Strawberry West Toast

The pace of writing is fast, and there are any problems that people cannot think about carefully. Unless they are solved immediately, they will be squeezed out by the arrangement of the new day.Pei Yiwei's words didn't stay in Wang Zhen's heart for too long. On the one hand, he didn't like to dig into dead ends. On the other hand, he had too many things to worry about, and that was just one of them.

Zuo Xingjian sent him several text messages, and Wang Zhen called him directly. From the time the busy tone sounded to the end, there was no sound from the other side.

The connection became one-sided, and Wang Zhen was completely passive.

Of course it was impossible to return to Mu Xin, he had to think about what to do next.

That day, I went with Yang Hang to help Liang Qing and gave Wang Zhen some hints that his choice was not limited to Mu Xin, Liang Qing's studio could also be his place to stay.

Thinking about it, Wang Zhen didn't hesitate. He asked Yang Hang for Liang Qing's WeChat, chatted with her, and found that there were not many art students in No. [-] Middle School, and a large part of them didn't have a good foundation. Like Wang Zhen, it was okay. There are very few of them.

It may be that there are few students, but Liang Qing's attitude is very enthusiastic, and he took him to 308 the next day after chatting on WeChat.

Returning to the studio, Wang Zhen's mood is hard to describe, the space and people are unfamiliar, but the state of painting is familiar.

Picking up the paintbrush again, Wang Zhen is not worried about his current level, but it is still unknown whether Wang Xiuming will interfere and mess things up.Wang Zhen didn't tell him about returning to the studio, it was a secret that needed to be kept secret.

"It's impossible to hide it all the time," Liang Qing said while sitting on a chair, "Your homeroom teacher will be notified about the one-three-five evening class, and he is obliged to tell your parents."

"Let me tell him," Wang Zhen said, "he should be reliable."

Liang Qing lit a cigarette and walked a few steps towards the window sill: "I suggest you have a good talk with your parents. A child's determination can sometimes change the parents. When I repeated my second year of school, my family disagreed because the girl is better than you. Boys are troublesome, many life plans will be disrupted when they get older, compared with many families that support boys to learn painting."

"Let's see again." Wang Zhen said.

He didn't have the confidence to persuade Wang Xiuming. The mess in the relationship between father and son cannot be cleared up in a day or two. If Wang Xiuming's attitude can be changed by "talking about it", then Mu Xin's matter will not be a problem long ago.Just because they don't have the patience and courage to accommodate each other, talking will only lead to quarrels, and it won't scratch the itch, just like not talking.

When returning to the dormitory, Wang Zhen didn't turn on the light, and stood in the dark for a while, breathing slowly.My mind is a bit messy, I haven't dealt with so many troubles at the same time for a long time, everything is rushed together, disrupting the original rhythm, there is no way to avoid it, I can only face it.

There was the sound of running water from the small bathroom. At this point, Pei Yiwei was probably taking a shower.

Feeling very uncomfortable, what Pei Yiwei said that day was to remind him of the distance between the two, to put it bluntly, it was to draw a [-]-point line - you and I are not familiar with each other.

Pei Yiwei was not easy to get close to, she was covered in barriers, if it wasn't for the uncle's 2 yuan, Wang Zhen doubted that they were still strangers now.

The secret love is too tiring, sometimes Wang Zhen wants to simply force Pei Yiwei, give him all his thoughts and let him make a decision, either break it up quickly, or talk vigorously, now he is uncomfortable like this.

He turned on the nozzle, and the water slowly crawled along the pipe, and he could hear the sound of gurgling water. The next second, a handful of cold water splashed on his head.

...there is no hot water.

As soon as autumn comes, the hot water cannot be pumped up, which is often the case on high floors.

He shrank his shoulders from the cold, knocked on the wall, and said, "Do you have hot water over there?"

Pei Yiwei's voice came over: "Yes."

