Be good

In the afternoon, Lin Qianxi was sent back to his home.

I didn't bring any of those things, and left them with Boss Yang.

Knowing that he couldn't take it away, Yang Rui was also afraid that he wouldn't want it, so he took the initiative to stew the soup for him, urged him to drink it after the stew was finished, drove him home after drinking it, and told him to make the rest for him next time. Made it look like it was going to be his supply point.

Zong Cheng stood in the dilapidated building, glanced at the door in front of him, and grabbed Lin Qianxi's arm with one hand: "This is your home?"

"En." Lin Qianxi opened the door with his right foot.

There was no movement in the house, so I knew his mother was definitely not there.

Lin Qian hooked his shoulders again and pointed, "My room is over there."

Zong Cheng grabbed his waist and led him in.

Lin Qianxi's room was very small, the curtains were half drawn, and only a ray of sunlight from outside came in, not bright or dark.

Zongcheng let him sit on the bed and looked around, this was the first time he saw his living environment.

The bed was covered with light blue sheets, checked, a bit old, and there was a plush toy of a little squirrel on the bed, which was given by Zongcheng on that date.

The small desk next to it was even older, with a half-open drawer and a piece of paper spread out on the desk, which was the study schedule he had made for Lin Qianxi.

Lin Qianxi sat by the bed, took off his shoes, and carefully moved his feet onto the bed. He didn't hear him speak, only to realize that he was looking around and followed his gaze. It belonged to him, and he interrupted and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The place was originally small, but once he stood here, it seemed even smaller.

Zongcheng glanced at him, and casually picked up the physics book on the desk: "Can't you read it?"

"I can see it, but no one else has been in my room." Lin Qianxi was not used to it.

Zongcheng saw that there was no place to sit, so he sat on the bed: "I've been here?"

"Nonsense, what else?"

Zongcheng thought that at least Qin Yidong had been here before, but he didn't want to mention it, he finally got better, so there was no need to use this to trick him, sitting there with his head bowed and flipping through the book, occasionally folding the pages.

Lin Qian glanced at him westward: "What are you doing?"

"You have to stay at home for the rest of the time, just right, study hard." Zongcheng said.

Lin Qianxi asked, "What about you?"

"Study." Zongcheng replied very simply.

Lin Qianxi felt that he was simply a little indifferent, so he misunderstood: "Fuck, are you still angry?"

"..." Zongcheng glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to give him the key points in the book, all of which will be reviewed in the last semester.

He has to support his feet and can't do anything, so he can only study, what else can he do?

As I was folding, I suddenly heard a voice playing a video on my mobile phone: "Crazy compliments can help improve each other's interest and ensure that the other party's anger will disappear..."

Zongcheng looked over. Lin Qianxi took the phone and quickly tapped it twice before turning off the sound. When he looked up, he looked at him with dark eyes.

He said lightly: "Crazy praise, enhance the taste, very good at searching."

"..." Lin Qianxi said, "Don't laugh, I'll fight you if you dare to laugh."

Zong Cheng raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh."

"You're so funny!" Lin Qianxi kicked him with his left foot on the side of his thigh.

Sitting there, Zong Cheng stretched out his trousers to form strong and smooth legs. He put down the book slowly, pressed his calf, and dragged him, and he was pressed up.

Lin Qianxi was caught off guard by being pressed and fell backwards. He was lying on the bed with his arms around his shoulders. He turned over, trying to push back, but the condition of his right foot was not allowed. He turned halfway and was pushed back by him. Facing his face, nose to nose.

Zongcheng specially avoided his right foot and pressed him: "Is this fighting with me?"

Lin Qianxi said in a low voice, "Take it easy, you're fucking crushing me."

After speaking, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. He looked at Zongcheng, and he could see his face from his eyes, and felt that his eyes seemed to be dark.

There were no other sounds, only each other's breathing.

Zongcheng lowered his face and wiped his lips, brushed his chin, and landed on his neck.

Lin Qianxi's neck was warm, reaching into his neckline. His arms unconsciously wrapped around his shoulders, hissed softly, took a breath, and tugged at his clothes with one hand unwilling to show weakness. The zipper of his down jacket.

There seemed to be a sound of opening the door outside, and then the sound of putting a key in.

Lin Qianxi was tugging on the clothes around his waist, but he didn't pull them off. His dry and warm lips were on the side of his neck, which was already burning.

There were a few more footsteps in the living room.He stopped pulling, and felt that Zongcheng's lips around his neck also paused, and then those lips reached his Adam's apple, and suddenly bit them lightly, making his scalp numb.

