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Before going to bed, Zhuang Yan took the initiative to bring a glass of milk to his sister. Zhuang Yuan put on a mask and didn't drink it right away.

Zhuang Yan rubbed his hands and looked at her, "Sister, I think your skin is getting better and better."

Zhuang Yuan patted her face lightly and said, "I have something to say."

"It's okay." Zhuang Yan smiled narrowly, "I'm just expressing my feelings. Look, one summer has passed, and I've been dark for several degrees."

As he spoke, he stretched out his white arms, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Look, isn't it dark, the same color as his face?"

Zhuang Yuan didn't bother to talk to him.

"This is the consequence of not knowing how to take care of yourself," Zhuang Yan observed her expression, "I should have used a sunscreen spray, BB cream or something if I had known earlier."

"What kind of BB cream do you use, a high school student?" Zhuang Yuan was puzzled, "Did you not get old and get tanned before? No, why did you suddenly start paying attention to your skin? Don't you think you're a mother?"

"No mother," Zhuang Yan asked curiously, "Sister, what do you usually use?"

Zhuang Yuan took out a small white jar from the dressing table, held it solemnly and looked left and right, "How does this thing work? Is sun protection useful?"

"It's okay." Zhuang Yuan said, "I've been using this brand, recommended by Xinyu, and several female colleagues in the department are using it."

"Okay!" said solemnly.

"Just what?" Zhuang Yuan asked.

"It's okay," Zhuang Yan turned around quickly, "Good night, Ms. Zhuang Yuan!"

……

The alarm clock rang on time at eight o'clock, solemnly turned it off, and lay on the bed with his butt arched. Five minutes later, the second round of the alarm sounded again, and he turned it off again. He repeated it four times before finally rolling with his messy hair to wash.

As soon as Zhuang Yuan left, Zhuang Yan ran into her room to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, and finally left with a white jar in her pocket.

There was a little light rain last night, and the air was still damp. The sky was gloomy this morning, but fortunately the ground was dry.

Zhuang Yan got confused when he got out of the community, and waved to stop a taxi, but he couldn't remember the specific address of the orphanage. Fortunately, the driver found the elementary school near the Little Sun Welfare Institute on the map, and went around after arriving at the elementary school. , I suddenly remembered that the orphanage was in "Osmanthus Alley".

It wasted a lot of time. After he got out of the car, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was almost nine o'clock.

The gate of the orphanage is located on the far side. The iron gate is rusty, and there is a small layer of iron filings on the ground. There is a piece of rusted and broken iron plate on the top of the gate. The walls on both sides are not high, and half of the wall is missing. Old and old.

The door was not closed, so solemnly he pushed the door softly and went in. The courtyard was empty and no one was there. Only when he walked in did he hear someone's voice from the living room.

After following the source of the sound and getting closer, I realized that it was Lin Ruoping who was teaching the children how to sing.More than a dozen little devils stood in two rows with their chests up and their heads up, and they sang quite seriously.

Lin Ruoping stood by the window and tapped the time, "Come on, remember to smile, bend the corners of your mouth upwards, and sing..."

The little devils sang in unison: "The fish are looking for the sea, the flowers are looking for the spring, we go through the tunnel of time and space to find the magic weapon of happiness... Brother Zhuang!"

In the middle of singing, Xiaopi discovered the solemnity outside the door, and the room immediately boiled.

Zhuang Yan called "Aunt Lin" and smiled apologetically at her. Jian Tingting stood at the outermost corner, although his face was expressionless, his body was leaning towards the door.

Solemnly waved at him.

"Don't mess up the formation, don't mess up the formation!" Lin Ruoping clapped her hands to draw her attention back, "Stand up and continue singing, the game is coming up the day after tomorrow, so I don't have time to play any more!"

"it is good!"

Lin Ruoping continued: "Come on, let's continue singing, starting from the next line, get ready..."

"The magic weapon of success is to be adventurous, the magic weapon of happiness is peace and friendship, and the magic weapon of beauty is honesty and kindness..."

Zhuang Yan looked around for a while, but he didn't see Chu Chen, and he couldn't disturb him anymore, so he listened for a while. He found the lyrics book on a stool, picked it up and read halfway through it, and another one came at the door. Familiar people.

Fang Wenqi was puzzled seeing Zhuang Yan here, more surprised, she stood by the door for a long time without moving, and it was the little devils swarming towards her that came back to her senses like waking up from a dream.

"Xiao Qi is here." Lin Ruoping came over to greet her, "Oh, I really need to trouble you this time. The game will be held the day after tomorrow, and the children's formation is not yet arranged. I can't help but ask for your help."

"Mother Lin, don't meet outsiders, am I an outsider?" Fang Wenqi smiled, and her eyes involuntarily turned to the direction where she was sitting solemnly.

