God, he's reborn

The life in the third year of high school is monotonous and boring. In addition to studying every day, I still study.Sometimes when Lin Zhao raised his head from the thick book, he would be surprised that the hustle and bustle of the past seemed to be far away from him.

He didn't know what was waiting ahead, so he could only walk forward slowly step by step on the road under his feet.Although the days of studying hard every day are boring, the feeling of knowing what you are doing is very fulfilling.

Hard work always pays off, and Lin Zhao's grades get better every time.Teachers mentioned his name countless times to encourage those students who want to work hard but hold back because of their poor grades.

In the mid-term exam in November, Lin Zhao made it into the top five in the class, and never fell out again in the following days.

So far, Lin Zhao has become synonymous with "miracle" in class [-], and everyone's eyes on him have changed from disdain to admiration.

Looking at the ranking that is getting higher and higher, Lin Zhao can finally be sure that he has completely got rid of his former self.

In the tense days of studying every day, the only thing that can relax Lin Zhao is his "home" with Qin Muyang.

The slippers of the same style side by side at the door, the couple's cups in pairs on the table, the toothbrushes of the same style facing each other in the bathroom, and the interlaced and hanging clothes in the closet all exude a sweet and warm atmosphere.

Lin Zhao was lying on the bed, and Qin Muyang next to him was chanting: "The six kings are finished, the four seas are one; Shushan is Wu, Afang is out..."

This is Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang's must-have bedtime program every night - reciting ancient poems.

In Lin Zhao's words: "Memorizing ancient poems before going to bed can not only enhance memory, but also hypnotize, killing two birds with one stone, how wonderful!"

It's hard to say whether it can enhance memory, but hypnosis is real.Before Qin Muyang finished reciting the two paragraphs, his voice dropped: "Man is farsighted, but he is lucky. There are those who can't see, 36 years..."

The low murmur was replaced by an even breathing sound. Lin Zhao glanced there, put his hands behind his head, and then silently recited: "Yanzhao's collection, Han Weizhi's management..."

He really wanted to do something else to hypnotize him, but he had no choice but to "show intentions, but Yang is ruthless".

In the twinkling of an eye, it is New Year's Day again, and there is only one day off on the first day of New Year's Day in the third year of high school, and they will return to school at night.

On the evening of the 31st, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang skipped the fourth quarter evening self-study, and went out for dinner with Liu Weiwei and Jiang Yucheng.

Jiang Yucheng was transferred to Lin Zhao's class. He was not good at school, and there was no guarantee that he could directly enter the university, so he enrolled in a painting training class, and embarked on the road of no return for art students together with Liu Weiwei.

The four of them still chose to gather at "Fresh Mantang", probably because of the festival, the store was full of people.

It was rare to relax, and there was no class the next day, so Jiang Yucheng brought a case of beer over, intending to let go of it.He held the bottle and poured wine for everyone. There were many reasons for persuading everyone:

"Happy New Year!"

"Congratulations to Ah Zhao for reaching the top five!"

"I wish us a new year of study and progress! The future is bright! The longer we grow, the higher we will be!"

"I wish Weiwei and I a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a precious son soon!"

"Get out!" Liu Weiwei gave Jiang Yucheng an elbow, and went to the counter to get two bottles of white wine, "Since you want to drink so much, I will have a good drink with you!"

Lin Zhao wanted to persuade her, but was stopped by Qin Muyang: "Let her drink."

Lin Zhao hesitated for a while, but took his hand back.

Liu Weiwei needed to vent, Lin Zhao could see it.

She had a big fight with her family because of her art student, and her mother scolded her for being a debt collector and a money loser.

Liu Weiwei uttered cruel words: One day I will be a human being and return you double what I used you!

However, getting ahead is not as easy as saying it.

Liu Weiwei paid money to go to the No. [-] Middle School, and her background is far inferior to that of Lin Zhao, so it was very difficult for her to learn culture.Coupled with the high-intensity professional training every day, she was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye during this time.

Lin Zhao tried to ask Liu Weiwei not to work so hard several times, but seeing her yawning and reading the text and reading notes early in the morning, he took back what came to her mouth.

Everyone should be responsible for their own life, Liu Weiwei worked so hard, he should be happy for her.

After a meal, Liu Weiwei couldn't even walk steadily.Lin Zhao wanted to step forward to support her, but was stopped by Jiang Yucheng: "I will carry her on my back."

Jiang Yucheng drank no less than Liu Weiwei, but he didn't feel drunk at all.With the help of Qin Muyang and Lin Zhao, he carried Liu Weiwei on his back, and asked them, "Are you going home or going back to school?"

"Go back to school." Qin Muyang glanced at Lin Zhao, "it's inconvenient to go home smelling of alcohol."

Lin Zhao nodded in agreement: "Let Weiwei go to our place too, she will definitely be scolded when she comes home like this."

"No need," Jiang Yucheng said, "Weiwei is going to my house."

"Your family?" Lin Zhao's face was full of embarrassment, "This is not good."

Jiang Yucheng smiled: "What are you thinking! My mother is also at home."

After sending Jiang Yucheng and Liu Weiwei to the taxi, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang planned to walk back to school.

In the quiet street, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang walked side by side towards the school.

Lin Zhao lowered his head and suddenly laughed: "Do you think the current situation is similar to the night of my birthday?"

