Don't Talk To Me!

The substitute teacher, who was forced to bend his heart and suppress his will, failed to put forward his own aesthetic views was somewhat disappointed.

Of course, the students in class [-] also saw that he was too obvious to talk, but under the domination of his strong desire to survive, no one dared to come over and ask, solemnly watching the big day student who was going home with a man in his arms. Out of the classroom door.

"Sportswear, just order sportswear."

The squad leader who woke up shivered, and raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat: "No matter what you have imagined just now, put away your imagination immediately."

"What I'm thinking of is the shirt." The life committee member went over to take the bib and looked up curiously, "Squad leader, what are you thinking of?"

Squad Leader: "..."

"Have you written your bib number? Come and get it. Don't lose it. You have to change your meal tomorrow."

The squad leader coughed twice, and the topic changed abruptly: "Tomorrow, I will bring some food, and I don't need to bring cushions. According to the law of asking for rain in the sports meeting, I will bring some umbrellas..."

The number bibs will be used for inspection and registration tomorrow, and Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun left after finishing their writing. Two neat stacks were placed on the table.

The handwriting of the two people was clean and neat, one stack was tall and the other was chic. As soon as the life committee took it over, they were scrambled by everyone to go through it.

"This is the best time my name has ever been written."

Yao Qiang was forced to report 3000 meters. With tears in his eyes, he stroked the number cloth with strong pen: "Last time, there was a number cloth written by Brother Sheng in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I will definitely trace it down this time. Practice ten times a day..."

"Don't even think about it." Duan Lei hit him mercilessly, "Have you ever heard that painting a tiger is not an anti-cat?"

Compared with other subjects, Yao Qiang's Chinese is not bad, so he thought about it carefully: "Isn't it like a dog?"

Duan Lei: "As far as your wool ball is concerned, do you still want to be like a dog?"

Old He was chatting with the director of the education department. When he went upstairs, he caught sight of Yao Qiang, who was in his class, speeding past Duan Lei, and quickly blocked the director of the education department's sight by turning sideways.

The director was a little dazed: "Old He, what's wrong?"

"Look." Lao He put his shoulder on his shoulder calmly, pointed to the darkened sky outside the window, "Does the cloud look like the seaweed egg drop soup in our school cafeteria?"

……

After a month of classes, the rare relaxation gap after the monthly exam, and the eleventh holiday.

Not only No. [-] Middle School, which is about to usher in the sports meeting, but almost all the schools relaxed their control over students without any trace.

Jin Linkun dragged Yu Sheng onto a bus, and when he was about to go to a shopping mall to buy some snacks for the children's sports meeting, he was startled by the huge number of students in school uniforms.

"Are there usually so many people?"

Jin Linkun clasped the person with one hand, and stood in a less crowded place: "Why don't you go home and eat? What do you want to eat later, and go back after eating outside..."

It doesn't take much time to buy things. After the time for students to leave school, there is commuting after get off work, which is probably the peak time of passenger flow.

Instead of squeezing from three-dimensional to two-dimensional like this, it is better to have a meal outside.

Yu Sheng has never had any opinion on where to eat: "Whatever—"

Before he finished speaking, just in time to stop at the stop, the whole car wobbled a couple of times unsteadily.

The capacity of the bus in the morning and evening rush hours is unlimited, and the people on the bus are already crowded with no place to stay, and a few more people still squeezed in at the front door with difficulty.

In a blink of an eye, the carriage seemed much more out of breath than before.

Yu Sheng was standing by the window, and stepped back, wanting Jin Linkun to come over a bit, but the person opposite had already skillfully circled him in his arms, passed him with one hand, and propped himself on the guardrail by the window.

In the overcrowded carriage, a small space was created by the wide chest and arms.

……

Then even the surrounding voices seemed to be less noisy.

Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at Jin Linkun's eyes behind the lens.

This kind of scene is actually not uncommon, especially since this person can't help but live in the house, they go to and from school together every day, and it's not the first time they encounter a crowded bus.

Yu Sheng had almost gotten used to it, and didn't feel that this time was different from the previous ones.

Two people, going shopping together, discussing where to eat at night and when to go home... It's nothing more than a normal thing.

It was so normal that he couldn't help it, and he had some thoughts about the future that were within reach.

"Hot pot?" Jin Linkun was still seriously looking for options for dinner, "Barbecue is also good, or find a coffee shop first..."

He was still thinking about it, when the boy's cool fingers suddenly brushed against his ear, and fell down again.

Yu Sheng stuffed an earphone into his ear, and pulled people towards him again: "Walk around, eat whatever you want."

The familiar piano music was still in the earphones. Jin Linkun smiled and lowered his head to speak, but the words suddenly paused slightly.

In the crowded crowd, the kid who was not allowed to move his hands and feet took his hand with a watch on it, and raised his head: "Brother, do you want a date?"

……

Until he got off the car, Jin Linkun was still running these words in his head.

I even wanted to pick up my phone and change my WeChat name.

