MTL - Handsome to the Point of Death-Chapter 87 Fanwai Yi was a boy

"Hello, have you heard that, that person's sister has been formally sentenced to death!"

"Oh, really? Didn't you say you have a mental illness?"

"Shh, you whisper!"

"Don't I just talk, who knows ..."

Xia Shu drank in silence, and perverted to the high school monitor around him intentionally or unintentionally.

The murder of well-known young entrepreneurs across the country by their own sisters and sisters has shocked the country at first, and even after half a year has passed, it is still the best talk in the mouth of some people.

At this time, in the mouths of those who were once fortunate to be the bright newcomers of the mall, naturally gave more color.

It's a pity, how could such a person die like that ...

It's a pity that some people's heart may not have one or two points of glee.

Xia Shu took another sip of wine, and his eyes began to blur, as if through the years, the face buried in his memory appeared, handsome and cold, clean but alienated ...

He clenched his glass and raised his head, blinking hard.

Why do people like that die! why! why!

He finally burst into tears, tears spurting in spite of the surprised eyes of the people around him.

After all, that was the man he liked for a full thirteen years!

When I like it, I will use all my strength to forget it, and even when I hear his name, I still feel heartache.

Xu Zhi ...

"Get up! It's soft, just like a woman!" Xia Shu heard a rude male roaring in his ear, and his scalp hurt at random. Someone grabbed his hair and ripped him off the ground. stand up.

Xia Shu just felt weak and his eyelids didn't open. As soon as he got up, he staggered and fell down again.

"Instructor ... is he suffering from heat stroke ..." A weak voice sounded.

Xia Shu narrowed his eyes, preparing to get up from the ground, and suddenly he was kicked on his waist.

"Heat stroke? Look up for yourself, but you can't stand it for a while, but you can't stand it for a while, tease me? A man, you also pretend to be weak! Make thirty push-ups before returning to the team !!"

Xia Shu's consciousness was still very confused, and he was paralyzed and did not respond.

The instructor's anger just blew up again, and then kicked off again. This time with a little force, the painful Xia Shu called out subconsciously, and he was awake a lot.

"Relying on it, right? Okay, he lay on the ground for one minute, and you guys will stand for another two minutes! Until he gets up and does push-ups!"

The boys and girls wearing camouflage clothes instantly looked at Xia Shu with resentment.

What's going on ... Where is this ... Xia Shu looked around blankly, he remembered that he was attending a classmate's party before coma. What happened to these people ... I was dreaming?

"Instructor, is this a bit excessive?" A young boy in the team suddenly said, his voice was cold, and with a husky characteristic of the voice-changing period, he stood upright, staring directly at the impetuous instructor, and did not cover his eyes. Despise.

The sight around him instantly focused on the teenager.

Xia Shu also looked along his voice, but with one glance, his pupils shrank, and his lips narrowed.

It's him ... it's not wrong ... that person ...

Yes, the first time he intersected with him was when he had a conflict with the instructor during the first day of military training at the age of fifteen, and then the young man named Xu Zhi stood up ...

Xia Shu stared greedily at the figure, unable to blink even his eyes were sour, for fear that it would disappear in front of a blink.

When he finally confirmed that he wasn't dreaming, Xu Zhi was on the bar with the instructor, and started to do push-ups quickly with his hands on the ground.

"98 ... 99 ... 100!"

The students, including the instructors, looked at Xu Zhi differently. The former was worship and the latter was angry.

Xia Shu even heard girls whispering:

"Oh my **** ... is so handsome ... we have such boys in our class ..."

In the end, the squad leader came out in time to give a step, the instructor felt no face, stared at Xia Shu and Xu Zhi, and announced the rest.

The classmates sat on the grass in twos and twos, Xu Zhi also opened the mineral water and drank the water.

He sat far away, and several people stepped forward to talk to him, but were sent back by his cold attitude.

"This guy is a bit proud, not good ..." they muttered secretly.

Xia Shu moved quietly, still staring firmly at Xu Zhi, how could not see enough, even the dryness in his throat was ignored.

Xu Zhiyi turned his head and met his "savage" look.

Honestly, the image of Xia Shu in high school was really uncomfortable. Messy hair, long oily bangs covered half of his eyes, and with his arms on his back, he was thin and thin, and he always looked at people A kind of gloomy feeling, don't blame always being bullied.

