Don’t Talk To Me!

For the first time, Jin Linkun felt the firecracker with his eyes closed.

I also knew for the first time how fast my heart beats.

The boy's movements were jerky, a little nervous, and the fresh, fruity toothpaste smell, along with the soft and tender tongue, ignited awkwardly in his chest.

A Martian burst out and suddenly crackled, the smoke blew, and a burst of firecracker skin burst.

Jin Linkun was shocked.

Although sanity has almost been blown up, the remaining desire to survive is still due diligence to remind him that opening his eyes at this time may be beaten.

And the beating may not be light.

And the children were so brave that they might be scared back when they moved.

You can’t be in a hurry when you come to Japan.

Jin Linkun pretended to be asleep and changed his posture quietly. Preparing to adjust and adjust his breath again, Yu Sheng in his arms suddenly didn't know why he was slightly stretched and picked up his wrist.

Jin Linkun: "..."

...

"friend."

Climbing up from under the bed, Jin Linkun turned on the light on his waist and tried to explain: "Heartbeat is really beyond my control. I have tried my best."

He did not expect their children to be vigilant to this point.

After stealing half of his kiss, he suddenly grabbed the hand of his boyfriend who was sleeping.

"..." Yu Sheng covered his eyes with his arms and lay on his back on the pillow: "Shut up."

Jin Linkun shut his mouth in coordination, sat up with his arms, and leaned against the bed.

After a while, Yu Sheng leaned his hand under the bed and drew two.

Jin Linkun tried to pass his arm, and was grabbed by the hand, pulling it to the bed with a little force: "Are you afraid of getting cold?"

Jin Linkun said that in fact it is better to be cooler.

The children are not cold now, as if the whole person is getting hot.

The whole person was red, half of the face was covered in the quilt, and even the tip of the ear was hot.

So soft... not good.

Jin Linkun patted him with his wrist clenching his hand, beckoning that he would do nothing, that is, lying down, but that hand was slightly tightened and not released.

That strength is actually very unremarkable.

Very insignificantly, along the place where the finger touches the skin, a strange heat burned between his wrists.

The fortress that had been swayed by the cold ground was collapsed after shaking twice.

Jin Linkun opened his mouth and made no sound.

He tilted his shoulders, leaned on Sheng with one hand, listened to his heartbeat for a while, and bowed his head.

Yu Sheng is really awkward in this kind of thing, so awkward that he is almost too nervous, his jaw is raised, and his throat is tight.

But it didn't move.

The tip of the tongue gently pry open the lip, explore the entanglement, the breath is intertwined.

Jin Linkun kissed him and put a hand on Sheng's back and pressed his lips to appease softly: "It's okay, relax..."

The two were actually not familiar with this kind of thing. They bumped into each other and bumped into each other, not knowing who was hotter than others, and a little quick breathing entanglement.

Yu Sheng hadn't moved at all. When Jin Linkun was about to get up and evacuate him, he suddenly raised his arms and hugged him.

Jin Linkun took a breath.

The boy hugged tightly, and he didn't know how to relax, his chest was close to his chest, and he was close to him: "Brother."

Jin Linkun's chest was hot.

He turned sideways, let Yu Sheng lean on his shoulders, raised his hand to rub his hair, kissed his forehead: "Wait for you... don't worry."

Yu Sheng moved between his arms and half of his head came out.

The teenager's eyebrows and lips were struggling hard, and he didn't know that he had been reddened, and the pure black eye pupil was kissed with a little mist, reflecting his shadow cleanly.

Jin Linkun: "..."

Jin Linkun took out his glasses and put them on, and looked at the calendar again.

……quickly.

He let go of his arms, smiled at their children, and propped up: "Wait for me, I'll take some cold water--"

Before finishing the speech, Yu Sheng lifted him neatly, got out of bed with his arms, and entered the bathroom.

...

Slowing down again, the two had already been cold for a long time, and returned to the bed in a daze.

Jin Linkun leaned on the head of the bed, touched Yu Sheng's freshly dried hair, and looked at the time: "I'm not going to class today, shall I take a leave for you?"

Yu Sheng felt that this person's tone was more and more problematic: "...Do you really consider yourself my parent?"

"In this matter, it doesn't matter what I think."

Jin Linkun has gradually looked away from the torture of his life and patted his head very maturely, "I dare to say that I have passed a phone call and your fake will definitely be approved."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Can't deny it.

Jin Linkun’s phone is now very useful. The school said two days ago that it would start to prepare for the ceremony of ceremonies and oaths for the college entrance examination in the next few months. Everyone else notified parents, and his message was sent directly to the person’s mobile phone.

Yu Sheng wanted to remind the Education Department to change the prefix of "Dear Parents" several times, watching the director of one-finger Zen staring at the computer screen and typing the words of home school and school communication, or chose to unilaterally delete Jin Linkun Text message.

