Jin Linkun is very annoying.
If you don't hurry up on a hot day, you have to drag Yu Sheng to take care of the pancake stall's business, so she happily ordered two sets according to the stall owner's report.
Yu Sheng was dragged by his arm, listening to the enthusiastic chat between him and the stall owner, "I came here early in the morning" and "I can do whatever I like", so I really wanted to beat this person on the spot. .
"I've already started taking things, it's not good if I don't..."
After buying the pancakes, Jin Linkun went there and didn't know what to do. He came back with his hands behind his back, and brought two sets of pancakes to Yu Sheng to do his work: "It's not easy to set up a stall on a hot day, and you can't dissuade people from their enthusiasm."
This person is especially good at reasoning as if to bluff people, with a serious tone, as if he was not affected by the curvature of the corners of his mouth that could not be hidden at all.
Yu Sheng Yu Sheng was not stupid enough to stand under the big sun to wait for him, picked an inconspicuous corner, leaned in the shadows and played with his phone for a long time. After finally waiting for this person to come back, he gave him a lukewarm glance: "Laugh if you want, you don't have to bear it."
Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, a bright smile appeared from the bottom of his eyes, and he put his hand on his shoulder: "Friend, just now—"
"Don't move your hands or feet." Yu Sheng raised his hand and rubbed his arm, "Are you hot?"
Instead, the arm tightened. Jin Linkun circled him, handed over the hand behind him, and stuffed the ice cream into Yu Sheng's hand: "It's not hot."
I don't know why this man's strength is so great, Yu Sheng struggled and didn't break free, and before he could react, he was already held into his arms by him.
Yu Sheng was a little confused about what he was going to do, so he frowned and raised his head, wanting to speak, he was meeting Jin Linkun, lowered his head, and buried it in his neck.
Yu Sheng lifted the ice cream in time, while thinking about the difference between his current shape and the Statue of Liberty, he pulled the collar of his clothes back and said, "Why?"
I don't know where Jin Linkun went to buy the ice cream, the matcha flavored ice cream was stuffed into the palm of his hand, and the slightly bitter flavor diluted the sweetness of the milk, and the ice cream trembled a lot higher than the egg roll.
The shadow of the signboard casts down, and pedestrians hurry past covering the sun, coming and going, rushing to their destination, and no one notices the movement in the corner.
Jin Linkun's voice sounded a little soft, but his tone was extraordinarily serious: "Thank you."
Yu Sheng: "…"
That's how much pancake love is.
Yu Sheng was held by him, so he could only lift the ice cream that was in danger of collapsing at any time, and slapped him on the back casually twice: "Thank you, let go quickly, the ice cream is going to melt."
Jin Linkun smiled lightly, released his hand cooperatively, and took a step back: "I'll buy it for you after it's melted."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the kindness that had finally faded in the past few days seemed to come back with these words.
Yu Sheng simply calculated the physical exertion of beating someone up now, and felt that it was still unnecessary. He took a mouthful of ice cream and pulled him: "Hurry up, you have to reverse the car, just tossing it can annoy you to death."
He was just looking for something to say casually, but Jin Linkun seemed to have made up his mind to answer every word, and followed him honestly: "Go to your house, don't bother."
"… "
Yu Sheng decided to shut up.
The bus here leaves every half an hour, and you have to go back to the station again. Yu Sheng took him all the way to change cars and got on the bus, only to suddenly realize what Jin Linkun was thanking him for.
It was the first day of summer camp.
He was shocked by the hellish enthusiasm for learning in this place, and decided to get over the wall as soon as possible, and what to do when he got home.
As a result, halfway through, I saw a very annoying gossip post on the money-spreading garbage forum, saying that Kunshen's popularity in the second year of high school was quite good, but was denied by a group of people, and felt that this person was unusually difficult to get along with.
It's as serious as it is to say it, and it's completely different from the poor bastard in his impression.
He thought about why this roommate was so worrying, he replied to WeChat, bought a pancake and went back.
Yu Sheng finished the last bite of ice cream, turned his head and looked at Jin Linkun who was leaning against the seat.
The bus swayed forward, most of the people were sleepy, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and the sun would still shine in.
Jin Linkun didn't let him lean against the window, he sat in the dazzling light that was bright and dim, with his black eyes closed behind the lenses, neither annoying nor worthy of beating.
Quietly, still holding the cult pancake in his hand.
Yu Sheng stretched out his hand, intending to remove the heat source that increased the temperature first.
As soon as he moved, the people around him immediately opened their eyes.
When Jin Linkun really fell asleep, the brief coldness when he woke up would be a little intimidating. In addition, his eyes are long and narrow, and the color of his eyes is extraordinarily black. A slight squinting of his eyelids can frighten Liang Yifan to sit on the spot.
Yu Sheng is usually the one who beats people, always squinting his eyes as short-sighted and not being able to see clearly, basically unaffected by his habit, he stretched out his arms and tucked the curtains forcefully twice.
I thought about closing my eyes and resting for a while, but I accidentally fell asleep.
Jin Linkun paused for a while before regaining his senses. He turned his head to look at Yu Sheng, his eyes curved behind the lenses.
Very quiet, as soon as the sun fell, it was like being caught in the depths, the pupils were dark, and there was no special emotion.
Yu Sheng met his gaze and couldn't help frowning.
…I don’t know what this person dreamed about.
