The landlord fools me every day

Zhang Zhushi, who was very upset by being reversed, didn't speak to Yang Zekui all afternoon.

Although the two didn't talk much before, Yang Zekui could still clearly feel the constant low pressure of the people around him.

What's more outrageous is that the low pressure is still going down, low, low...

During evening self-study, Zhang Zhushi slipped a small note towards Yang Zekui.

Seeing the note, Yang Zekui recalled the astonishing move that the guy next to him made before—eating paper.

Cursing his lips, Yang Zekui crumpled up the note and threw it back without looking at it.

Zhang Zhushi's eyes widened in disbelief, and there was a huge wave in his heart: Meow, my uncle finally pulled down his face to pass you a note, is this how you treat me?

Zhang Zhushi, unbelieving and annoyed, tore up a sticky note, wrote what he wanted to say on it again, and then drew a lot of circles on the back. Only then was he satisfied, folded the sticky note and threw it to the person next to him.

Yang Zekui, who was working on a physics problem, suddenly had this note in his homework book. He immediately lowered his eyes in displeasure, then quickly opened the note, crumpled it up without even looking at it, and went straight to the trash behind him. Bucket thrown.

—just in the basket.

While Yang Zekui hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he saw Zhang Zhu in front of him, staring at him viciously with his cheeks pressed against his cheek.

In the quiet classroom, there was a silent war roaring.

Yang Zekui stopped laughing, and gave the past a sharp eye: what are you doing.

Zhang Zhushi pursed the corners of his lips several times before he managed to suppress the anger in his heart so as not to explode in this instant.

He raised his chin and motioned Yang Zekui to look at the table.

Following his gaze, Yang Zekui was a little speechless, wondering what kind of creature Zhang Zhushi was, an octopus or something?How dare you write three more notes in such a short period of time? !

Yang Zekui, who was still planning to put them into the trash can, raised his hand, but Zhang Zhushi stretched out his hand and held it down.

Turning his head, what he met was a look in his eyes that wished he could eat himself.

Yang Zekui frowned helplessly.

Thinking that this guy might have something to do with him, Yang Zekui had a storm in his brain, and finally planned to be soft. Just like Zhang Zhushi's idea, he opened the note and read it.

——Why did you delete my photo!

——Why did you lie to me!

——Give me back my photo if you have the guts!

After watching it, Yang Zekui felt his temples protruding, the corners of his mouth twitching, and his eyelids twitching.

With a swipe of the pen, he quickly wrote a few big characters and turned back, the scribbled handwriting seemed to reveal his perfunctory.

——If you want to delete it, delete it.

Anyway, here's a picture of him.

Regarding the other two questions, Yang Zekui directly chose to ignore them.This made Zhang Zhushi, who glanced over Yang Zekui's note, even more annoyed.

He turned his head, took a few deep breaths, and managed to suppress his anger again.

Zhang Zhushi: There are still two questions you haven't answered!Don't ignore me!

Yang Zekui: ...What did I lie to you?

Zhang Zhushi: You know how to capture!You are obviously so good!Why hide it from me!

Yang Zekui: ...what does it have to do with my ability to capture and whether or not I lie to you?Besides, you never asked me.

Zhang Zhushi: Then since you deleted my photo, give me back my photo too!I want to destroy it!

Yang Zekui: ...It's not time for bed yet, don't dream.

Zhang Zhushi: You are just dreaming!I saw it the day I packed your things for you!You have a picture of me in your book!

Yang Zekui, who was about to take a hasty glance, stopped suddenly, and even his breathing was stagnant.

"That's your photo?" Unable to hide his excitement, he asked directly holding the note.

Immediately, the teacher sitting on the podium knocked on the table: "The two who are speaking! This evening self-study, let me go out to the corridor to write!"

Zhang Zhushi was implicated for no reason, and Zhang Zhushi, who was lying outside doing his homework and feeding the mosquitoes, was very annoyed: "Tsk, what are you talking about, I will also be punished!"

After complaining in a low voice, Yang Zekui sneered, "Hehe, how dare you say you didn't chat with me?"

Zhang Zhushi was blunt and strong: "Then I didn't say it out loud like you!"

"The two outside are still chatting?!" The teacher's voice suddenly came from the classroom, "If you talk again, you will stay outside until the end of the three-quarter evening self-study!"

"Hey," Yang Zekui reread teasingly, "Three verses~"

Zhang Zhushi, who kept his mouth shut, just gave him a sideways glance, and it was rare that he didn't turn back.

While looking at the topic in hand, Zhang Zhushi thought about why Yang Zekui reacted so strongly when he heard that the person in the photo was him.

Also, why does this guy have a picture of him when he was a child?

Childhood friend?Kindergarten classmate?Children of relatives?

Zhang Zhushi pursed his lips and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure out why.

Yang Zekui looked at him: "Why do you always look at me?"

Zhang Zhushi raised his eyebrows in disdain: "Look at you handsome." The speechless expression coupled with the soulless compliment made Zhang Zhushi who said this look a little cynical.

The two were quiet for a while, and Yang Zekui broke the silence: "Is that photo really yours?"

