My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Mo felt that he was indeed crazy.

His subconscious answer was "yes".

But can he either?

Tong Mo felt that he should think clearly.

For the first time, he realized that he wanted to be with one person, for a long time, and only this one person.

He must think very clearly.

Tong Mo avoided the question again.

Gao Boxin seemed to understand his evasion, and did not bring up similar topics afterwards.

When Tong Mo and Lin Ziyan were driving home, Gao Boxin put the doll in Tong Mo's hands, waved his hand, turned around and left.

Lin Ziyan drank a lot of fruit tea at night, and sat in the back seat of the taxi feeling a little dizzy. He turned his head and looked out of the car window, and said with emotion: "That brother just now is so cool."

Tong Mo, who was thinking about something, suddenly raised his head: "Didn't he leave?"

"No, isn't that brother still standing there?" Lin Ziyan pointed out the car window.

Tong Mo turned his head to look over, and Gao Boxin turned back as expected, standing motionless by the side of the road.

Just like the day when Gao Boxin sent him out of school, he still stood by the side of the road until he got in the car and left.

At that time, Gao Boxin said that he was thinking about something.

Is it this time too?

When Tong Mo came back to his senses, he found that his fingers were already on the car door, and he even turned the switch.

The taxi driver noticed his movements and said seriously: "Young man, sit down, even if you want to get off the car, you have to wait until I pull over and stop."

Tong Mo leaned back on the back of the chair and shook his head: "Sorry, please continue driving."

He thought, if the car door was not locked just now, maybe he really wanted to push the car door and walk down.

Tong Mo suffered from insomnia all night and didn't need to go to school the next day, but he still got up early.

The monthly exam has ended, and his physical examination report has successfully passed the standards of his parents. When he returns to school, he can go to Gao Boxin for tutoring after school.

But he hasn't mentioned this matter to Gao Boxin yet.

Tong Mo was worried while brushing his teeth.

He splashed several handfuls of water on his face, still struggling to know how to open his mouth, so he slammed his head on the mirror hard.

In fact, he really wanted to go to Gao Boxin's house.

But right now the relationship between him and Gao Boxin is unclear, and Gao Boxin is also alternately distressed and calm. Should he disturb Gao Boxin?

Tong's mother saw that Tong Mo hadn't had a good rest, so she turned on the fireplace in the living room after Tong Mo had lunch, and let Tong Mo lie on the recliner and have a good rest.

I don't know if it was because the fireplace was too warm, or he really needed to rest, but Tong Mo really fell asleep.

It's just that he had one dream after another, and Gao Boxin was in every dream.

Every Gao Boxin kept saying the same sentence to him over and over again, even more pleading than Gao Boxin's attitude last night.

Back at school, Tong Mo was sure that it was because he couldn't see Gao Boxin, that's why he imagined Gao Boxin like that in his constant fantasies and dreams.

In fact, Gao Boxin is still full of personality, and he will not lower himself just because he likes someone.

Gao Boxin still brought him a breakfast, but didn't say anything else.

After putting the steamed bun in front of Tong Mo, Gao Boxin lowered his eyes and glanced at Tong Mo: "Did you sleep well?"

Tong Mo rubbed his eyes subconsciously, smiled and said, "No, I probably slept too much."

Gao Boxin nodded, sat in his seat, and seemed to say something to himself: "Just sleep well, don't be like me."

Tong Mo couldn't help sneaking glances at Gao Boxin several times during class.

Gao Boxin sat domineeringly with his arms folded, but his slightly narrowed eyes from time to time still revealed his lack of energy.

In the physical education class in the afternoon, Gao Baixin ran laps at the end of the team of Class [-]. During free activities, he did not go to the playground as usual, but sat down casually next to the goal of the football field.

Tong Mo was sitting on the grass facing him, and the two looked at each other, but there was no communication during the whole class.

Tong Mo suddenly thought that if he and Gao Boxin were not at the same table, they might not have communicated with each other until they graduated from high school.

If the relationship between him and Gao Boxin continued to be so deadlocked, it might not be beneficial for them to be at the same table.

Tong Mo then stood up and walked towards Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin also stood up at the same time. He walked directly in front of Tong Mo, grabbed Tong Mo's wrist, and led Tong Mo away from the playground.

"Where are you going?" Tong Mo asked suspiciously.

"The bell rang for the end of get out of class, didn't you hear it?" Gao Boxin turned to him and asked.

Tong Mo was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't notice that the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and he didn't even notice how long the class had passed.

"Let's go, go back to the classroom to rest, I'm almost sleepy." Gao Baixin said, let go of Tong Mo's hand, and walked in front of Tong Mo.

Tong Mo followed behind him slowly, fingers unconsciously on his wrist.

Usually, Gao Boxin would not let go of his hand all the way, but today he let go after such a short while?

They were walking on a relatively remote road in the campus, and a tweeter was hanging at the intersection, which was playing the "letter reading program" of the broadcasting agency.

Twice a week, 10 minutes between classes is used by the broadcasting agency to read students' contributions. Gao Boxin has always been indifferent to the content of this kind of broadcasting, and treats it as if he didn't hear it.

But today he stopped when he heard a few words from the radio.

A girl's voice said on the radio, "The letter I'm going to read today is from an unknown classmate in the first grade, and it's written to Tong Mo, the second grader."

