Rising like the sun

In physics class the next afternoon, Meng Xing, who was sitting in the last row, was staggering from sleepiness. Lin Zhiye sent a WeChat message: "Come home with me after evening self-study."

"Why are you going to your house?"

"The neighborhood has a basketball court."

"Why don't you play ball at school?"

After a while, Lin Zhiye replied: "You said it yourself, practicing with you will lower my level. I don't want my classmates to see me playing with rookies."

Damn, this Lin Zhiye... Meng Sheng felt that he was so angry that he made him sober.

"It turns out that good students also play with their mobile phones in class."

"Physical education class."

After the evening self-study, Meng Xing said goodbye to Li Yu with a solemn face.

Li Yu joked, "What's the matter, this expression looks like Jing Ke assassinating Qin, isn't it just playing basketball?"

"I found that getting along with Lin Zhiye was really stressful, and my mouth was quite poisonous."

"If he talks to you, you just talk to him." Li Yu said and shook his fist.

Crowded in the rickety bus, Meng Sheng smelled the fresh smell of laundry detergent from Lin Zhiye's school uniform in front of him, her hair was also very fragrant, and there was a faint scent of perfume...

"Ahei! Ahei! Ahei!"

Meng Sheng sneezed on Lin Zhiye's head three times in a row. Lin Zhiye stroked his hair, then turned around and rubbed his hand on Meng Sheng's school uniform, "You're really cultivated."

"Sorry, it's too crowded, I don't have time to cover it."

After a while, Meng Sheng felt his nose itchy again, so he quickly raised his head and covered it.

Sensing his exaggerated movements, Lin Zhiye looked out the car window and curled the corners of his mouth.

After getting off the car, the scent still lingered in Meng Sheng's nostrils, "Lin Zhiye, what kind of perfume do you wear as a boy?"

Lin Zhiye, who was walking in front, said without looking back, "It's none of your business."

Meng Xing took two quick steps and stood side by side with him, "Hey, do you have a girlfriend? It must be the perfume from your girlfriend."

"No."

"Do you often receive love letters from girls? What do you usually write in love letters?"

Lin Zhiye frowned slightly, "It usually says a certain class, a few Chinese and Western poems, plus a WeChat account QQ number, and a photo. There are also movie tickets attached."

Suddenly, he stopped and looked to the right.Meng Sheng looked a little embarrassed, isn't this the sinful alley.The dim street lamp, the blood on the corner of Lin Zhiye's lips...

"You hijacked me here that day—"

"No, it's not so serious."

"I thought I was going to be killed, and I thought about a lot of things in a flash." Lin Zhiye fell into deep thought, "Actually, I should thank you, it was you who woke me up."

Meng Sheng showed a puzzled expression, "Ah? What are you talking about?"

Lin Zhiye shook his head, as if trying to disperse something, "Forget it, I'll tell you later when I have a chance."

"Don't hide your words, I don't understand well."

"I see."

Naples Garden is a high-end community. When it was named, the developer seemed to only know that Naples was beautiful, but forgot that the law and order was extremely poor and the mafia was rampant.

Lin Zhiye's house is a spacious four-bedroom flat floor, decorated in a minimalist style, with no sundries, a bit deserted.

"Come in, I'm closing the door."

Meng Sheng had no choice but to step through the door and put on his slippers, "Aren't we going to play basketball?"

"I haven't finished my homework yet."

"Oh……"

"Don't you have homework?"

"It's almost finished. There shouldn't be as many as your top class."

Meng Sheng followed Lin Zhiye into the study, and saw a wall full of books.

"A lot of books, do you like to read?" Meng Sheng took out one casually, ""A Farewell to Arms"..."

"It's "A Farewell to Arms." Lin Zhiye took off his school uniform and started to do his homework, "It's all Li Xin's over there, so be careful not to damage it."

"One Hemingway, two Hemingways...a lot of Hemingways, does he like it?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you let him practice with you?"

"He's busy."

Meng Sheng was bored sitting on the sofa beside the huge desk, resting his chin on Lin Zhiye who was concentrating on doing physics problems.He couldn't think of too many adjectives, he just felt that Lin Zhiye's appearance like this was... a miracle?Ingenious workmanship?No, it doesn't seem right...

Sensing Meng Sheng's staring gaze, Lin Zhiye said, "Why don't you do your homework? Go and move a chair from the dining table."

"Oh, my little homework, just write it tomorrow morning."

