Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

Lu Ziju swore again that he would never watch horror movies again in his life.

This time I couldn't sleep, and I had to lick my face and ran to Yan Ming's sofa to ask if I could squeeze in for a night, which made both of them very embarrassed.

The sofa is a large fabric sofa with a good width, but it is a bit short. If two people lie straight, their calves are exposed, so they can only curl up to sleep.

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju covered a quilt by themselves, rubbing shoulders, turning over for fear of squeezing each other underneath.

There was a living creature with a warm body and breathing beside him, Lu Ziju heaved a sigh of relief, finally it was not the face of a female ghost in front of him.

"Lu Ziju." Yan Ming called him in a low voice, "I can't sleep."

Lu Ziju stared at the ceiling expressionlessly: "I can't sleep either."

Yan Ming turned over, put his hands behind his head, and looked at Lu Ziju's profile: "Let's chat for a while."

Lu Ziju tilted his head: "What are you talking about?"

The light in the living room was too dark, and the two of them couldn't see each other clearly when they were so close. There was only a vague outline, so it wasn't that embarrassing.

Yan Ming smiled: "Let's talk about it."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Ziju: "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Yan Ming hurriedly said, "Don't, Brother Lu Ziju."

Lu Ziju: "I just heard you tell people on the rooftop that you are chasing someone?"

Yan Ming frowned, feeling that the matter was not that simple, and was wondering why Lu Ziju overheard what he said to Lin Yun.

"...Well." Yan Ming responded, "I'm chasing, no, it's rare that you can gossip?"

Lu Ziju didn't speak for a long time, Yan Ming just stood there, wondering if Lu Ziju had fallen asleep.

"You never told me that before." After a long time, Lu Ziju finally said a word.

Yan Ming felt that Lu Ziju seemed to be a little angry, and he didn't know whether to be surprised or happy for a while, but he still felt a little sweet in his heart.

"Then do you know why I didn't tell you?" Yan Ming's eyes were gentle, as if he had a spring in March, but unfortunately the night was too dark for Lu Ziju to see.

This is a question full of ambiguity.

But Lu Ziju didn't hear any ambiguity.

Lu Ziju is not stupid, and he has a lot of mental activities. After thinking about the bloody plot of the TV series, he asked in disbelief, "Could it be that the girl you're chasing actually likes me?"

Yan Ming: "..."

Yan Ming Buddha.

Lu Ziju also asked: "Really?"

Yan Ming sighed: "Why is your brain circuit different from ours?"

Lu Ziju: "Huh?"

Yan Ming: "That's right, hey, it's nothing."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Yan Ming: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Lu Ziju was puzzled, Yan Ming was breathing steadily beside him, he felt like he was asleep, and he didn't want to disturb others, so he closed his eyes, feeling sleepy, and soon fell asleep.

Yan Ming waited for Lu Ziju to fall asleep before opening his eyes.

He stood up a little, stared at Lu Ziju's sleeping face for several minutes, and finally called softly: "God J."

Lu Ziju was the first to wake up. When he opened his eyes, the whole villa was enveloped in the morning light, and there was no sound. Yan Ming next to him was still asleep and unconscious. Just as he was about to sit up, he found Yan Ming's hand clasped on him.

Lu Ziju tiptoedly tried to break his hand away, but just as he moved away a little, Yan Ming pulled back, making Lu Ziju's ring tighter.

It's really my aunt.

Lu Ziju lost his patience and pushed Yan Ming's shoulder.

Yan Ming didn't move for a long time, sobbed for a while, his face was full of displeasure, and it took another long time before he opened his eyelids a little.

"Move your hands." Lu Ziju said to him.

Yan Ming didn't respond.

Lu Ziju violently tore away Yan Ming's hand.

Yan Ming still didn't respond, and he didn't sit up until Lu Ziju finished washing up, with a blank expression on his face.

Lu Ziju: "Good morning."

Yan Ming: "Good morning."

Lu Ziju opened the curtains, the sun was shining, and today was such a beautiful day.

The past two days of the home party have passed very slowly, probably because there is nothing serious to do, and we are wasting time enjoying ourselves. Every minute and every second seems to be elongated, unusually slow, and very slow to make people feel comfortable.

