The sky is dark, with a thin layer of clouds, and the moon climbs on the treetops to rest.

Wen Sui finished writing extracurricular exercises and it was already half past ten. She stretched her waist and asked Zhou Chengcheng: "Are you okay?"

"Ah?" Zhou Chengcheng said, "You are fine, then I am fine."

Immediately after finishing speaking, he packed up his schoolbag.

Wen Sui casually glanced at one side of the math paper—it was clean and white, without a single line.

She was silent for two seconds: "Don't you know it? These few questions are actually relatively simple, why don't I tell you first?"

Zhou Chengcheng waved his hand smartly: "No, no, no."

She neatly folded the test paper and stuffed it into the homework bag, her tone was very obedient: "Chen Zhengfeng said, you can't lie to others, if you can't write, just leave it blank, so that you can know the weak points of your knowledge."

Wen Sui: "But I'm teaching you now, if you know it, then—oh,"

She looked Zhou Chengcheng up and down, and stopped talking, "You are sleepy, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Chengcheng said honestly.

"..." Wen Sui said, "Okay."

Zhou Chengcheng's bed is big, and it won't be crowded when two people sleep together.

Thinking of Shu Hui's words before going to bed, Wen Sui took Zhou Chengcheng to set an alarm clock, and when the alarm clock rang in the morning, the two got up and turned off the alarm clock, and then... retracted into the bed at the same time, staring at each other, relatively silent.

Finally Wen Sui broke the silence in a low voice: "Do you think the alarm clock is set a little early?"

Zhou Chengcheng nodded like a pounding garlic: "Maybe you can sleep for another five minutes?"

Wen Sui: "Four and a half minutes, don't be too late."

Zhou Chengcheng: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, the two were woken up by Ye Shanling lifting the quilt.

Woke up a bit late, coupled with slow movements, when Wen Sui finished washing, several other people were already sitting at the dining table.

She glanced at the man in the back, and unconsciously slowed down.

Zhou Ye was wearing a thin black pajamas, the neckline was buttoned casually, and the top two were unbuttoned, revealing his cold white skin and well-articulated collarbone.

As if aware of the sight, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were dark, he was still asleep, and when he looked at the person lazily, there was a hint of affection.

It made the heart tremble slightly.

His voice was slightly hoarse, with deep tiredness: "Morning."

Wen Sui stayed where he was.

She pursed her lips: "Morning."

Breakfast is clear soup noodles made by Ye Shanling. The noodle soup is golden in color, with green vegetables and fried eggs lying on the edge. Although simple, it is extremely delicious.

The noodles have been served before, and the temperature is just right when it is time to eat, so it tastes very fast.

Ye Shanling saw that the bottom of Zhou Chengcheng's bowl was empty, glanced at Zhou Ye who had finished eating and was resting on a chair, and asked: "Xiao Ye, your brother and I have to go to work later, can you deliver the orange for me?"The two of them?"

Hearing this, Wen Sui's hand paused for sandwiching noodles, and the thin white noodles instantly spilled into the bowl, splashing a small amount of soup.

She paused for two seconds and looked up.

The man was leaning on the back of the chair with his eyelids drooping lazily. He didn't play with his mobile phone, but his expression was very calm.

It looks like haven't slept enough.

Wen Sui pursed his lips.

According to his personality, he should refuse and go back to catch up on sleep.

She stirred the noodles slowly, inexplicably disappointed.

"Okay, I'll go in and change."

The male voice is lazy and light, like particles hitting pebbles.

At the same time, there was the sound of a chair being pulled.

The hot air fluttered upwards, carrying the aroma of noodle soup, rolling up to the eyes.

The man's back became blurred, and after turning a corner quickly, he was no longer seen.

Wen Sui lowered his head and sipped the soup in small sips.

The heat was blowing against her face, her face was hidden in the bowl, and she couldn't help but smile quietly.

The street lamps have not yet stopped, and the lights are soft and white.

Along the way, Zhou Chengcheng kept talking in Balabala, and Wen Sui responded unimportantly.

Occasionally glanced at the driver's seat, perhaps a little sleepy, but the man remained silent and did not disturb.

Wen Sui didn't stop Zhou Chengcheng until he was almost at the school gate: "Let's talk later on the road."

"Okay."

There was a brief silence in the carriage.

But it was quickly broken.

The man had sugar in his mouth, and although he spoke softly, he could hear clearly: "What time is it playing at night?"

"Ah?" Zhou Chengcheng was puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

Zhou Ye turned the steering wheel with one hand, and instead of answering, asked, "Okay, then you two go back at night?"

"..."

Wen Sui answered quickly, "Five thirty."

She thought for a while and continued to ask, "Are you coming to pick us up at night?"

Zhou Ye yawned, turned his head and glanced at her lightly, hummed slowly, with a lazy voice, and casually teased: "Do you like Sui Sui?"

"..."

With a bang.

Wen Sui's pupils dilated unconsciously.

The man turned his face sideways, his face half-lit and half-dark by the light.

phoenix eyes are thin and long, with upturned eye tails, with a casual smile, lazy and casual expression, but the hooked person is in a state of confusion.

Like a demon who is high above and can dominate people's hearts at will.

Wen Sui's voice was trembling with the accelerated heart: "I, what do I have, yes, I like it, I like it."

She was like a thin paper boat, and the slightest wave floated her, causing her to almost turn her back on her back.

And this is not enough to remember the daily life in the sea.

After Zhou Ye finished teasing people, he withdrew his gaze and pointed his chin in one direction: "I'll wait for you in the parking lot over there at night."

After the morning reading, as soon as Qin Qin, the Chinese teacher, left, Chen Zhengfeng came in, announcing that the spring sports meeting will be held in half a month, and handing over a registration form to the sports committee.

The morning passed quickly. After lunch, Wen Sui and Zhou Chengcheng chatted and walked to the classroom.

When he was about to reach the classroom, he saw a familiar person. Wen Sui was stunned for a moment, and walked over to say hello: "Hello, Teacher Lin."

Hearing the sound, Lin Min turned around: "I'm back after dinner. I'm waiting for you."

Wen Sui asked, "What's the matter, teacher?"

Lin Min straight to the point: "Didn't you always want to join the reporter's agency?"

Wen Sui nodded.

She has been interested in interviews since she was a child. She was a member of the school's press agency when she was in junior high school, and she has been applying for admission since entering high school.

Lin Min said: "Now there is an opportunity here. Isn't there a sports meeting in a while, your teacher should have said it?"

Wen Sui: "I said it, I said it after the morning reading get out of class."

Lin Min continued: "Then do you know the curling player Lin Wei?"

Wen Sui paused, and finally shook his head honestly.

"It's okay if you don't know." Lin Min handed her a piece of information, "Here, here are some basic information about him."

"At that time, he will attend the sports meeting, and the school asked for an interview. After discussing with several teachers, we decided to treat this as a selection, and select the first one to enter the reporter agency."

She handed over a registration form and asked, "If you are willing to participate, please sign on it."

Wen Sui glanced.

As a popular club in Changyin No. 1 Middle School, the reporter's club was crowded with people trying to get in. Many names had already been filled in on this registration form.

Fill it out without any hesitation.

Lin Min patted Wensui on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Okay, then you should prepare well."

Wen Sui nodded: "Okay, thank you teacher."

After watching Lin Min leave, Wen Sui stood there and scanned the contents of the information.

Suddenly felt a burst of gaze.

She looked up.

Not far away, a girl about her height was looking at her expressionlessly.

Wen Sui was stunned.

It's Xu Yun.

Xu Yun is actually Wen Sui's childhood friend.

Her father worked under Wen Sui's father, the two families knew each other well, and they were in the same class since childhood, so they played well.

But for some reason, after entering junior high school, she suddenly became very indifferent to Wen Sui, and she was scorned several times when she approached her.

He was thinking about whether to say hello, but before he could make up his mind, Xu Yun looked away coldly and turned away.

Wen Sui stopped for a while, didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked into the classroom.

Time passed quickly during the step-by-step classes, and the brilliant sunset light passed through the windows and moved slowly on different faces until it was replaced by street lights.

As soon as the school bell rang, the students filed out.

Zhou Chengcheng glanced around and emptied most of the classroom in an instant, zipped it up slowly, and took out a thermos to drink water.

After Huang Yuying packed her schoolbag, she looked back and said, "Why don't you go home and sit here?"

Zhou Chengcheng nodded.

On the side, Wen Sui was checking whether he had brought all his homework.

Wen Sui is notorious for procrastination. Seeing her slow movements, Huang Yuying immediately understood, and patted Zhou Chengcheng's shoulder: "Come on. Then I'll go first."

"Ok, bye."

After Huang Yuying left, Wen Sui lowered his head to pack his things, and clicked his tongue: "Come on, you still wait for me."

Zhou Chengcheng turned sideways, looked straight at the boy behind him, a little cautiously: "Isn't that the same, waiting for him to wait for you too."

She finished drinking the water and put away the glass: "But it's a coincidence that there are still people who can be as slow as you. That's good, I don't have to worry about who to go with."

Wen Sui corrected her: "I was worried about how to explain it to me."

"..." Zhou Chengcheng said in a low voice, "how can I forget my friends so much?"

Wen Sui glanced at her and said, "Otherwise?"

Zhou Chengcheng: "..."

She didn't refute at all, and propped her chin and snorted softly: "If you have someone you like, you will do the same as me."

the person like.

suddenly.

A figure broke into my mind.

The man has a tall and tall body, wearing a black sweater on the upper body, with a trendy brand logo printed in the center, and wearing loose and comfortable black sweatpants underneath.

His eyelids drooped, the light fell, a small shadow was cast on his crow-feather eyelashes, his pupils were pitch-black, he looked at people carelessly but with a sense of oppression, his thin lips curled up, lazily and casually.

"..."

Pausing for two seconds, Wen Sui zipped up the zipper: "I don't have anyone I like."

Wen Sui packed his schoolbag, and within half a minute, Xie Huai packed it too.

Zhou Chengcheng hurriedly pulled Wen Sui to follow.

There were not as many people on the road as when school was just over, and it was easy to see Xie Huai's back from a distance of five or six meters.

Until finally at the school gate.

He goes left, they go right.

That's when they parted ways.

There is still a thin layer of purple sunset in the sky, which will not disappear.

When students leave after school, the parking lot becomes empty.

Wen Sui glanced around, and soon found the familiar black Porsche Cayenne from the few remaining cars.

She pointed in the direction: "over there, let's go."

On the edge of the parking space not far away, stood two girls, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, very conspicuous in the quietness of the dusk.

"Did you see the man in that car? So fucking right!"

"Where is it? Let me see!" The short-haired heroine probed, "Fuck, so handsome!"

"Quick! Go ask for a WeChat account!"

"No, no, I can't, you go and ask for it!"

"..."

The moment they passed by, they heard a conversation between the two.

Wen Sui paused and looked into the car.

The car window was wide open, and the man leaned on it with his arms half-bent, his muscles smooth and powerful.His back was leaning on the car seat, his thin eyelids were drooping, and the light from the street lamps floated in through the window. His face was clean, with half exposed in the light and half hidden in the darkness.

The big hand is holding the phone, fingers are sliding on it, the corners of the mouth are hooked, opening and closing occasionally, as if playing a game.

Sensing his gaze, he suddenly raised his head, and within half a second, he retracted his gaze and looked down at the screen—the game has reached the final round, and he is about to eat chicken.

"Not playing anymore." He said without hesitation.

"What?" Zhao Linchao said, "Don't, I played all afternoon, and I only touched the final circle when you came! It's about to eat chicken, why are you leaving at this time?!"

The corner of Zhou Ye's mouth curled into a casual smile as always.

He swiped his finger up to exit the game while turning his head.

His sight went straight through the dim yellow light.

Just happened to bump into Wen Sui's.

Wen Sui curled his fingers.

Standing by the side of the car, she heard the man hum slowly, and said to the person on the other end of the game, "I have to pick it up..."

"—My little nieces, come home."