Chapter 89 Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong
"Brother Chong, the person you mentioned has joined the company. Do you want me to take care of him for you?"
"No, you don't have to worry about what happens next."
"Okay. Brother Chong, let's get together today on New Year's Eve?"
"No, I'm busy."
Zhou Chong looked at Shan Qingshan who came out of the hospital, hung up the phone, and opened the car door.
Shan Qingshan asked: "Where are we going?"
"Let's go to the city library first. I have some information to look up. After dinner, accompany me to the school to get some things."
"good."
The city library is very large, with three floors and a special computer room for searching books.
For the first time, Shan Qingshan truly felt what the ocean of knowledge was.
Because they were in the library, Zhou Chong spoke in a low voice, almost close to Shan Qingshan's ear.
"The library here has a lot of people, and sometimes you can even run into university professors. That door over there used to be the reading room. In addition to books, there are also newspapers and magazines. It was here that You Liang got his sexual enlightenment."
Shan Qingshan: ???
"He ran off to the adult section."
Zhou Chong took Shan Qingshan for a walk, borrowed two books, and left.
Shan Qingshan flipped through it and asked, "Astronomy?"
"For Zhou Shuo."
“He likes astronomy?”
"Well, I have a telescope at home. Will you come to my house after the New Year? I was in a hurry last time and didn't show you many things. I also have a cat at home that can do backflips."
Shan Qingshan had no interest in cats that could do backflips.
"Go and wish Uncle Zhou and Auntie a happy new year."
Zhou Chong raised the corner of his mouth.
There is such a huge gap between this life and the previous life!
I would never go there in my previous life.
I will go to his house to pay New Year’s greetings for the rest of my life!
At noon, Zhou Chong took Shan Qingshan to a private hot pot restaurant, and the restaurant also provided ice cream after the meal. After the meal, on the way to school, Zhou Chong bought two cups of milk tea, scanned two shared battery cars at the school gate and took Shan Qingshan in.
In Shan Qingshan's impression, only university campuses would be ridiculously large, but he didn't expect that high schools would also be large.
Zhou Chong took him to visit one by one, from the main road, to the swimming pool, and then to the laboratory...
Finally I went to Zhou Chong's classroom.
Zhou Chong leaned against the table and patted the surface.
"This is my seat, back row, by the window, the king's hometown."
"You've graduated, but your seat hasn't been vacated?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Come and sit down."
Zhou Chong pulled him to sit down and sat next to him.
"It would be great if you could be my classmate." Zhou Chong held his hand and said sweetly, "Then I will hold your hand during class and after class. I want everyone in the school to know that you are my boyfriend."
Shan Qingshan broke free from his hand.
"Don't fall in love too early."
"I've violated so many school rules, I don't mind this one more."
“…”
"Even if I go to the same school as you, I'm still one grade older than you."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chong immediately went up to him and called him senior.
"Why did you come to my place today, Senior? Did you miss me, or did you know that I missed you?"
“…”
Shan Qingshan avoided him.
Zhou Chong grabbed Shan Qingshan's hand to prevent him from hiding, and almost pushed him against the wall, getting into the role.
The voice was low and hoarse, looking straight at him.
"Aren't you walking into a trap, Senior? You can come here if you want, but it's not that easy to leave..."
Shan Qingshan's heart sank.
It seems like I really study in the same school with him.
He ducked back as far as he could, pushing him.
"Stop making trouble."
"If you let me kiss you, I'll stop making trouble."
There was an extreme aggression in Zhou Chong's bottomless eyes.
Shan Qingshan hesitated for a moment and slowly put down his hand.
Zhou Chong was delighted and smiled triumphantly. Just as he was about to move closer, he heard Shan Qingshan ask, "Did you peek at the wish I wrote?"
He didn't believe that everything that happened today was a coincidence.
Zhou Chong froze.
"No."
He took the red ribbon out of his pocket.
"I ripped it off."
Such a short time is not enough.
Afraid of being exposed, he took a quick glance, confirmed that they were from Shan Qingshan, picked them and ran away.
"I didn't lie about the two wishes you made for grandma and me to be healthy."
Shan Qingshan took it and saw his own handwriting on it.
I want to drink milk tea.
Wondering what ice cream tastes like.
I want to visit Zhou Chong’s school.
I want to go to the library to see whether there are more books in the library or in Zhou Chong’s home.
Last one: I want to pay him back as soon as possible.
Zhou Chong looked at the red ribbon on his hand and felt a little distressed.
When he saw it, he didn't believe it.
