Don’t Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun held the candy and looked up at him.

The house quieted down unconsciously.

Yu Sheng couldn't help frowning, so he had to blast him home. Jin Linkun had hurriedly found a place to put down the sugar, came back a few steps, and raised his hand again to circle the person in his arms.

Suddenly the warm body temperature touched his body, and Yu Sheng raised his hand to support him: "What's wrong?"

"Reluctant to leave."

Jin Linkun lowered his head, not in a good mood: "My child is alone, I am afraid he is afraid of darkness at night."

"..."

Yu Sheng felt that he might have realized that Jin Linkun’s parents had packed up their luggage and could not wait to pack up and go out: “Wake up, my house has lights.”

He didn't want Jin Linkun to have any misunderstandings. He opened his mouth and was ready to explain. If something happened, he could stay at home for a few more days.

Jin Linkun didn't wait for him to speak. He touched the sugar in his hand and squeezed the package and handed it to his mouth.

Yu Sheng frowned: "It's for you."

"I know." Jin Linkun still circled him with one hand, patting lightly behind his back, "Time is tight and the task is heavy, help me share a little."

Yu Sheng blinked his eyes and froze unconsciously.

Before he responded, Jin Linkun had already put the sugar into his mouth, his fingers curled, and the knuckles were gently printed on his lips: "Seal a seal."

Already ready to be knocked out of the door, Jin Linkun quickly closed his hands with good conditional reflexes, and then ducked sideways, only to find that Yu Sheng did not move at all.

The teenager stood stunned, his eyes widened a little.

The boy who seems to have a bad temper is actually not good enough. It contains sugar and the cheeks bulge a little softly.

Jin Linkun's heart was so soft that he felt his hair, but he still couldn't hold back, and lowered his head and said softly: "Yu Sheng, close your eyes."

His tone was different from usual, Yu Shengmei peaked slightly, did not speak, closed his eyes as he said.

The world in front of me is attributed to the warm darkness, and the extremely warm and soft touch falls down and lightly falls on the forehead.

Yu Sheng's chest suddenly palpitated.

He instinctively tried to hide, feeling that he had obviously exerted a lot of energy, but Jin Linkun Songsong was not able to break his arms around him.

Jin Linkun touched his forehead and put a hand on the younger boy's cool neck, slowly appeasing: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Yu Sheng's heartbeat was so fast that he was a little worried. Jin Linkun let go of his arm and backed away a little, and suddenly his arm was grabbed.

Slightly hurt by the force from the arm, Jin Linkun bowed his head and spoke softly: "I will not go, Yu Sheng—"

Yu Sheng didn't listen to him, his lips were almost bloodless, his throat knot moved up and down, learning his movements.

Jin Linkun forgot what he wanted to say, a little dazed, looking at the children who were actually willing to learn anything.

The child was a little shorter than him, and he tipped his feet twice. His temper was a little overwhelming: "You come down."

"..."

Jin Linkun was coughed twice with the verb "down", opened his mouth, wisely without a smile, and bowed his head in coordination.

A little quick breath swayed across his face, his heart beating through the chest wall, hitting his chest across the chest.

Yu Sheng looked a little too nervous, but he still learned the basic movements well, clutching his arm tightly, pursing his lips meticulously.

Jin Linkun was very cooperative, his shoulders and shoulders fell down, and his forehead was gently printed on Sheng's lips.

It's very cold and a little dry.

At first glance, I was too lazy to drink water without being urged.

Jin Linkun closed his eyes lightly, and his heart jumped fast.

He instinctively encircled the person in front of his chest, and after a while he found his voice and sighed in a low voice: "It's a loss..."

Yu Sheng has never been so nervous when he was so big, he didn't feel any time to start. He heard him speak as soon as he landed, and he couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong?"

Jin Linkun was very ashamed: "It should be changed in another place."

...

Jin Linkun, who was thrown back to the sofa, touched the tip of his nose, and healed: "Friend, I am talking about the face."

"I think too." Yu Sheng asked him, "otherwise?"

"..."

Jin Linkun started the conversation, coaxed Yu Sheng to take a shower, and took the initiative to clean up the house.

There was a little more than half a month and I didn’t come back. There was a little ash in the house, but there was not too much to clean up.

Jin Linkun stayed at night until the Sheng family spent a long time in a room, and was finally thrown out of the door.

Someone in the family is waiting, and they should go back anyway.

Yu Sheng grabbed the person and threw it out, remembering the situation described by Jin Linkun, and specially instructed him to go home again so as not to be annoying.

Jin Linkun tried to explain that Yu Sheng was simply jammed into the elevator.

There was no more person in the living room, and it was quiet again.

Yu Sheng leaned on the sofa and played with a cell phone for a while. He got up and carried the two large suitcases left by Jin Linkun into the bedroom.

Most of the clothes in a box were shirts, and Yu Sheng picked out the wrinkled ones and hung them up, and the books were held out, and they were all on the desk.

