good high school life

According to regulations, Spring River High School has a two-week break, and students usually live on campus, so when Friday afternoon came, the hearts of the boys and girls in the class began to agitate.

Even though the head teacher was still sitting on the podium, he was still whispering below, secretly passing a small note, and putting an idle book under the examination paper. This seemingly secret but obvious behavior can be said to be a crime committed by the whole people.When the time came, the homeroom teacher Ruowei said that everyone should pay attention to safety, and received a few scattered replies. He didn't want to make fun of himself, so he quickly withdrew and went home to accompany his wife and children.

Just as Zhao Jinyan left the school, he happened to see a bus approaching, rushed over desperately, and finally caught up.He got in the car, swiped his card, and was looking for a seat when he saw Wu Fan looking at him with a smile, so he went over and sat down.

"You run pretty fast."

"Isn't this for driving a car? Human potential is unlimited."

"Oh, you don't like sports."

"How to say?"

"You don't even play basketball, what kind of cards do you play with girls? Also, now you—" Wu Fan tilted his head, and approached Zhao Jinyan's ear, "You are breathing heavily now." The damp heat followed Zhao Jinyan's ear Guo crawled all the way to his cheeks, with a strange and ambiguous atmosphere.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I can't remember to do it." This feeling is quite strange, Zhao Jinyan hasn't recollected it yet, just thinking that he may be running too fast, and his face is getting hotter and hotter.

"Oh——" Wu Fan dragged his tone, his whole body was out of shape, he kept sliding, and finally tilted his head, leaned on Zhao Jinyan's shoulder, and squinted his eyes. "I'm a little tired, let me borrow it."

Zhao Jinyan seemed to be stimulated, and his body froze suddenly.

"Okay... Where do you stop, don't wait until you fall asleep?"

Zhao Jinyan finally started to notice something was wrong, Wu Fan leaned on him, the glasses frame occasionally brushed against his neck, it was a bit cold.As soon as I lowered my head, my lips could touch his smooth forehead.The defenseless sleeping face lost his usual smile and his expression was indifferent.

What they mean is that they are tired. Thinking of the appearance of Wu Xueba who is studying hard in school, it seems that this kind of fatigue is understandable, and sometimes he has to tutor himself, which seems to be a burden.It seems to be a matter of course to provide a shoulder by myself.

Ah, it's not like, it's taken for granted.

Zhao Jinyan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he is an excellent friend who provides help to his partners and deserves praise.

It's a little strange for the two boys to lean together, it doesn't matter.

He continued to ask Wu Fan where to get off.

"Same as you." Without raising his eyelids, Wu Fan moved his head, found a suitable position, and stopped moving.The fine hair brushed Zhao Jinyan's neck, itching, and also scratched Zhao Jinyan's heart, like a small paw, once, but never.

What do you mean by "Is it the same as you"?

When he got to the station, Wu Fan woke up with a face of reluctance, and got off the bus with his schoolbag on his back. Only then did Zhao Jinyan realize that this guy actually shared the same villa complex as himself.

"Wow, we are destined by fate." Zhao Jinyan sighed, Wu Fan's expression was a little subtle, and he asked Zhao Jinyan if he wanted to go to his house to play.Zhao Jinyan thought for a while, the aunt at home should have cooked dinner at this point, so he couldn't talk anymore, and waved goodbye.

"Xiao Zhao, let's go to school on Sunday afternoon this time, and wait for me to cook for you at noon and evening these two days."

Aunt Chen, the nanny, came out of the kitchen while wiping her hands. Zhao Jinyan called her to sit down and eat together.Elderly Aunt Chen's family still had a kid in junior high school who wanted to eat, so she said goodbye, explaining that Mr. Zhao might come to see Zhao Jinyan the day after tomorrow, and there were still bowls for her to wash tomorrow.

The door closed with a creak, and Zhao Jinyan faced a table full of dishes, which was quite boring, and the meal was quiet and quiet. In the huge living room, even the sound of the collision of dishes and chopsticks could not be heard.Three dishes and one soup, red, red, green, green, balanced nutrition, authentic taste of Subang cuisine, Mr. Zhao never undercuts him in terms of food and clothing, and Aunt Chen is a craftsman hired by his mother's family.By myself, I can't eliminate it even if I let go of eating.

In the end, I poured out the dishes, washed the dishes, took the keys and went out for a walk to digest food.

It was evening, and the weather wasn't too cold. The elderly people in the community jumped out to dance in the square after dinner.

There are also two teams. There is a dancer in the square of the community, and the dancer on the other side of the fountain is the most dazzling ethnic style dancer.The two lead dancers were graceful and graceful, neither of them were old ladies, they were both teachers from the art class next door, who were hired by the community property to teach the elderly.

Zhao Jinyan changed his school uniform when he came back from school, wearing a black jumper and gray sweatpants.After watching the most dazzling ethnic style, I found it quite complicated, so I went to the team of Little Apple.

He was good-looking, and his curly hair gave people a docile feeling. Standing in the line and dancing with a group of old ladies, he was often teased.When others asked him if he came with his mother and grandma, Zhao Jinyan just smirked and didn't speak.Shaking shoulders, shaking hands, one slow motion of the left hand, one slow motion of the right hand, learning in a good way.

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