The trap of the school grass bamboo horse

After mid-October, it got dark earlier and earlier.

Shen Hang and Yin Zifeng came home from school together. When they walked to the gate of the community, the blue sky had turned into a deep blue.

The sky dimmed, and the lights in the residential buildings were lit up one after another.

After Shen Hang went home and had dinner, while his parents were cleaning up at home, he took the exercise paper and asked Yin Zifeng for advice, then ran to the next door and knocked on the door of Grandma Yin's house.

October in N City is the golden time. In the evening, the weather is neither too hot nor too cold, and the autumn is pleasant. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus wafts in the air, which is very suitable for the elderly to take a walk.

Shen Hang deliberately took the time when Grandpa Yin and Grandma Yin went out for a walk after dinner to deliver a letter to Yin Zifeng.

Although the two lived very close to each other, they would not visit each other after they returned home.

On the one hand, Grandpa Yin is not in good health recently, and Shen Hang's family is too embarrassed to come to disturb him too much.

On the other hand, Shen Hang and Yin Zifeng's academic performance is quite different, and it is far-fetched to say that the reason for learning from each other is far-fetched.

Therefore, Yin Zifeng was a little surprised that Shen Hang came to his door tonight.

Seeing Shen Hang standing outside the anti-theft door, Yin Zifeng paused for a moment before opening the door for him: "Why are you here? My grandma and my grandfather went out for a walk."

Yin Zifeng was wearing a pure white T-shirt and light gray slacks at home, obviously he would change his school uniform immediately at home.Shen Hang glanced at the school uniform he hadn't changed yet, and sighed in his heart that Yin Zifeng is really a fastidious person.

"I know, I'll just come and sit for a while, and I'll be back right away." Shen Hang kicked off his shoes, changed into slippers, and followed Yin Zifeng into the living room, "I have a personal matter with you. Your grandma and your grandfather No, I was just talking."

"Since it's a private matter, come and sit in my room." Yin Zifeng said, and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for Shen Hang.

Since Yin Zifeng moved here, it was the first time for Shen Hang to enter this separate room.

While Yin Zifeng went to pour water, he carefully looked up and down the room.

The room is not big, about ten square meters, very similar to Shen Hang's room layout, but much neater than his "kennel".

As soon as you enter the door, there is a vertical log wardrobe against the corner.

Half a meter away from the closet is a log desk facing the window.

The desktop was tidy and tidy. On the left were various textbooks, workbooks, two dictionaries, and even a few books on economics, law, etc. that were not related to high school studies; on the right were a laptop and a transparent tempered glass. A glass cup, and a math exercise book spread out on the empty table in the middle.

Shen Hang walked over to take a glance, and found that the exercise booklet had been turned to the last few pages.

Obviously, Yin Zifeng's current practice questions are much faster than the teacher's teaching progress.

Shen Hang couldn't help but secretly worshiped the school bully in his heart, and then continued to look around the room.

Looking forward along the line of sight, there are two windows facing the tabletop, which have been wiped very clean.

Light blue curtains with white star patterns flutter from time to time in the autumn evening breeze, and occasionally a pot of elegant asparagus bamboo can be seen covered by the curtains.

This room has a very "Yin Zifeng" feeling at first glance, simple and clean yet revealing a touch of low-key refinement.

"Your room is so clean!" Shen Hang sat down on the chair in front of the desk, looking brightly at Yin Zifeng who came in with a cup of chrysanthemum tea: "It looks much more comfortable than mine."

Yin Zifeng has been harassed by Shen Hang for more than a month, and finally he is not as cold as when he first started school.

With no parents around at the moment, he is more relaxed.

After he touched the heat on the wall of the cup, he gently put the cup in front of Shen Hang, but he joked: "If you clean it up often, it must be very clean."

Suddenly being ridiculed by Yin Zifeng, the thick-skinned Shen Hang also felt embarrassed, scratched his head, squinted his eyes and laughed:

"Come on, don't leave any pot unopened. I'm not a careful person. Besides, there are very few boys who love cleanliness like you."

Yin Zifeng lowered his head and smiled, then took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his handsome nose. There was a faint imprint on the bridge of his nose that was pressed by the glasses, and he looked a little tired: "Tell me, what can I do for you today."

"It's nothing serious." Shen Hang took out a letter from his trouser pocket and handed it to Yin Zifeng. The letter, which was originally flat and neat, was already rolled up after being carried by Shen Hang for more than two hours. "Here you are. Liu Qiqi from the first class." Let me pass on your love letter."

Yin Zifeng stared at the letter blankly for a few seconds, then pushed it back to Shen Hang without hesitation: "No. Don't collect it for me in the future."

"Damn it! Why don't you pay it back after looking at it?" Yin Zifeng's indifference and determination in dealing with such matters surprised Shen Hang, "It was written to you by someone else."

"Why do I have to watch it?" Yin Zifeng didn't wear glasses, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "I don't even know who this girl is. Does she have something to do with me?"

