can i borrow your white paint

Cheng Yi bought the first high-speed train the next day, and rushed back to participate in the last half-day of the sports meeting.

Because he suddenly felt that it might be a pity not to participate in the sports meeting this year.

The reason for this feeling of regret is unknown, but it is very strong. He didn't participate in the last sports meeting. Although it is only half of the time this time, it is better than nothing.

While sitting in the car, he thought to himself that it was lucky that he didn't let Fang Hengzhi book the high-speed rail ticket back in advance, otherwise it would be troublesome to change the ticket.

Rushing back so suddenly, I don't know if that guy will be scared.

And Fang Hengzhi, who is far away in Jiangsu, misses Cheng Yi very much these two days.

For some unknown reason, he volunteered to stay at Cheng Yi's house to help look after the children.

So on the night when Cheng Yi left, he stared at Cheng Moutong, not knowing what to eat.

"Order takeaway?" He asked tentatively.

Cheng Mutong pulled himself away from missing his brother, nodded solemnly, put his index finger on his lips: "Then let's not tell brother."

Fang Hengzhi suddenly became amused: "Why?"

"Brother, if you know that we eat takeaway, he will definitely scold us." Cheng Mutong sighed, "He said that I want to eat something nutritious for my body."

Fang Hengzhi thought for a while and said, "I think your brother is right. After all, I am also growing my body."

Cheng Moutong: "? Huh?"

Fang Hengzhi took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat: "I asked my aunt to cook for us."

"Auntie?" Cheng Moutong leaned over, "Who is it?"

"Auntie who cooks." Fang Hengzhi smiled and patted his head, "Usually she cooks for Brother Fang Hengzhi, I think her cooking is okay, you can try it later."

Cheng Mutong asked: "Is there any delicious food made by my brother?"

Fang Hengzhi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and replied: "There must be none."

As soon as these words came out, the child immediately felt relieved, raised his chin, and proudly said: "My brother is still the best!"

"Yeah." Fang Hengzhi knocked on the table with his index finger, and said with a smile, "Your brother is the most powerful."

When Cheng Yi returned home, Fang Hengzhi had already sent Cheng Moutong to school, and he went to school himself.

The living room at home was in disarray, pajamas were hastily put on the sofa, bread crumbs were left on the table, and there was an overturned chair at the door...

It's not hard to imagine what a mess it was in the morning.

He closed his eyes, suppressing his anger.

To make the family like this, Fang Heng knows, you are a fucking talent!

He walked back and forth, deciding to save these until he got home in the evening.

He had a hard time walking, he was used to the neat and clean house, but when he suddenly saw such a messy house, he couldn't bear to let go of this mess and leave cruelly.

But if you stay here to clean up now, then there is no point in coming back today.

The motorcycle at the door was gone, presumably it was Fang Hengzhi who drove away, although it was hard to imagine that the stick could drive a motorcycle.

But... that thing should be quite handsome to drive.

He was not angry, and walked forward calmly on the stone steps by the side of the road. It was only a few steps from home to school.

Most of the games on the second day were finals, and there were very few preliminary rounds, and the remaining students were all fairly capable.

So many people watch it more seriously than on the first day. Sports competitions and fierce competition are always more exciting than watching unilateral abuse of food.

And last year's sports meeting, Fang Hengzhi did not participate, which led to an exponential increase in the number of girls watching the game this year.

When Cheng Yi came to the school, the front row of the playground and the seats were already full of people.

He stood on the sidelines with a wooden face for a while, then turned and went directly to the radio station.

It doesn't matter if he can't grab the seat, he can still grab the VIP seat.

The location of the radio station is the best place for the audience to see, but almost no one looks at this best place.

As soon as Cheng Yi came, he saw the bored Du Mao.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said lazily, "Hey, why is it your turn this year?"

Du Mao has always been a broadcasting station, but there is a couple in front of him with outstanding professional skills, and he has never had room to develop.

Du Mao was startled when he saw him coming: "You came back so fast this time?"

"Well, yesterday ended early." Cheng Yi moved a bench and sat next to him, "What are you competing for now?"

