what a fool

"...Eating dry and wiping clean is not the way to do it!" Yang Ziyi felt that Qu Wuhao's mouth was really indebted to a certain extent, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Qu Wuhao's face fiercely.

Qu Wuhou looked at Yang Ziyi with tears in his eyes, and just watched quietly, staring at him without moving, his uninjured hand was still holding onto Yang Ziyi's trouser leg.

In the end, Yang Ziyi still sighed, and helped Qu Wuhao up, and Qu Wuhao continued to yell: "That's right, otherwise you'd be called a heartless man."

Yang Ziyi: "..." Sure enough, it's better to leave this person behind.

Just after entering the door, Qu's mother saw the wounds all over Qu Wuhao's body, and asked anxiously what's wrong, Qu Wuhou used what she said to prevaricate the doctor to lie to her mother: "I didn't pay attention when I was playing basketball, and I bumped into a basketball. It's on the shelf."

"You child, when will you change your frizzy temper?"

After Yi's mother thoroughly examined him, took the medical record and read it several times, and nagging for a while, Qu Wuzhen put the money in front of Qu's mother and said that it was the school's subsidy for poor families. The money was taken down.

"Isn't it only [-] per month?" Qu's mother looked at the thick wad of money: "Wuhao, tell mom the truth, how did this money come from, it can't be..."

Mother Qu felt that the money was very hot, and she asked tremblingly, for fear that her child would do something bad like robbery.

Qu Wuzhen pretended to be indifferent, with a calm face: "How do I know, a big money came from Hong Kong, and sent us this amount of money at once."

What he said was true, Qu Wuzhen’s face was very sincere, and she didn’t seem to be lying at all. Mother Qu took the money, thought about it and accepted Qu Wuzhen’s excuse, coughed twice and said: “That’s it. Okay, that's good, Wuhao, you study hard in the future, and repay others after you finish your studies."

Qu Wuhou nodded perfunctorily, and said to Yi's mother, "Then I'll go in and study."

When he arrived in the room, Yangzi glanced at Qu Wuhao up and down, and said how you are so proficient in lying, Qu Wuhao glared at Yangzi: "I have used this skill ever since I knew I had to make money by myself. It's very good."

Yangzi paused, looking at the calm Qu Wuhao in front of him, he suddenly felt sorry for the little kid in front of him who pretended to be good, he took out the medicine bag from the medicine bag next to him, and gave it to Qu Wuhao carefully applied to the wound.

Qu Wuhao looked at Yang Ziyi who bowed his head, and Qu Wuhao repeated what he said to Yang Ziyi when they met: "You look so good-looking."

As soon as Yangzi was taken aback by Qu Wuhao's sudden words, he lowered his hand, and heard Qu Wuhao yelling in pain, Yangzi cursed: "It's what you deserve." But the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

When reading a book today, Qu Wuhao was lying on the bed, and Yang Ziyi sat on the edge of the bed, holding a book and explaining the formulas to him.

Qu Wuzhen is quite smart, and it is not a problem to draw inferences from one instance. Yang Ziyi has never been stingy with his own praise. The two of them get along very happily, but while talking, Qu Wuzhen closed his eyes, and the closed eyes were still there. There is a formula.

Yangzi has seen this skill before, and every time he sees it, he wants to open this person's brain to see what kind of structure it is to create such a talent.

Knowing that Qu Wuhao was really tired today, Yang Ziyi put the book on Qu Wuhao's lap aside, then put Qu Wuhao in the bed, after covering the quilt, he was about to leave, but was caught by Qu Wuhao He took his hand.

This was the first time Yang Ziyi touched a human hand, it was very soft and warm. When he turned his head, he saw Qu Wuzhen looking at him in a daze, and then stretched out his hand to pat the bed next to him.

The bed has been around for some years, and when Qu Wuhao patted on the bed, Yangzi trembled, feeling that the bed would be blown apart if he patted it a few more times.

Turning his head to look at the bed, there are not many places, but the sideways body is enough for two people to sleep, thinking of Qu Wuhao's sleeping position, Yang Ziyi felt that he might as well sleep on the floor.

