I really didn't seduce him

Chapter 35

Move...maybe a little?

In the sky, lifted by the evening wind, all his moods seemed to hang on the umbrella rope held by the roadman. At that time, the beating heartbeat in his chest was easy to be confused, but it was never faked.

But he doesn't like men.

I don't want to fall in love either.

Just move a little, move back later, okay?

"Brother Zhi." He sat on the ground, watching Lu Zhi slowly and carefully put away the white umbrella on the landing point.

"Huh?" Handle Lu paused in his movements.

"It's cool, I still want to fly." Fang Yanwei said.

The feeling of overlooking the coastline is too high.

Lu Zhi looked up at the sky: "Next time."

"Oh." Fang Yanwei lowered his head in frustration.

"It's getting dark." Lu Zhi said, "I'm flying at night, and I'm not 100% sure I'll land safely."

It turned out to be the case.

"Then next time." Fang Yanwei stood up, helped Lu Zhi fold the umbrella, and stuffed it into the equipment bag, "I'm hungry too."

Lu Zhi nodded, and the two left the area marked with the landing point.

"Brother Zhi, this way!" Near the landing point, Gu Tian waved to the two of them.

"Is this an off-road kart?" Fang Yan only saw the things around Gu Tian.

Gu Tian: "Yes!"

"I'll go first, I'll go to the mountain and wait for you." Gu Tian stepped on the accelerator and drove the car a long way.

There was also an orange off-road kart parked by the driveway. A road guard in a black training uniform stepped into the car with one foot, sat down on the co-pilot seat, and threw the umbrella bag by his feet.

"Which one should I take?" Fang Yanwei looked around.

"You drive." Lu Zhi said.

"I drive?" Fang Yanwei pointed to himself.

"En." Lu Zhi sat safely in the passenger seat, flicked the prayer beads on his left wrist with his right hand, and stopped talking.

Fang Yanwei almost went crazy with joy.

The moment he saw the off-road go-kart, he opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect Lu Zhi to let him drive it.

"I haven't." He reminded.

"It's okay." Lu Zhi looked cold, "There will be no other cars here."

Fang Yanwei stepped off the gas pedal, the engine roared loudly, the car bumped crookedly out of the pasture, obliquely pressed over a stone, the body shook violently, and a burst of dry dust was raised.

Lu Zhi looked as usual, sitting sideways on the co-pilot, with his left hand resting casually on the iron armrest, his knees spread apart, his long legs in black training uniform and trousers stretched loosely, and his right leather short boot was stepping on the side of the car.

He stretched out his hand and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his pocket, glanced at Fang Yanwei, he didn't light it, just drank it lazily.

Just after the typhoon, the already deserted driveway was in a mess, with half of the trees down, and mud still accumulated in the puddles.

Fang Yan only looked at Lu Zhi's face at first, but later saw that Lu Zhi really didn't care at all, so he let go of his courage.

Without any guidance, his go-kart drove more off-road, more recklessly.

The orange off-road kart crushed the fallen gray road sign, and the shadow of Gu Tian's army green car appeared in front of him.

Gu Tian: "?"

What just surpassed it?

Huang Mao and a few others were waiting at the end of the driveway. Fang Yanwei turned his head, but unexpectedly, a tree trunk hung up by the typhoon appeared across the road ahead.

A hand was stretched out from the side and pushed the steering wheel. The car slanted to avoid it. The metal and the stones on the ground rubbed golden sparks, and the car body suddenly returned to normal when it was about [-] degrees from the ground.

"Press the brakes." Lu Zhi said.

Fang Yanwei heard the sound, subconsciously slammed on the brakes, and the car came to a dangerous stop in front of Huang Mao.

Huangmao whistled at him: "It's driving well."

Fang Yanwei was panting slightly, her cheeks were hot, and the hair beside her cheeks was wet with sweat.

That's... that's right, if Lu Zhi hadn't spoken in time just now, the yellow hair might have disappeared.

Although it is a go-kart, it is also a large-scale off-road version. With his poor driving skills and poor roads, how did Lu Zhi let him drive carelessly?

Lu Zhi jumped down from the side of the car: "Let's go, eat."

Dinner was settled at Brother Huang Mao's paragliding base. Several people set up an oven and moved several plates of seafood for barbecue.

"Brother Zhi." Huang Mao skewered the prawns and put them on the grill, "In a few days, at the end of the period, the city's entrance exam, can you send me an answer while you're in WC?"

Fang Yanwei: "?"

how?

Do these people still care about grades?

"Is it strange?" Huang Mao saw his expression, "I want to get a three-digit test."

That is more difficult.

Fang Yan said ideally.

"The total score is three digits." Huang Mao said, "otherwise my brother will really beat me."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Just swing it.

"Cheating is wrong." Lu Zhi raised his hand indifferently, piercing a piece of bread with the iron pick in his hand.

Yellow Hair: "..."

In this way, Fang Yanwei found that these people were not as scary as he imagined, the grades that he should worry about were still worrying about, and the topics at the dinner table also revolved around the school and teachers.

It's just more capable.

Fang Yan only thought.

Lu Zhi, on the other hand, didn't seem to like to talk much even when he was with this group of people. He didn't talk much when he was with him.

Halfway through the barbecue, Huang Mao's brother came to find Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi pushed a bottle of grape juice that had just been unscrewed in front of Fang Yanwei, got up and walked out.

