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2012—Ji Chuanzuo Zhizi, a third-year high school student, in the first semester.

It was past eight o'clock when Zuo Zhizi got home.

My sister hasn't come home yet, she also sent a message to Oikawa Toru after finishing dinner.

【Azuo: Have you eaten yet? 】

After the message was sent, there was no reply.Zuo Zhizi was not surprised, and even felt expected; she was lying on the sofa, shaking her calf, distracted and thinking.

The food heated up in the microwave gradually gave off an attractive aroma, but she just ate two steamed buns on the way home, so she wasn't very hungry.The phone she placed on her chest vibrated suddenly, and Zuo Zhizi quickly opened the flip of the phone——

[Ji Chuanche: Not yet.

Oikawa Toru: I just woke up, my head hurts so much QWQ

Oi Chuanche: Cats Rolling.jpg

Azuo: ...

Zuo: Come and open the door. 】

She turned over and sat up on the sofa, and patted her cheeks with both hands. The soft flesh on her palms and cheeks felt a little pain at the same time due to the reaction of force.

Taking a deep breath, Zuo Zhizi put on her slippers and went out - the moment she opened the door, the door next door just opened, and Oi Chuanche leaned against the door, sickly with her head down, and met her gaze.

Zuo Zhizi's movement of closing the door paused for a moment.She held onto the doorknob and raised her head: "I've cooked, do you want to come over to eat?"

Oi Chuanche quickly agreed: "Okay!"

He used to wear slippers at home, and the distance between neighbors was only two or three steps, so he didn't even have to change shoes.Ji Chuanche followed Zuo Zhizi home, and the living room of Zuo Zhizi's house was filled with the aroma of food.

Dinner is Inari sushi, pickled cucumber, miso soup, boiled green pepper.

...too bland.

Oi Chuanche felt that he could hear his taste buds howling.He covered his face with a weak voice: "Azuo, at least the green pepper—"

Zuo Zhizi smiled: "Anyway, you can't taste it."

Oi Chuanche defended himself: "Even if you can't taste the taste, it takes courage to stuff green peppers into your mouth, right? That unpalatable taste is simply engraved into human DNA!"

Zuo Zhizi ignored his complaints, and directly took a bowl of rice - Oi Chuanche saw that he was powerless to change the dinner menu, so he had to hang his head and go to the kitchen to get chopsticks by himself.

The small wooden table in front of the TV is just right to leave a gap when two people are sitting. Zuo Zhizi is not idle when eating. She puts the vocabulary book next to the rice bowl and reads it while eating.Ji Chuanche picked up the remote control on the sofa very skillfully, and tuned the TV series to the sports channel.

"Azuo—"

"Ok?"

"……So hot."

"The air conditioner remote is under the sofa cushions."

Oi Chuanche turned sideways, stretched his arms and groped under the sofa cushion for a while, and found the remote control of the air conditioner after a while.

Turning on the air conditioner to 20°, Oikawa got up and closed the window.He often came to Zuo Zhizi's house, and he used to spend the night here. He was so familiar with the whole apartment that he would not bump into the cabinet with his eyes closed. Watching the volleyball game replayed on TV.

It's a national game.

He swayed around, came back after closing the window, and sat down opposite Zuo Zhizi again.The fan blades of the air conditioner turned, and the sound of the air-conditioning tilting was mixed with the sound of the fan. The incandescent lamp above the two of them illuminated the entire living room.

Zuo Zhizi looked up: "Have you taken the medicine?"

Ji Chuanche: "Take the medicine for fever after meals."

Zuo Zhizi supported the floor with one hand, moved to the side, and turned off the fan sideways.Without the fan, the whole living room is much quieter, only the sound of the air conditioner blades and the TV is left.

She stared at the vocabulary book spread out on the dining table, and said, "Does uncle and aunt know that you are sick?"

Oi Chuanche: "I didn't tell them. Anyway, it's not a big deal. Just take some medicine and you'll be fine in two days."

Zuo Zhizi: "Why did you go to training when you were sick this morning?"

Oi Chuanche: "I thought it was just a mild cold... Maybe it was infected by you."

Zuo Zhizi: "Why do you think my mouth must be sweet when kissed?"

Oi Chuanche: "...cough cough cough!"

He was choked, his face was red from coughing, and while desperately patting his chest, he grabbed the water glass on the table and drank a big gulp; the boy's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the rice ball and water with difficulty, his throat was stretched slightly pain.

Pressing the violently rising and falling chest and breathing heavily, Oi Chuanche felt as if the giant sword hanging above his head had finally fallen at this moment.He raised his eyes to look at Zuo Zhizi, but found that Zuo Zhizi was not looking at him, but was still reciting English words.

Oi Chuanche pressed his neck, feeling guilty, and lowered his voice: "It's... the taste, right? Because it smells like butter."

Zuo Zhizi: "That's the smell of body lotion."

Oi Chuanche: "Ha, haha—it turns out to be body lotion...Wow!"

The knee under the table was kicked suddenly, Oi Chuanche shrieked and retracted his leg.Zuo Zhizi, who kicked him, raised a sweet smile, as always, with a strange expression: "Oh? Does it hurt? But I didn't use any force."

Oi Chuanche hugged his knees, wanted to roll all over the floor but was afraid of hitting the table, so he could only lie sideways on the sofa with difficulty.

