first love is a substitute

Chapter 17 Strong Kiss

Cheng Cong turned his back to Gao Jun at the moment, Gao Jun couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could clearly see the shy smile on Ye Chun's face that belonged to a girl.

The picture of youthful boys and girls wearing school uniforms standing together is so harmonious that it even makes people feel that the most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than this.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and Cheng Cong and Ye Chun's face-to-face conversation still aroused whispers from the students passing by.

But Gao Jun felt that the scene was extremely dazzling. He stared at the figure in the distance, his eyes almost burst into flames.

At this time, the class bell rang, and Gao Jun gently opened his clenched hand, then turned and left.

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In the last class, Cheng Cong was in a state of distraction.

Because Gao Jun suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Cong couldn't help but looked at the door of the classroom frequently, but he still didn't see the figure of that person.

Obviously, Gao Jun was still doing the questions in his seat when the last class was over, why did he disappear after just one break.

Cheng Cong managed to get out of class, and as soon as the bell rang, he rushed outside without even taking his schoolbag. He ran to the bathroom first, but found no one there, so he ran back to the classroom, only to find that Gao Jun was still sitting there. It was empty, he propped his hands on his knees and panted lightly, frowning and thinking about where Gao Jun could go.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he turned and ran towards the stairs.

Cheng Cong held on to the handrail of the stairs and climbed up layer by layer. His physical strength was not very good. After climbing two or three floors, he began to pant. When he finally climbed to the end of the corridor on the top of the building, he finally took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, he opened the closed iron door in front of him.

Behind the iron gate is an open-air rooftop. Gao Jun once took him here secretly at night. Cheng Cong somehow thought that Gao Jun would be here.

With a violent sound of the iron door, he pushed the heavy iron door open, and the sunlight came in unexpectedly, Cheng Cong subconsciously covered his eyes with his hand.

Then he strode up the steps to the roof and jumped down again, looking around.

"Gao Jun...Gao Jun, are you here?"

Cheng Cong yelled as he walked forward, but there was nothing here except the sky that seemed a bit abrupt.

Cheng Cong was a little frustrated, it seemed that Gao Jun was not here.

The wind on the roof was a bit strong, blowing Cheng Cong's hair a bit messy, and he looked around unwillingly before turning around and wanting to leave.

The iron gate of the rooftop is right in front of you. Just when Cheng Cong was about to go up the steps to open the door again, a strong hand suddenly stretched out from the side corner, holding his arm tightly, and holding it hard. Twitch, his body suddenly lost his balance.

Cheng Cong shouted subconsciously, and as his back lightly bumped against the cold wall, Cheng Cong regained his senses and saw the person in front of him clearly.

At this moment, Gao Jun was less than thirty centimeters in front of him, his warm hands were still firmly grasping his wrist, and he was staring at himself with gloomy eyes.

Cheng Cong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was him, but Cheng Cong couldn't help frowning because of the slight smell of smoke that wafted in the breeze. He lowered his head subconsciously, only to find that Gao Jun's hanging hand was clamping He was smoking a cigarette, the end of which was still flickering.

"You, do you smoke?"

For a moment, Cheng Cong's eyes widened. He had never seen Gao Jun like this before. His hair was messed up by the wind on the roof, and he still held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingertips. look at yourself.

Gao Jun like this made him feel a little strange, and also a little... inexplicably afraid.

"Hmm..." Gao Jun raised his hand and took a puff of the cigarette, nodded, turned around and leaned against the wall side by side with Cheng Cong, "Occasionally, I smoke when I'm in a bad mood."

Seeing his skillful smoking action, Cheng Cong really didn't feel like it was the first time. He felt a little sad for some reason, as if...he didn't know Gao Jun that well.

Gao Jun blew out a smoke ring with a smile, then extinguished the cigarette in his hand, turned to look at the silent people beside him, "Why, are you scared?"

"No, no, it's just... I never knew you could smoke..."

Cheng Cong became inexplicably nervous because of Gao Jun's words, he immediately denied it, but Gao Jun gave him a chuckle.

"There's so much more you don't know."

Cheng Cong was taken aback for a moment, and stared at Gao Jun in a daze, completely unaware that he would say such a thing.

After Gao Jun said this, he seemed a little irritable, so he went to touch the cigarette again, and after a while, the fire light on his fingertips became cold again.

Cheng Cong took a deep breath and asked him in a pretended relaxed tone, "Why didn't you go to that class just now?"

"not in a good mood."

"Mood..." Cheng Cong's heart sank, "Why are you in a bad mood..."

"What did Ye Chun come to see you for?" Before Cheng Cong could finish speaking, Gao Jun suddenly interrupted him.

