The life of the third year of high school is monotonous and boring, and every day is nothing but studying or studying. Sometimes Lin Zhao looked up from the thick book and would be shocked to find that the noise of the past seemed to be far away from him.

He didn't know what was waiting in front of him, so he could only step on the road under his feet and slowly move forward step by step. The days of studying every day are boring, but the feeling of knowing what you are doing is very fulfilling.

There is always a reward for paying, and Lin Zhao's results are getting better and better every time. His name has been mentioned countless times by teachers to encourage students who want to work hard but are holding back because of their poor grades.

In November's midterm exams, Lin Zhao advanced to the top five in his class in one fell swoop, and never fell out again in the days that followed.

So far, Lin Zhao has become synonymous with "miracles" in class 20, and everyone's eyes looking at him have changed from disdain to admiration.

Looking at the higher and higher rankings, Lin Zhao could finally be sure that he had completely gotten rid of his former self.

In the days of studying nervously every day, the only thing that could relax Lin Zhao was his and Qin Muyang's "home".

The same slippers side by side at the door, the couple cups on the table, the toothbrush in the bathroom head to head, and the clothes hanging in the wardrobe all exude a sweet and warm atmosphere.

Lin Zhao was lying on the bed, and Qin Muyang next to him had words in his mouth: "Six kings, four seas and one; Shushan Wu, A Fang out of ......"

This is Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang's must-have bedtime program every night - memorizing ancient poems.

In Lin Zhao's words: "Reciting ancient poems before going to bed can not only enhance memory, but also hypnosis, killing two birds with one stone, how good!" ”

It's hard to say whether it can enhance memory, but hypnosis is real. Before Qin Muyang finished reciting the two paragraphs, his voice lowered: "Manli is far-sighted, and he is lucky." Thirty-six years ...... those who cannot be seen"

The low murmur was replaced by an even breathing sound, Lin Zhao glanced over there, put his hands behind his head, and then recited silently: "Yan Zhaozhi's collection, Han Weizhi's ......"

He really wanted to do something else to hypnotize, but he had no choice but to "show his intentions and be ruthless".

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Day again, and the New Year's Day of the third year of high school only had one day off, and he had to return to school in the evening.

On the evening of the 31st, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang had the fourth evening self-study and went out for dinner with Liu Weiwei and Jiang Yucheng.

Jiang Yucheng transferred to Lin Zhao's class, he had a bad foundation, and there was no guarantee for going directly to the university, so he signed up for a painting training class and embarked on the road of no return for art and sports students with Liu Weiwei.

The four of them still chose to gather in the "Xian Mantang", probably because of the festival, the store was full of people.

It was rare to relax, and there was no class the next day, so Jiang Yucheng directly came over with a case of beer, intending to let go of it. He pours wine for everyone with a bottle, and there are many reasons to persuade wine:

"Happy New Year!"

"Congratulations to Ah Zhao for finishing in the top five!"

"Good luck with our learning and progress in the new year! Prosperity! The longer the higher! ”

"I wish Weiwei and I a hundred years of happiness and an early birth of a precious son!"

"Get out!" Liu Weiwei gave Jiang Yucheng an elbow and went to the counter to get two bottles of liquor, "Since you want to drink it so much, my mother will accompany you to have a drink!" ”

Lin Zhao wanted to persuade her, but was pulled by Qin Muyang: "Let her drink." ”

Lin Zhao hesitated for a long time, but still took his hand back.

Liu Weiwei needs to vent, Lin Zhao can see it.

She had a big fight with her family over the sake of studying art and sports, and her mother scolded her for being a debt collector and a loser.

Liu Weiwei released cruel words: One day I will mix up my personal appearance and return to you twice as much as you use!

However, getting ahead is not as easy as words.

Liu Weiwei spent money to enter middle school at the beginning, and her foundation was far less good than Lin Zhao's, and it was very difficult to learn cultural classes. Coupled with the daily high-intensity professional training, she lost weight at a visible rate during this time.

Lin Zhao wanted Liu Weiwei to stop fighting so hard several times, but seeing that she yawned early in the morning and memorized the text and read the notes, he took back the words that came to his mouth.

Everyone should be responsible for their own lives, Liu Weiwei works so hard, he should be happy for her.

After eating a meal, Liu Weiwei couldn't even walk steadily. Lin Zhao wanted to step forward to help her, but was stopped by Jiang Yucheng: "I'll carry her." ”

Jiang Yucheng drank no less wine than Liu Weiwei, but he was not drunk at all. With the help of Qin Muyang and Lin Zhao, he carried Liu Weiwei on his back, and then asked them, "Are you going home or going back to school?" ”

"Back to school." Qin Muyang glanced at Lin Zhao, "It's inconvenient to go home with the smell of alcohol." ”

Lin Zhao nodded approvingly: "Let Weiwei go to us too, she will definitely be scolded when she goes home like this." ”

"No need," Jiang Yucheng said, "Weiwei went to my house." ”

"Your home?" Lin Zhao's face was full of embarrassment, "This is not good." ”

Jiang Yucheng smiled: "What do you think!" My mom is home too. ”

After sending Jiang Yucheng and Liu Weiwei into a taxi, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang planned to walk back to school.

In the quiet street, Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang walked side by side towards the school.

Lin Zhao lowered his head and suddenly laughed: "Do you think the current scene is very similar to my birthday night?" ”

"Huh?" Qin Muyang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled, "It's quite similar." ”

"Time flies!" Lin Zhao sighed, "Before I knew it, it would be more than half a year." ”

Qin Muyang asked, "Do you want to recall how you felt at that time?" ”

"What do you want to do......?"

