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In mid-February, the week before high school starts, students frantically catch up on winter homework.

Shen Feibai went back home, carrying a stack of test papers and a book of winter vacation homework, and got into Wen Yang's room again.

At this time, Wen Yang had already folded the quilt neatly, and rearranged the messy desk.

This is their tacit understanding for many years.

——Because I know that there is not much time to control myself during the winter holidays, I simply let go of playing every time. In the last week, the two of them got together to write the homework and resume their study status by the way.

Wen Yang looked at Shen Feibai who was holding a lot of papers, his eyes quickly swept across the other's face, and then looked at the test papers in his arms.

The moment he saw those test papers, his panic instantly overshadowed the shyness lingering in his heart.

Wen Yang pointed at the pile of test papers, trembling: "Do we have so much homework?"

Shen Feibai nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

The A high school they are studying is a provincial key point, and the teaching method is relatively open, and few teachers will desperately squeeze free time or self-study classes to talk about something.

But a high degree of freedom does not mean that there will be less homework.

Especially during the winter and summer vacations that the school can't control, the teachers can't wait to stuff dozens of papers in each course, and don't give them a little time to breathe, for fear that when the school starts, they will find that the students' minds are empty, and they will forget everything after a vacation. up.

Wen Yang went to the living room and moved a chair in, straightened the cushion, sat cross-legged on it, took out his notebook and pen, and started to follow Shen Feibai to write questions crazily.

Shen Feibai stopped writing, and looked up from time to time at Wen Yang, who was obsessed with the test papers.

Wen Yang's grades are not as good as Shen Feibai's, but in the eyes of most people, he is also a child of other people's family.

Lively, cheerful, warm and generous, that handsome face grinned at people, easily able to laugh away the anger of others.

Wen Yang's popularity is extremely good, except for the fact that he is always the tail of the crane in the key class, there seems to be no flaws in this person.

Even the only regret can't be counted as a shortcoming. Everyone knows that not everyone can get into the key class of A high school. A lot of grades.

But it is because Wen Cabbage grows so well that Shen Feibai can't let go of his heart all the time, wishing to carry him with him all the time, hang a sign of Shen Feibai's Chinese cabbage on Wen Yang, and rub all the secrets. Those who tried to rob him were thrown back one by one.

Especially today after Wen Yang told him that he has someone he likes with the evidence of his crime...

When Shen Feibai thought of this, he squeezed hard with the hand holding the pen, and there was only a pricking sound, and the tip of the pen pierced the surface of the scroll, and also drew a long line on the test paper at the back.

Hearing the movement, Wen Yang raised his head from the physics test paper, stretched his head to look at Shen Feibai's test paper, and immediately laughed out loud: "You are going to be deducted!"

Shen Fei glanced at him blankly, Wen Yang suppressed his smile for a second, retracted his head frightenedly, opened the drawer and found a roll of transparent glue.

Shen Feibai pursed his lips, cut a small piece of transparent glue to carefully stick the landslide, and then stretched out his hand to pull out the pen that Wen Yang was about to stuff into his mouth.

Wen Yang has a very bad habit, that is, he bites his pen when he encounters a problem he can't do. When he was a child, he bit the pencil and bit the eraser.

Shen Feibai brought Wen Yang's test paper over, "Which question can't you?"

Wen Yang looked at the pen and test paper in Shen Feibai's hands, silently closed his half-open mouth, and pointed to the questions on the test paper.

Wen Yang and Shen Feibai studied the questions for a whole day, Shen Feibai was in good condition, and Wen Yang was immersed in the philosophical questions of who am I, where am I, and where did I come from.

Wenyang lay on the bed like a salted fish, feeling that no matter how warm the air conditioner was, it could not save his desolate heart that was tortured by study.

Shen Feibai sat in front of the desk sorting out the results of today's battle, looked back at Wen Yang who was rolling around on the bed, and couldn't help laughing, "Is this unbearable?"

"Who can't bear it." Wen Yang sat up all of a sudden, "I love studying, and studying makes me happy!"

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang for a while, then nodded, "Okay, I took your game console to my house, if you didn't pass the exam with me in the sophomore class of high school, I will throw your game console to the second-hand market and sell it , I’ll give you a few copies of Wusan.”

Wen Yang looked at Shen Feibai in shock.

Shen Feibai opened the drawer and took out Wen Yang's phone and handle to show that he was serious.

"Little Baibai, don't!!" Wen Yang scrambled out of bed, trying to save his baby.

However, Shen Feibai has already stood on the stool very wittily, raised the palm and the handle up high, looked down at Wen Yang because he was worried that his feet would slip and fall, he didn't dare to jump around, so he could only walk around the stool in a hurry Turning around, he opened his doggy eyes cowardly, and looked up at him pitifully.