"...Ye Chun?" Cheng Cong was taken aback for a moment, not keeping up with Gao Jun's train of thought, "She came to me because she wanted to invite me to be together, to sing at the cultural gala..."

Cheng Cong explained in a panic for some reason, but Gao Jun looked at him fixedly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Do you like her?"

"No, I didn't." Cheng Cong stared, looked up at Gao Jun nervously, and immediately denied it.

"You agree?"

"I, I'm still thinking about it."

"If you don't like her, why should you think about it?"

Gao Jun turned around suddenly, stood in front of him, and questioned him indifferently.

Gao Jun had never talked to him like this before, Cheng Cong was forced to ask him for a while, and was left speechless for a moment. It turned into a grievance, which stuck in Cheng Cong's heart, and he retorted impulsively, "This is none of your business, whether I like her or not, whether you want to think about it, why do you need your consent!"

Gao Jun's eyes sank when he heard this, and Cheng Cong shivered from his terrifying expression, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Gao Jun grabbed his wrist.

"You want to know?" Gao Jun looked at him and asked suspiciously.

Cheng Cong suddenly panicked, his temples jumped up suddenly, and an impatient voice in his heart was telling him that Gao Jun was too dangerous at the moment, he tried desperately to shake off Gao Jun's hand but was held tightly by the other party, and at this moment Suddenly, Gao Jun reached out and clasped his chin.

At that moment, Cheng Cong felt dizzy. He watched Gao Jun's face zoom in and out in front of him, and then a kiss with a strong sense of aggression attached to his lips.

Cheng Cong's mind went blank for half a minute before he realized what happened, and then he began to struggle violently, trying to escape Gao Jun's shackles on him.

But the more he struggled, the harder Gao Jun kissed him, and in terms of physical strength, Gao Jun obviously had the upper hand, Cheng Cong gradually lost his strength, and could only let Gao Jun do whatever he wanted.

Perhaps it was Cheng Cong's obedience that finally calmed down the anger in Gao Jun's heart. He finally greedily sucked on the lips that he had wanted for a long time, and then let him go.

Cheng Cong, who was let go, panted sharply. The kiss just now almost made him die. He looked at Gao Jun in front of him with some precautions, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

Cheng Cong's slightly watery eyes looked at Gao Jun's heart. He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and felt a pleasure to finally release the secret in his heart, "Do you know now?"

The gradually darkening sky cast a layer of coolness on Cheng Cong's body. Standing less than half a meter away from Gao Jun, Cheng Cong's face was unbearably hot, and his brain was completely unable to think. Gao Jun's words kept echoing, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest, he carefully raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him, Gao Jun's burning eyes seemed to see through him, Cheng Cong's heart tightened, Suddenly he stretched out his hand and gave the man a hard push on the chest.

Gao Jun was caught off guard and took half a step back. When he came back to his senses, he saw Cheng Cong hurriedly opened the heavy iron gate and fled.

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Cheng Cong didn't know how he left the school. He didn't even realize that he didn't even take his schoolbag when he was about to walk home, but he never dared to go back to school, he was afraid that Gao Jun would still be there.

As the sky gradually darkened, he walked downstairs to his uncle's quarters, squatted in the shadow beside the flower bed, and buried his hot cheeks deeply into his knees.

His thoughts drifted back chaotically to his childhood. At that time, he was often taken by his mother to the bar where she worked. There were not only hostesses with heavy makeup like his mother, but also some boys in coquettish clothes.

Although Cheng Cong was young at that time, he could still tell at a glance that those people were boys.

They also wore revealing clothes, laughing and clinging to those bald and ugly men. Cheng Cong didn't understand the meaning of those movements when he was a child, but later, he gradually understood the meaning of those pictures from his mother's teasing tone .

At this moment, his mother's face with heavy makeup all the year round and the laughter of those boys appeared chaotically in his mind, and then the appearance of Gao Jun suddenly pounced on him and kissed him.

Cheng Cong shivered suddenly, his body trembling violently, wanting to escape from this dark environment, he went upstairs impatiently, then knocked on the door bluntly.

Uncle's face appeared at the door, and the warm lights in the room relaxed Cheng Cong's tense nerves.

Cheng Cong walked into the house slowly, and was about to change his shoes when he heard his aunt crying.

Then, there was a burst of impatient footsteps. Cheng Cong looked up and saw his aunt's tear-stained face appeared in front of him. The aunt frantically grabbed his clothes and screamed at his uncle, "Send him away! We I can't afford to keep this little bastard!"

The uncle remained silent with a embarrassed face, but the aunt became more and more crazy. She threw away Cheng Cong who was completely stunned, grabbed the shirt of the man in front of her, and shouted, "Why are you still hesitating! Do you want Cong Cong to die in this place?" Is it a foreign country!"