But Qu Wuhao held him too tightly, to the point where he couldn't even struggle to break free. Seeing the hopeful expression on Qu Wuhao's face, he sighed, and finally had to lie down beside Qu Wuhao. She burrowed into Yang Ziyi's arms, hugged Yang Ziyi's waist, and quickly closed her eyes.

Looking at the whirling hair on Qu Wuhao's head, Yang Ziyi felt that his bottom line was always dropping after meeting Qu Wuhao, Yang Ziyi sighed, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Yang Ziyi was woken up by the heat. The scorching heat in his arms made Yang Ziyi open his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed Qu Wuhao, only to find that the person's cheeks were already flushed red, and he said in a daze talking raving.

Hurriedly turning on the light and getting up, he saw this person kicking off the quilt and screaming for heat, Yang Ziyi lightly patted Qu Wuhao's cheek, and Qu Wuhao rubbed Yang Ziyi's hand.

"Qu Wuhao, where is your medicine box?"

Qu Wuhao was so confused, but the function of reciting books while sleeping still worked: "In the cabinet of the dining table."

After finding the medicine and bringing the water, Yangzi helped Qu Wuhao up: "Take the medicine, and sleep after taking the medicine."

Qu Wuhao chuckled: "No, don't take medicine, it's bitter."

"How old are you, don't make trouble." As soon as Yangzi put the medicine on Qu Wuhao's mouth, Qu Wuhao closed his mouth tightly, but Yangzi could only let it go if it was useless, " How do you take your medicine?"

"Feed mouth to mouth, okay?" Qu Wuzhen looked at Yang Ziyi shamelessly: "It's written like this in the world of martial arts!"

Unable to reason with a burnt-out person, Yang Ziyi stuffed the medicine into Qu Sansui's hand: "It's you who suffer, not me, whether you like it or not."

When he went out the door, he heard the uncomfortable groans from the people inside, and he went back after all. Yangzi looked at Qu Wuhao's smirk, and sighed: "Did I owe you something when I was alive?!"

Putting the medicine in his own mouth, he opened Qu Wuhao's lips and teeth, and put the medicine in, then Qu Wuhao obediently hugged the cup and drank the water.

When Yangzi put the cup away, Qu Wuzhen stretched out the hand that was covered with plaster, as if to hug him, and Yangzi rubbed his temple.

Qu Wuzhen hugged Yang Ziyi and hummed: "Hot."

"Let me go when the heat is hot," Yang Ziyi said.

Qu Wuhao muttered, "It's because of the heat that I hugged you." Then he obediently buried his head in Yang Ziyi's arms to sweat.

When he woke up the next day, Qu Wuzhen greeted the system refreshed: [Good morning, everything. 】

[Good morning, feeding medicine needs to imitate the mouth-to-mouth satyr song in the world of martial arts, three years old. 】

[……..what the hell? ] Qu Wuhao, who was shocked by this series of prefixes, stopped stretching.

[I think my prefix has clearly described what you did when you were confused. 】

Qu Wuhao looked at Yang Ziyi who was standing beside him and stared at him stubbornly, and swallowed: "Yang Ziyi...good morning...good morning."

Yangzi chuckled twice, then stretched out his hand and patted Qu Wuhao's shoulder lightly: "Good morning, little bastard."

Hearing this appropriate adjective, Qu Wuzhen felt a little guilty: "Then what...every time I have a fever, I will do some ridiculous things, so don't bother with me."

Not to mention that last night was fine, but as soon as Yangzi was mentioned, he felt that he had a severe headache. He looked at Qu Wuhao's pale lips just after recovering from illness, his throat was a little dry, and he turned his face away in embarrassment: "Hurry up!" Woke up."

Qu Wuhao pulled Yang Ziyi's hand over, then shook Yang Ziyi's arm: "For the sake of my recovery from a serious illness, I won't go today."

I thought Yangzi would disagree for a while, but he nodded his head: "Okay, anyway, you are in a daze when you go to school, so I'll give you tutoring at home."

Qu Wuhao thought about it for a while and said it, and finally propped his chin and sighed: "It's a pity, there will be no such job in the future, and I have to ask those gangsters to help find another job."

