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Chapter 46

December is the preview of the end of the semester, and the result of two crazy days is that sooner or later, I will face an explosion of homework.

I don't know what the teacher of No. [-] Middle School said to Gu Jiming after he went back last Thursday. Gu Jiming was very quiet all Friday, as if someone had sewn his mouth shut with a needle.

It was so abnormal that on Monday Huang Wei couldn't help calling Gu Jiming out to ask him a question.

When he came back, Gu Jiming was obviously in a worse mood.

In the next chemistry class, the teacher prepared the papers for the class. Not long after the papers were handed out, Gu Jiming dropped his pen, said: "Sorry." and walked out of the classroom.

When Gu Jiming came back, the biology class of the fourth quarter was half over, and he stood at the door with a cold face.

The biology teacher is a very good-tempered male teacher. He didn't ask where Gu Jiming went and why he was late. He just smiled and said, "Since you're back, hurry up and go back to class."

Yang Yan asked Gu Jiming: "What happened to you today?"

This is actually wrong, it should be something happened to you these few days, because Gu Jiming was obviously abnormal for more than a day, as time went by, his abnormality became more and more obvious.

Gu Jiming lay on the table and didn't know what he was looking at, so he said lazily, "It's all right now."

Gu Jiming turned his face to look at Yang Yan, he thought for a while, and found a lame excuse: "I just can't answer the question, can you teach me?"

"What about that question?" Yang Yan asked, he could see that Gu Jiming was perfunctory, but he didn't expose it.

Gu Jiming groaned, groped in the drawer for a long time, and found out a Chinese book.

Yang Yan: "...What's wrong? I can't read, right?"

"Fuck, hahahahahaha."

Gu Jiming pursed his lips, trying to maintain his ruthlessness, but failed, then leaned back on his seat, covered his face with his arms and smiled for a long time: "Why am I so fucking stupid?"

Yang Yan said: "Remove the 'like', you are quite self-aware today."

Gu Jiming laughed endlessly. Although the biology teacher said he had a good temper, he also looked at him five times in the last 10 minutes of class.

Yang Yan couldn't stand him anymore, he kicked Gu Jiming's chair: "Is it that funny? Stop laughing."

In the last 5 minutes of the biology class, the teacher left a genetic analysis question, and specifically named Gu Jiming: "Gu Jiming, please do this question for me. I think you are very happy today?"

"Basic question, what is the sex of this group of male fruit flies?" Even the genotypes have been listed during the process, which is equivalent to telling Gu Jiming the answer clearly, and the biology teacher did not intend to embarrass him.

Where did the sex come from?

Gu Jiming was busy laughing for half of the class, but he hadn't seen the topic yet, stood up and looked at the diagram and started to get confused: "Hidden."

"Then why is it recessive? Isn't there a relatively dominant gene here?" The biology teacher began to frown habitually.

Gu Jiming pointed to the two d's in the form, and said nonsense that he didn't even need to type a draft: "Because you see it has two invisible genes, and it has a lot of power, so I think it can defeat the dominant gene." Talking more and more vigorously, he stretched out his hand to perform a show of what is called empty-handed chopping.

biology teacher:"……?"

"Come on, classmate Gu, can you say it again?" The kind smile on the biology teacher's face was a little stiff.

The few students in front were shaking, but because they were timid, they didn't dare to laugh too loudly.

Yang Yan felt extremely ashamed, and even began to look forward to when Huang Wei would change seats again.

Song Yuhe slept extremely confused. He counted the time and felt that get out of class was about to end, so he rubbed his eyes sleepily and saw that Gu Jiming had finished his answer with a confident smile on his face. Song Yuhe felt that this was a hint and he was very cooperative. Applauded.

As a result, Song Yuhe found that no one in the class responded to him, and it was awkward and lonely to cooperate alone.

The biology teacher thought that Song Yuhe was eager to answer the question: "Then let Song Yuhe get up and explain to Gu Jiming why he is wrong."

Song Yuhe would answer a fart.

Song Yuhe stood up, covered his face and pretended to think for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "Teacher, I can't."

"..."

On a peaceful Monday, Gu Jiming and Song Yuhe had one more biology homework than anyone else.

