serious about love

Chapter 21

The brim of Jiang Muxing's hat was pressed down very low, his eyebrows and eyes were covered by a shadow, only his tall nose bridge, thin lips, and clear and distinct outline were exposed.

Under the blue sky, he stood there against the light, and everything around him became his foil.

Yan Hao swallowed, and stroked Jiang Muxing inch by inch with his eyes.

The surging emotions in the heart flowed to the bottom of the eyes, and ignited with a bang, the flames were brilliant and bright, better than the hot summer sun.

Jiang Muxing looked down at his phone, not knowing what he was looking at, and stayed there for 5 minutes, and stayed glued for 5 minutes after the banquet was over.

Five minutes later, Jiang Muxing rode away on his bicycle.

Yan Hao's eyes followed him all the time, and she lay back on the sofa when she couldn't see him, feeling lost.

People who like it use their own things, even if it's just a tissue or an eraser, they will be so excited that they can't control themselves.

Yan Hao's mood at this moment was far beyond excitement, it was indescribable, his heart was beating too fast, and it hurt a little, but the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably upturned, and he couldn't put it down no matter what.

He will always keep the hat.

Yanhao rubbed his flushed face when a message suddenly came to his phone, sent by Jiang Muxing, he clicked on it immediately.

- When I come back, I have to read the big questions at the back of the paper.

Banquet: "..."

-

The day before the end of the term, the atmosphere in the class was very relaxed, and Yan Hao's nervousness and anxiety seemed very abrupt.

In the self-study class, I like to sharpen the pencil, and cut it into pieces.

Yang Cong gave a "tsk" sound when he saw it: "My friend, what's the matter, you, have you been masturbating too much recently?"

Yan Hao didn't respond, he moved his hand holding the pencil back and continued to sharpen, looking out of his mind.

Yang Cong looked at his buddies suspiciously, no, no, no, there was something wrong with this reaction, there was a big problem, he scratched his chin, thoughtful.

Yanhao cut off another section of the pen lead.

Yang Cong snatched his pencil and pencil sharpener: "This pencil is about to be tortured to death by you before it goes to the battlefield."

Yan Hao held his forehead with both hands, inserted his fingers into his hair, and pulled the hair. He took a deep breath, took out the earphones from his desk pocket, put them on, turned on the MP4, and lay down on the table to listen to the song.

Yang Cong pulled Xia Shui's chair, and when she turned her head, he motioned for her to finish the banquet, asking with his eyes.

Xia Shui mouthed a few words: "Pre-exam syndrome."

Yang Cong also moved his mouth: "Fart!"

Xia Shui yawned: "I really let go just now."

Yang Cong's face darkened: "Are you a fucking girl?"

"Classmates, please pay attention to your remarks, you are a kind of gender kidnapping of girls."

Xia Shui plausibly said, "Everyone is a descendant of Yan and Huang who grew up eating grains and miscellaneous mothers, farting is..."

"Pfft-"

The tablemate shook his fat body and laughed out loud.

Xia Shui's rhythm was interrupted, he pinched the flesh on his arm, and Yang Cong couldn't bear to interrupt him if he wanted to continue.

"Sister, it's all right."

-

After class, Yang Cong went to find a place to smoke. Recently, he has been so decadent that he fully explained what it means to be in love is a day-up, and falling in love is a day-down.

Yan Hao and Xia Shui went to the first floor to look at the distribution table of the examination room, and there was a large crowd of people rushing downstairs, you squeezed me, I stepped on him, I don't know what to do.

The corridor was filled with a dry air of youth, mixed with the smell of sweat.

The weather is so hot that there is still an exam.

Xia Shui complained as he descended the steps: "I thought I would take the exam in the same class as the mid-term, but I didn't know that there would be separate exam rooms, it's just the end of the semester, what's the big deal, why are you making such a big fight, it's annoying."

Yan Hao was absent-minded: "If you want to open some, it doesn't make any difference."

As a result, when I saw my seat, I was in a bad mood.

There is no difference between shit, too much, okay?

"Oh, the first row of the second group," Xia Shui looked up, "it's facing the podium."

Yan Hao looked gloomy.

Xia Shui laughed: "I haven't sat in this geomantic treasure yet."

A dark cloud floated over Yanhao's head: "It's my first time too."

Xia Shui returned his mantra to him: "Think about it."

Banquet: "..."

"Actually, you can copy in this seat," Xia Shui winked, "There is an old saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place."

Yanhao frowned: "I don't intend to copy."

Xia Shui was terrified, she pulled Yan Hao into the corner: "No, brother, do you want to get into the top 22 with real bullets?"

Yan Hao nodded.