"It's evil." Wang Zhen wiped his wet hair, put on his coat, and knocked on Pei Yiwei's door, "Give me some hot water."

It was quiet inside for a few seconds, and then the door was opened. Pei Yiwei was shirtless, her shoulders and neck were wet, and she looked like she had just finished washing.

Wang Zhen looked away and picked up the bucket to fetch the water.Pei Yiwei stood by and watched.

Wang Zhen wasn't too particular about what he was wearing, a set of T-shirts, showing two bare legs.He often wears this at home in hot weather, and it doesn't matter if Zhou Jie is around. In the eyes of his parents, children have no gender. Now that Pei Yiwei is by his side, he suddenly feels a little nervous.

"Go in and take a shower," Pei Yi slightly wiped her hair, "I don't need the bathroom anymore."

Wang Zhen saw that his hair was not wet, and said, "You haven't washed your hair yet?"

Pei Yiwei looked at the sink: "Wash there."

"That's fine." Wang Zhen nodded.

The air fell silent again.

"Wang Zhen." Pei Yiwei said suddenly.

"Huh?" Wang Zhen said.

Pei Yiwei turned on the faucet, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, he said, "Did I do something to make you unhappy?"

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment: "No, why do you say that?"

Pei Yiwei didn't answer, Wang Zhen thought about it quickly, he was a little cold towards Pei Yiwei recently, in order to pull up the [-] line that Pei Yiwei needed, in order to get out of this confusing relationship and think about what he wanted What, there's one more thing he doesn't want to say - in order to see Pei Yiwei's attitude, or a kind of revenge, revenge for Pei Yiwei's dominance in their relationship, and he always led him by the nose.

Pei Yiwei turned his back to him and said, "I have something you want to tell me."

After a pause, he said again: "I can't speak, so don't take some unintentional words to heart."

"...Nothing," Wang Zhen laughed, "wash it quickly, don't waste your time."

Pei Yiwei would take the initiative to ask, Wang Zhen was very surprised.He thought that Pei Yiwei wasn't the kind of person who would speak freely, because all his behaviors gave people a hint of withdrawnness. Whether it was being recognized for his outstanding achievements or encountering troubles, he was always indifferent, as if those things didn't matter. It's nothing, it can't cause ripples in the lake of his heart.This is where Wang Zhen appreciates him, and it is also where Wang Zhen dislikes him.

That question ended in vain, and Pei Yiwei didn't seek to make up for it. He is not a coy person. When Wang Zhen said "it's okay", he pretended it was okay. It seemed that neither of them was generous enough to mention it again.

During the volleyball training in the afternoon, Wang Zhen was a little absent-minded. The ball he held was not in place, and Pei Yiwei made a small swing. The other players reminded Wang Zhen to concentrate, but Wang Zhen only said, "Got it."

"Brother Zhen, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Yu asked from across the net, "Your uncle?"

"Get lost." Wang Zhen took the ball and passed it to Pei Yiwei.

Pei Yiwei's spike was stopped by Zhang Yuan, and the ball was bolstered by Zhang Yuan, and it flew over the net and became the opponent's chance ball.

The setter on the opposite side immediately followed up and passed the ball to Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu jumped up and smashed the ball. He used [-]% of his strength for this ball. He was pressed by Pei Yiwei and the others just now. Back to morale.

The ball flew straight over the sky, and the responder and Libero had no time to save it. Wang Zhen stretched out his arm to catch it. In an instant, there was a sharp pain in his arm, and the ball hit the ground with a "bang", and Jiang Yu scored a spike.

The assistant narrator looked at Wang Zhen: "Stop when you're tired."

They applied for a timeout. Wang Zhen went to the sidelines and sat down. His hand was injured and cracked again. Wang Zhen was a little tired after repeating this.

"Follow me to the school infirmary." Pei Yiwei walked up to him and said.

"I can stand it," Wang Zhen unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip, "What a big deal."

