After agreeing to love with the white moonlight cat

Chapter 1

The morning mist has not cleared, and the dim morning light is getting more and more dense in the misty mist. On the landscape stone in the green belt at the school gate, the gold-plated "Yunheng No. [-] Middle School" has been repainted, and the sunken The hanging needles are full of gold powder, and the sun shines brightly.

Boys and girls wearing blue and white school uniforms entered the school gate in twos and threes. Most of them were underage, unable to control their animal shape very well, with a pair of furry animal ears on their heads.

The bustling blue and white flowed along the sidewalk under the tree shade towards the direction of the teaching building, only two boys walked in the opposite direction towards the school gate, one of them was holding a roll of red cloth in his hand.

"This is not a joke..." The boy holding the cloth put a pair of horns on his head, and hooked his companion's neck with a smile, "The old bear also asked us to hang a banner at the door, just for an intramural sports meeting, and why not make a publicity?"

"Tsk, Zhao Zhao, you don't understand. The old bear is somewhat superstitious." The boy with antlers next to him whispered, "Didn't he want to recommend Brother Shen to join the provincial team? As a result, Brother Shen stepped on time two days ago and sprained his ankle, probably If you can't catch up with the selection, the old bear must feel that the water is retrograde, so hang a red piece at the door to spread bad luck."

"It sounds like the real thing." Niu Zhaozhao was dubious, "Then why doesn't he wear red?"

"What if you put it on him when you're training?" The boy with antlers chuckled, "So there's no accident?"

"Your uncle!" Niu Zhaozhao kicked Lu Yang's ass, "Are you in need of cleaning up?"

Lu Yang snatched the banner, and the two of them ran to the school gate all the way. Finally, Niu Zhaozhao held Lu Yang down, and his thumb and index finger circled together to get ready to go. , I want to give Lu Yang a crisp brain...

He tightened his collar and was pulled up.

A whistle floated over from behind him, the young man's voice was clear, but a little lazy as if he had just woken up, even the smile in his voice was careless.

"Yo, why are you pulling a big red cloth? What about bullfighting?"

Niu Zhaozhao was so angry that he almost cried out "moo", turned his head to see the young man who was pulling his collar, and his neck was suffocated.

The dense morning mist wetted the boy's gray wolf ears, and the tips of those furry ears trembled unconsciously twice, and the small obsidian-polished earrings at the base of the ears also trembled, reflecting the gradually brightening morning light.

The boy's brown eyes were brighter than the sun with a playful smile, which just rightly neutralized the sharpness brought by the profound facial features, leaving only a slightly youthful handsomeness.

It is probably the face of the first love in the legend, who is easy to get excited when you look at it up close.

Niu Zhaozhao was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Shen! Are your feet okay?"

"It's okay, I don't want to delay class." Lang Yechen stepped on the ground with one foot, raised the crutch under his right arm and shook it, "Doesn't this reflect the learning spirit of our school? What kind of banners are hung? A stick at the door is better than a banner."

"That's right." Lu Yang got up and approached with a smile on his face, "With Brother Shen's face, standing at the door will definitely effectively adjust the unbalanced male-female ratio in our No. [-] Middle School."

Lang Ye slammed his cane on the opponent's calf, "I won't be poor with you, I'm slow going upstairs, I'll go first."

He said that he walked slowly, but the crutches were wide open and closed, and he did not move like a disabled person with a sprained ankle. His back was more like a handsome swordsman with a knife, which made Niu Zhaozhao and Lu Yang amazed.

Niu Zhaozhao rolled his eyes, pulled the banner and chased after him.

"Brother Shen! Come here! Lu Yang and I will carry you to the door of the teaching building!"

Lang Ye weighed down his crutches, feeling a little interesting, so he asked, "How do you lift it?"

……

There are still 8 minutes before the start of morning self-study, and the students of No. [-] Middle School who are in a hurry can't help but look back when they pass the flower bed at the entrance of the teaching building.

After all, it was the first time I saw such a scene in school.

Two boys pulled the two ends of the banner one after the other, like carrying a stretcher. Lying on the bright red banner was a boy in school uniform. It was hard to see what he looked like from a distance, but his skin color was more contrasted by the red. Bai, fortunately the banner has two lines of characters, otherwise the shoulder width really wouldn't be able to lie down.

Looking at people coming and going, most people would feel a little cramped, but this boy didn't at all, he still dragged his cane with one hand, and blew two crisp whistles leisurely.

Just, lying quite peacefully.

"I feel a bit stupid..." Lang Yechen murmured, he was lying on the dangling banner, the cloth strips were so narrow that he had nowhere to put his hands, his empty hands could only be placed on his stomach first So the posture became more and more serene, and he could see the golden osmanthus tree in bloom when he raised his eyes. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you two messing with me?"

