Hit the Rocks

The first time Huo Zui saw Xiao Baixi, he was curious about the pronunciation of his name Bai. The results of the first test after the liberal arts and science classes in the second year of high school were printed out on a huge piece of red paper with black characters, like a cold judgment book, nailing everyone's name in their respective positions. Huo Zuo stood on the outside of the crowd, taking advantage of his height advantage to find his name effortlessly. Not bad, upper middle class, a ranking that is enough to make his father unable to hold himself up even if he doesn't attend the parent-teacher conference, and enough for him to continue his leisurely life with peace of mind. His eyes didn't stay for long before he was attracted by the name hanging at the top of the list. Siu Boxi. Three simple words, but they seem to carry an innate sense of oppression, firmly occupying the top position, leaving the second place far behind. "Xiao Baixi beat the second place by a full 31 points! I'm relying on bullshit!" Huo Zui recited it silently in his mind, and his fingertips unconsciously traced the word "" in the air, but he had difficulty in pronouncing the word. He turned his head and looked at the boy standing in the innermost circle of the bulletin board. The man had just returned from playing ball. His black T-shirt was half soaked with sweat and clung to his thin and powerful back. Water droplets dripped down the tips of his jet-black hair, across his chiseled profile and sharp jawline, and finally disappeared into the slightly open neckline. His whole body exuded a cold aura that was incompatible with the excitement around him. He had just sweated profusely, but it felt like he had just emerged from the deep sea thousands of meters below. Even his exposed skin had a pale coolness from the lack of sunlight. He is Xiao Boxi. Huo Zui had heard more or less rumors about him. He is a loner who is number one in the grade and does not participate in any club activities. Except for classes and exams, almost no one can find him in the classroom. He was like a lonely shadow, accurately wandering out of everyone's sight. "Classmate," Huo Zuo suddenly spoke, his clear voice particularly clear among the noisy voices. He raised a smile that was so bright that it was almost dazzling, and asked the figure from behind, "Let me ask, is that name... Pronounced Xiao Bǎixi, or Xiao Bóxi?" You can't pronounce bò, it's too rare. As soon as he spoke, the surrounding area was quiet for a moment. Several glances came towards him, with a hint of surprise and a good show. Everyone knows that Xiao Baixi is famous for "keep away from strangers". Taking the initiative to talk to him is like putting a hot face against a piece of ice that will never melt. Xiao Baixi's movements paused. He turned around slowly, his bottomless eyes facing Huo Zui for the first time. His eyes were very quiet, as quiet as the surface of the sea without any ripples or any warmth. He lightly glanced at Huo Zui's overly public smile and the expensive designer T-shirt he was wearing, without stopping at all. Sweat beads were rolling down his Adam's apple at this moment. It was a kind of silent sexiness with the hormonal atmosphere of a young man. The air around him seemed to freeze. Just when Huo Zui thought he would be completely ignored, a single-syllable word that was cold and a little hoarse after exercise came over with a heavy blow. "Bò." Demining: 1. The writing style is a bit sour, humorous in the early stage and will become less interesting later when the plot becomes more intense🔪 2. Due to their personalities, two equally awkward people will do some weird and awkward things. 3. After three years of separation, I have a mental disorder. Winter vacation opening: 1.30 Intention: Falling in love with you is another sense of being on the rocks