Peripheral vision flooding

Lin Ziqiu's textbooks are not quite the same as those in the old city. Jiang Yuming said that he should hire a tutor for him to study in advance so that he can keep up with the progress.

But was rejected by Lin Ziqiu, there was no reason, he said that he could study by himself, if it was not possible, there would be Jiang Zihan anyway, if he didn't know how to learn, he would ask Jiang Zihan himself.

Jiang Zihan's grades have always been very good, and he is also one of the best in Luoshui No. [-] Middle School. Who wouldn't call him a master of acoustics?It's okay to ask him, and it can also enhance the relationship between the two brothers. Only the two brothers should help each other, so Jiang Yuming didn't care about it.

It's mid-August, and it's not far away from school.

Lin Ziqiu studied by himself in his bedroom every day, maybe he overestimated himself, or maybe it was because the textbooks in the old city were really difficult, and he couldn't understand several parts.

I was thinking about asking Jiang Zihan, but I was a little hesitant. I don’t seem to know him very well. It seems that it’s not good to interrupt rashly...Although it seems to be the same, although he swore that he would ask Jiang Zihan .

But just like what Zhao Baixian said, you still have to be cowardly.

So he didn't go out even more, as if he was about to learn to grow old.Nest in the bedroom all day long.

Lin Ziqiu hates physics, very, very much.

He usually ignores the subjects he doesn't like, but it may be that the presence of physics is so strong that he has to pay attention to it, and it also makes him grey.

A young man with white hair is nothing more than that.

At this time, the scorching sun was shining brightly, and through the glass window, it shot directly at the back of his hand holding the pen.

Just as Jiang Zihan was about to knock on the door, through the crack of the door, he caught a glimpse of the surprise of this moment.

The summer is extremely hot, and the clothes I wear are also very thin. From time to time, the breeze blows by, and a corner of the clothes can be lifted, and one can see the world under the clothes.

The summer sun is always extraordinarily warm, as if it is going to melt people.It shone brightly on the boy's body, but the boy didn't hide, and was stunned by himself in the scorching sun, in a haze, it seemed...

What does it seem like?

Jiang Zihan's Chinese has never been better than one hundred and two, so he didn't know how to describe it.

Just, very nice.

Yes, it looks good.However, how can boys describe it as good-looking?But after thinking about it, he still felt that boys can also be described as good-looking.

There is a saying, yes

The light years of midsummer never pass by easily

Every time the breeze blows over my face

The sun shines brightly on the side of the basketball court

Teenager laughing and running wildly

he thinks

That's the light that the youth radiates

It's also a bit of joy when I was young and hazy

Overwhelmed for about 2 minutes, Jiang Zihan lowered his head and lowered his eyes, slightly clenched the ice milk in his hand tightly, the palm of his hand was cool, but he couldn't get it into his heart.

He knocked lightly on the door.

He saw the young man recovering from the sunlight, and said in a clear voice, "Come in."

Jiang Zihan glanced at his startled eyes, walked up to him and gave him milk to put on the desk, and when he looked again, there was no surprise.

hiss--

"It's up to you." Jiang Zihan found a chair, sat down, took out a book from somewhere, and read it in the palm of his hand.

Unconsciously, Lin Ziqiu subconsciously followed what he said, immediately lowered his head to look at the question that was a bit confused just now, and nodded along the way.

When I came back to my senses, I saw people immersed in the book and couldn't extricate themselves, so I endured it, and finally didn't bother.

Just bowed his head and fell into the thoughts just now——

Time is a very strange thing, sometimes you think it is too long, and sometimes you will find that it is gone in a snap of your fingers.

It's like, if you are given 10 minutes, and you don't do anything within 10 minutes, just stare at the number. At this time, time will always be extremely slow.

But the ten or ten years for a person is just a matter of flicking a finger, and it has passed like this.

Remember——Zhao Baixian always said: "Isn't it?! I just started class and why did I end it again? Is the bell broken?!"

"Isn't it?! How long will it be before get out of class is over? I want to end class!"

It can be seen from this.If you like a class, no matter how long it takes, it won't last long, and if you don't like it, no matter how short it is, it won't last long.

One afternoon is neither long nor short, and there are always five or six hours.

