if the earth was a game

Liang Qiuyan did not expect that he would have to struggle for grades one day, because in the real world, schools will give employment suggestions based on each individual's personality and ability, and the same is true for social recruitment, which does not value grades.

It was the first time for Liang Qiuyan to worry about grades at such a young age, and it was the grades in the game.

Shen Fengpei already has the eligibility to be recommended, so he doesn't need to take the college entrance examination, so he should be idle now, Liang Qiuyan intends to ask him if he can be his own tutor, and by the way, he can improve his favorability.

Liang Qiuyan called Shen Fengpei.

"Are you free recently?"

"what happened?"

Shen Fengpei's cold voice was transmitted through layers of radio waves, but it was much softer, just like the whispers of lovers when they are rubbing each other's ears.

"I want you to be my tutor."

"Why?" Shen Fengpei asked, but it was not clear whether he was asking why he wanted to find a tutor, or why he wanted to find him.

"I want to take the test of University A, but my grades are not enough, so I want to find a tutor to improve my grades."

"University A is indeed a good school. Your grades are a little low. I advise you to change..."

"It's not for this reason!" Liang Qiuyan interrupted him, "I want to go to a university with you, I don't want to go to a school without you!"

There was no sound from the other end of the phone, only the sound of the other party's breathing could be vaguely heard, and the screen of the phone was a little hot, so Liang Qiuyan had to switch the phone to the other ear.

Liang Qiuyan wondered if his words were too easy to be misunderstood. No matter how you look at it, what he said didn't seem like he was speaking to a good friend, but rather like a sincere expression of loyalty between young lovers. If there is no movement, there must be a misunderstanding, Liang Qiuyan quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, I just think it's boring without you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Qiuyan wanted to slap himself, and the description became darker and darker!

"No, that, uh..."

"I can be your tutor. Come to me on weekends. I'll send you the address later." Shen Fengpei's voice was too calm, even though Liang Qiuyan was very nervous, he didn't show any emotion.

Did he get it wrong?

"……it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Qiuyan couldn't tell what mood he was in. There was only one question in his head, did Shen Fengpei misunderstand or not?

This question is like a kitten's paw with its thorns exposed, it hurts and itches him from scratching, and he can't wait to call back immediately to ask clearly, but he will not dare to ask directly if he is given ten guts. But he has been holding on to this point, and it seems that he has a guilty conscience. If someone misunderstood, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death if he asked this question?

Liang Qiuyan, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, is also suffering quietly today.

On the weekend, Liang Qiuyan found Shen Fengpei's residence by comparing the address in the text message.

The community where Shen Fengpei lives is located in a good location, with high housing prices, and the people who come and go are either rich or expensive. Most of the people living in the building are young and beautiful women, and occasionally there are young and beautiful men. We generally call this kind of community - Mistress District.

Liang Qiuyan's mood was complicated, Shen Fengpei's face would indeed make the rich woman cry and beg to take care of him, but Shen Fengpei was only in the third year of high school, and she was still a child!If you attack him, is there any humanity left!No wonder he has a cold face all day long, he must have experienced a lot, he is a man with a story.

The mistress area not only has a good location and high housing prices, but also has good security. A person like Liang Qiuyan with the word "poor" on his face will not be let in by the security unless there are residents in the community to take him in.

Liang Qiuyan had no choice but to call Shen Fengpei and ask him to come down to pick him up.

Shen Fengpei's house is a small duplex with two floors connected up and down. The decoration in the room is mainly black and white, giving off a sense of coldness.When Liang Qiuyan changed into slippers at the door and went in, she noticed that there were only student-style sneakers and sneakers on the shoe rack by the door.

Shen Fengpei asked: "What to drink?"

"Plain water is fine." Liang Qiuyan replied to Shen Fengpei while looking at the decorations in the house curiously.

Shen Fengpei took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to Liang Qiuyan: "I'm too lazy to get a new cup, so you can make do with this."

Liang Qiuyan was speechless: "Then you still ask me what to drink?"

"Just be polite."

"........."

Liang Qiuyan asked curiously, "Did your parents go to work?"

"I live alone."

"..." Liang Qiuyan, who originally thought that Shen Fengpei would say "Why are you asking this", was ready to answer "Oh, I just asked politely", but was choked back by Shen Fengpei's words, so he had to forcefully answer: "That's pretty good." OK."

Shen Fengpei replied: "Hehe, it's pretty good."

Liang Qiuyan was sensitive to the fact that Shen Fengpei didn't like to talk about this topic, so she quickly changed the topic: "Then what, let's start studying."

The study time always passed quickly and urgently. After being despised by Shen Fengpei No.30 seven times for IQ, Liang Qiuyan's stomach growled and ended the afternoon's study.

Shen Fengpei made a phone call and ordered the takeaway that he often eats, and when he turned around, he saw Liang Qiuyan looking at him in shock, as if he had seen some new land: "You actually ordered takeaway?"

"Is there any problem with ordering takeaway?" Shen Fengpei asked.

"I thought all independent people would order cooking skills."

"That's what you thought." Shen Fengpei replied: "Besides, there is no material at home, so I can't do it even if I want to."

Liang Qiuyan went to Shen Fengpei's house to look at the kitchen and the refrigerator, and there was indeed nothing in it except props. He sighed, the young master is really otherworldly. It's better not to eat, the angry Liang Qiuyan wanted to scratch him.

