I cried, I pretended

During the winter vacation, Song Mingwang would run to Cheng Huan's house every now and then, and Grandma Cheng was used to his fuss. Seeing the two of them like this, she thought their quarrel had been reconciled, and she couldn't close her mouth when she laughed.

"Cheng Wang, why are there so many flowers and plants in your house?"

Song Mingwang squatted in the yard, looking at the various unnamed flowers and plants in the yard, feeling a little strange.

Cheng Wang held the water pipe to water the flowers and plants, and the splashing water made Song Mingwang fall into the trap unfortunately, and he got up and shook his clothes in fright.

Seeing this, Cheng Wang frowned and asked him to stand far away so as not to splash him again.

Seeing Song Mingwang grabbing the wet corner of his clothes and condemning himself with dissatisfied eyes, Cheng Wang paused, and then said: "Forget it, go to my room and get a change of clothes."

Song Mingwang went to his room and rummaged around for a while, and finally changed into a white T-shirt and a black jacket over it. The jacket still looked new, and it must have been bought not long ago.

As soon as he walked out of the house and before he entered the yard, he heard Tang Qin's loud voice.

"Brother Zhuang, let's go play with my buddies, I found a new good place, I guarantee you like it."

Immediately, Cheng Huang's unique cold voice sounded: "I won't go."

"What are you doing, you just sit in the yard watering the flowers during the good times."

Tang Tan wanted to persuade him again, but he saw a person coming out of the room, and he carefully checked if it was Song Mingwang or not.

"Fuck, what are you doing here?!" He was so scared that he rubbed his eyes several times before he could confirm, pointing at Song Mingwang in shock and almost jumping up.

Song Ming looked at a small face, and snorted coldly: "Why can't I be at Cheng Huan's house."

Tang Qin hurriedly made a begging gesture, "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, I'm here to find Brother Lu to play billiards."

Cheng Wang casually pulled out the weeds in the flower pot, shook his head and said, "I won't go, I will have a part-time job later."

Song Mingwang shrank behind Cheng Wang's back and made a face at Tang Tan, and said triumphantly, "Did you hear me, I'll let you go."

Seeing him like this, Tang Qin felt his teeth itch. A few days ago, he felt that Song Mingwang spoke a little like a normal person, but he didn't expect that he still deserved a beating.

"What is he doing in your house? When did you have such a good relationship?"

Ever since he met Cheng Wang, no one has been able to go to his house to play. Even he ran to his house to copy his homework in the second year of junior high school, and he was considered to have entered his house.

Song Mingwang poked Cheng Wang in the back, "Tell him what kind of relationship we have."

After finishing speaking, taking advantage of people not paying attention, he added in a low voice: "Keep a low profile."

What he meant by this was to tell Cheng Wang not to reveal their relationship, but to speak vaguely. After all, it would be too embarrassing if someone knew that he was in a puppy relationship.

Cheng Wang ignored their nonsense, but turned off the faucet and put the water pipes in place, and then took a look at Tang Tan, "Tell them for me that I won't go, and we will meet again another day."

Knowing that this meant chasing guests, Tang Qin asked another question without giving up before moving his feet.

"There's only one person missing. If we don't make it all up, there will be several people on the list."

Tang Qin noticed Song Mingwang, and his heart moved slightly, "Cheng Juan, you will go to work later, where is Song Mingwang?"

Cheng Huan was stunned, glanced at Song Ming, frowned slightly, obviously he also had trouble.

"I want to be with you."

Cheng Huang hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed.

Cheng Wang's part-time job is still at the book cafe last time, and Song Mingwang went there with Tian Mengmeng before.

"Go find an empty seat and sit. I will probably be busy until I change shifts around six o'clock."

Cheng Wang changed into the clothes of the clerk in the coffee shop. Against the background of his handsome and cold eyebrows, he wore clothes that looked like a certain fashion week brand, tailored to fit, tall and slender.

Song Mingwang sat on the seat, turned on the phone and set an alarm clock for six o'clock, then glanced at Cheng Luan, and gave him a look that you understand.

Cheng Huang smiled, and then went to do his own business.

Song Mingwang was not a particularly patient type, but Cheng Wang actually found a few academic journals for him to read. He was still full of doubts. Will really respond to the boss.

Because of the weekend, there were more people in the coffee shop than usual, most of them were students from nearby. Song Mingwang was sitting in the corner, with the cappuccino and chocolate cake given to him by Cheng Zhuang on the table, concentrating on it Looking at magazines.

"Is that your friend over there?"

