After wearing the cannon fodder, stand up the flag crazily

Zhou Jingzhan doesn't drink milk tea, even if it's sugar-free, he still thinks it's too sweet.

He put down the pen, picked up the straw and poked it in: "Take a sip."

Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment: "I leave it to you."

That's what he said, but Zhou Yu followed his hand, bowed his head and took a breath.

Her soft lips were a bit dry, but after drinking it, they felt slightly moist and looked very attractive in the sun.

Zhou Jingzhan asked him, "How long will you have to stand?"

"You can go."

A lazy voice suddenly sounded, breaking the atmosphere between the two.

Zhou Jingzhan and Zhou Yu looked over at the same time.

Mu Qing said lazily: "It's past four o'clock, we can go away."

Mu Qing winked at Zhou Yu: "Golden boy, see you later."

Zhou Jingzhan looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhou Yu was embarrassed: "Jade girl, I will never see you again."

Just finished speaking, looked up at the expression of the second brother, and continued to explain in embarrassment: "I didn't know that I would wear the same clothes as him."

Zhou Jingzhan moved his eyelids, didn't say anything, then raised his arm and held his hand.

Zhou Jingzhan's hand was dry and warm, Zhou Yu squeezed the palm.

The two walked through the crowd, holding hands and walking forward like a pair of ordinary people.

"The way you explained it to me just now." Zhou Jingzhan pressed his fingers on his palm, "Very cute."

Zhou Yu wanted to shake off his hand in embarrassment, but he couldn't.

"I, I just want to explain, can't I?"

Zhou Jingzhan didn't argue, but smiled lightly, and the smile was fleeting.

Since joining the clothing department, Zhou Yu has almost exhausted all his free time for the little activity points.

Now he is either in class or doing odd jobs in the club.

He suddenly understood why Mu Qing was not in the dormitory all the time.

Because he himself is almost there.

When Zhou Yu brought in a pile of fabrics, his waist was so sore, he turned around and saw Mu Qing sitting on the sewing machine, staring at the design in front of him in a daze, walking over and chatting for a while.

"what happened?"

"No ah."

"If you have time, come and help."

Mu Qing glanced at the cloth on the ground: "I'm busy."

"Okay, then keep busy." Zhou Yu didn't talk nonsense, and when he turned around and walked away, that waistline became very flexible and beautiful.

Mu Qing stared at it for a long time.

"Little Yu!"

Zhou Yu turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Be a model for me." Mu Qing hurriedly said, "I'll introduce you to be a cadre! Club cadres don't have to do anything, and they get 0.5 points for each semester, how about it?"

Zhou Yu didn't even think about it: "Deal!"

A few seconds after the transaction, he regretted it.

"I don't want to wear it." Zhou Yu refused righteously.

"You repented?!"

Zhou Yu looked at the thin pieces of cloth and leather cords, and became angry from embarrassment: "Is this what boys wear?"

"This is a shirt clip. You wear it inside, and you have to wear it outside."

Zhou Yu blushed and said, "Then I don't want it either, it's not serious to look at."

Mu Qing: "..."

In the next second, Mu Qing's eyes glowed: "You always lie to me like this, you don't want me in freshman year, and now you regret it, am I not even a friend to you?"

Zhou Yu was in a dilemma: "I didn't say that, but this dress...is so good, I promise you."

Mu Qing sniffed: "I should have said it earlier."

But it will take some time for Mu Qing to sew this clothes, so Zhou Yu escaped for the time being.

But one catastrophe is not over and another catastrophe will come.

The school sports meeting is about to start.

It is currently the registration stage, and the class committee members are visiting the dormitories one by one, asking everyone to participate a little bit.

But many people are very active, because there are activity points.

Zhou Yu's relationship with the class is very ordinary, and the group news is usually blocked, and after joining the clothing department, the class group news is also seldom seen.

So when he knew about the registration, there were not many choices left.

"There are 3000 meters left, do you want it?" The chairman looked at him pitifully.

There is really no one to choose this project!

Zhou Yu chose to give up.

Are you kidding me, running 3000 meters... running 1000 meters, he is running with his life.

But the chairman didn't want to give up, because everyone else had signed up for the project, basically except for some students who were not in good health or couldn't exercise vigorously, they all signed up.

Except Zhou Yu.

There are only two classes in the morning, which are advanced math classes.

Zhou Yu listened carefully, and felt that he was half a bucket of water, probably only able to cope with the end of the term.

After the teacher left, Zhou Yu closed his pen cap and looked around. Still, only Meng Yuanzhen dared to be his next door, and the others avoided like snakes and scorpions.

"Zhou Yu, do you really not think about it?"

Zhou Yu looked at the class committee members, and paused when he was about to tidy up.

The committee member put a registration form in front of him, desperately implying: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhou Yu: "Understood, you want me to die."