Lin Ziqiu is not the hard-working type, he is a good-brained one, he can't sit still when doing things, he doesn't like to read books, he doesn't like to work hard, he doesn't like to do anything.

However, he will read books, learn, and do it.

Even if you don't like it, you will do it.

There is always one thing that he is more enthusiastic about - being in a daze.

As soon as I read two lines of words, the original thoughts disappeared again, and my thoughts had already drifted to the sky.

iced milk.Jiang Zihan brought it over.It must be very cold.

The ice melted and turned into water, and it all flowed onto his desk, but luckily Jiang Zihan put a piece of paper under it just now.

But one doesn't seem to be enough.

The water seeps through the paper and almost runs out...

He reached out to fetch the milk, and was just about to bring it to him when he suddenly remembered that Jiang Zihan didn't seem to say that the milk was for him...

If Jiang Zihan served it for himself, but he took something that didn't belong to him without the master's consent...

Holding the milk in his hand, he just froze in mid-air, neither letting it go nor not letting it go.

Jiang Zihan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and the moment he raised his head, he saw Lin Ziqiu violently put the milk back to its original position. Unexpectedly, with too much force, all the milk spilled out, all over the books, clothes, and the ground.

Lin Ziqiu didn't expect this blow to have such a powerful effect, and hurriedly pulled out paper, trying to wipe Jiang Zihan's book—yes, Lin Ziqiu's book was intact, not a drop of milk was spilled, but Jiang Zihan's book and his The clothes were wet a lot.

Those who didn't know thought he did it on purpose.

Jiang Zihan put down the book soaked in milk, took the paper in his hand, wiped his clothes twice, and threw the paper away after two strokes.

He looked up at Lin Ziqiu.

Lin Ziqiu caught his gaze, and unconsciously smiled guiltily: "I-Apologize."

Jiang Zihan pushed the wet book towards him.

"Well, I'll deal with it." Yu Guan turned and left the bedroom.

Lin Ziqiu touched his nose, coughed twice, and went to deal with the books.After wiping it a few times, put it on the balcony to dry.

Sitting back in his seat, his eyes unconsciously returned to the glass of milk—half of it was left.

Will he be angry?

Probably not, no, how could he not be angry when he was splashed with milk for no reason.

But he shouldn't be angry...

……

Holding the pen with his fingers, he was pointing to the book one after another, with his left hand resting on his chin.

Jiang Zihan came back in less than 10 minutes, with the same milk in his hand not long ago, and it was also cold by visual inspection.

"After drinking, don't spill it again." He put the milk on the desk.

Lin Ziqiu stopped ordering books, and asked softly, "Is it for me?" The previous cup was also for me?

Jiang Zihan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Yeah." After a pause, he said, "Don't you like milk?"

Lin Ziqiu waved his hands hurriedly, and took the milk away: "No, it's okay." I said it was for him...

Jiang Zihan nodded, picked up another book somewhere, and sat down to read it.

Lin Ziqiu glanced at him, a little pleasing to the eye...

He raised his hand and drank two sips of iced milk, then suddenly felt a little emotional, it's so good...

I don't even know what he was talking about.Whether it's a person or a thing, I don't know.

Just take a sip of stuffiness, so as not to splash out again later.

Jiang Zihan took a shower.

After changing his clothes, I have to say that Jiang Zihan's taste in dressing is still very good, at least better than him.

Different clothes give different visual effects.

The sultry hot summer was defeated by a glass of buffalo milk.

The two of them, a summer vacation, a glass of milk, and a few sets of books have passed by like this for a long time.

Originally, Lin Ziqiu thought that Jiang Zihan came to teach him, but later he found that he seemed a little self-indulgent.

Jiang Zihan, alone, with a book, can sit for an entire afternoon without saying a word or doing any actions other than turning the pages of the book.

He was always too embarrassed to bother.

That's how we live in peace, and time goes by day by day.

Do not interfere with each other.

After the wet book dried, the spilled page wrinkled.

Lin Ziqiu thought about buying a new one and returning it to Jiang Zihan, but he didn't know what it was, so Ziqiu, who was studious, carefully looked through the introduction, author and table of contents of this book.

