Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

Zhou Zhimeng always finds it strange that Lu Qifan obviously grew up under his nose, why did he change so much?Know so much?There are countless tricks.

Did he make a mistake at that moment, or, in the end, he missed that part of Lu Qifan's growing up, so that he was so caught off guard by Lu Qifan's affection now.

At this moment, Lu Qifan is more difficult to control himself than before.

Zhou Zhimeng was a little flustered, put his hands on Lu Qifan's shoulders, and tried to push them away.

"Small, small..."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qifan hugged him with great strength, and Zhou Zhimeng felt suffocated for a moment. Lu Qifan's heavy breathing sounded in Zhou Zhimeng's ears, which was more direct than words. Feeling his face was hot, he was about to speak when Lu Qifan let go of him, turned over and lay down next to Zhou Zhimeng.

Both of them looked at the ceiling with different thoughts.

Lu Qifan put the back of his right hand on his forehead and smiled helplessly.

Zhou Zhimeng picked at the hem of his clothes, and asked awkwardly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Jujuan," Lu Qifan held his hand away, looked at Zhou Zhimeng with a smile, leaned into his ear after a while, and said, "How long do we have to wait?"

His voice was full of coquetry, but his eyes were like tigers and wolves.

Zhou Zhimeng felt a little scared and wanted to run away.

Lu Qifan quickly put away those thoughts, sorted out his state, hugged Zhou Zhimeng again, and coaxed: "Hey, take a nap first, let's go out for a stroll at night."

"and then?"

"Then I'll send you back, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhimeng looked at him blankly, but Lu Qifan squinted his eyes, and kissed the corner of his lips, "Did you do it on purpose? Juan, it's very dangerous to look at people with this kind of eyes."

"certainly not."

In order to prove his innocence, Zhou Zhimeng hastily closed his eyes and pursed his mouth unconsciously.

Lu Qifan laughed in his heart, but it was more of patience.

He knows not to be in a hurry, and he also knows that what parents care about is not the mark or the 28-year-old mark, which is better, but that they worry that they will take some adult responsibilities too early because of the mark when they are deeply in love.

Parents also wish they had some leeway.

For example, Zhou Zhimeng's studies are important and he cannot get pregnant. For example, he is not strong enough to reassure Zhou Zhimeng's parents.

But lying on the same bed for two or three days like this, it's too easy to misfire, and he can't guarantee whether he will lose control. Zhou Zhimeng's eyes are always pure and trusting, with a touch of joy. The pupils are sparkling, as if filled with a puddle of clear water.

He is the cutest when he cries.

Lu Qifan couldn't bear him to cry, but also wanted him to cry.

Zhou Zhimeng secretly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Lu Qifan, although Lu Qifan was looking at him, but his thoughts were already wandering, he didn't know what he was thinking, Zhou Zhimeng turned over, leaned forward, his calf was still resting on Lu Qifan On Fan's lap, he couldn't tell whether it was intentional or not, he touched the tip of Lu Qifan's nose and cheek, and then met Lu Qifan's heavy gaze.

Zhou Zhimeng looked away, then leaned on Lu Qifan's shoulder, with half of his face pressed against his neck.

Very docile appearance.

Lu Qifan put his arms around him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhimeng shook his head, "I don't know, Xiaoqi, I don't know how long you have to wait, but like you said, my dad loves me so much, he thinks no one in this world loves me more than him, So he is dissatisfied with you in every possible way, it's not your problem, Xiao Qi, don't put any pressure on you."

He lay quietly in Lu Qifan's arms, and said softly: "I have never felt that you are unsteady, Xiaoqi. I think you have your own ideas in doing things, and you are brave enough to act, whether it is the high school entrance examination or the high school entrance examination. The college entrance examination, you are still very hardworking and reliable when it is critical, Xiaoqi, you have always been great in my heart."

"You're praising me."

"Yeah, didn't I praise you?"

"Not too much, what you say the most is, be good when you are young."

Zhou Zhimeng smiled, "This is your problem."

After a while, Lu Qifan asked suddenly: "Jujuan, if you and I hadn't grown up together, if I was just a junior in No. [-] Middle School who is two years younger than you, would you like me?"

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned for a long time, and seemed to be thinking very hard. He wrinkled his face and thought for a while, then said, "It should be possible."

