After Gu Wang finished speaking, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said. He really put the other person's exercise book in front of He Qinghuan, "Brother, help him see it."
Song Zhiyan asked Gu Wang blankly, "Wangwang, do you know what you are talking about?"
Gu Wang was still thinking about how to answer, his reaction was much slower than usual.
Song Zhiyan took advantage of this time to look at He Qinghuan's eyes. The latter's eyes were soft, surprisingly soft, and his throat was dry and tight.
Wangwang, what's the difference between this fucking and sending it to the door?!
In just ten or twenty seconds, Gu Wang thought of how to answer Song Zhiyan, he nodded, of course, "I know."
Song Zhiyan, "..."
He was wrong, he shouldn't expect to get any normal answers from drunks!
Shen Zhao was sticking his chin, chopsticks flicking on the plate, taking a look at him from time to time, and then at He Qinghuan, he suddenly thought of something.
Shen Zhao is very nervous, but he may remember Guwang's things more clearly than his own.
Gu Wang has always liked wine, both red and white, but just pour one cup. The wine is good most of the time. You can't even tell that he is drunk without looking carefully.
So Gu Wang got drunk and huddled in the corner of the sofa to make a call. No one noticed.
Someone cut the song, the box suddenly became quiet, and Gu Wang's humming voice was clear.
Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan stopped singing, and went over to listen to whom Gu Wang was calling.
"Then what are you doing?"
Gu Wang opened the hands-free, and the people on the other side of the phone could also hear Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan. The people over there didn't speak until a long time, faint, and a little helpless, "I'm going to sleep."
"Oh," Gu Wang lowered his head and was drunk. After a while, he asked again, "Then what are you doing?"
Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan, "..."
The person over there replied tirelessly, without any impatience in his tone.
Only then did Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan tell who the person on the other side of the phone was based on the tone of voice. It was cold and light. Isn't that the fuck He Qinghuan?!!!
He actually answered Wang's call?!
Still playing the boring drunk quiz game with Guwang here?!
Gu Wang fell asleep in a daze, Shen Zhao picked up Gu Wang’s phone and wanted to help hang up the call. When she was about to hang up, a little girl next to the song station finished her song and turned her head to see that Gu Wang was already asleep. He stopped, and said dissatisfied, "Wangwang said that I can sing with me. It's only what time, so I fell asleep!"
She was still holding the wheat in her hand, and what she said echoed in the entire box. Shen Zhao said, "Let Wangwang play with you next time" and hung up the phone. When she looked down, she realized that the screen of the phone was dark. .
I don't know when the phone was hung up.
Song Zhiyan got up from the sofa and squeezed the girl away from the song station. "Little kid go to the side, Wanwan wakes up and knows you told him not to beat you."
"Then I will tell Uncle Gu, he bullies the weak and the cousin!"
"You sue you, you are fooling around outside, you sue."
"..."
At that time, Shen Zhao thought that He Qinghuan should be possible. He was impressed by Wangwang. He probably wanted to test Guwang again. So the next day Song Zhiyan said in the group that He Qinghuan asked Wangwang to buy it from abroad. The chocolate was thrown into the trash can without blinking.
Shen Zhao felt that his IQ was not enough for countless times, but He Qinghuan, no matter how high his IQ was, he probably couldn't figure it out.
Song Zhiyan poked Shen Zhao, "What are you thinking?"
Shen Zhao looked at Gu Wang, "I wonder why I am so handsome."
"..."
Gu Wang put the exercise book in front of He Qinghuan, meaning that He Qinghuan could give someone the topic.
But as everyone knows, He Qinghuan never talks to people, and there are not a few people who came to him for questions before. He Qinghuan used drafts to send people away.
He Qinghuan didn't move.
Gu Wang frowned impatiently and knocked on the table in front of He Qinghuan, "Brother, tell him quickly."
He Qinghuan raised his eyes to look at the boy in front of him with his brows bright as the sun.
"If you don't tell me, I'm very shameless."
