Don't Talk To Me!

When he was relieved, the warm water had already rushed over his body.

The light from the bathroom fell in sight, giving off a hazy halo.Yu Sheng pushed Jin Linkun away, and leaned against the bathroom wall to relax for a while: "How did I get here?"

……

Jin Linkun rubbed the tip of his nose, thinking that he might need to use his imagination a little at this time.

"...That's right, my friend, you may not believe it when you say it."

Considering that a child's heart rate would be higher than that of two people with a kiss, Jin Linkun cleared his throat, forced his eyes open and said nonsense: "Just now you woke up, stood up stiffly, and told me to take a shower."

Yu Sheng put his hand on his forehead, he couldn't listen anymore.

He looked up, his eyes fell on the man's calm expression, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

It still hurts, those pictures just now are still turning in my mind, my body is terribly tired, and my thoughts seem to be a little sluggish.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath unconsciously, feeling that he shouldn't think too much about it, and was about to pick out a few questions to clear his mind, when Jin Linkun's shoulders were loosely encircled: "Does it hurt so much?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yu Sheng wanted to lift him away, but in the end he didn't bother to move, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck, "Isn't it subject two?"

Jin Linkun was startled: "Huh?"

In fact, I didn't think there was any problem with this step at first, but Yu Sheng's thinking was a little loose, and he yawned while propping himself up against the wall: "Isn't it subject two? I've finished it. What's the content of subject three?"

Jin Linkun subconsciously glanced down.

He moved very quickly, and he raised his head again in a blink of an eye, and was about to speak with a smile, when Yu Sheng followed him: "..."

Jin Linkun: "..."

"fine."

Jin Linkun's ears were a little hot when he met the kid's eyes that were so clean, he smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, wash it and go to bed quickly."

His preparations were comprehensive, and Yu Sheng only had to rush forward.Leading someone to go out of the bathroom together, Yu Sheng pulled her back again: "Can you sleep even if you are hard?"

Jin Linkun took a breath, and finally pressed down a little heat to rush up, getting hotter and hotter: "Don't worry, you—"

Yu Sheng was still lying on his shoulders, covering him with one hand.

He choked on the rest of the words, Jin Linkun subconsciously opened his mouth, but made no sound.

The boy's movements were still jerky, and the hands that hadn't been bathed in hot water for a while were a little cold, and he was wrapped up without any rules and worked very carefully.

Jin Linkun leaned back on the tiles, closed his eyes, and called him hoarsely, "Yu Sheng."

He clasped the man into his arms, tried his best not to hurt him, but still squeezed the back of his head with his hands indiscriminately: "Yu Sheng."

"Tutor." Yu Sheng looked up, "Go through the back door and take the road test together."

……

Yu Sheng woke up amidst the bustling noise of the seventh group of people.

The sound insulation of the hotel was good, but the door couldn't be kept open, and the group of people were coaxing outside to go to the playground.

"Lao He gave me the funds, and I can reimburse you!"

Their class sports committee got off the cable car, and after a night's delay, they were alive and kicking again, wanting to experience the exciting jumping machine again: "Brother Sheng, come together!"

Jin Linkun dutifully blocked the door and patiently made up stories for them: "Student Yu Sheng did three sets of math papers in a row yesterday. He did it all night and was still sleeping..."

The students in Class [-] had recently reached the peak of respect for Brother Sheng who was studying. Hearing what he said, the volume immediately dropped, and they continued talking to Jin Linkun in a low voice.

The light was a bit dazzling, Yu Sheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, and turned over.

It is said that the math papers that had been made all night were still spread out on the table, and half of a set was not finished.

It hurts everywhere.

It wasn't obvious last night, but he was terribly tired after sleeping all night. Jin Linkun was already paying attention, but it was the first time after all, so it was inevitable that he couldn't control the severity.

Yu Sheng originally planned to finish the second subject and make up the papers, but now it seems that he still made a mistake in estimating the physical exertion of learning to drive.

Jin Linkun changed his clothes and went out to meet people. His pajamas were thrown hastily by the bed, and his half-worn T-shirt was soft, with a little golden sunlight on it.

Yu Sheng dazed for a while, seeing that Jin Linkun hadn't come back, felt under the pillow, and checked the news on his phone.

