The Paranoid Villains Have a Crush on Me

"Ah... why did you abstain?"

"Yeah, I want to see them continue the battle."

"Is it because of the mistake just now that the mentality collapsed?"

"I don't know. Hey, anyway, he is now the new male **** in my mind. Who knows which class he is from?"

…

The girls onlookers were somewhat disappointed, but Lu Yuan didn't care about them. His mind was in a mess, and even when Ning Xingzhou trot beside him, he didn't dare to look directly at him.

"What's the matter? Did you just get hurt?" Ning Xingzhou leaned down, wanting to see Lu Yuan's leg that hit the horizontal pole, but was sharply avoided by the other party.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm not physically strong and can't jump." Lu Yuan lowered his eyes and took the lead to walk back.

Ning Xingzhou was confused by Lu Yuan's attitude. He followed the other's footsteps with doubts and asked, "Hey, are you deliberately letting me?"

"...No." Lu Yuan was already confused enough, but the other party was still dangling around him, he sighed, reached out and rubbed the other party's head vigorously, "It's just that you're tired from dancing, don't make up your mind too much. many."

You can't tell Ning Xingzhou that he abstained because he was thinking about the other party all the time and couldn't calm down, right? And... he tilted his head and glanced at Ning Xingzhou's delicate profile, his eyes were obscure.

There seems to be something wrong with his feelings towards his tablemate.

…

During the lunch break, Ning Xingzhou and Lu Yuan didn't go home. Usually Ning Xingzhou would lie on the table and take a nap, but today he didn't sleep well at noon.

There is no forum in their school, and the main channels for information flow are the major QQ groups. Ning Xingzhou has added a lot, but it has always been a diving party and has not spoken.

Today, the video of their competition was filmed and passed on to various QQ groups. Many students are blowing rainbow farts in fancy ways, asking for contact information by the way.

Gray Princess in the Castle: Ah ah ah ah who is this boy! Please let me know! Want to expand column expand column expand column!

It's lemons: copper balls! This boy is also the first in the 100 meters, and the thief is so handsome!

The old lady is beautiful: take me one! It's my favorite!

Depressed youth: I know this person, Lu Yuan from class 22, from a junior high school. His father is a wealthy local businessman, and his mother is a third. Before, his mother always wanted to rely on the child to be in the top position, and showed off his strength in front of his original wife. As a result, he was beaten in the face by the original wife, and he lost his wife and lost his army. With such a family, he is not much better. He has a very bad temper. If he wants to hook up with his girl, just take it easy.

Sand Sculpture: ... No, people are just asking for contact information. Who begged you to break the news?

The best in this group: That's right, talk about people, talk about people, what do you want to talk about people's parents? Initiating a war?

Let's go: Oh my God, it's actually him, ah, I feel like I can't become a fan in an instant. Family education is still very important. What kind of good can a family like that be raised.

It's Lemon: I...Me too, I feel like I'm too unkind, but it's really hard to correct my mentality. I know the child is innocent, but emotionally...genes and family upbringing, alas...

Since it is an anonymous group, many people have no scruples in speaking. Ning Xingzhou swiped the record and watched, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth collapsed.

He put away the phone in disappointment, stretched out his hands on the table, tilted his head and looked at Lu Yuan, who was still studying during the lunch break, his delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked very annoyed.

He is obviously a very hardworking and excellent person, why is everyone so prejudiced against him?

"What's wrong? Didn't you feel happy just now?" Lu Yuan's mind was not on the book at all, so he simply closed the book and tilted his head to ask.

He didn't like to see the other party smiling brightly because of the flattery of those unknown girls, but he didn't want to see his tablemate annoyed because of it.

Ning Xingzhou straightened up slightly, half propped his chin, hesitated for a few seconds and then said tentatively, "Would you be unhappy if you heard a bad comment about yourself?"

"Huh? What? Someone said bad things about you?" Lu Yuan asked.

"No..." Ning Xingzhou didn't know why, but his popularity seemed to be good. What really made him feel depressed was Lu Yuan's comments in the hearts of his classmates, "There are always people who like to talk about you behind your back, and they look so angry."

His mouth pursed unconsciously, obviously it wasn't him who was being told, so he was wronged first.

When Lu Yuan saw it, he was moved and funny, and his mood became uncontrollable and became excited. As for the malicious comments made by the same table, he really didn't take it to heart.

"It's okay, they're all irrelevant people, don't waste your emotions." Lu Yuan laughed softly, leaning back, the stool made a creaking sound because of the shaking.

"Whether others hate me or like me, it will not cause any change in my life. Some people have excess self-awareness, and ignoring them is the best way to strike. Instead of wasting time and being sad about their remarks, it is better to work hard to be excellent. Live your life well."

What he said was not serious, and his low-pitched voice revealed a mature aura that did not match his age.

Ning Xingzhou stared blankly at Lu Yuan, who was talking eloquently, a little confused, "You speak in a very official tone, like parents who like to talk big things. But it's best if you can think about it and don't care about others. People with ideas are cool."

Lu Yuan chuckled lightly and said slowly: "Actually, it's not that I don't care about everyone's opinions..."

