go together

Chapter 4

"You don't have a schoolbag?" Zhou Yue looked at his empty hands and asked in response, "Do you have anything else to do?"

After thinking about it, he said, "My phone is charging at home, let's add a contact information later, and let me know in advance next time if I have something to do."

"I asked a few classmates to play basketball." Chen Han said that on Saturday afternoon, school usually ends at 04:30. They don't have much free time in their senior year of high school.

It's only 45:[-], he didn't expect Zhou Yue to come to pick him up, he planned to go back to pack up after playing, it won't be too late.

He added, "The main reason is the lack of a few coolies."

"Brother Han!"

The two of them stood facing each other, with Chen Han's back facing the stairs, he didn't turn his head when he heard the voice, but Zhou Yue crooked his body and looked past him to the stairs.

I saw a group of boys coming down with their basketballs shoulder to shoulder, all smiling, but when they saw her, they stopped collectively.

Then I laughed even more happily.

They walked directly behind Chen Han, surrounded Chen Han in a semicircle, formed the posture of the left and right protectors and the leader, and several people reached out to grab him at the same time and dragged him into the crowd, "Go play! "

"I didn't go yesterday, so why don't I go today? That's outrageous. You're so virtuous when you have a little sister? You're quite decent in your normal attire."

Chen Han frowned, and seeing that Zhou Yue was about to say something, Zhou Yue waved his hand very politely, "Call me, anyway, I have nothing to do, it doesn't matter if it's early or late."

Chen Han nodded, "Then you wait for me on the basketball court?"

As he said this, he thrust his elbow back violently, hitting Cheng Xiaosong's chest, which was closest to him, and bent over, grinning so painfully, "Damn it! You fucking!"

Cheng Xiaosong still supported him with one hand, Chen Han shook his shoulders and left him, slightly raised his chin towards Zhou Yue, "This is my sister, be more careful."

Zhou Yue appropriately put on the appearance of a soft and cute girl, and smiled with crescent eyes, "Hello, seniors."

The basketball court is right behind the third grade teaching building, and it takes only one or two minutes for a group of people to go down the stairs and go around. At this time, the court is already very lively. There are boys from all three grades. If you don’t get close, you can hear the ball hitting the ground firmly. Bang" and boys yelling.

Chen Han and the others happened to be playing under the ball rack at the entrance of the art building, and Zhou Yue sat casually on the stone steps in front of the building.It happened that all the valuables on the boys were for her to look at.

Chen Han took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, and was about to put it in the pile, then looked at Zhou Yue, who was sitting on the stone steps with his hands on his face, looking a little bored, and handed it to her, "Do you want to play? "

Zhou Yue was a little surprised, and when she raised her head, she directly bumped into his eyes. She was sitting on the other side, even though he was bent over, the huge height difference still cast her in the shadow, and she couldn't react for a while.Chen Han coughed lightly, as if he felt too intimate, he straightened up and simply stuffed it to her, "There is no password, you can watch videos or anything."

He looked down at his watch, "I'll finish around 05:30."

Zhou Yue stared at his back and was stunned. After Chen Han walked over, a boy threw the ball to him. He took it and dribbled it a few times. With a rounded arc, it entered the basket neatly.

"Your sister is cute and cute." Cheng Xiaosong said in a low voice while moving left and right to prevent Chen Han from dribbling the ball, "You're in a daze with that... Damn!"

Chen Han didn't pay attention to him, and made a fake move to the left, and the people who deceived him hurriedly cut him from the left. Throwing the handball with a flick of the hand, it was about to go in.A person suddenly flew up from under the ball frame and blocked his ball.

Cheng Xiaosong spread his hands indifferently, ran over to pick up the dribble and came back, "It's different from what you said, Wang Cheng."

"I don't know." Wang Cheng said, "I've heard people say it, and I didn't chase it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at each other with a smile, and then said to Chen Han, "Can I chase after you, Brother Han?"

"You're fucking sick, stare at her." Chen Han said, "I just met her yesterday, ask me?"

"It doesn't matter when you met, you have gained a place anyway, I don't ask first, I have to give my brother-in-law face."

Chen Han smashed the ball over.

These shameless people made fun of him one by one, but Chen Han didn't bother to talk to them, so he turned his head and glanced at it.

Zhou Yue had been poking his phone with his head down, but now his eyes were looking at them, but he was out of focus, with his elbows on his legs, sitting there with his face in his hands, motionless.

Like a folded cat.

Chen Han walked towards Zhou Yue, bent down and pulled out his belongings from the pile of sundries beside her.

"Go," he said.

He was a little close, his breath was uneven, and his body was a little hot, Zhou Yue moved aside calmly, watching from the side, Chen Han was dressed in black today, only the two sides she had seen in a limited amount, His penchant for basic shades is very much to his credit.

But it also seems a little cold.

This will be just after exercising, the whole person is alive, and the walking movements seem to maintain the neat state of playing, and the indifference has become a little bit strong.Zhou Yue didn't control his glib tongue for a while, and blurted out a sentence full of envy.

"Your temperament is so cold, buddy."

"I think it should be mainly because you are more aggressive." She thought for a while and said again.

A cat, a cat with folded ears, that kind of big-eyed cat who is not stupid.

Really similar.

Chen Han couldn't help but glanced at her.

"Wait in a hurry? I see you've been in a daze." He said.

"Ah?" Zhou Yue touched his face and said, "No, I've been watching you guys play. It's pretty good. Did you win?"

"...Oh." Chen Han looked at her and said, "I won."

"It's a fucking high-rise. If this is a middle-low level without an elevator, you'll fuck me and I won't come."

