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In the quiet room, Lin Juexiao turned off the lights, and before leaving, said something to Zhou Jinye - "good night".

The light in the room was instantly extinguished, but the darkness did not make Zhou Jinye feel suffocated, and even felt inexplicably stable.

He lay on the bed, adjusted his sleeping position, and fell asleep peacefully.

This time, he didn't dream of the blood all over the sky, what he dreamed was a sea of ​​flowers, the fragrance seemed to be blooming on the tip of his nose, close at hand.

He also dreamed of Lin Juexiao, smiling at him with his eyes bent, sweeter than the fragrance of flowers.

Zhou Jinye hadn't had such a good night's sleep for a long time, and when his alarm clock rang, he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Before he had time to hand over his cell phone this week, Zhou Jinye stretched out his hand and pressed the alarm clock to go off. He specially set the alarm clock for six o'clock, waking up one step earlier than Lin Juexiao.

Because Zhou Jinye knew that according to Lin Juexiao's personality, even if he refused, he would get up early to send him off.

Boys get up very quickly, just change their clothes and wash their face, but it takes the longest time to brush their teeth.

Zhou Jinye stared at the mirror indifferently, waiting for the foam on his chin to flow down, then he turned on the faucet to wash away the foam from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, it's because he hasn't woken up yet.

Zhou Jinye didn't wake up until he finished washing.

He first filled the automatic feeding machine with cat food and dog food, touched a few new cats and dogs that had already slept, and then gently opened the door and walked downstairs.

There are many breakfast stalls next to Lin Juexiao's community. Zhou Jinye helped Lin Juexiao buy a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and a fritter.

It was a stuffy day in August, and it was a bit hot for him to run up and down. Zhou Jinye was relieved by grabbing the collar, and put the bought things on the dining table.

After thinking about it, he dug out the paper and pen from his schoolbag.

Zhou Jinye's gesture of grasping the pen is very strong, and he writes stroke by stroke carefully, trying to write his own handwriting beautifully——

"Brother, I'm going to school first. There is breakfast I bought for you on the table. Remember to eat it."

After he finished all this, it was only 06:30 when Zhou Jinye heard the movement in Lin Juexiao's room.

Zhou Jinye let go of the pen, slowed down and closed the door, and hurried downstairs. I don't know what happened today, but he ran very lightly.

It wasn't until Zhou Jinye had just finished sweeping the shared bicycles and put his long legs on the ground that he finally realized something.

—his back was empty.

Zhou Jinye forgot his schoolbag at home, and he sat on the back of the chair expressionlessly, his mood turned upside down.

He's been out for so long... Lin Juexiao probably saw the schoolbag he left on the chair long ago.

Sure enough, Zhou Jinye's cell phone rang, and the note was "Brother Jue Xiao".

Zhou Jinye was silent, and connected the phone, Lin Juexiao's muffled laughter soon came from the other end, which sounded a little worried——

"Jinye, don't you bring your schoolbag to school?"

Zhou Jinye was at a loss for words, and managed to say "forget" for a long time.

Lin Juexiao probably took into account the little face he had left, so he asked with a suppressed smile, "Where are you, I'll send you the schoolbag."

"...the shared bicycle at the gate of the community."

"It's okay." Lin Juexiao teased, "At least you haven't ridden to school yet, wait for me."

Under the shade of the tree, Zhou Jinye hung up the phone, covered his face, his ears and cheeks were flushed - because he was ashamed.

Lin Juexiao came down very quickly. He was wearing summer pajamas and big pants, and ran down while stepping on slippers.

From far away, Zhou Jinye saw Lin Juexiao smiling.

Lin Juexiao put his schoolbag on the front frame of the bicycle. He was very considerate of Zhou Jinye, and he didn't mention anything about him forgetting to bring his schoolbag. Instead, he asked Zhou Jinye: "You got up so early?"

Zhou Jinye couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, he was too embarrassed to even look at Lin Juexiao, and said "um" in a low voice.

"You really don't want me to send you?"

"No need." Zhou Jinye coughed a few times and said bravely, "I'll just go by myself."