"Aunt Lin, what competition are you participating in?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Lin Ruoping said: "It's a singing competition co-sponsored by several primary schools in Hushan District. Our school managed to win a spot. After rehearsing for a long time, even Xiao Shen has learned to sing."

"Chu Chen also sings?" Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, and read the lyrics again while suppressing a smile.

I remembered that the school was haunted by ghosts some time ago, like Chu Shen ghosts, staying up in the middle of the night, running downstairs in the dormitory to sing, at that time, I felt speechless and funny after listening to it, but now I feel that it seems to be connected.

No wonder Chu Chen always pretended to be dead when asked what song it was, but it turned out that it was a fucking nursery rhyme!

"So, you and Chu Chen worked tirelessly in the middle of the night at school, sneaking downstairs to sing, is this what you sang?" He asked Fang Wenqi with a sullen smile.

"Yeah." Fang Wenqi was a little embarrassed, "Brother Chu Chen couldn't learn how to use a mobile phone, so he asked me to teach him. Brother Chu Chen and I didn't get very good reviews in school. When we stand together during the day, there are always people pointing and pointing behind us. So it can only be done secretly."

"Tsk." Zhuang Yan suppressed his laughter halfway, and suddenly he couldn't laugh anymore. He calmed down and asked Lin Ruoping, "Aunt Lin, where did Chu Chen go?"

"I guess I haven't gotten up yet." Lin Ruoping hurriedly asked the little devils to sing the next verse, and casually pointed upstairs, "The penultimate room on the second floor, you go and have a look."

Zhuang Yan said "Hey" and ran upstairs in two or three steps. When he finished the last step, he was shocked and turned his head to look at the empty corridor. His whole face was a little hot, and he felt belatedly that he seemed to be running a little too fast, too impatient to wait.

He touched the base of his ears uncomfortably, and walked outside the door of the penultimate room. Seeing that the door was open, he knocked on the door, but no one answered, "Is anyone there, Chu Chen?"

He gently opened the door and looked around the room with his head.

The room is small, with monotonous furnishings. There is a single bed in the corner, next to a four-legged desk, and a solid-colored low cabinet opposite. It is as simple as a temporarily rented hotel that can leave at any time. It is empty. popularity.

But he was sure that this was Chu Chen's room, because he saw Chu Chen's schoolbag at the bedside, and when he listened carefully, he could vaguely hear the sound of water.

He couldn't help pushing the door open, and when he walked to the bed, he saw another door next to the low cabinet. As soon as he approached, the sound of the water stopped, and he was about to knock on the door, when the door opened from the inside in a second.

Chu Chen wore only a pair of black boxers all over his body, holding the doorknob in one hand, and rubbing his half-wet hair with a towel in the other. When he saw Zhuang Yan standing outside the door with wide-eyed eyes, he immediately petrified.

Due to physical problems, he has been out of the sun all year round. Chu Chen's complexion is almost sickly white. He is a little taller than Zhuang Yan, with slender limbs. The hand holding the towel is clean and thin, and the wrist bone is slightly protruding.

Probably out of embarrassment or surprise, his shoulders and back were a little tense, his muscles were slightly bulging, but the contours of his face were unexpectedly soft. on the mole.

The distance between the two of them was very close, probably because they had just used the hot water. The steam was lingering in the bathroom, and when the door opened, the hot air rushed towards his face. Chu Chen was covered in moisture, mixed with the faint fragrance of shower gel, rushing indiscriminately. solemn face.

Zhuang Yan yelled "Whoa!" in his heart, and his breathing stopped for a short time. It's not that he has never seen a man's naked body, he is also a man himself, and it's not the first time he has seen Chu Chen's abdominal muscles.

But this time seemed to be different from last time, he still felt his face was hot, and his heartbeat that had just calmed down suddenly started to beat again.

Zhuang Yan let out a long breath of relief.

"You..." He forced himself back to his senses, but his throat suddenly felt a little dry. He looked away and pointed at Chu Chen's boxers, "Why don't you put on your clothes first?"

"Get out of the way first." Chu Chen lowered his eyes and looked at him with a calm tone.

"Oh." Majestic and dull, he replied, but his body didn't move.

Chu Chen withdrew his gaze from the top of his head, passed him sideways, and calmly found a T-shirt and jeans in the low cabinet and put them on.

"It's not my fault." Zhuang Yan explained, "I thought you hadn't gotten up yet, and I wanted to come up to call you, to see if your door was open, so I knocked on the door before I came in."

"I don't blame you." Chu Chen said, "I heard you came in the morning." He opened the closed curtains to observe the weather, and seeing that the sky was foggy, he just took a hat and put it on, "Let's go. "