Xueba, wake up

1.

After putting on the warm baby pants, He Zhonghe sat on a rock, looked at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and then at Yansheng who was busy next to him.

This feels so fucking amazing.

The Internet celebrity is actually by my side.

And confessed to me.

What are these things.

It took four trips to get the treehouse material, a huge pile of stakes and a pack of circular saw drill bits chisel bitumen rolls and the like.

"Let's build on these two trees. The weather is bad now. If it rains later, we can go to the cave to take shelter." Yan Sheng pointed to the two Metasequoias, and moved the SLR position.

"Are you building a house in one night?" He Zhonghe weighed the wooden stake, which was not very light.

"You can't be an old fan just by looking at it," Yan Sheng put on his gloves, and used a circular saw to repair a piece of wooden pile. "The live broadcast will only last for one hour, and the rest will be recorded for one day, and later it will be posted as a video at double speed."

"Can this tree hold up? Do I need to apply for a logging certificate in a mess?" He Zhonghe watched worriedly as he made a random gesture with a level ruler, and without looking at the blueprint, he chiseled the gap and put up a wooden stake. He was very bold and unrestrained. Very bird ah poof.

"I bought insurance for the tree." Yan Sheng took out the folding ladder. The ground at the entrance of the cave was uneven, and it was a little wobbly to step on it. "Come here and give me the ladder."

It can be regarded as being assigned to work, and he walked over to hold the ladder legs with his tool bag.

In reality, you can watch the bird and poof tree house at a close distance, and you can even participate in it.

Fantastic experience.

The bottom beam is fixed with square wood. The quick-build tree house should not be too big, it is unsafe and it will damage the tree if it collapses. Yansheng framed the bottom beam of about 10 square meters, and reached down: "Take four angle irons."

"Angle iron..." He Zhonghe dug out a few large L-shaped card slots from his heavy bag and handed them to him.

Yan Sheng stuck on the angle iron. When he bought these things before, he didn't even measure them. He guessed that the size was about the right size and bought them.Every material purchase is in this wild and unruly style, but what is gratifying is that he is very accurate in this aspect, the structure is clear in his mind, and even the materials can be modified. The process is very smooth.

After fixing the base, he used a saw to carve out the floor and laid the beams. Without even welding, a very stable floor was built.

The tree house just had a base, and He Zhonghe was dumbfounded.

This method of making almost no tools, and even the holes are sawed by hand is very primitive.Yan Sheng stood on the bottom beam, pressing several wooden sticks with one hand and aligning them with the other. He was very skilled in chipping wood, and under the light of the flashlight, the crooked wooden sticks quickly became smooth in his hands, which looked very comfortable.

"Can I go up?" The ladder is useless right now, and He Zhonghe is about to move.

"Wait until I set up the ladder," Yan Sheng said.

The Saxon tree house actually uses stairs. He brought a ready-made climbing ladder as a spare, and installed a base on the bottom beam. It can be used as soon as it is built: "Come up."

He Zhonghe looked up at the ladder drooping in front of him in an instant, and Yan Sheng on the bottom beam looking down at him, feeling like he was performing magic.

Also looks like Rapunzel.

He Zhonghe climbed up tremblingly. The wooden house is not high, but the view of the mountain is still very wide from this position. Although it is pitch black, only the outline of the mountain and the forest can be seen.

"The bottom of the wooden house has been set up." He stepped on the board under his feet, which was very strong, so he turned to the camera and said.

"There's wind, they can't hear it from such a distance." Yan Sheng had already started nailing the wall, "How big are the windows?"

"I didn't count, you can figure it out." After He Zhonghe came up, he had nothing else to do, so he squatted in front of the tool bag and handed him things.

Watching Yansheng silently erecting the bottom frame of the four wooden walls quickly, he didn't know what to say, anyway, he spent the day in shock and shock, and his mind was already very peaceful.

"How do you know that the new... Hezhonghe brand Gaohe film is me?" He turned his head to look at Yansheng, and felt that the skillful and unrestrained work in his hands did not match his usual temperament, nor did it match his age. It looks like he is following a decades-old craftsman or a bearded man in a survival show, so this young and good-looking face is very inconsistent.

