Chapter 84:

Gu Fei looked at Jiang Yan, and after pointing at him "It's you", Jiang Yan kept staring at him without looking away.
Sometimes he thinks that Jiang Yan has all the characteristics and skills of Xueba, but also has the magical logic that other Xueba does not have. It can completely reverse things, and if you think about it, you can agree with it. What's wrong.
Gu Fei had once taught this ability before tattooing, but he did not explain it at the time, and now Jiang Yan has exerted his divine power again.
In fact, the question he asked at the beginning had no meaning in the current state of the two people. No matter what the answer was, no matter what the thought was, it was meaningless.
That's right, he originally hoped that Jiang Yan wanted only a love relationship with him and a love relationship with me. It could be an attempt, an impulse, or a loneliness.
But Jiang Yan didn't answer, and there seemed to be no way to separate these two things completely and accurately, so he chose to pierce into it, and I will like you until you no longer need that day.
As long as you want "I" and not someone else, I can.
So when Jiang Yan pointed at him and said that he wanted to have a relationship with you, he felt surprised, a little angry, and anxious to laugh, but he felt that Jiang Yan's logic was OK.
Yeah, it's me who wants to stop when you stop.
Gu Fei felt that he must say something now, but he did not dare to speak easily.
Jiang Yan's logic, sensitivity and impulse, the most terrifying thing is that he can feel Jiang Yan's insecurities. He always can realize the state of being afraid of losing at that moment.
Gu Fei, every sentence you say now will become evidence in Jiang Yan's heart.
Be careful.
It is not impossible to be in a different place, but the environment of a first-class university and the environment of a steel factory will make two people in a completely different state for a long time. The two people gradually lose the common topic and fade away slowly.
Maybe we can't wait for another day, because of such differences now, we will continue to quarrel and explore, and eventually return to our own world because of fatigue.
Of course, miracles can happen, and we have reached the end.
Some things can't be understood just like solving a question, a question has only one correct answer, no matter what the process is, all you have to do is to constantly find the way to the correct answer. Xueba can find shortcuts and around a little circle, but in the end will reach the end, because there is only one answer, the others are called wrong answers.
And now they are in a situation where there are countless possibilities, there are countless answers, these are called answers, there may be one two three, four five six, but no one can say which is wrong, that is right.
Gu Fei looked at Jiang Yan. Maybe he was too pessimistic and cautious. He wanted to protect Jiang Yan from being harmed. Jiang Yan was completely contrary to him. His optimism and impulse were straightforward and sensitive, which basically belonged to "what is the pain in the storm" Type.
No matter how many times he thought about these words, he couldn't tell Jiang Yan a word.
He had no way to leave, he didn't even dare to think about leaving the two words, let alone ponder the way to leave, and Jiang Yan had no reason to leave.
This is a deadlock for the time being, and if they don't reach the desired step before the miracle occurs, this is a deadlock.
Obviously, Jiang Yan didn't want to think about such an ending, and he didn't need to let Jiang Yan face these issues that Jiang Yan thought were unnecessary.
"I didn't," Gu Fei said, looking at Jiang Yan. "Do you only pick what you want to remember when you learn to dominate things? No reason."
"Let's change the subject," Jiang Yan sneered, "Gu Fei, sometimes I feel that you are a grudge who really grieved you. As for your thinking and reaction speed, it is definitely a hegemonic level."
"I haven't said anything other than this one?" Gu Fei still looked at him.
"Say something else?" Jiang Yan frowned, his face disdain, "I don't remember, I remember you're still afraid of wearing a tattoo on your body, and I'm afraid I'll have a mark when I divide it later."
"Do you believe me pumping you?" Gu Fei asked.
"It took me to believe." Jiang Yan answered.
Gu Fei didn't speak, stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly raised his elbow, hit Jiang Yan's face in the past.
But he had to admire Jiang Yan's reaction. At the moment he raised his elbow, Jiang Yan had already reclined and ducked away.
But Gu Fei didn't want to smash his face, his arm pressed against his throat and pressed down, Jiang Yan was pushed down on the bed by his neck.
"Fuck." Jiang Yan stared at him.
"You don't know me too much," Gu Fei stuck his throat in his arm, and pressed one leg against his hand. When he tried to lift his other hand, Gu Fei grabbed him. "How could I be willing to smash? You face. "
"Oh." Jiang Yan went to the corner of his mouth.
"I'll like you until you don't need it," Gu Fei pressed him, "Did I say that?"
"Sayed that," Jiang Yan answered.
