Chapter 27: Jacket "Beautiful Boy Undressing"
The next time I saw Lu Chen was the next day, Saturday.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Ning arrived at room 302 opposite to study on time.
Grandma Cen was busy in the kitchen again. After Grandpa Zhao gave Yan Ning two questions, he also went into the house to help.
Yan Ning spread out his pen and paper and had just finished reading the questions when the doorbell rang again.
Yan Ning took the initiative to help open the door, and sure enough - outside the door stood a tall and long-legged Lu Chen.
This person was wearing a black down jacket, gray casual pants, and still carrying a sports backpack. He greeted her with a smile:
"Good afternoon, Yan Ning."
Yan Ning was actually still thinking about his injury and nodded hurriedly.
The two returned to the desk together.
Yan Ning's seat faces the kitchen.
As soon as she sat down, she quickly glanced towards the kitchen with the glass door open.
Grandma Cen and Grandpa Zhao were putting things on the baking tray, but it didn't look like they would come out anytime soon.
So, taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Ning turned his gaze back and whispered quickly to Lu Chen:
"Let me see your hands!"
That day at school, she only took a quick glance and only saw Lu Chen's right hand, so she wanted to take a look at his left hand as well.
And, because——
Yan Ning never mentioned to Lin Xinci that when she came to study in 302, she had a "classmate" named Lu Chen.
Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, from the very beginning, Yan Ning deliberately showed his unfamiliarity with Lu Chen in front of Grandma Cen and Grandpa Zhao.
They only chatted occasionally when they were alone. As long as the two elders were around, she hardly said a word to Lu Chen.
Lu Chen should have noticed her intention a long time ago and cooperated with her.
Now, although the two of them were obviously much more familiar with each other, Yan Ning did not want to break the previous balance.
A question.
Just like that, she asked me questions that brought out my guilty conscience.
Lu Chen was still cooperative. He had just put his backpack on the chair next to him and hadn't sat down yet when he obediently spread out both hands and handed it over, showing it to him from the front and back.
Yan Ning lowered his eyes and read it carefully, and came to a conclusion:
"Well, the external injuries seem to have healed."
She looked up again, a little worried, and asked, "How are you feeling? Do your joints hurt? Does it affect your daily use of your hands, like writing?"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "I feel fine, no pain, and no impact."
He answered seriously.
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and his slender, bony right hand, which had long since healed from redness, swelling and abrasions, appeared on the zipper of his jacket.
Yan Ning had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, the next second——
The man laughed again, and laughed very ostentatiously:
"Do you need to take off your clothes this time, Doctor Yan?"
The New Year's Eve blunder immediately came to mind.
What does "also" mean?
Don’t make it sound like you’ve taken it off once, okay?!
Yan Ning's cheeks flushed instantly, and she glared at Lu Chen, who was only separated from her by a desk, with some annoyance.
But this man raised his hands in surrender with an innocent look on his face:
"I mean, I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath, and there was a bruise on my arm. It's almost healed now. Do you want to check it out too?"
It seemed as if everything was caused by her having a dirty mind and overthinking.
It also seemed that as long as she gave the order, he could perform the "Beautiful Boy Undressing Story" on the spot.
Yan Ning: ...
Can a person fall twice in the same place?
certainly--
cannot!
Yan Ning took another quick look at the kitchen. Grandma Cen and Grandpa Zhao were still busy in front of the oven.
She retracted her gaze, her face tense, and said to Lu Chen:
"Okay, take it off."
As soon as she opened her mouth.
Lu Chen really took off his coat without hesitation. He wore a loose black T-shirt inside. With his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he made this basic and ordinary style look excellent.
But now is not the time to be distracted by this.
Yan Ning calmed down, raised his eyes, and followed Lu Chen's action of lifting his sleeve to see his exposed right elbow——
There was still a slight purple mark there, which was quite eye-catching against the pale skin.
It is not difficult to imagine that when he was injured before, it must have been much more serious than this.
Yan Ning's heart tightened and his brows furrowed.
But then I heard that familiar voice, whispering:
"I'm applying the medicine regularly, and it doesn't hurt at all now."
Seeing that she still looked worried, Lu Chen raised his head and spoke faster, adding:
"And this is the last minor injury. There's nothing wrong with the rest of the place."
