A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

Inside the chemistry lab on the first floor

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but start to unzip his coat. After taking off his coat, it seemed that it was not over yet, and then he began to peel off the inner layer.

Song Zhiyu asked alertly: "Stop, what are you doing?"

"Your clothes are damp, I'll change them for you." Before Song Zhiyu reached out to stop him, Zhou Cheng had already stripped off his upper body, his tall and straight figure was not exaggerated, just right.

"My clothes are cooler than yours, so I won't change them. And...afterwards, what will you wear?" Song Zhiyu turned his head unnaturally, preventing his gaze from directly facing Zhou Cheng.

"Don't I still have my coat? You said that I took it off, and I was rejected by you after it was over. How embarrassing I am to be here alone shirtless."

Being coy all the time will be like a woman, Song Zhiyu also decided not to shirk, took off her wet short sleeves, and then put the clothes that Zhou Cheng handed over her head in one go.

Song Zhiyu turned back and urged Zhou Cheng: "It's done, let's go."

"Wait, your clothes are not buttoned properly." Zhou Cheng stopped Song Zhiyu, rubbed his fingers on his collar for a while, and returned the disordered buttons to their proper positions.The third button of the neckline was buttoned in the first gap, and the clothes naturally left a gap at the neckline. Zhou Cheng unconsciously moved it, but accidentally saw some hideous scars on his chest.

Zhou Cheng re-buttoned the remaining two buttons without changing his expression, and only after it was over did he feel that the palms of his fingers that accidentally touched Song Zhiyu's skin began to feel hot.

"Does it still hurt?" Zhou Cheng felt his lower lip tremble uncontrollably when he said this.

Song Zhiyu felt that the current scene was a little weird. He shook his head and said, "It's been a long time since it hurt, but now...it's a little itchy." As he said that, he wanted to reach out and scratch the scar on his chest. As soon as he entered, he was grabbed by Zhou Cheng, and the side with higher temperature conducted heat conduction to the side with lower temperature.

He asked Song Zhiyu in a low voice: "I've always wanted to ask you a question, I don't know if I should say it..." The words were full of emotion.

Song Zhiyu seemed to be infected by this emotion: "Say."

Zhou Cheng: "Sometimes, I mean sometimes... Do you have that puberty... throbbing?"

Song Zhiyu's words were vague, as if he was seriously thinking about this issue: "Well, it seems..."

Suddenly, Song Zhiyu broke free from Zhou Cheng's palm, knocked on the head, and suddenly realized: "Oh... I know! Do you have skin disease, old Zhou? Why do I feel uncomfortable wearing your clothes?"

Zhou Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears: "I...I didn't, how could you insult people's innocence out of thin air?"

Song Zhiyu knocked Zhou Cheng on the head: "What's the use of throbbing, and you don't know how to act."

Zhou Cheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "I think so, but it's not very good, isn't it a little too small now?"

Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, Song Zhiyu understood what kind of throbbing he was talking about, and immediately red climbed up his ears, and he didn't speak.He thought to himself: "I underestimated you, I thought you were talking about a kiss, a hug, etc..."

It's not that Song Zhiyu himself is a thin-skinned person, his innocence is definitely not his ability to bear the adult world, Song Zhiyu's true innocence is probably because he always thought that Zhou Cheng was very simple.

……

"I can't eat without toasting, I draw my sword and look around in a daze!" Fang Chuan was still killing all sides on the court, but this time the camp has changed.Fang Chuan formed a pair with his roommate and other sophomores who played well, and played a friendly match with the seniors next door.

"Let's see who dares to recite poetry today!" Although the two were in the same camp, the roommate obviously focused their anger on Fang Chuan, and the two pushed and yelled at each other, and they even reached a tie with the senior year group.

"Zhou, where have you been dawdling? I didn't see that we were almost unable to hold on. If we were really defeated by the sophomores, we would be ashamed!" A senior senior saw Zhou Cheng walking towards the field, Glancing at Song Zhiyu who was standing beside him, he smiled and pushed Zhou Cheng onto the court.

"Hurry up, wait until you turn things around!"

Seeing this, the roommate was not to be outdone: "We also have a dark horse that didn't get on. Xiao Song has been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm going to kick this poetry recitation off the stage. My ears are about to explode!" Fang Chuan listened to his roommate's complaints. Not annoyed, he pushed the eyes on his face and was about to walk off the court. Before leaving, he said calmly: "I remember when you were young, you said you liked cultural people."

"Ahem, no need, I'm really not very good at beating." Song Zhiyu pretended to cough and glanced at Zhou Cheng guilty.

"Hey, modesty isn't it? Forget it, Fang Chuan will die and come back." Fang Chuan was not angry, and walked onto the court silently while holding his glasses, standing behind his roommate.

"Jiangdong's children are so talented, it's unknown if they will make a comeback!"

