Too much

The weather turned cold only suddenly, at the beginning of September, Qi Jingchen accompanied Shen Zeming to the hospital to remove the plaster cast on his arm.

The doctor took a film, and the fractures have healed, but the doctor still told Shen Zeming not to lift heavy objects or do strenuous activities for half a year.

Standing by the side, Qi Jingchen listened more seriously than Shen Zeming, and took a small notebook to write them down carefully.

It was just after ten o'clock when I came out of the hospital, and the leave I took with Mr. Li was until the afternoon

The first class was just over, Shen Zeming was reluctant to go back to class, and after spending a long time in front of the hospital, Qi Jingchen finally agreed to take the bus with him to the pedestrian street in the city center.

Shen Zeming seldom came to the pedestrian street, and the only few times were when Shen Ming's relatives came. Song Lan, out of face, only brought Shen Zelin with him and his relatives would gossip, so he had no choice but to bring him along.

Shen Zeming heard from his classmates a long time ago that there is a coffee shop in the pedestrian street where wishes can be stored for a period of ten years, and mysterious gifts will be rewarded when wishes are fulfilled.

Although it sounds childish, Shen Zeming is very moved.

This coffee shop is called Ru Ye, but there is nothing written on the dark brown wooden plaque above the store entrance, which means nothing.

Shen Zeming took Qi Jingchen straight to the order counter, he didn't have money to buy expensive coffee, he only wanted the cheapest one in the shop.

While waiting for the order, the young lady at the order counter smiled and asked if they would like to leave two wishes here.

Before she finished speaking, Shen Zeming nodded impatiently, quickly took the note and glass bottle from the young lady, and dragged Qi Jingchen to write on the coffee table beside him.

Today is Friday, there are not many people in the store, Shen Zeming pushed one of the glass bottles in front of Qi Jingchen and asked him to write.

Qi Jingchen glanced at the glass bottle, and asked blankly, "Is it useful to write?"

"Make a wish." Shen Zeming had already begun to write, and replied without raising his head: "I heard they said that making a wish here is very spiritual. If the wish comes true, there will be a mysterious prize."

Hearing that Qi Jingchen showed a disgusted expression, Shen Zeming gave a "tsk", Qi Jingchen frowned, picked up the pen condescendingly, but refused to put it down.

"You don't have a wish?" Shen Zeming stuffed the note into the glass bottle and looked up at him, "It will be your birthday in a few days, why should you have a birthday wish?"

Qi Jingchen's voice was light: "It's not my birthday."

"I will accompany you this year." Shen Zeming looked at him with bright eyes, "There is no child who does not have a birthday. I will help you realize your birthday wish!"

He wanted to make up for Qi Jingchen's regret.

Qi Jingchen gave him a steady look, and finally agreed to write, "What you say is what you say."

"Of course!"

The waiter brought them coffee, asked the time limit, and took away their glass bottles. Three minutes later, two small cards were sent.

[578 years]

[579 years]

.After one o'clock in the afternoon, the two went back to school after having lunch outside. On the way back, Qi Jingchen received a call from Sheng Juan.

Sheng Juan was probably playing cards outside, and the voice on the phone was very noisy. She was busy picking cards, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Shen Zeming was a little curious, "What did Aunt Sheng tell you?"

Qi Jingchen said: "She asked me to go back with you after school in the afternoon, Song Lan please have dinner."

"Oh." Shen Zeming nodded, not interested in continuing to ask.

There is no late self-study on Fridays. After the last self-study class, it means that the weekend has begun.

Yang Tianfeng packed his things, threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, walked to Qi Jingchen's desk, and asked, "Are you going to play ball? You haven't played with us for a few days."

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Zeming twice.

Since Qi Jingchen raised a point last time, Yang Tianfeng is no longer as rude and overbearing towards Shen Zeming as before. Although he is not very friendly, at least he will not vent his anger on Shen Zeming for no reason.

"No." Qi Jingchen glanced at him, his attitude was much gentler, "I have something to do at home."

Yang Tianfeng was obviously dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He nodded and called the others to leave.

Shen Zeming wrote down his weekend homework on a pad, raised his head, looked at the backs of Yang Tianfeng and the group, and asked Qi Jingchen seemingly unintentionally: "It's been a long time since you played with them, is it... because I ?"

Qi Jingchen was packing his things, but he paused for a moment when he heard this, and said, "Not all of them."

Shen Zeming turned to look at him without speaking.

"I didn't like exercising at first." Qi Jingchen said slowly, "I sweat every time after exercising. It's dirty. I don't like it."

When he said this, he frowned, as if disgusted to the extreme.