"Did you fly just once?" Huangmao asked.

Fang Yanwei: "Yes."

"I thought you guys had to fly again." Gu Tian said.

"Brother Zhi said that Ye Fei is not 100% sure." Fang Yanwei remembered what Lu Zhi said just now.

"Really?" Huang Mao was puzzled, "Brother Zhi likes Ye Fei very much. When we first came to play, we didn't dare to jump, but he just jumped down in a few steps against the wind."

"It doesn't matter if he is alone, he often comes at night." Gu Tian said, "With you, he has to guarantee 100% safety."

Fang Yanwei was startled.

The bread was a little hot, so hot that even his heart felt slightly hot.

"Have you known Brother Zhi for a long time?" He asked.

"It's the friendship of a child in shorts in kindergarten." Huang Mao said proudly.

Gu Tian stood up and kicked Huang Mao's back: "You have a fart underpants."

"There's no one in the old town who doesn't know Brother Zhi." Huang Mao said.

"Did he...was quite quiet before?" Fang Yanwei asked.

Gu Tian: "?"

"No brother." Gu Tian brushed her pink-dyed long hair behind her ears and said with a smile, "When the boss was in the first grade, he was already able to beat the sixth grader on the ground with a cold face."

Fang Yanwei: "?"

is it?

Then the picture of the child he saw in the living room that day.

The smiling faces like little angels are all fucking fake?

"I have the impression." Huang Mao said, "I shouted 'good fight' on the second floor, and when I went downstairs, I saw that he hit my brother."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

But really, he rarely sees Lu Zhixiao.

A bunch of cold and round things stuck to his cheek, he turned his head, and took the bunch of green grapes that Lu Zhi was holding in his hand.

"Brother Zhi." He said, "Although I can't eat grapes and say the grapes are sour, you stuffed me with too many grapes, right?"

"Yeah." Lu Zhi sat down beside him, "Eat slowly."

"Who called you?" He asked casually.

After asking, he felt like he was taking too much control.

I hope Lu Zhi ignores him.

"Grandpa and grandma." Lu Zhi said.

"They." Huang Mao sneered.

"Brother Zhi." A younger brother ran over panting heavily, "Huang Mao asked me to bring the fireworks."

Fang Yanwei looked at the younger brother quite familiarly, thinking carefully, he seemed to be the network manager whom he had seen in the black Internet cafe before.

"Boss, last time you were at the beach during the Ching Ming holiday, I saw you lighting fireworks for fun." Huang Mao said, "I moved a few big ones for you this time."

Ching Ming holidays?

beach?

Fang Yan only remembered the fireworks that day.

The fiery trees and silver flowers fell in the sea that day, and not long after, he saw Lu Zhi.

In the bottom of his heart, the tinder of the fireworks that day was still there, quietly, another one bloomed.

"...After the typhoon, Luyu City ushered in its first sunny day. Last night, the sky in the suburbs exploded with fireworks for about 10 minutes. The enthusiasm of the people of Luyu City towards life will not be blown away by the typhoon..."

In the office, Teacher Chen turned off the radio broadcast by the old teacher next door, closed the cap of the red pen, and stretched.

"Lend Fang Yanwei from your class to use it." The fourth class teacher knocked on the door, "The blackboard newspaper wants him to write a few words."

"He should be on the playground at this time." Teacher Chen said, "Go down and catch it yourself."

Class [-] teacher: "OK."

"It's delicious and delicious." Teacher Chen reminded, "After all, he is my student."

There was a morning meeting between classes on Monday, and after a burst of signal noise on the campus radio channel, the calm and calm voice of Lu Zhi, Class 1, Senior Two——

"...Respect teachers, unite with classmates, do not go to Internet cafes, bars and other places where minors are not allowed to enter, do not smoke, do not fight, do not bully, do not fall in love with each other, the above are the school rules of Luyu Middle School revised No. 17. "

"All students, please join me in abiding by the school rules and loving Luyu Middle School."

Lu Zhi, who was neatly dressed in school uniform, turned and walked down the rostrum, and there was a commotion among the students.

The principal of Luyu Middle School walked up with a smile: "Everyone learn from Lu Zhi, okay, let's announce the specific arrangements for this final exam..."

Fang Yanwei stood in the line of Class 1 (Senior Grade [-]), looking at Lu Zhi standing upright on the rostrum, feeling rather complicated.

Don't study like Lu Zhi.

Otherwise, it might be time for Luzhong to celebrate the Ching Ming Festival.

"Brother Fang." He Suisui turned his head, "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the more we come to the exam, the more we will go out to play on weekends?"

"Where to go?"

He Suisui didn't think about it, but in order to please Brother Fang, he listed several.

He Suisui: "Singing? Fishing for shrimp? Script killing?"

Fang Yanwei was expressionless.

He Suisui racked his brains: "Self-service hot pot? Video game mall? Movies?"

Fang Yanwei yawned.

He Suisui: "An amusement park roller coaster?"

No way, as expected of Brother Fang, don't you play?

"Go by yourselves." Fang Yanwei said lazily, "I won't go."

It all sounds boring.

Not as interesting as paragliding and go-karting.

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Fang Fox: Years old, Brother Fang has done more interesting things (sigh)

Brother Zhi: There are more interesting ones

Fang Fox: Take me to play, take me to play