Chapter III

After finishing the next three classes on pins and needles, I finally made it to the end of school. The Chinese teacher on the podium was very crisp, and as soon as the bell rang, he shouted to end the class, and he didn't delay for a second.

Lin Zhao slowly cleaned up the books on the table, but Yu Guang kept paying attention to Qin Muyang's movements. He thought that if Qin Muyang forgot what he said to him during recess and went to eat alone, he would treat it as if it hadn't happened.

However, it is obvious that Qin Muyang's memory is not bad to that point. He packed his things, walked to Lin Zhao's seat, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ā€

The midday sun shone on him, making him look exceptionally dazzling. Lin Zhao looked at him and nodded almost reverently: "Hmm." ā€

Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang are both students, and they can go out to eat at noon with their school cards.

Lin Zhao followed Qin Muyang in a daze, and only when he left the school gate did he remember that he had forgotten to take his wallet. He wanted Qin Muyang to wait for him for a while, but he looked at Qin Muyang, who had been silent in front of him, and he couldn't open his mouth again.

Fortunately, Qin Muyang noticed his hesitation and took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?" ā€

Lin Zhao lowered his head, embarrassed: "I—I forgot to bring my wallet." ā€

Qin Muyang seemed to laugh, but because the voice was dispersed too quickly, Lin Zhao didn't hear it clearly. He raised his head, Qin Muyang still had an expressionless face: "It's okay, I brought it." ā€

Lin Zhao thought that he had really misheard, and said politely: "Then how can you be embarrassed." ā€

"Just thank you for having me breakfast."

Lin Zhao touched his ears and muttered, "You didn't eat those breakfasts either." ā€

Qin Muyang didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?" ā€

"Nothing." Lin Zhao raised his head and gave Qin Muyang a hearty smile, "Then thank you in advance." ā€

Qin Muyang said, "Let's go." ā€

After that, the two of them did not communicate again.

Lin Zhao wanted to say a few more words to Qin Muyang, but Qin Muyang exuded the aura of "You mortals stay away from me" all over his body, and he was very spineless.

However, even if there was no communication, Lin Zhao enjoyed the feeling of walking with Qin Muyang. This is his first date with Qin Muyang, and it may also be the only one, he has to cherish every minute and every second of the two of them together.

"How about eating here?" Qin Muyang suddenly stopped.

Lin Zhao was still thinking about how many abdominal muscles Qin Muyang had, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard the question: "Huh? ā€

"We're eating here?"

Lin Zhao nodded hurriedly: "Okay." "As long as he is with the male god, he is willing to drink the northwest wind.

The two found a window seat and sat down, and it was only then that Lin Zhao realized that this was his favorite seafood restaurant. However, because of the high consumption inside, he does not come often.

There are so many restaurants around the school, but Qin Muyang chose this one, which shows that he should also like this restaurant.

Thinking that he and the male god have a common hobby, Lin Zhao felt happy in his heart.

Qin Muyang handed the menu to Lin Zhao: "You can order food." ā€

Lin Zhao hurriedly excused himself: "No, no, no, you can order, I'm not a picky eater." ā€

Qin Muyang was not polite, and quickly ordered the dishes with the menu.

Lin Zhao was deeply fascinated by his crisp and neat energy, a male god is a male god, and ordering food has a kind of momentum to guide the country.

The restaurant is crowded and the dishes are served slowly. It was too embarrassing for the two of them to sit and not speak, Lin Zhao mustered up the courage to find a conversation: "Qin Muyang, did you have anything to do with calling me here today?" ā€

Qin Muyang was lowering his head thoughtfully, and when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Lin Zhao: "I'm here to apologize to you......" He paused, as if he was thinking of words, "I was in a bad mood some time ago, and I was a little fierce towards you, I hope you don't take it to heart." ā€

Lin Zhao thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought that Qin Muyang would apologize to him. He shook his head sharply and said incoherently: "No, no, no, you don't have to apologize to me, I should apologize to you." I'm going to disturb you by bringing you breakfast against your wishes. ā€

"Let's not hold ourselves accountable." Qin Muyang smiled and picked up the teacup on the table, "I still have classes in a while, so I can't drink." We replaced the wine with tea, and after this cup, the previous things were written off. ā€

"Okay, a write-off!" Lin Zhao picked up the teacup, touched it with Qin Muyang, and drank it heroically. A cup of tea was forced by him to drink the momentum of the second pot.