In the end, whether it's the cold young master who doesn't eat the fireworks in the world, or the ordinary people who eat the fireworks in the world, don't they want to get together and eat takeaways bitterly.Satisfied with the soup, Liang Qiuyan touched her chubby belly, and lay down on the sofa like a grandpa: "This takeaway is quite delicious."

Shen Fengpei silently cleared the table without saying a word.

The room is quiet, occasionally there is a sound of water, but this quietness does not make people feel awkward, but reveals a sense of tenderness.Being lazy and the time just right, Liang Qiuyan fell asleep in a daze in a peaceful state.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Liang Qiuyan woke up suddenly with a start. The light in the room was turned off, and someone covered his body with a soft and warm blanket.He tilted his head and saw Shen Fengpei sitting not far away, lighting a floor lamp, holding a book under the lamp.

The warm orange light hit the exposed half of Shen Fengpei's face, clearly outlining his straight nose and thin lips, the light softened the corners of his eyes, warmed his temperament, and made his skin as creamy as fat, his eyes as bright as a The paint is pleasing to the eyes, and it is beautiful and delicious.

When Shen Fengpei heard that Liang Qiuyan woke up, he turned his head: "Are you awake?"

Liang Qiuyan grunted and rubbed the corners of his eyes: "What time is it?" His voice had the peculiar nasal and sticky feeling when he just woke up, and it sounded like he was acting like a baby for no reason.

Shen Fengpei glanced at the clock on the wall: "A little past eight."

Liang Qiuyan got up, he slept for almost two hours, if he didn't go home, his parents should worry: "I should go back."

Shen Fengpei sent him to the entrance, Liang Qiuyan changed his shoes, picked up his schoolbag and said goodbye to him: "Thank you today, can I come again tomorrow?"

Shen Fengpei nodded.

"Okay, then I'll come at this time tomorrow." Liang Qiuyan said as he opened the door, the cold wind outside made him shiver uncontrollably.

"Wait a minute." Shen Fengpei called him, took the coat on the hanger at the side and handed it to him, "It's cold at night, add more clothes."

Liang Qiuyan did not refuse, took the overcoat: "Thank you, I will bring it back to you tomorrow."

The coat is very heavy, full of weight in the hand, thick and warm at the same time.Before Liang Qiuyan went downstairs, he looked back in a strange way. Shen Fengpei stood in front of the door, did not go in, and kept watching the direction he left. The light in the room shone from behind him, stretching his shadow to Liang Qiuyan's feet.

White light and dark shadows, big houses and lonely people.

In sharp contrast, Shen Fengpei's frail figure looked particularly lonely and pitiful, with a pity all over his body.Liang Qiuyan's heart suddenly softened, and an unknown feeling flowed out. He suddenly wanted to go back and hug Shen Fengpei, but he held back. Shen Fengpei could accept his stalking, but a proud person like him would definitely not Accept his sympathy and mercy.

In the night wind, Liang Qiuyan wrapped her coat tightly and was full of worries.

Too bad, he seems to have a maternal love for Shen Fengpei...

After Liang Qiuyan returned home, he secretly searched the Internet for the same style of coat, and his eyes hurt because of the stack of zeros on the web page.

Damn, isn't it just a piece of cloth with stitches?As for selling so expensive?Simply inhumane!

The next day, when Liang Qiuyan went to Shen Fengpei's house again, he folded the coat squarely and put it in a bag, and carefully escorted him all the way to Shen Fengpei's house. There was no way, if the coat was damaged a little, he had to sell himself to pay for it.

He purposely went there before noon, and under Shen Fengpei's surprised eyes, he stuffed the clothes bag into his hand, went to the kitchen familiarly to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and took the food in the thermos one by one Go out and greet Shen Fengpei for dinner: "It's not good to always eat takeaway, it's not hygienic, it's better to cook the food yourself, which is cleaner and more assured."

Shen Fengpei picked up the chopsticks and took a sip: "You made it?"

"How is it possible? I don't know how to cook." Liang Qiuyan also sat down and picked up chopsticks to eat, "My mother made it."

Shen Fengpei's hand paused, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, was it mostly disappointment, or it was mostly bitterness, how could he think that Liang Qiu's banquet was specially prepared for him?

"Do you want to eat the food I cooked?" Liang Qiuyan asked, "If you really want to eat it, then I will cook it for you next week, but let me tell you first, I have never cooked it, so it must not taste good. Don't expect too much."

Shen Fengpei didn't say a word, neither agreed nor refused, just ate in silence.Liang Qiuyan couldn't figure out what Shen Fengpei was thinking, but based on his understanding of Shen Fengpei, if Shen Fengpei didn't like it, he would express it directly, and usually it was acquiescence if he didn't say anything.

Before taking two bites, Shen Fengpei frowned suddenly, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he didn't touch the dish he had just picked up. Liang Qiuyan asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

"It's delicious, but it has ginger in it."

Liang Qiuyan picked up a chopstick and tasted the dish. He doesn't like ginger either, but the ginger taste of this dish is not bad. He didn't taste it. Unexpectedly, Shen Fengpei can't eat ginger at all, as long as he puts a little ginger He can taste it all.

Liang Qiuyan sneered: "How old are you and you are still picky eaters."

Although he said so, he still kept the fact that Shen Fengpei didn't like ginger in his heart, and thought he had to be careful not to let go of ginger next time.

Shen Fengpei did not debate this issue with Liang Qiuyan coldly, but still ate his meal expressionlessly, but Liang Qiuyan still noticed his ear tips with keen eyes, and quietly blushed.