I am at odds with the school grass

Wen Chenyang covered Gu Xizhe's quilt for two days, and took a nap on Friday. He rolled Gu Xizhe's quilt into a ball and put it on his bed, "Gu Xizhe, I returned the quilt to you."

After putting on his shoes, Gu Xizhe glanced at the quilt that was rolled into spring rolls on the bed, his expression was a little ugly, "Come down, I want to bag it."

Wen Chenyang snorted, hugged his quilt and got out of bed, Gu Xizhe found the storage bag from the closet, opened it, Wen Chenyang stuffed it in a ball, Gu Xizhe couldn't stand it, he hugged him out again and sorted it out, "Trash with the bag."

Wen Chenyang touched his nose, "Why do I feel that you dislike me?"

While folding the quilt, Gu Xizhe said, "When will I stop feeling disgusted?"

Damn, we can't chat anymore, Wen Chenyang pulled the bag, and Gu Xizhe stuffed the neatly folded quilt into it.

Wen Chenyang said: "By the way, why do you live so delicately?"

Gu Xizhe didn't reply to him.

Wen Chenyang remembered again that he was going to bring a thick quilt over next week, and now he had to take the quilt back, otherwise the small closet wouldn't be able to hold so many things.

"Is your mother coming to pick you up in the afternoon?" Wen Chenyang asked.

Gu Xizhe responded, and zipped up the storage bag.

Wen Chenyang also needs to bring a quilt. It’s very cold today, and it’s not easy to put a quilt on a bicycle. He wanted to talk about taking a ride, but then he felt that it was not very good. After all, what Ye Zhiying said last time was more like polite words. If he took it seriously , but it seems thick-skinned.

Gu Xizhe could see what he was thinking, "Do you want to take your quilt home?"

"Take it, otherwise there will be no place to put it."

"Bike?"

Wen Chenyang said casually, "Let's take a taxi."

Gu Xizhe pulled out the chair and put the packed quilt on the chair, "Do you want a ride?"

"Okay, okay." He was waiting for this sentence.

Tan Qianwen said: "Chenyang, I'm so happy to have a ride."

Wen Chenyang found a storage bag from the closet to put the quilt in, "Hey, drop by, there's no way."

Gao Hangdao: "Ah Wen, do you want to bring a quilt home or not? I can ask the driver to take you back by taking a detour."

"I'll forget it. I'm in a different direction from yours. I'll take the bus back."

Wen Chenyang hugged the quilt off the bed, he didn't want to fold it neatly like Gu Xizhe, he hugged the quilt and said to Gu Xizhe, "Take it off for me."

Gu Xizhe didn't pull the bag, and directly grabbed the quilt from his arms, folded it neatly before putting it in.

Wen Chenyang asked: "Gu Xizhe, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Gu Xizhe said: "I can't see you being so sloppy."

Wen Chenyang sniffed, "You're right, I just like messy beauty, but I usually like to be clean."

Gu Xizhe didn't talk about it with him, in short, his impression of Wen Chenyang had stayed on his attitude towards the quilt.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Wen Chenyang and Gu Xizhe walked towards the school gate with a bag of quilts.

There was still a lot of traffic at the door after school on Friday afternoon. Gu Xizhe and Wen Chenyang waited at the door for a few minutes. Ye Zhiying drove her Maserati over. She didn't get out of the car after parking, and directly opened the trunk to let them put things.

As soon as Wen Chenyang got in the car, he called Auntie sweetly. Ye Zhiying also really liked him, and she always had a smile on her face when she saw him.

Zhang Haiyin went to Chuancheng to shoot a TV series, Wen Honglin didn't go home, only Wen Chenyang was alone, fortunately there was a nanny at home.

The nanny cooked meals for him, and after he ate, she had to go home after washing the dishes.

The house is usually very quiet, but it was even quieter today. Wen Chenyang did his homework for a while and moved out his guitar.

He nestled on the small beige sofa in the room, watched Jay Chou's "Sunny Day" on the score, and sang while playing.

Thinking of something, he put down the guitar, moved a wooden tree branch hanger from the room, fixed his mobile phone on the tree branch hanger, and started recording a small video of himself playing the guitar.

After the recording, he cut and edited, leaving 15 seconds of content, and then he clicked on Moments and sent it out.

After sending, he continued to play, waited 15 minutes before picking up the phone, and 8 messages were displayed in Moments.

Tan Qianwen: I didn't even know you could play the guitar.

Lin Miaomiao: Wow, Chen Yang, that's amazing, and she sings really nicely.

Zhang Haiyin: My son is so handsome, he will play a song for his mother when she returns home.

Su Mengjie: Brother Chenyang, you play really well, I like it very much.

Gao Hang: I do, I do!Chen Yang!Our family has a branch of a music restaurant that will open for trial next Saturday, come join us, I will give you a free order!

Qiu Yue: My deskmate is handsome.

