Wild and easy to tame

Just want to be closer to you.

After New Year's Day, Feng Zhuo started the make-up learning mode again.

Duan Yi would give him lectures every day, and Feng Zhuo absorbed them very quickly. He could master all the types of questions involved.

On the 10th, Feng Zhuo received a pick-up message.

After school, he and Duan Yi went home and picked up a courier in the community on the way.

A very large box, sent from abroad.

Feng Zhuo frowned, but still carried the box back home.

After arriving at the door, he said to Duan Yi: "Mr. Yi, the key is in my trouser pocket. Take it."

Duan Yi reached up and lifted his down jacket, then reached into his trouser pocket and found the key.

When he was about to withdraw his hand, Duan Yi poked Feng Zhuo's thigh with a key.

Feng Zhuo instantly turned his hips to the side to avoid it, "Hey... don't make trouble with me."

Duan Yi hooked the corner of his mouth and opened the door with the key.

Entering the living room, Feng Zhuo opened the sealed box with scissors.

There are many things in it.

A black down jacket, designer sneakers, a turtleneck sweater, black trousers, and a Nintendo game console.

Feng Zhuo casually put all the things back into the box, didn't care anymore, and dragged Duan Yi back to his room to study.

Later, Duan Yi left, leaving only Feng Zhuo at home.

He took a shower first, then removed the labels of the clothes one by one, and began to change them one by one.

Every piece of clothing fits fairly well.

After all, there is Feng Yue by his side who can be used as a reference for them, and it would be outrageous if they bought something that didn't fit.

Feng Zhuo took out the new shoes again and began to change them.

But... a little over the top.

He took off his shoes and checked the size.

The shoe size is too small.

That's why he's uncomfortable to wear.

Clothes that are a little bigger or a little smaller don’t bother you, and you won’t notice it, but if your shoes don’t fit, they just don’t fit, so you can’t wear them hard.

Feng Zhuo took off his shoes and new clothes silently, threw them aside, and sat by the bed by himself in a daze for a long time.

Before going to bed, Feng Zhuo received Feng Yue's WeChat.

Feng Yue: "Brother, have you received the courier? My parents and I picked it for you!"

Feng Yue: "It was supposed to be delivered during the New Year's Day holiday, but it took a long time to send it across the country..."

He explained word by word, and then said cautiously: "You don't mind."

Feng Zhuo only said: "Did you pick it for me or pick the rest for you and send it to me?"

Feng Yue held the phone in his hands and was stunned.

Brother doesn't seem to like what he bought him.

Feeling extremely disappointed, Feng Yue pressed the phone screen and replied to Feng Zhuo: "It was specially chosen for you."

It is true that he pulled his friend to carefully select each piece for Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo replied indifferently: "Oh, thank you."

Feng Zhuo: "You don't need to buy it again in the future."

Feng Yue bit his lip sadly, not knowing how to reply to Feng Zhuo.

The classroom just after class was full of people, everyone was leaving one after another, only Feng Yue was still sitting in his seat, his whole body was in a daze.

Cen Yan, his friend who was always with him, was about to get up and leave, when he turned his face and saw his appearance, he called out, "Xiao Yue?"

Feng Yue finally pulled away from the vortex of emotions. He raised his head, his clear eyes looked innocent when looking at people, but now he looked even more pitiful, like a wronged little puppy.

Cen Yan frowned lightly and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yue was feeling sad, when his friend asked him with such concern, his eyes became moist and hot.

He shook his head, sniffed again, "It's okay."

Cen Yan sighed and guessed, "It's because of your brother, right?"

Feng Yue let out a muffled "hmm".

"He hates me very much," Feng Yue drooped his head, "I hate me too, I feel like I have robbed my brother of the care and love from his parents that should belong to him."

"But I don't want to, and I don't want to be overprotected by my parents. I hope they care more about my brother. I advise them to take my brother over and treat him well."

