Don't run after school

When Zhou Baoshan cooked the dishes, put all kinds of green vegetables on the plate, and pushed them in front of Cheng Jin, Cheng Jin's face also turned green according to the occasion.

"I want to eat meat." Cheng Jin said with a frown.

"The only beef was sacrificed just now." Zhou Baoshan wiped his hands and said, "Let's just make do with it."

"But I like beef."

"Then you like to eat beef, have you got the consent of Niu Ta?"

Cheng Jin's speech was ruthlessly rejected again.

There is no way, Ji Ren Xia is so involuntary, Cheng Jin chooses to compromise.

However, Zhou Baoshan's cooking was surprisingly delicious, with all the colors, flavors and flavors, and the two of them ate cleanly together.

"I'll go upstairs to take a shower first. There's no air conditioner in the living room. It's hot at the moment. Go and sit in my room." Zhou Baoshan got up wearing slippers, and stretched when she went upstairs.

He likes to wear black. Black is very suitable for his temperament. It has both a sense of distance and a sense of youth. It completely outlines his well-trained psoas muscles, and the youthful atmosphere cannot be hidden.

Cheng Jin caught sight of the gray English letters on the side of his underwear, didn't dare to look any further, and followed him upstairs.

Zhou Baoshan's room is in the innermost part of the second floor. It's not big, but it's very beautiful.

Pushing open the door, the transparent glass on the roof can completely see the night sky.

The decor in the room is shades of black.

Black bed sheets, quilt covers, black floor lamps, black curtains, except for a few abstract paintings on his walls, there are no other colors in the room, which makes people think that he has the legendary black obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But the combination of these blacks does not appear monotonous, on the contrary it is very textured.

The high-density and tense black blend together to form a kind of artistic beauty of science and technology.

Cheng Jin was sitting on the lazy sofa, with his long legs raised high, playing with the plaster statue of David on his table with interest.

"Fantasy" "Really Nima has a flair" "I'm so fucked, this guy is so flamboyant" "He's not my little boy, this flirt is shining" This is Cheng Jin after seeing his room , Search all the adjectives you can think of.

"Goushan Didi, may I play with your computer?"

Cheng Jin yelled at Zhou Baoshan who was taking a shower.

It didn't take long for a string of numbers to be reported there.

Zhou Boshan said: "This is the password."

Cheng Jin had just turned on the phone, entered the password, and was buffering when he saw a figure rushing towards him, accompanied by a scent of shower gel.

Zhou Baoshan put on a pair of loose underpants, put a towel around her neck, and her hair was still wet.

He snatched the notebook and said, "Suddenly remembered that there are things in it that cannot be read."

"Is there anything I can't watch?" Cheng Jin asked with a knowing expression, "A movie?"

After all, when you are old, you know me and everyone knows you.There is nothing to hide and tuck away.

"No." Zhou Baoshan denied, "I never allow such filthy things to exist in my computer."

Cheng Jin: "..."

"I always watch it on someone else's computer." After finishing speaking, Zhou Baoshan wiped the water from her hair casually, threw the towel on Cheng Jin's face and said, "Go wash it, the water pressure will get low later, maybe There will be no water."

Cheng Jin was a little dazed by the blow, smelling the shower gel on the towel, he raised his hand to take it off.

Then he quickly stood up from the sofa, and when he walked to Zhou Baoshan's side, he secretly pulled his underpants.

The waistband of the underpants was very elastic, and it bounced back with a "boom" after being pulled a long way, revealing half of Zhou Baoshan's firm buttocks.

"Cheng Jin, fuck me. Your uncle."

Zhou Baoshan looked back at Cheng Jin blankly, didn't even bother to put on his underpants, and chased him into the bathroom.

Although Cheng Jin was relatively new, after a fierce struggle, Zhou Boshan took off his sweatpants.

"Skin?" Zhou Boshan asked, tugging at his collar.

Not only was Cheng Jin not ashamed, but he leaned on the wall of the bathroom and asked him, "Why don't we wash together again?"

Zhou Baoshan laughed lowly, "Forget it, it's just you, I've seen enough since I was a child, I know exactly when the hair grows on your balls."

Speaking of which, Cheng Jin was relatively fat when he was a child. When his peers were only fifty or sixty catties, he had already broken hundreds.

Because of this, he was often ridiculed by others.

It was during the summer vacation when he was eight years old that he made up his mind to lose weight, and for this he enrolled in a taekwondo class.

Later, Cheng Jin graduated with a black belt in Taekwondo, he was reborn from a fat man, and has grown into a handsome young man.

The girls in the class who liked Zhou Baoshan, seeing no hope, began to shift their focus southward, and half of them began to like him.

Since then, Zhou Baoshan has been silently set as the goal of his efforts.

