Chapter 79 The Four of Them Playing Tricks
The scorching sun fell on the ground, frying and roasting people repeatedly, with hot steam rising from their heads, making them a little unconscious.
Zhu Yanshi stood aside, raising his arms. The small fan around his wrists blew out hot air continuously, blowing on his cheeks and the loose hair on his forehead.
He looked at the two people next to him with a sarcastic look on his face with an expressionless face.
At this moment, two mad dogs came running from the opposite side of the road, fighting and biting each other, and howling at each other.
He ran past several people, struggling.
“…”
Very realistic.
As they got closer to the school gate, Zhu Yanshi wanted to hurry back to the dormitory for a nap and didn't want to care about the two people behind him, so he prepared to sprint.
The sight in front of me was suddenly blocked by a bright red.
Zhu Yanshi narrowed his eyes, stood up straight, and his eyes fell on the gift box held in front of him.
Following the hand holding the gift box, my eyes found its owner and fixed on that pair of bright eyes.
"Are you coming to defend yourself today?"
Zhu Yanshi asked.
Song Zhiyu handed the thing in his hand forward and stuffed it into Zhu Yanshi's hand without saying a word.
After stuffing the things in, he grabbed the boy's wrist and took him to the luxury car parked not far away.
When the trunk was opened, it was filled with various specialties.
"I was on a business trip a while ago and didn't have time to come see you. I brought you some things. Do you like them?"
The man turned his head and stared into Zhu Yanshi's eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering up and down, carefully observing the changes in the boy's emotions.
A gust of wind blew, floating the green vegetation planted in the small garden next to the car, making a rustling sound.
Zhu Yanshi was a little slow to react. He stared at the trunk full of red gift boxes and was silent for a moment.
He put the boxes he was carrying on the ground, frowned, and tried to organize his words.
You know, it's hard to say no...
“You don’t have to give me…”
Zhu Yanshi licked his lips and squeezed out a few words stiffly.
"They're all food, not worth much, local specialties."
Song Zhiyu was sure of Zhu Yanshi's character.
The boy didn't like to owe favors to others, so he naturally wouldn't accept those expensive luxury gifts. He happened to be on a business trip and spent two days searching for all kinds of local delicacies and snacks.
It’s just some food, but it’s the thought that counts. It can convey your concern and make the other person unable to refuse.
Because if you keep refusing, you will seem hypocritical and petty...
As expected, Zhu Yanshi stopped talking and stared at the things filling the trunk with some embarrassment.
"I can't eat that much by myself."
"It's okay. I drove into the dormitory building and just said hello to the school. If you can't finish the food, you can share it with your classmates."
Song Zhiyu opened the passenger door, and the air conditioner in the car blew in like a stream of fresh air.
Zhu Yanshi felt dizzy from the scorching sun above his head, and his brain couldn't function normally. He was disturbed by the cold air and couldn't control himself for a moment.
He turned his head and looked at the two big fools standing on a tree not far away.
silence.
I lowered my head and sat in the passenger seat, embracing the coolness that is unique to summer.
He cannot share happiness with his good friends, he is guilty.
Zhu Yanshi reflected for 3 seconds, then leaned back in his chair happily and reached out to lower the air conditioner temperature by another two degrees.
Naturally, he took over the air conditioning.
The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves and falls on people's faces, flickering in color.
This piece is roasted hot, and that piece is warm.
It was not very comfortable. Even someone as calm and composed as Yuan Qing felt a little irritated by the sun.
He squinted his eyes and stared at Zhu Yan who was chatting with Song Zhiyu who came out halfway. The two of them were chatting very harmoniously and were smiling from ear to ear.
It's a happy place over there, but dead here.
Yuan Qing doesn't like Fu Qian'an. She didn't like him since the beginning when he was pursuing her. Now, she only hates him even more.
Because we have the same goal.
I feel sick that my beloved baby is being coveted by some people who have no self-awareness.
Fu Qian'an also felt a little biased in his heart. Standing two meters away from Yuan Qing, he could smell the faint fragrance belonging to Zhu Yanshi coming from the other person.
He took a glance and silently took two steps to the side.
He was not a fickle person. The smell he liked from the very beginning was that of Zhu Yanshi.
Yuan Qing just spent too much time with Zhu Yanshi, and had picked up some of his scent.
Thinking of this, I even felt a little relieved.
I am glad that in the end, after going around in circles, I finally found the owner of this smell.
The two of them were separated by a vast river, with their backs to each other, standing stupidly under a tree, watching the young man who had just argued for them jump onto some scoundrel's car naturally.
Then, the car slid forward for a long distance, and when it passed by them, the window of the main driver's seat rolled down.
The man behind the steering wheel raised his eyebrows in their direction.
They are all my younger brothers, and it’s so difficult to practice in front of me!
So arrogant.
So fucking arrogant!
As the car passed by, the boy's familiar voice was carried slowly by the wind.
"Let's go together~ ok~~~~"
They said they would go together, but all that was left behind was the car exhaust fumes that lingered in the air.
There were also two men whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.
“…”
Song Zhiyu, this bastard!
Taking advantage of someone's misfortune! Villain!
Yuan Qing turned his head and glanced at Fu Qi'an coldly.
When the two of them entered the school gate, they walked on the two extreme sides of the gate, and their disdain for each other was obvious.
As we walked into the school, we parted ways at the crossroads, leaving only each other's elegant backs.
The only thing they have in common is probably that they have cursed a mad dog in their hearts a thousand times.
They tricked people out of just a few bags of tattered gift boxes. How insidious! And how stingy!
