you better leave me alone

After Wen Chen left, Lin Zewu stepped upstairs with the fritters and eggs that had been rejected by the other party, absently thinking about whether he should get rid of the test paper he brought home last time today.

There are so many blank test papers, no matter how you look at it tomorrow, Lao Liu will be overwhelmed with anger.

At the very least, it needs to be painted on and a few strokes of ink should be applied to create the illusion that he is actually studying.

Otherwise, Wen Chen might not have a good time tomorrow.

Lin Zewu usually goes to the supermarket to work in the afternoon or evening, and he has a whole morning to complete these homework.

——The premise is that Zhao Qian won't snatch his test paper and take it to play with paper airplanes after seeing it.

"Play by yourself after eating, I'll be busy later."

Lin Zewu fed her with a spoon, and as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qian didn't cooperate.

"I only go out in the afternoon. Is it really okay for you to be stubborn so early?" Lin Zewu complained without any ups and downs, "Where did you come from with so much energy..."

Lin Zewu felt that he was a little too talkative recently.

"Open your mouth."

Half an egg yolk was stuffed into Zhao Qian's mouth, so that she had to lower her head to drink the soy milk handed over to her, and was fed her breakfast inexplicably.

After breakfast.

Lin Zewu pondered for a moment, and finally coaxed her into the bedroom, where the Little Apple radio was fully charged and placed by the bed, babbling and singing.

While she was concentrating on other things, Lin Zewu turned and left, and closed the door with a "click" to ensure that she would not see the test papers and books.

The sound of the radio slipped through the crack of the door, and looking along the source, one could barely see Zhao Qian obediently nestling on the bed.

Lin Zewu lightly lifted the schoolbag from the back of the sofa, patted off the dust accumulated on the shell, and instantly his eyes were covered with dust.

If Lao Liu was here, one could tell at a glance that he hadn't even touched his schoolbag for a long time.

Definitely going crazy on the spot.

Gotta wipe it down.

Lin Zewu pulled out a low table from the corner, and dumped the test paper onto the table with a "wow", just as he sat down cross-legged, the mobile phone on the sofa shook like an epilepsy.

Lin Zewu leaned back and stretched his arms to bring it, only to see that Wen Chen, who had been away for less than an hour, sent him a message.

WeChat, which is like a financial official account, is alive again after asking for a rented house.

Wen Chen: How is your head teacher?

Lin Zewu propped his chin, circled the two English questions with a pen, and typed with his left hand to reply him.

Lin Zewu: I'm quite a long-winded person.

Wen Chen replied very quickly: Except for being long-winded?

Lin Zewu replied honestly: No more.

Wen Chen immediately sent another message: ... I advise you to be kind, high school student.

The corners of Lin Zewu's mouth twitched slightly, he thought seriously for more than a dozen seconds, and typed and sent the message word by word.

Lin Zewu: His surname is Liu, and he is very responsible. He wanted to visit his home a long time ago, but I was vague about it several times. This time, I failed to hand in my homework several times in a row, and I ran away under his nose, so he caught the opportunity.

Wen Chen was silent for nearly 2 minutes before sending a series of ellipses, which shows how fucked up he is inside.

Lin Zewu replied to him: Don't talk anymore, I still have something to do.

Wen Chen:?

Wen Chen went on to say: I thought you didn't have a shift this morning.

Lin Zewu: No, but I have to do my homework. I piled it up for several weeks. There are a lot of test papers, but I only have one morning.

Wen Chen was shocked.

Unexpectedly, this high school student who has to fight wits and courage to memorize fifty English words can take the initiative to explore the ocean of knowledge, which is in stark contrast to his calm "skipping class" and "not doing homework" just now.

Wen Chen: ...can finish writing in one morning?

Lin Zewu: It's okay to paint all over. [OK]

Lin Zewu: Do not disturb me, I have to concentrate on my studies.

Afterwards, Lin Zewu ran away immediately and never replied to the news.

Wen Chen understood.

Wen Chen understood.

