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Sitting together, Lu Qingyu and Zhou Xuanting had nothing to say for a long time.

The opportunity for them to speak was in a math class.

Let’s talk about Zhou Xuanting first. He was transferred from No. 15 Middle School in N City, and his grades are definitely not bad. He was firmly ranked No.[-] in his grade in the first monthly exam, but this person is usually very lazy and can play with his mobile phone. I will never listen to lectures in class, and I will never write homework that can be missed.

But the math teacher never favored anyone, so when Zhou Xuanting was concentrating on pressing the phone, the math teacher stood on tiptoe several times to confirm that Zhou Xuanting was deserting.

"Zhou Xuanting, please answer what I just said."

The math teacher propped his hands on the podium, and looked at the direction of their table with some sullen expression.

Zhou Xuanting didn't rush, as if he replied to the message sent by someone else, then he put the phone back in the drawer, and stood up slowly.

Zhou Xuanting really didn't know what he was going to talk about today, he and the math teacher just stood facing each other, their eyes met.

During the silence, he felt as if his sleeves were being pulled lightly. He lowered his head slightly, and found a clean white exercise book on his desk, with a few large characters neatly written in black pen on it—— — "The general term formula of the arithmetic sequence".

Zhou Xuanting understood, opened his thin lips lightly, and said, "an=(n-1)Xd."

The math teacher was silent for a while and said, "Okay, sit down."

Zhou Xuanting sat down and thanked Lu Qingyu softly.

Lu Qingyu shook his head and said no thanks, then he looked at the blackboard seriously and took notes.

After class, Zhou Xuanting took the initiative to chat with Lu Qingyu.

"Hey, don't you stay? I didn't see you when I went back to the dormitory."

"Yes, my house is quite close to here, I sleep out."

"Oh...that's it. Let me ask, do all the teachers here have a bad temper?"

"No, it's just that the math teacher can't tolerate sand in his eyes, because he has more qualifications and is really good at teaching, so he really hopes that everyone will pay attention to the class."

Seeing the handsome boy in front of him answering his own question solemnly, Zhou Xuanting couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing, what I said is true!" Lu Qingyu glared at him.

"I think you're quite cute." Zhou Xuanting tried hard to suppress a smile.

"Hello!" Lu Qingyu's face was a little red, the surroundings were filled with the noise of his classmates fighting, he ignored his beating heart.

After taking the first step, Zhou Xuanting and Lu Qingyu talked more and more. Sometimes they were the teachers of the gossip department, sometimes they talked about fantasy novels, and sometimes they discussed which restaurant had better food.

"Are you free after class this Saturday?" Zhou Xuanting flicked Lu Qingyu's forehead with his fingertips.

"Hello!" Lu Qingyu was seriously solving a trigonometric function problem with his head down, when he was suddenly taken aback, the homework book was almost scratched by the tip of the pen, "Speak well..."

"Sorry, sorry, I just want to ask you if you want to go to KFC after class on Saturday. Didn't you say that the original chicken has a new flavor and you want to try it?"

"Huh? But I always go home with Yang Ningjun on Saturday afternoons, the second child in the science class."

"I know him." Zhou Xuanting was a little impatient, "It doesn't matter once in a while, whether you go or not, if you don't go, I will live broadcast you to eat plain chicken, okay?"

"Hey you……!"

"Will you go?" Zhou Xuanting was still tempting Lu Qingyu.

"Okay... let's go!"

"That's right." Zhou Xuanting raised the corners of his mouth and patted Lu Qingyu's head, as if rewarding a well-behaved puppy.

While eating, Lu Qingyu frequently raised his eyelids to look at Yang Ningjun, but when he noticed it, he turned his eyes to his own food in panic.

"Tell me, what's the matter..." Yang Ningjun was furiously stared at by Lu Qingyu.

"Just...you may have to go home alone on Saturday afternoon, I have something to do..."

"What are you going to do, which vixen wants to snatch you away?"

"No, no! I just made an appointment with Zhou Xuanting to eat together."

"Huh? Who are you going to eat with?" Yang Ningjun paused suddenly, and an overly surprised expression appeared in front of Lu Qingyu, "Fuck Zhou Xuanting! Just say that he is the same kind of person as us, and I will say He will definitely bow down under your school pants, you still don't believe it!"

"No, no, it's just that we're going to eat plain chicken, and he's not...not..."

Lu Qingyu faltered, but Yang Ningjun rolled his eyes.

"Cut~ Who will believe that you can't come with me to eat plain chicken?"

Lu Qingyu couldn't say no to Yang Ningjun at all, so he glared at him and buried himself in his meal, leaving only Yang Ningjun at the table lamenting that his child had finally grown up.

At noon on Saturday, Lu Qingyu got out of bed after the unprecedented alarm clock rang once. Looking at the crumpled pile of school uniforms on the bed, he felt a little headache.

Since there is no strict requirement for wearing school uniforms on Saturdays, then just wear ordinary clothes.

He found a light blue shirt and a white embroidered sweater from the closet. Seeing that his pants were almost the same, he took out a pair of black slacks, quickly put them on and carried them The schoolbag ran out the door.