Yue Feng patted the table excitedly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera and looked at Gu Wang, "I must record this exciting moment. I know that tomorrow Gu Wang will doubt life."
He Qinghuan's gaze moved away from Gu Wang's face, and fell on the boy who was standing aside hesitantly. He said lightly, "Come here, I will tell you."
The boy's face was gray and his heart was gray. He thought that Gu Wang and He Qinghuan would not be together. As a result, he was really shocked by the ambiguous and sultry relationship between the two.
The brother Gu Wang said was He Qinghuan...
He Qinghuan, what kind of brother is he?!
He Qinghuan promised Gu Wang to teach people the topic, so he would not be perfunctory. He explained the topic in a way suitable for the first year of high school. The boy nodded vaguely and said that he understood it, and then left with the exercise book vaguely.He is broken in love.
Yue Feng looked at the boy's lost back and sighed helplessly, "Poor boy, he was blinded by the illusion again."
No one answered him.
He Qinghuan looked at Gu Wang, "I save you face."
Gu Wang nodded in approval like an elder.
"..."
He Qinghuan's eyes met Gu Wang's unclear eyes, and he asked softly, "Are there any rewards?"
"Yes," Gu Wang said, bending over and carrying a can of wine from the ground, and placed it heavily on the table, "Come on, I'll go with you."
"..."
On the way back to the classroom, Gu Wang walked very slowly and his face was normal. He even walked as usual. He couldn't tell that he had drunk, if you didn't talk to him.
Wen Ting went downstairs holding her homework and saw Gu Wangshun saying hello, "Good afternoon."
Gu Wang smiled, "Good morning."
Wen Ting, "???"
Song Zhiyan took Gu Wang aside, who was still thinking about what to say next, and said to Wen Ting, "Good afternoon."
He was found drinking at school, so he must write a review.
Gu Wang now doesn't follow the preface when he speaks, and the answer is not what he asked. It is not obvious that he can smell the alcohol when he is close, so as long as he does not speak.
Song Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there is no teacher for late self-study."
Now that teachers are in class, they all like to answer questions with a little attention.
The idea is clear and the method is concise.
Shen Zhao said astonishingly, "It's not necessarily. Sometimes there may be teachers. We also took physics class for self-study last night."
Song Zhiyan smiled, "Really, Zhaozi, I always want to ask you a question."
Shen Zhao nodded, "You said."
"Will you die if you don't speak?"
"..."
The air between the two of them solidified for a few seconds. After a long time in the corridor of the teaching building, the two teachers’ eyes of the prodigal son who had progressed rapidly and changed their faces fought together. Yue Feng stretched out his hand to pull the frame, pulling the frame, and taking the opportunity to step on Song Zhiyanyi. The feet were just detected by Song Zhiyan.
"..."
After a short pause, Yue Feng was also joined in the scuffle.
Gu Wang ignored the few people behind, he stepped up the steps step by step, walking slowly and seriously.
He Qinghuan also slowed down and waited for him.
From the small window on the wall at the corner, layers of overlapping orange clouds are transpiring over the sun, and the ambiguous and gentle light enveloped the entire teaching building.
Gu Wang quietly reached out behind and hooked He Qinghuan's little finger.
Gu Wang didn't feel the resistance of the dragged person, and Gu Wang used a little force.
He Qinghuan paused for a moment. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand held on his side. Gu Wang was thin and his hands were thinner, smaller and thinner than He Qinghuan's hands, and thinner and whiter, circled on the little finger. Like a white jade ring.
"I'm afraid of losing, you lead me." Gu Wang whispered.
After a long while, He Qinghuan's eyes raised slightly, "Okay."
He took his thumb away from Gu Wang's hand and went straight up to encircle Gu Wang's wrist, "Is this all right?"
He Qinghuan asked softly, like coaxing children.
Gu Wang stared at his gripped wrist, nodded, and said slowly, "That's fine."
Gu Wang followed He Qinghuan step by step, and when he couldn't help but want to say hello to someone, He Qinghuan would squeeze his wrist with care, and he immediately became quiet.
