"What's next?"

"I'll see, the next class is ...... Oh Mediterranean lessons. ”

"Mathematics? It's not up, it's boring. ”

Several teenagers chattered and discussed, "It's cool today, why don't we play ball?" ”

"Chengbei, let's go."

"Langlang, let's go, let's play."

The sleeping boy on the table heard someone calling him, moved his brow slightly, blinked his long, curly eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes.

His confused eyes stared at their faces, and he spat out softly, "Go." ”

"Let's go, I'll get the ball, you guys go downstairs and wait for me."

Cai Langbo is actually a good child, but his studies are too poor, he is congenitally stupid and weak.

The weather outside today is a bit cloudy, and it is estimated to rain in the evening, and it is cool and cool with a light breeze.

Langlang put on his coat and obediently pulled the zipper tightly, afraid that he would catch a cold.

After packing up, I followed my classmates downstairs.

When they went downstairs, they were all discussing how many hairs were left on the top of the math teacher's head, and even opened a prize quiz to see if it would be odd or even.

Langlang: "......"

It's as if you can count it.

The class bell rang, and the students who were still lingering on campus hurried to class.

The stairwell became crowded.

Langlang obediently rubbed against the wall, trying to make way for the people who rushed to class.

As a result, the more he shrunk, the more they squeezed.

The little cub was a small one, and the one who was squeezed by him didn't step on it steadily, and fell straight downstairs.

Unexpectedly, he rolled down the stairs and fell into a warm and cold embrace.

His waist was gently held by the warm palm of his hand.

Lang Lang grabbed the clothes on the man's chest with some fear, and was too frightened to open his eyes.

"It's okay."

A clear and cold sound, as if with the broken ice of the first snow.

The little cub opened his eyes carefully, and saw the face of Qingfeng Jiyue, white and elegant, with thin lips pursed into a straight line, and a thick sentence written all over his body that people should not approach.

The quiet cold fragrance on the body is clean.

Langlang lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"Hmm."

He snorted coldly, let go of his waist, and turned sideways away.

The little cub stared blankly at the handsome and cold figure, and the short black hair disappeared into the corner with extraordinarily white skin.

"Langlang is alright?" The classmate saw that he almost fell, and hurriedly came over to care.

"How did you walk, you hit someone and didn't see it?"

The little cub was drowsy and hazy and had not yet woken up, and asked them with watery and misty eyes.

"Who is this brother?"

The people who traveled with me thought for a while, "It doesn't seem to be from our class, it's a bit of a novice and I don't know each other." ”

"Yiye, you don't know this? A senior student who is one year older than us. ”

Lang Lang blinked, and his name was repeated slowly in his mouth.

"One Leaf ......"

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The man ran back to the classroom as soon as the bell rang.

The slender boy turned the corner and leaned lightly against the wall.

The slender white hand gently caressed his heart, calming his indescribable beating heart.

The touch of the hand still retains the warm and slender lines.

His head was full of curly and slender eyelashes, and his hazy eyes were like a frightened rabbit cowering in his arms.

The back of his head was pressed against the wall, and he exhaled slowly.

Luckily, I caught it.

OK.

If the cub falls.

You're going to cry, right?