A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

"You don't take me to see it, I'll see it by myself. I want to see how good this kid is!" Hou Wanqiang decided to go home now and dig out his old school uniform, and go to school tomorrow.I hope the clothes don't have to be used as mops to mop the floor.

Hou Wanqiang went home happily, humming a little tune as he walked.

"Today is also a day of carefree~"

……

While passing out is fake, dizziness is real.At this time, Song Zhiyu's head seemed to store an ancient game called "Water Piao". The stone was like water, stirring up layers of ripples, washing his brain layer by layer.

"Oops, dizziness, want to vomit." Song Zhiyu's face turned blue and red, trying to restrain his urge to vomit.

"Well…"

"Hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon!" Zhou Cheng glanced at Song Zhiyu's situation, and then quickened his pace.

Maybe it wasn't because of being hit so badly, or maybe it was just plain motion sickness (people)... All in all, Song Zhiyu felt a little sad and indignant that his image of "the male version of Lin Daiyu" would not be able to be deleted from Zhou Cheng's mind for a while.It is true that he has some minor problems in various functions of the body, but it is not enough to "hold his heart with Xizi" all day long, vomit blood every three days, and fall into a coma every five days.

Rounding it up, he could barely be considered a sub-healthy young man.

In fact, Song Zhiyu opened his eyes as soon as he turned his back to Zhang Yongxiang.After he was out of their sight, he pinched Zhou Cheng's arm, motioning to let him down, but the other party just hugged him tightly, without any response, and ran forward wholeheartedly.

Song Zhiyu pinched Zhou Cheng again without giving up, and said, "Stop acting, it's over."

"Ah?!" Zhou Cheng came to his senses at this moment, and said the same words: "Hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon!"

Song Zhiyu folded his arms in Zhou Cheng's arms, and looked at Zhou Cheng with mentally retarded eyes.He pretended to shout: "I can't hold on anymore, I'm hopeless."

Zhou Cheng stopped suddenly, his beautiful eyes met Song Zhiyu's.Only then did Song Zhiyu realize that his eyes were flushed, his lips were tightly pursed, and he remained silent.The atmosphere was tense for a while.

"I... I'm just kidding."

Song Zhiyu silently jumped off Zhou Cheng.Song Zhiyu rubbed his arm, pretending to complain calmly and said, "Aren't you good at backing people, you always hug them? Your hands are so strong."

Zhou Cheng still stared at Song Zhiyu with his red eyes, without saying a word, just watching quietly.

……

"Bah." Song Zhiyu said guiltily, "I'm... bah."

Today's Zhoucheng is a silent city.Song Zhiyu did not welcome the reprimand he expected. In fact, before today's incident, Zhou Cheng had always maintained the image of a gentle, sunny and handsome guy. No matter how exaggerated Song Zhiyu made jokes, the smile in his eyes never went out. Pass.Zhou Cheng never scolded him, even though he really liked to joke.

Zhou Cheng just gave him a light hug, so light that Song Zhiyu almost thought it was his own illusion.He took out the alcohol and band-aids from his schoolbag to clean up the broken places for Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu questioned Zhou Cheng's previous identity here justifiably. What did he go through to carry a first-aid kit with him?

"Don't make such jokes in the future, I'll be worried." Zhou Cheng wanted to tell Song Zhiyu like this. He opened his mouth, but he didn't say it in the end, because he knew that even if he said that, Song Zhiyu wouldn't listen. Song Zhiyu who can listen to others honestly is not cute.

Zhou Cheng asked: "Did you already know that Teacher Zhang would come?"

Song Zhiyu replied: "Yes."

Zhou Cheng asked again: "Then how do you know about Jiang Chun being persuaded to quit?"

Song Zhiyu replied: "When I gave Zhang Yongxiang homework before, I happened to see him being lectured, so I listened to a few words by the way."

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but ask: "Then if Teacher Zhang won't come, and you don't know about Jiang Chun's situation, then... what will you do?"

"I can't be ignorant, right?" Song Zhiyu looked at Zhou Cheng with a smile, "Where are there so many assumptions, you are so annoying."

"Maybe... you can also choose to rely on me?"

"No."

Song Zhiyu shook his head: "But I don't want to."

Eight years later, Zhou Cheng heard the same answer again.It's really a familiar feeling, a familiar formula.For a moment, Zhou Cheng hesitated, he didn't know whether he should break through his defense in an instant, or stand aside silently, safeguarding his self-esteem, and guarding until the clouds opened to see the moon.

Teenagers can't bury their love in their hearts for a long time.If you like someone, you definitely want others to like you too.

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"By the way, Lao Zhou!" Song Zhiyu suddenly stopped him.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"My schoolbag seems to have been left halfway, and there may be a wallet in it." Song Zhiyu's next words made Zhou Cheng's glasses fall apart, even though he didn't have glasses.

"Then hurry back and look for it!" Zhou Cheng grabbed Song Zhiyu and ran back. How could such a person speak so calmly, as if he wasn't the one who lost the thing.

"You can throw this away, I really admire you!"

"Are you saying I'm stupid?"

"No." Zhou Cheng hesitated.

"What are you in a hurry for... run slowly... I can't keep up." Song Zhiyu was out of breath, and he secretly vowed that he would definitely exercise next year.

When the two arrived at the scene of the crime, there was only the rustling autumn wind, and all the notebooks and books scattered on the ground had disappeared. Only a forgotten eraser seemed to be telling everything that happened before.After a while of silence, Song Zhiyu broke the deadlock.He patted Zhou Cheng's shoulder earnestly and said, "Forget it, just throw it away. You just need to remember what I did for you today."