"Okay." Lin Juexiao looked down at his watch, "Then you go, it seems that you are going to be late."

"and also--"

Lin Juexiao smiled suddenly: "Thank you for your breakfast."

Zhou Jinye pedaled his bicycle very fast, and the buildings and trees on the side of the road flew past him. After riding for a short time, he arrived at the school, a little earlier than the late bell.

When he returned to the classroom, Li Huan was already reading with a book in his hands. Seeing him coming, he sneaked over and said, "How was yesterday, Director Bi didn't give you any punishment, did he?"

Director Bi is strict, but he is still very considerate of students at critical times, which is why students don't hate him, and even like him very much.

"It's okay." Zhou Jinye took out the books in his schoolbag, "Just write a self-criticism."

He frowned, and suddenly remembered: "But I seem to have forgotten to write the review."

"You didn't write it?" Li Huan picked up a fluffy piece of paper from his desk, and showed it to Zhou Jinye, "Then what is it?"

Once Zhou Jinye's eyes fell, he suddenly couldn't look away.

A large piece of eloquence, the handwriting is neat and clean, and the characters are very similar to people-it seems that Lin Juexiao helped him write it.

Zhou Jinye's Adam's apple rolled down, he snatched the paper from Li Huan's hand, read it carefully, and then said in a low voice, "This is written by my brother."

Li Huan looked unbelievable: "Your brother didn't scold you, but also wrote a self-criticism for you?"

Zhou Jinye said nothing, and put away the review.

His mood was a little dull, it was because of his impulsiveness that Lin Juexiao came to school so late.

But Lin Juexiao was not angry at all, and even helped him write a review.

When the late bell rang, it was also the morning bell. Li Huan turned his head away and read the book seriously.

Zhou Jinye sat silently for a while, tore off another sheet of paper from his notebook, buried himself in another copy of the self-criticism that Lin Juexiao had written for him.

Then, he folded the copy with Lin Juexiao's handwriting faintly and put it in the innermost layer of the schoolbag.

He will not tell Lin Juexiao, this is a secret that belongs to him.

After all this was done, it was still a long time before the bell for the end of get out of class, and Zhou Jinye's head hurt a little due to lack of sleep.

He sat at the back of the classroom, opened the door and walked out alone. The corridor in the third year of high school was very quiet, and no one was making trouble.

Everyone cherished every second of their time and buried their heads in writing the questions until Zhou Jinye passed by the classroom at the bottom, which was also the noisiest classroom.

When he was passing by, he turned his head and took a look, and saw Dong Lesheng inside.

Zhou Jinye averted his eyes lightly, and went to the bathroom on his own, and his expression did not change when he heard the scattered footsteps behind him.

Zhou Jinye turned on the faucet, made a bowl with his hands to fill the water, and poured it on his face.

Water drops hung on his thick black eyelashes, making him look even more indifferent. The bathroom door was closed, and Dong Lesheng walked in with a few boys.

Zhou Jinye shook his hands silently, and said indifferently, "Get out of the way."

"Zhou Jinye." The wound on Dong Lesheng's stomach was still hurting, but he just couldn't swallow the breath. He smiled and asked, "Are you scared?"

Zhou Jinye lowered his head and said, "No."

Dong Lesheng kept looking for trouble again and again, which annoyed him, but Zhou Jinye didn't want to bother Lin Juexiao anymore.

He told himself, bear with it, don't leave a bad impression on Lin Juexiao.

He raised his eyelids expressionlessly, stared at Dong Lesheng and asked, "Can you stop bothering me?"

Zhou Jinye frowned: "I don't have time to play with you."

There were many people on the other side, but Zhou Jinye didn't show any timidity. He bumped into Dong Lesheng's shoulder and glanced down: "Trouble me again, like the kick last night, I can give you ten more kicks."

He smiled at Dong Lesheng for the first time, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his handsome face became even more beautiful: "Do you understand?"

Dong Lesheng's eyes widened, and he confirmed one thing - damn it, Zhou Jinye definitely messed around before.

The author says:

I really messed around when Xiao Zhou got sick for the second time in middle school (≧▽≦)