"Huh?" Qin Muyang tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled, "It's quite similar."

"Time flies so fast!" Lin Zhao sighed, "It's been half a year before I know it."

Qin Muyang asked: "Do you want to recall the feeling at that time again?"

"What do you want to do...?"

Before Lin Zhao finished speaking, Qin Muyang kissed him quickly: "Lin Zhao, I like you, let's be together."

Lin Zhao was so nervous that he quickly pushed Qin Muyang away: "What are you doing? It's on the street. What if someone sees you?"

"Hey," Qin Mu sighed resentfully, "Sure enough, it's worthless if you get it. Last time I kissed you like this, you were stunned for a full minute."

Lin Zhao gave him a light hammer: "Don't make trouble."

Qin Muyang took Lin Zhao's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and said in a low voice, "I really want to hold hands with you for the rest of my life."

"Nicky!" Lin Zhao turned his face away in disgust, his ears were slightly red.

It was very late, Lin Zhao went to bed early after returning to the house to wash.

Lin Junguo greeted him a few days ago and asked him to go back during the New Year's Day holiday, and he would cook delicious food for him.

Since the third year of high school, Lin Zhao seldom went home because of his intense study.

Lin Junguo knew what he was thinking, and he didn't usually force him to go back. He only visited him every week when he was giving him living expenses, and cooked him something delicious by the way.

I don't know how long I slept, and when I was in a daze, Lin Zhao suddenly heard a groan.The voice was loud and small, but it was impossible to ignore.

Lin Zhao opened his eyes angrily, only to find that the voice was right next to his ears.He turned on the light, and saw Qin Muyang curled up on the bed, clutching his stomach and gritting his teeth, his pale face was covered with beads of sweat.

Lin Zhao was startled, and rushed over to ask, "Qin Muyang, what's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts." Qin Muyang opened his eyes, looking weak, "Did it wake you up?"

"Wake up the ghost! You should wake me up!" Lin Zhao was so angry and anxious that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and went to the medicine box, "Where is your stomach medicine?"

"Stomach medicine... hiss... the stomach medicine is finished."

"You can't do this." Lin Zhao threw away the medicine box and began to change clothes, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Qin Muyang frowned, trying not to groan, and moaned: "Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

"What's the matter!" Lin Zhao shouted loudly, the circles of his eyes were already red, "You are in such pain! Do you want me to watch you hurt to death?"

Qin Muyang stopped talking and lay quietly on the bed.

Lin Zhao dressed in a hurry and squatted in front of Qin Muyang: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

Qin Muyang pushed him: "No, just support me."

"Come up quickly!" Lin Zhao raised his voice, "I have a stomachache, do you want to help me to the hospital?"

Qin Muyang shook his head helplessly, and with Lin Zhao's help, he barely lay on his back.

The back in front of the chest is very thin, and there is still a little pain when the bones are stuck in the chest.But at this moment, Qin Muyang felt that this back was very powerful.

He lay on Lin Zhao's back and closed his eyes in peace.

The 1.8-meter-three boy is not light, but Lin Zhao didn't even take a break, and ran to the school gate with Qin Muyang on his back.

With the help of the guard, Qin Muyang was helped into the taxi, and at the same time as he let out a long breath, Lin Zhao found that his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

At 06:30 in the morning, the city's genius is just beginning to light up.

When Qin Muyang opened his eyes, it was already dawn. Lin Zhao was lying beside his hospital bed, frowning slightly, not sleeping soundly.

He reached out and touched Lin Zhao's head.In the next second, the man opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Lin Zhao yawned, and there were still red marks on his face from sleeping. "You can leave after hanging up this bottle of water."

Qin Muyang looked at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and said distressedly: "You can sleep for a while."

"No need," Lin Zhao took out his phone to check the time, "10:30, just go back to lunch after hanging."

He put his phone back into his pocket and took out a pamphlet that he could carry with him: "Anyway, I'm idle, so come on, let's memorize the words. I mean Chinese, and you spell it in English. The first , excellent, satisfactory..."

Qin Muyang called him: "Lin Zhao..."

Lin Zhao urged: "Hurry up! It's excellent and satisfactory."

Qin Muyang was helpless: "gorgeou-us."

"Agree, agree..."

After hanging a bottle of water, Qin Muyang consolidated fifty words.

Lin Zhao put away the booklet and nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, I will memorize a hundred more words when I go back today, and one hundred and three in the next English test will not be a problem."

When the two left the hospital, Qin Muyang suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Lin Zhao lowered his head and didn't look at him: "Why did you say sorry all of a sudden?"

"I shouldn't be brave, I won't tell you if my stomach hurts."

"You also know that you are trying to be brave." Lin Zhao smiled wryly, "To be honest, I am very angry now. But I don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to have a cold war with you. That would hurt my feelings too much."

Lin Zhao sighed quietly: "Qin Muyang, I really enjoy being taken care of by you, but I hope that I can also be your reliance. You want to hold me and protect me, but I also don't want you to be taken care of. A little grievance. We are together, don’t we want to take care of each other and rely on each other? But why do you feel so hurt, but you don’t even call me? Do I seem so unreliable? "

"No." Qin Muyang held Lin Zhao's elbow and looked at him, "I will never do this again, I promise."

Lin Zhao and him looked at each other for a long time, but finally they were defeated: "Next time, I will have a cold war with you for a week!"