delicate flowers and weeds

School is over on Friday.

Tang Hua had already greeted his family before, saying that there was a national competition in Beicheng, and he wanted to take a look.

Tang's father had a younger sister who married into a rich family in Beicheng, and the two families had very close contacts. Tang Hua spent countless years there, and now it was such a legitimate reason, the Tang family had nothing to object to.

The family booked a duplex building near the pilot site early in the morning. When the young master arrived in the North City, he was taken care of by his aunt's house in the North City.

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and the surrounding people bustled to pack up their things, with excitement and joy on their faces:

"Walk, go, go to my house to play games, we'll beat him to the ground, all night long!"

"Hahaha, after a long weekend, we went to the racetrack for a lap, and it suffocated me in this class."

"Come on, brother, see you in the Canyon of Kings, let's compete."

……

Such a variety, not one but.

Fei Cao used to be a lonely one, no one thought to greet him and discuss how to spend the weekend.

At the moment, his place is also very lively.

Tang Hua raised his eyebrows, his face full of anticipation: "Hey, Fei Cao, have you packed your books? Uncle Song sent me a text message, and he is already waiting at the door."

"No, you don't need to go home to get your clothes. Really, Beicheng has everything. My aunt sent a bunch of clothes to the apartment yesterday. You can pick whatever you want when you go."

"Why are you being polite to me? It's just a few clothes, besides, we are at the same table!"

Tang Hua was very excited at the moment.

Strange to say, this young master started learning the piano at the age of four, and participated in countless national and even international competitions. There is also a special display cabinet for his trophies at home, but he never expected it so much.

looking forward to...

Didn't even get much sleep last night.

The classroom was almost empty, and when Tang Hua and Fei Cao walked downstairs, there were not many people in the whole school.

The boulevard is greeted by good birds, and the shade is green.

It was now dusk and evening.

The two walked together, and the shadows behind them were also entangled.

Tang Hua felt a little flower in her heart: "Fei Cao, how is your preparation for the exam?"

Fei Cao was half a head taller than him.

From this angle, he could see the perfect jaw line and a pair of beautiful and cold thin lips.

Fei Cao rua'd on his head, and gave a low "hmm".

The young master's carefully combed hairstyle was messed up, and a few dull hairs stood against the wind, and he was not annoyed: "Then after you finish the exam, let's celebrate, go to the best restaurant, order a Manchu banquet, and have a good time."

He curled his hands together like a microphone, put them to Fei Cao's mouth, and cleared his throat: "We are interviewing the champion of the national competition now, come on, classmate Fei Cao, please speak out your opinion boldly." Acceptance speech."

Fei Cao leaned closer and leaned on his hand: "Here, I want to thank one person the most..."

He paused twice, full of suspense, with a laugh, and a drawn-out tune: "That's my deskmate—Tang Hua, he is the cutest person I've ever seen, thank you for taking me to see you there In the examination room, at this moment, there are thousands of words, I just want to say a word to him..."

"A full banquet, are you serious? The two of us really can't finish it!"

The two looked at each other, and laughed out loud at the same time.

Tang Hua was even more laughing. He stood on tiptoe and rested on Fei Cao's shoulder, trembling all over the place. When he recovered, the two of them were almost at the school gate.

One side of his shirt collar was tucked in, and Fei Cao smoothed it out for him naturally.

This was just a subconscious action of the other party, but the young master unnaturally thought of home. Every day when Tang's father went out, Tang's mother would stand on tiptoe to smooth his clothes and tie for him, with tenderness in her eyes.

Tang Hua's ears turned red, and she substituting herself and Fei Cao unconsciously:

At that time, she would also go out in formal clothes, and Fei Cao came down from the second floor in a suit of home clothes, straightened his collar, and complained in a low voice: "Why aren't the clothes tidy?"

He unconsciously showed an intoxicating smile, and even ignored what was wrong:

Isn't it wrong?

Mother Tang stood on her tiptoes, why did Fei Cao bend down when she got to him?

These thoughts were just a flash, Tang Hua faced Uncle Song, and instantly restored the dignified look of the young master.

He nodded and introduced: "Uncle Song, this is Feicao, I'm at the same table."

Uncle Song is half a century old, and he smiled very kindly: "Hello, Master Fei, thanks to you for taking care of my young master."

Fei Cao is very polite: "Uncle Song is good, the young master is very good, he is the one who takes care of me."

The two got into the car together and sat in the back seat. Fei Cao turned sideways to help Tang Hua fasten the seat belt, and then opened the rear fender. At this moment, the two were in a completely enclosed space alone.

The space in the rear seat is very spacious. Fei Cao has long hands and long legs, but she doesn't feel cramped at all when sitting up. This is a very good car with soft cushions, and the price is expensive at first glance.

Tang Hua was still able to talk to him at first, but he didn't sleep well last night, and during the two-hour journey, the fatigue gradually came to him.

He yawned like a kitten: "Fei Cao, are you hungry? Here are dried fruits and snacks. They are all made by my aunt at home. They taste delicious..."

The voice became softer and quieter, and he actually fell asleep.

The car drove smoothly, Tang Hua was the young master who was picked out of the pile of gold and jade, it was condescending to sit and sleep, and he felt uncomfortable instinctively, so he tilted his head and leaned on Fei Cao's body.