"How can it be?" Niu Zhaozhao snorted and grabbed the edge of the banner, "Brother Shen, do you remember that you carried me to the hospital for my fracture in the first year of high school, so I can't report it? It's Brother Shen, you It's really not light, I can't carry you alone..."

Lu Yang continued: "Brother Shen, you have been recuperating for half a month, and a cat department was transferred from the first class. I don't know how to flatter the old bear. Now let this cat department catch our school's discipline."

"Oh." Lang Yechen simply put his cane across his body, "Why are you telling me this? Feline? Is it a cutie?"

"You're so cute." Lu Yang rolled his eyes, "In the past, those members of the Disciplinary Committee would turn a blind eye to us sports students, and they didn't strictly punish those who were late and climbed over the wall, but now it's alright, bull Zhaozhao climbed over the wall to buy steamed stuffed buns, but was caught twice..."

"Then don't turn it over." Lang Ye Shen Shen felt relieved, "My feet are like this, isn't this just a ready-made negative teaching material..."

He still wondered what that idiom was called, ah yes, a lesson learned from the past.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly found that the branches above his head were not moving. Niu Zhaozhao and Lu Yang seemed to stop.

He heard a clear voice, falling from the top of his head like snowflakes, it sounded cold and serious, but what he said was...

"That dog classmate lying down, violated discipline."

Long Yechen: ...

? ? ?who?Who is the dog?

Of course, all races are equal. He didn't mean to look down on the dog race, but what the hell is he a wolf? Who in the whole school doesn't know that he is a wolf?Isn't this provocative?

Lang Ye Shen twisted his neck to look.

From this angle, he couldn't see the boy who was talking, but he could only see Niu Zhaozhao's slightly generous back, because he was carrying him, his arms were still shaking, and his voice was also rough, arguing with the boy.

"Which school rule did he break? Didn't you see him with a crutch? We're here to help!"

The boy was still indifferent, "I didn't mean that."

"Then what are you talking about? I think you are deliberately finding fault!" Niu Zhaozhao raised his hands and rolled up his sleeves, "I am so special today..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little white face blocking the way frowning, and the hand holding the violation record book subconsciously raised it, as if trying to stop something, and then stared behind him with slightly parted lips in astonishment.

Niu Zhaozhao sneered, "Are you scared?"

His trousers were ripped.

"Brother Shen, don't stop me, this bean sprouts are just finding fault!" Niu Zhaozhao refused to let go.

"Niu, Zhao, Zhao...you just let it go?!"

There was a painful gasp in this voice, the rattling of teeth, mixed with Sen Han's murderous aura.

Niu Zhaozhao's back felt a chill, his neck froze again, and he turned his head frame by frame, seeing Lang Yechen lying on the ground.

Ah, he said why he seemed to hear a "boom" just now.

It turned out that Brother Shen fell to the ground.

Lu Yang was still in a daze, but Niu Zhaozhao first recovered from the panic, screamed, pulled Lu Yang and ran away, fearing that he would be pressed and beaten by Lang Yechen if he took a step too late.

Being in the shadow of the big bad wolf all year round, Niu Zhaozhao completely forgot about Lang Ye's sprained feet. He always felt that the next second he would be hit by a crutch all over his head, and he would run away with afterimages.

There was no chance for Lang Yechen to curse or ask for help.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing down osmanthus flowers one after another, and Lang Ye was lying in the sweet fragrance of flowers, ready to say a word.

Then he met a pair of blue pupils, the alienated and clear blue, like the clear autumn sky accidentally glimpsed among the lush branches.

Lang Ye tilted his neck and looked at the boy for a while. He had been at the bottom of the language class. He didn't know how to describe this face, but he felt that only when he looked like this could he be worthy of those eyes.

Qingjun is clean, um, a little worse than him.

The little handsome guy was pretty, but he spoke ruthlessly, with his long eyelashes lowered, and said coldly, "Get up, deduct points."

Lang Yechen still looked at him with his neck tilted.

The brilliant red was pressed under his body, and bits and pieces of bright gold fell all over his body. The handsome young man had one long leg bent, raised a hand to caress the back of his neck, and there was a small red mole on his Adam's apple. Very conspicuous.

The standing boy was unmoved, he said again impatiently, "Get up..."

"Do you think I'm lying here for a photo shoot?" Lang Yechen lost control of his expression, and grinned, "I can't get up, I twisted my neck."

boy: ...

Niu Zhaozhao said that the boy was a bean sprouts plant, but in fact it was a complete slander. The boy was quite tall, with long legs, and his blue and white ultra-loose school uniform could hold him up, but he was a little thin.

