Why are the stars indifferent

Chapter 72

The next day was Cheng Zai's rest day, so he turned off the alarm clock and slept until dawn. Zhan Le was still awake when he woke up.

The light outside was not as strong as the curtains. It came in through the gap, and the light burned a dazzling mark on the ground. Cheng stared at that spot for a while before turning his head to look at Zhan Le.

Zhan Le just woke up at this time, and stared at Cheng Zai in a daze for a few seconds before asking, "What time is it?"

Cheng Zai touched the phone and looked at it: "It's past nine."

"Are you hungry?" Zhan Le propped himself up, probably wanting to sit up, but he woke up just a little bit later, frowning and laying back on his stomach. It didn't take long for his ears to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye .

"It's okay," Cheng Zai patted him with a smile, "Get up and have lunch right after you sleep, or get up first and eat something?"

"Cush it up." Zhan Le buried his face in the pillow, and said in a low voice, "Eat anything."

"Okay," Cheng Zai rolled over and got out of bed, "I'll go out and buy some."

Zhan Le hummed, and it didn't take long to hear Cheng Zai leaving the bedroom, entering the bathroom, washing up, and then returning to the room to change clothes.

During this period, Zhan Le kept lying on his stomach without moving. Cheng Zai changed his clothes and trousers and hesitated to speak for a long time, but still didn't say anything. He took his mobile phone and keys and went out.

After the sound of the door lock fell, Zhan Le raised his head, sighed deeply, and then propped himself up and sat up little by little.

The discomfort in the back wasn't very strong, not to the point where he couldn't get out of bed, but every movement of his lower body would evoke a feeling that couldn't be ignored, and then memories flooded towards him like water.

Zhan Le sighed, moved out of bed slowly, went to wash up, and then Cheng Zai came back. The speed was a bit surprising: "You came back so soon?"

"Well, just the camellia outside the neighborhood," Cheng Zai said, and went to the kitchen to get a bowl to pack the camellia. He also had some steamed buns in his hand, "I didn't buy much."

"Well," Zhan Le patted his stomach and whispered, "I'm not very hungry either."

Cheng Zai didn't speak, and put both things on the table in silence.Turning his head, Zhan Le was pouring water from a cup. He waited for Zhan Le to finish drinking the water and put the cup away before taking out a tube of medicine from his pocket: "You finish eating later..."

"Fuck." Zhan Le stared at the tube of medicine in his hand.

"Shall I help you or do it yourself?" Cheng Zai looked at him with his face propped up.

"...No medicine, I don't, it's not that uncomfortable." Zhan Le didn't take the medicine, walked over to Cheng Zai and sat down, "It's... really not to the extent of taking medicine."

"Then prepare it first." Cheng Zai didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and put the medicine aside, "It will always be useful."

Zhan Le raised his head and stared at him, but couldn't hold back a word after thinking for a long time, so he could only eat breakfast with his head down.

After eating, Zhan Le cleaned up the table, and Cheng Zai carried another bag into the bedroom. Zhan Le cleaned up quickly. When he went in, he happened to see Cheng Zai put a bottle of lubricant on the bedside. She smiled brightly at Zhan Le.

"Ouch..." Zhan Le turned to the beginning.

"Is it really not uncomfortable?" Cheng Zai got up and walked over, and patted his waist lightly, "I heard from them that the first time..."

Zhan Le raised his hand to cover his mouth: "Really not! If you are so unconfident in your skills, I will come next time!"

Cheng Zai smiled until his eyes narrowed, and the tip of his tongue licked his palm. Zhan Le was taken aback, and wanted to take his hand back. Cheng Zai grabbed his wrist again, and led him out of the bedroom in a good mood: "I don't care. , you can come whenever you want."

"What on earth is your face made of?" Zhan Le looked at him puzzled, "Don't you blush?"

"Ah, maybe not," Cheng Zai touched his face, "I'm also curious sometimes."

"Curiosity about what?" Zhan Le asked.

"How can a person have such a thick skin," Cheng Zai sighed, "It's amazing."

Zhan Le laughed for a long time.

The parent-teacher meeting started at 03:30 in the afternoon. The two of them arrived at the school ahead of time, and instead of rushing into the classroom, they bought ice cream at the canteen next to them and sat outside in the shade to suck.

Not long after, a familiar car drove over. Lin Xiangxiao jumped out of the car and Ji Changyun also got off. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. Halfway through the conversation, Lin Xiangxiao suddenly backhanded Ji Changyun. With a slap on the arm, Ji Changyun rubbed his arm and laughed non-stop.

"Hey!" Zhan Le waved at them, "Lin Xiangxiao!"

"Huh?" Lin Xiangxiao turned his head, his eyes lit up when he saw Zhan Le, he left Ji Changyun and ran to the canteen quickly, "It's so early for you guys to come."

"Here for the parent meeting?" Cheng Zai raised his eyebrows at Ji Changyun.

"Yes, yes," Ji Changyun stretched out his hand, "Hi, hello, parent. I heard that your family Xiao Zhan has a good relationship with our family Xiao Lin."

