After the initial stunned, Ye Zhou snorted and said, "What should I be afraid of?"
"Yeah, I'm also very strange." Shang Jin said in confusion, "Is it because you were misunderstood that you liked..."
Before the word "I" came out, Ye Zhou hurriedly got up and covered Shang Jin's mouth, "You're really good enough, we're in the car now!"
Shang Jin blinked, his mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, but his eyes expressed exactly what he wanted to say, "So what?"
Ye Zhou thought about it too. When was Shang Jin afraid of gossip, and he was even very conscious of himself as a gossip. He let go of his hand, sat down on his seat in frustration, glanced at Shang Jin and said, "Hey, is your motto safe as soon as it comes?"
"Motto?" Shang Jin picked up the half-read magazine and said casually, "What's the use of this thing."
It's so natural to look like this... Hateful!
During the journey, Ye Zhou never liked to look at his mobile phone, and most of the time he slept. This time too, he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep in a daze.
Shang Jin was opening the magazine when he suddenly leaned his head on his shoulder. He turned his head, his cheek brushed lightly against the other's hair, his movements stagnant, and his attention was drawn back to the magazine.
This is the first time he has had such close physical contact with his classmates. There is not much weight on his shoulders, but his presence is evident at every moment. This feeling is a bit... unaccustomed, but not annoying.
Shang Jin was not the one who wronged himself, and he would not keep his stiff body in one position because of the weight on his shoulders. Ye Zhou slept for half an hour, and frowned slightly because Shang Jin moved his shoulders. By the time Shang Jin was completely immersed in the contents of the magazine, his body had already gotten used to the weight on his shoulders, and even when he got up, he forgot that he had just been a pillow for an hour.
As Shang Jin got up, Ye Zhou's body fell down. Only then did Shang Jin discover Ye Zhou next to him, and his consciousness returned to the cage. He had already held Ye Zhou's head with his palm quickly.
"It's too dead to sleep." Shang Jin was quite speechless. He supported Ye Zhou and let his head rest on the seat before walking towards the bathroom at the end of the train.
Returning to his seat, within two minutes, Ye Zhou's head rested on Shang Jin's shoulder again.
Shang Jin said to himself, "Is it intentional?"
Ye Zhou moved his fingers and raised the corners of his mouth.
The sky was getting dark, and the train's radio was broadcasting the information about the upcoming station.
"Oh! I slept so well!" Ye Zhou stretched his waist and glanced at Shang Jin from the corner of his eye.
Shang Jin put away the magazine and was preparing to get out of the car, but he didn't pay attention to Ye Zhou at all.
Ye Zhou felt a sense of frustration as he punched cotton. In fact, he didn't sleep well at all... Shang Jin's shoulders were hard and resting, and he liked to move around.
The other party is so "generous" that it seems that he has a small stomach. Ye Zhou put away his childish confrontational behavior, and after the train stopped, he carried his backpack and followed the crowd towards the exit.
Knowing that he and Shang Jin are going their separate ways now, it is the right way to distance themselves from the relationship in the future, but Ye Zhou, as a local, just arrived at Shang Jin, he still leaned over to Shang Jin and asked, "Shang Jin, someone is there. pick you up?"
Shang Jin stopped, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Why, do you want to send me?"
Ye Zhou suddenly felt that his enthusiasm was insulted, especially when the other party emphasized the word "thinking". He pointed to the bus stop in the east and said not to be outdone: "Okay, I will take you by bus. ."
Shang Jin choked, raised his hand slightly and waved at Ye Zhou, and walked out to the west exit without turning his head.
Ye Zhou wiped his nose with his thumb and hummed a little song. When he got to the bus stop where he was going to sit, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Through the window, you can already feel the crowded situation in the compartment, and there are still a bunch of people crowding into the compartment at the door.
Ye Zhou stood at the back of the crowd, hesitating whether to squeeze upwards, but a few girls with luggage came behind and pushed him up.
The car started slowly, and Ye Zhou took advantage of his height to easily hang on the high handrail. The girls in the back were not too tall, and the handrail on the top was a little difficult to support. One of them pulled Ye Zhou's clothes. .
Ye Zhou lowered his head and glanced at her.
The girl blushed a little. She didn't know if she was tired from chasing the car, or she was embarrassed when she saw Ye Zhou. She whispered, "Classmate, can you go inside for a while?"
