Yang Mo kept making up lessons for Mi Shu until her college entrance examination.
After this incident, Hao Yan and Mi Shu's mother invited him to stay by Mi Shu's side during the final sprint.
Although he wanted to be able to tutor Mishu in his studies. But he is a very realistic person. He usually doesn't like to talk about feelings, and most of what he does is down-to-earth for interests.
Considering that he was about to end his term, Yang Mo weighed it and didn't want to agree... However, he recently had a quarrel with Lao Yang on the phone, and he was so desperate that Yang Mo had the idea of not going back for the summer vacation - how to survive is a problem question.
Hao Yan promised to pay more.
Yang Mo agreed again.
He has passed the mid-term, isn't it the end of the term
Yang Mo thought so - this was called "animal language" by Lu Youqi, that is, it was not a human utterance.
Mishu will have an exam in early June. Five days in advance, she said that the adjustment had been almost made, so that Yang Mo was relieved and returned to the class group after a long absence.
Yang Mo will start the examinations in various subjects one after another. As soon as he was busy, he forgot about Han Shiyu.
Lu Youqi hadn't seen Han Shiyu for too long, and felt strange in his heart. He had already confirmed that his roommate might have had a conflict with his younger brother. So he couldn't help but ask: "Did you bully your little brother so hard that he ignores you."
Yang Mo buried himself in the review, his mood was originally a bundle of dry wood, and Lu Youqi insisted on striking a match for him.
Yang Mo said annoyed, "Don't mention him to me."
"What's wrong. Is it his fault or you owe it again."
Yang Mo said: "He."
Lu Youqi tutted a few times, picked up the phone, shook it, and said, "Okay, don't die, Han Shiyu told me."
As soon as Yang Mo's pen stopped, a puddle of ink came out. He turned his head and asked, "What did he say?"
"Hey, you care." Lu Youqi raised his eyebrows and said, "Finally realized that you are not human anymore?"
Yang Mo: "..."
He swallowed his anger and said, "...what did he say."
Lu Youqi raised his eyebrows: "I lied to you."
On the fourth floor of Haishi North Building, Lu suffered a very wonderful beating.
…
Yang Mo met Lin Chu. while in the supermarket.
There is the last bowl of knife-cut wide noodles left in the supermarket, Jinmailang's.
Yang Mo and Lin Chu stretched out their hands at the same time. Then they looked at each other and laughed.
Lin Chu: "Long time no see."
Yang Mo said: "I've been busy recently, so I don't have time to pass."
Lin Chu smiled: "Mr. Cheng has been talking about you."
Yang Mo sneered: "It would be nice if he didn't point his nose to scold me."
The two were talking, and when Yang Mo saw that Lin Chu bought another bunch of instant noodles, he took care of his health.
Lin Chu shrugged and explained, "I don't have time to go to the cafeteria, and I'm not used to ordering takeout."
Lin Chu glanced at the dazzling array in front of him and said, "I plan to eat every flavor of instant noodles before graduation. It's a 'talk'."
Yang Mo found it interesting and said, "How much experience do you have so far?"
Lin Chu smiled and said, "Half of this shelf."
Yang Mo: "Which one do you think is the best."
Lin Chu pointed to the instant noodles that he and Yang Mo wanted to get together, and said, "This."
Yang Mo: "It's a coincidence."
Lin Chu joked: "We are competitors."
Emotions can be very contagious when you are with people who are similar to you.
Yang Mo couldn't help but relax with the brief conversation. He said, "Didn't Xie Chenmin bring you food?"
As soon as the casual words came out, Yang Mo was stunned.
He frowned, his brain suddenly began to heat up, and he suspected his eardrums.
Why would you ask this question yourself.
Why did he think that this person would bring food to Lin Chu
Lin Chu didn't expect Yang Mo to know Xie Chenmin, so he blinked a few times. Then he smiled: "The difference between the west school and the east school is still quite far. It's okay to come here occasionally, but it will be too troublesome in the long run."