Pei Yi glanced at him slightly, and said to the team members beside him, "I will leave with him for a while."

"Okay." The team members nodded.

Before Wang Zhen understood what was going on, the soles of his feet suddenly went blank, and he was dizzy for a few seconds. When he realized it, he was already on Pei Yiwei's shoulder.

"Let go!" Wang Zhen struggled a few times, but Pei Yiwei pinned down his waist tightly, unable to move.

"Damn it!" Jiang Yu ran over, "Brother Zhen, did you hurt your leg?"

"My brain is hurting." Pei Yiwei said, carrying Wang Zhen to the school infirmary.

"I think your brain is injured!" Wang Zhen hammered his vest, "Hurry up and let go!"

His wig was about to fall off, and it was quite uncomfortable being carried on his shoulders. His head was shaking, and his stomach was on his shoulder blades again.But the most uncomfortable thing is not these, being carried on the shoulders like a bag of rice, with so many people looking at him, he wants to lose his face!

"Don't move." Pei Yi said in a slightly cold voice.

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a little uncomfortable, what is this person doing!

This feeling didn't last long, just after walking through the playground, his wig fell on the steps, Pei Yiwei bent down to pick it up, Wang Zhen quickly jumped off his shoulders, and was about to stand up, Pei Yiwei grabbed his wig from behind Arm, and want to carry him on the shoulder.

"Let the fuck go!" Wang Zhen's arms were thin, not as strong as his, and he was easily restrained. He kicked a few times indiscriminately, and all of them landed on Pei Yiwei's legs.

His arm was like an iron hoop, and Wang Zhen couldn't shake it off with all his strength, so he had to push with the other arm, which was also difficult, because the injury was on this arm, and every push would affect the wound and throb with pain.

It's too ugly to make such a fuss, and Pei Yiwei didn't speak, Wang Zhen felt like a spoiled, ashamed, so he said coldly, "Are you interested?"

"It's boring." Pei Yiwei said expressionlessly.

"It's boring, you still come!" Wang Zhen kicked him while he was distracted, and stood up from the ground, but he couldn't stand still, he was pulled by him, and fell to the ground again.

This is a solid brick floor, and the pain of falling on it is no less painful than a cracked wound. Wang Zhen's anger suddenly rose, and he knocked Pei Yiwei down and kicked him on the leg.

He saved three points of his strength and didn't dare to kick hard anymore. The unlucky one who broke Xueshen's leg was himself, but Pei Yiwei didn't think so, straightened up and held him down, pressed his shoulder and said coldly to him : "What are you angry about?"

"Who the hell is angry!" Wang Zhen stared at him, and punched him hard in the chest.

Pei Yiwei didn't dodge, just suffered, the hand that was pressing Wang Zhen's arm exerted a little more force, pinning him firmly to the ground.Wang Zhen's wound was still hurting, and he burst into tears from being pressed down.

He struggled desperately, and the more he struggled, the more powerless he felt, until his anger turned into helplessness and a little bit of grievance. He yelled at Pei Yi: "Why don't you fucking know why I'm angry?!"

Pei Yi froze for a moment, then said, "Say it."

Wang Zhen was amused by him, and said: "You Xueba are really funny sometimes, you don't pretend to be anything other than learning?"

Pei Yi looked at him slightly: "Don't answer what you asked."

"Okay," Wang Zhen also got angry, and he yelled at Pei Yiwei quickly, regardless of whether there was anyone watching this embarrassing moment, "Did you tell me to leave your father's business alone? ! Don't be sentimental, please!"

"That's not what I meant," Pei Yi frowned slightly, "This matter is much more troublesome than you think, and pulling me away won't help solve this matter."

"Do you think I want to pull you!" Wang Zhen roared, "Your aunt asked me to do that, can I not do it!"

Hearing this, Pei Yiwei's complexion improved a bit: "I don't know how to deal with this matter, it's her problem, I don't blame you."

