Half a month later, Zhuang Ze and Zhou Yunchen participated in a math competition together.
Zhuang Ze thought it was absurd. Zhou Yunchen had good grades, so it was a matter of course for him to participate. What was he
Oh, since he likes Zhou Yunchen, he has liked everything he likes, including boring mathematics.
Mathematics is not love, as long as you treat it wholeheartedly, it will reward you with beautiful fruits.
At the end of the competition, the team leader took them to dinner, and Zhuang Ze sat with Zhou Yunchen for the first time.
He is now in control of himself and can completely ignore him. Just being so close, my heart still beats a little faster, and the indescribable joy makes the food in front of me delicious.
He didn't know what the people at the table said, but he remembered clearly what Zhou Yunchen said.
He confronted him.
Zhuang Ze was very grateful for his memory. He remembered it clearly and said it clearly. When he saw the smile on the corner of Zhou Yunchen's mouth, he felt that he was closer to him, which was great.
Everyone drank, Zhuang Ze was very good, and Zhou Yunchen was also good.
Everyone at the table was drunk, but the two of them were sober. No, he shouldn't be awake either, he felt that Zhou Yunchen was looking at him all the time, he felt that Zhou Yunchen's eyes were glued to him, he felt that Zhou Yunchen wanted to talk to him.
Must be drunk, otherwise how could there be such a beautiful dream.
When leaving the hotel, a touch of gold in the night pierced Zhuang Ze like a thorn.
Luo Huiyan ran over, her cheeks were blushing, and her eyes were full of water vapor: "I don't love him, I just want to anger you, let's reconcile, shall we reconcile?"
Zhuang Zeru was struck by lightning, and that little bit of drunkenness disappeared completely. He woke up from a dream, and the pain in reality made him embarrassed.
Zhou Yunchen looked at him, saw his pale face and trembling lips at a glance, and even more clearly saw the pain and unwillingness in his eyes.
Zhou Yunchen pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't even notice the girl jumping into his arms.
Luo Huiyan buried happily in front of his chest, the sweetness at the corner of her mouth turned into poison, corroding Zhuang Ze's chest.
Zhuang Ze forced a smile: "I... I'll send them back."
Zhou Yunchen was expressionless: "Well."
Zhuang Ze turned and left, sincerely envious of drunk people, how good it is to be drunk, even if disaster strikes, they are not afraid.