This was the most tiring weekend Yuan Bozhu had ever had.

In order to avoid any further unexpected events, he stayed at home all day Sunday.

After dinner, he had to fetch his glasses, otherwise he would have no time tomorrow.

On the way to the optician's shop, Yuan Bozhu was terrified, and he had to be ready at every intersection—he didn't want to run into anyone again.

Fortunately, that damned coincidence of hitting a wall is over.

Yuan Bozhu returned safely all the way.

He was sitting on the sofa with the news playing on the TV, Yuan Jilang was on the phone on the balcony, Hiiragi Shu was sitting on the massage chair and brushing the shopping platform, Yuan Wanjiao seemed very tired, she went to the room early to sleep, Yuan Qifeng was still therenot there.

Everything is so peaceful and quiet.

Well, life is back to being as monotonous as it should be.

When the news broadcast a vicious brawl that happened last night, Yuan Bozhu raised his eyes and looked at the TV screen silently.

In an abandoned factory in the north of the city, several corpses were found. According to the police investigation, it was caused by an external force attack that caused excessive blood loss.

One man was left with a knife wound from the neck to the chest with deep bone visible - but the latest news, the forensic examination results, said that it was not a knife wound.More like the claw marks left by some kind of beast.

However, it is still under investigation because it is too sharp and the residue cannot be detected.

Yuan Bozhu suddenly glanced at his hand, the invisible thread on the index finger was pulling the Yuan Qifeng in the distance.

For the most part, Yuan Bozhu trusted Yuan Qifeng's sense of proportion.

For so many years, no matter how strange Yuan Qifeng behaved or how many injuries he suffered, Yuan Bozhu didn't go into it.He believed that Yuan Qifeng would not harm his family, and that was enough.Yuan Bozhu doesn't care what he does outside.

But killing people is obviously beyond the scope of his ideal ordinary life.

He should go and see what the hell Yuan Qifeng has been up to lately.

"younger brother."

Hiiragi Shu's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Yuan Bozhu turned his head to look at her, and successfully avoided another head-touching attack from her.

"What time is the parents' meeting this week?" Hirao Shu didn't rua his son's head, put his hands on the sofa, and looked at Yuan Bozhu with a displeased face, "Dad is too busy, so I can't go. Mom will go this time."

"Friday at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Hmm, does mom need to make any preparations? For example..." She blinked and smiled slyly, "Whether my brother has been caught by the teacher for puppy love, if you need mom to help you lie, please say hello in advance."

Yuan Bozhu was already used to her whims, so he just said, "No."

"Oh." Hiiragi looked regretful, "You are eighteen years old, it will be too late if you don't fall in love early!"

Yuan Bozhu thought, the matter of puppy love was already a thousand or eight hundred years too late for him.

"What puppy love, who is puppy love, who is puppy love?!"

Yuan Jilang, who finished the phone call, came in from the balcony. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "puppy love", and stared at Yuan Bozhu in high spirits, "Who's girl, let dad see!"

Yuan Bozhu: "...There is no such thing."

"Well, my sister told me that my younger brother may be lucky in love recently, and asked me to give me more pocket money, in case my younger brother wants to buy someone a token of love."

Hiiragi Shu walked over and took Yuan Jilang's hand, resting his head on his shoulder, looked at his son with happiness and sympathy at the same time, and said,

"But, our younger brother is not cute at all. How can anyone want to fall in love with him?"

Yuan Jilang raised his eyebrows back, and disapprovingly refuted Hiai Shu, saying: "That's not necessarily true, if Jiaojiao says yes, then most likely there will be."

"But my sister might be teasing us, too."

"She dares. Marriage is a trifling matter. If she dares to make fun of it, I will criticize her later."

"Oh, I'm just talking about puppy love. I haven't gotten married yet."

"If you're in love, why don't you get married?!"

"Not necessarily in love—"

Yuan Bozhu stood up abruptly, glanced at the two expressionlessly, and walked back to the bedroom in silence.

Shut out the discussion of his parents about the possibility of his puppy love.

The same Monday as usual, the same flag-raising ceremony as usual.

Yuan Bozhu was still walking on the outermost side of the crowd, moving down a little bit with everyone's footsteps.

"There's a lot going on this week! There's a parent meeting and a welcome party."

"You don't have to worry about the welcome party, there is no seat for you at all."

"Who said that? I know people in the student union, and they have reserved tickets for me. Don't be jealous, hehe, this is the benefit of having many friends."

"I'm going, really? Then you can get a ticket for me too, I want to watch the three school beauties dancing jazz!"

...

When they reached the first floor, the crowd finally dispersed.

The students in Yuan Bozhu's class gathered together very unitedly.

