Fu Jia returned to the study after taking a shower and found that Lu Qi'an had already written the second page. He hardly stopped writing to think, but it would take a while to write a 2,000-word review even if he kept writing, so he didn't know when he would finish it.
Fu Jia sat next to him and watched him write, and felt sleepy after watching him, and couldn't help lying on the table with his arms pillowed on his head.
"Go to sleep first." Lu Qi'an said.
Fu Jia shook her head, stared at his fingers and yawned.
One person reads and one writes, and the person who reads is getting sleepier, and the person who writes is getting better and better.
Soon, Fu Jia fell asleep on her stomach.
Lu Qi'an put down his pen and picked Fu Jia up from the chair. This time it was a horizontal hug, so Fu Jia had to be helped up first, and Fu Jia woke up with a little movement by Lu Qi'an.
Leaning in Lu Qi'an's arms, he unconsciously drew his hands in front of his chest, making him look like he was one size smaller. He asked in a nasal voice, "Have you finished writing?"
Lu Qi'an carried him back to the master bedroom, wrapped him in the quilt, and said, "It's finished."
Fu Jia rubbed the quilt and said in a daze, "Okay, then you Go to bed first, I'll go and transcribe it."
Lu Qi'an held him still, and said, "I'll transcribe tomorrow morning. You go to bed first, and I'll come over after I take a shower."
Fu Jia was so sleepy, she immediately heard what he said. Give up resistance, hug the quilt tightly and continue to sleep.
Lu Qi'an turned off the light, sat beside him and waited for him to fall asleep before leaving. There was only the last paragraph left in the self-criticism, and Lu Qi'an couldn't care less about writing and handwriting, so he finished it hastily, and he didn't have the patience to tidy up the study as usual.
After washing, he lay beside Fu Jia and reached out to hug him.
Knowing that he was coming, Fu Jia moved her body and stuck close to him little by little.
It was another sleeping position where neither of them could easily turn over, but Lu Qi'an didn't reject it.
He watched Fu Jia silently for a while in the dark, and sleepiness came naturally.
For many years, he didn't know that he could sleep so peacefully.
After two weeks, Fu Jia got used to this kind of life completely. Except for class time, he and Lu Qi'an stick together almost all the time, go to and from school together, eat three meals together, and sleep together at night.
For some reason, he and Lu Qi'an had never lived so closely together before, but there was no running-in period at all. Both sides tolerated each other unconditionally, as if they had already rehearsed such a life in their hearts.
It is no longer enough to describe it as a dream come true, because Fu Jia has never dreamed of such a good thing.
In the last two weekly exams, Fu Jia's performance was stable in the top ten of the class, hovering between seven and eight. Although it is difficult to improve, it will not fall easily. Because of the previous fight, Datou felt awe of Fu Jia, and he never used him as a ladder to get close to Lu Qi'an any more. Fu Jia studied steadily in class, made friends safely, and lived a perfect life.
It wasn't until a physical education class that Fu Jia discovered that he had overlooked a huge problem.
That day, he bid farewell to the big head after the group activity time was over, and rushed to the basketball court to find Lu Qi'an. He is looking forward to the physical education class very much, because he can stand on the side of the court to watch Lu Qi'an play, and give Lu Qi'an water.
Because of his enthusiasm, Lu Qi'an's classmates all became familiar with him, and at the same time knew that he was the one who transferred Feng Jing to another school. Seeing him running over, he sighed, "he's here again."
Most people were curious about Fu Jia because of Feng Jing's matter, and surrounded him with the mood of watching the excitement.
Only Li Qin and one person in the class knew the inside story, and no one could understand how desperate he was. When he saw Fu Jia waving to Lu Qi'an, and Lu Qi'an responded to him, he almost passed over on the spot.
Fu Jia stood by the side of the court, and everyone around her stood back three feet away. Only one girl stepped forward to say hello: "Hi, you're here again."
Fu Jia learned from Datou that she was a class flower in Class 1 of the third year of high school, with a very pleasing personality, gentle and kind, and was very popular among high school students in No. 6 Middle School and even the whole city. Fu Jia also greeted her kindly: "Hello."