If the state of the two teams was barely evenly matched just now, with the addition of Zhou Cheng, the situation on the court has changed rapidly.Fang Chuan didn't even read his poems anymore, he gritted his teeth, determined to compete with Zhou Cheng, pursued him all the way, and strictly guarded against him.

Perhaps because of the blessing of his own filter, Song Zhiyu had to admit that Zhou Cheng was a bit more handsome than others in playing basketball.

Although Zhou Cheng is very handsome, it is still a bit boring to keep watching a group of boys grabbing a ball without feeling a sense of participation.What's more, Zhou Cheng has always been there, and he won't lose it. Why do you keep looking at him?

Tsk, by the way, didn't Zhou Cheng and others disappear?How did it appear here?It seems that he has perfectly integrated into this new environment, even more familiar than Song Zhiyu himself.

Could it be that he is dreaming now?

At this time, there seemed to be a dispute on the court, the two sides were at loggerheads, and the basketball was forced to fly out of the court. Zhou Cheng took a quick look at the direction the ball was flying, and it was in the direction of Song Zhiyu.At this time, Song Zhiyu didn't know what was going on in his mind, and he stood motionless without realizing it.

He was anxious, and under the slightly surprised gazes of the crowd, he ran straight towards Song Zhiyu's direction.

"I always feel that similar scenes have appeared before..." Song Zhiyu looked at the spinning basketball and said to himself, and he slowly stretched out his right hand.

Zhou Cheng's tone was hurried, and his words were full of tension: "You don't know how to hide for a while!"

"Huh? Why should I hide?" Song Zhiyu looked at Zhou Cheng with a strange expression, and firmly stopped a basketball on his right hand.Song Zhiyu threw the basketball back into the court with only a little effort, and the ball drew a smooth arc in the air. Even Song Zhiyu himself was amazed at his mastery of strength.

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Old Zhou, I feel that I am different from before."

"Huh? Why is it different?" Zhou Cheng held Song Zhiyu's hand that had just caught the ball in his arms, and lowered his head to check carefully to make sure that there were no broken skin, redness, or fractures.

"I just felt for a moment that you are the most special one among all the people present." Song Zhiyu said this very plainly, just like saying that the food in the cafeteria was terrible yesterday.

"Hahaha, shouldn't this be the right thing to do? I suddenly want to drink water..." Zhou Cheng's face blushed unconsciously after receiving the sudden compliment.Seeing a bottle of mineral water on the ground, probably to cover up his current shyness, he bent down to pick up the bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into his mouth without noticing that the cap had already been opened .

"The bottle of water you're drinking belongs to me..." The eyes of the people around gathered in this direction, Song Zhiyu couldn't help reminding Zhou Cheng.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Hearing Song Zhiyu's words, Zhou Cheng was so shocked that he spilled all the half-drinked water on the ground.

"Actually, you don't need to react so violently..." Song Zhiyu couldn't help but support his forehead, because more and more people were looking at him.

"What's the matter, it turns out that Senior Zhou and Xiao Song know each other." The roommate seemed to think that there was a dispute between the two, so he hurried over to smooth things over.

"Uh, this...no!"

"know."

The two looked at each other, and Song Zhiyu said to his roommate, "It's kind of a relationship."

……

Over the weekend, the roommate becomes a learning robot again.This time Song Zhiyu paid a little attention to him. Under the appearance of calmly writing the question, he kept whispering silently: I am a killer without emotion, I am a killer without emotion...

The atmosphere in the class is a lot colder than in No. [-] Middle School, and there is almost no communication between classes. Of course, this may also be the reason why the class teacher sits on the class podium all day long.

A week later, Zhou Cheng had the opportunity to explain to Song Zhiyu: Before Song Zhiyu dropped out of school, Zhou Cheng transferred to this school in advance. Anyway, he lived alone in China, where he lived, but there was one thing that he did not expect. , There is nowhere to get into this school, and he was controlled because of poor grades and bad looks when he first came.

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but I never expected that I would be controlled..." Zhou Cheng said to Song Zhiyu with an aggrieved face.

"You wait, I will come to you secretly at night." Before leaving, Zhou Cheng told Song Zhiyu.

Zhou Cheng didn't come that night, but Song Zhiyu didn't need to think too much about it, he was probably under control again.

In this school where there is zero tolerance for puppy love and reporting in the bathroom, even if two people meet each other, they have to test each other on a math problem as a cover.The most frequent meeting in a day is actually in the morning, the time before the assembly, and they can look at each other four times during each lap during the exercise.

Song Zhiyu thought that everyone in this seemingly lifeless school had the same closed information as him, but this was just his thought.For example, the classmates who never seem to communicate with each other all know that he has a distant cousin who is in the third year of high school, and he is very handsome.

"Is it convenient to reveal your brother's mobile phone number?"

"It's inconvenient. Actually, he doesn't have any hobbies in this area." At first, he could answer patiently, but Song Zhiyu got annoyed by asking too many questions.

"Ah, that's it." The girl was a little disappointed, and she added without giving up: "Actually, yours is fine too, my classmate..."

"I inherited him."