good high school life

Wu Fan followed his grandma to dance in the square, and before he got close to the Little Apple team, he saw a group of colorful old ladies mixed with a touch of black.Those little arms and legs, flicking and flicking in accordance with the rhythm, are very conspicuous among a group of aunts.

The person involved didn't know it, and seemed to be too hot, so he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his small white arms and slender wrists.Well, Wu Fan was furious at that moment.

"What are you looking at, don't just fall in love with some little girl." Grandma Wu was wearing a wine-red dress, her hair was neatly pulled up, and she was fixed with a hairpin, old-fashioned yet elegant.She tapped Wu Fan's shoulder, made fun of her grandson's sudden stop, and followed Wu Fan's line of sight.

Hey, it's strange that there is a middle-aged and middle-aged boy mixed in the aunt's square dance.

"Students like you can still dance this." After watching it carefully for a while, he said with satisfaction: "This boy dances pretty well."

"Grandma, this is my classmate." Wu Fan looked at the flexible body and swayed to the rhythm.In his eyes, what the aunt next to him did was exercising, but Zhao Jinyan did it differently, and almost a holy light came down from above—if the background music was ignored.

"You are my little apple~~~~~ I can't love you too much~~~" Zhao Jinyan danced vigorously, shaking his head to follow the rhythm, humming along, occasionally pausing in his footsteps.Just as he was preparing again to make room for the grandma on the left who jumped wrongly, the wrist that was raised in the air was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the whole person staggered back a few steps before stabilizing.

"Coincidentally, why is it you?" Zhao Jinyan stood up straight, looked at Wu Fan in surprise, and sighed again that fate is really interesting.

Wu Fan didn't let go of his wrist, pushed down his glasses, and just led him out of the crowd, found a bench beside him and sat down.Grandma Wu saw her grandson talking to the young man, so she walked to Zhao Jinyan's original position and began to sway.

Wu Fan: "Are you really versatile?"

"Forget it, it's easy to learn, you must learn faster than me." Zhao Jinyan was very confident in Wu Fan's learning ability, and expressed his thoughts very sincerely. Wu Fan couldn't hold back and laughed. , Leaning forward and backward with laughter, I almost couldn't catch my breath.It frightened Zhao Jinyan—God knows Wu Baxian can still smile like this to the square dancer.

It's too scary to treat square dancing as a drink.

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows, hooked Zhao Jinyan's shoulders, looked straight at him and asked, "Why should I learn this?"

"..."

Zhao Jinyan wanted to talk about exercising, but no matter how you look at it, Wu Fan doesn't look like an uncle or aunt who relies on square dancing to exercise. On the contrary, he doesn't exercise much, and even running a run has to pant for a while.In this way, compared with aunt and uncle, he has one more youthful capital.

Tragedy.

Zhao Jinyan had nothing to say, so he looked up to the sky and sighed, then rolled his eyes at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan put his hand on his shoulder and touched Zhao Jinyan's head, the curly hair didn't prick his hands at all, it was soft and comfortable. "Let's not talk about that, you came with your mother? Nong, that one over there, my grandma." Wu Fan pointed to the old lady in the team, who was dancing with the coquettish aunt next to her. .

"No, I came here by myself." Zhao Jinyan looked at Grandma Wu and then at Wu Fan, comparing the appearance of the two, thinking that they must be biological, they really resemble each other.

Then he said, "My mother has been dead for a long time." His tone was flat, without much ups and downs, as if he was describing an ordinary thing, even worse than when he praised Wu Fan just now.

Wu Fan's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "Sorry."

"It's okay, I don't remember her very much."

"Where's your father?"

"Let's start a new family."

The sky was getting dark, and the yellow street lights in the square finally turned on, reflecting Zhao Jinyan's handsome side face, his eyes were very bright, looking at the noisy crowd, he seemed to see through the world.Wu Fan suddenly felt that all his previous understanding of him was out of date.

The saliva songs on the square were played in a loop, and the children's laughter and the old people's chatter never stopped. It was very hot, but none of them had anything to do with Zhao Jinyan.

He was alone, but he didn't complain.He even thought that Wu Fan had a social barrier, and wanted to help him get to know more people.

Zhao Jinyan is really stupid.

Wu Fan tightened his arms and hugged Zhao Jinyan. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't remember a single word.Zhao Jinyan accepted the sudden hug in surprise, and he didn't know where to put his hands, so he put them awkwardly by his side.

The sound of Wu Fan's breath was heard next to his ears. Zhao Jinyan looked at the bright street lights, his face blushed inexplicably, and he said: "Actually, I am doing well. My father will come over occasionally, and I am free to live alone. Well, in the middle of the night No one complains about singing at home or anything."

Wu Fan felt even more distressed, and Zhao Jinyan actually turned to comfort himself. He asked hoarsely, "You still sing in the middle of the night? What are you singing?"

How could Zhao Jinyan stay up in the middle of the night and sing by himself, but if he told a lie, he would have to make up for it. Just as the big horns brought by the square dancing aunts hadn't stopped, he grabbed the rhythm and started singing.

"You are my little apple~ I can never love you too much~ Hey! Roar!"

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