Ye Zhou glanced inside and said, "It's hard to walk."
"Can you lift your foot, I'm a little unsteady."
Ye Zhou wasn't quite sure what the relationship between raising his foot and the opponent's standing still had anything to do with it, but he still raised his foot very enthusiastically, and then he found that he didn't seem to have a foothold...
I don't know how long it took to maintain the independent shape of the golden rooster, and finally got out of the car before the last nerve was paralyzed.
Looking at the bus that passed away, Ye Zhou actually had a feeling of being reborn after a catastrophe. Looking at the stop sign, Ye Zhou finally understood that it was the last bus, no wonder there were so many people. He hammered his numb legs and limped into the community.
It was past ten o'clock when we got home, and there was no light visible through the crack of the door. Ye Zhou took out the key and opened the door. As expected, the house was empty.
Ye Zhou shrugged, changed his shoes, rolled up his sleeves, cleaned up briefly, and fell asleep on the bed.
The next day Ye Zhou was woken up by the sound of ping-pong-pong at home.
"Mom, you're back."
Mother Ye was mopping the floor when she saw him coming out of the bedroom, "Why are you back?"
Ye Zhou instinctively took a step back and said, "The roommates have all gone home, and I'm fine at school by myself..."
"Are you okay?" Ye's mother raised her voice, "The roommates have all gone back, and there are no foreign objects that interfere with you. What a good learning environment it is. If you don't enrich yourself during the precious vacation, you will waste time on the long road? Are you a college student, can you be a little self-conscious? Have you forgotten your ranking in the comprehensive evaluation of your freshman year? Do you still want to get second place this semester? Do you know that in any situation, if you don’t get the best, everything is futile , there is no difference between the second and last place."
Ye Zhou's hand behind his back couldn't help clenching into a fist. He didn't know how many times he had heard these words since he was a child. He thought he was used to it, but every time he experienced it, his heart still couldn't calm down. In order to make his mother finish the topic quickly, he took a deep breath and said, "I have read books from the library."
"You're a little self-conscious." Ye's mother really stopped lecturing, and said in a soft tone, "Mom also said it was for your own good. Look at your brother, since childhood, which time was not the first? Obviously I will give it to both of you. The educational environment is the same, why can't you catch up with him. During the college entrance examination, you were asked to apply for your brother's university, but you changed your choice willfully. C University is the best university in the country, and your score is also obvious. Enough, why go to a university! After a year, the fire in my heart rose again when I thought about it. "
Ye Zhou didn't want to argue with Ye's mother, so he changed the subject and said, "You haven't been home for a few days?"
"Recently taking high school, school is too busy, and your father is about the same." Mother Ye picked up the mop again and started mopping the floor, as if thinking of something happy, and said briskly, "Your brother will be back in a few days, I will bring Clean the house and help him dry the quilt. It is rare for him to come back once. If you have any problems with your studies, please ask him for advice. Since you are still brothers, those who don’t know will think you are strangers.”
"I'll mop the floor, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye's mother hurriedly interrupted him: "What do you do housework? Did I let you move a finger when you were a child? Provide you with such a good environment and you will improve your grades. Get up, don't let me see any rankings other than number one. Go read books when you have time."
Ye Zhou stopped talking and closed the door directly. He sighed and lay on the bed, because the room had not opened the window for a long time, and there was a damp smell. The thought of sleeping in such a humid environment yesterday made Ye Zhou feel itchy all over. And I don't know what's going on. Even though this room has been closed all the time, there is still a layer of ash on the table.
There is a bathroom in Ye Zhou's room, and the tools in the bathroom are all available. He washed a rag and started scrubbing in the bedroom. It took him an hour to make a toss. After he came out of the bedroom, he passed the next room and glanced casually. There were a pile of medals and trophies on the bookcase. Holding the rag carefully wiping the shiny trophy, Ye Zhou retracted his gaze, poured a glass of water, and quickly returned to the bedroom.
On the desk was the book borrowed from the library yesterday morning. Ye Zhou couldn't read it. He couldn't help taking out the return ticket from his bag.
For the ticket on the 6th, I don't know when his brother will come back.
Ye Zhou put down the ticket, turned on his phone, and searched for the remaining tickets.
quite a lot...