Song En gently touched Chu Pan beside him with his arm: "Chu Pan... I don't quite understand the substitution equation I just talked about to solve this method, can you tell me about it again? ”

Chu Pan leaned over and inevitably touched Song En's arms. He felt awkward again, so he simply put an arm behind Song Eun's back.

His voice was gentle and gentle, and the steps were very delicate, and Song Eun unconsciously looked at his clear eyebrows......

"Hey!" A hand suddenly stretched out behind him, between him and Chu Pan: "It's not just the two of you in the classroom, you give me a quieter voice!" ”

The voice was vicious, Song Eun was frightened, and hurriedly turned his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'll speak quietly." ”

The man snorted coldly, and instead buried his head in the stacked books on the table and continued to sleep.

Song Eun had long known that there was a person sitting behind his seat who was a headache for the head of the grade, his name was Fu Bihong, and it was said that he was sent to a key middle school because of the power of his family. I don't talk much in the class either. And he was the only one in the class who dared to sleep on his desk in math class.

But Song Eun didn't have much intersection with this person, and I only found out today...... Others are so fierce.

Chu Pan didn't care, he frowned, and his slightly angry appearance was still very gentle: "It's true that there are not just the two of us in the classroom, but it's not just you. We'll keep it as quiet as possible, but please change the way you speak. ”

Fu Bihong raised his head, his appearance was obviously a little hot, he took a random book on the table and slammed it on the table, but the moment he stood up, he glared hard in the direction of Song En, and then turned around and found another table in the classroom to sit on. Sit down and continue to sleep, and the sitting posture is also greatly spread with your legs apart, which is very improper.

The math teacher who was lecturing naturally saw this scene, but he didn't dare to criticize more, so he could only turn a blind eye and let Fu Bihong mess around.

Only Song Enwu lowered his head, and a faint uneasiness floated in his heart...... Fu Bihong's malicious eyes just now really only fell on him. However, he did not admit that he had done anything to provoke him.

Chu Pan gently stroked his back: "Xiao En, don't pay attention to him... I'll keep you going. ”

Song Enxin gradually calmed down: "Hmm." Maybe he was thinking too much, or maybe he was wrong for a while.

At lunchtime, Song Eun and Chu Pan were together. Two people sat in their seats in the classroom, chatting with each other about what was covered in the morning class.

Chu Pan's academic performance is better than Song En's, so Song En's eyes always look at Chu Pan with a little admiration.

"When the weekend is over, I'll go to your house, you can help me make up for math and physics, I have a lot of things I don't understand in class." Song En saw a little crumb on the corner of Chu Pan's mouth, and raised his hand to gently wipe it off for him.

At this moment, someone suddenly slammed into him from the side, carrying Song Eun's upper body with a stagger. He nearly fell to the ground.

"Xiao En..."Chu Pan hurriedly lowered his body to support Song En. While raising his head to look at the person who has nothing to do with him - it is still Fu Bihong.

"Please, can you have more eyes?! The hallway of this classroom is so narrow that if you don't sit in it, how can I get through! There was a look of disgust and contempt on his face, and there were several boys standing next to him in the neighboring classes who were also tall and tall.

Song En hurriedly lowered his head and shrank into the aisle: "I'm sorry... I didn't pay much attention. ”

Fu Bihong glanced at him again from above, and then walked past him, still brushing his left arm.

Behind him were the tall boys from the neighboring class.

Chu Pan rubbed his shoulders and the waist that was hit, and stood up: "I'll go find him to theorize..."

Song En hurriedly stopped him and hugged his arm: "Don't worry about Chu Pan, don't make trouble." I'm fine. ”

Fu Bihong walked away, Chu Pan could only look at his back and clasp his hands: "When I go home, I will ask my father about Fu Bihong's background, can the family have power to bully people in school for no reason?" Excessively! ”

He carefully examined Song Eun's body, and saw that there were indeed no bruises, so he was relieved.