Probably because they are still nostalgic for the experience at Never-ending on Friday. They were chatting with high voices, wishing they could use the loudspeaker to tell everyone that the whole class went to Never-ending to play.

Yuan Bozhu will always be an alternative to collective life.

Even though he was at the party, he still didn't impress anyone too much.

As usual, he walked alone.

But Yuan Bozhu enjoys this feeling of being forgotten or ignored, because he saves the time of talking to people, and he just concentrates on meditation...

"classmate!"

Yuan Bozhu was lightly patted on the shoulder.

His conscious meditation was suspended, and his first reaction was that the other party recognized the wrong person.

At school, no one would specifically greet Yuan Bozhu.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

...It seems that there is no mistake.

Just to find him.

Lin Shuanghuan trotted two steps to Yuan Bozhu's body, turned around to face him, and walked backwards.

As he walked, he said, "I thought you were on our floor, but are you upstairs?"

Yuan Bozhu only glanced at him, then turned his eyes away and frowned slightly.

He's not good at dealing with this situation.

Recalling the meeting in the cafe, Lin Shuangxuan turned a blind eye to him, and after the night of Xuantian Mountain on Saturday, Lin Shuangxuan exposed more flaws in front of him.

Shouldn't they avoid it even more and pretend they don't know each other?

Why do you have to come and say hello to him in the crowd.

"I was in such a hurry that day that I forgot to ask you, what's your name? Which class are you in?" When Lin Shuangxuan was speaking, he put his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly. Every time he took a step back, he would feelA handful of broken hair on the top trembled slightly.

Like some kind of light and soft feather.

Looking at his walking posture, Yuan Bozhu felt unsafe.

Because there are people all around now, it is easy for Lin Shuangxuan to bump into other people walking backwards.

Sure enough, Lin Shuangxuan stepped on someone else's heels in the next second.

But the other party turned his head and saw that it was Lin Shuangyou. He was not angry at all and greeted him: "Xiao Linger, I was going to find you. Can you get me a ticket for the welcome party?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and several high school seniors squeezed over: "I want it, I want it too, Lin Shuangxiu, you can't favor one person over another!"

Lin Shuangxuan waved his hands with a smile and said, "Go ahead and dream, I only have one, and no one will give it to you."

After he finished speaking, he squeezed out of the crowd again, and ran to Yuan Bozhu's side again, tightly clinging to Yuan Bozhu's arm.

Yuan Bozhu turned sideways and staggered away from him.

Lin Shuangxuan was not discouraged, tilted his head, and moved close to Yuan Bozhu's chest. Before Yuan Bozhu could react, he saw the information on his school card.

"Grade Three, Class Seven, Yuan, Bo, Zhu..."

Lin Shuangxuan read his name and smiled happily, "Remember, I will meet you in your class at noon, and I will treat you to dinner."

"Need not."

"use."

Yuan Bozhu glanced at Lin Shuanghuan, trying to find a perfunctory look on that face.but no.

Lin Shuangxuan wanted to invite him to dinner very seriously.

"No need." Yuan Bozhu slightly emphasized his tone.

He thought that if he refused decisively enough, he could refute Lin Shuangxie's face and make the other party feel unhappy, so he gave up talking to him.

But Lin Shuangxuan is a little special, he seems to have a temperament that is not easy to be irritated.

Yuan Bozhu refused, but he still said: "Then do you like milk tea? I'll go out to eat at noon, and I'll bring it for you by the way."

At this time, many people beside him slowed down, looked at him curiously, and made gossiping sounds.

"Who is Lin Shuangling talking to?"

"I do not know."

"Have you seen him? How old is he? Why haven't I seen him in the third year of high school?"

"There must be something, please help Brother Xuan."

That's why Yuan Bozhu didn't want to get close to Lin Shuanghuan.

It seems that as long as you get close to this person by two meters, you will automatically join the "attractive" enchantment.

Yuan Bozhu frowned lightly, he didn't want to get involved with Lin Shuanghuan, let alone continue to attract people's attention and become the center of the topic.

"Ah. Are you..." Seeing that he was silent, Lin Shuangxiu suddenly thought of something, lowered his voice, and asked him in a low voice, "Hate me talking to you when there are many people?"

"..."

Yuan Bozhu was a little surprised at Lin Shuanghuan's ability to observe words and emotions.

He glanced at the other party, and wanted to keep ignoring him, but Lin Shuangxiu blinked at him resolutely.

He replied briefly: "Yes."

"Okay, then I will find you quietly next time."

Lin Shuangxuan is very good at using his beautiful eyes to convey his mood.

He rushed to Yuan Bozhu wink, silently said "goodbye", then turned around and plunged into the big waves of other students.

