It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

She wanted to... fight for something.

"Winter Sun."

"Ok?"

"You know what? The last time I saw... Han Tingting and Yang Man were kissing in the dormitory."

"what?!"

Dong Yang was shocked. Yang Man was a girl in Han Tingting's dormitory. They often ganged up on Gu Nian together. "Them? Isn't Han Tingting in a relationship with Chu Jie?"

"I guess we should just try it out in the girlfriends' room."

As soon as she finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

Dong Yang is not stupid. She realized one thing: as long as she wanted, she and Bai Lu... could also "give it a try".

No romance, no emotions, just a taste of kissing. This is very tempting for a girl with overflowing curiosity.

"Dongyang," Bai Lu moved closer, "I also...have never been kissed before."

In the darkness, she couldn't see Dongyang's red earlobes, but she could feel the hesitation of the people around her.

So, she plucked up her courage and said, "Let's... give it a try?"

Dong Yang's heart was beating fast, and she couldn't suppress her curiosity when facing Bai Lu's invitation. This seemed like something a bad kid would do, but she couldn't tell what was wrong about it. However, they would do it secretly so as not to be discovered.

She said: “…Yeah.”

At this moment, Bai Lu's heart was about to jump out of her chest with joy.

Dong Yang finished speaking, quietly. At this moment, she was more curious than shy, and more of a learning mentality. Slowly, Bai Lu came closer, gently kissed her upper lip with her lips, and then switched to her lower lip. She felt Bai Lu trembling, and in doubt, she responded in the same way. Two girls who grew up together, feeling each other in the most intimate way, for both parties, it felt... as expected.

Bai Lu really wanted to go back a few minutes ago and warn her superior self - not to try such a thing.

This is like opening a Pandora's box. Once you try it, it will be difficult to get rid of it or be satisfied.

She was afraid that she would not have the chance in the future, and she did not dare to do more, so she kissed carefully and lingered. It was not until Dongyang took the initiative to separate that she asked nervously:

"How about it?"

Dong Yang pursed his lips and was silent for a while, as if thinking. Then he said:

"It's okay, nothing special."

Bai Lu was like a popped pink bubble, and she immediately lost her temper. But then she thought, since others couldn't kiss her, at least she could have a taste of her beauty.

Dongyang was tired of the novelty and fell asleep in a comfortable position. Bailu wanted to kiss him a few more times, but she was afraid that her other thoughts and obsessions would be exposed too much, so she could only close her eyes unwillingly.

I hope I can kiss you more often in my dreams.

Extra: Winter Sun (XI)

In the morning, Ruan Qian came back from outside and brought breakfast for the children.

"Thank you."

Living in someone else's house and eating and drinking for free made the carefree Bai Lu feel embarrassed.

Ruan Qian smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. Did you sleep well last night?"

Bai Lu felt even more embarrassed: "...very good."

She didn't dare to look at him again and turned to Dongyang's direction. Xu Dongyang was squatting by the wall, feeding the kitten with pet snacks. For a moment, Bai Lu stood there at a loss, unable to tell which one was cuter.

After the tentative kiss, she was completely submerged, while Xu Dongyang got away easily.

It's my own fault.

She sat at the dining table dejectedly, slurping her noodles.

At this time, a beautiful woman sat down opposite her and smiled at her tenderly:

“Are you under a lot of pressure from studying now?”

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment.

Parents always compare their children and say how other people's children are. In fact, the children will also compare in their hearts, thinking about how other people's parents are.

Why are other people's parents so loving, open-minded and good-looking?

She swallowed her food and said:

"As for the pressure... it's okay, but with the biology and geography exams, I'm still quite nervous."

"Oh," Tong Yao rested her chin on her hand, "The results of the college entrance examination are very important. They will affect your high school entrance examination. Which high school do you plan to apply to in the future?"

"...I want to apply to No. 1 Middle School." She said guiltily.

"That's great," Tong Yao said happily, "Maybe I can put Dongyang and you in the same class. It's better to have friends."

Bai Lu was shocked. Was this kind of behind-the-scenes manipulation revealed so bluntly?

But she couldn't be happy either.

Dongyang's grades are much better than hers. Even if she can get into No. 1 Middle School, it will be difficult for her to enter the experimental class.

Parents know the grades of all students, and Aunt Tong naturally knows her grades, which puts a lot of pressure on her. She used to think that parents of good students are strict and don't allow their children to play with classmates with poor grades - although she is not that bad. But Aunt Tong is not that kind, and she herself is worried about affecting Dongyang's grades.

"Dongyang, eat first and I'll feed you later." Tong Yao urged the child who was feeding the cat.

Dong Yang, who was squatting by the wall, stood up, blinked, and washed his hands obediently. The hand sanitizer was mint-flavored, and after washing his hands, there were still water droplets on them. Dong Yang smiled and leaned in front of Tong Yao:

"Does it smell good?"

Tong Yao laughed: "Hurry up and have breakfast."

"Well... I want to eat corn stewed pork ribs for lunch. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"Then I'll go out and buy some groceries later and make them for you at noon."

The child was smiling happily, looking cute and naive.

Bai Lu thought, they are so close.

In fact, she has a good relationship with her mother. If they don't quarrel, she won't be upset. Although she often quarrels with her parents, she has many problems of her own, such as playing too much and having a messy room. She doesn't expect perfect parents, after all, she is not a perfect child either.

At this moment, she felt—

Xu Dongyang is so cute when he acts coquettishly.

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The two children were doing their homework in the room in the morning. Dongyang would always finish a few steps faster, then deliberately stop and check a few times, waiting for Bailu to catch up, and then they would do the next homework together.

Bai Lu knew it very well because she was always peeking.

