After the rain

There was an extra text message in the notification bar of the mobile phone. The sender was "Wenheng No. [-] Middle School". He clicked on it, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared instantly.

Shen Yan's monthly exam ranking reached a new high this time, jumping to the seventh grade.

Shen Xin was so excited that he picked up the milk tea and sucked it fiercely, he shook his front paw wildly, "Seventh! Seventh grade!"

Milk Tea looked blank: "Meow? Meow? Meow?"

When the excitement subsided a bit, Shen Xin decided to call Song Ye to confirm that the other party was at the school and requested to meet him. After obtaining the consent, he quickly washed and changed his clothes and rushed to No. [-] Middle School.

The two chatted in the office for a long time, and at the end of it, it was close to school, Shen Xin stood outside the classroom door and waited to pick up the children at home for dinner.

He also entertained the child's close friends with ulterior motives.

He was dressed very casually today, his hair was not well taken care of, his seriousness and sharpness at work were gone, his eyebrows were mild, and he looked like a good-tempered young student.

In a sense, this was actually meeting the parents. Song Qikun didn't dare to be as casual as usual. He always paid attention to his words and deeds, and behaved politely and cautiously, trying to make a good impression on his future brother.

Shen Xin didn't break his nervousness, and picked up topics related to study and personal interests to chat with him.

After a few words, Song Qikun relaxed a lot, and after talking a few more words, he happily called "Brother".

The two chatted happily, but Shen Yan remained silent and was naturally ignored.

The speed of his eating gradually slowed down, his eyes didn't know where to fall, and he chewed mechanically with his lips pursed.

The rice in the bowl was a little cold in the mouth, and the chatter and laughter kept getting into my ears, and an inexplicable irritability welled up in my heart.

He suddenly felt that the two were very noisy.

At this moment, a hand reached out from the side, held down his knee and shook it twice, hooked his fingers around the knee, and scratched, without getting a response, he groped up against the inner side of his leg unwillingly.

Shen Yan squeezed the chopsticks tightly, and the pointing of his knees was [-] degrees off, which was an open gesture, meaning to touch casually.

The hand froze, and he retreated quickly without any hope.

Shen Yan's expression turned pale, and he said a word calmly: "Food."

Song Qikun hurriedly fed him more food.

Not long after, Shen Yan asked again: "Tang.

Song Qikun immediately put down his chopsticks and scooped up the soup for him.

Yizhi one after another——

"water."

"Paper."

"cell phone."

Song Qikun handled it patiently and appropriately, but Shen Yan was not very satisfied. He lowered his eyelids and stared at his side face, and then shifted to the focus of his attention.

Shen Xin was observing their way of getting along with great interest, he suddenly met a cold gaze, and blinked amusedly: "What else?"

Shen Yan suddenly turned his eyes away, looked down at the phone again, and said expressionlessly: "Eat yours."

Shen Xin caught a glimpse of his reddened ears, raised his brows slightly, and stared at him curiously.

The ear was slowly turning red.

40. Exam

Shen Xin's luggage was very light, so he brought two sets of change of clothes, stuffed them into the shopping bag just like when he came here, and randomly threw them in the back seat.

As usual, Shen Yan brought milk tea to send him off.

The sky is clear and thin, with light-colored thin clouds lingering in the sky, strands floating like veils, constantly changing shape with the wind.

Shen Xin fastened his seat belt, and suddenly thought of something, put his arms on the car window, poked his head out and asked, "By the way, Xiaobao, do you want me to pick you up during the holiday?"

Shen Yan's arm holding milk tea increased slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and he said ambiguously: "It's fine."

"Teacher Song said that you finished the exam on the 28th, let me see that day..." Shen Xin took out his mobile phone and checked the calendar, and said, "It's Thursday, I'll come pick you up on Saturday, is that okay?"

Shen Yan nodded: "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving." Shen Xin started the car engine and waved to him: "Take care of yourself, bye!"

Shen Yan said "um": "Be careful on the road."

Milk tea wagging its tail: "Meow~"

Watching the vehicle leave his field of vision, Shen Yan bent down and put the furry child on the ground, one person and one cat walked back slowly.

The temporary "tenant" left, and the traces of life left behind were covered by Shen Yan's personal habits within a few days, and everything at home returned to its original state.

The amount of milk tea consumed in Shen Yan's memorandum has been made up due to the progress of the exam. Song Qikun is also earnestly fulfilling his promise, and puts a cup of milk tea in a thermos for him every morning.

But the quality of milk tea began to have many problems. First, the sweetness decreased step by step. When it was the worst, it was so light that it was negligible. Then, the tea flavor and ingredients disappeared for no reason, and it completely evolved into a cup of heated pure milk. Seriously cut corners.

Perhaps because he didn't see him pursuing the complaints, someone intensified without any psychological burden. Recently, he can only drink the milk tea he wants almost once a week.

At first, Shen Yan guessed that he might be too late to get up, and occasionally he could barely accept it once or twice, convincing himself to change his taste, and he was very reasonable and didn't care about it.

