tall rose

Chapter 46 XLVI

The municipal examination is over, and the results are down.

612 points, grade No.11.

Yang Sheng looked at the scores and rankings with mixed feelings. He was happy that his ranking and scores had improved, but he was also worried that he almost met Lao Lu's expectations.

When I went to the office, Brother Liu made up for it, saying that you were only two points away from No.10.

"If I get to [-] in English this time, it's just two points."

Fortunately, this time he scored 240 points in the comprehensive essay and [-] points in mathematics, so the nagging in his ears was a little less.

It's just that I still feel a little guilty when I pass by the Chinese teacher's desk. His Chinese performance has been stable for a long time and has not improved.

Lao Lu asked Classes [-] and [-] to make a statistical chart of personal performance. Yang Sheng drew his own broken line, and then held up the drawing to look at it carefully. There were ups and downs, but the fluctuation range was not too large.

These several times have remained in the top fifty of the grade.

Haoyue also made it to the top [-] in her grade. Both times her grades were on a steady upward trend. Sure enough, after stabilizing her math, Sister Yue was fearless.

Jiang Yanxu scored 500 points for the first time in the test. According to Lao Lu, this is the baseline for a book.

Xiao Jiang, who just wants to take an undergraduate exam and hang around, sighs that life is not easy while drawing pictures, "Everyone is driving me to study hard."

That’s right, every day, Haoyue stared at his English, Yang Sheng taught him mathematics, and even met Xia Zang occasionally, Brother Xia also greeted him kindly and friendly, whether you have been studying seriously recently.

Recently, the unified examination ended, and Xia Zang had to work harder on the fourth floor.

It was to run errands for his English teacher, and to send unique English cheats to his "senior sister" Brother Liu.

Sometimes Yang Sheng just happened to meet him, so he casually sent his boyfriend downstairs; sometimes when he didn't meet him, Xiao Jiang, a blue bird (self-proclaimed), also chirped, saying that I just saw Brother Xia in the office.

But Haoyue was thoughtful: "I think of it, I should have met Brother Xia before the third year of high school."

"He has been sending materials to Brother Liu before. I sighed to Brother Liu at that time, saying that this boy is really fair. But he didn't ask his name at that time. Well, maybe Brother Liu said his name, but I forgot .”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, but Xiao Yang, you didn't mention it much at that time."

Yang Sheng: "Why didn't I see my brother in the office then!"

Haoyue: "How do I know that, haven't you seen it and shouldn't you ask your own conscience?"

Yang Sheng decided to ask Xia Zang's conscience, but first he must have condemned himself.

After all, he had been in the same school for two years, so he really didn't know where Xia Zang's class was.

And Xia Zang knows the fifth class, no wonder he knows the fifth class.

610 points, the highest score in history.

Xia Zang pinches his wrist, it really hurts.

Not dreaming.

It's a miracle that I scored [-] in mathematics.

Thanks Yang Sheng.

I didn't feel very happy, as if I knew in advance that I would achieve such a result, and not only to achieve such a result.

The score card on the bedside tells Xia Zang that you still have room to improve.

There are still 168 days before the college entrance examination.

After school at noon, the children jumped up and down, happily and coquettishly said: "Brother, I got a score of [-] in the exam~"

In fact, it was quite normal to have a low-key tone, but Xia Zang wanted to make up for it.

Acting like a baby is definitely acting like a baby.

"Keep going." In order to avoid the child's pride, Xia Zang only patted the child's head cautiously.

Yang Sheng asked him: "Brother, how did you do in the exam?"

"It's 610 points, [-]." Xia Zang said, "Thanks to Teacher Yang's guidance."

"Hey." Feeling embarrassed by the praise, someone scratched the bridge of his nose and lowered his head.

After walking side by side for a long time, Xia Zang realized that something was wrong with the child.

How should I put it, just a little... shy?

Xia Zang didn't know why such a word popped out of his mind, they both knew each other so well, why are they so shy?