After class, Gu Jiming was more self-conscious than before, and wanted to talk to Yang Yan if he had nothing to say: "Do you want to know why I'm in a bad mood recently?"

Yang Yan knew that as long as he gave Gu Jiming an excuse, he would be able to chatter until dawn, and said bluntly, "I don't want to."

Yang Yan couldn't help but refuse, Gu Jiming drank his saliva and pretended he didn't hear: "Then I'll talk to you."

"There will be a competition in November, and only two of the three rank in the top [-]."

Gu Jiming straightened his expression: "Okay, it's over."

Yang Yan just felt that Gu Jiming's brain looked different from that of normal people: "None of your business."

"You're not from No. [-] High School anymore."

Gu Jiming thinks the same as Yang Yan, which means he also feels that Yang Yan's thinking is different from that of normal people.

Gu Jiming yelled, "How can this be none of my business? Before I..."

Yang Yan nodded: "Yes, what did you do before?"

Gu Jiming himself didn't know what to say, he was stuck in the "before" and couldn't continue: "Yes, before."

"Is genetic analysis so difficult? Is it so difficult that you stutter?"

Gu Jiming shut himself up again: "That's not true, I was also a fool before."

The sudden realization of Gu Jiming is of no benefit to Yang Yan, at least Gu Jiming was quiet before, it's over, now Gu Jiming is arguing like a seven-year-old brat.

Before the end of evening self-study, Song Yuhe found the right time and sent Yang Yan a message:

——Do you still remember the girl from Class [-] who confessed to you?

To be honest, Yang Yan actually doesn't remember her anymore, there have been so many things recently:

--Who?

Song Yuhe sent the last two sentences to Yang Yan when the school bell rang:

——She said she wanted to wait for you after school, don't go.

——As for me, I will go first, bye.

Maybe Song Yuhe also knew that he would be scolded by Yang Yan for doing this, so he ran away after the bell rang, faster than during the sports meeting.

After going downstairs, Yang Yan saw her downstairs.

The girl stood aside, her coat was a pink down jacket, which lined her face very delicately.

Maybe it's because of shyness, and her face is also a little red.

Before Yang Yan remembered, he thought that he should talk to this girl, but he didn't expect it to be delayed until now, and what he didn't expect was that this girl hadn't given up until now.

Gu Jiming gave Yang Yan a hand, obviously he also saw the girl and wanted to tell Yang Yan to leave quickly.

Yang Yan didn't leave, he turned his head and said to Gu Jiming: "I have something to do today, you should go back first."

What else?

Gu Jiming thought.

Gu Jiming stood in the middle of the crowd, watching Yang Yan walk towards the girl.

The students after school were in a hurry, and laughter flowed by Gu Jiming's side one by one.

Yang Yan walked over and asked the girl, "I heard from Song Yuhe that you have something to do with me?"

The girl nodded shyly, her voice was quite low: "Yeah."

"Then find a place to talk." Yang Yan said expressionlessly.

He always felt that someone had been watching him just now, but when Yang Yan turned around, Gu Jiming with the bag on his back had disappeared.

Crowded.

The location was chosen arbitrarily. When you leave the school gate, turn right to a coffee shop that is still open.

There was no one in the store, and even the clerk's face was full of joy that he was about to leave work.

The girl spoke first: "I, I have liked you for a long time, why can't we give it a try?"

Yang Yan made it quite clear: "I don't like you like this, and there will be an exam at the end of the term, next year after the school exam, and the college entrance exam after the exam, I don't think I will have the heart to fall in love."

The girl kept her head down before, but her eyes were still a little red when she raised her face suddenly: "Then what do you like?"

This is a difficult question to answer.

If you really want to talk about it, according to the standards of the public, it must be good-looking, gentle and virtuous.

The girl in front of Yang Yan should be quite up to standard.

Unfortunately, Yang Yan doesn't like her.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

Like is a very abstract word, it should not be given any framework.

Because it breaks all shackles.

Choosing a mate who has been prepared for a long time is not called liking, it should be caught off guard.

The noisy cicadas in summer, the ice cream that is about to melt, and the sudden downpour.

He had long forgotten what Yang Yan said to the girl at the end.