Hearing the lady boss's question, Cheng Huang was startled, as if he was thinking about how to answer, but finally nodded without further explanation.

"Since he's your friend, you don't need to pay, just treat him as if I invited him." The proprietress patted Cheng Wang's shoulder very politely.

Cheng Huang shook his head and said, "No need, Sister Xie, I've already paid him."

"You paid him?" Sister Xie was taken aback, then smiled.

Although Cheng Wang has a cool face, he is really kind to the people around him. It is not difficult to understand why the female students who come to the store always ask him about him secretly.

After reading a few magazines, Song Mingwang glanced at the alarm clock. There were more than ten minutes to go off, so he closed the magazine and looked at Cheng Wang with a wrinkled face.

I saw that Cheng Wang was talking with a few girls. He was standing there listening to their orders, but the girls were obviously not thinking about ordering, their faces were blushing and their eyes were dodging. One of them was bolder and asked him directly: " Handsome guy, which school are you from?"

Maybe it's because it's working time, Cheng Wang didn't have a cold face, he even smiled, and there was nothing wrong with his attitude towards customers.

"It's not from No.[-] Middle School anyway."

The girl looked surprised, and asked, "How do you know we are from No. [-] Middle School?"

This time Cheng Wang answered very briefly: "School uniform."

"Then you are from No. [-] Middle School, right? Do you want to add a Wechat so that we can chat and be friends?" She said as she was about to take out her Wechat.

Cheng Wang paused, then said lightly and refused, "No need."

Out of the corner of his eye, he had already noticed someone staring at him viciously, as if he would jump out and make a scene in the next moment.

"Why, do you have a girlfriend?"

Cheng Huan frowned, meaning he didn't want to say more, "You can say that."

"Ah..." The girl couldn't hide the disappointment on her face, but she cheered up again in the next second, and said half-jokingly: "Then can I get a love number plate?"

Cheng Huan frowned even tighter, and said coldly, "I'm sorry."

When Cheng Wang changed his clothes and walked in front of Song Mingwang, the alarm clock just rang, showing that it was exactly six o'clock, no more than one second, no less.

Song Ming looked at him with a cold face, folded his arms with his hands and raised his chin to look at him.

Cheng Wang felt a little funny, "Why are you staring at me?"

Song Mingwang snorted.

Cheng Wang turned off the non-stop alarm clock on his mobile phone, and explained: "I didn't time out."

Song Mingwang pouted.

Cheng Wang pressed the phone with one hand, and tilted his head slightly to watch him, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"You're still jealous."

Song Mingwang sneered: "I have never had such inferior emotions as jealousy in my mental representation since I was born."

"Then what are you doing now? Happy?"

Song Mingwang twitched the corners of his mouth, smirked and said, "Of course, can't you see it?"

Cheng Wang smiled: "I can't tell."

Song Mingwang belongs to the type who is very angry and forgetful. After returning home, he took a shower and went into the room. He had already forgotten about being angry today, not to mention that he was really satisfied with Cheng Wang's final performance.

So he lay on the bed and sent a message to Cheng Wang, asking him if he had reviewed his English. The English class teacher would organize an exam, but it was not a big exam, it was just a small class test.

The winter vacation results have been sent to everyone's mobile phones. Song Mingwang is no surprise that he still occupies the No. 1 grade. Except for Chinese, he has perfect scores in all subjects, and even Chinese has improved a lot compared to last time. At least this time the composition is not too off topic. .

But Cheng Wang's results were beyond his expectation, he finally got rid of the bottom few and reached the middle level, but he was serious about subjects, and almost all the English reading questions were wiped out, but he got a lot of multiple-choice questions right.

"Have you told others about your test scores, such as Tang Tan and the others?"

The other side quickly sent back a message: "No, tell them what to do."

Song Mingwang secretly rejoiced: "Then you just told me?"

"Ah."

Song Mingwang looked at the word "um" and felt happy in his heart, and sent another kiss emoji, but after sending it, he felt that Cheng Wang's profile picture was not pleasing to the eye.

I began to secretly think that other couples have couple portraits, wouldn't they be out of date if they don't have one.

I searched a lot of pictures on the Internet, but none of them were satisfactory. They were all well-edited pictures of Internet celebrities. The cartoon ones didn’t fit Cheng Wang’s temperament, so after much deliberation, I decided to take pictures myself.

But what to shoot?

It was obviously impossible to slap his own face, it was too ostentatious, Song Mingwang looked left and right on his body, and finally landed on his hand.

He carefully observed his hands, his posture was eager to formulate the best angle, and then he compared them with a V straight upright.