I don't know where this person comes from so many things.

Only half of it was packed, and the bedroom, which was quite spacious, suddenly squeezed out. Holding a black shirt, Yu Sheng was impatiently walking into the closet, suddenly realizing that something seemed wrong.

...

The room that was so empty that people couldn't lie down seemed to be filled up suddenly.

The existence and breath of another person squeezed in very familiarly and filled every corner around him.

He didn't even have time to realize that his life was completely different from before.

Yu Sheng carried the shirt and hung it on the rail in the closet. It was too late to figure out what was going on. The hook of the hanger hit something small first.

It was originally unstable on the railing, and when it touched, it fell off with a click.

A piece of sugar.

He actually gave Jin Linkun a piece of candy here.

Perhaps the other party fell while cleaning up the room. Yu Sheng picked it up and looked at it, hung up the dress, and fell back on the bed.

He clearly didn't feel any changes, but inexplicably began to get used to drinking messy red dates, used to eating on time, and used to wipe his hair after the shower.

It is a habit to take two-page questions with this book and memorize a few key points whenever available.

Yu Sheng's empty hand twitched twice, turned upside down, and gave a light grip.

There was no one else in the room, but so many things belonging to another owner were stuffed in, and it was not empty at all.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes for a moment, and the sugar was held in his palm for a while, tearing the wrapping paper and putting it in his mouth.

He really didn't like to eat sugar, and Gam Gam bit the sugar, swallowing the powdered sugar.

……loss.

I don't know if the other party's breath is too hypnotic. Yu Sheng lay down for a while and actually fell asleep.

I even had a short dream.

In the dream, Jin Linkun ate all the sugar in one day. He had a toothache and could not speak. His face was swollen and became a bun.

...

When Yu Sheng opened his eyes, he stared at the ceiling and recalled carefully for a while, whether he was scared or happily woke up with a smile.

Jin Linkun didn't know whether he ate sugar or not. He had just eaten one, and his mouth was still sweet and fruity.

The lights in and out of the bedroom were on, and Yu Sheng sat up with his arms, rubbing his forehead, planning to find some water to drink.

Walked over the desk and picked up another piece of sugar.

Dropped on the seat of the swivel chair under the table, chocolate candy, dark brown packaging, can not be found without careful inspection.

Yu Sheng picked it up easily, figured it in his pocket, and found a circle at home, only to find two cans of beer.

Even the drinks that the two drank in the afternoon had only an empty bottle. Jin Linkun was very artistically cut to leave an irregularly shaped base, put a head of garlic in it, and poured most of the water very carefully.

Yu Sheng stood on the edge of the window sill and carefully looked at the garlic that was neither peeled nor cut, and thought Jin Linkun might want to raise pots of garlic seedlings for him.

...

Considering that this pot of garlic seedlings probably already represents Jin Linkun's ultimate practical ability and artistic talent, Yu Sheng couldn't bear to live up to his good intentions, temporarily put down the matter of looking for water to drink, and stood by the window to help him peel the garlic .

I searched for a circle, but I didn't find the water to drink, but I found another dozen pieces of sugar that fell in various obscure corners.

When Yu Sheng was about to give up the search and boil some water to drink, he accidentally discovered Jin Linkun's thermos.

It is not too accurate to say that Jin Linkun-he mostly drank the contents of this thermos, but the producer himself would only take two sips when he was too thirsty, most of the time he was addicted Various types of children's beverages of different brands.

Yu Sheng picked up the thermos cup, prepared to help him rush to dry it, and found that the cup was still full.

Once unscrewed, the familiar sweet fragrance came out first, and the twisted and twisted red dates floated on the water, with red goji berries mixed in the middle.

The water was still warm, and it didn't look long after it had soaked.

Yu Sheng stood for a while with the cup in his head, and poured a few sips of water on his head.

The phone rang continuously since just now, he touched it, pressed the screen and pressed his eyes twice.

Jin Linkun had arrived home and sent two messages to report safety. Tomorrow is the time when the Third Middle School stipulates to go back to school. On the last carnival night, Duan Lei and them are busy and busy about the time, ready to go to the Internet cafe after the end of the school and have a good fight.

Yu Sheng hasn't been interested in a happy battle recently, and cruelly rejected Duan Lei's sincere invitation. He returned a few messages and returned to the bedroom with a vacuum flask.

The two suitcases hadn't been packed up yet. Yu Sheng planned to continue to organize it. Duan Lei's video application was sent first.

Yu Sheng squatted beside the suitcase, opened the video, and poked the phone to the edge of the bed.

"Brother Sheng! Have you not returned yet?"

Duan Lei was shocked by the domineering spirit and abandoned him in that horrible summer camp without being loyal. Now he feels ashamed.

Especially when Yu Sheng asked him last time how he could cheer up his teammates, he basically lost contact, and then later began to send out all kinds of strange friends.

