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After talking on the phone with Chu Yao in the morning, Lin Kuan went to wash up in peace.He didn't forget that he had promised Ji Guitang last night to invite him to breakfast. It is estimated that Teacher Ji has already finished his run and is waiting in the dormitory for Lin Kuan to wake up to find him.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Lin Kuan took the keys and money and went out, knocked on the opposite side, and Ji Guitang's voice came from inside: "Here we are."

The door was quickly opened, Teacher Ji was wearing casual clothes, the TV was on, and the situation was about the same as he had imagined.

"Wake up so early, I thought you would sleep until at least nine o'clock."

Ji Guitang turned around and sat back in front of the TV.Lin Kuan walked in after him, without changing his shoes, and shook the key ring on his hand, making a "clang clack" sound.

"Come on, please have breakfast."

Teacher Ji turned his head immediately, and couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "You have a conscience, and you haven't forgotten it yet."

So the two happily went to eat the braised sausage powder.

Zhou was so leisurely that he could grow hair, so they got together in the afternoon to watch the football game.Gearing up and waiting until 01:30, just about to pull up the "banner" to cheer for the Rockets, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated suddenly, Lin Kuan and Ji Guitang both subconsciously looked at the screen, not knowing who sent a text message.

Lin Kuan put down the crude A4 paper with "Rocket" written on it in his hand, took his mobile phone to check the message, it was Song Wenke.

"Did you get in touch with your girlfriend?"

Ji Guitang, who was still in high spirits, turned his head to look at the screen, but when he realized that "Brother Wen" was displayed on it, the A1 paper with "NO.4" was also put down abruptly.

"Who was on the line when I called you last night? Could it be this Chief Song?" Teacher Ji couldn't laugh anymore, feeling cold in her heart, staring at Lin Kuan's side face, Said seriously.

Lin Kuan didn't hear anything wrong, but just nodded: "I don't know why, but I suddenly called to ask if I entered the wrong phone number, and I didn't even think about it."

Ji Guitang's originally frowning expression gradually became subtle, and he didn't know what to think, so he stopped talking and turned his head to continue watching TV.

The game has started.

Lin Kuan hurriedly replied a few words, then put the phone next to his buttocks, and focused on the game on TV.Ji Guitang opened another bag of melon seeds halfway, and the two of them gnawed and watched, and from time to time let out a roar of excitement when the competition was intense.

An hour later, the game was over.This time the Rockets lived up to expectations and won. They are all loyal fans of the Rockets, so they were naturally happy, so they cheered for a few minutes, and the two high-fived each other and hugged hard.

At first, I wanted to go out to eat spicy hot pot or something, but the director suddenly called Lin Kuan to do an urgent data entry, so Teacher Lin had to go back to his dormitory, and spent the next three hours typing a bunch of data. The student's physical test scores are spent.

***

Song Wenke also couldn't understand why he was always concerned about Lin Kuan's girlfriend. After exercising in the morning, his mind seemed to be clearer, and he recalled many diaphragmatic memories hidden in the horns in his brain, so he endured Can't help but make sure again.

"Ah... It's hard for Brother Wen to still remember my trivial matters [wiping sweat] She's fine. I called her in the morning, and the boss asked her to work overtime last night, so she didn't bring her mobile phone."

Lin Kuan was anxious to watch the game, coupled with some reasons that everyone knew well, he only explained half of the whole story.

Song Wenke replied with four words: "It's fine."

Let's just believe it's true.

If not true, how would he connect those weird facts together?

***

After the final physical examination, many teachers would discuss with Lin Kuan to allow students to study by themselves in the classroom.He was also happy and relaxed, reading a magazine in one class, and occasionally stealing a few Doudizhu, the time passed quickly.So when ordinary teachers are the busiest, Lin Kuan is very relaxed.

There was no class this morning, so Lin Kuan got up at [-]:[-], ready to go for a run after washing up, and have breakfast by the way.He and Ji Guitang usually come for morning jogs separately - you one three five I two four six, lest the two chat too happily and forget to run.

