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After finishing the weekly test on Saturday, He Zhao stretched his waist, loosened his neck and asked, "What did you get for Zuo Rui's birthday?"

Yi Shi has almost no experience in giving gifts to others, and he didn't even think of preparing a gift, so he answered casually, "I don't know, what are you giving?"

"I'm going to give you a bluetooth speaker, the kind that's small and good-looking." He Zhao said.

"What about me?" Yi Shi asked.

"You, she will like whatever you give." He Zhao said lightly, his tone seemed to be teasing.

Yi Shi frowned, but didn't respond.

"Just kidding, I was wrong, I was wrong," He Zhao began to coax people again, "I think you can give it...then you can give it a Bluetooth speaker, and I will give it to you."

Yi Shi still ignored him.

Luo Hao, who was watching everything, put on his schoolbag and shrugged his shoulders at He Zhao.Knowing that Yi Shi doesn't like to make jokes like this, He Zhao doesn't know why he has to be mean.

He Zhao just smiled and waved his hand to see him off from the classroom.

After that night, He Zhao calmed down. In the past two days, he tried his best to get closer to the previous way of getting along, hiding all the small thoughts that were full of lies, covering up the emotions of worrying about gains and losses, and reminding himself not to be capricious and inexplicable. like a weirdo.

Since you are a friend, you should play the role of a good friend.

It should be so.

As it should be.

On the way to buy gifts, He Zhao was always in a state of looking for something to say, and Yi Shi ignored him with a cold face.

In the end, Yi Shizhen bought a Bluetooth speaker, and He Zhao bought a scarf as a gift.

As he walked, He Zhao touched his stomach, and Yi Shi glanced at it: "Hungry?"

Yi Shi is always like this, with a big temper but not cold for too long.

He Zhao was not actually hungry, but his stomach grunted a bit, but he nodded following his words: "I'm hungry."

Yi Shi glanced around: "What do you want to eat?"

"Hot pot." He Zhao licked the corner of his mouth.

Yi Shi seemed to sigh. He Zhao recently changed his WeChat profile picture to hot pot. It has been going on for several days. If you ask him what he wants to eat, it will always be hot pot.

But he still turned on his mobile phone and searched for nearby hot pot restaurants.

An old man riding an electric scooter passed by, Yi Shi raised his head, grabbed He Zhao's arm, and pulled him to the side.

With his sleeves in his hands, He Zhao glanced at the various hotpot restaurants on Yishi's mobile phone page, and casually reported the name of a hotpot restaurant.

Yi Shi searched for the name of the store: "It's a little far away."

"I just want to eat this." He Zhao said.

"Well, I'm taking a taxi." Yi Shi opened the taxi app, glanced at the landmarks on the side of the road, and quickly located them.

When we arrived at the destination, we found that this hot pot restaurant is really popular, and there are already dozens of tables lined up.

Yi Shi looked at He Zhao questioningly, and He Zhao said, "Don't eat, why don't we go home and order takeaway?"

Yi Shi didn't even think about it: "Okay."

When the two of them were together, He Zhao had the final say on what to eat, drink and where to go, and Yi Shi seemed to be used to meeting his demands.

The two took a taxi home again, and when they got in the car, Yi Shi asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll order."

It's about half an hour's drive from home, and it's just right to order takeaway.

"I want to drink casserole porridge." He Zhao said.

Casserole porridge is a little different from hot pot, Yi Shi glanced at him, but didn't say anything, just asked: "What else do you want?"

"Let me take a look." He Zhao leaned up to look, casually pointed with his fingers, and added a few Cantonese dim sum.

"Two people are enough." Yi Shi reminded.

He Zhao paused with his sliding fingers: "That's it."

Yi Shi didn't put the phone back, but stopped for two seconds and said, "What else do you want?"

He Zhao raised the corners of his mouth in disbelief: "Didn't you say that two people are enough?"

Just looking at the menu that has been ordered, it is indeed more than enough for two people.

Yi Shi: "You can keep adding more if you want."

The big deal is to continue eating the rest tomorrow.

"No need, no need." He Zhao waved his hands, nestled in the back seat and played with his mobile phone.

He Zhao felt that he might get traffic sick, not really motion sickness, but the kind of dizziness that makes one easily get sleepy after taking a ride.

In just half an hour's drive, he fell asleep.

Feeling that Yi Shi patted his face lightly with his fingertips, his voice was low: "Wake up, we're here."

He opened his eyes, yawned, and got out of the car slowly. The icy cold wind blew on his face, and he became refreshed all of a sudden.

Depend on.

Yi Shi seemed to touch his face just now.

He Zhao reacted, and suddenly felt that the cheek touched by Yi Shi just now was unnaturally hot.

Yi Shi got out of the car first, walked a few steps and found that He Zhao hadn't followed, stopped and waited for him: "Did you sleep stupidly?"

His voice was low and deep, and seemed a little gentle.

He Zhao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Yi Shi, his face was very calm, still the same, not indifferent, but there was no trace of tenderness either.

"My face is a little red." When He Zhao approached, Yi Shi stretched out his hand to touch He Zhao's forehead, and suddenly He Zhao didn't realize it, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Of course it's uncomfortable!

He's hotter now!

"No, no, I'm not sick or have a fever, I just woke up feeling a little hot." He Zhao wrapped his coat and hurried upstairs.

He Zhao suddenly remembered that when he was sick last time, he slept with Yi Shi on the same pillow. Yi Shi not only touched his forehead every day, but also fed him.

I got used to it back then, and it was so easy to touch his forehead, so I just said it.

In fact, if you think about it carefully...it's good to be sick and have a fever.

No, no, not now, I guess I can't get rid of the fever if I do this now.