"Should?" Lu Qifan looked very dissatisfied, Lizai stretched out Zhou Zhimeng's hand, and squeezed Zhou Zhimeng's ass ferociously.

Zhou Zhimeng was in pain, buried his face in Lu Qifan's chest, and complained aggrievedly: "But it's really hard to imagine, I can't imagine a strange you, a strange Lu Qifan, a man of the school, three The little bastard who was carried to the flag-raising platform by the teaching director at two ends of the day, how can you make me tempted? Is it just a face?"

Lu Qifan accepted the explanation, and asked again: "Are you satisfied with this face?"

Zhou Zhimeng looked at Lu Qifan, slid his fingertips from the center of Lu Qifan's eyebrows to the tip of Lu Qifan's tall nose, and said with a smile, "Not bad, I'm satisfied."

Lu Qifan bit Zhou Zhimeng's fingertips.

It may be that the restraining stickers were not attached firmly enough, or that Zhou Zhimeng was bewitched by something, he was not shy, nor did he push Lu Qifan away, but leaned forward, kissed the corner of Lu Qifan's mouth, Before Fan obviously responded, she shrank back.

Now he has the words of his parents to be the sword of Shangfang, and he knows that Lu Qifan dare not make it to the last step, so he is not afraid at all.

Lu Qifan had nothing to do with him.

The noon sleepiness came slowly, Zhou Zhimeng yawned in Lu Qifan's arms, Lu Qifan patted him on the back lightly like coaxing a child, and he soon fell asleep.

Lu Qifan hugged him into the quilt, then circled him again, and whispered in a low voice: "But we haven't known each other since we were young, I'm sure I'll fall in love with you at first sight, if it's a strange relationship, don't I need to be so careful? "

I really want you to wake up early.

I know everything earlier, I really want you.

Zhou Zhimeng was already asleep and heard nothing, so he babbled twice in response.

Lu Qifan smiled helplessly.

Zhou Zhimeng returned to the dormitory after nine o'clock in the evening. Li Yan took off his earphones and asked him, "Where did you read in the afternoon? I didn't see you in the library."

Zhou Zhimeng started to stutter as soon as he lied: "I, I was outside and had a meal with my friends."

Li Yan raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, expressing doubt.

Zhou Zhimeng was silent for a moment, and took the initiative to explain: "Okay, my boyfriend and I went out."

Li Yan was completely dumbfounded.

He thought that Zhou Zhimeng would at most say that he was called by a certain professor to open a small stove alone. After all, Zhou Zhimeng was very popular with the professors, but who would have thought that Zhou Zhimeng would directly dump him.

"Are you in love too? When did it happen?"

Zhou Zhimeng calculated from the college entrance examination to now, "A few months ago."

Li Yan's world view collapsed, "Are you already in a relationship? Aren't you the father Baonan who had an hour-long phone call with your father and your younger father last night? You, you don't even know what it means when Han Feng goes out to open a house?" ? You’re already in love? I’m not dating yet?”

Zhou Zhimeng didn't understand why Li Yan reacted so violently, so he raised his hand helplessly.

Han Feng came back just in time, saw the horror on Li Yan's face, and asked Zhou Zhimeng what happened.

Zhou Zhimeng is very innocent: "I said I fell in love, and he became like this."

"Oh," Han Feng patted Li Yan's shoulder: "You are the only one left, come on."

Li Yan looked at Han Feng suddenly: "You also know? Are you not surprised?"

"Why are you surprised?" Han Feng pointed at Zhou Zhimeng's neck, "Are you blind?"

Zhou Zhimeng immediately covered his neck, Li Yan still saw a little red mark from between his fingers, Li Yan's mentality completely collapsed.

He was very dissatisfied with his loneliness in the first two years of college, and he was still self-numbing: Zhou knew that Mengdu was still single, he was so cute, his family was so rich, so many people liked him, he was still single, which meant that appearance was not the first condition , I still have a chance, but I haven't met the right one yet.

Now that premise is gone.

Li Yan thought angrily: "It's okay, I still have a chance in my junior year."

Han Feng turned his head and added a knife: "Your club seems to have quit, right? Sorry, your only channel to contact newcomers is gone."

Li Yan: "..."

When going to bed at night, Li Yan still didn't get over it, turned off the light, lay on the bed, and asked the two people next to him: "Are you guys asleep?"

Han Feng was chatting with his girlfriend, and stopped when he heard the words: "Hurry up, talk."

