Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

Zhou Zhimeng muttered when he was put on the bed: "I hate Xiao Qi..."

Lu Qifan's movements suddenly froze.

Zhou Zhimeng sank into the goose down pillow, his fluffy curly hair made his face even smaller, his back had been tightly pressed against the small sofa in the studio, he was so hot that he was sweating, his skin was hot, Lu Qifan felt like an electric shock Withdraw your hand.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness.

Zhou Zhimeng wakes up at three or four in the morning. Recently, he always wakes up in a daze in the middle of the night, and subconsciously reaches out to cover Lu Qifan with the quilt. Lu Qifan has a lot of exercise every day, so his body is like a small stove. After kicking the quilt seven or eight times, he finished kicking his own and scratching Zhou Zhimeng's.

Zhou Zhimeng was frightened by him, and gradually formed the habit of waking up in the middle of the night to cover himself with a quilt.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and stretched his arms to touch, but he couldn't touch anyone.

The brain restarted after a few seconds of shutdown, and Zhou Zhimeng was fully awake. He turned on the bedside lamp and looked around, only to see Lu Qifan.

Zhou Zhimeng was taken aback.

Lu Qifan sat on the ground, with his back leaning against Zhou Zhimeng's bed, with his head down and his arms resting on his bent knees, looking dejected and injured.

Zhou Zhimeng got out of bed immediately, and squatted beside Lu Qifan, "Xiao Qi?"

Lu Qifan opened his eyes half asleep, Zhou Zhimeng rubbed his face, "What's wrong with you, Xiao Qi?"

Lu Qifan turned his head away from Zhou Zhimeng's hand.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Qifan still remained silent, Zhou Zhimeng turned on the bedside lamp, facing the dim light, he saw the tear stains on Lu Qifan's face.

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned, Lu Qifan turned around and got on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover himself, the movement was so fast that Zhou Zhimeng didn't have time to react, Zhou Zhimeng leaned over belatedly, patted the quilt, "Xiao Qi... ..."

"You said you hated me." Lu Qi said in a fanny voice.

"How?" Zhou Zhimeng was surprised, "How could I hate you?"

Lu Qifan fell silent again.

Zhou Zhimeng didn't ask Lu Qifan any questions, but he suddenly felt tired.

"Do you really think I hate you? Why do I still treat you well when I hate you? Why do I bring you delicious food every day? Xiaoqi, if you lose your temper for no reason like this, I will really hate you. "

Lu Qifan held his breath, Zhou Zhimeng held back his tears, walked to the other side of the bed, turned his back to Lu Qifan and fell asleep.

The two people are separated by a distance of one meter, with their own thoughts.

Lu Qifan remembered that when he was in the tutoring class yesterday, his English tutor was recommended to Capital University a few years ago, and Lu Qifan asked about the recommendation, "Do you still need to stay in school after you confirm the recommendation?"

"You can stay, but for Capital University, recommended students can go there to attend classes in advance in April, and they can go to foreign universities for summer exchanges in July. Instead of staying at school and getting along awkwardly with classmates, it is better to go to the university to play. .” The teacher said with a smile.

Lu Qifan sat frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

He thought, if this is the case, then when he goes to high school, Zhou Zhimeng will leave.

They are about to separate.

In fact, Lu Qifan didn't know his life plan very well, he just followed his lead all the time, he went to whatever elementary school he went to, and he went to whatever junior high school he went to.

Now everyone is worried about whether he can pass the high school entrance examination, but what he is worried about is that even if he goes to high school, Zhou Zhimeng will be separated from him, so what's the point of going to high school?

No one could answer his question.

That night, both of them didn't sleep well, Zhou Zhimeng went back to his home after getting up, told Lin Zhiyi the whole story in aggrieved manner, wiped away his tears and said, "I don't want to get old."

"It's really a small matter." Lin Zhiyi rubbed Zhou Zhimeng's hair.

Zhou Zhimeng said sobbingly: "I will never coax him this time, unless he comes to apologize to me."

Lin Zhiyi smiled and said, "Okay, let's ignore him."

Lin Zhiyi went to the living room to get fruit, and Zhou Huaisheng had just cut it, "The two little guys are having a conflict again?"

"There will be two hundred times a year." Lin Zhiyi opened his mouth and waited for Zhou Huaisheng to feed him. He ate the grapes and said vaguely: "This time it may last longer, at least two days."

Zhou Huaisheng smiled, "It's been a long time."

It's Monday when we meet again.

Lu Qifan walked at the end of the line with an unhappy expression on his face, and as the class came to the square, Li Miaoyuan ran over and bumped into Lu Qifan's shoulder, "Brother Qi, do you know the person on the stage, it seems to be yours Brother in the second year of high school, is he such a good grade?"

Lu Qifan raised his head and saw Zhou Zhimeng standing on the flag raising platform.