Yang Yan went to a nearby shopping center alone with his bag on his back, and the movie theater was still open.

The latest movie released is Yang Yan's long-awaited movie.

Yang Yan bought two tickets and watched the movie alone.

There is no particular reason, like, want.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when we came out.

When he went back, he didn't know what Yang Yan was thinking, he took a detour and passed by Gu Jiming's downstairs.Unexpectedly, the light in Gu Jiming's room was still on.

This is very unbelievable considering the routine of the elderly Gu Jiming.

Yang Yan was in a good mood after watching his favorite movie, so he sent a message to Gu Jiming:

——Why haven’t you slept yet, you will have dark circles under your eyes.

Gu Jiming, as usual, did not reply to messages.

Yang Yan looked at the phone interface and smiled, turned off the screen of the phone, and walked briskly back home.

"..."

It was nearly two o'clock when we got home, and in such a short night, Yang Yan actually had a dream.

It was a towering castle, with dark green vines covering the cold stone walls.

In sight were people running around, and countless soldiers were chasing and shouting, roughly meaning "stop them".

Everything seems to be coated with a thick mosaic, like a window frosted in winter.

Yang Yan could feel that he was holding someone by his hand, and the princess in a complicated skirt ran stumblingly.He took her hand and ran desperately, and finally stopped at the end of the corridor.

There is no way.

At first glance, the dark corridor at the end looks like a monster that can eat people.

Yang Yan turned around and looked at the princess, she was out of breath with a blurred face.

Yang Yan said: "Come with me, don't be afraid even if the end is death."

He took a deep breath, and after taking a few small steps back, Yang Yan rushed forward without hesitation, and quickly passed the doorway of the room that was gradually distorted around him.

Finally he stood at the end of the long corridor, which was a door that had also been twisted.

what's in the doorYang Yan didn't know.

This is the only way, and the footsteps behind him are getting closer.

Yang Yan took the princess and pushed open the door. There was nothing in the room, the skylight was high, and the moonlight at three minutes to ten shone through the five-colored glass and shone on the only tall chair in the room.On the chair was a puppet in a long skirt who also couldn't see the makeup clearly. Her huge skirt covered the entire chair.

Hearing the sound of the doorknob turning behind him, Yang Yan pulled the princess and hid under the chair in desperation.

The orange skirt blocked Yang Yan's view of the outside world, but he could hear all the noise stop in an instant.

A familiar voice said: "Go out, the rest is my business."

Then there were waves of footsteps, calm.

Like the wind blowing on the transparent glass window in winter.

Not long after, the skirt in front of Yang Yan's eyes was lifted, and a moody dragon stood in front of Yang Yan.

He has a face similar to Gu Jiming, he is the only one with a face.

The evil dragon said in almost the same voice as Gu Jiming: "Hello, Mr. Knight, I found you."

"According to the rules of my hometown, can I have you?" the dragon asked.

Yang Yan subconsciously turned his head to look at the princess who was being pulled by him all the time, but there was no princess behind him. On September [-]st, Gu Jiming, who was wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, was squatting behind Yang Yan, quietly looking at him.

All descriptions are superfluous.

This seemed to be a long, long slow motion. At that moment, Yang Yan's mind went blank.

The boundaries of reality start to blur.

Gu Jiming ignored Yang Yan's shock, he approached Yang Yan, pulled his face with his hand, and lightly bit Yang Yan's lips.

In the park in the early morning of that day, the condensed water droplets rolled down from the leaves and hit the ground with a bang.

Water splashed everywhere, like a heavy rain.

The knight is dead.

Thus, Yang Yan woke up.

He rubbed his face with cold water at the sink, and the clock hanging in the living room showed ten past seven.

A good day starts with being late.

The message sent to Gu Jiming yesterday was answered.

Gu Jiming said: [Thinking about a problem. 】

Yang Yan asked: [What's the problem? 】

Gu Jiming said: [Now I know the answer, but I am hesitant to tell you. 】

Yang Yan thought for a while, then continued typing: [What a coincidence, I also thought about a question yesterday, and I have to tell you. 】

【I like you. 】

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Love everyone, but there will be no update tomorrow Wednesday.

Choo Choo Choo.

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