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I don't know how long it has been since I got up before six o'clock. When Fang Zheng went downstairs, my mother had just washed up in the toilet.

"Wake up so early?" Mom asked as she came out with a toothbrush in her mouth.

Fang Zheng made a running posture, smiled and said, "Go for a morning run."

"My God, son," the mother ran into the toilet to spit out the foam, and soon poked her head out again and said to Fang Zheng, "are you going to reform all aspects of evil now?"

"Mom," Fang Zheng said helplessly, "I'm not evil in all aspects, am I?"

"I said yes, you have a lot of trouble," my mother said, "you should run quickly, to the shop that sells steamed buns, and bring me steamed buns when you come back."

"Okay!" Fang Zheng nodded and trotted out the door.

In the end, just as my mother was about to close the door to go to the bathroom after washing her face, Fang Zheng rushed in from the door: "Mom! I forgot that I have no money!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Not doing it."

"Okay!" Fang Zheng took the money and swept it out like the wind.

The mornings in Zhucheng are not particularly cold in winter, but the air will be filled with thick white mist. Apart from being able to see things within three or four meters, you are basically running blind.

Fang Zheng ran under the fence of Lin Lu's house, and was in a dilemma between entering and leaving. He had been thinking since he got up, was he really ready to see Lin Lu?

I really won't see him anymore. Is there a surge of adrenaline when I meet someone I like, which leads to some unsightly thoughts in my mind?

He can basically do the first one, but he really can’t do anything about the second one. That part is not under the control of his brain, and he can’t control it if he really wants to convulse. He can't hold it back, who can't have some ideas in his mind, if he doesn't put it into action, it will be fine.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath back and forth, and was about to walk towards the gate when he felt someone pat him on the shoulder, followed by a nice low voice: "Good morning."

"Good morning," Fang Zheng knew who it was without turning around, "Why do I always want to add a sentence after it, "Long time no see?"

"In some respects, it's been a long time." Lin Lu ran up to him and smiled, "Aren't you here all right?"

Fang Zheng sighed: "Don't... don't come here without any problems."

"Let's run together?" Lin Lu grabbed Fang Zheng's wrist, "You just wanted to enter my house to find me?"

The moment Fang Zheng was held by Lin Lu, he almost threw his hand away subconsciously. Fortunately, he reacted. He stiffened his grasped hand awkwardly, but smiled on his face: "Well, let's go together run."

The road was a bit slippery, and Fang Zheng reminded Lin Lu all the way: "Be careful, don't fall."

"How could it be possible to fall?" Lin Lu ran easily, "I don't know how many times I have run these roads."

"I haven't run much before," Fang Zheng was a little sad. "I used to run when I was crazy when I was a child... But from today on, I will come out and run regardless of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, or snow!"

"No need," Lin Lu gave him a hand to avoid a small puddle, "It's okay to run in the wind, but it's fine to run in those weathers later, it's just a crime."

"You used to come for a morning jog every morning before accompanying me to school, how early did you get up?" Fang Zheng asked.

"It doesn't need to be too early," Lin Lu said, "it's almost the same as now. After the run, Grandpa will prepare the meal. After the meal, I will go to you and you will also finish the meal."

"I used to be so lazy," Fang Zheng said, "Hey, how could I be so lazy before."

"Don't say that." Lin Lu stopped and said solemnly.

Not to mention how moved Fang Zheng was, just when he was about to say something, Lin Lu went on to say: "You still don't know if it will be the same as before."

Fang Zheng: "..."

"I'm telling the truth," Lin Lu said with a smile, "We reasonable people are never hypocritical."

You reasonable people look so pretty when you smile.Fang Zheng sniffed, bit his lower lip and said, "The bun shop is coming soon, do you want to eat?"

Lin Lu said, "Are you inviting me?"

"Of course you want to eat, I will invite you," Fang Zheng smiled, "Just a bun is not a big deal, I can afford to eat you."

"That's fine," Lin Lu said while squinting his eyes, "Soup buns, ham buns, vermicelli buns, by the way, his family seems to have new custard buns and brown sugar steamed buns recently, try them too."

Fang Zheng looked at him and thought: Smiling with squinted eyes is also very pretty, but why is it so edible now?

"Okay!" Already at the bun shop, Fang Zheng stood in front of the shop and said to the boss, "Boss, here is a custard bun, brown sugar bun, soup bun, and..."

He turned back to look at Lin Lu who was leaning aside and smiling: "What else?"

"Enough." Lin Lu couldn't help flicking his head, "You still think I'm really that edible."

