Thousand-layer routine of green tea as the essence [e-sports]

"Hey! Zhou Yu, what a coincidence."

"Zhang Hao? You play ball early in the morning?"

Mu Huanxing took his order of plain noodles from the cafeteria window, and backed away without a trace. The boy who ran over next to him had a strong smell of sweat, so bad that he lost his appetite for breakfast. up.

Unexpectedly, the more he retreated, the more the two walked this way, the boy named Zhou Yu accidentally bumped into him: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay, classmate?"

"It's okay, stay away from me." Mu Huanxing lowered his head to protect the noodle bowl and hurried away.

"Damn it, isn't this the newly transferred art student? His temper is so bad, Zhou Yu, you have to be careful, he seems to be sitting behind you." Zhang Hao said loudly.

Zhou Yu stuffed a mouthful of egg pancakes into his mouth: "Really? I didn't pay much attention."

On the way back to the classroom after breakfast, he picked up the clothes that had just been rubbed in disgust and smelled them.

No smell of sweat, but a little bit of milky fragrance.

Weird.

That Zhou Yu hasn't been weaned yet?

He sat back in his seat and puffed his mouth, thinking a bit meanly. The thick and long bangs covered most of his face. His face was originally round and short, and his head was small, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. It makes people feel gloomy and unpleasant.

There was a two-hour lunch and break time at noon at school, and Mu Huanxing was too lazy to go home, so he fell asleep on his seat after eating.

He needs a very quiet environment to fall asleep, and it is difficult to fall asleep, and the quality of sleep is also poor. He estimates that he will spend half of the two hours with his eyes closed to prepare for sleep.

He just felt that his consciousness was gradually drifting and he was about to fall asleep, when suddenly a deliberately low voice rustled in his ears: "Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu, don't sleep, don't sleep! Play ball, hurry up, I'm missing you!" .”

Mu Huanxing was furious, he looked up anxiously only to see him push the chair away from the front desk and the person who just spoke walked out of the classroom with a smile.

It's annoying, this is Zhou Yu.I can hear his name eight hundred times a day.

That night during the self-study, as expected, this situation happened again. Mu Huanxing was concentrating on solving the last question of the math test paper, when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of "呵啦" when the chair was moved in front of him.

"Zhou Yu, can you teach me this question?" The girl from the next group leaned over and asked him at the front desk.

Mu Huanxing glanced up.

Do you need someone to teach you to do the first big question?The brain is filled with water?

He let out a "sneer" indifferently, and looked down at the question again, but he couldn't remember the inspiration just now.

Annoying, on the third day of transfer, the experience is extremely bad.

Mu Huanxing subconsciously wrote two words on the draft paper. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had written Zhou Yu, so he quickly blacked it out with a pen.

"Look at me again with that smug look, I twisted your head off and kicked it like a ball, did you hear that?!"

In the forest path next to the small basketball court behind the school, several boys surrounded a thin figure.

"Who is that, what is your name Mu? Did you make a noise? Did you hear that?" Someone came over and kicked him.

Mu Huanxing huddled into a ball on the ground, refusing to make any sound.

"Forget it, it's boring, it's like a rock, let's go."

After the group of boys finally left, it took a while before he raised his head and wiped the broken corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Suddenly, a napkin was passed in front of her, it was clean and white.

The milky fragrance that I had smelled before came back, this time it was a little lighter, and it seemed to have other smells, I couldn't tell, but it smelled good.

"Here." The owner of the napkin whispered, "Student, use this to wipe, the clothes are not clean, they will..."

"Don't meddle in your own business!" Mu Huanxing was startled by his approaching voice, stood up vigilantly, "Stay away from me."

Only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was Zhou Yu, that annoying spirit.

Zhou Yu also seemed to be frightened by him, he didn't speak for a long time, he stuffed the tissue back into the package, bent down and put the whole package at his feet in front of him: "Then, put the tissue here."

After speaking, he ran away quickly.

Hold.

The place where Mu Huanxing's mouth was wiped by his sleeve really hurt. He stared at the tissue on the ground, but couldn't help picking it up and took one to wipe the wound.

Very soft.

He put it under his nose again and sniffed.

Not this smell.

Mu Huanxing frowned.

The smell just now should have come from Zhou Yu.

Big men are so sweet.

Phantom.

There was heavy rain on Tuesday night, and it didn't stop until Wednesday morning, and there is a tendency to intensify.

Mu Huanxing stood at the door of his house, the water curtain in front of him poured into it, making it impossible for him to see clearly the small shop across the street.

"Dudu-"

Suddenly, a black Maybach stopped in front of him, splashing a piece of sewage on the ground, which almost wet Mu Huanxing's pants.

He stepped back a little, and the car door opened in front of him immediately.

He looked up and saw clearly that sitting in the car was Mu Ze, his half-brother.

Mu Ze looked him up and down: "Mu Huanxing? Get in the car and take you to school."

Mu Huanxing was a little surprised.

As for this younger brother, he had only heard about it from his mother, and had never seen it before.They have the same father, but they are completely different.

