Dig a spoonful of heart meat

Before the relaxation after the midterm exam was over, the notification of the final exam came over again.The snow fell late in Beijing, and the weather was dry and cold, and the few gusts of wind were still shivering.

Since the physical education teacher approached Zou Shao, he began to study physical education with both hands.The daily training time is self-study in the morning every day, and another two hours of practice after the evening.After returning to the classroom and finishing homework after practice, it was time to turn off the lights. He left early and returned late, and even his roommates couldn't find him all day long.

Once I got busy, the time for talking about calf was reduced a lot, and I gradually began to feel like "seriously going to school", and even the frequency of activities on the band side also decreased a lot.

In addition, I would go to Tan Weifeng's home to make up lessons almost every weekend. Most of the time, the two of them would do their own work, and after finishing the questions, we would ask them together on Sunday afternoon.

What puzzled Zou Shao was that in the past two months, he hadn't seen anyone else from Tan Weifeng's family.According to Qin Weifeng, his parents have not returned from a long-term business trip in the past few months.The aunt who cooked at home before resigned, and he has been eating in the school cafeteria since the third year of high school.

But ordinary people would probably feel that this family has over-raised their children.

On the last day of formal classes this semester, Zou Shao went back to the dormitory after training and took a cold shower, just in time to walk into the classroom by stepping on the class bell.

Although only two months of training time, but his physical changes are still not small.It seemed that the heart of a teenager had swelled out of his body, and he had grown into a slightly mature appearance.The muscle lines are tightly attached to the bones, and every movement shows the ease and wantonness of running in the sun.

He ignored everyone's eyes on him, sat on the seat, and used his thumb to wipe away the water dripping from the tip of his hair onto the table.

The familiar sound of high heels sounded from outside the door.

"We have final exams next Monday and Tuesday."

So fast, already a semester... Zou Shao thought to himself.When I first came here, I still felt that this kind of atmosphere was unacceptable, but in a blink of an eye, one-sixth of high school has passed.

"This morning, I will go to class normally according to the schedule, and I will review freely in the afternoon. The test number will be issued in the afternoon, and the students on duty tonight should stay a little longer..."

While listening, Zou Shao took out a towel from the desk hall and wiped his hair.After the cold weather, it became more and more difficult. All the way back, the water was frozen into ice balls, and the strands of hair were straight and warped.

A small ball of paper flew to his feet, and Zou Shao knew without thinking that it must be that Guangyan was bored again and came to Hongyan to pass on the book.

"Do you want to go out to play after the exam next Tuesday?"

This was a perfectly normal invitation, but Zou Shao thought of another person the moment he saw the note.

"Let's postpone it for a few days. I may have something to do that day."

He said "possible" and thought "possible".

After all, that person's mind is too elusive.

After the afternoon class, Zou Shao came to the playground for training as usual.

The path of a sports specialty student cannot be regarded as a "shortcut" at all. Not to mention the tight time, the training process is really devilish.Many people couldn't bear it halfway and quit the team.In comparison, Zou Shao is indeed extremely talented.Whether it's physique or physical strength.

Zou Shao was already dripping with sweat after several laps at variable speeds.It's late autumn, and the athletes' clothes showing their arms and legs can be said to be very cold compared with the hair coat players.

"The force is wrong, use the hip!..."

It was the time when the third year of high school was over, and the playground was crowded with crowds, and the voice of the coach was almost buried in the hustle and bustle.

Zou Shao leaned his back against the wall, raised his head inadvertently, and his pupils dilated slightly in an instant.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but his eyes happened to pass through the crowd, and fell squarely on Tan Weifeng.

Specifically, the two haven't seen each other for half a month.

The school's homework load for the final exam increased, and he was already busy just taking care of training and homework. Zou Shao asked Teacher Qin for half a month's leave.

A gust of cold wind blows, completely drying the sweat on his body.Zou Shao was shocked, and suddenly felt that the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Let's finish training today, next week for the final exam of the first year of high school, rest early." With the order to disband, everyone ran to the opposite side of the playground to get their clothes.

Zou Shao went against the flow of people in a strange way.

Qin Weifeng walked slightly back, his back still straight.Zou Shao's forward steps suddenly stopped in place.

After training, I didn't even have time to put on my coat, so I came out to say hello to people.

It sounds a little strange.

Or ask him on WeChat later if he has time after the exam.Zou Shao thought to himself.

Tan Weifeng's gaze also swept over at that moment.

It seems to be inadvertent; or it seems to have known that Zou Shao is here for a long time, and his gaze responds, even shaking his head at a precise angle.

He walked towards Zou Shao.

"Just finished training?" He said, his voice was as gentle as ever, sounding less targeted and comfortable.

He looked at Zou Shao's bare arms, took off his autumn-school uniform jacket, and put it on Zou Shao. "I don't even know how to put on my clothes after training."

There was no sense of blame in the words.

Autumn - The school uniform is not thick enough to block the wind.Tan Weifeng wears a thin sweater, and it won't be cold when he takes it off, but Zou Shao feels hot when he puts it on.

Zou Shao wanted to say no, but he didn't move for no reason.Let the other party put the clothes on her body, turn her arms around, and fasten a button on the neckline.

Qin Weifeng's clothes were two sizes smaller than his, and a part of his waist was exposed when he put it on.

The cool woody fragrance came from the stitches of the clothes, mixed with the dry cold wind, and penetrated into the lungs together.

If so, it would be much easier to say it in the name of returning the clothes.

"Are you free next Tuesday?" Zou Shao smiled and wrapped his clothes tightly. "If I pass this time, I will treat you to dinner."

In fact, the two of them tacitly agreed that Zou Shao's current level is not a problem at all.

Qin Weifeng seemed to think about it seriously.The setting sun hit the side of his face, and his tight jaw line cast on the side of the collar of the light-colored sweater.

"That's not necessary." The other party chuckled lightly, and his voice was not heavy.

Before Zou Shao had time to save the scene, he heard people continue talking.

"I still think your cooking tastes better."

The author has something to say:

It was written in late autumn, and when I saw the official account on my mobile phone showing great heat, I thought the official account was wrong.After thinking for a while, I realized that it is summer now.