I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

"A Yao, what are you talking about?" Lu Zhiheng put one hand on the back of his hand and the other on his shoulder, staring at him closely.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xin looked at the rearview mirror inexplicably, "It's almost here."

Zhuang Wenyao seemed to turn a deaf ear to it.

He felt so strange.

He especially wanted to hold Lu Zhiheng's pretty face, kiss him hard on his pretty mouth, and then stick it next to his ear and say loudly: Don't do this with others!

But he didn't understand, what was going on with this inexplicable possessive desire?

Lu Zhiheng is not his property, but a friend!Between friends, shouldn't we treat each other honestly and don't care about gains and losses!

But, who wants to kiss their friends?The real problem is here!

Zhuang Wenyao's mind was in a mess, and suddenly his eyes went dark, pulling him back to reality in an instant.

It turned out that they had already arrived at Jialin Xinyuan, and Zhang Xin drove into the underground garage.

Without even thinking about it, Zhuang Wenyao took Lu Zhiheng's hand and wrapped his arm around his shoulder: "Mom, why did you drive in directly?"

"It's okay." Lu Zhiheng said softly, leaning on Zhuang Wenyao's shoulder under the influence of inertia, "You're here, I'm not afraid."

"..." Zhuang Wenyao's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction filled his chest, "Oh..."

"Don't just drive in, I'll fly in?" Zhang Xin didn't understand, she turned the steering wheel and said with a smile.

In fact, the underground garage is not so dark. There are lights installed, but it is not as bright as outside when I first came in.

But thanks to this gap, Zhuang Wenyao was freed from the chaotic thoughts.

When they got home, the two packed up separately. When it was time for dinner, Zhuang Wenyao went to Lu Zhiheng to invite him to his house for dinner.

Before Zhuang Fangyi got off work, Zhang Xin made a table of light home-cooked dishes and enjoyed them with her two children.

During the summer vacation, it has been configured like this for a long time, so the three of them are very used to this atmosphere.

Only this time, Zhuang Wenyao, the little expert in the active atmosphere, was surprisingly silent, and suddenly implemented the good habit of "not talking about food". Most of the time, it was Lu Zhiheng who was telling anecdotes about his trip to the capital.

Zhuang Wenyao ate in silence blindly, cheering every now and then, with a lazy look, but he was just trying to cover up his guilty conscience on the way home, and he listened carefully to every word Lu Zhiheng said.

After the meal, Zhuang Wenyao took the initiative to ask Ying to do the dishes, and returned to the living room after cleaning up. Lu Zhiheng was showing Zhang Xin the photos he took. Most of them were the customs of the capital, and the famous local universities were also indispensable.

Looking at his photo in front of the highest university in the country, Zhuang Wenyao has a feeling that in the future, to be more precise, he will also be a member of this place a year later.

He is so good, Zhuang Wenyao thought.

Lu Zhiheng will become a very good person in the future, and the person he likes must be equally good, and they will be together happily.

As a friend, Zhuang Wenyao should send him off and bless him, instead of blindly helping him tie him by his side!

How could he have such selfish and vicious thoughts about him!

Zhuang Wenyao woke up completely, and the hidden impulse was forcibly extinguished by reason.

He felt ashamed of the dark side of his heart, and apologized to Lu Zhiheng in his heart.

No more cranky thoughts! ! !

As the sky was getting dark, Lu Zhiheng got up: "It's getting late, I should go home."

"Leaving so early?" Zhang Xin still wanted to stay with him for a while, but she thought that he must be very nervous about studying because he was in his third year of high school.

"Well," Lu Zhiheng smiled distressedly, "There is still a month of lessons to make up."

That's right, Lu Zhiheng went to the training camp and missed a month's class!Zhuang Wenyao asked: "How to make up?"

"Go to the teacher's house," Lu Zhiheng replied, "Teachers of mathematics, chemistry, and biology will make up two separate lessons for me and Yi Yuan, so as to combine the things taught in school for a month."

"Oh... so hard..." Zhuang Wenyao felt a little sad, "Then we won't be able to do homework together during the holiday..."

