He doesn't want to make green tea

Zhang Yu shook his head: "I don't have much time to think about this now, so you should study hard."

He didn't really want to study in his heart, but mainly wanted to make money. Zhang Yu was short of money, and he didn't have the time and energy to entangle with Fang Jingsheng.

Fang Jingsheng stood there for a while.

He has always felt that people who really like him are not so easy to forget, just like he did to Zhang Yu, they have many memories together, and it doesn't mean that they can completely draw the line if they don't like it.

But in Zhang Yu's eyes, things don't seem to be like this.

It seemed that Zhang Yu wanted to get rid of the relationship without any effort.

Only then did he realize how wrong he had been. He was gentle and polite to others, but only showed his worst side to those close to him.

He was silent for a while, then bowed his head and said, "I can wait for you."

This person is still as fairy-like as before, and Zhang Yu used to like the angle of lowering his head, but now he can't remember how he felt his heart beat back then.

He didn't pay attention to Fang Jingsheng anymore. In his eyes, this person just didn't get used to it for a while, and there was not much affection between the two of them, and there was no such thing as liking without knowing it.

If there was even a little bit of affection, how could this person watch him die in his previous life without being indifferent?

It's just that during this period of time he hoped that Fang Jingsheng would stop worrying about this matter, so he said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it later."

Of course, after graduating from high school, he will leave the city. Zhang Yu has no relatives or reasons, and he can start a new life wherever he goes. By then, these people will no longer be able to find him.

Luo Wei's fried yogurt was finished, and he inadvertently turned his head to look in Zhang Yu's direction. Seeing that the two were still talking, he took his small box and left without waiting for Zhang Yu.

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, the man had already gone a long way, and he quickly caught up with him from behind.

But not close.

I don't know why, Luo Wei's footsteps were extraordinarily fast after school that day, Zhang Yuguang could hardly keep up with his walking, and had to run twice every now and then, and it was only [-]:[-] when he reached the gate of the community.

The fried yogurt in this man's hand didn't eat a bite, the edges had already melted, and just around the corner, Luo Wei threw it into the trash can.

When Zhang Yulai slowly caught up, the man was standing by the gate of their building with a bag on one shoulder, and the door light was on, shining on Luo Wei's head.

"You didn't have the key?"

Lowe looked into his eyes: "Throwing the school."

Zhang Yu walked up quickly in two steps, rummaged through the backpack for a long time and took out his key.

When we usually go home together, Luo Wei never forgets to bring the key, but today he doesn't know what happened.

Zhang Yu was stared at by this man to open the door, and felt that the other party's gaze had been on him, from the back of his neck to his back, which inexplicably made him feel a lot of pressure.

Under the dim yellow door lamp, neither of them spoke, only the sound of Zhang Yu's hand unlocking.

The gate of the community is also very old, and it is a bit difficult to open every time. There are a few times when the keys of unskilled residents are broken inside. For everyone's convenience, the landlord usually puts a brick on the gate to prevent it closure.

But if things go on like this, there are too many mosquitoes in the house on the first floor, so the door is closed at night. Zhang Yu has not opened the door a few times, and it is not easy to use. After a long time, he can't open it. Instead, he seems to want to twist the key inside. .

The sight of the person behind him became more and more obvious. Zhang Yu felt that his neck was a little hot, and he was a little afraid of being stared at. The movements of his hands became more anxious, and he almost broke the key with a single force.

Fortunately, Lowe grabbed his cuff in time and pulled him behind him: "Give it to me."

When Luo Wei wanted to take the key, Zhang Yu put the key in his palm.

Even Zhang Yu's key seems to be different from his own key, it always feels more delicate, and a rough person like Luo Wei, who is vigorous and vigorous in everything, can't help but move a little lightly.

Even so, because the gate has been in disrepair for a long time, there was still a lot of noise when it was opened. The two went upstairs one after the other. Zhang Yu walked in front, and Luo Wei walked behind. I don't know if it was because Luo Wei was very tall. , this person's presence is really strong.

The footsteps are also heavy.

Zhang Yu seemed to be being driven to go up the whole process. He usually went upstairs a little slowly, but this time the time was shortened by half.

So when he reached the door of the room, he was still slightly unsteady in his breathing, and his face was hot.

