Don’t Talk To Me!

Chapter 26

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The arm-wrestling of the two bosses ended in Kunshen's complete defeat.

Looking at the two figures that were not far and near, Cen Rui couldn't help but feel curious, and lowered his voice: "What's going on

Liang Yifan buried his head in thought.

Using him as a cover, Cen Rui quietly looked back.

The seven groups originally thought that these two might not be able to climb the wall, but they did not expect that one would move faster than the other.

The school tyrants supported and pulled each other, and finally crossed the wall. Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun, who finally came out, had been waiting outside for a long time.

It's just that the lead of the two bosses didn't last long. A group of people were discussing where to eat, and the two of them fell to the back after walking.

And it's getting closer.

Shadows fell under the street lights, and they didn't know what they were talking about, it almost seemed to be stuck together.

Cen Rui retracted his gaze and buried his head in thought.

"Friend, let's discuss."

Jin Linkun rubbed the tip of his nose and followed Yu Sheng: "We've all come out, can we—"

Yu Sheng was indifferent: "No."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Jin Linkun: "A friend is just a piece of candy, it won't affect the fact that I will accompany you to dinner..."

Yu Sheng said in his heart that who would use you to accompany him to dinner, he raised his head and glanced at him, lukewarm: "If I remember correctly, I will give you one."

Jin Linkun is very frank: "one is not enough."

"… "

With reason and evidence, Yu Sheng looked at him and opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute it.

In the classroom, Yu Sheng actually found out that Jin Linkun touched the second candy in his schoolbag.

Jin Linkun probably didn't want him to not find out. While watching Sudoku, his hand naturally reached into his schoolbag and accurately found the inner bag containing the sugar.

Accurately, Yu Sheng couldn't help but admire this ability to listen to the ears and see the six roads with eyes from all directions.

People's tastes will change. After the second year of junior high, Yu Sheng didn't like to eat too sweet things.

With the candy, he didn't plan to eat it. Seeing that he came to get it himself, Yu Sheng didn't care, and just let the candy lay on his table.

It didn't take long for the seven groups to discuss going out to eat.

Jin Linkun was still trying to regain the candy he was holding, and Yu Sheng had no doubt that if he really let go of him, he would find a reason to walk back to the dormitory.

Glancing at him, Yu Sheng put the candy in his pocket in front of him, took a few quick steps, and followed the large army in front.

The roommate's attitude was too firm, Jin Linkun fought for a while to no avail, so he had to temporarily save his living strength and speed up his pace.

Unlike high school, it is attached to N University, where the students are freer after seven o'clock. This street becomes more lively the later it is, and it is considered a half night market.

The first half of the show was all about the food trucks that started in the evening. The aroma of deep-fried barbecue wafted domineeringly everywhere, and occasionally mixed with the aroma of salty and sweet sauces.

Regardless of whether it is clean or not, it will definitely attract people's footsteps to the greatest extent.

Seven groups of students went through the snack CBD in a mighty way, discussed for a long time, and finally settled on a small rotary hot pot.

Said to be a small hot pot, in fact, it is a small induction cooker per person.

The ingredients are strung together with bamboo sticks, and they are rotated on the crawler at a constant speed.

Kong Jiahe, the deputy team leader, opened his mouth and tried to remind: "This way of selling does not differentiate the price, the profits are shared equally, and it is easy to get ingredients with a much higher price than the value..."

Xia Junhua said concisely: "Eat or not?"

"..." Kong Jiahe shut up and tried to integrate into the group.

During the summer vacation, there was no one in the store, and the seven groups directly booked the venue.

Jin Linkun all sat down, feeling that he was qualified to try again, and tried to ask Yu Sheng for the candy.

Yu Sheng didn't expect him to be so persistent, and couldn't help but have a headache: "You're not childish... Let's go back and talk about it."

He didn't think there was anything special about this sentence, but Jin Linkun was obviously appeased by a certain word. He finally stopped talking with satisfaction, and lowered his head to study the simple hot pot.

The sauce is next to each table, and the meat and drinks have to be ordered separately, and the money is counted together at the checkout.

The leader of the seven groups made a round of statistics, went around Jin Linkun and Yu Sheng, and stammered: "Kun God, Sheng, Brother Sheng—"

When the place was decided, the team leader of the seventh group was not really sure that the two would agree to come here.

Especially Jin Linkun, those shirts on him that look expensive, no matter how you look at them, they don't match the style of a small hot pot restaurant in a night market.

The leader of the seventh group was worried that when he opened his mouth, he would order options such as freshly squeezed juice and hand-ground coffee.

