Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

Chapter 11

As soon as Zhou Zhimeng got home, he stuffed himself under the quilt, so angry that his heart ached.

He really started to hate Xiaoqi.

Lin Zhiyi came over and called him to eat, but he didn't eat it. In the end, Lin Zhiyi came to his bedside with dinner and asked him what was going on, so he hesitated to tell the story.

"...I just received a confession text message from a classmate, and nothing happened. He lost his temper with me for no reason. I really don't like Xiaoqi like this. He used to be very lively, but now he is bored in everything. Ask him and he won't say anything, just keep a cold face, as if I owe him money."

"Did you ever talk to Xiao Qi about Juanjuan and tell him that you don't like him like this?"

"No," Zhou Zhimeng turned his head to the other side, and said angrily, "I don't want to talk to him."

Lin Zhiyi smiled, "Okay, let's eat first."

Zhou Zhimeng finished his meal obediently, watched a movie with Lin Zhiyi for a while, and then went back to his room. Wen Qiyue happened to send him a message.

【Zhimeng, when will your training session end? 】

[There is still half a month. 】

[Ah, it's been so long, I still want to ask you out to play. 】

Zhou Zhimeng sent a "sorry" emoji.

[I can only wait until my side is over. I didn't expect the training camp to be so scary, the intensity is so intense, and I'm exhausted to death. 】

【It's miserable, by the way, I just saw Lu Qifan in Jiale City. In the space museum, he was sitting on the sofa by himself while everyone else was playing. He just looked depressed. 】

Zhou Zhimeng's heart skipped a beat, but he thought again: What does it have to do with me?

【Are you familiar with him? 】

Zhou Zhimeng's fingertips froze, not knowing how to reply for a while, he secretly guessed what Wen Qiyue would say next.

【Will he be admitted to No. [-] middle school this time?My friend said that his grades are not good, and there is a high probability that he will go abroad. 】

Zhou Zhimeng suddenly remembered that a long time later, by the small pond behind the school building, Lu Qifan looked him in the eyes and said firmly, "I'm not going abroad, I want you to accompany me."

Zhou Zhimeng actually didn't know why Lu Qifan suddenly realized the importance of scores before the senior high school entrance examination, and suddenly worked hard. Now he seems to have figured out a reason.

It won't be... because I...

Zhou Zhimeng shook his head immediately, and drove away this ridiculous idea. Lu Qifan's "I want you to accompany me" should mean the same thing as when he cried and said "Jujuan play with me" when he was a child. Lu Qifan They are still young, they grew up together, the relationship between elder brother and younger brother is closer than relatives, this relationship will not change.

[I don't know if he can pass the exam. 】

[Haha I hope he can pass the exam, so there will be handsome guys in high school to admire! 】

Zhou Zhimeng frowned unconsciously.

【By the way, Zhimeng, you and Pei Hao, what's the situation with you two? 】

[Nothing. 】

【He likes you, right?I noticed it when the flag was raised last time. Later, he kept looking for various reasons to approach you. In fact, I think he is not bad, and he looks good. Although he is not as handsome as Lu Qifan, his grades match yours very well. !I heard that the headmaster is his uncle, and his family seems to be quite rich. I wonder if it can compare to yours. 】

Zhou Zhimeng was instantly displeased when he saw Pei Hao's name, and he was not interested in this topic.

[If both of you are admitted to Capital University, you won’t have to come to the school in the third year of high school. I heard that Capital University can go to class in advance. By then, we will be studying hard. You are already having fun on the university campus. I’m so envious ...]

[I won't go to class early. 】

【what? 】

[I don't want to go to class early, I don't like being far away from home. 】

Zhou Zhimeng's heart suddenly calmed down. He looked at the screen and thought in his heart: Going to college early means leaving his parents and Xiaoqi early, and he can't do it.

If he is not here, who will check whether Xiaoqi brings homework every day?Who cares if he skipped class to play basketball?Who will bring him dessert afternoon tea?

However, does Xiao Qi also think so?

The former Xiao Qi would definitely miss him.

Now Xiaoqi, Zhou Zhimeng doesn't know.

Maybe Xiaoqi has bothered him for a long time, Xiaoqi also has his own social circle, gets along very well with friends, and can be admitted to high school if he works hard, in fact, Xiaoqi is not so inseparable from him, it is because he thinks too much about himself important.

Zhou Zhimeng started to have a sore nose when he thought about it, and he almost shed tears.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Lin Zhiyi reached out and hugged him, "Jujuan, good boy."

Zhou Zhimeng is not a carefree child. On the contrary, due to some reasons, he was raised by his father Zhou Huaisheng alone for two years after his birth. Without Lin Zhiyi's omega pheromone care, he was born prematurely and had severe asthma. His immunity is weaker than other children, he is sensible early, and has a gentle temper.

Behind the love of his parents and a wealthy family, in fact, there is always an inexplicable sadness in his heart. The timidity of insecurity in childhood allows him to give 100% love to others, but he is always afraid To speculate on their own position in other people's hearts.

It took him years to be sure that he was the most important thing in his daddy's and baby daddy's hearts.

But parents are different from Xiaoqi.