Zhou Zhimeng usually has crooked eyebrows and coquettish behavior towards adults, completely lacking the appearance that a person who is about to grow up should have, but at the moment he is standing on the flag-raising platform, facing the eyes of thousands of people, he doesn't care. Afraid, back straight and unsmiling, he is a different person than usual.

Very strange and very far away.

Lu Qifan thought again of what his father and his tutor had said.

"You have to be the first and second in the grade to be the flag-raiser." Li Miaoyuan muttered beside him.

Lu Qifan's heart sank more and more.

"By the way, Brother Qi, come to my house to watch the F1 final tonight. I can't catch up with the live broadcast. The appearance of the new Mercedes car is really superb. The height of the front wing seems to have been adjusted. Anyway, the overall shape is too fast for me. Qi Brother, didn’t you say last time that you were going to watch the game live? There will be a game in Germany next month—”

"Who is that on the left side of the stage?" Lu Qifan asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Li Miaoyuan was taken aback, and stood on tiptoe to look, "I don't know him, but he looks familiar."

When Li Miaoyuan turned his head, he almost choked on his saliva, Lu Qifan's expression was very indifferent, but his eyes were terribly cold, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity.

The classmate next to him spoke up: "That person's name is Pei Hao. He has very good grades. I heard that he can be recommended. Many universities want him, and so does the one next to him."

Li Miaoyuan waved his hand indifferently, "What does it have to do with us, Brother Qi, did you hear what I just said? When do you have time to go to the car race?"

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, Pei Hao fixed the handle, but forgot to lock it. Zhou Zhimeng stretched out his hand and helped him to buckle it. Pei Hao smiled at him, and Zhou Zhimeng curled the corners of his mouth, signaling him to stand facing the audience.

Lu Qifan's face became even more gloomy.

"Let's talk about it after the high school entrance examination."

"Ah?" Li Miaoyuan scratched his head, feeling puzzled but dared not speak: "Oh."

Following the wave of the crowd back to the junior high school, Lu Qifan stopped halfway. He looked up at the senior high school. He knew that Zhou Zhimeng's class was on the third floor.

"Isn't this the third year's building? Why is there still a first year class?" Lu Qifan frowned.

Li Miaoyuan said: "How many classes are assigned here in the first year of high school. I heard that it is an intensive class. I don't know. The score line of No. [-] middle school is scary high. I am not sure. My mother is going to send me abroad. Brother Qi, are you too? Let me go with you, let's go abroad together."

"I don't want to go abroad."

Lu Qifan is tall, long-legged, and has an outstanding appearance. He also refuses to wear school uniform very unscrupulously. He is particularly eye-catching in the crowd. Many students passing by secretly look at him, and there is a lot of noise.

Zhou Zhimeng saw him from a distance.

As Pei Hao talked, he felt Zhou Zhimeng's gaze was fixed on a certain place. He followed it, was taken aback for a moment, and then asked Zhou Zhimeng: "Know you?"

Zhou Zhimeng looked back and explained: "The younger brother who grew up together."

"I see," Pei Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again, "Zhi Meng, do you intend to apply to the school?"

Zhou Zhimeng didn't answer, his steps slowed down, and Pei Hao stopped, feeling puzzled, when he turned his head, he saw the boy he had just seen walking over.

Lu Qifan went against the flow of people and walked in front of Zhou Zhimeng.

Zhou Zhimeng's eyes couldn't help sore, he was about to go around but was blocked by Lu Qifan.

Lu Qifan's voice was deeper than boys of the same age, "I have something to tell you."

Lu Qifan's facial features have absorbed all the advantages of his parents, they are exquisite and dazzling. Although they haven't differentiated yet, the strength of the top alpha can already be seen faintly.

But when he looked at Zhou Zhimeng, he was very obedient.

Li Miaoyuan gasped, thinking that he was delusional.

"I have something to tell you." Lu Qifan repeated.

Zhou Zhimeng persisted for less than five seconds, but still nodded. He followed Lu Qifan to the small park behind the teaching building, stood by the artificial pond, and asked stiffly, "What's the matter?"

"Roll."

Zhou Zhimeng was suffocated, since they had an awkward address issue last time, how long has it been since Lu Qifan called him that?

"sorry."

Zhou Zhimeng's heart softened immediately, he looked at the small pond, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Oh."

"I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

Zhou Zhimeng lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes, "Yes."

"I will prepare well for the high school entrance examination."

Zhou Zhimeng raised his head in surprise, "What did you say?"

"I don't want to go abroad."

Zhou Zhimeng felt his heart beating faster, and he didn't know why he was so happy, but he was just happy. When he laughed, his eyes would bend into small crescents. Lu Qifan looked straight at him, and suddenly he yelled again "Volume".

Zhou Zhimeng was not annoyed, he moved closer, pursed his lips and said softly, "Actually, going abroad is not a bad thing, at least you can relax."

Lu Qifan interrupted him: "I want you to stay with me."

After a long time, Zhou Zhimeng reached out and rubbed Lu Qifan's ears, "Okay, I'll be with you."