Deliberately Provoke

Song Ci was used to being unruly, skipping classes and getting into fights. He was a problem student in the eyes of the teacher. If he had to add something, he would be the one who was handsome and had money in his family, so he would win at the starting line. After being separated into liberal arts and sciences in his second year of high school, Shen Zexiao, the inhumane academic god who had been slaughtered by the list, accidentally fell out of the experimental class and went to the ordinary class. By coincidence, Song Ci, who was rumored to be extremely difficult to deal with, was also there. Everyone: Suffocated. I think back then, when both of them were late, only Song Ci was the one who wrote a self-criticism. Later, he chased a school belle. The school belle only liked Shen Zexiao. Even in a fight outside the school, they would meet Shen Zexiao who was having sex, and Song Ci would be sent to the police station in return. These are happening one after another. If you are in the same class, you are not allowed to broadcast real-person fighting live? However—— The two of them sat together and didn't say anything. They hooked up with each other when they went to and from school. They were inseparable every day. They shouted "God of Love" in front of the whole class. They had to write a song at the art festival and express their love secretly in front of the teachers and students of the school. Everybody:? ? ? Everyone: Is there something wrong? …… At dusk, fire-like red was burning in the sky. Shen Zexiao blocked people against the wall. He lowered his eyes. Further away, there were white books and test papers flying in the sky. "I don't want to be brothers with you anymore, it's been more than ten years," Shen Zexiao curled his lips, "I'm tired of it." Song Ci lazily leaned against the wall, letting Shen Zexiao move, looking at him with a half-smile, then suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar, and pulled him closer, "How about being my boyfriend?" Shen Zexiao smiled, lowered his head and kissed her, and the cheers gradually faded away with the wind. It was midsummer, the wind of June. Because of you, I have the choice to become better. Purpose: Study hard and make progress together