"Qu Wuhao, I want to ask you something." Yangzi sat next to Qu Wuhao and looked at Qu Wuhao.

Qu Wuhao looked at his arm in plaster, and shook it lightly: "You ask."

Yang Zi opened his mouth twice, and finally shook his head: "Forget it."

In the middle of this sentence, he suddenly stopped talking, and Qu Wuzhen's breath was stuck in his chest. What exactly do you want to ask?"

In the end, he was so entangled that he couldn't help it. Yangzi opened his mouth: "I looked at your family's funds. The neighborhood committee and your mother's [-] yuan after retirement is enough for you to eat. Why do you have to go out to work?"

Qu Wuzhen was taken aback by the question, he took the medicine box that Yang Ziyi hadn't had time to put back yesterday, and put one of the medicine bottles in Yang Ziyi's hand.

After looking at the instructions attached to the bottle, Yangzi suddenly raised his head to look at Qu Wuhao, who shrugged, "I can't help it. If my mother doesn't have another operation, she won't live long."

As soon as Yangzi stretched out his hand and patted Qu Wuhao's back, wanting to comfort Qu Wuhao, the words were on his lips, but he saw Qu Wuhao's bright smile, as if there was no difficulty in front of him: "Hey, seeing how miserable I am, For the sake of it, can I stop memorizing the English words today, I get a headache when I see those 26 English letters."

"Can't!!!!"

When it was almost night, Qu Wuzhen smiled at Yangzi: "Go out to relax, read these books all the time, do you understand?"

Yangzi looked at the alarm clock, then heaved a sigh of relief: "It will be done."

After saying hello to Yi's mother and going out, Qu Wuhao didn't buy a crutch, and completely regarded Yang Ziyi as a human crutch. Qu Wuhao likes to let himself go and wander around. How can a person be injured and restless?"

Qu Wuhao just smiled, wandered around and turned to a coffee shop, opened the door, Yang Zi saw the one with tattoos all over his arms and a long scar on his face man.

"Brother Zhang, I'm here to trouble you again." Qu Wuhao waved the solid plaster cast that he had made at the man.

As soon as Yangzi thought of what Qu Wuhao said, the person in front of him might be a gangster who introduced Qu Wuhao to work.

Brother Zhang helped Qu Wuhao to a seat in the back and sat down, then took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, blew some bubbles, and then opened his mouth: "I heard about the construction site. Now, the money given to you by the contractor will be treated as your medical expenses, and I won’t ask you for an intermediary inside.”

Qu Wuhao smiled, and still took out two wrinkled Mao grandfathers from his pocket and put them in front of Brother Zhang: "How did this happen, Brother Zhang is not mean to me, I still know it, let's talk about it." , I have to rely on Brother Zhang to introduce me to work in the future."

Brother Zhang picked up the money and put it in his pocket: "Forget it, but what can you do now?"

Qu Wuhao scratched the back of his head with a better hand: "Actually, I got up from the bed earlier, and I can still deliver newspapers and so on."

"That thing doesn't make much money." Brother Zhang casually crushed the cigarette into the ashtray next to him: "Can you do the job I told you about last time? It's a bit dangerous, but after all, the money will come quickly."

Qu Wuhao's complexion was a little distorted, and he waved his hands again and again: "Brother Zhang, stop joking with me, I don't dare to touch that thing."

Brother Zhang laughed twice, and lit another cigarette: "Look at your timid look, this is the only way to get money soon."

Qu Wuhao smiled awkwardly, but still refused. Brother Zhang stroked his chin, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, do you know how to make coffee?"

Coincidentally, the proprietress's buddy has gone back to the countryside, and recently she couldn't find anyone she likes. The proprietress also liked Qu Wuhao, so she asked Qu Wuhao to make a cup of coffee with one hand, and she was satisfied. Finally, the total , meaning to give brother Zhang some intermediary money, even if the partnership is finalized.

After leaving the coffee shop, Qu Wuhao was very happy. This job is much simpler and easier, and the wages are also good.

On the way back, Yangzi asked Qu Wuhao by his arm, "What kind of work is Brother Zhang talking about?"

Qu Wuzhen said: "The money you earn comes quickly, but it's a bit dangerous, and you need to be transported by minors. What else can you have? Drugs."

