Rustling of the leaves is another sea 23: Camphor Tree
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The school cafeteria food is bad, and the seniors in high school consume a lot. Guo Jia almost climbs over the wall to eat out every day, then climbs back to bring a portion for Jia Xu as well. 0
 
 
Originally, Jia Xu thought this approach was not good, but unfortunately, the food brought by Guo Jia was too fragrant. So, he pretended to take a walk but actually sneaked back from outside the wall to sit on the pile of bricks by the wall and eat the food. 0
 
Guo Jia sat aside, flipping through Jia Xu's notebook slowly. In addition to notes, there were some miscellaneous questions without a beginning or end, like a mute riddle with oneself. 0
 
 
Guo Jia understood, plucked a new leaf from the camphor tree above his head, wrote down the answer with the black pen clipped to the notebook, and then put it in the notebook. 0
 
As they were leaving, Guo Jia stopped Jia Xu. In Jia Xu's somewhat bewildered pause, he raised his hand and brushed off the camphor tree flower from his hair, then stuck it back on, saying, "Let's go back to class." 0
 
 
The summer school uniform is thin, and the heat trapped between the layers of fabric warms the heart. 0
 
Later, when Jia Xu opened the notebook, a strong camphor tree fragrance hit him, and the beautiful characters danced on the tender green leaves, almost bringing tears to Jia Xu's eyes. 0
 
 
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Choosing the best treatment, Guo Jia and Jia Xu are happy to share a double room, with curfew at 11 o'clock after class at 10 o'clock. Guo Jia often returns right at curfew. 0
 
 
I will always find a way to sneak back with late-night snacks to share with Jia Xu, so I can sleep on Jia Xu's bed at night. 0
 
Because Jia Xu's bed faces the air conditioning vent, in the eyes of the air conditioning unit, which is older than myself, the breeze from that vent is a lifesaving wind in the scorching summer. 0
 
 
Jia Xu is not afraid of the heat, always feeling cool like a slender snake. At this moment, Guo Jia wrapped around Jia Xu feels even more like a snake, except this snake is hot, pressing against every inch of Jia Xu's skin. The hot breath from Guo Jia lands on Jia Xu's ear, causing goosebumps all over his body. 0
 
When the lights in the dormitory go out, the sudden darkness makes it hard for Jia Xu to see clearly. The weight of Guo Jia's entwining is too heavy, and he tries to push it away, only to be held even tighter by Guo Jia. Helpless, he asks Guo Jia, "Have you been wanting to strangle me like this for a long time?" 0
 
 
Guo Jia remained silent, and instead, he clamped down on Jia Xu's earlobe, indicating his inability to speak. In response, Jia Xu forcefully loosened Guo Jia's mouth by pulling his hair. Moonlight streamed in, illuminating Guo Jia's eyes, which were wet and sparkling due to the pain. 0
 
Jia Xu released his hand and asked Guo Jia to extend his hand. Guo Jia inquired about the purpose, but still complied. His hand stung, and the base of his ring finger bore a closed bite mark resembling a pearl oyster. 0
 
 
Guo Jia chuckled with the blanket covering his head, then leaned against Jia Xu's neck and said, "Wenhe us, does this count as... does it count as..." 0
 
Jia Xu asked, "Count as what? Wanting to hear the answer, yet afraid to hear it, his heart pounded loudly in the quiet night, with only the sound of insects almost deafening. 0
 
 
Result Guo Jia didn't respond again, and said lightly Wenhe is so clever, where do I need to speak clearly? 0
 
Jia Xu was stunned for a moment, and his heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. Then, slowly, a feeling of loss surged up uncontrollably, filling his heart. 0
 
 
Guo Jia sighed again, tightened his grip on Jia Xu, and said, "Wenhe's loss is almost drowning me." 0
 
Immediately, Jia Xu reacted, kicked Guo Jia away, and Guo Jia chuckled, rubbing his slightly damp hair against Jia Xu's chest, saying Wenhe is a little pig, a little pig snoring, encountering difficulties snoring. 0
 
 
Jia Xu thought to himself, "Encountering a scoundrel indeed." But still, he honestly stroked Guo Jia's back, looking into the dark circles under his eyes, coaxing him to sleep a little more on this restless night. 0
 
 
 
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