The interaction between the two caught Li Qinhe's eyes.
Ban Hua covered her mouth and smiled, ignored Li Qinhe, but said to Fu Jia: "Why doesn't Li Qinhe like you so much? You are always fierce, do you have any festivals?"
Fu Jia sneered, Said: "Yeah, I don't know, I don't know him at all, maybe he has a problem with his personality."
Ban Hua smiled slightly, and couldn't stop laughing because of Fu Jia's words. She said: "It's really strange, Lu Qi'an is so special to you, why doesn't his best friend want to see you?"
Fu Jia grasped the point and asked her: "Special to me?"
Ban Hua nodded: " Yes, you see, Lu Qi'an used to not look outside the field when he was playing, but if you came, he would look over from time to time and greet you. Also, do you still remember your first time? What happened when you brought him water for the first time? I was surprised that time. You asked him loudly in front of so many people if he wanted to drink water, and you even mispronounced the word. He was not angry and stayed with you. Let's go."
Fu Jia felt sweet in his heart, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "That's it…it's nothing."
Ban Hua carefully observed his expression, saw the unconcealed pride in his eyes, and said : "He is so kind to you. Could it be…you are his relative?"
"Huh?" Fu Jia looked at her, "Why do you ask?"
Ban Hua tilted her head and saw a bunch of eagerly looking at her. Looking at her girl, she said a little embarrassedly: "I was also entrusted by someone, you know why, Lu Qi'an is too difficult to get close to, and I finally found your breakthrough, so I want to ask you for some information. I think Li Qin and Is it because I don't want to see you so much because I'm jealous that Lu Qi'an is closer to you?"
Although Fu Jia agrees with her last sentence, but…she said "you know why", what is the reason? Fu Jia had a bad premonition, and the alarm bells rang out in his heart.
Sure enough, Ban Hua continued: "I'll buy you milk tea after class, okay? Can you tell me… Does Lu Qi'an have a girlfriend?" For a
moment, Fu Jia stared straight at her eyes.
His heart was overwhelmed, and ten thousand lions were roaring. If Li Qin and Feng Jing were beside him instead of Ban Hua, he would have lost control of his swearing.
He stared closely at Lu Qi'an in the stadium, and said without thinking, "Yes, they love each other very much, give up!" He
spoke extremely fast and his tone was firm.
Ban Hua let out a dumbfounded cry.
Fu Jia glared at her: "I told you to give up, don't ask any more questions."
Seeing his fierce look, Ban Hua tilted her head for some unknown reason.
On the way home with Lu Qi'an after school at noon, Fu Jia kept staring fiercely ahead.
It was okay when he didn't notice it, but after he noticed it, Fu Jia found that many people looked at Lu Qi'an in the wrong way. Although Lu Qi'an is indeed an excellent person, how could those teachers and classmates show appreciation and love to him so unabashedly?
Even he was afraid that Lu Qi'an would get angry if he was too explicit.
"What kind of girl do you think is beautiful?" Fu Jia asked.
girl? Lu Qi'an frowned lightly.
He didn't answer, but Fu Jia didn't mind, and continued to ask: "Is the one with long hair beautiful? What about the one with big eyes? Hmm… the mouth is pouty, it just turned up like this, and there are two dimples. Is this kind of pretty?" "Fu Jia tried her best to describe the appearance of Banhua in her memory, and imitated her pouted and poked dimples on her cheeks with her fingers.
Lu Qi'an asked him expressionlessly: "Do you think it's pretty?"
Fu Jia said honestly: "Pretty!"
Lu Qi'an turned his face away and said, "That's pretty."
Hearing the word "beautiful" from his mouth, Fu Jia felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He frowned and thought about countermeasures, but he didn't notice that Lu Qi'an's face had turned cold.
Encountered a problem related to girls, Fu Jia's first reaction was to go to Cen Mengke.
But now Fu Jia is always with Lu Qi'an in his free time, so he has no chance to meet Cen Mengke, so he can only consult the big head as the next best thing.
After making up a story about an unfounded friend, Fu Jia said: "Big head, my friend recently got together with someone I've been chasing for a long time…" As soon as Fu Jia
started talking, the big head looked "understanding" . He was smarter than Cen Mengke, so Fu Jia didn't intend to explain, just let him think that he had a girlfriend.
