The first love of the campus chapter

In the No. 1 Middle School of Gutan District in the city center, the middle of the third floor of the second teaching building is the classroom of Class 9 of the first year of high school. The second period of the afternoon was a Chinese class, and the somewhat short and fat Chinese teacher was a stubborn old lady, with a pair of big and thick glasses on the bridge of her nose forever, and her tone was soothing for ten years. In the huge classroom, there are nearly 60 desks, and the space is still a little cramped when ignoring the textbooks stacked on the top of the table.

Linfeng near the window, holding his chin with one hand and turning the pen with the other, looked out the window quietly through the glass, and stayed on the second floor of the opposite teaching building, which was the classroom of the fifth class of the third year of high school. Through the short corridor, you can only barely see the white wall outside the classroom, but even so, you can't stop the thoughts of the wind flying.

The first time I saw Banjing was in the toilet on the west side of the first floor of the high school. At that time, he was in class, Linfeng was on leave, and there was no one in the corridor on the entire floor, but he could hear the hoarse lecture of the teacher from the classroom, he trotted all the way to the toilet, pushed the door and entered, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ban Jing standing alone by the innermost window of the toilet and smoking quietly.

Sturdy figure, even if he is wearing the most ordinary school uniform, he feels very temperamental, the dark blue clothes accompany the short hair like ink, the skin of the other party is particularly fair, the bridge of the nose is high, a pair of Danfeng's eyes are slightly squinted, his eyes are staring into the distance, his slender fingers skillfully hold a cigarette, the smoke clouds entangle people, and the clothes full of youth and vitality are mixed with smoke, which makes the temperament of the whole person look very complicated. That is the harmony that Lin Feng has exhausted the vocabulary of Chinese composition, and cannot describe, with a little decadence and profundity in elegance.

Linfeng was stunned at the time, still tugging on the school uniform pants with one hand, and standing at the door of the toilet stupidly. Ban Jing just glanced at the 'intruder' lightly, and his gaze moved away as if it were a light breeze.

This situation actually made Lin Feng feel a little guilty, and he didn't know what was wrong with him at the time, so he finished the toilet with trepidation.

The second time Linfeng saw the class scene was at the opening meeting a week after enrollment, the student who was hiding in the toilet and smoking quietly, but under the attention of everyone, stood in front of the microphone to speak on behalf of the old classmates, and the clean voice was melodious. People are also well-behaved and have a lot of rules, which is a kind of gentle feeling.

Later, he learned that Ban Jing had long been a popular figure in this key middle school. President of the school's student union, editor-in-chief of the school magazine "Eagles", and the main ...... of the basketball department

Suddenly, as far as the eye could see, a familiar figure flashed from the classroom of Class 5 of the third year of high school. Linfeng didn't know how he was sure, let alone what happened to him. His eyes anxiously followed Banjing's figure, and he wanted to see the boy who was excellent in his studies and secretly smoked. He abruptly put down the pen in his hand, stood up from his position abruptly, and raised a hand high.

"Report!"

The interrupted Chinese teacher was a little unhappy because she was talking with interest. I saw her nodding slightly, looking over the top of her heavy glasses to look at Linfeng in the back row, her lips were tightly closed, and even the corners of her mouth fell down sharply: "What are you doing?"

"Report to the teacher, I'm going to the toilet. Linfeng's expression was difficult to hide his anxiety. Although the Chinese teacher was unwilling, she still let him out.

The wind quickly passed through the rows of desks, and like a gust of wind, it jumped out of the classroom and went straight to the toilet on this floor. He inquired that Banjing usually goes to two places to smoke and decompress, one is the small pavilion in the south corner of the school's flower bed, and the other is the toilet on their floor, because it is easy to meet teachers of the same grade on the third floor of high school, and because the toilet on this floor is the cleanest.

The sound of Dangdang's sneakers is particularly crisp in the quiet corridor. At the moment of approaching the toilet, he suddenly stopped, and the rubber sole made an intimate contact with the milk-white tile, and there was a harsh grinding sound.

Linfeng was a little nervous for no reason, and there was an illusion of homesickness. I don't know if it's because I've run, or because I'm too nervous, my back and palms are full of sweat, he first wiped his forehead and face with the cuffs of his school uniform, rubbed the sweat of his palms on his pants, and then with anticipation, hesitation and uneasiness, he raised his hand and slowly pushed open the somewhat old wooden door.

With a creaking sound, the view was empty.

The clean, white tiled floors, the half-open glass windows, and the faint smell of washing liquid left in the air, but there was no one alone.

Lin Feng looked at this empty place with some disappointment, as if his heart was just as empty. A pair of bright eyes also lost their original color in an instant, and his whole person was like a duckling in the water, depressed and pitiful.

"Why wasn't he there? Did you go to that little pavilion?" he muttered to himself, his tone full of loss that he didn't realize.

"This ...... Classmates, excuse me. ”

The abrupt voice was like a heavenly sound, and it struck from behind him, and Linfeng suddenly raised his head, and turned away, his eyes widened at the familiar face, and his eyes were full of joy and disbelief.

"Ban...... Banjing?"

Looking at this somewhat stunned junior, a trace of surprise flashed in Ban Jing's heart. It's not because the other party recognizes him, but because the other party appears and is obviously waiting for him. As he slowly walked up the last step, he said suspiciously, "Are you ......?"