He found a more comfortable position, rubbed against Fei Cao's shoulder, took a long breath, and sprayed on the other's face like smoke, every breath was soft and gentle.

The sky outside was slowly getting dark, and a warm yellow light was turned on above the back seat.

This translucent half of Tang Hua's face is more refined and picturesque, as flawless as jade, and if you get close, you can still see the fine fluff on his face.

Fei Cao swept over his closed eyes, slightly curled eyelashes, delicate nose bridge, and rosy lips little by little.

When the young master is quiet, he looks very obedient and soft. Usually when he opens his eyes, he is naturally cold and clean, and it makes people feel difficult to approach without smiling.But at this moment, she huddled into a small ball, sleeping peacefully on his shoulders.

Fei Cao showed a gentle smile that he didn't even notice.

He took out his school uniform jacket from his bag, his movements were very light, softer than the wind blowing on his body, and he draped it on Tang Hua's body with one hand.

Then his gaze stayed on the other party's beautifully shaped lips.

He is a man of action, he does what he wants to do.

When he reacted, his hand was already on the other's lips. It felt very good, like the petals of roses carefully cultivated by grandma when he was young.

When he pressed it slightly harder, a piece of his lip was sunken, and then instantly returned to its usual puffy appearance with an amazing rebound force.

Fei Cao couldn't help but wanted to stick it on, and traced it with her own lips to make sure it was as soft as it looked.

His mouth was dry for a while, and he felt a heat running down his throat, burning so that the internal organs were filled with hot breath.

Fei Cao then turned to look out the window.

It was dusk, and there was nothing on the roadside, and even the occasional villages and mountains were quickly left behind.

The surroundings are very quiet, except for the faint sound of wheels rubbing against the ground.

But everything was left behind, Fei Cao was rarely relaxed, he actually felt that the time was quiet and peaceful, and his whole body relaxed.

I also wish that this road could be extended indefinitely and never end, just keep driving like this.

Tang Hua rubbed his eyes sleepily. When he woke up, Fei Cao was holding a book in one hand and reading it seriously.

Only then did he realize that he was actually resting on the opponent's shoulder, with the opponent's clothes still on his body.

Fei Cao sat in a square posture and didn't move, thinking that the other party would accommodate her, and now her shoulders might be numb, Tang Hua felt a little embarrassed.

He folded the clothes and handed them to the other party: "At the same table, I'm sorry, do you want me to rub your shoulders?"

Fei Cao shrugged, moved briefly, and said, "Okay."

The young master hooked a few fingers on his shoulders and moved them. He seemed to have learned it specially. He could accurately find the joints, and when he pressed them down, it was numb and refreshing, soothing the stiff bones.

"At the same table, have you studied?"

Tang Hua nodded, and said casually: "Well, it's comfortable. My dad's shoulders are not good. There is a masseuse at home who comes twice a week. I have been watching for a long time, so I also learned a few tricks."

While talking, the young master pressed heavily on one of the acupuncture points: "At the same table, you made money today, this is the treatment that only my father and brother can enjoy."

After being greeted heavily, Fei Cao felt a little hurt, but she didn't cry out. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice: "Then thank you, young master, for letting me take advantage of this."

The car departs at about [-]:[-], and it takes nine o'clock to arrive in Beicheng.

He didn't eat anything in the afternoon, Tang Hua was a little hungry now, so he took out a box of pastry pads from the grid beside him, and he didn't feel his strength recovered until he finished eating.

At this time, the scenery outside the window could no longer be seen, and the two began to chat.

Tang Hua: "My aunt said that she chose a house with a garden for me. There is a garden of crape myrtle flowers in the back, and there is a small swing. I feel itchy when I look at the photos. I really want to come right away."

Fei Cao actually wanted to ask "Why don't you stay at your aunt's house", but she turned around and didn't say it.

He knew that the young master was because of himself, and he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

So he tilted his head, pampering and pampering: "Then go and I'll push the swing for you."

Tang Hua immediately shook his head: "That won't work. You have an exam tomorrow, and you have to rest early tonight. Hey, when you scratch your head in the exam room, I'll play at home. Think about it."

Scratch your head?

I?

Fei Cao smiled, with a look of "whatever you say is what you say".

Until the car stopped slowly in front of a courtyard, Fei Cao got out of the car first, and covered the roof for the young master, watching him come out.

Before Tang Hua took a breath of fresh air, a delicate girl with her hair rolled up and her high heels jingling on the stone road rushed over instead of walking.

She hugged Tang Hua tightly: "Oh, little Hua'er, you are finally here, let my sister see if you are skinny or not."

She hugged her so tightly that Tang Hua's breath was almost taken away, and she was slapped on the back twice unexpectedly, feeling as if her intestines were about to be slapped out.

Fei Cao noticed the person coming early in the morning, but seeing the two similar eyebrows, she understood in her heart, so she didn't stop her.

Tang Hua struggled to break free from his clutches, gasping for breath: "Sister, dear sister, your brother is not thin, but he was almost strangled by you."

He pulled Fei Cao who was standing aside, and introduced it again in the same way, but this time it was more grand:

"Sister, this is my deskmate, the first grader in our school!"

Tang Xing swept across the hands of the two, and smiled clearly: "Yo, little classmate, my brother often mentions you, you are so handsome."