desensitization therapy

"The lonely white rabbit, walk around here and there."

Zhu Wen shook his head and fished in troubled waters amid a bunch of English reading comprehension sounds. Even if Fang Zhilian covered his ears, he could hear Zhu Wen's last two sentences loudly: "Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old!"

Yuli glanced back and said, "Keep your voice down!"

Zhu Wen consciously lowered his voice: "People are not as good as before, people are not as good as before, people are not as good as before..."

Yuli scolded again: "You repeater!"

Zhu Wen finally quit: "Why are you scolding me!"

Fang Zhilian was sandwiched between them, covering his face with an English paper, pretending to be deaf.

During the lunch break, Fang Zhilian actively invited Zhu Wen to the cafeteria for the first time, and even took the initiative to swipe his meal card to treat guests.

Zhu Wen is not happy, but he is not happy. He still wants to eat, and while stuffing fish-flavored pork shreds into his mouth, he muttered pointingly: "Hey, the barbecue at home is not as good as the spicy soup outside."

This is fish-flavored shredded pork, Fang Zhilian held back and didn't say anything.

The night before, Fang Zhilian ate the most unpalatable meal ever.Malatang and the barbeque shop were right next to each other, as long as he looked up, he could see Zhu Wen looking sadly at him while stuffing grilled squid in his mouth.

The key point was that Malatang was not tasty, so hot that he drank two bottles of orange soda.

"Then I'll make you another sweet and sour pork ribs?" Fang Zhilian changed the subject.

"No need!" Zhu Wen saw that Fang Zhilian couldn't hold back anymore, he put down his chopsticks and said with a serious expression, "You don't even know why I'm angry!"

Zhu Wen didn't realize that his tone of resentment was worse than that of his girlfriend in the cold war with the straight man.

"I know."

"You do not know!"

"Then why are you angry?"

Zhu Wen didn't realize that he had been tricked yet: "How could you refuse my invitation and go out with Song Feijue? This shows that you put your friendship with Song Feijue above our friendship!"

Fang Zhilian knew this without guessing. Zhu Wen didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart. He probably lost his temper by now, but he wanted to make use of it.

"Not overriding," Fang Zhilian had already made up a set of excuses, and said with a guilty conscience, "You said you wanted to eat barbecue, but I couldn't eat it some time ago because of the monthly exam, and I can't always let you accommodate me."

Zhu Wen was dubious: "Is it because of this?"

"if not."

"You said it earlier," Zhu Wen changed his face faster than flipping a book, and changed into a smiling expression in less than two seconds, "Next time I will take you to another Malatang restaurant. The one in the back street is famous. No way, it's very unpalatable."

Fang Zhilian felt the same way: "It's quite unpalatable."

School ended after half a day of class on Friday. It is said that some students complained to the Education Bureau because they only had one day off during the National Day holiday.In addition, next week was followed by midterm exams. In order to appease the hearts of the people, the principal deliberately took an extra half day off, and the weekend was regarded as a stress relief for senior high school students.

"Hahaha," Youlipi commented with a half-smile, "Who is so poor for a half-day vacation? If you really want to reduce stress, it's better to cancel the midterm exam."

"Something is better than nothing." Fang Zhilian was easily satisfied.

In order to consolidate the friendship that was almost surpassed, he originally asked Zhu Wen to go to the movies in the afternoon, but unfortunately Zhu Wen suffered from appendicitis, so he didn't come to class at all today.

You Li didn't get unanimous approval, she sighed bitterly, and waved her hands impatiently: "Let's go!"

Fang Zhilian rolled his eyes: "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm waiting for Tao Jiaqi." You Li rolled her eyes and her voice became smaller and smaller, "But if there is good news, she probably won't leave with me..."

Fang Zhilian didn't hear the second half of the sentence, picked up the schoolbag in the table hole, waved to her and left.

The policy of having a one-day holiday on National Day is only for the third year of high school, and the half-day holiday that has turned into a burden reduction is of course limited to the third year of high school.Along the way, Fang Zhilian went out against the flow of people returning from the cafeteria, and received a lot of envious eyes from the first and second graders.

Fang Zhilian walked lightly, he was not in a hurry to go home.

There are a lot of movies released in September and October. Fang Zhilian sits on a bench in the small forest and flips through movie reviews. After flipping through, he turns on the map and starts navigating the shopping malls in the city center.

He made an itinerary for himself according to the original plan: first watch a movie, then go to the video game mall to play [-] yuan, and finally go to McDonald's for dinner.Zhu Wen is not here, he can eat two servings, and then take a taxi home after eating.

With a good plan, Fang Zhilian weighed his schoolbag and was about to leave the school gate to take a taxi, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two people standing in a small forest in the distance.

The person facing him could vaguely see it, a bit like Tao Jiaqi, Fang Zhilian hesitated for a moment, then took a closer look.

Tao Jiaqi was undoubtedly facing her. She didn't have a schoolbag on her back, and she stood there alone, with her hands twisted together, as if she was a little nervous.

As for the one with his back facing him, Fang Zhilian knew who it was at a glance. Except for Song Feijue, he had never seen anyone who could look outstanding just by standing there and showing his back.

It was too far away, and it was barely enough to be able to see clearly. Fang Zhilian didn't like to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, so he was ready to leave after watching for a while.

But the conversation time was much shorter than he imagined.

Tao Jiaqi still covered her face when she came out of the woods in a hurry. She didn't seem to expect anyone to be here, so she paused.

Fang Zhilian just stood up, before he could go far, he hesitated for two seconds, suspecting that what he saw was his illusion.

Why did Tao Jiaqi's eyes look a little red?

In the gap of hesitation, Tao Jiaqi had already reacted first, and ran away in three steps at a time.

Fang Zhilian stood there, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't think of the reason.

Until Song Feijue came out from the woods.

Song Feijue didn't ask him why he was here, as if it was a perfectly natural thing: "Are you going home?"

"Yes," Fang Zhilian nodded reflexively, then shook his head slowly, "No, go to the movies."

Song Feijue lowered his eyelashes, said "Yes", and asked again, "Are you yourself?"

"Yes." Fang Zhilian asked absently, "Do you want to go together?"

He didn't hold out much hope, it was purely a casual question.

Song Feijue seemed to think about it seriously, and then replied: "Okay."

Fang Zhilian was stunned. It was not easy to take back what he said, and there was no need to take it back. He pinched the back of his hand and suppressed all the doubts he had just seen: "Let's go."

They walked out of the school one after the other, and Fang Zhilian began to announce the title of the movie to distract his attention: "I wanted to watch "Double Exposure", but... what do you want to watch? "The Expendables 2" was released recently , "Looper"..."

Song Feijue patiently listened to him report all the movie names like a dish name, and finally it made no difference whether he answered or not: "Then watch the one you like."

no difference.Fang Zhilian emphasized it again, but couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

Has Song Feijue read "The Art of Speaking" in the library?

Fang Zhilian's thoughts drifted thousands of miles away again. He was thinking so seriously that he didn't notice Song Feijue's footsteps stopped, let alone Tang Ting who inexplicably appeared in front of him, carrying a small pink schoolbag and flying towards him. come rushing.

Accompanied by an unusually loud voice.

"Brother! I'm here to pick you up from school!"

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