infinite gravity

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhang Yan howled and banged his head on the table.

Mu Zheng: "..."

Why is this scene so familiar?

Mu Zheng reached out and tapped lightly on the table in front of Zhang Yan: "Be careful, be careful, this is in the library."

Zhang Yan raised his head, looked at Mu Zheng who was concentrating on reading, and sighed vicissitudes.

After confirming his feelings for Mu Zheng, Young Master Zhang only struggled for one night before accepting his feelings that were a bit shocking in the eyes of outsiders.If you like it, you will like it, there is no other way, the bait God put in front of him is too sweet, so he has no choice but to bend it without hesitation.

Zhang Dashao has always been a person who follows his heart and firmly believes that if he likes it, he should chase after him, even if the other party is Mu Zheng...

It's really not that difficult.

Mu Zheng is different from Zhang Yan. Because of his parents' relationship, Mu Zheng is somewhat indifferent to love and love. He has always followed his parents' expectations, and he will not allow any deviations in his path.

Will Mu Zheng accept this relationship?

bother!

Zhang Yan moved his head and was about to hit the table again. This time Mu Zheng had already gained considerable experience. When he pushed the book under his hand, the thick book spun and slid to the opposite side, just under the forehead that Zhang Yan bumped into. An accident was successfully avoided.

Mu Zheng's eyes were serious, and he persuaded his friend earnestly: "Xiaoyan, go to the hospital if you have something to do, it will get worse and worse, and I heard that it may develop into mania..."

"Fuck you, you're just out of your mind!" Zhang Yan picked up the book angrily and wanted to hit someone, but fortunately remembered that this was a library in time, and stopped before committing the atrocity.

Mu Zheng bit his lip and looked like he was struggling to hold back his laughter. Zhang Yan didn't beat or quarrel with him, so he had no choice but to leave with a stool.

"I'll look for other reference books."

Mu Zheng smiled gracefully and waved: "Don't scare others."

Zhang Yan walked into the tutoring book section without looking sideways, suddenly turned a corner, and entered the life book section next to it, and then took down a copy of "The Book of Love" to read as if nothing had happened.

It has been a week since Wen Leiwei's matter, and two days after the party, he asked Wen Leiwei out alone, and said that he asked Mu Zheng, and Mu Zheng didn't have any thoughts about her. She plays games.

"Really..." It was only for a moment of dejection, and the hearty girl quickly regained her vitality, "Forget it, I know that Mu Zheng can't like me, it really is my own passion."

She was so straightforward, Zhang Yan felt a little guilty.

"Actually, you're not bad. Sooner or later, a good boy will like you."

"It's rare that you didn't ridicule me. Let me borrow your good words." The girl stretched her waist and stretched her body as if relieved, "My first love ended in failure, but it can be regarded as an indirect confession through you. I don't have any regrets."

She can afford it, let it go, and doesn't force it. She is such a chic woman. For the first time, Zhang Yan has more appreciation for her than the impression of a masculine woman.

At the end, the admirable girl turned her head and shouted before leaving: "You too, you and Mu Zheng, two golden bachelors, haven't found a girlfriend yet, so we might as well be together!"

Zhang Yan's expression was as if he had swallowed a whole egg—is this a blessing or a curse?

Afterwards, in order to make himself feel better, Zhang Yan went to talk to Mu Zheng again, confirming that his words that he could try dating that day were just a joke, and he really didn't have any thoughts about Wen Leiwei.

Zhang Yan put the book back on the bookshelf depressedly. These so-called love books are all empty and overflowing things. Not to mention a big man like Mu Zheng, I am afraid that he can't even fool a five-year-old girl. I will look for it.

Still should try slowly, step by step.

After school in the afternoon, Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng played basketball with people from other classes. During the intermission, Zhang Yan ran to the side rest area panting, picked up a bottle of water and poured it into his mouth.

"The three-point shot just now was beautiful!"

Zhang Yan put down the water and clapped Mu Zheng who came over: "Your pass is also cool!"

Mu Zheng picked up the water that Zhang Yan put aside, and before Zhang Yan had time to organize it, he began to drink by himself.

"Eh!"

"Huh? What?" Mu Zheng looked at him puzzled.

"You drink my water..."