"Yes," Lu Zhiheng said with a smile, "I don't have to go every day. When we don't go, we can study together!"

Zhuang Wenyao turned from worry to joy: "Okay! Hee hee..."

"Yes!" Zhang Xin was also very supportive, "Xiao Lu, when you are alone at home, just ask him to accompany you!"

"Yeah!" Zhuang Wenyao nodded obediently, "I'm always on call!"

"So cute!" Lu Zhiheng smiled and rubbed the top of his hair, "Then Auntie, I'm going home first today."

"Well, rest well!"

……

So Zhuang Wenyao is like a concubine who keeps her own life, keeps her own life, hides her powers and bides her time, and has nothing to do with the world. She started a ten-day long vacation waiting to be flopped.

On the first day, Lu Zhiheng went to the teacher's house to make up lessons.Zhuang Wenyao was bored at home alone, did homework for half a day, and had a ball game with his brothers in the afternoon.

Make an appointment in the WeChat group of "Dream Team of Melting City", still in the same place, with those same people: Liu Chang, Yang Nan, Zhang Yeran.

It wasn't until Zhuang Wenyao arrived at the stadium that he realized that he was the only one in the audience, and he was the only one who was straight!

What crime have I committed—

But fortunately, everyone is a good friend with good golf skills. As soon as they are on the court, they play seriously, never paddle, and don't talk about their children... their personal affairs.

During the break, Zhuang Wenyao and Zhang Yeran sat on the bench drinking water, watching Liu Chang and Yang Nan face each other.

Zhuang Wenyao teased him: "Are you envious?"

"I'm so envious!" Zhang Yeran took a sip of water sourly, "It's great that they are all local! We can see each other every day even during the holidays. Unlike the two of us, we became long-distance relationships as soon as the holidays came!"

"Don't you have a mobile phone? You can contact me by WeChat or phone."

"That's right," Zhang Yeran lowered his head in distress, "I wanted to call him, but I didn't dare, because I was afraid of disturbing his studies. After all, my wife is a top student, so..."

Zhuang Wenyao comforted: "Distance produces beauty."

Zhang Ye couldn't listen, and scratched his head frantically, "I miss my wife—"

"Hahahaha... It's only the first day of the holiday, and I have to suffer from lovesickness!" Zhuang Wenyao thought it was very funny, and it was very different from his usual.

Smiling and laughing, he suddenly found a question, "Wait, you call Zhang Rui your daughter-in-law?"

"Ang." Speaking of this, Zhang Yeran regained his energy, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, "It's just the two of us, in private. What's wrong?"

"No, isn't he angry when you call him that?" Zhuang Wenyao couldn't help asking, "Doesn't he hate people saying that he looks like a girl the most?"

"It's annoying, but I'm fine." Zhang Yeran laughed innocently, "Only I can call him that."

Zhuang Wenyao: "..."

He's meowing.

Salty eat radish light worry.

Why are you meddling in the couple's business?

He was also stuffed with dog food.

What is the picture?

Zhuang Wenyao gulped down a sip of water depressedly: "The bitter wine hurts my throat and my heart hurts. What use do I need these ears for?"

"Hey, Brother Yao." Zhang Yeran called him.

Zhuang Wenyao didn't bother to talk to him, and said angrily, "Well?"

"Come back from the holidays, and the monthly exam will start at the beginning of school."

Yes.In previous years, the first monthly exam in the autumn semester was before the sports meeting.But this year's situation is special, the holiday is early, so it was postponed until after the National Day holiday.

Zhuang Wenyao let out a "huh".

"Brother Yao, help me!" Zhang Yeran suddenly begged kindly, "My daughter-in-law is number one in the class, so I have to get my grades up and try to be worthy of her! Even if I can't take the exam One, I am satisfied to be on the same level as you! So brother Yao, take me with you!"

Although Zhang Yeran's grades were not considered bad, they were only at the middle level. Sometimes he performed exceptionally well and got in the top ten, but most of the time he was still in the mid-twenties.

