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"May I come in?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Miao diverted her attention from the test paper in front of her, "The door is not locked."

"Still doing homework?"

The one who came in was Jiang Suqing in pajamas.She got home from get off work at 10:30, washed and changed clothes and tossed about for almost an hour. Before going to bed, she saw that the light in his room was still on, so she wanted to come in to see what he was doing.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, get up so early every day, can you make it through?" She said this purely out of concern - some time ago, she went back to class before she recovered from her illness, and during this time, the clock was turning every day, I don’t go anywhere on weekends, just study at home.

Before, she always complained that he was ignorant, didn't study hard, and didn't make good use of his spare time. Later, after chatting with colleagues with children of similar age a few times, she realized how much peace of mind her child had.

"It's done." Jiang Choi sat a little to the side, making room for her.

She sat down, and the mattress sank a lot with her weight, "Then what are you doing, it's so late..."

"Review." He showed her the test paper frankly, "The exam is next week."

Although there is no re-segmentation in the second year of high school, the final grades are related to various places and scholarships. The competition is much fiercer than that in the mid-term. The most intuitive feeling is that basically no one is playing in the aisle after class, and everyone is concentrating on reading. question.

He basically solves homework at school, and after returning home, he mainly checks for omissions and reviews.According to his plan at the beginning, there was just enough time before the final exam, but the plan failed to keep up with the changes. First, he asked for leave when he drowned last time, and then he was delayed by a day yesterday, and the things he didn't review had to be allocated to the next few days.

There is no air-conditioning in the small room, and the temperature did not drop much after the air-conditioning fan was blown for a long time. Now that there is an extra person, the temperature rises rapidly.She put down the yogurt box in her hand, lifted her hair and fanned it with her palms, "It's so hot, can I sleep at night? In two days, I'll rest at home and ask someone about the second-hand air conditioner... It's going to be a holiday soon, and there is nothing to do during the day." The air conditioner still doesn't work."

Although she couldn't understand, she leaned over to look at the questions on the test paper, "Drink the yogurt and brush your teeth when you're done, and then go to bed early...Huh?" Her eyes accidentally fell to a certain point, and she suddenly stopped.

After taking a shower, Jiang Shou casually put on an old white-washed T-shirt as pajamas. The wide neckline was turned to one side, just revealing a few purple-red bruises on the left side of the neck.

His skin is very white, and it is the kind of white that has no blood color and can see the blue blood vessels underneath. It is difficult for her to notice the marks on it after such a comparison.

"What's wrong with you here?" She pointed to her neck, "Bug bitten?"

"what?"

He reached out to touch it in bewilderment, but couldn't find the right place for a long time. Finally, she couldn't see it and pointed it out to him.

"Here." She grabbed one of his hands and touched it, only regretting that there was no mirror at hand to show him, "What's the matter? Allergy? Or was it bitten by some bug? I'll cover the sheets in your room for a week." If you change it once, it can’t be that the house is not clean, right?”

snap.The water-based pen in his hand hit the paper and poked a black hole.

Zhuo Shuang kept kissing his neck last night, and he didn't think to stop him in a daze.

When he just took a shower, his mind was full of math problems. If Jiang Suqing hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have remembered to see if there were any strange marks left.All in all, she couldn't let her see the clue, he let go of the hand holding the pen, took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible, "It might be an allergy, I don't know."

"Did you sleep at his house last night?" Her first reaction was that he had gone to some wilderness.

Otherwise, judging by his attire, the boy named Zhuo Shuang should have a very good family background. There must be no bugs in the place where he lives, right?

"Well, at his house."

"Really?"

He avoided her suspicious gaze, "Where else can I go but his house? I don't have any other...friends who are so close."

His voice was so soft that he was almost drowned in the noise of the electric fan.She thought about it for this reason, "Don't pick it even if it itches, there is grass ointment at home."

The child's bruise-prone and allergic constitution completely followed her. Now that the weather is so hot, it is not impossible to get allergic to the sun while doing morning exercises, but she still thinks there is something strange about it.Is this what allergies or bug bites really look like?Isn't that kind of mark a circle of swelling around the edge?But just now, the light was too dim and there were hair tails to cover her, so she didn't pay attention to it, but looking at it now, it looks like she deliberately doubted him.