Yu Sheng conveniently confiscated his mobile phone, took advantage of the green light to cross the road, and entered a nearby shopping mall.

The sports meeting is an ancient ritual with mysterious curse power. It is mainly manifested in that every sports meeting, no matter how clear and sunny the weather forecast is, there will definitely be mysterious rainfall on the first day or even the day of the opening games.

It was still sunny when the sun was setting, but I still can’t hold on until now, and raindrops started to fall on the car windows on the road.

The two of them entered the shopping mall with their front feet, and the rain outside had already started to crackle and smash the windows with their back feet.

Just squeezed the bus, Yu Sheng didn't have much appetite yet.Jin Linkun was not in a hurry to find a place to eat, so he bought him an ice cream and led the others into the supermarket.

Yu Sheng actually had no idea about the fact that he had to buy food for the sports meeting: "What do I have to buy?"

"Water, sugar, chocolate, potato chips, biscuits..." Jin Linkun counted for him casually, "Didn't you buy them before?"

A lot of primary and secondary schools hold sports games during the National Day holiday. A family of three passed by them. The little boy wore a red scarf crookedly and was not allowed to mess around by his parents. He was also tiptoeing skillfully asking for snacks. Ask for a drink.

The little boy said in a very harsh tone, "I want this, Dad, buy it for me!"

The voice was a bit loud, Yu Sheng subconsciously glanced to the side and shook his head.

Jin Linkun's chest felt tight, and he held the child's hand and pulled him towards him.

Before the thought could be suppressed, the kid who was led by him continued to say: "Generally, I don't buy it, otherwise I won't be able to eat it."

Jin Linkun: "..."

There was no way, after all, Yu Sheng was famous in No. [-] Middle School, and the younger brothers who usually rely on him to protect him had no chance to pay protection fees, so they all seized the rare opportunity to perform in the sports meeting.

Every time there is a sports meeting, Yu Sheng will receive a bunch of beef jerky, cans of beer, squid shreds, Snickers bars that appear inexplicably, and occasionally some pink cotton candy and chocolate.

I don't know which younger brother is so girlish.

The seventh class often relies on Yu Sheng's feeding, and anyone who has nothing to eat will come to touch it, and live a very nourishing life.

Jin Linkun rubbed his forehead and listened for a while, but still couldn't help laughing: "It's too powerful..."

"It's all nonsense." Yu Sheng actually didn't take it seriously. Seeing that there was no one in the shelf, he let him hold hands and look at everything on it, "It's no fun to fight and kill."

He didn't come to the supermarket very often, so he just bought anything he needed at the backstreet snack shop.Occasionally, I go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, rice, noodles, grains and oils, but I haven't visited the snacks and toys area much.

On the one hand, there is no need for this, and on the other hand, it is a bit of a heavy burden for school bullies.

As a school bully, it's normal to go to barbecue stalls and Internet cafes. If you appear among a bunch of colorful snack toys, it's easy to damage your dignity if you see it.

Jin Linkun deliberately slowed down his pace, and found a trolley for him to enjoy pushing.

Yu Sheng's eyes looked round when he opened them wide, and he looked very good-natured.The collar of the school uniform was turned up, the zipper was pulled to the top of the collar, and he looked at the rows of shelves with a little curiosity.

Tilting his head slightly, the sharp line of his Adam's apple was covered by his collar, holding the cart with one hand, trying to push it back and forth.

A clean boy without any hostility.

For no reason, Jin Linkun recalled the fight that Yu Sheng fought outside the back wall before the exam that day.

It is better to say that it is a fight than a unilateral teaching to be a man.The shot is sharp and crisp, and the strength is merciless. It can be seen that it has been specially practiced, and the punches are terrifyingly fierce.

Obviously it is the hands that can play the piano very gently.

When I was in the education department of No. [-] Middle School, the director had a big opinion on Sheng’s parents, and all the words he had saved for two years were nagged on him, hating iron but not steel: “Just seeing that children like to fight, if there are parents to help him, Does he need to run out to play with others? Doesn't he want to drag the adults to beat other people's doors?"

……

Yu Sheng glanced at the shelves lined with all kinds of toys, and turned around to find that the person next to him was lost in his daily routine, raising his hand and shaking in front of him: "What are you thinking, you don't have any money?"

"...Bring it." Jin Linkun turned around, smiled, and shook that hand, "It's nice to be thinking about my boyfriend."

He thinks Yu Sheng is very good now.

There's nothing wrong with being good at fighting, and there's nothing wrong with being able to fight. The children in their family are good at learning and fighting, and they are good at it. Except for the fact that they like to beat him up a little, which is a little bit troublesome, they are obviously good at everything.

Yu Sheng didn't follow his emotions, glanced at him a little inexplicably, and took a dinosaur model series toy from the shelf, imitating the little boy he saw before: "Then I want this, boyfriend, give it to me quickly." I'll buy."

Jin Linkun: "..."

