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Fang Zhenggou's temper immediately came up, and he quickly sent back the news.

——You are crazy, you don’t fart for a long time, and you send a message to call me crazy?

Lin Lu finally realized that the two of them might be stuck, so he hung up the video and made a voice chat.

Fang Zheng, whose temper was on the rise, picked it up and said angrily, "How am I crazy? I told you Happy New Year. I've been saying Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year," Lin Lu's voice was full of smiles, "I'm sorry, I have a network card here, so I didn't hear it just now."

The voice chat network is not blocked at all, so there is no such thing as missing the other party's words. Fang Zheng's face suddenly became hot: "No, no, don't be embarrassed, I may have a network card just now."

"Then we are more stupid brothers?" Lin Lu's smile deepened, "Because the network card thinks that the other party is crazy."

Brother, just brother.Fang Zheng grasped the important point, and his whole body was depressed, but thinking that it was the Chinese New Year, he still cheered up and tried his best to chat with Lin Lu easily.

"How are you doing over there?" he asked.

"Very good, how about you, how about the make-up lessons? Are you making progress?"

"It's okay," Fang Zheng tapped his fingers on the table, "But to be honest, the progress is not very big. I feel that this teacher hasn't..."

It's not as good as you said, Fang Zheng cut off the conversation in time, this is about to be said, Lin Lu must come back early to give him overtime tutoring.

"Huh?" Lin Lu asked.

"It feels like this teacher hasn't started yet," Fang Zheng said with a smile, "It's okay, there are still more than ten days, I will work hard."

"Then you..." Lin Lu was picking at the mouse pad over there, until he was bald and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, and I still miss you."

I still miss you!

Lin Lu said he missed me!

miss me!

Fang Zheng controlled his excitement, smiled slightly and said, "I miss you a lot too."

I miss you too!

Fang Zheng said he missed me too!

miss me!

Lin Lu felt that he could float out of the Milky Way, and his mind convulsed as soon as he floated: "How much do you want?"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to chop his mouth!What did the blind J8 say!You still have to be shameless!

Fang Zheng didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was a joke between brothers, so he replied in a joking tone: "I think about it all the time, are you satisfied with this level?"

As a brother who grew up with Fang Zheng, how could Lin Lu not be able to tell whether his words were sincere or joking, and he was not disappointed either. Having a crush on such things is a taste of sweetness in bitter medicine. It is enough to hear Fang Zheng say that he misses him too, how dare he ask for more?

"Satisfied, very satisfied," Lin Lu continued to pick at the mouse pad, "By the way, are you ready for my New Year's gift? I'm waiting for a surprise. You'd better scare me with a big one then."

"Then you can only scare the big one by packing me up for you," Fang Zheng said with a smile. level."

If you can pack yourself and give it to me, I would rather not accept any gifts in this life. You are the best gift, worth all the unknown surprises in a long life.

Lin Lu moved the mouse pad to one side, found a new place and started digging: "Then why don't you pack yourself up and send it to me?"

Fang Zheng looked dejected: "I'm such a bad person, I don't think I can do it myself if I send you off."

"You're fine." Lin Lu didn't want to continue with this ambiguous question, "Have you watched this year's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Nope, what about you?"

"No."

"Then what are you asking?"

"...just ask."

"..."

"By the way, when I was away, did you go for a morning jog every day?"

"Yes! When I go to the cram school later, I always run, except when I can't make it in time, I will go by bike."

"That's great, keep it up."

……

The two of them talked stubbornly for more than an hour, during which Fang Ke came in once, said a few New Year wishes to them, and then went back to the room to sleep. Fang Zheng stayed with Lin Lu until twelve o'clock, and then When it was midnight, he smiled and exchanged happy new year with Lin Lu again.

During the Chinese New Year, we were visiting relatives, and the time passed in a blink of an eye. Fang Zheng returned to the cram school again, and struggled with science questions every day. Finally, the day before he finished, Lin Lu came back.

When he came back, he went to Fang Zheng's house. Although it was already past the time for New Year's greetings, he still took gifts in large and small packages to pay Fang Zheng's parents a belated New Year's greeting.

Fang Zheng poured tea for him, and looked at the boy who came in a hurry with a cold look in his eyes. When he delivered the hot tea to his boy, an unintentional touch could ignite the sky in his heart. fireworks.

"Where's the gift?" Lin Lu held the teacup and looked at Fang Zheng with only a pair of bright eyes.

"How can you chase after gifts like this?" Fang Zheng staggered his gaze and said with a smile, "Gifts won't run away."