Xu Zhi was startled by him, and then asked in a bad tone: "Hey, why are you glaring at me?"

After hearing about him talking to himself after more than ten years, Xia Shu almost fainted with happiness, he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I, I ... thank you!"

"Oh," Xu Zhi raised an eyebrow, threw him a bottle of water, and said lightly, "No."

"I just look at him."

Xia Shu tightly squeezed the bottle of water he threw, his face flushed red, and suddenly loudly:

"I think you're handsome!"

This sentence, he wanted to say thirteen years ago, and finally at this moment, spoke with all his strength.

The surrounding area suddenly quieted down, Xia Shu felt panic after knowing it, and lowered his head.

——Naturally, he also missed the opposite boy, and then he turned his head unnaturally, his faintly red ears.

After that day, Xia Shu found that the distance between him and Xu Zhi was much closer.

Although in the eyes of other students, it was Xia Shu's unilateral enthusiasm, but as long as Xu Zhi responded to him and occasionally spoke to him for two words, Xia Shu was already touched.

The life of military training passed quickly, and finally there was no need to see the annoying instructor, and Xia Shu felt relieved.

He didn't understand why he suddenly returned to the first year of high school, and didn't want to understand, he only knew that this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to change the fate of him and his beloved teenager.

Xu Zhi is just like he remembers, no matter when he is in class or after class, he is basically sleeping. Whenever the teacher asks him to answer questions, he can answer the questions. He does n’t like to participate in activities. There is a sense of distance, but nonetheless, the students in the class cannot ignore him, because he always seems to have a unique charm that attracts people's attention.

Just look at the girls who pass by their class window four or five times a day.

This day, until the big class, the classmates went to the playground for class exercises, and Xu Zhi was late.

Because of his family background, the teachers basically ignored him, which also caused him to become more and more mysterious in the eyes of his classmates.

Seeing him coming, Xia Shu immediately threw it to the blackboard that had been wiped halfway, and the fart kept up.

But I did n’t know what to say, I just said hello: "Xu Zhi! You are coming!"

Xu Zhi glanced at him, um, sat down in the last row of his position, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Xia Shu's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a red mark on his neck, exclaiming: "Are you hurt ?!"

Xu Zhi was motionless on his stomach, only saying, "No."

"Your neck!"

Xu Zhi finally stood up straight and stared at him with an expressionless expression. He almost wrote the words "Don't bother me" when he was upset.

His dad went back to fooling around last night. His mother was holding him crying, crying and crying, and his neck was like this, and his sister was always upset, so you ca n’t blame him for being too sleepy, it ’s home He was exhausted physically and mentally.

It was just that this bad mood was replaced by panic in the next second. I saw Xia Shu suddenly holding his shoulder, lowering his head, and sticking his tongue out to lick it on his neck.

Xia Shu's eyes were full of distress, licked the red marks, and licked the knot along the way.

The fifteen-year-old boy who was ignorant of Qing Shi took a second, and immediately felt that the goosebumps had fallen off the ground.

Xu Zhi shoved him away sharply, and stood up glaringly.

"I'm sick of you!"

Unexpectedly, when these words came out, Xia Shu actually cried.

Crying heartbreaker.

Xu Zhi was dazzled, and the momentum that was about to erupt suddenly weakened.

What's going on with this guy, crying like this, like he was bullied by him ... please, he really wants to cry somehow!

"Hey," he felt helpless, felt his pockets, and found that there was no paper towel. He could only try to pull up the book. "Don't you cry, it's shameful!"

Xia Shu cried for a while, and finally stopped, and looked up and asked, "Xu Zhi, are we friends?"

You are my ancestor! Xu Zhi rolled his eyes, for he was crying because he didn't agree with each other, and he was busy: "Yes, yes!"

Xia Shu wiped his eyes and broke his tears.

It ’s great. If you are a friend, you can always watch you.

*

Although it was just talking, as time passed, Xu Zhi still regarded Xia Shu as a true friend.

They played games, studied together, and watched movies together. Because of their maintenance, Xia Shu was no longer looked down on, but because of their increasing confidence, they emitted a unique brilliance.

Whenever I think of these late at night, Xia Shu almost touched his tears.

"What do you want?"

One hand shook before his eyes.

Xia Shu turned back and smiled softly at the teenager around him: "I miss you."

Xu Zhicai was like this ghost-like look ...

"roll!"