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Chapter 28 "Song Boyang, you did it on purpose."

The two bought snacks, barrier patch inhibitors and other daily necessities for AO in the mall. Song Boyang proposed to go to a nearby store because he rarely left school once.

So in the bookstore, Song Boyang watched Zhou Chiyu pick up a few thick textbooks on mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology without changing his face and heartbeat, without blinking his eyes when paying the money.Reminiscent of the experience that my heart was bleeding every time I spent money to buy materials, Song Boyang felt ashamed——

Wow, is this the self-cultivation of a boss? !

He came empty-handed and returned with a full load. When he returned, Song Boyang held a white transparent plastic bag full of snacks in one hand, blinked his eyes, and looked at Zhou Chiyu with a smile, with a hint of flattery in his smile.

Zhou Chiyu felt that he must have used too many puppy emoticons, and even thought of a big white Samoyed with its tongue sticking out the first time his eyes received visual information.

Song Boyang in front of him was winking, "I want to ride your electric scooter, can I?"

Before Zhou Chiyu could answer, Song Boyang continued to contribute to his car rental business, "As you know, I am a boarding student, and I rarely leave school, except for being at home during winter and summer vacations, which is really rare. I have a chance to ride a battery car... Don't worry, I have good skills! My hands are itchy, do you think about it?"

After finishing speaking, Song Boyang began to fully activate his five sense organs, making a begging and flattering demeanor in line with his rhetoric.

Zhou Chiyu couldn't help laughing, he waved his hand, "Ride, let's ride."

After thinking about it, he added another sentence, teasing the other party jokingly, "Listening to what you said, your boarding students are so pitiful."

Song Boyang immediately accepted the words, shook his head and sighed, "Yes, it's too bad."

This is an acting addiction.

Zhou Chiyu laughed muffled.

"Okay!" Song Boyang stuffed the transparent plastic bag and snacks into Zhou Chiyu's hand, took the battery car key from the other's open palm, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it slightly, and then turned his head Glancing at Zhou Chiyu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and of course he was a little proud, perhaps because he felt that he finally had the opportunity to show off his "superior" driving skills in front of Mr. Zhou.

Song Boyang raised his chin towards the plastic bag in Zhou Chiyu's hand, "I will leave all my belongings to Comrade Xiao Zhou! Don't betray my trust!"

Zhou Chiyu followed Song Boyang and said calmly, "Don't worry, Comrade Xiao Song."

After Song Boyang got everything in place, Zhou Chiyu climbed neatly into the back seat of the battery car.

Although Song Boyang hadn't started riding yet, and Zhou Chiyu was only riding an ordinary battery car that he had ridden many times, Zhou Chiyu felt that Song Boyang's posture was like a racing driver waiting for an opportunity.

The concrete road with the reflection of the camphor tree in front of it turned into a racing track at this moment.

Song Boyang cleared his throat, purposely making his voice louder than usual, "Have you sat down yet?"

Zhou Chiyu: "Okay."

"I'm going to start!" Song Baiyang announced loudly.

Zhou Chiyu couldn't hold back his smile, "You're too excited."

Song Boyang didn't pay attention, but continued to say with great interest: "Xiao Song's driver is ready to take his place, and Boyang's map will guide you soon."

"Do you want to ride or not?" Zhou Chiyu sat behind his back and laughed, "So many words."

Song Boyang held the handle of the battery car with both hands, and walked happily through the busy traffic. A mottled tulle of sunlight and shadows was woven from the gaps in the leaves, and passed across their faces.

When riding fast, it is like traveling through time.

They started to race against the autumn wind, and this time, they must win.

Zhou Chiyu was not used to Song Boyang's vigorous, swift and resolute way of riding, so he couldn't help saying, "You ride so fast."

In fact, in Song Boyang's eyes, Zhou Chiyu's battery bike is a little faster than a snail's forward speed, and this is his normal speed, "Student Xiao Zhou, please don't be afraid, please trust a Song with three years of riding experience." level of driver."

Maybe because of some strange problems before, Song Boyang yawned, and said by the way, "If you are afraid, you can grab my clothes or wrap your arms around my waist."

