You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

Chapter 103

Ling Yifeng pushed the cup towards her, just about to continue doing his own thing, when he turned around, he found that she was still there.

"You and Ye Bingyu's cups are here," Ling Yifeng looked awkward at her, and wanted to leave, "If you're okay..."

"Hey, Yi Feng." Xu Qian hurriedly stopped him, hesitated for a while and said, "Thank... thank you."

"Ah, it's okay." Ling Yifeng was completely confused, "It's easy to do."

"Thank you for moving the books last time." Xu Qianqian said.

"It's okay, you don't have to be so polite." Ling Yifeng responded, but found that he had no impression, and asked after a pause, "Which time?"

"It was after that physical education class..." Xu Qianqian stopped talking in the middle of her sentence, "It's okay, just forget it, but I will remember everything you have done. Anyway, thank you."

Ling Yifeng almost blurted out, "Everyone should be classmates and help each other." After thinking about it, it was still not so official: "I really appreciate it, it's just a trivial matter, if you don't tell me, I'll forget about it."

"And the matter of Chen Hao..." Xu Qianqian said softly, "Really, thank you very much."

If it was something else, Ling Yifeng might have clarified it directly, but facing Xu Qianqian, he couldn't explain the real reason why he and Chen Hao fought.

Not only because of this, Xu Qianqian's tone of saying this is very sentimental, but more importantly, the nature of these things is very sensitive.

He is not saying that he must maintain a good image in front of Xu Qianqian, he just doesn't want to tell a girl who can only be regarded as an ordinary classmate that he hesitated for a month when facing Qizhongshan before fully confessing. things.

"I'm not here to complain about injustices," Ling Yifeng said nothing at last, "I'm glad I can help you by the way, so don't take it too seriously."

He knew that Xu Qianqian's attitude towards him was a bit strange, and he could feel that Xu Qianqian wanted to get close to him, but maybe it was a preconceived notion, but subconsciously he didn't think Xu Qianqian liked him.

Xu Qianqian likes Ye Yiming, this is what everyone thinks.

It's as if Ye Bingyu likes Qi Zhongshan.

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Qi Chongshan didn't come back just after he went out, he wasn't in his seat, and Ling Yifeng didn't see him when he went out, but when he turned around, he found Ye Yiming and Ye Bingyu chatting at the door of the water room.

The structure of their school is a bit strange. There is a water room in the middle of the corridor, and the men's and women's toilets are next to each other on the left and right sides. It is not set at the end of the corridor, which makes people feel a little weird.

Qi Zhongshan came out from the bathroom, shook the water from his hands, and happened to pass by the two of them. Ye Yiming saw him and said hello: "Hey, you come to the bathroom yourself?"

"Ah," Qi Zhongshan was stunned for a moment, and quickly picked up the stalk, "No. It's for Yifeng."

Ye Yiming looked at him and smiled: "Stupid."

Ye Bingyu laughed, her eyes gliding over Qi Zhongshan, and soon stopped on Ye Yiming, she didn't even turn her head when Qi Zhongshan left.

Ling Yifeng leaned against the corner of the corridor, looking at the three of them leisurely.

All the signs in his eyes pointed to a different point of view from the public - Ye Bingyu probably didn't like Qi Chongshan, or at least didn't care that much.

Sometimes Ling Yifeng also feels that he is quite boring, always paying attention to these strange details, especially when the object of attention may like Qi Zhongshan, this behavior becomes even more boring.But in fact, he is indeed the kind of person who is particularly sensitive to other people's emotional perception. He can discover the relationship between Ling Yichen and Qi Ming when his peers are not sensible. This habit of paying attention to details is really inborn, isn't it? For people related to Qi Zhongshan.

but……

If he was asked to list the phenomena he observed one by one, in Qi Zhongshan's eyes, he could not be sure, which would be another evidence of "lack of security".

Ling Yifeng shrugged, put his arms on the shoulders of Qi Zhongshan who was walking towards him, and whispered in his ear.

"Oops." Qi Chongshan hid to the side, his words were blunt, but his tone was quite gentle, and the slightly magnetic bass made Ling Yifeng's heart itch.

