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When going to school the next day, Zuo Zhan was holding a stack of papers in his hand, and when he looked closely, he noticed that the word apology was written all over it.

Zou Zhi purposely went to his seat and turned around, staring at the word "apology" on that side, his smiling eyes creased.

"How do you think about it?"

Zuo Zhan rubbed his hands, but didn't speak.

Today's morning self-study did not read aloud, but gave up the three ten minutes to Zuo Zhan.

"Zuo Zhan, come and talk."

The teacher in charge called Zuo Zhan to the side of the podium with a straight face.

Zuo Zhan looked down at the paper he wrote, cleared his throat and spoke.

"I'm sorry for the incident that I hit Zou Zhi yesterday. It's a personal grievance between us. I'm sorry when I put it in the class, so that it affects the study of the students. This is what I feel most sorry about. Classmate Zou Zhi, although he talked about my past and my family, this is my real past. I shouldn't shoot him just because he said a few exaggerated words, or even cause a concussion. So far, Zou Zhi Classmate Zhi, you don’t have to pay for the medical expenses, just like what my parents said, you can come to me if you feel uncomfortable in the future, and I can report it to you.”

After this apology, Zou Zhi was the one who couldn't step down in the end.

He was a little embarrassed when he was beaten up in front of his classmates, and he wanted to get it back when Zuo Zhan apologized, but he didn't expect that not only did he not get it back, but he also lost face even more.

Zuo Zhan's meaning is obvious, I can give you a concussion because you asked for it, let you bully behind people's backs, and if I want to beat you, I will still beat you. Anyway, you don't need to pay for medical treatment. I will pay for your medical treatment no matter what you do, and I don't care about the small amount of money for your medical treatment.

Zhang Zifan laughed as he listened, Zuo Zhan still had sharp teeth.

However, Zuo Zhan was still punished. He made a minor demerit, and moved his seat from the first row to the last row. He was next to Zhang Zifan, and Zhang Zifan was only separated from Yang Huai.

Since Zhang Zifan transferred to this class, Yang Huai discovered that Zuo Zhan had a new tail, Zhang Zifan.

Usually, the two of them go to the bathroom together, but now Zhang Zifan gave Zuo Zhan a look and left. Compared with his expression to himself, it was a heaven and a world.

He usually eats with Zuo Zhan. He and Zuo Zhan sit together. Now Zhang Zifan and Zuo Zhan eat together. I can understand what it feels like to talk with just a glance, but I can't get through any signals like myself.

Not to mention going to live at Zuo Zhan's house, Zuo Zhan left with Zhang Zifan as soon as school was over, saying he wanted to live at his house.

It went on like this for two weeks until Saturday.

The curriculum arrangement of the second year of high school is different from that of the first year of high school. The second year of high school starts to make up classes on Saturday, but there is a holiday at noon.

That night Yang Huai went to attend a junior high school classmate's birthday. After eating, he came out and noticed that it was near Zuo Zhan's house, so he went to Zuo Zhan's house.

Originally, he planned to go home if no one knocked on the door. Anyway, now that he has the key card, he doesn't have to wait outside.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Zhang Zifan opening the door of Zuo Zhan's house with a key. There were still a lot of things on the ground. The bags were from a nearby supermarket. He noticed the key in his hand again. It's not Zuo Zhan's, it looks like it's new.

Yang Huai felt the pain in his hand when he held the door card that was treasured in his palm.

Zhang Zifan noticed him, and asked suspiciously: "Yang Huai? Why are you here? You live next door?"

The anti-theft door was rattled by the key and didn't open. Zuo Zhan opened it from the inside. As soon as the door was opened, he came here: "I said you have too many hands, you can't even open a door?!"

"Huh? Yang Huai?"

Zuo Zhan was wearing an apron, which was not available at his house before. At this time, he looked at the things in the bag, they were all ingredients, and remembered that Zuo Zhan used to only make eggs for him, and he almost vomited after eating.

"Well... I just attended my classmate's... birthday. I thought I'd come to see you so late, but I didn't expect you to be at home. Well, then I'll go first."

Zhang Zifan entered the house with the bag, turned around and called Yang Huai: "Why go, come in, are you full there, Zuo Zhan is developing cooking skills, come in and try."

"No, I'm about to throw up."

After finishing speaking, it seemed that he didn't even have time to wait for the elevator, so he walked directly up the stairs.

"The number of floors is quite high, why did he go up the stairs?"

"But I ate too much for dinner and want to lose weight." Zuo Zhan closed the door.

Yang Huai went out of the community and took a taxi. After reporting his destination, he leaned on the back of his chair to watch the scenery, but his eyes were not in focus.

The driver was an uncle in his 40s. Seeing him like this, he asked, "What's the matter, boy, have you lost your relationship?"

Yang Huai was taken aback by the words, pointed at himself and said, "I seem to be broken in love?"

"Don't be embarrassed, you are quite handsome, but there are everyone here, and there are those who don't like handsome guys. You don't have to be sad, there are not too many women."

What Yang Huai meant was that there was broken love written on my face, why did it unfold so much.

"Don't look at me now that I'm old. When I was young, I also fascinated many girls..." Uncle Balabala said too much, and Yang Huai went in and out of his ears, but he was thinking: I look really good. Is it like a broken love?