After drinking tea, there was silence between the two again. Lin Zhao lowered his head and played with the teacup, thinking, what about after the write-off? Is it just the bridge to the bridge and the road to the road?

He faked a cough, wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, Qin Muyang opened his mouth first: "Then we will be friends from now on?" ā€

Lin Zhao raised his head abruptly and looked at Qin Muyang in disbelief: "What did you say?" Friends, friends? ā€

"Hmm......" Qin Muyang asked, "Is that okay?" ā€

"Absolutely!" Lin Zhao said excitedly.

The people next to him all looked over, and Lin Zhao realized that he had lost his temper, so he hurriedly lowered the decibels: "I can't ask for it." ā€

Qin Muyang filled the teacups of the two of them, and said with a smile: "For the sake of our friendship, another cup?" ā€

Lin Zhao was immersed in the blissful dizziness of being friends with Qin Muyang, and after drinking a cup of tea, he sat for a while before he remembered the key question: "By the way, Qin Muyang, why do you want to be friends with me?" ā€

"Why do you want to be friends with you?" Qin Muyang thought for a moment and frowned slightly, "I can't tell you about this, if I have to say the reason, it may be that your behavior of sending breakfast all the time has moved me." I have a bad personality and people don't want to approach me. Only you, no matter how ugly I speak, are still willing to approach me. So I thought, I shouldn't miss you as a friend. ā€

"That's right, hehe." Lin Zhao smiled dryly and looked away weakly. If Qin Muyang knew that he sent breakfast because he liked him, would he still say that?

Just as the dish came up, the two stopped talking.

The first dish was stewed spicy shrimp, looking at the red peppers and golden shrimp on the plate, Lin Zhao almost drooled. This is his favorite dish, two people, a big plate, couldn't be happier!

The dishes were served one after another, spicy stir-fried snails, steamed vermicelli with garlic lobster, spicy crab, and finally a Halle seafood soup.

Lin Zhao looked directly at the dishes on the table, and it took a lot of perseverance to not grasp them directly with his hands. These are all dishes he likes to eat, and they are simply uncontrollable in front of him!

Qin Muyang handed over a pair of chopsticks: "Eat when you're hungry." ā€

Lin Zhao took the chopsticks, and seeing that Qin Muyang didn't move, he waited for a while before starting: "You also like to eat seafood?" ā€

"Well, you like it too?"

"I love it!" Speaking of what he likes to eat, Lin Zhao's eyes lit up, "Ever since I came to this restaurant when I was ten years old and ate seafood, I have deeply liked seafood. However, because of the high cost of this store, I rarely come. I know a store that is in the alley next to the 'Huimei Supermarket'. The seafood there tastes good and the price is not high. The one I usually go to. ā€

"I know that one, it's called ...... 'Everyday Seafood', isn't it?"

"You actually know that store!" Lin Zhao was shocked. Because the geographical location of 'Everyday Seafood' is relatively remote, most of the people who know it are "seafood enthusiasts" who have no money and are greedy. People like Qin Muyang don't look like people who would go to that kind of place.

"Well, I listen to my ...... A friend talked about it. ā€

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Zhao felt that Qin Muyang's tone was a little low when he said the word "friend". He didn't continue to ask which friend it was, but took over the topic: "I often go with Liu Weiwei, but she is allergic to seafood, so she can only watch me eat it every time." ā€

Qin Muyang's movements paused, and his expression changed slightly. He ordered the rice bowl with chopsticks and asked quietly, "You and Liu Weiwei seem to have a good relationship?" ā€

"Well, she's my buddy." Lin Zhao lowered his head and didn't notice the change in Qin Muyang, "We've known each other since we wore open crotch pants, and we even know how many times the other party has wetted the bed." ā€

Qin Muyang didn't answer, Lin Zhao secretly observed his face, and said with a dry smile: "It doesn't seem appropriate to say these things during dinner." ā€

Although Qin Muyang said "It's okay", his expression was not as good as before.

