After the rain

What's wrong with him? "

"Come, come, let me show you the results of my decontamination last time!" Duan Zheng hooked his hand at him proudly, found out the result map, zoomed in on the column that locked Shen Yan, and made an 'eight' with his fingers , shaking excitedly, "Look at my brother Shen, No.8! What is the concept of No.8!"

Xie Junwen looked at the pictures posted by other people in the group, and the initial shock was over, so he calmly asked, "What concept?"

"From the bottom one to the eighth from the bottom, what concept are you talking about!"

Xie Junwen observed his expression carefully, and said, "He didn't study hard before, so it shouldn't have much to do with your...God Test Stone."

What's more, the stone is still seriously powdered, and it sticks to your hands when you touch it.Duan Zheng couldn't control his mouth, and publicized its existence. Countless alumni came here attracted by it. In just a few days, they figured out the true colors of the stone.

"How can it be okay?" Duan Zheng stared, and said confidently: "It was my ignorance and negligence that caused the bad luck to be transferred to Brother Shen, which affected his performance, otherwise he would not have been able to do that in the last monthly exam!"

Xie Junwen had the urge to cover his face, and said powerlessly, "It's the 21st century, can you stop being so superstitious?"

It's not caused by any bad luck, it's obviously Shen Yan's own problem, sitting diagonally across from him during the exam, half of the time is in a daze, the test paper is mostly blank, it's strange to pass the exam.

"Blasphemy!" Duan Zheng's face suddenly became serious, and he slapped his forehead with a palm, "Apologize! Repent!"

Xie Junwen closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, and said without sincerity: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking nonsense."

"However," he paused, feeling the need to ask clearly, "You're looking for Shen Yan to tell him, is it because of your god stone that he passed the exam this time?"

Attribute the achievements of other people's hard work to the illusory gods, and if you say this, there is a high probability that you will be beaten.

"???" Duan Zheng was full of question marks, his eyes were strange as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person, "Are you awake?"

Xie Junwen was puzzled, "Huh?"

"Brother Shen's good grades achieved by his own efforts, how could it be the credit of the God Stone?"

Xie Junwen was even more confused when he heard the words, completely unable to understand his brain circuit, "Then you just said..."

Duan Zheng interrupted him, "Let me tell you this, Brother Shen did not perform well in the monthly exam last time because he was infected with bad luck. Later, I tried to get rid of the bad luck, and he performed normally. Do you understand this explanation?"

Without waiting for Xie Junwen to answer, he continued: "Praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is a kind of spiritual sustenance. The role of divine power is to bless and bless. Examination of gods cannot help you take the exam. Self-effort is the root."

Xie Junwen felt conflicted and said, "Then what's the point of believing this?"

"Forget it, you don't understand." Duan Zheng sighed pretentiously with a deep expression on his face, "It's useless to talk too much, let's stop here."

Xie Junwen: "..."

This face really deserves to be beaten very much.

"Congratulations! You passed the No.1 exam again!" Duan Zheng changed his subject and gave him a thumbs up.

Xie Junwen chuckled: "Thank you, and congratulations for breaking into the top three hundred."

Duan Zheng's eyes moved slightly, evoking a mean smile, reminding him: "You have to cherish it, maybe you won't have the chance to win the first place in the future."

Xie Junwen raised his eyebrows, "What? Do you have the confidence to surpass me?"

"It's not me, it's Brother Shen."

Xie Junwen was stunned for a moment, his tone became flat, "Do you think he has this strength?"

He couldn't figure out where this man's obsession with Shen Yan came from.

Duan Zheng said: "There must be, I think back then... hey Brother Chen returned to me!"

Xie Junwen grasped the point and asked, "You guys knew each other before?"

"I can't say I know him. I know him, but he doesn't know me." Duan Zheng kept typing with his head down, "He was a man of the hour in our school when he was in elementary school."

"Ok?"

"Wenyue Hefeng Elementary School, he is one year older than me. You haven't seen our school's honor roll, the various awards he has won can be listed on two separate bulletin boards, and he is so fucking perverted that they are all gold awards. It’s inhuman! With full marks in the exam, Xiao Shengchu was admitted to No. [-] Middle School with the top score in the city, congratulating the banner for a year.”

The perfect example of 'other people's children', so good that it is hard to match.Duan Zheng has always regarded him as an idol and a goal to strive for, but his brain is not smart enough, his self-control is poor, and he also has a dream of being an athlete. Xiao Shengchu's exams were a mess, and he could only enter a junior high school without thresholds, so he couldn't know what happened to Shen Yan later. up.

Presumably, he must continue to perform the legendary life in junior high school.

Unexpectedly, he and the other party became classmates now, Duan Zheng had to lament the impermanence of the world.

After four years, Shen Yan's appearance seems to be almost the same as in his impression, cold as ice and not easy to get close to, his taciturnity tests one's patience.

He had felt before that this man had as much solitude as honor.