This high school student is so diligent today, all for the sake of showing it to the head teacher tomorrow.

The cold-faced cool brother also has times when his eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, and he is indeed the legendary head teacher.

Taking advantage of the morning time, Lin Zewu finished his mathematics and English, and flipped through the rest. He really didn't have time, so he stuffed the test paper into his schoolbag, and he hid the bag under the sofa again.

After finishing all this, Lin Zewu fished Zhao Qian out of the bedroom and placed her on the sofa, where she was fed lunch.

Lin Zewu put down the bowl and hurried to the supermarket until after ten o'clock in the evening.

"Xiao Lin, take this bag back, eat it quickly, or it will rot."

Dayuan took a few bags of unsold bananas and distributed them, which happened to be distributed to Lin Zewu.

There are seven bananas in the bag, too soft and ripe to fit.

"Thanks."

"fine!"

When going out of the supermarket, a gust of cool wind swept past, the cold air squeezed in from every corner of the seams, Lin Zewu was awake on the spot, his fingertips slightly curled up.

The weather is getting cold.

Lin Zewu didn't bring a coat when he went out, and a thin and large long-sleeved sweater was stuck to his upper body. He put on the sweater hat and walked towards the house.

He didn't ride a bike today.

The farther you go to the dilapidated building, the fewer people there are on the road. Even the street lamps appear only tens of meters away. The "rustling" sound of the wind blowing leaves echoes in this quiet space.

"Bang."

Lin Zewu opened the iron door on the ground floor, and two stray cats ran away by his legs. He closed the door with his backhand, turned around and went upstairs, while slowly thinking about how to get through tomorrow smoothly.

The test paper is almost finished, Lao Liu will not ask him how high the level is, not just 40 points.

Attitude, just nod your head without talking.

Simply put, it means "shut up and be scolded".

Lin Zewu pressed his fingertips against the hard keychain and walked to the fifth floor without paying attention.

The door of Wen Chen's house was closed tightly, and there was no light at all. I don't know if he had already rested or hadn't come back at all.

Lin Zewu raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed lightly. He shrank back into his hat and didn't look at the door again.

Back home, Lin Zewu took a few clean clothes into the bathroom, and it was almost eleven o'clock after taking a hot bath.

With a dry towel on his head and a toothbrush in his mouth, Lin Zewu stood by the sink to soak his clothes.

"Om-"

"Fuck..." Lin Zewu was so startled that the toothbrush almost fell out of his mouth.

There was a sudden sound in the living room, which was so unexpected in this quiet environment, Lin Zewu seemed to be able to hear Zhao Qian's restless turning over in the bedroom.

Once Zhao Qian gets into trouble, Lin Zewu will be even more anxious.

He dropped the clothes soaked in the basin, stepped out in three steps and two steps, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and saw a name flashing cheerfully on the screen.

——Wen Chen.

Lin Zewu: "..."

The name jumped twice and was cut off, and the next second it popped out with a sense of presence.

Lin Zewu walked to the balcony, closed the door with his backhand, and then connected.

"Hey."

"Meow--"

A pure standard meow sounded a bit wild from the opposite side, and it really didn't sound like Wen Chenneng's.

Lin Zewu:? ? ?

"Brother?" Lin Zewu tentatively asked.

"Meow meow meow!"

The meowing over there instantly became intense, as if someone had stepped on its tail.

While Lin Zewu was silently thinking about the current situation, another voice suddenly appeared over there.

"Hello! Hello, do you know Wen Chen?" It was a strange male voice.

Lin Zewu frowned: "You are?"

On the other end, Zhang Xun slapped his forehead with a "slap", looked at the man sitting on the bench opposite, and said bitterly, "I'm his colleague."

The temperature was too low at night, Lin Zewu felt cold after staying on the balcony for less than a minute, and he took a step back.

"what's up?"

Zhang Xun was so abused by Chen that he almost cried. When he heard this answer, he immediately picked up his phone and said, "Brother, do you have time to pick him up? He's drinking too much tonight."