Ah, the way he flicks his head is so handsome!Fang Zheng rubbed the place where the bullet hurt, and felt that he was hopeless.

After buying the buns, the two walked back slowly while eating.When they arrived at the intersection at home, Fang Zheng asked Lin Lu: "Then shall we go directly to school, or do you want to go back for dinner?"

"...I'm not that good at eating," Lin Lu said with a helpless smile, "I was bluffing you at the steamed stuffed bun shop, why are you still holding onto it?"

"No no no no no holding on!" Fang Zheng said, "Even if you just ask me!"

"Why are you nervous?" Lin Lu patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go to school together later."

The high school course is much faster than the junior high school. Fang Zheng didn't attend the class a few days ago, and now the teacher started to review, and he deeply felt the difficulty of not keeping up with the progress.

Fang An didn't know if he was really that much smarter than him, he crossed his legs and propped his chin, while looking at the blackboard, he wrote on the review paper with ease.

"Tell the truth," Fang Zheng looked at him, "Where can you drive?"

Fang An listened very seriously, and looked at Fang Zheng slightly sideways: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

"I'm talking about why," Fang Zheng said, "How did you keep up with the progress after missing so many zakats?"

Fang An's expression was calm: "Listen."

Fang Zheng sincerely looked down at the math problems on the test paper, then at the blackboard, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Where did Lin Lu see the illusion that I'm smart?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang An tapped his head with a pen, "I remember I told you when I was in junior high school, you are quite smart, but it's because you haven't fully concentrated on it. Go listen, so you can’t understand, your mind is full of messy things, how can you make room for the old man who knows it?”

"It's inevitable to pretend to be something, right?" Fang Zheng said with a tut, "You also pretended to be something in your head, right? If you don't pretend to be anything in your mind, you must be a dead person, right?"

"Why the hell can't you understand what I mean?" Fang An glared at him, "I mean, when you are in class, don't think about things in your head, just let me put it off if you pretend to be something." Go aside, your head won't fall off, and there will be plenty of time for you to think about those silly things."

The truth is the truth, Fang Zheng still wanted to say a few words: "You actually see it so clearly, so why did you go to drink a while ago?"

"You..." Fang An choked for a moment, he turned his head to look at the blackboard, and said after a while, "That's different, that incident hit me too hard, there must be a buffer period."

Fang Zheng thought that he was still in the same situation as Zhao Xuan, and that he still liked an impossible person, so he stopped talking immediately. He turned over the test paper and followed the teacher's train of thought to attend the class.

Jian Yan found that her male god was in a particularly good mood today, and even hummed a song when he was sorting out his precious formula notebook after school?

Although her voice was very low, Jian Yan carried out the basic cultivation of a fan girl, she was surprised to hear it, and she could hear it quite clearly.

The male god sings nicely and doesn't stutter!

But it's a pity that it didn't last long, and the total amount of time was less than half a minute. Jian Yan expressed her regret.

The blood of Jian Yan's gossip was all over her body, and she put aside the heavy oath she made today, and when she left the classroom after school, she caught him and asked, "God, tell me, what happened today?" So happy?"

Lin Lu, who was rushing to Class [-] and waiting for Fang Zheng to go home together, said without even thinking about it: "I had a fight with my girlfriend before, and I managed to coax it together. Of course I'm happy."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry. Jian Yan recalled her male god's unconsciously doting expression and tone just now when he mentioned his girlfriend, and sighed for the girls who had a crush on Lin Lu throughout the grade.

Today it was Fang An and Fang Zheng's turn to be on duty. Everyone in the class had almost left, and they were the only ones left. One was sweeping the floor, and the other was patting dust on the blackboard eraser in the corridor outside.

The one who took the ashes was Fang Zheng. He didn't stretch out his hand to take pictures outside the railing. He just stood in the corridor and took pictures, blocking his nose enough.

"It's cute." Lin Lu walked up the stairs, and saw his boy's nose was red from sneezing, and he stubbornly slapped ashes on his face.

Idiots are so cute.

"Where's your ingenious thinking about heresy before?" Lin Lu walked over, took his two blackboard erasers, walked to the railing of the corridor, stretched out his hands and patted each other, "Isn't that enough?"

"Ah," Fang Zheng walked over and stood beside him, "I was thinking about the topic just now, but I didn't think about it for a while, so I just thought that I should finish the ashes quickly."

Lin Lu's eyes instantly crooked with laughter, and when he handed back the dusted blackboard eraser to Fang Zheng's hand, he finally couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I'm really happy today."

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