No wonder I didn’t recognize it after watching the video so many times before. Covering the bird’s head, no one would imagine the face under the bird’s head. One must suspect that it was a posing.

"It's no longer obvious that this name has a problem with IQ." Yan Sheng said, "It's a hot comment on my comment section every day."

It is true that He Zhonghe often commented on his Weibo. Coincidentally, every time he was able to grab the first and second place, he became popular for some reason, and the news was a bunch of little red dots.

"Don't let them know that I'm under your comment section," he said, "If someone insults you, you will be called a fan..."

After saying this, he was embarrassed.

With such a cheap mouth, he could kill himself with a slap on the ear.

Yan Sheng stopped the slotting work in his hands, and turned to look at him.

Neither of them spoke for the next ten minutes.

There is no shelter in the high place, even if you put a warm baby on it, it will be too cold, and the wind will enter the trouser legs.He Zhonghe squatted on the floor and curled up unconsciously, buttoning his down jacket and hat.

"Go back to the tent." Yansheng nailed some hardware into the wall frame.

"I... stay here for a while, don't worry about me." He Zhonghe spoke in a nasal voice, it was too cold, the wind on the mountain was like crazy, he suspected that the wooden house would be blown away.

After squatting on the ground and scratching the floor for a while, he looked up at Yan Sheng, then lowered his head again: "Are you too lazy?"

Yes, the box cover is even more suspicious!

Millions of followers!How many small Internet celebrities with tens of thousands of fans have been exposed as grass fans!

From the car ride in the evening to now, the topic has finally been brought back to the initial contradiction.

In fact, during the period, the two of them had a lot of drama in their hearts, and a lot of things remained unresolved.

Yan Sheng was silent for a while before speaking: "I don't know if it will happen in the future."

He Zhonghe froze for a moment, then straightened up and looked at him.

"If you don't cancel it." Yan Sheng added.

He Zhonghe came to his senses, sighed and lowered his head: "Say something human, I'm in a mess right now."

"What the hell..." Yan Sheng suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and "hissed" for a while.

He Zhonghe got up and walked over, startled: "I'm bloody!"

There was a long gash on his wrist, very fresh, blood just coming out.

"How the hell did you do it?" He Zhonghe frowned, he was an old craftsman, he must have overturned.

"It's scratched by stubble." Yan Sheng didn't react too much. He lowered his hand, fumbled twice from the side pocket of the kit, took out a sterile sticker, tore it off and pasted it on, and then took out a cover.

He Zhonghe looked straight at this thing that didn't match the style here.

"I want to ask this, right?" Yan Sheng took off the condom, rinsed off the oil on it with a bottle of pure water, took out a knife from his trouser pocket, cut off the cap, and then put the condom on his wrist, "That's how it works."

"Understood?" Yan Sheng moved closer to him, narrowing his eyes.

Under He Zhonghe's bewildered gaze, he tore off the condom again, twisted it a few times, pulled it long and tied it on his wrist, like a rubber tube used for injections in a hospital.

He Zhonghe suddenly understood.

"There are no medical conditions in the wild, so use this as a tourniquet, or put it on something to keep out dirt and bugs." Yan Sheng tore off the cover and threw it aside, "Although it's very weak, it's really useful sometimes, it's not grass The powder is not used for field|combat use, understand?"

He Zhonghe was completely hoarse right now.

"Looking at the box and thinking about it is really a skill," Yan Sheng sighed, "Why don't you think about whether this logic can be combined? Do I have the time? Is this the kind of person? Dare to love the past six months. Are you staying together?"

"If you're a puppy, you're the most unfamiliar dog, the one who suspects that people want to raise you to eat meat every day."

"I..." He Zhonghe spoke awkwardly, but was interrupted by Yansheng: "Go down to eat, it's past ten o'clock."

- come back come back

- this little brother!Let me take another look!

- what do you have for dinner

"Instant fried rice, let it go away." Yan Sheng turned on the cooking table, the rice was cooked once it was cooked, so it had to be reheated after a while.

The two moved the cooking table into the cave, otherwise they would have eaten in the wind.

In addition to fried rice, there are instant cans and self-heating small hot pots. He Zhonghe experienced a day that made him dizzy, and now he feels hungry only after smelling the aroma.

