【Zhou Xiang】Gravity

1.

"I used to live in the same hospital" doesn't seem to be a special fate for the two locals.After Sun Xiang said that sentence, he felt hypocritical and inexplicable, so he quickly added, "It's okay, it's okay, just forget it."

Zhou Zekai nodded: "Go out."

Zhou Zekai didn't take it too seriously. On the one hand, he really didn't have any memories. On the other hand, both he and Sun Xiang knew that there were three guys waiting eagerly in the living room.

Sun Xiang said hello and put down the photo frame.

But before leaving the room, he turned around in a strange way and glanced at the photo.

...still feel like I'm missing something.

2.

Happy times always go by so fast.Half an hour later, when Sun Xiang ruthlessly unplugged the power, the excited trio froze for a second.

Intuition drove them to look at the wall clock together: "...Fuck, it's already 1 o'clock?"

"Squeeze your back? Go to class? Or...do the questions?"

"I guess it's better to do the questions. Otherwise, 2V3, how to divide the labor?" "It makes sense!"

"There's no reward for guessing right," Sun Xiang laughed provocatively, "Of course it's a question!"

Du Ming's face collapsed immediately: "I knew—"

Sun Xiang: "Don't worry, Zhou Zekai and I decided to clarify the guidelines and policies of the seven-day intensive tutoring, so that you will be fully prepared and not shrink back."

"Policy? Policy? The more you talk about it, the more I think it's not good," Wu Qi said half-jokingly, "Is there still time to run away?"

Just as Sun Xiang was about to speak, he heard someone behind him say, "You can try it."

Ordinary four words, the tone is flat, but somehow, it has a majesty of a superior.

The three of them shut up abruptly, sat up straight almost at the same time, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and dared to look in the direction of the sound source—Zhou Zekai was leaning against the door frame and watching them quietly with a large stack of papers in his arms.

Normally, with this level of provocation, they would have responded without thinking.But for some reason, everyone could feel that the Zhou Zekai in front of him was quite different from usual.Everyone even has an absurd intuition in their hearts - anyone who dares to say "I don't want to learn anymore" will be beaten up.

Sun Xiang was the only exception who survived Zhou Zekai's aura.He turned around, frowned and said, "Are you a tortoise? It's so slow to get a file."

Zhou Zekai didn't say anything, walked over and put the paper on the coffee table, raised his chin slightly, motioned for Sun Xiang to continue.

Sun Xiang secretly cursed that it was you, and had no choice but to turn back to the trio: "Where did we just talk? Oh, Zhou Zekai and I have finished studying your papers from the first semester of high school to the first month of high school."

Du Ming rubbed his hands nervously: "What conclusion? Is there still hope?"

Sun Xiang was very shameless: "Fart, there is no one to mess with."

Du Ming: "..."

Sun Xiang took a few sheets from the top of the test paper and called them: "Old Lu. He is on the verge of failing in biology. He has strong logical thinking, but it's a pity that all the knowledge points that need to be memorized are in a mess."

"Du Xiaoming, chemistry loses points crazily from multiple-choice questions to big questions, and more than 80.00% of them are caused by carelessness. And when it comes to experimental questions, it's messy. Look at this, and this, what the hell are you writing..."

"Wu Qi, physics is always hovering around passing grades. Tsk tsk, it's strange that the mechanics section never loses points... Did you have a grudge against electromagnetism in your previous life?"

The summary is not generally true, but true to the heart.

Trio: ...

Sun Xiang raised his eyebrows.

The trio remained silent.

Zhou Zekai: "Huh?"

"...I was thinking," Du Ming struggled for a moment, "what are you going to do? For example, I know that I am careless. I have old problems, but it only takes seven days. Can I really get over it?"

"Nonsense," Sun Xiang said indifferently, "It's a good idea."

Du Ming choked, wanting to beat him up violently.

Sun Xiang smiled mysteriously: "That's why Zhou Zekai and I are not going to take the conventional route."

"Goal-oriented." Zhou Zekai said, "Everything is for the exam."

Lu Boyuan connected to a radio wave, showing surprise on his face: "Are you guys... planning to bet? Impossible, it's impossible—"

Zhou Zekai interrupted him: "Maybe."

Sun Xiang snorted: "How is that impossible? Ah? Let me ask you first, the person who made the test, like us, only has one time for National Day. Is it realistic for you to ask them to make a new test paper?"

Lu Boyuan: "...it seems...isn't it realistic?"

Zhou Zekai: "I can only use ready-made ones to modify them. Break them apart and put them back together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Ming and the other two couldn't help but exchanged glances, and hope arose in their hearts: "Understood! If it's only 7 days and all the betting questions are done, I think I'll grit my teeth and work hard. Maybe it can be done?! Okay, let’s do it like this! How to do it, let’s talk about it, and keep it simple!”

"Keep it simple, okay," Sun Xiang pointed to the blank scrolls at the bottom, "Do you dare to take a gamble!"

"Fuck, so many?!" Everyone gasped.

It turned out that the two sorted out all the questions that appeared in the exam papers and homework papers within a year, and corrected 10 derivative questions for each question.

