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When He Zhi sent people out, Lu Zhansheng kept poking his head and looking out. He saw He Zhi said something after he left the house. Qin He immediately blushed when he heard it. He was very satisfied, the kind of satisfaction that raised his eyebrows.

However, after Qin He left, He Zhi didn't go back to the living room, but went back to his own room without saying a word. Lu Zhansheng was not very satisfied. Sitting at the desk and writing something, he was even more dissatisfied.

From Lu Zhansheng's point of view, if He Zhi felt unwell and went back to lie down, he would have nothing to say, but since he didn't lie down, it meant that his body wasn't that uncomfortable, but he ignored him and looked back on himself. Room…

That means He Zhi is throwing face at him again.

In Lu Zhansheng's opinion, the reason for this face-shaking was nothing more than his displeasure because his good deeds were disturbed by him.

Then there is no other way, Lu Zhan said in his heart that who told you to ask me not to find a girlfriend, if you don't let me find it, can I let you find it.

After being on the same spot for a long time, Lu Zhansheng went to the bicycle outside to get back the peach cakes he bought just now, and threw them directly on He Zhi's table when he entered the room.

There was a loud snap, and there was a lot of movement.

He Zhi looked sideways and frowned. "What's this?"

"Poison!" Lu Zhansheng said, "After taking it and closing your eyes, you won't have the kind of headache and discomfort!"

"..."

He Zhi glanced again, then turned around and asked him, "Where did you get the money from?"

"You don't care!" Lu Zhansheng said, "I didn't steal or snatch it anyway, I bought it in a fair way!"

He Zhi paused, then asked again, "Did you eat?"

"Who said I didn't..."

I don't know when it started, as long as Lu Zhansheng faced He Zhi, he would subconsciously talk back and refute whatever He Zhi said.

It is true that Lu Zhansheng did not eat, and it is true that he has no money because he bought peach cakes, but he does not think that he did not eat because of this matter. This is completely two concepts for him, and he does not want to let He Zhi thought so, so he opened his mouth and wanted to refute that he had already eaten.

However, my stomach was not up to snuff, and before he could finish speaking, he gurgled twice.

Lu Zhansheng: ...

He Zhi looked at him, sighed helplessly, then got up and went out, and when he came back, he had food in his hand.

amount.

Lu Zhansheng was in a complicated mood.

"Is this the lunch that Aunt Luo left for you?"

He Zhi ignored him and directly stuffed the bowl into his hand.

"It has both eggs and meat. It looks like a sick meal. Wouldn't it be a pity to give it to me?"

He Zhi went back to his desk and sat down.

"Besides, what do you eat if you give it to me? You're hungry. Don't do it. If you get hungry, Aunt Luo won't kill me when you come back."

He Zhi sighed.

"Besides, I can't bear to look at you now. You put on a face and don't say a word. It's like I robbed you."

He Zhi said helplessly, "Shut up and eat."

"..."

Lu Zhansheng was speechless for a long time.

Holding the bowl of rice, I don't want to eat it or not, it feels a little hot.

After a while, Lu Zhansheng muttered something. "Can't really make you hungry?"

He Zhi looked back at him and said, "I have no appetite."

no appetite?

Oh, Lu Zhan said in his heart that it is true that he has no appetite when he is sick, but if there is something he likes to eat, then it is not necessarily so.

"You can eat that."

Lu Zhan pointed to the box of peach cakes with his chin. "The uncle at the supply and marketing agency said it was delivered this morning, so it's fresh."

He Zhi also glanced at the box of peach cakes when he heard the words.

He Zhi didn't say anything, but Lu Zhansheng felt as if he understood He Zhi's eyes in an instant. He felt that He Zhi wanted to eat, but he was embarrassed.

He Zhi seemed to have no desires and desires since he was a child, and he was very ordinary about everything, but in fact he loved sweets, especially peach cakes. When he was young, Aunt Luo would buy him a box every now and then, and Lu Zhansheng often treated him like a girl She laughed at him about his sweet tooth.

Due to the severe social situation in the past few years, the living conditions at home are not as good as before, and peach cakes are expensive, so He Zhi doesn't let Aunt Luo buy them often, even though he still likes to eat them very much.