The heating lamp next to it was on, and the small hot pot was steaming in his hand, and he took a sip of the slightly scalding wide noodles, which warmed people thoroughly on the barren hills where the wind was howling.

Yan Sheng raised the cloud platform and walked towards the cave: "The mountain vegetables are the fattest in spring, but they are also available at this time, but they are a little old."

He squatted down to pick a small clump of wild vegetables, walked back to the cooking table, and showed it to the audience.

- try it

- Fry it into the rice!

- bird you haven't cooked for a long time to show us

-#鸟啊噗International Kitchen Model#

"What is this?" He Zhonghe had never seen this thing before. It was a short tree with neat leaves.

"Mountain vegetables." After Yansheng finished speaking, he looked at the screen, "I won't put it in, the old mountain vegetables smell strange."

- let go

- make me healthy

"Try it a bit." He Zhonghe squeezed two slices out of his hand and put them into the fried rice to cook until cooked. Then he picked them up with chopsticks and dipped them into a small hot pot. He tasted them and almost spit them out.

"I've said it's terrible." Yan Sheng smiled, approached He Zhonghe, and said to the screen, "You guys don't believe it."

- what tone is this

- Doting tone!

- what are you doing here? ? ?Don't scare you with what it looks like under the sticker

-Purify, purify, purify, purify, purify, purify, brainless, black retreat

He Zhonghe looked at certain bullet screens, and these people really had nothing new, so they didn't show their faces, so they sprayed every day: "The bird is so handsome."

As soon as these words came out, the bullet screen was silent for a few seconds, and Yan Sheng was also taken aback. He didn't expect him to say this for himself.

- Ahh I knew it!

-Then show your face and let us see it, so greedy, so greedy TwT

-** Let's be a group, he is handsome if he says he is handsome?I also said I am a fairy

- Show off if you are handsome, why are you cowardly?

These black fan comments are all the time in his live broadcasts and videos. Generally, Dalu cleans them up manually or he just ignores them. The more you give these people the more jumpy.

But He Zhonghe didn't have this experience, so he felt aggrieved and resented: "If you don't believe me, go out, who is watching your head here, what a person looks like is none of your business, did you eat three bowls of sea salt for dinner?"

- well done

- brother is over

- hahahahahahahahahahaha

"Don't worry about it." Yan Sheng patted him on the shoulder and sat across from him, "Alright, let's stop here today, and see you in the rest of the video next week."

- don't ah ah ah

-#鸟啊噗小#

- let me see my wife! bye my wife~

- you go , leave that little brother behind

He Zhonghe waved at the camera, Yansheng put down the gimbal, took off his phone and tapped to end the live broadcast.

He Zhonghe shrank back into the cave, and ate with his head down without saying a word.

It's hard to imagine what kind of picture of himself appears in the replay of Niao Ahpu's live broadcast.

After eating, both of them warmed up. After roasting for a while under the warm lamp, they had to go back to the metasequoia to continue building the house.

It was almost eleven o'clock, exhausted both physically and mentally for a day. He Zhonghe was a little sleepy and didn't want to leave the warm cave.

"Go to sleep." Yan Sheng pushed him, "There are sleeping bags in the tent."

"No need." He Zhonghe felt that it was too cruel to leave him alone outside a cave with wolves in the cold, and he hadn't apologized to coax him for misunderstanding his box of broken things, so he insisted on staying in the bare tree house. Stay on the bottom.

"I'll call you later, you'll be in the way." Yan Sheng stuffed him into the tent and closed the door.

Once I went in and lay down, I was really sleepy. The warm lamp next to me was shining, and the sleeping bags in the tent were thick and soft. It was like a small peach blossom garden on a barren hill.

He Zhonghe removed the small pillow from the sleeping bag and put it under his head, and fell asleep in a daze.

I didn't sleep very deeply, and the dreams were intermittent and colorful.

Yan Sheng stuck to his face and said He Zhonghe, I like you.

Yan Sheng stood on the floor of the tree house and tore off a cover.

As Yan Sheng spoke, his words turned into howling wolves.

Yansheng turned into a wolf and carried himself away.

He was dangling in his mouth, and then entered the classroom.

