School grass and yard grass

I have to cast a glance at him: "You mean your singing skills that can kill half a person with your voice? You should first find out the key of the happy birthday song before dreaming."

"Look at it." Wen Shiyang immediately turned to look at Shao Qing'an, seeking support outside the court: "This is my real mother? Can you bear it?"

The Wen family has always been like this, otherwise they would not have been able to cultivate Wen Shiyang's semi-unreliable personality, so Shao Qing'an is very used to this kind of situation where he is always angry. He didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Actually If you practice hard, it’s not impossible to talk about cross talk.”

Wen Shiyang stared, and said angrily, "Traitor!"

Shao Qing'an couldn't help laughing lowly.

In the evening, Wen Shiyang hugged Shao Qing'an's double bed with his own pillows in his arms. He pretended to be worried that he would press on the wound, so he came to supervise himself, but actually wanted to rub the bed here.

They are all mattresses of the same brand and model, but Wen Shiyang just feels that Shao Qingan's is more comfortable than his own.Mother Wen said that he was the incense in other people's bowls, but he still refused to admit it, so he came to rub the bed at a fixed point.Today was an accidental bed rubbing, Wen Shiyang thought about it for a long time, and defined this as "extra meal".

Shao Qing'an expressed a friendly welcome to Wen Shiyang's behavior of rubbing the bed, but only he knew that whenever Wen Shiyang ran to rub the bed cheerfully, every time Wen Shiyang ran over to rub the bed cheerfully, that would make Wen Shiyang The idea of ​​scaring off is how to torture myself repeatedly in my mind.

About thinking

Wen Shiyang is dishonest when sleeping, and he is also dishonest before going to bed. He can toss and turn on the bed while playing games with a mobile phone in his arms. It seems that it is not the game he plays, but himself.

Shao Qing'an had long been used to it, leaning against the head of the bed with a book in her arms, trying to calm herself down.

"Damn!" After the first round, Wen Shiyang flicked his phone and fell back on the bed angrily, "This dude is really unique. During team battles, he solos in the wild, and when he fights bosses, he dances solo under the tower, for fear of being in step with others. What's the matter? I still have the face to beep all the way at this level? Why don't you use it as an answering machine if you can beep so well? I didn't know, I thought he was a professional player who went to the countryside to help the poor. , Do you think this is a brain problem??"

Shao Qing'an calmly flipped through the pages of the book, and echoed, "The problem is not trivial."

"That's right!" Wen Shiyang didn't care about Shao Qing'an's perfunctory attitude, as long as he had someone who could respond, he could finish the whole paragraph by himself: "Those who are addicted to vegetables can disperse, but those who are addicted to vegetables can still be separated." If you think you love beeps, you should be sent a phone call, which is considered to be a contribution to human ecological peace."

Shao Qing'an nodded with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "That's right."

"Hiss..." Wen Shiyang lay on the bed, pressed the pillow, looked at Shao Qing'an's face from the bottom up and asked, "Does the face still hurt?"

Shao Qing'an didn't say nonsense that it doesn't hurt, and said honestly: "It doesn't hurt if you don't touch it."

"It's all purple now, and it will probably be a lot of green tomorrow." Wen Shiyang frowned and moved closer: "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

Wen Shiyang leaned too close, and the breath of speaking caressed Shao Qing'an's face from time to time, making him stiff all over.

"Huh?" Wen Shiyang didn't get a response from Shao Qing'an, so he asked again in doubt: "Are you still not on?"

Shao Qing'an coughed lightly, adjusted her sitting posture, and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's up."

"Just get on it." Wen Shiyang's eyes lit up, and he said on a whim: "That's right! I saw on TV that in ancient times, they used hot eggs to roll their faces. It might work. I'll cook you one." Eggs?"

Shao Qing'an quickly suppressed Wen Shiyang who was eager to try: "Farewell, please believe in modern medical care, go to bed after playing the game, it's already twelve o'clock, and there will be no class tomorrow?"

"I'm going? What are you doing? It's past twelve o'clock." Thinking that tomorrow won't even be Friday, Wen Shiyang lay back on the bed feeling helpless, "Life is so hard."

Shao Qing'an shook her head, closed the book, and patted Wen Shiyang who was lying on her stomach: "Don't sleep on your stomach, it's not good for your heart and lungs, come here."

"Yes yes yes." Wen Shiyang turned over lazily like a pancake.

Shao Qing'an adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, pulled the cup over for Wen Shiyang, and then turned off the light and lay down.

Wen Shiyang was lying on the bed, listening to the slight operation of the air conditioner in the room, his eyes could not be closed for a long time, he was sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep.

"Why are you staring so wide?" Shao Qing'an's voice came from the side.

As soon as Wen Shiyang turned his head, he saw Shao Qing'an looking sideways at him, his eyes widened in an instant: "You are about to lie down, the school doctor said you can't press the bruised part, hurry up, why are you so uncomfortable?" Be obedient."

