walking slowly

Gu Mo really admired Zhou Xing's beast-like physical strength. He slumped on the bed and raised his hands to cover his eyes: "My back hurts."

The hoarse voice afterwards had the effect of being coquettish, and Zhou Xing rubbed his waist in distress.

After recovering, Gu Mo remembered something: "There was someone outside just now..."

"It's okay, acquaintance." Zhou Xing smiled.

"how do you know?"

"Guess."

Gu Mo rolled his eyes, and he has been planted on this bastard for half his life.

As Zhou Xing said, clothes are easy to take off and put on.The opening ceremony had just ended when the two packed up their clothes and went out.

The breakfast they had in the morning was all digested, and they went to the gourmet stalls and bought two fried wontons.

"There is no one selling dumplings." Zhou Xing looked around.

"Few children nowadays know how to make dumplings."

"I will, my wife taught me."

Seeing his proud face, Gu Mo couldn't help laughing when he thought of the decent dumplings he made that year.

"Yeah, someone even secretly hid my bag, maybe they want to learn from it?"

When old things were brought up, Zhou Xing coughed twice: "Isn't that afraid that I won't be able to eat in the future?"

That's the fact, those few dumplings in the past six years turned out to be the most delicious food in his memory.For countless days and nights, he would always think of that delicious smell, or the person who haunted him in his dreams.

When it comes to remembering everything, it is as real as fake.

"Compared with dumplings, I'm actually better at making wontons."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Xing immediately said, "I like to eat whatever you pack."

Gu Mo remembered that he hadn't met him when eating wontons during Chinese New Year this year, so he said, "The summer solstice is coming soon, and I'll make you eat more."

"I'll pack it with you."

"it is good."

"Together every year."

"it is good."

"Every meal together."

"it is good……"

"Every……"

"Shut up, don't talk."

Gu Mo broke away the disposable chopsticks and tapped the lunch box in his hand.

Obtaining the promise, Zhou Xing obediently ate the fried wonton, took two bites and said, "...This is the smell of the cafeteria."

Gu Mo tasted it and came to the conclusion: "Nowadays there are very few children who can make wontons."

Walking on the tree-lined path, the unusual atmosphere between the two still attracted the attention of many students.

Almost all the students were wearing school uniforms. Gu Mo sighed: "Back then, no one in your class wore school uniforms, and it looked chaotic. It's better to wear uniforms, neat and tidy."

Zhou Xing: "It's up to the student union whether to wear school uniforms or not, and it doesn't matter who the president of our session is."

Thinking of the flamboyant student council president, the two fell silent for a while.

At this time, a girl walked up to them under the push of her companion, looked at their clothes and called out: "Uncle..."

Zhou Xing, Gu Mo: ...

Zhou Xing fiddled with his hair twice, and the unruly feeling came out immediately. Coupled with the loose shirt, he also had a different sense of youth.

The girl squinted at him, and changed her words wisely: "Little brother."

This is almost the same, Zhou Xing is rarely in a good mood: "What's the matter with calling you little brother?"

The girl blushed: "Is little brother in love?"

Gu Mo was taken aback, girls are so direct now?

Zhou Xing curled his lips into a smile: "Little brother already has a partner."

It may be that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but the girl's eyes lit up when she heard it: "What kind of person is my little brother's partner?"

"Skin white, beautiful and long legs." He said, intentionally or unintentionally, squinting towards his side.

The girl became even more excited. Gu Mo saw that the muscles on her face were trembling, and asked hesitantly, "Is there anything else?"

The girl slapped her head, pointed to the archery booth not far behind her and said, "Two, come and visit our booth, the prizes are very rich!"

Zhou Xing glanced at the signboard, on which the art words of Class Two, Grade Two were written on it with a thick watercolor pen. He turned his head, and Gu Mo was looking at him with a smile.

"Row."

Since their class, the AB and AB schools have increased the number of exchange students year by year, and in the past two years, the mixed system of men and women has been restored.

The girls in the second class of the second year gathered together and chatted excitedly. They thought they were speaking very quietly, but Gu Mo who was at the side could hear them clearly.

The girl who invited them to play the game said to the others: "Let me just say they are CP!"

"When I first saw it, I thought it was like, wow, it's so worthy!"

"Guess who is attacking and who is receiving?"

"In archery, it should be attacking. If you look good, you can attack."

"I also think he's a little taller."

"Hey, don't you think that little brother wearing glasses has sharp eyes? When he looks at him, he always feels like the head teacher."

"I feel the same way when you say that. Could it be that he is Gong?"

"Wow, sister, don't you look at the figure? The gray-haired man's pectoral muscles are so bulging, if he is accepted by me to perform for you, he will die on the spot!"

……

Gu Mo's three views are shattered. Is the public's tolerance for homosexuality so high these days?

"Come and try?" Zhou Xing shot a few arrows and handed him the recurve bow. "This bow is quite light."

Gu Mo took it and weighed it: "Well, it's not as heavy as the archery range."

He put his arrows on the string, and as soon as he opened the back, he put a piece of warmth on it.

"The posture is wrong," Zhou Xing raised his arm and taught him, "...do you see that the three points are on a line?"

"exist."

"Then let it go."

With a sound of "whoosh", the arrow went straight into the red heart, and at the same time there was a burst of warm applause outside the stadium.

They turned their faces and saw the group of little girls applauding desperately with love in their eyes, almost smashing their hands.

Only then did Gu Mo realize how intimate the two of them were just now, and he drew out the second arrow calmly, and distanced himself from Zhou Xing by the way.

After all, it was an entertainment project, and the target was only ten meters away. With Zhou Xing's demonstration, he easily sent the remaining arrows to the bull's-eye.

"Good shot." Zhou Xing boasted.

His family, Mr. Gu, is really cute no matter how he looks at it. Just the movement of shooting an arrow makes his stomach tighten.

"Not as good as you." Gu Mo thought of the scene of Zhou Xing's three arrows out of the circle, and sincerely appreciated it.

Zhou Xing looked at him with a smile, and Gu Mo instantly realized that he had been led astray by him just now.Seeing the suspicious blushes on the faces of the little girls around him, he became angry from embarrassment: "Stop talking."

The little girls shouted in their hearts, no, handsome guy, if you can talk, talk more, we love to listen!

The two hit ten shots and took away the biggest prize - a plush rabbit that was as tall as a person.

"What's the use of this thing?" Zhou Xing held the rabbit in disgust.

Gu Mo felt that this incongruous picture was mysteriously cute: "Go back and give it to Jing Xi."

"And only she wants it."

Resigned to his fate, Zhou Xing threw the rabbit onto his shoulder, and was about to leave when the girl from earlier grabbed the rabbit by its ears.

"Little brother, there are hidden benefits for those who get hearts every ten shots!" She said as she took out a love lollipop the size of his face.

Zhou Xing: ...

He looked around, and the girls clasped their hands in prayer, looking expectant.

He lived up to everyone's expectations and poked Gu Mo's shoulder, and stuffed the lollipop into his hand.

"I gave you my heart, take it."

There was booing all around, and the students looked at them with envy, relief, and encouragement, but there was no disgust.

Gu Mo looked down at the bright red lollipop under the sun, and his heart was melted by the ambiguous temperature like sugar.

If he did it again, he probably wouldn't have left this school back then.

How wonderful it is to have more blessings than disapproval.

They wandered to the booth of the third grade, and unexpectedly met Xu Ziming and Hu Xiaoju who were having fun at the shooting booth.

"Brother Xing, do you want to compare?" Xu Ziming handed Zhou Xing a handful of toys.

Zhou Xing clicked his tongue: "There is nothing like a fake gun."

"I heard that the first prize of this booth is a free customized couple pendant..."

"Come on, give me the bullet."

Gu Mo: ...Can't you stop the meeting?

Hu Xiaoju looked at the teddy bear in his hand, then at the rabbit and lollipop in Gu Mo's arms, and the word family suddenly flashed in his mind.

I don't know why he still feels nervous when he sees Gu Mo, just like the feeling that he still dreams about writing papers many years after the college entrance examination.

"Mr. Gu, shall we go buy something to drink?"

He was indeed a bit thirsty when he said that. Gu Mo looked at the two people who were shooting vigorously, and raised his hand to Hu Xiaoju to indicate that there were too many things to hold.

"It's easy," Hu Xiaoju shouted in the direction separated by two or three stalls, "Jingbao——"

Immediately afterwards, Gu Mo saw a familiar little head dangling from the small bench next to the fishing stall.

There are so many acquaintances...

Jing Xi walked up to them with a man in a suit and leather shoes, and took the prizes from their hands.

"It's too polite, why don't you bring any gifts when you come?"

Hu Xiaoju choked for a moment: "...All right, all right, I'm going to see you off."

Gu Mo had originally planned to go back and give her the rabbit, but now he just got rid of the things here.

"Mr. Gu, you guys are here to play too. I knew we made an appointment," Jing Xi introduced the people around him, "This is my brother, and this is the teacher Gu I mentioned to you."

Gu Mo heard Zhou Xing talk about this resolute President Jing, and the two nodded to each other.

After buying good drinks, the competition between Zhou Xing and Xu Ziming was over, and Jing Xi was bragging to them about her brother's good fishing skills.

"...It's really bullshit. I've never seen a young man who can sit there for half an hour without moving. The fish just run to him. Is it because he's handsome or something?"

Seeing Gu Mo handing the iced coffee to Zhou Xing, Jing Xi's "my brother must be the reincarnation of Jiang Taigong" stuck in his mouth, and the words that came out became: "Teacher, do you still remember that he likes to drink this brand of coffee? ?”

Gu Mo smiled embarrassedly, deliberately ignoring Zhou Xingyi's gaze.

Hu Xiaoju asked Xu Ziming: "Which one of you won?"

Xu Ziming pouted towards Zhou Xing, looking quite unconvinced.

Jing Xi comforted him: "He has practiced shooting since he was a child, and it's not unusual for him to win."

The boy in charge of making the pendant came to ask about the shape and style.

Zhou Xing bit the coffee can and hugged Gu Mo's neck, and hooked his hand at Jingxi: "Take a photo for us."

Jing Xi stuffed the rabbit on her elder brother, and frantically took out her phone to choose a filter.Gu Mo obviously saw that Mr. Jing's expression turned a little cold...

"Wow, you two are so photogenic!"

Xu Ziming and Hu Xiaoju leaned over to look at it, and it was true that any part of a good-looking person looked like a photo.

On the screen, the gray-haired man is biting the rim of the soda can, and only the eyes looking at the people around him are full of affection on his majestic face.And the man beside him who was holding up his glasses was full of bookishness, his handsome and solemn face was slightly turned sideways.

It just so happened that the noon sun was scorching behind them, and the two stood side by side in the sun, and the whole scene was unbelievably beautiful.

The boys developed the photos and made them into keychains and gave them to them.

Zhou Xing and Gu Mo were alone, and Hu Xiaoju was envious: "What kind of material is this, it looks pretty good."

"If you want us to make one too." Xu Ziming dragged him to the place where the pendant was customized. If he can't win the free one, can't he spend money to make better ones?

Jing Xi turned to look at her brother: "We..."

"No photo."

She hasn't said anything yet...