Fu Jia continued: "As for his girlfriend, she is a little cold, not talkative, and has a bad temper. If she is careless, she will get angry, and people can't find a reason." The
big head clicked his tongue and said: "Then it's hard work for your friend… It's rare to meet a girl who likes to make troubles."
Fu Jia retorted dissatisfiedly: "He doesn't like to make troubles."
Datou burst out laughing, and changed his words: "Yes, she is all The world's most considerate, okay? You can continue."
Fu Jia felt a lot better when he heard him praise Lu Qi'an, and her tone became lighter: "I'm thinking, the reason why he is like this should be because he has sex with his boyfriend. Friends are not close enough, because they haven't been together for a long time, and they haven't done anything meaningful together, do you think it makes sense for me to think so?" He asked the big head, "How can we make them closer, How about making him see only his boyfriend as the only one?"
This statement was truly bold. Let one person see only another person. The exclusivity revealed in this sentence is very powerful to high school students. Eyes wide open, wow.
"Your idea is too powerful." He approached Fu Jia, his thinking gradually deviated, and he moved towards topics that young and energetic boys would be interested in. He asked furtively, "You…no, where are they going now?"
Even if Fu Jia has a elm head, seeing the meaningful eyes of the big head, he can understand what he means, and can't help frowning, A little uncomfortable. When he said that he wanted to become close to Lu Qi'an, he didn't necessarily mean that aspect, as long as it made Lu Qi'an like him more.
But… it should be normal for a couple to be asked about that aspect by others, right? Thinking about it carefully, the relationship between Lu Qi'an and him has always been very ordinary. Although they have already lived together, they are just ordinary kisses and hugs. The only intimate contact was made by Lu Qi'an with his hands, only once. And Fu Jia was a quick shooter that day, and he didn't enjoy anything.
Although he is a high school student, Fu Jia is already an adult. He understands that he is not a girl, and he will neither be pregnant nor have the so-called first time to protect. In modern society, loving couples are not so restrained, at least not like Lu Qi'an, who seem to have no desire for him.
He doesn't know what to do between people of the same sex, but he knows that hugging and kissing is not making love, and making love is more intimate than that.
Is it because of Lu Qi'an's cold personality, or because…he is not as pretty as a girl?
Fu Jia thought for a while, and answered Big Head: "As long as he wants between them, he can do anything."
Big Head was stunned for two seconds, choking on his own saliva, and he waved his hands again and again: "No, Boss Fu, have you been doing anything recently? The anger is too strong, what are you thinking? This idea is too dangerous, we are still high school students, we can't mess around!"
Fu Jia also realized how badly he said, a little awkward: "Then …then just pretend I didn't say it…"
Datou looked at him sadly until he saw two blushes on Fu Jia's face. He scratched his hair hesitantly, and said, "Well, I'll copy something with a USB drive for you tomorrow, and you can watch it yourself. But let me tell you, just watch that kind of movie to vent your anger. Don't hit girls lightly."
Talking about this kind of topic with outsiders, Fu Jia felt uncomfortable and didn't want to talk to the big head anymore. He stood up from his seat and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'll go to the bathroom."
Looking at his leaving back, the big head shook his head with emotion.
After school the next day, Datou deliberately kept Fu Jia in. When all the classmates had left, he handed the USB flash drive to Fu Jia as promised.
Inspired by Datou's kind invitation and his loud question "Why are you shy, don't you watch this kind of movies?", Fu Jia and him got together to discuss the correct use of USB flash drives. Datou took out his handwritten notes and told him which teacher's work in which folder was the most classic; which work was rich in technical content and worth learning.
Fu Jia listened carefully and soon forgot the passage of time.
Ten minutes later, Lu Qi'an, who hadn't waited for Fu Jia outside the senior three teaching building, went to Fu Jia's classroom to look for him. In the empty classroom, only Fu Jia and Datou were left, leaning together, not knowing what to say.
That serious look is exactly the same as the way Fu Jia talked to girls in physical education class.
Lu Qi'an pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with frost.