Xueba, wake up

"But next time, let's stop drinking oysters and try something else." Yan Sheng said, "Laughing hurts the spleen."

"... Oh." He Zhonghe held back for a long time before answering.

Little tempers come and go like lightning, and once the little awkwardness of a day or two is untied, the two of them stick even tighter.

Including but not limited to going to the cafeteria together, commuting to and from school together, and staring at the window together after class.

"I have a problem with you." After being disturbed for a week, Shi Yujie was very dissatisfied with this third party, but he gradually began to get acquainted, "He Zhonghe died when he let go, and then every time I Find him from you."

Yan Sheng smiled, and glanced at He Zhonghe: "Really."

He Zhonghe felt a little guilty when he heard it for no reason, what Shi Yujie said was like a girl dating her boyfriend and neglecting her best friend.

"But it's okay. Just remember to call me when you two go to the cafeteria. He likes to make some disgusting things when he eats. I can't keep my figure without him." Shi Yujie sadly remembered the oil-absorbing tissue in the borscht before, Continue to mutter, "It's okay for three people to go together, let's name the group... two birds with one stone."

"You're a fucking bird." He Zhonghe slapped him on the back of the head.

"Look, there is no love at all." Shi Yujie covered his head.

After moving to the third floor, the inter-class exercises changed from doing radio gymnastics to running circles. These crazy senior students even brought a vocabulary book to read during the three to five minutes of running and standing in line, or used the questions from the previous class to share with their classmates. Have a heated discussion.

He Zhonghe hadn't reached this state of madness yet. He stood slack and watched the discussion of the few people in front of him until he almost got into a fight.

No one was there yet, and the PE teacher who was blowing the whistle hadn't arrived yet, and the surrounding vegetable market was in a mess.

"Let me ask you something." Shi Yujie leaned over to him, glanced back and forth, then lowered his voice, "You and Yansheng...?"

"Ah?" He Zhonghe didn't listen carefully when he saw Zhang Nan taking off his glasses and rolling up his sleeves.

"That's the one, you, you two want...you to him...you..." The straight man was still a little awkward when he said this, Shi Yujie took a long time to ask, "Are you interested in Yansheng?"

He Zhonghe suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Yujie.

Shi Yujie subconsciously protected his head.

He Zhonghe stared at him for a while, wondering what he was thinking.

"Does it look like it?" he asked.

"I think...you have never been like this with others. Just, when you two are together, you don't have the aura of friends and buddies, there is a vague | ambiguous feeling..." Shi Yujie tried to analyze.

"You think about it yourself, don't you?" Seeing He Zhonghe's thoughtful face, Shi Yujie couldn't hold back his gossip about his Tiezi's emotional life.

Is it finally time for the iron tree to bloom?

Is it finally just the life of a monk?

Obviously unlikely.

From junior high school to the present, he has witnessed a lot of single-pointed arrows towards He Zhonghe, and He Zhonghe is just a piece of wood without emotion.

What's more, Yansheng, who doesn't fit in with him, is completely different from the cold guy.

"I don't know either." The physical education teacher blew the whistle, and the first few classes moved slowly.

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know?" Shi Yujie was startled, "I don't know if it's interesting to him?"

"Keep down." He Zhonghe glanced at Yan Sheng at the other end of the line, "Yeah."

"Fuck..." Shi Yujie almost stepped on the shoes of the person in front of him, and was stared at, "Then when will you give me a definite answer?"

"The college entrance examination doesn't take this." He Zhonghe saw Lao Zheng coming from the entrance of the building as a follower, and whispered, "Let's leave it for now."

These two laps were in a daze, trotting mechanically with the people in the front row, and my mind was more chaotic than my steps.

I have never experienced the situation of "being interesting to people" since I was a child, and it always feels outrageous and far away.

In fact, from the moment he started the cram school during the summer vacation, He Zhonghe felt that he... paid attention to Yan Sheng.

Celebrate birthdays alone, drop by every day, stay alone until midnight if you can’t do anything, keep cats together, spend most of the time together after school, and take notes and materials from him...

Before he knew it, he had crossed the line a little bit from the category of "friend".

When watching a movie with Yansheng, I feel very at ease.

Willing to listen to him talk, also willing to see him laugh, in addition to ridicule.

I didn't feel disgusted when I cooperated with him to pretend to be a couple.

Occasionally, if you are teased by a joke, your heartbeat will speed up.

If the object of these things is replaced by another person, it will not be such a taste.

But it's very hazy. Feelings are not something that can be concluded by analyzing the number of cases. Don't pay attention to it. I don't think there is any socialist brotherhood anywhere. If you really have to study it carefully, you will feel clean and upright.