5 questions are purely digital changes; 2 questions are added with confusing and disturbing information; 3 questions are randomly combined with other question types, which are difficult questions with a certain probability of hitting.

"For the next 7 days, you just do the papers. If you don't understand, talk to me and Zhou Zekai until you explain it thoroughly, then correct it and do it again. If you work hard like this and still fail the exam, then... just accept your fate!" Sun Xiang half-seriously half-joking road

"Ghosts accept their fate!" Du Ming stood up unconvinced, "Wu Yulan wants to kick us, doesn't she? I'm not as good as she wants!"

"that is!"

3.

Don't look at the loud rhetoric, when they recalled the seven days afterwards, they used exclamation sentences like "Are Zhou Zekai and Sun Xiang devils" without exception.

But at least at this moment, the determination of "I must win" and "I must slap her in the face" has been effectively transformed into a catalyst for the head to hang.

In the autumn afternoon, everyone sat on the ground around the tea table.The living room was extremely quiet, except for the slight regular noise when the fan was turning, there was only the rustling sound of writing. Occasionally, when I went to the dining table to discuss alone, I deliberately lowered my voice.

The time spent immersed in learning is unimaginably fast, as if it was not long after I picked up the pen, and then put it down, it was evening.

In order to save every minute and every second, Sun Xiang continued to stand by to help answer questions, while Zhou Zekai got up and went to the kitchen.

The content of dinner is very simple.

It only takes a few minutes to cook the noodles, and the highlight is the lo mei left over at noon.They taste even better after an afternoon in the fridge and are diced for a perfect topping.Zhou Zekai also cut some shredded cucumbers to increase the refreshing taste, poured two drops of sesame oil into the noodles, and mixed them with the cold sauce.

Consuming more brain cells, people are naturally hungry.Before the noodles were brought to the table, a few hungry guys ran over following the scent with bright eyes.

"What's the rush, everyone has a share." Sun Xiang followed silently, and unconsciously sniffed as he spoke, "Grass, it smells so damn good."

It smells good and tastes even better.For a while, no one spoke, and they were all wolfing down, holding the bowl and wanting to bury their heads in it.

"Is there any more in the pot?" After eating, some people still shouted that it was not enough.Zhou Zekai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and cut another plate of fruit for them to stuff.This is enough to feed.

When Zhou Zekai went to clean up the kitchen, Lu Boyuan touched his belly and realized with conscience: "Hey, let me tell you, Zhou Zekai has already worked very hard for us with tutoring, and he has to be responsible for cooking, which is unreasonable. How about ordering takeaway from tomorrow? For example KFC McDonald's or something?"

"I told Zhou Zekai to order takeaway." Sun Xiang said dissatisfiedly, "He insists on cooking. There is no air conditioner in the kitchen, and it takes time to prepare dishes. I don't know what's wrong with him."

"I have no problem with takeaway. It's best if you can eat brother Kai's meal, and it doesn't matter if you can't." Wu Qi nodded.

"I have no objection either, but there is something I really want to say—" Du Ming put on a trick and smiled enigmatically.

Everyone urged him: "Speak quickly!"

"Since it hurts so much, let's go to bed at night and cheer~"

Sun Xiang: "..."

When Zhou Zekai came out, Du Ming was being pressed on the sofa by Sun Xiang and being tickled viciously.

4.

Although he was joked several times that he wanted to stay in bed, in fact, until he saw the news, Sun Xiang hadn't thought about staying overnight at all.

It was close to 11 o'clock in the evening.

Because I was immersed in the sea of ​​questions, if it wasn't for Lu Boyuan's call from home, no one would have realized that another four or five hours had passed before they knew it.

"Let's go, see you tomorrow!" "See you tomorrow!" Everyone waved goodbye.

Out of habit, Sun Xiang decided to call home before leaving, but just as he unlocked the phone he hadn't looked at all night, he found a message flashing.

Your father: Son, call me back quickly.

Sun Xiang was startled, thinking that something happened at home, he quickly called: "What's the situation?"

"Your mother suddenly wants to soak in hot springs," said Father Sun excitedly, "Let's go on a self-driving tour and come back on the [-]th!"

The whim of the parents is not once or twice, and Sun Xiang is used to it, but he is still a little speechless: "...you pay attention to safety and have fun. Have you fed the cat yet? I am going to come out from my classmate's house now."

"Let's take Batian with us." Having said this, Father Sun's tone suddenly revealed a touch of embarrassment, "You don't need to go back."

"Huh?" Sun Xiang was puzzled, "Can't I go home without feeding the cat?"

"That..." Papa Sun became more guilty and coughed, "Actually, Papa was careless when he went out...the key broke in the lock..."

"Damn! Then you guys just went out for a self-driving tour happily without caring about anything?" Sun Xiang was angry and anxious, "Then I have to go back quickly and call a lockpicking company—"

"Don't worry, don't worry~ I'm handsome baby~ don't worry about it~" The other end of the phone was replaced by Mama Sun in a timely manner, "You will be at your classmate's house for about a week, and we will come back to save you in a week! Be obedient~ come here Mommy kiss~ mua!"