The next Monday is the monthly exam, and adequate rest is really necessary.

In fact, the two people do not need to take classes every day. They really want to review and help each other to learn together more efficiently than in school.

I just washed the cold water, and I still don't feel sleepy. Yu Sheng looked at the dawn that had risen outside the window and pressed his forehead to acquiesce in his proposal.

Jin Linkun couldn’t sleep either, moved down on the pillow, separated his arms around the person lying next to him, and patted his back gently: “It’s exactly tomorrow the day after tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday. Just relax a little and want to do something. what?"

Yu Sheng concisely said: "Sleep, learn."

"..." The boyfriend's yearning for life is very simple and pure, and it is a lifestyle worthy of being promoted.

Jin Linkun turned off the light and sent a few text messages to Liang Yifan. At the suggestion of a good friend, he briefly scanned the recently released movie and picked out several reviews with good ratings.

From the moment they are together, they haven't even had a serious date. The only two movies are still in the private room of the Internet cafe.

In one of the hugs, the hugging man also killed the other.

Jin Linkun thought that it was unbearable to look back, with his arms closed, ready to let Yu Sheng pick a movie, only to find that the person who had just been too sleepy was already sleeping close to him.

The boy's eyelashes were a little too thick, his eyes closed securely, his breath was light, and there was a little bit of cloth in his pajamas between his fingers.

Although the cold water was washed for half an hour, the undissipated enthusiasm was still revealed, the skin was slightly red, and the forehead was unconsciously next to him.

Jin Linkun lowered his head and looked down at his boyfriend through the faint moonlight passing through the window.

He suddenly felt that Yu Sheng was right.

It doesn't have to be a movie, let him watch the children sleep at home on the weekend for two days, it seems that he will not be bored at all.

...

The eyes closed in the early morning, and neither of them was sleepy.

Jin Linkun set the alarm clock, struggling to wake up in the morning to call the teachers of the schools on both sides to ask for leave, and then hugged and slept again.

At noon, Yu Sheng woke up and stuffed Jin Linkun, who was going to follow the kitchen, back into the bedroom and started to cook a meal, saving the two taste buds who had been dominated by takeaways and restaurants for weeks.

Yu Sheng went to bed early yesterday, and there were a few pages of unfinished words. The two of them finished their meal and sat down to finish the words together.

In the afternoon after a meal, it was easy to be sleepy, and Yu Sheng's biological clock was kept strict. Jin Linkun went to the balcony to try the temperature, pulled the person outside, and took a nap hand in hand.

Waking up in the afternoon, the teacher who just happened to save the model sent two sets of high-level mathematics papers. When Jin Linkun brushed the questions, Yu Sheng happened to pass by, simply taking the time to finish the remaining questions.

...

In the evening, in response to the text message "How does dating feel" sent by Liang Yifan's gossip heart, Jin Linkun thought about it for a long time, and then suddenly fell into contemplation.

Liang Yifan didn't receive a reply for a long time, couldn't help but ask: Kun God! What are you doing? Are you too tired to play? ?

Liang Yifan: The night’s sleep at night is very important. Although Brother Sheng is still young, it does not involve under the neck. You still have something to do!

Liang Yifan: Don't counsel God! Sleep well, come on!

Jin Linkun pondered for a few moments at these text messages and replied: Can't sleep anymore.

Liang Yifan:? ? ?

Jin Linkun did not explain any more. He accompanied his children who were too sleepy because they slept too much and ran for five kilometers. They also brushed three sets of college entrance examination simulation papers.

Near the end of the night, Liang Yifan found that they were stubborn and sent a circle of friends: an exceptionally fulfilling date.

Their brother Sheng passed by below and gave a simple and clear like.

Three days of exceptionally fulfilling appointments passed by.

The eight school joint examinations, the school's examination time are all arranged together. When Yu Sheng sat down in the examination room, he just received a message from Jin Linkun.

Dating, with objects, is very fulfilling: how does it feel?

Yu Sheng was shocked by the name of his extra-new WeChat for a while, but could not help raising his mouth, replying: no feeling.

The eight school entrance examination has always been publicly ranked, and this time the results are not as strong as last time. According to the principal's instructions to him, it is possible to hide the clumsiness properly, without having to take a good grade, it is almost enough, so as not to turn back and attract a group of schools to watch.

Yu Sheng doesn't have much obsession with this kind of examination. Since the principal wants him to be a little clumsy, he doesn't mind answering a few questions properly, and keeps the score in a sufficiently good and unobtrusive range.

After all, his foundation has always been there, and sometimes he accidentally listened to two sentences. The original scores in the third middle school were also inferior, and the examination room was also ranked in the middle. This time it is almost doubled.

Yu Sheng looked around, there was a clattering sound of flipping books and notes, and everyone was competing to read a few more pages.