Chu Pan remembered what Song En asked again, and said, "Next time you come to school, you should have a monthly exam, and if you come to my house on the weekend, I will help you make up for it." ”

When Song En heard his words, the bad mood that had just been disturbed by Fu Bihong was suddenly swept away. He smiled slightly: "Chu Pan, it would be good if I studied as well as you when I did." ”

Everyone in the class knew that Song Eun didn't like other people's touch. Even the most common physical contact will be avoided.

He told the head teacher that it was because of the sequelae of allergies left over from childhood allergies. Some students in the class gradually learned about this and chose to be tolerant.

Fu Bihong stood in the corridor with the boys in the neighboring class during recess and muttered, "I don't see anything about that Song Eun who doesn't like to contact others...... It's just a ghost reason to cover up something, right? He sneered: "You don't know, how intimate he is with that Chu Pan, and the class is almost together." Is this also called fear of touching others? ”

"Dead gay... I was disgusted when I saw the two of them. He slandered Song Eun with malice. The boys who got together with him all echoed him because of his family background: "The whole grade knows... The two of them are inseparable all day long, who can't see it? ”

"What? Can't get used to it? Shall we teach him a lesson for you? "There was a boy in the middle who mentioned yì with bad intentions.

Fu Bihong's mouth flashed with a weird chuckle: "I don't need you...... If only I came in person. By the way, take a look at this Song Eun, what is the mystery of God hiding. ”

He wanted to come in person, but he was also a little selfish, sitting behind Song Eun, and every day he would inexplicably heat up when he saw the small section of his neck exposed with his head down. Seeing him occasionally biting his lip jerkyly, I would like to bite his lip and lick that row of teeth.

He couldn't figure out how that thin, paper-like body could make him sexually aroused... But the reaction in his lower abdomen reminded him that it was true.

What he is most unaccustomed to is that he and Chu Pan are close to each other every day... Every time he saw it, a fire would spring up in his heart, and the more it burned, the more vigorous it became.

With every extra wisp of fire, he couldn't resist the urge to tear something up. Fu Bihong licked his lips, and there was a beast-like light in his eyes, which flashed.

Song En felt that the seat was very crowded during class, and when he looked back, he saw that Fu Bihong in the back had moved a lot forward, making his position space very small.

This narrow space made him seem to be extremely close to Fu Bihong. He could even feel his slight breath.

He looked back several times, but at last he endured it, said nothing, and moved forward again.

Fu Bihong gently pushed the pen on the table forward, and "snapped" and fell under Song En's desk. Song Eun looked at it, and quickly lowered his body to help him pick it up, but when he handed it back, his hand was firmly pinched.

It was in the self-study class that Song En slapped Fu Bihong's hand away as if he had been pricked by a needle, and it was very loud.

The hand that was slapped away fell an obvious red mark, the anger in Fu Bihong's eyes gathered, Song En's attitude immediately softened again, and he lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. ”

Many classmates looked at Song En, and Fu Bihong smiled sarcastically: "Remember to think before doing something next time, not everyone is as generous and careless as me." ”

Song Eun hurriedly said sorry again.

Fu Bihong said that he didn't care, but Song En felt that after this incident, he and he officially had a grudge.

Song En, as a representative of the history class, came to collect the homework, and Fu Bihong spread it out with both hands: "I can't write, don't come over and ask me for homework." ”

Song En clearly remembered that he borrowed other homework from other classmates to copy, but the history ...... Do not write.

