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Lin Juexiao was afraid that he would freeze, so he urged Zhou Jinye to go upstairs after delivering the red envelope. Zhou Jinye began to regret that he came out without a coat. He wanted to stay in the car for a while, but the air conditioner in the car couldn't heat up for the time being.

"Go back." Lin Juexiao said, "It's cold in the car, you'll catch a cold."

Zhou Jinye had nothing to say, and reluctantly got out of the car. He stood beside the car and whispered, "Then I'm leaving?"

Lin Juexiao said "um", "Go back to bed early, don't stay up late."

"Understood." Zhou Jinye paused, and then said, "Go to bed early, too."

After walking a few steps, he couldn't help turning his head, staring at Lin Juexiao and said in every word: "Good night."

Lin Juexiao opened the car window, shook his hand at him, his eyebrows and eyes looked like the crescent moon in the sky, and he said: "Jinye, good night."

No matter how reluctant Zhou Jinye was, he had to go back, but when he went back, his mood was obviously much better, and the low pressure on his body seemed to have dissipated.

He quietly stuffed the red envelope into the pocket of his clothes, only revealing a small red corner inadvertently.

Father Zhou was playing mahjong with the other elders in a small room. When he opened the door, he saw that Zhou Yuchen was exhausted. Among the younger generation, Zhou Yuchen was the oldest, and the oldest remaining was only about the same as Zhou Jinye.

On the contrary, there are more children.

Zhou Yuchen thought that the group of children was exhausted, so he slumped on the sofa and decided to let it go.

Zhou Jinye was still air-conditioned when he came in, his lips were a little pale from the cold, Zhou Yuchen was startled: "What are you doing at night?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Jinye said this first, but he suddenly glanced at Zhou Yuchen and said, "Brother Jue Xiao just came to see me."

When he said this, there was a bit of veiled showing off, Zhou Yuchen couldn't hear it at all.

He poured a cup of hot water for Zhou Jinye, handed it over and asked, "Then why doesn't he come up and sit down?"

"Oh." Zhou Jinye answered in a wrong tone, and said in a calm tone, "He came to give me New Year's money."

Zhou Yuchen: "?"

"Then Jue Xiao is gone now?"

Zhou Jinye nodded gently: "He's gone."

Zhou Jinye's mood improved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the corner of his mouth was still not smiling, he even played a game with the little boy who had been arguing all the time.

He was playing the oldest 97 King of Fighters, and the game was projected on the TV screen. Zhou Jinye was leaning on the sofa, and the little boy next to him was sitting in his chest.

Zhou Yuchen liked to play games, and the family specially equipped with a handle, Zhou Jinye tapped the keys expressionlessly.

The action skillfully typed "K·O".

He put down the handle without any psychological pressure, and said lightly, "I'm going to do my homework first", leaving Zhou Yuchen the little boy who was almost beaten into tears by him, and went back to the room by himself.

It is said to be a room, but it is actually a guest room.

There is nothing in the room except a bed and a table, but fortunately there is an air conditioner.

Zhou Jinye turned on the air conditioner. He was really going to do his homework, but when he opened his schoolbag, he suddenly lost his mind.

He was rarely so inert, but with the sound of firecrackers outside and the noise outside the door, Zhou Jinye suddenly felt a little lonely in this lively environment.

Before Chinese New Year, there were only him and his mother, and occasionally we would go to grandparents' house for dinner.

He simply lay back on the cold and hard bed, took out the earphones from his schoolbag and listened to nursery rhymes for a while.

Strange bed, strange room, strange environment.

Zhou Jinye regretted that he didn't go back with Lin Juexiao just now, he knew that as long as he mentioned it, Lin Juexiao would definitely take him away, but this would make Lin Juexiao very embarrassed in front of Zhou's father.

He closed his eyes, not feeling sleepy from the noise outside.

Zhou Jinye suddenly got up from the bed again, took out the red envelope in his coat, and pressed the red envelope under the pillow as Lin Juexiao said.

He leaned his head on the pillow again, and Lin Juexiao's blessing sounded in his ears again like a hallucination, just like the lullaby he heard in childhood.

Wearing heavy clothes, Zhou Jinye fell into a deep sleep amidst the pure music looped through the earphones.

The third year of high school was only released for eight days, and Zhou Jinye only stayed at Zhou's house for two days, Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the first lunar month.

On the night of the first day of the first lunar month, Lin Juexiao asked Zhou Jinye again if it was okay to stay at home?

Zhou Jinye would not lie to Lin Juexiao, he was silent for a while, leaned on the bed, and said sullenly: "Uncomfortable."

So, on the morning of the second day of the first lunar month, Lin Juexiao came to pick him up without notifying Zhou Jinye.

Lin Juexiao brought a gift on purpose, exchanged a few words with Zhou's father, and then cut to the chase and asked, "Uncle Zhou, can I bring Jinye back to my house first? He is a senior in high school. My house is cleaner and more suitable for studying." .”

Zhou's father froze for a moment. After these two days, he could see that Zhou Jinye had no intention of kissing him at all.

But at that time, he and Zhou's mother had not parted very happily. From the time of divorce to before Zhou's mother left, he had never visited Zhou Jinye once, and as he got older, he still felt inexplicably guilty of him.

Father Zhou didn't say anything, he sighed helplessly, called Lin Juexiao aside, and stuffed him a big red envelope abruptly.

