my boy

Sunny to cloudy at 2016pm on December 12, 31

When everyone pursues what they want to pursue, they will meet the expectations of others accordingly.

And some people become a missing self in order not to disappoint others.

I always think about the people I have failed and the people who will be failed by me, or the people who will fail me in the future.

——YL

I went downstairs during the lunch break and brought Duan Yue a bottle of mineral water. This guy doesn't drink anything, he only likes drinking water.Just like him, white and watery.

I handed him the water, "Which history exam will be taken next week?"

Duan Yue took the water, nodded and said, "I'll give you the notes I've organized in the afternoon. You can read them carefully on Saturday and Sunday, and recite the key points of my drawing. You will almost pass the exam."

I pulled out the chair and sat down, looked at his side face drinking water and asked, "Aren't you coming to my house to play?"

Duan Yue shook her head and didn't answer me.

Nervously, I buttoned the open book, and didn't ask any more questions, so I could only say, "Then give me your notes this afternoon, and I'll spare you the appointment of Xiaomi on Saturdays and Sundays for the sake of the exam."

Duan Yue looked at me and smiled helplessly, "I'll play tricks here after you pass the exam."

I lowered my voice, "If you are like this, they will beat your chest with fists~"

Duan Yue didn't say a word this time and directly confused me with a book, I took it with a smile and changed the topic.

I'm curvy and want to make love to Duan Yue.

Duan Yue knew that I was crooked, and accepted my flirtatious methods, but the premise was that I gave him all the grades above the passing line.

So I can only talk about it, and occasionally hold hands sneakily, and I am already very satisfied.

It's so young.

It feels like I am really an inspirational story in high school: an inspirational bedtime story in high school in which outstanding students help the crane tail to pass.

If there is no existence of Sun Muren.

I know about the two of them, but Duan Yue just told me that his family stipulates every week, what to do on Saturday and Sunday, and what to do every Wednesday, and occasionally change the time.

I was fooled by him before because his family is indeed a prominent family, but Duan Yue keeps a low profile and doesn't let go of a fart. I guess even the class teacher doesn't know about it.

The reason why I know is because he didn't mention his family's background. These regulations and reasons are pure nonsense. After all, the economic base determines the superstructure, and I understand this.

Then I saw the matter between him and Mr. Sun also by chance, after all, it is easier for a teenager immersed in little sweets to have brain IQ and rational paralysis.

I secretly followed Duan Yue to find out his route, and then I had a chance encounter when I was in school or a surprise on his birthday, but I saw him walking into a very old residential area and was standing on the floor. Sun Muren, who got off, put his arms around his shoulders and brought him in.

In fact, there is nothing to say when I just saw this. It is understandable that Xiu and other students whom the teacher is optimistic about hug their shoulders intimately and go in for a meal, but I still understand Duan Yue's temperament somewhat, and I am gay.

I could smell the old man's arrogance from a long distance away, as well as the gesture of hugging his shoulders. In short, my intuition felt that something was wrong, so I followed in.

The building is very old and doesn't even have a camera.

There are not many neighbors around, and the few bicycles parked in front of the building are in harmony with the building, exuding the atmosphere of old era relics from head to toe.

At first I was quite confused, because I didn’t know how many floors they entered, until I sneaked up to the fifth floor and saw Duan Yue who was pressed on the sofa. The doors here are still the old ones on the outside. Iron anti-theft door, there is another door inside, because it was summer at that time, few people lived in this building, the inner door was wide open, only the outer anti-theft door was in charge, and the bottom of this anti-theft door was hollowed out.

So when I was sneaking up the stairs, I changed to a half-climbing posture when I heard the sound. Through a thin layer of gauze, I bumped into this scene in a daze. The old man who was nearly fifty was pressed under him, shaking non-stop.

It made me want to throw up, but I couldn't look away. Duan Yue is very attractive, especially the line from the chin to the neck. Every time he looks up at the blackboard, I can look at his smooth lines and drool. , and what I see now is the lines that have been completely pulled apart, which is astonishingly beautiful.

But I had no intention of drooling over it, Duan Yue tightly pursed her lips and stared at the ceiling blankly, like a dying deer.

The person on his body pushed him hard, and instead of pulling it out, he shot it in.Duan Yue frowned and turned her head. She turned her head towards me. I shrank back quickly, but he still noticed it. Fortunately, he probably didn't know it was me.

I scrambled and rolled down the stairs, and vaguely heard Duan Yue saying: "Close the door quickly, someone will see it." Then I heard a heavy slamming sound of the door.

"boom--!"

It shattered to the ground along with the heart of a young boy who had just burst into pink bubbles.

I sat in the basement in the corridor until Duan Yue came out. Hiding in the dark corner of the basement, I saw the old man squeeze/rub Duan Yue's buttocks with his hands very erotically, and then said, "See you on the weekend."

Duan Yue kept his head down, and I could only see three-quarters of his profile in the corner where I was, and the dim light in the corridor carefully perched on the tip of his hair.

After touching enough, the old man breathed a sigh of relief against Duan Yue's ear, and said with a light smile.

"Good night baby."

Duan Yue still didn't say a word, pushed the door and walked out, and then this Teacher Sun lit a cigarette in the corridor, smoked slowly and then left the corridor.

I tiptoed and followed our math teacher all the way to his house.

In the following days, I began to record Sun Muren's whereabouts, and found out when he made an appointment with Duan Yue.

I plan to kill Sun Muren, and Duan Yue has part of the reason.

The author has something to say: sad holiday balance is zero.

I'm going to school, I feel like I'm going to go against cp, and I guess I'll have to change the keywords by then.

But it doesn't have to be written first.

Made a small change.