Did the same table use the beauty meter today?

He heard a knock on the door vaguely, Cheng Mo's eyebrows moved, and then he pulled the quilt and rubbed against it.

"Shh." Sheng Yan opened the door, made a silent gesture to Qian Jin who was at the door, walked out, and gently closed the door.

What Qian Jin was about to say was blocked in his throat. He glanced through the crack of the door and asked in a low voice, "When did you guys come back yesterday? You've been asleep till now."

"It's not too late, I'll be back just after ten o'clock," Sheng Yan said while taking the breakfast in Qianjin's hand, "What's the matter now, isn't it the first class yet?"

"There are only ten minutes left, Cheng Xueshen can't afford it? I heard that he never skipped class in Hengzhong. He didn't go to self-study this morning. You didn't see Lao Wang's doubting life in the morning. expression." Qian Jin said with a tut.

Hearing that Cheng Mo had never skipped class before, Sheng Yan was also a little surprised by Cheng Mo's actions today, he looked back, frowned, and guessed: "Maybe I'm not used to living in school, I didn't seem to sleep much yesterday good."

When he was watching the game last night, he vaguely sensed a little movement from Cheng Mo's side from time to time.

The expression on Qian Jin's face was a little subtle.

Brother Sheng's words and tone sounded like they were sleeping in the same bed.

"Then do you still go to class?" Qian Jin asked, shaking off the weird thought in his heart.

His Brother Sheng has finally made up his mind to attend class well, and Qian Jinting is worried that Sheng Yan will be affected by Cheng Mo's lazy attitude, so he returns to his original state as soon as he makes up his mind.

Sheng Yan hesitated for a moment: "I'll wait a little longer, you go back first."

After class, the dormitory was empty. Cheng Mo had just transferred to No. [-] Middle School, and he was still unfamiliar with the environment here. Sheng Yan didn't dare to imagine the scene where Cheng Mo woke up and there was no one around.

Fine.

Qian Jin let out a long sigh in his heart.

Sheng Yan went in with his breakfast, and first took a look at Cheng Mo's place.Cheng Mo's quilt was pulled up so high that he could only see half of the back of his head from his angle.

He turned on his phone and checked the time again. It was 7:48, only twelve minutes before class.

Sheng Yan was hesitant to call Cheng Mo, after all, he had never missed class before, and he wondered if his deskmate forgot to attend class today.

He thought about it, he went to bed after watching the third game yesterday. At that time, there had been no movement at his tablemate for a long time. It is conservatively estimated that his tablemate should go to bed around midnight, and he has not slept for eight hours. here.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yan didn't call Cheng Mo, he gently opened the chair and sat down, opened an online course software that he had just downloaded two days ago, searched in it, and placed an order for several sets of high school one at a time. course.

The debts that Twitch owed at the beginning must be repaid.

Sheng Yan closed his eyes in a hopeless manner, then put on the earphones and started listening to the class.

Before Sheng Yan finished a class, there was a little movement behind him. He looked back and saw Cheng Mo sitting with his arms around the quilt, staring at him with a little confusion in his eyes.

Sheng Yan felt as if his heart had been poked lightly by something, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched: "Are you awake?"

It took Cheng Mo two seconds to recover, and nodded to Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan glanced at the time, 8:06, it was still early, anyway, he was already late, so he didn't care how late he was, so he asked Cheng Mo, "Do you want to sleep longer?"

Cheng Mo looked at him and blinked slowly.

He seemed to fall asleep very early yesterday, and it was rare that he didn't have a nightmare. If he didn't wake up in the morning, it would be perfect.

My thoughts came back, and I slowly realized Sheng Yan's question. Cheng Mo shook his head, and asked again: "What time is it?"

His voice was hoarse with just waking up.

"It's just after eight o'clock," Sheng Yan smiled. He raised his hand to touch the outer wall of the breakfast box. It was still hot. He looked at Cheng Mo, "Come down for breakfast?"

Cheng Mo was in a daze when he heard these words.

In the past, when Ms. Hu was still there, she would tell him to go downstairs for dinner in the morning.

"Yeah." Cheng Mo nodded, then got off the bed and went to wash up first.

There are two wash cups of the same style on the sink.

It's no big deal either...

Cheng Mo washed up as usual. When he came out of the bathroom, Sheng Yan had already opened the breakfast box. He pulled his chair over and sat down with Sheng Yan to eat.

Guessing that his deskmate should wake up now, facing Cheng Mo's calm face, Sheng Yan asked curiously: "Deskmate, do you still remember that you have class today?"

Cheng Mo paused, his expression still calm, and he hesitated before saying, "I asked Teacher Wang for leave."

Ask for leave?

For what reason did you ask for leave?

Sheng Yan looked at his deskmate, it didn't look like he had a fever, his deskmate shouldn't lie to Lao Wang that he was sick just to ask for leave, right?

But apart from being sick, Sheng Yan really couldn't think of any other reason for Lao Wang to approve the leave. Besides, didn't Qian Jin just say that Lao Wang looked ugly this morning?

After a while, Sheng Yan asked again: "Old Wang... Did Mr. Wang approve the leave?"

Cheng Mo's movements stopped.

He walked to the bed, took out his phone and unlocked it. Just after unlocking it, he entered the chat interface with Mr. Wang. He fell asleep again before he could exit from that interface.

The last message on the chat interface was the sentence "ask for leave" that he sent. Teacher Wang didn't know whether he didn't see it or saw it and didn't reply to him.

Putting the phone back on the bed, Cheng Mo sat next to Sheng Yan and picked up the chopsticks. Instead of answering Sheng Yan's question, he said, "Why didn't you go to class?"

It was the first time that his deskmate avoided his question, Sheng Yan felt that he could already guess the answer.

Lao Wang definitely didn't approve the leave.

He was a little curious about the reason he used when asking for leave at the same table.

"I'm often late, and Lao Wang is used to it." After Sheng Yan said this, he asked, "At the same table, why did you ask Lao Wang for leave?"

Cheng Mo stuffed a dumpling into his mouth.

I don't know if it was because when Sheng Yan asked him to come down for breakfast just now, he thought of Ms. Hu's reason. When Sheng Yan asked this question, he felt guilty for some reason.

It's the same feeling as when he didn't take the first place in the exam and was reluctant to tell Ms. Hu the result.

In fact, there are no consequences. Ms. Hu won't care if he didn't take the first place in the exam, and Sheng Yan won't say that he violated discipline or something just because he used the simple word "ask for leave" to ask Teacher Wang for leave. After all, Sheng Yan I am always late.

Cheng Mo held back for a long time and said, "I'll invite you with my mobile phone."

"I know you used your mobile phone to ask for leave. You were looking at your phone just now." Sheng Yan couldn't help laughing, "I'm just curious about your reason for asking for leave. I would also ask Lao Wang for leave at first. , did not sleep enough or something..."

Before Sheng Yan finished speaking, he keenly noticed that the eyes of his deskmate seemed to light up.

"Are you also saying that you didn't get enough sleep?" Sheng Yan was a little surprised.

Cheng Mo shook his head. He took off his mobile phone and handed it directly to Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan even used the excuse of not getting enough sleep to ask for leave, and this is nothing.

Seeing the simple and rude "ask for leave" sent by his deskmate, Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't expect it.

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Sheng Yan: The aloofness of my deskmate really comes from the bottom of my heart, probably only I can spot his cute side from time to time.Happiness Spread Hands.jpg