Lao Zheng said this is your new tablemate, ahhh.

When I opened my eyes hard, the wolf's head turned into a cartoon bird's head.

The cartoon bird head said to He Zhonghe that I like you in front of the teachers and classmates.

Said very badly.

As soon as Lao Zheng threw the stylus, you two get out!

……

When he was woken up by the call, He Zhonghe opened his eyes and looked at Yan Sheng's face in a daze. He couldn't distinguish between reality and dream for a while, and it took him a while to realize that he was in the mountains.

"Come out," Yan Sheng didn't give him too long to wake up, and tugged at his wrist.

His hands were very cold, He Zhonghe frowned, and subconsciously took the hand that had just been pulled out of the sleeping bag onto Yansheng's, and squeezed it hard twice.

Yan Sheng froze, then grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the tent.

His face was beaten mercilessly by the mountain wind again, and then he felt cold dots falling on his face.

It's raining, Qi Qi Li Li's winter rain.

When He Zhonghe saw the small wooden house in front of him in the thin rain and fog, his eyes widened and he forgot to take his hand out of Yansheng's.

A small tree house, the walls are built of round tree stumps, the slope of the roof is covered with dark brown asphalt rolls, the doors and windows are made of wood, and the slope is gentle.

Orange light shines through the windows, and a small horse lantern hangs on the eaves of the door. The tree house stands firmly in the wind and rain, bright and warm.

"It's less than one minute to twelve o'clock." Yan Sheng let out a cloud of white air as he spoke, staying in front of his face for a short time and then disappearing in an instant. The orange light reflected his facial features deeply, "Isn't it very fast?"

"That's awesome..." He Zhonghe stood motionless, looking at the tree house.

"Go in and have a look." Yan Sheng pulled him over.

You need to lower your head to enter the small wooden door. Although the inside is small, it can also be stretched open. The small space is in the empty mountain, and there is a different sense of security.

Yan Sheng let go, put two cold hands on He Zhonghe's cheeks, and looked at him: "Are you awake?"

"I woke up the moment I saw this." He Zhonghe gasped when his hands were so cold.

Yan Sheng smiled: "Listen to me when you wake up. This time I will speak more slowly and with a bit of atmosphere. Listen carefully."

He Zhonghe opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Happy birthday..." Yan Sheng said.

"How do you know my birthday?" He Zhonghe interrupted him with wide eyes.

"...I saw it when I applied for the ID card." Yan Sheng pressed his face, "Don't interrupt."

He Zhonghe nodded blankly.

"It was my birthday. I didn't have a good time. I experienced a fierce battle with my parents at home and was injured a little bit." Yan Sheng said slowly, "Walking around the street for a long time alone, I wanted to go to the cat cafe. Fetching cats and finding no cats, all in all it's very bad..."

He Zhonghe smiled.

"But a person popped up suddenly at that time and said he was going to celebrate my birthday. I was surprised who was this person at the time. I recalled that this was my deskmate who had just fought with me, named He Zhonghe." Yan Yan Sheng looked into his eyes with deep eyes, "He gave me a co-signed wooden house model that day, and he thought he was a genius at picking gifts."

He Zhonghe was overjoyed, giggling, tears were about to burst out.

Yan Sheng also smiled: "Later, when I moved out from home, I took almost nothing with me, so I brought this slightly larger item with me."

"I received this gift on my birthday, so I had to keep it carefully." He said, "Later, I found out that the adult gift was not actually the little house."

"It's the one named He Zhonghe, although he is sometimes very annoying."

He Zhonghe smiled and fell silent, looking at Yansheng.

Listening to it again, my heart is not so turbulent, like floating in the warm and soft orange deep sea, dizzy, and my nose is still a little sore.

"It's his birthday today. I thought for a long time that I didn't know what to give, and then I thought, let's go back to a wooden house for him, but it's a real wooden house, the one made by Bird and Pooh himself." Yan Sheng took it out of his jacket pocket. A locket, "And this."

He Zhonghe took it over and opened the box, and what came to his face was the woody scent he had smelled at Yansheng's house before. Inside was a wooden transfer bead, pendant-like.