"real?"
She asked again worriedly.
There was a charming smile in his eyes. He picked up the down jacket on the chair and sat down. "A liar is a puppy."
At this moment, suddenly, there was a sound of the sliding door opening.
"Freshly baked cranberry cookies, which kid wants some?"
Grandma Cen came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand and a smile on her face. But when her eyes met Lu Chen, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, she paused and said in surprise:
"Hey, it's not warm today, kid, why did you take off your coat?"
Lu Chen still had clothes in his hands.
Yan Ning and he looked at each other.
For a moment, Yan Ning didn't know what to say, whether to help him explain the current situation or to change the subject.
After a moment, Lu Chen probably chose to be self-reliant.
"I feel hot."
After he said this, he turned around as if nothing had happened and put his coat on the next seat.
But in fact, the maximum temperature outside today is less than 10 degrees. The heater is on in the house, but it is not a temperature that is warm enough to wear short sleeves.
I noticed the atmosphere was subtle.
Yan Ning stood up and wanted to help take the cookie plate from Grandma Cen.
But Grandma Cen stopped her:
"No, no, Ningning, be good. Sit down. The plate is a little hot. Grandma is wearing oven gloves."
Grandma Cen came over and put the cookie plate on the desk.
His gaze fell on Lu Chen who was taking the test paper out of his backpack.
Before Lu Chen could speak, Grandma Cen waved her hand, as if she understood and sympathized with the mentality of young people.
"Grandma understands. Black absorbs light and is cold-resistant, so you won't be cold."
Having said this, Grandma Cen turned her head, raised her hand to her lips, blocking Lu Chen's side, and said to Yan Ning:
"All boys their age are like this—
We want grace, not warmth.
Your Grandpa Zhao was the same back then, wearing only a shirt in the middle of winter, yet he insisted to me that he was very warm..."
Although it was a whisper.
But the volume and behavior were just pretense, and there was no intention of avoiding Lu Chen at all.
Even Grandpa Zhao in the kitchen, upon hearing his name, poked his head out with the cookie mold and asked:
"Are you calling me?"
Grandma Cen waved her hand and said, "No, go to work."
Lu Chen on this side wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he picked up the pen, lowered his head, and started writing on the test paper on the table.
This was the first time Yan Ning saw Lu Chen speechless.
I feel a little sympathetic towards him.
But I also feel like laughing even more.
Grandma Cen left some cranberry cookies and left.
The kitchen door is closed.
Yan Ning heard a sigh.
She raised her head, took the biscuits, and used her peripheral vision to confirm that the two elders were not paying attention to her before asking:
"What's wrong?"
Lu Chen on the opposite side stopped writing, his tone calm.
"cold."
Yan Ning was a little amused, "If you're cold, why don't you put on your coat?"
Unexpectedly, the person opposite had his eyes drooping, which made people think of a wronged puppy with a wet nose.
"It's no use. My heart is cold."
As he said this, his tone was still calm:
"You didn't even speak up for me, and you laughed at me along with grandma."
Yan Ning was just about to say, "How could I?"
However, she realized that her raised mouth corners were not very convincing, so she could only compromise:
"Then I'll try harder next time and not laugh at you."
The person opposite still looked uninterested, so Yan Ning tried to add:
"Also try hard to help you speak?"
He seemed not quite satisfied.
Yan Ning took back the biscuit and stopped in front of him, saying helplessly, "Okay, you tell me what to do."
Lu Chen: "What about this time?"
He raised his chin slightly as a gesture without any expression.
Yan Ning understood, and without a second thought, he handed over the biscuit in his hand with a smile as if offering a treasure:
"Here, Biscuit will apologize to you. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"
She and Xin Jing usually play around and often tease each other like this.
Lu Chen now holds the position of a good friend in her heart, so she inadvertently uses a coaxing and doting tone.
Lu Chen broke down in an instant and couldn't hold back his laughter.
He took the cookie.
Then, he turned his head, covered his lips and coughed lightly, adjusted his expression, and then looked back:
"no,"
He switched hands and gestured a number seriously, "Two dollars."
Yan Ning picked up another piece and handed it to Lu Chen.
The man finally curved his eyebrows, looking triumphant.
Yan Ning's third biscuit finally made it into his mouth.
