Shen Zemu doesn't have many things, books, computers, and some clothes. His room is on the second floor, just above Yang Yin's head.
Yang Yin's room wasn't on the first floor at first, but she switched rooms later in order to make it easier to get up early and go to class secretly without disturbing others.
On the second day when Shen Zemu moved into the base, Yang Yin pushed her bicycle out early in the morning. When she was downstairs, she felt as if she was being watched. She turned around and looked up, and saw a man standing in front of the window on the second floor, looking at her through the window.
Yang Yin was taken aback.
Her crooked melons and split dates all slept like dead pigs, but he was out of place and woke up so early.
Shen Zemu was only wearing a pair of dark shorts at the moment, his upper body was bare, his waist was slightly bent, and his arms were pressed against the window. From her angle, through the glass, she could see his narrow waist, with some hair on his lower abdomen, spreading down into the waistband of his trousers. Yang Yin swallowed her saliva, and wanted to see his abdominal muscles, but unfortunately the distance was a bit far away.
Shen Zemu looked at her quietly from top to bottom, without speaking.
Yang Yin felt guilty, and felt hot and dry from the sight of him, so she casually raised her hands at him, got on her bicycle and left.
When approaching the gate of the community, she stopped and sent him a message: she is in good shape.
Soon, Shen Zemu replied: Thank you, yours is also good.
Yang Yin suddenly remembered that she used to lie naked in his arms... The more she read his messages with this thought, the more she felt ambiguous.
She only molested him because he was honest, but she didn't expect that she seemed to be molested instead.
People, you shouldn't have a bad heart. -_-#
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When Yang Yin returned to the base after class, Shen Zemu didn't ask her what she was doing, he was never a talkative person.
That night's night run, Shen Zemu naturally joined in, and there were two people leading the race. Deng Wenbo didn't know what state of mind he had, so he parked his car on the side of the road and waited to watch them. When they got close, he rolled down the car window and said, "Yang Yin! If you pretend you can't see me, I'll deduct your salary!"
"Hello, boss, goodbye, boss." Yang Yin quickly finished these eight words, and her feet kept moving.
The crooked melons and dates behind were laughing as they ran.
After running, Yang Yin took a shower and locked herself in her room to read a book. There will be an exam in October this year. She plans to register for three subjects first, and take the simple exam first. Learn the professional courses slowly, and wait until April next year to report.
After reading for a while, she felt hungry and wanted to go to the kitchen for some supper. When passing by the living room, she saw Shen Zemu smoking.
"Insomnia?"
"Um."
"I'll cook supper, do you want to eat it?"
"Um."
Yang Yin said, "I'll buy a robot and put it here tomorrow. The robot can speak better than you."
There are ingredients in the kitchen, and the team hired an aunt to clean and cook. Yang Yin rummaged through the refrigerator, finally boiled the dried noodles, added lettuce, tomatoes, oil, and two poached eggs.
It looks pretty good.
Shen Zemu had finished smoking, Yang Yin put a big bowl of noodles in front of him, and he said, "Thank you."
"No thanks, no thanks," Yang Yin also sat down, and said, "Do you suffer from insomnia because of smoking?"
"no."
"Why is that? Have you seen a doctor?"
"Nervous breakdown."
Yang Yin was even more surprised, "How could you have a nervous breakdown at such a young age?"
Shen Zemu lowered his head and turned over the poached eggs in the bowl with chopsticks, and replied: "I was ill in junior high school."
"What disease?"
He didn't speak.
Yang Yin's intuition is that it's not as simple as being sick. She looked at him with her chin up and said softly: "You already know my secret, so why don't you tell me about yours?"
Shen Zemu put down his chopsticks and began to tell her something about the past. His tone of speech was very calm, and his words were concise and neutral, but Yang Yin's heart throbbed when he heard it.
In Shen Zemu's first year of junior high school, his father was transferred to be the head of a certain county in Z province. The water in that county was too deep. After Shen Zemu went there, he might have touched the interests of some people. Not long after he was transferred, he was tricked. Someone anonymously reported him for taking bribes, and people from the procuratorate found a box of money under the bed of his residence. After Shen's father was imprisoned in the detention center, Shen Zemu's grandmother fell ill and was hospitalized.
After the incident was exposed, Shen Zemu's life at school was very difficult. His classmates nicknamed him "corruptionist", and several boys in the upper grades beat him every day. His mother was so overwhelmed by family affairs that she didn't take care of him for a while.
He was beaten by them every day.
Yang Yinhong asked with eyes circled, "Why didn't you tell the teachers and parents?"
"There are too many things at home. At that time, I felt that if I were a man, I shouldn't let my parents worry about it."
"and after?"
"Later, my dad's case was found out, and the money was given by others to frame him."
"No, I mean you, what about you?"
"I'm hospitalized."