Luo Wei took out the spare key from under the carpet at the door of the room. He opened the door a little slower today. While opening it, he suddenly turned around and asked Zhang Yu:

"Do you have anything else to do tonight?"

Zhang Yu guessed that he wanted to play games together, so he shook his head: "There is nothing else, but I might go to bed early."

Luo Wei didn't say anything, and he didn't seem to be very interested in him. Zhang Yu was about to enter the door, but the man suddenly looked back at him: "Who is Mr. Zhang playing games with recently?"

Zhang Yu said: "Some friends I met online."

Lowe: "Do they all go to bed early?"

Not so early either.

Zhang Yu thought, but nodded: "If you want to practice, you can do it before eleven o'clock."

He turned his head to see Lowe's reaction, but the man didn't seem to have any idea.

When Lowe watched others quietly before, it was as if he was scrutinizing.

Every time Zhang Yu was seen by him, he felt inexplicably nervous, but he has gotten better recently, and for some reason, he doesn't seem to be so afraid of Luo Wei anymore.

After washing up, they played two games. During the game, the two of them didn't have much communication. After the game, Zhang Yu took a screenshot and sent it to Fan Jing. After eleven o'clock, they went to bed directly.

Early the next morning, he met Lin Min again at school.

The girl stood waiting at the door as usual, but this time Luo Wei entered, and she never left.

Zhang Yu walked slowly to the door, and she suddenly grabbed Zhang Yu: "Why didn't you add me on WeChat?"

Afraid that Zhang Yu might misunderstand, Lin Min explained: "I have seen your works hanging in the class, and some other paintings, and I want to buy paintings from you."

Zhang Yu: "Lo Wei said that this number is not yours, it's a scam."

Lin Min:? ?

She glanced into the room, and Lovi was sitting on a chair, looking in the direction of both of them.

Wanting to ask a question, he swallowed it back.

"Forget it." She said in relief, "Let's add a WeChat account. I'm going back to school today. I don't know when I will meet you again. My uncle has an exhibition hall, and I want to buy a second painting."

She paused, then added: "And your cooking is delicious."

Zhang Yu reacted instantly, surprised: "Then you ate the bento?"

Lin Min: "Sorry, I didn't know you made it for Luo Wei."

Zhang Yu was immediately considerate: "It's okay, if you come to play later, I can make it for you."

He has a pretty smile, and he is very friendly when he speaks and does things. Even if he knows that it is a small green tea, when the object of the green tea is himself, Lin Min can't refuse it at all. He even looks a little hot when Zhang Yu sees it. Then I'll bring you some specialties from our side."

Of course, Zhang Yu's these are just polite words, he says this to everyone.

Lin Min didn't know, and left very contentedly.

After returning home, we occasionally chatted a few times. Zhang Yu's paintings did not pursue beauty too much, but she saw a completely different expression. Lin Min bought three paintings from Zhang Yu and sent them to his uncle.

When the exhibition started, two of them were successfully exhibited, which also made Zhang Yu a little famous.

More and more people contacted him to buy paintings, some even asked him if he would like to open a solo exhibition, and Zhang Yu's small coffers gradually filled up.

It was rare to go home to have dinner with his parents on Saturday. Luo Wei passed by the mall and saw his own reflection in the glass window and the beautiful clothes in the window, and instantly thought of Zhang Yu.

If Zhang Yu wears this dress, he will definitely look good. That person is very fair, with a good-looking face, and his temperament goes well with this dress.

Especially when he smiles, his eyes sparkle.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Luo Wei staring at the clothes for so long, Fan Jing also looked over.

The clothes in the window are not the type that Luo Wei usually likes. Luo Wei always wears them cleanly and stylishly. Fan Jing said: "The clothes are very suitable for Zhang Yu."

She commented: "The child will definitely look good in it, what do you think?"

Lowe turned his head and hummed: "Maybe."

This kind of thing happened more than once. Sometimes when he ate something, a thought would suddenly flash in his mind, and someone's face would suddenly flash across.

He himself didn't understand when he remembered Zhang Yu's preferences so clearly.

Only when he suddenly thought of it did he realize that when he met someone for the first time, he had clearly remembered every time he ate together and every time he got along with that person's habits.