pamper her

Friday night.

"Children, are the balloons ready?" Zhou Shichuan asked.

Yun Qing finished blowing the last balloon, tightened it tightly, nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, okay."

It was Yan Shinan's birthday today, Zhou Shichuan sneaked out of school on purpose, planning to surprise him with Yun Qing, the two bought a birthday cake and a lot of snacks.

I also specially bought decorated balloons, which together are the words happy birthday.But there were two words that were broken when blowing too hard. It was still Yun Qing who reluctantly used adhesive tape to glue the broken place, and then pasted small colored lights around it, Boling Bulling's.

It looks a bit funny, definitely not Yan Shinan's favorite style.But after doing everything, Zhou Shichuan still comforted himself: "I think it's pretty pretty."

Yun Qing pursed his lips and glanced at Zhou Shichuan, holding back a smile, Zhou Shichuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Give me some face."

"Well, it looks good." Yun Qing said ignorantly, and after a few seconds, she asked, "Brother Zhou Shichuan, aren't you also a senior in high school?"

Zhou Shichuan nodded, "Well, what's wrong?"

"Then you still ask for leave." In Yun Qing's impression, the third year of high school should be like Yan Shinan.

Zhou Shichuan said foolishly, "Anyway, it's self-study, so it doesn't matter."

Yun Qing didn't believe him at all.

Zhou Shichuan said again: "But don't learn from me in the future."

Yun Qing looked up at him: "But I think Brother Zhou Shichuan is very good."

Zhou Shichuan was praised for the first time, looking at the child's clear eyes, he felt a little embarrassed, touched his head, took the balloon from Yun Qing's hand, and pasted it on the wall.

***
classroom door.

After the evening self-study get out of class, the whole teaching building was filled with the noise after class, and almost no one left in Yan Shinan's key class.After entering the third year of high school, almost all the students in the class formed a tacit understanding that they would never leave until the lights were turned off.

The head teacher, Lao Huang, suddenly called out at the door: "Yan Shinan."

Yan Shinan raised his eyes lightly, and heard Lao Huang say again: "Come out."

Yan Shinan got up from his seat, the figure of the young Qing Jun passed by in the aisle, and there were still many girls secretly looking up at him.

Yan Shinan followed Lao Huang back to the office, and as soon as he reached the door, he saw Yan Zheming.

"You guys talk first." Lao Huang went out after finishing speaking.

The office is very big, except for Lao Huang who is the head teacher, the others are all teachers, and they usually go back early.

"Why are you here?" Yan Shinan asked quietly.

"Come to ask about your studies." Yan Zheming paused, and then said: "And it's your birthday today, what would you like to eat, I'll take you out to eat."

The words of refusal came to his lips, but after seeing the expectation flashing in Yan Zheming's eyes, Yan Shinan still responded: "Yes."

There is a snack street near the school. Yan Shinan casually found a stall selling skewers, and Zhou Shichuan had brought him here to eat. Usually, he would not eat these things alone.

Yan Zhe was obviously not quite used to it, his eyes darkened, but thinking that it was his birthday, the father and son managed to have a meal, and it didn't spoil the rare anger.

"How are you feeling recently? Are you stressed?"

"Fortunately."

"Tired? How about I invite an aunt to take care of you."

"Need not."

"Is there any university you like, and which city do you want to go to?"

"It's still early."

Yan Zheming tried to find some topics several times, but was persuaded by Yan Shinan's cold tone.It is strange to say that Yan Zheming has always been very strong outside, but in front of Yan Shinan, he has become more and more cautious.

After dinner, Yan Zheming drove him downstairs.

"I'm up."

After the boy finished speaking, he walked upstairs with strides. His slender legs were wrapped in a loose school uniform, which made him look even more elegant.

Yan Zheming stood there watching him for a long time, until the figure of the young man disappeared in the corridor, Yan Zheming sighed almost inaudibly, then turned and left.

***
When Yan Shinan returned home, he was about to take out the key to open the door, when the key just turned.

The people inside immediately raised their vigilance.

Zhou Shichuan said softly, "Are you ready?"

Yun Qing also lowered her voice: "Okay."

The moment the door was opened, Zhou Shichuan switched on the colored lights, and then the two sang the happy birthday song in unison, beating the beat with their hands.

"How did you get in?" A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Shinan's eyes, but he hid it well.

"You forgot the spare key you left at the door?" Last time Zhou Shichuan came to look for him, he squatted at the door and waited for so long, and then Yan Shinan put the spare key outside.

"Hurry up and blow out the candles, the takeaway you ordered is almost cold."

Zhou Shichuan not only bought cakes, but also ordered a few side dishes. Who knew it would take so long.

Yan Shinan explained: "I didn't know you were at home." If he knew, he wouldn't go out to eat with Yan Zheming.

"What are you doing with the ink, come here and blow out the candles."

"Ah."

Yan Shinan walked to the side of the coffee table, bent down, and blew lightly.

As soon as the blowing was over, Zhou Shichuan immediately wiped a handful of cake from the table and spread it on Yan Shinan's face.

The young man was tall and had long legs. He grabbed Zhou Shichuan and directly dunked Zhou Shichuan's entire face into the cake.

Zhou Shichuan cursed and said: "You are too cruel, I hate you."

Yun Qing also dabbed a little bit quietly, intending to paint Yan Shinan, but after seeing Zhou Shichuan's tragic end, she stopped her movements knowingly.

Yan Shinan turned her head to look at her, "You want to smear me?"

Yun Qing quickly shook his head, and replied with a strong desire to survive: "I don't."

Zhou Shichuan laughed at her: "Children, be brave and speak out your true inner thoughts."

At this moment, Yun Qing thought: I don't have it, I don't want to do anything.

Zhou Shichuan looked at her bitterly, Yan Shinan pursed her lips and smiled.

Yan Shinan walked up to her and knelt down, and said softly, "Let you paint it on."

"Yes, is it possible?" Yun Qing didn't want to become like brother Zhou Shichuan at all.

Yan Shinan nodded.

Only then did Yun Qing tentatively stretch out his fingers, and lightly touched his face, the little bit of cream on his face was completely negligible.

Zhou Shichuan complained from the side: "Why didn't I realize that you are still a sister-in-law before?"

Yan Shinan was noncommittal.

"It's getting late, eat some cake and go back early to rest."

The child couldn't be more obedient, and nodded.

After Zhou Shichuan finished tossing around, he sneaked back home again. If his family found out that he not only skipped class, but also didn't go home, they didn't know how long they would have to talk about him.

Yan Shinan looked at the mess in the house and smiled helplessly.

Zhou Shichuan only cares about making troubles and never deal with the aftermath.In the evening, he had to clean up by himself.

But thinking of the scene just now, Yan Shinan couldn't help raising his lips, with a smile that he didn't even notice.

After cleaning the floor, Yan Shinan went back to his room to continue his review.

Immersed in the sea of ​​questions day after day.

Although his sea of ​​questions, if someone else did it, he would probably be autistic.