The aroma of milk, wheat, and the sweet and sour taste of cranberries blended perfectly. Yan Ning chewed and swallowed it, but before she could savor it, she remembered another important thing:
"By the way, put on your coat!"
Hear her urging.
Lu Chen held the second uneaten biscuit in his mouth, reached out, grabbed the coat beside him, and put it on again.
Over here in the kitchen.
Grandpa Zhao put the baking tray of sugar-free cookies into the oven and took off his gloves. "Nothing else, I'm going to the living room."
Grandma Cen was tidying up the utensils on the table. "Don't do that yet. Help me clean up before you leave. You left too early. Xiaochen will have to endure the cold all afternoon."
Grandpa Zhao was a little confused.
But Grandma Cen didn't say why, so he didn't ask any more questions and obediently came over to clean up the clutter on the table.
While wiping the table, Grandma Cen turned around and took a sneak peek at the living room.
They both finished their cookies.
The boy took two pieces of tissue paper from the tissue box and handed them to the person opposite him.
The girl took it with a smile and said, "Thank you."
Then, the boys and girls sat quietly facing each other, their heads down studying. The atmosphere was harmonious and beautiful, like a painting.
Grandma Cen smiled and looked away.
Speaking of which.
She and Lao Zhao were around this age when they started their innocent love affair.
Youthful.
What a bright future filled with endless possibilities...
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January passed quickly.
The students of a middle school finished their final exams on the 20th and then entered winter vacation mode.
Yan Ning's final score was 8th in the school. Not only did he make it into the top ten for the first time, but he also got full marks in mathematics again.
Lin Xinci showed satisfaction with this report card for the first time in a long time, and even praised Yan Ning a few words, but at the same time she still warned Yan Ning to guard against arrogance and keep working hard.
Of course, I still have to attend Yan Ning's training class.
However, the schedule was not too full. Except for the "Famous Teachers' High-Efficiency Training Camp in Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" that Lin Xinzhi had chosen early on and had to attend, Lin Xinzhi still listened to Yan Ning's opinions on other training classes.
Yan Ning's vacation was spent in daily classes, studying, and very occasionally, making plans with Xin Jing to go out and play two or three times.
Soon, it was the end of the month again.
There are not many days left until the Spring Festival.
Yan Ning's grandmother's home is in the suburbs of Wancheng, while her grandmother's home is in Yancheng, another place.
Therefore, Yan Ning's family of three has always maintained the tradition of returning to one place once a year. This year, they are going to their grandmother's house.
On the calendar.
January 31st was circled in red by Ruby Lin.
This is the date when the Materials Institute is on holiday. That morning, after Yan Xiangrong finishes his work summary meeting, he will drive over directly to pick up Yan Ning and the others to go to her grandmother's house to celebrate the New Year.
A calendar hangs on the wall next to the TV.
Yan Ning would pass by there every day when she went out. Whenever she saw the red circle, she always felt as if she had forgotten something.
What did you forget?
She couldn't remember it at all.
The 29th is Saturday.
In the afternoon, Lin Xinci took Yan Ning and some carefully prepared New Year's goods to the house opposite to wish Grandma Cen and Grandpa Zhao a happy new year.
Lu Chen is not here.
He told Yan Ning last Saturday that he would take the children from the dance class to participate in the competition this week.
Lin Xinci exchanged a few words and left, while Yan Ning stayed to continue the class.
Because it was the last class before the New Year, Teacher Zhao had to take Yan Ning from the beginning to review the knowledge points.
Yan Ning prepared in advance a folder board and A4 paper for easy shorthand taking.
The whiteboard was soon filled with dense writing.
In front of the whiteboard, Yan Ning lowered his eyes and quickly took notes on the paper.
Maybe it’s because the standing position seems familiar.
After finishing the last formula and raising the pen, Yan Ning's focused attention was suddenly distracted by a picture that popped into his mind.
That was the first time.
When she saw Lu Chen in this room.
He was standing right where she was now, with a board full of formulas next to him. In a calm and unhurried voice, he was discussing his different ideas with Teacher Zhao.
Follow closely.
Fragments of the early days of our encounter came flooding back.
Yan Ningfu was suddenly enlightened. At this moment, she finally remembered something she had forgotten all these days.
January 31st.
It’s Lu Chen.
Sixteenth birthday!
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