The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

Pei Zheng originally thought that a pampered young master like Zhai Shen wouldn't be able to stay in his sweltering rented house for long, but he managed to stay until dusk.

In the middle of the afternoon, I finished copying the homework I brought, but Zhai Shen didn't say a word about leaving. He found a textbook and sat beside Pei Zheng, holding it deeply like Pei Zheng, but it was a pity that ten minutes later, His eyelids started to fight and he almost fell onto the table.

Di Shen dropped the book, half-closed his eyes, groped for Pei Zheng's bedroom with ease, and fell straight on the bed.

Pei Zheng only wrote half of the test paper, so he didn't listen to Zhai Shen's movements, and somehow felt a little uncomfortable.

He put down his pen, got up and entered the bedroom, and saw Zhai Shen lying on his bed, his lips slightly parted, his chest pressed against his own pillow, sleeping very soundly.

He slept well in such a hot environment.

Even with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, there was no sign of waking up at all. Pei Zheng shook him twice, and Zhai Shen frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and groaned and said something.

Pei Zheng was afraid that he would suffer from the heat, so he stretched out his hand to pull the pillow under his arms, and before he pulled out a piece, he found that Zhai Shen was hugging him even tighter.

"Don't move." Zhai Shen said vaguely, even if he was asleep, the tone of his words was still threatening.

"This is my pillow." Pei Zheng whispered.

Zhai Shen didn't respond.

Pei Zheng stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, then sighed and walked out of the bedroom.

When Zhai Shen woke up, he felt as if he had been submerged in water. He propped himself up in confusion, squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. The sunset outside the window painted half of the sky, and he seemed to have suddenly fallen into an unreal world. .

The fan was whistling, and Zhai Shen, who was lonely after waking up, turned his head and saw a familiar figure from behind.

Zhai Shen had never thought Pei Zheng's back looked so good.

"Pei Zheng?" Zhai Shen called him.

"Yeah." Pei Zheng put down the book and looked back at him.

Di Shen slumped his shoulders and rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"06:30." Pei Zheng replied.

Zhai Shen was stunned for a moment, then looked out the window, the time line in his head gradually became clear, "I have slept for more than three hours? Why didn't you wake me up?"

Pei Zheng pondered for two seconds, then asked him seriously: "How can I wake you up?"

Has he never tried it?Zhai Shen in his sleep was more difficult to deal with than the sick Zhai Shen. He seemed to be keeping away from the living. If he was not careful, he would attack him. Pei Zheng's chest hurts even now, and he was slapped by Zhai Shen.

Zhai Shen was a little embarrassed. He knew a little bit about his sleeping virtues. He rubbed his head on the pillow twice, like a big cat acting coquettishly, "Pei Zheng, your house is so hot!"

Pei Zheng glanced at the electric fan that had been blowing on him, and said helplessly, "Don't rub your sweat on my pillow."

"Your pillow is almost rotten." Zhai Shen said, he had been hugging it tightly when he fell asleep, and now he smelled of sweat, "I'm going to wash my hair."

Pei Zheng let out a "huh" and watched Zhai Shen get up unsteadily, rubbing his eyes and wandering out of the bedroom with a look of unsteady walking.

After waiting for a few minutes, he heard Zhai Shen call him again. Pei Zheng got up and walked towards the bathroom. Zhai Shen was squatting on the ground, looking up at the messy water pipes, and commanded Pei Zheng unceremoniously, "Bring me some water."

When he woke up from sleep, he forgot where he screwed it before.

Pei Zheng took off the shower on the wall, screwed a few places on the wall, and warm water gushed out from the shower, "Hold it, you won't let me wash it for you?"

Zhai Shen just retracted his outstretched hand, "That's fine, thank you."

He was so lazy that he couldn't move. Pei Zhengli stood there looking at Zhai Shen for half a minute, but Zhai Shen didn't move, squatting there with his knees hugged. It was obvious that it was not a joke just now.

Pei Zheng really didn't expect that Di Shen would really borrow the slope to get off the donkey.

The shower in his hand was aimed at Zhai Shen's head, and Zhai Shen was shocked. Zhai Shen unconsciously shook his head twice, and the water splashed everywhere, wetting Pei Zheng's trousers.

Pei Zheng immediately reached out and pressed his head, "Be quiet."

"Yeah." Zhai Shen yawned, squinted his eyes and answered, still not fully awake.

The water was hitting the top of his head, one hand was running through his hair, and the scent of shampoo filled the tip of his nose, which was the smell Zhai Shen had smelled in the Internet cafe last time.

With this picture and the feel of the hand, Pei Zheng suddenly had the illusion that he was rubbing the head of a resting tiger. The "tiger" under his hand is very well-behaved, and the fluffy hair under the water does not make people feel prickly at all, and is so soft that it will make people feel uncomfortable. I suspect that this should not have grown on Zhai Shen's stubborn head.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water stopped, and a towel was thrown on Zhai Shen's head. Pei Zheng's voice was as cold as ever, "Wipe it yourself."

Reluctantly, Zhai Shen raised his hands and stood up, rubbing his hair with a dry towel. Pei Zheng had already gone out, and he stared blankly at the mirror for a while, his half-closed eyes widened, and he said to himself, "Damn it? Did Pei Zheng really wash it for me?"