"Who wants you to blame! Do I care about this! Fuck you are always upset!" Wang Zhen slammed his head hard at him, with a "bang", Pei Yiwei didn't retreat, and the two stared at each other, Wang Zhen Zhen's eyes were red, and he said to Pei Yiwei one sentence at a time: "I think my grades are so good, I think everyone will follow you! Let me tell you that high grades are meaningless to me! I fucking want to What you want is not to get into the literature, not to follow a bully like you to do the quizzes every day! You are not from the same way as me! Do you know if you are not from the same way! "

The corners of Pei Yiwei's eyes were also a little red. She didn't want to understand why the topic turned to him. After thinking for a while, she said, "Draw as long as you like. I never looked down on you, and I didn't think anyone would hang around me."

Wang Zhen wanted to say, "You look down on my painting in your heart", but he thought deeply that Pei Yiwei was cautious, even cautious, when he set foot in his field.Does he really look down on him?not necessarily.

His mind was in a mess, his eyes staring at Pei Yiwei were no longer as sharp as before, and he even flinched a bit.

"Wang Zhen?" Pei Yiwei looked at him hesitantly.

Wang Zhen came back to his senses. Once he calmed down, the embarrassment suppressed by Pei Yiwei began to emerge. At this time, he couldn't show timidity. Whoever showed timidity would be embarrassed, so he stared at Pei Yiwei and said, "Let go."

Pei Yiwei didn't let go, and said, "I apologize to you."

What he said was a bit difficult, and it could be seen that he was not good at opening his inner world.

"I treat you... I treat you as a very good friend," Pei Yiwei continued, "I'm thinking about how to get along with you, there is something about me that makes you uncomfortable, you tell me, and I will change it, do I understand? ?”

Wang Zhen stared at him, Pei Yiwei's tone was calm, a calm and indifferent person has a kind of power when speaking the truth - it can move people and make people believe involuntarily.Wang Zhen's heart beat faster for a moment, Pei Yiwei was too sincere, and sincerity was the best way to dispel defenses.

"Then I said it." Wang Zhen lowered his tone.

"Yes." Pei Yiwei said.

"Don't stare at me." Wang Zhen pursed his lips.

Pei Yi froze for a moment, then looked away.

It seemed wrong to look away, but Wang Zhen couldn't think too much, so he said to Pei Yiwei: "I have been disgusted and jealous of you, you make me very anxious, because you are hardworking and capable, it's not your problem, it's me I don't know how to get along with good people.

"I'm angry with myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

Pei Yiwei's eyes fell on Wang Zhen. Pei Yiwei's eyes were very beautiful, like mirrors washed with clear water, almost transparent gray, clean and clear, which made Wang Zhen feel dizzy like intoxicated. All distracting thoughts are washed away.

"When will you understand?" Pei Yiwei asked.

"Ah?" Wang Zhen couldn't help laughing, what's the problem?

Wang Zhen looked at him sideways: "Are you interrogating the prisoner?"

It is indeed like interrogating a prisoner, being held down for questioning, without any face.

Pei Yiwei let go of his hand after hearing this, Wang Zhen sat up, his whole body ached, if the dog said he couldn't do it, he would use force to suppress him, he really shouldn't be messed with.

Unfortunately, it has been messed with.

When walking to the school infirmary, Pei Yiwei didn't ask any more questions and returned the wig to him.

After applying the medicine and changing the gauze, the two were about to walk through the flower bed when Pei Yiwei suddenly slowed down and said, "Are you still anxious?"

"What," Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, before realizing, "Oh."

He thought for a while, then smiled: "Jiao, why not focus."

Pei Yiwei stopped in her tracks: "Are you still anxious about being 'not from the same road'?"

"..." Wang Zhen glared at him, "Bring to break the relationship again."

Pei Yi smiled and said nothing.

The author has something to say: I only know half a bucket of water about volleyball. If there are common sense mistakes, please point them out, thanks.