serious about love

Yanhao went to the supermarket with Jiang Muxing. It was a hot day in August, and the soles of his feet were so hot that he wanted to push the wall, but he smelled the spring breeze and the fragrance of peach blossoms, and everything he saw was more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Even when someone stopped and forcefully stuffed the leaflet, Yan Hao didn't lose face, but smiled and looked at it with his hand.

It turned out that it was the propaganda of the tutoring institution.

The corner of Yan Hao's mouth twitched, and he didn't stuff it to Jiang Muxing, but to him, probably he had the face of a student with learning difficulties.

He threw the flyer in front of Jiang Muxing: "Squad leader, for a newly opened institution, [-]% discount for registration in the first three days."

Jiang Muxing replied to Huang Xu's text message, and took the time to glance at the leaflet: "Do you want to sign up?"

Yan Hao let out a third sound of "hmm" from his nose, and dragged the elder, a little coquettishly: "It is enough for me to have the monitor."

Jiang Muxing froze when he tapped the keyboard on the phone.

"University A is like a top-level dungeon. If I want to win at my current level, I must have a high-configuration team to help me." Yan Hao said with a smile, "But you, the squad leader, are a team alone."

Jiang Muxing stopped replying to text messages: "Really?"

"Yes, monitor, you are really strong, you don't brag."

Yan Hao rolled up the flyer, rolled it into a tube shape, squinted one eye, looked around through the small round hole, and when he turned his head, he suddenly met Jiang Muxing's gaze.

Jiang Muxing looked over, with neon lights and shadows in his eyes, matched with deep and clear eyebrows, extremely psychedelic.

Yanhao's heartbeat quickened, and she hastily turned the direction of the cylinder: "Squad leader, I feel like I have won the first prize because of you. I am very lucky."

Jiang Muxing continued to edit the text message, his voice was very low: "There is no such thing as luck."

The street market under the night was very noisy, I couldn't hear the banquet clearly, but I just felt that Jiang Muxing's facial contours were soft for a moment.

I don't know if it's a blind eye.

-

After entering the supermarket, Yan Hao will not leave Jiang Muxing every step of the way, experiencing the feeling of shopping with the people he likes.

Jiang Muxing turned around and walked between the two rows of shelves.

Yanhao followed up: "Squad leader, do you want to buy a thermos?"

Jiang Muxing glanced at the cups on the shelf: "The third year of high school is a critical year. We must adjust our living conditions as much as possible to reduce the risk of headaches and brain fever. Thermos cups are one of the necessities."

Yan Hao was unconsciously attracted by his slightly pursed thin lips: "Then I'll buy one too."

Jiang Muxing took down a dark blue thermos from the shelf.

Yan Hao quickly grabbed the light blue one next to him.

Jiang Muxing lowered his head sideways and looked at him casually.

"I think this cup is pretty good." Yan Hao's back was stiff, and his face was calm, "The capacity is large, and it looks textured."

Jiang Muxing said for a while: "It's not bad."

Yanhao tentatively asked, "... did you buy it?"

Jiang Muxing: "Yes."

Yan Hao's eyes lit up instantly.

Although as long as it is Jiang Muxing's supplies, there will always be people who will bother to buy the same ones for their own use or collection. This is the humbleness and happiness of having a crush on someone, and he will do the same.

But this time he bought it with Jiang Muxing, the same style.

-

When Jiang Muxing went to buy the draft paper, Yan Hao made a fuss again.

"Squad leader, the refills are active, and a box is very cheap."

As soon as Yan Hao finished speaking, the phone rang, and he walked aside to answer the phone: "Mom."

Ni Qing listened to the noise: "Okay, are you outside?"

Yan Hao's ears were so noisy, he walked to a quieter place: "I'm shopping in the supermarket."

Ni Qing asked: "With Cong Cong?"

"No, with me, the monitor." Yanhao scratched the back of his neck, "Just come out for a stroll and do some shopping."

"Buy everything you want, don't miss it." Ni Qing stood in the bright office overlooking an office building, "School is about to start, are you nervous?"

Yan Hao muttered: "What's so nervous, I'm not alone in my third year of high school, there are many people accompanying me, everyone is the same."

When Ni Qing heard her son say this, she couldn't let go of her worried mood. She said softly, "Okay, you have to remember that grades are secondary, and your body comes first. Don't get tired."

Yanhao looked at the labels of the items on the shelf, but said nothing.

This summer vacation is the busiest one in Yanhao's history. Not only does he have to cope with the intense study schedule, run to strengthen his physique, practice pull-ups, but also learn to drive.

And now I haven't finished learning the car, and I have to spare time to study on the weekends of the third year of high school, and the pressure of reviewing next is terrible. Even if I put in more energy than others, I still can't be sure that I can keep up with the progress 100%.

It can be said that the third year of high school has to rush to the death to meet the slim possibility.

But he never lost a moment.

Because Yan Hao deeply realized that he was not working hard for others, but for himself.

A year from now, I will be thankful for the present feast.

-

The secretary knocked on the door, there was work to report, Ni Qing asked her to wait.

"Okay, mom is going back to China for business soon."

Yan Hao stopped walking towards Jiang Muxing: "When?"

"The itinerary can't be finalized yet." Ni Qing said, "When the time comes, I will go directly to your place after getting off the plane. Do you have any presents you want?"

Yan Hao said no: "Mom, tell me before you come."

Ni Qing laughed: "I still have to talk."

Yan Hao took it easy: "Let's say, what if I'm not in the apartment."

Ni Qing sighed: "Then mother's surprise can't be given."

"..."