When his hair was half-dry, Zhai Shen couldn't stay in the bathroom any longer. The refreshment from washing his hair before turned into hot and humid within ten minutes. He walked to the door of the bedroom, leaned half on the door frame, and faced The person in front of the desk said: "Pei Zheng, your skills are good, I will order you again next time."

Pei Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at him. There was a bit of unclear scrutiny in his eyes, as well as inexplicable aggression, as if he would be pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground in the next second. Zhai Shen unconsciously lost his momentum, and added: "...hair washing technique."

The sun had already disappeared when he left Pei Zheng's house. Pei Zheng sent Zhai Shen to the alley, and Zhai Shen waved his hand, "Okay, now I know the way."

Pei Zheng let out a "hmm" and stopped.

Di Shen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Damn it, you're really willing to give up half a step, you wouldn't have waited for me to say this long ago, would you?"

Pei Zheng then took another half step forward, as if he was humiliating Zhai Shen.

Zhai Shen laughed angrily, the two of them stayed together this day, the distance was closer than 01:30, and there were not so many taboos in speaking, "Pei Zheng, to be honest, your living environment is too difficult, change another The place can be rented."

Pei Zheng put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "It's cheap, no money!"

"You can stay at my house, it's just convenient for me to copy homework." This thought flashed in Zhai Shen's mind. If Pei Zheng lived in his house, at least he wouldn't have to worry about homework every day. Copying homework in the morning is also very urgent.

"No." Pei Zheng refused without showing any face.

Zhai Shen had already guessed that Pei Zheng would not agree, so he didn't force much, "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

Pei Zheng nodded slightly, "See you tomorrow."

When walking out of the dilapidated alley, Zhai Shen turned his head subconsciously. There was no light in the alley, only relying on the bright moonlight to bring some light, Pei Zheng's figure gradually drifted away and disappeared around the corner.

There are neon lights and lively streets in front of you, and a dilapidated and dark back. A long and narrow alleyway seems to divide the world into two kinds of appearances.

The colorful world in his eyes can't actually cover everyone's life.

Di Shen didn't call a car, and walked home from the small road in the night breeze. Di's father hadn't come back yet, and Di's mother was pruning flowers and branches with scissors. Eaten dinner yet?"

Zhai Shen and Pei Zheng ate a lot around the square table at noon, and didn't feel hungry at the moment, "I haven't eaten, I'm not hungry yet."

Di's mother put down the scissors and got up, "There is supper for your dad in the kitchen, I'll make some for you to fill your stomach."

"Mom, I'm not hungry." Zhai Shen shouted.

Di Ma heard the words and said earnestly: "You are careful to hurt your stomach if you have a meal like this, so just eat a little."

Di Shen naturally couldn't hold back Mama Di, so he dropped his schoolbag to wash his hands, and came back to sit at the dining table.

"Didn't you say you were going to study at a classmate's house? Why did you come back at this time?" Mama Zhai handed the bowl and chopsticks to him, and sat down opposite him.

Zhai Shen put the food into his mouth and replied, "Go to Pei Zheng's house, I didn't remember the time."

"Last time I heard that Zhengzheng lived not far away? It's impolite for you to stay so late and disturb his family's rest." Di Ma said.

The chopsticks in Zhai Shen's hand paused, "It's okay, he lives alone."

Zhai's mother frowned. Zhai Shen and Pei Zheng were classmates, and Pei Zheng's family was willing to let him live alone in the third year of high school. Most boys can't take care of themselves well, no wonder they are so thin.

"Then just let Zhengzheng come to eat at home more." Zhai's mother said.

Zhai Shen wanted to refuse directly, but he suddenly thought that there was hot food waiting for him when he came back, but Pei Zheng was alone in that house, except for studying. She lost her current cold and hard-to-get-together temperament.

"That's fine, next time I tie him back, mom, you have to cook yourself!" Zhai Shen joked.

Di's mother was also amused by Di Shen's words, and she gave him a look, "Okay, Mom will definitely cook and entertain."

Di Shen threw the bowls and chopsticks into the pool after eating, and washed his hands after thinking about it. When Zhai's mother entered the kitchen, she was stunned for a moment, "My dear son, what stimulated you today?"

Although the family education of the Zhai family is not bad, but because Zhai's mother seldom does some housework, Zhai Shen has learned to follow the example. Over the years, his temper has not changed, but if he can be lazy, he should choose to be lazy as much as possible. He has almost never done anything like washing dishes.

"I'm not stimulated, I want to try it." Zhai Shen said.

Zhai Shen kept rubbing his hands, the pool was full of foam, he had a sudden whim, and now he regretted it a bit, the detergent was squeezed too much, his hands were still slippery and greasy after washing for a long time.

I didn't plan to wash it at first, but I thought that the boy Pei Zheng would come to everything by himself. Although the house was a bit dilapidated, everything was in order. His grades were not as good as others, but in terms of life skills, he could not even Pei Zheng is not as good as it!

But in actual operation, he found that it seemed to be really not as good.

He almost smashed the plate even for something as simple as washing a bowl.