A Bunny Delinquent Should Hide His Tail

Chapter 56



Chapter 56

Shen Chu didn't go to class in the morning, so he got out of bed and went to the water room to pour cold water on himself from head to toe.

He was so crazy that he even wanted to untie Jize's belt.

A dream is indeed a dream, this is not something he can do in reality.

Back to the dormitory with wet hair, the phone on the table showed that there was an incoming call.

It's Ji Ze's call.

After calculating the time, it should be the break for morning self-study.

Shen Chu wiped his hands and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" Ji Ze's gentle voice came from over there, "Are you sick?"

Thinking of his charming dream not long ago, Shen Chu only felt that his skin, which had just been soaked in cold water, became vaguely hot again.

With a perfunctory "Mmmm", he bent down and put the plastic basin on the horizontal shelf under the table.

"Aren't you alright tonight?" Ji Ze asked, "Have you caught a cold? Or do you have a fever?"

He has neither a cold nor a fever.

Ji Ze's sudden question was probably a nonsense excuse made up by that boy Fang Heng for him to ask for leave.

Shen Chu sat in front of the table, covered his head with a dry towel, and wiped it with one hand indiscriminately: "It's uncomfortable."

Not physically uncomfortable, but psychologically uncomfortable.

No, it is also physically uncomfortable.

Shen Chu's face was hot, and he sighed heavily.

Sad people.

"Your voice is so hoarse," Ji Ze was a little worried, "Have a fever?"

Shen Chu cleared his throat: "Nor..."

"Are you still sleeping? I'll buy you some medicine." Ji Ze said.

Shen Chu held the phone, his heart was burning hot: "No need."

Ji Ze didn't care whether he refused or not, and continued: "Have you had breakfast? What do you want to eat?"

Shen Chu pursed his lips: "There is no breakfast in the cafeteria now."

Ji Ze seemed to be going down the stairs: "Over the wall."

Shen Chu lowered his eyes, and flicked his fingers back and forth on the fluff of the towel: "Farewell."

"Don't tell me, I bought it casually," Ji Ze said with a smile, "Wait for me in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Chu got up and looked around.

He collected the garbage, fidgeted for a while, and lay back on the bed.

If you are sick, you have to look like you are sick, and you are so uncomfortable that you can’t get out of bed, so you should.

Shen Chu lay down for a while, and then thought, what should I do if Ji Ze followed me while I was lying on the bed?

Just sit down there.

But when he got out of bed, he saw the thermometer stuck in his pen holder, and thought to himself, what if Ji Ze wanted to take his temperature?He didn't have any shit, wouldn't he just reveal his stuff?

So Shen Chu numbly crawled back on the bed.

No, why did he pretend to be sick? ! !

Before Shen Chu could figure it out, the bedroom door was knocked lightly three times.

So fast?

Shen Chu rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself in it.

Ji Ze's footsteps carried the wind, mixed with the scent of pancakes and fruits, and floated in together.

The room was dark, and Ji Ze didn't turn on the light.

"Why do you have a fever?"

Shen Chu heard the wolf cub's voice through the quilt.

He said "um..." and didn't answer for a long time.

A slightly cool palm gently peeled off the quilt, and covered Shen Chu's forehead.

Shen Chu:!

How could he have forgotten that Jize, who was tall and tall, was standing on tiptoe at the head of the bed, and he was completely capable of reaching him.

"It's really hot." Ji Ze bent down and picked up the thermos bottle under Shen Chu's table. It was empty, "Where's your water card? I'll get some hot water."

"The second floor of the bookshelf." Shen Chu hurriedly put the cup back on again, and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Is it hot?It seems a bit.

As soon as Ji Ze approached him, his whole body became hot.

After a while, Ji Ze came back after fetching water.

He took the pink little rabbit glass on Shen Chu's table and poured a glass of water.

Shen Chu propped himself up on the pillow, took the pills that Ji Ze handed over, and looked at them in his palm for a moment, thinking that he wouldn't die if he took the pills if he wasn't sick.

"Take the medicine first," Ji Ze handed over the water glass again, "I bought you pancakes, you eat some."

After that, he saw the thermometer in the pen holder, and was about to reach for it: "Hey?! The thermometer is just for you..."

"Jize!"

Shen Chu sat on the bed and suddenly yelled.

He shouted anxiously, and Ji Ze quickly stopped his hands and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Shen Chu: "..."

It takes five seconds to make up a piece of nonsense to divert attention.

"Why did you give me a pen?" Shen Chu handed over the water glass.

"Oh, that's for you to practice calligraphy." Ji Ze took the water glass and handed over the pancakes, "Would you like some?"

