Dip in fire

Zhong Ning struggled to open the window and went to bed by himself, but instead of gaining benefits, he suffered a great loss.

Dou E is not as wronged as he is, and the snow in June should have fallen for him for 30 days and nights.

This night, Zhong Ning was bound in a cocoon, and Zhang Weilan tossed half his life away. When he finally lost consciousness, he was not sure whether he was fainted from exhaustion or passed out.Anyway, not far from Guixi.

But that bastard Zhang Weilan had no heart, and just after dawn, he actually yelled at Zhong Ning.

Zhang Weilan looked at Zhong Ning for a while, then kissed Zhong Ning on the forehead: "You should go back."

Zhong Ning stretched out his dead fish eyes, ignored Zhang Weilan, turned around and almost suffered back pain.

Of course he had to go back, otherwise Zhong Pei and Yan Huiwan found out, would it be okay?

So Young Master Zhong dragged his broken body, grinned and turned the window again, while cursing Zhang Weilan in his heart.

The moment he rolled back to his bed and lay down, Zhong Ning felt that he could die.It's best for everyone to leave him alone and let him go to heaven like this.

——Don't worry about Zhang Weilan, his soul will catch Zhang Weilan and die in love, for sure.

Zhong Ning slept until noon, and Zhong Pei went to work early. Yan Huiwan thought that he was studying too hard during this time and wanted to sleep in, so she didn't bother him.

When it was time to eat at noon, Zhang Weilan pushed open the door of Zhong Ning's room, and sat down beside the bed.

"Zhong Ning, don't sleep, get up and eat." Zhang Weilan lowered his eyelids to look at the person, this person looked more like a child when he was asleep, his sleeping face was clean, he didn't see bitterness or hatred, and he didn't have any defenses.

Zhang Weilan couldn't get enough of staring, so she stretched out her hand and rubbed a few strands of Zhong Ning's hair with her fingertips.

Zhong Ning's hair is not cut long, and the hair is not too soft. He doesn't sleep well, and his hair is messy when he sleeps. It still feels a little prickly when he rubs it with his fingertips.

Zhang Weilan rubbed for ten seconds, and Zhong Ning opened his eyes.When he saw that it was Zhang Weilan, he immediately turned around and ignored him.

"Are you still angry with me?" Zhang Weilan said nicely to Zhong Ning, grabbing Zhong Ning's arm, "Don't be angry."

Zhang Weilan is not something that can deceive people, and it is very rare to speak soft words. When Zhong Ning heard this, the resentment in his heart has not disappeared, and he already wants to laugh.

Zhong Ning knew that he was unlucky, that he was not good enough, and in the end he would definitely not be able to handle the vixen.He sighed, turned his face away, and while his arrogance was still there, he hurriedly said a few words: "Can't you be gentle?"

Zhong Ning stared at Zhang Weilan: "Can you die easily?"

Zhang Weilan blinked, pursed her lips and said nothing.I don't know if it's because Zhong Ning's eyeballs are sick, but he feels that Zhang Weilan is like a wronged little daughter-in-law. If he hates him a little more, this person won't fight back, maybe he will move a rubbish Board, kneel down directly in front of your husband.

The more Zhong Ning thought about it, the more he felt that his brain had broken down.

——Zhang Weilan is really capable, after doing bad things, he can still be so painful.

Zhang Weilan really lived up to everyone's expectations. He groaned for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I didn't want to hurt you. Then hit me."

Zhong Ning choked, and said in his heart: "Ancestor, how could I be willing to beat you? Please do me a favor, I'll roll the nailboard for you."

Just like that, Young Master Zhong was defeated again, the banner on top of his head became a wilting flag, Zhang Weilan blew lightly, and then floated away.

When they were at the dinner table, Yan Huiwan also said, "Xiao Ning, why are you staying in bed until now?"

Zhong Ning's butt was stuck to the stool, wishing that the stool would be dismantled or his butt chopped off.He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I had insomnia last night, so I got up late."

Zhang Weilan kept her eyes open, took advantage of Yan Huiwan to go to the kitchen to serve soup, picked a piece of lean pork ribs, and silently put it into Zhong Ning's mouth.