"so what?"

Zhang Yan's eyes were a little nervous: "I just heard from the girls yesterday that two people drinking water from the same bottle are called indirect kissing..."

Mu Zheng blinked: "We grew up together, apart from knowing each other too late and not wearing the same underwear, what have we never done?"

"Aww!" A girl standing behind them suddenly let out a wolf howl, and ran away covering her flushed face.

Zhang Yan: "..."

No. [-] Middle School is a semi-closed school, and students can only go home on weekends, so every Friday when school is over, the bus passing by No. [-] Middle School is full of students, like sardines.

Finally, Zhang Yan still remembered that he was secretly in love with Mu Zheng, so he stretched out his two arms to support the car body behind Mu Zheng, and used his body to create a small space in the crowded carriage.

In the crowded space, the distance was almost face-to-face, Zhang Yan felt that this tm was God, so he quickly put his face away, squeezed out the most affectionate feelings in his eyes, stared at Mu Zheng closely, and the hormonal aura all over his body exploded to the strongest.

Mu Zheng was forced to lean against the carriage and raised his head slightly, and was drowned into the deep ocean in the other's eyes at a glance, he couldn't help being a little dazed.After a long time, he frowned and turned his face away, and said:

"Xiao Yan, don't get so close, you smell bad just after playing."

Zhang Yan: "..."

The two are too familiar, so that no matter what Zhang Yan does, in Mu Zheng's eyes, it will automatically be transformed into "Xiao Yan took the wrong medicine again", and it is difficult to cause any ambiguous and charming effect of blushing and heartbeat.

Young Master Zhang learned from the painful experience, men and men should hit straight balls, what kind of curve balls!

Confession is in the new year.

Mu Shangyi would not have to work during the Chinese New Year, but as the chief executive, he and his son had a symbolic New Year's Eve dinner and hurried out to the banquet.

When Aunt Chen went home to celebrate the new year, Mu Zheng cleaned up the dishes by himself, and then ran to the Zhang family next door to watch the new year with Zhang Yan.

From the 28th to the 29th, Zhang Yannian followed his parents to visit relatives, and today he finally had time to celebrate the New Year with Mu Zheng.

Zhang Yan’s rooftop was already filled with snacks, drinks and small electronic cigarettes. Zhang Yan clinked glasses with Mu Zheng with Coke instead.

"Happy New Year!"

The clock in the hall struck twelve midnight, and the New Year's fireworks were set off in the suburbs on time.From the rooftop of Zhang Yan's house, one can see that the sky exploded with fiery trees and silver flowers, and people's faces were also blurred with colors.

It was rare for Zhang Yan to complain, so he took out the guitar that he hadn't played for a long time, taught the tune, plucked the strings and sang along with the guitar.

It's not that he has no foundation to become a singer in the future. His voice is inherently good. He has been influenced by the music of his mother Lin Qingqing since he was a child, and his sense of music is not bad.

Zhang Yan chose a minor tune with the nature of blessing, the melody is cheerful and simple, catchy,

After the song was over, Mu Zheng, who had been half-supporting his head and smiling while watching Zhang Yan say nothing, suddenly said:

"Xiaoyan, I ran into Wen Leiwei when I was shopping for New Year's goods the day before yesterday."

Unexpectedly, the name popped out of Mu Zheng's mouth suddenly, and Zhang Yan couldn't react for a while: "Wen, Wen Leiwei, and the tomboy from the same club as me?"

"Well, besides her, is there another person we know named Wen Leiwei?"

Zhang Yan felt guilty for a while: "I haven't seen her since the holiday, what did you talk about?"

"She told me a very interesting thing."

"what?"

"She said she had a crush on me, although I rejected it."

"Ha, haha, isn't it..."

"Yeah, but there's one thing I'm surprised about." Zhang Yan leaned forward slightly, his face full of doubts: "I don't even know that she has a crush on me, so how can I reject her?"

Zhang Yan couldn't even laugh dryly now.

"Xiao Yan,"

Mu Zheng raised his head slightly in this forward-leaning posture, his eyes narrowed, his eyes are slender, this posture makes him look a bit unpredictable, and his beautiful lips open and close word by word :

"Why did you lie to Wen Leiwei without telling me?"