Zhang Zhushi snorted coldly in his heart, wondering if he would still admit his mistake in his own photo.But even though he thought so in his heart, he still denied it on the face: "No, I just said nonsense."

In an instant, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Yang Zekui's face turned cold, and he looked slightly sullen.

Zhang Zhushi frowned to look at him, and the weirdness in his heart increased a bit.

Since this guy has his childhood photos, and he kept them so well in the book and read them often, and he really has no impression of this guy at all, it just shows that Yang Zekui was not important to his childhood.

Since they are unimportant people, naturally there is no need to deliberately recall them and then recognize each other.Furthermore, since the two of them knew each other now, it was even more unnecessary.

Moreover, watching Yang Zekui specially buy a new mobile phone with a high-definition magnification of more than 50 times to look for someone in the first year of high school, his persistent appearance really made him wonder if he was secretly in love.

Is it possible——Yang Zekui liked himself when he was a child, but he was forced to separate from him and go to another place due to various reasons, and he didn’t have time to ask some information about himself on the way, so he has been relying on that photo for many years to see things and think about others, and then secretly After you make up your mind, you must find yourself and talk to yourself...

Stop it!

Zhang Zhushi showed embarrassment, squeezed his fist on his lips and coughed twice uncomfortably: "Ahem." It's too outrageous, too magical, and the wife is too bloody.

Although Zhang Zhushi values ​​feelings, he still doesn't like this kind of secret love like the plot of a novel.

After all, those were other people's unilateral feelings towards him. It is possible that that person would never know who that person was if he didn't talk about Zhang Zhu, and the relationship with that person was at best a relationship of one side's unrequited love and one side's stranger.

Moreover, if the person who has a crush on him is a girl, it's better to say something, at least he will feel quite moved.But the fact is completely different from the imagination, and it is Yang Zekui, a big boy, who has had a crush on him for many years.

"Ah——" Zhang Zhushi was a little annoyed when he thought of sleeping in the same bed with him before, and taking intimate photos with him face to face, and doing things in public to disgust him.

Damn, he only thought that Yang Zekui was also a straight man, but he didn't expect...

Not only is this guy not, but he has also had a crush on him for so many years!

"Tsk," Zhang Zhu, who fell into deep thought and lamentation in his personal world while thinking about it, didn't notice Yang Zekui on the side at all, looking at him with silly eyes.

After a long time, Yang Zekui finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When he took a pen and poked Zhang Zhu, who was scratching his ear and cheeks at the homework book, he said indifferently: "I can teach you if you don't know it."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi was stunned for half a second, then turned his head: "Huh?"

Yang Zekui was speechless: "I said, if you don't know it, I can teach you."

Zhang Zhushi couldn't help laughing: "Teach me? Do you know it yourself? Second to last?" He will be assigned to this class and sit in the last seat in the classroom, all because he is aiming at the progress award and having a long view in the future For scholarships, is it good to deliberately suppress the score line?

As he spoke, he glanced up and down at Yang Zekui, who had a black line all over his face, and the sympathy in his eyes was particularly striking.

"...huh?" Yang Zekui pointed to himself, then to Zhang Zhushi, then to the homework, and finally back to himself, "I, I can't do it?" He asked in disbelief.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi just patted Yang Zekui on the shoulder with an understanding expression: "Don't say it, I understand, people want to save face." Is it because he wants to show off in front of the only person whose grades are worse than his own?

He understands everything.

But it's a pity——

"Alas," Zhang Zhushi hesitated to speak, heartbroken, and compassionately said the second half of the sentence silently in his heart, kindly safeguarding Yang Zekui's proud self-esteem.

Alas, it's a pity that you are the last one in the whole grade.

Yang Zekui looked at Zhang Zhushi's appearance in front of him, his teeth were itching with anger, but at the same time he held back and said nothing.

Good guy, the bottom one of the year is actually so arrogant?

Good guy, good guy, it's rare for him to be kind enough to want to help Zhang Zhu, who has the lowest grades, but this guy turned out to be the first in the rankings and turned against him?

all right.

Yang Zekui resented in his heart and made another note for Zhang Zhushi.

"You wait." He just said.

Zhang Zhushi, who was preparing to sprint for the progress award and scholarship for the next monthly exam, shrugged indifferently: "Okay, okay, I'll wait."

The atmosphere was so condensed and stalemate for a while.

While writing, Yang Zekui suddenly stopped, put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath to calm himself down, which attracted Zhang Zhushi's attention.

"Why? Didn't you take your medicine?" He asked bluntly, his words were still as sharp as usual.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yang Zekui smiled at him: "Zhang Zhushi, isn't the person in the photo really you?"

Zhang Zhushi was stunned, then nodded and denied: "Yes, it's really not me, haven't I told you all over again." Don't come to confess to him or something, he is a straight man with a lot of steel, The straight and straight kind!

The corners of Yang Zekui's mouth widened for a moment, and then disappeared immediately, changing his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

"That's good." He said in a cold voice with no expression on his face.

In this way, he also excluded another person, worthy of what that person entrusted to him.