Dongzhi, who was lying down, turned to look at him.

The young man was holding Dong Zhi's arm and pinching her palm. He explained: "I'm giving this guest a massage..."

Dongzhi took the opportunity to withdraw his hand and sat up, "Forget it, no need."

The shampoo guy had to smile, "Then come downstairs with me."

"You go first." Dongzhi said, "I'll put on my coat and go down immediately."

The guy didn't say much, went downstairs first.

Dongzhi sat down and wore clothes with a towel wrapped around her head, and Chen walked up to her.

He sat down on the opposite side of the shampoo bed, the aisle was narrow.

Dongzhi put on his coat and stood up. His legs touched his knees. Seeing that he was not moving, he wondered: "Let's go?"

Chen saw that she stood up after a while, "Don't let someone touch your hand next time, are you stupid?"

He was a little fussy.

Dongzhi stared at his back walking in front of him.

The guest who went downstairs before had a massage, the same thing started with his arms and then his back. She glanced at him a few times.

After leaving the barber shop, Chen was about to study where to go, and his phone vibrated repeatedly.

Dongzhi said: "If you have something to do, go."

He refused to admit, "It's okay. Where do you want to go?"

I haven't come out together for a long time, and Dongzhi doesn't know where to go, but I still think in cooperation.

“It’s better…”

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. This time it was not a message reminder from social software, but a phone call.

Chen said, "I'll answer the phone." He walked aside.

Dongzhi didn't know who called, nor did they know what they said, so Chen came back after answering the phone and frowned.

He said, "I... something happened to my friend, I'll go over."

She nodded and said yes, "You go."

"I'll stop the car and let the rent first to take you back."

"No need, I'll stop myself." Dongzhi pushed him gently, but in fact he didn't push, "You go quickly."

Chen hesitated for two seconds, "Then you go home, be careful."

She said yes, and looked at her with a smile on her lips.

Chen ran to the side of the road and quickly stopped a car.

The car turned across the street corner and disappeared from sight.

Dongzhi stood by the road for a few seconds, and the passing empty car honked the horn, she put her hands in her pocket and walked home.

...

on Monday.

During the period before evening self-study class, the school gate was the most lively. When the sky was dark, the moon was poking out its tips, accompanied by a few stars, and it would be dark or not, and the night was extremely beautiful.

As autumn begins, the vendors selling hot food stop shouting. All kinds of guys in the iron plate of the boiler are emitting white air, floating upwards, and after a while, they dispersed under the street lights.

It's the most ignited time.

Some of the people wearing school uniforms were carrying a bag of pancakes, some were holding rice balls, and some packed them with soup and water, and they were carefully holding the base for fear of the juice spilling out.

Some people went out early, came in after eating, wiped their mouths with paper, threw them into the trash can, and put them in the pocket of the school uniform and jacket, which was a little more leisurely than others.

Dongzhi followed the crowd into the high school second year teaching building, and when he went to the class, he saw that the back seat had changed, not the one in the afternoon.

Miao Jing had not arrived yet, Dong Zhi's back seat was Miao Jing's deskmate. He was originally a boy with a buzz head and glasses. He was silent and could not say a few words to them a day.

Now it's changed to a newly transferred one.

Seeing it, Dongzhi sat down in his seat without asking much questions.

Before the stool was hot, someone suddenly poked the back with a pen.

She turned around, the one she remembered his name for a second and a half - oh yes, Wen Cen, he smiled at her.

Wen Cen smiled and poked her pen cap and looked at her: "Classmate, have you finished your English homework? Lend me to copy it."

Dong Zhi was silent for three seconds, without saying a word, and found the English exercise book from the drawer and handed it to him.

He thanked him, without saying a word, he buried his head in his hard work.

Not long after, Miao Jing came. She was familiar with her. Seeing that the person next to her had changed, she asked, "Why are you sitting here? Have you changed your seat?"

Wen Cen's answer sounded along with the sound of the pen nib rubbing against the paper. He said, "Who... I forgot what his name is. Just your deskmate said he wanted to sit with a boy, so I changed it with him."

Miao Jing said oh.

After a quiet moment, when I saw Dongzhi looking at the book, Miao Jing was not able to disturb her. She turned her head and pointed her curiosity at her new deskmate: "Your name is Wen Cen?"

"right."

She looked at his desk curiously, "Whose homework are you copying?"

"Han, hers." Wen Cen raised his chin and pointed at Dongzhi, saying, "There are quite a lot of mistakes."

Miao Jing couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Dongzhi paused, turned around, and looked embarrassed and wanted to take back the exercise book, "Don't copy it."

"Oh, don't." Wen Cen held down the exercise book and refused to let her take it away. He glanced at her, "I copied it all... OK, okay, I won't say it."

Dong Zhi pursed his lips, but didn't really use any force. He let go of his hand and turned around and ignored him.

Before class, Wen Cen returned the exercise book to Dongzhi, and after Dongzhi took it, he stuffed it into the drawer.

Something poked her behind her back. She turned around, but Wen Cen was still there.

"what?"

"I forgot to say it just now." He laughed again, "Thank you."

Dongzhi nodded, but it seemed that it was not.

After a while, Miao Jing was called out by her friend to speak. Dongzhi looked at the time. She had to go to class in two or three minutes. She found out the homework she had to do in a while. She had just piled up on the table and was poked by a pen behind her back.

A little unhappy, Dongzhi looked back at him, his tone became a little harder, "What are you doing?"

Wen Cen lay on the table and asked her: "Do you think my name is a little vague, it's particularly ambiguous?"

"Don't feel it."

"Is that true? Wen Cen, Wen Cun... don't you think?"

This person is a little confused, but it looks good, not annoying, and it seems that there is no malicious intention.

Dong Zhi was silent for a moment and said, "It's okay."

Wen Cen nodded, briefly talked about this strange topic, and did not bother her to continue talking. Dong Zhi focused on doing his homework. He held his cheek with one hand and opened the draft paper to paint.

When Miao Jing came back, the bell rang for class, and the four of them were quiet.

...

After school at night, Dongzhi and Miao Jing left the school gate together. Their things were slowly packed, and half of the people in the school had left.

There is a row of convenience stores outside the school. After passing through the third store, Miao Jing bought mineral water and Dong Zhi was waiting for her.

Several girls in private clothes were chatting.

"I tell you! You didn't see it. Zhao Lijie just went back on Chen Ju's bicycle..."

"Really, fake? Didn't Chen's bicycle not carry people? He really brought Zhao Lijie?"

"Yes, Zhao Lijie's foot is sprained. She just left."

“…”
Chapter completed!