Shen Chu coughed lightly, diverting his attention.

He didn't have the habit of eating on the bed, so he struggled for a moment to lift the quilt.

Because, this pancake is a bit fragrant.

"My handwriting is not good-looking." Shen Chu was quite self-aware.

"It's not good to practice slowly." Ji Ze helped the big rabbit who got off the bed, held his fingers in his big arms, and couldn't help moving his fingers.

"It doesn't look good even after practicing." Shen Chu took Ji Ze's pancake, took a bite out of the plastic one.

"Then practice again," Ji Ze leaned against Shen Chu's desk, curled up his fingers, and touched his forehead with the back of his finger, "I'll teach you."

One year is not enough to practice three years, and three years is not enough to practice ten years.

It was difficult to practice calligraphy, so Shen Chu practiced slowly, and he kept using that pen.

Shen Chu raised his eyes, his slender eyelashes brushed against the tip of Ji Ze's little finger like a brush.

Ji Ze's hand paused in the air for a moment, then retracted.

He took the soy milk in his pocket: "I'll boil it for you to drink."

"No need." Shen Chu directly brought over the soy milk.

Even if he really had a fever, he wouldn't even have to boil a soy milk.

"Go to the Lemon Tree Restaurant outside the school for dinner at six o'clock tonight," Ji Ze smiled, "It's your birthday."

Shen Chu thought that what happened yesterday had already been calculated, but he didn't expect that there would be arrangements for the evening.

"No need." Shen Chu lowered his eyes again, looking at the coriander sandwiched in the pancake, "Trouble."

"Everyone has already shouted, let's go." Ji Ze said.

"People?" Shen Chu raised his head again, "Who did you call?"

"Most of the class," Ji Ze rubbed his nose, "everyone who can play normally is screaming."

Shen Chu: "..."

No need, really no need.

Seeing Shen Chu's silence, Ji Ze felt confused: "Uh...if you don't like it..."

"I don't like it." Shen Chu ate a mouthful of pancakes, "I just find it troublesome."

Ji Ze felt relieved: "Leave everything to me, you just need to be there for dinner..."

"No," Shen Chu interrupted him, "Did you tell them not to give gifts?"

"This Fang Heng said," Ji Ze said, "He said that you don't like... receiving gifts."

He paused for a few times before saying this, and his eyes drifted to the cardboard box he gave last night on the table.

Knowing that Ji Ze might have misunderstood, Shen Chu swallowed the pancake and explained: "I just don't like to return gifts."

I have to think about returning a gift after receiving it, which is extremely troublesome.

Ji Ze said "oh", "I don't want you to return the courtesy."

Shen Chu took the last bite of the pancake and said in a low voice, "I still want it."

Ji Ze smiled with his pursed lips: "Don't you think it's troublesome?"

Shen Chu threw the pancake plastic bag into the trash can and shook his head slightly.

At six o'clock in the evening, Ji Ze led a group of people to the private room of Lemon Tree Restaurant for dinner.

The cougar looked at the empty table and said "Ouch" loudly: "Why is there no cake? I'll go buy one!"

Shen Chu and Ji Ze raised their eyes at the same time and looked at each other.

The scene of the two squatting in the corridor last night and eating a cake together seems to be vivid in my memory.

Shen Chu was the first to turn his face away.

Ji Zezhong looked at the big rabbit's ears that were starting to turn red, and laughed.

"Who wants to eat cakes?" He raised his hand to stop the cougar, "There are a lot of dishes, let's eat!"

A round table was full of people, Shen Chu roughly estimated that there must be nearly 30 people.

Unexpectedly, there were three or four girls who were sitting with Bai Fei with their heads bowed and whispering.

Not long after the food was served, the cougar stood up and cleared his throat heavily: "Then what, today..."

"stop--"

Shen Chu raised his palm, interrupting his embarrassing speech: "Eat directly."

The cougar was stunned for a moment, then sat down on the stool after laughing loudly: "Then let's... eat right away?!"

After skipping the nerve-wracking birthday greeting step, everyone chatted and laughed and started eating.

A group of half-children who have been abused by the cafeteria for several months began a battle for contention.

Ji Ze put the hot tableware in front of Shen Chu: "What do you want to eat? I'll hold it for you."

Shen Chu picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of yam nearby: "I'm not hungry."

Ji Ze looked at him with his chin resting on one hand, the two of them were so calm that they couldn't fit in at the table like a fried nest.

"Seventeen years old." Ji Ze sighed.

Shen Chu chewed the yam: "Huh?"