Instead of using the smooth wooden beads that are turned by a grinder on the market, the cut surface is not smooth, but it is polished very smoothly, with handmade traces.

A crane is engraved on one side, and a goose is engraved on the other, both are small patterns.

"I made up my own mind," Yan Sheng slowly took out the transfer bead from his hand, "If you don't want Yan, I can grind it off for you..."

"Don't!" He Zhonghe stretched out his hand to snatch it back.

Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I...just..." He Zhonghe looked back at Yansheng, "Stop guessing in the future, and communicate first if you have something to do."

"Why are you writing a self-criticism?" Yan Sheng couldn't help laughing.

He Zhonghe was also a little embarrassed, muttered for a long time, his ears were red: "I just want to say...I..."

After holding back for a long time, he threw himself forward and hugged Yansheng.

Yan Sheng tilted his head and touched his head with his lips, then closed his eyes: "Huh?"

Hugged in the barren mountain hut, Qi Qilili's raindrops hit the roof, He Zhonghe felt the temperature of Yansheng, and listening to his voice in his ear, his whole body was dizzy and warm.

"I like you too." He finished the sentence quickly, pushing his forehead hard into his shoulder socket.

He felt Yan Sheng pause, and then began to laugh.

"What are you laughing at!" He Zhonghe slapped him on the back.

"One of the birthday presents is a boyfriend." Yan Sheng said, "It's no surprise."

"It's so unexpected..." He Zhonghe smacked back and forth several times, "Are you my...boyfriend?"

"Ah." Yan Sheng said, "Why, you turned your back on him after confessing your love."

"I don't deny it." He Zhonghe felt that his whole body was burning up.

Fortunately, there is a boyfriend holding.

2.

It was a mistake to set up the tent at the beginning, and the two moved several times before transporting everything into the small tree house.

The most difficult thing is that neither of them brought an umbrella and raincoat, and they were all wet after running these few trips.

Panting, He Zhonghe lifted the hat of his down jacket and turned on the warm lamp.

Unfortunately, the warm lamp was out.

"Take off your clothes and put them here." Yan Sheng dug out a few bags of desiccant from his backpack, pulled the down jacket off his body, stuffed it into the storage box, and threw the desiccant into it.

Without the warm lamp, and being completely frozen outside, He Zhonghe was so shivering that he simply took off his sweater and got into his sleeping bag.

"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Yan Sheng opened the sleeping bag next to him.

"Close it, just leave the one at the door." He Zhonghe said.

Yan Sheng turned off the lights, and the small tree house was instantly pitch black. The light on the eaves of the door was very weak. It was purely decorative, but it was just right for a night light.

"The facilities in this house are too simple." Yan Sheng got into the sleeping bag, shivering from the cold, "hissed" and lay down, "I'll take you to my ultimate tree house another day."

"Which one?" He Zhonghe thought about it for a while, and there was nothing prettier than this tree house in his video.

"You'll know when you go there," Yan Sheng said, "No one has seen it there."

He Zhonghe let out an "oh" in the dark, to be honest, he didn't know what to say to Yan Sheng at the moment, he was embarrassed and reserved, as if he had met him for the first time.

"Is it cold?" Yan Sheng turned his head to look at the profile of his profile, the tips of his hair were trembling.

"Cracked." He Zhonghe said.

"I found you to be quite clever, sometimes quite silly." Yan Sheng wriggled a few times like a big bug in his sleeping bag and moved towards him, and the two leaned together, "A boyfriend is very practical."

He Zhonghe almost reflexively choked on who is your boyfriend, and he reacted for a second, fuck, it really is.

For the first time in my life I have a boyfriend.

In the early hours of my birthday.

... Didn't catch the tail of puppy love.

He Zhonghe stretched out his arm from the sleeping bag stiffly, and put it on Yansheng's body.

"..."

"..."

"Why do I feel even colder?" He Zhonghe said embarrassedly.

Yan Sheng sighed, opened the upper half of the two sleeping bags, and folded them inward, so that the single sleeping bag is half connected, and the temperature of the two sleeping bags can communicate with each other.

Then he pulled He Zhonghe's arm back, put it into his sleeping bag, and squirmed towards him again.

The moment the independent sleeping bag was opened, He Zhonghe was surprised to feel his temperature, and at the same time was a little irritable and flustered.

