you better leave me alone

According to Lao Liu, the midterm exam will be in less than half a month.

The mid-term exams came unexpectedly. Not long after Mingyue exams passed, the shadow of home visits still hangs over Lin Zewu's head.

Every day after Lin Zewu exhausted himself from work, he would lie down on the floor after returning home. Every time before he fell asleep, the shadow of home visits played its huge role in every way——Lin Zewu would always think of Wen Chen when he closed his eyes. word app.

As a result, Lin Zewu abruptly got up and memorized a few pages of vocabulary, always preparing to show them the average score of 50 in the midterm exam.

Otherwise, there would be a long-winded old Liu in the school, and Wen Chen downstairs who valued his studies very much.

Lin Zewu almost couldn't bear the daily enemy.

The previous promise to put up the wallpaper for Wen Chen was also on the agenda, and Wen Chen was usually so busy that his feet never touched the floor, the wallpaper piled up in the corner was motionless, even covered with a layer of dust.

someday.

Before Wen Chen left, he handed over the key to him, gave him a meaningful look, and left with his bag.

"Bangdang."

After the door was closed, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Lin Zewu breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and began to tidy up the wallpaper that Wen Chen hadn't touched for eight years.

Twenty minutes later, the phone vibrated by his leg, Lin Zewu looked down and found that the person who had just walked away had sent him a message.

Wen Chen: wifi password[email protected]＊＊

Lin Zewu was silent for a moment, ready to pretend he didn't see it.

The phone shook again.

Wen Chen: I know you saw it, don't pretend to be dead.

Lin Zewu held back for a while, but didn't hold back.

Lin Zewu: Concentrate on driving.

Wen Chen: I'm here.

Wen Chen: Otherwise, why do you think I rent this room?

Wen Chen's complacency can be felt through the screen.

Lin Zewu: I don’t have time, I’m going to school after putting up the wallpaper.

Wen Chen: Good class, stop putting up wallpaper, go to class now. [/OK]

Lin Zewu: It's not class, it's rehearsal.

Wen Chen:?

Lin Zewu: Performing at the Art Festival.

Acting as a tree whose whole body is wrapped airtight, you can get away in less than half an hour, and you can count people's heads.

It's a good job.

Wen Chen sat in the office chair and was slightly dazed. He was a little unfamiliar with this kind of activity.

I heard that Chen did not participate in this kind of activities in school. Before the second year of high school, he was rebellious outside, crazier than wild dogs, and ran to the police station every three days. After the second year of high school, he changed his mind and started a new life. He studied for more than ten hours a day. He Xi.

Seeing that he had not returned for a long time, Lin Zewu said: I will find time to study, goodbye.

He wasn't talking nonsense, Lin Zewu packed up and rushed to school after pasting up the wallpaper for an hour.

Being a tree does not take time, you just need to memorize the location. Lin Zewu sat idly by the stage, with his "bark" beside his legs.

The protagonist in the center of the stage is playing against each other, stumbling and shy and embarrassed.

A few tall and burly boys passed by the side door, discussing the midterm exam. When they saw Lin Zewu, they stopped and exchanged winks.

"You go."

"I don't, you go..."

"Fuck | Your mother." The man who was pushed out in the middle cursed.

Lin Zewu concentrated on thinking about how to toss Wen Chen's wallpaper for a while, and also thinking about what to buy on the way back.

"A Ze, Ah Ze!" The boy ran over.

Lin Zewu raised his head and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

He scratched his short hair in embarrassment: "That's right, what, do you have any tricks for the midterm exam?"

Lin Zewu: "No trick, take the test casually."

"I have a trick." The boy approached mysteriously, and took out a note from his arms, "Do you want to join the group or not? It's 20 yuan a course, and it's absolutely no problem to pass."

Lin Zewu glanced at it, half of his eyebrows raised slightly: "If you catch it, you will drop out of school. I still want a high school diploma."

"What's the use of a high school diploma?"

Lin Zewu crushed the note and stuffed it back into his palm, warning him: "It's more useful than your junior high school diploma, hide it well, and don't bring things to me."