"I'll find medicine for you. If I find it, I'll put it by the door. Remember to apply it before going to bed."

A few minutes later, while rummaging through the medicine cabinet in the living room, she suddenly remembered what this trace looked like.

Like a hickey... She pressed her forehead, thinking that she had watched too many TV dramas, was tortured badly, and thought about nothing all day long.

Forget about other children, sixteen or seventeen is indeed the age of puppy love, but that child has difficulty making friends, and the only one who is close enough to have a name with her is a boy of about the same age, how could such a boy appear suddenly? Bold girlfriend?

·

In the morning when there are no other special circumstances, Jiang Shou arrives at class at seven o'clock, and Tang Yanghui, who is at the same table, hasn't come yet.

It was almost one o’clock last night. After lying down, I don’t know if it was because his brain was too excited. He slept very restlessly. He woke up countless times from dreams in the middle. When he woke up in the morning, his body seemed to be run over by a wheel. He was more tired than the day before .

"Wake up, wake up."

A familiar voice came from above his head, and it was not a dream. He opened his eyes reluctantly, and saw his boyfriend's handsome face.

Zhuo Shuang stood in front of him with one hand in his pocket, carrying a familiar bag, "Little classmate, did you eat breakfast on time today?"

He sat up straight with his temples pressed, and whispered, "Not yet, but..." But when he passed the cafeteria in the morning, he bought two steamed buns and put them in his schoolbag.

"Not yet." Ignoring the second half of his hesitation, Zhuo Shuang took Tang Yanghui's position very naturally, and asked while taking out the things in the bag, "Is your body still feeling uncomfortable?"

He shook his head very slightly. It's been a whole day, how could he still feel uncomfortable?

"Open your mouth." Zhuo Shuang lifted the lid of the lunch box and said coaxing a child, "Ah—"

Jiang Shou subconsciously followed suit, and was stuffed with a spoonful of bacon and scrambled eggs.

"Good boy." Zhuo Shuang took back the spoon, "How does it taste?"

Still the same as in memory, soft and delicious.He swallowed the scrambled egg in his mouth and expressed his feelings truthfully.

Does this mean that the Cold War is completely over and their relationship can be restored to the way it used to be?

"I bought it..." He still didn't forget the buns he bought.

It was such a hot day, the steamed stuffed bun would definitely go bad at noon, and just thinking about it made him feel that it was a terrible waste.

"Give it to me, I just want to eat the buns from the canteen." Zhuo Shuang had expected what he was going to say, "In this way, you can eat well?"

"No need..." He wanted to refuse at first, but seeing the persistence in Zhuo Shuang's eyes, he felt unable to say anything, took out a plastic bag from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "If it doesn't taste good, forget it. "

Zhuo Shuang was not polite to him either, she opened the bag and took a bite, "Actually, it's okay, after all, the only food in the cafeteria is buns and ham rolls."

He stuffed the small steamed stuffed bun into his mouth three times, then rested his chin on one hand and quietly watched Jiang Shou eat the love breakfast he had carefully prepared.

Scrambled eggs, sandwiches and a large cup of soy milk are all freshly made, and they are still warm when they are taken to school.

Jiang Shou couldn't eat anymore, taking care of his appetite, Zhuo Shuang looked away, "Aren't you wondering what I did last night?"

Thinking of how he was hurriedly called away by a phone call last night, Jiang Shou swallowed the sandwich in his mouth, not sure if he wanted to ask himself.

"What did you do last night?" In the end he chose to follow Zhuo

Frost asked further.

"Zhuo Zhenning, the man you mentioned has returned to China, and he asked his assistant to find me for dinner." Zhuo Shuang paused subtly, "I'll go."

"Oh."

Jiang Shou's reaction was very cold.

Even if he knew who this man was to him, he still couldn't have any affection for him that was similar to family affection. Rather, he hoped that this man would encounter all the misfortunes he could think of in this world in the days to come.