"But they didn't listen to me, and said that they would rather not have a son like my brother."

Feng Yue looked at Cen Yan blankly: "What kind of person is my brother? Is he not good enough? Then I am good enough?"

"Then if one day I'm not good at studying, will they not want me?"

Cen Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for this talented boy who was only 16 years old and went to the famous international school H University.

In the eyes of outsiders, Feng Yue was undoubtedly glamorous. He was praised as a genius and raised to a height that ordinary people could not reach.

However, no one paid attention to his inner thoughts and needs.

Even his parents seem to love him only because this son is smart, a genius son who can add credit to their faces.

There was no one else in the classroom, just the two of them.

Cen Yan lost control for a moment, reached out to hug Feng Yue, and hugged him into his arms.

He hugged him very tenderly, and whispered softly: "You are good enough, Xiao Yue. It is not you who should feel guilty for your brother, but your parents. You are not wrong."

"I've tried my best to please my brother, but he hates me," Feng Yue murmured sadly, "I don't want to be hated by him."

Cen Yan sighed and patted Feng Yue's back lightly.

He can understand Feng Zhuo's actions, he is also a son, and he is a twin brother. He is not valued and even discarded by his parents, but his younger brother enjoys the love of his parents. Whoever he is, he will not be balanced.

Feng Zhuo channeled his grievances on his younger brother who received all the love from his parents.

After a while, Feng Yue suddenly realized something was wrong, he pushed Cen Yan away, panic flashed across his fair face, and he asked in a helpless tone, "Why are you hugging me?"

Cen Yan looked down at him with sporadic smiles in his eyes.

He restrained his emotions, and his words were as usual: "Comfort you, I see you are very sad."

Feng Yue was flustered and stuttered a little: "Thank you...thank you."

The final exam of Shencheng No. [-] Middle School came as scheduled.

After the two-day exam, the school did not immediately have a winter break.

Students continue to attend classes, in fact, they start writing test papers for winter vacation homework in school.

Teachers mark test papers, count scores and ranks.

Finally, on the third day after the final exam, the transcripts of each class were counted and printed out.

Xiao Yuanqiu took back a stack of report cards from the class teacher's office and distributed them according to the list.

After a while, there was a burst of sighs and exclamations in the classroom.

"Damn it! I didn't see the tricks, did I! Brother Zhuo ranked 7th!"

"Brother Zhuo is really good! It's only been a semester, and he rushed into the top ten directly from the rear of the car."

"Help...is this a dark horse or a genius?"

……

When everyone was discussing Feng Zhuo, Feng Zhuo and Duan Yi walked into the classroom, Feng Zhuo's arm rested naturally on Duan Yi's shoulder.

I don't know who started to slap the table and shouted: "Congratulations Brother Zhuo!! You broke into the top ten!"

Others followed suit and began to thump and slap the table.

"Brother Zhuo is awesome!!"

"I'll ask brother Zhuo for my next exam!"

Feng Zhuo was taken aback by this battle, and then he realized it, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yi taught me well."

"The credit is all his." When he said this, he patted Duan Yi's shoulder with his palm.

Duan Yi, who was touched by Feng Zhuo's sensitive spot, raised his shoulders and shrugged, trying to avoid his claws.

Then he raised his hand and opened Feng Zhuo's hand.

Xiao Yuanqiu said to Duan Yi: "Brother Yi, Lao Ban asked you to go to his office."

"It must be a reward! Brother Zhuo has made the most progress this time, and Brother Yi is going to get a reward again!"

"Ah, I'm so envious! Brother Yi Zhuo is invincible!"

"Invincible, invincible, lock me up!"

"Huh? Locked up? Why did you still knock on you!"

Duan Yi ignored their booing, turned and walked out of the classroom to the chemistry office.

Feng Zhuo didn't care about these jokes, he laughed with the boys in his class for a while, and then returned to his seat.

Yan Jia at the front desk was looking at the report card and sighing.