Playfully staring at Yang Sheng's side face for a while, finally waiting for someone to hold back, blushing and said: "Brother, did you also go to the fourth floor before? Just send materials to Brother Liu or something."

"Well, I went there in the first year of high school. After all, Teacher Luo asked me to." Xia Zang replied, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"It looks like I'm really a failure." Yang Sheng tugged at the ends of his hair that fell to his temples, "I don't even know about this."

"You know it now." Xia Zang said with a smile.

Yes, there was a class that passed by Yang Sheng before, and the teacher who knew Yang Sheng at that time, the same as living under the same roof, the distance is not far away.

Who knows, if you don't want to meet, no matter how close you are, it won't help.

Xia Zang remembered that he once walked out of the teacher's office of Class [-] and [-], and looked far away across the corner to the tiled wall with swaying light spots at the door of Class [-].

He also guessed what Yang Sheng was doing at that time.

Guessing this is too boring, but just thinking about it, there will be a subtle throbbing in my heart.

Because the person I was thinking about was related to him and intersected with him.

But now there is no need to make those insignificant associations, Yang Sheng is by his side, and they can intertwine with each other as they pass through the crowd.

Therefore, time is the most powerful magician; but what does it matter about time?

Xia Zang heard a voice in his heart retorting, it was the rose that opened its teeth and danced its claws.

"It's obviously fate."

But it was not too early or too late, Yang Sheng was looking for a house to live in, and Xia Zang was looking for someone to share the rent with.

The countless coincidences arranged by fate before have been passed by them intentionally or unintentionally. Fate also cares about face, so——

"So it arranges for you to meet again, just like when you first met."

Xia Zang adds another gossip or two to his love notebook.

Originally this book was called "180 Secrets of Little Hamsters", but at the sports meeting, everyone stripped him of his underwear.

So after all the questions were answered, Xia Zang seriously changed the headline.

"Rose Planting Manual", well, the name sounds very serious and serious.

Here is what Xia Zang wrote on the cover:

"If you love a rose, you have to do more than water and fertilize the soil."

"Rejoice with him and sorrow with him, and listen to what is hidden in his heart."

"Of course you can tell him what worries you have, because you have to know that you are not the only one who loves your rose;"

"Your rose loves you too."

However, since Xia Zang wrote most of the records between homework, Yang Sheng saw his strokes with a serious expression, and never suspected that his brother was writing some unscrupulous records.

Because of the cold weather and limited time, Xia Zang kept his hair loose, and the hair rope Yang Sheng bought for him had to be put aside.

Now I basically take a bath once a week, the weather is too cold, the clothes are too thick, and I am too lazy.

Yang Sheng came out of the bathroom shivering with a towel on. Xia Zang had already blown his hair, and he stretched his arms around his waist as soon as he came over, ignoring his head full of water beads.

When they hugged each other, their bodies warmed up a bit, Xia Zang pulled the towel to wipe Yang Sheng's hair, after a while no water dripped down, then he took off the towel and turned on the hair dryer again to dry his hair.

"It's like taking off the hijab." Yang Sheng held the corner of the towel and smiled lightly.

"Then will you marry me or not?" Xia Zang asked back, stroking his thin hair.

"Marry you." Yang Sheng squinted his eyes, "Marry you too."

It was originally a joke, but this back and forth made people fall in love.

After drying his hair, Yang Sheng was dishonest, clamoring to tie Xia Zang's hair.

After quickly switching the front and back positions, Yang Sheng gathered the soft hair into a bunch, exposing the fair neck.

The newly changed white peach-flavored toiletries were entangled in the clothes and body, making the atmosphere pink and moist like spring. Yang Sheng held his hair, buried his head in his neck, and nibbled lightly.

"I have to buy you a ring to lock it on." After biting someone, he shamelessly raised the terms of overlord, Yang Sheng licked his lower lip, and the sweetness of white peach was radiating between his lips and teeth.

He took out the hair rope that he had prepared in advance, and with a careless effort in his mind, he tied it into a low ponytail.

Bite again, this time the position is lower, he closed his eyes thinking about what style to buy.

Fine silver chains, stones adorned with white jade.