"I'll give you a little wind," Ling Yifeng said in his ear, "you forget it once you hear it."

"Well," Qi Zhongshan squeezed his fingertips, "tell me."

"Ye Bingyu doesn't like you," Ling Yifeng said, "You can't hide your liking for this kind of thing, and it's okay to dislike it. After talking about it, forget about it."

"I didn't say you..." Qi Zhongshan sighed, "Why do you care about her so much? She may not be the only one who likes me."

"Because Ye Yiming likes her, and you two have a good relationship," Ling Yifeng said, "I just find it strange—you all know that Ye Yiming likes her, and she should know it too, so if she likes Ye Yiming, why does she pretend to be I like you?"

"I also don't think it's necessary, so according to my observation, it shouldn't be an act." Qi Zhongshan glanced at him, and immediately changed his words, "No, I don't care if she likes me at all. The 'observation' I mean means ..."

"Does your desire to survive have to be so strong!" Ling Yifeng couldn't help laughing, "Hey, I'm just curious, it's nothing, forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

"Hey, I'm afraid you'll be angry." Qi Zhongshan also laughed, "I'm afraid all day long."

The two entered the back door, opened the stool and sat in.

Ling Yifeng turned around and fastened the back door.

"When you fall in love with me, you have to be afraid," Ling Yifeng said softly, "Aside from other things, when you fall in love with a man, you have to have the awareness of fear."

Qi Zhongshan just looked at him very quietly.

"I don't dare to think about what it would be like if the two of us were stabbed out," Ling Yifeng said, "Am I being selfish in thinking this way? I just think about how to talk now, and we can talk every day..."

"Why is it 'exploded by someone'?" Qi Zhongshan asked patiently, "Why can't it be explained frankly by myself?"

"You mean voluntarily coming out of the closet?" Ling Yifeng said after a moment of silence, "If there is such an opportunity... if there is such courage, of course it would be even better."

"Actually, I didn't think about this question at all at first." Qi Zhongshan smiled, "But you asked me before, and I wanted to think about it. When we were first together, I thought about it almost every night. People want to get something , I must give up others. I chose the person I like and chose this path. I have to take corresponding risks and have corresponding courage. It is better to be active than passive.”

"Then what are you going to do?" Ling Yifeng asked a series of questions in one breath, "Come out? To whom? Parents? Teachers? Classmates? Everyone around you? In what way? When?"

Qi Zhongshan fell silent.

He thought of the rubber band.

Ling Yifeng didn't intend to push him too hard. Seeing that he was silent, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair: "I understand how you feel...but now we can only hide it from you, or we can only hide it. Bear with it. We still have a long way to go... There is no rush."

Qi Chongshan knew that he had done nothing wrong, but he couldn't help feeling guilty after being comforted by Ling Yifeng.

He knew that in this relationship, he was the only one facing the pressure of coming out from the beginning to the end.Ling Yifeng's upbringing environment and original social environment are more relaxed than his. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if one day he has to face the pressure of coming out of the closet in society, Ling Yichen and Qi Ming will bear it. Two difficulty levels.

"I will work hard," Qi Zhongshan said vaguely in words that only he could understand, "you trust me."

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The review for the final exam in the second semester of high school was miserable, and the weather was relatively sultry, and the air became sticky due to the dense crowd. If it weren't for the electric fan on top of Ling Yifeng's head, I really don't know how to survive.

It has been more than half a year since I came here, Ling Yifeng thought to himself.

He listened to the restless chirping of cicadas hidden under the phoenix leaves, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Because the city he lived in later was too different from the city he lived in when he was a child, but the provincial capital was not far from that small town. In summer, the long-lost sense of familiarity immediately brought him back to his childhood memories.

Popsicles, soda, the floor, and Qi Zhongshan sleeping on his stomach next to him.

The sunlight through the window sills, the strange oversized shirt, the easel that is both in awe and longing, Qi Ming who stands beside the easel and concentrates on it...

Qi Ming.

Ling Yifeng turned his head to look at Qi Chongshan who was writing the paper, and sighed deeply.

This is the first time he stopped writing before Qi Zhongshan in the math test.