From Lu Zhansheng's point of view, He Zhi loved to carry it since he was a child. He kept whatever thoughts he had in his heart, and he basically didn't take the initiative to ask for anything he wanted. Definitely not eating it on my own initiative.

So, after much deliberation, Lu Zhansheng put down the bowl, got up, opened the package, took out a piece of peach cake, broke He Zhi's chin and fed it directly into his mouth.

Lu Zhansheng swears that he really didn't intend to bully others, he just thought of He Zhi's habit, He Zhi couldn't put back the things he had already bitten, he would just take them down and continue to eat them silently, Lu Zhansheng just wanted to Save the troublesome persuasion link.

But unexpectedly, He Zhi misunderstood him. After being stunned for a moment, he slapped his hand away, then glared at him, and panted angrily.

This…

Lu Zhansheng couldn't hold back at that time, and burst out laughing.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that it's too funny for a person like He Zhi, who is usually serious and rigid, to stare wide-eyed with a large piece of peach cake stuffed in his mouth.

However, he found that He Zhi's face had turned red with anger, so Lu Zhansheng didn't continue to be too presumptuous. After all, He Zhi was sick, and he was afraid that if he got really angry, Aunt Luo would kick him out with a knife.

Lu Zhansheng smiled, took a piece of oiled paper from the peach cake box, and stuffed it into He Zhi's hand: "Take this as a cushion, and eat quickly."

He Zhi continued to stare at him, his brow twisted.

Also being stared at, Lu Zhansheng didn't get angry this time, on the contrary he was in a good mood.

When he is in a good mood, Lu Zhansheng will be much more open-minded, and he is too lazy to be angry or tough.

When he was in a good mood, he would occasionally give He Zhi a step up.

"Oops, don't be angry, just make a joke, look at your ignorance, I'm wrong, can't you?"

"... "

He Zhi frowned for a long time, and then used the oiled paper to take off the peach cake in his mouth, then stared at him fiercely and cursed: "It's not big or small!"

"Hahaha..."

Lu Zhansheng couldn't hold back again, and laughed for a long time.

After laughing enough, Lu Zhansheng went back steadily to pick up the bowl, and began to eat the meal He Zhi gave him.

After taking the first bite, He Zhi glared at him, the meaning was obvious: don't babble.

After taking the second bite, He Zhi glared at him again: Don't eat too fast.

Take a third bite....

Lu Zhansheng turned around directly and temporarily turned off the hearing function.

It doesn’t work if you don’t close it, because a good mood and a good appetite will be destroyed quickly. He Zhi has too many demands on him to eat. Can't open my mouth yet...

Anyway, very annoying.

After Lu Zhansheng finished the bowl of rice in a hurry, he looked back and saw that He Zhi had only eaten half of the peach cake. Lu Zhansheng felt that if he was forced to do the same, he would be suffocated to death.

But the strange thing is that although Lu Zhansheng doesn't like himself like this, he doesn't hate He Zhi like this either.

Although He Zhi's eating is slow and cumbersome, it is worth watching.

After putting something he likes into his mouth, He Zhi's eyebrows would raise unconsciously, chew for a long time, swallow it, wipe his mouth, and then take another sip.

If it's something he doesn't like, He Zhi will frown first, puff his mouth twice, then swallow it silently, wipe his mouth and never touch it again.

Moreover, He Zhi eats in small mouthfuls, without opening his mouth wide, and the frequency of chewing can be kept consistent, without any movement, like a silent little hamster.

Lu Zhansheng didn't really like He Zhi's goofy character, but he liked to watch him eat slowly, and found it very interesting.

However, generally there is no such condition. It is difficult for him and He Zhi to have a long-term peaceful state. For example, now, he has watched He Zhi eat for less than ten seconds. His own prickly eyes glared at him.

If Lu Zhansheng glared back immediately at this moment, then they would choke each other and break up unhappy.

Lu Zhansheng was also quite puzzled. If you say that there is really no deep hatred between him and He Zhi, but even if there is incompatibility, often the other party's eyes can arouse his anger, which is very miraculous.

Ugh.

After Lu Zhansheng and He Zhi glared at each other, they thought to themselves that forget about today, they have suffered such a great crime, and they are sick again, just bear with it.

In order to divert his attention, Lu Zhansheng stood up and wandered around the room, and saw what He Zhi was writing on his desk.

Lu Zhansheng went over to take a look, and found that it was a page of copybooks.