Lang Ye put his hands on his shoulders and stood up with his neck stuck, only to realize that the other party had a pair of cat ears on his head, and the fluff on the tips of the ears hadn't faded.

Lang Yechen:! ! !

Lang Yechen with hooked ears fell ill instantly, and the symptoms were that he could not walk when he saw a kitten, accompanied by intermittent loving smiles and a strong desire to feed.

The boy didn't know why the young man who was still naughty just now suddenly looked eagerly, thinking that the other party was grateful for his help, and helped him to the infirmary, and said blankly: "Split photos. "

Lang Yechen tore his gaze away from the pair of ears, wishing he could take a few cat hairs with him.

"No, classmate Mao, how did I break the rules?" He tilted his head and smiled, and stretched out his feet, "Hey, I'm really hurt. If I don't go to the infirmary, can I take off my shoes for you to see?"

"It's not that your behavior violated discipline, it's something else..." the boy said, holding Lang Yechen's waist with one hand.

His fingertips froze, he was not used to making such intimate gestures with people, but the one hanging on him was obviously very used to it, and most of his weight was directly pressed, and the two of them almost plunged into the flower bed together, so he had no time to think about it, he could only Help people up.

"What else?" Lang Yechen stood firm on his crutches, "Ah, I have a tattoo, but you can't see it there either."

The boy gave him a cold look.

Lang Yechen put his finger on the corner of his lips, and swiped to the right, signaling for himself to shut up.

When they reached the infirmary, neither of them spoke again.

The school doctor of the No. [-] Middle School is also the team doctor of the school team. He often gives this group of monkeys headaches, brain fever, and bruises. Lang Ye Shen practices Sanda, and he is a frequent visitor here.

Lang Ye was used to bumping and bumping, and he knew all kinds of injuries. He felt that the problem with his neck was not serious, but he was relieved after letting the doctor see it. He walked out of the infirmary with his neck stuck, and ran into the boy waiting in the corridor.

The self-study time is long past, and it seems that the first class is about to start. Lang Yechen thought this cat was interesting enough, leaning on crutches and leaning over to talk, the boy spread out his notebook, raised his eyelashes, and said in a flat tone two words.

"Deduct points."

Long Yechen: ...

Feelings are waiting for him because of this, it's really heartbreaking.

"Where did I violate the discipline?" He stopped teasing the cat this time, really puzzled.

The boy stared at him, his blue eyes seemed to ask: Don't you know?

After a while, seeing that Lang Yechen seemed to have really forgotten, he pointed to Lang Yechen's wolf ears, "Earrings."

"Ah, this one..." Lang Yechen moved his head very cooperatively, "I forgot to take it off, but your eyes are so good? Then you take it off for me?"

The boy frowned, pressed the notebook rolled up in his hand against Lang Yechen's hairy head, pushed it back, and said coldly, "Pick it yourself."

Lang Yechen: "My neck hurts when I raise my hand, I can't take it off."

Picking off the earrings would have to touch the animal's ears. The boy hesitated for a moment. He was not used to such an intimate gesture, so he lowered his eyelashes, opened the record book, and said coldly, "Two points deducted, class, name."

"Lang Yechen, Class Three, Year Two." Lang Yechen whistled while shaking his ears.

He was so cooperative that the boy was stunned for a moment, and after regaining his senses, he wrote Lang Yechen's name in the notebook twice, with golden hooks and iron strokes, and the handwriting was still immature, but he had begun to show his strength.

He turned to leave.

Lang Ye said with a deep smile: "Hey! Classmate, if you don't take off my earrings, then I will take them off later, saying that I didn't bring them into the school. You deliberately found fault and deducted my points. How are you going to explain it? Take it away?"

The boy paused, "There is monitoring."

"With that resolution, I can't see it." Lang Ye Shen chased after him on his crutches, and showed him with his neck stuck, "You see, the color is so close to my hair and ears, if it weren't for your sharp eyes, who would have seen it?"

The boy had nothing to say for a while, and pursed his pale lips.

Lang Yechen reminded: "Student, self-study is coming to an end."

A moment later, cold white and slender fingers landed on the base of Lang Ye Shen's ear, the fingertips were cool, and the ice's pointed wolf ear trembled unconsciously, and the tip of the ear scratched the palm of his hand.

The obsidian earrings were taken off and fell on the boy's palm with clear lines, still warm.

"At the end of the semester, go to the office to pick it up." The boy said lightly, "My name is Shi Yu."

Putting his hands in his pockets, he turned and left.

However, there was still some slight itching on the fingertips, as if the furry pointed ear was still rubbing against the palm.

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