Of course, the reason is not that he is better than Qi Zhongshan in mathematics, but...

He has completely given up on the rest of the questions, not to mention thinking, he is not even interested in scratching, and he feels dizzy and nauseous when he sees the dense numbers.

Ling Yifeng thought about the pile of math test papers dangling on the passing line in his desk, and felt irritable for no reason.

With Qi Zhongshan's unremitting efforts, his biology and chemistry have made a qualitative leap compared to before, but physics and mathematics are still the same, and he has not been enlightened.

Physics is actually a little bit better. For his disastrous science scores, getting 110 to [-] points is not too much of a hindrance. After all, physics is only [-] points, and mathematics is different. It is recognized by various grades. Distractor.

Ling Yifeng was impatiently poking the draft paper with the used gel refill, and when he heard the sound of Qi Zhongshan putting down the pen next to him, his anxiety did not decrease but increased.

It may be because language subjects naturally recognize the importance of hard work more than science and engineering subjects. Qi Zhongshan's English progress is still quite obvious. Although it may not be reflected in his grades for a while, Ling Yifeng can feel his progress. speed of progress.

He should be happy that his boyfriend has improved, but that doesn't stop him from feeling sorry for himself.

When Qi Zhongshan got up to collect the papers from their group, others were still teasing him, but Ling Yifeng didn't even need to talk, he threw the papers into Qi Zhongshan's arms, turned and left the classroom.

He turned on the faucet in the bathroom, intending to pour some cold water to wake himself up, but found that the water pipe had been scalded by the scorching sun, and the lukewarm water made people feel rather disgusted.

He washed his face with water indiscriminately, and looked in the mirror to see the wet hair sticking to his forehead in strands, dripping water dripping down.

The eyes covered by the mist were not so clear. He squinted his eyes, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the person in the mirror was not himself, but Qi Ming.

He is the little painter who is lonely and courageous and romantic.

Ling Yifeng made a gesture of scissors to the too long hair, and cut it hard.

It doesn't seem like that much anymore.

He walked out of the bathroom without wiping the water off his face, so that the wind would blow on his face and cool it down a little.

He heard the high school students beside him chatting about the division of arts and sciences, and listening to the students in the same level talking about the upcoming hell high school, and gradually felt a little out of breath.

He didn't know if it was right for him to give up what he was good at and do what he was not good at.

After all, he also wanted to learn painting.

He no longer remembers how long it has been since he picked up a paintbrush to complete a complete painting. He only remembers staying up late every day fighting wits and courage with those formulas that he is destined not to coexist peacefully.

It's still too late.

He suddenly remembered what Duan Yu said.

So what to do.

Do you want to give up?

But where does that tuition come from?

If you want to study painting seriously, you have to go to a big city to visit a famous teacher. Will you meet Qi Yan and his friends?

How should Ling Yichen deal with those people for him.

Take a ten thousand step back and say, if he thinks so willfully again and walks away, what will Qi Chongshan do.

Ling Yifeng clenched his fist, and then gradually let it go.

high pressure.

These three words were engraved in his mind very clearly.

"Yi Feng, are you okay?" Ling Yifeng had just walked into the back door of the class, and Ye Yiming, who was discussing the answer, saw him and asked worriedly, "You don't look very well."

"Ah," Ling Yifeng didn't expect his condition to be so bad that Ye Yiming could tell, "It's okay, it's hot."

"Do you have a little fever?" Ye Bingyu interjected worriedly from the side, "One of you go and test the temperature."

"Qi Zhongshan is not here," Ye Yiming said subconsciously at first, and quickly realized, "...then what, wait for him to come back, let the doctor's son take a look."

"I'm fine," Ling Yifeng waved his hand, "Don't talk to him."

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for waiting for me to come back... I will check the QAQ after I get the nutrient solution and landmines on the computer, and I owe you a million QAQ updates...

The stable update can be resumed now, but I left the rest of the manuscript at school. I just took the train home, and I will go back in 1.1... But I will not be idle these days, and maybe I will continue to update it in the future. There are one or two updates, and now I have a manuscript to write, and I will release all the extras in one breath when it is finished (see the previous book), thank you for your understanding and support~