Zuo Zhizi put down the bowl and chopsticks: "I'm done eating, you wash the dishes."

Oi Chuanche: "I am a patient!"

Zuo Zhizi picked up the vocabulary book on the table: "Then clean up the table, put the dirty bowls in the sink, I'll wash them later. Go home and take your medicine after dinner, I'm going back to my room to review my homework. "

She ordered, stood up, and walked to her room with the dictionary in one hand.Walking past the sofa, Zuo Zhizi's clothes were caught by Oi Chuanche - she stopped, lowered her head, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Oi Chuanche.

Oi Chuanche let go of his knees, lay down on the sofa and looked up at Zuo Zhizi.His eyes were still red, probably from coughing just now, and the honey-colored pupils were shimmering under the incandescent light.

Such a delicate and elegant face matched the athlete's tall and strong body.

The cuffs of the daily white long sleeves are rolled up, the muscles on the boy's arms are tense, the lines are sharp and sharp, with a hormonal, light and seductive aura.

Zuo Zhizi hadn't changed her clothes yet, she was still wearing her school uniform.The corner of the straight ironed shirt was crumpled by Oikawa Toru, his skin color and the snow-white shirt formed a strong color contrast.

Zuo Zhizi: "Is there anything else?"

Oikawa Tetsu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, but his brows furrowed more and more.After a slow silence, Oi Chuanche let go of Zuo Zhizi's clothes, and lay back sickly: "...I have to think about it again."

He didn't say what he needed to think about again.But combined with what happened today, it seems that it can leave a little room for speculation full of reverie.

Zuo Zhizi pressed the corner of her shirt with her palm, and instead of going back to the room, she sat down directly on the armrest of the sofa.Her calf was next to Oi Chuanche, and Oi Chuanche moved back to avoid touching Zuo Zhizi.

Zuo Zhizi: "I have to think again."

To be honest, although the two are exes in name—after all, they dated for a short time last summer—neither Oi Chuanche nor Zuo Zhizi can treat each other the way they normally treat their exes.That short-lived relationship, rather than saying that the two were in a relationship, it was better to say that it was the experimental result of two people [decided to try a relationship].

Although Zuozhizi didn't have time to figure out the outcome, their short-lived relationship fell through due to realistic choices, so quickly that even their best friend Iwaizumi didn't know that the two guys were still dating.

After all, in the eyes of Mr. Iwaizumi, both of them have not yet graduated from the top class of kindergarten.

At the beginning, Zuo Zhizi was sitting on the sofa thinking very straightly - after sitting for a while, she changed to a more comfortable and casual posture and lay down on the sofa, her eyes were slightly attracted by the volleyball game on the TV.

Oikawa Toru is obviously thinking about something too.But at this time, he shouted with excellent observation skills: "You are actually distracted watching TV!"

"..."

Zuo Zhizi, who was distracted and caught, felt guilty for two seconds, and immediately responded to Ji Chuanche with a louder voice: "Didn't you get distracted to watch the setter?"

Oi Chuanche was shocked: "How did you find out?"

Zuo Zhizi: "...are you really watching?"

"..."

The two looked at each other, Oi Chuanche touched the tip of his nose, and took the lead to look away, feeling rather annoyed: here we come again.

Whenever he feels that he has seized a good opportunity and is about to clarify the relationship between him and Zuo Zhizi, they will always divert the topic to a super far place in two or three sentences.And this result happened completely naturally, not by any of them trying to escape.

Therefore, it is not good to have a relationship with a friend who is too familiar.

They are also overcooked.

Ripe all.

"Since we're all distracted by watching TV, then we're even." Zuo Zhizi concluded.

Oikawa had to agree.Otherwise, they would quarrel again inexplicably about this matter soon, and Ji Chuanche was sure that in the end, the reason for their quarrel would become beyond recognition.

He lay back on the ground, spread his hands and sighed: "It's weird to continue like this? It's not right to say it's an ex or a friend...I'm sorry, but I do dream of you sometimes."

Zuo Zhizi: "Is your dream healthy?"

Oi Chuanche: "..."

Zuo Zhizi: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

In one sense it should be healthy, but in another sense it's not so good - and it shouldn't be too healthy either.

The topic stopped here, and the two fell silent again.Zuo Zhizi can no longer memorize English words anymore, lying on the sofa, not wanting to move very much, and can't find any topic to continue for the time being.She originally wanted to chat with Oikawa Toru about their current relationship.

...Should I say friends?Or is it an object of sexual fantasy under certain healthy conditions?Or the ex who broke up after half a month of dating?

Strangely, Zuo Zhizi couldn't distinguish these relationships.She thought that there would be no stranger friends in this world than she and Oi Chuanche, with youthful desire/desire and attraction mixed in the friendship, who planned to separate but were unwilling to lose each other no matter what.

If either of them is slightly older than the current age by four or five years, this matter will be resolved easily; but both of them are ignorant high school students, and the biggest love experience so far is about From Bubble Play.

They racked their brains to come up with what they thought was the best solution, but they couldn't solve the troubles of this summer.Two boyish guys trying to piece together the correct answer using their experience with negative numbers.

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2022-08-0611:44:37~2022-08-0710:01:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of chen; 2 bottles of baa baa;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!