"Why are you writing this?"

He Zhi glanced at it, swallowed what was in his mouth, and said, "It's for the school."

"Oh."

Lu Zhan knew it. He Zhi studied well since he was a child, and he is good at writing. He can be used as a model for everything. Before graduation, the teachers often asked him to write copybooks for the children in the lower grades who could not write well. In the past, Lu Zhan students also accepted I've been there, but he tore it up.

Lu Zhansheng casually picked up a sheet and looked at it. Large, medium, and small, with a mouthful of hands, he clicked his tongue. "Your handwriting is the same as that printed by a machine. It has no spirituality at all. The teachers are also big-hearted, and they are not afraid that those gangsters will learn to be an old-fashioned old man like you."

"..."

He Zhi continued to bite his peach cake with a speechless expression.

Lu Zhansheng put down that one, and flipped through the others, and found that the bottom one was not written with "big, medium and small population hands", so he pulled it out.

"Yo, what is this?"

He Zhi hesitated slightly when he heard the words, raised his head and glanced, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab it.

Seeing this reaction, Lu Zhansheng thought it was something shameful, he immediately circled back to avoid it, and then held up the piece of paper and began to read:

"The rain is violent and the wind is mad at the evening of March, the door is closed at dusk, there is no plan to stay in spring."

After reading it, he was still puzzled: What is it, why is it a poem, and he still can't understand it.

He asked He Zhi: "What does this mean? Is it so difficult for elementary school students to learn poetry?"

He Zhi frowned for a long time, lowered his eyes, and ignored him.

Lu Zhansheng: ...

Lu Zhansheng suspected that He Zhi, the bastard, was secretly calling him illiterate in his heart. He was not convinced, and continued to read:

"If you ask how much leisure time there is, there is a river of tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy."

Lu Zhansheng frowned, realizing that he had never heard this sentence before.

Keep looking down.

I seem to have learned this sentence, but I can't remember it.

This sentence... I don't understand.

This sentence...

What, this is all, I have never seen it before!

Lu Zhan frowned and looked down for a long time, finally, he finally found a sentence he had seen and understood.

"Hey, hey, I've heard this sentence before, 'The moon on the bottom of the sea is the moon in the sky', but why did you only write half a sentence?"

He Zhi glanced at him, but said nothing.

Lu Zhansheng: ...

He felt that He Zhi was questioning him. In order to prove that he really knew, he immediately went over to pick up He Zhi's pen, lay down on the table and filled in the second half of the sentence in the blank space behind.

After finishing writing, he proudly slapped He Zhi in front of his face. "Well, open your eyes and see, am I right?"

Lu Zhansheng's handwriting is the same as his own, unrestrained, frivolous and scribbled, with a huge difference and strong contrast with the original writing style on the paper.

He Zhi glanced at the line of words, lowered his eyes slightly, and after a while, pulled the piece of paper, opened the drawer and stuffed it in.

Ok?

Lu Zhansheng didn't understand this. "Why are you throwing face again, isn't it just writing a few words on your paper, why are you so stingy."

He Zhi ignored him, and didn't eat the remaining half of the peach cake. He put it back in the box, wrapped it up, and stuffed it in the drawer as well.

Ok? ? ?

This student Lu Zhan didn't understand even more. "He Zhi! What do you mean! What are you doing with just a piece of torn paper!"

He Zhi took back his pen, turned around and continued writing the copybook.

Lu Zhan was so angry that he came up again, and he was about to be overwhelmed. He glared at He Zhi and cursed: "I don't know why!"

After cursing, he turned his head and walked out. When he reached the door, he was so angry that he kicked the small bench.

After Lu Zhan slammed the door angrily and left, He Zhi put down his pen and remained silent for a long time, then opened the drawer and looked at the words on the paper:

The bottom of the sea is the sky and the moon, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart.

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The author has something to say:

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Comrade Xiao Lu, you don’t study hard at ordinary times, and you can’t understand your brother’s poems (mood) at critical moments, really~

Note:

How much leisure do you ask?Yichuan Tobacco, the city is full of wind, and plums are yellow when it rains. ——He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"

The rain is violent and the wind is mad at the evening of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flower·How Deep is the Courtyard"

The moon on the bottom of the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart. ——Zhang Ailing "Love in a Fallen City"