There is also the habit of learning everything you see, and the degree of reduction is actually a bit high.

There is also a little bit of a headache.

Yu Sheng just wanted to tease him, so he burst out laughing without holding back, and put the box of plastic dinosaur models back: "Okay, I'll tease you."

He didn't understand why Jin Linkun suddenly had something on his mind, so he leaned on the trolley and bent over to look: "Are you in a good mood?"

Jin Linkun was stunned.

The young man's eyes were dark and clear, falling into his eyes unobstructed.

The slight astringency in his eyes was successfully suppressed, Jin Linkun endured it for a while, and still laughed inexplicably with him, raised his glasses and rubbed his eyes: "It's all right...it's really good."

Yu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, and was about to straighten up and continue to explore the supermarket, when suddenly he gently pulled him into his arms.

The warmth came down, stuck to his neck, and rubbed twice.

Yu Sheng raised his head with his arms outstretched, and tapped him on the shoulder: "There is monitoring."

This time, Jin Linkun wisely didn't pull him into a better pose with him, and retracted his arms a little: "Just a moment."

Yu Sheng didn't quite understand his idea of ​​"as long as we hug fast enough, the monitoring won't be able to find us", but he cooperated with him to give him a hug quickly.

Yu Sheng was not yet familiar with the various functional areas of the supermarket, but Jin Linkun got the idea out of his mind in time, and took his boyfriend to walk around the supermarket earnestly.

……

And resolutely ignored her boyfriend's protest, bought several bags of potato chips, snow cakes and small crisps, took a big bag out of the supermarket, and stuffed it full into the locker on the first floor.

"I will eat." After all, Jin Linkun will attend the sports meeting as a family member, and raised his hand to promise, "I can eat everything without wasting it."

Puffed food does not take up space, Jin Linkun repeatedly assured him several times, and finally persuaded Yu Sheng to believe it, and stopped forcing him to stand at the door and distribute a bunch of childish snacks to the children who just entered the mall.

The two of them didn't really know how to go on a date, so they walked around the mall strictly according to the procedures, had a meal, walked around the mall a second time, found a coffee shop, and studied two sets of papers together.

After finally waiting for the rain to stop, it was already two or three hours later.

The buses were probably out of service, so Jin Linkun asked Yu Sheng to call a taxi first, and went back to the supermarket locker by himself to pick up the stored things.

It took a long time to go there, and Yu Sheng thought that this person was lost somewhere in the supermarket again, so he almost went to the radio station of the mall to post a missing person notice.

"It went around in a circle, and the route is a bit long."

After returning home, Jin Linkun tidied up his things first, walked around the room twice, put what should be in the refrigerator into the refrigerator, and put the newly bought clothes into the washing machine for a brief rinse: "My friend, actually, I think this one-piece pajamas……"

"Impossible." Yu Sheng cut off his thoughts succinctly and clearly, and by the way fished out the two sets of Lao Wan's performance costumes that he insisted on buying back.

Jin Linkun was a little disappointed: "But when I bought them, you didn't seem to have any obvious resistance. Is it because you have gradually begun to accept them?"

"It's because your eyes are almost growing on it."

Yu Sheng didn't really want to recall the scene at that time, and pressed his forehead: "We can't wash together, this hair loss... Forget it, I'll come, you go take a shower."

Although it wasn't raining much, the evening wind after the autumn rain was chilling. Jin Linkun was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he half-forced his jacket into him, and he was still a little bit cold at the moment.

Yu Sheng shooed him away, separated several clothes neatly, took out the two sets of pajamas of the same style, and glued the floating hair with a roller.

It may be that rainy days are more likely to make people's minds active. After finally being quiet for a while, the family of three I saw in the mall popped up in my mind again.

In a few days, he should be full.

He installed the old card that he had replaced in another empty card slot of the phone. Except for the occasional spam text messages and advertisements, he was as quiet as ever.

In fact, it is not too surprising.

Yu Sheng rolled up the sleeves of the hoodie, but it still felt inconvenient, so he decided to change into pajamas.

The bedroom door was ajar, Jin Linkun should have come back to get the towel.

Yu Sheng didn't care, walked in while taking off his clothes, pushed the door completely open, only to find that there was still someone in the room.

Before Jin Linkun went to the bathroom, he was holding a box in his hand and was carefully stuffing it under his pillow.

This person often stuffs under his pillow a selection of "College Entrance Examination Simulation Test Questions" and "Black Gold Sprint Test Questions". The most exaggerated one time he directly stuffed a gift box of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", which is twice as big as the pillow , there are no surprises at all.

Yu Sheng took off the sweater, went to the bedside to touch the pajamas, and bent over to take a look: "What is it this time? Which subject..."

His voice fell, and his movements suddenly paused.

Neither is the workbook of any subject.

Jin Linkun held a colorful cardboard box in his hand, which was the one he took as a joke in the toy section.

A layer of transparent plastic paper was covered, and a row of small plastic dinosaur models were neatly lined up inside.