Xia Lang

, Sun Wenhao raised his head immediately.

Sure enough, he saw it too.

Sun Wenhao stopped cooking and stared at the two of them like a watchman, waiting for them to see him when they turned around after cooking.

Sun Wenhao looked at Brother Zhuo's suit in a strange way, "Why did Brother Zhuo come here in a suit?"

In his impression, Brother Zhuo didn't seem to like this kind of overly formal clothes very much, saying that they were too restrictive.

Zhou Yan took it for granted and said: "Uncle Li probably asked him to go to the company to study again."

Sun Wenhao nodded, but he was still a little strange.

According to Brother Zhuo's habit, as long as he has time, he will change into more comfortable clothes. Anyway, they have long school hours, so Brother Zhuo is not in a hurry to come to school, right?

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I miss you so much

As soon as Li Zhaozhuo and Song Linju turned their heads, Sun Wenhao stood up and waved at them, with an air that was bound to attract their attention immediately.

With Sun Wenhao's efforts, the two finally looked at him.

Li Zhaozhuo glanced at Haozi, who was waving lively, with a bad look.

If Song Linju hadn't pushed him, Li Zhaozhuo would have pretended he didn't see it.

This kid is fine, why are his eyes so sharp?The opportunity for him to spend time alone with Mr. Song was gone.

As the last Haozi who saw Brother Zhuo: "..."

Blame me for being too enthusiastic?

When Li Zhaozhuo and the others approached, Sun Wenhao joked, "Brother Zhuo, you came to school without even changing your clothes. Didn't we see you for a few days and miss us so much?"

Li Zhaozhuo showed a false smile, "I think too much."

Too bad it wasn't you guys.

The two of them planned to fall apart alone, which made Li Zhaozhuo so depressed that he couldn't laugh.

Just to put it bluntly, seeing brother Zhuo glaring at him just now was definitely an illusion.

Sun Wenhao was a little moved, "Oh, Brother Zhuo, tell me about you, there's no need to hurry, you can come at night, we are all at school, and we can't run away before school is over."

Li Zhaozhuo smiled without saying a word, and pulled Song Linju to sit beside Zhou Yan, which was opposite to Sun Wenhao and Xie Xuyao. He leaned against Zhou Yan, and Song Linju leaned against him.

Sit on the side with fewer people, which seems to be a good choice at first glance, but it is full of Li Zhaozhuo's carefulness.

This way of sitting can not only make Zhou Yan less able to see Song Linju, but also prevent Zhou Yan from contacting Song Linju with ill intentions.

Tsk, he has implemented the principles of fire prevention, theft prevention and Zhou Yan prevention to the end.

Seeing Brother Zhuo and the others sitting across from each other, Sun Wenhao suddenly felt like he was young.

Brother Zhuo is not here, and Brother Song seldom eats with them. The number of people has been reduced from the previous five to three.

Zhou Yan had almost finished eating, put down his chopsticks and asked with a smile, "A Zhuo, why did you come here with Lin Ju?"

Li Zhaozhuo narrowed his eyes when he heard a certain name, and the smile on his mouth became even more false, "I was looking for you guys, but maybe I came late, and I only saw Lin Ju on the way to the classroom."

It seems that Zhou Yan led him astray, and Li Zhaozhuo also called Lin Ju.

What's the matter with you?

Li Zhaozhuo's sudden intimate address made Song Linju's scalp tingle, and he almost choked on the meal.

Hearing a few low coughs from the person next to him, Li Zhaozhuo turned his head and asked softly, "What's wrong? Choking?"

As he spoke, he naturally handed over his own water.

The eyes of the whole table were on the two of them.

I don't know if he was choked, Song Linju blushed a little, he waved his hand, "It's okay."

It's okay to call Mr. Song when there's no one around, after all, it's a bit of a joke, but calling him Lin Ju so suddenly makes him feel a bit... nasty.

Although Zhou Yan also called these two words, but he is used to calling people intimate, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

When did the two of them reconcile?

Looking at their natural interaction, Zhou Yan was keenly aware of something, and seemed a little envious and said: "Then you are really lucky, it is rare for us to meet Lin Ju on the road these days."

It's obvious there's more to the story.

Li Zhaozhuo unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, then snorted inexplicably, "I'm lucky."

There are many that you don't know.

Zhou Yan took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, "Then are you going back to school tonight?"

This question directly poked Li Zhaozhuo's heart.

He does.

Li Zhaozhuo poked the rice on the plate, thinking that he would not be able to see Song Linju all night, and the food would not taste good.

He was a little irritable, "No, tomorrow is the earliest."

It wasn't his fault, he shouldn't have been punished, but he couldn't help the old man in his family "felt sorry" for his son, and put pressure on the school to let him go home for a few days.

If he wanted to go back to school, he had to get the old man's nod.

