After the rain

, will it be easy at that time? "

Liu Xinrong continued to analyze, speaking clearly and logically, "I remember that Yin Xuan's previous grade ranking was always in the top ten, but this time she dropped to more than 20 in the entrance exam. Could it be that she thinks that being in love will affect her studies and she doesn't want you for her studies?"

"I'm going, how can we break up because of this? Can't you be in love and study, work hard together and make progress together?"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, we can think about the good, maybe we didn't break up, it was just a quarrel."

"You two," Song Qikun couldn't laugh or cry because of the harmony, "it's a pity not to be a screenwriter."

He sighed heavily, sorting out the explanations one by one, breaking the fantasy of the two people, "I didn't eat alone, there were other people that day, and we discussed shooting a promotional video together."

"She and I are just ordinary friends. Her boyfriend is in the third middle school, and we have been together since the second year of junior high school."

"As for the reason for the decline in grades, I don't know. If you want to know, you can ask."

"I haven't dated anyone and I haven't lost my love, so don't make up rumors about me, can you? Two friends."

His eyes are clear, his expression is magnanimous, and he talks freely.

Zhang Fan and Liu Xinrong made up their minds and agreed that he was not lying, so they returned to the original question, "What happened?"

Song Qikun choked, and his words bluntly said: "No, it's nothing."

The completely different performances before and after were obviously tricky, and the two of them wanted to ask again, but the bell rang for class, so they had to let it go.

The snack street next to No. [-] Middle School is called "East Street".

Song Qikun parked his bicycle by the low wall at the entrance of the street, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Milk tea." Shen Yan licked his dry lips, "Add ice."

He slept on his stomach in the classroom all afternoon. He woke up in the dry weather with a fever and a sore throat. After sleeping for too long, his temples were still sore. He urgently needed a cup of cold and sweet milk tea to relieve him.

This person is as obsessed with milk tea as cats like to eat fish, but drinking milk tea too often is not good for health, Song Qikun suggested, "How about drinking fruit juice?"

Shen Yan pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, then said sullenly: "Yes."

Not very happy.

Song Qikun didn't say anything, and first took him to buy juice - a mixture of mango and orange, with two spoonfuls of sugar added.

Shen Yan's eyes lit up when he took the first sip, the sweet juice mixed with finely crushed smoothies flowed down his throat, the refreshing coolness quickly spread to his limbs and bones, and he felt instantly at ease.

He raised his head and wrote down the name of the shop secretly, and inhaled a third of it in one breath with a straw in his mouth.

Two teaspoons of sugar are enough to coax it.

Song Qikun looked at him and smiled, "What do you want for dinner, or should we go shopping first?"

Shen Yan is not picky about food, "Whatever is not spicy is fine."

After eating, the two returned to the community to feed milk tea.

"Shen Yan." Song Qikun stopped at the side of the road and waited for the green light. After hesitating all afternoon, he decided to apologize again, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry about the noon matter."

Shen Yan had enough food and drink, opened his neckline to blow the air, tapped his toes lightly on the ground, so satisfied that his brain's response was a little slow, "Huh?"

"It happened at noon." Song Qikun repeated, "I'm really sorry."

The little green man in the light started to move, and the traffic on the left and right stopped one after another. He released the front brake, reminded him to "sit firmly", and followed other bicycles and electric vehicles across the road.

As the car speeds up, the coolness becomes even worse, and the leafy street trees rustle.

Shen Yan remained silent, frowned and hesitated for a long time, then said bluntly, "When did you know?"

"On Monday, my dad was on the phone with your brother, and I heard it from the side."

"Is there anything else?" Shen Yan was a little uneasy.

Song Qikun squeezed the handlebar tightly, stopped stepping on the pedal, and let the car slide down a slight downhill.His heart beat a little faster, he swallowed nervously, and asked, "I heard him say that you have been to a doctor for two years, is it convenient for you to tell me about this?"

After he finished speaking, his palms began to sweat.

for a long time.

Shen Yan said lightly: "Sorry."

When Duan Zheng came to study at night, he saw the courier on the desk. He changed his slump and slapped five yuan in front of Shen Yan, "Thank you, Brother Shen! Labor fee!"

"No need," he said.

"Why don't you use it? This is necessary, necessary, and indispensable!" Duan Zheng cut the sealing tape with a ruler, took out the contents, removed the cushioning packaging, and held it in front of Shen Yan like a treasure, "Shen Yan Put your hands up quickly, God of Exams bless you, you will definitely excel in the monthly exams!"

It was a sphere with a diameter of about 20cm, placed in a lotus base, covered with a layer of glittering gold powder, and three large vermilion characters descended vertically—Kaoshen Stone.Two columns of small characters are also engraved on the base:

You must pass every exam, and you will be named on the gold list.

Shen Yan: "...no way."

Duan Zheng said seriously, "Brother Shen, don't look at its vulgar appearance. My mother asked for it from our local Tianshi Mansion. It is said to be very effective. As long as you have it, Tsinghua University, Peking University, Oxford and Harvard are all within reach! Come on, Put your hand up, and this first divine power will be given to you!"