Yesterday Jin Linkun ran to tell the seven groups that they were officially together when he had nothing to do, and half of the group came to him and asked him whether Kun Shen had his WeChat stolen again or finally went crazy.

Yu Sheng casually replied to the two of them, clicked on Liang Yifan's profile picture, and was about to copy and paste a unified reply when his fingertips suddenly paused.

……

Probably because the innocent and kind classmate Liang Yifan is often responsible for solving his Kunshen's emotional problems. Yu Sheng reads it a lot, and even feels that this person's WeChat seems to have an inexplicable aura of a bosom tree hole.

Yu Sheng recalled yesterday's situation again, and sent him a message: What's the difference between subject two and subject three?

It was already at that level yesterday, and the tutor who claimed to have gone through the back door actually kindly stroked his hair, congratulating him on passing his second subject.

Simply beaten.

Yu Sheng felt that if he couldn't get up at that time, he would definitely get up and beat him up.

Liang Yifan was very wary of Sheng, thinking that Yu Sheng really wanted to take the driver's license test, and happily replied: Brother Sheng, are you going to try the challenge that only belongs to adults?

Liang Yifan: That's right. The third subject is the road test, which is a test of safe and civilized driving operation, as well as complex roads in bad weather and emergency handling.

This statement was too official, and Liang Yifan was afraid that he might not understand, so he deliberately explained to him further in a thoughtful way: In simple terms, the second subject is to set the venue, and see if you can complete the basic movements of decomposition.The third subject is to drive on the road, to examine your mastery of details and essentials in the whole process of driving a car.

The explanation was already very detailed, Liang Yifan was full of confidence, and sent him a cheering emoji: Brother Sheng, do you understand!

Yu Sheng: ...

Liang Yifan:?

Yu Sheng: Ah.

……

Liang Yifan felt that recently his brother Sheng seemed to have become a little strange.

There is a kind of magic in going out to play this kind of thing that far surpasses class.

Obviously, I was so tired from climbing the mountain yesterday that my waist was sore and my legs hurt, so I got together again to play Doudizhu for half the night.One by one said in the group that they must not get up today and would sleep all day, but the next morning, someone started to make appointments at the playground.

Jin Linkun thanked the students for their invitation, and accepted everyone's concern for Brother Sheng not to study too hard and hurt his body for Yu Sheng. When he came back, he found that the children had also woken up.

The boy who usually stays in bed very hard, now he is relaxed in the pillow, his hands are curled up on the edge of the quilt, and he is playing with his mobile phone with his eyes half closed.

The short hair is a little messy, and it looks fluffy inexplicably when the sun shines on it.

Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, and rubbed his hands twice: "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Where is it?" Yu Sheng responded casually, took the hand that was stretched out to his head, and sat up with a tug, "I did the paper last night?"

"..."

The kid's hearing is so good, Jin Linkun coughed lightly, and slipped a pillow into his back for a cushion: "It's better to be kind, your class sports committee is still single after all."

Yu Sheng didn't intend to talk about this kind of thing all over the world, but just wanted to tease this person, so he raised the corner of his mouth and patted the empty space around him: "Come up."

Jin Linkun still wanted to be polite to him: "It's not very good, is it? You worked too hard yesterday, you should take a rest..."

"Combination of work and rest."

Yu Sheng felt that what he said was right, nodded, and changed to a more explicit invitation: "Bring the test paper."

On the morning of the second day after passing subject two, Yu Sheng leaned on the bed and finished the remaining set of half papers.

It took a while to feel the soreness of the waist. Yu Sheng was uncomfortable after changing several positions, until he was embraced by the people around him and hugged him: "For this question, I think the auxiliary line can be placed here. .”

Yu Sheng originally planned to lift away the person who posted up as soon as he found an opportunity, but was attracted by his auxiliary line, and took it back with a pen in his half-lifted hand: "Put here at least ten steps to deduce upwards, no Necessary, it is easy to score points."

……

Jin Linkun listened carefully to the child's lecture, nodded, and hugged the child in his arms without any trace.

A set of half papers is finished, and the people who went to the playground are almost back.

"There are too many people, and there is no turn." The monitor of their class was a little disappointed, "It's better for everyone to do homework together."