Yang Ningjun didn't go home at noon, so he went to play games with his class, Jiang Zhou.

When the time came, he went downstairs to Lu Qingyu's house and waited for him to go to school together. When he saw Lu Qingyu's clothes and then his school uniform, he opened his mouth wide.

"??? What are you doing?"

"What the hell, hurry up, hurry up to school, you're going to be late!"

"No, you changed your school uniform at the risk of being late, and your brain is pumped today..." Before finishing speaking, Yang Ningjun suddenly thought that he was going to eat with his dear tablemate after class today, and immediately fell into a daze The forced expression changed to "I understand everything".

They had one less class on Saturday afternoon than usual, so when they left the school gate after class, it was not the rush hour, and they got a taxi quickly.

"Master, go to the city center." Zhou Xuanting said.

"okay!"

"Hey, I think, we can just take the bus, why do we have to take a taxi..." Lu Qingyu whispered to Zhou Xuanting.

"Say it again, I don't call 'Hi'." Zhou Xuanting frowned.

"Zhou Xuanting...well, it would be nice to just take the bus..."

"Tsk, why do you have so many things, I'm treating you today."

"Huh? Isn't that bad?" Whether Lu Qingyu went out with his classmates or Yang Ningjun, he was always AA. He always felt embarrassed to invite others to treat him.

"Stop talking, I'll sleep well." Zhou Xuanting didn't give Lu Qingyu a chance to speak again, took out his school uniform jacket and covered his head and leaned back to sleep on the chair.

Zhou Xuanting seemed to be never sleep-deprived, and within 3 minutes, his head rested firmly on the car window, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

When approaching the traffic light under the overpass, a black Buick next to him seemed to have gone in the wrong lane, and was about to approach the traffic light where the traffic was crowded, the Buick suddenly made a corner and plunged straight into Lu Qing Between the taxi they took and the white Beetle in front.

The master driver could only step on the brake hastily, and scolded the eighteen generations of the Buick driver's ancestors by the way.

Zhou Xuanting's head hit the window glass with a "bang" sound due to the brakes. The sound was quite loud, and it must have sounded tragic.

Lu Qingyu turned his head to look at Zhou Xuanting who was forced to wake up.Here, Zhou Xuanting rubbed his head which had been in close contact with the glass just now, squinted his eyes, and muttered "Don't let people sleep".

Lu Qingyu opened his mouth to laugh at him, but soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.After Zhou Xuanting had rubbed his head enough, he tilted his head to his side, and put most of his body weight on Lu Qingyu's shoulders without any notice.

In an instant, the clear soapy smell of Zhou Xuanting's body spread from his shoulders to Lu Qingyu's nasal cavity, and after a while, this intoxicating smell filled Lu Qingyu's respiratory tract.

Looking down slightly, he saw that the deskmate who was twice as big as himself was resting with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if something big could not wake him up.

The light in the afternoon was very good, and it softened his aggressive face a lot. It was not as sharp as usual, but added some gentleness, which completely ran counter to the image of the prickly head.

The driver turns on the heater, closes the window, and the noisy horns, engines, and human voices outside the car are cut off from the inside of the car. I have nothing to do with myself.The driver was driving quietly, without singing or turning on the radio, as if the whole world could only hear Lu Qingyu's heartbeat and Zhou Xuanting's long breathing.

"Puff-puff-puff-"

Oops, I feel like living in a whole forest of deer again...

That day, the new taste of fried chicken was also a bit plain and tasteless, and the three characters "Zhou Xuanting" were filled with his body and mind.

The relationship between Zhou Xuanting and him was getting closer, Lu Qingyu talked more and more, and he was very happy to talk to Zhou Xuanting about the little things every day.

"Hey, Zhou Xuanting, do you know that the food in the cafeteria today is extremely unpalatable!"

"It's a good thing I didn't go and escaped unharmed."

"What? You haven't had dinner?"

"Well, I have something to do when I go out today, so I don't have time to eat."

"It's not good for your health. I still have a few leftover chocolates from this morning. You can pad your stomach."

"Send chocolate? Like me?"

"Hey! Do you want to eat it? If you don't eat it, I'll take it back!" Lu Qingyu was so teased that his face burned, and he was about to put the chocolate back into the drawer in anger, but unexpectedly, Zhou Xuanting grabbed his hand.

His hands are very big, even in this cold early winter, the heat in his hands can still be transmitted to Lu Qingyu's hands through the touch of hands.

Zhou Xuanting grabbed the chocolates in his palm, but before he could grasp them all firmly, Lu Qingyu pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.

A piece of chocolate wrapped in black and red fell out of Zhou Xuanting's palm. Zhou Xuanting glanced at him, then bent down to pick it up.

"What is your bad habit, you say you give it and you don't give it."

"I didn't! I just...just..."

"Just what?" Zhou Xuanting narrowed his eyes.

"I won't tell you, I only wrote multiple-choice questions in my test paper!"

"Don't change the subject."

Lu Qingyu was determined not to open his mouth this time. Seeing that there was really no way to pry his mouth open, Zhou Xuanting opened the test paper and answered the questions without interest.

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