Yu Sheng often went out to eat with people from the third middle school. He didn't realize the worry of the team leader of the seventh group.

"… "

It was a little quiet around, Yu Sheng raised his head: "?"

Team Seven Leader: "..."

This option was also something he didn't expect.

"Underage, inappropriate."

Jin Linkun was very kind, patted Yu Sheng on the shoulder, and helped to change the answer: "Two bottles of nutrition express."

Yu Sheng seriously suspected that this person was taking the opportunity to take revenge on him for calling him naive, so he avoided his hand: "How do you know that I am underage?"

Jin Linkun is very inscrutable: "Watch the stars at night."

The team leader of the seventh group left quickly with the high hopes of two bottles of Nutrition Express, Jin Linkun came over and helped him increase the power of the small hot pot: "I also know that you are nine months and seven days away from your birthday. "

Yu Sheng: "…"

Basic information sheet.

It has the date of birth on it.

Unexpectedly, this person actually looked at the watch carefully and even remembered it. Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead and suddenly regretted how he didn't fill in February 30th.

The small hot pot was not big at first, and the power was turned up by one gear, and the soup bottom was bubbling in a blink of an eye, and the heat also transpired.

Yu Sheng took a few vegetables and put them down, stirred them with chopsticks, and watched the hot white air.

Somewhere in the bottom of my heart suddenly shrank slightly, imperceptibly.

Jin Linkun took a bunch of quail eggs and put them in the pot, looked sideways, leaned over, and put the last one into his pot: "What's wrong?"

The white quail eggs fell into the red oil boiling soup and floated up and down.

Yu Sheng lowered his head, poked the tip of his chopsticks lightly, and frowned: "I don't like eating quail eggs."

"Lend your pot to cook it, don't eat it for me."

Jin Linkun has a good temper. Watching Wan Hua Lei slowly turn around, he picked up Chuan Yu Tofu: "Do you want to eat this?"

Yu Sheng did not speak.

Jin Linkun quickly figured out the rules and helped him put the fish tofu into the pot, while comforting him: "You can't be in a hurry about becoming an adult, and you can't be in a hurry. Or you can choose to take a year off school like me, and then To bully the kids in the second year of high school…”

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back, laughed, and pulled the person away: "You're just a kid."

Jin Linkun smiled, didn't argue with him, and turned around to pick up other ingredients.

This store is not very big, almost half of it is filled with a dozen high school students.

For the first time, the top students in the seventh group let themselves go. They had not yet had a good time in the evening self-study.

I don't know if it was inspired by Sheng, the leader of the seventh group asked for a bottle of milk beer, his face flushed, and he pressed Cen Rui's shoulder: "Next time I draw lots, I must wash my hands, I must wash my hands!"

"Okay, wash your hands, three times next time."

Cen Rui is small, trying hard not to be pushed into the hot pot by him, and groping for the misty glasses: "Remember to come to me after washing, I have a bottle of Dabao SOD honey that I have treasured for many years, and I can give you a light, friendship. Price…”

Jin Linkun listened to their commotion while eating, raised his hand to get the dressed dragon beard powder, and his hand suddenly froze.

I don't know when the candy was placed between the two.

A little more on his side, lying quietly, as if it appeared out of nowhere.

Jin Linkun picked up the candy and looked up.

Yu Sheng was scooping up the sweet potato chips that were about to be boiled in the pot, and was so busy that he didn't even have time to pay attention to him.

In a crowded storefront, the red soup was turning over in a small pot, the pale white steam was steaming up, and it was stained with the thick eyelashes of the teenager.

Jin Linkun held his chopsticks and looked at him unconsciously for a while.

Probably because his sight was too obvious, Yu Sheng failed to save the last small piece of sweet potato, put down his chopsticks and looked up: "Why are you looking at me?"

"Ah." Jin Linkun recovered and smiled, "Thinking about something."

Yu Sheng was trapped by him, and he said, "What are you thinking?"

Jin Linkun didn't speak again immediately, lowered his head, stirred in the pot, and tapped the floating quail egg with the tip of his chopsticks.

Yu Sheng couldn't stand someone who only spoke halfway, frowned, and moved closer: "If you have something to say, you—"

Jin Linkun raised his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The eyes of the two met, and Yu Sheng's chest was inexplicably stagnant.

His eyebrows twitched, subconsciously wanting to look away, but suddenly there was a sound from the opposite side.

"I was thinking... what did I say right."

Jin Linkun smiled, his voice was slow and slow, and it passed through the crowd and the noise of the hot pot, as if it was shaking gently in his chest: "Speak more in the future, so that you can change your candy."

Until he finished eating the hot pot, Yu Sheng didn't let go and tell him which sentence was right.

