Chapter 20

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date="2020-11-22"

title="Chapter 20"

weight="106353"

series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

mode = "manual"

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As the sun sets, half of the sky is dyed red.

Spent the last night at Anyuan High School, and tomorrow morning will drive back to No. 2 High School. was able to get to school at noon, and the next two and a half days of holiday came this month.

The classmates of Anyuan High School are already on vacation. There are 60 or 70 male students from No. 2 Middle School in the entire dormitory building. There are sparsely populated people in the dormitory. Most of them 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 season when apples are ripe. Students can go up the mountain and buy some for home.

"Let's go." Qi Cheng took the things and walked out of the dormitory with Zhu Fan Xia Li.

The mountain path has been cleaned up very clean. It is said that it is a mountain, but it is actually a hill, not high, and there are large flats on it. The land is fertile and suitable for planting.

In the process of climbing the mountain, the three people saw that there were also students from the second middle school going up and down, "I don't know whether it is expensive or not. If it is delicious, I would like a contact information and ask if I can deliver it to my door."

Qi Cheng, "A fruit garden of this size will supply the fruit store. You don't need to ask him to deliver it to your door. You can go directly to the fruit store and ask."

He breathed very steadily, not like climbing a mountain, but walking on flat ground.

"So," Xia Li and Zhu Fan said, "They are quite famous."

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

Zhu Fan bumped him and whispered gossip, "Qi Cheng, there was something wrong with Xueba after he rode back. He has been lying on the table and writing things. I was still thinking of being a Xueba and never forgot to study anytime, anywhere. Then I accidentally glanced at it and saw a line of words written on Xueba’s notebook. I didn’t see the rest, but I promise, I saw the words what plan."

Xia Li stood by, "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 continued, "They are not familiar with each other."

Qi Cheng looked back at them, stepped faster, and threw them behind in three or two steps. Zhu Fan and Xia Li looked at each other, feeling like they were disgusted.

Cough, gossip man.

When it was almost there, had already smelled the delicate fragrance of apples. Zhu Fan and Xia Li picked up a large bag. Qi Cheng waited for them outside. The orchard owner’s son ran around holding a big apple. Every time he ran past him, he raised his head and looked curiously. he.

Qi Chengzang smoked and smiled back at him.

After more than half an hour, the group went down the mountain again.

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

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

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

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

He accompanied Xia Li and Zhu Fan out mainly to climb mountains and to relax. The clothes you wear are also for convenience. In this kind of weather, sweat is unavoidable, and there will be sweat beads on the forehead rolling off the side face.

Chi Yan was fascinated by the look, and the tips of his fingers on the table moved slightly, trying to lift his hand to wipe off the sweat.

But he didn't do anything yet, Chang Yao had already handed Qi Cheng a wet towel.

Qi Cheng took the towel, "Thank you."

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

Chi Yan's eyelids drooped and remained silent.

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

"Mathematics," Chang Yao replied in a low voice, "I will hand it in after I come back from the holidays. I want to do it first, but many of them won't..."

He didn't know where he found a hairpin, clipped the hair that was too long on his forehead, his whole face was refreshingly exposed, his eyes were afraid to look at people, but compared with the gloomy before, he seemed to be shy now Turtle, whoever looks at him, puts his head in his shell, which is only fun.

Qi Cheng found it interesting, but Chi Yan opened his mouth before him, staring directly at Chang Yao, "If you don't, you can ask me."

"Student Chang Yao," Xueba pushed his eyes, and no strangers would enter, "please feel welcome."

Qi Cheng paused, turned his head to look at Xia Li, and Xia Li spread his hands toward him, lip-synching, "You—look—right."

Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows, stood up, took the things and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a bath. Xia Li and Zhu Fan asked him to wait. The three of them were all sweating, each took their things and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.

The door rang and closed, Chi Yan's smile narrowed.

Chang Yao glanced at him, then lowered his head, the shyness just now disappeared.

In a dormitory, two people are sitting at the table, one meter away, only the sound of pen falling on the paper can be heard.

The bath room is behind the dormitory building.