"The field on the right is the women's high jump final, the runway is the men's 500-meter semi-final, and the furthest place is the women's long jump semi-final." Du Mao replied weakly, "The young couple broke up, and Xiao Xiao and I went to the top. Up."

Only then did Cheng Yi turn his attention to the quiet girl with long hair in surprise: "Xiao Xiao?"

The girl named Xiao Xiao nodded to him with a smile: "Brother Yi."

"Fuck!" Du Mao was shocked, "You two know each other?"

Cheng Yi said "hmm": "We worked together as volunteers in the orphanage before." He raised one eyebrow, "But at that time... I remember you had short hair."

It's not a short-haired doll's head, but a serious inch-cut head.

Xiao Xiao is very thin and her jawline is quite obvious, so when Cheng Yi saw her for the first time, he thought she was a boy.

The girl startled him when she opened her mouth at that moment.

"Well, I'm thinking of changing my style." Xiao Xiao stroked her shoulder-length hair, and asked Cheng Yi expectantly, "Does it look good?"

To be honest, although Xiao Xiao's long hair is very beautiful, Cheng Yi actually prefers her short hair, but he still nodded: "It looks good."

No one doesn't like to be praised, and Xiao Xiao's mood immediately improved.

Du Mao drooped his eyes and looked at Cheng Yi sadly: "Are you here to rub your seat?"

"Yes." Cheng Yi replied confidently, "Who is in the semi-finals of the [-]?"

Resigned to his fate, Du Mao flipped through the list in his hand: "Yu Feng, Qiu Ziteng, Fang Hengzhi..." He paused for a moment before laughing, "Actually, if you come later, there may not be so many people. Right now, all the girls below are here to see your new love."

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at the auditorium next to him.

The semi-finals of [-] is about to start. Although the participants are not yet full, these girls have already raised a mobile phone to take pictures of the playground.

Yu Feng is relatively ordinary, and few people know him; Qiu Ziteng is tall and big, but his personality is not very good, and he is not very popular; the rest of the group can't be named.

So who these girls are here to shoot, you can almost guess with your toes.

Du Mao swung his arm and put it on Cheng Yi's shoulder: "Brother Yi, do you know what you looked like just now..." He stretched out his hand and made a gesture that he didn't know what it meant.

Cheng Yi glanced at him: "Huh?"

Du Mao pursed his lower lip: "It's just like Zhenggong!"

"..." Cheng Yi's forehead twitched, and he indifferently took his hand off his arm, "Get lost."

Du Mao rolled away with a smile.

Cheng Yi put one hand on the table in front of him and tilted his head to look at the playground.

Nine people have already arrived on the field, but Fang Hengzhi deserves to be Fang Hengzhi, he has to be the last to do everything, usually late for class, and now he is also late for the game...

Alas, he was tired of crying for these little girls holding up their mobile phones.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the man finally came out yawning.

When Fang Hengzhi walked to the playground, Cheng Yi heard a lot of little girls around him whispering, probably saying that this guy has a fair face.

He unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

When Fang Hengzhi stood on the runway, he always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt like he was being watched.

He looked around and determined that this was definitely an illusion caused by not sleeping well yesterday.

Before Cheng Yi left, he generously agreed to give him the bed to sleep in. It was very happy at first, but when he really lay down on it, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

This is the bed that Cheng Yi slept in before, maybe there is no third person besides them, okay? !

In order to verify this conjecture, he specifically called out Cheng Moutong who was already lying down, and asked, "Have you ever slept in your brother's bed?"

After Cheng Moutong nodded blankly, he left with a pale face.

So he didn't sleep well that night, tossing and turning on the bed, getting angry no matter what he thought, even though he knew he had no right to be angry.

"Brother Fang!" Liao Chengfan stood at the edge of the playground holding a water bottle and shouted, "Come on!!"

Fang Hengzhi came back to his senses, and nodded casually: "Got it."

Liao Chengfan watched anxiously, and said loudly: "You are sleepy! One thousand and five hundred meters! Don't fall asleep!"

