Dig a spoonful of heart meat

The person has not yet woken up, and the faint sound of typing on the keyboard is vaguely heard in the dream, and the consciousness seems to be still in the state of last night.

The light from the window has already shone in.

Zou Shao opened his eyes a crack, and the first thing he saw in the morning was Tan Weifeng's back.

"Wake up so early..." He muttered in a low voice, then got up and sat up all of a sudden.

"Morning." Tan Weifeng replied without looking back.

Zou Shao rubbed his hair and went into the bathroom, always vaguely feeling that Tan Weifeng's sentence just now was a bit strange.

It was like going back to before liberation overnight.

When he came out after washing, breakfast was already set on the table.At first, he thought that Tan Weifeng had finally gained the awareness of life and started cooking, but when he got closer, he saw that there were some ready-to-eat things like bread and milk.

Zou Shao took a bite of the bread and found that the other party's eyes were fixed on his collar.

After a pause, he lowered his head to find that the water droplets on the side of his face hadn't been wiped clean, dripping drop by drop along the hair on the sideburns to the collar, forming a small pool of dark water.

"It's okay." He smiled indifferently, "It will be done in a while."

Qin Weifeng lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

……

Zou Shao is now very sure that he slept back before liberation.

"You usually do it yourself in the morning?"

"Yeah." The other party picked up a piece of bread and shook off some crumbs, "The aunt who has been cooking before has returned to her hometown, so I didn't find a new one."

"Then your weekend..."

"School in the third year of high school on weekends."

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Zou Shao replied casually, "I will do it."

……

The actions of both of them are a meal.

This weekend is extremely fulfilling for Zou Shao, except for cooking, eating and sleeping, the rest of the time is spent rubbing his IQ on the table by Fengshen.

After memorizing the formula of kinetic energy and momentum, he was stared at by the other party and finished all the questions about this knowledge point on the forty sets of papers.

I feel like I will never love energy again in this life.

I feel that I will never write a wrong formula again in this life.

In this life, I will never make mistakes of similar types again.

On Sunday night, Zou Shao looked at the mountain-high papers on the table and spread them on the bed.

In the past two days, Tan Weifeng told him with his own personal teaching, what is devil-style teaching, what is learning-spirited tutoring, and how to use an unforgettable method to get the other party to explain "why can't you do this question?"

You can post a small advertisement for him when you turn left when you go out: Tsinghua Xueba Fengshen will take you to play with energy for 48 hours, and the price is half of your brain cells.

He felt that his mind was bubbling with soy milk, and he didn't have any energy to think.

Qin Weifeng turned his head and showed a harmless smile.The cold eyes were slightly bent, looking gentle and extraordinarily beautiful.

Zou Shao's eyes sunk in.

The other party waved the comprehensive examination paper at him, and Zou Shao felt an ominous premonition surging in his heart.

"Change a subject next week, biological genetics." The corner of his mouth was still curled up, but he looked hairy, "Do you remember the number 1/4 in the book, fill in the blanks and write 1/4 in full?"

"..."

"The experiment that proves the existence of genes on sex chromosomes is: 1/4 hybridization experiment." After reading the question, Qin Weifeng concluded, "Very good."

"..."

"Use the time next week to read all the knowledge points, and wait for me after school on Friday." He clicked on the paper on the table, "All the genetics topics on it."

"!"

"I brushed a book of cloze the weekend before. You only have forty sets of papers, but only one hundred questions."

However, one hundred...

Zou Shao closed his eyes in despair, unwilling to open his eyes to look at this cruel world.

"Go to that room, don't always sleep on my bed."

"Then I... two days ago..." Zou Shao suddenly stopped.

On Friday, the last part of my memory seems to be watching Qin Weifeng write code while holding his chin, and then...

"I fell asleep on the table?" Zou Shao asked tentatively.

Tan Weifeng didn't answer, but if you look carefully, you can find that there is an imperceptible pause in the movements of his hands.

"..." Zou Shao was too tired to move, "Your double bed is so big, and I don't kick people in the middle of the night, why are you so particular about it?"

The "pre-liberation sense of sight" from the morning to the present has come back again.

Zou Shao stared at Tan Weifeng's stiff back, falling into self-doubt.

There should be nothing wrong with falling asleep by yourself, right?Don't snore, don't be a demon, don't sleepwalk, don't kick the quilt.Why does Fengshen feel so...repulsive when he wakes up in the morning in the same position as before going to bed?

"I didn't say anything last night, did I?"

Qin Weifeng ignored him.

"I didn't hit you either, did I?"

Qin Weifeng pressed the Enter key hard, and the keycap was pressed to the bottom with a "snap", and then bounced back suddenly, making a crisp sound.

Zou Shao knew that now the other party hoped that he was the tortured keycap...

"Then I slept here?"

Qin Weifeng began to click the mouse frantically.

Zou Shaochou smiled back, and sighed helplessly: "Then I'm really here?"

Qin said that the wind took a sip of iced Coke.

"Senior..." Zou Shao was so sleepy and helpless, his voice stretched out lazily.The timbre, which is already close to that of an adult, is deliberately lowered, revealing a somewhat muted and magnetic sense of hearing.The Adam's apple vibrated slightly, and hormones inadvertently leaked out from it.

"..." Tan Weifeng's hand was hanging in the air.

After almost 20 seconds, neither of them made any movement.Zou Shao's consciousness has drifted between half dream and half awake, the thin and tall figure in front of him gradually blurred, falling into a warm and bright white void.

It is different from the cold and dark home in the past, and different from the upset and noise in Zou Ze's home.There are no rotten carrots in the kitchen, no excruciating pain when a loved one dies, no obscene language under the dizzy scorching sun, no blood splattered, and no malice from the world.

Someone held out a hand to him.Those hands are well-articulated and the wrists are clean, like a pair of pianist's hands.

The surrounding noise and crowd no longer exist, and the physical formula of E=m*v^2/2 is floating in the air.

It is as if the body has fallen from the clouds, but fell into a pool of gentle spring water, washing away the dust of the exhausting journey, safe, stable, and addictive.

There seemed to be a sound of friction between the chair and the ground in the haze.

—he stood up.

The disdainful eyes of the teacher in junior high school, the frightened eyes of the classmates, the wanton madness of riding a neighbor’s motorcycle to the county town to fight in the middle of the night, but with a bit of self-abandonment and helplessness.

There are too many unforgettable faces, those who hide their knives in their smiles, those who are duplicity, and those who are flattering.

Too much unjust malice, restless treatment, and unfathomable hearts.

"Xiao Shao, dad just..."

"Zou Shao, I know, his mother is..."

...Don't say it.

"stop!"

The voices of the surrounding people suddenly lost their sound as if they were muted, so quiet that only the person was seen running from the other side of the road.The mixed horns of the cars were all inaudible, only the sentence "Stop" pierced the eardrums and rang straight to the bottom of my heart.

--boom

The sound of footsteps came again from inside the room, and the memory that pervaded consciousness faded away like a tidal wave.

As if something hit him, Zou Shao suddenly opened his eyes and got up as if he had been electrified, breathing quickly, and there was still a little sweat on his back.

——Tan Weifeng threw the quilt from another bedroom on him.

The figure in the dream gradually doubled with the person in front of him, so absurd that it became distorted.

Zou Shao opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Shut up..." Tan Weifeng looked away and turned around.

"sleep."

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