Before Lin Zhao finished speaking, he was quickly kissed by Qin Muyang: "Lin Zhao, I like you, let's be together." ”

Lin Zhao was so nervous that he hurriedly pushed Qin Muyang away: "What are you doing, what about this street, what if someone else sees it." ”

"Hey," Qin Mu sighed resentfully, "Sure enough, it's worthless if you get it, the last time I kissed you like this, you were stunned for a minute." ”

Lin Zhao lightly hammered him: "Don't make trouble." ”

Qin Muyang took Lin Zhao's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and said in a low voice: "I really want to hold hands with you like this for the rest of my life." ”

"Fleshy!" Lin Zhao twisted his face to the side in disgust, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

It was already late, and after returning to the house to wash, Lin Zhao went to bed early.

Lin Junguo greeted him a few days ago and asked him to go back on New Year's Day, and he cooked him delicious food.

Since his third year of high school, Lin Zhao rarely went home on the grounds of studying nervously.

Lin Junguo knew what he was thinking, and he usually didn't force him to go back, but only looked at him every week when he sent him living expenses, and cooked him something delicious by the way.

I don't know how long I slept, and in a daze, Lin Zhao suddenly heard a moan. Moaning. The sound was sometimes loud and sometimes small, but it was impossible to ignore.

Lin Zhao opened his eyes a little irritably, only to find that the sound was in his ears. He turned on the light, only to see Qin Muyang curled up on the bed, clutching his stomach and gritting his teeth, his pale face covered with beads of sweat.

Lin Zhao was startled, pounced over and asked, "Qin Muyang, what's wrong with you?" ”

"My stomach hurts a little," Qin Muyang opened his eyes, looking weak, "Did you wake you up?" ”

"Wake up a ghost! You should wake me up! Lin Zhao was so angry and anxious that he didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and went to the medicine box again, "Where is your stomach medicine?" ”

"Stomach medicine...... Hiss...... The stomach medicine is gone. ”

"You can't do that." Lin Zhao lost the medicine box and began to change clothes, "I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Qin Muyang frowned, trying not to groan. Moaned: "Don't worry about it, it will be fine in a while." ”

"What's good!" Lin Zhao shouted loudly, his eyes were already red, "You are in pain like this!" Do you want me to watch you die alive? ”

Qin Muyang stopped talking and lay quietly on the bed.

Lin Zhao hurriedly got dressed and squatted in front of Qin Muyang: "Come up, I'll carry you." ”

Qin Muyang pushed him: "No, you can just hold me." ”

"Hurry up!" Lin Zhao raised his voice, "I have a stomachache, do you want to help me go to the hospital?" ”

Qin Muyang shook his head helplessly, and barely lay on his back with Lin Zhao's help.

The back of the chest is very thin, and the bones still hurt a little in the chest. But at this moment, Qin Muyang felt that this back was very powerful.

He lay on Lin Zhao's back and closed his eyes in peace.

The one-meter-eighty-three boy is not light, but Lin Zhao didn't even take a break, and ran to the school gate with Qin Muyang on his back.

With the help of the doorman, Qin Muyang was helped into the taxi, and while he took a long breath, Lin Zhao found that his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

At half past six in the morning, the genius of the city was just about to start to light.

When Qin Muyang opened his eyes, it was already dawn, and Lin Zhao was lying on the side of his hospital bed, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was not sleeping soundly.

He stretched out his hand and touched Lin Zhao's head. The next second, the man opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Lin Zhao yawned, and there were still red marks on his face that had been pressed out when he was sleeping, "You can leave when this bottle of water is finished." ”

Qin Muyang looked at the red bloodshot in his eyes and said distressedly, "You can sleep for a while." ”

"No need," Lin Zhao took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "It's half past ten, and I'm just going back for lunch after hanging." ”

He put his phone back in his pocket and pulled out a booklet that he could take with him: "Idle is idle anyway, come on, let's memorize the words." I speak Chinese meaning, you spell English. The first, excellent, satisfying ......"

Qin Muyang shouted at him: "Lin Zhao ......"

Lin Zhao urged: "Hurry up!" Excellent, satisfying. ”

Qin Muyang was helpless: "g-o-r-g-e-o-u-us." ”

"Agreed, agreed......"

After hanging a bottle of water, Qin Muyang consolidated fifty words.

Lin Zhao put away the booklet and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, go back today and memorize another hundred words, and it will not be a problem to take the next English test of one hundred and three." ”

When the two got out of the hospital, Qin Muyang suddenly said, "I'm sorry." ”

Lin Zhao lowered his head and didn't look at him: "Why did you suddenly say I'm sorry." ”

"I shouldn't be reckless, I don't tell you for a stomachache."

"You also know that you are being reckless," Lin Zhao smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I'm angry right now. But I don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to have a cold war with you, that would hurt my feelings too much. ”

Lin Zhaoyu sighed: "Qin Muyang, I enjoy the feeling of being taken care of by you, but I hope that I will also become your dependence." You want to hold me and protect me, and I don't want you to be wronged a little bit either. Isn't it all about taking care of each other and relying on each other when we are together? But why are you in pain like that, but you don't even call me? Am I that unreliable? ”

"No," Qin Muyang pulled Lin Zhao's elbow and looked at him, "I will never do this again, I promise." ”

Lin Zhao looked at him for a long time, and finally lost the battle: "Next time, I will have a cold war with you for a week!" ”