Xiao Huan stared at her brother with wide eyes, and then at her brother Zhong Ning, this girl had a stupid heart, and she laughed happily when she saw that her two brothers were getting better and better.

Zhang Weilan: "..."

Zhong Ning was suddenly ashamed, turned his head and poohed the half-knocked bone in his mouth to the ground, and gave it to Da Duozi to chew on.

On this day, Zhong Ning basically stood up.He didn't like to sit, and couldn't sit down.

Until the next day, Zhong Ning still didn't feel very happy. He secretly recalled the ups and downs of that night, "appreciating" Zhang Weilan is really a wonderful person.

He usually only looks at good things, but he is a scum who is pure-hearted and ascetic—how could he be so good at it?

Zhong Ning felt that even if he had done relevant studies, Zhang Weilan would not be able to switch positions.

Isn't this thing a talent?It is simply an unsolved mystery.

The more Zhong Ning thought about it, the angrier he became, and it was hard to ask where Zhang Weilan came from.In fact, Zhang Weilan didn't join the religion, but Zhong Ning was more like a believer - he believed in the "fox spirit" religion and was thoroughly understood inside and out.

Zhong Ning originally wanted to be lazy at home for a day. In the afternoon, he put a Chinese book on the bed and poked his ass, writing ancient Chinese silently on his stomach, but Yang Jian called.

Yang Jian yelled on the phone, saying that school was about to start, and he had to be chic once, and if he didn't, he would grow old, and his parents had already issued an ultimatum.

Zhong Ning had no choice but to agree with him.Zhong Ning asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Jian immediately said, "The stadium, play basketball."

Good guy, he has been looking forward to it for a whole semester, and finally he can play a game with Zhong Ning.

Zhong Ning rolled his eyes and wanted to say: "The dragon is slightly ill, so don't fight."

At this time, Zhang Weilan suddenly appeared. Zhang Weilan was holding a tangerine in his hand. He broke two pieces and stuffed them into Zhong Ning's mouth casually: "Go. I won't work today, I'll be with you."

Zhong Ning raised his eyebrows and agreed to Yang Jian.

Yan Huiwan is also at home today, so Zhang Weilan feels relieved, otherwise he will just throw Xiaohuan and old man Zhang at home and go out to play by himself, and he will not be safe.

When going out, Zhong Ning looked at Zhang Weilan and Xiao Huan and explained a few words, but still locked the door.

Zhong Ning's chest moved, and his heart softened again.The two walked side by side, Zhong Ning sneaked up and scratched Zhang Weilan's palm twice while no one was looking.

A certain person is the gate of life.Every move, every smile, every frown is so crucial.For him, thousands of times.

When they arrived at the stadium, Yang Jian was already waiting under the basket with a basketball in his arms.To Zhong Ning's surprise, Qiu Liang was also there.

"Qiaoqiu?" Zhong Ning was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here too? Don't you take remedial classes every day when you are on vacation?"

Qiu Liang smiled, and adjusted his glasses: "The teacher in the physics class is sick today, so I don't have class, so I sneaked here."

Zhong Ning laughed: "If your mother finds out, she will clean you up."

"She doesn't know." Qiu Liang hurriedly said, afraid that Zhong Ning's words would become a prophecy.

Yang Jian patted Qiu Liang on the shoulder: "It's not easy to play the ball, it takes so much effort to come out and let the wind go."

"Hey..." Qiu Liang sighed, "They are also doing it for my own good. Anyway, that's all."

"That's right." Yang Jian nodded and didn't continue to say this. He threw the basketball to Zhong Ning, "Master Ning, come?"

"No." Zhong Ning slapped the basketball back, "I don't want to move today."

"Why?" Yang Jian's eyes widened, "You haven't played this summer."

Zhong Ning shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, indicating that he just didn't want to move.

Yang Jian was stunned: "Then who am I going to fight with? It's not good to play ball."

Qiu Liang smiled embarrassingly, implying that there was really nothing he could do to help.