The history teacher pushed his glasses in the office: "Please ask that Fu Bihong to do his homework, I think you are incompetent, otherwise why didn't he just hand in the history homework book?" ”

Song En made up his mind to take advantage of the recess to come to Fu Bihong alone to talk: "That... In the future, I will borrow my homework from you, is it okay? As long as you hand in the notebook, you'll be fine. ”

Fu Bihong looked him up and down, with a cold face: "I just don't write the homework you receive." Even if someone brings it to me, I won't hand it over. ”

Song En's eyes were red with anger, and when he saw that he was about to turn around and leave, he hurriedly stopped him: "That...... Why? Don't worry about the past, it's my fault, okay? ”

Fu Bihong smiled lightly: "You want me to forgive you?" ”

After a while, he said, "It's not impossible, wait for me on the rooftop of the school after school tonight... When the time comes, I'll listen to your formal apology and consider whether I should accept it. ”

Song Eun thought to himself that he might just be spoiled by his family and be too unruly, and it would be good if he took such an opportunity to make everything between the two of them clear... At least he won't come back to trouble for no reason in the future.

"Well... Then I'll wait for you on the roof after school. You remember to come. Song Eun nodded.

Song En sorted out the wording in the afternoon, and said to Chu Pan that he had a question to ask the teacher after school, so that he didn't wait for him to leave first. After school, I came to the top of the building with my appointment.

Song Eun was a little apprehensive in his heart, but he thought that he must clarify the misunderstanding tonight. He was always patient and had a bad time.

Fu Bihong arrived early and looked at him with his chest on the side. Song Eun bit his lip and plucked up the courage to approach: "Maybe there is something I usually don't do well...... I'm sorry if you don't like it, we'll live in peace in the future, okay? ”

Fu Bihong once again couldn't control his lower abdomen, and he stared at Song En. Song Eun continued: "And that, I didn't mean it last time, it was really a subconscious move, if I offended you, I'm really sorry." You forgive me, okay? ”

The cautious and forbearant expression made him even more uncontrollable, so he simply forcibly took him into his arms, grabbed his lips and bit him. Song En was caught off guard by such treatment, and reacted and pushed his chest in front of him with both hands, but was quickly caught by Fu Bihong and pressed behind his body.

"Hmm...... You...... What are you doing......" Song En was flustered, pushing him and couldn't push him away, so he could only hold his teeth tightly to prevent the slippery things that Fu Bihong had reached out from attacking.

"Why......" Before he could ask, his teeth had already been pushed away. Song Eun was overwhelmed by the kiss and bullied against the hard corner.

"Huh...? I hate my touch, but I like the touch surnamed Chu? He pressed it close to his ear: "I'm just going to touch your whole body, what can you do?" ”

……

"Your whole body belongs to me alone. You know? ”

Song Eun's tears had already been bullied: "Why are you ...... Why do it? I've already apologized, so why insult people? ”

"I think you're enjoying it." Fu Bihong wanted to untie his belt, but was vigorously resisted by Song En, and the large and fierce movements of punching and kicking made Fu Bihong almost unable to control it. Song Eun cried loudly: "I beg you...... Don't do it again, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. ”

Fu Bihong became more and more excited, seeing Song En's fierce resistance...... He must have a secret hidden, perhaps the same as the one he had heard.

He has been playing with it since he was a child, and now he really wants to treat Song Eun as a toy in his hand and play with it over and over again.

But...... And there is no rush for this time.

He bit Song En's lip: "Being so affectionate with Chu Pan, are you particularly short of men?" ”

Song Eun burst into tears: "I didn't ...... No, Chu Pan and I are friends, not what you said. ”

Fu Bihong's face gradually cooled: "You are!" I look at Chu Pan's appearance, it seems that I can't satisfy you, right? Why don't you let me do it...... Take care of you? ”

Song Eun's face shrank back with fear: "No...... Don't ......"

Fu Bihong gave a cold warning: "Then stay away from Chu Pan for me!" Let me see you so close to him again, let him touch you, and I'll strip you naked!" ”

Song Eun was cowardly, and was so frightened by his threat that tears flowed down again: "I...... I won't. ”

Fu Bihong got a satisfactory answer, let go of him, got up gracefully, and walked down from the door of the rooftop. Only Song Eun's shirt was still being lifted, messy, and his face was stained with tears.

Thinking of the bullying and atrocities he had just received, Song Eun couldn't help biting his lip again and cried silently.