"Hey, hey," Cheng Zai threw away the ice cream he had eaten, and rubbed the melted ice water on Ji Changyun's clothes, "It's okay, thank you Xiaolin for taking care of me."

"Both crazy." Zhan Le smiled and patted Cheng Zai.

The four of them chattered in the canteen for a while before entering the teaching building. Zhan Le and Lin Xiangxiao left after bringing Cheng Zai and Ji Changyun to the classroom. Almost after greeting the teacher, he put his hand on Cheng's shoulder and smiled like a big villain: "Hey, Zhan Le is wearing your clothes, right?"

"En." Cheng Zai responded.

"Did he spend the night at your house last night?" Ji Changyun still smiled.

Cheng Zai finally found a seat, walked over and sat down.Parents are seated according to the position of the students, so Ji Changyun sat directly next to him, and continued to ask with a smile: "Is it?"

"...Yes," Cheng Zai sighed, "Isn't Lin Xiangxiao spending the night at your house every day now?"

"It's different, he's not yet of age." Ji Changyun said with her face propped up.

"It hasn't been long, I remember," Cheng Zai said, "I, Zhan Le, and Lin Xiangxiao are both on Xia Tian's birthday."

"En." Ji Changyun responded.

"You were born in winter, did you feel the sadness of being excluded?" Cheng Zai turned to look at him and asked with a smile.

"Fuck, forget it." Ji Changyun smiled.

Zhan Le and Lin Xiangxiao found a cool place to stay, surrounded by classmates who came over to say hello from time to time, they stayed there like lost children and did not move. After a long time, Lin Xiangxiao sighed He seemed to say: "It's my third year in high school."

"Ah." Zhan Le responded.

In fact, he still doesn't have the real feeling that he is already in his third year of high school. The people around him are either scumbags, or they can't tell that Lin Xiangxiao, who is neither nervous, nor Cheng Zai, has been telling him not to worry, the road will always some.

In such a relaxed environment, Zhan Le didn't feel much pressure.

But Lin Xiangxiao's sudden sigh pushed Zhan Le to the starting line. He twisted his pants and said softly, "Yeah, where did you go after you figured it out?"

"Still thinking," Lin Xiangxiao leaned back on the chair, looked up at the swaying leaves above his head, "Do you think I'm going to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

Zhan Le patted him speechlessly.

"Just kidding," Lin Xiangxiao smiled, "don't be so serious. But I've made up my mind, I want to study medicine."

"Yeah." Zhan Le nodded seriously.

"Come and cure Ji Changyun's brain damage." Lin Xiangxiao also nodded seriously.

Zhan Le patted him again.

"What about you?" Lin Xiangxiao rubbed his arms and moved aside, "Have you figured it out yet?"

"...not yet." Zhan Le said.

Lin Xiangxiao seemed to want to say something more, but stopped as soon as he opened his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at the exit of the teaching building: "Looking for you?"

Zhan Le looked over and saw that Qi Xunjing was walking towards this side. She was still the same, very shy, and didn't dare to raise her face when she came over, but the first sentence she opened was: "Zhan Le, can I be alone?" Have a word with you?"

"Ah," Zhan Le glanced at Lin Xiangxiao, "All right."

Lin Xiangxiao consciously walked away, leaving the two of them there. Zhan Le felt that it was not good for him to continue sitting, and he didn't really want to invite Qi Xunjing to sit with him, so he stood up: "What's wrong?"

Qi Xunjing pinched his fingers tangledly, looked left and right, and lowered his voice after confirming that there was no one around, and said in a low voice, "That...have you read the letter I gave you earlier?"

Zhan Le's scalp tingled for a while, saying that it was not good enough to read it, and it was not right to say that it was not right. No matter how you say it, it hurts people.

Fortunately, Qi Xunjing didn't continue to dwell on this issue, and continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, I just... want to tell you that I... like you very much, and I think you are very nice."

"Ah." Zhan Le was stunned, "Thank you."

"I just wanted to say it, nothing else," Qi Xunjing lowered his head, "Thank you for listening to me."

"Oh," Zhan Le was quite embarrassed, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he tilted his head, "It's nothing...you're welcome."

"My birthday is next week, Saturday," Qi Xunjing said, "Can you come?"

Zhan Le looked at her, and when he was about to blurt out that good sentence, he swallowed it back. He lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I can't go."

Qi Xunjing raised his head, froze for a few seconds, then nodded, and smiled at Zhanle: "Okay."

"Happy birthday." Zhan Le also nodded at her.

"I'll just tell you, Zhan Le has a good personality, he's good at sports, and he's quite handsome." Ji Changyun patted Cheng Zai on the shoulder, and turned sideways to let a parent behind him walk over, " You need to watch closely."

Cheng Zai looked at the two chatting over there and said nothing.

There is a very familiar feeling in his heart, and familiarity is familiar. It was the same way when he saw Zhan Le and his sister coming out of the hotel before. He couldn't explain it clearly, but he just felt uncomfortable.

It has a long history.

Cheng Zai clicked his tongue lightly.