It was time to go back to school on Sunday night, and everyone in the student union was mature, and there was still a bit of reluctance.

Chairman: "What are you afraid of? There will be parties next semester, and there will be plenty of group activities in the future."

Back at school, Lu Ziju counted the days and found that more than half of the semester had passed, and it was really fast. He sat in his seat for a long time, feeling like he forgot to do something.After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered to weave a scarf.

Yes, he took out the scarf hidden in the closet and continued to work hard on knitting.

I don't know if Yan Ming will like it, but Lu Ziju took the semi-finished scarf and lit it under the lamp for a long time, without confidence.

This time Lu Ziqi should have finished the mid-term exam. I don't know how he did in the exam. If he got into the top [-] in the class, he would definitely come to him right away. If he hasn't come to see him yet, he probably didn't get in.The class was only [-] in the last monthly exam, so it is still a bit difficult to raise it to [-] in one go.

In the end, Lu Ziqi licked his face and sent QQ to find him.

Lu Ziqi: Brother, are you there?

For a while, Lu Ziju didn't see who the person who sent the message was. At first glance at these four words, he thought they were here for a date.

Later, when he saw Lu Ziqi, he suddenly felt that he was too sensitive.

Lu Ziju: Tell me.

Lu Ziqi: I am 16 in this class! ! ! ! ! ! ! !Just one from 15! !A lot of progress! ! ! !

Lu Ziju: Oh.

Lu Ziqi: Then what you said before, help me get into Xingyao, does it still count?

Lu Ziju: I'm talking about entering the top fifteen in the class.

Lu Ziqi: Brother! ! ! !elder brother! !I'm improving so much! !Only one short! ! !Help me get on Starlight!

Lu Ziju could feel his brother's heart-piercing pleading through the phone.

Hey, poor little one.

Lu Ziju: Send me the account password.

Lu Ziqi: Thank you brother! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !I love you! ! ! ! !

Lu Ziju: Don't use so many exclamation points when typing in the future, and if you make the font clearer, your eyes will be blinded.

Lu Ziqi: I don't want it, just a little bit.

Lu Ziju: "..."

He boarded Lu Ziqi's number, which is in the QQ area, and checked his brother's historical record by the way.

Li Bai, 1-8-3.

King Lanling, 4-10-9.

Liu Bei, 2-7-7.

This is the living elementary school student in the legend, no wonder he is still stuck on platinum.

Lu Ziju looked for his hero, but he didn't even have Mulan, and he didn't have enough gold coins, so he had to charge some coupons to buy a Mulan. After thinking about it, he decided not to buy a skin for this account.

He used Hua Mulan to play a few rankings, and won the streak easily, and got a diamond first.

There are not many days until Yan Ming's birthday next month, and he has to hurry up to knit a scarf.

Li Mingzhi watched him knitting the scarf, and asked a lot: "Brother Ju, you said your scarf was knitted for your grandma?"

"Yeah." After so many days of weaving, Lu Ziju has become more proficient in his technique. Compared with before, his hand speed is like turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.

Li Mingzhi hesitated: "Knit black ones for the elderly?"

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Ziju: "My grandma likes black."

Li Mingzhi: "Oh."

"Are you going to eat?" It's evening, and there is an inspection in the school this week. All students are not allowed to order takeaway and have to go to the cafeteria.

"Let's go." Lu Ziju put down the scarf.

Takeaways cannot be ordered, and students have to move their legs to stay in the cafeteria to eat. It is extremely crowded, and a Shaxian snack has a five-meter-long queue.

Lu Ziju ordered pork ribs rice, and searched for a seat with Chen Rui in the crowd.

"Here!" Someone in the vast crowd called them, "Lu Ziju! Come here!"

Lu Ziju searched for at least five seconds before finding Zheng Zhe, who was only a few steps away from them, and walked over.

"Why do you take up so many seats?" Chen Rui asked.

Zheng Zhe slurped the noodles and said, "It's for Yan Ming and Zhou Yuzhan."

After 5 minutes of eating, Yan Ming and Zhou Yu rushed to the cafeteria, ordered food and brought them over.