The students in the seventh group have been well behaved for more than ten years, and many of them are doing such an exciting thing for the first time.

Because the building was closed at ten o'clock, he was strictly rejected by the team leader of the seven groups, leading a group of academic masters, helping each other in an orderly manner and preparing to climb over the wall.

Yu Sheng was inexplicably shocked by the strict self-management awareness of the academic bullies, and couldn't help but help out, helping the last few students who were struggling to get on the wall smoothly.

The last of the seven group leaders, clinging to the wall with one hand, tried to reach out to him: "Brother Sheng! Hurry up, I can't last long—"

Seeing his posture as if he was filming a battle movie, Yu Sheng couldn't help but mute slightly.

The wall of N is very friendly. Yu Sheng sat down against the wall, and threw the team leader who was clinging to the wall into the arms of the boys who were waiting to pick up: "Go back, I will digest."

His skills look too nimble, and he is indeed capable of surviving alone in a late-night snack street.

After a short meal, the seven groups of people had already called "Brother Sheng" very smoothly, waved goodbye to him reluctantly, and lurked back to the dormitory in an orderly manner.

Yu Sheng sat on the wall and blew the wind for a while.

When the group of people climbed over the wall just now, he discovered that Jin Linkun had disappeared, silently, and he didn't know where he went.

Considering that an adult can't be lost anyway, Yu Sheng is not in a hurry to look for it.

The night wind was cool, and it was very comfortable to blow. I don't know if it was too spicy or for some other reason, and the temperature of the red face and ears completely cooled.

Yu Sheng yawned and slid down the wall with a push, just bumping into someone.

Tall, looking thin but muscular, his shirt still smelled of hot pot.

Yu Sheng: "…"

Why did this person have the problem of walking without moving

Kankan stopped the preparation to either dodge or start, Yu Sheng pushed Jin Linkun, who had been missing for almost ten minutes, away, and tugged at his clothes: "Where did you go?"

Jin Linkun took advantage of the situation to take two steps back, and raised the oolong tea ice cream cone in his hand: "The queue is quite long to buy ice cream."

He compared the two ice creams for a while, and handed the one that was still in good shape to Yu Sheng: "I told you, I guess you didn't hear it."

"When? Next time you're louder..."

When he came back, the road was too noisy, Yu Sheng did not pay attention to what he said at all, he stood in a bright place and picked up the ice cream.

Jin Linkun was inspired by the seven groups of classmates on the road. He told Yu Sheng and left the organization in the middle to queue up.

Considering that the application of the seven groups of students to eat ice cream had just been rejected by the group leader, he felt that this should not be done too arrogantly, and he lowered his voice a little when explaining to Yu Sheng.

As a result, when he looked up, he was already completely single.

He looked for Yu Sheng all the way, and found under the wall where there was no light, guessing if someone had returned to the dormitory. I was wondering if I could climb over the wall without my hands, and the top of my head thumped and fell down.

If it wasn't for the ice cream he had to hold in one hand, he might have been so frightened that he would have hugged him on the spot.

Jin Linkun still remembered his problem: "I just finished eating hot pot, is it okay to eat this?"

"It's not that expensive."

Yu Sheng took it and took a bite: "I'm hungry and it hurts. I'm usually fine."

His stomach is the problem of starvation.

Yu Sheng had just spent those few years alone, and was too young to find the aunt at home by himself.

One time, the person I hired was not very responsible. Every time I was too lazy to cook, I gave Xiaosheng a few dollars and told him to go out and buy something to eat.

Yu Sheng had never touched a street stall in a small restaurant since he was a child. The ten-year-old boy was stubborn and stubborn. He stood on the street with money in his hand and refused to walk. He was so hungry that he didn't know how many meals.

I don't know if it was because of the inexplicable atmosphere in the hot pot restaurant, Yu Sheng ate that ice cream and explained things that he had never mentioned to anyone in such an understatement.

The two turned back to the night market, and Jin Linkun walked with him, eating ice cream one bite after another, before saying, "What happened later?"

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Later?"

... Later, Sheng finally realized that he could fire the nanny and find a new one, and the matter was solved.

The stalls on both sides were brightly lit, the fiery aroma of grilled squid mixed with fried chicken chop, fried potatoes and grilled sausage not to be outdone.

Jin Linkun walked beside him, didn't speak, just walked with him quietly.

It gave him an inexplicable illusion that this person might be by his side after nine months and seven days, and let him have a birthday that someone finally remembers.

Yu Sheng rubbed his hair and laughed out loud first: "Later I thought it was really fucking stupid at the time, how delicious the roadside stalls are."