C position study, God chooses the way

The boring life of a scumbag always flies by quickly.

When the bell rang, Ke Han closed the storybook, put it in the drawer, and read it again tomorrow.

Mu Heng disappeared from the classroom during the evening self-study in the first half of the festival, and he didn't know what he was doing.

However, Ke Han didn't care where he went.

In the pale light and shadow of the street lamps below the teaching building, countless students came out in a single file, and the wide downhill was suddenly crowded with people. Ke Han mixed with the crowd and left the school.

The end of an unremarkable day——

"Student Ke, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

Ke Han never imagined that the disappeared Mu Heng was waiting for him at the school gate!

Mu Heng sat in the guard room, holding the hot water that the uncle poured for him in both hands, and looked at him with a smile.

There was a crowd of people beside him, but Ke Han felt that only himself and Mu Heng were left in this world. Otherwise, why would Mu Heng chase him every day?

He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Mu Heng drank the hot water that the uncle poured for him, threw the paper cup into the trash can, then got up to say goodbye to the uncle, and then stepped on the smart balance car and slid in front of Ke Han.

He was a full head and a half taller than Ke Han.

The return rate for four weeks suddenly climbed to [-]%.

"What? Mute?"

Ke Han shook his head silently, thought for a while before speaking: "What are you doing?

Mu Heng noticed that he was a bit in the way, and immediately went around to Ke Han's side to avoid blocking others from leaving school and going home.

"Me?" Mu Heng smiled casually, and occasionally took the time to wave to classmates he knew, "You don't remember? You promised me this morning."

An acquaintance next to him was booing.

"Promise him! Promise him!"

Ke Han rolled his eyes almost imperceptibly, and took a deep breath: "What activity or competition are you talking about?"

Mu Heng turned his head and told the group of guys who were professionally coaxing amateurs to leave quickly.

He said to Ke Han: "Yes, in order to make you the justifiable 'hope of the class', I have decided to strengthen training for you starting today."

Ke Han: "...you seem to be very free?"

Mu Heng: "That's right, the life of learning the gods is always so simple and boring."

Ke Han turned around and left.

Mu Heng controlled the balance wheel and followed behind him, chasing after him.

"Hey! I'm joking, don't worry about it."

Among the bustling crowd, Ke Han walked in front, and Mu Heng followed behind. For a while, the two seemed to form a subtle tacit understanding.

When we arrived at the subway entrance, there were already many fewer people around.

After all, it was already eight or nine o'clock, and the entire campus of Anhe No. [-] Middle School was in the scenic mountain range, so there couldn't be too many residents around.

Ke Han stood at the subway entrance and hesitated for a second, but finally changed his pace and chose to walk home.

In fact, the distance from home to school is not very far, but there is a relatively empty subway to take, so there is no need for him to walk.

Mu Heng babbled behind him: "If you say a word from a gentleman, it's hard to chase after a horse. You don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

"I know you're a man with secrets, but..."

Ke Han stopped suddenly.

He immediately turned around and said one word at a time, "Come down."

Mu Heng jumped off the balance wheel, immediately chased after Ke Han, and said, "I'm not joking, you should have tried the first public test last night, right?"

Ke Han glanced at him warily.

"No."

Mu Heng scoffed at his answer.

"Impossible. You usually go to bed before twelve o'clock. It was two o'clock yesterday. It is impossible for you not to try 'Peak Race'."

Ke Han realized the amount of information in this sentence.

His eyes changed a little, and he asked subtly, "How do you know that I usually go to bed before twelve o'clock?"

Mu Heng: "Uh..."

Ke Han: "Are you a pervert?"

Mu Heng: "...I just found the president of the Anhe Appearance Association, she told me."

Ke Han: "..."

This organization sounds evil at first glance.

Aware of Ke Han's psychological changes, Mu Heng quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, they are serious student clubs. Of course, I am not a member of the club. I only know some of your public information because of my personal relationship with their president. .”

He paused, and added: "They only have your height and weight and some public information about your living habits... Well, there are mine too, but! Absolutely no strange information like length and measurements."

"..."

Ke Han stared at Mu Heng dead.

A gust of wind brings the coolness of the night.

The balance wheel tracked pitifully behind Mu Heng, detected the decrease in the surrounding brightness, and turned on the LED lights on the wheel.

Mu Heng bit the bullet and emphasized: "There is really no strange information. If there is any, this society will be harmonized directly."

His voice became smaller and smaller, until finally, only the sound of ants could be heard.

Ke Han sighed, and changed the subject helplessly: "Is your home in the same direction as mine? Is it okay for you to follow me like this?"

Mu Heng: "It's not a big problem."

"I mainly want to tell you that if you have any questions, you can also ask me for help. You are a new transfer, it takes a little time to integrate into the group, I can understand, but I always feel that you seem to be a little... living with the group Out of place."

He swallowed the word "lonely" and replaced it with another, more superficial term.

Ke Han smiled: "Not everyone is used to living in groups."

The two gradually walked out of the boulevard, and there was a milk tea shop next to them.

"It's all here, do you want milk tea?"

Mu Heng nodded.

After ordering, the two sat in the milk tea shop in relative silence for a few minutes.

The little clerk next to her looked sideways frequently, and she always felt that there was a strange atmosphere in the store.

Mu Heng casually picked up a topic: "I still remember when I asked the president of the association for information, she suggested to me that if you fall in love, you can bring a girl to drink milk tea, drink one kind every day, and be with her Every day is a different day.”

Ke Han: "Oh."

The atmosphere is even more strange.

Mu Heng: "I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong."

Ke Han: "Yes."

The clerk next to him had already started whispering.

Mu Heng: "Forget it, let me tell you a question."

Ke Han: "..."

It's better than performing a split.

The atmosphere in the store finally returned to normal after Mu Heng took out his mobile phone and called up the major questions on the entrance examination paper.

……

The final account was made by Mu Heng. By the way, he also added Ke Han's social account for the reason of passing the information.

He stood at the door of the milk tea shop and watched Ke Han leave and walked into the community.

The corners of Mu Heng's lips were slightly curved, and Ke Han's nickname: Mu Mu Ke was displayed on the phone.

He would never laugh at such a nickname.

Unless you can't help it.

Two minutes later, an antique-style car with a brown top and a black bottom stopped in front of him. The man in black got off the car and leaned over to grab the handle of the balance wheel and put it on the car.

After finishing these things, he asked Mu Heng very respectfully: "Mr. Xiao Mu, are you going home?"

Mu Heng turned off the phone screen, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Go home."