Under his eager gaze, Shen Yan put his hand up mechanically, dipping his hands in gold powder.

"..."

On Sunday, the tsundere little princess Pearl and the landowner's silly son Milk Tea ushered in the meeting of the century, and the Pearl Milk Tea was successfully combined.

Milk tea likes pearls very much, so she happily went up to lick her fur, but was scared away half a meter by Pearl's paw.After plucking up the courage to try several times, it was still the same. It turned to look at Shen Yan, with a bright puzzlement on its big face.

"It thinks you are fat." Shen Yan said.

Liu Xinrong almost died of laughter, walked over to smooth its fur, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, milk tea is so cute, Pearl is shy."

Seeing the shit-shoveling officer licking other cats in front of her, Pearl instantly frowned, glared fiercely at the milk tea, and screamed sharply.

Song Qikun just wanted to go up to appease him, but the milk tea here was one step ahead of him, and even made a run-up in advance, throwing himself on Pearl as if he was dead.

Taking advantage of its size, it pressed Pearl and licked its fur recklessly. Pearl scratched and bit it but to no avail. The fur on its neck was licked in a mess.

The two cats who rolled into a ball exchanged a cat language in the next half minute. It felt like Pearl was scolding milk tea and coaxing, and then the tense atmosphere gradually eased.Pearl stopped being aggressive, she raised her head and obediently let Milk Tea lick her fur.

Under the blue sky and broad daylight, the three onlookers were stunned.

Shen Yan: "Has Pearl been sterilized?"

"Yes." Liu Xinrong nodded, feeling inexplicably ashamed.

"So is milk tea." Shen Yan said.

Tired of lying for a few hours, the two furry children were still reluctant to part when they parted.

All three smelled the sour smell of love.

"Take it to know the way." Song Qikun touched the heads one by one, "It's convenient for dating."

Pearls and milk tea: "Meow~"

Liu Xinrong: "..."

Shen Yan: "..."

The speed of love like the wind.

Classes will start normally this week. Every morning plus morning self-study, there are five classes, four in the afternoon, evening self-study is divided into two periods and two classes, the fourth class on Friday afternoon is used for general cleaning, and Saturday night is brought forward to [-]:[-] I will study by myself next night.

Class seats are rotated every half a month, moving two rows back each time.

Shen Yan has a single seat, and Song Ye decided not to take turns after seeking his opinion, but he can change seats in three rows.

After Duan Zheng learned about it, he ran to apply with Song Ye not to take turns. The reason was that he and Xie Junwen were tall, and sitting in front would block other students.

Song Ye agreed.

A penguin colony was built in the class, and under the call of the class leader, everyone added friends to each other.

Shen Yan has a Penguin account, but he basically doesn't use it. The profile picture is the default profile picture of the software, but was replaced with a picture of milk tea after being ridiculed by Duan Zheng.

Duan Zheng pulled him into several school groups.

What are "study materials sharing", "No. 6 Middle School emoticon package production base", "campus gossip frontline", "Fantasy internal self-selling", "No. [-] Middle School diplomatic group [-]".

The group members are very active. Shen Yan occasionally took out his mobile phone to look at it during class breaks, and without exception, the screen was full of bright red 99+.

"Brother Shen, you haven't cut your hair yet." Duan Zheng took a big bun from the cafeteria that cost one yuan in his mouth, pulled out a chair and sat down, and put his elbow on Shen Yan's table, "The flag is going to be raised today, and the boss will definitely say you of."

The "boss" in his mouth is the team leader of the first grade, with a short stature and round inches, he likes to walk with his hands behind his back, and he always smiles when he sees everyone.

But once he taught someone a lesson, the voice would be so loud that the whole floor would tremble three times.

"But your hairstyle is really cool." Duan Zheng secretly took out his mobile phone, opened his textbook and stood upright on the table for cover, and opened a WeChat group, "Brother Shen, look, you are now a class grass-level You're already a traffic player, do you want to join the group to see how your fans praise you?"

It was a group chat with more than 100 people. The name of the group was "Gloomy Boy Ayan Support Club". There was a pink love heart embedded in each group, and the long string was almost blinding.

"What is this?" Shen Yan didn't understand the meaning of these words.

"You are a gloomy boy." Duan Zheng looked at the gaudy picture that was sent when he welcomed the newcomers, "Ayan, you. To put it bluntly, everyone in the group is your fangirl."

He read it out word by word, "The sick and delicate male protagonist who came out of the girl's manga, the fiery beating heart under the thin body, my blood boils for you, my soul trembles because of you, I will always surrender to the deep love in your eyes ...I'll go, brother Shen, look at me!"

Shen Yan raised his eyes.

Duan Zheng held his breath and stared into his eyes for nearly ten seconds. The excitement and anticipation on his face gradually turned into confusion. He scratched his head, "I didn't see it."

It's too nonsense to be affectionate or something.

Shen Yan: