Song Fusheng had just come out of the bathroom, and his hair was still dripping with water. He wiped his hair with a towel over and over again while talking to Zhuang Zhou.

"It's winter vacation now, and you're not leaving?"

This kid is giving an eviction order. It's so straightforward.

Zhuang Zhou got up from the piano bench and walked towards Song Fusheng with a smile on his face. "I'll help you~"

"No, you don't." Song Fusheng tore away the towel that Zhuang Zhou had taken away, and continued to wipe it by himself. His complexion was slightly flushed because he had just come out of the bathroom, and this good skin that was white and red was really enviable, obviously just a boy.

"I said, Song Fusheng, why do you have to drive me away. Anyway, we'll be classmates soon. "Zhuang Zhou has already completed the admission procedures, even if he doesn't wait for the start of school next year, he can now be said to be a prospective high school freshman in Zilin No. 1 Middle School. He won the gold medal in the national writing contest for two consecutive years, and according to the admission rules of Zilin No. 1 Middle School, he can be directly admitted to the experimental class of Zilin No. 1 Middle School without taking the high school entrance examination. As for Song Fusheng, he was on the school's escort list, but he refused, he decided to take the high school entrance examination, anyway, this can only be regarded as a small test for him.

"These are two different things. You don't have to live in my house, do you? Didn't you say that you would stay for a few days and then go back? Song Fusheng lay lazily on the sofa. His hair was half-dry, but the large towel was already lying on his head.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm a great part of helping you move. Song Fusheng should not be too ungrateful. Zhuang Zhou took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and threw it to Song Fusheng, and he himself opened a can of orange juice drink.

Song Fusheng quickly and elegantly caught the mineral water thrown by Zhuang Zhou, unscrewed the cap neatly, and drank two sips in a row.

On the first day of the winter vacation, Song Fusheng began to work on various matters of moving. He first informed Song Zhaoshui, after all, this was still a semester away from the appointed date. originally thought that he would refuse, but who knew that Song Zhaoshui simply agreed, and said, Zhuang Zhou is here, you can be regarded as a companion. Everything can't escape Song Zhaoshui's eyes. Even no one said that Zhuang Zhou had come to City A.

"I remember you moved a suitcase of your own. I haven't collected your rent yet. Excuse me. Well? ”

Song Fusheng and Zhuang Zhou haven't seen each other for two whole years. But when they met again, they were still as cordial as when they first met, as if they had only been separated for many years and not because they were angry with each other. Song Fusheng lived in the master bedroom on the second floor, and Zhuang Zhou lived in the next room to Song Fusheng. In the past, Song Fusheng always ate alone, but now that Zhuang Zhou is here, the air in the house has suddenly changed. Maybe it's because of the popularity, the huge houses are no longer so cold.

"Good, good. Shall we even? "Zhuang Zhou's general affairs can't say Song Fusheng.

He was just about to talk to Song Fusheng about the entire winter vacation. "Where are we going to play during winter break?" Unfortunately, Song Fusheng's mobile phone rang. Song Fusheng glanced at Zhuang Zhou and didn't answer, so he went to answer the phone first. The three words on the mobile phone screen stabbed his eyes a little.

He also knows Hua Nijin's temper, and if he deliberately doesn't answer, she will definitely blow up his phone. Song Fusheng didn't want to entangle with her too much, so he finally answered the phone.

"What is Miss Hua looking for me?"

Zhuang Zhou almost squirted the drink in his mouth when he heard Song Fusheng's weird tone. I haven't seen Song Fusheng for two years, and the peach blossom luck is still vigorous. What is it about the sacredness that makes him so promiscuous? Could it be the little girl from last time? Oh no. Last time, the surname was Shen. Right! Shen Qingjia! Hey. My friend, you are not simple~ Zhuang Zhou gave Song Fusheng a meaningful smile.

Song Fusheng directly ignored it...... Young Master Zhuang's imagination has always been so rich......

"Song Fusheng. Are you trying to get some idea? Didn't you want to answer my phone in the first place? ”

"You know why you're asking?"

“……”