As a result, the situation continued to deteriorate.

bother.

"What's the matter?" The culprit leaned over to Shen Yan who was lying on the sofa wandering in the sky, and after touching his nose, he staggered, and lightly pecked his lips, "You look so bad, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Shen Yan's pure black pupils moved, and his eyes shifted to scan the thermos cup on the coffee table, and then fell into Song Qikun's concerned eyes. After a pause for a while, he finally decided to settle accounts with him.

"Why did my milk tea turn into hot milk?"

Song Qikun had pretended for so long that he was waiting for him to bring it up. Hearing this, he secretly smiled inwardly, but with a serious face, he said, "Eating too much sugar is not good for your health."

"I like."

"No matter how much you like it, you have to control it."

Shen Yan didn't give in, "I like you and I have to control you, right?"

"...cough." Song Qikun coughed lowly, and couldn't help laughing: "The two cannot be compared."

Shen Yan: "..."

very annoying.

Song Qikun sat down on the carpet, and tapped the center of his frowning eyebrows with his index finger. His fingertips were pressed against the thick and neat eyebrows from head to tail, and the touch was subtle when he stroked them backwards, so he rubbed them back and forth with great interest.

At this moment, Shen Yan felt like a toy, "...what are you doing?"

"Coax you, didn't you see it?"

"..."

Song Qikun pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head and gently rubbed his chin on his shoulder, asking for advice softly: "If you don't like it, the hot milk won't be included in the reward, okay?"

The tone was too gentle, the soft breath kissed the cheek when he spoke, and the itching spread straight to the heart.

Shen Yan closed his eyes, and squinted at the lips that were close at hand - the shape was beautiful, the lips were not obvious, the lower lip was slightly thicker than the upper lip, and the color was bright red.

The kiss is very soft, and the kiss will become redder after a long time.

He withdrew his gaze and asked absent-mindedly, "What is that?"

"Loving milk for boyfriend."

"it is good."

How easy is it to talk?Song Qikun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The mind was occupied by the constantly opening and closing lips, Shen Yan turned his face sideways, his body also turned over, raised a hand to hook his neck, and his voice was hidden between his lips and teeth.

"I listen to you."

Before the winter vacation, there was another snowfall in Wenheng District. The amount of snowfall was not large and the time was short. It stopped in less than half a day, and the snow on the ground was very thin.

In the early morning of the next day, the few remaining dark clouds cleared and the sky cleared up. When the golden sunrise slipped into the classroom, the bell for the final exam of the first middle school rang throughout the campus.

The test papers for the first year of high school were extremely abnormal. Every time a subject was finished, there was a lot of wailing in the classroom, saying that the teachers who came up with the questions were devoid of conscience and did not leave a way for the students to survive.

Especially after the math test on Wednesday morning, during the lunch break, several groups in the school exploded one after another, and the soaring resentment almost overflowed the screen.

[Can't read the title at all, feel like an idiot/smile]

[The whole paper will only do the first five multiple-choice questions. Does the teacher who asked the questions not want me to go home for the New Year? ]

[I don't even know the first five questions!Who has me idiot? ? ? ]

[I'm fucking convinced, what should I choose for the seventh question?I wasted two manuscript papers and calculated the answer is 4a, but there is no such option! ]

[Hu Siyang chose 2a, it only took five seconds, I may not be able to do it in five hours/tears/tears]

[Our teacher said that there is a pitfall in this question, so we have to choose the root number a!It's fucking outrageous! ! ]

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[Stop talking, my mentality is broken. ]

……

Song Qikun clicked into the group chat and peeked at the screen for a while, wondering how difficult the test paper was to fail in the multiple-choice questions.

"Baby." He picked up a bunch of Shen Yan's hair and pinched it between his fingers, and asked, "I heard that your papers are very difficult, how do you feel?"

Too much energy was consumed by the difficult math papers, Shen Yan lay in his arms and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and replied: "Difficult."

"The question type is unfamiliar, comprehensive, with many traps, and beyond the outline." He summed up several aspects in a concise and concise manner, slowing down his speech, deliberately tantalizing: "But..."

"But what?" Song Qikun bit the hook.

"I'll do it all."

"so smart?"

"En." Shen Yan was not humble at all, stood up and looked into his eyes, and said firmly: "I will definitely take the first place this time."

Song Qikun nodded with a smile: "I'm looking forward to it, come on."

His eyes are round and clear. When looking at people, he is focused and serious. It is easy for the other party to let go of their guards.

He is not good at hiding his emotions. The biggest traitor is his eyes, which can reveal all his thoughts in the first place.

Shen Yan likes to be watched by him very much, and hopes to be watched by him all the time.

So try to go forward, catch up with his footsteps, stand side by side with him, and stand where he can see at a glance.

On the last day of the final exam, from the morning, many private cars gathered at the school gate to welcome the beast back into its cage.

Parents will not be allowed to enter the school until the exam is over.

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