"Hey, I said. You are right, but you are...too unreasonable?" Shen Hang knows that Yin Zifeng's temper is relatively cold. When you want to approach him, you must be prepared to be caught by him at any time. Prepare for sarcasm and stabbing.

Yin Zifeng smiled meaningfully: "You are really nosy. If you have that time, why not do more English listening."

Shen Hang's body trembled, and he said a little madly: "Emma, ​​if you don't watch it, don't watch it. Why are you bringing this up? It's so disappointing!" English listening is a major difficulty for Shen Hang.

In the last trial test, Shen Hang didn't even get half of the listening score.

Seeing Shen Hang's sad face, Yin Zifeng felt that his goal had been achieved, and he felt inexplicably better, smiling with crooked brows and eyes, as if he could see a starlight in his eyes.

If I'm not happy, you're happy, right?Shen Hang muttered something in his heart, but he didn't really mind Yin Zifeng's ridicule.

Shen Hang didn't care about Yin Zifeng's character of "rose with thorns" who was always ready to stab someone.

In his opinion, as long as his character is not mean, no matter what kind of temper he has, he can be friends with him.

Seeing Shen Hang's frown, Yin Zifeng became interested in chatting: "Don't talk about me. What about you, are you going to chase Chen Jiahui?"

"Where is this all going on? Why is it all about Chen Jiahui?" Shen Hang raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, innocent and irritable.

"She's the school girl, aren't you tempted?" Yin Zifeng looked at Shen Hang with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

"What's wrong with the school belle? I'm not a face controler. I haven't spoken a few words to her, and I'm not familiar with her at all. Besides, if my mother knows that I dare to fall in love early, she must tear me apart from the flesh to the bones! "Shen Hang recalled the way his mother raised her eyes and akimbo to give a lecture, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help twitching twice.

Yin Zifeng was amused by his rare cowardly look, the clear pupils blended light and dark, and the thin petal lips naturally turned up, revealing the white and neat teeth, which immediately blinded Shen Hang's eyes.

——Bright eyes and white teeth, a smile blossoms.

This sentence naturally appeared in Shen Hang's mind like a scrolling screen, with a cool flash effect.

Shen Hang was dizzy from Yin Zifeng's smile, and blurted out: "What's more, I think you look much better than Chen Jiahui."

This was said very seriously, no joke at all.

As soon as the words came out, the two looked at each other, both stunned.

The atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment.

Realizing that it was inappropriate to compare Yin Zifeng with the girl he had a crush on, Shen Hang touched his nose guiltily, and forcibly changed the subject: "Uh, your math exercise book is almost finished. It feels like you have been working from morning to night They are all studying hard.”

Yin Zifeng's face was as usual, but his ears were a little red. He wiped the glasses on the side, put them on again, and then raised his head. Do."

Speaking of the latter, I don't know if it was Shen Hang's illusion, but he felt a touch of loneliness in Yin Zifeng's voice.

Shen Hang felt blocked when he heard it, and said, "You said this. I will play with you in the future, so don't refuse."

Yin Zifeng was immediately happy, and asked him with a narrow smile: "The last time you broke someone's glass, you asked me to intercede with your mother. Are you sure you are looking for me to play with, not to cause trouble for me?"

"Uh..." Shen Hang hesitated for a second, then thick-skinned again: "That was an accident. Look at how much joy I brought you."

Yin Zifeng sat on the edge of the bed, put his arms on his knees, crossed his hands on his chin, raised his well-shaped double eyelids, and stared at Shen Hang with a half-smile: "What is the purpose of you approaching me like this?"

Shen Hang was stunned: "I don't have any purpose, I'm pleasing to your eyes, can't I?"

Yin Zifeng expressed doubts about what he said, so he narrowed his eyes and continued to dig out the truth half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Do you want to borrow my homework to copy, or do you want me to help you with your homework?"

Shen Hang was startled, and frowned like a frightened cat: "Brother, you think too much. Don't be so serious. Anyway, we have known each other since we were young. It's too much to insist on pretending to be strangers." Don't be awkward."

Yin Zifeng suppressed the smile on his lips, fixed his gaze on Shen Hang's face, and did not speak.

Shen Hang was really afraid that Yin Zifeng would think too much, so he quickly patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, don't think too much, look, my brain is not that complicated, okay? How about this, and you will be responsible in the future Gao Leng, I am responsible for keeping you from being aloof. What do you think?"

Shen Hang's blunt approach made Yin Zifeng palpitate for no reason.

The heart beat suddenly faster, which made Yin Zifeng a little at a loss, but he didn't want the other party to see it.

Yin Zifeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he deliberately lowered his head, but a restrained smile leaked from the corner of his lips.

It was the first time that someone was not afraid of his own sarcastic remarks several times, and repeatedly knocked on the door of his heart with foolish enthusiasm.

Yin Zifeng's eyes were like sinking water, his voice sank, and his tone was gentle that he didn't realize: "Shen Hang, do you know? You are the thickest person I have ever met."

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