There is a campus cultural festival at the end of the month. Every class has to perform a show. The students are very excited. As long as they are not in class, they are very excited.

But Dongyang is not keen on the cultural festival. For the top students, extracurricular activities are all self-study classes for doing exercises.

In the group, the cultural and arts committee is organizing everyone to discuss. Everyone is still very enthusiastic about giving advice and ideas, and they all want to attract people's attention, but this is a group with teachers, so they dare not be too presumptuous. At present, the hip-hop party is in its heyday and has the loudest voice. It is almost a foregone conclusion, and the only thing missing is someone to make the final decision.

Teacher: "Street dance... I think it's still not that good, it's too fancy."

Everyone was shocked.

Teacher: "I discussed with the Arts and Literature Committee and decided that we should write a situational play. The idea should be good. If you don't have time to write one, you can also look for it online."

Everyone was disappointed, but no one dared to speak up in the group. In another class group without a teacher, some people had already started to complain.

Bai Lu also likes hip-hop, but she doesn't dare to complain about the teacher, for fear that the mean person will take screenshots and show them to the teacher. She lay down without interest, and she didn't feel like doing her homework, and her enthusiasm for the art festival dropped significantly.

"Square dancing is better than sitcoms," she said.

Dong Yang smiled: "It would be quite spectacular if everyone danced square dance together."

Dongyang did not participate in the discussion in the group, and concentrated on doing the questions. Occasionally, the kitten would come to scratch the door, and then it would be taken away by the adults outside, "Don't disturb them."

But Dongyang would put down his pen, leave his seat, open the door and say, "Auntie, it's hungry."

"Okay, I'll feed it."

Bai Lu was curious: "Does it scratch the door when it's hungry?"

Dong Yang pouted: "It only looks for people when it needs something. It's very cool. Sometimes when I want to touch it, it runs away."

Bai Lu nodded: "You must be too spoiled. My neighbors keep their pets in cages and don't let them out."

After saying that, she was surprised to find that her childhood sweetheart was actually a cat-like girl. She could only kiss her daughter when both of them wanted to kiss. Now Dongyang was no longer curious, and she would not let him kiss her even if she wanted to.

"Dongyang," she refused to give up, "Do you still want to... try kissing?"

Dong Yang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Bai Lu with a strange look: "No, I don't think there is anything special."

"But...I didn't really feel it last time." Bai Lu lied, "I was thinking about my family at that time."

Dongyang looked embarrassed.

"Try again." Bai Lu twisted and rubbed her like a caterpillar.

Dong Yang lowered his head, his face slightly red: "You are so troublesome."

"Hey, just once!"

Seeing that there was hope, Bai Lu refused to give up. She took Dong Yang's hand and straightened the girl's body facing the table, trying to make it more ceremonial. She looked directly into Dong Yang's eyes, and Dong Yang shrank back and whispered:

"That's it for this time."

Even kissing with a close friend is a shy thing. Except for the Soviet kiss. When we learned about it in history class, everyone was shocked and thought Brezhnev was a homosexual.

Bai Lu's heart was pounding. She hoped that this time, Dong Yang would have some special feelings. Or, if he could agree to her request several times, Dong Yang's heart should not be so calm, right?

Before the kiss, she asked, "Can I stick out my tongue?"

Dong Yang was stunned, then he said slowly: "I feel... a little sick. Ah, I'm not saying you're sick, it's just..."

Bai Lu shook her head: "I know. Okay."

She hugged Dong Yang's waist, and the distance between them suddenly closed. Perhaps she was hit by the word "disgusting", and she kissed him with all her heart as if she wanted to prove something. The tender and immature kiss made people tremble. Dong Yang narrowed his eyes, wanting to open them but not daring. The soft tongue passed between her teeth. This was her childhood playmate, and the scenes of childhood swept over her. Swimming and bathing together, swinging on the swing and trampoline in kindergarten together, playing house together, hiding in the bed to watch dramas together... Finally, she seemed to wake up and realize what they were doing. They had... tasted the taste of each other's tongue.

Not as disgusting as imagined.

Ah, because it was Bai Lu, her best friend since childhood, so she didn’t feel disgusted.

After they separated, Dong Yang coughed a few times, and Bai Lu nervously watched her reaction. She just wiped her mouth, as if she had just eaten a bag of spicy noodles.

"Do you feel anything?" Bai Lu asked tentatively.

Dong Yang looked at the homework without looking up and asked: "Do you have it?"

Bai Lu didn't dare to say it, so she could only answer vaguely: "I think... it's good, uh, can it relieve stress?"

Dong Yang, who was originally calm, burst into laughter when he heard her words. Stress relief? She was so smart that she could think of that.

Bai Lu was very anxious and didn't know what it meant, so she asked:

"Well, will you try again in the future?"

Dongyang spun the pen, and after just a few turns, it fell on the table. Bailu became even more anxious, but she didn't dare to urge her, lest she appear to have ulterior motives. Amid the sound of the early autumn wind and leaves outside the window, Dongyang's sweet and sticky voice seemed ethereal:

"Let's talk about it later."

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After lunch, Dongyang discovered that he had been privately stabbed by the cultural and arts committee member.

Cultural and Art Committee Member: "Everyone has to vote for the sitcom in the group."

She replied: “Okay, thank you for your hard work.”

She joined the group, looked at the voting options, and was dazzled by the lengthy and cumbersome documents in the group.

The themes are mostly gratitude, filial piety, honesty... She chose one that sounded interesting, "It's All Because of Premature Love". After reading the script, she found that it was about the dangers of premature love and family conflicts.

In the afternoon, the voting results came out, and "It's All Because of Premature Love" was the winner, and everyone knew it.

The next step is to select the actors.

Teacher: “Is there anyone willing to volunteer?”

Teacher: "If no one is available, then please recommend one."