It's drop-shaped, it looks tight when it rests on the collarbone.

Xia Zang let him bite, whether it was heavy or light, and answered him, "You can buy whatever you like."

Quickly fell into the feather pillow, kissed for a while, but lazily vented, hugged together and did not move.

After taking a bath, I really feel bad all over.

Xia Zang lifted up the quilt next to him, and wrapped the two of them together like spring rolls.

"Brother, please pick my English vocabulary." Yang Sheng said with his eyes closed, "It's still early."

Xia Zang said two things casually, but the man groaned and didn't know whether he answered or not.

But he was not asleep yet, the cloth rubbing against his chest was not honest.

I forgot where I read the book, saying that in this state, the brain nerves of people are still active. At this time, when listening to songs and radio, the content of songs and radio will be repeated in dreams.

To make persistent efforts for the child's English, Xia Zang thought for a while, and slowly read a poem: "I went out to the hazelwood, Because of a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a berry to a thread; ilvertrout.

When IhadlaiditonthefloorIwenttoblowthefireaflame,Butsomethingrustleonthefloor,Andsomeonecalledmebymyname:ItadbecomeaglimmeringgirlWithappleblossominherhairWhocalledmebymynameandranAndfadedthroughthebrighteningair.

Though I am old with wandering Through hollowlands and hillylands, I will find out where she has gone, And kisser lips and take her hands;

It's also Yeats's poem, I didn't feel anything when I read it, but it's a bit long to recite.

The Song of Wandering Aengus.

"The Roaming Songs of Angus".

This is Xia Zang's favorite poem by Yeats besides "When You Are Old".

But just after finishing the recitation, his shoulders sank, and the person in his arms fell asleep peacefully.

Is it just so hypnotized?Xia Zang pinched his nose helplessly, and got a obedient frown and a muffled hum from someone.

Xia Zang hugged him for a long time, and repeated softly:

"And pluck till time and times saled one The silver apple soft the moon, The golden apple soft the sun."

To pick the silver apples of the moon,

To pick the golden apples of the sun,

until time is gone.

After confirming that he had fallen asleep, Xia Zang raised himself up a little and turned off the night light.

The advantage of the spring roll-style cover method is that the two of them can stick closer together, as long as they don't get out of bed the next day, everything is easy to talk about.

"marry you……"

After humming and chirping for a while, I finally hummed a clear word.

It seems that memorizing English poems for a long time is a waste of time, I didn't write down any of them, I just remembered some and nothing.

But the child has fallen asleep and cannot be beaten.

Xia Zang could only pat his back and said, "Okay, I will marry you."

Of course, later Yang Sheng realized that he was just looking for trouble when he tied someone's hair before going to bed.

When he woke up the next morning, he still had to search for hair ropes all over the bed.

While the boyfriend yawned under the quilt and spread it on the pillow, as expensive as a cat.

"If you can't find it, don't look for it." Xia Zang said.

Yang Sheng had a lot of bad intentions, so he put his icy cold hands into his boyfriend's pajamas.

Unexpectedly, Xia Zang has gotten used to his ice lump, so let him take advantage of it.

The skin is really smooth and firm, and it is full of happiness to squeeze it with your hands.

Yang Sheng desperately wanted to attack the city and plunder the land, but someone grabbed his wrist unbearably, "Huh? Did you find the hairpin?"

I found it a long time ago, and Yang Sheng put it on his wrist for fear of losing it again.

Yang Sheng regretted not touching those two cherries: "It's almost there."

"Little rascal." Xia Zang grabbed the troubled hand out of his clothes, squinted at the maroon hair band and thin white wrist, which had to be said to be pretty good-looking, "I don't even have a chance to touch you, and I've been fucked by you all day Take advantage."

"There will be opportunities in the future." The little hooligan smiled wickedly.

Xia Zang grabbed the wrist and kissed it, thinking of what to give as a birthday present.

Ah no, what should I give as a bride price.

At the same time, the little hooligan: I want to bite my neck, I really think about it, I should find a ring to lock him.

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