Yan Hao wiped off the sweat from his brow, Jiang Muxing is only his monitor at the moment, not a boyfriend, so there is nothing to panic about.

But just in case, it is better to be prepared.

Yanhao finished the call and went back to Jiang Muxing, only to find that there was an extra box of refills in the cart.

Mixed, there are 0.5 and 0.7.

Jiang Muxing only uses the former model, not the 0.7, which is easy to use, and he likes a slightly thicker one, unless the exam requires it.

Yan Hao's throat was a little itchy, and he coughed several times: "Squad leader, this refill..."

Before finishing speaking, Jiang Muxing interrupted: "0.7 is for you."

Yan Hao was stunned by Jiang Muxing's casual and straightforward: "Really?"

Jiang Muxing pushed the cart and turned around: "One box is too much, I can't use it up, so I bought a mixed type."

The corner of Yan Hao's mouth twitched, why should I ask?

-

An hour later, Yanhao and Jiang Muxing finished shopping in the supermarket and walked along the river to the apartment.

At this time, there are quite a few people walking along the river, and most of them come out together, enjoying the night view while enjoying the breeze.

A child was sitting on a bench playing with a bubble machine, and a large piece of colorful bubbles with lights and moonlight was blown everywhere by the night wind.

Yan Hao childishly stomped out a bubble on the ground, jumped and stomped forward.

Jiang Mu walked to help his forehead.

"Squad leader." Yan Hao turned around and asked curiously, "Did you play this when you were young?"

Jiang Muxing nodded: "I played."

Envy was written on Yanhao's fair and delicate face: "I wanted to play very much when I was young, but various reasons caused me to never succeed in playing. It's a pity."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you just playing now?"

Yan Hao brushed away the broken hair on his eyelids, smiled and said: "It's different, now is now, and some things are most meaningful to do at that specific age."

Jiang Muxing saw that he was not only envious, but also regretful: "There are a lot of ideas and emotions, why can't the Chinese and composition improve?"

Banquet: "..."

"Squad leader, you are such a disappointment."

Jiang Muxing narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you say?"

Yan Hao said nonsense: "I mean the moon is very big tonight."

Jiang Muxing pointed upwards with his hand, Yan Hao raised his head subconsciously, followed the direction of his finger with his eyes, saw a small crescent moon hanging in the sky, and his voice was next to his ear.

"First quarter moon, where is it?"

Yan Hao blushed in embarrassment, and he wanted to pretend that nothing happened: "Squad leader, I'll treat you to a skewer."

Jiang Muxing doesn't like this.

Yanhao scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks, raised her head and smiled at him, the corners of her eyes, eyebrows and mouth were all curved, like a cat that has done something wrong and wanted to please its master.

The invisible little tail behind him wags and wags, which is irresistible.

Jiang Muxing turned his face to one side, stood there for a moment, and said softly, "I'm going back."

This little episode has been turned over, the banquet is so relieved, and wants to stay outside for a while: "Don't you want to eat the skewers?"

Jiang Muxing's attitude was stern: "Don't eat."

When the results were not long, Yanhao stood in front of the stall waiting for the skewers, and Jiang Muxing was beside him.

Yan Hao looked at a group of aunts dancing not far away, as if watching a goddess scattering flowers, and wished him and Jiang Muxing a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Going out to visit a supermarket, I lost my mind.

-

On the first day of school, Yan Hao got up very early.

Jiang Muxing came out of the room and saw him watering a few potted plants in the living room. He had already put on his school uniform, his hair was combed very softly, and his bangs were cut a little bit short, revealing his moist and bright eyes, looking full of vigor .

Yan Hao smiled and shouted: "Squad leader, good morning."

"Morning." Jiang Muxing went to the kitchen.

Yanhao didn't expect to get a response from Jiang Muxing, he stayed for a long time, then hurriedly dropped the kettle and ran into the kitchen to calm down his excitement.

"What's for breakfast?"

Jiang Muxing filled the kettle with water: "Breakfast."

Banquet: "..."

Jiang Muxing deftly boiled water, boiled eggs, chopped scallions, and flour, ready to make scallion pancakes, everything was in order.

The Yanyan Jiang Muxing's eyes were full of piety and worship. Starting today, the breakfast he had was not made by his aunt.

It was Jiang Muxing who did it.

Yan Hao had the illusion that he was married, he rubbed his hot cheeks to drive away the shame in his heart.

"Squad leader, today is the first day of the third year of high school, a new semester, a new beginning, should we be more artistic and say something?"

Jiang Muxing took the time to ask back: "For example?"

Yan Hao thought about it and said: "Senior senior, please give me some advice?"

Jiang Muxing: "..."

"Or," Yan Hao blinked, "Come on together?"

Jiang Muxing wiped the electric heating pan: "You can add your own oil, you don't need to bring me."

Banquet good whole collapse.

-

Around seven o'clock, Jiang Mu went to school with a banquet.

"Squad leader, wait for me to get my schoolbag."

Yan Hao stood up from the sofa while playing Tetris, slowly.

Jiang Muxing looked at his watch: "Good feast, hurry up."

"I'm coming."

Yan Hao said so, before the game was closed, a hand suddenly reached out and took away his mobile phone, his eyes were dazed.

Jiang Muxing quickly cleared the level for Yan Hao, and returned the phone to him, with a calm face: "Can we go?"

Yanhao nodded in a trance.

Jiang Muxing walked towards the entrance: "Speed."

Yan Hao rushed to the room to get his schoolbag, passing by the mirror by the pool, he straightened his school uniform, raised his hand, put his fingers together, brushed his fingertips weakly across his forehead and stretched forward, slapped his youthful self in the mirror Hello.

High school come on.