love slowly

The closed training camp is in full swing.For Huang Shaotian, he will continue to spend the next half month being abused, abused, and abused.

After a day, crawling back to the dormitory is half dead.

One night, it was almost midnight when he and Wei Chen returned to the dormitory after robbing the boss, but Yu Wenzhou, who always had a regular schedule, was still reading under the lamp on rare occasions. Seeing him coming back, he asked, "How was the result?"

When Huang Shaotian heard it, the object of Emma's complaints was delivered to the door by herself, what a big surprise!

So he grabbed Yu Wenzhou's blahblah and talked for half an hour, and finally concluded with deep pain: "Ye Qiu, that's very cunning!"

The watch beeped on time.Yu Wenzhou originally listened to him with a smile on his chin, but he was still a little sleepy. Now he cheered up a little, pointed to the drawer and said, "Open it and have a look."

Huang Shaotian snorted, and opened the drawer to see that it was a wrapped gift with a card attached: Happy Birthday.

Huang Shaotian didn't find anything to say for a while, he took the gift and looked left and right in a daze, and suddenly cheered and went to find the scissors to open the gift.

The gift was an exquisitely crafted pen holder with a pen attached, Huang Shaotian scratched his head: "Why did you give me this? How did you know about my birthday? I never told anyone about it."

Yu Wenzhou said with a smile: "A few days ago, I helped the logistics department sort out the materials and saw the application form you filled out. But to be honest, the words are too ugly. Don't you want to become a professional player? You can't do it without practicing your signature."

Huang Shaotian looked at him listlessly, with resentment in his eyes.

"It's getting late, go to bed early." Yu Wenzhou climbed into bed and went to bed after speaking.

Huang Shaotian put away the pen holder and pen, and crawled to his bed after washing. To be honest, this gift did not please him. In the past, the birthday presents he received were either toys or game consoles. Anyway, they were all things for eating, drinking and having fun, so he was happy to take them. The gift is a fart to play.

Halfway up the climb, he suddenly recalled that Yu Wenzhou was staying up so late, could it be that he was waiting for him to come back to give a gift?He could have delivered it tomorrow.He hasn't thanked him yet.

Huang Shaotian jumped off the bed again, dragged a chair, and stood on the chair to reach the upper bunk. He lay there and stared straight at Yu Wenzhou, like a ghost behind his back.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenzhou turned over and looked at him with his eyes open.

The lights in the dormitory had been turned off, and it was not dark in the middle of winter. Only the emergency light in the corridor seeped in from the window above the door, bringing a little light to the dark environment.

Huang Shaotian lay on Yu Wenzhou's bedside to watch him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you. I know you are very good to me, and you have always thought of me."

Yu Wenzhou listened to him quietly.

"You are different from others." Huang Shaotian frowned and tried to choose words and sentences. For the first time, he felt that speaking also required thinking, "Many people play with me, but it's just playing together, they don't think about me. What, but you are different. When the time comes, you will remind me to go to bed early, cross the road and pull me to prevent me from running a red light, and if my handwriting is too bad, I will make me write well. No one thought about this for me before... So you and them no the same."

Yu Wenzhou looked at him, his eyes softened.

"That's why I decided to treat you as my best friend." In the end, Huang Shaotian concluded, his childish voice revealed a kind of firm strength in this ordinary summer night.

A strange impulse forced Yu Wenzhou to reach out and touch Huang Shaotian's soft hair. This feeling made him feel that his heart soaked in warm water no longer beat so violently.

"It's getting late, go to bed quickly," Yu Wenzhou said.

Huang Shaotian grinned broadly, jumped off the chair and climbed up to the upper bunk opposite: "Good night!"

Yu Wenzhou closed his eyes, he had a feeling that he would have a good dream tonight.

PS: Pure love is in a mess... It's really killing people... I can't bear the timeline of my heartbeat, but 15 is really too young, as big as Xiao Lu, and I'm in a relationship!