"You..." The only thing he was worried about was whether Zhuo Shuang would impulsively contradict this man, "You are doing well... right?"

Zhuo Shuang smiled casually, but said what Jiang Shou didn't want to hear the most, "I had an argument with him, and he slapped me so angry that he told me to go back and reflect on myself. I did, but Introspection is impossible, not in this lifetime."

Jiang Shou didn't even bother to pick up the spoon when it fell on the ground, but just stared at his fair and handsome profile.

Unlike him who could be bruised from any injury, Zhuo Shuang had to look very carefully to see some redness and swelling on his face, but just such a little bit made his blood rush to his head.

Only then did he really understand why Zhuo Shuang lost his temper that morning.

"Why did he hit you?" He asked in a low voice, "Why did he?"

Zhuo Shuang helped him reopen a set of tableware, and pressed his shoulder to keep him from getting too excited, "Because I rejected what he arranged, he wanted to teach me a lesson... Your tablemate is here."

Seeing Tang Yanghui coming, Zhuo Shuang, who couldn't keep occupying his seat, stood up.He took away everything on Tang Yanghui's table except the breakfast, "I'll come to you at noon, let's have dinner together."

"Okay." Did time go so fast?Thinking of not being able to see this person again in the morning, Jiang Shou felt extremely unbearable.

He had so much to say, so many questions to ask.He wanted to ask Zhuo Shuang if it still hurts, and also wanted to ask what exactly he refused to make Zhuo Zhenning furious... It was okay when Zhuo Shuang ignored him before, but once Zhuo Shuang started to talk to him again, he would bear it. Can't help but focus on this person.He knew it was bad, but he just couldn't help it.And he knew himself too well, no matter how many questions he had in his mind, when he really got in front of Zhuo Shuang, he would definitely not be able to ask any of them.

After walking two steps, Zhuo Shuang suddenly turned around, "By the way, Jiang Shou, I didn't say it verbally."

Jiang Shou, who was immersed in her own world, suddenly came back to her senses.

"What I told you is true, not just for fun." Zhuo Shuang didn't avoid Tang Yanghui at all when she said these words, she just stared at him with piercing eyes, as if she wanted to look into his heart, "You can ask me directly if you want to know anything."

After he left, not to mention Jiang Shou, even Tang Yanghui didn't recover for a long time.

"It's time for self-study, why don't you sit down?" Seeing the time on the wall clock, Jiang Mou returned to reality first.

"I, sit here. Just, that just now..." Tang Yanghui stammered more anxiously, "Is it Zhuo, Zhuo Shuang?"

"Yes." Jiang Shou gave him a strange look, "Who else could it be?"

"You guys, aren't you..." Tang Yanghui gestured helplessly, he didn't know whether he was anxious or ashamed, his face was getting redder and redder, "No, did you have a falling out? Why did he help you carry your schoolbag yesterday...yesterday, today……"

I'll bring you breakfast today.Seeing that Jiang Chou understood what he meant, he shut up and didn't say another word, so as not to feel like he was gossiping.

It is a good thing for classmates to quarrel and reconcile, but how he thinks it is awkward: Compared with his previous tablemate, Jiangchou looks cold, but he is very soft-hearted, and he never laughs at him for stuttering, and will help him solve Mr. Zhu Those left behind are questions that you can't even figure out.

He knew that he had taken advantage of the quarrel between the two, and now that the two were about to reconcile, he felt anxious all day long.Is Jiang Shou going back to his original position and let himself face that guy who doesn't give a good face all day long?

"You guys, make up,

Yet? "

Jiang Shou didn't pay attention to Tang Yanghui's so many small emotions.He also has a lot of things he cares about.Are you reconciled?He explained everything he could explain clearly, and Zhuo Shuang also said that it was not his fault. According to the standard of ordinary people, they did reconcile, but in fact, he was also very uncertain.

Can he ask?Ask Zhuo Shuang about the enrollment brochure, ask him if he is going to leave him and walk away... No, what he cares about is not this, but something more realistic and far away.

"Maybe...reconcile." He came back to his senses, and said uncertainly, "At least make it clear."