The quiet morning ended in a commotion. At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the villa and started today's activities.
The morning was used for study, mainly foreign language oral practice. The organizer invited many foreign teachers, the teachers were all good and everyone studied very seriously. After lunch, we were organized to watch a foreign movie together. This movie contained a lot of oral pronunciation methods learned today, which can help consolidate the knowledge points.
Chi Le leaned against Sheng Zhuo and yawned lazily. The curtains were drawn and the room was dark. Only the big screen was lit. The quiet environment made people drowsy.
The movie scenes changed and the room became dim and bright.
Sheng Zhuo turned his head to look at him and found that there was a hint of annoyance between his brows, and the corners of his eyes were slightly drooping, "Are you sleepy?"
Actually, Chi Le slept very well last night. He didn't feel sleepy, but just stuffy. The doors and windows were closed here, the air was stuffy, and the back of his neck was throbbing with discomfort, as if something was trying to break out from under his skin, making him restless and irritable.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Sheng Zhuo stood up, patted his shoulder, and took him out through the back door.
Fang Younian looked back and curled his lips secretly, "You're not taking us with you."
Chen Yunzhou smiled and also found it a little strange. He had never seen Sheng Zhuo care so much about anyone before. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Sheng Zhuo regarded Chi Le as a classmate, friend, buddy, or something else. Thinking of a certain possibility, he took a breath in doubt and looked at their backs inquiringly.
I have to say, the two of them look really good together. Two tall and thin teenagers standing side by side make it hard to look away.
The sun is shining brightly outside, and the afternoon sun brings warmth to my body. The villa area is well greened, with evergreen trees planted on both sides of the road. The scenery is pleasant even in winter.
Chi Le breathed in the fresh air, and all the annoyance he had just felt disappeared, and he smiled with his eyes curved.
Sheng Zhuo walked beside him, turned around and smiled helplessly, "Everything is written on your face."
Chi Le looked up at him, "What's written on my face? Why don't you guess what I want to do now."
Sheng Zhuo looked at his fair and tender face that was trying to lift up, curled his lips and smiled, moved his nose slightly, smelled the sweet smell coming from not far away, raised the corner of his lips with a smile, "I guess you want to buy milk tea."
Chi Le's eyes widened and he touched his face in disbelief, "You can even see this?"
Sheng Zhuo chuckled, stretched out a finger to hook his hood, and led him towards the gate.
Chi Le freed the hat from his hand and was laughing when he suddenly became aware of a pair of eyes glued to him. This sticky gaze brought with it a familiar feeling of nausea.
He frowned and looked over, but saw nothing. Only a kitten standing in the corner, licking its paw lazily.
"What's wrong?" Sheng Zhuo looked in the direction of his gaze, but saw nothing. It was an ordinary corner of the room, no different from other places.
Chi Le pursed his lips slightly and shook his head absentmindedly.
He always felt like there was a pair of eyes following him, and he kept looking back along the way. He was in a bad mood until he pushed the door and walked into the milk tea shop and smelled the sweet aroma inside, then he relaxed.