TTCTT Ch48part2

But when Zhu Chi saw Song Chenyi’s other teammates like this, they were hugging their friends excitedly after winning, and suddenly felt that this childish behavior seemed understandable.

At least he’s not the only one who died.

Song Chenyi still remembers that man’s words. On the way home, his eyes subconsciously fell on Zhu Chi to see if there was any change in his attitude towards himself.

No, his attention was quickly attracted by other things still.

When getting off the overpass, Song Chenyi pressed Zhu Chi’s shoulder.

Zhu Chi looked down and saw Song Chenyi leaning down and stretched out his hand to help him tie his shoelaces.

The sun fell on Song Chenyi’s head, making people want to move, and he can’t help thinking about it.

Zhu Chi zips his lips, trying to hold himself back.

When they passed the commercial street, they met a doll machine on the road. Song Chenyi pulled up his sleeves to show his talents and wanted to help Zhu Chi catch one.

He fell in love with a little cow doll in the doll machine at a glance.

When Song Chenyi saw it, he thought of the pajamas that Zhu Chi wore when he was a child. He walked with a small tail that was so cute.

It’s a pity that Zhu Chu grew up now, and he doesn’t want to wear clothes like that.

No, it’s not. Song Chenyi’s family still keeps a lot of photos. When he wants to see them, he’ll just take them out and review them.

A few minutes later, the little cow caught by Song Chenyi wasnow being held by Zhu Chi.

Zhu Chi was a little puzzled. He didn’t know why Song Chenyi grabbed such a thing for him. He poked his finger on the little doll’s face and lowered his eyelids. He asked, “Why did you grab this?”

At the same time, Song Chenyi poked at Zhu Chi’s white face and said with a smile, “It looks like you.”

Zhu Chi looked at the little cow with eyes as wide as two bells in his arms, and thought it looked stupid. He immediately denied it: “No, it doesn’t.”

Song Chenyi leaned over and joked, “Why not? Doesn’t people say that children follow their mothers? ”

The more Zhu Chi thinks, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, it was obviously taking advantage of him.

Not to be outdone, he said, “If it looks like mom, it should look like you.”

Song Chenyi blinked. “Huh?” Let me know.

No, is that the point?

Sure enough, Xiaochi captures the key points from a different angle than he does, and his thinking is unique.

Song Chenyi let him take advantage of this.

Anyway, as long as it is intimate, he likes it all.

….

Because it was Friday, Zhu Chi and Song Chenyi didn’t go back to the dormitory, but returned to their respective homes.

Song Chenyi wanted Zhu Chi to sleep with him at his house for one night, but Zhu Chi said that he missed his mother and had to go home for a few days.

Although Song Chenyi couldn’t bear to see Zhu Chi miss his mother, he had to give up what he wanted and let him go home.

That night, Yang Xuan cooked a table of good dishes for Zhu Chi.

In the evening, Zhu Chi returned to the bedroom after taking a shower. When he turned on his mobile phone, he saw a message from the literary and art committee member, saying that the school celebration would be held next week, and he should take time to rehearse at school during the holidays these days.

Zhu Chi wiped his head with a towel, and the blue light of his mobile phone was reflected on his face, which gave him a cold aesthetic feeling.

He clicked his fingers on the keyboard a few times and replied okay.

After replying to the message, Zhu Chi began to do his homework on his desk again.

He does problems quickly and finishes a physics paper in more than half an hour.

He was lying in bed with a desk lamp, thinking of the Wang Yin he met in the audience today.

If he wants Song Chenyi to like him, he should be a rival in love with him.

Since childhood, Zhu Chi has been thinking about this idea again.

After all, this word is hostile. He has always been gentle and never likes to compete with others for anything.

Thinking of that person, Zhu Chi’s eyelids droop quietly as he feels at a loss.

On the weekend after the game, Song Chenyi wanted to ask Zhu Chi out to play.

To his surprise, Zhu Chi turned him down, saying that he had an appointment with someone else.

And it’s been like this for two consecutive days.

Song Chenyi began to fall into self-doubt.

Obviously, this is not what is supposed to happen after listening to the man’s post. How come after carrying out what the man said, Zhu Chi didn’t even have time to accompany him?

Song Chenyi is emo‌ all the time.

He thinks he did it in the wrong way.

….

The school celebration is scheduled for Thursday, the week after the ball game.

There have been activities for two weeks in a row, and the students are extremely cheerful and feel stronger than usual.

For this age group who can read advertisements with relish, as long as it has nothing to do with learning, they are happy no matter what it is. Not to mention this purely entertaining activity that makes people feel happy.

No, Song Chenyi didn’t care much about it.

Since childhood, Zhu Chi has never participated in any celebration organized by the school, as long as it needs to be reported voluntarily.

And he doesn’t need to do anything, just stay with Zhu Chi and watch the program.

Song Chenyi still remembers that when he was in junior high school, when there was a program going to the tide, the people sitting in front could not help but stand up, and the people behind them were forced to stand up because they were blocked from seeing.

Because the position is arranged according to the class order, not according to the body, Zhu Chi sits in the middle and back row, and every time he encounters this situation, he can basically only worry.

He is not tall enough, even if he can’t stand up and see the performance on the stage beyond the “iron wall” in front of him, he is curious about what a wonderful performance it is to make everyone stand up involuntarily, and he can only stubbornly stand on his toes, hoping to see something.