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

With a wooden face, he forcibly ignored many people looking at him, thinking that I am not fucking narcolepsy.

He usually slept a lot in class, and these people really thought he couldn't wake up.

He staggered onto the runway.

"Fang Heng knows." Suddenly, a voice that looked like Cheng Yi came from beside him.

He just looked over.

It's really Cheng Yi.

At this moment, Fang Hengzhi felt that he might really have not woken up, and he saw someone who shouldn't be here.

Seeing his confused state, Cheng Yi frowned: "Don't be sleepy."

Regardless of whether he was asleep or not, Fang Hengzhi nodded anyway.

Cheng Yi calmed down and laughed, "Come on."

Fang Hengzhi suddenly felt that it was nothing to be regarded as narcolepsy.

The race was about to start, he didn't have time to ask "Why are you here", he could only bend over and focus on the track.

Cheng Yi is here, he must take the first place.

Bragging/unbreakable, this is the bottom line of a man.

"Everyone on their positions—" The referee walked from the middle to the sidelines, "Get ready—run!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Fang Hengzhi rushed out.

He stood on the innermost runway, and the wind that he rushed out just covered Cheng Yi's face.

He opened his mouth, trying to persuade this person to run slowly at first, not to be so reckless, but the person disappeared when the words reached his mouth.

He sighed, stepped back, and sat on the ground shoulder to shoulder with Liao Chengfan: "Do you think he can be the first?"

Liao Chengfan Fang Hengzhi was more confident than himself, patted his chest and said: "We must be the first!"

Cheng Yi lowered his head and smiled.

Liao Chengfan was not very satisfied with his reaction: "You don't believe me?"

"I believe it." Cheng Yi put his chin on his knees, "He's awesome."

His attitude didn't seem to be serious, Liao Chengfan muttered a few words and didn't refute, he just emphasized once: "Brother Fang is really awesome!"

The "thief awesome" man felt windy under his feet when he ran, and his whole body was full of energy, as if he wasn't the one who slept past three o'clock in the morning last night.

Cheng Yi watched as he pulled the group of people behind him further and further away...

Some people in the auditorium couldn't help shouting, especially those from Class [-], whose eyes were so enthusiastic that they seemed to eat Fang Hengzhi.

For a 500-meter long-distance race, many people will choose to jog at the beginning and exert strength later. Few people run so fast at the beginning like Fang Hengzhi.

Soon, some people who were dumped behind couldn't bear it anymore, and started to run faster.

Cheng Yi took a look and then looked away.

The two opponents knew that there was no competitive pressure at all.

One lap of the playground is 250 meters, and you need to run six laps at [-]. Fang Heng knew that he started at full speed, so he ran a lap quickly.

While Lu Chengyi was on the way, screams mainly from girls rang out from the audience, as exaggerated as welcoming some male star.

The "male star" was indifferent, he didn't look at those girls at all, and raised his eyebrows at him instead.

Cheng Yi cocked his lips, knowing that this guy was showing off.

That face was written all over the seven big characters "Look at me, am I serious?".

He didn't answer him because it was too late.

Running so fast, those who didn't know thought they were drinking Red Bull.

Immediately afterwards, the second person also ran over, and the screaming in the audience was instantly reduced, especially the female voice was obviously lowered by more than half of the decibels.

Cheng Yi obviously saw that this person's face was not very good.

He poked Liao Chengfan beside him: "Who was that just now?"

"No.2?" Liao Chengfan chewed his gum, "That bastard Qiu Ziteng."

"His face stinks." Cheng Yi sat up straight and turned to look at Qiu Ziteng.

"That idiot's belly is so big." Liao Chengfan's thumb nail and little thumb nail met together, making a distance with almost no gap.

Cheng Yi felt that he was not exaggerating, and even nodded in agreement, and put his hands flat in front of him: "Is there any more chewing gum?"

"Yes." Liao Chengfan generously took out a box of Xuanmai and put it in his hand, "Eat, Brother Fang's."

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, and turned the box over to have a look—it was coffee-flavored.

