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Song Chuan's knowledge points are in place, and his thinking is very clear when explaining. Yu Zhou has to admit that he is really far behind in comparison.

"...how did you do it?" Yu Zhou asked.

Song Chuan closed the book, squinted his eyes: "How did you do it?"

Yu Zhou took a breath and said, "Just...how did you learn so well."

Obviously, I often fall asleep in class.

Song Chuan smiled and asked, "Are you praising me in disguise?"

"Tsk, what a disguise, I'm just complimenting you directly."

Song Chuan leaned back on the pillow and said, "Oh, thank you then."

Probably because of the charm of studying, Yu Zhou felt a little drowsy surrounding him.

He stood up and looked at Song Chuan: "Then shall I take a shower?"

Song Chuan glanced at him, pointed to the side of the kitchen, and said, "The toilet is over there. There is shower gel and towels...I'll get you a new one. Have you brought a change of clothes?"

"Nonsense, I didn't come here specially to wear your clothes." Yu Zhou opened his schoolbag and took out the clothes and pants he had brought.

Song Chuan hooked the corner of his mouth: "How do you know if I will wear it for you?"

"I'm sick." Yu Zhou cursed, bypassing the coffee table and heading for the toilet.

The temperature of the water was just right, and the water flowing on his body let Yu Zhou relax his nerves that had been tense all day, and enjoy the short-term comfort.

He turned off the water and found no towels.

"Song Chuan!" Yu Zhou roared towards the door.

"……Hey!"

After a while, I heard footsteps approaching the door.

The door is vaguely transparent, and the outlines of people outside can be seen.

"Here are the towels." Song Chuan was afraid that Yu Zhou could not hear clearly, so he raised his volume, "You... open the door."

Hearing this, Yu Zhou looked at his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

But he still knocked on the doorknob, slightly revealing some cracks in the door.

"...What are you doing? How do I get in here?" Song Chuan asked.

Yu Zhou clicked his tongue, admiring his IQ: "Are you an idiot? Just pass it in."

Then he saw Song Chuan put a towel between the crack of the door and said, "The crack of your door is too small."

Yu Zhou opened the door a little wider, quickly brought the towel over, and closed the door again with a bang.

Song Chuan watched Yu Zhou come out of the toilet, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you so shy?"

Yu Zhou felt refreshed just after taking a shower, and when he heard this, he knew he was talking about what happened just now.

"Sorry we don't know each other well."

Song Chuan laughed when he heard his words: "You are quite funny, you have already lived in someone else's house and you said you don't know them well."

Yu Zhou pondered and felt that what he said made sense.

"I'm reserved." Yu Zhou sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, "It's not like you."

Song Chuan was amused by his words: "What's wrong with me? I'm not a hooligan, so I'll pass you a towel. Are you so shameless?"

Yu Zhou glared at him, took the remote control and switched to the Central Thirteen.

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Yu Zhou watched the hostess on TV broadcast the news from all over the world with a straight voice, but he didn't hear a word in his ears.

Song Chuan finally put down his phone, looked at the TV, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, you came to my place, what about your cat?"

"Su Su it was carried home by Qin Nan on Friday afternoon and said to play for two days." Yu Zhou felt that his shoulders were sore and unbearable, so he leaned his neck on the sofa and tried to adjust to a slightly more comfortable sitting position.

"Susu?" Song Chuan had an indescribable expression on his face, "Is this the name of the black cat?"

Yu Zhou glanced at him and nodded.

Song Chuan couldn't help laughing: "No, you named him that? I really never thought you would have such a childish day."

"Would you believe me when I told you that this name was given to me?" Yu Zhou stared at the hostess without changing his face.

"I will believe it when my mind is squeezed by the door." Song Chuan said jokingly.

Yu Zhou rubbed his shoulders and said, "I've taken them all, and they didn't say they didn't want you to pick and choose here. It's not for you."

He suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Song Chuan: "Song Susu."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laughed softly.

"Fuck," Song Chuan looked at him in shock, "Big brother, what's the matter with you, what about your image, and such a name, just give me a name..."

Yu Zhou looked into his beautiful eyes with a smile rippling inside.

"Look at what I'm doing, look at yourself, and laugh so stupidly."

Song Chuan curled his lips and said something.

The corners of Yu Zhou's mouth rose slightly, and he looked sideways at Song Chuan: "You pay for my character design."

Song Chuan couldn't help laughing: "Brother Zhou, it's none of my business that you destroyed it yourself."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

What a crazy night.

Yu Zhou felt that he let himself go this night, and he lost his image of a cool guy.

They were all led by Song Chuan.

Ever since I met Song Chuan, I seem to have become hot-headed and talk more involuntarily. I don't know what kind of physique this person is, and chatter can also be contagious.

