Chapter 81: That surrogate white moonlight
When Yan Zhi and Huo Xingchao returned to the classroom, the class bell had not yet rang.
This get out of class is a big break, there is no need to do morning exercises on weekends, there is a 25-minute break, and most students lie on the desk to catch up on sleep.
As soon as Gu Zhian saw her, he pursed his lips in grievance.
"Sister, why did you lie to me?"
Yan Zhi looked at the opened table and the bread and soy milk inside, and paused for a while, with a strange expression on his face.
"What did I lie to you about?"
"You obviously have something to eat, and you lied to me that you don't."
Gu Zhi'an picked up the baguette and accused,
"There are so many more."
Her voice was a bit loud, and the person sleeping on her stomach opened her eyes in a daze, glanced at them, and found that they were discussing food, and went back to sleep sleepily.
Huo Xingchao took the baguette from her hand, and his tone was nonchalant.
"this is mine."
Gu Zhian was stunned,
"But I found it in Yan Zhi's desk..."
"I can't put it down on the table, borrow hers."
The boy shoved the bread back, then closed the table, with a "pop", his eyebrows twitched, his tone impatient,
"Can not be done?"
......
"Oh."
Gu Zhian responded with a hesitant sound, sat down, glanced at Huo Xingchao secretly, and then at Yan Zhi, always feeling that something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
When returning home at noon, Gu Zhian still looked at her with a strange look, Yan Zhi frowned and asked directly.
"It's alright, that's why I didn't know you were so familiar with Huo Xingchao before."
At lunch today, they had a friend of Huo Xingchao, and the four of them ate together.
In the noodle restaurant, when ordering, Huo Xingchao ordered Yan Zhi's noodles as well, even knowing that she didn't want peppers or green onions.
That kind of familiarity always made Gu Zhian feel that the two of them had been eating together for a long time.
Yan Zhi lowered her eyes and said lightly,
"Not everything has to be said."
"But you clearly know that I like him."
Gu Zhian was a little unhappy and pouted, "Yan Zhi, you are always like this, you hide everything by yourself, and you don't want to say it. No wonder mother said that you are full of thoughts, and even she doesn't know what you are thinking. "
Yan Zhi was stunned, "When did mom say that?"
"Look, you have to think too much. Mom just said something casually while chatting. Don't think of a thousand meanings for what people say casually. Aren't you tired of living like this?"
"Tired."
Yan Zhi walked forward calmly, "But in this world, everyone has their own way of life. I can't stop living just because I'm tired."
"You are wrong. Look at me. I don't think as much as you. I'm not as happy as I am."
Yan Zhi tilted her head slightly, looking at her heartless and optimistic look, she lightly curled her lips and said nothing.
"Mom and dad actually love you very much. When you won the English competition, your mother almost cried with your certificate. But you always treat yourself as a guest, as if this home is not your home. Yan Zhi, I I'm not as smart as you, but I'm happier than you every day, you can't think less..."
"Gu Zhian."
The girl stopped and turned her head to look at her, her eyes were quiet, just like her calm tone,
"I'm not as smart as you."
Gu Zhian was stunned, "What?"
Yan Zhi bent her lips lightly, not knowing whether she was mocking herself or mocking her, her eyes fell on her, it was very complicated.
"From childhood to adulthood, you are the smartest one, I am not."
"You think more than I do, but you can still live happily. It's undeniable that I envy you very much."
After she finished speaking, she showed no expression, and did not really want to hear a reply, she turned around and continued walking with her schoolbag on her back.
The back is straight and straight, supporting the summer school uniform into a beautiful curve.
Just like before.
Gu Zhi'an fell on the spot, paused, lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking. After a while, he trotted after him.
"Yan Zhi, I'm joking, don't be angry."
......
"When I was young, I didn't study because my family's financial conditions were tight. Later, when I went to junior high school, my mother said that my studies were too heavy and my grades in piano lessons would drop, so I didn't continue my studies."
In the piano room of the school, Yan Zhi sat on the small sofa and explained to Huo Xingchao in front of the piano.
The golden light of midsummer hit the boy's handsome eyebrows, softening the originally sharp eyebrows, and the sympathetic expression became extraordinarily clear. She suddenly felt a little sad, but she tried to adjust her expression to a joking mode.
"Actually, it's okay. Anyway, it's not something you have to know. If you want to play in the future, you can learn it again."
Huo Xingchao nodded hesitantly and asked again,
"Then why your sister can learn to draw?"
Although Gu Zhian is in the liberal arts key class, she is a real art student and has won many awards. Every time the school holds any literary and artistic activities, the posters are drawn by her.
