Most of the pants on Junyi's legs have been dried, leaving the part below the knee, and the sunlight at this time is very strong, and it feels dry after a while.

At this time, he was very refreshed physically and mentally, and his application was extremely relaxed. He reminisced about this morning, there was thrilling, there was warmth, and more incredible.

From the time he has a memory, it is to study. By the time he was six years old, he had already read half of the books in his grandfather's study. He thought that all children of his age should spend their days like this, and he thought that stories related to childhood were written by adults to make children happy.

He read it occasionally, but never cared.

When he was eight years old, just after the Spring Festival, he won the first place in the world in the junior math competition, and his grandfather rewarded him with a Trojan horse. He remembered that at that time, he said disdainfully, "I already have one, why do I want another one." ”

But Grandpa was still tempting: "Then what do you want?" ”

"Two machine gun models, plus a robot cat, don't want your test products, you want a brand new finished product."

"You little rabbit cub, you know how to blackmail old people."

Although Grandpa scolded and scolded, he still got him what he wanted.

When he got the model, he disassembled, installed and disassembled, and was excited for a long time. He thinks that's childhood.

And the robot cat, like a notepad, reminds him of what to do every day. Now that I think about it, these are so boring.

At that time, as long as he finished reading the books on a row of shelves, his grandfather seemed very happy, and he thought that a good boy should be like this.

So, his grandfather asked him to study, and he had nothing else to do, so he went to study. Grandpa taught him to practice calligraphy, and he followed suit.

Gradually, he fell in love with calligraphy, and he felt that the words written with his heart and every stroke were like a friend, telling their boring life.

After about half a year, he finished reading the books that his grandfather had assigned. Grandpa told him to go to school, saying that he wanted him to go to school. When he arrived at the school, he found that the teacher was teaching the students to read and count, and there were also foreign language classes.

Although he didn't need to learn these anymore, he felt new to this teaching method, so he followed the teacher's pretended to learn.

But for those heavy homework, he basically didn't write, and the teacher always called parents at the beginning of the semester, and then he didn't know what to say to his grandfather and school, so he stopped calling parents.

The sun was a little dazzling, and his thoughts returned, and he heard the little girl's gurgling belly.

"Hungry? Let's go find something to eat. ”

Fang Yishen was annoyed because he didn't bring his own food, and he didn't have much energy. She had no strength to lie on her stomach, her stomach kept protesting, and coupled with the strong sunlight, she felt that her whole body was crispy and she couldn't stand up at all.

Leaning on Junyi's brother's back, she was even more comfortable, and she was about to fall asleep. Hearing Junyi's words, her soul was lifted and she wanted to eat, but her body was already in the shape of a dead fish.

Fang Yishen was afraid that he would fall off his smooth back when he got up, so he changed his posture and hugged Junyi's waist from behind with both arms, although her arms were too short to wrap around for a week, but that posture was sufficient.

The fleshy face pressed against his back, and his pounding heartbeat was heard.

"Beautiful brother, why is your heart beating suddenly?" The voice was low, almost murmuring.