As soon as Chi Yu opened the door, he saw Fu Zhiyan leaning on the railing with his head down. He was not wearing a school uniform today, and the loose black sweater made his lips red and teeth white. For some reason, Chi Yu looked at the white sweater on his body, and felt like a soda pop that had been opened, and sweet bubbles gurgled out in his heart.
Fu Zhiyan turned his head, and saw the boy smirk with his head lowered, his brows and eyes gentle.
"I didn't stay in bed today."
Chi Yu's ears were hot, he coughed twice, and whispered as he walked over to him, "I didn't stay in bed at all."
Today is the rehearsal for the festival, and the morning reading and the first two classes have all been cancelled. Hearing this news yesterday, Chi Yu's mouth was almost grinning to his temples, and he was finally able to sleep in just right. When Fu Zhiyu was about to finish class, he suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice: "I'll find you tomorrow morning."
At three o'clock in the morning, Chi Yu stared at the pattern on the ceiling with wide eyes, listening to the ticking sound of the clock hands in his ears, and was very awake. He has lived for more than ten years, and for the first time he is worried about what to wear tomorrow. Since childhood, relatives and neighbors have called him Hanger, saying that he looks good and looks good in everything he wears. Chi Yu turned over on the bed and muttered to himself: Fart, how can someone look good in anything.
However, Fu Zhian seemed to look good in everything he wore, and even the tattered school uniform was put on him, which made him look a little classy.
This thought only flashed for a few seconds, and Chi Yu suddenly bounced off the bed, wanting to give himself a few big mouths. How did this become a licking dog of Fu Zhieu? Lick the dog to the end, nothing.
So when Fu Zhian carried him and sat in the wonton shop, Chi Yu turned his head away after gulping at the steaming shepherd's purse wontons in front of him.
"I do not want to eat."
The boy on the opposite side bent his mouth, he sent the spoon forward and said with a smile, "Come and try it, it's my fault if you're unhappy."
Chi Yu coughed twice, then he waved his hand with chopsticks: "You put it in my bowl, it's too hot."
Fu Zhiyu put the spoon to his mouth and blew it a few times before handing it over, his light brown eyes sparkling.
"Be obedient, open your mouth."
There were a lot of people in the breakfast shop. Two good-looking boys sitting in the shop were already conspicuous, but now the two gave way because of a wonton, and they inadvertently attracted a lot of attention. Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhi'an's hand in mid-air, and opened his mouth to eat it without thinking. Because he was afraid that others would see him, he moved quickly, and the tip of his tongue accidentally touched the spoon.
He just took out a new one from the chopstick holder, and before he could hand it to Fu Zhian, he saw Fu Zhian take a sip of soup from the spoon he used.
"Look at what I'm doing."
"Why not?" Chi Yu stammered, then lowered his head to eat, Fu Zhian looked at the young man's crimson ears, and the end of his eyes seemed to be mixed with honey. The school's art festival is a chance for a day off for students who devote themselves to studying every day. When Wang Xiao saw Chi Yu in a white sweater leaning against the door, he walked over with wide-eyed eyes.
"Damn it, Brother Chi actually came to the festival?" Wang Xiao sighed and continued, "If I hadn't played some dwarf and went online earlier, Brother Chi, even if you want to be influenced by art, you don't need to come to school."
Chi Yu frowned and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's none of your business."
No matter whether you like to watch the programs of the festival, as long as you don't have to do your homework, everyone will smile like a flower. Chi Yu stood in the backstage and looked at Fu Zhiyan who was wearing a green tree performance costume not far away. Because his whole body was wrapped in a vertical bucket, he stood straight to the side.
Chi Yu thought about it and walked to Fu Zhiyu, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the sweat on his forehead little by little. Fu Zhiyan didn't say anything, his long and narrow eyes stared at him, his eyes fell on his face, Chi Yu only felt that his face was hot and scary. He shook the tissue and covered it all over the boy's face, and said expressionlessly, "You are fucking lazy, wipe it yourself."
The boy's footsteps were chaotic when he left, and Chi Yu stepped aside and breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't leave just now, he might have to kiss him.
Their class's program came in third, and the stereo on the front stage was playing electronic music like smashing pots and selling iron. The boys on the stage seemed to be drinking too much and going crazy. The eyes of the director of the auditorium were almost cramping, and the few people on the stage pretended not to watch. The key high school art festival successfully turned into a 36-line KTV night show.
Chi Yu buttoned his ears impatiently, he glanced at Fu Zhiyan, who was wearing a green face and expressionless, and cursed in a low voice.
"I'm so fucked up, Fu Zhiyun doesn't even have a word, I'm running here to see a fart."
The sizzling sound on the stage finally came to an end, Chi Yu hooked his head to see which things were dead and alive, but was staggered by someone behind him. The man didn't even have time to apologize, he stumbled and muttered in front of the classmates, his face that was smiling like a flower just turned dark in an instant, and even Fu Zhian's face was not very relaxed.
"Chen Jiameng's stomach is suddenly uncomfortable, and now I can't stand up in the toilet." Wang Xiao sat on the ground with his head down and muttered in a low voice, "Chen Jiameng can't come to play the piano, we won't be able to get up there."
Wang Xiao was a little lost. He was originally unwilling to let him play the dwarf, but after so many days of rehearsal, he even dreamed at night with the dwarf's lines. The backstage was silent, and the host in front of the stage had already announced the act twice, but they still didn't move.
"Why not?" Chen Lin's eyes were flushed. She didn't know how much effort she put into this drama. Although she didn't think she was Snow White, she was still the second female lead.
Chi Yu sighed and raised his head, but it happened to meet Fu Zhiyan's gaze, he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows at him. Because of being in the costume for a long time, Fu Zhiyu's fair skin was a little red, and the clean facial features and the unnatural blush on his cheeks, Chi Yu turned his head a little unnaturally.
"The song you want to play." Chi Yu said coldly, he rubbed his hair twice, and then said dryly, "Is there a score?"
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I'm too embarrassed to come up and update... A certain sister please tell grandma that I've updated again...