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In front of him was the person he liked, whose eyes were sleepy, whose hair was slightly curled by sleep, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Lin Lu rubbed the fire again and disappeared without a trace. He even smiled back: "Morning good."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, his heartless so-called person he liked slammed the door down.

Lin Lu: "..."

When Fang Zheng opened the door again, the black and white plaid pajamas he had been wearing when he opened the door had been replaced by a white shirt and black trousers. He was refreshing and handsome.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Fang Zheng opened the door and saw Lin Lu standing against the door. He was startled, "I just change clothes and you still guard the door? Are you so kind to me?"

Lin Lu bit the corner of his mouth, and said as calmly as possible: "Go wash up quickly."

"Well," Fang Zheng went to the bathroom, "Have you had breakfast?"

Lin Lu walked to the door of the toilet, leaning against the door frame and looking at Fang Zheng: "I thought you would ask me if I finished digesting? You can check the time yourself, can you have lunch at this time?"

"Last night, I played games with Fang An in the middle of the night." Fang Zheng spat out the water in his mouth, then washed his face again, and then moved his whole face towards Lin Lu, "See, I Can the dark circles cover the spots?"

No, absolutely not.

At least not at such a close distance.

On Fang Zheng's face in front of his eyes, there were no deep dark circles under his eyes, at most a slight bluish tint, and Lin Lu could still see clearly the light-colored spots under his two eyes, and he could still see them clearly. He has a different attraction.

"How much do you think about your spots?" Lin Lu pressed his face and pushed him away.

"It's really not my fault," Fang Zheng said with emotion, "It's really the Muggle-eyed eyes of those girls in the tenth middle school that made people unforgettable."

"Don't care what they think." Lin Lu reached out and quickly touched the blemishes under Fang Zheng's eyes, and then quickly withdrew his hand. The whole process was smooth and smooth, "I think it's pretty good."

Maybe in Fang Zheng's eyes, he just touched him in an ordinary way, but in Lin Lu's heart, it was a thrilling move.

This is the difference between a guilty conscience and a clueless person.

Fang Zheng didn't have any special reaction, but turned around and rubbed his face vigorously a few times.

Just when Lin Lu was almost upset about how dirty his hands were, and he was still excited after touching him a few times, Fang Zheng suddenly said something in a low voice: "Some things... there is no way not to care about others. opinion."

The voice was very low and hoarse, covered by the sound of water, Lin Lu, who didn't have the magic skills to listen to Bafang, couldn't hear a word clearly: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Fang Zheng said it quite loudly, and at the same time he turned off the water, so Lin Lu heard the words without any content clearly.

When Fang Zheng took his schoolbag and went downstairs, his mother and Fang Ke were no longer at home. It was said that they had gone to sign up for Fang Ke, and the person who took Fang Zheng to sign up became Grandpa Lin.

Lin Lu pushed the buns and milk on the dining table to Fang Zheng, and asked thoughtfully, "Is it okay to eat steamed buns and milk for breakfast?"

"Okay, no, you can't make me stir-fry hot peppers?" Fang Zheng put a small steamed bun in his mouth with chopsticks, chewed it a few times and said, "This is delicious, who bought it? My mother ? No, my mother can't go all the way to buy a steamed stuffed bun for me, she has never met anyone who is much harder than me..."

"Shut up and eat well," Lin Lu put the milk in his hand, "Master, I bought it."

"You bought it?" Fang Zheng was taken aback, "... I'm in trouble."

Lin Lu: "..."

Fang Zheng picked up the glass and took a sip of the milk. It wasn't the mildly scalded rich taste as imagined, but rather sweet and sour... strawberry flavored milk.

"Your milk...cut a certain yogurt?"

"No, this taste is much better than a certain yogurt, didn't you drink it?"

"Is this thing fucking advanced?"

Lin Lu took a milk box full of unknown languages ​​from the kitchen table to him: "I don't know about the others, anyway, the price is quite high."

Fang Zheng stared at the box, and took another sip of milk silently: "Yes...there are quite a lot of advanced ones."

"This is the last survivor of all kinds of foreign snacks that my mother sent with me when she sent the computer." Lin Lu threw the box into the trash can, "Besides, I will give you some yogurt for breakfast ?"

"You won't, I was wrong."

"tasty?"

"It's delicious...but I don't like the strawberry flavor very much."

"If you don't like it, hold it back for me."

Fang Zheng took a big gulp of milk, licked the milk stains on the corner of his mouth, and said flatteringly, "It's done."

At that moment, countless indescribable images flashed in Lin Lu's mind, and he rushed into the toilet on the first floor almost immediately the next moment.

"I'll go to the toilet first, you eat slowly!"

"Okay!" Fang Zheng replied loudly.

In the bright toilet, Lin Lu propped his hands on both sides of the sink, staring at himself in the mirror with a flushed face, forcing himself to go through the high school knowledge that he had previewed before, and finally holding the cold The water buried his face, and he didn't open the toilet door until his hot and rapid breathing slowed down and his flushed face returned to normal.