Yang Ziyi's footsteps paused slightly, and Qu Wuzhen continued: "People, don't touch that thing in this life, whether it's smoking or selling."

"That's right." Yangzi nodded, and stretched out his hand to support Qu Wuhao a little more stably: "Go back?"

"No." Qu Wuzhen shook his head: "Today is the day when the musical fountain is put on in Central Park."

Knowing what Qu Wuhao meant, Yang Ziyi helped Qu Wuhao to the side of the music fountain. The old steps were occupied by a couple, so Qu Wuhou had to drag Yang Ziyi to sit not far from the old steps.

When the evening wind was blowing cool air, Qu Wuzhen stretched out his hand to pull Yangziyi, but found that Yangziyi's eyes were looking at the place where the old steps were.

In broad daylight, before it got dark, the two kissed as if no one else was there, Yang Zi saw it flushed, remembering what happened last night, Qu Wuhao's pale lips.

Yangzi turned his head to look at Qu Wuhao, only to find that Qu Wuhao was staring at him, noticing Yangziyi's gaze on him, and showing a big smile to Yangziyi.

This smile dazzled Yang Ziyi's eyes, and Yang Ziyi turned his head away awkwardly, not looking at the couple, nor at Qu Wuhao's face.

Qu Wuzhen was at a loss, and when Qu Wuzhen talked to Yangzi before the music fountain was over, Yangzi ignored him.

"Go back and look at those mathematical formulas?" Qu Wuhao's words made Yang Ziyi, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly wake up, hummed, and gently helped Qu Wuhao up.

Feeling the temperature on his body, Yang Zi asked, "Do you have a fever again?"

Qu Wuzhen stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: "No."

However, Yang Ziyi clearly felt that the place where the person leaning against him was hotter than last night.

Back home, with the book in his arms, Qu Wuhao felt that his head, which had been calmed down by the cold wind just now, started to swell again. He was not right with the 26 letters, but also with the simple ten numbers. Not right.

Ask Yang Ziyi, Yang Ziyi seems to be thinking about something all the time, and if he doesn’t answer, he’s like a robot, always answering Qu Wuhao with um.

"Yangziyi, what are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Yang Ziyi was awakened by Qu Wuhao's fierce slap: "I didn't think about anything."

Qu Wuhao smiled meanly: "I just asked you if you like me, and you said yes."

"Cough cough." Yang Ziyi suddenly choked on his own saliva and coughed vigorously: "Don't make trouble, what did you want to ask just now?"

Kankan changed the subject, Qu Wuzhen pointed to the few questions that he couldn't even understand the questions, and yelled that he couldn't understand, Yangzi picked up the pen and drew symbols one by one on the paper.

Qu Wuzhen suddenly realized and went to solve the problem. When he finished solving the problem, he stretched out his hand and put his arms around Yang Ziyi's shoulder: "Brother, your handwriting is so beautiful, when will you teach me how to write?"

As soon as Yangzi broke away from Qu Wuhao's arm, he said yes, then took a set of basic papers and stuffed it for Qu Wuhao, then turned and went out.

Looking at the biology paper in his hand, which couldn't be compared with the mathematics he was reviewing now, Qu Wuzhen was a little puzzled, but he took it obediently and started scratching his head.

As soon as Yangzi left Qu Wuhao's house and arrived at Central Park, looking at the old steps, the couple had already left. As soon as Yangzi floated to sit there, his reaction just now was obviously not quite right.

Fireworks began to be set off over the central park, and the blossoms were beautiful.

It was a couple who were hand in hand. The man knelt on the ground and raised the diamond ring in his hand to the other woman.

"When I meet you, my heart beats faster. When I see you smile, I feel flustered. When I am with you, I feel at a loss. When I leave you, my mind is full of you. I think I love you and I can marry you." give to me?"

At that moment, Qu Wuhao's smirk appeared in front of Yang Ziyi's eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, feeling that he was a demon.

The author has something to say: hahaha the good news is that this world will be gone when it is over!And starting from the next chapter, it will be [-] per chapter.

Stimulation is not exciting, meaning is not unexpected, exciting is not excited!