A psychopath has a crush on me

Yu Pei thanked: "Thank you, Changzhou."

"This soda is really delicious." Luo Changzhou took a sip of soda, looked at Yu Pei with a smile and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the intersection."

Yu Pei responded, "Yeah."

After Yu Pei's figure disappeared along with the black car, Luo Changzhou rode his bicycle and left. By the time he got home, the ice cubes in the cup of green wood soda had already melted.

The taste of soda at room temperature is not as good as before, because it is no longer cold and refreshing, so the sweetness of soda will become very obvious.

Luo Changzhou doesn't like to eat sweets. If the soda before was good, he doesn't want to drink the Aoki soda that has become normal temperature now - but he is also reluctant to throw it away, like giving it to other insignificant people before. Give him soda and treat it that way.

Because of Yu Pei, this glass of soda, which is too ordinary, seems to have been endowed with a special meaning.

For a moment, Luo Changzhou was not sure whether he wanted to finish drinking it, so he put the soda on the tea table, and then went outside with the hose to water the pear tree planted by Luo's father.Now he cares more about these pear trees than his orchids. He hopes that these trees will bloom this year after planting and bear fruit next year.

After Luo Changzhou took care of all the pear trees, when he came back, he found that Luo's father was sitting on the sofa playing the mobile phone Landlord, drinking the green wood soda he bought in his hand.

"Dad?!" Luo Changzhou's voice changed suddenly, startling Luo's father, "Why are you drinking my soda?"

"Huh?" Father Luo almost choked on Luo Changzhou's shout, and he was also surprised, "Is this your soda?"

Luo Changzhou stepped forward and snatched the soda back from Luo's father, and asked, "If it's not mine, who else could it be?"

"You never drink this kind of thing. I thought it was your mother who bought it." Luo's father was also very helpless. He saw such a bottle of green soda on the coffee table, and thought it was Luo's mother's leftovers. , immediately brought it to drink, who knew it belonged to his son, seeing Luo Changzhou frowning, staring at the soda without saying a word, clearly showing that he disliked him, raised his eyebrows and said, " Besides, what's the matter with yours, what's the matter with Dad drinking some of your drink? I gave you your pocket money. "

Luo Changzhou didn't speak, his dark blue eyes were like pieces of ice, looking at Father Luo coldly.

Father Luo had no choice but to touch his nose and mutter in a low voice, "Okay, your mother gave it..."

Luo's mother, who was cutting fruit in the kitchen, heard the movement of the two father and son, and came out with a fruit plate: "How old are you, and you are fighting for food with your son." She is very fond of Luo Changzhou, and she must help Luo Changzhou Zhou scolded Luo's father.

Luo's father was scolded by his wife, and he was even more unconvinced: "He was never so stingy before, you got used to it, so how will he find a partner in the future if he is so stingy?"

"Changzhou is still young." Luo's mother continued to help Luo Changzhou speak.

Luo Changzhou raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, said "I'm going to do my homework" and went upstairs.

Of course, Luo Changzhou didn't drink that glass of soda in the end, because Luo's father almost drank the soda, and when he snatched it back, there was only a little bit left. No matter how helpless Luo Changzhou was, it was impossible to pinch Luo's father. The neck made him spit out the soda.

That night, Luo Changzhou took a shower early as usual, and wanted to go to bed early to chat with Yu Pei, and complained to him that his father had finished drinking his Aoki soda, this feeling was similar to "complaining". This is the first time for Zhou, but he doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with it—complaining is actually a kind of weakness, it’s a very sweet process to tell someone who cares about your grievances and let him comfort you .

It's just that when Luo Changzhou came out of the bathroom to pick up his phone, he saw that Yu Pei had sent him a good night text message early, saying that he was already asleep.

This is not normal.

Yu Pei's work and rest schedule has always been very regular, today he went to bed too early.

Luo Changzhou's first reaction was whether Yu Pei was sick - after all, his body was not particularly healthy at first glance.

After thinking about it, Luo Changzhou still replied a text message to Yu Pei: [You went to bed early today, are you feeling unwell?Good night. ]

Of course, after this message was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any response.

Because he was thinking about Yu Pei, Luo Changzhou went to school earlier the next day. He held a small hot water bottle in his right hand and put it in his pocket to watch the students coming and going on campus.

The temperature in the early spring in the south is the most unpredictable. At noon, it is as hot as the summer solstice, but in the morning, you can spit out a mouthful of white mist, so most of the students are rushing to the classroom with their necks lowered and their heads down. Stay outside more, but Luo Changzhou has to stay outside.

He is tall and tall, with deeper facial features than ordinary people, deep eyebrows and wide eyes, and a pair of unique blue eyes, standing out from a group of students with black eyes, so conspicuous that almost every girl turns her head when passing by him He took a few more glances, but he himself seemed to be unaware of these gazes, standing straight in place until the person he was waiting for appeared.