Zheng Zhe: "It's really slow, you guys, just putting on clothes is more than ten minutes slower than me?"

Zhou Yu: "Yan Mingchou is beautiful, how long have you been picking out clothes?"

Yan Ming: "I'm looking for clothes, not smug clothes."

Yan Ming ordered several dishes and brought a bowl of expensive earthen pot soup. He sat side by side with Lu Ziju and pushed towards Lu Ziju. "Try my soup, it's delicious."

Lu Ziju saw that his earthen jar was only a small jar, so he forgot it: "You can eat it yourself."

Yan Ming: "Try it, today's is very fragrant, and there is wooden fish in it, very nutritious."

Lu Ziju had no choice but to take a sip: "It's delicious."

Yan Ming: "Then I'll get you another can?"

Lu Ziju: "No need."

Zheng Zhe interjected: "Yan Ming, I want a can."

Yan Ming glanced at him: "Do I have no legs or can't hold a broken hand?"

Zheng Zhe: "Fuck you double-standard dog!"

Yan Ming: "What did you say?"

Zheng Zhe: "Eat, eat."

Yan Ming himself took a sip from the spoon, it was really delicious.

Lu Ziju looked at him, hesitant to speak, with a complicated look on his face.

Yan Ming smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziju's expression was stiff: "You are using my spoon."

Yan Ming: "..."

It's so embarrassing.

After dinner, Yan Ming sincerely invited Lu Ziju to take a walk with him, but Lu Ziju mocked him as "an old man" and rejected him.

Yan Ming went back to the dormitory sadly, if Yu Shishan hadn't sent a WeChat message at this time, he would have forgotten about this person.

Speaking of which, God J's ability to lose his horse so successfully in front of him is due to Yu Shishan's cute trumpet.

Yu Shishan asked him: Are you free this weekend?

Yan Ming now wholeheartedly wants to stay in Lu Ziju, and other men and women are just clouds in his eyes. If he hadn't been so firm in his attitude towards Yu Shishan before, he had a bit of euphemism that he didn't want to hurt the girl's heart, but now he is not procrastinating.

Yan Ming: No.

Yu Shishan: Just come out and play on Saturday night, is that okay?

Yan Ming: I really have something to do, sorry.

Yu Shishan: Oh, have you got a girlfriend?

Yan Ming: No.

Yu Shishan: Then your attitude towards me has become very indifferent QAQ.

Yan Ming: I have someone I like now, sorry.

Yu Shishan:. . . . .

Yu Shishan: I really envy that girl.

Yu Shishan: Well, it seems that you are annoying me, can we still be friends in the future?

Yan Ming: I don't want it.

Yan Ming: Do your best for the college entrance examination.

Yu Shishan was sitting at the desk in the cram school, in front of her were review materials for various subjects, stacked several centimeters high, and there were three papers in the middle, which were all to be finished tonight.

She looked at the words Yan Ming typed to him on the phone, and felt that this might be the last time Yan Ming would talk to her.

While deleting Yan Ming's memories in her mind, Yu Shishan couldn't help being jealous of the person Yan Ming liked.

How happy she should be, how excellent she should be, to be liked by Yan Ming.

She can still clearly remember when she was in the cram school, she saw Yan Ming walk into the classroom for the first time, sat in front of her, turned her head and asked her if she could lend him a pen, the sunshine outside, the corners of Yan Ming's mouth that day The arc of his smile, the slight swaying of the hem of his clothes that day, were all unbelievably perfect.

Yu Shishan heard her heartbeat speeding up, as if falling into a pink dream.

Now that dream is broken.

The pressure of repeating the exam and the pressure of unilateral "broken love" made her breathless, and she wanted to tear up the test paper in despair and cry aloud.

Then think about it carefully, she has no right to indulge.

The last time she failed the college entrance examination, her parents were already extremely disappointed with her, thinking that a scholarly family should not have a child with her grades, so do they want to fail again this time because of a boy who doesn't like her at all?

After Yu Shishan adjusted, she wiped her sore eyes, picked up a pen, and started writing a new paper.

The author has something to say: Sister Yu: I tried my best to pull the red line for you, and I can finally take the college entrance examination.