At 06:30, Lin Kuan ran out of the school gate on time, preparing to run around the Jiaotong Road, ending at the noodle soup shop he frequented most.Although it was still very early, several students of this day school entered the school one after another to start their morning reading. One or two students who knew Lin Kuan greeted him with sleepy eyes.

"Pay attention to rest, kid."

He simply replied and ran away along the road.The mornings in Guangdong are relatively cool in summer, and the air is never too bad, so most people still choose to do morning exercises. When passing by the park, he saw several old men doing Tai Chi.

Sometimes, Lin Kuan also wonders if he will become like this when he gets old, maybe he will go to the square dance with his aunt like a friend of women, and he can't help being very sad.

There were no cars on the road and it was very empty.A tall and slender man came running from far ahead. He had good eyesight, and seeing that this figure was familiar, he narrowed his eyes and took a closer look.

drink!Isn't that exactly Chief Song?

When the two got closer, Lin Kuan raised his hand and said, "Brother Wen!"

Song Wenke would not choose this path for his usual morning exercises.

In fact, Chu Yao's house is quite far from Lin Kuan's school, but Song Wenke came here from Chu Yao's house at 05:30 in the morning for two consecutive days, just to see if he could meet Lin Kuan.

Yesterday, I didn't see him until after [-] o'clock. Today Song Wenke tried again without giving up, but he did not expect to meet him head-on.

When he was far away from Lin Kuan, he could see the figure of that guy at a glance, his running movements were standard and regular, and he approached him unhurriedly.But Song Wenke didn't take the initiative to say hello on purpose, just wanted to see when Lin Kuan would find him.

Teacher Lin's eyesight was not blocked. After confirming that this person is really Song Wenke, he was quite happy: "What a coincidence, you also come for a morning run?"

After taking a few breaths, the two of them stopped slowly, and at the same time, they picked up the towels on the back of their necks and wiped the sweat from their heads.

"Well, good morning." Chief Song had no emotion on his face, but he was actually very proud because he correctly guessed Lin Kuan's morning running route.After all, with so many roads leading out of the school, it is not easy for the two to meet each other head-on.

Song Wenke and Lin Kuan hadn't seen each other since watching the exercise in the army last time. After chatting casually, they decided to run together. Lin Kuan said to Song Wenke, "I usually run around this road and arrive at You can have breakfast at the end-you have been there too! It is the noodle soup shop that you visited when you came to give a speech last time."

"Which one do you like to eat?" When people are extremely hungry, eating ordinary food will feel like they are tasting delicious food that they have never tasted before. The last time Song Wenke went to eat, he was also very hungry, and he said this I also want to eat.

"The sauerkraut in that store is very tasty when mixed into the soup. The beef balls are also purely hand-made. The soup base is the essence-it is said that the boss gets up at four o'clock every morning to make pork bone and shrimp soup, which is better than the soup with MSG. But last time you seemed to only eat wonton rice noodles."

Hearing what Lin Kuan said, Song Wenke's desire to eat that restaurant again became even stronger.So the two hit it off and headed for the long-lost soup noodle shop.

On the way to run, Song Wenke asked Lin Kuan what he was doing these days, and he answered truthfully.In fact, nothing happened at all. Lin Kuan's life has never been complicated. Apart from playing casual games and exercising, he usually reads various easy-to-understand digest magazines similar to "Reader".

Besides, he doesn't even need to attend classes recently, so it can be said that he has entered the summer vacation early.These words sounded in Song Wenke's ears, and there was only one message: Lin Kuan is free!

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about Lin Kuan running out of time when he wants to ask the other party out to play someday.Among his many friends, there are only a handful of teachers like Lin Kuan. Moreover, the physical education teacher is not specialized in physical education. If there is any trivial matter in school that can't find help for a while, he will be left to do it.

