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, I was a little full from eating, and watching the more boring programs every year, the warm satisfaction in my stomach hovered over my head, my eyes narrowed slightly, and an unstoppable drowsiness swept over me .

At 11:30, Shi Fangman fell asleep completely, his glasses were placed under the coffee table, and the TV was not turned off. He hugged the small quilt, rubbed lightly on the sofa, found a comfortable position, and slept soundly It is sweet, even the sound of the key opening the two doors, and even the change of the TV being forced to mute cannot wake up.

After twelve o'clock, from the perspective of the lunar calendar, it is a new year. The new year is a new life that is welcomed and expected. On this initial night, countless salutes and fireworks will celebrate its birth.

Yan Zheng's voice was drowned in the celebratory sounds surrounding the world and the crowd. He leaned over to speak, and blew into Shi Fangman's earholes. The man finally moved his ears, turned over, and unconsciously dodged away. His slender body wrapped In the quilt, his back was facing Yan Zheng, and his back was also facing the colorful flowers blooming in the night sky outside the window.

"You really fell asleep..."

Yan Zheng gently pinched his nose with his fingers, pinched it once and then released it. The man who was pinched did not respond. His finger moved up and pinched it on the nasal bone, which is usually pressed by a silver-framed glasses. Now, Shi Fangman has a high degree of myopia and some astigmatism. Wearing glasses is more convenient than not wearing them every day. It's just that these two small bones have not collapsed after being pressed for so long, and they are still straight and smooth. The slippery arc is very straight.

Whether it is in terms of appearance or personality, this person is actually quite good.

After Yan Zheng sighed, he readily let go of the blue beard who was sleeping on the sofa, took a few steps back, supported the door frame behind him, and slowly opened the half-hidden wooden door.

The door of the master bedroom was not locked, and Shi Fangman relaxed his vigilance thinking that Yan Zheng was not at home, but Yan Zheng came back while stepping on the countdown to twelve o'clock.

It was the first time for Cinderella returning home to enter this area that was not open to him, and she rummaged through it briskly and vigilantly, not making any noise, not daring to mess up the decorations, afraid that Shi Fangman would wake up, and also afraid that he would find out in the future that many restrictions Next, Yan Zheng's movements are very restrained, but even in the obvious space, there is enough to find a lot of interesting information here.

There are leftover yogurt bags in the trash can and an unopened bottle of juice in the corner of the bedside table.Yan Zheng touched the bottle cap, feeling a light layer of dust, and the cool game logo on the bottle was also dim. It was easy for him to imagine that Fang Man was sitting on the bed drinking yogurt after taking a shower The appearance of playing games, but at the same time, the co-branded juice bought home for the lucky draw in the game was left aside for a long time with disgust.

The quilt was neatly folded on the bed, but the sweater and coat hung crookedly on the hanger. The prickly pear on the window sill looked a little sluggish after eating too much water. In the celadon vase on the table, the blue-purple dried bouquet was brightly colored. An illusion of vitality.

He flipped through the lesson plans piled up on the table, and because he didn't dare to mess up the order, he lifted up the whole pile and then dropped it. At this time, two pieces of paper fell from the gap and fell lightly on the leg of the table .With a thought in Yan Zheng's mind, he caught a glimpse of some information. After picking it up and looking closely, there was a bold and bold word saying Hall 3 (IMAX), which came straight into his eyes.

These are two complete, unused movie tickets. The date on the ticket will always fall on January 26, and it will not move forward with time.It was the old year of the lunar calendar, on his birthday, a default arrangement in Shi Fangman's unspoken words.His slender index finger slid across the paper, Yan Zheng inadvertently used more force, and his fingertips drew a pale imprint, which was rare, and also made a small cut in this young man's cold and false heart .

With the entrance, there will be a place where the spring breeze will blow in next year.

That spring was the spring of being imprisoned.

From Shi Fangman's point of view when he woke up from the sofa, Yan Zheng stayed at home obediently through the New Year's Eve. Pile enough New Year's goods to fill half a side room.The pile of food, drink, clothing, and clothing that exceeded Shifang’s consumption level was finally half-forced and half-abducted by Yan Zheng to enjoy it together. During the whole winter vacation, the two of them basically stayed in the house, eating, drinking, writing and typing. Back to the game, relying on the hot heating pipe to doze off deeply.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, both of them started to get busy. Yan Zheng had to take the exam at the beginning of school, and the junior high school students who were full at the time were also taking the exam. The teaching burden on his body suddenly became heavier. When it is time to leave school, I have to stay in the classroom to make up lessons for those students with slightly worse grades in the class.After being so busy for half a year, time slipped by like flowing water, but it was also a kind of peaceful and ordinary happiness.