Separating the individual rooms with white tarps can only cut off the line of sight, but not the sound.

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

"Fortunately, there is no need to line up."

"This water house is simpler than our school."

Qi Cheng squinted at them, his tone of smile was obvious, and the voice through the water curtain was lost, "If the people in No. 2 Middle School hear it, you can wait to be beaten."

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

After waiting for half an hour, Qi Cheng and the others left the water room before Qi Zhong came out. His fingers were soaking up, waiting for Wu You, who had already run into the supermarket at the door, helplessly, "Brother, can you slow down?"

Qi Zhong asked him: "Have you seen Qi Cheng and them?"

"No," Wu You, "I went to the supermarket, and no one saw anyone when I came back."

Qi Zhong nodded, took the ice water in his hand, and pasted his hot skin, "I'm so hot."

"Then you don't come out quickly?" Wu You rolled his eyes, "Qi Zhong, you are really weird today. It was also in the afternoon. Didn't you ride a horse? As a result, you haven't been on a horse for an entire afternoon and you have been hiding. Equestrian teacher, didn't you obviously look forward to it before you came?"

Qi Zhong obviously didn't want to say more, "I'm 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. He raised his head and poured ice water, sliding his apple up and down, "muscle strain."

"Besides," he said, "Wu Yuan, and those in Class 3, haven't they all been on the horse?"

It's impossible to say that Qi Cheng doesn't care who the person who forcibly kisses him is.

But if you say you care too much, you don't have it.

Qi Cheng's instinct told him that the person waiting in the corridor must be an acquaintance beside him.

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

Wu Yuan seldom waited for people. For some reason, his whole body was impetuous today, and his eyes sank again. His eyes were deep, "Would you like a cigarette?"

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

Qi Cheng gave the things to Xia Li and Zhu Fan, took the cigarette in his hand, and skillfully turned it around between his fingers, before saying, "Come on."

Two people walked to the side of the dormitory building, where there were a few lush and leafy trees, under the shadow trees, the breeze was cool.

Wu Yuan threw the lighter to Qi Cheng, Qi Cheng leaned against the wall, tilted his head and lit his cigarette.

The flames turned bright and dark, Qi Cheng squinted his eyes and leaned against the wall, standing in line with Wu Yuan. The fragrance of dew on his body after taking a shower floated to Wu Yuan in front of him.

With shampoo, shower gel, and clean fragrance, Wu Yuan's nose moved a few times, and the words he wanted to say were blocked, and he began to reorganize his language.

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

He asked with a smile, mixed with the smell of smoke.

"In the middle." Wu Yuanyan was concise and concise.

"Oh," Qi Cheng nodded, and put the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and put it in his mouth again, "have you stayed up late at night? See you are not very energetic today."

Wu Yuan snorted, and his mouth showed a slight arc, "You were so concerned about me."

"Of course," Qi Cheng raised his left eyebrows and smiled again, "after all, they were all related to sleeping together."

Wu Yuan lifted his cheeks and looked unhappy, but he gave a deep reply.

In the time of a cigarette, the two chatted a few words, Wu Yuan spit out a puff of smoke, "I won't go back with the school bus tomorrow morning."

Qi Cheng turned to look at him.

Wu Yuan glanced at him, and a smile flashed in the surrounding light, "I have something to do."

There is ambition hidden in his eyes, burning like a raging fire, and greed is the diesel fuel for combustion.

Qi Cheng pinched out the smoke.

"it is good."

Watching Qi Cheng leave, Wu Yuan took out another cigarette and held it in his mouth.

Halfway through the smoke, he burst into laughter. He took a puff of cigarette, and the flames burned quickly, from the tail to the front.

Then he squeezed out the smoke, walked out from behind the dormitory, and walked out of the gate of Anyuan High School.

A few young people squatting on the ground have been waiting by the school gate, watching him walk out and rush over, "Brother Yuan."

"Well," Wu Yuan strode towards the destination, "hurry up."

"There are several companies in East China Street who have not repaid their debts. Today is the last day, and the money must be returned."

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

"Or come back," Wu Yuan, "I don't have money to eat."

He has a weak tone.