driftwood

The temperature of the water Zhou Chen put was very suitable, and Chen Xing felt relaxed when he sat in it.Zhou Chen pulled a stool and sat next to the bathtub, soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it dry, then put it on Chen Xing's neck.

"Is it cool?" Zhou Chen asked.

"Not cool." Chen Xing responded.The towels radiate heat and are very comfortable.

Zhou Chen didn't speak anymore, and carefully wiped Chen Xing's neck with a towel. Chen Xing was very fair and his skin was very good, especially under the lamp.The water drops flowed all the way along Chen Xing's neck, reached the butterfly bone, flowed over the waist, and entered the bathtub.Chen Xing has a well-proportioned figure, with a thin layer of muscles on his upper body, but his legs are straight and slender, without any excess muscle mass.

Zhou Chen carefully wiped the skin around Chen Xing's wound with a towel. Chen Xing's back was very smooth, not at all like a young man from the north, but more like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River, with delicate skin.

Zhou Chen took his hands off Chen Xing's back, picked up a towel and wiped Chen Xing's body a few times indiscriminately, then stood up.Only then did Zhou Chen realize that Chen Xing had fallen asleep with his head down, his lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bent down when he relaxed.

Zhou Chen stretched out his hand and poked Chen Xing's shoulder. Chen Xing was full of impatience. After seeing Zhou Chen, he froze for a few seconds before slowly regaining consciousness: "Did you finish washing?"

"Yeah." Zhou Chen nodded, took the towel and wrung it dry and hung it on the hook. Standing at the door, he pointed to the underwear on the hook: "After washing, put on new ones."

"Oh, thank you." Chen Xing nodded towards Zhou Chen.Zhou Chen turned his head and went out, closing the bathroom door behind him.

Chen Xing heaved a sigh of relief, just leaning against the side of the bathtub, pressing on the wound on his back, he sat up straight instantly, grinning his teeth in pain, and laughed again when the pain was over, it felt good to be served.

After Chen Xing came out of the wash, he only wore a pair of school trousers, and Zhou Chen didn't bring him any upper body clothes.Chen Xing stood at the door of Zhou Chen's bedroom, the door was ajar, Chen Xing raised his hand and knocked on the door, Zhou Chen immediately responded "Come in." Chen Xing pushed the door open, Zhou Chen leaned on the bed and read a book, Chen Xing didn't go in either, he stood at the door and asked Zhou Chen, "Can you lend me a piece of clothing?"

Zhou Chen couldn't help laughing after looking at him for a few seconds: "Sorry, I forgot to bring you clothes."

Zhou Chen took a black long-sleeved dress from the closet, went to Chen Xing and put it on Chen Xing's head: "reach out, left, right." Zhou Chen helped Chen Xing put on the clothes and looked them up and down. With a touch of Chen Xing, he turned his head and began to laugh, his shoulders trembling.

Chen Xing was baffled by his laughter. Zhou Chen smiled and pointed to the full-length mirror in the closet. After Chen Xing saw his shape clearly, he was completely messed up. Buttocks, plus the baggy school pants, Chen Xing realized for the first time that he could still wear clothes so ugly.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "It's... quite ugly."

Zhou Chen walked to the closet with a smile, "This one is too big for me, so I'll find another one for you."

Chen Xing waved his hand, some clothes are fine, and he is too embarrassed to trouble others.

"Forget it, this one is pretty good."

"Oh." Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen turned around and returned to the bed, leaning against the head of the bed to continue reading.

Standing at the door, Chen Xing was a little embarrassed: "Where do I sleep?"

"Sleepy?" Zhou Chen got off the bed and took Chen Xing to another room, which should be Zhou Chen's study room, but there are not many books, just a sofa, a desk, and a not too big bookshelf.

Chen Xing stood at the door and watched Zhou Chen skillfully pull the sofa out of a single bed. Zhou Chen clapped his hands and pointed to the sofa bed: "Let's make do here tonight."

Chen Xing nodded. After all, he was in someone else's house, so he had no reason to be picky.

Zhou Chen took the sheets and quilts and spread them for Chen Xing. When he went out, he suddenly remembered and leaned on the door frame and said to Chen Xing: "In the evening

Sleep on your side. "

Chen Xing nodded. After Zhou Chen went out, he fell on the bed. He was really tired now, and his back didn't hurt so much now. Chen Xing smelled the faint fragrance on the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

When Chen Xing woke up in the morning, Zhou Chen was no longer there. He went to the bathroom to wash up and came out to see a glass of milk on the table. Chen Xing walked over and touched it. It was warm. I was even more hungry. I found a bag of toast in the refrigerator and ate it, which made me not so hungry.