Lin Zhao didn't know which sentence he said wrong, so he simply closed his mouth and ate silently with his head down.

Fortunately, the dishes on the table tasted very good, which soothed Lin Zhao's devastated heart. He quickly finished eating a bowl of rice, and when he was about to add a bowl, he suddenly remembered Qin Muyang opposite.

Lin Zhao put away his hand that was about to scoop the rice, frowned and fell into a tangle.

If you add a bowl, will it affect your image in Qin Muyang's heart?

If you don't add a bowl, it's a shame to not eat so many delicious foods in front of you.

Food or beautiful man, it's a difficult choice.

"I'll help you scoop it." The bowl in his hand was taken away, and Qin Muyang helped Lin Zhao scoop a full bowl of rice.

Lin Zhao took his bowl, his heart was so moved, but he said with a fake smile on his face: "Thank you, thank you, I can't eat so much." Actually, I'm already full, but the food is so delicious and I want to eat more. ā€

Qin Muyang raised the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

For this meal, Lin Zhao added a total of three bowls. At first, he still wanted to keep his image, but later he began to give up on himself. Anyway, he and Qin Muyang have no possibility of development, no matter how good the image is, it will be useful! It's better to fill your stomach.

In the end, almost all of the dishes of the four or five people were eaten by Lin Zhao, and when he went out, he walked with his stomach on his back.

"You're ordering too much." Lin Zhao said while burping, "When Liu Weiwei and I eat, it is enough to order two dishes and one soup." Of course, he didn't say that the two of them ate every time they didn't have a drop of oil left.

Qin Muyang nodded: "I'll have less next time." ā€

Lin Zhao didn't expect that there would be a next time, in order not to make this "next time" become far away, he said earnestly: "You invited me today, and I will invite you next time." It's too expensive, I can't afford it, so I'll invite you to 'Everyday Seafood', okay? ā€

Qin Muyang said: "Okay." ā€

The two of them made an appointment to eat seafood next time as they walked. When passing by the pharmacy, Qin Muyang went in and bought a box of medicines. He raised the medicine in his hand and handed it to Lin Zhao: "Here you go." ā€

"Give it to me?" Lin Zhao took it in confusion and found that it was a box of stomach and digestion tablets. He looked at Qin Muyang, and a warm current surged in his heart.

This person, he liked it when he didn't touch it, and he seemed to like it even more after contact.

How happy to be friends like this!

Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang were just over a little over when they returned to the classroom, but there were already many people in the classroom. Some of them were doing their homework, some were taking a nap.

Lin Zhao has always stepped into the classroom, and he came so early today, and he didn't know what to do.

Liu Weiwei hasn't come yet, she is as habitual as Lin Zhao stepping into the classroom. Therefore, Lin Zhao wanted to share the gossip but couldn't find a partner.

A person suddenly sat down next to him, Qin Muyang held the math book and asked in a low voice, "Lin Zhao, what homework did the math teacher assign this morning?" ā€

Because he was afraid of disturbing others, he almost came to Lin Zhao's ear and said it.

Lin Zhao's face turned red instantly, and he lowered his head and hurriedly flipped through the math books in the table box: "You wait a minute, I'll take a look." ā€

finally found the book, and the heat on Lin Zhao's face finally subsided. He opened the math book and flipped to the section that the teacher talked about today.

The writing is clean, not a word. Lin Zhao then remembered that he hadn't listened to today's math class, let alone what homework was, he didn't even know that there was homework!

Lin Zhao's face turned red again, this time because of this. It was a fact that his grades were not good, but he felt very embarrassed to let Qin Muyang see him such a scumbag.

Qin Muyang didn't make fun of him, but only said meaningfully: "You still have to listen to the lecture when you should listen to it." ā€

Lin Zhao couldn't wait to find a crack to get into, he had never been so embarrassed when he was scolded by the math teacher in front of the whole class. He has always believed that "although I have bad grades, I live happily", and this is the first time he feels sad because of his lack of effort.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Qin Muyang to leave, and he was able to let Lin Zhao lie on the table and silently hide his feelings. Looking at the messy textbooks in the table box, he secretly decided: from today onwards, he must study hard!