Finally, choose to send, close the window, and you will be done in one go.

There will be a message back soon: "?"

Song Mingwang: "Does it look good?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

Song Mingwang: "It looks good and I'll give you a profile picture, you're welcome."

Cheng Huan: "..."

Song Mingwang: "If you feel embarrassed to accept it, you can give me another one as a return gift."

Cheng Wang: "Why did you suddenly think of asking me to change my avatar?"

Song Ming looked forward to death without opening his mouth.

Cheng Wang over there should have guessed his thoughts to some extent, and he didn't reply after a few minutes, and then he saw that he had changed it.

Song Ming was delighted: "What about my gift in return?"

Cheng Wang exposed him mercilessly, "You want to make an avatar too?"

Song Mingwang replied vaguely: "...there is a slight possibility."

Cheng Huan didn't reply to the message, Song Mingwang browsed Weibo for a while boredly, and saw a message pop up.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Song Mingwang was stunned, how could he have forgotten this, the two of them had similar avatars, so it was impossible to arouse everyone's suspicion, and when he thought of others knowing about his puppy love, he felt that he had fallen.

He obviously swore not long ago that he would never fall in love early, and falling in love would affect his studies.

Now it seems to be true, falling in love does affect his IQ, he didn't notice such an obvious thing, it was Cheng Wang who discovered it first.

But after thinking about it, he felt wrong, because his Chinese score has improved a lot. Although he is also the first in the grade, his total score is much higher than before.

In the end, Cheng Wang was replaced, while Song Mingwang remained the original avatar.

There are still three or four days before the start of school, and it has completely entered the countdown stage, and the class is often very lively at this time.

"No ghosts, you can trade."

"Squad leader, lend me your chemistry homework to copy."

"Help, who knows how to write the last big question in the third volume of mathematics."

"Class representative, should I hand in the Chinese composition as soon as I arrive, or after the morning self-study, can you forgive me for a little time? I obviously wrote the result and my sister tore it up. Really believe me, I didn't lie."

"Have you reviewed the exams at the beginning of the term? Can the monitor tell the teacher about the delay? As long as we are given three days, we can create miracles."

"Is Brother Lu here? Didn't you get all the English multiple-choice questions right last time? My brother is messing with you, and the answer is correct."

"..."

There were more than a dozen messages after that, and it was only when Tang Tan's messages were about to be drowned out that Cheng Wang answered slowly.

"I sent you."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"But why did you change your profile picture? It didn't seem like this before."

One stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and the class immediately exploded.

"You didn't tell me that I didn't notice it. It was indeed changed. Is it your hand? Brother Zhuang? Why do you compare it?"

"I don't think it looks like it. Brother Wang's hands are bigger."

"Why are your eyes so sharp? Why can't I see it?"

The more Song Mingwang read the news, the more terrified he became. Who would have known that others could spot the clue at a glance.

Obviously, there is only a hand that is not fully exposed on the head portrait, and there is a "v" in front of the camera. Most people will not carefully distinguish whose hand it is, let alone such a pervert who carefully observes the size of other people's hands.

"Brother Zhuang, are you in love, is it your girlfriend's hand?"

"How is it possible? How can a woman have such big hands, and she looks like a man at first glance."

"..."

"After all, I still think it's Brother Wang's hand."

Song Mingwang looked more and more guilty, and poked Cheng Wang in a private chat: "You should change your avatar back."

"what happened?"

"I feel like something's going wrong..."

"Ah."

He was very obedient over there, but Song Mingwang felt a faint sense of loss, and he was melancholy that he really changed without saying a few words, it seemed that he really didn't like it.

As a result, he picked up his phone and looked at the profile picture again, and found that Cheng Wang's profile picture had indeed changed, but it hadn't changed back to the original one.

On the head portrait is the ceramic orange cat that I gave him last time, with a naive, chubby figure and round eyes, it looks very cute, but it doesn't fit the cold impression of Cheng Wang.

"Changed."

There was another message.

Song Mingwang happily rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, and finally tapped on the keyboard.

He decided to use the secrets of acting like a baby that he learned before at this time, otherwise he would learn it in vain, just as typing on a mobile phone is not so embarrassing.

"Okay, I like the new avatar very much, the kitten is so cute, and the person who gave it to you has a good eye."

Song Mingwang carefully checked that the modal particle was not repeated, and then calmly clicked the send button.

As long as it is a male animal, there is basically no one who can't eat this set.

The other side quickly sent back a message, "Change to your normal number."

Song Ming looked up and said: "The profile picture is good, I have read it."