That was the last time they hit him. He was beaten into a coma and stayed in the ICU for five days, and the critical illness notice was issued several times. After he was fully injured and discharged from the hospital, he suffered from neurasthenia.
Yang Yin cried, she felt her heart ached. She couldn't imagine the scene of Shen Zemu, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, being surrounded and beaten to the point of being dripping with blood.
Shen Zemu took the tissue on the table and handed it to her, comfortingly said: "Many years have passed."
Yang Yin asked: "Shen Zemu, do you think this world is not beautiful at all?"
"I think the world is neither good nor bad."
"I thought the world wasn't very good at first, so I just lived it. Then..."
"Um?"
She blinked.
Later, I met a person, and because of him, I began to feel that the whole world was better.
Yang Yin gave Shen Zemu the poached eggs in her bowl, "You, eat more."
Shen Zemu looked at the two stacked poached eggs in his bowl. It's been almost ten years, and he got a poached egg as compensation today.
After supper, the two cleared away the dishes, Yang Yin patted Shen Zemu's shoulder and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
"And you?"
"Well?"
"you do not sleep?"
"I digested my food and fell asleep soon."
Shen Zemu went upstairs and returned to his room. Just after eating supper, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and stood in front of the window for a while, when he suddenly heard a high-pitched girl screaming from downstairs: "Ah!!!!" The scream was tragic.
Shen Zemu didn't even want to turn around and go out and run downstairs. When he got outside Yang Yin's room, he didn't even bother to knock on the door, and just pushed the door open and entered.
Yang Yin was shrinking on the bed, holding the quilt in her arms, shivering.
Seeing him coming in, she called him tremblingly: "Shen Shen Shen Shen is wood..."
"What's wrong?" Shen Zemu frowned and asked.
"Old old old old mouse..." the voice was crying.
Shen Zemu's spirit relaxed. It turned out to be just a mouse.
He closed the door, held a broom, and helped her catch mice.
Yang Yin huddled on the bed and served him as the headquarters: "There! There! Ahh!!!"
Shen Zemu was annoyed by her noise, he straightened up, grabbed the quilt and covered her head, "Don't look."
"Wooooow."
Shen Zemu was busy for a while, and finally caught the mouse out and killed it.
"It's all right," he said.
Yang Yin pulled down the quilt and saw Shen Zemu was holding the mouse's tail with a paper towel on his hands. The mouse was head down, its fat gray body was shaking and shaking.
"Ah!!!" There was another scream, and she was about to cry.
"I'll show you the corpse." Shen Zemu was kind.
"I don't look at it, I don't look at it, take it away!"
Shen Zemu threw the mouse into the trash can, turned around, and turned his back to her. She didn't see the sudden smile on his face.
When Yang Yin released her head from the quilt again, she found that Shen Zemu's gaze fell on her desk.
on the desk...
Yang Yin's heart was beating wildly, she almost rushed over from the bed, trying to get rid of everything on the desk. Unfortunately, she was one step too late after all.
Shen Zemu has already picked up the note on the table.
Well, Xueba notes.
"Don't think it's not suitable for children, give it to me quickly." Yang Yin was a little panicked, and reached out to snatch it.
When Shen Zemu raised his arm, she couldn't reach it at all.
He looked down at her with eyes as calm as the deep sea.
Yang Yin couldn't get back the notes, so she bowed her head embarrassingly.
Shen Zemu flipped through the notes, and all he saw were his own handwriting. Shen Zemu: "..."
He glanced at Yang Yin and saw that she lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.
"Why?" Shen Zemu asked suddenly.
Yang Yin looked up, with a calm face, and replied: "I just want to get a degree. I want to live and learn. I don't have too many skills."
"Why choose automation?"
"It's not what I want to choose. The teacher of the adult education school recommended this major to me after evaluation."
"Chengjiao teacher recommends automation to you?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
Shen Zemu didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, Yang Yin couldn't bear the pressure, her eyes drifted away, she pushed him towards the door, "It's so late, go to bed early, thank you today."
When she pushed him to the door, she heard him say suddenly, "You think I'm stupid."
Yang Yin pretended not to hear, and closed the door with a "bang".
Shen Zemu began to knock on her door. Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.
She leaned her back against the door and lowered her head to rest her forehead. The knocking on the door kept ringing, and it seemed that if she didn't open the door, he could keep knocking forever.
Yang Yin opened the door abruptly, and looked at him helplessly: "I'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"
Shen Zemu didn't speak, and walked into her room directly.
Yang Yin: "Hello..."
He walked to the trash can, bent down, lifted the black trash bag, and held it in his hand.
There are not many things in the garbage bag, and the biggest item in it is the dead mouse.
Shen Zemu walked out of the room carrying the garbage bag, and when he reached the door, he glanced at Yang Yin who was stunned, and said, "Good night."