Not too used to his expression, Yu Sheng peeled off the candy and stuffed it into his mouth, lowered his head and grabbed the pancake in Jin Linkun's hand: "Promise... If you want to sleep, sleep well, I'll take it for you."
"No, it's hot."
Jin Linkun turned his wrist slightly, and the other hand came over and pulled his arm: "Yu Sheng."
Yu Sheng: "Why?"
Jin Linkun didn't speak, but called him again.
… it started again.
Yu Sheng: "If you have something to say, just shut up."
Jin Linkun closed his mouth politely, still pulling his arm, the corners of his lips raised, and he closed his eyes and leaned back.
He didn't fall asleep this time, but he didn't want to let go of his hand for some reason.
Knowing that her roommate has always been soft-hearted, Jin Linkun closed her eyes dozingly, thinking about how she could pretend to sleep for a while longer, when Yu Sheng, who was beside her, moved suddenly.
Yu Sheng didn't retract his arm, and with a little effort he touched his pocket with one hand, and after fiddling for a while, an earphone was stuffed into his ear.
There was a bit of cool fingertips brushing his ear, and the brisk piano music poured in.
Jin Linkun instinctively held his breath, but before he could react, his glasses had already been taken off.
His eyes, which were a little hot from the sun, were covered by the palms of his hands, and he rubbed it twice, and an impatient voice sounded in his ears: "Okay, go to sleep."
Jin Linkun raised the corners of his lips slightly, and relaxed under the cool palm obediently.
I don't know if it was because the coolness on the eyelids was too comfortable, or because the piano was too good to listen to. This time, the bus didn't sway for a long time, and he really fell asleep.
The distance between the two cities is actually not that far, that is, the bus does not take the expressway, and drives to the destination in a leisurely manner.
Jin Linkun was woken up by Yu Sheng, only to realize that he had slept the whole way.
"Did you wake up?"
Yu Sheng was afraid that he would cross the road before he woke up, so he carried the pancake in one hand and the other, and waited for the red light on the side of the pedestrian crossing: "If you don't wake up, wait until you go back to sleep before you go back to sleep. Be mentally active first."
Jin Linkun let him pull, rubbed his sore neck, and followed behind him honestly: "I woke up, I slept very well."
In fact, he was not sleepy at all, and he didn't know what was going on. Sitting together, the two of them wore a pair of headphones, and unconsciously, a certain idea in his heart fell bit by bit.
He was so safe that he didn't want to do anything, and he didn't want to think about anything.
The location where the bus was parked was in the middle of the third middle school and the provincial key point. Jin Linkun was not familiar with this area. He crossed the road and couldn't help but look around.
Looking up, Yu Sheng was still waiting for him not far ahead.
Jin Linkun quickened two steps to follow: "Yu Sheng."
Yu Sheng stopped and turned around to wait for him to write.
Jin Linkun raised his hand and put it on his shoulder: "When the school starts, how about I transfer to your school?"
Yu Sheng: "…"
"I'm serious." Jin Linkun was very serious once, holding his hand that touched his forehead, feeling a little depressed, "I don't have a fever."
Yu Sheng ruthlessly broke his serious dream: "Not so good, your principal will probably chase our principal to the ends of the earth with the sickle sculpture of your school."
There is a sickle sculpture at the key point of the province, which is very stream of consciousness. Yu Sheng has been to their school twice, and the impression is already very deep. I always feel that this thing can play a different role when the zombies are besieging the city.
When he insisted on going to No. 3 Middle School, he was talked to by the principal of the private school several times, and even got blocked at the entrance of No. 3 Middle School several times. He knew very well what the status of a student in the whole province like Jin Linkun was in high school.
No matter what happened in the first place, it would be enough to make Jin Linkun take a break from school for one year, and it would be enough for the principal to bleed.
Jin Linkun had no way to refute, regretfully dismissed the idea, and continued to follow him forward, looking carefully at the road around him.
When he started to take out his mobile phone and memorize the name of the shop on the corner, Yu Sheng finally couldn't help it: "Didn't you go to school next door to me?"
"Theoretically yes, but I only know the road at the main entrance."
Jin Linkun put down his phone and raised his head honestly: "To be precise, I only know the road from the bus stop at the entrance of our school to the main entrance."
"… "
Taking into account the other aspects of this person's survival skills, Yu Sheng was not surprised at all, took a deep breath, and grabbed the person who might have been lost at some point: "Then how on earth did you run to the back wall that day? Did you go, lost your way?"
"Ah?" Jin Linkun was stunned when he asked him, and touched the tip of his nose: "... That's it."
The answer was a little hard to say no matter how he heard it, Yu Sheng glanced at him, didn't ask any more questions, and dragged him around the street and into his own community.
Jin Linkun originally thought that remembering the road would be a very difficult challenge, but when he looked up, he had already reached the end, and couldn't help being surprised: "So easy to find?"
"Two turns in total."
Yu Sheng's house is very close to the back wall of the school. He goes to school by inertia every day in his sleep, and he can't experience the joy of turning around.
Jin Linkun nodded and wrote it down on the memo on his phone.
Yu Sheng swiped his card, pressed the floor of his own elevator, and glanced at his screen: "... why do you remember this."
"Recognize the door."
Jin Linkun rolled his eyes, put away his phone, and stood beside him: "Maybe it will be used when."