Zongcheng raised his head, took a breath and said, "Forget it this time, Lin Qianxi, if there is another time, you will be finished."

Lin Qianxi also gasped for breath, and smiled: "It's so serious to fight?"

"I'm talking about the Three Cannons." Zongcheng said, "At least give me some news."

"..." Lin Qianxi stopped laughing, and only then did he understand what he was talking about.Why give him news, Sanpao will not be polite to him.

"Lin Qianxi?" Lin Huili's moderate voice sounded outside: "Are you at home?"

Zongcheng sat up, got off him, pulled on his down jacket, glanced at him, opened the door and went out.

Lin Qianxi was still lying down, touched his collar with his fingers, pulled up the collar again, and then sat up. He heard Lin Huili asking outside, "You're here too? No wonder there's a voice."

"I sent Lin Qianxi back," Zongcheng said, "he's injured his foot and it's hard for him to walk, so he's studying by the way."

"sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, I'll go first."

Hearing his footsteps, Lin Qianxi went out, turned around and picked up the physics book thrown on the bed, flipped through the pages he had folded, and patted his restless chest.

The door was knocked twice and then pushed open. Lin Huili stood at the door and looked into the room.

Lin Qianxi did not expect that she would knock on her door, sat on the bed and looked at her, subconsciously glanced at the bed, the sheets were wrinkled a lot.

"Your foot is really hurt?" Lin Huili's tone was the same as usual, neither cold nor hot.

"Yeah." Just as Lin Qianxi finished speaking, he immediately added: "It wasn't a fight."

After the explanation, he felt that he had said too much, and maybe she didn't believe it even more, so he didn't say anything at all.

Lin Huili glanced at his feet, turned and left the door: "I'll prepare something for you, don't go out if you have nothing to do."

Lin Qianxi saw that the door was closed before he straightened the sheet and picked up the physics book.

Suddenly, I touched my neck again, it was hot, it wouldn't be red...

Ms. Lin did prepare food afterwards. She works overtime during the New Year's Eve, and it seems that there is only so much she can do.

Lin Qianxi was used to being alone, so he didn't have any expectations. His mother's ability to do this was enough to surprise him.

He had been raising his feet at home seriously for a while, during which time a food delivery man brought him soup a few times, and looking at the address, it was all delivered by Yang Rui.

Lin Qianxi had never had such nourishment before, but as long as he remembered the way Qin Yidong delivered the food that day, he still drank it all in one gulp.

After the new year, the end of the winter vacation is not far away. Keep your feet up and live faster.

Early in the morning, Lin Qianxi was in the bathroom, leaning against the sink, removing the gauze from his ankles, when he suddenly thought of looking in the mirror, and took a look at his neck. It was really red a few days ago, but now it's gone. Luckily the mother didn't see it.

Hard stubble, always so strong, what to eat.

The phone rang.

Lin Qianxi thought it was a stubble, took the mobile phone on the sink, pressed it down, and saw that the caller was Wu Chuan.

"Hello, Lin Qianxi?" Hei Zhugan'er's voice sounded unhappy: "What did I tell you? No matter how cold the weather is, it can't stop your heart from running. What have you been doing these days? Winter vacation is over. Cool, right?"

Lin Qianxi's bed was still full of books and test papers: "I'm not idle."

"Regardless of whether you are idle or not, why don't you come to me?"

Lin Qianxi stepped on the ground with his right foot, stood up and gave it a try, then jumped a little, and said to the phone, "Looking for you for training?"

"Training is training, don't you want to apply for school?"

"?" Lin Qianxi stopped trying his feet when he heard this, and immediately said, "Here we are! You're at school, right? Come right now, wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, turned to look for clothes, was putting on clothes with one hand, and sent Zongcheng a WeChat message with the other.

Wechat is almost full of chat records with Zongcheng.In the past few days, he has made all the review plans, and he is still teaching Gu Yang to study, except for regularly asking "how is your foot" every night.

Lin Qianxi suspected that he was still giving himself away because of the Sanpao incident.

He didn't reply to the WeChat message he sent, Lin Qianxi was ready to go out, and stretched his feet again when he was at the door, walking was no problem.

The phone rang again.He glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, and answered, "Hello?"

"Hello, you have takeaway."

Lin Qianxi thought to himself, did Yang Rui pay for the stew for him? Why did he send it several times?He was in a hurry to go out, and said directly: "Send it back, just say I'm not at home."

A very low and deep voice came from the phone: "But I'm already at the door."

Lin Qianxi was taken aback. This voice?