Lin Juexiao only had two days off in the first month, and still had to work. He didn't bring Zhou Jinye home, so he could only take him back to the rented house, and occasionally took him home for a meal.

On the contrary, Zhou Jinye was happy with this kind of life. The moment he returned to the familiar house, his body instantly relaxed.

This is a completely different feeling. The succulents he bought with Lin Juexiao are still on the shoe cabinet, and the blanket he just draped on the sofa a few days ago is still on the back of the sofa.

The simple and unadorned layout looks like the most exuberant fireworks in the world.

Zhou Jinye's eyes followed Lin Juexiao's back subconsciously, and he touched his pocket, which contained the red envelope that Lin Juexiao gave him, without any wrinkles.

With the few remaining days of vacation left, Zhou Jinye immersed himself in his homework and hurriedly finished it before school started.

Wang Lei, who had disappeared for a long time, made a video call to him. What a coincidence—Zhou Jinye was doing his homework at that time.

"Damn it?" Wang Lei said the classic Chinese quintessence, "You're fucking doing your homework, have you changed your mind?"

His next sentence was: "Can you do it?"

With a cold face, Zhou Jinye didn't even hang up, and cut off the WeChat call directly.

It wasn't until Wang Lei made a few more phone calls sincerely, swearing that he truly believed that Zhou Jinye would write the questions, that Zhou Jinye pulled him out of the WeChat blacklist.

The classroom in the third year of high school was even quieter. There was only eight days off, and there was no joy of reunion after a long absence, only the screams of dying struggles.

Li Huan was the one who yelled the loudest. He collapsed beside Zhou Jinye, his eyes were bloodshot: "Damn, no one sent me the answer I wanted. I didn't finish writing until three o'clock yesterday!"

Zhou Jinye was sorting out the test papers slowly, and felt that it would be impolite not to respond, so he nodded perfunctorily.

As soon as the high heels sounded outside the door, the screams in the classroom disappeared instantly, and everyone suddenly started to write their homework with a pen.

Zhou Jinye took it for granted and continued to do his own thing.

No need to guess, Mr. Chen is here.

"Eh?" Li Huan spoke to Zhou Jinye in a breathy voice, "Why are there transfer students coming after the end of the semester?"

Transferring to another school in the third year of high school is actually an irrational behavior. The review progress is different, and the need to adapt to the new environment actually has a big impact.

Zhou Jinye didn't care at all, he was a little obsessive-compulsive, the test papers had to be stacked, and they had to be sorted by score, and now it was almost half done.

The transfer student was a boy, and he was introducing himself step by step on the podium.

He wanted to show some face when Zhou Jinye came, instead of just leaving three big characters on the blackboard to end, at least he opened his mouth and said, "Hi everyone, my name is Liang Junming."

There was a cooperative applause from the audience.

Liang Junming's voice sounded like he was laughing: "Teacher, can I sit with Zhou Jinye?"

"We used to be classmates," he added.

Hearing his name, Zhou Jinye was finally willing to look over, and raised his head with a frown.

The boys on the stage were not particularly tall. Yujun's winter school uniform was a uniform black down jacket, but Liang Junming wore a blue and black cotton jacket with a school badge on the left chest.

Zhou Jinye recognized it, it was the uniform of his previous school.

He raised his eyelids and put his eyes on Liang Junming's face for the first time. Zhou Jinye was a little short-sighted, which didn't affect his ability to read the blackboard, but he would unconsciously narrow his eyes slightly when looking into the distance.

"Zhou Jinye?" Teacher Chen asked, "Is it okay?"

Liang Junming's appearance can only be regarded as small and handsome, with no special features. Zhou Jinye missed a lot of high school classes, and now he has been away for more than half a year. After staring at him for a long time, he can barely feel some impressions in his mind.

Zhou Jinye could only remember that Liang Junming seemed to be his classmate in the past, but he was not familiar with him, and he didn't even say a few words.

But this does not mean that he is willing to sit at the same table with him, he is a person who has a habit and does not want to change, he is used to sitting at the same table with Li Huan.

What's more, Li Huan's grades are really good. If he has any questions, he can ask him directly.

Zhou Jinye directly refused, "No."

Liang Junming seemed to have guessed the result, and he asked calmly, "Then can I sit in front of Zhou Jinye?"

The girl at the front desk was quite talkative, so she gave him a seat.

Zhou Jinye's brows silently frowned even tighter. He didn't know why Liang Junming had to sit with him, since they didn't know each other at all.

And thinking of his previous school, Zhou Jinye recalled the incident that was widely rumored without emotion.

Liang Junming thoughtfully helped the girl move the things, and sat back to the original seat by himself. There was still a while before the class, and Teacher Chen had already left, so Liang Junming naturally came back to his senses.

He put his arm on Zhou Jinye's table, instead of saying hello to Li Huan next to him, he said to Zhou Jinye, "Do you still remember me?"

"I have an impression." Zhou Jinye said with drooping eyelashes, "Take your hands away."

Liang Junming didn't move his arm away, and even moved forward a little bit, his voice suddenly softened, "Then do you still remember?"

Zhou Jinye raised his eyes calmly, in front of his eyes, Liang Junming was staring at him, and suddenly made a mouth-shape——

"video."

The video of him singing in the gay bar, in his previous school, everyone should have a copy.

The author says:

Everyone should remember what was mentioned earlier!

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