"When I met you in the first year of high school, I didn't know your birthday." Ji Ze's voice was not loud, and only Shen Chu could hear it in the noisy box, "You were 15 years old at that time."

Shen Chu thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.

"I found out by chance at night when I was a sophomore in high school," Ji Ze continued, "I was 16 years old at that time."

Shen Chu swallowed the yam and looked down at the chopsticks in his hand.

"Fortunately, I caught up with him this year." Ji Ze let out a long sigh of relief, "I'm 17 now."

Before Shen Chu was 15 years old, Ji Ze could not accompany him.

After Shen Chu turned 15, Ji Ze didn't want to miss his birthday every year.

Every year, every day, he doesn't want to miss it.

Shen Chu turned his face: "When it's your birthday this winter vacation, shall I help you spend it?"

Ji Ze laughed, nodded, and gave a soft "hmm".

The boy's eyes drooped, making his smile extra warm.

Shen Chu looked at the little mole in the corner of Ji Ze's right eye, feeling confused.

I really want to kiss him.

After a group of people finished their meal, they didn't enjoy themselves, and clamored to go to KTV to sing again.

Shen Chu looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Skipping class and skipping class!" What Class [-] is most afraid of is skipping class.

Shen Chu looked at the girls in the crowd, thinking that Bai Fei would not mess around with these people.

"I'll send them back." Shen Chu said.

However, to his surprise, several little girls did not go back.

"It's fine if you don't go back!" Someone shouted, "It's only interesting if there are girls around!"

Shen Chu looked at Ji Ze, and Ji Ze shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

"I didn't intend to bring them here," Ji Ze said in a low voice while holding Shen Chu's shoulders after entering the KTV, "But Bai Fei asked me to come with me, and I agreed."

Shen Chu said "Oh": "Then do whatever you want, just don't let them run around."

With twenty people together, even if Ji Ze ordered a big bag, it was still a bit crowded.

Shen Chu came to KTV and never sang, just sat in the corner of the sofa.

Ji Ze followed him and sat beside him, with his hands resting on the back of the sofa, he didn't touch Shen Chu, but seemed to be pulling him into his arms.

The first song is loyal to the country.

Several big and three thick guys grabbed the microphone and yelled at each other.

"Aren't you going to sing?" Ji Ze asked Shen Chu with his head tilted.

Shen Chu raised his eyes, meeting Ji Ze's gaze.

He sat a little low, and he needed to lift his chin slightly to look at the other person's eyes.

"Don't sing."

Ji Ze seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "You can't sing even if you think about it."

Shen Chu straightened his back, and sat up with his body.

The second song is a single love song.

Those same few, howling and hugging each other.

"Don't you sing?" Shen Chu asked Ji Ze.

"At my level, I don't sing easily," Ji Ze pulled his blushing face, "You must be a VIP user to hear me sing a sentence."

Shen Chu curled his lips: "Singing Hao Liyou?"

Ji Ze lowered his head and laughed: "That's not impossible."

The sound of the stereo in the private room was a bit loud, and Shen Chu couldn't hear Ji Ze's words clearly.

"What did you say?" Shen Chu frowned slightly.

Ji Ze, who had been slumped on the sofa, sat up, pressed his body in front of Shen Chu, raised his hand to his lips, and said softly, "Want to hear me sing?"

Ji Ze drank some wine while eating, the smell of wolves mixed with a slight smell of wine brushed Shen Chu's face.

When he thought of the dream he had this morning, he only felt hot in his mouth and itchy in his heart.

The traffic lights hit the side of Shen Chu's face, but Ji Ze still keenly noticed that the big rabbit's face was turning red again.

"You sing." Shen Chu looked at the screen where the lyrics were scrolling, seemingly absent-minded.

Ji Ze chuckled, maintaining the movement of almost hugging Shen Chu into his arms, and hummed a short melody in his ear.

"Remember?" Ji Ze asked.

Shen Chu didn't hear it very clearly, but Ren Neng felt that it seemed familiar.

"Standby me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be."

Ji Ze read this passage again.

Shen Chu opened his eyes slightly, as if he remembered.

It was the lyrics that Ji Ze translated for him in English class.

"I translated it for you before," Ji Ze's lips moved closer to Shen Chu's ear, "but I translated it wrong."

Shen Chu looked down at his fingers, he remembered that the translation was "Be with me, the future is unknown."

It seems right.

"The correct translation should be..."

Ji Ze's arm resting on the back of the sofa suddenly fell on Shen Chu's shoulder, and he moved a little closer.

At a certain moment, Shen Chu even felt a little softness in the pinna of his ears.

"Stay with me, even though the road ahead is unknown."

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