He paused, lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Xingzhou, mixed emotions mingled in his lowered voice, "If you hate me too, I may suffer so much that I can't sleep at night."

"Hey, hey, why have you been saying weird things lately?" Ning Xingzhou blinked, feeling a little embarrassed for no apparent reason. After thinking about it, he felt that it was normal. After all, at this stage, the other party only had him as a friend.

However, as a mission person who will leave sooner or later, he does not want this kind of uniqueness.

"Of course I won't hate you." Ning Xingzhou sat up straight, put his hands on the stool and turned around with his body. He looked at Lu Yuan without hesitation, and said with a frown, "However, I still hope you can be more popular, don't keep your face cold and make more friends."

His voice was as soft as possible, hoping to be less didactic. He wanted to tell Lu Yuan these words for a long time, but there was no right time.

Ning Xingzhou is very emotional. He has been in contact with Lu Yuan for so long, and he has long been unable to treat him as a simple task object. From the bottom of his heart, he also recognizes such a friend.

He hopes that he can bring some changes to Lu Yuan. He does not ask the other party to stand at the top, but only hopes that after he leaves, the other party can be like ordinary people, stubbornly and simply strive for their dreams, and live happily with three or two friends in their spare time. .

Who knew that Lu Yuan didn't appreciate it, but raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked in a deliberately cold voice, "What? Do you want to push me out?"

Ning Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand to deny, "I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong!"

Hearing the muffled laughter of someone across from him, Ning Xingzhou realized that he was being teased. He suddenly puffed out his cheeks and stared at the other party without any intimidation, "Why, is it fun to deliberately misinterpret what I mean? You are not naive."

His cheeks were slightly annoyed with powder, and the post-autumn sunshine gave him a warm glow, making his appearance even more refined and refined.

Lu Yuan looked at him fixedly, and four words suddenly appeared in his mind - beautiful and delicious.

He shrugged and tried his best to retract his gaze from Ning Xingzhou. He drifted aimlessly out of the window, his voice drifting, "It seems that in front of you, I always do something childish, and I don't even understand why."

"Huh?" Ning Xingzhou keenly felt the other party's emotional change, and added with a guilty conscience: "I'm not criticizing you, it's cute when it's naive."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing lowly. He looked at the bare cherry tree outside the window, with an indescribable devotion and seriousness in his tone, "If you want me to change, I will try my best to do it."

No longer fighting casually, but also trying hard to restrain the hard edges and corners of the whole body.

…

Going home at night, Lu Yuan lay in bed and recalled what happened during the daytime exercise, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The mood is very complicated, and there is no one to talk to.

After insomnia until the early morning, he couldn't help but get up after all, took out the cheap smartphone he bought in the second-hand market a few days ago, tossed it for a long time, and posted an article on the forum for help.

- I always feel that my deskmate is cute, and I can't help but want to look at him when I have nothing. Is this normal? We are both boys.

Netizens are always very enthusiastic about this kind of emotional question, and they received several replies within a few minutes of sending it.

1L: Uh... gay? Disgusting.

2L: Wow, **** in real life? The first time I saw it, the rotten girl said she liked to hear it.

3L: Does the landlord like your roommate? There is nothing abnormal, but being **** is quite difficult, so the landlord should be mentally prepared.

4L: Crush? Oh, come on, landlord! Fight hard, fight hard, and become a wife at the same table!

Does he like Ning Xingzhou?

Lu Yuan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the phrase "homosexual", but he couldn't return to his senses for a long time. Some confusion, but more of a relief.

Yes, he likes it.

At this moment, he seemed to understand why his attention was always on Ning Xingzhou, why he felt uncomfortable when he saw Ning Xingzhou smiling at others, and why he was so weird and dirty when he jumped high today idea.

In the darkness, only the phone screen flickered faintly, reflecting his facial features eerily. With his palm on his forehead, he recalled the scenes of the day in his mind, his blood boiled uncontrollably, and his heartbeat was unbelievably fast.

Is this what it feels like to like?

"Ding dong" sounded, and the phone prompted that a private message had been received.

Please call me Hong Niang: Don't say anything, just see for yourself. I still have a lot of videos of this quality. If you need it, just ask me for it. The price is negotiable.

Lu Yuan looked at the video file thrown by the other party, hesitated for a few seconds, and clicked it.

As a result, he didn't expect that at 1 o'clock, it would be the best scene of two men applauding for love. The strange cry made his scalp numb, and he almost threw the phone out without slipping.

Lu Yuan deleted the video with a dark face, and by the way blacklisted the person who sent the private message.

After doing this, he threw the phone aside, forced himself not to think about something, and quickly fell asleep. But human thoughts are difficult to control.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of feelings Ning Xingzhou had for him, was it just a pure friend? Then if he pursues it according to his heart, will he not even be able to make friends in the end?

I thought about it a lot, and when my consciousness was blurred, a ridiculous and shameful thought arose in my trance - the sound of panting and breathing at the same table was a hundred times better than the chicken crowing on the video.

Xu was influenced by what he watched before going to bed, and he had a very fragrant dream. The tablemate in the dream was pressed under him, his face flushed, his clothes were half-covered, and his rosy lips kept spitting out small ambiguous breaths.