"But I have to play with them." Qi Jingchen paused for a moment, and then said, "This is the law of normal people's interpersonal relationship."

Hearing this, Shen Zeming couldn't help asking: "Aren't you a normal person?"

"I'm not." Qi Jingchen replied calmly.

Shen Zeming frowned slightly, and wanted to continue talking, but Qi Jingchen changed the subject, obviously not intending to continue, so he had no choice but to give up.

When they got home, all the dishes had been served on the table, and they waited for everyone to eat.

Song Lan and Sheng Juan were sitting there chatting and laughing. Seeing Qi Jingchen and Shen Zeming, Sheng Juan rushed forward and took Shen Zeming's left hand to look carefully, and sighed: "It's good, Auntie has been worried about your body these days. I haven't had time to thank you in person for saving our Jingchen."

Before Shen Zeming could speak, Song Lan let out an "ah" and said angrily, pretending to be intimate, "What are you doing! We are all a family, so why not be polite."

At this time, Qi Jingchen put his hand on Shen Zeming's back, and said in a neutral way: "Auntie, I'm hungry."

"Look, I forgot that you two just finished class, come and eat." Song Lan called a few people over to sit down and prepare to eat.

Qi Jingchen sat down beside Shen Zeming, and put his right hand on Shen Zeming's shoulder naturally.

Shen Zelin, who had been sitting on a chair with his head down all the time playing a game console, raised his head, his eyes were piercing, he looked at Qi Jingchen, then at Shen Zeming, and finally his eyes stayed on Qi Jingchen's finger on Shen Zeming's forearm for a long time.

Shen Zeming noticed something, looked back blankly, pinched Qi Jingchen's fingers again, and signaled him to put his hand down.

Qi Jingchen glanced at him, put his hand down and took hold of his fingers hidden under the dining table.

Shen Zeming smiled helplessly, picked a piece of potato for him, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Don't touch your hands, go to my room after dinner and talk about it."

Qi Jingchen let go obediently.

Probably because of Shen Zeming's words, Qi Jingchen ate twice as fast as usual. He quickly put down his chopsticks and stared straight at Shen Zeming.

Shen Zeming was embarrassed by him, so he had to speed up his eating.

Ten minutes after the table was served, both of them finished their meal. Sheng Juan was still eating and chatting with Song Lan. Qi Jingchen held Shen Zeming's hand under the table and said calmly to Song Lan, "Auntie, we are done eating. There are a few math problems I don't know, can Shen Zeming teach me?"

Song Lan glanced at Shen Zeming, waved his hand and said, "Of course, students should help each other. Go to his room."

Qi Jingchen then led Shen Zeming to stand up, took his schoolbag and went to his room.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, Shen Zeming was pushed on the back, and then Qi Jingchen locked the door with his backhand, pressing him against the door panel.

"Don't you want me to teach you how to do the questions? What is this for?" Shen Zeming put his arms around Qi Jingchen's neck in a funny way, "Your mother and Song Lan are outside, what do you want to do?"

Qi Jingchen cupped his face without changing his expression, pecked his lips, and asked inappropriately: "What wish did you make?"

"It won't work if you say the wish." Shen Zeming laughed, "Ten years later, when we open the bottle together, you will know what I wished, and maybe you can get a mysterious gift at that time." Qi Jingchen seemed to be interested in Shen Zeming's wish Satisfied with the statement, he did not speak, and bowed his head to kiss Shen Zeming.

Qi Jingchen's kiss was a bit fierce, Shen Zeming couldn't stand it after the kiss, and couldn't help but push him away, gasping for breath.

At this moment, someone was knocking on the door outside, Shen Zeming looked at Qi Jingchen in a panic, Qi Jingchen leaned over to kiss his eyes again, and then walked over to unlock the door.

Shen Zelin stood outside the door with two bottles of fresh orange juice in his hand. He looked at Qi Jingchen for a while, and after a while, he looked past Qi Jingchen to Shen Zeming who was standing behind him.

For some reason, when he saw Shen Zeming's abnormally red lips, Shen Zelin suddenly turned cold, stared at Shen Zeming firmly, and said word by word: "You forgot to take the drink."

"Thank you." Qi Jingchen reached out to take it, without looking at him, he closed the door.

They stayed there until nine o'clock, and when Sheng Juan was about to go back, Shen Zeming kissed him on the face several times, and Qi Jingchen reluctantly opened the door and walked out.

Song Lan sent them out, and the noisy living room suddenly became quiet. Shen Zeming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to do his homework. Shen Zelin pushed the door open and barged in with a gloomy face, saying, "Let's have a chat."