I don’t believe that anyone’s wish is so small and simple that almost anyone can achieve it.
But then he changed his mind and thought about Qingshan, where Xiaobao lived and grew up, and he felt that it made sense.
"I can't help you realize your last wish. I don't think you would like me to interfere."
Shan Qingshan hummed and slowly tightened the red ribbon in his hand.
"Except for the last one, they are all my childhood wishes."
Zhou Chong felt a pain in his heart.
"Now that it's done, are you happy?"
Shan Qingshan raised his eyes.
Zhou Chong in front of him looked serious and affectionate.
Not very happy actually.
I have been thinking about it for many, many years, but the joy I got has long been consumed in the endless waiting.
When I was a child, I saw milk tea ice cream in a book and put it in my mouth, I just had the feeling of "so this is the taste".
Calm and peaceful.
There is only a feeling that nothing can make up for it.
However, he didn't want Zhou Chong to know the answer.
"I am happy."
For your care,
For your hard work,
For your own good,
For you.
Zhou Chong smiled, bright and lively in the warm winter sun, like a sweet-smelling birthday cake with candles on it, the birthday cake he had always wanted.
Shan Qingshan felt a tingling sensation in his chest.
He stretched out his hand and just before touching his face, his fingertips curled slightly, hesitated for a moment, and touched the scar on his forehead.
He remembered Zhou Chong telling him that it was caused by a fall.
How can you be so rash?
So reckless, yet dares to like him so unconditionally.
Zhou Chong asked: "Is it obvious? You touched it right away."
"It's okay, it seems to be lighter than before. Do you care?"
Zhou Chong frowned, "You are the one who cares."
He only cares about Qingshan Xiaobao!
"I don't."
"It's you. I said it was a medal, but you said it wasn't, and you don't like scars. After the New Year, if this medicine still doesn't work, I'll have an operation."
Shan Qingshan didn't expect that the reason why he cared so much was: he didn't like it.
The numbness in my heart almost spread to my fingertips.
"Need not."
In Shan Qingshan's opinion, surgery is not a good thing and is always related to serious illness.
Gently rub the scar with your fingertips.
Zhou Chong was touched so hard that half of his body was numb. He smiled and said, "Don't touch me like that. When you touch me like that, I always feel like you are flirting with me..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Shan Qingshan moved closer and kissed his scar gently.
Zhou Chong's eyes suddenly widened into bells.
Shan Qingshan: "I like those with scars now."
Zhou Chong was dumbfounded.
What did he do?
Did he kiss his scar?
This is not a kiss on his scar!
This is a kiss on his heart!
He also said...
Thought storms and self-doubts were all gone when Shan Qingshan leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Stopped.
Only a tingling electric current hits the heart.
"Xiaobao, you..."
Shan Qingshan seemed to be awakened from a dream, his face turned red like a tomato, and he hastily pushed away the tables and chairs, and ran out amid the harsh sound of the tables and chairs rubbing against the ground.
When Zhou Chong ran out, there was no one in the corridor.
He touched his mouth and regressed to his ancestors in the classroom.
"He kissed me! He kissed me! He also said he liked girls with scars! Aa ...
Zhou Chong went downstairs.
very good.
The cars are gone.
Zhou Chong took out his cell phone.
To pursue or not to pursue, that is the question.
After thinking for a moment, he asked: [Are you going back to the hospital? ]
No reply.
Zhou Chong walked out of the school gate and asked the security guard. The security guard said that he did see a young man driving out at a high speed. He might be feeling unwell due to an allergy, and his face was terribly red.
Zhou Chong laughed and leaned on the guard's window in a very good mood.
"He's not feeling unwell, he kissed me, it was embarrassing."
The guard's eyes widened.
Did he see it wrong just now?
Is it a boy who goes out?
Zhou Chong leaned against the wall, throwing his cell phone.
"Kiss me, it's my turn to run. If he runs, I won't have any room to perform. Uncle, don't you agree?"
uncle:"……"
Uncle: "You look familiar to me. Do you often browse..."
Zhou Chong hurriedly said: "I'm leaving, happy new year, uncle!"
Zhou Chong got in the car, took out his cell phone, and still didn't reply.
This is not a case of no response.
This is not a reply.
Zhou Chong leaned back in his chair and typed lazily.
【What does "no reply" mean? 】
[Playing hard to get? ]
【Classic】
[Too classic]
[Call me and send me away? Even the dogs at home are not as pitiful as me]
After posting it, he also added a dog emoticon.
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I hope all the college entrance examination candidates (who should have already fallen asleep) will achieve their dreams and win the first place.