When Cheng Jin finished taking a shower, he passed the master bedroom and happened to see Zhou Boshan covering his younger siblings with quilts.

After he tucked in the quilt, he kissed each of them on the forehead.

"Report the number."

"one."

"two."

"three."

Zhou Baoshan lowered her head and smiled, touched the top of her sister's head and said, "Good boy, go to sleep."

When he laughed, there was a small dimple on the right side of his mouth, which was as gentle as if it was filled with honey.

He seemed to have this pear vortex when he was a child, and it became more obvious when he grew up.

This thing looks better the longer it grows, and I think it will be more handsome when it grows up.

When Zhou Boshan came out of the master bedroom, his short-haired dog also jumped out.

Zhou Baoshan carried the cat into the bedroom and asked Cheng Jin, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Cheng Jin shook his head, "It's not that late, I usually go to bed after twelve o'clock in college."

"If you don't tell me, I'd almost forget that you're still a college student." Zhou Boshan frowned and lit a cigarette, "I was flirting with me back then, but this slap in the face came unexpectedly."

Some time ago, after Zhou Boshan finished his art exam, he signed up for a remedial class that specialized in intensive cultural lessons. The name was "Five days of college entrance examination, three days of simulation".

When he lived in unspeakable misery every day and told Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin said: "I really envy you fulfilling high school students. You are woken up by your dreams every day, racing against time. As for me, I can only play games in pain and emptiness. Day after day, I really want to go back to my innocent high school days, oh."

When he really wanted to come back, but he couldn't laugh.

"I'm really, a little annoyed." Cheng Jin also took out a cigarette and lit it up, "Let me take the college entrance examination again, it's scary to think about it, I haven't studied hard for a fucking long time, maybe I won't be able to fall in love with studying gone."

Hearing this, Zhou Baoshan frowned, with a look of shock on his face, "There are people who don't like to study? Too much, how can there be people who don't like to study in this world?"

Cheng Jin was almost amused by his serious look, "Seriously, are you sure you want to review?"

Zhou Boshan lowered his head and dusted off the cigarette ash, and nodded seriously, "Because if I fail to get into the Academy of Fine Arts, I may regret it for the rest of my life."

His expression was firm, which reminded Cheng Jin that he hadn't had the mood to do something swearingly for a long time.

Since entering university, half of it is because of those people, and half of it is really tired. He basically belongs to the state of letting go of himself, doing everything every day except not studying.

"You came back so suddenly, your family didn't look for you?" Zhou Baoshan asked him.

"I found it." Cheng Jin nodded, "But I've really had enough of staying in that poor house."

Cheng Jin also specially emphasized the word "po" a lot, which is enough to show how annoying he is to that family.

"It hurts me to see my mother like that today. I haven't seen her for eight years, and she's living in such a miserable state." Cheng Jin sighed and said, "But I don't have any money now, so I can't help her live better. "

Zhou Boshan lowered her head silently, listening carefully to Cheng Jin's words.

In his impression, Cheng Jin has always been particularly stubborn and persistent, cool on the outside and inside, never willing to confide in others.

So every time Cheng Jin told him what was on his mind, he would be very happy.

There is a feeling of being trusted.

Cheng Jin's family has always been very strict with him. One scene that impressed Zhou Boshan deeply was that when the two were still in elementary school, the Chinese teacher asked all the students - what kind of person do you want to be.

Cheng Jin stood up decisively and said, No.1.

Cheng Jin's appearance at that time was completely radiant, since he was a child, he would undoubtedly become the number one person.

"Forget it, forget it, let's play a game." Cheng Jin raised his eyebrows at Zhou Baoshan, "Go to the Internet cafe? I'll take you to eat chicken."

Zhou Baoshan wanted to refuse at first, but when he saw that Cheng Jin's coat was already put on, he ran downstairs directly.

When he arrived at the Internet cafe, Cheng Jin seemed to have recovered a little bit.

He zipped up his coat, skillfully entered his ID number, took a breath of nicotine-flavored air, and said, "Ah~ it feels like home."

Zhou Baoshan tapped the computer twice, frowning and fiddling for a long time, asking, "Hey? Why isn't it on?"

Cheng Jin stared at him for three seconds, raised his hand and pressed the power under the main unit for him, looked at him with caring eyes and said, "How does it turn on if you don't turn on the power?"

Zhou Baoshan replied indifferently, "This is my first visit to an Internet cafe."

Cheng Jin smiled, "I will be gentle with you for the first time."

Zhou Baoshan blinked her eyes naturally, "It's okay, I like to be rough."

Cheng Jin touched the bridge of his nose, and smiled excitedly, "Yo Xi, let's jump directly to the airport."

"Drip—your Cheng Murderer Jhin is online."