"Is it interesting to talk about love?"

Han Feng suppressed a smile: "Have you started longing for it?"

Zhou Zhimeng didn't sleep either, and listened to them quietly. In fact, there had been similar night talks in the dormitory before, but he thought the topic was too much, so he never participated. This time, like Han Feng, he held back his laughter.

"How did you and your partner start? I feel... I feel that I have never been with the opposite sex, and I have never been tempted by anyone. Well, I may really be a widow."

Han Feng said: "We played games in high school, and we became friends when we chatted. After the college entrance examination, the relationship was confirmed. It's as simple as that."

"But I don't like playing games. Is there no other way? What about you?"

Zhou Zhimeng was suddenly dragged into the conversation, and after being taken aback, he replied, "I...he is my neighbor's younger brother who I grew up with."

"Ah, I don't have a childhood sweetheart either. Am I completely out of luck? I'm working hard too. I signed up for clubs and participated in activities. Whether it's alpha or beta, when people come to talk to me, I answer politely. , but no one has ever added me on WeChat, is it really because I don’t look good?”

Han Feng answered him: "Among the three of us, only Zhimeng can find someone by his face."

"What's that for?"

"Fate is not here, student Xiaoyan, don't be anxious, love is no big deal, if you don't talk about it, you won't lose weight, and if you talk about it, it won't add anything," Han Fengyu comforted him earnestly: "When can you put the word 'falling in love'? ' and 'I'm fine' and you can get out of the order."

Li Yan thought about it seriously.

Zhou Zhimeng also took the initiative to comfort him: "Xiao Yan, you are really good."

"That's right, think about it, you can get into the first university from your hometown, which is already better than millions of people. Didn't you also say that the teaching conditions in your hometown are very poor? If I were you, I probably wouldn't be able to pass the exam." To the first big."

"What does it have to do with grades?" Li Yan muttered.

Zhou Zhimeng said: "What we mean is, don't underestimate yourself, Xiaoyan. In fact, after falling in love, you will still feel unconfident and have conflicts. It's like I think my boyfriend is very good, but he turned out a few days ago. When I came home one day, my father was so disgusted that I didn’t dare to say a word, and I often worried whether he liked me because my childhood sweetheart had been with me for too many years, and whether he would meet someone newer in the future, and he would treat me like that. Interested."

"Are you still worried? Just because of your family's conditions, your partner won't dare to lose interest in you, right?"

Zhou Zhimeng smiled, "His family's conditions are similar to mine."

Li Yan: "...pretend I didn't say anything."

Zhou Zhimeng said: "Xiao Yan, you will definitely meet someone who is very nice and loves you very much."

Li Yan said thank you, and then fell into silence. Seeing that the atmosphere of the late-night conversation turned cold, Han Feng added: "Zhi Meng, which hotel did you two book the room for today?"

"Ah?" Zhou Zhimeng buried his face in the quilt silently.

"I heard that there are cameras in several hotels outside the school. I will not dare to go with my girlfriend in the future. Which one did you go to? Do you have any recommendations?"

"He bought a house." Zhou Zhimeng said honestly.

"...pretend I didn't ask." Han Feng picked up the phone again.

Li Yan laughed out loud, "Don't mislead Zhimeng, the family is married to a wealthy family, and they want to get married, of course they have to buy a house first."

Zhou Zhimeng was embarrassed to explain, so he just acted like an ostrich.

Li Yan said again: "Brother, you are still two years younger, is it too young?"

"Zhimeng looks smaller."

"Eh? Have you seen it?" Zhou Zhimeng was stunned.

"I guessed it, the cover page of the tweet that Chen Xiaoting forwarded in Moments that day, didn't I?"

Zhou Zhimeng blinked, "How did you guess it?"

"I saw you staring at that article for a long time. You usually don't look at people's circle of friends very much, and then combine all kinds of evidence to make sure."

Li Yan immediately checked Moments, and exclaimed: "I'm going, so handsome and tall, I feel like a very high-level alpha."

"Yes, the grade is very high."

"Your level is not low, you are very worthy."

Zhou Zhimeng turned over with a smile.

Han Feng coughed and said suddenly: "Let me make a summary. First of all, congratulations to Zhimontuo Dan. We finally don't have to listen to him every day about how many points his brother got in the Chinese and math exams. Secondly, I wish Xiaoyan that he can catch the exam in the third year." Take the opportunity, get out of singles smoothly, and finally wish me and my girlfriend, from the campus to the wedding dress, all in all, I hope everyone can be happy."