"I'm Linfeng in Class 9 of the first year of high school, and I ...... I" Linfeng was a little annoyed with his nervousness, and the heavy shame and eagerness made him even more flustered, "I'll go to the bathroom!"

Ban Jing raised his eyes and looked at the sign of the 'men's toilet' behind him, and then looked at the inexplicably nervous junior in front of him, and his heart was relieved, and the irritability caused by the heavy schoolwork also dissipated.

"Well, I know. He replied lightly, and then added, "Me too." ”

In this way, Linfeng followed Ban Jing in a daze, staring at each other with wooden eyes as he lifted his school uniform shirt and unbuttoned his school uniform pants, he was not embarrassed at all, and he didn't feel that he should avoid it at all, he looked at it like a wood, his eyes were wanton and simple.

I was a little embarrassed to see the class scene. His hands were still resting on his waist, while the other man's gaze was fixed on him, and he felt that no one could be easily seen in such a situation. He had no choice but to withdraw his hands, turn around, and face Linfeng, his eyes were full of helplessness, but his tone was funny, his chin nodded towards Linfeng's crotch, reminding: "Lin, classmate, you ...... Won't it be solved?"

I could see that God's wind first said 'ah', and then followed by 'oh'. He's like a marionette, he moves when he is pushed. In fact, he didn't think about anything in his mind at all, since he saw Ban Jing, his mind was blank, but there was a burst of sweet taste in his heart, and the feeling of happiness couldn't be suppressed at all, and the corners of his delicate mouth couldn't help but go up, and he couldn't suppress it if he wanted to. A pair of stunned eyes finally came to life, and they always glanced in the direction of the class scene flexibly.

Ban Jing originally went up to this floor to rehearse, and he didn't think about convenience, but this somewhat tiger-headed junior was particularly interesting, he wanted to peek, but he couldn't control the strength well, and every time he glanced at him, his neck couldn't help but turn around, and he wanted to laugh.

After Ban Jing finished solving the problem, he washed his hands, and quietly retreated to the position of the window, and his eyes also looked at the sunny big boy in front of him. The short hair makes the other party very energetic, the eyes are not big but very bright, the lips are a little thin, there are some water stains when he speaks, he looks very moist, the texture of the skin is also good, and the face is very white and tender. The wide school uniform hung loosely on Linfeng's body, which did not look too cumbersome, but had a sporty atmosphere, and the cute eyes were even more clean and innocent. I have to say that his junior brother is quite eye-catching.

After a period of nervousness, Linfeng's mood gradually calmed down, and he didn't leave after washing his hands, but he didn't know what reason he should stay. He stood hesitantly on the edge of the sink, washing his hands over and over again, organizing his words.

"Senior" and "Pro Classmate"

"You say" "You say"

As if they had a heart in their hearts, the two of them opened their mouths at the same time, and at the same time humbled each other. The moment they looked at each other, the two handsome big boys couldn't help laughing.

The autumn breeze swept through the half-open glass window and swept the cheeks of the two people, with a comfortable comfort. Ban Jing calmly took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out of it and lifted it in the direction of Linfeng, and the other party hesitated and took it. He lit the wind first, then leaned forward, took a deep breath on the cigarette butt that had already been lit, and set his own on fire.

Looking at the body that was ten centimeters taller than himself slowly approaching, Linfeng had the illusion of being surrounded in an instant, and the smell of soap and cigarettes on the other party's body was between his noses, and the distance made him see the other party more clearly and more really, and even the trembling eyebrows could be counted clearly. Lin Feng held the cigarette butt with two fingers, and his lips were half open and half hidden against the end of the cigarette, stunned.

I like you......

Lin Feng was frightened by his sudden thoughts, and even for a moment, he almost said it. His heart was filled with shock and shock. The stiff body couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Ban Jing with a pale face, a little overwhelmed. This overwhelm stems more from the taboo of the same sex. He felt that before his liking began, perhaps the tragedy was already doomed. His heart felt as if someone had stabbed it with a knife and stirred it a few times, and it hurt terribly.

Sensing the strangeness of the wind, Ban Jing thought that the other party was not used to smoking: "Not feeling well?" His gaze paused for a few seconds on the cigarette in the other party's hand, "Smoke allergy?"

Ban Jing subconsciously took away the cigarette in Linfeng's hand that had not yet started smoking, and naturally extinguished it on the windowsill, and then threw it into the nearest trash can, and told people: "Don't smoke it in the future if you are not used to it." ”

Linfeng shook his head, he wanted to say that he was fine, he wanted to say that he was not allergic to cigarettes. But he is a little greedy for Banjing's care, although he may only be polite to such care.

Looking at Linfeng, who had only been a little spirited for a while, Ban Jing wanted to comfort and comfort the 'little guy', raised his hand and pressed it on the other party's head, gently rubbed it twice, and then with a gentle smile, he half-ridiculed and comforted: "What can I tell my senior, I can't be a confidant sister, it's no problem to be a confidant brother." ”

The head that was depressed, feeling the warmth from the palms, Linfeng felt happy and warm, half-bowed head, eyes and nose were a little astringent, afraid that if I accidentally cried, it would be too ugly. He straightened his back, trying to make himself look light, and the breath that squeezed out between his snorts answered heavily in a heavy nasal voice.

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