Chen Youyou’s seat was in the row in front of Zhan Weiyang. In the first half of last semester, the two of them were sitting at the same table. Later, the homeroom teacher discovered that the two of them were always talking in class, so the teacher separated the two. Although the distance was not far, it was always inconvenient to chat in class.
They changed the time for chatting to between classes.
Chen Youyou turned around, sat astride the chair and talked to Zhan Weiyang. He said, “Are you crazy?” He had a habit of speaking, and when his sentences were slightly longer, he would pause where he couldn’t help but stutter. to avoid repeating the previous word.
Chen Youyou turned around, straddled the chair, and spoke to Zhan Weiyang. He said, “Are, you crazy?” He had a habit of pausing slightly when his sentences were a bit longer if he couldn’t help but stutter to avoid repeating the previous word.
Zhan Weiyang frowned slightly. He felt that he was not crazy. It was a request from the System, and it was not what he wanted to do. However, he could not explain it to Chen Youyou. If he really explained it, Chen Youyou would still think he was crazy.
Chen Youyou said again, “That Xie Ling, isn’t, he a boy?”
Zhan Weiyang replied, “Yes.”
Chen Youyou said, “Are you gay?”
Zhan Weiyang was not very happy, “I’m not.”
Chen Youyou said, “M-man who l-likes another man, isn’t, he gay?” He couldn’t care less about his stuttering and couldn’t help but be curious.
Zhan Weiyang retorted, “I don’t like him. I just want to pursue him.”
Chen Youyou looked at him incomprehensibly, “Why?”
Zhan Weiyang still couldn’t explain it. He raised a hand to support his face and said with some distress, “Don’t ask about this. Just help me think about whether there is a way?”
Chen Youyou was not stupid at all. His brain was much more flexible than his mouth, but he just could not express himself fully in words. His grades were good in all subjects, especially in Chinese and English. He was particularly good at writing essays. Perhaps it was because he could not express with his mouth that he used words to convey his emotions.
At this time, Chen Youyou couldn’t understand what Zhan Weiyang was thinking at all, but they had been classmates in high school for a year, and he had never really understood Zhan Weiyang, so he casually said, “Just go, change, your gender first.”
Zhan Weiyang looked at Chen Youyou with his round, dark eyes.
Chen Youyou said, “I think Xie Ling likes, girls. He won’t like you. You, go ahead, and change yourself.”
Zhan Weiyang answered him seriously, “I don’t think it’s possible. My father won’t agree.”
Chen Youyou nodded, with a serious look on his face, “True.”
Zhan Weiyang said, “What should we do?”
Chen Youyou’s voice was sonorous and powerful, “Give up.”
After school in the afternoon, Zhan Weiyang rode a shared bicycle home on the roadside. He rode so fast that the wind poured in from the sleeves of his short-sleeved school uniform, blowing the clothes on his back to bulge.
He parked the bike at the entrance of the neighbourhood; Zhan Weiyang took out his mobile phone while walking inside. He took another look at Xie Ling’s back and couldn’t help but sigh softly.
When he returned home, Zhan Weiyang saw that Pei Qing had returned and was standing in the living room talking to Grandma.
He didn’t know why he was a little afraid of Pei Qing. Maybe Zhan Pengcheng told Pei Qing to help look after him before he left, which made him subconsciously feel that Pei Qing would take care of him, just like an elder in the family.
Pei Qing turned around and saw him, smiled slightly, and said, “Weiyang is back? Come and have a meal.”
Auntie Luo put all the food on the table. Zhan Weiyang threw his schoolbag on the sofa and only had time to wash his hands before sitting down at the dining table to have dinner.
While eating, Grandma asked Zhan Weiyang, “What did Yangyang eat at school for lunch?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “Shredded green peppers and potatoes and pork strips stir-fried with yuxiang.” He usually ate in the school cafeteria at noon and didn’t come home to eat until after school in the afternoon.
Auntie Luo said, “The food in the school cafeteria is not delicious. It’s just a stewed dish.”
Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything. He thought it was actually quite delicious. After eating in silence for a while, he couldn’t help but raise his head and glance at Pei Qing. Pei Qing had already finished eating and had just put down his chopsticks. He looked up and noticed Zhan Weiyang’s gaze, so he smiled at Zhan Weiyang. As a result, Zhan Weiyang immediately buried his head and continued to eat.
After dinner, Zhan Weiyang picked up his schoolbag and went upstairs. He heard Pei Qing’s footsteps on the stairs. He couldn’t help but didn’t turn around to look. He quickened his pace and ran up to the second floor. He returned to his room and closed the door.
Zhan Weiyang walked to the desk and sat down.
At this time, the sun had not completely set. It shone in through the window, making half of Zhan Weiyang’s face slightly red. He unzipped the schoolbag on his lap, took out two books from it, and then put the schoolbag next to him, opening a book out in front of him.
Then, Zhan Weiyang picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Youyou, “Do you think I could write him a love letter?”
Chen Youyou was probably still eating dinner at this time and did not answer him immediately.
Zhan Weiyang wanted to take another look at Xie Ling’s photo. As soon as he found it in the photo album on his mobile phone, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He felt nervous and quickly put the phone on the desk, turned around, stared in the direction of the door and said, “Please come in.”
The door opened slightly, and Pei Qing stood at the door, holding a small plate with fruit in his hand, and said, “Auntie Luo asked me to bring it to you.”
As he said that, he walked to Zhan Weiyang and put the plate on the desk.
Zhan Weiyang looked up at him and said, “Thank you.”
Pei Qing glanced at the textbooks spread out on Zhan Weiyang’s desk and said to him, “You should rest for a while and eat some fruit. I’ll take a shower and then come to accompany you to study.”
Zhan Weiyang’s eyes widened instantly, and he said, “Oh.”
Pei Qing smiled again, turned around and walked outside, closing the door for him when he went out.
Zhan Weiyang began to eat the fruit nonchalantly. He took off his slippers, raised his feet and sat cross-legged on a chair. When he ate two pieces of apple, he reached for the signature pen in the pen holder on the table with difficulty. With one hand holding the apple and the other holding the pen, he began to work on the exercises assigned by the teacher at the back of the textbook.
When Zhan Weiyang finished eating all the fruits on the plate, Pei Qing came over after taking a bath.
Pei Qing had changed into a new outfit, wearing a loose short-sleeved T-shirt and long cotton pyjama pants. With a slight cool mist, he had a professional book in his hand when he came in.
He walked all the way to the table, stood next to Zhan Weiyang, and looked down at the book he had spread out in front of him.
Zhan Weiyang’s textbook was still very clean; not a word had been written.
Pei Qing put a hand on Zhan Weiyang’s shoulder and said, “It’s okay, take your time.”
Zhan Weiyang noticed that Pei Qing’s palms were very warm. He nodded stiffly and stared at the book in front of him without looking up.
Pei Qing quickly retracted his hand, left him and sat on the edge of his bed to start reading.
Zhan Weiyang held a pen and looked at the question for a long time without being able to write anything. Then he couldn’t help but secretly take his phone over, turn on the self-portrait mode of the camera, and point the lens in the direction of Pei Qing behind him.
Pei Qing lowered his head and was reading seriously.
Zhan Weiyang wanted to put the phone back, but suddenly, a message tone sounded, and a message notification popped up at the top of the screen. Chen Youyou actually replied to him with two words at this time, “You can.”
Chen Youyou usually stutters when he speaks sometimes and I’m not sure if he stutters or just paused his sentences, but I will try to create some balance on it
while praying his part appeared less and less *cough*
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