The man's face was distorted, because Lin Zewu was usually too arrogant, he didn't dare to speak harshly, and called people to leave with curses.

"A Ze! Come here, there is a small bench at this point, just sit on it for 10 minutes." Li Xun greeted him from afar.

Lin Zewu lifted the bark, ready to sit there.

Li Xun didn't hear the answer, turned his head and saw the bad boys who left, his skin tightened immediately, and the suffocation feeling of being blocked by the golden hair in the corner returned.

He ran over in three steps and two steps, looked at those people vigilantly, and said, "Why did they come to you? They are not looking for trouble, are they?"

Lin Zewu: "No, go to rehearsal."

Li Xun took two steps and turned his head, trembling as if walking on thin ice for the next two hours.

After being a tree for half an hour, Lin Zewu pinched some points, and then climbed over the wall and walked over the wall, buying half a chicken on the way home.

After returning home, he stewed the chicken, which was estimated to take several hours. Lin Zewu went to the bedroom to see Zhao Qian, who was sleeping like a dead man with his pillow in his arms.

It was said that it would rain for more than half a month, Lin Zewu closed the window lightly, leaving only a small crack.

Zhao Qian didn't move, and was deeply buried in the quilt.

After everything was ready, he went downstairs to clean Chen's wallpaper.

Six pm.

Wen Chen pushed the door and entered, muttering "It's raining forever", put away the umbrella and looked up, looking at the waste paper all over the floor, the words were broken in his mouth, and the vegetables in his hand "slapped" on the ground.

"Brother?" Lin Zewu was startled.

"……These?"

Wen Chen kicked away the piece of paper in front of his feet, and the piece of paper floated twice in the air before falling down again.

Lin Zewu was sitting in the pile of waste paper, so busy that he couldn't speak to him in embarrassment.

Wen Chen closed the door expressionlessly.

"Boom."

Lin Zewu stood up and wanted to explain.

Wen Chen said first: "Aren't you rehearsing?"

Lin Zewu: "Half an hour will be fine."

"Oh." Wen Chen nodded, "So you come back and continue to help me with stickers, right?"

Wen Chen pointed around, saw something, paused suddenly, and pulled out a piece of paper from under the sofa.

Wen Chen: "..."

Lin Zewu said straightly: "I can explain."

Wen Chen raised his hand: "No, come here and memorize 50 words to calm me down. If you don't memorize, you will double it tomorrow. Anyway, you have a midterm exam, so it's good to memorize more."

Lin Zewu: "..."

Lin Zewu rolled up the remaining wallpaper and stacked it neatly on the corner of the table, then stood up and walked out calmly.

Lin Zewu said politely: "I'll go back and look at the soup at home."

Wen Chen leaned against the door frame, not moving, watching him walk towards the door.Lin Zewu took two steps, he had to stop like a needle on his back.

Lin Zewu suddenly became angry. No one cared about him since he was a child. If he should be beaten or bumped into a wall, if he didn't fall, it was his own pain.

He was low-browed and pleasing to Wen Chen enough, and the rebellious heart in his bones was finally suppressed.

"You smoke." Lin Zewu turned and sat on the sofa, "Smoke whatever you want."

Wen Chen raised his eyebrows: "So confident?"

Lin Zewu: "Whether I can recite it or not is my business."

Wen Chen was silent for a few seconds, realized something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "Are you angry?"

"No."

That is angry.

Wen Chen thought for a moment and said, "If you pass all the midterm exams, I will take you to a place."

Lin Zewu: "I can't get away."

"One-day trip, I will return in the evening." Wen Chen said, "Stay for one night at most, charter a car to and fro, eat and live freely, free VIP suite."

Hearing that Chen was exaggerating, then his voice changed——

"But you need to work hard."

Lin Zewu said dumbly: "How can you be sure that I can't pass all the exams?"

Wen Chen leaned against the wall, and there was a line of inquiry that no one saw in his eyes hidden behind the lens.

When Lin Zewu looked over without knowing why, Wen Chen put a smile on his face again.

"In this way, if you pass all the exams, I won't force you to memorize words."