"I'll talk to you again when I have time. Brother Shen said that they are watching a painting and calligraphy exhibition in the lobby of the administrative building. Let's go and see it too!"

Xie Junwen had no interest, but was forcibly pulled by his arms to walk forward. The random thoughts in his mind made his heart feel uncomfortable, and he said stiffly: "What's so interesting."

"Watch and appreciate, especially your dog crawling characters, you should take a serious look at other people's, and then work hard to practice."

"...Who are you talking about crawling?"

Duan Zheng was very courageous, "You, say you!"

Xie Junwen locked his throat, and dragged him away rebelliously, threatening him to subdue, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Duan Zheng was strangled by him, and gave in very spinelessly, "I said to myself... let it go, let go! I'm about to die!"

Pushing and fighting all the way to the destination, they saw two people who were particularly conspicuous among the neatly placed billboards.

Duan Zheng broke free from Xie Junwen's shackles, rushed over with strides, and shouted cheerfully: "Brother Shen——"

Xie Junwen slowed down, even stopped and stood for a few seconds, curled his lips and gave a low snort before moving again, and when he got closer, he heard Duan Zheng's high-spirited voice, coupled with a proud expression asking for praise.

Like a silly dog, Xie Junwen thought so.

Shen Yan was in a happy mood, and touched the silly dog's head, "Thank you."

This action...

Song Qikun who met for the first time: "?"

Duan Zheng scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, grinning from the corner of his mouth to his ears, "Hey."

After visiting the calligraphy and painting exhibition, they went to the playground to watch the game, and Duan Zheng chattered nonstop the whole time.

Shen Yan's patience is full today, and he doesn't feel annoying, so he occasionally responds with a few words.

Song Qikun was thinking about the movement of touching his head just now, so he was absent-minded and didn't say much.

Xie Junwen was so annoyed by what he heard, his eyes were not friendly, but he didn't tell him to shut up, and he kept his face on the floor and exhaled cold air.

The morning game was over, and we signed in at the base camp at two o'clock in the afternoon. Duan Zheng pointed to the two side-by-side band-aids on Shen Yan's neck, and asked curiously, "Brother Shen, what's wrong with your neck?"

With a calm expression, Shen Yan said, "I accidentally got scratched twice by the neighbor's cat."

"Is it serious? Do I need to be vaccinated?"

"It's not serious, it's fine."

Shen Yan was very happy to get the reward as he wished, and Song Qikun had prepared an even bigger surprise for him.

He suffered from insomnia until very late last night, and it was difficult to get up this morning, his head felt slightly heavy, and his reaction was much slower.He took the thermos from Song Qikun in a daze, and after a while he asked, "What is this?"

"Taste it." Song Qikun's eyes were filled with anticipation and apprehension.

Shen Yan glanced at him and unscrewed the lid of the cup.The hot air with rich milky fragrance was released, and the light white mist danced in the cold air, drilling into the nasal cavity unscrupulously.

"I put less tea leaves." Song Qikun said, "Try it, if you don't like it, I'll improve it, be careful not to burn it."

He added more sugar according to Shen Yan's preference, and when he was tinkering in the kitchen just now, his parents turned in to find out, and tasted it by the way, the sweetness was too much, both of them were incapable of accepting it.

Shen Yan lowered his eyelashes and did not move. He was silent for a long time, and confirmed softly, "You did it?"

Song Qikun touched the tip of his nose, "Yes."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, give it a try."

"Yeah." Shen Yan brought the thermos cup to his mouth, stopped his movements, and asked again: "In the future, can I still have this?"

Song Qikun looked at him steadfastly, the smile on his face faded, and he said, "Yes, you can have it if you want."

The temperature of the milk tea was just right for the entrance, Shen Yan took a sip carefully, holding it in his mouth and swallowing it without haste.The fragrant sweetness diffuses from the tip of the tongue, and gradually spreads throughout the mouth, and the breath is full of this taste, leaving a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.

He pursed his lips and tasted it carefully, his brows and eyes softened little by little, his smile was shallow but clearly visible, and he said, "It's delicious, I like it very much."

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that what he had been persistently seeking for the past few years was not the familiar taste buried in the torrent of time, but the touch and joy caused by the warmth of others, which was engraved in every nerve , connected to the depths of the memory, a single hair can move the whole body.

"As long as you like it." Song Qikun raised his hand, bent his knuckles and scratched the corners of his eyes, which got a little wet, and finally couldn't hold back and said in a low voice: "Idiot."

"Huh?" Shen Yan heard it clearly, frowned and showed doubts, and the recalled memories disappeared in an instant, "Why are you scolding me?"

His eyes were circled red, embedded between the black of the pupil and the white around the eyes, the color was so bright that it was almost dazzling.

Song Qikun felt uncomfortable watching, and forced a smile, "Fool."

"..." Shen Yan lowered his eyelids, and took a sip of the hot milk tea with the corners of his lips stretched.

Seeing this, Song Qikun really wanted to laugh, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"En." Shen Yan nodded, ignoring his inexplicable two sentences