……

The corners of Wen Chenyang's lips twitched slightly, and he replied to them one by one. After replying, he found that there was an extra like. It was Gu Xizhe's like.

Out of curiosity, he entered Gu Xizhe's circle of friends. They were clean and had nothing. They really resembled his people.

This weekend was very lonely, and Nuo Da’s house was all by himself. He stayed at home all morning on Saturday, and couldn’t bear to go out in the afternoon. He planned to go to see rhubarb first, and then go to the library for two hours. Come out and buy some clothes.

He didn't come back by bicycle, and he didn't bother to take a taxi. He walked to the place where Dahuang lived. The old house was painted with big red "demolition" characters, but it has not been demolished for a long time.

Wen Chenyang sat on the concrete bench, touched Dahuang's head, and was about to take out the chicken he brought, but didn't think that Dahuang didn't appreciate it, so he didn't want to take it.

Wen Chenyang thought it was sick, so he stroked its head and asked, "What's wrong? Doesn't this chicken leg smell good?"

Rhubarb wagged its tail and ran to the side. After running for a while, he looked back at Wen Chenyang. It seemed that he was going to take him somewhere. with.

It seems that the ribs are all meaty, not like the leftover bones from other people's food, but more like they were specially made for rhubarb.

Wen Chenyang thought to himself, there are still many good people in this world.

He also put the chicken he brought over by the haystack. Anyway, the weather is cold now, and the meat can still be eaten tomorrow. After he put it down, he touched Rhubarb's head, "Then you save these for tomorrow."

Rhubarb seemed to understand what he said, and barked at him twice.

After playing with Rhubarb for a while, Wen Chenyang went to the library, found a mystery novel in the library and came to the reading area. Most of the seats were occupied. There were students and office workers who came here to read the book.

Wen Chenyang looked for a place in the reading area for a while, and saw an empty table for two by the window. He walked over and found two books on it.

Is this occupied?Or is it that the last person who sat here was of low quality and didn't put it back after reading the book?

Wen Chenyang gently pushed aside the chair and sat down, glanced at the cover of the book opposite, it was an original foreign novel, all in English.

Regardless of whether someone has taken his seat, sit down first before talking, and someone chases him away before leaving.

He opened the book and began to read.

Not long after, the chair opposite was dragged away, and someone sat down. Wen Chenyang was seeing the suspenseful place, and was deducing the murderer based on the previous text in his mind. He didn't lift his head, and kept his eyes on the book.

The person on the opposite side didn't make a sound, only the sound of paper rubbing as the pages turned.

The winter sun is very mild, coming in from the window next to it, hitting the wooden desk and writing, Wen Chenyang is immersed in the suspenseful case, unable to extricate himself.

After reading the first case, it was already four or ten minutes later, and he was very satisfied, because the murderer he deduced based on the clues given by the author was the same as the one revealed at the end.

He raised his head with a smile, met a familiar face, his eyes widened instantly, "Damn!"

This sound failed to control the volume, Wen Chenyang looked left and right, and someone nearby was looking at him. He felt that he had just been rude and felt a little ashamed, but he was also frightened just now. He never thought that the person sitting opposite would be Gu Xizhe.

Gu Xizhe raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to be blacklisted by the library?"

No, just too surprised, Wen Chenyang asked: "When did you come?"

Gu Xizhe said: "Earlier than you."

Therefore, it was Gu Xizhe who used the book to occupy the seat. Wen Chenyang took another look at the book he was reading, it was all English, no wonder his English score was so good.

He also remembered that in the original novel, Gu Xizhe was opposed to being with Jiang Yulu because of his family, and later he went abroad to study, and only after returning from studying abroad did Gu Xizhe reunite with Jiang Yulu.

What did Wen Chenyang think of, "Is it you who brought the ribs to Rhubarb?"

Gu Xizhe's eyes fell on the pages of the book, "The leftovers from lunch, I don't want to waste it, so I brought it."

It really is.

Wen Chenyang looked at him, "You are quite caring."

Gu Xizhe stared at the book, "If you continue to quarrel, I suggest that the library block you."

Wen Chenyang smiled, he also lowered his head, and continued to read. Gu Xizhe, who was opposite him, raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite him.This person is very noisy when he is arguing, and he is also very focused when he is focused on doing one thing.

Wen Chenyang finished the mystery novel, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and he had to go shopping to buy clothes, he glanced at Gu Xizhe who was opposite him, who was still reading, he stretched out his hand, and shook it under his eyes.

Gu Xizhe looked up at him, what was his eyes asking?

Wen Chenyang whispered: "I want to go shopping and buy clothes, do you want to go?"

Gu Xizhe nodded, "Yes."

The author has something to say: Xiyue: Young Master Gu, you seem to have the attribute of attacking.

Gu Xizhe: Forced.

Xiyue: Why?

Gu Xizhe: Someone is an idiot in life.