"Then why don't you remember." Gu Fei asked.
"I'm angry," Jiang Yan said, "when you're angry, you don't remember anything. Why do you have any opinions? There are opinions."
Gu Fei opened his mouth and said nothing.
"Just so unreasonable and unconvinced," Jiang Yan frowned, looking at him for a while and silently, "I thought you were a love story, and it sounded beautiful at first, but I couldn't think about it."
"Huh?" Gu Fei lifted his arm around his neck and kissed him with his head bowed.
"Actually you mean if I want to break up with you, you will agree," Jiang Yan looked at him, "the initiative is with me."
Gu Fei didn't speak, and kissed him again.
"It seems that you have the initiative, but you are not passive at all," Jiang Yan glanced at him, "you can come and go as you please."
Gu Fei sighed: "If you really don't want to be with me, it doesn't make sense for me to fight hard."
"Say so ..." Jiang Yan raised his mouth and bit his chin.
"Ah!" Gu Fei was startled, did not dare to move, Jiang Yan bit a big bite and worked hard, making him wonder if he had his chin during sleepwalking, which made people bite so stably and accurately.
Jiang Yan bit his head for ten seconds before he let his mouth loose, and put his head back on the pillow: "Gu Fei, tell you something."
"Um." Gu Fei nodded.
"I think it might be that without you, I would think step by step, and solve whatever is needed. People must have a dash, good feelings, and a good life. There must be a direction before you know what you want to do." Jiang He said, "I'm like that anyway."
"Um." Gu Fei nodded.
"I do n’t like to put an 'impossible' hat on this thing first, do you know what I mean?" Jiang Yan said again.
"I understand." Gu Fei looked at him.
"I don't have much to say, I'll just be one thing, you promise me." Jiang Yan stared at him.
"You said." Gu Fei looked at him.
"Don't let me run away," Jiang Yan said. "Don't let me go, you can come and go as you please, can you linger for a while, okay? What if I regret it and look back when you're not there?" "
Gu Fei suddenly felt a bit sore in the nose. He took a breath and forced the uncomfortable feeling down. He didn't want to cry in front of Jiang Yan's face.
"Okay," he nodded, "but you also promise me."
"What?" Jiang Yan asked.
"I hate people sacrificing for me and giving up for me," Gu Fei thinks this is probably the most straightforward words he can tell Jiang Yan, "I don't need it, you should go on your way, don't stop Do you understand what I mean? Sympathy, giving up, these can make me stressed and feel tired. "
"I see," Jiang Yan pinched his chin. "I'm firm."
Gu Fei smiled.
"Do you think you are very light?" Jiang Yan said.
"Huh?" Gu Fei froze.
"Even if you only have 50 pounds, how much have you weighed your knees on your hands?" Jiang Yan said, "I can calculate for you."
Gu Fei laughed and removed the leg that had been pressed on Jiang Yan's hand.
"I want revenge," Jiang Yan said.
"Okay," Gu Fei said, "how to get revenge? Press your 50-pound leg on my hand for five minutes?"
"Take my one-eight-eight-foot sister-in-law," Jiang Yan lifted Gu Fei's shoulder, followed by turning over and pressing on him, "do you a lesson."
"... Is there a ruler? Do I measure Xiaoyao for one meter eight?" Gu Fei laughed.
"What about you, have you recovered?" Jiang Yan whispered in his ear.
"What?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.
"Your ass," Jiang said aloud, "What a fool to pretend."
"Ah," Gu Fei laughed even harder, "is restored, do you want to use it?"
"I fuck," Jiang Yan rode on him and threw a slap in his arm. "I found you really owed
dry."
"Quick-drying," Gu Fei raised his head, yanked his fingertips down his lower abdomen, and pulled open his pants. "May I give you some experience?"
"My ability to learn," Jiang Yan grasped his wrist and pressed his hand above his head. "It is very strong."
When in love, many things can be solved by doing one thing.
In fact, Jiang Yan felt that today ’s conversation did not solve the actual problem. The answer he wanted ... he could n’t remember what kind of answer he wanted, and what Gu Fei gave. Explaining that he didn't care too much suddenly.
Even to a certain extent, what he and Gu Fei said were contradictory, but they also agreed to each other, even if the other party asked them to run counter to their original intentions.
Maybe what he wants is just a vent, a play, a psychological, a physical one, I have some words, I need you to know, I have some , I need you to bear.
Of course he knew that some things were unsolved, but they were still together.