Although it is not as good as mint, it is also very refreshing.He smiled and dropped two pills into his mouth.

Fang Hengzhi on the runway had already finished the second lap, and in this lap, the shouting from the audience was even louder. Those girls seemed to have no sore throats, and they shouted louder and louder.

Cheng Yi felt a little hot all over from being shouted at. When this guy ran to the third lap, he couldn't help shouting: "Fang is awesome!"

Fang Hengzhi smiled at him.

His speed didn't slow down at the moment, but the group of people behind him started to speed up, slowly shortening the distance between them.

Liao Chengfan blushed when he saw Qiu Ziteng, but he was overtaken by others and ran from second to fourth.

He snorted contemptuously: "Trash."

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows: "You seem to hate him."

"Yeah." Liao Chengfan unwrapped a pack of barbecue-flavored treats, "Bastards who play with girls' feelings. Here, do you want to eat?"

"The barbecue taste is too salty, I like the original flavor." Cheng Yi waved his hand, "Then he is really not a thing."

He has always felt that girls are worthy of being treated well, so he is willing to accommodate girls when the principle is not violated.

As for those who played with these girls, he generally classified them into the category of "not things".

So Qiu Ziteng was unilaterally disgusted by him.

When the competition reached the fourth lap, Fang Hengzhi was no longer ahead of the people behind, only about 30 meters away.

The screaming in the auditorium was much quieter. Both the boys and the girls were worried. They were sweating for Fang Hengzhi, for fear that this person would drive high and low and fail to enter the finals.

Cheng Yi wasn't worried, because he could tell that the mallet hadn't tried its best in the first few laps.

He laughed, got up and shouted: "Fang Shen, come on! The ultimate sprint is 500 meters!"

Fang Hengzhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly rolled his eyes, and responded with a loud voice: "Okay!"

So, everyone watched him speed up suddenly, and the distance was enlarged again, from 30 meters to 100 meters, and from 100 meters to 150 meters...

The audience boiled again, everyone was shouting for cheers, this time even the boys didn't stop, shouting desperately at Fang Hengzhi.

Xiao Xiao just came back from the bathroom, when she saw this scene, she hugged Si Wenqian's arm excitedly: "Ah! Fang Hengzhi is really handsome!"

Fang Hengzhi really grew up in her aesthetic point, and the external conditions are also first-class. She has been star-eyed for a long time.

Si Wenqian nodded absently: "Well, he's quite handsome."

Xiao Xiao glanced at her and blinked playfully: "Oh, who are you looking at?"

Si Wenqian coughed and rubbed her red earlobes: "Ask knowingly."

Xiao Xiao laughed: "Where is Brother Yi?"

Si Wenqian stopped talking.

She met Cheng Yi in the third year of junior high.

They all graduated from the junior middle school of the [-]th Middle School. Cheng Yi was already very famous at that time. He is a god.

The junior high school students' love is born quickly, although a little immature, but also sincere, the feeling comes up, and it can't be stopped.

Many girls began to write love letters, or sent messages to ask Cheng Yi, hoping to have a vigorous campus love with him.

Si Wenqian was no exception. She wrote an unsigned love letter and put it in Cheng Yi's place. Then, when the evening self-study was over, she quietly lay at the window and watched the boy's reaction.

Seeing Cheng Yi, she was stunned for a moment, then opened the letter with a chuckle.

His heart was pounding as the envelope was opened. Even though he knew that this person would not agree, he was still so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Cheng Yi read the letter for five or six minutes, and Si Wenqian knew that the boy she liked must have read it carefully.

She closed her eyes and felt that it was worth it, even if the letter was thrown into the trash can after reading it, it was worth it.

But Cheng Yi didn't throw it away.

He carefully closed the letter, wrote a few words on the cover, and placed it on the table with the back facing down.

After school, he cleaned up the table, except for the letter.

He didn't leave with his schoolbag until all the people in the classroom had left.

Si Wenqian stood at the door, quietly observing, and after he left, he opened the window and entered the classroom.

At that time, the autumn wind was blowing happily, and the curtains were raised, revealing the mottled afterglow of the setting sun.

