police!don't run!

Chapter 113

After all, Jian Zhou was reluctant to drive Shen Jun away.

He still likes Shen Jun very much, has always liked it, and has never changed.

But the more he likes it, the more afraid he is.

Afraid of dragging him down, afraid that I would bring too much criticism to him, and also afraid that this relationship would be wiped out under many obstacles.

Jian Zhou can't remember when he became so timid. I heard that at his age, he should be passionate and brave, fearless, and go straight forward. He is obviously talented, but he doesn't have the look that a teenager should have.

He was always timid.

I made up my mind to let go, but I couldn't help but want to get closer, wanting to be together regardless of everything.

Jian Zhou lowered his eyes, hiding the fluctuating emotions in his eyes, and said in a calm and indifferent voice, "I don't know if what you said is true or not, but I can't help you, I won't live here for long, and I will move out at the end of the month .”

"Move away?" Shen Jun was startled, "Where are you going?"

Jian Zhou said, "I applied for VCE. After passing the exam, I will go to the University of Melbourne to study and rent an apartment nearby."

Shen Jun frowned slightly. Although VCE is considered a college entrance examination, there are great differences at home and abroad, and the test subjects are also different. In addition, Jian Zhou wants to take the test, which is one of the best schools in the world like Mo University. He took the test in such a hurry. Almost impossible to pass.

Shen Jun was a little worried that failing the exam would affect his state, so he persuaded him worriedly, "You have only transferred here for three months, and the exam will be very stressful now. In fact, there is no need to be so anxious, and the exam next year will be the same."

"No need." Jian Zhou's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "I can pass the exam."

Jian Zhou's tone was flat, without any pride or showing off, as if he was just stating a trivial matter of course.

But it just makes people feel arrogant.

Shen Jun was taken aback suddenly.

Even he almost forgot that his little friend is a veritable genius. He was the one who finished the math, physics and chemistry exam in half an hour and slept on the No. The homework can also keep the comprehensive score of science and technology at full marks, a young genius who makes people itch with envy.

Perhaps the increasingly difficult ancient poems and reading questions lowered Jian Zhou's grades, concealed his uniqueness, and made him look no different from ordinary people.

But he is still a genius.

The light can be concealed, but it will not disappear.

Shen Jun was silent for a while, and asked, "Jian Zhou, I wanted to ask a long time ago, many famous schools in China have genius classes, why didn't you try to pass the exam?"

Jian Zhou bit his lower lip, and remained silent longer than Shen Jun, so long that Shen Jun thought he would not answer, so he murmured bitterly, "Because I want to be like a normal person."

The impression of being excluded and bullied by classmates in childhood is too deep.

So much so that Jian Zhou didn't want to accept strange gazes, no matter whether he regarded him as a genius or a fool, no matter whether the gazes were good or bad, he would remind him time and time again that he was a different kind.

Humans are social animals, and they will long for companions throughout their lives. From birth to death, and from the moment they have thoughts, they begin to desire to be recognized and accepted.

Jian Zhou is also not exempt from vulgarity.

So he compromised with the world bit by bit, carefully hiding his edge, just wanting to be accepted by the society.

Without warning, Shen Jun hugged him suddenly.

"Jian Zhou, you're not abnormal, you're just too nice."

In an instant, the familiar warmth swept through the whole body, pulling out the repeatedly suppressed longing, Jian Zhou instinctively wanted to hug Shen Jun back, he hastily clenched his back molars, restraining the impulse he shouldn't have, but his hands couldn't move at all. Uncontrollable, he climbed onto Shen Jun's waist in a useless manner.

Jian Zhou slammed his forehead on Shen Jun's shoulder in frustration, and waited for his emotions to subside before pushing him away, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

…Jian Zhou’s face hurts when he kicked him away one second, and hugged him the next second.

After the impulsiveness passed, the embarrassment of hindsight spread. He hurriedly searched for a book, sat at the desk and flipped through it, pretending that Shen Jun did not exist.

Shen Jun stood aside, looked at Jian Zhou silently for a while, making sure that he was not sad, and then walked out of the bedroom.

The sound of closing the door made Jian Zhou pause, he squeezed the pen tightly, and the dense pile of English on the book gave him a headache.

...How did Shen Jun leave?

... Was it because I was too indifferent just now?

Jian Zhou suddenly felt regretful.

He stood up abruptly, trying to chase him out, but found that Shen Jun's suitcase was still in the room.

Jian Zhou let out a sigh of relief, stood by the door in a daze for a moment, and leaned against the wall weakly, full of confusion.

He didn't know what to do. He liked Shen Jun so much that he couldn't restrain himself or hide it.

After about an hour, Shen Jun came back and knocked lightly on his door.

Jian Zhou has been out of his mind, and he doesn't know how long he has stood at the door. When he heard the knock on the door, he hurriedly sat back at the desk, pretended to be serious about studying, cleared his throat, and said, "Please come in."

"Stop reading, take a rest." Shen Jun opened the door and came in, put the tray on the small dining table, and said, "I heard from Noah that you didn't have breakfast? Come and have some."

