Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

Pei Hao handed Zhou Zhimeng a cup of milk tea, "Zhimeng, do you live alone on the seventeenth floor?"

The accommodation for the training students was uniformly arranged in a hotel, the conference hall was used as a classroom, and the accommodation was for two students, but Lin Zhiyi booked a single room for Zhou Zhimeng in advance, and sent someone to help him arrange the desk and essential learning tools.

Zhou Zhimeng nodded, a little embarrassed: "I'm not in good health, and my sleep requirements are high, so I can't—"

"It's nothing."

Zhou Zhimeng did not expect that Pei Hao would still chat with him without any grievances. It was not the first time he had experienced being confessed and received a love letter. After politely refusing, he could basically continue to be friends. Zhou Zhimeng never took the initiative He rejected the other party, but this time he couldn't tell the reason. Zhou Zhimeng began to think about it, hesitating, not knowing how to deal with his relationship with Pei Hao.

In fact, we should continue to be friends. Pei Hao is a nice person. There is a high probability that the two of them will be admitted to the Capital University together. We may continue to contact each other in the future, because things like the attempted confession will break up on bad terms, which is not Zhou Zhimeng's usual style of doing things. .

But now when he saw Pei Hao, he would think of Lu Qifan asking in his ear, "Where's Pei Hao?"

Zhou Zhimeng suddenly felt his scalp tingling, an inexplicable strange feeling.

"Everyone's strength is much higher than I thought, and I realized that I'm a frog in a well." Pei Hao sighed.

Zhou Zhimeng comforted him: "Don't think so, we are already the best if we can come here."

"I see that you have already played with several people and added your contact information." Pei Hao took a sip of milk tea and said with a smile: "Everyone is in competition, and there are only so many places, so don't worry about making trouble when the time comes." Are you going to break up unhappy?"

"It's okay to add a contact information. It's better to be friends, and it's normal if you can't. I don't care much about the results. The training process is more important to me."

"Don't your parents care about the result?"

"Nope."

Pei Hao didn't seem to believe it, and Zhou Zhimeng didn't bother to explain, he just smiled and said, "They only want me to be happy."

This is not a joke. In fact, Zhou Huaisheng and Lin Zhiyi said to Zhou Zhimeng very seriously: Baby, you came into this world because of the love of your father and little father. All you have to do is to grow up happily. Big, you don't have to be a very good person, you just need to enjoy your life to the fullest.

"Such parents are wonderful."

Before Pei Hao finished speaking, a girl waved to Zhou Zhimeng not far away, "Zhimeng Zhimeng, come here, I'll show you something good."

Zhou Zhimeng walked over, and the girl handed Zhou Zhimeng a stack of photocopied booklets, blinked and said mysteriously: "You lent me to read your notes yesterday, and I will return you a copy of Xueba's problem collection."

Zhou Zhimeng smiled, "This gift is too expensive."

The girl waved her hand indifferently, "You accept it, don't tell others."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Zhimeng put the collection of questions into his schoolbag, and the girl returned to her desk. Pei Hao walked over from behind, "You seem to be able to play well with everyone, but you still have a little distance from everyone."

"Isn't that bad?"

Pei Hao frowned slightly, "You stopped me from asking, I think it's a better model for a person to have three or five friends."

"If you count it like this, I have it too. My parents and my younger brother all belong to this category."

Pei Hao hurriedly said, "It's different."

"Why is it different?" Zhou Zhimeng shrugged, "It takes a high cost to make a deep friendship with people, but I have my safe haven."

Pei Hao was dumbfounded, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

He may not be able to empathize in his life.

Zhou Zhimeng grew up in a warm and friendly atmosphere, and developed a gentle, friendly and tolerant disposition. Even though he had excellent grades and was favored by teachers, his classmates never excluded him because of this. He doesn't get involved in any small group, others can't find his faults, and he doesn't care so much about other people's eyes. Many things disappear after returning home and complaining in the arms of his parents.

"Do you have a younger brother?" Pei Hao only remembered to ask after a long time.

Zhou Zhimeng paused, and replied: "There is no blood relationship, but closer than a brother."

Pei Hao still wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhimeng pushed his arm, "The teacher is here."

The training schedule is much stricter than that of the second year of high school. Zhou Zhimeng brainstorms crazily every day. Sometimes he is so tired that he goes back to the room, falls asleep as soon as he lies on the bed, and wakes up to wash in the middle of the night.

Lin Zhiyi was so distressed that he said several times that he wanted to come by plane to accompany him, but Zhou Zhimeng refused, "Little Dad, you are here to shake my will. It's only been two months. I will go to college in the future. Three or four If you can’t go home for a month, what will you do then?”

Lin Zhiyi said aggrievedly: "Okay, okay, Juanjuan has grown up, don't want a baby daddy anymore."

"That's not true." Zhou Zhimeng fell into bed and coaxed his little father for a long time before being interrupted by Zhou Huaisheng: "It's too late, Juanjuan go to bed early."

"Okay," Zhou Zhimeng reluctantly took away the phone, and when he was about to hang up, he suddenly asked, "How is Xiaoqi?"

He has been in the capital for almost half a month, and he chatted with Xiao Qi four times, made three phone calls, and once he sent a video to Lu Qifan but was rejected by Lu Qifan.

