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It doesn't work, it's still stuck.

Ni Yangzhou collapsed and covered his face with a pillow, wanting to smother himself to death.

Less than two seconds later, Ni Yangzhou's own cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

Ni Yangzhou's voice was buried under the quilt, and it sounded muffled.

"Did you finish meeting your dad?"

It’s Meng Ting.

Ni Yangzhou took away the pillow that was covering his face.

"It's better not to meet again. I'm so angry."

Meng Ting listened to the words and said in a gentle tone, "Why didn't you come to my place?"

Meng Ting finished tutoring Ni Yangzhou in the morning, and when he went out to work part-time, he received a text message from Ni Yangzhou saying that he was going out to meet his father. He returned home and waited for a long time, but still did not see him come back.

Ni Yangzhou lay down and said reluctantly: "I didn't notice it. He sent me back and came back here."

Meng Ting didn't give up and asked, "Come over?"

Ni Yangzhou shook his head, remembering that he was on the phone, but the other party couldn't see him and spoke lazily:

"I'm tired. I won't go."

"Take a taxi."

"It's too late."

Meng Ting held the phone in his hand, paused for a few seconds, and answered gently:

"Okay, then go to bed early."

Ni Yangzhou said "hmm" and hung up the phone.

He didn't know that the boy on the other end of the phone had been silent for a long time.

Ni Yangzhou was feeling depressed, so he just washed up and went to bed. In the middle of the night, he had a familiar feeling in his dream.

Sense of attention.

Someone was watching him.

From the feet, to the calves, then the slightly bent knees, thighs, stomach, chest and abdomen.

Finally, his eyes rested on his own face.

Ni Yangzhou struggled to wake up from the dream, but his mind seemed to be pulled by something and he couldn't open his eyes. His head was in a mess.

Suddenly a green light flashed and Ni Yangzhou lost consciousness.

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The next morning, Ni Yangzhou looked at Meng Ting, who was sitting beside the bed doing exercises, with a speechless look on his face.

"Brother Meng."

Meng Ting looked up at him.

"Were you peeking at me?"

Meng Ting was not embarrassed.

"I didn't peek. I looked openly."

Ni Yangzhou thought of the vague memories he had when he went to bed last night and scratched his head again.

"Hey, that's not right."

Ni Yangzhou was surprised and asked, "The door lock has been changed, how did you get in, Brother Meng?"

Meng Ting finally put down the paper in his hand and pointed to the window.

Ni Yangzhou looked in the direction of the finger, and in front of the half-open window, there were curtains fluttering gently in the wind.

"you……"

Ni Yangzhou didn't know what else to say.

"You climbed to the fourth floor, aren't you afraid of being caught as a thief?"

Meng Ting lowered her head and didn't look at the boy.

"I'm here early."

Ni Yangzhou got out of bed and said as he put on his clothes:

"When there are fewer people around, you'll look more like a thief when you climb."

Speaking of the thief, Ni Yangzhou thought of the fourth floor opposite. There is still no clue, and the female and male owners have never returned.

Gradually, people in the community stopped discussing this matter.

Meng Ting looked at the boy's smooth back and put on a simple blue sportswear.

Ni Yangzhou put on his clothes with his back to the outside, and he finished in one second, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"You should close the windows when you sleep."

Meng Ting stared at the boy's back and said.

"The wicked are the first to complain." Ni Yangzhou muttered softly.

"Who would climb through a fourth-floor window in the middle of the night?"

Meng Ting came closer and said:

"A thief and a pervert."

Ni Yangzhou had nothing to say. He resigned himself to his fate and went over to close the window and lock it.

It had been a long time since the mysterious person installed cameras at home, and Ni Yangzhou often stayed at Meng Ting's house from time to time, so he was no longer on guard at home in the community.

I only come back to clean up when the cleaning lady comes and have a few meals with my family.

If there is a lot of homework, Meng Ting will sometimes come and cook some home-cooked meals.

Both boys are not picky eaters and can eat well even if they don't know what to eat.

"Have you bought breakfast for Auntie?"

Meng Ting nodded and pointed to the tofu pudding and fried dough sticks on the table.

"this is yours."

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

Ni Yangzhou walked over naturally to have breakfast and watched the snail boy tidy up the cups and clothes that were scattered around the living room.

I don’t know what the snail girl looks like, but the snail boy in front of me is very handsome.

Beauty is worth appreciating. Ni Yangzhou thought while eating, if there is such a person at home:

Hardworking and capable, considerate and gentle, good-looking and in love with herself...

stop.

Ni Yangzhou forbade himself to dwell on the current situation. He glanced at the bow-tied notebook under the bed where clues were recorded, reminding himself that this was a mission world and he should stop daydreaming.

"We have a sports meet on Friday. Shall we go practice long-distance running?"

Meng Ting finished packing up and sat across the dining table and asked.

"Well, okay, no need to work part-time today?"

Meng Ting drooped his eyelids and said dryly, "No part-time job on Sundays."

Ni Yangzhou nodded, "Okay, where are we going?"

Meng Ting fiddled with the light gray checkered tablecloth. It had been several weeks since she had stopped working part-time on Sundays, but the boys hadn't taken it seriously at all and hadn't taken any notice of it.

Meng Ting raised his eyes and said, "It's close to the school, in the small woods behind the school."

Ni Yangzhou agreed, and the two came to the place where Ni Yangzhou bravely rescued Yan Jin.

Although the ground is just a dirt road, it is still comfortable to run on after walking on it for a long time except for some flying dust. It is less likely to cause knee pain than running on concrete roads.

Meng Ting "exercises" every day and his physical strength is much better than Ni Yangzhou's.

Although Ni Yangzhou had a good physique, he still found it a bit strenuous after a few days of training at school. At least he couldn't run 3,000 kilometers and adjust his breathing as quickly as Meng Ting.

"You shouldn't have been lazy and left early." Meng Ting exhaled hot air and combed her hair back, revealing her clear forehead and beautiful and smooth bone structure.

Ni Yangzhou supported his knees with his hands, bent over and panted heavily, saying intermittently: "Don't let Yan Jin wait too long."

"I promised to send someone away, so I can't break my promise."

Meng Ting shut his mouth.

"Did you bring water, Brother Meng?"

Ni Yangzhou felt a burning and dry sensation in his throat, and there was a faint smell of blood.

"You can't drink water right after running." Meng Ting acted like an old mother.

"Take a rest and wait for me here. I'll go buy it."

Ni Yangzhou waved his hand to agree, and suddenly remembered the orange stalk of "Back View" that was popular in the world for a while, and said with a smile:

"I'm staying right here, and I'm not moving."

Meng Ting understood and said with a curled lip: "I'm not your father."

"Okay, okay, no more jokes, Brother Meng, go ahead."

As the boy walked away, Ni Yangzhou sat down on a big rock by the roadside, and the cell phone in his sportswear started ringing.

When the call was connected, Jiao Kaifeng's cheerful voice came through.

"Hey, Old Ni!"

"Are you free on Friday? My brother asked me to organize a party, so let's have dinner together."

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