He hesitated for a moment, and got into the car amidst Mu Ze's friendly smile.

The car started, and the smell of high-grade incense inside enveloped Mu Huanxing, and the soft and comfortable seat under him made him a little at a loss.

"Just stop here and get out of the car."

After driving for about a few minutes, Mu Ze suddenly said.

Mu Huanxing was stunned.

This is not a school.

It's the opposite direction to go to school, and it's a bit far from his home.

It was still pouring rain outside.

"Get out of the car, bastard! Get off, Uncle Lao, quickly throw him down!" Mu Ze was surprised to see him not moving for a long time, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

It was the first time that the word bastard entered Mu Huanxing's mind, his heart trembled violently, he pursed his lips, opened the car door and ran out.

The overwhelming rain quickly drenched him. There were no shops or trees on this side, and there was no place for him to shelter from the rain.

Mu Ze's car drove away quickly, leaving only a trail of exhaust fumes.

Mu Huanxing walked towards the school in the cold rain with his schoolbag in his arms.

"classmate!"

Someone behind him yelled again, but he didn't stop.

"Hey! Classmate! Stop, classmate! Are you in X!"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him with the crisp bell of the bicycle, blocking his way.

Zhou Yu's face caught his eyes from the dense rain: "Student, why don't you bring an umbrella? Get in the car, I'll take you for a ride."

Just as Mu Huanxing was about to say it's none of your business, he suddenly remembered the scent on him.

By the time he realized it, he had already sat in the back seat of Zhou Yu's car.

"Student, lift up my raincoat and get in, or you'll catch a cold when you get to school." Zhou Yu turned to him without stepping on his bicycle.

Mu Huanxing didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so he took off Zhou Yu's raincoat according to what he said.

The raincoat is for one person, but it is an adult style, and it can barely cover the two teenagers, but it is also barely.

"You put your arms around me and get closer, otherwise your back and your schoolbag will get wet."

The raincoat was very narrow, and his vision was dark, but the thin waist in front of him was very clear in his eyes.

In the narrow space, the unique milky aroma that belonged to Zhou Yu poured into Mu Huanxing's nasal cavity, occupying every trace of his sense of smell.

He reached out and hugged the waist in front of him, and in the next second, his hand was grabbed and pulled forward by Zhou Yu's hand: "Hold tight."

The two of them were close together, and he could even feel Zhou Yu's body temperature spreading to his face, arms and palms through the not-so-thick school uniform jacket.

Why does this person look like a cat, with such a high body temperature.

The waist is really thin.

He lowered his eyes and thought.

"Are you going to the cafeteria or to the class?" Zhou Yu asked when he arrived at the school.

"The canteen." After Mu Huanxing finished speaking, the car stopped at the entrance of the canteen.

He got out of the car and bought a bowl of plain noodles.

"Are the noodles delicious?" Zhou Yu asked him with his meal card.

"it is good……"

"Zhou Yu! Why did you come here! The old class is looking for you, hurry up!"

Before Mu Huanxing could answer, Zhou Yu was dragged away by others.

He got stuck in the middle of a sentence, squeezed the paper rice bowl, and almost squeezed out the soup inside.

At noon, he was still lying on the table like the previous two days, but he couldn't calm himself down.

He changed his sleeping position several times, and finally he couldn't hold back his heart. He lay on his stomach facing the front and opened his eyes.

Zhou Yu also seems to be taking a nap, which is quite rare.

Part of his school uniform jacket was caught by the desk, and the hem did not fall down, revealing a white waistline.

Mu Huanxing stared at it for a long time, and couldn't help but took out his mobile phone to secretly take a picture.

As soon as he saved the photo, two boys walked up in front of him, and Mu Huanxing quickly put away his phone.

It turned out that the two boys did not come to him.

"Zhou Yu, play ball!"

"Oh... good." Zhou Yu was woken up, his voice was still a little bit sleepy, with a slight nasal sound.

Mu Huanxing pretended to be asleep until they walked out of the classroom.

He raised his head and squinted.

Excuse me, is there no one playing ball in X?The name is Zhou Yu.

For the next day, Mu Huanxing couldn't help but look at the front desk, but unfortunately his school uniform was never lifted up again.

In the evening self-study, the Chinese teacher has something to do, so I changed it with math temporarily, and I still sent them a set of papers to do.

"Zhou Yu... I can't do it anymore, can you explain this question for me?"

The girls in the next group still came to ask questions with papers.

Mu Huanxing raised his eyelids.

Oh, I made a little progress this time, so I didn't come until the second question.

The corners of his lips drooped, and he didn't realize that his lips were almost pursed into an inverted half arc.

On Thursday morning, Mu Huanxing lifted the quilt and saw a mess of pants, he was still a little dazed.

But the memories that followed, the face full of joy and sweat in the dream, and the waist that was so white that it dazzled his eyes all reminded him how much he did in the dream last night. Ridiculous thing.

Mu Huanxing blushed and quickly changed his pants, washed them secretly and hung them on the balcony.

Zhou Yu.

He went back to the bathroom and poured a lot of cold water on his face, only then did he recover.

