please change your mind

When it was time to go to bed at night, Wu Liang said to Wang Yi: "Well... there are things in the other bedrooms of my house, or my parents live, so the only room you can live in is mine."

Wang Yi nodded without any doubt.

Wu Liang thought to himself, why is this kid so easy to deceive, and he still believes whatever he says.

This trust, tsk tsk, is so precious, it was built up since childhood.

Wu Liang found a pillow and quilt from the cabinet, and brought Wang Yi a pajamas.

Then, Wang Yi walked into the bedroom first, and Wu Liang also walked into the bedroom. He turned around and closed the door with a loud bang.

Wang Yi raised his head, still with cold and impersonal eyes, and asked him: "What's the matter?"

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows: "Closing the door is a family."

"What?" Wang Yi was noncommittal.

"This is an ancient spell." Wu Liang smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

"..."

Wang Yi helpless.

It was night, and the two of them occupied the foot of the bed each, distributed diagonally, and slept all night.

Although they were all working hard to stick to the place they occupied, when they woke up in the morning, they didn't feel tired at all.

Wang Yi stretched his waist long, feeling as if he had soaked in the bathtub all night, every pore was very relaxed and comfortable.

Wu Liang, who was still awake, raised a paw from the bed in a daze, and scratched in mid-air.

After a while, he yelled again through the quilt, "Yi Yi."

Wang Yi turned his head, looked at the hand that had grabbed it in mid-air, walked back, lifted the quilt next to him, and covered him.

The boy in front of him closed his eyes with curly eyelashes, like a kitten. After watching for a while, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast in silence.

On the way to school, Wu Liang was still restless, halfway, walking, suddenly started to sing a weird song, or a funny song, or started to jump up and down, as if he was dancing.

It's not that Wang Yi is hiding by the side, it's not that he wants to go first, he sees pedestrians staring at him, as if he took a silly son out.

"..."

At this time, I ran into Xiao Ming’s best friend Feng Bo on the way. He was pushing his bicycle and saw Wu Liang who was walking forward. He asked, “Hey, why are you so happy today? Why are you so happy?”

Wu Liang shook his head, pouted his mouth, and said with a cynical expression: "What? You don't even care if I'm happy or not, but I'm really happy today!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yi slapped him on the back of the head.

"Xiao Wu", he said in a serious voice, "What are you being so happy about?"

Behind them, Huang Xiaoxiao, who was far away, saw this scene, and keenly captured the doting expression that flashed across Wang Yi's indifferent face.

She thought to herself, Wu Liang still has the means, and it was definitely not just chatting under the quilt yesterday.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing an aunt-like smile on her face, and she couldn't hide the smug expression on her face, haha, she even wanted to turn around in circles.

Today's class is the most boring class. The combination of various language classes makes people have more forehead tattoos.

So today is a big day for Wu Liang to sleep.

But today he didn't know where he got a ghost story book about ghosts blowing lamps or something, and he read it with relish, without being sleepy at all.

Wang Yi was serious and focused, and listened to the class for half a day.At this time, he tilted his head and saw Wang Yi smiling happily when he didn't know what he was looking at.

As a result, when he saw that he was reading a ghost story, he became even angrier.

Wang Yi took his book, stuffed it into his bag and said.

"If you don't listen to the class well, what book are you reading?" Wang Yi looked serious.

Wu Liang was taken aback by his serious expression, and thought, this kid has grown courageous.

But he still had a smile on his face, waved his hands again and again, and said, "No, no, listen to the class carefully, listen to the class carefully."

The next morning, Wu Liang saw Wang Yi was very haggard with big dark circles under his eyes, and asked him in a soft voice: "What kind of book are you reading, aren't you afraid of reading this at night? "

Xiao Ming laughed so hard that he lost his breath, would Bingshan be so timid?However, the innocent and drooping corners of his eyes just now, and the pitiful and aggrieved gaze, really make people want to pinch his face hard.

"What kind of books do you usually like to read?" Wu Liang pressed his mixed thoughts and asked.

"Freud's, I like the analysis of his dreams the most." Wang Yi replied.

"Similar to Duke Zhou's interpretation of dreams?" Wu Liang's extracurricular reading was really good.

"Of course not. Although his book can't be called scientific, and even a bit subjective and empirical, I just like it very much, and I think it has some truth and is quite interesting."

"It is also possible to infer people's subconsciousness based on the content of their dreams?" Wu Liang asked.

"Yeah." Wang Yi nodded.

Wu Liang turned his head away, not knowing what he was thinking, and fell into a long and long thought.

At this time, the physics teacher who had just talked about a finale idea was standing on the podium. Seeing the two talking before, his brows were slightly frowned, and the majesty was self-evident.

"Wu Liang." The teacher called.

Wu Liang pulled himself back from his thoughts, and quickly stood up.

"Retell what you just said." The teacher continued.

Wang Yi next to him looked at Wu Liang nervously. He was distracted just now and didn't read the question at all.

So he quickly started to read the topic and extract information.

Before he could figure out a complete solution to the problem, he heard the calm voice of Wang Yiyong next to him, saying: "This problem should first analyze the force of the two, and then synthesize the Lorentz force and the electric field. The force can be made into an equivalent gravitational field, and the solution can be solved after drawing its trajectory.”

There was a low voice of approval from the whole class, a physics genius is a physics genius.

Wang Yi next to him let out a long sigh of relief, so he stopped worrying about him.

So the physics teacher asked Wu Liang to sit down, and added another sentence, "Next time, don't let your mind wander, and you must concentrate on listening to the lecture."

Wu Liang nodded, with a sincere and well-behaved look on his face, it really was Wu Liang who was one way before others and another way after others.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and the physical education class was a good time for activities. A group of people went to play ball and prepared to spend the afternoon sweating profusely.

The girls were playing tennis next to the tennis court, and some good friends were playing volleyball in the volleyball court. There were endless cheers and shouts.

The sun is a little bit dazzling, giving people a feeling of vertigo.

As soon as Wang Yi finished his run, he went to the cafeteria to buy a bottle of water, drank half of it immediately, and carried the remaining half bottle in his hand to continue running.

He started to accelerate right next to the long bend.

Red and green plastic playground, white sneakers, pedal on it.

Under the bright sun, gorgeous and passionate.

The body sweats slightly, the pores open, the heat exchange between the body and the outside world accelerates, and heat production increases.

Just at this angle, the sunlight can hit people's eyes directly.

Wang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to run forward.

At this time, a figure ran up from the side, and that white figure took half a bottle of water from Wang Yi's hand unexpectedly.

Boom, boom, drank half the bottle.

The young man raised his head, his chin had a perfect curve, and his beautiful Adam's apple swayed up and down. Wang Yi next to him frowned slightly.

"I'm thirsty, thank you for the water." After finishing speaking, he threw the empty bottle into the trash can, and ran away again.

Wang Yi watched Wu Liang run away, thinking that he actually drank all my water, and I didn't even have time to say a word.

Just now he drank half of my bottle of water... that water is what I drank, rounding it up is...

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's face turned red, and he ran slowly alone, forgetting to count how many laps he ran.

The wind is very light, like scratching people's itch, it likes giggling.

The unhurried pace, the clear eyes of the young man, all the secrets will be revealed in midsummer...  

It's hard to know each other