Feng Zhuo pressed his hands on the table and leaned forward, gloating: "I'm still worrying about how to get my report card home to face Uncle Yan and Aunt Tang?"

Yan Jiadu began to think about finding another way out for himself, and said, "Why don't I take the art test route, so that I can go to a decent university anyway. My current score is really not enough."

"Very thoughtful," Feng Zhuo sat down on the desk directly, "but it's not impossible."

"Where do you want to take the exam?" Feng Zhuo asked.

Yan Jia replied without hesitation: "Emperor Capital, Xiao Yuanqiu is going to the Imperial Capital to study at university. I don't want to be too far away from him. I can't be in the same school, but I can also be in the same city. At least it's convenient to meet."

Yan Jia and Xiao Yuanqiu had a serious talk after New Year's Day.

Feng Zhuo didn't know what they talked about, but he could tell what was going on with them now.

Feng Zhuo suddenly became thoughtful.

He still doesn't know which school Duan Yi wants to go to.

Feng Zhuo didn't want to be too far away from him, and it would be best to go to the same school.

The results came out, and the school did not force students to wait until the end of school time to leave school.

It means that they can now leave school early to start their winter vacation life.

When Duan Yi came back from the office, only Feng Zhuo was left.

He is waiting for him.

It's cloudy today, it's dark outside, and the lights are on in the classroom.

Duan Yi stood by his seat and packed the test papers into his schoolbag, while Feng Zhuo leaned on the window sill to watch him pack his things.

"You got your phone back?" Feng Zhuo asked.

"Well," Duan Yi looked up at him and smiled, "I took it back."

"Brother Yi," Feng Zhuo's tone suddenly became serious, and he asked, "Which university do you want to go to?"

"Shencheng University of Technology." Duan Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at him again, "What's wrong?"

Feng Zhuo shook his head, "I was just thinking about which university I should go to."

"It's not which university you should go to, but which university you want to go to." Duan Yi corrected him.

Feng Zhuo smiled and said, "I don't have any particular desire to go, I just want to be closer to you. It would be better if I can be in the same school."

Duan Yi was not in a hurry, nor did he force Feng Zhuo to seriously think about the clear goal of college entrance examination volunteering.

He just said, "Me too."

"But it's okay not to be in the same school," Duan Yi told Feng Zhuo sensibly: "I went to Shencheng University of Technology because I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps. You don't need it. Don't limit the scope to death. You can go to a famous school all over the country." Choose, no matter which city you go to university in the end, as long as I have time, I will definitely go to you."

Feng Zhuo's mind was a little messed up, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

Thinking about it later, it will probably involve long-distance relationships.

He terminated the topic and said: "It's still early to discuss it, and it's not too late to talk about it by this time next year."

Duan Yi didn't say any more.

The light switches in the classroom are located next to the front and rear doors of the classroom.

Duan Yi walked to the back door, raised his hand to turn off the light, and locked the back door with a latch from the inside, then turned and walked back.

Feng Zhuo was still leaning against the window, looking at him without blinking.

The moment Duan Yi and him looked at each other, he seemed to be bewitched by him, giving birth to a strong urge to get close to him now.

He walked up to Feng Zhuo with strides, stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the curtain, and hid him and Feng Zhuo on the other side of the curtain. At the same time, he turned the hand holding the curtain to cover the window again.

Both sides were covered by curtains, and he and Feng Zhuo were almost completely covered by the fabric of the curtains.

Duan Yi put his arms around Feng Zhuo's waist, and put his lips on his mouth.

Feng Zhuo's eyes trembled, his heart stopped beating suddenly, and his breathing also stagnated.

The soft numbness on his lips spread all the way to his heart, and the heart was able to beat again, but it was a violent beating that was completely out of control.

"You don't care where I am," Duan Yi's words were low and vague, as if to reassure him: "You just need to think about where you want to go, understand?"

Feng Zhuo let out a "hmm" from his throat.

understood.