The life committee disagreed: "It's still better than homework. Didn't we play the jumping machine?"

"There is also a big pendulum." Yao Qiang raised his hand to add, "There are not many people in the sports selected by the sports committee, and it is fun. I will go out with the sports committee next time."

The school committee dragged the sports committee back: "It would be better if we didn't have to drag a bunch of sports committees back every time."

It was the weekend, and there were too many people in the amusement park to be ranked. A group of people who only had half a day of free time decided to come back and continue playing poker.

Yu Sheng was in good health, and Jin Linkun paid special attention to it. After finishing the papers, he had almost recovered, and he also went down to play a few rounds.

After calling several times, Duan Lei couldn't help lowering his voice: "Brother Sheng, do you want me to trade cards with you?"

"No need." After the experience of Star Diamond Fall, Yu Sheng's desire to win in this kind of game is not too strong, so he pushed back the four twos that Jin Linkun had slipped in quietly, "Keep playing, I'll see how to play. "

In comparison, Jin Linkun is actually the one who is better at poker.

Yu Sheng never played this kind of down-to-earth game when he was a child. Later, he became the leader of the No. [-] Middle School, and he was burdened with a particularly heavy school bully, and he never took the initiative to participate in this activity.

In addition, there are certain differences in the habits of playing cards in various places, and a class can make up several playing methods.The students in class [-] didn't care much about these details. They said it's okay to say that three count as bombing, and bring another pair next time if it doesn't count. The rules have been dynamically changing randomly.

This overly casual style of play caused a lot of trouble to Yu Sheng, and he didn't find his form after a few rounds, which led to Jin Linkun, who was in his group, also entered the tribute several times.

They won several rounds in a row, woke up from the shadow of the big pendulum, a little overwhelmed: "Brother Sheng, do you want me to take you? We are two teams, I will take you to lie down and win..."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and put down the poker cards in his hand.

Before he could speak, the monitor had already covered his mouth and pressed down on the sports committee: "Okay, okay, shut up, do you believe that Brother Sheng will wish us all except Mr. Jin to catch two kings and four twos?"

……

Although Teacher Jin promised not to use Yu Sheng first, a group of people who suddenly woke up were quickly dominated by the fear of metaphysics, holding the cards in their hands and sitting upright.

But soon they discovered that Yu Sheng was really good at this kind of game.

In other words, Brother Sheng looked like he wasn't actually playing the game seriously at all.

Of course, poker should be accompanied by snacks. A plate of loose peanuts, melon seeds, jelly beans and spicy noodles is placed in the middle. Most people don’t have much time to eat, but Jin Linkun will grab a few every once in a while, and then peel them for Brother Sheng. in the palm of your hand.

Seeing Yu Sheng divide the melon seeds back into half, the two of them ate and discussed how to play the next cards. Standing on the summit of victory, they felt a little envious inexplicably: "Are you so happy? When will you live?" Can you assign me an object too?"

"Think about your 11.11." The school committee patted him on the shoulder, "Life has given you enough hints."

The sports committee wanted to stand up and chase after the school committee, but their legs were so weak that they couldn't help it. A group of people laughed and booed, and few of them had the intention to play cards.

Duan Lei quarreled for a while, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and dragged Yao Qiang to the side: "Why is Brother Sheng wearing a shirt today?"

"Just—want to wear it?" Yao Qiang thought it was nothing strange, "I remember that Brother Sheng actually wore a shirt when he was a sophomore in high school."

Duan Lei remembered it better than he did: "Impossible, it was Brother Sheng who was dragged by the director to film some school style exhibition, and the art candidates who performed the performance couldn't find anyone who looked better than Brother Sheng."

In fact, Yu Sheng doesn't like very formal clothes. He wore a shirt just once, and they wanted to take a photo to commemorate it. As a result, Brother Sheng went out to play games all afternoon, and changed clothes when he came back.

Duan Lei went to ask about it, and it is said that he couldn't wear it because he was soaked in the beer of the nerd next door, and a group of people regretted it.

This time Yu Sheng suddenly changed his style, and the shirt was buttoned right to the top. Although he looked handsome, it was still a bit curious.

Yao Qiang pondered for a long time, and came up with a more reliable answer: "Didn't you say yesterday that you should wear clothes that people you like look good on? Probably because Mr. Jin thinks the shirt looks good."