Luo Changzhou took a deep breath, as if he needed to practice breathing repeatedly in order to get close to that person, and then find the frequency that best suits each other.

"Morning, Pei."

Hearing Luo Changzhou's voice, Yu Pei looked up and saw those deep blue eyes. He smiled, and before he had time to say hello to Luo Changzhou, a soft warm cup was stuffed into his hand. s things.

He looked down and found that it was a cloud-shaped white hot water bag. This kind of hot water bag is very popular among students because it is easy to carry and can be used repeatedly. It can be used by boiling in hot water, but how could Luo Changzhou What about using something like this?

Yu Pei was a little puzzled, but Luo Changzhou quickly said to him: "My hands are cold when I ride a bicycle, so I know how to use this. Now that I have warmed my hands, let me use them for you."

"Changzhou, you are so kind." Yu Pei didn't think too much about it, the hot water bottle was really warm, he pressed the hot water bottle on his face and tried it, only to feel the warmth spreading from his cheeks to his whole body, "It's so warm... ..."

Yu Pei sighed comfortably, Luo Changzhou looked down at him, put his hands in his pockets, and said casually: "You went to bed early yesterday, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing his question, Yu Pei immediately remembered the unread text messages from Luo Changzhou in his inbox this morning, and immediately said: "Ah, I went to bed early yesterday so I didn't reply to you."

Luo Changzhou twitched the corners of his lips, smiled slightly, and said, "I said good night, what reply do I need?"

Yu Pei also raised his head and smiled at him, then lowered his eyes, looked at the ground and said, "It's a little uncomfortable. I felt sleepy after taking the medicine, so I went to bed early." He yawned, tears dripping from his sour eyes.

Luo Changzhou looked at him, and then looked away after a long while, and said, "Then let's go to the classroom and lie down for a rest."

"En." Yu Pei nodded, put down his schoolbag as soon as he entered the classroom, and lay down on the table.

Luo Changzhou responded to all the girls in the class who greeted him with the words "Well, early", and took Yu Pei and his cup all the way through to make hot tea and came back. It's a pity that Yu Pei didn't come to school early, So he didn't lie down for a long time before going to class.

The tea leaves spread out in the scalding boiling water. Before Yu Pei could open his eyes, he smelled the fragrance of the tea: "Changzhou, did you make tea for me?"

"Yeah." Luo Changzhou replied. He looked at Yu Pei's eyelids fighting up and down, and the way he was obviously not awake but insisted on opening his eyes to pretend to be awake. He couldn't hold back, and said to him, "How about Can you lie down and sleep for a while? The teacher is here and I will call you."

"No." Yu Pei pinched himself so hard that his eyes were red with pain, "Teacher Yang just said yesterday that today's two classes are very important, and we need to listen carefully Where are the notes?"

Saying that, Yu Pei took out the white notebook that Luo Changzhou gave him and put it on the table, looking like a good student.

But Luo Changzhou looked at his lax eyes, couldn't help laughing, and then quickly turned serious, following the teacher on the podium to take notes.But as he was writing, his hand was pushed, and the tip of the pen lost power, drawing a long black line on the white paper.

Luo Changzhou looked sideways, and saw the culprit squinted his eyes again, poking and poking on the notebook with a pen in his hand. Luo Changzhou leaned over to take a look, and the notes were still in order at first. Yes, at the end, there are only some ghostly symbols written by the master in the half-dream and half-awake state.

And Yu Pei seemed to realize that he accidentally bumped into Luo Changzhou, he opened his eyes and apologized to Luo Changzhou in a daze: "Did I bump into you? Changzhou, I'm sorry."

Of course Luo Changzhou would not argue with him: "It's fine."

Yu Pei rubbed his eyes, then pinched himself again, maybe because he felt that his strength was not strong enough, the next moment he pulled Luo Changzhou's hand and put it on his lap: "Changzhou, why don't you pinch me, Pinch hard, I'm so sleepy."

Luo Changzhou was made a little sluggish by his series of movements. The boy's legs under his palm were very slender, with the flexibility unique to a boy. After he heard what the boy said, it was a little funny, and he took his hand back and said, "You still have Go to sleep, I'll help you look after the teacher, and I'll just borrow you to copy the notes when you finish class."

"I can't understand just by looking at the notes..." The young man was talking, but his head almost dropped to the table.

Luo Changzhou said again: "If you don't know it, I will teach you."

Yu Pei still didn't give up: "That's so troublesome..."

But as soon as he finished saying this, he was overwhelmed by sleepiness and fell asleep on the table with his head tilted.

The teacher spoke very hard on the podium, and the students were also writing hard at the bottom. The whole classroom was filled with the unique tense atmosphere of the third year of high school, but in this urgent atmosphere, Luo Changzhou's eyes did not stop at blackboard.