When he finished reading the introduction and lamented how good the author's writing was, Jiang Zihan walked over, glanced at him, saw the book in his hand, and paused: "Did you do it?"

Lin Ziqiu nodded subconsciously, passed the book over, and Jiang Zihan also took it.

Putting it in his arms, he left the bedroom again, as if he came here just to beg for this book.

Uh, just now I was planning to lose money and buy a new one, but now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it?

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After a while.

Finally, when Lin Ziqiu finally had the nerve to ask Jiang Zihan something, it seemed like he had only been away from school for six or seven days.

The reason was - he really couldn't understand - physics.

Physics he hates the most.

Fortunately, Jiang Zihan is very responsible and teaches very seriously.He is also listening very carefully, although occasionally distracted, occasionally in a daze, and occasionally in a daze.

But the results are still remarkable.

From time to time, the day's tasks are completed, and it's not time for dinner, the conversation between the two often goes like this.

Lin Ziqiu lost his pen, closed the book, leaned back on the chair, sighed, and stretched out his hands to rub his neck and wrists.

Jiang Zihan put down the book slightly, looked up at him: "Okay?"

Lin Ziqiu nodded: "Well, that's it."

Jiang Zihan: "Yes."

Lin Ziqiu felt the atmosphere spreading again.

Can't tell.

Often at this time, they will look at each other without saying a word for a long time, until it is dark and the meal is ready, and this atmosphere will be broken.

Jiang Zihan would see the time, then stand up and put away the book: "Let's eat."

Lin Ziqiu would nod, and take the empty cup down, wash it, and put it back in place.

Waiting for its owner to pick it up next time.

Jiang Zihan found that the lunch and dinner these days were extraordinarily rich, and usually he would take Lin Ziqiu to eat outside for breakfast, and after a while, it was morning exercise.

There was also a part of the reason - only Jiang Liangming and Lin Yue would eat breakfast at home.

In order to avoid embarrassment, it is better to have less contact.

Why is it embarrassing, I don't need to say much.

Jiang Zihan made a guess. He thought that the reason why the lunch and dinner were so plentiful might be because Wu Ma felt that the two of them were tired after studying all day and needed to make up for it.After all, teenagers are easy to get hungry.

The second is that school will start in a few days, and I will live on campus by then, and I usually don't eat at home, so Mama Wu will definitely make things better in these few days.Because there will be no food at home.

"Xiaoqiu, eat more. When you are growing, you can't be so thin. If you are stronger, others can't bully you. Like my friend's child in the same village, eat a lot and grow very strong. No one dares to bully you." Bullying." Wu Ma put the dishes on the table, and Lin Ziqiu went to serve the rice. Hearing this, he smiled and nodded, and replied, "Hey! I know."

Jiang Zihan tried his best to pick up vegetables for him: "Long body."

Lin Ziqiu paused for a moment, then clipped back: "You've grown tall too."

Jiang Zihan lowered his head and looked at his slender legs. He remembered that the last physical examination measured 182, and it was just last semester. Why is there 185 now?But looking at Lin Ziqiu again, he is quite tall, but he is not as tall as himself, with thin arms, thin legs and thin waist, so don't eat more.

So he gave Lin Ziqiu another rib: "You need it more."

Lin Ziqiu's calm face exploded a little, it can be seen that he is forbearing, but maybe his patience is too bad, he just heard a whisper, full of killing intent: "Are you implying that I am short?"

Jiang Zihan also said in a low voice: "No." Lin Ziqiu showed the expression of "I believe you a ghost". If not, Jiang Zihan really did not disappoint him in the next moment, "There is no connotation, I just expressed it directly."

Lin Ziqiu laughed angrily in a low voice: "Let's make a bet."

"What are you betting on?" Jiang Zihan asked.

"Before the Chinese New Year bet, I will definitely be taller than you!"

Jiang Zihan responded: "Okay. What's the bet?"

Uh, he hasn't figured it out yet.

"Bet... let the winner let the loser do something." Just say anything, anyway, he is confident that he can win!

No reason, inexplicable confidence.

"alright."

Lin Ziqiu hissed, Jiang Zihan said seriously, "Success!"

Only then did Lin Ziqiu hum in satisfaction.

But, you know, things like height, it's not something you can decide by yourself.

and so……