love blind spot

Before going to bed at night, Lin Zhuo followed the method Zhou Xiuyun had said before, lying flat on the bed with his legs against the wall.

Lu Qingyu asked, "Here tonight?"

"En." Lin Zhuo seized the time to read the novel.

Lu Qingyu packed their backpacks, sat next to Lin Zhuo after going to bed, and stared at him for a while.

Lin Zhuo looked at him from the corner of his eye, "What's wrong?"

Lu Qingyu took off the rubber band and smoothed her hair, "Do you want to write a novel?"

Lin Zhuo put down his phone in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Guess." Lu Qingyu said flatly.

Lin Zhuo smiled, "Are you a roundworm in my stomach? No, a small fish in my stomach."

"Tsk, when will you start writing?"

Lin Zhuo slowly lowered his legs, "I don't know, I'm still thinking about the outline."

He tapped his leg, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Lu Qingyu shook his head and lay down on the pillow. As long as he stopped thinking about being a policeman, he would do anything.

Lin Zhuo suddenly became interested, he turned over, lay on the pillow and looked at Lu Qingyu, "Why don't you ask me what kind of novel I plan to write?"

Lu Qingyu glanced at him, "Aside from the weird ones you read every day, what else can you write about? Could it be about falling in love?"

Lin Zhuo played with a lock of his hair, "The ones I watch every day, the male protagonist also wants to fall in love."

"Talk to whom? A ghost? Or a monster?"

Lin Zhuo laughed a few times, "Your brain is bigger than mine."

Lu Qingyu closed his eyes, Lin Zhuo didn't bother him anymore, he thought about the plot quietly for a while, and fell asleep before he knew it.

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The next morning, when Lu Qingyu woke up, she found that she was being hugged by Lin Zhuo both hands and feet, which was even worse than before.

Lin Zhuo probably regarded him as a bear who hugged and slept every day recently.

Lu Qingyu pushed Lin Zhuo's head, "Lin Zhuo, you hit my hair, hiss..."

Lin Zhuo raised his head subconsciously in his sleep, Lu Qingyu pulled his hair out, and he lay on the pillow again.

Lu Qingyu broke free from his arms helplessly, just as he sat up, Lin Zhuo put his hands around his waist again.

"Don't move...let me hug..." Lin Zhuo said.

Lu Qingyu grabbed his hand, "I'm not a bear, get up."

It took a lot of effort to wake Lin Zhuo up every day, and Lu Qingyu was used to it.

Lin Zhuo finally came to his senses while eating breakfast. After eating the pancakes, he drank the soy milk in one gulp.

Lu Qingyu said: "Don't throw up anymore today, the relay will be in the morning."

"No," Lin Zhuo said, "Today I probably won't be able to run as fast as yesterday."

After they arrived at the playground, they met Zhao Mengchi and Yao Jia head-on. Zhao Mengchi glanced at them, walked over with his head down, and it was Yao Jia who greeted them.

As soon as Lin Zhuo saw Zhao Mengchi, he couldn't help but look at Lu Qingyu's arm. The wound was not too big, and it had already scabbed over, but it was glaring no matter how you looked at it.

Lu Qingyu sighed, "When my wound is gone, do you still want to stare at her?"

Lin Zhuo pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lu Qingyu didn't actually want to defend Zhao Mengchi, it was just that Zhao Mengchi spoke for him at the cold noodle shop last time, no matter what the reason was, he didn't want to owe favors.

Besides, the main reason was that Lu Qingyu didn't want Lin Zhuo to always care about his injuries.

After the two of them sat down in their seats, Lin Zhuo played with his hand while looking at the injury on his finger.

Lu Qingyu curled up her fingertips, but Lin Zhuo forcefully straightened her fingers.

Lu Qingyu clicked his tongue, "If you have nothing to do, just read novels."

Lin Zhuo lowered his head and said, "There is something to do."

"Playing hands?"

Lin Zhuo smiled, "Your hands are pretty."

He spread out his palms and compared them to Lu Qingyu's, which fit tightly together.

Their hands are about the same size, except that Lu Qingyu is slightly whiter than his, and there is a small depression in the place where he writes all the year round.

Lu Qingyu took a look and felt that there was no difference between their hands, "Your hands don't look good?"

"Mine looks good too." Lin Zhuo said without humility.

"What are you two doing, comparing hands?" Shao Yichuan sat next to Lin Zhuo, "Me too."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lin Zhuo inserted five fingers into Lu Qingyu's, took his hand and said to Shao Yichuan, "Compare you with Bai Shui."

Shao Yichuan clicked his tongue a few times, and Lin Zhuo glared at him, "He has an injury on his hand."

Shao Yichuan let out a long "Oh" and said naively: "I have injuries on my hands, so I can compare with you, but not me? And the god has injuries on his hands, but you don't have any."

"Tsk, come, come, let me compete with you." Lin Zhuo stretched out his other hand in front of Shao Yichuan.

Lu Qingyu suddenly said, "Yao Jia is here."

Shao Yichuan's attention was immediately attracted, he saw Yao Jia walking towards this side, he quickly put away the joke and sat down, and even straightened his clothes deliberately.

This time it was Lin Zhuo's turn to click his tongue a few times, and he leaned over to embrace Lu Qingyu and said, "If I were in a relationship, I probably wouldn't act like this..."

"Are you still seldom pretending?" Lu Qingyu said, "Whoever can't eat shrimp insists on not saying it, whoever has a sprained ankle insists on carrying me on his back, who..."

Before Lu Qingyu finished speaking, Lin Zhuo covered her mouth.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lin Zhuo said firmly, "Stop talking."

Lu Qingyu blinked, "Stop talking... Take your hands away."

Lin Zhuo slowly put down his hand, still staring at his lips, when Lu Qingyu was about to speak, Lin Zhuo covered his mouth again.

Lu Qingyu glared at him, Lin Zhuo argued, "Didn't you say it's better not to talk about it, and I'm not pretending, at most I'm doing it."

Lu Qingyu pulled his hand off, too lazy to argue with him, "Do you believe it yourself?"

Lin Zhuo smiled and admitted: "Okay, if I like someone, it's probably similar to Xiao Chuanzi."

After Lin Zhuo finished speaking, the two of them suddenly fell silent, and Lu Qingyu said after a while, "I'm thirsty."

Lin Zhuo took out a bottle of Pulse from his bag, "Drink less."

After Lu Qingyu finished drinking, Lin Zhuo also took two sips, he turned his head to look at Lin Zhuo, Lin Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"You said before that you don't fall in love."

"Yeah," Lin Zhuo said, "I was just thinking about it just now, and I don't have anyone I like."

"No?" Lu Qingyu asked again in disbelief.

Lin Zhuo squeezed the bottle cap hard, "No."

Lu Qingyu nodded, "If there is, will I be the first to know?"

Lin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, "Knowing about it earlier than the person I like?"

"Yes." Lu Qingyu looked at him.

"Yes." Lin Zhuo replied.

Lu Qingyu lowered his head and looked at the rubber band on his hand, "Don't ask me how to chase people then."

Lin Zhuo smiled, raised his left hand and stroked his hair, "Ask you, but you don't know."

Lu Qingyu's gaze moved with his wrist, and Lin Zhuo followed him to look at the rubber band on his wrist.

He was wondering, so he heard Lu Qingyu say, "Short hair is best."