As the temperature rose little by little, Yan Zheng's stature also grew faster and faster. Shi Fangman remembered that his height in his early 17s was about the same as now, barely enough to be 1.7 meters seven, but from the beginning of the year to the end of summer, in half a year, Yan Zheng grew another six or seven centimeters.The two of them were standing together and talking, which was the exact opposite of the posture they had a year ago. Yan Zheng had to lower his head slightly to bump into Shi Fangman, who raised his eyelashes flying upwards.

Shi Fangman couldn't restrain himself, and retreated a few steps. Yan Zheng was still approaching, but he turned around, pretending to be in a hurry to prepare a new round of simulation papers, fled in a hurry, and mercilessly closed the door of his bedroom. Door.

After a while, Yan Zheng knocked on the door lightly, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat grapes?"

"I washed it for you..."

Shi Fangman opened the door, and a water-stained fruit plate was stuffed into his hands. Plump lavender grapes lay on the white porcelain plate, and rippling water could still be seen when rolling.

"Ah..." Yan Zheng blinked embarrassedly: "I don't seem to filter it out..."

"It's all water here..."

"It's okay, thank you."

Shi Fangman avoided his eyes and stood facing each other. Under the height difference of a few centimeters, his eyes could only fall on Yan Zheng's chin. Blue stubble grew harshly on his light complexion. The protruding Adam's apple rolls very obviously with the owner's speaking and swallowing movements.

"I'm going to be busy now... You should read the book quickly, and you will really be in the third year of high school soon."

Yan Zheng nodded: "I know, I guess I will live on campus during the summer vacation, and after the third year of high school, the school will only have one vacation for about a month."

This may not be good news for Shi Fangman, he pushed his glasses and said: "Then we have to work hard."

21:11:46

Jealous

After the summer is over, Yan Zheng, a senior high school student, will only be busier than before, while Shi Fangman, who has sent away the first class of graduates and started teaching in the first grade of junior high school, will be free.The mathematics in the first year of junior high school is simple, and he doesn't need to prepare lessons. Even if another mathematics teacher in the same grade is on maternity leave, he takes an extra class, and the work can be considered leisurely. Obviously, he is not the only one who thinks this way, the teachers in the entire grade group At the beginning, when I was free and thoughtful, I chatted, gossiped and drank tea in the office, and talked from morning to night with a pot of water.

As we talked, the topic turned to Shi Fangman, who was eating melons by the side.

"Mr. Shi is also 27 this year, when are you going to get married?"

He smiled: "Hurry up, don't be in a hurry."

Someone was surprised: "Does Teacher Shi have a girlfriend? Can't you tell?"

"I didn't see Xiu Yixiu on Qixi Festival or Christmas, hahaha."

Shi Fangman corrected the paper, and responded with the same tone: "The main reason is that it is inconvenient to go to another place. I will show it after I get married."

Curious people gathered around to ask for a group photo, and praised the girlfriend in the photo for being good-looking and tall, with fluttering long hair, she looked gentle and virtuous, and said, "But Teacher Shi, you also look Zhou Zheng, like a star. , I was thinking of introducing my aunt's sister to you, but you know the result? My aunt said you look good, but her girl is ordinary, so I'm afraid I won't like you. "

"Hey, sister Lian, let me tell you, I thought about it before, but the teacher was several degrees fairer than the little girl in my grandma's house. I'm not ashamed to speak when I look at the photo."

When Shi Fangman was praised suddenly, he suppressed his composure and praised back with a smile. As a result, when he went home at night and looked in the mirror, he somehow remembered what happened during the day. Fair, but compared with Yan Zheng, it doesn't seem to have much advantage.When Yan Zheng came home on the weekend, Shi Fangman brought up the matter of skin color as a joke, saying that no matter how they were exposed to the sun, they were both equally white, but the other party took a serious look and said, "It's not the same. "

"What's the difference?"

"You are whiter."

Yan Zheng made a decisive conclusion, and then joked: "Can't you see it?"

Seeing the man shaking his head in confusion, Yan Zheng frowned and laughed softly: "Your degree of myopia is too high."

The young man smiled like a spring flower, and after completely passing the voice change period, his voice was as deep and magnetic as a whisper on the strings. Shi Fangman was slightly stunned, but saw a hand quickly brushing past his eyes.His glasses were taken off by Yan Zheng, and he couldn't capture the expression on the other person's face. His field of vision was full of blurred color patches. The mosaic-like picture was called high myopia and he was at a loss when he was used to observing the world with the help of external force. He squinted his eyes and said, "Then should I go for laser surgery?"

Yan Zheng looked at the silver pattern on the frame, and replied: "Yes."

"Forget it, I'm not used to it without glasses."

Shi Fangman spread out his palms and signaled Yan Zheng to return it, but he never expected that the young man leaned forward and leaned over, as if he wanted to put it on for him directly.In a moment of panic, Shi Fangman's evasive posture became a little embarrassed, and Yan Zheng also stood on the spot, with embarrassment on his cheeks.