Zhou Yue waited at the stairs in his spare time, stretching out his hand to push it from time to time, watching Chen Han turn around the boys from Class [-], and took out several suitcases in a short while

No wonder he had to play ball, not to fool a few coolies to come, and he had to hire someone to move it.

"Sister." Cheng Xiaosong looked at her and said, "Aren't you going to help my brothers?"

Zhou Yue didn't intend to move her legs or hands at all, and she didn't even bother to make a fake appearance. Hearing this, she said in surprise, "Do you think I seem to be capable of physical labor?"

"I usually pretend to be diligent when I'm not diligent in order not to let others know." Cheng Xiaosong said, "You should at least put on a show. Here are these books."

"No." Zhou Yue said, "I'm allergic to things weighing more than five catties—you can just say that I'm not diligent, and you can say whatever you like."

The four or five boys in Class [-] had no choice but to accept their fate and take the two of them to the elevator entrance of the corridor of the new home.

"Fuck you!" Wang Cheng was panting tiredly, slapped Chen Han on the back, and pushed him into the elevator, "I owe you two meals!"

In the evening when Xu Jinming came back from overtime work, the three of them had nothing to say to each other. Zhou Yue and Chen Han still lived next door. She was doing her homework, and it seemed that Chen Han had been packing his luggage in the room.

Later, Song Yaqing brought a glass of milk into Zhou Yue's room. "Are you still used to it?"

"Not all the same." Zhou Yue calmly reached out for an exercise book, pretended to read it and covered it on a novel magazine, took the milk and drank it slowly, and said with a smile, "It was just moved here and there, I have changed three houses in two days, which is quite troublesome."

"This is just for you to go to school. The one you went to yesterday will be your future home." Song Yaqing said with a serious expression, "Yueyue, Uncle Xu and I are married."

Zhou Yue paused, "I know."

There was a circle of milk foam on her upper lip, she looked like a white beard, Song Yaqing said softly: "It means that we are a family, and we will live together for the rest of our lives, do you understand?"

This is something, it happens, it happens, buying a house, earning the first pot of gold, being with someone, if you don’t think about it, it’s actually a very common thing, the difference lies in the meaning behind it.

Song Yaqing said that if she was going to remarry, Zhou Yue would have another stepfather. Zhou Yue just felt that he was not used to living with two strangers all of a sudden, as if he was a short-term tenant.But she never thought that this actually means having another home.

When I think about it, it seems to be solemn and long-lasting.

Zhou Yue froze subconsciously, her usual conversations with Song Yaqing were limited to "OK", "Got it" and "OK", and she was not used to this kind of deep conversation.

"I understand." Zhou Yue said down-to-earth, "We'll just live together, but what you said is more ritualistic."

"You have to try to accept it." Listening to her tone, Song Yaqing frowned, and said quite seriously.

"I don't accept it." Zhou Yue said, "I won't cause you any trouble."

"Mom didn't mean that." Song Yaqing was silent for a while before saying.

"I'm not...then what..." Zhou Yue thought about what he said just now, feeling a little regretful.

Song Yaqing is not particularly good at words, Zhou Yue is actually like her in this respect, she was silent for a while and then changed the subject, "My uncle and I are going to have a small wedding banquet next weekend, and I will accompany me to buy a new one tomorrow." Clothes? I see that your clothes are also old, and the season is changing, so I will take you to buy some clothes."

"Okay." Zhou Yue said.

Song Yaqing stood up and went out, Zhou Yue's eyes followed her to the door, went through the decoration of this part of the room, and was startled.

Zhou Yue herself is quite rich, and there are often several text messages every month to remind her that her father, Zhou Feng, has transferred money to her card again.

She never returned the money.

You don't even need to pay that much. Secondary school.

She hasn't had a good fight with Song Yaqing, but to a large extent, she may be richer than Song Yaqing.

Song Yaqing is just a shoe store manager who works in a shopping mall, and her income is not bad, but it is not enough in a city like Lindong.

After she got divorced, she didn't spend Zhou Feng's money. Her own salary supports the lives of the two of them, which is actually a bit tight.The rent of houses near No. [-] Middle School is very high. Zhou Yue used to live in an old residential area that was about to be demolished. The light came from the balcony and a window in the master bedroom. It was dark and dark all the year round, not much better than the basement.

But the current conditions obviously go up to the [-]th floor.

In all honesty, she was quite happy for Song Yaqing.

Watching her go out, Zhou Yue wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but let it go.

After flipping through a magazine and finishing her math homework, it's already past twelve o'clock. On weekends, she usually insists on staying up the latest night and getting up the latest bed, which is quite energetic.

Song Yaqing brought all the odds and ends in her room, as well as the tin pencil case on the desk, which was colorfully printed with cats and dogs, rattling and rattling.

Zhou Yue listened to the sound of iron clashing and was stunned for a while, went out of the bedroom to go to the toilet, walked to the living room and found that the light in the bathroom was on, the door was open, and there was the sound of rushing water, it was Chen Han washing his face.

Washing his face is also the straight man's style of bombardment. He bent down and lowered his head, and rubbed his face a few times with the water from the open faucet.

He was also used to living alone, so he stretched out his hand to grab the towel to wipe his face before his waist was straight, wiped off the water droplets and threw the towel, grabbed the hem of the T-shirt with both hands, and took off his shirt neatly with a lift.

A set of movements was smooth and smooth, and when he broke free from the pullover T-shirt with his naked upper body, he just met Zhou Yue who had just walked to the door of the bathroom.

"..."

Caught off guard, even Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, calmly said,

"Ouch."