"Why are you asking me?" Zhuang Wenyao said, "You have a boyfriend who got the first place in the exam, so go find him directly."

"I don't want to lose face!" Zhang Yeran said, "I want to make progress secretly and impress him!"

Learning for love is really a touching drama!Zhuang Wenyao was a little moved, and shared his review plan and learning methods with him: "Don't delve into difficult problems before the exam, read more classic question types and error-prone test points in the wrong question book, and form your own system. Got 70.00% points."

"I learned it!" Zhang Yeran typed and recorded on the memo on the phone, "What about Chinese and English?"

"These two subjects are based on accumulation, and you should input more in your usual time. Before the exam, how about familiarizing yourself with the composition model and classic sentence structures?"

"It makes sense! You have to read the model essay, otherwise you don't know what to make up..." Zhang Yeran quickly recorded.

"Oh, by the way," Zhuang Wenyao suddenly thought, "Do you usually play Weibo? Someone will share the real exam questions of previous exams on Chaohua. You can refer to it. Although I haven't played Weibo for a long time and haven't read it much, but it should be Very useful!"

"It's useful! It must be useful! It's a real question!" Zhang Yeran said repeatedly, "Actually, I don't usually watch Superchat, and I post all the trivial things, the information is too fragmented..."

Zhuang Wenyao expressed his understanding: "Chaohua seems to have a search function. If you don't want to read anything else, you can directly search for 'real questions' and it will come out."

"There's still this function! I'll try it when I get back..."

In fact, Zhuang Wenyao didn't know about this function at the beginning. It was a waste of time to search for useful resources one by one in the information garbage all over the sky. I learned it from the "stars" when I was playing "Xingyao Continent" later... But after that he uninstalled Weibo, so it was of no use.

It's getting late, the four basketball teenagers have played enough, and they go back to their respective homes to find their mothers.

Lu Zhiheng had to make up lessons the next day, which was fine, Concubine Zhuang fell out of favor and continued to make ball games with her friends with tears in her eyes.

While doing homework at home in the morning, I received a private message from Zhang Yeran.

Ye Ranruo God: [Brother Yao, arrive at the stadium an hour earlier today]

Ye Ran Ruo God: [I'll be there at two o'clock! ]

Yao: [? ]

Yao: [Is there something wrong? ]

Ye Ran Ruo God: [Yes, there is something to do! ]

Yao: [What's wrong? ]

Ye Ran Ruo God: [I'm here to tell you face to face! ]

Ye Ran Ruo God: [/angry]

He seemed very angry.Zhuang Wenyao had a question mark on his face, he didn't know what to do, so he had to go to the stadium ahead of time as he said.

In the afternoon of early autumn, the breeze brings coolness, but the sun is more intense in the high and clear sky. Just looking up a little, you feel dazzling.

Zhang Yeran was sitting alone on a bench outside the court, looking down at his mobile phone, his slightly arched back looked a little lonely.

Zhuang Wenyao walked over and was about to call him, but Zhang Yeran had already noticed his approach, stood up suddenly, turned his head, and looked at him with an indescribable indignation:

"Good job, Zhuang Wenyao! I treat you like a brother, and I will treat you with all my heart and soul. It's good for you to hide with me! You're playing with me!"

"?" A string of cannonballs blinded him, "What am I hiding? What am I hiding? Why am I playing with you?"

Zhang Yeran turned the phone screen in front of Zhuang Wenyao: "Be honest, how long have you been talking with God Lu?"

"???" Zhuang Wenyao was puzzled at first, and then found it funny, "How long have you been talking about..." Where did you hear the rumors?

But when he saw the photos on his phone, the unspoken words choked in his throat:

In the dimly lit box, Zhuang Wenyao frowned slightly, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he separated his hands and fingers, pressing on the back of Lu Zhiheng's head.The latter's clear eyes widened slightly, staring at the face close at hand.The beautiful profile lines of the two overlap each other, and their lips will never touch.The pixels of the photo are a bit hazy, their faces are dark and unclear, but there is a little more ambiguous atmosphere.Coupled with the tricky shooting angle, at first glance, it looks like a kiss.

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