A Bunny Delinquent Should Hide His Tail

Summer nights are also considered cool, frogs and insects chirp, and the atmosphere is good.

Shen Chu was lying on his stomach without moving. I don't know how Ji Ze knew he was awake.

I'm afraid I'm not cheating on him.

Shen Chu hesitated for a second between "continue to pretend to be asleep" and "get up and talk", and chose to get up and talk.

After all, he also wanted to speak clearly, and stop arguing with Ji Ze in such a muddled manner.

He straightened up and leaned back in the chair.

The face has been pressed against the arm for a long time, and there are still a few faint red marks.

My mind is a little confused, I don't know what to say.

"Sleeped all night, did you finish your homework?" Ji Ze asked.

Shen Chu's lips parted slightly, and he said "ah" slowly: "I wrote it."

Written and finished.

Recently, I have done all the homework by myself, and I am full of sense of accomplishment.

Ji Ze stepped on the crossbar under the table and sat on the chair with his front legs up.

He didn't seem to know how to speak, he swayed in boredom, and sat back down again.

The wolf cub dug out the hole in the table and put a few toffees on the table: "You really don't want to eat?"

A little wronged, like a child who doesn't understand what he did wrong, and doesn't even know where to start to remedy it.

"Do you read Post Bar?" Shen Chu took his mobile phone and clicked on the app he just downloaded a few days ago.

He originally thought that Ji Ze should not look at these messy things like himself.

But in the next second, Ji Ze actually said "um": "Occasionally."

Shen Chu's hand paused.

"Then you know when you're exercising..." Shen Chu looked at the interface of his mobile phone and turned it off again.

A hammer to the east and a mallet to the west, it's annoying to miss the point.

"What about the sports meeting?" Ji Ze's forehead twitched, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

Shen Chu rested his elbows on the table, raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and closed his eyes heavily.

"I have spoken."

Shen Chu suddenly lowered his hand, and knocked his finger bones on the table, making a soft sound.

The frowning young man was like the night outside the window, depressed and hot, his eyes were pitch black and bottomless.

"Do you like boys?"

Ji Ze was stunned for 2 minutes without speaking.

Shen Chu didn't urge anyone to answer.

He turned away and looked down at his fingers resting on the table.

Time seems to have a voice.

"Plop-plop-"

It was the sound of Ji Ze's heartbeat that was about to stop coming back to life.

"I…"

Ji Ze stopped after saying a word, raised his hand to support the edge of the table, and forced a smile.

Even breathing was trembling, and he couldn't speak at all.

He gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths.

"Yes." Ji Ze let go of the hand holding the table, and leaned back on the chair back as if he had recovered.

Shen Chu's fingers clenched tightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes turned to the window. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Is it me?"

Ji Ze's newly adjusted mentality collapsed again.

He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Chu's side face, feeling as if he had rummaged through the seasonings in the kitchen, mixed together with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, he didn't know how to answer the question.

Yes, it's you.

Originally, the words that were supposed to be hidden in his heart and become moldy, were pushed to the lips by Shen Chu in such a straightforward manner.

Ji Ze lowered his head, and rubbed the thumb of his right hand against the palm of his left hand—a layer of sweat broke out there.

He twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, thinking that it shouldn't be.

It's just a person I like.

"Ah."

The wolf cub who always loves to gossip and play tricks on weekdays is extraordinarily quiet at this time.

He suppressed all the complicated emotions, and finally only choked out a monosyllabic modal particle.

Ji Ze's eyelashes drooped slightly, silently waiting for the next response.

It seems that I have come to the end of a dead end, there is no other way, so I have to comfort myself in a whimsical way, maybe the ending is not as bad as I thought.

In case Shen Chu...

Shen Chu stood up suddenly.

Because of the excessive force, the chair made a harsh sound on the marble floor and fell to the ground.

Shen Chu bent down, and stiffly helped it up.

The big rabbit seemed a little at a loss, his eyes turned around in the classroom, but he didn't stop at Ji Ze.

it is as expected.

Shen Chu's lips trembled a little, and he took a hard bite: "I'm sorry."

There was panting in the boy's words, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

But Ji Ze seemed to be relieved.

He put his arm on the table casually, and replied like a normal person: "It's nothing, I should say sorry."

Ji Ze sat on the chair and stretched his arms as if relaxed.

It's over.

Worst result.

Ji Ze raised his face slightly and looked at Shen Chu.

With a smile on his face, the wolf cub was talking to Shen Chu as usual.

"I'm sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable."

Shen Chu nodded indiscriminately, turned around and wanted to leave.

Ji Ze didn't move either, and let him go.

Shen Chu took a few steps and stopped: "I don't feel unwell."

He seemed to be emphasizing it, and repeated it again: "What's so uncomfortable about this."

It's not because he and Ji Ze are both boys.

Ji Ze's feelings should not be underestimated by him.

"It's not for any other reason." Shen Chu breathed heavily and his chest heaved violently, "You are a wolf."

His words didn't match the words, and his thoughts were mixed and messed up.

"I could be friends with a wolf, but..."

But not being/loving.

"There's nothing wrong with you, it's my problem."

The matter was finally settled, but Shen Chu didn't feel relaxed after solving the problem.

On the contrary, his heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, making him unable to breathe.

He and Ji Ze used to get along with each other, every word, deed, and every move, all of which he recalled carefully.