"Little Baibai, you were not like this before!" Wen Yang looked eagerly at the handheld and controller in Shen Feibai's hands, "You used to spoil me very much!"

Hearing the words, Shen Fei raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, "Silly Yangyang, I love you very much now too."

"You...you..." Wen Yang stumbled at you for a long time after Shen Feibai said a word, his mind was buzzing, he couldn't refute for a while, and didn't want to refute.

His heart was suddenly surrounded by great joy and a sweet smell because of this unintentional sentence, just like his favorite mango-flavored candy, the gentle and wonderful taste filled the atrium densely, it was too sweet A trace of impurities.

But when he was really facing Shen Feibai, Wen Yang could only widen his eyes, looked up at the condescending young man, sniffed pitifully, and said dryly: "Then give me back the phone."

Shen Feibai didn't notice the change in Wen Yang's heart at all, he put down his hand, gently rubbed Wen Yang's fluffy hair, and reiterated: "The placement test."

Wen Yang looked at Shen Feibai, then at the hostage in Shen Feibai's hands, and finally nodded slightly, "Do your best."

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Shen Feibai was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

He knew Wen Yang very well, and for Wen Yang, who basically pursued little in other things except for playing games, it was very rare for him to be able to say the words "do the best".

Shen Feibai once thought that Wen Yang was a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect who came into the world to practice. Except for eating mangoes, he seemed to have no desires, and there was a sense of immortality everywhere. Son.

Oh, after entering high school, in addition to Mango, you have to add various games produced by Nintendo.

Back then, Shen Feibai gave Wen Yang a birthday present for the handheld device and the handle.

Shen Feibai jumped down from the chair, and just reached out to return the handheld and handle to Wen Yang, but in the end he paused and took them back.

Wen Yang's eyes widened immediately, with an expression of "you are ruthless, shameless and unreasonable".

"Let me here first, lest you lose control of yourself." Shen Feibai said confidently, "You can go play basketball or something."

Wen Yang looked at the dark sky outside, "Where do you want me to play basketball in this cold weather?"

"Then learn how to cook, it's better than lying on the bed and playing games." Shen Feibai said, pulling Wen Yang with the handheld and controller, and went back to his own home.

Although Shen Feibai said that he wanted Wen Yang to learn how to cook, in fact, Wen Yang was thrown on the sofa as soon as he entered the room, and he even stuffed a compulsory physics course in his hand.

Wen Yang held the textbook full of notes, and while reviewing, he looked up from time to time to see Shen Feibai who was running to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Shen Feibai is particularly used to Wen Yang, this is something that everyone who knows them knows very well.

Many people have told Wen Yang sourly that Shen Feibai treats you better than his own brother.

Every time he encounters such a question, Wen Yang will always answer happily because they are closer than brothers.

Wen Yang stood up the book in his hand, rested his chin on the spine of the book, shook his head, and kept his eyes on Shen Feibai in the kitchen.

In Wen Yang's eyes, Shen Feibai is really good at everything. He is handsome and has long legs. He can tutor and study and play basketball with him. He cooks delicious food and is especially good at taking care of others.

But in fact, Shen Feibai's popularity in school is far less than that of Wen Yang.

He seems to have spent all his good temper on his family and Wen Yang, and he has never been very patient when facing others. Everyone is young and energetic, and it is common for him to scold at disagreements. The number of times to get up is not small.

But Shen Feibai was surprisingly gentle in front of Wen Yang—although he often put on a cold face as if he was offended, he never really lost his temper with Wen Yang.

There is really no anger in the true sense.

Shen Fei frowning with a stern face, in Wen Yang's eyes, it was just a joke.

Wen Yang knew that Shen Feibai had a very high tolerance for him, so he often played some petty temper with Shen Feibai because of such special treatment.

To be honest, Wen Yang enjoyed Shen Feibai's almost pampering treatment.

Whenever he realizes that he is very different and special from others in Shen Feibai's eyes, his heart is filled with unparalleled satisfaction and happiness.

Shen Feibai closed the lid of the rice cooker, turned on the switch, and called Wen Yang without looking back.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yang responded, the voice was clear and crisp, full of joy, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Shen Feibai couldn't help but look back at Wen Yang in the living room.

A young man with soft shaggy black hair was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a light yellow fluffy thick home clothes, holding a book rolled into a straight tube in his arms, and was showing the book to him under the orange light Known as the "A high treasure" smiling face.

Shen Feibai looked at it for a long while.

He saw his originally smooth and steady heartbeat suddenly become fast and heavy, thumping like a beating drum, yelling and driving him to rush out, biting the neck of the boy who caused all this. , and then swallowed it little by little.