"Actually, you have signed up. It doesn't matter how well you run or not. You just need to participate. The school sports meeting is friendship first and competition second."

Someone is watching.

"The chairman dared to find Zhou Yu, he is quite courageous."

"Not at all. I think he's gotten better recently. When I borrowed a pen from him last time, he was very talkative."

"Really, I haven't been in contact with it before, and I was scared by him as a freshman."

Sitting next door, Meng Yuanzhen also felt that this was a difficult situation.

However, he has always been straightforward in speaking, and sometimes he becomes brainless when facing Zhou Yu.

"He can't! It's rubbish."

Zhou Yu looked at him silently: "..."

Then I heard a few whispers next to me.

It turns out that even if you don't do anything, it is difficult to change the inherent impression of your classmates.

Under the persuasion of many people, the chairman had no choice but to give up.

At this moment, Zhou Yu said, "Please fill in my name."

The chairman looked at him in surprise.

Zhou Yu regarded death as home: "Can't I run away!"

In the next second, dozens of students in the class suddenly let out a burst of booing.

"I'll go, Zhou Yu, amazing!"

"I admire you."

"3000 meters, courage is commendable."

"It looks really different."

"I told you! Zhou Yu has changed!"

"Finally looking like a schoolboy."

Ahem, embarrassment, embarrassment.

Zhou Yu just wanted to escape from the scene.

But there is still a hint of joy in my heart.

At least it can change the impression left by the original freshman Zhou Yu.

Then the 3000 meters is worth it.

But in a blink of an eye, Zhou Yu threw himself into the second brother's small house crying.

"I don't want to run!"

Zhou Jingzhan: "..."

"3000 meters miss me!"

As soon as Zhou Yu finished speaking, he met Zhou Jingzhan's eyes and felt even more wronged.

It was sunset and dusk, and the sky was filled with fiery orange, which slanted in from the glass door of the balcony. Zhou Jingzhan was sitting on the sofa, his lenses and the fundus of his eyes glowed orange.

Kind of scary, but fascinating.

Zhou Jingzhan stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Yu over.

"Do you really want to cry?"

Zhou Yu suppressed his throat and made an inch of it: "Can't you?"

Zhou Jingzhan said: "Then you have to cry in the arms of the second brother, otherwise it won't count."

Zhou Yu sat opposite him: "You are taking advantage."

"Well, take advantage of you."

Zhou Yu held back for a long time, but couldn't say anything: "..."

In the end, Zhou Jingzhan made a schedule for him to practice running every day, and he accompanied him during the whole process.

Zhou Yu's legs were weak, so he supported them.

Zhou Yu didn't want to move anymore, he coaxed him.

After running, Zhou Yu sat on the ground, really unable to walk.

Zhou Jingzhan squatted down in front of him, had just finished running with him, panted slightly and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

On the tree-lined road, the sunlight is just right, and through the dense branches and leaves, it sprinkles mottled spots on the ground.

Zhou Jingzhan was carrying him on his back, Zhou Yu's legs were dangling there, and he was relaxed on his body.

Boys always have a pungent smell when they sweat, but the second brother doesn't have it, it's fragrant.

There was no one around at this time, so Zhou Jingzhan just walked for a while with his back on his back, slowly and quietly, with overlapping figures pulling on the ground beside his feet, as if he could walk for a long time, and for a long distance.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Hey, let me think about it, seafood."

"If you want to eat seafood, you have to go to the supermarket to buy it."

"I want to eat."

"Then you go home first, I'll go to the supermarket."

"Can't I go?"

"Can you walk?"

Zhou Yu raised an arm: "Go, go!"

Zhou Jingzhan curled his lips, greedy for cats.

More than half of the late autumn has passed, and winter has begun to enter the north, and the floor heating has gradually begun to be supplied, and the cold north wind is blowing outside the window.

Zhou Sichen is on a business trip.

He had just finished a conversation, and the joy of victory after the conquest in the negotiating field still remained on his face, and the corners of his eyes and brows were sharp.

Someone is complimenting: "I think this time, it is bound to win."

Zhou Sichen's warm and cocooned palms rubbed each other, but he couldn't see what he was thinking: "Not necessarily."

The person on the opposite side smiled obsequiously: "Boss Zhou is being humble."

"There is still an auction tonight, I wonder if you have time to attend for a while?"

Zhou Sichen leaned back: "What?"

The person opposite immediately handed over a manual.

Zhou Sichen opened it and looked at it. He was not very interested in famous paintings, South African diamonds, and Sichuan embroidery craftsmanship.

When he turned to the last page, his gaze stayed for a few seconds.

The person on the opposite side had been observing, and when he saw Zhou Sichen's movements, he immediately spoke beside him appropriately: "This is provided by an anonymous foreign buyer. There are three sets of emerald pendants in total, including earrings, necklaces, and headgear. "

Zhou Sichen read the text introduction above: "The earrings are detachable?"

