Dodder Pampering Handbook

"Honey, hurry up!"

Zhong Meiliang's cry came from downstairs. Zhong Meiliang supported the wall to lift up her high-heeled shoes, shouted "Here we come", quickly put her bag in her arm, took out a silk scarf and tied it around her neck.

Hastily pushed open the door of Zhong Cheng's room, the decoration in the room was the same as three years ago, even a computer was added, she lowered her voice for fear of waking up the two teenagers who were still sleeping soundly.

The weather in May is already a bit hot, but the morning is still cold.Zhong Ting was lying on his back with his hands neatly placed on his stomach. He had already graduated from a sports school ahead of schedule and passed the entrance examination to enter the best high school in the city.

Zhong Meili narrowed her eyes happily: "Your dad and I went to the exhibition, and we probably won't be back until tomorrow. Put the money on the table. You and Sanzhi take care of yourself."

Three years ago, despite obstacles, he insisted on running to the city to attend a sports school. Zhong Meili had nothing to do with him, and she was sad for a long time.But her son told her that he wanted to be a commentator for international sports events in the future, and he would go to a normal school in high school, so she was half relieved.

Sure enough, Zhong Teng did it.

Developing a good schedule in the sports school, Zhong Cheng woke up almost when she knocked on the door of the room, and squeezed out a breath from his throat after hearing the arrangement, "Got it."

Zhong Meili then closed the door and hurried downstairs.

Zhong Teng turned over, obviously he was studying in the sports school, but Sanzhi was a master of sleepiness.

It may be that the body has grown in the past few years, and Sanzhi finally broke through 1.6 meters, and the height reached 1.7, which is [-] meters rounded.

In the past few years, he has eaten well and slept well in the sports school. He has participated in long-distance running for several years and achieved good results.

The Municipal Sports Bureau is also looking more and more at him. If Sanzhi can enter the national team in the selection this autumn, he will be able to participate in major competitions and get a permanent job.

But at this moment, he was still sleeping on his back like he was when he was a child, the thin quilt on his body only covered his abdomen, and he stretched out one foot on Zhong Cheng's bed, crossing the boundary.

Zhong Teng grabbed his feet and scratched them lightly with his fingertips.Sanzhi's skin is very fair. It is obvious that Zhong Ting has been tanned in the past few years in outdoor activities. Putting his hands and Sanzhi's feet together, the contrast is a bit obvious.

Sanzhi snorted meaninglessly, trying to retract his foot, but someone pinched his ankle.

Zhong Cheng tugged at him, and got up from the bed with his strength, trying to lift up the hair that could cover his eyes, but to no avail.

"Sanzhi, get up."

After he finished yelling, he stood quietly by the bed, watching Sanzhi's reaction.

Sanzhi subconsciously hugged her head, covered her ears with a quilt, curled up her feet, and huddled herself into a ball.

Zhong Cheng chuckled, went to the bathroom to turn on the water, and pulled out a hair tie to hold up his overly long hair.

After taking a hot shower early in the morning, he immediately refreshed himself. He brushed his teeth and washed his face by the way. He had just put on his clothes, and his body was still damp with moisture. Sanzhi knocked on the door in a daze, then walked in, and walked straight from him. Pass by, open the toilet lid, and turn on the water.

He wanted to leave after putting in the water, but was stopped by Zhong Cheng, who picked up the shower head and poured water on him: "Wake up!"

"Didn't you say you need to wear clothes when you sleep?"

Zhong Cheng's expression was weird and stern, and San Zhi immediately became sober after hearing what he said.

He looked down and saw that he was only wearing shorts, and immediately fell silent.

"It was hot yesterday." He thought he would wake up before Zhong Cheng.

With his head down, he secretly raised his eyes to see Zhong Cheng's reaction, but a big hand was pressed down on his head.

"If you do this again, I won't sleep with you."

