong, you are really strange today. Also in the afternoon, did you ride a horse? As a result, you haven't been on a horse for an afternoon and kept hiding. Equestrian teacher, didn't you expect it before you came?"

Qi Zhong obviously didn't want to say more, "Uncomfortable, I can't get on the horse."

Wu You, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Qi Zhong unscrewed the bottle cap, and strange emotions appeared in his eyes again. He poured ice water on his head and slid his throat up and down. "Muscle strain."

"Besides," he said, "Don't Wu Yuan, and who is there in Class 3, aren't they all mounted?"

It is impossible to say that Qi Cheng doesn't care who he kisses him strongly.

But to say that I didn’t care too much, I didn’t.

Qi Cheng's instinct told him that the man who stood by in the corridor must be an acquaintance beside him.

So when he returned to the dormitory to see Wu Yuan waiting at the door, his eyes flashed.

Wu Yuan seldom waited for others. For some reason, his breath was impetuous today, and he sank down with a strong eyes. His eyes were deep, "Would you like a cigarette."

The sky was dim, he was playing with a lighter, his other hand in his pocket, his eyebrows pressed.

Qi Cheng gave things to Xia Li and Zhu Fan, took the cigarette in his hand, and skillfully made a circle between his fingers before saying: "Come on fire."

The two walked to the side of the dormitory building, where a few leafy trees were planted, under the shade of trees, the breeze was cool.

Wu Yuan threw the lighter to Qi Cheng, leaning against the wall and tilting his head to light the cigarette.

The fire was bright and dark, Qi Cheng narrowed his eyes against the wall and stood in line with Wu Yuan. The dew aroma after showering on his body drifted to Wu Yuan in the wind.

Shampoo, shower gel, clean fragrance, Wu Yuan's nose moved a few times, what he wanted to say was blocked back, and began to reorganize the language.

Qi Cheng, "Which dormitory do you live in?"

He mixed with smoke and asked with a smile.

"Middle." Wu Yuanyan concisely.

"Oh," Qi Cheng nodded, holding the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and delivered it to his mouth again. "Did you stay up late at night? See if you are not so energetic today."

Wu Yuan grinned, a little arc of laughter appeared on his lips, "You were so concerned about me."

"Of course," Qi Cheng raised his left eyebrow and smiled again. "After all, it's all about sleeping together."

Wu Yuan pressed his cheek gang, not looking very happy, but he responded with a heavy voice.

At the time of a cigarette, the two chatted a few words, Wu Yuan spit out a smoke, "I will not go back to the school bus tomorrow morning."

Qi Cheng turned to look at him.

Wu Yuan glanced at him, Yu Guang flashed a smile, "There is something to do."

There is ambition in his eyes, burning like a fire, and desire for greed as a fuel for combustion.

Qi Cheng choked off the smoke.

"it is good."

Wu Yuan watched Qi Cheng leave and smoked another cigarette in his mouth.

Halfway through, he suddenly laughed. He took a sigh of smoke, and the fire burned quickly, burning from the tail to the front.

Then smothered the smoke and walked out of the dormitory building, out of the school gate of Anyuan High School.

Several young people squatting on the ground were waiting next to the school gate to see him come out and rush past, "Brother Yuan."

"Well," Wu Yuan strode toward the destination, "Hurry up."

"There are several families on East China Street who will not repay their debts. Today is the last day, and the money must be returned."

The young man spoke to him bit by bit, "Brother Yuan, do you think you can get it?"

"Or come back," Wu Yuan, "I have no money to eat."

His tone was faint.