Because he knew that layer of ambiguous thoughts, Ji Ze's intentional or unintentional actions seemed to have a purpose, prying Shen Chu's heart bit by bit in Shen Chu's mind.

Ji Ze is really letting him, coaxing him, pampering him.

Ji Ze did this because he liked him.

On the other hand, Ji Ze seems to be fine these days.

You should talk about it, you should laugh, and there are a lot of funny things in reading.

Occasionally, he stood up for Bai Fei and helped his brother who was dumped.

If it wasn't for the wolf cub no longer talking to Shen Chu when he had nothing to do like before, Shen Chu really thought that the night a few days ago was a dream made up by his brain.

Slowly, he began to wonder if Ji Ze really had thoughts about him.

Because it seems that he is the only one who is trapped by this matter.

At the end of June, Shen Chu ushered in the final exam of the second semester of high school.

The knowledge points are relatively familiar, and they are the content repeatedly emphasized by the teacher in class.

Shen Chu continued to do one question after another, and finally found a little feeling that he was answering the questions.

Exam time is no longer extra, it has even become insufficient.

The invigilator walked back and forth in the examination room several times, and finally stopped at Shen Chu's desk.

He tilted his head, watching with interest the former countdown of the grade, and solved the last big derivative problem in mathematics.

Ji Ze told Shen Chu about this question.

It is almost the original question, without changing the way of thinking.

Two hours later, the bell rang to close the roll.

Shen Chu closed the cap of his pen and watched himself write a test paper full of it.

Ji Ze must have done it too.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and turned his pen cap.

Ji Ze has always been able to do it.

He was a great guy from the very beginning.

Final exam results come out two days before summer vacation.

Looking at his 91-point math test paper, Shen Chu felt a faint sadness that everything was different.

He turned the paper to the wrong side, and saw that the big derivative question that he had spent a long time doing was wrong.

Where is wrong?

Shen Chu read the title carefully, but still didn't understand.

"Not bad," Ji Ze smiled at Shen Chu, "I passed."

150 points paper, [-] points pass.

Shen Chu tightened his fingers holding the paper, then nodded slowly.

He glanced at the test paper in Ji Ze's hand, and the red three-digit number near full marks was marked on the front of the test paper.

He should have gotten the last question right.

In the next second, Ji Ze casually folded the paper in half, threw it into the hole in the table, got up and walked towards the muscular cougar in their dormitory.

"Maomao, how did you do in the exam?"

Shen Chu withdrew his gaze, staring at his paper in a daze.

No one taught him anymore.

"Grade 160 three!"

Meng Yushu couldn't believe his eyes.

A few minutes ago, when she got the school's grade list, she started looking for her son's name from the back to the front as usual.

As a result, she turned a page and couldn't find it. She turned another page and found it at the top.

"82, 91, 76, 130 two."

Meng Yushu recited Shen Chu's test scores based on his scores in Chinese, Mathematics, and English.

The little woman who was still wearing an apron couldn't believe it. After looking at it several times, she finally put down the report card, and rushed to Shen Chu with tears in her eyes: "Son, you have finally enlightened!"

Shen Chu, who was lying dead on the sofa, was so pressed by Meng Yushu that he almost gave up.

"I knew that your father's grades are so good, so you must have a good mind." Meng Yushu wiped away tears, "With this grade, if you work hard in the third year of high school, you should be able to get into a better school."

Shen Chu grabbed Meng Yushu's arm and threw his mother on the sofa: "What does it matter to him?"

This is his own test score, and it has nothing to do with his father who died early.

"Some time ago I was arguing about going to a sports school, but now I know it's better to study!" Meng Shuyu smiled from ear to ear, got up and folded the report card, and said to herself, "Little A child is a child, and he will have an idea for a while, it is better to listen to his mother, and it is right to listen to his mother."

Sitting on the sofa, Shen Chu saw the candy bought during the Chinese New Year under the glass coffee table.

He leaned over and picked a few out of the plastic bag.

Strawberry and orange.

On Ji Ze's birthday a few years ago, I seemed to use this little candy to get rid of him.

It seems that he is not willing to eat.

Shen Chu felt funny in his heart, but couldn't smile on his face.

He peeled off the orange-flavored hard candy and threw it into his mouth, and the sour-sweet taste instantly filled his entire mouth.

"Mom." Shen Chu suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Meng Yushu's voice came from the bedroom: "What's wrong?"

A small piece of hard candy was pushed away in his mouth by the tip of his tongue, Shen Chu held another hard candy in his palm, got up and walked to Meng Yushu's bedroom door.

With fists in hand, Shen Chu raised his arms and stretched out to Meng Yushu: "Here."

Meng Yushu walked to his side with a happy face, and put two hands under his fist: "What is it?"

Shen Chu spread out his five fingers, and a hard strawberry candy landed in Meng Yushu's palm.

Meng Yushu suddenly smiled and rolled his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"I'll give you candy." Shen Chu looked at Meng Yushu, feeling a little sad in his heart.

"Where did you learn it?" Meng Shuyu lowered his head and tore off the candy wrapper, and said cheerfully, "You want to lie to someone else's little girl?"

Shen Chu's drooping eyelashes trembled, he seemed to be talking to himself, and lowered his voice extremely low.

"There are no little girls."

The author has something to say: Ji Ze: yesterday's me you love to answer, but today's me you can't afford.

With such a sad atmosphere, it is a bit abrupt to write a small theater, so save it for the next few chapters.

Today should be another update, the salted fish is lying down.