"Little dad," Zhou Zhimeng put his face on Lin Zhiyi's shoulder, and asked softly, "After I go to college, will Xiaoqi and Xiaoqi gradually drift away? Will they become strangers gradually, and eventually become very ordinary friends? "

"Will not."

"why?"

"Because you have been together for too long and have too many common memories, no one can replace your position in each other's hearts."

Zhou Zhimeng didn't speak, just leaned against Lin Zhiyi quietly, Lin Zhiyi hugged him, and said in his ear: "Juanjuan has grown up, and slowly began to have adults' troubles, which is a good thing, but Juanjuan should remember, don’t let yourself be wronged while being kind to others, otherwise the little daddy will be very distressed.”

Zhou Zhimeng nodded.

Lu Qifan didn't participate in any projects until the end of the party, but when others were going to redeem the prizes, he spent money to buy the most expensive starry sky schoolbag in the window.

The style is very simple and not too childish, even in college you can memorize it.

Li Miaoyuan ran over in surprise, as if he had seen something anecdotal: "Brother Qi, you, you, you buy a schoolbag? You are so scary now, I dare not approach you anymore."

Lu Qifan asked the teller to pack the schoolbag, then turned around and asked Li Miaoyuan, "What did you win?"

Li Miaoyuan immediately jumped out of his mind, and proudly showed off to Lu Qifan: "Little night light, and a basketball."

Lu Qifan bent his lips, "Not bad."

"That's because you didn't play. If you played, you would definitely get a prize and get soft."

As soon as the words were finished, a boy with black-rimmed glasses came over, blushed and handed the stuffed bear to Lu Qifan, "Student Lu, this is for you."

Lu Qifan took half a step back, leaned against the counter, and calmly refused: "Sorry, I have asthma, so I can't touch plush toys."

The boy's face became even redder, and he hurriedly said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Then he ran away quickly.

Li Miaoyuan scratched his head and looked at Lu Qifan, "Brother Qi, do you have asthma?"

Lu Qifan turned around and took the packing bag from the teller, "My family has it."

"Oh."

"It's getting late, I'm going back first."

"Going to eat Haidilao at night—"

"No, you play."

"Brother Qi."

"You play."

Li Miaoyuan sensed that Lu Qifan was in a bad mood, and also sensed that his patience was exhausted, and if he said something more, it might make the situation embarrassing, so he immediately shut up and waved to Lu Qifan.

Lu Qifan turned around and left, just as he reached the exit of Jiale City, Lin Zhiyi called him: "Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

"Uncle Lin," Lu Qifan immediately walked to a quiet place, and replied honestly, "I'm outside, ready to go home."

"Have you had dinner?"

"not yet."

"Come to Uncle's house. Your Uncle Zhou is making crayfish today, and your father and the others will come over later."

Lu Qifan froze for two seconds, and Lin Zhiyi asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'll go right now."

When he arrived at Lin's house, Zhou Zhimeng was lying on the sofa in a daze. He was not as excited as usual to accompany his father to cook. The smell of spicy crayfish wafted from the kitchen. Huddled in a corner of the sofa.

Until Lu Qifan came over.

Zhou Zhimeng raised his head, was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on his slippers and went back to the room.

Lin Zhiyi looked at the two children, smiled and whispered to Zhou Huaisheng: "Will you bet or not? How long do you think it will take for them to get back together?"

Zhou Huaisheng looked back and smiled helplessly: "Tonight?"

Lin Zhiyi blinked at him, shook his head and said, "Up to an hour."

Half an hour later, Lu Jincheng and Zhong Ye arrived, and two pots of crayfish with different flavors were also put on the table. Zhou Zhimeng came out of the room awkwardly, and was about to sit next to Lin Zhiyi, when Lin Zhiyi pushed him away. Arriving at the seat next to Lu Qifan, "Kids drink juice, we adults will sit and drink together."

Zhou Zhimeng sat down sullenly.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter, but it was as if they were separated by a sky, and no one said a word.

Zhou Zhimeng smelled the aroma, he was hungry after all, put on plastic gloves, just went to get the crayfish and got scalded, so he shrank back resentfully.

Forget it, don’t eat it, he couldn’t eat lobster because of asthma, at most he can eat a little to taste, his father made pineapple fried rice for him alone, Zhou Zhimeng thought depressingly.

But in the next second, Lu Qifan reached out to take it.

Zhou Zhimeng saw it out of the corner of his eye. He thought Lu Qifan gave it to him, but he didn't.

Lu Qifan put the lobster into his bowl.

Zhou Zhimeng snorted in his heart.

The lobster was no longer fragrant, so he took a sip of juice.

The adults were talking about the company, but he couldn't understand it, and the time became very long. When he was bored, Lu Qifan handed over a plate.

On the plate was a row of lobster meat, topped with soup.

Zhou Zhimeng was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at Lu Qifan, Lu Qifan withdrew his flustered gaze, coughed twice and said, "Eat it, I'll peel it for you."

It took Zhou Zhimeng a long time to reach out, put the lobster meat into his mouth, then took another one, and handed it to Lu Qifan's mouth.

Meaning, make up.

In the end, the two of them didn't eat much, Zhou Zhimeng brought Lu Qifan to the room, and when he was hesitating whether to close the door, Lu Qifan leaned over and hugged him.