She walked to Cheng Yi's desk and picked up her childish and sincere heart.

Cheng Yi wrote a line of small characters on it——

Thank you for your likes, I am honored and sorry.

Girls aged thirteen or fourteen read a lot of novels about painful love, and Cheng Yi's answer almost satisfied all girls' fantasies about sour crushes.

Si Wenqian understood this sentence at once, and also understood why Cheng Yi was the last one to leave just now.

She blushed and put the letter into her arms.

So even though she was rejected, this gentle and caring boy still walked into her youth, even if she couldn't get it, she still warmed her more or less not far away.

It was also because of the boy in her heart that she came into contact with art, fell in love with painting, and chose the path of art student.

She thought to herself that she might stop liking him one day, but she would never forget him.

Xiao Xiao couldn't understand her friend's thoughts very well. She bent her eyes and looked at her friend's "sweetheart" not far away.

That "sweetheart" was squinting his eyes at the moment, watching the game with one hand propped behind his back, the warm winter sun was shining on him gently, making that person extraordinarily dazzling.

Xiao Xiao thought to herself, Si Wenqian really has a good eye.

But...she still prefers Fang Hengzhi's!

Fang Hengzhi had already run to the last lap. After running more than 1000 meters, he was sweating all over his body, and the coat he was wearing was loose.

With a "tsk", he took off his coat with one hand during the last pass, and then threw the coat into Cheng Yi's arms with a slight lift.

The boy is very angry and is not afraid of the cold. The weather in December has already started to blow cold wind, but this man only has a short sleeve in his coat. When he took off his clothes, the boy's lean and muscular arms were instantly exposed.

After the audience was quiet for a few seconds, it exploded instantly, and some extroverted girls howled directly, "Fang Heng knows you are so fucking bitchy!"

Cheng Yi was also taken aback, holding his clothes and watching him run away.

After a while, he laughed aloud, "That's so coquettish, Mr. Fang."

Liao Chengfan was also half-sentimental and half-envious: "When will there be such a movement when I take off my clothes?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yi glanced at the auditorium.

Many students were holding their arms high to take pictures of Fang Hengzhi with their mobile phones, and the repeated "Fang Heng knows you are so sweet" has not subsided...

The movement is really big.

For no reason, Cheng Yi was not very happy.

He suddenly wanted to put his clothes back on that flirty bastard.

This is really not a very normal psychology, after all, he is not his, let alone dragging his clothes, even if he runs wild on the playground today, he can't control it.

With this in mind, he watched the next lap of the race unhappily.

Fang Hengzhi won the first place without any suspense.

Leading No.2 by about [-] seconds, they successfully entered the finals with a crushing victory.

Cheng Yi and Liao Chengfan were waiting for him at the finish line.

The moment this talent broke through the drawn red line, the applause from the auditorium rang out wildly, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Due to inertia, Fang Hengzhi ran forward for a while before stopping after breaking through the key line. He turned around with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Cheng Yi who was sweating all over.

Cheng Yi pressed his eyelids, and forced his voice to sound indifferent: "Why?"

Fang Hengzhi pointed to the water in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not for me?"

Cheng Yi couldn't hold back anymore, and threw the water to him with a smile: "It's really self-conscious."

Fang Heng smiled, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank most of the bottle in one gulp.

He poured the remaining water on his head, and sighed in a low voice: "It's cool!"

In winter, showering his head with cold water is probably because his brain is not working well, Cheng Yi patted his wet head, and passed the paper in his pocket: "Wipe it clean, don't catch a cold."

Fang Hengzhi took it over and said with a smile, "Worry about me?"

"I'm worried about myself." Cheng Yi replied sincerely, "I don't want to catch a cold from my tablemate."

Fang Hengzhi pursed his lips, did not speak, and really brushed his hair seriously.

His movements are not very gentle, and some scraps of paper that have been wiped off often stick to his head, and Cheng Yi has to instruct him where to wipe from time to time.

Liao Chengfan, who was standing aside, suddenly felt that he should appear under the car.