When he came out of the bathroom, Gu Feizhen was lying on his pillow and playing with his mobile phone. He grabbed Gu Fei's buttocks and said, "Why is he lying again? Is it ... hurt?"
"No," Gu Fei tilted his head, "Can you use your observation power of Xueba? I usually spend most of my time playing with my cell phone on my stomach."
"Ah, is it?" Jiang Yan thought for a while, lay beside him, and whispered, "You don't need to give me face if you are uncomfortable, you can only make progress if you don't know enough."
Gu Fei didn't speak, and threw away his mobile phone and lay on the pillow and laughed for a long time.
"Fuck," Jiang Ao got out of bed and sat at the desk. "It's hurting self-esteem."
"My brother," Gu Feiyu went to the bed, reached out and touched his leg, "I have a truth to tell."
"Say it." Jiang Yan opened the book.
"Comfortable, really," Gu Fei said. "My brother is two meters eight today."
Jiang Yan tilted his head and squinted at him: "I'll tell you, just like you, if you change someone else and have been stabbed to death, I can stand you."
"It's the same for me," said Gu Fei, "I have no temper even if you are, I'm afraid you will lose your temper."
"What are you afraid of? I lose my temper because I lose my temper. My temper is not good at all. It ’s amazing if I do n’t lose my temper." Jiang Yan turned his pen and began to lower his head. "I actually do n’t have to. Losing my temper, I'm just ... scared. "
"I know," Gu Fei sat up, rubbing on his back, "I know."
"Do you know Gu Fei," Jiang Yan said as he wrote, his voice was a little low. "I don't have a home. I'm just like this. Here, I rent a room, and my feet are empty."
Gu Fei looked at him.
"I lean back and I'll be solid with you behind me," Jiang Yan wrote, always lowering his head, "I'm not going to face reality, I just think that if you're not next to me, I really, Foot is empty. "
Gu Fei didn't speak, got up and stepped behind Jiang Yan, and sat in a chair with him squeezed around his waist.
The room became very quiet. Gu Fei's head was on Jiang Yi's back. He could hear the rustling sound of the pen tip across the paper. He could hear Jiang Ye's steady breathing. If he got closer, he could still hear it. To his heartbeat.
This feels good.
"I'm here." Gu Fei said softly.
"Huh?" Jiang Yan responded without stopping.
Gu Fei sometimes admired him for this ability. On several occasions, Jiang Yan was writing English compositions. He talked with him and wrote a long paragraph, and it seems that he has not made any mistakes.
"I'm here. Behind you, I won't go anywhere," Gu Fei said. "Don't be afraid."
"Um." Jiang Yan smiled.
Gu Fei closed her eyes, just like that, learn from Jiang Yan, do n’t think about some things first, I do n’t mention what you do n’t want to think, I do n’t want to have such a beautiful memory ... Such a beautiful experience, maybe in this life, it is so wild.
I'm here when you want to go back, I'm here when you want to be home, I'm here when you need me, as long as you can stand.
The summer vacation of the fourth middle school was finally over. When a group of people returned to school, they were scolded and grieved, but all of them were not absent, and they seemed to be in a good mood.
While abandoning the holiday is too short, I feel that no group of students are lonely to meet every day.
When the make-up class started, it was painful and happy.
No, there must be more happiness. Jiang Yan looked at the people around him, and none of them listened to the class. The teacher talked about himself on the podium. The people below said enthusiastically about the holiday, even the voice. On control.
"Scream! Scream! Be louder, I still haven't heard it when I stand here!" Lao Lu waved his pointer, "Say you! Just you! Don't talk about the next one, just count on you the most beautiful! Take a mirror!"瞅 My face is sluggish and beautiful! You are so beautiful! Come! Ready to sing! "
"Did you hear me?" Jiang Yan was taking notes on the table, glancing at Gu Fei, "Let you sing in the mirror, you are so beautiful ..."
"You are the flower buds in the winter, and you are Xi Shi who disturbed the spring water," Gu Fei sang with a smile, "You are an angelic favor, you are my noble ..."
"Gu Fei!" Old Lu patted the podium.
Gu Fei turned to look at Lao Lu.
"Come, I have a mirror here," Lao Lu waved at him. "Come and see, by the way, sing me a few words!"
"... I didn't sing." Gu flew to the chair and sighed.
Jiang Yan determined that it was impossible for Lao Lu to hear Gu Fei singing, Gu Fei's voice was very low, Zhou Jing might not be able to hear it, but when Lao Lu shouted so much, he was still startled and trembled for a while.