"Then read, review or preview, don't just sit around, time is wasted like this." Lin Zhiye raised his eyes to look at this big stupid guy, and already rolled his eyes 1 times in his heart.He had never been in contact with a scumbag like Meng Sheng before, and it was really extraordinary when he saw him today.

"Okay..." Meng Sheng opened his schoolbag and found that he only brought mathematics and chemistry books.

Which one should I read?I don't really want to read any of them... Meng Sheng frowned, and his eyes alternated between the two books.

"What time does your family ask you to go back?"

"No requirement," Meng Sheng finally chose to open the chemistry textbook, "I live by myself."

Lin Zhiye raised his head and looked at him in surprise, which was quite unexpected.

"Don't look at me so sympathetically, I'm not an orphan." Meng Sheng shrugged, "My family runs a barber shop, my father, my stepmother Aunt Man and my younger brother live next to the barber shop, and I live in the electromechanical complex .”

"Why do you want to live alone?"

"The two houses can't accommodate four people, and the mechanical and electrical complex is closer to the school, whether it is the previous No. [-] Middle School or the provincial experiment. So I lived by myself in the first year of high school."

"Oh."

"Sounds a little pitiful, doesn't it? But I feel quite at ease. I go back to help out on weekends and have a meal. Besides, Meng Zhuo is too naughty, so it's much cleaner to live by myself."

"How old is your brother?"

"It's almost 5 years old. Auntie Man brought it here. She's just a Nezha."

"So, I thought it was your real brother."

"He changed his surname, and he doesn't understand what remarriage is. He thought I was his own brother, and I also regarded him as his own brother." Meng Xing smiled, "By the way, that Ultraman mask belongs to him." Lin Zhiye didn't speak, but slowly lowered his head and continued to do his homework.

At around 08:30, Lin Zhiye put away the book, "I'm going to change clothes."

Meng Sheng followed to the door of Lin Zhiye's bedroom, and asked probingly, "Can I come in?"

"Ah."

Meng Xing walked into Lin Zhiye's bedroom and smelled that perfume again.This is a typical boys' room, with dark curtains and a four-piece suit. There are several posters of NBA stars on the wall. Meng Sheng can only recognize Kobe.An Alienware 17 sits on a computer desk in one corner.

"What game do you play?"

"Plants vs Zombies or something."

"Use aliens to play Plants vs. Zombies?" Meng Sheng's eyes widened. "Are you still using Moutai to rinse your mouth?"

The corners of Lin Zhiye's mouth twitched a few times, but he couldn't help laughing.

"Li Yu also has an alien, he likes GTA."

"Next." Lin Zhiye took off his shirt, took out a basketball from under the bed and threw it to Meng Sheng.There were bruises on his somewhat thin abdominal muscles, and his back was not much better after all.

"Does it still hurt?" Meng Xing asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't hurt too much."

"I'm really sorry. Seeing that you haven't been in a good state during training recently, if it weren't for me, you might be the captain." Meng Xing's voice became smaller and smaller.

"So you know too..." Lin Zhiye said casually while putting on his clothes.

"Well, where is my belt?" Meng Xing asked cautiously.

"I'll give it to you in a while, and I'll keep it for you." Lin Zhiye came to the kitchen and took out two bottles of sports drinks from the refrigerator, "Let's go."

Lin Zhiye's sparring requirements were very simple, as long as Meng Xing swayed in front of him like a gorilla, grabbed his ball and prevented him from shooting.But...Looking at Meng Sheng's stiff and weird movements, Lin Zhiye seemed to see a primitive man dancing around the bonfire.

"Stop," Lin Zhiye put one hand on Meng Sheng's chest and dribbled the ball flexibly with the other, "You have to remember that you are defending, not jumping."

Meng Sheng's face turned red immediately.

"When defending, you should straighten your arms, open your hands, and shake them up and down, not like scratching someone...Are you Mei Chaofeng?"

Meng Sheng acted as he said.

"Try to predict my offensive moves and block my route in advance."

"Prediction? I don't know how to read minds."

Lin Zhiye said helplessly: "It only depends on practice, there are rules to follow. Also, pay attention to the defensive distance."

In the next hour, Meng Sheng was knocked down several times by Lin Zhiye, and finally understood his nagging "pay attention to the defensive distance". It turns out that if you get too close, you will be knocked down by fake moves.

"It's almost like beating me up." After being shaken down again, Meng Xing simply couldn't get up on the ground, panting like a cow, and looked miserable.