Wrapped in a sleeping bag and covered with a cover, the two hugged each other tightly facing each other, breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature were infinitely magnified in the darkness.

"Sleeping?" Yan Sheng blew on the hair on his drooping forehead, "Should we chat for a while?"

"Let's talk for a while." He Zhonghe cleared his throat, this fucking is better than sleeping in a bed.

But this kind of feeling makes people feel at ease. The wind is howling outside and the winter rain is falling, and the two of them lie here and hug each other like two worms.

Talk for a while, and then no more text.

Too many heads, don't know where to start.

After a while of silence, He Zhonghe asked, "Can I tell Shi Yujie about this?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Sheng said with a smile.

"You... just... we two... it's a good thing." He Zhonghe's voice became softer as he spoke.

"I just want to hear it from you again," Yan Sheng said, "Say it, you can tell it to anyone, why did you remember to ask this?"

"Suddenly the desire to share is overwhelming." He Zhonghe had a cheeky face, yes, it's all good, why is it always embarrassing, "I really want to show off to others."

"What's there to show off?" Yan Sheng stroked his arm in his sleeping bag a few times, and then touched the back of his head twice.

"I don't know either." He Zhonghe said, "Anyway, I can't hold it back. Except for the teacher and my mother, everyone has to use the loudspeaker to announce it."

"What are you announcing? I'm He Zhonghe, Class 24, Senior Three, and I have a boyfriend?" Yan Sheng asked.

"No," He Zhonghe thought for a while, "I'm He Zhonghe, Class 24, Senior Three, and my boyfriend is Yansheng."

"Hey, what's the matter with you," Yan Sheng smiled, "This will light up the skill of love talk."

"I didn't!" He Zhonghe shouted anxiously, wanting to stay away from Yansheng, but found it very difficult to squirm a few times, so he used the previous trick of burying Yansheng on his shoulder again.

Yan Sheng rested his chin on his head and smiled for a while: "Actually, I didn't expect to get to this point at first."

"Me too..." He Zhonghe paused, "When did you start?"

"Summer is about to begin. I don't know too well. I can't write in the diary that I like He Zhonghe on the xth day."

He Zhonghe suddenly remembered something: "What's the date today?"

"...December [-]th." Yan Sheng said, "This is so exciting, I can't even remember my own birthday."

The main reason is that too many things happened on this birthday, so I just ignored today's birthday: "Then today can be remembered as the xth day."

"I don't remember." Yan Sheng refused very decisively, "It's like counting the days and months of suffering. Look at the number of days and months in the daily Moments, and how many of them are refreshed every once in a while."

"I won't refresh." He Zhonghe buried himself in his shoulder, his voice muffled, "I'll just accept this, and don't look down on others."

"Yo?" Yan Sheng pulled his head off his shoulders, and looked at him, "He Zhonghe, you are very good at it."

"Shameless, I learned from you." He Zhonghe couldn't hold back his laugh.The smile is inexplicably low at the moment, kind of silly, I don't know if it's excitement or something.

"Give me a hug," he said.

"Aren't you hugging?" Yan Sheng patted him.

"Seriously hug me, hurry up and don't hug me anymore." He Zhonghe stretched out his arms from his sleeping bag and closed his eyes.

This hug felt very solid, the body temperature gradually became the same, and the two hearts were close together.

Hearing the hazy sound of rain outside, he felt a little sleepy.

But I still really want to chat for a while. It's amazing that I have a lot to talk about when we are together all day.

"Go to sleep." Yan Sheng kissed him on the forehead.

This time it was above board.

"Good night." He Zhonghe snorted.

"Good night." Yan Sheng tightened his arms.

Don't rush to tell all your favorites, there are still many good nights and many tomorrows.

When I woke up in the morning, it was just dawn and the rain had stopped.Everywhere in the mountains began to freeze, and it was empty and quiet, and even the birdsong could not be heard.

It was a very comfortable sleep, except that the sleeping bag was a bit bundled.

"Get up, get up, get up..." He Zhonghe sat up with great experience, and clacked Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng did not move, still lying on his side in the shape of a sleeping beauty.