Tong Mo himself didn't hear it, and still walked forward.

Gao Boxin stepped forward and grabbed Tong Mo's sleeve.

Tong Mo froze instantly as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.

The girl continued to read on the radio: "This classmate said that she ran into Tong Mo several times on campus before, and she didn't know if Tong Mo had any impression of her. She said that she also transferred to Mingya, and she couldn't keep up with her at work at first. She was very nervous about the progress, but she was very encouraged when she saw that Tong Mo took the first place in the grade just after transferring to Class [-] of Senior High School."

Gao Boxin snorted coldly.

"What's wrong?" Tong Mo looked at him inexplicably.

"One of the great illusions of people is that they think that what others can do, they can do it themselves." Gao Boxin said coldly.

Tong Mo: "?"

"Didn't you hear what was said on the radio?" Gao Boxin looked at him.

"Broadcast?" Tong Mo noticed a loudspeaker hanging above his head.

His name was just being mentioned on the loudspeaker.

He was a little surprised.

"She decided that the next time she encounters Tong Mo on campus, she must go up to say hello to Tong Mo. If possible, she also wants to follow in Tong Mo's footsteps and study with Tong Mo in the future. She's a hard-working primary school girl."

"What junior?" Tong Mo was at a loss.

"Don't pay attention to the school girl, let's go." Gao Boxin pulled him to speed up his pace and walked to the classroom.

"Wait a minute—" Tong Mo held him back, and listened intently to the radio for a while.

Gao Boxin let go of his hand and looked at him silently.

"Have you noticed?" Tong Mo didn't say anything to Gao Boxin until the music started playing on the radio, "Chen Siyu hasn't appeared on the radio for a long time."

"I haven't paid attention to her before," Gao Boxin still looked at him, "When did you start paying attention to her so much?"

"I think she hasn't appeared for a long time since the incident on the sports field. She is no longer the one who read the letter on the radio, and the girls like Zou Xiaomei don't seem to be so close to her anymore." Tong Mo frown.

"Did you even notice who Zou Xiaomei was getting close to?" Gao Boxin asked again.

Tong Mo: "?"

He finally realized that something was wrong with Gao Boxin.

"Is your definition of noticing someone wrong?" Tong Mo put his hands in his pockets, raised his head slightly and looked at Gao Boxin.

"If the school girl who wrote the letter met you on campus and really greeted you, would you want to know her?" Gao Boxin asked him.

"Why should I know her?" Tong Mo felt more and more baffled, "Whether the letter actually belonged to someone or not is another matter. Why are you entangled with someone who might not exist?"

"Then let me change the question," Gao Boxin asked word by word, "If a girl confessed to you, would you accept it?"

Tong Mo was completely stunned.

"Will you avoid her? Like avoiding me?" Gao Boxin continued to ask.

Tong Mo was silent for a long time before asking back: "Have I avoided you?"

"You want to avoid me, but the condition is not allowed, after all, we are at the same table." Gao Boxin said.

Tong Mo felt that if he listened to Gao Boxin's words, he might not be able to help but get angry.

"Calm down first." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the teaching building.

Gao Boxin seemed really calm in the afternoon classes.

He didn't ask Tong Mo any more vexatious questions, but he didn't say a word to Tong Mo again.

When the school bell rang, Tong Mo stood up to pack his schoolbag, but he just sat aside and watched coldly, without moving.

"Aren't you leaving?" Tong Mo turned to look at him.

"Where are you going?" Gao Boxin asked slowly.

"Go home." Tong Mo put his schoolbag behind his back.

He decided that if Gao Boxin continued to be so inexplicable, he would not go to Gao Boxin's house for tutoring today.

Gao Boxin stood up at this moment, stuffed the things in his desk into his schoolbag, and pulled Tong Mo out of the classroom.

When Tong Mo passed by Chen Feng's seat, he found that Chen Feng suddenly lowered his head.

This movement was very abrupt, as if Chen Feng had been looking back at them just now.

But before he could say anything to Gao Boxin, Gao Boxin pulled him out.

Tong Mo pondered for a while, thinking about how he should bring up Chen Feng's strangeness, so that Gao Boxin would not get angry like when he heard Chen Siyu mentioned.

At this time, Gao Boxin had already pulled him to the side of the bicycle shed. While Tong Mo was in a daze, Gao Boxin unlocked the bicycle and pushed it out.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the door." Gao Boxin signaled him to get into the car.

Tong Mo gave up the idea of ​​seriously discussing the Chen family's siblings with Gao Boxin at this time, he sat in the back seat of Gao Boxin's car, walked out of the school gate, and saw Uncle Lin's car parked by the side of the road.

As soon as Uncle Lin saw the two of them coming out, he opened the trunk.

"Come on, put your bicycle in, Xiao Gao." Uncle Lin said enthusiastically.

Gao Boxin was a little puzzled: "Uncle Lin, I'm not planning to go to Tong Mo's house today."

"Didn't you say that Xiao Mo will go to your house from today?" Uncle Lin was more puzzled than him.

Gao Boxin immediately turned to look at Tong Mo: "You are going to my house? Is this true?"

"Fake, Uncle Lin is just joking with you." Tong Mo glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

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