While Wen Shi said, Yang stretched out his hand and pushed Shao Qingan straight, then turned to stare at Shao Qingan himself: "I'm just staring at you like this, don't turn around anymore, close your eyes and go to sleep."

"Okay." Shao Qing'an lay flat like a mummy and closed her eyes and asked, "Is this okay? Is the posture standard?"

Wen Shiyang nodded with satisfaction: "It's very standard, and children can be taught."

"Then go to sleep." Shao Qing'an said softly, "Good night."

"Good night." Wen Shiyang closed his eyes obediently, but he still couldn't fall asleep. Now his mind is full of what Chen Xi said to him in the afternoon, and he began to recall the whole process of getting along with Shao Qing'an as if he was in trouble.

Wen Shiyang really didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Although Shao Qing'an was indeed different from others to him, wasn't that because they were childhood sweethearts?Isn't it a matter of course that they are closer than others?

Shao Qing'an didn't even open her eyes. From the sound of Yang's breathing when the light was warm, and her legs that didn't stop, she knew that he was still asleep: "Why aren't you asleep? Are you not sleepy?"

"Sleepy..." Wen Shiyang said sullenly, "I'm bored, I can't sleep."

"Which country's leader called you again and asked you to maintain world peace?" Shao Qing'an teased: "It annoys you so much?"

"Isn't it just to say." Wen Shiyang flipped his pancake into a flat baking position again, staring at the ceiling and said: "This trouble is not just as simple as maintaining world peace, it is simply the difficulty level of guarding the Milky Way .”

"Oh? So difficult?" Shao Qing'an raised his hand and patted Wen Shiyang's stomach: "Since it's so annoying, don't even think about it, why make it hard for yourself."

"It's not that I have trouble with myself..." Wen Shiyang muttered, "It's just...just..."

Shao Qing'an knew that Wen Shiyang was the kind of person who couldn't hide things in his heart and couldn't hold back his words, so he didn't urge him, and listened quietly to Wen Shiyang's presence there for a long time, without saying anything. , patted his stomach calmly again: "Go to sleep if you can't figure it out, maybe you will figure it out when you wake up."

Wen Shiyang stared at the ceiling and blinked, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Shao Qing'an's hand covering his stomach, and finally said, "Shao Qing'an, who do you like?"

Wen Shiyang obviously felt Shao Qing'an's body stiffen suddenly, and it took a long time before he slowly calmed down in silence.

"What do you think?"

Shao Qing'an's voice could not hear any emotion, it was very calm, but it was rare for Wen Shiyang to notice something sensitively, and he didn't know what his mind was thinking at this moment, just like someone who, without his knowledge, Poured a bottle of paste into it, blocking all his thinking positions.

Shao Qing'an didn't wait for Wen Shiyang's answer for a long time, her tense nerves loosened little by little, and her heart, which was hanging in midair, sank little by little.

Still in a hurry.A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Shao Qing'an's mouth, and then he wanted to withdraw his hand, but as soon as he exerted force, the hand that was holding him suddenly tightened, and he did not let him retreat.

Shao Qing'an opened her eyes quickly, staring at the ceiling and not daring to move anymore, the sound of the beating heart was amplified infinitely in his ears through the blood vessels.

"I haven't thought of it yet." Wen Shiyang held Shao Qing'an's hand tightly, and continued in a dry voice: "It's a bit messy, but don't worry, I'll smooth it out, I found it, I'll tell you, okay?"

Shao Qing'an laughed silently, what should he do if he really knows Wen Shiyang too well?Knowing that even Wen Shiyang himself hadn't figured out what he would do, he could still think of what Wen Shiyang would make.

"Okay." Shao Qing'an said softly, "Think slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

This night, it seems that something has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

When they got up in the morning, the two of them tacitly agreed not to mention what happened last night. The time passed still the same, and the tacit understanding of getting along remained the same.

"The exam is over, the exam is over, I'm over..." Xiaopang, who finally finished the last subject, returned to his classroom and lay down on the table, with a look of lovelessness on his face: "I think I'm going to die."

"Where are you gone?" Wen Shiyang leaned against the wall, sitting carelessly, seemingly unaffected by the exam.

"You crazy people won't understand." Xiaopang sat up straight, put his hands together with a pious face, closed his eyes and said: "Xinnan is willing to use ten catties of fat on his body in exchange for an extra ten points for his test scores. Add another ten catties."

Wen Shiyang snorted, "What a sacrifice."

"That's right." Xiaopang put down his hands and continued to lean back on the table: "Don't you know that the price of pork has risen sharply recently? Twenty catties is worth a lot of money."

"Papa." Wen Shiyang applauded in admiration, "Great."

"Alright, alright, students." The head teacher stood on the podium and clapped his hands, drawing the eyes of the whole class to himself, "The final exam is over, and the exam papers will be out next Monday."

As soon as these words came out, the whole class was successfully exchanged for howling.

"Teacher, can't you give grades after the summer vacation?" A boy said with a bitter face, "Should I give him a reprieve? If so, he will be sentenced. Summer vacation is hard."

"That's right." Xiaopang also followed