know each other

the next morning.

After Fang Wenqing was woken up by Chaoyang knocking on the door, he thought he hadn't woken up, and almost lay back to sleep again.

"Fang Wenqing, clean up when you wake up, don't go to sleep." Chaoyang took a mouthful of untouched milk from the bedside.

"Wait—" Fang Wenqing was a little confused about the situation, he only knew that he drank a lot of wine yesterday, and he still didn't feel relieved until now, as if his head was about to split open.

"Did something happen yesterday?"

Chaoyang looked at the confused Fang Wenqing and said: "You are drunk, and you made a wrong call to me, so I had no choice but to take you home."

Hearing this, Fang Wenqing was a little embarrassed, but at least there was no doubt on his face, and he smiled and said: "That's really troublesome for you."

When Chaoyang turned to leave, he asked again: "Do you have the key to the house?"

Fang Wenqing was shocked when he heard this, and touched his trouser pocket, but found no key.

"Have I lost my keys?"

"You asked me if I lost the key? How would I know?" Chaoyang laughed angrily at his actions, turned around and went out, and what he wanted to do next.

According to the usual practice, Chaoyang was downstairs drinking freshly warmed milk and eating bread. The English words to be learned in the next semester were spread out in front of him, but he didn't notice anything after looking at them for a long time.

Chaoyang is reflecting, reflecting on his recent study status, has been declining, always distracted, because of one person.

Chaoyang always thinks of Ji Chi when he is learning, and thinks of Ji Chi joking with him, the smile on his face is the one he likes to see the most.

"Sure enough, I can't compare to such a serious study attitude."

Fang Wenqing also went downstairs not long after, and he unceremoniously took a piece of bread from Chaoyang and ate it.

Chaoyang's thoughts were pulled back by him, and he continued to look at the English words and said: "There is milk in the refrigerator, if you want to drink, go and heat it yourself."

Fang Wenqing didn't say whether he wanted to drink or not, he sat opposite Chaoyang, sipping bread casually.

"Did I say anything yesterday?" Fang Wenqing asked tentatively.

Chaoyang's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, almost spilling milk. He continued to flip through the vocabulary book, without any fluctuation on his face, and said, "What else can you say? Besides saying that you should study hard and surpass me next semester, you also said what?"

Fang Wenqing looked in disbelief, he was conscious why he drank yesterday, but he didn't know what happened afterwards.

"Better than you? Chaoyang, this day will always come..."

Fang Wenqing ate the last bite of bread, stood up and walked over, stared into Chaoyang's eyes for a long time, then smiled and rubbed Chaoyang's hair, said: "Thank you for the hospitality, but I have to go. Xueba, school starts See."

"Fang Wenqing!" Chaoyang was so angry that he almost overturned the table. Fang Wenqing touched his head without wiping his hands after eating the bread. He could imagine that his head was covered with bread crumbs now.

It's just that the school starts, it's really coming soon, and the end of the real summer vacation is less than a week away.

Although Chaoyang summer vacation homework was completed early, but during this period of time has been out of state, resulting in extra homework can not be done.He simply stayed at home for the last week, reading books, listening to music, and dawdling around.

Chao father and Chao mother also came back a few days before leaving school, and brought many things to the two brothers.

"Let's take a look at this dress, Yunyun." Chaomu unfolded a fancy top and greeted Chaoyun.

Zhao Yun looked at the dress, which was brightly colored, and instantly lost the mood to complain, and ran upstairs directly.

"Hey, Yunyun, don't run away, this dress..." Chao's mother looked disappointed, and Chao's father sat beside him pretending to be reading the newspaper seriously, but in fact the corners of his mouth curled into a smile and betrayed him.

"Yangyang, come over and have a look. This dress is for you. The boss said it's suitable for thin people." Chaomu's newly unrolled clothes are not the same as the last one, and they are extremely fancy.

Chaoyang was still very filial. He didn't leave, but he didn't go there either. He said tactfully, "Mom, don't you think that this dress is, uh, a bit flowery?"

After hearing this, Chaofu finally couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "I have already stopped her, she insisted that you like it."

"But people in that place are dressed in such flowery clothes." Chaomu and her grievances, her own intentions were ruthlessly trampled on by her two sons.

"Mom, you've been playing there for a while, and your aesthetics are similar to theirs. No normal person would wear these clothes." Zhao Yun poked his head out of the stairs and complained.

Mother Chao was so angry that she stuffed the clothes into the bag, carried the bag and went upstairs.

At this moment, Chaoyang grabbed her and said, "Mom, we understand what you mean, but..."

"But I will never wear these clothes." Zhao Yun said now at the stairs.

Chaomu glared at Chaoyun, then looked at Chaoyang tenderly, took his hand and said, "Yangyang, do you understand mom?"

Chaoyang suddenly had a bad premonition, but he still bit the bullet and responded.

"Then you put it on for mom to see, and let your brother see how blind he really is." Chaomu looked expectant.

Chaoyang immediately shook his head, and Chaomu also immediately turned his back on her.

Finally he gave in and awkwardly walked into the room with his clothes in hand.

Zhao Yun looked at his brother sympathetically, but in fact he had already prepared his camera and was waiting at the door of his brother's room, ready to take a photo set for his brother at any time.

The moment the door opened, Chaoyun's laughter and his flashing lights didn't stop.

Chao's mother looked like she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. With a slight smile, she took Chaoyang's hand and said in praise: "It's handsome and fits well. Come on, come down and let Dad have a look."

"No." Chaoyang blushed and broke away from Chaomu's hand, ran into the room and locked the door behind her.

"It's okay, Mom! I have photos, we can show them to Dad." Zhao Yun smiled and raised the phone in his hand, speaking loudly on purpose.

And Chaoyang, behind the door, heard the one after another laughter outside, and suddenly laughed too. He didn't know why, but he felt that his previous depressed mood dissipated in an instant.