Xia Shui was dumbfounded: "Pick me up, and I'll see if it's a dream."

Banquet: "..."

"Hey, you really want to take the test yourself." Xia Shui couldn't believe it, "How is the review?"

Yan Hao scratched his face: "It's okay."

Xia Shui opened his mouth wide in shock, Yan is not as bragging as Yang Cong, his "not bad" is to be stronger on that basis.

"Then it doesn't matter where you sit."

Yanhao exhaled heavily: "I'm nervous in the first row."

Xia Shui was helpless: "The rows are all exhausted, poor thing, sorry."

"You do this," she advised Yan Hao, "When the papers are handed out, you just lower your head and write, keep writing and writing, don't look at the teacher."

Yan Hao's complexion is not good: "Stand next to me?"

"Too deadly."

Xia Shui, who was afraid of that point, shrank his shoulders reflexively, "You can only have your heart beat faster, your adrenaline rush, your nervous palms sweat, your whole body is stiff, and your mind is confused, like a concubine who has been in the cold for many years and is suddenly lucky .”

Banquet: "..."

Xia Shui heard the discussion, and quickly removed the heads to see the layout of the examination room: "I'm going, the top [-] in the grade are actually all in the same class, this is too crazy."

Take a look at the banquet, those people are in their first class.

Jiang Muxing's seat is still the original seat, not moving.

-

Yan Hao came out from the corner, grabbing her bangs and thinking.

Xia Shui stepped out of the heroic big sister's demeanor at the side: "My good brother, after the end of this term, the golden bottom combination of the three of us will be officially disbanded."

Yan Hao staggered and almost fell to his knees.

"We have been ups and downs for two years, and we are well-known in school. Now that you are going to fly solo, I have nothing to say. I wish you the best of luck."

After Xia Shui finished speaking, he sang very sadly, "That day, when we knew you were leaving, we didn't say a word..."

Yan Hao put on an attitude of "I don't know this person", shook off Xia Shui in three or five steps and went straight to the toilet.

Xia Shui turned his neck, glanced at Jiang Muxing inadvertently, his eyes lit up: "Squad leader!"

Jiang Muxing hummed, and was about to see the layout of the examination room.

"You're in our class," Xia Shui said with a smile, "You don't have to move the floor as long as you have your own seat."

"And there are the top 29 in the grade with you. Our class is the examination room for the top students."

Jiang Muxing still walked there, without stopping.

Xia Shui was puzzled, didn't she say everything?What else is Jiang Muxing looking at?

Does Jiang Muhang care about other people's examination rooms and seats?

Xia Shui denied this guess, but she floated over, trying to see something from Jiang Muxing's sight.

Jiang Muxing didn't approach, just glanced at it from the corner of the eye and left.

There was no expression throughout.

Xia Shui didn't see anything. As expected, Jiang Muxing was too calm, his emotions were not revealed, and it was difficult to figure it out.

If you want to see him through, you have to try your luck. Obviously, Xia Shui didn't meet him this time.

The party was over quickly.

Xia Shui returned to the classroom, joined the girls' hand-to-hand team for a chat, and showed him his right hand as soon as he came back from the banquet.

Yan Hao: "It's as dark as the face, and the skin color is very uniform."

Xia Shui: "..."

"I'm a champion."

Yanhao asked cooperatively, "What champion?"

"I wrote the most words." Xia Shui said seriously, "Look at my hand, the index finger is a bit crooked, the middle finger and little finger are calloused, and there is a piece of dead skin at the bottom of the wrist. It is a proper hard-working type."

Yan Hao reminded: "You just have the wrong writing posture."

Xia Shui whitened him coquettishly: "I hate it~"

Yan Hao eyes hurt.

"We discussed water at three o'clock," Xia Shui said, "We agreed that his hands are the most beautiful among boys, very slender and clean."

Yanhao thought about the way Jiang Muxing was holding the pen, and heard her say, "Does he have calluses on his hands?"

"Yes," Yan Hao blurted out, "It's not in the parts that you touch when writing, but in the fingertips and palms."

Xia Shui smiled: "You observed carefully."

Yan's good intentions broke out, and his expression remained the same: "I'm right in front of my eyes when I'm making up lessons, and I'm not blind."

"Xiao Hao, let me ask you something." Xia Shui's eyes were full of curiosity, "If you don't pass the test this time, what will happen to him?"

Yan Hao pursed his lips, he would be disappointed, his eyes naturally swept over the other people in the class, locked on Jiang Muxing's back, and withdrew after two seconds.

-

When school was over, Yan Hao dawdled down the stairs with Jiang Muxing.

Jiang Muxing put both hands in his school uniform pockets: "I'm going to ride a bike by the river, will you go?"