Zhou Chiyu was startled.

Looking at Song Boyang's waist, and imagining himself grabbing Song Boyang's clothes like a little daughter-in-law and trembling in the gust of wind, Zhou Chiyu's expression became very strange for a moment, and he stretched out into the air In the end, he didn't put his hand in the position that the other party said, "Forget it, you really underestimated me."

Song Boyang smiled, but did not speak.

The closer he was to the campus, the less the flow of people. Song Boyang accelerated within a safe speed range, enjoying the coolness brought by passing by the gust of wind.

At the same time, I didn't forget that a sudden stop came when the red light at a certain intersection was approaching.

Zhou Chiyu leaned forward due to inertia, until the whole body was attached to Song Boyang's back, and then he barely stopped, and his hands were still conditioned to grab something within reach.

For example, the other party's school uniform.

Someone succeeded in a "trick" and laughed happily, "It's okay, I told you a long time ago, if you can't sit still, grab my clothes, 20 yuan a time, see that you and I are very familiar, I will give you a five." fold."

Zhou Chiyu turned his body slightly, facing the rearview mirror of the battery car, he knew that Song Boyang could see his face in the rearview mirror.

"...Song Boyang, you did it on purpose."

However, he did not let go of the cloth in his palm.

"Where is it?" Song Boyang said with a stiff mouth, "I just pressed the brakes slowly."

Occasionally, floating clouds cover the red sun, but stop the pace of running, and the sky suddenly darkens quietly, just like the sudden haze that has happened many times in the past.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it was no longer due to the displacement difference caused by the relative movement between the battery car that Song Boyang was riding and the air, but more like a precursor to lightning and thunder.

Song Boyang said, "Is it going to rain?"

Zhou Chiyu: "It's okay, I have an umbrella and a raincoat in the trunk."

Just riding to the gate of the campus, the raindrops hidden behind the clouds were eager to try, crumbling, and finally began to jump down with joy little by little.

The two pushed the car into the campus carport together. Zhou Chiyu opened the trunk with the key and took out an umbrella, "Take it and use it."

"Thank you." Song Baiyang took it readily, turned on the elderly phone to check the time, it was already 02:30, and he asked again, "Are you still going home now?"

"Go back." Zhou Chiyu said, "I keep all my test papers at home."

Song Boyang recalled that Zhou Chiyu did not bring anything with him when he came to find him this time, including the black backpack he often used.

Song Boyang opened the umbrella and walked into the rain curtain. Before he had walked a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned around. He used one hand to support the umbrella, and the other hand was carrying a plastic bag full of snacks, which was a little difficult. He raised his arms and waved to Zhou Chiyu in the carport with the snacks in his arms, smiling brightly.

Almost forgot to say goodbye.

Zhou Chiyu also waved.

I remember that the sketch teacher said the principle of "near big, far small". Zhou Chiyu looked far and wide, watching Song Boyang's figure getting smaller and smaller and finally disappearing at eye level.

The difference from a year ago was that this time it was not a sunny day, and things were not people. The cold rain was beating on the roof of the carport, and the ticking rhythm was like the rhythm of heart palpitations.

Zhou Chiyu withdrew his gaze, and clenched the key in his palm. It seemed that there was still warmth on it, and after a while, he slowly released it.

He glanced down at the key, then inserted it into the eyelet of the battery car, and finally put on his raincoat.

When he was about to get on the battery car and ride, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Zhou...Zhou Chiyu."

Zhou Chiyu looked around, looking for the source of the sound, and quickly locked on to the target.

"...Zhouchiyu."

very quiet.

Fang Wenze stood in the shadow cast by the carport, making it hard to see the expression on his face. He took a few steps towards Zhou Chiyu, and then backed away a few steps as if he felt too close.

Even though he was talking to Zhou Chiyu, Fang Wenze's eyes dodged. He seemed afraid to look him in the eye, "Are you... free now? Will... bother you?"

"I...I have something to tell you."

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Volume [-] · Qingmang · End——

The author says:

After a long time, I finally finished writing

The first volume is up!The plots I want to write are all in two or three volumes!