love blind spot

The two of them didn't say a word until noon. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Lin Zhuo left the classroom and went to the cafeteria.

Lu Qingyu sat on his seat all the time, and when the class was almost gone, he bent down slightly, lying on the table and retching twice uncontrollably.

Obviously he himself ignored Lin Zhuo, but now Lin Zhuo really left him and left, and he felt aggrieved again.

Lu Qingyu was angry with himself, the more uncomfortable his stomach was, the more he didn't want to eat, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

He sat up straight, took out the math problem and started to do it.

But after doing a few questions, he got stuck. A seemingly simple geometry question, Lu Qingyu didn't even think about how to draw the auxiliary line. He threw the pen angrily, and the pen rolled to Lin Zhuo's desk. On, he took it back again.

When Lin Zhuo came in, Lu Qingyu was the only one in the classroom.

He threw the packed lunch on the table and said coldly, "Lu Qingyu."

Lu Qingyu raised her head and looked at him with a blank expression on her face.

Lin Zhuo looked at his face and laughed angrily, "You don't even eat lunch, do you?"

Lu Qingyu was so hungry that he opened his mouth, and just about to say something, he heard Lin Zhuo say, "I'm going to play golf, I've got you some food, you'd better finish it before I come back."

After Lin Zhuo finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he paused, and then gritted his teeth and added, "If you don't fucking eat, we will never finish."

After Lin Zhuo left, Lu Qingyu silently opened the lunch box, and several dishes were his favorites.

He took out a small fan and stood on the table, eating slowly while blowing the air.

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Lin Zhuo said he was going to play, but in fact he didn't play at all. He sat in the shade and watched the court with a cold face.

Someone who often played with came over to say hello to him, but Lin Zhuo nodded perfunctorily.

Shao Yichuan sat beside him with two cans of Coke, "One?"

Lin Zhuo glanced at it, and said after a while, "No drink."

Shao Yichuan smiled, and opened a can himself, "Why don't you even drink Coke?"

Lin Zhuo snorted coldly, "I'm sick."

"Have you quarreled with Lu Qingyu again?"

Lin Zhuo frowned irritably, "He's sick."

Shao Yichuan was stunned for a moment, laughed a few times and said, "When I first met you, I thought you should be difficult to mess with. After playing a few games, I felt that you were quite righteous. You and Lu Qingyu have such a good relationship, why not?" Still noisy every day?"

Lin Zhuo kept a cold face and said nothing, suddenly a person came in front of him, he looked up, Zhao Mengchi raised his eyebrows at him, "Why don't you play ball and sit here?"

Lin Zhuo answered her directly, "What's none of your business?"

Zhao Mengchi froze for a moment, then said loudly: "Have you eaten gunpowder? I provoked you."

Lin Zhuo didn't even look at her, "Don't bother me."

Zhao Mengchi snorted, and handed him the drink in his hand, "Don't bother you, just take the pulse and I'll leave."

Lin Zhuo asked impatiently, "Are you sick?"

Zhao Mengchi's eyes widened, "Lin Zhuo, are you sick? Are you trying to say that you don't like drinking Pulse anymore?"

Lin Zhuo stared at the pulse in his hand for a long time, and suddenly said: "Give it to me, hurry up."

Seeing that he was so forthright, Zhao Mengchi still felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to say something more, but Lin Zhuo frowned and said, "You still don't want to leave after I accept it?"

Zhao Mengchi snorted, turned and left.

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When Lin Zhuo came back, there was no lunch box on the table, he subconsciously looked at the trash can, the lunch box inside was empty.

He sat on his seat, unscrewed Pulse and took a sip in front of Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu glanced sideways at him, but said nothing.

After Lin Zhuo drank half of the bottle, he put Pulse on the corner of the table, still leaning against Lu Qingyu's side of the table.

Lu Qingyu lay down on the table and began to take a nap.

The small fan was not loud, but it would make some noise when it was turned on when everyone was resting quietly at noon, so Lu Qingyu turned off the fan.

He hadn't gotten over the nausea in the morning, so he couldn't fall asleep, so he just lay still on his stomach.

After Lin Zhuo waited for Xu Jiqing to leave, he took out his mobile phone and started reading novels.

He wasn't thinking about it, he read a few pages at a glance, and gave up after finding that he couldn't understand the plot.

He quit the novel page, clicked on a small game and started playing.

After playing for a while, Lin Zhuo heard Lu Qingyu calling him softly, "Lin Zhuo..."

Lin Zhuo looked up after finishing playing, "Why?"

Lu Qingyu said, "I'm thirsty."

Lin Zhuo snorted coldly and said, "I'm thirsty and go get water myself."

"I don't want to drink water." Lu Qingyu's tone was still very cold, "I want to drink Pulse."

Lin Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I'm sorry, mine."

Lu Qingyu didn't have the attitude of begging at all, and said coldly: "I'll give you money, and you sell it to me."

"Sorry, I drank it."

"I don't mind." Lu Qingyu said.

"I mind."

Lu Qingyu held his breath in his chest, turned his head and did not speak.

Lin Zhuo deliberately unscrewed Pulse and took another sip, but Lu Qingyu ignored him.

Lin Zhuo leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "I want to give you a drink."

Lu Qingyu immediately turned her head, looked at him, and picked up Pulse to drink.

Lin Zhuo added, "Anyway, I didn't buy it, Zhao Mengchi gave it to me."

Lu Qingyu paused, and stopped his hand in the air. After a while, he returned the pulse to Lin Zhuo, and said with a sneer, "Drink it yourself."

Lin Zhuo screwed on the bottle cap with a smile, Lu Qingyu saw that his smile was obtrusive, and suddenly snatched the pulse back, stood up and put it into the trash can.

Lin Zhuo's smile stiffened, and he said in shock, "Lu Qingyu, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Qingyu didn't return to his seat, but walked out directly.

He went to the water room to wash his face, tied his hair again, and then stood at the window to blow dry quietly.

There was no one on campus at this time. He lowered his eyes and looked down. From this angle, he could only see the flower bed behind the building. There was a person sitting next to the flower bed, who seemed to be smoking.

Lu Qingyu doesn't know how to smoke, and he doesn't like to smoke. When he was in junior high school, he smoked one with Lin Zhuo, which made him cough for a long time. After that, he didn't smoke again.

Lin Zhuo actually doesn't like to smoke, but he can smoke, and he smokes very nicely, it's the kind of pretense that he can show his hand.

Lu Qingyu suddenly had an urge to ask the man downstairs for a cigarette.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Zhuo also entered the water room.

Lu Qingyu paused, Lin Zhuo pretended to wash his hands, and did not speak to him.

Lu Qingyu brushed past him, and Lin Zhuo suddenly turned around and grabbed his wrist.

His hands were very wet, dripping water, which wet Lu Qingyu's wrists.

Lu Qingyu looked down, Lin Zhuo said: "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't say you're out of your mind, and I shouldn't yell at you, let's go, I'll buy you a pulse, let's talk."

Lu Qingyu looked up at him, Lin Zhuo smiled, let go of his wrist, raised his hand and flicked water on his face, "Don't be angry, let's go, my boy."

The author says:

Pulse: Who did I provoke?

Coke: Don't tell me I'm even worse...