Dig a spoonful of heart meat

After all, Qin Weifeng was called out for dinner after Zou Shao soft-heartedly explained that he had really made a mistake.

There is a whole table of delicious dishes, which look very good.And Tan Weifeng's eyes lit up when he saw the plate of steamed fish with coriander floating on the table.

I'm ashamed to say that Tan Weifeng doesn't like spicy food, but I heard from Tan's father this morning that he likes steamed food.Zou Shao thought he had been in contact with people for a long time, but he couldn't even tell what the other person's taste was.

In the morning, he went out and passed by a small shop by the side of the community, and saw a few people crowded at the door, and curiously went over to see, it turned out that they were selling red ropes with full marks in the college entrance examination.

Zou Shao didn't care about these things at first, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped as if thinking of something.

He is a freshman in high school this year, but Tan Weifeng is a senior in high school this year. Although he doesn't seem to need to take the college entrance examination, but...

But Zou Shao still bought a pair, sitting at the dinner table and thinking about how to give it away so as not to be obtrusive.

"Why steamed?" Qin Weifeng stared at the fish for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

"You don't like it?" Zou Shao asked back.

"...I thought you liked spicy."

Zou Shao was taken aback, "How do you know?"

"I remember that during the student's day dinner, all the dishes you touched with your chopsticks were red."

Zou Shao followed closely, "Why are you paying attention to me?"

Tan Weifeng gave a "tsk" impatiently, "Because you are sitting next to me."

"What does the person on the other side of you like to eat?"

"Are you sick?" Tan Weifeng violently tore the steamed fish in half with his serving chopsticks.

Zou Shao stared at the dangling white wrist of the other party, only to feel more and more dissatisfied.He got up, took two strides across the side of the table, and walked behind Tan Weifeng.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't move." Zou Shao pressed the opponent's right hand, bent down, and tied the red thread in his pocket to the opponent's hand.Seeing that Tan Weifeng didn't respond, he simply put his chin on the man's shoulder.

Qin said that the shape of Feng's wrist bone is very delicate, a circle of red line is tied on it, and a small section grows out.Zou Shao tied two dead knots, but found that one side of the thread was sticking out, which seemed a bit awkward.

Qin Weifeng kept staring at Zou Shao's hand tied with the red thread, then silently bent the corner of his eye, stretched out his free left hand, and followed Zou Shao's movement to press the extra little part in.

Zou Shao resisted the urge to directly clenched the man's hand, and lightly moved his Adam's apple.

A circle of ordinary red rope was tied around that delicate wrist, it seemed to be alive, and it was extraordinarily clear and beautiful.

"They said that people who wear this to go to the college entrance examination will get full marks." After tying the red thread, Zou Shao was still reluctant to let go, pretending to play with the rope and continue to put it on the other person, "But I think you will get full marks if you don't wear it."

The air was silent for a while, and then it was broken by the uncontrollable laughter of the two people.

"I used to get almost full marks in all exams except Chinese." Qin Weifeng didn't seem to be embarrassed by the close contact between the two of them. Instead, he relaxed on his seat and raised his head slightly, "What about you? How many full marks did you get?"

From the angle of the two of them going up and down, Zou Shao could just see the other party's clavicle line hidden in the white collar, and the corners of the lips that were not as tight as before.

He had the urge to bow his head and kiss.

"I'm asking you?"

Zou Shao came back to his senses, his eyes still fixed on the other party's slightly lighter lips.

"Then the score is perfect until I can pass the exam with you." This sentence almost blurted out from the subconscious mind, like a choice that has not been carefully considered but has already been secretly decided.

"Then you'd better remember." Tan Weifeng said half-jokingly, "See if you can't come in two years."

"Then what if I go?" Zou Shao found that as long as the distance between the other party and himself was less than [-] centimeters, the frequency of his heart beating would always be disturbed by the other party.

"Then I... treat you to dinner."

"How many meals?"

Tan Weifeng laughed out loud, "Stop as often as you say."

Zou Shao was so far away that he didn't notice that his gaze was still on the opponent's face.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Huh?" Zou Shao was taken aback, and blurted out, "Look at your good looks."

Before the other party turned his face, Zou Shao stretched out his left hand and stuffed another red thread in his pocket into the other party's hand, "Then help me put it on quickly."

When Zou Shao bought a pair of red lines, he was somewhat selfish, because red lines are very common, even if they were worn as a pair, Qin Weifeng would not refuse because of overthinking.

But at least, it's also a couple of things.

Qin Weifeng really didn't hesitate, and tied two knots on the red rope for him after changing hands.

Zou Shao looked at the identical red lines on the left and right hands of the two people, fearing that the heartbeat would disturb the other's fingers concentrating on knotting through the back of the wooden chair.

"Okay." The other party said and patted Zou Shao's wrist.

"Qin Weifeng, you..."

"By the way, when is your birthday?" Tan Weifeng seemed to get up casually, tactfully avoiding the close contact with Zou Shao.

"In two weeks... July 7."

Qin Weifeng walked to the front of the refrigerator and took out a bottle of dark purple liquid.

"Home-brewed, low-alcohol wine." He took out two glasses and poured half a glass into each, "But your birthday hasn't come yet, so you should not drink if you are underage."

"?"

He obviously poured two glasses and refused to let Zou Shao drink. Zou Shao wouldn't believe it if he said it wasn't on purpose.

Zou Shao never told him what Tan Weifeng did when he was drunk that day, worrying that he would have psychological shadows when he saw the wine bottle from now on.

Zou Shao took a sip as if testing poison, but found that the taste was surprisingly good.Alcoholic spiciness is almost completely absent, more like a fruity drink.

"I didn't expect you to like sweet things." Zou Shao felt more and more that Tan Weifeng revealed a kind of contrasting cuteness from inside to outside, and as he got to know him better, he would always bring some unexpected surprises.

He is like the kind of person who may not have a wide range, but needs to dig deep to understand more.

"Sweet?" Tan Weifeng asked in surprise, "Don't you think it's spicy?"

"...Fengshen, I think you should stop drinking outside, really." Zou Shao was speechless.

"What?" Tan Weifeng gently raised his eyelids, with a hint of indifference.

"I'm afraid you'll fall asleep on the road when you're excited." Zou Shao paused.

"Huh?" The other party said indifferently, and poured some more for the two of them, "Then you won't take me back?"

"..."