He didn't know, since he brought the water himself, how could it become like this...

After Fang Hengzhi finished packing, Cheng Yi put the clothes on him again.

He hooked his collar with his fingers, and followed the two to the rest area to sit down: "Why did you come back so early?"

Cheng Yi thought for a while and said, "It ended early there, and there are acquaintances who sent me back early."

Fang Hengzhi said "Oh", and suddenly his fingers stiffened in the next second, and he asked guiltyly, "Then... have you been home?"

At the mention of this, Cheng Yi sneered: "Yes, go back..."

"Brother Yi!" Yu Feng suddenly appeared from nowhere, "Brother Yi..."

Cheng Yi stretched out his hand in disgust to block his hug: "What's wrong?"

Yu Feng sighed: "Brother, it will be a 4×200 relay run after lunch later."

Cheng Yi nodded: "I know, what's wrong?"

Yu Feng touched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I'm flabbergasted."

Cheng Yi: "..." He had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Yu Feng said, "Brother, can you help me?"

He didn't express his opinion, Fang Hengzhi seemed to be in a good mood, but he didn't agree on his behalf, he just turned his head and asked: "You were busy all day yesterday, are you tired?"

Cheng Yi shook his head: "It's just a jog, it's fine."

When Yu Feng heard this, he was instantly overjoyed, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Yi's wrist: "Brother, you agreed?!"

Cheng Yi laughed: "Well, I agreed. You go over there to rest and give me your number plate."

Yu Feng readily handed out the number plate that had been removed from his pocket, and enthusiastically helped him pin it behind his back.

Cheng Yi looked at the 4414 in his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Those numbers are fucking auspicious.

He nodded Fang Hengzhi's arm: "Turn around, I'll see your number."

Fang Hengzhi raised one eyebrow and smiled, then turned around.

- 4114.

Cheng Yi: "..."

He said with a wooden face, "The fourteenth high school is full of such numbers?"

"No," Liao Chengfan finally found a place where he could interject, and the one who was moved was tearful, "Numbers are drawn randomly, but the little girl in your class surnamed Si, all the numbers are drawn like this."

Cheng Yi couldn't help applauding Si Wenqian: "I'm so lucky."

After Yu Feng successfully found a successor, he left happily. Fang Hengzhi watched him off with a smile, and put his hand around Cheng Yi's neck: "You are the third best this afternoon."

"Oh." Cheng Yi nodded, "How do you remember it so clearly?"

Fang Hengzhi smiled brightly: "I am the fourth."

Cheng Yi: "..." This damn fate.

Liao Chengfan: "..." Although he didn't know why, he felt that Brother Fang looked like a peacock at the moment.

It's still going to be on screen.

"Cheng Yi." Ji Xiangbai came over and patted him on the shoulder, "You came back so early?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi shrank his neck, "I finished things early yesterday, so I came back this morning to be a substitute for our class."

"Then go eat quickly." Ji Xiangbai said, "Try to get a good ranking in the afternoon."

"That still depends on the fourth shot." Cheng Yi stretched, "Fang Heng knows, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Fang Hengzhi followed.

"Go to lunch." Cheng Yi turned to look at Liao Chengfan, "Together?"

Liao Chengfan shook his head, forced a smile: "No need, I'll lose weight, it's fine for you two to go."

Fang Heng glanced at him approvingly.

Liao Chengfan: "..."

Seeing the backs of the two leaving one up and one down, he suddenly thought of the message Fang Hengzhi sent him last night—Fan, do you think Cheng Yi is the kind of person who would fall in love early?

Liao Chengfan shuddered all over, and watched him Fang Ge and Cheng Yi leave tremblingly and respectfully.

If Fang Hengzhi asked for someone else, he would definitely say "impossible".

...But if Brother Fang goes up by himself...

Then he lit candles for Brother Fang, and he couldn't think of any other blessings except for a good journey.

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Narcolepsy: Narcolepsy is a neurological sleep disorder, which refers to patients with uncontrollable paroxysmal short sleep during the day.

Woooooo sorry everyone, I forgot to post last night and fell asleep!