Tonight, he was in a hurry to go back to school, which was completely different from his usual style. If the old man became suspicious and thought that he wanted to go back to school to do something wrong, he might have to stay at home for a long time.

Zhou Yan pointed to his out-of-fit suit, "Then why are you rushing here at night? You didn't even have time to change your clothes. Is there anything you need to do?"

"What can I do, but I just came to see you." Li Zhaozhuo said vaguely, but his leg under the table touched Song Linju quietly.

Song Linju's hands trembled from his sudden movement, and all the rice on the chopsticks fell off.

Song Linju glanced at the people beside him without any trace.

When Sun Wenhao finally finished his meal, he looked up and caught Brother Zhuo who was giggling.

Infected by Brother Zhuo's smile, he also smiled and asked, "Brother Zhuo, what are you laughing at? Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

Li Zhaozhuo immediately turned serious, and looked up at Sun Wenhao, "Did I just laugh?"

Under the pressure from Brother Zhuo's eyes, Sun Wenhao was not very sure: "Laugh... laugh?"

Li Zhaozhuo said solemnly, "It's your eyes that are dazzled."

Sun Wenhao scratched his head at a loss: Is it...?

After Li Zhaozhuo and Song Linju finished their meal, it would not be long before the evening self-study began.

After leaving the cafeteria, Sun Wenhao thoughtfully stopped Li Zhaozhuo, "Damn, I haven't seen you for so many days, brother Zhuo, you are very polite, the cafeteria is only a few steps away from the teaching building, don't send him off."

Li Zhaozhuo, who originally wanted to stay with Song Linju for a while: "..."

I can't find any evidence of your life.

Li Zhaozhuo pushed aside Sun Wenhao who was standing in front of him, "You said that you have only a few steps to go, so just treat it as a snack."

Sun Wenhao nodded, "That's true."

Just as Li Zhaozhuo wanted to get closer to Song Linju, Sun Wenhao climbed up bonelessly.

"Wow Brother Zhuo, once you wear a suit like this, all the girls along the road will look at you."

Li Zhaozhuo subconsciously looked at Song Linju, but he didn't seem to respond as usual.

Li Zhaozhuo heaved a sigh of relief but at the same time felt a little lost.

No, why didn't he respond at all?

Soon they arrived at the downstairs of the teaching building. Due to the presence of Haozi and the others, Li Zhaozhuo couldn't really say anything to Song Linju, so he could only stand downstairs and watch them leave together.

Li Zhaozhuo sighed, thinking he had to go home and talk to the old man.

Although he also knew that the old man would definitely not keep him for too long, but he couldn't wait, he couldn't wait even a day, so... so what if he gave in to the old man?

Although "I love you" is not a serious festival, as a student, boredom is the norm. With the name of Le Yile, of course you have to keep up with the trend, so there is a little restlessness in the evening self-study.

The class committee members on the podium didn't know how many times they patted the table, but they often buzzed again before it was quiet for a while.

Some people are gossiping, some are showing off what gifts they have received, some are feeling envious, and of course there are voices discussing issues in the classroom.

But Song Linju does not belong to any of them.

He sat upright, holding a pen in his right hand, and his eyes fell on the test papers spread out on the table, looking serious and immersed in the sea of ​​questions.

If you ignore that he hasn't moved his hand for a long time.

He who seems to be studying is actually in a daze.

Since being confessed by Li Zhaozhuo, Song Linju's heart has not been fully realized until now.

How did he fall in love with himself?Still after he was about to decide to let go.Was it just a whim?Everything that happened today was like a dream he directed and acted on himself.

Song Linju touched the pocket of his school uniform subconsciously, and he wanted to smoke again.

But I touched it and found nothing.

It just occurred to him that on the way back to the classroom to put flowers, he threw the freshly opened pack of cigarettes and the lighter into the trash can.

Song Linju stretched his hand into the drawer, and now he could easily touch the flowers wrapped in newspaper. It proved that what happened in the evening was real, not his imagination.

It seemed as if he was stepping on a floating cloud under his feet. Song Linju was afraid that a cloud supporting him would burst, and what awaited him would be an endless whereabouts.

But the strange thing is that he doesn't regret it, he doesn't regret agreeing to be with Li Zhaozhuo.

It may be that Li Zhaozhuo's enthusiasm infected him, making him afraid but also happy.

As soon as Li Yukang came home, he saw Li Zhaozhuo sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Rare guest, in his memory, Li Zhaozhuo didn't seem to be so calm and waited for him until late at night.

Li Zhaozhuo, who heard the movement, looked at him, but said nothing.

He didn't make a sound, and Li Bikang didn't plan to speak first.

As if he hadn't seen such a big living person, he slowly put the briefcase on the back of the sofa, loosened the cuffs, and untied the tie little by little.

Li Zhaozhuo, who knew the old man's temper well, pressed the time, and when he bent down to explore the briefcase, he said, "I want to go back to school tomorrow."

If he doesn't speak again, the old man will take it