Five years simulation three years first

It can be said that Yu Shaochun got up from Feng Zhou in a state of embarrassment.

The classmate who was on top of him was thrown aside before he understood what happened. As soon as he raised his head to scold someone, he saw Yu Shaochun squatting on the ground next to him with his head down, motionless, like a sculpture.

The honest man thought he was crushed by others, so he quickly untied the rope tied around his leg and leaned over: "Mr. Yu, are you alright?"

"what?"

Yu Shaochun came back to his senses: "It's all right."

The classmate looked at him with probing eyes: "But Mr. Yu, your face is so red."

"Is there? It's hot."

Yu Shaochun touched his face, smiled awkwardly, and turned to look at Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou was already a little tired after being dragged along for so long, and with a piece of rope tied around his leg, he couldn't get up, so he could lie down as long as he could, so he took up the slack with peace of mind.

But he didn't expect that Yu Shaochun, that heartless person, would crawl over on both hands and feet.

Yu Shaochun shook him vigorously: "Feng Xueba, Feng Xueba, are you okay?"

Feng Zhou was speechless when he shouted: "You play less."

He stretched out his right hand to Yu Shaochun, and Yu Shaochun looked down at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The two were silent for a while, Feng Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "Pull me up."

Yu Shaochun responded and clasped his wrist.

Feng Zhou's wrist was very slender, and it glowed an almost transparent white under the bright sunlight.

It makes people suddenly have the urge to pinch it hard.

This thought almost flashed across his mind, but it caught him off guard with a sense of weightlessness.

Feng Zhou watched him for a long time, and had to remind him again: "Have you held enough?"

As if waking up from a dream, he quickly let go of Feng Zhou's hand, gave him an awkward smile, and then walked quickly to Li Guohao who was struggling with the crowd, pretending to be planning a plan.

Feng Zhouzhou looked at Yu Shaochun's back with a puzzled face, feeling that he was really abnormal in the past few days.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he could still find that Yu Shaochun was in a daze most likely because he was looking at him in a daze.Feng Zhou didn't know what he had in mind, and for a while he was indifferent, and for a while he reconciled with him as if nothing had happened.

He thought of the conversation with Chen Si a few days ago, and there was an idea in his heart that was ready to come out, but it was too unrealistic, and finally he swallowed it silently.

The training of "multiple people and multiple feet" was called off due to the reason of the venue. Feng Zhou was happy to relax and sat on the bench under the willow tree unmoved and took out his mobile phone.As soon as he unlocked the lock screen, he suddenly remembered that two weeks ago, Yu Shaochun told him that he was in this position two weeks ago, and that he would give a birthday present to a girl he likes.

I like girls.

So that's even more unlikely to be the reason, right?

Heaven and man were at war in Feng Zhou's mind, so he clicked on the question bank of Dayuan Souqi, picked out a set of papers, and started to do it. While doing it, his thoughts wandered inexplicably.He sighed, and his gaze unhurriedly climbed up to Yu Shaochun who was chatting among the crowd.

He didn't know when he started, but he could always find this person accurately among a bunch of people.

There are plenty of people who are better-looking or have personality than him, but Feng Zhou only thinks that Yu Shaochun is the best one to find, and it has nothing to do with appearance or the iconic orange clothes.

It's just because he is eye-catching enough in his own eyes.

【Kepler】2021/04/0310:50:34

Excuse me, I want to ask you a question

· My friend has a female friend and they have a good relationship

·One day, that girl suddenly alienated my friend for no reason

·why is that?

After he finished asking, his eyes locked on Yu Shaochun again.He saw that this person was chatting on the left side, and he was able to intervene on the right side, and even if the two sides worked together, he could do it with ease.

Feng Zhou was somewhat envious of this silky social ability.

Yu Shaochun took out his cell phone from his pocket, and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.Feng Zhou bowed his head quickly, pretending to be serious about writing the question.

Just felt like a voyeur.

A QQ message pops up on the phone:

【莪昰迩的命】2021/04/0310:52:03

Did your friend do anything weird?

【Kepler】2021/04/0310:52:31

·No

·Only normal social interaction

The other side was silent for a while, and replied to him:

【莪昰迩的命】2021/04/0310:54:25

That girl might like your friend

Sure enough, do you like it again?

Feng Zhou hadn't guessed this possibility before.There is not much difference in his views on homosexuality and heterosexuality, but the most unbelievable thing for him is that there are people who like him.

After all, he has no friends except Chen Si since he was a child, and he is considered a genius to some extent.

He matured precociously in elementary school. When a group of little kids with snotty noses running around in the street chased after him and called "freak", he didn't even look at him. When he was a little older, he began to think about how a child who can't even spell the phonetic alphabet has grown up. How did I learn such a difficult word "freak", and finally came to a conclusion——

Mostly from neighbors and parents in the neighborhood.

In junior high school, Feng Tiancai took the lead in isolating Feng Zhou, hiding his textbooks and pencil case, scratching his exam papers, and pretending that the teacher sent him to the office.But in Feng Zhou's eyes, these were not as important as a final physics question, and in the end, this group of junior school bullies gradually lost their interest.

But Feng Zhou couldn't forget those malicious eyes.

It can also be said that since he was a child, the kindness he received was limited to his grandmother, Chen Si, Chen Si's mother, plus the current Yu Shaochun and the second experimental class.

Most of his occasional mood swings are due to those old things, more anger and grievance.But now it is too rare to be frequently scratched because of a person's attitude.

This shouldn't be, Feng Zhou said to himself, Yu Shaochun has someone he likes, she is a girl, lively, lovely and generous a hundred times better than himself, as a friend, one should pray that Yu Shaochun can succeed in pursuing love.