For example, a [smile.jpg] with a bowl of porridge.

Or three [smiles.jpg] and one physics question that they can’t even understand.

Another example is a row of [smile.jpg], and a photo of a sky blue children’s piano educational toy.

Duan Lei is puzzled, and can only doubt the essence of the problem to the summer camp: "How did they treat you? Have you been forced to eat brain supplements? Have you hypnotized you to love learning? Is there someone to watch it? Would you just grab it back if you fled?"

"..." Yu Sheng couldn't help but wonder what this thing had become in the mouth of this group of people: "No, it's good."

As he packed things up, he chatted with Duan Lei, threw Jin Linkun's stack of competition questions he had already read into the empty suitcase, and picked up a few sugars.

...

I don't know if this man has a hole in his pocket.

Yu Sheng has basically been able to estimate Jin Linkun's course of action from the place where the sugar fell, turning out a few pieces of sugar hidden in the suitcase and throwing it into the carton just found.

Most of the chocolate, Yu Sheng touched one out of the way, ripped the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth.

This kind of chocolate candy is soft and bitter. It is Yu Sheng's only taste.

Duan Lei's eyes widened, watching Yu Sheng put sugar in his mouth without changing his face, and hesitantly asked: "Brother Sheng, do you eat--is it sugar?"

Yu Sheng has always been impatient to eat such things, chewing and looking up: "Otherwise?"

"Maybe...improving memory or concentration?" Duan Lei suspicious, "or hallucinogen? Used to make you believe that learning loves me, I love learning."

Yu Sheng was amazed by his imagination: "Yes, do I need to bring you two?"

"No need to!"

Duan Lei immediately declined: "I don't want to remember it anymore. Don't hide from you, Brother Sheng, I was pressed to carry this month's book. Now I don't think my head is mine..."

The third middle school started classes in advance, because Yu Sheng went to the summer camp, and the quota of 300 people was extended by one. Duan Lei, as the 301 lucky winner, also experienced a crazy friction of knowledge.

It was hard to get to the beginning of the school, and everyone who was suffering from the make-up lessons was very happy.

"What's the fun?" The 320th went to the dormitory to play games on Yusheng's computer, and couldn't help asking Duan Lei because he was going to start school. "We're going to start school, don't you have to start school too?"

Duan Lei was immersed in joy and could not extricate himself. He gladly waved his hand: "You don't understand. When I was desperate to live, I finally saw other people coming with me to live without pain. This kind of happiness can't be suppressed at all."

The senior year of high school is full of tension, and learning has become the first priority above all else.

Duan Lei couldn't help but tell him two bitter words, and was attracted to the sight of the thermos in Yu Sheng's hand: "Brother Sheng, what are you... drinking?"

"This?" Yu Sheng glanced at the thermos. "Red date wolfberry."

"..."

Duan Lei swallowed and swallowed: "Beer, is it brewed?"

...

After chatting to death three times, Duan Lei decided to find some topics that would not go wrong.

Yu Sheng knows that they do not sleep well. Although the boys dreaming of freedom can’t understand why it’s not a happy thing to have money and no one in the family, as long as Yu Sheng is insomniac, they will still play games with him or chat with each other. Find something to pass the time.

"Brother Sheng, can't you fall asleep again?"

Duan Lei just saw his refusal to go to the Internet cafe and rolled up his sleeves, "Where do you want to play? Say, brothers will go with you."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Have you finished your homework?"

"……Roughly the same."

Duan Lei was a little ill-fated and waved his hand: "Isn't this a make-up lesson? I can't go anywhere in the self-study class anyway, I've finished writing all the lessons."

It's just not a lot.

According to the number of empty questions, I have to hurry up tomorrow morning, find some good students in the class, and take homework and copy it.

"Looking back, how uncomfortable can't sleep."

Duan Lei is very righteous: "Can't keep you alone, Brother Sheng, just say what you need us to do!"

Yu Sheng just got out two big white rabbits from under the mattress. He listened to him and watched that he had saved a small half of the sugar in the box.

The phone turned on, and two messages from Jin Linkun jumped out.

There used to be a mountain: did you sleep?

There used to be a mountain: friend, you may not believe it, my clothes pocket seems to have leaked...

Yu Sheng couldn't help but hold the corner of his mouth.

I didn't know how to leak a hole before hiding the sugar under his mattress.

Duan Lei looked at the smile in his eyes, and suddenly felt cold inexplicably behind his back, he couldn't help but twitch: "Sheng, Brother Sheng?"

"Well." Yu Sheng nodded. "Tell them to open a few videos."

Duan Lei immediately nodded his head, looking forward with full expectation: "Good! What are you doing with the video? Playing games? Playing cards? Fighting the landlord—"

"Go get your summer homework."

Yu Sheng was in a good mood and ate a piece of sugar. "Where not, I will give you a topic."

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