My boyfriend has superpowers! ?

In the past few days, Su Yinan and Luo Xiangbei sat together in the evening self-study, and soon not only the students got used to it, but the teachers also began to get used to it.

The main reason is that the teachers discovered that Luo Xiangbei's studies had indeed improved a bit. Just like two days ago, when the math teacher Lao Hushou and the others were doing their evening self-study, he deliberately drew Luo Xiangbei to do a problem. Made it.

At that time, Lao Hu patted Luo Xiangbei's shoulder with great satisfaction and praised: "Not bad, not bad, I hope I can see your math scores improve by leaps and bounds in this monthly exam."

Luo Xiangbei felt a lot of pressure, but with Su Yinan's help, it didn't seem so impossible. Hearing the teacher's praise, Su Yinan's image became bigger in his heart.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was a holiday. Although it was a holiday, but the exam was approaching, Luo Xiangbei got up early in the morning to read a book, so absorbed that he forgot to eat and sleep.

It was not until night that Luo Xiangbei raised his head from the desk.

Looking out the window, the night has completely fallen.

The lights of the buildings in the distance are dotted, blurred into translucent circles in Luo Xiangbei's eyes, colorful like glittering sequins, occasionally you can hear the laughter of neighbors from outside the window, it is very lively , is also very enviable.

Luo Xiangbei propped his chin and leaned on the desk, thinking that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and thought that perhaps he should go buy a few months of cakes to eat, and suddenly felt a little more melancholy that did not belong to this age.

But thinking about it, Luo Xiangbei actually didn't like mooncakes at all, so he didn't go out to buy them in the end.

A little dazed, Luo Xiangbei took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his uncle in the United States, but after hesitating for a while, he chose to send a WeChat message of Mid-Autumn Festival greetings.

The messages he sent were quite standard, nothing more than common blessing phrases such as happy family, reunion and so on.

Uncle didn't reply to him on WeChat, but called him instead.

The content of the call was not too special, as usual, I asked Luo Xiangbei if he had enough money, then asked him to study hard and take care of himself, and finally sent a simple happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Luo Xiangbei hung up the phone, dawdled with the phone a few times, his eyes fell on the desk, thinking about continuing to study for a while to divert his attention.

His eyes accidentally caught sight of the calendar on the table.

It's almost October. After the exam, it's National Day.

Thinking of the agreement between myself and Su Yinan on the National Day, my heart suddenly warmed up again.

He has been busy studying and reading for the past few days, and he hasn't decided where to go to play yet, maybe he can plan a little bit.

Thinking about it, Luo Xiangbei picked up his mobile phone and searched various dating places and projects, and by the way, he also searched for a long time for the precautions for the first date with her boyfriend.

When he raised his head to look out the window again, a full moon was already hanging high in the sky.

Heartbroken, Luo Xiangbei opened WeChat and sent a message to Su Yinan.

All the way north: are you busy?

Boyfriend: What's the matter?

All the way to the north: I just want to ask you, which day is more convenient to come out on National Day?

Although he told Su Yinan before that he wanted to ask him out for seven days, but thinking about it, it was impossible, Su Yinan's family might have other things going on.

Sure enough, I received Su Yinan's reply very quickly.

Boyfriend: I'm not sure yet.

All the way to the north: Then tell me when you are sure.

All the way to the north: (Cat Lie Pai. Emoticon package)

Luo Xiangbei guessed that perhaps Su Yinan, like Zhang Xinting, would go on a trip with his family on National Day, thinking about it, feeling a little sad in his heart.

No wonder the ancients always liked to write poems and lyrics on the Mid-Autumn Festival. This kind of time is really easy to make people sentimental.

After laying on the table for a while, Luo Xiangbei couldn't help but opened Su Yinan's WeChat and sent him a message.

All the way north: what are you doing now?

He raised his phone, took a photo of the moon outside the window, and sent it to Su Yinan.

All the way north: I'm looking at the moon.

Ten minutes later, Luo Xiangbei received a reply from Su Yinan.

Boyfriend: I am also looking at the moon.

Behind that message, there is also a photo of the moon.

Obviously the moon captured by the mobile phone is just a circle on the black curtain, but Luo Xiangbei feels that the moon in Su Yinan's photo is clearer and brighter than what he sees.

Luo Xiangbei stared at the moon above his head for a long time, and gradually, a smile appeared on his face.

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There was no light in the bedroom, and there was only a faint moonlight coming in from the window in the room.

Su Yinan sat on the window sill, looking at the screen of the phone in his hand, which displayed the WeChat message that Luo Xiangbei had just sent him.

All the way to the north: Then tell me when you are sure.

All the way to the north: (Cat Lie Pai. Emoticon package)

Su Yinan seemed to see Luo Xiangbei's helplessness from that cute cat emoji.

Su Yinan sighed inwardly.

He also wanted to confirm it as soon as possible, but he couldn't tell what the results of the experiment would be. He was even hesitating whether he should take the risk of using the drug in the experiment.

At this time, there was a light knock on the closed door.

No more, no less, exactly three times.

Su Yinan pursed her lips, turned off the phone screen, walked to the bedroom door, and opened it.

There was no one outside the door, but a small stool appeared at the door of his bedroom, with a cut moon cake on it, and a small silver fork beside it.

He looked towards the end of the corridor, where there seemed to be a shadow of someone who had just left.

Picking up the plate containing the mooncakes, Su Yinan picked up a small piece of mooncake with a fork and put it in his mouth.

He didn't know if it was a moon cake, whether it was delicious or not, but it was a mixture of flavors, sweet and salty.

There was a sound of footsteps going upstairs.

Su Yinan looked sideways, and a young man gradually appeared in the corridor.

The young man looked like Su Yinan, but he was a few years older. His hair was neatly combed, and every button of his shirt was buttoned meticulously.

The young man walked to Su Yinan's side, his eyes fell on the mooncake he was holding, and he said after a while, "Mom just went back to the house."

"Ah."

"I'm going back to Germany in two days."

"Ah."

"You..." The young man seemed to want to say something, and seemed a little hesitant.

"Is there anything else?" Su Yinan looked at him, still expressionless.

The young man turned his back, took two steps and stopped, and finally said: "This morning, I broke a coffee cup."

When Su Yinan heard him say this, his eyes moved slightly.

The young man turned around, "I wanted to go to my aunt to clean it up, but when I turned around and looked back, the broken cup on the ground was gone, and there was only one intact coffee cup on the table. If it wasn't for me Convinced that I did break the coffee cup, I wondered if there was something wrong with my memory."

He stared at Su Yinan intently, trying to see some expression on Su Yinan's face: "A'nan, tell me, what's going on here?"

Su Yinan was silent.

For a long time, neither of them said a word.

"Forget it." Knowing that this was another fruitless conversation, the young man took a deep breath and turned his head, "It's getting late, you can go back to your room and rest."

After the young man left, Su Yinan stood there holding the mooncake for a while before returning to the bedroom.

After closing the door, he turned on his mobile phone and clicked on the new message Luo Xiangbei sent him.

It was a picture of the moon in a dark night.

The hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten, and the originally dull thoughts began to spread.

Is Luo Xiangbei looking at the moon alone now?

Su Yinan looked out the window, couldn't help but also took a picture of the moon for Luo Xiangbei and sent it to him.

At the same time, he replied: I am also looking at the moon.

At this moment, the two teenagers knew that under the same night sky, the person they cared about was also looking at the same moon.