Zhou Cheng said: "Wait, what position do you stand on to say this?"

Song Zhiyu said casually, "Gravity field."

"Contractor: Song Zhiyu, Ability: Gravity control, Price: Smoking and drinking burns your head." Song Zhiyu picked up a stick from nowhere and started to play role-playing. 【Note】

"What?" Zhou Cheng didn't know, so he tried hard to cooperate, and said, "It's... a dungeon fighter?"

"I don't play online games." Song Zhiyu suddenly felt bored, dropped his stick and went home.

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhou Cheng still didn't know what he said wrong that day.

……

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Song Zhiyu's house is basically only one street away from Zhou Cheng's house, so they basically go together all the way.After separating from Zhou Cheng, Song Zhiyu withdrew his playful expression.All the discomfort that was suppressed before came to the door again, cold sweat continued to flow from the skin, and flowed to the wound, a little prickly, itchy, and the feeling was very subtle.

Can't wait to get home, Song Zhiyu didn't care about his image at this time, he found a relatively clean trash can nearby, put his hands on the edge, and started to "wow" vomit.

At first it was water, then it was bitter water, and then it was just retching.

"Oh, if you don't study hard in the future, you will come out to pick up trash like this brother." The passing aunt took her child and gave Song Zhiyu a disgusted look. The teenager is actually his neighbor.

"Pick up your mother's... trash..." Song Zhiyu scolded in his heart, probably because his body has not been happy in the past week, and he has been feeling very irritable.

……

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Wang?" Sister Li began to say hello from a long distance away.

"Sister Li. Have you eaten?" The person opposite Sister Li was Wang Zhijun, who went to Song Zhiyu's house right after get off work.

"It's been a long time, I haven't seen Xiaoyu for a long time. Didn't I promise him to help my kid with his studies, why hasn't he come recently?" Sister Li's face is still as thick as ever.

"He has been sick recently, which is inconvenient." Wang Zhijun replied with a smile.

"Oh, you're hospitalized again? What a pity! Then don't come here, our boy's resistance is weak, and it will be bad if he gets infected. Xuanxuan, don't go to your brother's house to play recently." Sister Li touched Touching Xuanxuan's head, exhorted.

"It seems that the one who digs through the garbage is Brother Yu!" Xuanxuan said in a childish voice.

"What nonsense, go back and do your homework." Sister Li took his son and left quickly.

"Tomorrow, I will be the source of infection in your house!" Song Zhiyu swore secretly, although Song Zhiyu did not suffer from infectious diseases.

After finally leaving, Song Zhiyu raised his head.Fortunately, he was not watched, otherwise, within a day, the neighbors and outsiders would know that he was digging through the garbage, and then it would lead to stealing and eating garbage...

"It's all right?" A pair of hands caressed Song Zhiyu's forehead, his four fingers were restless, and he pressed them up and down, as if he was playing a piano.

"None of your business." Song Zhiyu pushed his hand away without a trace, Wang Zhijun was not angry, but just laughed dryly, and put his hand back in his pocket.

"Go or leave?" Song Zhiyu asked.

"Hehe, what's the difference between the two?"

"Okay, then go or go?" Song Zhiyu changed his rhetoric.

"Then I can only choose to leave, hehe, I'm on a business trip for a month, and I need to make a phone call. Besides, it's not good to be so rude to elders when you're so grown up. Isn't it, son?" Wang Zhijun deliberately said this Emphasized the ending.

"I hope you die on the way." Song Zhiyu said to Wang Zhijun respectfully.

The voice-activated light in the corridor was broken again. Song Zhiyu chopped off his feet three times in a row, each time getting louder, but the light still didn't turn on.Fortunately, the home is on the second floor, so there is not much distance to walk in the dark.Song Zhiyu unlocked the door with a key, and the washed dishes and chopsticks had been returned to the cupboard. It seemed that there was no smell of fireworks in the room.

"You son of a bitch, you don't know how to go home after school, what are you doing? How old are you, and you only know how to play, and you broke your head." Song Ma's life-threatening combo strikes at the beginning.

"Understood." The sharp voice made Song Zhiyu's head buzz again, and he went straight back to his room, and locked the door behind him.

"I know what I know, I know how to fool your mother every day. Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." In fact, he didn't eat, but now Song Zhiyu didn't have the slightest desire to eat, and it was free to eat, so he simply lied to Song Mama.

Song Zhiyu, who came back to the house, turned on the computer first, and took a look at Baidu seriously: What will happen if you get hit by a basketball?He found that none of the respondents had such a strong adverse reaction as him, so he searched again on Baidu: What are the consequences of a concussion?He found himself possibly dying.

After hesitating for a while, Song Zhiyu still logged into QQ.From the very beginning, there was a group news bombardment. The Chosen One posted a lot of things in the group, the most of which were celebrity gossip and funny animations, which ruined their reputation as a "senior people plus senior group" group.

If you don't reply decisively, close it.

Ever since he heard Zhou Cheng say that the Chosen One might be a beautiful girl, his image of the Chosen One has become abstract again.How could there be such a noisy and narcissistic beautiful girl?

Speaking of Zhou Cheng, Song Zhiyu also decided to send him a message, "I don't plan to go to school anymore." It's better to tell him about it, so that he won't worry about it, don't get excited, and come to his house up.

The author has something to say:

[Note] It’s about the Contractor of the Black, it’s a long time ago drama but it’s very good.

Speaking of vomiting blood every three days and passing out every five days, I like it very much, but I still don’t write it here because of the subject matter

So, the protagonist of the next article will be like this, hahaha.