But he could still think of Yu Shaochun's unconcealable joy when he mentioned that girl.

Even a dull person like him can feel it.

Feng Zhou shook his head, temporarily attributing the reason for his unhappiness to "If Yu Shaochun fell in love, he would neglect his friend." With a slight movement of his fingers, he turned to the next page of the paper.

Yu Shaochun who was standing not far away quietly looked away and sighed heavily.

Tang Qian poked him: "President Yu, what are you looking at?"

"I see..." Yu Shaochun thought for a while, "Look at the scenery."

"Is there any scenery to see?" Tang Qian looked puzzled, "There are only a few things, what can I see?"

Yu Shaochun said in his heart that of course you don't understand, and then he quietly glanced over.He watched Feng Zhou adjust his glasses, and tapped his hands on the back of the chair irregularly, as if immersed in the great discovery of some scientist.

The wrist he just pinched, he thought, very thin, fine skin, very...  

Depend on.

This describes how it looks like a pervert.

Before he had time to scold himself in his heart, Tang Qian said again: "You can't be watching..."

"What are you looking at?" Yu Shaochun asked alertly.

"Are you looking at the music teacher?" Tang Qian seemed to have discovered something, and his tone suddenly became excited, "Mr. Yu, do you also think the music teacher is good-looking? I think the music teacher is the most beautiful female teacher in the school. "

The music teacher was jogging with his English teacher on the playground. When he saw the students in his class, he waved with a smile on his face.

Yu Shaochun smirked, thinking that whatever you want to think is whatever it is, as long as you are happy.

He sighed resignedly, feeling that this road is a long way to go.

The physical education teacher went to the basketball court to play a lesson with Tite, and now he came back after a stroll.He looked at the time, and blew a whistle: "Assemble, assemble!"

Feng Zhou put his phone back in his pocket, and slowly walked back to stand in line.

"How are you doing in the sports meeting?" the physical education teacher asked.

The second group looked at each other, and they were embarrassed to tell him that "there are many people and many feet" and they suffered Waterloo after practicing twice.

Li Guohao felt that he had a lot of responsibility as a sports committee, so he took a step forward bravely, and was about to explain his negligence, when he heard the physical education teacher say: "Pay attention to safety and practice is almost enough. Friendship is the first and competition is the second. Today should also It's time to eat, whoever puts up the equipment should do it, and let's eat after putting it away."

After the translation, it means that you were not expected to win the ranking in the class, so just join in the fun and have fun.

What a coincidence.

Yu Shaochun looked at Feng Zhouxiang who stayed behind to deliver the equipment.

Li Guohao and Tang Qian sighed and walked ahead holding the football and the mat. The voice of the young man was carried by the wind, lingering in the ears erratically for a while, and then flew into the distance.

The equipment warehouse is not far from the playground, only a few steps away, but Yu Shaochun feels that it is too far away.

The sun was shining brightly above his head, and Feng Zhou's back in front of him was terribly cold.

He took a deep breath and was about to say something when Feng Zhou opened the door of the equipment storage.A burst of musty dust hit his face, choking him so much that he had to close his mouth.

Li Guohao and the two were in a hurry to eat, so they left after throwing their things away. The mats were piled up on one side, looking very sad.

Feng Zhou squatted down, put the cushions neatly on the side, and then tidied up the stacked roadblocks next to them, and put them neatly against the wall.

His hand clasped the red barricade, so white that it was a little transparent.

Yu Shaochun suddenly felt a little dry, and reached out to grab his wrist.

Feng Zhou looked up at him inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

"Shall we have dinner together later?" Yu Shaochun blurted out.

Damn, I didn't mean to say that.

Feng Zhou nodded: "Sure, but do you have to say it here?"

"I......"

The beautiful sunlight at noon penetrated through the gaps in the ivy leaves, and then through the fence window of the small warehouse, casting a slanting shadow of the sun in, illuminating the floating dust in a room.Feng Zhou's face was hidden behind the mist, and his expression was somewhat unclear.

The world was very quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat and the sound of the ivy growing wildly outside the window.

"What is my place in your heart?"

After Yu Shaochun asked, he felt a little dizzy.

Crazy, crazy.

I don't know if it was the panic of pinching his wrist more than ten minutes ago that bewitched him, or the deceitful "Kocham Ci" when we had dinner together a few nights ago aroused the greed that had been quelled.

"You?" Feng Zhou looked at him without any violent emotion in his eyes, "Friend?"

He seemed to see that there was something wrong with Yu Shaochun's face, and tentatively changed his statement: "Uh...brother? Confidant?"

But Guan Yu and Zhang Fei would not dream about each other's wrists, and Song Jiang would not look at Lu Zhishen with that kind of gentle eyes.

But you said, are brothers and confidants?

Did you really not feel it at all?

Yu Shaochun's mind was in a mess, so he just pulled Feng Zhou to stand in the small equipment warehouse.The smell of inferior plastic permeated the surroundings, which made people feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly wanted to express what was in his heart.

The feelings of young people are like shaken canned soda, sealing the enthusiasm with the unopened pull ring, looking forward to and fearing the huge heartbeat that will burst out after pulling it open with a "boo".

But in the end, he still packed those words back into his heart, put on a smiling face, let go of his hands and asked nonchalantly: "It's okay, I just want to ask my good brother Feng Xueba what he wants to eat for lunch?"

The author has something to say: Fushimi Momoyama's soy milk mochi is so good (rolling around with strawberry Daifuku)