Lin Chu asked, "How did you know him?"
Yang Mo: "...I know his roommate."
Lin Chu: "That's it."
"I heard..." Yang Mo turned his attention away, turned to the bagged instant noodles on the shelf, resisted the urge to twist a pack, and said, "...You guys are together."
After a while, Lin Chu calmly said, "Well."
Yang Mo accidentally crushed a corner of the stewed chicken with mushrooms. When he came back to his senses, he had no choice but to put the bag in his hand.
Lin Chu looked at the green bag, as if thinking of some flavorful memories, and said involuntarily, "...Do you like this flavor?"
Yang Mo rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "It's okay."
Lin Chu didn't explain too much, and continued to stock up on his "food". Yang Mo didn't expect him to be so indifferent, he followed him with a heavy heart, and took a few items.
Lin Chu: "You seem to have something to say to me?"
Yang Mo stopped and looked at him.
He thought it would be awkward when he met Lin Chu again, but in fact it wasn't, it was still the same.
Yang Mo's head rushed, and he murmured, "How do you distinguish between friendship and love?"
Lin Chu blinked and smiled.
"If you want to kiss him." Lin Chu said, "That's it."
Yang Mo blurted out: "Absolutely not."
The air freezes.
Lin Chu: "?"
Yang Mo: "..."
Lin Chu: "You are..."
Yang Mo: "No."
Lin Chu understood: "Oh."
When Lin Chu walked all the way to the cash register, there was always a smile on his face. How was Yang Mo awkward? Finally, he bit the bullet and explained, "Really not."
Cashier: "Sir, can't you find what you want to buy?"
Yang Mo: "It's okay."
Lin Chu: "I know."
But the focus is obviously not on the answer, but on why he struggles with this question.
"If the other party wants to, you don't feel disgusted." Lin Chu said, "That's probably the same."
By the time Yang Mo settled the bill, the cashier's sister had been looking at him for a long time with the barcode scanner: "Sir?"
Yang Mo came out of his mind for the second time and saw that the goods were full at some point.
He remembered his pitiful Alipay, and embarrassedly said to the cashier, "I'll go and put it down..."
Lin Chu led a large plastic bag and waited for him outside with a railing. He stopped Yang Mo: "I'll pay for you?"
"No, thank you," Yang Mo said, "If you have something to do, go back first."
"Okay," Lin Chu said with a smile, waving something in his hand at him, "Good luck."
Yang Mo took a closer look and found that what he had in his hand was the only one box of knives-cut wide noodles left.
Yang Mo: "..."
…
Yang Mo went out.
The East and West schools of Shouda University each have a lake, which was encircled when the school was established. The east campus is near the dormitory building, and the west campus is near the No. 4 canteen.
One of them is called waste sleep, and the other is called forgetful food. The person who named it probably wanted to deal with the first-class wastes who only sleep and eat.
Forgetting to eat is very close to the supermarket. At night, the lake will be lit with lights, which will be reflected in the lake together with the brightness of the cafeteria. There will be couples walking around and old men and women playing Tai Chi.
The lake is surrounded by a circle of limestone railings, and there are many people lying on the top to watch the scenery.
Yang Mo walked over in a distraught state.
Then take a step back.
He turned his head and looked at the four people beside the railing.
First of all, there are four people.
should be.
Yang Mo believes that people should make correct responses to physiological needs. For example, sunglasses are used for shading, and if the lights at night are not dazzling at all, there should be no need to wear them.
Apparently the sunglasses were not used for these four people's faces.
That is another use. Judging from the girls who are constantly surrounded by the past and the rising rate of turning backs, this use is probably - used to pretend.
Secondly, these four people looked familiar to him.
Yang Mo: "..."
The three lavishly leaned against the stone railing, as if the lake was planted by my family. The other was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, exuding a magnetic field of mutual repulsion that I didn't want to be in the company of these three people.
