I really didn't seduce him

The speed of the city's entrance examination at the end of the term exceeded everyone's expectations.

That night, Fang Yanwei was facing the mirror, looking sideways at the small sunburn on his neck, and the screen of the mobile phone placed by the sink turned on.

[Head Teacher-Ms. Chen]: This group plus group benefits, the final grades are the priority. [Transcript photo]

[Molly]: Withdrew from the group.

[He Suisui]: I want a pair of eyes that haven't seen the results.

[He Suisui]: Lushen, is your grade a human being able to get it?

[He Suisui]: Damn, Brother Fang@方绕微, you have entered the top 400 in your grade.

Fang Yanwei paused when he applied ice cubes to his neck.

This time, he felt that the test paper was simpler than usual, and many obsessions with the questions forced him to write similar ones.

I just didn't expect it to be in the top 400.

The exam doesn't seem to be that difficult?

[Head Teacher-Mr. Chen]: @方维微, the progress award is stable, 1000 yuan, you can start thinking about how to spend it.

[Fang Yanwei]: Childish.

[Head Teacher-Ms. Chen]: Temporary notice, make-up classes will start in three days, don't be late.

Ban Qun's news stopped here.

The cold mist swelled on his neck, he flinched a bit, and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

He looked up at the mirror in front of him, Lu Zhi was standing behind him, took a small spray bottle, and pressed it against his neck.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Anti-inflammatory aerosol." Lu Zhi said, "The sun isn't too strong today, I didn't expect you to get sunburned."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Does that mean he's trash?

However, these cool drops of water sticking to his neck did ease the burning sensation caused by the sunburn.

"Thanks, brother Zhi." He took the spray from the hand of Lu Zhi, and walked towards his room while pressing it.

So how do you spend the 1000 yuan that fell from the sky?

He called Fang Jiami in country A.

"Do you remember that you still have a mother?" Fang Jiami asked as soon as he got on the phone.

"Yes." Fang Yanwei kicked off his shoes and fell on the bed, "I just remembered."

"You have a cold?" He heard something wrong in Fang Jiami's voice.

"It's okay, just a little bit." Fang Jiami raised his voice, "This is a breakthrough, the temperature has dropped too fast."

"Are you short of money, Fang Fang?" Fang Jiami asked, "How are you doing recently?"

"No shortage."

I can even give you five hundred.

The person calling you now is Fang Yanwei, who is in the top [-] in the grade.

"Mom, I..." As soon as he spoke, there was a burst of crying from the other end of the phone.

Fang Jiami spoke a few words of comfort in English in a low voice.

"What's wrong with Lirika?" Fang Yanwei asked, "Are you hungry?"

"No." Fang Jiami said, "Yesterday she broke her leg while playing on a slide, and she is going to change her dressing."

"Then I won't talk to you anymore." Fang Yanwei said, "Hurry up and take her there."

He hung up the phone, and not long after the phone rang again, Fang Jiami transferred 5000 yuan to him.

He looked at the extra money in his mobile phone balance, was stunned for a long time, and grinned.

Fang Jiami treated him very well, but Fang Jiami already had a new family in country A.

He slid slowly to the edge of the bed and sat on the ground with his head up.

When Lu Zhi came in with a stack of test papers, he happened to see him like this.

"No way." Fang Yanwei said, "I just finished the exam and wrote the test paper again?"

"You can write after school starts," Lu Zhi said.

"School starts the day after tomorrow! I have to go to school again." Fang Yanwei complained, "School is too hot."

Luyu's summer is hot and humid, and with a little activity, sweat can soak his clothes, which is very uncomfortable for him.

"Air conditioners will be installed this year." Lu Zhi said.

Lu Zhi seemed to have finished washing, and was wearing white summer home clothes.

It's just that when he opened the door and came in, Fang Yanwei could smell the sea breeze.

how?

Did this person go out again after taking a shower?

"Hey, Brother Zhi." Fang Yanwei raised his leg to block the way Zhi, "Let me treat you to dinner."

Five hundred treats Lu Zhi to dinner, and five hundred is for himself.

Lu Zhi: "Why?"

"Just..." Fang Yanwei turned his eyes away, "Thank you for your grade improvement."

"No need." Lu Zhi said, "I like you, so I teach you for free."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Every time, when he thought that Lu Zhi had given up, the other party would give him a blow like this.

Tell him it's not a joke, it's for real.

"You can't use money to measure my hard work." Lu Zhi seemed serious and stubborn, "It hurts."

Fang Yanwei was taken aback for a while.

Yes, it seems that his own thoughts are not noble enough.

"Then I was wrong." Fang Yanwei had no choice but to put this topic back to his heart for the time being.

Strategies when flying a paraglider, indulgence when he was allowed to drive a kart, and patience when Lu Zhi taught him how to swim today.

He gradually saw a Lu Zhi who was different from his previous impression, not a nerd, nor an all-powerful campus boss.

As a boyfriend, Lu Zhi is not boring.

But he doesn't like boys!

A small box of tiramisu cake was pushed in front of him.

"Give it to me?" Fang Yanwei was surprised, "But my birthday hasn't come yet."

"Examination, first four hundred." Lu Zhi said briefly.

Fang Yanwei was startled.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who will celebrate his progress.

The cake was bought by Lu Zhi not long ago, and it was the last piece left in the cake shop.

The shape is not pretty, and the corners are a bit melted.

"Congratulations on your progress, good student." Lu Zhi said.

Luyu Middle School spent a lot of money for this year's make-up classes. When Fang Yanwei returned to school, he found that the classrooms had really been equipped with air conditioners.

The dry and comfortable cool breeze hit him, and he squinted comfortably, leaning his back against the wall by the window.