Lin Zhiye wiped his sweat, "Let's go, it's getting late, you can take a shower and go home."

While it's awkward to take a shower at the house of someone you just met, it's hard to sweat profusely.When Meng Sheng came out of the shower, Lin Zhiye also came out of the bathroom in the master bedroom, wearing a set of home clothes with basketball patterns printed on it, his right hand still wearing a wristband was covering his abdomen, and his face was pale with drops of water .

"what happened to you?"

Lin Zhiye took a few deep breaths before saying, "Stomach hurts."

Meng Xing was as strong as a cow. He had never had a stomachache, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a stomachache.

"Then what should I do? Drink, drink hot water?"

Lin Zhiye snorted and collapsed on the sofa in the living room without any movement.

Meng Sheng was stunned, and then put a finger under his nose, and pinched his middle.

"Can you stop being so stupid." Lin Zhiye almost laughed angrily at him.

"I thought you were dead, where is your medicine?"

"I've run out of food... I haven't taken any medicine recently." Lin Zhiye slowly curled up, his voice intermittent.

"Is it so serious? What to do, when will your parents come back?"

"You go, I'll be fine by myself for a while."

"wait for me."

When Meng Xing came to the kitchen, he found that it was unbelievably clean, as if no one had ever cooked before. Is this how Lin Zhiye's aloof temperament is cultivated?Finally, he found a milk pot, put some water to boil, and poured it into a bowl because he couldn't find a cup.

"You hold this bowl, put it on your stomach, and drink while blowing."

Lin Zhiye didn't resist, and let Meng Sheng lift himself up, using a bath towel as a cushion, and carefully hugged the hot rice bowl.

"What are you eating tomorrow morning?" Meng Xing asked.

"Just buy something on the road."

"Do you have millet at home? Let me make you some millet porridge. I remember that you should drink millet porridge if you have a bad stomach."

"I don't know, you can look for it."

Meng Xing returned to the kitchen of Lin Zhiye's house. After searching in the cupboard, he managed to find an unopened bag of "green organic millet" with exaggerated packaging.Living alone for more than a year, he is still very confident in some home-cooked meals, let alone zero-based ones like millet porridge...

As soon as Huang Chengcheng's millet was put into the pot, Meng Sheng heard the door knock and someone came in.

"You are..." The middle-aged man who just walked in looked at Meng Sheng, wondering why a burly man appeared in his kitchen with an apron on.

The man is of medium build, with a refined temperament, a bit similar to Lin Zhiye's eyebrows.Meng Xing opened his mouth, realizing that this was probably Lin Zhiye's father, "Ah, hello, Uncle Lin, I, I'm Lin Zhiye's classmate, he, his stomach hurts, so I'll make some millet porridge... "

Hearing what Meng Sheng said, the tired-looking man walked quickly to the living room, "Ye Zi, how is it? Where's your medicine?"

"Leave me alone." Lin Zhiye glanced at his father and turned away indifferently.

The man froze for a moment, and began to rummage in the drawer of the coffee table.

"I've already finished eating."

"Dad forgot to buy medicine for you."

"What can you remember?" Lin Zhiye said disdainfully.

The man sighed and said in a low voice: "You...your classmate is still here, don't speak in such a tone. I'm going out to buy medicine."

Before going out, the man smiled at Meng Sheng, "This classmate, thank you."

Meng Xinglian said "you're welcome", looking at the gurgling millet, he thought to himself: so good students are also rebellious!

Lin Zhiye closed her eyes impatiently, sipped the hot water in the bowl, and felt a lot more comfortable in her stomach.Stomach cramps caused by gastritis are like a meat grinder in the stomach, but fortunately they don't last long.

After drinking the hot water, Lin Zhiye went back to the bedroom and lay down for a light sleep. After some time, she felt someone sneaking in.Meng Sheng can be recognized by the faint night light.

"Well, the millet porridge is ready."

"……thanks."

"By the way, your dad asked me to tell you to take your medicine on time."

"Oh."

"Reheat part of the porridge tomorrow morning, and put the rest in the refrigerator for supper."

Before Meng Sheng finished speaking, Lin Zhiye had fallen asleep again, frowning slightly, breathing evenly.

From just now, Meng Sheng felt that Lin Zhiye's family was a little strange, and he was familiar with this strange feeling: there were no women.Thinking of Lin Zhiye's fragile and rebellious appearance, Meng Sheng felt that he was about to radiate the brilliance of maternal love.