The blueprint for the Saxon tree house in the next video has been drawn, and Yan Sheng intends to make it in winter. The construction conditions in the wilderness are harsh in winter, so it is just right to incorporate some elements of survival.

The October 7st holiday is legally [-] days, and the grades and departments are abruptly cut in half, and they have to return to school before [-] pm on the fourth day.

During the three-and-a-half-day holiday, some people took a short trip to relax, some fought hard at home, and some were so empty that they had nothing to do.

After drawing the blueprint, Yan Sheng felt a sense of emptiness.

I don't want to study, and I feel like throwing up when I see words.

Xueba also has this kind of trouble. The four subjects are written in turns, and the work and study are continuous.Yansheng has a high degree of concentration. Once he wears the earplugs, he can sit at the desk for four to five hours without moving.

Previously, someone shared on the Internet that someone shared their experience in the third year of high school, saying that they would vomit after doing the questions, which was really a physiological nausea. Yan Sheng felt that he was not far from this level.

With his current grades, it is not very cost-effective to take the S University exam. Old Zheng talked to him about this before, and said that as long as the second round and the third round are stable, he can apply to the two universities in City B.

But he can't guarantee that he can keep his ranking in the top five while taking care of his work.He is not the type of top student who is particularly diligent. In the end, there must be some who have worked hard to squeeze in, and their grades will inevitably fluctuate.

Moreover, the Department of Architecture of S University is definitely ranked first in the country, and if he applies to those two schools, he is likely to accept a professional transfer. Compared with the school, he prefers to choose top-notch majors that interest him.

Therefore, Yansheng didn't have too much pressure. If he could hold it steady, he would hold it steady.

There is no pressure from parents.

Since moving to the family home, Yan Deqiang never came to look for him once, and they couldn't find him even after changing his mobile phone number. The days were so peaceful that it was unreal.

I thought I would do my best to get out of the mud, but in the end I just moved out, and I got out of it very easily.

Of course, it may also be that Yan Deqiang hasn't come home for too long and hasn't noticed anything wrong yet.

Yan Sheng leaned on the chair and pinched the center of his eyebrows. On the first day of the holiday, he stopped thinking about these bad things.

Hu Hu slipped in from the living room and jumped on his lap.

"Aren't you bored? I don't want to do anything." Yan Sheng smoothed the cat's fur, and the kitten has completely healed.

Hu Hu curled up obediently and closed his eyes.

Autumn comes quickly in the north. It rained a few days ago, and when I woke up overnight, the cold wind was blowing.

In the afternoon, the sun came in through the window, and the cat looked warm and cozy, which made Yansheng yawn.

"Let's go, grab a lucky human to play with us." Yan Sheng hugged the cat and got up.

Du Lanzhen was also busy during the holidays. On the first day of the Double Festival holiday, he flew abroad directly to talk with clients. He Zhonghe felt like a left-behind child.

There was a knock on the door, and it was Yan Sheng who could be heard by hearing and rhythm.

"Oh, it's not silly." As soon as He Zhonghe opened the door, he hugged the cat from Yan Sheng's arms, ignored Yan Sheng, and pretended to close the door.

"Stop bullying the widowed and lonely old man." Yan Sheng pressed the door and stepped in. "I'm bored to death at home."

Under Flying Dog's longing gaze, He Zhonghe put the cat on the ground, and the two furry ones went to play by themselves: "Don't study, just float away."

"It's a bit floating." Yan Sheng asked, "Where's Aunt Du, isn't she at home?"

"I went away to miss my relatives, and I won't be back until a few days." He Zhonghe lay back on the sofa and hesitated, "Why... are you still here?"

"Huh?" Yan Sheng didn't understand, "Send me away?"

"No, I said why are you still here, don't... go home or something?" He Zhonghe asked.

"My home is here, where else can I go." Yan Sheng sat next to him, turned on the TV and stared blankly for a while before realizing it, then turned to look at He Zhonghe, "What day is today?"

"...August [-]th." He Zhonghe felt a little sad.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.Yan Sheng looked at the TV wall thoughtfully.

Usually, the family spends the Mid-Autumn Festival with kitchen knives flying around. Yan Deqiang and Zhu Ling have this ability, and the more festivities become more violent.The most ruthless time when I was a child, the knife on the neck was done on the Mid-Autumn Festival.At that time, the family was peaceful, which was rare. Zhu Ling suddenly jumped up and threw a table of fruit plate mooncakes to the ground in the peacefulness. An inexplicable battle broke out.