Yi Shi's takeaway arrived only a little later than them. When He Zhao unpacked the box, he found that Yi Shi ordered the chicken feet that he hesitated to order.

The heat on his face seemed to spread to his heart, wrapping it up.

Yi Shi was boiling water in the kitchen when He Zhao walked in: "Brother Yi, you are so kind to me."

He spoke in such a low voice that Yi Shi didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"I said, Brother Yi, you are so kind to me!" He Zhao raised his voice and said it again.

Yi Shi glanced at him, and said slowly, "Yes."

He Zhao chuckled. In fact, he was very happy to see Yi Shi every day. Sometimes he would have other emotions, but that was only after thinking about it.The moment I saw Yi Shi, I was only happy, even if I could see each other every day, I was still very happy.

He felt that the room was a little hot, and rubbed his face: "Am I still red?"

"It's okay." Yi Shi walked out, boiling water really didn't require both of them to stay in the kitchen.

He Zhao followed him out and sat down opposite him.

The weather was cold, and the takeaways were already a little cold when they arrived, so Yishi put them in the microwave to heat them up one by one.

There was a wet fog outside, reflecting the lights at night indistinctly, it was cold, damp and dark.But the air conditioner in the room is very warm, just like a fireplace is lit, warm and quiet.

He Zhao vaguely felt that this was his and Yi Shi's log cabin, which kept the ice and snow out.If you listen carefully, there will be a soft crackling sound in the fireplace, which is his heart quietly agitating.

These soft feelings are mixed with a little discomfort, as if this warmth was stolen.The purity of many feelings cannot be calculated, and He Zhao has long learned by instinct not to delve into it.Whether it is parents, family members, or friends, it is impossible to be completely honest with each other after all.But he always hopes that he and Yi Shi can be more pure, not vague, frank and not self-deceiving.

This impulsive force made him almost blurt out "I like you, do you like me?", life or death, happy, but he is not ready to bear the result.

He is still afraid, afraid that he will not get the result he wants.

I am afraid that after speaking out, I am not even qualified to pretend.

They were too close, so close that He Zhao didn't want to create a little gap.

He Zhao always thinks about Yi Shi's thoughts unconsciously, making him happy and at ease, this is the way he likes someone.

If Yi Shi doesn't like him, he will be sad, but he will also understand Yi Shi's rejection.He won't blame anyone, but he hasn't figured out yet what to do with his love that has nowhere to rest.

He was so cowardly and cautious, but he didn't expect someone to be brave and direct to get ahead first.

Zuo Rui's parents opened a small Hunan restaurant, but it has been in business for nearly 20 years.Zuo Rui's mother said that she and Zuo Rui's father opened the husband-and-wife restaurant after they got married, but they didn't expect it to take so long.

Zuo Rui's parents were chubby, honest and kind, and stood at the door to greet them, as if Zuo Rui was getting married and entertaining relatives and friends, and kept shaking hands with them: "Thank you for coming here, thank you for caring about Xiao Rui .”

There are only three private rooms on the second floor of the restaurant, the largest one is reserved for Zuo Rui to celebrate his birthday, with happy birthday balloons hanging on the wall.

Jiang Lin laughed happily as soon as he entered: "Just now my brother said that it feels like the squad leader is getting married and coming to a wedding banquet."

Zuo Rui was coming in with a few big drinks, and she had already seen that this group of people were greeting each other in a serious manner on the surface, and they were all snickering.

She also felt that her parents made the scene bigger, so she was a little embarrassed and put the drink on his lap directly: "I'm annoying you to death."

Jiang Lin supported the drink, pointed at He Zhao: "I'm just paraphrasing what he said."

"You are all annoying." Zuo Rui said.

He Zhao sat in the seat inside, and said with a smile, "I clearly praised your beautiful skirt today, and it's booming."

For example, the wedding was not only because of the enthusiasm of Zuo Rui's parents, but also because Zuo Rui wore a bright red dress.

Zuo Rui looked helpless: "My mother forced me to wear it, saying that it is auspicious to wear a red dress on my birthday."

He Zhao gave a thumbs up, with a lingering smile in his voice: "I think what Auntie said makes sense."

Zuo Rui's parents were afraid that the group of children with their parents present would not be able to let go, so they never showed up except for the solemn welcome at the entrance, and Zuo Rui's sister took care of the food all by herself.

In the private room, apart from the big dining table, there are also sofas and karaoke stands. A group of people ate at the back, chatting and singing, chaotic and noisy with young people, and it was very lively.

After singing a song, Luo Hao whispered that he had to go back, his mother's car had already arrived downstairs.

He begged for several days, and her mother only allowed him to come out for two hours.

He Zhao glanced around, but didn't see Zuo Rui, and replied, "Okay, I'll tell Zuo Rui later, I'll take you down, and say hello to Auntie by the way."

It was cold outside, He Zhao sent Luo Hao to his mother's car, and trotted in.He took out his mobile phone and played with it while slowly walking up the stairs. At this time, almost all the guests had finished eating and left, only their private room was still laughing and joking.

There is a corner in the middle of the wooden stairs that completely reverses the direction, which is probably a hidden arrangement. He Zhao doesn't know why he stopped there, but he stopped for a while.

At that moment, he heard Zuo Rui's voice: "...It's the first time I fell in love with someone like this. I always feel that if I don't say it, we'll be like this. Yi Shi, have you ever thought about getting a girl?" friend?"

He Zhao slipped his hand and almost dropped his phone on the stairs.

what's the situation?

He couldn't see anyone from his position, but no matter how noisy the sound came from the private room, he could clearly hear the slight tremor in Zuo Rui's voice.

She was nervous, and He Zhao was also nervous.

He Zhao held his breath and waited for Yi Shi's answer.

After a few seconds of silence, he heard Yi Shi say, "Sorry, I have someone I like."