As soon as he went to the corridor on the floor of his classroom, Gu Wang shook He Qinghuan's hand.
He Qinghuan looked at his empty palm, he knew that Gu Wang after drunk really just used him as a tool man, and he was really afraid of losing it.
It has nothing to do with who is being pulled.
"..."
The good is not the bad spirit.
Shen Zhao's statement might be fulfilled. Ten minutes before class, Wen Ting informed the class that she would come and give everyone test papers when class was held. As today's homework, she took home to do it.
He Qinghuan was reading, and after hearing the notice, he subconsciously looked at the boy by the window.
It's quiet and I'm also reading.
He Qinghuan was a little relieved, but he couldn't get a page of the book behind. For a long time, he stood up and shocked Yang Yu, who was hiding under the table next to him and playing on the phone.,
Yang Yu looked up in a panic, stammered and asked, "Squad leader, what...what's wrong?"
He Qinghuan probably didn't hear it. He took the book casually in his hand and walked around to Wenting's side from the back of the classroom, "Can I change my seat?"
Wen Ting just finished talking with Yaya, she looked up and asked inexplicably, "What's the matter?"
He Qinghuan put the book on Wenting's desk, "I don't know if there are questions, but Gu Wang should."
Wen Ting was deceived for a moment. She sat in He Qinghuan’s place with her books and homework in a daze. She was frightened. This is the class leader and the desk for studying God. It is said that Xueba’s desk is alive. Wen Ting put down the book and prayed with her hands together very piously.
After she paid her respects, she reacted with hindsight, and even He Qinghuan couldn't ask. How difficult was this question?!
Also, He Qinghuan won't, but Gu Wang will?!
It seemed Wangwang was even deeper than she thought.
He Qinghuan just made an excuse casually. He was worried that Gu Wang would talk nonsense when he came.
He sat down, opened the book, and stretched out a nice hand in front of him to take his book away. He Qinghuan looked at Gu Wang's serious profile, wondering what he wanted to do again.
Gu Wang turned two pages casually, and turned his head to look at He Qinghuan, "Which question can't you?"
He Qinghuan, "..."
Gu Wang really came when He Qinghuan came to ask him questions.
He Qinghuan glanced at his desk and took all the books down.
"..."
"There is a question, I will write it to you." He Qinghuan tore a page from his draft and wrote a topic that a group of postdoctoral fellows on the Internet hadn't discussed the result recently, and showed Gu Wang.
Gu Wang took the past and did so seriously.
He Qinghuan was not trying to make Gu Wang fun, he hoped that Gu Wang would be quiet, at least wait for Li Shuya to leave before making noise.
Li Shuya came to the classroom on time at the beginning of the evening self-study. She was holding a stack of geography test papers. The geography teacher recently fell ill and asked her to help copy a few sets of test papers and give one set to the class every day.
She watched the test papers pass down one by one, and said, "Tomorrow noon, the geography representative will collect the test papers and hand them to my office."
"The temperature will drop sharply in the last two days, so please feel free to wear school uniforms or not. If you feel cold, wear your own clothes to stop catching a cold."
Her gaze fell on Gu Wang, and the boy lowered his head with his eyebrows drooping, writing and drawing very seriously.
Perhaps he sensed that someone was looking at him. Gu Wang looked up blankly and met Li Shuya's gaze. He responded with a bright smile.
He Qinghuan has been paying attention to him. He knocked on the table and said, "Do the question."
Gu Wang immediately retracted his gaze, "Okay."
"..."
Li Shuya rarely saw Gu Wang smiling like this. She was taken aback for a while, and saw the boy next to him say something, and Gu Wang began to write and paint again.
When did He Qinghuan sit next to Gu Wang?
After the test papers were issued, she called out He Qinghuan and Wen Ting.
Not asking why they changed seats privately.
"Why don't you just sit like this in the future?"
Wen Ting was taken aback, and then said, "I can sit anywhere."