Fang Zheng had already finished his breakfast. He had just come out of the kitchen with a clean cup. Seeing Lin Lu with water dripping on his face, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you having diarrhea?"

"No." Lin Lu said calmly, "Let's go, go to my house first, grandpa is still waiting for us."

No. 280 Middle School is the city's most prestigious high school with the longest history and a high enrollment rate that can outperform other schools [-] high schools on Wangxing Street. Those who can be admitted are all excellent people. Fang Zheng, who worked hard for more than a year later, finally relied on Those who came in through the relationship, no surprise entered the last class of No. [-] Middle School.

There are a total of twelve classes in the whole grade, which are simply divided into key classes and ordinary classes, and people like Lin Lu who exceed the score line by more than 30 points will naturally enter the first class.

The classrooms of class [-] seem to be racist. The highest floor is next to the toilet, with old fans, painted tables and chairs, a small half of the blackboard frame missing, and the spider that has cracked a lot. The windows with web-like patterns but not yet broken, all of them clearly show the special treatment for those students who come in through the back door or through the line in this talented school.

Fang An came in as a sneaky one, and by virtue of the fate he couldn't get rid of with Fang Zheng, he was in the same class with him again.

"Fate," Fang Yu looked at Fang Zheng with his chin propped up, and said jokingly, "We are in the same class for several lifetimes, and we can't stop cutting each other. Why can't we have a major and a dormitory in college? Bar?"

Fang Zheng didn't answer this question, and thought for a while and asked, "Where is Zhao Xuan? Was he serious when he said that he planned to go to Zhanying for three years?"

Zhanying junior high school is doing okay, but high school is another tenth high school.

"He doesn't know how to joke," Fang An said, "Zhanying is a good high school for Zhao Xuan, he is used to being lazy and unrestrained, so I just gave him a notice from No. [-] Middle School He won't want it."

"That's right," Fang Zheng looked at a spot of light in the sky, and said slowly, "Zhao Xuan is not suitable for this place. He always makes me unable to understand. I always feel that he is always lazy and has nothing to want. look."

Fang An leaned against the wall and sat in a comfortable posture, with the same lazy expression on his face as Zhao Xuan, but his tone of voice was very serious: "I have known him for so long, and I don't understand, some people don't See clearly, as long as he is in front of you, as long as that person is him is enough."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze, buried his head in the crook of his arms, and replied sullenly, "Yes."

Teaching materials were being distributed in the classroom of Class [-]. Lin Lu was stacking a stack of books that almost covered his sight, and distributed them one by one. When he handed the books down, someone grabbed the other end of the books. Lin Lu retreated and withdrew his hand, and was about to get the book for the next person, when his hand was grabbed again.

"I've been thinking about when you'll see me." Jian Yan covered half of her face with the physics book she just handed out, only showing a pair of smart eyes, watching him enthusiastically, "I've been waiting After a long time, I thought that you might not be able to see me, so I had to do it myself."

"No, I'm sorry," Lin Lu waved his hand lightly, "Yes, I'm in a trance, no, pay attention."

Jian Yan let go of her hand and the book covering her face, she asked with a smile, "What's so amazing that you don't even see us, all living beings?"

Lin Lu sent the book to the next person, and when he heard Jian Yan's words, someone's handsome smiling face appeared in his mind almost subconsciously, so he couldn't help laughing: "Great God."

"The master who can still smile when you think about it?" Jian Yan looked at his smiling face before he had time to put it away, and asked the question that had been hidden in her heart, "You look really good when you smile...Are you thinking about your girlfriend? Are you smiling?" Is your girlfriend in No. [-] High School too?"

Why is this person endless?A trace of displeasure flashed in Lin Lu's heart, and he put away the smile on his face, and his whole face returned to the cold and cold look that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Yes, yes." Lin Lu put the book on an empty table and said in a low voice, "Jian Yan, I don't care about you, how strong your gossip is, but, just this matter , I don't want, and I don't want, to hear you ask again."

The words were very clear, and the tone was also very strong. Jian Yan's hand holding the corner of the skirt trembled slightly, and through the gaps between her fingers, she could see traces of sweat on the light blue skirt.

"I see." Jian Yan said.

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Lin Lu: The older you get, the more possessive you become.

——A Fang Zheng’s thoughts are attached.

My mother always said, people of your generation don’t have to worry about food or clothing as long as they study hard, how happy they are.

Fang Zheng didn't know how to refute it. In his opinion, everyone's definition of happiness is different. For people of their generation, the greatest happiness may be to have enough food and clothing without worrying about the so-called livelihood.As for Fang Zheng's generation, most of them have reached the point of happiness in their eyes, but this is different.

Point is completely different.

It is precisely because it is said that everyone has reached the definition of happiness in their eyes, so in the eyes of Fang Zheng's generation, it is not happiness, but life.

Everyone's definition of happiness comes from how much he owns. The happiness that a rich person wants may be just a piece of freedom, and the happiness that a poor and poor person wants may be just a salary. What people in the world want may be just a piece of true love, while people like Fang Zheng, who are so ordinary that they can catch a lot of people, want just a piece of difference.