Zhou Zhimeng applauded in response.

The dormitory became quiet, and before Zhou Zhimeng was about to fall asleep, Han Feng, who had just been serious just now, suddenly said: "Zhimeng, is that... good?"

Zhou Zhimeng woke up instantly, and then kicked the quilt to let out the heat.

Seeing that Zhou Zhimeng didn't speak, Han Feng said again: "It should be cool, your brother looks quite powerful."

"Han Feng!"

Han Feng's treachery succeeded, he laughed.

Li Yan sighed helplessly beside him, "Zhi Meng is no longer the innocent little white rabbit, I actually feel like my house has collapsed."

The next day, Zhou Zhimeng slept until nine o'clock in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, the two people on the bed next to him were still asleep.

Zhou Zhimeng took out his mobile phone and ordered three takeaway breakfasts, one for himself, and another for Han Feng and Li Yan, and put them on their tables.

After washing up and eating, he went to the library. His favorite seat was taken today. He was a little unhappy, so he had to choose a seat by the window.

It was a table for four, not long after Zhou Zhimeng sat down, a person came across, like a shadow, Zhou Zhimeng looked up and saw a face he hadn't seen for a long time.

Pei Hao.

They are in the same class, but the intersection of the past two years has become less and less. He heard Li Yan gossip that Pei Hao and the vice chairman of the student union were together, but he didn't pay attention to the result now. I don't have a deep impression, I just think he has a weird personality.

Because of Lu Qifan, he felt repulsive towards Pei Hao.

"Is there anyone here?" He pointed to the stool opposite Zhou Zhimeng.

"No." Zhou Zhimeng remained polite.

Seeing that Zhou Zhimeng's reaction was not enthusiastic, Pei Hao didn't say much. After sitting down, he read the book for a while, then took out his notebook and took a piece of paper, and wrote two lines in a rustle. there is no time.

But as soon as he pushed the note to the middle of the table, he was pushed back by a slender finger that suddenly stretched out.

Pei Hao and Zhou Zhimeng looked up at the same time, and saw Lu Qifan wearing a white sportswear leaning against the table. The wide short sleeves and shorts made him look a little boyish, but his expression was really not that of a boy. Above, the eyes are full of dominance and domineering self-confidence.

He pulled out the stool next to Zhou Zhimeng and sat down, put his hands on the back of the chair behind Zhou Zhimeng, and looked lazily at Pei Hao.

Zhou Zhimeng never glanced at the note from the beginning to the end, and it was obvious that his relationship with Lu Qifan was already unusual.Pei Hao didn't intend to make fun of himself, so he quickly packed up his things and left.

Just as Zhou Zhimeng came back to his senses, he leaned over and lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here? No, how did you come in?"

"Just find someone, and he will take me in."

"How did you know I was here?"

"Aren't you here all the time? You told me before that you like the third floor because there are fewer people endorsing it and it's quieter. I saw you as soon as I came in."

Lu Qifan remembered everything he said casually.

Lu Qifan was far more careful than Zhou Zhimeng thought.

Lu Qifan lay down on the table, faced Zhou Zhimeng, and said, "Go on and read, I will accompany you."

Zhou Zhimeng suddenly remembered the question Han Feng asked him last night, and what does it look like to look quite powerful?

Just as he was thinking, a sentence suddenly came from his ear: "Juan, why are you blushing?"

Zhou Zhimeng was taken aback, turned his head and leaned over, Lu Qifan just leaned back on the table, he was still cynical, with a smile in his eyes.

Zhou Zhimeng glared at him, then pursed his lips in embarrassment, raised his arms to support his forehead, in order to block the scorching gaze from the side.

A few minutes later, that slender hand reached out again, snatched Zhou Zhimeng's pen and calculation paper, wrote a line, and pushed it in front of Zhou Zhimeng.

Zhou Zhimeng looked down.

[Boyfriend, are you coming to my house tonight? 】

Zhou Zhimeng's face was so red that it couldn't be redder, he hastily turned the calculation paper to the other side, and recalculated in a flustered but pretending calm manner.

After writing three lines of the formula, he realized that he had already calculated this problem.

Such a quiet and sacred library could not calm him down.

It's all because of Xiao Qi.

Bad start.