Song Zhiyu and Zhu Yanshi were the first to arrive at the dormitory building. After getting out of the car, Zhu Yanshi quickly ran to the dormitory stairwell.
That area couldn't get any sunlight, and he couldn't stand the slightest harassment from that poisonous thing.
Song Zhiyu worked tirelessly to move the things from the car, and with a smile in his eyes he looked at the boy squatting on the ground blowing the small fan on his wrist towards his face.
The boy closed his eyes, and his black hair was blown by the wind, revealing a jointed forehead. His eyelashes trembled slightly, like two dancing butterflies.
Sweat slid across the boy's Adam's apple, collarbone, and finally disappeared into his collar, leaving behind a pink beauty...
“…Shall I take you upstairs?”
Song Zhiyu withdrew his gaze and controlled himself not to look around impolitely.
Zhu Yanshi opened his eyes and used his free hand to nudge the newly built elevator next to him.
"Just move it to the elevator for me."
Give orders without hesitation.
Since you want to give something as a gift, give it to the person first.
Song Zhiyu had to carry the things into the elevator one by one, while a certain young man was holding the elevator door, with one foot stuck in the closed position of the elevator door, not moving. Look how lazy he was.
If I move any more, I'll probably be exhausted to death.
After delivering the things, Song Zhiyu had no reason to stay.
He didn't want to make it too obvious. He had already achieved his goal today, so he eliminated the person who was interfering, turned around and left in a quick and decisive manner.
When I was almost at Zhu Yan, I didn't even get to say "Come upstairs and have a drink of water?" before the person disappeared.
When Zhu Yan was left standing in the corner, there were still half an elevator full of gift boxes.
Staring at each other.
This is the first time I've seen such a solid gift...
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In the days leading up to the end of the semester, it was cloudy and rainy for several days in a row, which lowered the temperature by several degrees after a long period of hot weather.
During this period, Zhu Yanshi spent all his energy on the final sprint. Not to mention getting good grades in every subject, but at least he couldn't fail any course.
After reviewing day and night, I feel like a flower that suddenly withered.
Learning this thing can absorb people's essence. If you are not careful, your eye sockets will become sunken and the area under your eyes will become dark blue, as if you are terminally ill.
It's terrible.
Recently, the boy has been concentrating on his studies and has not seen anyone except those related to the final exams.
I didn't see Fu Qi'an, nor did I meet Song Zhiyu during his poor squatting. The only person I saw more often was Teacher Yuan Qing, who helped me with my lessons every day.
Once people enjoy happiness and gain advantages, they become proud and hold their chins high. When they walk on the street, they meet their former enemies, such as Fu Qi'an, Song Zhiyu, etc.
He stopped, took out his cell phone from his pocket, put the black screen to his ear, didn't make a call, but spoke gently into the phone.
"...Ashi, I'm just going out to get some food and will be back soon."
“…”
So showy.
Song Zhiyu wanted to beat up this green tea girl who looked gentle and weak on weekdays.
Fu Qi'an turned around and left with a look of world-weariness on his face, each look in his eyes more exciting than the last.
This is stupid.
That's even more stupid.
Three men in one play, magically forming a reverse triangle relationship.
You can't stand me, I can't stand him, and he can't stand you.
They have to fight as soon as they meet.
Now, the big question is no longer whether the chance encounters that occasionally occur on campus can occur.
This is the first person Zhu Yanshi will meet after the exam.
All kinds of gods displayed their magical powers and used all their tricks.
Yuan Qingkai suggested going on a road trip together.
Zhu Yanshi squinted his eyes and said in a daze, "No, I'm too sleepy."
Song Zhiyu tentatively said, "Why not come and work with me?"
Zhu Yanshi waved his hand and apologized and started working a few days later.
There is no way, I can’t persuade him.
Someone is as lazy as a pig, lying on the bed, not moving even if someone calls him.
However, a certain cat, at this time, chose to be patient and remained quiet for a long time while the two masters were fighting.
Then one evening, a vague and ambiguous phone call came in.
Zhu Yanshi picked up the phone in a daze, and a sticky voice from the other end rushed into his ears.
"Maoqiu...is sick..."
He coughed hoarsely several times, and his weak breaths came out in thin sprays.
The ending tone still had a sickly tremor.
"Are you coming to see him?"
Zhu Yanshi struggled to sit up from the shabby little rental house he had rented not far from the school some time ago.
He raised his hand and rubbed his sore eyes.
"Have you seen a doctor?"
"38 degrees."
Fu Qi'an responded obediently, his brain working a little slowly, and he sighed.
"It's not me, it's Maoqiu..."
As the voice fell, there was a rustling sound of clothes falling after rubbing against each other.
Then, Zhu Yanshi turned his head and saw purple-red sunsets exploding one after another in the sky, and a kitten calling softly beside his ear.
"Meow~"
"Listen, it's what it said."
Fu Qi'an lay on the sofa, holding his cell phone in one hand and fiddling with the tassels of his pillow with the other.
The dim light from outside the window fell on his face. He looked up, and the brightness fell into his dark pupils.
He heard the boy on the other end of the phone laugh helplessly, and after a moment, he responded.
"I'm coming over now, maybe it'll be slower. I'll buy you some medicine..."
Fu Qi'an agreed obediently, and after hanging up the phone, the obedient look he had just had disappeared.
Holding the phone in my hand, with a high fever in my head, I walked around the room, took a picture of the blooming flowers on the table with my phone, and drowsily posted it to my Moments.
——Every time I see you, I am full of anticipation.
All the strength in his body left him, and before sinking into the sofa, he didn't forget to click on two familiar avatars.
It was shared on WeChat Moments with a small logo underneath.
Only Song Zhiyu and Yuan Qing can see it.
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