Yuan Bozhu opened his mouth, wanting to tell Lin Shuangxuan, no, that's not what he meant.

It's not that I don't like you talking to me when there are many people, but I hope you never talk to me.

But Lin Shuangxuan has been submerged in the pile of classmates.

Yuan Bozhu could only lower his eyes and continue walking alone.

The so-called Murphy's Law, a popular explanation is that when something has the possibility of going bad, no matter how much you predict in advance and try to stop it, it will inevitably happen in the end.

This argument, now applied to Yuan Bozhu's situation, is valid.

He doesn't make friends, doesn't talk about himself with others, and doesn't give people the opportunity to understand and spy on him. From the first year of high school to the present, he has effectively avoided all unnecessary social interactions.

But today, Yuan Bozhu's perfect and transparent life has cracks visible to the naked eye.

The person who pierced this hole was exactly the person in Qian City No. 1 Middle School that he didn't want to associate with—the campus male god, post bar celebrity, No. 1 Middle School's mascot, Lin Shuangxiu.

Now, this person is holding two glasses of water, standing under the big tree outside the cafeteria, looking at him expectantly.

Yuan Bozhu looked around, there was no one there.

Lin Shuangxuan did not lie, he came to him "quietly".

"Yuan Bozhu, I bought two drinks, one is poplar nectar and the other is iced coffee. I like sweet drinks, so I bought them for you to try. But I don't think you seem to be a sweet tooth, so I prepared a cupCoffee with no milk and no sugar."

Lin Shuangxuan raised the two bags in his hand, handed them to him as if asking for credit, and said, "Now, choose one."

Yuan Bozhu didn't choose anything, just asked: "What do you want from me?"

Lin Shuangxuan tilted his head slightly, and smiled at him with an innocent expression: "It's okay, I'm just here to bring you drinks. Which one do you want?"

Yuan Bozhu knows that this kind of cuteness is one of Lin Shuanghuan's usual masks. Most of the time, Lin Shuanghuan looks like this when facing most people.

"No need." Yuan Bozhu was not tactful.

Being rejected, Lin Shuangxiu pursed her lips, put down her hands, but did not force herself: "Is that so, so you don't like to drink? Then I know."

Yuan Bozhu sighed silently.

He wanted to tell Lin Shuangxuan that it wasn't that he didn't drink the drinks, he just didn't drink what he gave.

But such words will inevitably cause misunderstandings, and Lin Shuangxiu will think that Yuan Bozhu hates him.

Yuan Bozhu didn't hate Lin Shuangxuan, but hated all the chain reactions brought about by him.

Because it was complicated to explain, he kept silent.

"that……"

Lin Shuangxuan saw that Yuan Bozhu wanted to leave, but he seemed to have something to say.

If he is not allowed to speak out, maybe Yuan Bozhu will continue to receive special care from the other party.

So Yuan Bozhu took the initiative to ask: "What?"

"Although it seems a little late to say it now, and it's a bit redundant... I know that my classmate Yuan is not the type of gossip, but I am easy to be paranoid, so I still want to ask you. About Friday and Saturday..."

Lin Shuangxiu licked the dry corner of his mouth, and smiled as naturally as possible, "Can it be as if nothing happened?"

Hearing what he said, Yuan Bozhu was actually relieved.

Lin Shuangxuan's behavior can be understood only by asking for help.

As long as he agrees, Lin Shuangxiu should, won't look for him again, right?

"Okay." Yuan Bozhu nodded.

"Very good."

Lin Shuangxuan tried to express his gratitude again, "Can I buy you a drink of water? Otherwise, I will always feel sorry. If I don't like coffee and milk tea, why not drink Coke? It seems that many boys like to drink soda."

Yuan Bozhu interpreted his words as that as long as he accepted his thanks, they could reach a consensus and live in peace.

So he stretched out his hand, put it in front of the cup of iced coffee, and said, "I'll drink coffee, thank you."

Lin Shuangxuan handed over the coffee readily, watched Yuan Bozhu take it with a smile, and watched him take a sip before finally being satisfied.

Yuan Bozhu is also satisfied.

He thought, that would be all right, he helped Lin Shuangxuan, and Lin Shuangxuan bought coffee to thank him.

This will clear the two.

"tasty?"

"fine."

Yuan Bozhu often makes coffee, and he has his own taste.

Lin Shuangxuan didn't understand, and bought it casually, it's hard to say it tastes good.But it's not bad to drink, too sour, just plain.

"It seems that you don't like it." Lin Shuangxiu felt a little regretful.

Yuan Bozhu once again admired this man's observation skills.

"I knew I wouldn't buy coffee, I should have bought soda, it's not easy to make mistakes."

"No, just coffee."

"Really?"