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Sanzhi pursed her lips, but she still couldn't figure out why, since the two of them could hug and sleep together before, hum.

The matter of going to high school has been arranged, and their summer vacation seems to be very long. Qi Beiyan is still trapped in the classroom preparing for the high school entrance examination, and there is still more than a month before the vacation.

At home, Sanzhi was required to train according to the coach's requirements. After more than a week, Zhong Cheng played games at home all day when he had nothing to do, and Sanzhi sat next to him to give advice.

The only old fan in the room squeaked and squeaked. Zhong Teng leaned against the back of the chair, with one hand on the keyboard and the other on the mouse.

Sanzhi was sitting next to him, leaning his head to look at the screen, he stretched his neck, propped his hands on his knees, the back of his ears had started to turn red, and sweat was constantly dripping down.

He was chirping with ideas beside him, with mixed faces, but he didn't notice that Zhong Cheng's attention was no longer on the game.

Zhong Cheng's eyesight is very good, he can see three sticks of red flesh, clean and fair skin, like a good canvas, do something at will, like a reaction chamber full of microorganisms, it can burst into colorful colors in an instant Colorful.

Life, sunshine, beating.

What you see in your eyes seems to be zooming in and zooming out.

He felt that he was walking in a vast and vast valley, the sky was very far away, and huge stones could be seen everywhere around him, and he was carrying such a stone on his body, walking towards the infinite distance.

"Brother, brother!" Sanzhi raised his voice, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said anxiously, "You're dead!"

Zhong Cheng took a look, the villain controlled in the game has been gameover.

He simply quit the game, "Stop playing, it's too hot."

Sanzhi quite liked watching his brother manipulate the characters to jump around, it was very powerful, but since Zhong Teng didn't want to play anymore, he wouldn't say anything.

"Brother, I'm so hot too." Sanzhi looked at Zhong Ting resentfully, because of his brother's strange request, he couldn't even wear sweatshirts at home, how cool it was.

But Zhong Cheng couldn't tell him, as long as he opened his hands slightly, he could see everything.

He knew it wasn't Sane's fault, but he couldn't control his thoughts.

How should he say this, he is in a very awkward and difficult age stage.

If the blame is only on age, it seems that he is too innocent.

Seeing Sanzhi's aggrieved expression, Zhong Cheng would always think of going elsewhere unconsciously.

For example, he likes Sanzhi very much.

This kind of emotion is inexplicable, sometimes he will wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, and then it is difficult to fall asleep, until he goes to the door of the room where Sanzhi sleeps and stands quietly for a while, and finds that he is still here, and then he can fall asleep again with peace of mind.

It seems that the body has become a human being, and there are more human-specific troubles in the heart.

He knew that his feelings for Sanzhi had never been pure, what kind of deep friendship between brothers?No, he knew that Sanzhi was his, his lover.

But when he grew up slowly, he was troubled and tortured by secular concepts.This kind of love is deformed, isn't he abnormal?What would others think of him if they found out.

He is walking this road alone.One way no response.

In this reincarnation, he did not meet Ying Zhi.

The memories of those tens of thousands of years trapped on the rocky mountain will be blurred.

He even doubted, are those gods and immortals really his real life?

No, Zhong Cheng once again denied his suspicion in silence.

Sanzhi tilted her head and kept looking at him, waiting for his response.

His eyes are as pure as water, his eyes are like a frozen lake in winter, and his long eyelashes fall into the lake like tree shadows.

Suddenly, Zhong Cheng smiled.

He resonated with Futu in an instant.

That's empathy.

Maybe before he fell into reincarnation, he held the fiery but calm heart of stone, walked on the cloud palace countless times, looked under the clouds, and longed for a response to his anxious waiting.

The feeling of waiting for a response is the most difficult.

It's like he's been waiting for the day when Sanzhi grows up, he's waiting for him to fade away from his childish childishness, until he can understand the impermanence of his day and night, and when he can reach out, with jumping lights in his eyes, to respond to him. one day.