Hold.

He felt quite at ease when he was with Song Chuan, and he forgot all the troubles.

He even forgot that he was running out of money. Yu Zhou originally wanted to ask Song Chuan if there was any part-time job. He wanted to make some money when he was free on weekends. Knot's work is completely incapable of doing by himself.

The two watched Channel [-] for about a whole night before going to bed.

"Where should I sleep?" Yu Zhou looked at the room and found that there were two bedrooms. The one with double beds and flowered sheets was probably Song Chuan's parents' room, and middle-aged and elderly people liked it.

Song Chuan looked at the two rooms and hesitated for a while, then asked, "Are you going to sleep in my dad's room?"

Yu Zhou looked at it and said with a smile, "Okay, as long as your mother doesn't mind other men sleeping in their couple's bed."

He was about to go in, when he suddenly found Song Chuan beside him standing still.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhou walked over and touched his arm.

Song Chuan's eyes were a little dim, he pursed his lips, frowned and said, "My mother... is gone, she won't mind."

Yu Zhou didn't realize it all at once: "Ah?" As soon as he said the words, he realized what Song Chuan meant by "not here anymore".

He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Song Chuan suddenly smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, you should sleep with me, my dad hasn't come back for several days, there must be ashes on the bed."

Yu Zhou felt that he was really a little reckless just now, so he kept asking: "Are you okay? I was really... don't take it to heart."

Song Chuan pushed him into his room with a smile on his face: "It's really okay, why are you moaning... I just haven't heard anyone mention my mother for a long time, and I haven't recovered all of a sudden, I'm not that fragile yet .”

Yu Zhou sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, Song Chuan also looked at him, and they just looked at each other.

Song Chuan suddenly thought of the injury on Yu Zhou's wrist before, and felt a little uncomfortable. He was very afraid that Yu Zhou would be like his mother. , so now he must change, and can no longer let this kind of thing happen to him.

Song Chuan walked over, bent down and hugged Yu Zhou, and buried his head on Zhou's shoulder.

Yu Zhou was stunned for a moment, then thought that maybe he was too sad all of a sudden, hesitated for a while, and put his hand on his back lightly to comfort him.

At this time, Song Chuan said in a muffled voice: "...you must be well."

I want to be fine too?

What is he doing again?

Yu Zhou was a little puzzled about the causal relationship, but considering Song Chuan's situation, he still hesitated and said, "Well... okay..."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this sentence was so stupid, so I said again: "It's okay...life...is still very beautiful. We have to look forward..."

Fuck seems more stupid than the previous sentence.

He suddenly heard a low laugh from the person he was hugging.

Yu Zhou pushed him away quickly, and clicked his tongue: "You still laugh when I comfort you, I really don't know how to comfort others, can't you cooperate!"

Song Chuan was pushed away by Yu Zhou all of a sudden, but he still hasn't recovered. After hearing this sentence, he stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and said with a smile, "I see, you really don't know how to comfort people."

Yu Zhou glared at him, then looked at the bed and asked, "Where do you sleep?"

"Whatever, anyway, this bed is not against the wall, it can be left or right." Song Chuan sat on the bed, took out his mobile phone and set an alarm clock.

After watching it for a while, Yu Zhou felt that he was more used to the seat by the window. If he could not sleep at night, he could watch the moonlight. It just so happened that the weather was a little hot, so he might be able to enjoy the wind while sleeping.

Song Chuan set the alarm clock, put the phone on the bedside table, and lay down with his head on his hands.

At this time, the two found that no one turned off the lights.

Yu Zhou also lay down at this time, he turned around and looked at Song Chuan: "Song Susu."

Calling this shameful name solemnly.

Song Chuan laughed, got up and turned off the light, then climbed back into bed and lay down again.

The moonlight came in from the window, and Yu Zhou could still see Song Chuan's face clearly.

Song Chuan was sleeping, and Yu Zhou could just see Song Chuan's profile when lying on his side.

The moonlight outlines his profile, softening the contours, and the bright light shines on his fair cheeks.

The eyelashes are quite long.

He took a deep breath, the man looked pretty good.

Yu Zhou is not very used to sleeping with others, this is the first time he slept on the same bed with another person in a strange environment.

However, the bed is relatively large, and the part where two people can sleep is very wide, so there is no physical contact at all.

A little excited.

He didn't know why he was so excited, he just felt that something was different after arriving at Song Chuan's house today.

Especially... idiot.

I used to be cooler.

People are broken.

He sighed, turned around, and faced the window.

Hearing Song Chuan's slightly undulating breathing next to him, Yu Zhou felt a little relieved.

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