Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

In fact, Fu Shi's grades have been poor since he was a child. Fu's mother has always had a laissez-faire attitude. As a result, in the second year of high school, she suddenly put all the pressure on Fu Shi. After the final exam, she was furious at him.

Fu Shi huddled on the sofa of Shen Changtang's house aggrievedly, sobbing.

"She hit me."

"You don't know how to hide?" Shen Changtang asked as he handed him a glass of warm water.

"I was even angrier for hiding from her." Fu Shi said, "You have never been beaten, you don't understand."

This is really Shen Changtang's knowledge blind spot. He sighed and sat beside Fu Shi: "Your grades this semester are really too low."

"Isn't it the same before?" Fu Shi insisted.

"It used to be junior high school and first year of high school, but now it's the second year of high school. It's just over a year before the college entrance examination." Shen Changtang said.

Mother Shen passed by the living room, saw Fu Shi's face full of tears, and asked, "Hour is here? What do you want to eat? Auntie will buy it later."

Fu Shi curled his lips: "Auntie, you are the best."

Mother Shen smiled shyly and went out with her bag.

"I'm so envious of you, your grades are the same as your mother's, I have to take the same score, right?" Fu Shi howled.

"Okay, don't cry." Shen Changtang pulled two pieces of paper for him, "Looking at the 1.9-meter tall man, why do you cry so hard?"

Fu Shi wanted to reply that he cried even harder at his own home just now, but after he wiped away his tears, he sniffed his nose twice and asked, "Where are the strawberries that Auntie washed for me?"

Shen Changtang, who took a sip of strawberry juice, looked at him in embarrassment: "...I ate it."

Fu Shi curled his lips and almost called out again.

Zhuang Cheng came to Shen Changtang's house with a few boxes of strawberries after dinner. He asked, "Where's Fushi? They don't reply to me."

Shen Changtang huddled in his padded jacket and said, "He slept like a pig."

Zhuang Cheng: "...Didn't you say he was very sad?"

"It's very sad, I'm out of breath from crying." Shen Changtang said, "The mother is really angry this time, I just took a look at him while he was asleep, and there were red marks all over his arms, it was frightening to death. "

Zhuang Cheng frowned when he heard this: "Did you apply the medicine?"

"I was painting him, and you just called." Shen Changtang shrank his neck again, "It's too cold, you should go back first."

He took the strawberries handed by Zhuang Cheng and said, "I guess he will go to cram school with me tomorrow."

Zhuang Cheng nodded and said, "Hurry up and go back, it will be freezing and Zhou Yiyuan will be impatient again."

These words made Shen Changtang feel happy, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Good night."

Zhuang Cheng waved to him: "good night, good night."

Shen Changtang tiptoed home, and as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Shen's mother, which shocked him.

"mom."

Shen's mother glanced at his hand that was strangled red by the plastic bag and the whole bag of big and plump strawberries, and asked, "Who were you talking to just now?"

Shen Changtang slowly moved back to the sofa to warm up by the fire. After warming his hands, he felt much more comfortable. He replied, "My friend."

"What friend brought you strawberries after eleven o'clock?" Shen's mother sat opposite him and asked softly.

Shen Changtang smiled lightly and said, "Mom, did you misunderstand, he is a man."

Shen's mother took a deep look at Shen Changtang and said, "Whether I am a boy or a girl, I have to tell my mother when I am in love."

These words made Shen Changtang's heart skip a beat, he laughed dryly twice, and didn't continue to answer.

When he returned to the room, Shen's mother stopped him.

"Tangtang, do what you like."

Ballet was not Shen Changtang's favorite thing at first.

He's a little boy standing in the front row at kindergarten, how can a little boy dance?He didn't understand it, and neither did the rest of his class.After being pushed out by the boys in the class while going to the toilet, Shen Changtang's eyes were red with anger, he squeezed his small fists, and went home and said that he didn't want to learn ballet anymore.

Shen's mother told him gently and frankly that boys can also dance.

Shen's mother has always been very talkative, but she never gave Shen Changtang any room to act like a baby in this matter.

Until Shen Changtang finally realized that Shen's mother would not agree with him giving up the ballet that he had studied for many years, Shen Changtang had no choice but to continue to face the rumors, repeatedly practicing the basic skills of wearing bones, silently in his small dance room, for every time. Get on stage and get ready.

Why it has to be ballet, Shen's mother thought that Shen Changtang didn't know the reason, but Shen Changtang knew better than anyone else.

"What you think is the most important thing in the future." She repeated softly.

Shen Changtang bent his lips towards her, nodded and said, "I see."

The next day, when Fushi went to make up lessons with a whole schoolbag of strawberries in his arms, he wished he could drag Zhuang Cheng out of his seat and kiss him.