Yan Hao couldn't turn his head, and responded subconsciously with his mouth: "Go."

When he got there, Yanhao was still in a daze, did Jiang Muxing take the initiative to ask him to play together?

Has he already entered Jiang Muxing's life?

Seeing Jiang Muxing taking lozenges, Yan Hao asked unconsciously, "Squad leader, do you have tonsil inflammation?"

Jiang Muxing: "Yes."

Yan Hao's eyelids twitched, no wonder his voice was so slow, he frowned: "Then you can't just take lozenges."

"Do you take loquat candy? I think it's better than loquats."

Yan Hao's tone was mixed with a bit of irritability, "Forget it, with your current symptoms, those two things are not very useful, you have to take anti-inflammatory drugs."

Jiang Muxing didn't care: "It will be fine in two or three days."

It's not anxiety before the exam, how could it be fine in two or three days?

Yanhao got on his bicycle and left, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his anger at Jiang Muxing.

Jiang Muxing's voice came from behind: "Don't rush, keep a constant speed."

Yan Hao heard that, the calf muscles exerted strength, and the pedals were stepped on faster.

You don't listen to me, why should I listen to you?

The speed at the beginning was too fast, and the banquet was over within 10 minutes. The old cow was humming and sweating profusely.

Jiang Muxing's breathing was not disturbed, and he calmly said: "I told you not to ride too..."

Yan Hao glared over depressed.

Jiang Muxing turned his head and closed his thin lips.

Yan Hao thought that riding a bicycle was secondary, and it was mainly Jiang Muxing who explained to him the precautions for tomorrow's exam and gave him a few words of advice.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Muxing didn't tell him anything.

Cycling is cycling.

Yan Hao couldn't figure it out, last Sunday night was the last two classes before the end of the semester, Jiang Muxing didn't say anything about the exam, and he didn't check his review.

Not yet.

Is this not serious at all, or do you think he's okay?

-

Half an hour later, Jiang Muxing parked the car on both sides.

Yan Hao's face was dripping with sweat, he was not far from the limit, but Jiang Muxing didn't struggle at all.

"Squad leader, your physical strength is really good."

Yan Hao took a sneak peek at his figure, the back of the short sleeves of the school uniform was a little wet, and the muscle lines of that part could be vaguely seen, not exaggerated, but very nice.

Jiang Muxing suddenly raised the hem of his short sleeves to fan the wind.

Yan Hao stared blankly at his strong abdominal muscles, and heard his voice: "I won't ride anymore."

"Oh good." Yan Hao hastily moved his gaze away from his abs, and looked out of the corner of his eye, "Squad leader, how did you train your abs?"

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "I haven't practiced before."

Banquet: "..."

Jiang Muxing put down his clothes.

He didn't see enough of the banquet, his eyes couldn't hide his disappointment, he wiped the sweat from his face, and rode back with Jiang Muxing, and they went home not long after.

Yan Hao was very worried about the exam. He was ready to suffer from insomnia tonight, but he fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

I feel dawn.

After seven o'clock, the second graders went to the examination room one after another, walking around in between.

Yan Hao didn't go with Xia Shui Yang Cong, when the class was almost gone, he packed up his things, got up with a pencil case, didn't go through the back door, but went through the front door.

Just wanted to pass by Jiang Muxing.

There are 12 science classes, among the top 1 in the grade, Class 3 is the head of the 8 key classes, and [-] of the places are occupied.

Except for Jiang Muxing who was in the original seat of the eight people, the other seven had to change, but none of them moved yet, they were in the classroom anyway, so there was no rush.

They didn't communicate, they didn't care about the banquet, they were just doing their own things.

Yanhao slowly got down from the podium, lowered his head to straighten his bangs, and peeked at Jiang Muxing with his eyes half closed.

Jiang Muxing was tidying up the desks, and when the banquet passed by, a book fell off.

Yan Hao approached uncontrollably, bent down to pick up the book and put it on his desk.

Jiang Muxing didn't say anything.

Yan Hao put down his hand and curled his fingertips. He was a little dazed when he didn't hear the words "Come on for the exam" and "I believe you will do well in the exam" from Jiang Muxing's mouth.

Jiang Muxing raised his head and asked casually, what else is there?

For some reason, Yanhao's nerve endings that had been stretched for a few days suddenly loosened.

Jiang Muxing's words and deeds as usual told him that this was an ordinary morning, just an ordinary exam.

It's nothing, it's fine as usual.

Yan Hao lightly pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled, not tense at all, but very relaxed: "Squad leader, I'm going to the examination room."

Jiang Muxing hummed: "Go."