It came out this year anyway, so you don't have to suffer from this audio-visual feast, but it casts a little shadow on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Let's get together tonight." Seeing that he didn't say a word, He Zhonghe felt even more sad, "If you go to the restaurant and order takeaway, you can choose one of the two. Brother He will accompany you for the holiday."

Yan Sheng's eyes were still wandering above the TV, which made He Zhonghe a little flustered.

The next second, he got up suddenly and pulled He Zhonghe up from the sofa: "Let's go, the supermarket."

"What are you doing?" He Zhonghe pulled his wrist out of his hand in horror, "Let me tell you first that I don't know how to cook, I'm at the level of a fried kitchen."

"This conclusion has been drawn from the last incident of killing potatoes with a kitchen knife." Yan Sheng said, "Don't you want to try my cooking?"

In the evening, the supermarket is crowded with people, and the vegetable and fresh mooncake snack area is the most crowded. It looks like Chinese New Year.

The two of them pushed the shopping cart with one hand, and walked slowly to the mall music of "Congratulations on getting rich".

He Zhonghe took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the full shopping cart and the hands of the cart.

Yan Sheng glanced at him.

"Send a circle of friends." He Zhonghe lowered his head and pulled his phone, explaining.

"Words match, live together with handsome guys." Yan Sheng said.

He Zhonghe was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, and put the phone into his pocket after a while: "Ait, you, take a look."

Yansheng clicked on Moments.

There is no text above the picture, just a fish emoji and a turtle emoji.

After staring at it for a while before realizing it, Yan Sheng was happy again and laughed for a long time.

"As long as I blame myself, embarrassment will not catch up with me." He Zhonghe said.

Ever since Yansheng learned that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, he could tell that he was not in a very happy mood, and now he was finally amused, and He Zhonghe also curled his lips.

The comment section quickly exploded. Some people in the know asked if they had a boyfriend, and some people outside the situation disdainfully said that it didn't look like a girl's hand, and Shi Yujie posted three lines of exclamation points at the bottom.

This kind of feeling is very good, one fish and one turtle, obviously the content of the whole list is public, but only the two of them understand what it means, there is an exciting sense of secrecy.

"Stop smiling at your phone." Yan Sheng was picking meat in front of the freezer, "Is there any part that you don't want to eat, do you want to eat it?"

"Except chicken...except whip." He Zhonghe said.

Yan Sheng took two boxes of pig ears and trotters, and turned to give him a meaningful look.

"Why?" He Zhonghe looked at him, "Isn't the whip just j8?"

Yan Sheng hissed: "Be civilized, there is an old man holding a little girl behind you."

"My mother...Yansheng, I found out that your skin is thicker than that of a pig's trotter!" He Zhonghe narrowed his eyes and approached him, lowering his voice, "Who's notebook is full of little j8 people?"

Yan Sheng was stunned, and stared at him in embarrassment: "Did you see it?"

He Zhonghe suppressed a smile and nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What else do you see?"

"I've seen it all, the spiral fluorescent j8 has the emoji on it..."

"He Zhonghe, come here." Yansheng took a deep breath, pushed the shopping cart to the corner, and rolled up the sleeves of his jacket.

He Zhonghe laughed wildly and ran to the back of the shelf, but was grabbed by the collar by Yansheng.

"Brother, let me go. I promised to fight five times before." He Zhonghe was grabbed by him, and his waist and stomach were stabbed violently. All the ticklish flesh was mobilized, and he laughed so weakly that he began to pretend to be weak.

"Say you haven't seen it." Yan Sheng didn't let go, and continued to poke.

"I haven't seen it, I'm blind! I'll format it with one click!" He Zhonghe howled.

"It's late." Yan Sheng stopped poking, and bent his arms around his neck from behind, whispering in his ear, "Keep your mouth shut."

This time He Zhonghe forgot to struggle, his whole body froze.

My ears are burning.

"You..." He struggled a bit, and when he heard Yan Sheng laugh, he could feel his chest vibrating against his back.

"On the night of the full moon, I will take your life." He Zhonghe felt the burning from his ears to his face, and he poked him back like revenge.

"Don't touch it." Yan Sheng quickly let go of him and dodged back.

"You're also ticklish!" He Zhonghe flung himself proudly at the enemy's weakness.

The two were laughing and arguing in the corner behind the shelf, twisting into a ball.

The mall music is still Gong Xi Fa Cai, these two are like lion dance.

"Yansheng?!"

A hoarse middle-aged man's voice came, full of surprise.

The two stopped their hands at the same time and turned their heads.

Yan Sheng's smile froze on his face.