Zhuang Cheng, who was stared at by Fu Shi's strange eyes for a long time: "..."

Seeing Zhuang Cheng's blank expression, Fu Shi thought: Tsk, he must have been attacked by the master.

They left the classroom one after the other after class, and Liu Yue sat on his seat and blew his nose.

Shen Changtang originally wanted to pretend to be sick, which made Zhou Yiyuan feel distressed.Probably God saw that Shen Changtang lied too much, and really made him sick.

The top-heavy feeling was very unfavorable, and Shen Changtang felt that he was wrapped in such thick clothes for nothing, without any warmth at all.

Suddenly, a warm palm was placed on his forehead, and Zhou Yiyuan's slightly worried face gradually became clear in the foggy field of vision.

"Do you have a fever?"

Shen Changtang shook his head and cast a pitiful look at him.

There was water in her eyes, redness and tears at the end of her eyes, she was so delicate, she squeezed her nose and said, "Uncomfortable."

Don't mention how distressed Zhou Yiyuan was, he asked, "I'll take you to the hospital to have a look, okay?"

Shen Changtang shook his head, pulled the hem of his clothes, and patted the place beside him: "You stay with me."

Zhou Yiyuan pulled his hand away and said, "I'll go and buy some medicine for you."

Shen Changtang wanted to refuse, but Zhou Yiyuan had already walked out of the classroom in two or three steps, and he didn't even hear Shen Changtang's "remember to bring an umbrella".

Sure enough, Zhou Yiyuan came back drenched like a drowned rat, Shen Changtang looked at his wet hair, and said helplessly: "I told you to bring an umbrella, now you will be sick too."

Zhou Yiyuan took the paper handed over by Shen Changtang, stroked his hair casually twice, then took out a thermos cup from his bosom, and handed it to him.

"I soaked the medicine for you and brought it back, drink it while it's hot."

Shen Changtang looked at the thermos cup, then stared at him in a daze.

"I was afraid that there was no hot water here, so I soaked it in the pharmacy, but it was easy to get cold. There was a shopping mall next to me. I bought a thermos cup and put it back for you." Zhou Yiyuan explained, "I washed the cup. Use it again."

Shen Changtang took the thermos cup that didn't get half a drop of rain, curled his fingers slightly, and looked at Zhou Yiyuan with complex and deep eyes.

"Then why don't you remember to buy yourself an umbrella?" He asked with a hoarse voice.

Zhou Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, then bent his lips into a smile, and said, "Drink the medicine quickly."

Shen Changtang drank half of the glass, and handed the glass to Zhou Yiyuan: "Drink some too."

In such a cold day, it is easy to catch a cold after a shower.

Seeing Shen Changtang's resolute attitude, Zhou Yiyuan didn't refuse anymore, and drank the remaining half cup of the medicine, but the undissolved medicine sank to the bottom, and the taste was heavy and strong, which made Zhou Yiyuan frowned: "It's so hard to drink."

Shen Changtang took out a candy for him: "My mother gave it to me this morning."

It was said that it was left for him to take after drinking the medicine, but the patient didn't need it at all, and Zhou Yiyuan, a trainee patient, ate it instead.

After drinking the medicine, Shen Changtang felt warm all over. He lay on the table and looked at Zhou Yiyuan, reached out his hand to reach his forehead, and said, "I didn't even wipe the water off."

Zhou Yiyuan obediently lay down on the table and let him touch it. After Shen Changtang stroked the water droplets on Zhou Yiyuan's forehead, he smelled the strong medicinal smell in the air mixed with a hint of peach, which should be the candy smell in Zhou Yiyuan's mouth.

"Zhou Yiyuan." Shen Changtang blushed, and murmured to him.

At some point, his fingers climbed onto Zhou Yiyuan's wrist, and he touched his fingers along the palm of his hand. While Zhou Yiyuan was in a daze, he slipped in and inserted his five fingers.

"Is the sugar sweet?" Shen Changtang asked angrily.

He breathed warmly while speaking, and when he got so close, Zhou Yiyuan couldn't tell whether his panic came from the clasped hands or the swiftly approaching breath.

After a while, Zhou Yiyuan nodded: "Sweet..."

"Give me a taste too." Shen Changtang said.

Before Zhou Yiyuan could answer, Shen Changtang picked up the thin school uniform jacket with his left hand and covered them on their heads. A white light flashed for a moment. Before Zhou Yiyuan could react, Shen Changtang quickly tasted the taste from his lips.

Zhou Yiyuan was short of breath, his eyes were a little red, and he grabbed Shen Changtang's hand with great strength.

Shen Changtang's cheeks were stained with glow, and he didn't dare to look at him again.