Zhou Yi: "Why am I here?"
Han Shiyu: "The F4 you promised, you can't miss it."
Liu Mu had long hair, and he casually tied a small chirp on the back of his head. Six generations of eyes were written on the back of his coat. He waved to the girl passing by riding a shared bicycle, turned his head, and said with a smile, "You didn't come last time."
Zhou Yi pushed aside the arms that the two were trying to hook up, and said, "When did I say I would join that what..." He said in a hard way, "... Fahrenheit is already in charge of the institute?"
Liu Mu and Han Shiyu corrected together: "It's F4."
Zhou Yi said shamefully, "Is there a difference!"
Liu Mu has more female friends than these three people combined, and they also come from various departments. Greeted throughout.
And Xie Chenmin kept silent, staring at the supermarket's exit.
Lin Chu went to the electronics area to buy headphones, so it came out later than Yang Mo. Yang Mo crossed his arms and grabbed his two packs of stewed chicken with mushrooms in one hand, watching what the four Nezhas would make next.
Suddenly, Xie Chenmin turned serious and said, "Come on."
Carrying a large bag of instant noodles, Lin Chu turned on his mobile phone at the exit and found a bicycle. A white earphone was plugged into his ear, and a faint fluorescence reflected on his face.
Han Shiyu poked Zhou Yi with his elbow.
Zhou Yi did not move, and Liu Mu urged again.
Zhou Yi: "Ah—"
Han Shiyu: "Whoever lost the big risk in women's clothing, do I want to show you the handprint again?"
Zhou Yi had to bite the bullet and go with them.
He took the sunglasses in his hand.
In an instant, the situation changed dramatically, and everywhere seemed to be multiplied—the pedestrians looking back, the woman covering her mouth and laughing, and the scorpion looking up with her jaws open, all their expressions and movements slowed down when they saw this scene.
The four people who walked side by side also moved slowly, or put their hands in their pockets, or their jackets were open, or they brushed away the hair that was blowing in the face, and stepped away from the sudden wind. In the sky, I heard the "Superstar of Troubled Times" that suddenly sounded.
Yang Mo: "..."
If there is no good appearance support, this will probably be passed on to the first major forum and become a prize for confusing human behavior.
After hearing the exclamations and laughter next to him, Lin Chu turned his head and looked at the source of the sound.
Lin Chu: "..."
Xie Chenmin and the three took off their sunglasses. smiled at him.
Lin Chu, who was bathed in more and more eyes, was quiet for a while. Then, he turned his head blankly.
Put on your earphones, swipe the locks, get on the bike, and walk away.
The superstars of troubled times are blowing in the wind.
It seems that no one wants to be associated with these four shameful things.
Xie Chenmin: "Senior—"
Lin Chu rode faster and even stood up to ride.
The child led by the old man raised his head and asked, "Grandma, what are they doing?"
Grandma: "Don't look."
Yang Mo held his forehead, he was not very far from them, but he was hidden in the darkness and was not noticeable.
Liu Mu put his elbows on Xie Chenmin's shoulders and said, "Brother, maybe the cards are not very big."
Xie Chenmin raised her eyebrows, pointed her chin to the free bicycle, and said, "Chase."
"..." Zhou Yi said in a cold and sullen voice, "Actually, I still have homework tonight."
Han Shiyu reminded him: "Women's clothes, handprints, understand?"
Zhou Yisheng is helpless.
When Han Shiyu was about to take out his phone from his pocket, he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away.
Just one more glance in the crowd, and the two looked at each other.
Yang Mo: "..."
He suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar.
Sure enough, Han Shiyu blurted out: "Senior?"
The three of them heard his voice and looked over. So did the crowd of interested onlookers.
Yang Mo's face was expressionless, he put on his earphones, zipped up the zipper, turned around and started, and walked away.
Han Shiyu: "Hey, senior—"
Yang Mo walked faster and even ran.