Lu Zhi was sitting beside him, holding his Chinese homework, practicing calligraphy according to his handwriting.

The Bluetooth headset was taken off by Lu Zhi and placed on the pile of textbooks.

Fang Yanwei yawned, took the earphones on the table, and put them on to his ears.

He was taken aback by a rap with "fuckyou".

Lu Zhi glanced at him, and he put the headset back.

what man.

Wrapping prayer beads on his wrist and listening to rap.

"The test papers for the final exam are out." Mr. Chen appeared by the door holding a thick stack of test papers, "You guys pass it on later."

Lu Zhi was practicing calligraphy, and his test papers were temporarily piled up on Fang Yanwei's desk, overlapping with Fang Yanwei's test papers.

Lu Zhi, Fang Yanwei.

The two names are also tightly attached together.

They all sound good.

Fang Yan only thought.

Written together, it seems to be pretty good.

"Lushen's test paper!" He Suisui rushed over from the back row, "Lend me for reference."

Only the test paper with the name "Fang Yanwei" left on the desk.

Fang Yanwei suddenly felt unspeakable regret.

"Lu Zhi." Someone knocked on the glass window.

Fang Yanwei raised his head. It was a short-haired girl he didn't know, holding three roses of different colors in his hand.

Confession?

Give up.

Lu Zhi has no heart.

Lu Zhi put down his pen, stood up, and walked out.

Fang Yanwei: "???"

Lu Zhi stood in the corridor, had a brief conversation with the short-haired girl, and they left together.

gone!

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang!" He Suisui poked him with a pen cap in the back row.

"Huh?" He turned back indifferently.

"Look at this creature, what is Lushen writing?" He Suisui asked halfway, seeing his expression, "Brother, what's wrong, why do you look a little angry?"

"I'm not angry!" Fang Yanwei said.

"It looks like 'deoxy...ribose...acid'." He glanced at the test paper. "Do you have this?"

"When you put it that way, I seem to understand it too. The word Zhige really deducts points." He Suisui continued to correct his paper.

When the class bell rang, Lu Zhi came back slowly, holding a champagne-colored rose in his hand.

He pressed the rose on the book and changed the chemistry book to prepare for class.

Fang Yanwei glanced at him.

The cold fine wood beads, facing a coquettish and delicate champagne-colored rose, no matter how you look at it, it is not harmonious, which makes people feel quite uncomfortable.

Director Lu heard half of it, and realized something was wrong.

Fang Yanwei huddled by the window, leaning against the wall, separated by a long distance from him.

Lu Zhi: "?"

"Brother Fang." He Suisui said, "Don't hide to the side, I'm playing a game, please help me block it."

Fang Yanwei reluctantly moved to the left.

"Take the flowers," he said. "It smells bad."

Lu Zhi: "?"

Just one.

There is no taste.

He stared at Hua for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

Lu Zhi: "."

"Fang Yanwei."

"?"

"The student union is going to visit the old teachers and choose the right suit." Lu Zhi said, "The one just now is a student who just joined the student union in the first year of high school. His name is... I don't remember much."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

"Why are you telling me this?" Fang Yanwei raised his voice, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" A class of chemistry teachers has something to do. The one on the podium is a substitute teacher who came down from the third grade. He doesn't like Fang Yanwei's type of school bully the most. Hearing the movement in the back row, "Fang Yanwei , you go to stand outside the classroom as punishment."

Fang Yanwei carried the book, bypassed Lu Zhi, pushed open the back door of the classroom, hesitated for a moment, and walked into the hot air outside the air-conditioned room.

"Teacher." Lu Zhi raised his hand, "I also spoke just now."

Teacher: "Ah..."

This is the first grade.

"Just one fine, that's not good." Lu Zhi stood up, walked out without taking any books.

He Suisui: "?"

"As expected of the school rules for walking." He Suisui said to Xu Zhengyi, "Being so ruthless to myself."

Xu Zhengyi felt as if something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

It was near noon, and the outdoor air was hot and humid. Not long after Fang Yanwei walked out, his forehead hair was wet with sweat.

Sitting on the steps of the stairs, the rising temperature made his brain work faster.

What is he crazy about?

Who did Lu Zhi talk to, who did he take Little Rose from, and who has something to do with him?

The weather was hot, and he sat on the steps, inexplicably a little irritable and wronged.

The smell of sandalwood drives away the heat.

Lu Zhi stood in front of him.

"What are you doing out there?" he asked.

It can't be punished by the teacher.

"See if you have calmed down." Lu Zhi said.

"I'm not angry." Fang Yanwei emphasized.

"I thought you were going to ignore me." Lu Zhi lowered his eyes, his expression slightly cold.

He fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his left wrist, seemingly compassionate, but also a little sad.

The sense of loneliness and compassion came again.

Fang Yanwei was stunned, and vacillated between "I may not be human" and "He is really a big white lotus", and stiffened his neck: "It's not possible."

What's going on, he has become the one who doesn't care.

"That's good." Lu Zhi turned the beads back.

The hair was gently rubbed, and there was a slight pulling sensation, which brought a tingling sensation to the scalp.

Fang Yanwei trembled slightly, and buried his head a little lower.

"I'm not angry," he said.

"No, no." Lu Zhi said, "Wait for me after school, I'll submit a proposal, and then you will accompany me to pick out flowers for the teacher."

The feeling of biting off sour grapes in my heart miraculously disappeared.

He stroked his hair lightly.

There still seems to be the feeling of being touched by Lu Zhi, very comfortable, very... at ease.

He doesn't seem to hate Lu Zhi touching him.

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Lu Zhi: Then I will touch more, touch everywhere