20 years old

You curl up and fall like a ball of fire

I see the wall inside you and try to get close to you

You may have been torn and crippled

But still the most complete you

everything is melancholy blue

But I want to cover this melancholy

Dim out happiness at the gap

Let it become the blue of hope, the blue of happiness

【Dividing line】

After school, Che Zhihao held Ma Zhiyu's arm who was about to leave, and made Ma Zhiyu dumbfounded by pretending to be wronged. "Can't you wait for me, let's go together."

"Yes, yes, so don't act like an old man going to the grave." Ma Zhiyu showed a warm and bright smile, as if those broken bones could always be repaired.

The two walked to the bus station together, and Ma Zhiyu suddenly remembered something, with a sly smile on his face. "By the way, your house seems to be in the opposite direction to mine!"

"Walking is indeed the opposite direction, but it's different when taking a bus. We take the same bus." Che Zhihao's smug expression declared all the time, I'm sorry, you lost.

"The bus is here, get in the bus." Ma Zhiyu glared at Che Zhihao, and pushed him towards the bus door.

"Students, be careful not to fall while pushing and shoving." The bus driver reminded him kindly but seriously.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I will pay attention." Ma Zhiyu bowed to the driver, and when he turned his head, he saw Che Zhihao smiling gloatingly at her, this guy.

Ma Zhiyu chose a seat far away from Che Zhihao and sat down. When Che Zhihao saw it, he left his seat and moved closer to her.

"Students, be careful not to fall when pushing and shoving." Che Zhihao mischievously imitated the driver's tone, and managed to make Ma Zhiyu, who was leaning on the window pretending to be angry, laugh.

"Who wants to sit with you?" Ma Zhiyu pushed Che Zhihao with both hands, and the disparity in strength between men and women made Che Zhihao unmovable.No matter how Ma Zhiyu pushed him, he seemed to be glued to the chair.

To outsiders, the interaction between the two looks like a couple quarreling. The people on the bus said that they were hit by [-] critical points, while the uncles and aunts lamented that it is good to be young!

【Dividing line】

Che Zhihao was about to arrive at the station, he looked at Ma Zhiyu beside him.

"Want to... my house?" His invitation was cautious.

Ma Zhiyu turned his head to face him, a little hesitant.

"If you don't want to..." Che Zhihao was still quite disappointed, but she didn't want to, and he didn't want to force it.

"It's the stop, why don't you go?" Ma Zhiyu interrupted him.

"But this is the first time I've brought a girl home." Che Zhihao smiled, and the sense of loss in his heart had long been replaced by the color flowing in his blood.

The sky began to get dark, and the rich moonlight and the lights on the road reflected each other. The shadows of the two people walking one after the other seemed to be walking side by side.

When I opened the door, there was no one at home, and the room looked empty.

"My parents are in the store and haven't come back yet. Come in."

The main colors of black, white and gray create a strong sense of modernity for the house, and the simple home design makes the overall look more layered.

"Sit wherever you want, or eat dinner here. But I can only make ramen." Even though he only knows how to make ramen, Che Zhihao still smiled confidently.

Ma Zhiyu laughed out of this natural look again, but she still wanted to taste his food.

"Okay, but don't just make ramen next time."

"Why, do you still want to come to my house next time?" Her voice was lazy, yet vaguely serious.

"There are so many words, if you want to cook noodles, hurry up." Ma Zhiyu tried his best to hide his nervousness, and urged Che Zhihao.Why is this person like this every time, as long as he grabs the talk, he will always insist on it.

In the kitchen, Che Zhihao is carrying out his noodle cooking project in an orderly manner. He skillfully cuts the washed green and white green onions, puts the noodles into the boiling water in a calm manner, and then cracks in the eggs. Everything is done in one go look.

Looking at the boy's back, Ma Zhiyu suddenly felt that the usual idlers seemed a little more reliable, was it an illusion?

After 10 minutes, he brought the steaming ramen to the table.

After putting down the ramen, he went to the refrigerator and took out ice water and kimchi, and said, "Hurry up, Dongyu Jingzai and the others haven't eaten my cooked noodles yet."

"Then should I say it's an honor?"

"That's right, so I'll cook for you next time." Che Zhihao focused his eyes on the face of the person opposite, and pointed his fingertips at her.He casually took the chopsticks she handed over, his movements were unbelievably natural.

In the dense mist, the two ate steaming ramen together, occasionally chatting with each other, even if they were silent, they were still running at the correct rhythm, and there was no quarrel.

Feel the time together, simple and ordinary.