The mobile phone on the coffee table rang, Chen Xing picked it up and looked at it, it was Xu Xin's.

"Damn, you finally woke up, are you okay?" Xu Xin let out a sigh of relief.

"I can't die, how do you know?" Chen Xing glanced at his phone, it was eight o'clock, and he had just finished his morning reading.

"You didn't come in the morning, so I called you. The police answered the call. What's going on with you two?"

Chen Xing sighed: "Let's talk about it when we go." Now Chen Xing was a little worried about how he would tell the class teacher about his lateness when he went.

"Don't, the police asked for leave from the head teacher for you."

Chen Xing was a little dazed: "Him?"

"Well, I asked for the old class's phone number."

"I'll be here in the afternoon, bring me a school uniform jacket."

Chen Xing felt that his back was much better today than yesterday, at least he could put on his own clothes.

He sat in the living room with his textbook and saw that it was past ten o'clock. He estimated that Zhou Chen might come back at twelve o'clock. He grabbed the keys Zhou Chen left on the tea table and his wallet and went out.

When Zhou Chen opened the door, he twisted the door and it opened. He was stunned for a moment. He usually locked it. He was slightly relieved when he thought that Chen Xing might still be at his house. Zhou Chen paused for a moment, he didn't expect Chen Xing to cook at noon today.

Chen Xing put the steamed fish on the dining table, and the plate was so hot that he jumped back and forth several times.

"I'm back."

Zhou Chen stared blankly at the fish on the table, nodded, and said hoarsely, "I'm back."

How long has it been since he heard such a greeting, it seems that since Zhou Chuan's death, there has been no more.No room will light up for him, no one will smile and ask him: "You are back." No one will prepare hot meals at home and wait for him to go home.

It's been a long time, so long that Zhou Chen thought there would never be any more, but now, a person he has known for only a few days has actually given him an indescribable sense of happiness. This feeling makes him want to cry .

"Wash your hands and eat." Chen Xing turned and went into the kitchen, and when he came out with shredded potatoes, Zhou Chen still stood still.Chen Xing frowned: "What are you thinking, it's time to eat."

"Yeah." Zhou Chen came back to his senses and walked to the bathroom.

When he came out, Chen Xing had already brought all the dishes to the table, one steamed fish, one hot and sour potato shreds, and one winter melon soup.

Chen Xing stood by the table serving the meal, and Zhou Chen walked to the table and sat down on the stool.

Chen Xing handed him the rice and chopsticks, and sat down opposite him.

Zhou Chen held the bowl and did not move: "You don't need to cook at noon."

Chen Xing lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice, then raised his head and looked at Zhou Chen: "I don't like to eat takeaway."

Zhou Chen frowned: "Is the wound okay?"

"It's okay." Chen Xing paused, and asked, "You asked me for leave."

Zhou Chen took a piece of fish with chopsticks. It was very fresh and delicious, much better than the ones made in restaurants.He said to Chen Xing solemnly: "Well, I said I am your uncle."

Chen Xing was angry and funny immediately: "Don't you say you are my brother, you have to say that you are my uncle."

Zhou Chen shrugged casually: "I said it was your brother, and your homeroom teacher would definitely not believe it was your own brother. I said it was your uncle, which is more credible."

Chen Xing couldn't help laughing: "That's how the people's police deceive the masses."

"Take it easy, the injury hasn't healed yet." Zhou Chen scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it slowly.

"Who did you learn to cook from?"

Chen Xing put away his smile and looked down at the desktop: "My grandma" paused and said, "I passed away before she finished teaching, some of which I learned online." After finishing speaking, he felt that he was talking too much , He has only known Zhou Chen for a few days, why tell him these things?

"Oh." Zhou Chen took a sip of the soup and didn't ask any more questions.

After the two of them finished eating, there was almost nothing left.

Zhou Chen was a little lost in thought. This was the most comfortable meal he had eaten since he came here. Chen Xing's cooking skills are really good, and the food he cooked suits his taste.

Zhou Chen rushed to wash the dishes and did not let Chen Xing move again.

Zhou Chen brought Chen Xing his own T-shirt and coat at noon, and Chen Xing fit them well this time.