After running for about an hour, the noodle soup shop that the two of them yearned for was finally within sight.07:30 in the morning is the peak time for going to work and school, and there are many people in the store.Lin Kuan asked Song Wenke to find a place to rest for a while, and asked him what he wanted to eat, then went to order and pay.

Song Wenke is not used to carrying a mobile phone when he runs in the morning, and usually he has nothing on him except a towel.He is tall and strong, standing in front of others always straight like a poplar tree, it is difficult for people not to notice him.So it doesn't matter if you can't find a seat. If he sticks there for two or three minutes, the person sitting in front of him will naturally be scared and run away after eating.

The ceiling fan in the store was newly replaced this year. It has a powerful horsepower and blows on the top of his head, making it very cool.Song Wenke saw the people leaving, so he sat down on the empty seat. An aunt came up to clear the table. Seeing Chief Song's handsome face, she deliberately wiped the table twice carefully, which was called a clean one.

It's a pity that Chief Song's eyes were fixed on Lin Kuan standing in front of the counter, and he didn't pay attention to his aunt's expectant eyes.After ordering from the cashier, Lin Kuan took the receipt, then handed it to the uncle who was making the powder in the kitchen, and carefully explained to him which bowl does not require green onions and which bowl does not require salt.

It took five or six minutes to wait for the soup powder to be ready. Lin Kuan turned around and looked for Song Wenke. Seeing that the person was already sitting, he gestured to him, indicating that he would have to wait. Song Wenke nodded.

Standing there is boring, but there is no way.Lin Kuan stared at the spoonfuls of flour noodles tumbling in the kitchen pot, but was in a daze.

Song Wenke saw Lin Kuan standing there stupidly, and didn't know what he was looking at. His eyes moved down involuntarily, from his muscular upper arm to his narrow waist. He was wearing a close-fitting sportswear because of his morning exercise. The curves of the buttocks are fully outlined.

Although Lin Kuan has not been an athlete for a long time, he has never stopped doing necessary exercises. Although his body is not as good as Song Wenke's, it is still very attractive.The legs are slender, coupled with the unique muscular curves of the runners, all the way to the ankles, the legs are not much hair, and the whole body is covered with healthy wheat-colored skin, and the remaining sweat drops hang on the skin , Slowly slide down along the contracted muscles.

I, fuck...

Chief Song raised his right hand to cover his eyes in shame, pinched his thigh with his left hand, forced himself to turn around, and focused his gaze on the lines on the wooden table.

There were a lot of people, so the waiting time was inevitably longer, but finally both bowls of cinnamon powder were served.Lin Kuan took the sterilized chopsticks and spoon, and brought the bowls to Song Wenke safely and securely.

"Brother Wen, breakfast is here."

Hearing Lin Kuan's voice suddenly, Song Wenke raised his eyes as if frightened, and glanced at him hastily, with a distorted expression.

Lin Kuan put a bowl of noodles in front of Song Wenke, then sat opposite him, smiled and said, "Eat while it's hot."

Grabbing the chopsticks and spoon, Lin Kuan had just eaten two bites when Lin Kuan found that the person opposite him was completely still. He raised his head and stared at him strangely.

"Uh..." Stunned by Song Wenke's stare, Lin Kuan scratched his cheek in embarrassment, "Is there something on my face?"

Song Wenke's eyeballs slowly turned left and right twice, and then he let go of his weird expression: "It's nothing." Then he quickly grabbed the chopsticks and sucked the vermicelli.

Comrade Lin Kuan, who had no idea what happened, could only continue to eat his own noodles. The two of them kept silent and finished their breakfast. The speed was so fast that it only took a short time for a bowl of boiling hot soup noodles to be processed. 3 minutes.

During the process of eating, Song Wenke calmed down and thought about it. He felt that the range of his preferences might have expanded again. Before, he only preferred Chu Yu's white and tender type, who looked easy to bully, but since he met After Lin Kuan, he suddenly found that this figure looked very attractive.