Yang Jian moved his eyes to Zhang Weilan again, his throat thumped, and he asked, "Brother Lan, are you hitting me?"

"You play with Jianjian for a while." Zhong Ning said suddenly, "I seldom watch you play."

Zhong Ning curled his lips, which means - you go to play, I want to see.

Zhang Weilan glanced at Zhong Ning, said "Yes", took the basketball from Yang Jian, and slapped it on the ground twice: "Let's just hit it."

Yang Jian squinted at Zhong Ning: "Do I have a chance of winning the bullfight with Brother Lan?"

Zhong Ning didn't know how good Zhang Weilan's basketball skills were, but he still had to stand up, so Zhong Ning said categorically, "No."

Yang Jian: "..."

Zhang Weilan doesn't play this often, and his proficiency is a bit low, but it's not bad.Although he definitely can't beat Zhong Ning, it's okay to play against Yang Jian.

Mainly eye-catching.Zhang Weilan is tall, standing tall and straight, with a sense of flexibility and streamlines when bending down, and full of strength when jumping up, a pair of strong arms, sweat on the muscles, glistening in the sun.

Zhong Ning squinted his eyes and saw Zhang Weilan "bang" a dunk. His hands were on the rim, and he hung for two seconds before jumping off.

Zhong Ning immediately raised his head and blew a hooligan whistle.

Zhang Weilan looked at him, against the light, half of his face was so shaken that he couldn't see clearly.

Yang Jian wiped the sweat off his face, pointed at Zhong Ning, and cursed loudly, "Virtue."

Zhong Ning leaned back, leaning his back comfortably against the tree trunk, enjoying the shade under the tree.Qiu Liang also crouched under the tree with a smile on his lips.

"When the third year of high school starts again, it will be even more difficult to ask you to come out?" Zhong Ning asked Qiu Liang.

"Hmm..." Qiu Liang showed embarrassment, "It's very difficult. My mother always assigns me homework..."

Zhong Ning frowned: "The school papers are all piled up, and they are still arranged..."

"It's just one year, just get over it." Qiu Liang said, "Besides, I also want to get into a good university."

"En." Zhong Ning responded lightly, and continued to watch Zhang Weilan play, thinking deeply.

When Zhang Weilan and Yang Jian came back covered in sweat, the sun gradually subsided, and it was not as enthusiastic as before.

Several people walked back side by side and bought sports drinks in the supermarket.

Yang Jian raised his head and drank it vigorously, and sighed comfortably after drinking a bottle: "It's so refreshing."

"You said your mother gave you an ultimatum? What kind of ultimatum?" Zhong Ning asked casually, "If you can't keep the top [-] in the school, will you die?"

"It's okay if it's so utilitarian." Yang Jian pouted, "I was just about to tell you that my parents want me to study abroad, and I have to prepare for this year. I'm in trouble."

"Going abroad?" Zhong Ning really didn't expect it.

"Follow the fashion." Yang Jian clicked his tongue, "It will be a foreign country in the future. Hey, have you thought about it? Just go to university."

"I don't have any special ideas. I have to see how I do in the exam and choose the best one." Qiu Liang said in a polite manner.

"Where's Zhang Weilan?" Yang Jian asked again.

Zhang Weilan said flatly, "Inside the city."

Yang Jian was taken aback, and wanted to say "it's a pity", but after thinking about the situation in Zhang Weilan's family, he kept his mouth shut.He looked at Zhong Ning again: "You have a serious face, what are you thinking about, what about you?"

Zhang Weilan stared at Zhong Ning's profile, staring at the highlight on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were quite intriguing.

"I..." Zhong Ning exhaled, and secretly met Zhang Weilan's eyes.

There is something tacit about it, but it can't be touched at all. It seems that there is an ambiguous thread, slender, soft, and transparent, that binds something between two people, but there is no trace.

Zhong Ning whispered, "I...save again."

This was said in a muddled manner, and it was unclear what was being implied.Yang Jian naturally asked, "What are you saving?"

Zhong Ning didn't reply.

—— Gather up your strength again.

He wants to hug Zhang Weilan tighter.