Jian Zhou didn't look up, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat a little even if you're not hungry. You don't know your body? The hypoglycemia is so serious, how dare you skip breakfast." Shen Jun simply snatched his book, "Hurry up and eat, and I'll return it to you after eating."

Jian Zhou glared at him, and reluctantly walked to the dining table. There were milk and sandwiches on the tray. It was a typical Western breakfast, but there was also a bowl of... nondescript noodles.

Boiled pasta in clear water, sprinkled with some green vegetable leaves.

Jian Zhou asked, "What is this?"

"Longevity noodles, although it's a day late, I still want to make them for you." Shen Jun had a lot of flour on his hands, and when he rubbed his face, there was another white mark, "You can't buy noodles around here, either. I originally wanted to try to make you egg noodles with chopped green onion, but I failed to make the noodles several times, so I could only use pasta to make a living, and there was no green onion, so I sprinkled some vegetable leaves as a show..."

The more Shen Jun talked, the more he felt that this bowl of noodles was so perfunctory that he couldn't bear to look directly at it. He put the noodles aside and said, "Forget it, forget it, just eat a sandwich, don't worry about it."

"I don't like western food." Jian Zhou brought the bowl back to him, took a sip, and commented against his conscience, "It tastes good."

"Isn't it just the original pasta, how could it be any better?" Shen Jun sat on the side of the bed, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Is it because I made it that it tastes delicious?"

"Stop being narcissistic about you." Jian Zhou's ears were flushed, and he grabbed the pillow behind him and wanted to smash it over. When he looked up, he saw Shen Jun sitting on the edge of the bed with his long legs curled up, his face changed slightly, and he stopped talking for a long time , threw the pillow into his arms in embarrassment, and said, "You, you cushion it."

Shen Jun didn't understand, "What are you using?"

"Just, that's..." Jian Zhou blushed now, "Wouldn't it... hurt there?"

Although he doesn't know much about these things, he still knows a little bit. I heard... the first time, it will be very painful?

"..." Shen Jun was at a loss for words, a little dumbfounded, "I told you I lied to you."

Shen Jun's voice paused, and felt that the kid's silly look was really cute at this time, and couldn't help but want to tease him, "What gave you the confidence to believe in such things? Or do you prefer to be on top?"

"I, I don't care." Jian Zhou almost buried his face in the bowl, and realized something was wrong after answering. He raised his head and stared at Shen Jun, who was holding back his smile, and kicked him angrily, "It has nothing to do with you!"

"That's right, it has nothing to do with me." Shen Jun obediently took his kick, and took the opportunity to pull him into his arms, "Then let's make up, okay, then it has something to do with me."

The word 'good' almost blurted out, Jian Zhou pursed his lips tightly, and pushed Shen Jun hard, "Let me go."

"You said it yourself, if we break up, let me chase you back, remember?" Shen Jun wrapped Jian Zhou's waist tightly with one hand, and clasped his wrist with the other to press him against the wall, clearly doing There are some domineering and forceful actions, but the eyes and tone are still gentle, "If you don't like me anymore, I won't force it."

Shen Jun paused, looked into Jian Zhou's eyes, and asked solemnly, "Jian Zhou, do you still like me?"

Jian Zhou suffocated for breath, and was thrown into chaos by his words.

The remaining rationality kept Jian Zhou awake. He moved his lips, but before he could speak, Shen Jun lowered his head and kissed him.

Just a simple touch can easily awaken the longing and nostalgia in the bottom of my heart, and the turbulent burst.

Jian Zhou suddenly realized that the things he cared about were nothing compared to his likes.

He is talented, at the age of daring to love and hate, so what if he is a little selfish?

The body is always more honest than words, Jian Zhou subconsciously responded to Shen Jun, his whole body was immersed in the lingering kiss, he wrapped his arms around Shen Jun's neck in a daze, and he didn't even know when Shen Jun let go of his hand.

The panting gradually became heavier, and Shen Jun backed away slightly when Jian Zhou was most intoxicated, stroked his soft lips with his fingertips, and said softly, "You must not lie."

Jian Zhou's breathing was unsteady, and he blushed and argued, "...I didn't say anything."

Shen Jun asked, "Then tell me, do you want to reconcile with me, or do you want me to chase you?"

Jian Zhou's head, which hadn't recovered from the lack of oxygen, stopped working. He didn't realize that it wasn't a matter of choosing one or the other. He just jumped into the trap, "...don't chase."

Shen Jun smiled, "Then let's make up."

Jian Zhou, "..."

Jian Zhou's eyes dimmed, and he didn't respond for a long time. After a while, he murmured, "Shen Jun, can you wait for me?"

Jian Zhou has never said such selfish words since he was a child, so he mustered up his courage and whispered, "Wait until I become good enough."

"You are good enough." Shen Jun sighed helplessly, and poked Jian Zhou's head, "Besides, I only like you, whether you are good or not, you are still my favorite kid."

It was the kid who obviously hated the strange gaze, but still took the first step and walked towards him unswervingly.

"Shut up." Jian Zhou covered his hot cheeks, unable to resist at all, he said hesitantly, "Shen Jun, we..."

Shen Jun smiled lowly, rubbed Jian Zhou's hair, and replied, "Okay."