Lin Zhiyi said: "Xiao Qi is quite obedient. Your Uncle Zhong said that he is serious in class now and still does his homework when he goes home. Uncle Zhong suspects that Xiao Qi is a ghost. He wants to find a master to teach Xiao Qi how to do it."

Xiaoqi took the initiative to do homework, which was unimaginable before the senior high school entrance examination.

Juanjuan chuckled, "I also suspect that the little Qigui has got his upper body, he has become very strange since he split up."

Lin Zhiyi and Zhou Huaisheng on the other end of the phone looked at each other, but said nothing.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi leaned on Zhou Huaisheng's arm, looked at the ceiling, and suddenly said, "Actually, Xiaoqi and Juanjuan... I'm not surprised at all."

"What do you think?"

"What else can we think? It's not up to us to decide," Lin Zhiyi turned over and put his arms around Zhou Huaisheng's waist, "Let it take its course."

Zhou Zhimeng celebrated his birthday on December [-]th. According to the schedule, it was the penultimate day of the training camp. Zhou Zhimeng bit his pen and sighed full of resentment.

His parents came to celebrate his birthday, and they will return to Wangcheng the next day. There is no need to waste time. If you don't come, you will miss such an important day

"Nasty training camp!"

Zhou Zhimeng scolded the camp training with the most vicious words in his heart.

Pei Hao copied the formula on the big screen and asked Zhou Zhimeng, "Zhimeng, are you going to the restaurant for dinner?"

Zhou Zhimeng turned around and nodded, "Okay."

As soon as they walked out of the conference hall, they felt gossip coming from outside. The crowd walked slowly, as if blocked by something. Zhou Zhimeng stood on tiptoe to look, and then froze.

"Little one?"

Lu Qifan stood not far away, wearing a simple black suit, with short hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, standing tall, making people's eyes linger.

Zhou Zhimeng came to a sudden, so Xiaoqi is already this big?

A question has frequently appeared in his mind recently, when did Xiao Qi grow up secretly?

As if telepathic, Lu Qifan raised his head and looked over, his eyes collided suddenly, he walked over, walked through the crowd, grabbed Zhou Zhimeng's wrist, and pulled Zhou Zhimeng out.

Zhou Zhimeng was still a little dazed, Lu Qifan asked him: "Are you hungry?"

Zhou Zhimeng nodded blankly, Lu Qifan dragged him out of the hotel, got into a car, the driver was not very old, in his early twenties at most, he was obviously not a taxi driver by his clothes, the man Turning around and asking, "Qi Fan, where are you going?"

"Can you recommend a delicious restaurant with a light taste and no seafood."

The driver said yes, "There is a Jiangnan private kitchen in front that has good food."

Zhou Zhimeng was in a daze the whole time, but Lu Qifan chatted with the driver familiarly: "How is the team?"

"Very good. I have been participating in the competition for a while, and you know the result. It has made a lot of progress."

"Brother Shao said last time that the situation has changed."

"It's still a budget issue, lack of sponsorship."

Lu Qifan didn't speak, Zhou Zhimeng listened to a topic he didn't understand at all, his hand was still being held by Lu Qifan, he felt a little strange, Lu Qifan seemed to feel his nervousness, and held his hand even tighter .

The car stopped in front of an exquisite restaurant, "I don't know if it suits the taste of people of your age, but I have eaten it a few times and it tastes very good. You can try it too, just tell the boss my name. No If you like it, there is a commercial street in front of it, where there are all kinds of food."

Lu Qifan brought Zhou Zhimeng down, "Brother Liu, thank you."

"Thank you? Let's go, call if you have something to do."

After the car drove away, Zhou Zhimeng came back to his senses. He immediately asked a series of questions, "Why are you here? Does Uncle Zhong know that you are coming to the capital? Who was that person just now?"

"I miss you, I don't know, my friend." Lu Qifan replied honestly.

Zhou Zhimeng's breath was blocked in his throat, and he forgot what he wanted to ask for a while, Lu Qifan put his hands in his pockets, with a completely natural expression.

"What's the matter with you? Today Friday, don't you have class?"

"There are only two main subjects today, so I asked for leave so that I can stay here longer."

"Xiao Qi, you're messing around again. How can you fly to such a far place by yourself? What should you do if you encounter danger?"

Before Zhou Zhimeng finished speaking, Lu Qifan leaned over and hugged him, and said, "I miss you very much."

"...That's not a reason either."

"I miss you very much. It's been fifteen days and I've reached the limit."

Zhou Zhimeng immediately relented, and reached out to pat Lu Qifan on the back, "Oh, forget it."

After they finished eating, Zhou Zhimeng told Lu Qifan a lot about the training camp, and Lu Qifan also told Zhou Zhimeng that the person just now was a friend he met while watching a car race.

"Race racing? Do you like it?"

Lu Qifan didn't answer, and after paying the bill, he took Zhou Zhimeng's hand and left the hotel, "Where do you live?"

"Just the hotel."

They went back by car, and Lu Qifan's luggage was still stored at the front desk. Lu Qifan brought it over, and happened to meet Pei Hao who was walking towards him. Lu Qifan glanced at him expressionlessly, and then dragged Zhou Zhimeng to the elevator. direction to go.

Zhou Zhimeng staggered a few steps, turned around and smiled apologetically at Pei Hao.

The two of them were alone in the elevator. It took a little time for the seventeenth floor, and Zhou Zhimeng realized the problem belatedly.

There is only one bed in his room.