love blind spot

When everyone's attention was no longer on Lin Zhuo, Shao Yichuan leaned over and asked in a low voice, "How did you get carried back? Did you sprain your ankle?"

Lin Zhuo waved his hands, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke, "I said it was the championship treatment."

Shao Yichuan clicked his tongue in obvious disbelief, and didn't ask any further questions, but just asked him to stop talking.

Lin Zhuo felt uncomfortable sitting on the hard bench under his buttocks, he changed several positions, Lu Qingyu looked at him sideways, with doubts in his eyes.

Lin Zhuo immediately fell on him and complained in a low voice: "This chair is too hard, it's uncomfortable to sit on."

Maybe because he still felt a little wronged in his heart, Lin Zhuo said coquettishly, "Give me your legs."

Lu Qingyu looked at him in shock, Lin Zhuo felt a little embarrassed by his eyes, and buried his head on his shoulder.

Lu Qingyu said: "Just now I said I would send you to the infirmary and you didn't go, but now you think the chair is hard, what do you want?"

Lin Zhuo actually didn't know, he was just very tired, all the strength in his body was used up, and there was always something blocking him in his heart.

He was silent for a while, put his arms around Lu Qingyu and said, "Don't get angry for no reason in the future..."

Lu Qingyu pushed him, "It's not time for you to get angry for no reason."

Lin Zhuo thought about it for a while, and he did have this kind of situation, so he changed his words: "Let's not get angry for no reason in the future."

Lu Qingyu said after a while: "I'm not inexplicable."

Lin Zhuo raised his head, looked at him and said, "I still don't understand. I just care about other people asking for a WeChat account. There is still business. Why are you angry?"

Lu Qingyu didn't answer him, but instead asked, "What's the business?"

Lin Zhuo clicked his tongue, "You will know when the time comes."

Lu Qingyu stared at him for a few seconds, then turned to watch the game and stopped talking.

Zhang Quan came back from the toilet, saw the two of them back, and said excitedly, "Is this reconciliation?"

Lin Zhuo said hoarsely, "When will it be bad?"

Zhang Quan was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's not difficult."

He took out snacks and drinks from his pocket and distributed them to everyone. Lin Zhuo couldn't eat them, but he still took them.

Lu Qingyu looked at him, "You'd better not eat now."

"I know," Lin Zhuo said, "you eat."

Lu Qingyu looked at the snacks that were either dregs or sticky, and said with disgust, "I don't want to eat them."

"Fault." Lin Zhuo said.

He returned the snacks to Zhang Quan, leaving only a bottle of AD calcium, inserted a straw and handed it to Lu Qingyu, who put the plastic on the outside of the straw directly into his pocket.

This series of actions was too fluent, Zhang Quan stared blankly at the two of them with his mouth slightly open, and after a while he turned his head and said to Shao Yichuan: "It's really not awkward at all after the two of them quarreled."

Shao Yichuan's eyes fell on Yao Jia in front of him, and he said absently, "It's not bad."

Zhang Quan followed his gaze and looked, "Well, I'm the only one who co-authors, and I worry about others."

He took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the people on the left and right, "Let's take a few photos, Brother Lin, your mobile phone is still here with me, use yours?"

"Okay." Lin Zhuo said.

He unlocked the phone and handed it over. Shao Yichuan held the phone above his head, Zhang Quan made a comparison to the camera, and Lin Zhuo grabbed Lu Qingyu, who was still drinking milk.

Shao Yichuan had just finished taking pictures, and someone said, "Why don't you call us to take pictures", so the small group photo became a group photo of the whole class, and even Xu Jiqing, who had been sitting in front and didn't care much about them, turned his head and cooperated. Made a gesture.

Lin Zhuo sent all the group photos to the class group, all four of them sent to their small group, only one was not sent.

When Shao Yichuan took the first photo, Lu Qingyu had just been embraced by Lin Zhuo, with a straw still in his mouth, and he was a little dazed.

The first three people in the photo are all looking at the camera, only the last Lu Qingyu is looking at Lin Zhuo, the camera only captures his profile, with a strand of hair blown up by the wind beside his face.

Lin Zhuo stared at this photo for a long time, and even enlarged the part of him and Lu Qingyu separately, and then quickly turned off the screen when Lu Qingyu looked over.

Lu Qingyu gave him a strange look, Lin Zhuo cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "Have you saved the photo just now?"

"Save a few." Lu Qingyu said.

"Change to chat background."

When Lin Zhuo said this, Zhang Quan immediately echoed, "This is good."

He quickly changed the group photo of the four of them into the chat background in the group, and urged the other three to change it.

After Lin Zhuo changed, he looked at the photo he hadn't sent to other people, and cut him and Lu Qingyu alone, and replaced it with the background of chatting with Lu Qingyu.

It suddenly occurred to him that the chat background between Lu Qingyu and everyone had always been the default, so he took a few group photos alone with Lu Qingyu's phone.

After the filming, Lin Zhuo chose, one of which was him hooking Lu Qingyu's neck, Lu Qingyu was probably tickled by him, smiled lightly, the sun came in from outside the shed, and passed over their heads A layer of plush gold trim.

Lin Zhuo was very satisfied to set this photo as the chat background for Lu Qingyu, and then sent these photos to his mobile phone, clicking on the original photos one by one to save.

Lu Qingyu took back her phone and looked at it, "Are you naive?"

"No." Lin Zhuo said.

Lu Qingyu stared at their chat box for a while, then suddenly asked Lin Zhuo, "What's your chat background?"

Lin Zhuo put away the phone with a guilty conscience, looked up at the game, and pretended to be casual and said, "It's the same as you."

Lu Qingyu didn't ask any more questions, and when the athletes from Class [-] came back, Lin Zhuo applauded along with them.

Lu Qingyu asked him, "How are you?"

Lin Zhuo tilted his head, slid down and leaned on his shoulder, and said in a drawn-out voice, "No—it's not going to get better."

Lu Qingyu laughed, "Running and crippling myself?"

The space in the back row of them is quite large, Lin Zhuo put one leg on top of his, swayed and said, "How can you still laugh, I'm so miserable..."

Although he knew that Lin Zhuo was pretending to a large extent, Lu Qingyu helped him beat his leg, "Is it comfortable?"

Lin Zhuo squinted his eyes, enjoyed it for a while, and then sent his arms over, "Squeeze."

Lu Qingyu looked at him, Lin Zhuo smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, raised his hand and scraped Lu Qingyu's chin, he said nonchalantly: "There will be rewards for good performance."

Lu Qing cooperated with him in a difficult situation, "What reward?"

Lin Zhuo hooked his fingers at him, Lu Qingyu moved his head closer, Lin Zhuo pinned his broken hair behind his ear, and flicked his earlobe lightly.

Lu Qingyu glanced at him, "Stop pinching."

"Don't, don't, don't," Lin Zhuo said, "Can I buy you new earphones?"

Lu Qingyu didn't answer, but he still pinched his arm with his hand and didn't stop.

Lin Zhuo touched his stomach with the other hand, "I'm hungry."

"eat."

"...sore throat."

"Forbearance."

"Little fish—my throat hurts, my legs hurt, everything hurts..."

"Don't grind people, let you run so fast, you can just call me?"

"Tsk, no matter, you are in charge anyway."