This is a disease that needs to be cured.Not to mention that Lin Kuan and him are just friends, and the other party has a girlfriend. Although Song Wenke has always taken people by force in the past, he will not forcefully break up a pair of mandarin ducks knowing that the other party has a relationship.

What's more, he still has the ancestor of Chu Yao in his family.

After staying with Mrs. Song for a few days, after she was satisfied, Song Wenke stayed at Chu Yao's house for the rest of the time.He doesn't like to mix with Chu Yao's literary stuff, so he does his own thing.Apart from lying on the same bed at night, the two of them never dated again, and Chu Yao didn't talk much in front of him, in short, it was as boring as it could be.He couldn't help being annoyed by many things now when he thought about them.

Sometimes Song Wenke asked Chu Yu to go out with him to KTV to play with Huang Wenyan and his group. Chu Yao would go, but he would only show his face when facing the talkative Huang Wenyan.Invite him to drink—put the glass on the table and ignore it; beg him to sing—pass the microphone directly to Song Wenke; then roll the dice anyway, it’s not a difficult task—Master Chu just stand up and don’t go to the bathroom by himself I went, and I didn't give any face.

Not everyone can learn his lofty appearance, if it wasn't for Song Wenke's protection, he would have been made out of shape by those unscrupulous people, how could he be happy every day.After all, Chief Song learned all the knowledge of Genzheng Miaohong in the military academy, and he was a man who only played with this bunch of cronies when he was a child.

In terms of tactics, Huang Wenyan knows a lot more than Song Wenke. The latter only has aura and strength at best, and his brain is not as smart as others. The main reason why he can let Chu Yao act as a demon is that the other party is the person next to him. face.

Song Wenke thought that he had been "guarding his body" for Chu Yao for so long, and that the other party should at least give him a good look—you're not an enemy, would you be so indifferent to your lover?It's like your mother calling some uncles and aunts that you don't know, even if you've never met them before, at least you have to say hello and be polite, but Chu Yi doesn't.

In the past, Song Wenke would still think that Chu Yu was noble and special, but as the two of them got together longer and longer, he became a little reluctant to respond to Chu Yu's performance, which was Song Wenke's face, Chu Da The young master didn't care at all.

***

After breakfast, Lin Kuan and Song Wenke walked out of the noodle soup shop together. Song Wenke thought that he would have nothing to do when he went back so early, so he asked Lin Kuan what he planned to do next.

Lin Kuan thought for a while: "There is a Manchester United game at 08:30. I plan to go back and watch it. Brother Wen, do you want to come?"

Song Wenke thought it was feasible, so he followed Lin Kuan back to the dormitory.Most of the students entered the classroom during class, and there were few people on the school road, only the sparrows twittering and chattering on the tip of a branch could be heard.

"By the way, why haven't I seen what your girlfriend looks like after we've known each other for so long?" Chief Song was bored, and remembered about Lin Kuan's girlfriend again.

Hearing the other party mention this matter, Lin Kuan felt ashamed for a while, but he didn't expect him to remember it, so he could only answer hew and haw: "She doesn't like to take pictures." Lin Kuan took a photo together, using the reason of "I don't like taking pictures". Lin Kuan is used to being straightforward and doesn't mind much, so the two of them didn't have a decent photo.

"Oh, so... what is the personality of the younger brother and sister? I haven't found out yet." Song Wenke didn't give up, and wanted to get more information, just to know what kind of type Lin Kuan liked.

"She... is pretty good. She always acts like a baby to me, but she's also very sensible." Lin Kuan racked his brains to think about Chu Yu's image in his heart, and tried his best to get rid of those parts that were associated with men.

Originally, he had hoped that this woman would have some shortcomings, but from the other party's words, he heard that this girl was very popular with him, and Song Wenke wanted to find out more and more about who she was.

"I can bring her out to meet you when you have time some other day."

Lin Kuan could only agree to Song Wenke's light invitation, but actually his heart was already crying.

How come, where is he going to find something to turn Chu Yao into a woman?This is simply harder than climbing to the sky.