"Where are the presents?" Lin Lu stretched out a hand and tugged at the sleeve of Fang Zheng's coat.

"Ah," Fang Zheng was completely powerless against the childish version of Lin Lu, "Where's upstairs, go now?"

"Go now." Lin Lu put the teacup on the table, and said to Fang's mother and Fang's father, "Uncle and aunt, Fang Zheng and I will go upstairs to play for a while."

"Okay!" Mother Fang said with a smile, "Go."

Lin Lu turned his head and winked at Fang Zheng: Let's go.

Fang Zheng went upstairs with him.

"Let's talk first," Fang Zheng asked Lin Lu to sit by the bed, and squatted in front of the bedside table. "The gift is really not that good, don't be disappointed."

"Don't just prevaricate me with a lollipop," Lin Lu said, "Hey, didn't you swear you were absolutely pleasantly surprised before?"

Fang Zheng sighed: "In the end, I found that it was too difficult to find an absolute surprise gift."

Fang Zheng stood up and put a log-colored box in Lin Lu's hand.

"This is..." Lin Lu opened the box, and then his tone of voice soared several times, "Bamboo chip bookmark? Did you write this word yourself?"

"Yes," Fang Zheng said, "I also cut the bamboo pieces, I also punched the holes, and I also wove the red string by hand. It's ugly, so you can make do with it?"

There are a total of seven bookmarks in the log-colored box, the same size, with holes on the top and strings of red strings. Each bookmark has seven lines of poems carefully written with a pen.

They are all inspirational poems like long winds and waves, when the aspirations are high and high, Fang Zheng's handwriting is graceful and elegant, which are very suitable for writing on this kind of light-colored bookmarks, and they are very beautiful.

"When did you do it?" Lin Lu asked in a low voice while holding the box, "Aren't you going to make up lessons?"

Fang Zheng didn't expect that he would start to question the teacher before he commented, but he could only confess and be lenient: "Not long after you left, we have six hours of classes a day, and we still have time to do this."

"Is it difficult?" Lin Lu picked up a bookmark and rubbed it, "Is it difficult to do this?"

You are such a careless and clumsy person, you even learned how to tie a bow for two hours before learning how to slip it. Is it difficult to make such a delicate thing?

"It's not difficult," Fang Zheng said, "It took about a week to make it, but this thing is really not worthy of the absolute surprise I swore."

"Worthy," Lin Lu said in a muffled voice, "Worthy. I like it very much."

"Ah," Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good if you like it. I was afraid that you would think it was too shabby. I wanted to buy a gift for you, but I felt that what I bought was not as meaningful as making it myself, so I made it myself." I bought one. Although the gift is small, my heart is still very big. I hope you will be happy every year and every day."

Lin Lu put the wooden box on the bed, stood up and hugged Fang Zheng tightly, his slightly hoarse voice wrapped in warm breath rang in Fang Zheng's ears: "I didn't prepare a gift for you, but I also have a heavy heart. I also hope that you are happy every day. I hope that you can handle whatever you encounter. I hope that every thought of yours will be cherished by others. Do you want to accept my wish?"

Fang Zheng, who was caught off guard by being hugged, was already floating into the sky with three souls and seven souls, and his hand trembled slightly. His hand that was hanging in the air gently touched Lin Lu's back. The blessing almost stimulated him so much that he wanted to confess his love. He buried his face in Lin Lu's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, I not only want to accept it, but I also want to treat it with respect."

The first semester of senior high school is coming, and the 20-plus days of make-up classes during the winter vacation still has a lot of results. At least when the new semester begins, Fang Zheng can follow the teacher's train of thought without any difficulty in class.

He took out his notebook, and ticked off the third goal of catching up with Lin Lu—science subjects keep up with thinking.

In fact, the decision to join the student union in a fit of anger still had a big impact on Lin Lu's later life. He had to check classes every day, and occasionally patrolled to catch students who had climbed the wall and surfed the Internet. He also had to summarize a report every week. Go up, don't mention the trouble.

The only good thing is that Fang Zheng can be seen every day when he goes to Class [-] to check his lessons.

And every time he first arrived, Fang Zheng would raise his head and smile at him as if he had sensed it, and occasionally give him a contemptuous middle finger. As long as it belongs to Fang Zheng, whether he smiles or despises, Lin Lu will do it. Take it all.

During the monthly exam in the next semester of high school, Lin Lu's results were beyond everyone's expectations.

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I really like to write such sour and ambiguous words, let's make do with it, thank you for your support!