The things he brought in these backpacks are useless, the most important thing he should bring is the siren head alarm clock at home.

He Zhonghe looked around, took out a small hammer and saw from the tool bag, and banged.

After knocking for about a minute, his hands were sore, Yan Sheng finally sat up, and looked around the room blankly.

"What day is it today?"

"Zhou Tian." He Zhonghe put down the hammer saw, took out clothes from the box and put them on, and threw Yansheng's clothes to him.

"It's too high." Yan Sheng took out his mobile phone to contact Da Lu while putting on his clothes. He had to go back to school before three o'clock this afternoon.

It was past nine o'clock on the return trip after packing up, and breakfast was eaten at the service station on the road. While eating buns, Da Lu glanced at Yan Sheng and He Zhonghe opposite. This was the first time he saw Yan Sheng poking a porridge cup for someone.

Actually, it's not a big deal, but it's weird to put it on Yan Sheng...it's not like what he did, besides, his little friend is not a little girl, standing there is about the same height as Yan Sheng.

When Da Lu cast an inquiring look for the third time and wanted to ask if this was your brother or brother, Yan Sheng glanced at him.

"Big," Da Lu couldn't hold back his gossip, "Is this handsome guy your relative?"

He Zhonghe almost choked.

"No," Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, then paused, "It's me..."

"Almost almost!" He Zhonghe hurriedly interrupted him, "I'm the second cousin of his aunt's colleague's nephew!"

Yan Sheng turned his head to look at him, smiled and didn't make another sound.

After getting off from the service station, he had to run on the highway for half an hour. He Zhonghe sat next to Yansheng and sent him a message:

-Scared me

-Didn't you say you were going to announce it with a loudspeaker?

He Zhonghe looked at the screen and fell silent.

Although he really thought so, Da Lu and Lao Sun had only known each other for less than a day, so it was a bit embarrassing to say it so casually.

He flipped through his phone, and found more than a dozen birthday wishes from his classmates and friends. After thanking them one by one, he clicked on the relatively deserted Weibo.

Then I found that it was not deserted. There were more than 1000 small red dots on the small envelope, all of which were messages from people who had not followed me.

The number of fans suddenly rose to more than 1, and He Zhonghe was stunned.

I looked through a few messages from people I didn't follow, and almost all of them said that he was handsome to hook up with, or asked various questions about birds and poofs.

"Have I lost my horse?" He Zhonghe remembered that Yansheng called his Weibo ID last night.

"Then drop it." Yan Sheng leaned on the car seat and dozed off nonchalantly, "I don't have that much fan."

He Zhonghe turned his head and glanced at Da Lu and Lao Sun. Both of them were immersed in the car DJ top list and didn't hear their conversation.

He sat down on Yansheng's side, moved closer and lowered his voice: "How can I answer these people?"

"You don't need to go back, just pretend you didn't see it, if you really can't, change to another trumpet," Yan Sheng said.

"This account has been on for three or four years..." He Zhonghe set a setting not to receive messages from people he didn't follow.

"I'll post a Weibo another day," Yan Sheng said, "@新鹤中鹤品高鹤片."

"Farewell," He Zhonghe quickly waved his hand, "What kind of kslw do they have to do?"

"It's kswl," Yan Sheng corrected him.

"I suddenly remembered," He Zhonghe flipped through Weibo, "Isn't the birthday cake you posted earlier the one we had in Momao Cafe?"

Yan Sheng nodded: "...the reaction speed is so fast."

He Zhonghe felt that he believed in Yan Sheng a little too much. At that time, he thought that the landline pixel cake looked familiar, so he didn't doubt it.

After this trip on the mountain, it was past twelve o'clock when I got home, and my mother was at home at this hour. She was still stern, but she was obviously back to normal: "You still know how to go home?"

He Zhonghe took off his layers of clothes, and slipped into the bathroom: "It's just across the door, so I didn't run around."

Mom didn't speak, obviously suspicious.

"If you don't believe me, ask Yansheng." He Zhonghe added.

Du Lanzhen had a good impression of Yan Sheng. This kid didn't talk much, but he looked more mature and stable than his peers, and he was good at learning. His ability to take care of himself was not at the same level as his own son. In fact, put He Zhonghe with him to spend the night. Du Lanzhen Not much against it.