He Qinghuan did not immediately agree. He stood in the corridor with the windows in the classroom facing outwards. From He Qinghuan's perspective, he could see half of Gu Wang's face. He paused and said, "Gu Wang may not be willing to sit with me."
Li Shuya frowned, "Then ask his opinion?"
Anyway, this seat has to be changed sooner or later, so don't let these two toss her party secretary.He Qinghuan smiled, "Let me ask."
Li Shuya nodded.
He Qinghuan walked out of the window a few steps, knocked on the glass, and Gu Wang looked up at him.
"Wangwang, would you like to be at the same table with me?"
Gu Wang paused, imitating He Qinghuan's afternoon tone, "Are there any rewards?"
He Qinghuan rubbed his hair, "I have a question for you."
Gu Wang held the draft paper in his hand and raised it, "I don't want it, it's not difficult."
He Qinghuan, "Okay."
So, just when Gu Wang was drunk and didn't know what He Qinghuan was talking about, his deskmate became He Qinghuan again.
He Qinghuan knew that Gu Wang would certainly not agree easily on weekdays, but he had no intention of playing this move.
Li Shuya took the initiative to bring it up.
Put Gu Wang close to the door and into the mouth.
If he doesn't pick up, isn't it too human?
Gu Wang, who is solving the problem, knows nothing about these.
The answer to that question was solved by He Qinghuan the night before.
Now, he wants Gu Wang to figure it out.
On the way to school the next morning, Gu Wang received a video from Shen Zhao.
[Shen Zhao: Yuehou asked me to send it to you.]
The more monkey?
Gu Wang guessed Yue Feng blindly, but when did he become Yuehou?
[Song Zhiyan: Because of his wicked spirit, I had a fight with Shen Zhao yesterday, he pulled sideways, stepped on my shoes, and pinched my neck.]
[Gu Wang:...]
Gu Wang clicked on the video.
At first it was a bit blurry and the picture was chaotic. After two seconds, it was much better. Gu Wang saw that the protagonists of the video were himself and He Qinghuan.
He pointed to He Qinghuan and slowly called to his brother.
Shouted again and again.
The corners of his eyes were red, and his voice was dumb, completely different from usual, even Gu Wang felt embarrassed.
But He Qinghuan accepted all orders.
Gu Wang understands He Qinghuan. He Qinghuan's eyes in the video are like seeing a lion throwing its prey into a snare. He is leisurely, he can see his desire for monopoly, and he can also see his vigilance against snoopers around him.
Gu Wang wanted to cover his face.
He should have drunk the wine given by Yue Feng. No wonder, he had no impression of what happened last afternoon until the evening.
Enduring the urge to explode, after watching the video, I felt my heart beating a bit faster.
Gu Wang was drunk only once in college, and his roommate said that he had good wine, but he just kept singing.
Repeating "Send Mr." over and over again
His drunk appearance is actually similar to the drunk appearance of Gu Wang before, subconsciously leaning against the person he likes.
Gu Wang watched the video once, but didn't dare to watch it a second time. He could obviously feel the heat behind his ears.
This feeling of burning behind the ear reached its peak when he saw He Qinghuan sitting in the position of Wen Ting.
Gu Wang usually flirts, but they are within the range that he can play, but when he is drunk, he is obviously out of Guwang's control. He didn't expect that he could call He Qinghuan like brother?
Gu Wang was shy, and He Qinghuan saw it because of yesterday's incident.
He put on a goose-yellow sweater, which was so tender that he couldn't bear to pierce the calmness of his pretense.
Gu Wang cleared his throat, "Why are you sitting here?"
He Qinghuan wore a white sweater, so clean that it was not dusty, and his eyebrows were cold. He stuck his chin, raised his eyes, and said slowly, "My brother wants to sit next to him."
"What do you propose?"
The author has something to say: Naiwang: Lead me
-The thoughts discussed by the doctors may be more professional, but in fact it is not a problem that can be solved with academic thinking, yes, love thinking, because I made up (not)