Oh shit.

Really bewitched.

It was still early, so Mu Huanxing took a detour and walked to the corner where Mu Ze left him last time.

It was a sunny day, and the sun came early in the morning. Mu Huanxing couldn't stand the sun, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes and looked around.

Why haven't you come yet?

over slept?

It was too late for him to wait, and the expected figure on a bicycle never appeared.

Mu Huanxing had no choice but to run all the way to school by himself, but fortunately he was not late.

After morning self-study, the seat at the front table was empty.

After the first class, the front desk was still empty.

Until the second class, Mu Huanxing couldn't help poking the classmate on the left: "Hey, do you know why Zhou Yu didn't come?"

"Ah?" The fat guy on the left was startled, "Oh, he seems to have some business in the morning to ask for leave."

"Mu Huanxing! What are you muttering about? You answer this question!"

The chemistry teacher thought he was not pleasing to the eye, and he came to the top of the exam for a week, except for the chemistry crane tail, and immediately walked off the podium and stared at him.

Mu Huanxing was not interested in chemistry, and he was even less interested in this teacher. He stood up in front of the whole class and said, "I didn't attend the class, I won't."

Then he was invited to stand outside the classroom.

It was still a strange thing for him.

Mu Huanxing was leaning against the wall with one leg cocked, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in school uniform from the corner of his eye. He quickly stood at attention, and turned his head to face the other side.

I was bumped into the first time I was punished, what a bad luck.

Zhou Yu didn't even look at him, and walked straight into the classroom: "Report, teacher."

"Well, come in."

Mu Huanxing was stunned for a long time before realizing that he was being ignored.

Zhou Yu probably didn't remember him at all.

His face darkened immediately, and he stared at the back of the front desk for the whole afternoon.

It's evening self-study again, and the math teacher is still in class.

Mu Huanxing finished all the optional items in the paper in one breath, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

He looked at the first question of the big question that was half written, picked up the correction tape and erased it all, and then poked the back of the front desk with a pen.

Zhou Yu finally turned around as he wished: "?"

"I'm not very good at this question, can you teach me?" Mu Huanxing's eyes only stayed on his face for a moment, then he quickly put it back on the paper.

"Okay, this question is quite simple." Zhou Yu pulled the chair closer.

Mu Huanxing's throat rolled.

It smells good.

The lips are so pretty.

I don't know if it is as soft as in the dream.

On Friday, Mu Huanxing was in a bad mood.

In the morning, Mu Ze swaggered and drove downstairs to their house.

This is not the root cause of his bad mood.

The root cause is what he said: "Bastard, lucky you, my grandma agreed to let you study in my school, and you can finally leave this poor public school. How are you, are you happy?"

He is going to transfer schools.

The school after the transfer is across an entire city from here, and there may be no chance to see Zhou Yu again.

Mu Huanxing's low air pressure made him even more cloudy, and his classmates gave way to him one after another.

After the evening self-study get out of class, he finally couldn't hold back and called Zhou Yu to stop: "I have something to tell you, can you come with me?"

Zhou Yu followed him to the grove behind the school with a puzzled look on his face.

Mu Huanxing closed his eyes, and went through the drafts he had typed all day in his head several times, but only four words remained in his mouth: "I like you."

After he finished speaking, he cautiously raised his head to look at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu was stunned.

Zhou Yu was confused.

Zhou Yu turned pale with shock.

Mu Huanxing's heart sank fiercely, he didn't care to move forward to pull Zhou Yu's clothes to kiss his lips, but he was pushed back hard and fell to the ground.

"Hiss..." With his hands on the plastic particles on the track, Mu Huanxing gasped in pain.

Zhou Yu's voice trembled: "Yes, I'm sorry...I, I'm sorry."

Then the person ran away.

On Monday of the second week, Zhou Yu belatedly looked behind and found that the desk was empty.

The owner of the desk is gone.

"A bastard is a bastard, remember to detour when you see us in the future, or I will beat you every time I see you!"

On the first day of moving to the new school, Mu Huanxing was blocked in the toilet by Mu Ze and his brother and beat him up.

The corner of his mouth was broken again, he subconsciously raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood, and suddenly stopped.

He reached out and touched the pocket of his trousers, and there was actually a pack of tissues inside.

Mu Huanxing took out the paper towels only to find that it was the bag that Zhou Yu gave him last time. It had been put in his pants and he forgot to take it. It had been washed and re-dried together with his pants. The paper was all tangled up. It's useless.

Fortunately, the packaging was strong enough, otherwise he would be scolded if it was broken in the washing machine.

Mu Huanxing looked down at the package of paper.

After ten minutes or so, he threw the paper into the trash can, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and left.

Three minutes later, Mu Huanxing ran back to the trash can just now, bent down and rummaged for a long time, picked up the paper he had thrown away, patted the ashes on it, stuffed it back into his pocket, pursed his lips and left .

作者有话要说：梦开始的地方。感谢在2021-01-0517:02:20~2021-01-0822:38:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Languagua;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I will give one to the big brother for the shark;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!