Standing under the nozzle, He Zhonghe was very confused about whether to take off the transfer bead. In fact, he was quite reluctant to take it off and put it on every day, but he was afraid that it would not be resistant to water, so he finally took it off and held it for a long time before hanging it aside.

When he went to school in the afternoon, he went out half an hour earlier than usual when he returned to school after a big break.

I don't know what's going on, but I really want to see Yansheng anyway.

When he opened the door, Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly: "Ah, isn't this Mr. He Zhonghe?"

"There are so many dramas." He Zhonghe smiled.

"It's too windy for me to understand." Yan Sheng threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, closed the door behind him, and walked downstairs with him.

"It's easy for you to lose me like this, classmate Yan Sheng." He Zhonghe simply fell ill with him and said solemnly.

"Don't," Yan Sheng smiled and walked beside him to join him, hugged him, squeezed his hands on his shoulders, and lowered his voice, "It's hard to catch him."

3.

This time, the school went to bed at [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] for half a month. Everyone in the classroom, including Lao Zheng, was frowning. It was more than five months before the college entrance examination. In the past two days, Lao Zheng made the most wishes when he poured chicken soup at the opening class. That is, time travel to June [-]th.

He Zhonghe is not as miserable as they are. His boyfriend sits next to him and studies every day, and he is always bubbling around in math class.

Not to mention after class, when he was escaping, he stopped strolling in the hallway with Shi Yujie and Wu Hao to play with his mobile phone, the two poor single dogs, tsk tsk.

Slipping to the stationery store to buy a bunch of gel pens and two nose plugs, He Zhonghe also bought a hanging basket to carry them.Recently, the pen has been used very quickly, with an average of one refill every two days. When he encountered a Kao Wenzong game, he went straight down halfway. He simply used tape to tie up the empty refills one by one. It seemed quite fulfilling. .

I didn't expect that I would have such a hard work day.

It's the same as when I saw Yansheng's 1 dislikes, I didn't expect to be abducted by him in the end.

Life is so fucking full of surprises and so magical.

Yan Sheng returned to the classroom after running, and when the preparation bell was about to ring, He Zhonghe still hadn't come back.

He didn't know where Dangyang went, he was a little worried that He Zhonghe's studies would be affected by this.

But it was obvious that he was overthinking. He Zhonghe rushed in from the back door of the classroom with a hanging basket full of gel pens, and hung it heavily on the table like replenishing ammunition: "Contract the gel pens for the two of us until the college entrance examination." .”

Zhuang Yuan and Zhang Feichi sat at the back table and their heads grew dizzy: "He Zhonghe, have you lost your temper?"

"If you run out of pens, take them from me." He Zhonghe grinned at them.

Xin Kai and Shi Yujie happened to pass by here too. Looking at this posture, they knew why He Zhonghe hadn't been on the game for half a month. They came over to observe his full bookend: "You really want to learn how to celebrate your birthday?"

"It's not that exaggerated." He Zhonghe thought back to last night and touched the tip of his nose.

Under the watchful eyes of several people visiting the huge gel pen warehouse, He Zhonghe touched Yan Sheng who was beside him with a helpless expression: "Stretch out your hand."

Then he put a box of pink powder in his hand. Recently, it is popular among girls to buy sakura candy for sisters and crushes.

Yan Sheng suppressed a smile and put the candy next to the pen holder, knowing He Zhonghe's hidden thoughts and wanting to expose it to his classmates. In fact, this small powdered candy is not his style at all, it's just a subtle show.

Those who didn't know didn't understand this wave of operations at all, and thought it was some girl who asked He Zhonghe to hand over Yansheng, but there was still a sensible person standing here.

Shi Yujie stared at He Zhonghe for a while, then looked at the box of candies.

The latter spread his hands innocently: "Go back to your seat, class is about to begin."

This section is a history class for the next time if you understand what went wrong. It is purely about special topics. When Teacher Qin was lecturing on the topic, He Zhonghe cleared his throat in a low voice, poked Yansheng and quickly retracted.

Yansheng looked at the test paper and the projection screen, but did not respond.

Stand-alone status of poking and teasing