"It can also be used as earrings."

Zhou Sichen asked, "What if you don't have pierced ears?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then expressed joy: "It can be changed, the designer is still there."

Assistant Hu Te watched from the side.

It seems that Mr. Zhou is interested in buying it, but why the green earrings?

Still no piercings.

Hu Tezhu thought for a long time but couldn't figure out which woman had the honor to receive Mr. Zhou's gift.

After returning to the hotel, Zhou Sichen took a shower and sat at the desk with his brows and eyes drooping slightly, letting his wet hair wet his forehead.

He turned on his phone and glanced at the photo.

A photo of Zhou Yu wearing green beads on his collarbone.

The earlobes are reddish, the collarbone is sunken, and the skin is fair. Everything has become the most perfect composition in his mind.

Zhou Sichen closed his eyes, and called a few minutes later.

Zhou Yu quickly picked it up: "Brother, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Zhou Sichen chatted relaxedly, "What did you eat?"

Zhou Yu glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and walked into the living room: "Steamed shrimp, and spicy fried flower crab."

Zhou Sichen frowned slightly, his voice was low and gentle, as mellow as smoke: "Ah Zhan did it?"

"Um……"

"eat more."

"it is good."

"Did you get what I gave you?"

Zhou Yu was terrified and bit his lips: "Got it."

"do not like?"

"like."

Zhou Yu sighed.

Since that meeting for dinner, Zhou Sichen brought things over from time to time, sometimes clothes, sometimes food, or daily necessities.

Although not too expensive, they are all necessities for daily use.

What's even more embarrassing is that the address he wrote was neither the school's nor the second brother's, but the house he bought for himself.

"Xiao Yu, I don't know what you need, just tell me what you want."

"I know, but I don't need anything for the time being." Zhou Yu acted like a spoiled child to his relatives as before, "Brother, I really don't need anything, and I have money."

"Okay, then I won't send it off." Zhou Sichen said, "I'll see you when I go back."

Zhou Yu hummed.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu re-entered the room, just in time Zhou Jingzhan came out of the shower, wearing a baggy nightgown, stretched out his hand to stroke his wet/damp hair, revealing a smooth and full forehead, and the exposed facial features were even more obvious Sharp and delicate.

"Get dressed."

Zhou Yu looked down at the neckline, pulled it up and said, "Your clothes are so big, I can't wear them."

He usually only changes two sets of pajamas in the dormitory, which were bought by his elder brother.

But when he came here, he just wore his second brother's pajamas.

The size was wrong, Zhou Jingzhan asked him to take it off several times.

Zhou Yu didn't want it, he would be taken advantage of.

Zhou Jingzhan has always followed his will, as long as it doesn't hurt his body or Zhou Yu himself, Zhou Yu can do whatever he wants.

"Next time I will add a reminder function to Cuihua."

"What function?"

"Dressing function."

Zhou Yu clicked his tongue twice, and then began to sink his head into the core - doing math homework.

The desk is a one-person desk, and it is usually only enough for Zhou Jingzhan to use alone, but after Zhou Yu came, he was using the desk.

Zhou Jingzhan casually pulled up a chair and sat on one side.

How long did Zhou Yu do it, how long did Zhou Jingzhan stay with him.

Under the light, neither of them spoke, only the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, gently swishing, as if tickling the heart.

Even if they didn't speak, they got along very tacitly and naturally.

Zhou Yu enjoyed this state very much, very comfortable.

Just thinking about it, he raised his head.

With the bright and non-glare light, Zhou Jingzhan met his eyes.

Then Zhou Yu lowered his head and continued to write the math problem, damn it, it was so difficult.

Zhou Jingzhan put down the book, took out a piece of draft paper, and wrote down the problem-solving process for him: "Do you understand?"

Zhou Yu looked at it: "It's different from what the teacher said."

"Everyone's thinking logic is different, this is my solution."

Zhou Yu took a few more glances, then raised his head dryly to look at Zhou Jingzhan.

Zhou Jingzhan began to teach him.

From eight o'clock to twelve o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yu hadn't finished, and his eyes were red.

Zhou Jingzhan went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water. When he came back, he saw that Zhou Yu's head was already buried in his arms, breathing evenly, and he sounded like he had fallen asleep.

But Zhou Yu still held the pen in his hand.

The fingers are slender and white, the nails are neatly cut, and the nail caps are white and pink, which is very beautiful.

Zhou Jingzhan's heart moved slightly, he put the water glass on the table, took out his mobile phone, turned on the original camera, and took a photo of his hand.

The lighted bedroom, the mahogany table top, and a few small machine parts on the table form the background, setting off the hand holding the pen, which looks lazy and loose.

Zhou Jingzhan looked at it for a long time, and finally replaced this hand with a WeChat avatar, and posted a circle of friends.