The box is filled with Carney’s peripherals, and there’s Carney’s signature on the poster.

In fact, Zhen Xin doesn't like Manquan. He feels like an old man has lived in him since he was a child. He likes to sit quietly and read "One Hundred Years of Solitude" or other thick and long famous novels, or watch those classic old movies. Write, write, read and observe.

In order to fit in with others, or to be more precise, in order to suit Qin Shuo's preferences, he liked everything Qin Shuo liked.

Looking at these peripherals that he had painstakingly collected, Qin Shuo must have reluctantly given up, but Zhen Xin was no longer excited and even a little resentful.

Knowing that many years later, Carney's house collapsed due to some reasons, he felt that these things were really hot to hold in his hands. I had to put the lid back on and stuff it under the bed.

Qin Shuo returned home, lay on the bed and sighed silently. He didn't understand the world of a good student. He just finished his freshman year and suddenly decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Suddenly he became so focused?

What is the magic of learning? Can someone be so obsessed with it that they refuse to play games, refuse to play ball, refuse to go to comic exhibitions...?

Qin Shuo didn't believe it and dug out the freshman textbook. It looked like a newly purchased textbook, with few words written on it.

He has a big head and cannot be loved at all!

Homework is obviously the devil!

Qin Shuo had no choice but to open the game and slash wildly as if to vent his anger. His teammates were all shocked!

Games allowed him to temporarily put aside his worries. He played the game all day without realizing it. He checked his phone several times, but there was still no message from Zhen Xin.

For three days in a row, Qin Shuo only watched the lights in Zhen Xin's room turn on and off without seeing anyone again.

Qin Shuo felt that he was being manipulated by Zhen Xin. It seemed that if he didn't take the initiative to call Zhen Xin, Zhen Xin really wouldn't call!

But these days, he has taken the initiative so many times. After calling ten times, Zhen Xin only answered five or six times. Qin Shuo was depressed!

The night before school started, Qin Shuo had some insomnia and suddenly remembered that he had not watched the horror movie he got from Zhang Beining.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Qin Shuo simply got up and put the CD into the computer host.

As soon as the title sequence ended, the screen opened into a dark and narrow corridor. A man and a woman looked at each other, and then a passionate kiss entered the dark room. At first, Qin Shuo didn't take it seriously. He took a sip of water and waited nervously with his heart hanging. The ghosts come out to scare people.

It wasn't until the bodies of the man and the woman became cooler and cooler, and they could be seen clearly, and the sound of breathing was as clear as if they were close to their ears, and the atmosphere was full of atmosphere, did Qin Shuo feel something was wrong.

Is he full of questions? ? ?

Damn, this...this...is this a horror movie?

Qin Shuo's nineteen years of life have received a great visual impact! ! !

He usually doesn't even watch idol dramas. There are no scenes like this in science fiction movies, horror movies, and martial arts movies. He stared, froze for a moment, and forgot to blink.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he quickly jumped up from the computer chair, ran and locked the bedroom door, then hurried back to the computer and fumbled to plug in the headphones, fearing that Mrs. Feng downstairs would hear it.

In the dark night, only the bright light of the computer screen shone on Qin Shuo's face. The young face became redder and redder, and a strange feeling surged up, tickling his heart.

Qin Shuo took the water glass at hand and took two big gulps.

Halfway through the movie, the two protagonists had already "battled" for three rounds. Qin Shuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he pressed the pause button and ran to the bathroom.

At this moment, he finally understood Zhang Beining's strange reaction that day.

The next day, the alarm clock rang when he got up, and Qin Shuo seemed to be immersed in his dream as if he couldn't hear it.

In his sleep, the action blockbuster he watched last night was being replayed, except that the hero became himself, while the heroine was with her back on her back, so she couldn't see her face clearly. All she could see was her fair shoulders and slightly raised shoulder blades. , there is not a trace of fat on the waist.

He was hugging her tightly, kissing her carefully, changing positions several times, trying to see the woman's face clearly.

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, and Qin Shuo felt anxious. He vaguely saw that the woman's face overlapped with Zhen Xin's, and he woke up with a fright.

"Ouch! I'm going to die!" Qin Shuo woke up and found that he was hugging the pillow tightly, sweating profusely, the clothes on his back were wet, and a large area under his body was also wet. He was extremely embarrassed.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. How could he have such a dream? It was so shameful!

Especially when the target turned out to be Zhen Xin, Qin Shuo felt like he had goosebumps, all because of the CD given by Zhang Beining...

It’s indeed a horror movie, it’s really scary!

"Master, it's time to get up. If you don't get up, you'll be late! Master? Master?" Outside the door, Mrs. Feng shouted at the top of her lungs while knocking on the door.

"Got it!" Qin Shuo scratched his hair irritably and responded.

After receiving the response, Mrs. Feng stopped knocking on the door and went downstairs to continue setting dishes for breakfast.

Qin Shuo took the mobile phone on the bedside table and saw that it was already 7:40. Qin Shuo quickly opened the quilt and jumped out of bed, took some clean clothes and hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

Qin Shuo thought that Zhen Xin's legs were not healed yet and he might not be able to ride a bicycle, so he could give him a ride.

Seeing Qin Shuo running downstairs in a hurry, Mrs. Feng frowned: "Hey, Master, slow down, slow down!"

"It's almost too late, Xin Xin must be anxious! These buns are good, I'll bring two for Xin Xin." Qin Shuo bit one in his mouth, then ran out with two more buns in his hand.

"Master Xin has already gone to school."

"Ah? Why didn't he wait for me?"

We usually ride to school together, but today Zhen Xin left before he could wait. He must have overslept. Qin Shuo was heartbroken and trotted to the garage to push the cart, the wheels flying along the way.

When Qin Shuo arrived in the classroom, his morning reading was almost over. Unexpectedly, the teacher was not there, so Qin Shuo skillfully slipped in through the back door.

(It is quite inconsistent to set it as a university. After all, many universities do not have morning reading classes, and there are no fixed classrooms and fixed seats in class. Please forgive me for editing bugs)

His seat was close to the back door, and he arrived in less than two steps. He sat down on the stool, took out the textbook from his school bag, and looked at Zhen Xin.

Zhen Xin's seat was on the left side of the row in front of him, with an aisle in between.

At this moment, Zhen Xin was holding an English book seriously, reading and reciting the words in her mouth.

The sound of morning reading in the classroom was so loud that Qin Shuo couldn't hear what he was reading. He could only watch his small mouth opening and closing, his eyes focused on the book, and looking at his fair face in profile, Qin Shuo couldn't help but think of the morning That dream, the face in the dream that he tried many times to see clearly, turned out to be Zhen Xin's face!

Thinking of what the two were doing at that time, Qin Shuo blushed in shame and quickly looked away.

Just when Qin Shuo was lost in thought, the bell for the end of morning reading class rang, and then the head teacher led a tall boy in.

"Wow, who is this? So handsome!" A girl in the front row began to whisper infatuatedly.

"I like this kind of fair and clean boy the most! I wonder if he has a girlfriend?"

……

Qin Shuo looked up when he heard the commotion and felt that the boy on the podium was too delicate. His skin was as fair as Zhen Xin's. He thought to himself: "Oh my god, this skin is so good. There are no acnes at all." ?”

Zhen Xin turned his head slightly and could feel from the corner of his eye that Qin Shuo was looking up at the podium intently. He sighed silently. Sure enough, Qin Shuo was so dedicated and liked Kong Xiuzhu as always.

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