There is a magic in reviewing before the exam. Although basically I don't see any question that may be tested, when I turn the book, I feel that I can see that every punctuation may be the test site.

Then during the exam, I found that it was useless to read before the exam, and then repeat the same last cycle before the next exam.

In this atmosphere, Yu Sheng felt that it was more inappropriate for him to chat with a mobile phone. He fumbled twice in his schoolbag, turned out the sixth-level English and made mistakes, spread it out, and gave him a message in the table with one hand.

Yu Sheng: Just take the exam, it's almost enough.

Yu Sheng: Go to the movies after the exam.

The preparation bell rang, and the footsteps of the invigilator teacher also rang far away.

Yu Sheng packed his desk twice and went to the front corner to put his schoolbag.

Looking up, Yin Mei was actually greeted with a slightly distorted face.

Another teacher who came to the invigilation exam did not teach the third grade and didn't know much about the situation. He walked to the door with two test paper bags and was stopped by Yin Mei's footsteps: "Teacher Yin?"

It's not wrong to meet head-on, Yu Sheng put down something, and he said politely: "Mr. Yin is good."

Yin Mei is not good at all recently.

The first reason was that the students who had gone out were almost lost, and the headmaster of the principal gave him a head training. The issue of handbags has not been resolved, and the best and most promising students in the class took the initiative to move to the bottom garbage class in class 7.

Although I don't know how this matter has anything to do with her, the head teacher of one class was upset when she saw her. Two days ago, she also made a report and asked for a new English teacher for the classmates.

Yu Sheng didn't plan to wait for her response, turned back to her seat, and just heard Yin Mei talking behind him: "Mr. Xu, you have to be strict when supervising the exam for a while. There may be a kind of unstudy in this exam room. Students who are mixed with people's crooked ways."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Xu, who is partnering to supervise the exam, teaches the first year of high school. I don’t know what she meant, but I can only smile: "I think the attitude of the students is very correct..."

Yin Mei looked at Yu Sheng, and the more she looked at her, the more unpleasant it was: "Knowing people knows faces but not hearts, personality issues have nothing to do with attitudes."

When she spoke, she didn't press the volume at all, and many students were a little nervous. Until the test paper was opened, she couldn't help but secretly looked around.

From the beginning of the exam, Yin Mei has been staring at Yu Sheng firmly, and half of the Chinese exam has really made her catch two cheating students.

One is on Sheng's right hand side, and the other is in the back row, with a cheat sheet written by Zhang Yuwen silently.

In fact, there are quite a few of these situations in the Third Middle School. The municipal joint examination level is strictly grasped, and once the examination is found, all examinations are terminated and the papers are submitted directly.

Yu Sheng was answering the composition. Suddenly he heard a severe scolding sound, and subconsciously raised his head. Yin Mei had slammed the book on the corner of his desk: "You also hand in the paper!"

Yu Sheng's eyes, which had been stuck on her body like her nails, distracted her for a long time. Finally, she saw that she had found a chance to attack. She put down her pen and raised her eyes: "Why?"

Yin Mei sneered: "You guys are so close, who knows you haven't cheated with them? Let you compile for another hour, what else can you compile?"

Yu Sheng looked down at the roll in his hand.

Suddenly, the other invigilator did not have time to respond. He hurried up to persuade him. Yu Sheng had packed up two pens and stood up by the paper.

"This classmate, Mr. Yin-Mr. Yin may have been in a bad health recently, which has affected her emotions and is a little extreme in handling."

The partner's invigilator is busy coming to the round: "Our monitoring system is particularly clear, you can rest assured that as long as you have no problems, you will not misjudge..."

Yu Sheng was very touched by the new monitoring system of the No. 3 Middle School. He held his mouth and nodded politely: "Thank you teacher, I am not going to hand in the papers."

Both teachers were stunned.

Yu Sheng took the paper and stood directly on the podium, rolling out the noodles.

Yin Mei's face was hot and painful, and she couldn't help but a few steps past: "What do you mean?"

"Now I can guarantee that I haven't cheated." Yu Sheng raised his head, "Mr. Yin, this time the exam is at the municipal level, you know that it maliciously disturbs the normal exams of ordinary students, and does not complete the education and teaching tasks, causing serious teaching work. What level of penalty is the loss?"

Yin Mei was inexplicable and sneered: "How much loss can you bring to the school at your level?"

Yu Sheng nodded, leaned his elbows on the table, bowed his head and continued to answer the questions.

The invigilator on the side persuaded Yin Mei out of the examination room, and then he was relieved to lock the door, but could not help but quietly looked closely.

The student standing in front of the podium did not continue to write until half of the composition, but turned the answer sheet back to the front, filled in the silent writing and high-score questions that were empty before answering, and changed three more. The multiple-choice questions that I applied lightly before, and the answers on the paper are completely different.

The author has something to say: Brother Sheng: Just take the exam, it's almost enough.