As soon as Chen Xing walked to the school gate in the afternoon, he was embraced by Xu Xin from behind. Xu Xin leaned against Chen Xing's back. The painful Chen Xing took a breath: "You fucking let me go."

As soon as Xu Xin heard this, he immediately let go, and looked at Chen Xing anxiously: "Chen Xing is sorry, where is the injury?"

Chen Xing took the school uniform brought by Xu Xin and changed into it. While adjusting the clothes, he said to Xu Xin, "Put it on your back."

Xu Xin lowered his voice: "What the fuck did that grandson do?"

Chen Xing put Xu Xin on his shoulders and dragged him to the school, his voice was flat: "Li Bin."

Xu Xin stopped, with a look of disbelief: "Li Bin?"

Li Bin is from Class 1 next door. He is the second child of Wannian in their school. In fact, he was No.2 in the school before entering high school, but since he met Chen Xing, he has been only No.[-]. And every time Chen Xing pulled the scores by [-] or [-] points.He usually wears glasses and looks like a mature young man. His class members have very negative comments on Li Bin, such as selfishness, pettiness and so on.Chen Xing didn't get along with him, but Li Bin would nod to him with a serious face every time they met. In that way, Chen Xing felt exactly the same as the old private school teacher.

"How did you provoke him?" Xu Xin was surprised and angry. Chen Xing usually kept a low profile in school and never took the initiative to cause trouble. He really couldn't figure out what kind of trouble Chen Xing could have with such a person.

Chen Xing dragged Xu Xin into the classroom, there were few people in the classroom, Chen Xing sat on the seat, Xu Xin followed and sat on Li Man's seat, Chen Xing smiled: "Why did you come so early today? "

"Isn't this afraid that you have no clothes to wear?" Xu Xin sighed: "Speaking of business, how did you provoke that Li Bin?"

Chen Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't this rob someone of his sweetheart yesterday?"

"Fuck, the grandson likes Li Man?" Xu Xin's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Li Bin, who was as stubborn as an old man, still liked Li Man.

"Well, I've been sending love letters to Li Man all day long, and I've bumped into them several times." The smile on Chen Xing's face became stronger, his eyes were crooked, and his long eyelashes flickered, Xu Xin was stunned. He was stunned: "It's so beautiful."

Chen Xing looked at Xu Xin with a complicated expression, "Li Man looks good?"

Xu Xin pointed at Chen Xing blankly: "Chen Xing, you are so pretty."

Chen Xing smiled and winked at Xu Xin: "No way, she is born beautiful."

"Chen Xing, why don't you dump Li Man, let's be together." Xu Xin looked at Chen Xing expectantly with his chin in his hands.

"Fuck you." Chen Xing smiled and kicked Xu Xin under the table, looked up and saw Li Man trotting over, his face was flushed, and there was a bright smile in his eyes.

Xu Xin returned to his seat in a sensible manner. Li Man sat down facing Chen Xing, propped his chin and asked Chen Xing aggrievedly: "Why didn't you answer my phone this morning? I'm very worried because you didn't come."

Chen Xing took out his physics exercise book and lowered his head to write: "I didn't hear that."

He really didn't hear the call, not even Xu Xin's call, Zhou Chen answered it for him.

Li Man complained in a low voice: "Then why did Xu Xin call you and you received it?"

"Someone else picked it up." Chen Xing drew a force analysis diagram with a sketchbook without raising his head.

Li Man's voice was a little anxious, and his pitch increased a lot: "Who answered it?"

Chen Xing forced himself to speak as calmly as possible: "A friend." After speaking, Chen Xing threw the pen on the table, turned around and walked out.

Li Man asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"

Chen Xing didn't say a word, walked to Xu Xin and dragged him outside. Li Man watched Chen Xing's back from his seat, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

Chen Xing dragged Xu Xin all the way to the end of the corridor before stopping. Xu Xin was confused by his dragging all the way: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xing lay on the railing watching the people coming and going in the yard: "Let's discuss something."

"What's the matter?" Xu Xin lay beside Chen Xing and turned to look at Chen Xing.

The wind in the corridor was a bit strong, Chen Xing squinted his eyes: "Li Bin."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and find him tonight."

Xu Xin had a complex expression: "You don't know how to hit him, do you?"

Chen Xing burst out laughing: "What are you thinking, I'm not as stupid as him."