Zhong Cheng took off his short sleeves and used them to wipe the hot sweat off his face.

It seems that something has gone silent in my heart.

He heard himself say: "Take off the heat, and let Mom install an air conditioner in the room later."

Sanzhi didn't realize that there was something wrong with his sudden favor, he took off his clothes foolishly, and asked him again: "Brother, do you want to continue playing?"

Zhong Cheng nodded, let him play, and watched by himself.

After Qi Beiyan finished his exam in July, the three of them went together without the company of adults, and went to the next province to play for three days.

It was a small test before they grew up, and they did well.

Just halfway through the summer vacation, Mr. Wang from the Municipal Sports Bureau called Sanzhi and asked him to go back to the city for training. He will participate in the selection in September, and if he succeeds, he will be able to go to the provincial team and then jump into the national team.

Zhong Teng naturally went with him. He is more mature now, a few centimeters taller than Zhong Meiliang, and he doesn't look like a 15-year-old boy at all.

Sending Zhong Cheng and the others to the station to take the bus, Zhong Meili sighed: "The child is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know what he is thinking."

Obviously, children of the same age are carefree, and even those sorrows and sorrows bring some childish playfulness.

Zhong Meili felt that her son seemed to have grown a lot during this short vacation.

Enrolled in September, Zhong Teng and Sanzhi were not in the same school, but still lived together. In the middle of the month, Wang Jinlin took a group of children including Sanzhi to the province.

Zhong Ting took two days off and went with him.

Since Xue Yang was beaten up by Zhong Teng three years ago, he dropped out of school and never came to school again. It is reported that after discussing with Xue Jianguo, he returned to Shaolin Temple to continue his studies.

This time Wang Jinlin led a total of 20 students, most of whom Zhong Ting knew well, and they were the group of top-notch students in the school.

After getting in the car, Sanzhi and Zhong Teng found seats to sit down. After a while, a tall girl got into the car, searched around, and happily ran to Zhong Teng's side.

She said a few words to the boy in front of Zhong Cheng, then changed the car, sat in front of Zhong Cheng, leaned on the back of the chair and talked to Zhong Cheng: "How do you feel at Yigao?"

Zhong Teng glanced at Sanzhi, he was eating Miaojiaojiao, looking at him like a girl, as if waiting for his answer.

"It's okay, I haven't congratulated you yet, you got the first place." The girl's name is Lin Di'er, and she is a famous swimmer in the school.

Lin Di'er smiled a little proudly, and rubbed the tip of her upturned nose: "That's because they didn't see you. If you compete, you must swim faster than me."

"I can't." Zhong Ting said politely.

"Okay, you're welcome, who doesn't know that you are an all-around player in our school."

The two of them talked to each other, back and forth, and when anyone was talking, Sanzhi was looking at Zhong Cheng.

The car started, and the teacher who led the team asked people to sit down, and Lin Di'er turned around obediently.

As soon as she turned her head, Sanzhi leaned close to Zhong Cheng's ear, with a sweet and crispy taste in her mouth: "Brother, you laughed just now, it seems that Mom met Aunt Wei."

Because of Mrs. Zhu's irresponsibility, Zhong Meili simply recognized Sanzhi as her godson. In the past three years, Sanzhi came to her house every time she was on vacation, so she was used to calling her mother.

Auntie Wei is a gossiping instant noodle aunt in their community. She speaks loudly and loves to chew her tongue. She often finds people to gossip.

Every time she met Zhong Meili, she would chatter for a long time, but Zhong Meili didn't know how to refuse, so she just dealt with it with an awkward smile.

Zhong Cheng nodded his head and pushed him back, and said slowly: "You should have observed carefully at this time."

I don't know if it's really stupid or fake stupid, my little head is sometimes ineffective.

The author has something to say:

1. Time is good

2. Chasing wife crematorium (probably)

3. When can I eat a baby?