Sun Xiang's head was full of black lines: "It's not—"

"Beep beep——" the other end of the phone had already turned into a busy tone.

Sun Xiang put down the phone stiffly, and stared at Zhou Zekai with stiff questioning eyes, a million mud horses were galloping in his heart.

No, it is 100 million Du Ming, Wu Qi and Lu Boyuan who are waving the flag and singing "Serve the bed, serve the bed, serve the bed~"

"Sun Xiang?" Zhou Zekai looked at him with concern.

"It's nothing!" Sun Xiang paused, scratching his hair irritably, not even looking at Zhou Zekai with embarrassment, "...I know this request is a bit sudden, but can I live in your house? And in a separate room... ..."

5.

Zhou Zekai agreed to Sun Xiang's request to stay overnight without much hesitation.

To him, living with one more person is nothing more than making an extra bed, and it will not cause any trouble.

If Sun Xiang hadn't specially emphasized the phrase "must be in the same room alone", he would probably have forgotten that Sun Xiang still cared about the unique and special relationship between the two pheromones.

Zhou Zekai cleverly didn't continue to mention that aspect, turned around and walked towards the storage room: "It's a little small, is that okay?"

"Of course!" Sun Xiang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously.As long as you don't share a room with Zhou Zekai.

Zhou Zekai's house has a total of three bedrooms and one living room. The master bedroom is reserved for his parents who have been away for a long time. Of course, Sun Xiang didn't want to sleep in it. According to Zhou Zekai, the remaining room has been converted into a storage room, but there is a folding bed inside.

After Zhou Zekai dusted off the dust, he spread out a clean mat, and brought quilts and pillows.

Asking Sun Xiang what else he needs, Sun Xiang shook his head: "No, it's fine."

The night wind blows in along the window, soft and cool, the height of the pillow is moderate, the quilt is also clean, and it smells faintly of mothballs.All kinds of conditions are added together, and on weekdays, Sun Xiang can fall asleep with his eyes closed.

But today is something special.Maybe it's because of a change of residence?Maybe it's because of the high concentration of helping tutoring homework during the day?In short, Sun Xiang opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling for a long time, but he couldn't find sleepiness.

After a while he got up to go to the bathroom.I didn't pay attention when I went there, but when I came back, I inadvertently spotted a crack in Zhou Zekai's door.

The old house is old, and the door frame is deformed and cannot be closed firmly, which is normal.But Sun Xiang had an obsessive-compulsive disorder and wanted to shut Zhou Zekai off.

He tiptoed over, originally planning to evacuate as soon as it was closed, hiding his achievements and fame.Who would have thought that as soon as he got close to the crack of the door, he could smell something that almost made his soul float... the smell of peppermint chocolate.

At that moment, Sun Xiang forgot his purpose, grabbed the handle and pushed it in a few centimeters instead.

Fortunately, there was a gust of night wind blowing over his face, which woke him up a bit.

After realizing what stupid thing he did, Sun Xiang was shocked, fled the scene at the speed of light, rushed back to the storage room, and covered himself in the blanket.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" With lingering fear in his heart, he breathed heavily, "Zhou Zekai shouldn't be awake, right?"

6.

After being shocked, Sun Xiang finally felt tired.

He was covered in the quilt for a while before slowly moving his head out.

The air smelled very safe, except for the smell of camphor, there was only a little bit of mint chocolate smell that I just touched with my hands, which was so weak that it couldn't be any weaker.

Sun Xiang sniffed it, raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and fell asleep in a daze.

7.

In the dream, he realized that he had changed back to his three or four year old appearance.

Wearing brand new clothes, standing at the door of a building that looks like a hospital.The people holding her by her side are the same much younger Father Sun and Mother Sun

Taking advantage of Father Sun's call for a taxi, Mother Sun knelt down to straighten "myself", "The baby is finally out of the hospital today! Don't be too surprised when you get home later, there are many uncles and aunts you don't know waiting at home."

"I don't know... Uncle and aunt?" Sun Xiang heard Xiao Xiao ask himself.

"Yes, don't be afraid, they are here to praise the baby for doing something brave!"

"A matter of bravery? Unknown uncles and aunts?" Sun Xiang was a little puzzled.Do you have this part in your memory?He doesn't remember any strangers he met after he was discharged from the hospital?

In the dream, I couldn't control my body. Despite the doubts in my heart, that "self" nodded proudly and happily: "Well, I'm not afraid!"

At this moment, Sun Xiang suddenly noticed that there was a small car whose brand could not be clearly seen on the other side of the road.

The rear window was rolled down very low, and a small head was leaning against the window, quietly looking at "myself".

Perhaps because of the dream, Sun Xiang couldn't see that face clearly, leaving only the impression that his eyes were beautiful and his hair was black and soft.

"The car is coming! Let's go!" Dad came to pick up "myself", and he was forced to turn his head.

After waiting for the taxi, "I" suddenly crawled to the window on the side of the road, looking for the car.

It took less than half a minute.

The car disappeared.

TBC