Yan Zhi smiled,
"Because at that time my mother was still unemployed at home, and Uncle Gu was making money at home."
"So, what about your own father?"
"He."
Yan Zhi paused, his expression a little disappointed, "He also has his own children to take care of. I can't just let him cut down on food and clothing because of his hobbies."
"It has nothing to do with the elders. Don't think about it in that way. I have to give up myself."
"Everyone has their own difficulties. I'm not the one they love the most in their hearts. I'm not qualified to recklessly squander their last affection for you."
The girl smiled,
"I mean it, no sarcasm."
Huo Xingchao casually tapped twice on the piano, then stood up and pulled her up,
"Let's go, go to dinner, if you want to learn the piano, I will, I will teach you, anyway, I don't think you are stupid."
Today is the sports meeting. As the only sports student in the class, Huo Xingchao did not apply for any events, only the relay race that he was forced to participate in on the last day.
So he slipped out of the stadium as soon as the opening ceremony was over and texted Yan Zhi to let her come out to play.
However, it was too sunny outside and there were so many people that people were panicking, so Huo Xingchao found a piano room next to him and waited slowly.
He can play the piano. He was too naughty when he was a child. His mother was afraid that he would not get into a good university because of his poor grades, so she enrolled him in many specialty classes.
In the end, the only reluctance to learn is fencing and piano.
They had lunch in the school cafeteria. The army had not yet been released. There was almost no one in the cafeteria except the aunt in charge. Even the dishes had just been cooked, steaming hot.
But Yan Zhi had just finished eating when he saw Gu Zhian.
She was walking in with a best friend, her cheeks were flushed, her forehead was sweaty, her athlete number plate was hanging on the front of her T-shirt.
Gu Zhian reported the long jump and the javelin.
The long jump is this morning's event. It should have just finished the competition, so I came to the cafeteria to find something to eat.
"Yan Zhi, do you want potato chips or shredded potatoes?"
The boy's lazy shout came from the front window, not too big or not too small, with a unique voice, which attracted the attention of several people at once.
Gu Zhian raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure. He was stunned for a moment. He stopped and stood there without moving.
The best friend paused, a little curious, "What's the matter, An An?"
She followed her gaze and found Yan Zhi and Huo Xingchao in front of her.
"Hey, isn't that your sister? And Huo Xingchao?! Why did they eat together?"
"Damn it, you're not in love, are you?"
......
Huo Xingchao didn't pay attention to them. He took the plate and walked over. Seeing that Yan Zhi was still dawdling at scooping rice, he couldn't help sighing.
He put the dish on the table and tapped the back of her head with a helpless smile in his tone.
"Okay, go and order two more dishes, and I'll serve the meal."
Yan Zhi was taken away by him with the bowl and rice spoon, but he didn't stop him, and he didn't do anything.
She just looked at Gu Zhi'an in front of her - the usual smile on the other side's face was completely gone.
Just staring at her expressionlessly, and finally turned around and took her girlfriend to the window to order food.
After a few seconds, the phone in Yan Zhi's pocket vibrated.
She opened it and saw that it was a text message from Gu Zhian.
"Yan Zhi, you are going too far."
"I told you a long time ago that I like Huo Xingchao, why do you always like to rob my things."
"I won't forgive you."
.....
Yan Zhi looked down at the phone screen for a while.
Thinking of the many things the boy had said during this time, and Gu Zhian's indifferent and angry expression, she clenched the phone in her hand, and suddenly took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing her not moving, Huo Xing raised his eyebrows, "Why are you in a daze?"
"Huo Xingchao."
The girl raised her head and smiled faintly, "There is something I want to tell you."
......what.
After so long, it's finally here.
"Um."
Huo Xingchao propped up on the table, curled his lips slightly, and said in a lazy tone, "Come on."
.....
As the saying goes, good is not broken.
Endure and endure, hide and hide, and in the end either die while concealing, or explode while concealing.
Just like the original plot, a death, an outbreak, a direct life rather than death.
It's better to spread it out early in the morning, then be awkward for a while, and then always make up.
As long as he stops Gu Zhi'an's sacrificial rescue, everything can be turned back on track in the end.
The author has something to say:
In fact, Bawangxing has been saving people, but in order to ensure that after he leaves, the story can continue normally, so everything he does is carried out under the character state of the original owner.
- So it looks like this, it will be a bit refined, not like a person.
But after all, what I wrote about Kuai Chuan is not a story collection, and I'm not sure if you would like me to write more details about the personality of Tyrannosus, just like other Kuai Chuan system articles that do tasks.
So do you like this "Huo Xingchao" protagonist style, or the "Bawang Xing" protagonist style?