Duan Lei thought about it for a while, and he also felt that it made sense, so he stopped thinking about why Brother Sheng changed his clothes, and went after the last bag of spicy sticks.

After playing all morning, it was finally time to return.

These days have been studying extremely hard, and it is rare to have a chance to go out to play. A group of people are not willing to go back, and they are a little reluctant.

"I understand everyone."

Lao He is very kind: "When I was young, I was really looking forward to the autumn outing organized by the school, especially the ones that are farther away. The ones in this city are not interesting. At least you have to take a car and play for a few days to feel it."

The squad leader's eyes were shining brightly: "So can we still play for a day!"

"No." Lao He kindly pushed him back, "Pack up your things and check out at [-] noon."

"..."

The funds said no, a group of students lowered their heads regretfully, and packed their schoolbags honestly.

The bus going back was obviously not as active as when it went there.

On the one hand, homework and grades are about to come home, and on the other hand, these people have burned energy and played for a day and a half, and they are almost too sleepy to keep their eyes open.

"It's over, it's over." Their class monitor held his eyelids, "I'm old, I can't take it anymore."

The sports committee grew up half a year older than Ban, so he couldn't get used to his words: "What is old, are you as old as me?"

"It's wrong for you to do this." The life committee member of their class is an art student. Last year, he was not admitted to the college he wanted, and he took the exam for another year. "Have you considered how it feels to be really old? I could last two nights last year." No nap..."

Lao He sat in the co-pilot, and together with the driver, he listened to the old-fashioned speech of the little boy for a long time: "Okay, the class representative will hand out the papers, have you guys finished your homework?"

On the weekend of the mid-term exam in the first and second grades of senior high school, there was still no homework, which made it easy for a group of students who were devastated by the exam and lost half their lives.In the third year of high school, the teachers did not consider any issues related to human rights at all, and left homework for fear that the students would finish it.

In order to make the homework of the students look less, Lao He deliberately left the Chinese homework until after he came out to play.

A group of students who hadn't finished their homework were quickly overwhelmed by reality, and fell silent.

In fact, Yu Sheng didn't finish his homework. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Opening his eyes, he found that this person was looking through his schoolbag.

It didn't mean that Sheng asked him what he wanted to do, Jin Linkun had already dug out a pen, took the paper from the Chinese representative's hand, laid it on his lap seriously, and wrote his homework for him stroke by stroke.

The car was wobbly, but the man's pen was steady.

As he fell, he still reservedly responded to envious questions from the sports committee: "Yes, write for him. This topic is too simple, and it won't help him improve much. A family, it should be... "

Yu Sheng felt that this person was really boring, so the corners of his mouth were raised for some reason, he squeezed open a toffee, and handed it to his mouth without looking at it.

By the way, I didn't tell Jin Linkun, because most of the students' review progress was not on par with him, and his homework in various subjects was actually exempted by the teachers.

The bus swayed all the way, and Jin Linkun patiently chatted with a group of envious students while doing his homework. It didn't take long to finish a set of Chinese papers.

The warm wind and the long distance were particularly hypnotic, Yu Sheng didn't get over the drowsiness halfway, and fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

The life committee member came over and handed out the ID cards used to book rooms for everyone, and sent them to their row, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Brother Kun, your and Brother Sheng's ID cards..."

Jin Linkun thanked them, and took the ID cards of the two and put them away.

The life committee member was about to issue the next person's ID card, turned around inadvertently, and saw a small red mark at the position hidden by Sheng's collar, which was very conspicuous.

It is tightly covered by the collar of the shirt, and it is impossible to see it from any angle.

The life committee member feels that this matter cannot be ignored: "Mr. Jin."

Jin Linkun pressed the set of papers, adjusted the back of the chair for Yu Sheng, and raised his head: "What's the matter?"

"Are there bugs in the room you live in?"

The life committee still remembered the phone call from the hotel owner, and took out the phone: "Is it serious? Are there any other health problems?"

"..." Jin Linkun hadn't quite reacted yet: "Huh?"

The life committee members are determined to fight for their rights for the students: "I'll go and complain to their bosses, it's too disgraceful, the hotel should write an apology letter for such hygienic conditions."

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