"You didn't sing?" Lao Lu patted the podium again. "You didn't sing then you go out!"
"Whether or not I should sing." Gu Fei stood up helplessly, shook out of the classroom, lay on the railing in the corridor, and looked at the playground below.
Old Lu continued to roar for two minutes before he started to go to class again.
While listening to the lesson, Jiang Yan tested how wide Yu Guang was and how clear his vision was. He concluded that if you add the "too much like the handsome guy outside" bonus, Yu Guang's power is amazing.
He took notes while taking lessons, and could clearly see Gu Fei's back.
Black t-shirt, gray shorts, and ordinary high school boys can't be dressed, but he can still see his slender figure, tight waist, straight legs ...
"Jiang Ye!" Lao Lu shouted, "You came up and translated this sentence!"
Jiang Yan felt that Gu Fei in the corridor looked back into the classroom. He recovered the ripples in his brain and stood up and walked to the podium.
After looking at the question, I took the chalk and pressed it on the podium. When I was ready to write on the blackboard, Lao Lu shouted again, "What a habit! Waste!"
Jiang Yan sighed, put the chalk back in the box, took another whole, didn't press it, and started writing on the blackboard.
"Isn't it a waste?" Old Lu said.
"Mr. Lu, can I still write?" Jiang Yan looked at him.
"You write," Old Lu waved, "I'll teach you by the way."
"... Oh." Jiang Yan continued to write.
When I finished writing the question and returned to the seat, I could see that Gu Fei had turned around and leaned on the railing. After looking at his eyes, Gu Fei hooked the corner of his mouth, Jiang Yan sewed his eyes, everyone in the class was watching him He did not dare to have too much communication with Gu Fei.
However, with a slight increase in the corner of Gu Fei's mouth, Jiang Yan has already added at least 2g of pictures in his own head.
I don't know why. He obviously had disputes, and he obviously didn't argue. But he still felt a lot easier.
Make-up classes are boring for Gu Fei, but quite busy for Jiang Yan.
In addition to the review content of the No. 4 Middle School, Pan Zhi's side will send a compressed package to Jiang Yan every two or three days, which will contain the review courseware and materials of the teachers in the original school.
Gu Fei feels that Jiang Yan is a god. From the make-up class to the formal class, he repeats the practice every day, but he can still take the time to roll the sheets.
"Did you take any medicine sneakily?" Gu Fei stood out of the window with a cigarette.
Today, he coaxed Miao Miao to fall asleep and ran over sneakily. He wanted to accompany Jiang Yan to review it together. He pretended to follow the book to make Jiang Yan feel more at ease, and the door just rolled in.
Now the mind is not exhausted, the thought of pretending to review is completely gone.
"Get off," Jiang Yan said as he wiped his hair as he prepared to sit down and start reading. "It's as if you don't need it."
"No," Gu Fei laughed and stepped behind him, sitting down. Now Tianer is very hot, but Jiang Yan likes him to sit like this, "I just think you have enough energy."
"There are two types of rest, active rest and negative rest ..." Jiang Yan opened the book.
"Well, do we both take a proactive rest?" Gu Fei said.
"Yes." Jiang Yan smiled.
"Can I do it for a while?" Gu Fei hugged him.
"Well," Jiang Yan touched his hand. "I call you for half an hour."
"Okay," Gu Fei closed his eyes. "Was Xu encouraged you to go to the office today?"
"No," Jiang Yan put down his pen. "I forgot to tell you, didn't I say that there will be an award ceremony after the Games?"
"Why," Gu Fei looked up, and frowned. "Isn't he looking for you to show?"
"It is said that there are two programs in the third grade of senior year, one for boys and one for girls." Jiang Yan said.
"What do you want you to do?" Gu Fei asked.
"Play a tune," Jiang Yan said, "Lao Xu said you ... would you play the guitar?"
"I can play the guitar too much, it will be on the 9th." Gu Fei was suddenly agitated. He knew what Lao Xu thought. Lao Xu wanted him to work with Jiang Yan to make a show. Xu knew he would not agree, so he first sought Jiang Yan.
"I mean," Jiang Yan tilted his head. "Don't you say you can't play the guitar?"
"Am I ... said?" Gu Fei asked.
"Sayed that." Jiang Yan nodded.
"Maybe it wasn't too familiar at that time." Gu Fei slaped his face against his back.
"Okay, then Lao Xu ... what do you think?" Jiang Yan asked.
"I don't participate." Gu Fei answered.