Pulling the door open, a takeaway boy in overalls was carrying a suitcase on his back, holding a mobile phone, and walked away in front of his eyes. Zongcheng was standing at the door, wearing a thick down jacket, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a packing box. Convenience bag: "Just in time."

Lin Qianxi smiled: "Fuck, you are too good at playing!"

Zongcheng handed him the things: "Drink before leaving."

Lin Qianxi picked it up, put it on the cabinet at the door, and went out directly: "Stop drinking, Wu Chuan is waiting for me, we'll talk about it when we come back, hurry up!"

Zongcheng glanced at his feet.

"Don't look, you can go." Lin Qianxi closed the door and took two steps in front of him: "Look?"

"Then let's go." Zong Cheng turned around and went downstairs.

Wang Xiao's motorcycle drove over again, and as soon as Lin Qianxi came out of the community and saw it, he got into the back seat directly.

Zongcheng walked over and handed him a piece of paper: "So excited, do you have any plans for the school you want to apply to?"

Lin Qianxi picked it up and looked down. It was densely packed with the names of colleges and universities, which were specially printed out. Three places were circled with a red pen, and the letters abc were marked on it. Behind it were the names of his track and field majors in the past three years. Admissions score.

Zongcheng stepped into the car, stepped on it loudly, and said as he drove out, "The schools I circled are the schools in Beijing, and you can take the exam."

Lin Qianxi grabbed his waist with one hand and the paper with the other, and was still reading: "Did you do it specially?"

"if not?"

Lin Qianxi grinned. He was really considerate enough. He lowered his head and looked at it again. A was big, b was big, and c was big. There was a huge difference in scores: "Which one should I choose?"

"This is your university," Zongcheng said, "you should choose it yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense, you definitely have an idea!" Lin Qianxi punched him in the waist: "Say it!"

"Don't fight like crazy." Zongcheng motorcycle turned a corner and drove towards the school: "Think about it yourself."

Lin Qianxi read it again and put the paper into his pocket: "Well, I'll count to three and we'll talk together."

Zongcheng was driving very fast, and he had already reached the school gate, so he stopped the car and said, "Okay."

Lin Qianxi got out of the car, stood in front of the car, and began to count: "Three, two, one!"

"b." in unison.

"I knew it!" Lin Qianxi smiled and entered the school: "I'm going to find Wu Chuan."

Zongcheng got out of the car, turned off the key, and watched him enter the school.

Of course, choose b. B is the best one among them, and it is also the one closest to his own goal. If he passes the exam, he can go together in the future.

When Lin Qianxi walked into the sports office, Wu Chuan was already waiting. He was smoking a cigarette to pass the time. When he saw him, he immediately said, "Come on! Don't you want to pass the school exam? Many schools are about to register for professional exams." , If I didn't expect you to set a higher education rate for me, as for worrying about it for you in a hurry!"

Lin Qianxi put the piece of paper in front of him: "Mr. Wu has worked hard. Happy New Year, Mr. Wu. I want to report this."

Wu Chuan took a closer look at the professional sports university in Beijing, and looked up at him: "Are you serious?"

Lin Qianxi drew a circle on his face with his fingers: "Do you think I'm serious?"

Wu Chuan frowned, pinched his cigarette, and took the notebook on the table, which recorded his usual training results: "Let me see if your results can meet the standard."

"The demands are high?" Lin Qianxi was a little worried when he saw him like this.

"Does it need to be said?" Wu Chuan buried his head in the book, read all his running results, and still frowned.

"..." Lin Qianxi's heart turned cold. Could it be that he didn't even meet his major, so what's the matter with the college entrance examination results?

"Oh..." Wu Chuan sighed, and stood up: "You really know how to choose, wait, I'll make a call and ask."

After speaking, he stood up and left the office.

Seeing him go out, Lin Qianxi walked out of the office door and saw Zongcheng standing outside, leaning on the pillars in the corridor, waiting with earphones plugged into his ears.

Seeing Lin Qianxi coming out, he took the earphones: "What's the matter?" He looked at Wu Chuan who was walking away to make a call.

Lin Qianxi twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't know."

You can never say that you might not be able to.

Zong Cheng didn't speak, his lips slowly tightened.

For about five or six minutes, neither of them spoke.

"Lin Qianxi!" Wu Chuan came back suddenly.

Lin Qianxi immediately turned his head.

"Fortunately, it's almost impossible." Wu Chuanyuan said, "Report!"

"Fuck!" Lin Qianxi wiped his mouth, that's it!Almost scared to death!

Turning his head to look at Zongcheng, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, before releasing the earphone cable that was clenched tightly in his hand.