After getting off the car, the uncle was still persuading him, but he didn't listen to a word, and went upstairs a little disappointed.

He was thinking when he was changing his shoes, he was thinking when he was taking a shower, and finally lying on the bed, he finally thought of the problem: why is he so sad, why is Zuo Zhan not with him and has new friends, why is he so sad, Like being robbed?

He remembered the moment when Zuo Zhan kissed him when he took the photo at the end of last semester. He thought about Zuo Zhan all afternoon.

He stood up abruptly, could it be that!Could it be that!He likes Zuo Zhan!

Is he crazy!

Zuo Zhan made a pot for dinner, put potatoes, corn, beans, and pork ribs into the pot and stewed together. Zhang Zifan tasted it and didn't say it was good or bad. He just said: "It doesn't matter, as long as I don't eat eggs, I will be satisfied." gone."

He deliberately put a lot of corn and pork ribs, and Zhang Zifan ate all the corn, but he didn't eat any more after taking a bite, saying it wasn't delicious, but the ribs were cooked, so both of them ate them.

After eating, while Zuo Zhan was washing the dishes, Zhang Zifan went to take a shower.

The two of them lived at Zhang Zifan's house before, saying that his parents missed this godson a little bit, so they stayed there for two weeks. Cooking, I was afraid that it would not taste good, but then Zuo Zhan showed his skills there, of course he made fried rice with eggs, and Zhang's mother saw that the two children didn't want to stay here, so she let them go.

The house has not lived in for two weeks. When I came back this afternoon, I cleaned it. Zhang Zifan went to the supermarket to buy a lot of ingredients, saying that he wanted to practice his skills.

After the dishes were washed, Zhang Zifan probably just rinsed them, and he also came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair and asked, "Why did you add so many toiletries?"

In the past, Zuo Zhan also had the habit of buying a lot of things at once, but he always bought the same thing. Now there are a lot of supplies in the bathroom. Picking up one and smelling it, it was Zuo Zhan's least favorite smell before.

No way, he's only gone for a year, and Zuo Zhan has changed?

Zuo Zhan followed his gaze and found that Yang Huai added them slowly after he lived here, because Yang Huai was not used to some of them, so he bought them himself.

"Oh, Yang Huai lived here for a while, he bought it himself."

"Yang Huai? You two have a good relationship?"

"Well, it's okay, he's clingy, but he's a nice guy, he doesn't care much."

"I can still hear it from your mouth. That's really good. I'm still worried. Will you have any new friends while I'm gone?"

"Stop farting there, I can't live without you?"

"Look at your mean face, tsk tsk."

It was Zuo Zhan's kick that answered Zhang Zifan, "Go over there, I want to take a bath."

When Yang Huai arrived on Monday morning, Zuo Zhan noticed the dark circles under his eyes that almost fell to his chin.

Zhang Zifan spent the two days off just playing, he didn't bring home his homework, and when he came here, he just focused on making up his homework, and he didn't even lift his head when his deskmate came.

"Yang Huai, what's the matter with you, did you go overnight yesterday?"

Yang Huai and the others often book a night in an Internet cafe, and they can only snuggle up on the sofa when they are sleepy, and they can't sleep well.

When Yang Huai heard Zuo Zhan's voice, his hands trembled, as if he had been relieved of strength, and the schoolbag that was supposed to be placed next to the table slammed on the marble floor.

"Ah? What did you say?"

His reflection Zuo Zhan directly corresponded to his symptoms of not having a good rest in the Internet cafe, and he was not asking. Instead, he was provoking Zhang Zifan, shaking his desk, and the pen tip pierced his elbow. Zhang Zifan was about to close him. Homework, I was in such a hurry, but I couldn't hide, so I just stood there and endured it. When I finished my homework, I looked at my elbow, and Zuo Zhan made a lot of ink in that circle, so he was annoyed. Zhan asked for wet wipes, Zuo Zhan handed him one.

Yang Huai watched from the sidelines, full of envy.

After morning self-study, Zhang Zifan dragged Zuo Zhan to the toilet. Yang Huai watched them go out from the back door, then lay down on the table and buried his face in it. Zhu Zilong at the front table turned around and pushed him.

"What are you doing?" Yang Huai's voice came out muffled.

"Didn't you feel that Zuo Zhan became much happier after Zhang Zifan came?"

"Yeah." Cheerful, he felt like he didn't know him anymore.

"What's the matter with you again?"

Yang Huai made a smoking gesture with his fingers together, and gave Zhu Zilong a look. Zhu Zilong looked at the time and said, "Come on, class will start soon, hold on for a while."

Yang Huai was lying on the table bored again, Zhu Zilong asked: "Why don't you see Zuo Zhan together recently?"

"Zuo Zhan is with Zhang Zifan every day, and I feel that they are too strong, and I can't get in."

"You finally jumped out of Zuo Zhan's hole. To be honest, I was worried about you before. Didn't you say that if Zuo Zhan was a woman, you would not keep him? When you and Zhao Xinmin broke up I also wonder if you want to have sex with Zuo Zhan, now it seems that I am overthinking."

Yang Huai was puzzled, did he say that?Did he have thoughts about Zuo Zhan before? Is he really crazy!