Yuan Bozhu nodded and saw Lin Shuangxuan finally smiled again on his lost face.

"Then tomorrow, I'll buy you coffee."

"Um?"

Yuan Bozhu didn't understand what this logic was, but Lin Shuangxuan was already waving goodbye to him.

Turn around and run, moving quickly.

Yuan Bozhu didn't have time to say any words of rejection, only to see Lin Shuanghuan slipping away like flying.

He twitched his brows, his expression blank: "...that's not what it means."

"Did you deliver it? It's really good. It's the first time I saw you rushing to deliver water to others."

Han Banlan and Yu Yangen were playing table tennis. Seeing Lin Shuanghuan bouncing back, she threw the racket away and walked over to stare at him with arms crossed.

Lin Shuangxuan stretched his waist, looking in a good mood: "I'll buy another one tomorrow, and he doesn't seem to like today's cup very much."

Han Banlan rolled her eyes at him, leaned on the billiard table, sat up with her buttocks, and said, "Just because he saved you from the cat's claws, you are so grateful to Dade."

Lin Shuanghuan shrugged noncommittally: "Hmm."

Yu Yangen came up to them, scratched his head and asked, "Cat's claw? What cat's claw?"

Han Banlan ignored him, and continued to ask Lin Shuangyou: "It was him in the cafe that day. You stared at him all afternoon. I thought you owed him money."

Lin Shuangxuan glanced at her: "You can't think of me better."

"Owe money? What owe money?" Yu Yangen continued to scratch his head.

No one cares about Yu Yangen.

Han Banlan asked: "Did the classmate feel flattered when he got the coffee, and begged you on the spot?"

"No, he didn't want to at first."

"Huh?" Han Banlan was shocked. "He looks like the kind of honest nerd. I thought he would be too nervous to say thank you when he got the coffee."

"Why is he nervous about me?"

"A lot of people are nervous about you."

The two of them chatted unimportantly, and Yu Yangen scratched his hair in pain: "Who, what are you asking for? Who are you talking about?!"

"Oh, I'm so annoying, Noisy, Yu Yangen, you are really a typical example of a well-developed limb and a simple mind. Now I can't understand how I liked you when I was in the first year of high school. You are just a big fool."

Han Banlan scolded Yu Yangen while kicking him, "I just told you that it was the boy who made coffee in the cafe that day! He kept asking, what does it have to do with you?"

Yu Yangen covered his buttocks and said, "Why are you swearing? You said you liked my 1.88-meter masculinity at the time, but now you say I'm an idiot. You are really too much."

"I didn't expect a man's muscles and brains to be incompatible! Get out of the way, and don't block me from talking to Lin Shuangyou." Han Banlan pulled Yu Yangen away, and asked Lin Shuangyou, "You said you want to talk to that man?"To make friends is to bring him into our circle?"

"Not necessarily, he didn't say to be friends with me." Lin Shuangxiu took out the cup of poplar nectar that Yuan Bozhu didn't choose, poked the straw, and drank happily.

"Isn't that nonsense, can he still refuse you?" Han Banlan didn't think there was such a possibility at all, "I just think, you should thank him, it's enough to treat you to dinner and coffee, why do you have to make friendsDo you know that this morning, when you ran to talk to him and stood beside him, the scene was so weird."

"Why is it weird?" Lin Shuangxuan was puzzled.

"You two have completely different styles of painting! If you were the male protagonist in a shoujo manga, he would be that kind of background board passerby. It doesn't match, especially not."

"Nonsense." Lin Shuangxuan corrected her, "He's very cool."

Whether Yuan Bozhu is in or out of school, he always walks and walks alone, talks very little, he doesn't seem to care about everything around him, and doesn't bother to stay for anyone.

Even the occasional words are "um", "oh" and "no".

The indifference is the same as the outside.

Such a person appearing in comics must be a mysterious and important character.

Lin Shuangxiu thought for a while, and added: "It's the kind of coolness that I can't even learn."

Hearing Lin Shuangxuan's description, Han Banlan's expression was indescribable.

She raised her hand and touched Lin Shuanghuan's forehead: "I don't have a fever either."

Lin Shuanghuan waved her hand away, and snorted nonchalantly: "Anyway, he must be a friend."

Yu Yangen successfully interrupted and said: "Oh, it's not just making friends, not making boyfriends, why do you care about your appearance? You women are really, too harsh!"

Han Banlan glared at him, successfully diverted the flames of battle, and chased Yu Yangen for a round.

The afternoon sun was very hot, but the three of them didn't seem to care about it.

Sunshine, sweat, and boredom evaporate easily.

Lin Shuangxuan hugged his Yangzhi Ganlu and looked at them, thinking, Han Banlan didn't understand at all.

Yuan classmates are just cool.