"What do you like..." Wu Zhizhi said halfway, as if she remembered something, frowned and supported her chin with a pen. "Yes, I forgot that you are going back to your uncle's house tomorrow, so you shouldn't need a bookcase."

"..." The heart suddenly stopped and returned to normal operation.

Damn! It turned out to be asking him what kind of bookcase he liked.

"Your bookcase... is going to be made for me?"

"No, I'll use it for you and Wu Tong. He doesn't speak, it doesn't matter whether he likes it or not, so I asked you for your opinion, but you should go back tomorrow. You probably can't use the bookcase anymore. I'll just look at it and make a simple one."

"I haven't gone back." He spoke.

"ah?"

"I just went back to pack up and didn't say I wanted to move it back."

"...No." Wu Zhizhi sat upright with long eyelashes, "Are you planning to live in my house for a long time?"

He looked at her, and his reaction seemed not to welcome him very much. His heart suddenly became cold. He said in a deep voice: "I have conflicts with them, and I don't want to live there for the time being."

"But you can't do it outside, you always have to face it and face it to resolve it."

"..." He was a little unhappy and had a dark face, "You just don't welcome me like that? Can't wait to drive me away?"

"!" This was wronged. Wu Zhizhi raised his eyes, "No, you misunderstood me. I just felt that you were wronged by letting you squeeze into the upper bunk of Wu Tong's bed and sleeping."

He frowned, "I don't feel wronged."

"ah?"

"I like this." He suddenly took her pen and drew a rough composition on the paper.

Wu Zhizhi glanced at him, but still couldn't understand what he meant, "What?"

"I like this, bookcase, didn't you ask me that just now?"

"Oh." She came back to her senses, glanced at her, her lips twitched, "No, do you think I am a furniture man? You also need a row of grids on top and a desk for you below?"

"No? I want to use the computer below."

"You are planning to move the computer here?"

"It's just a notebook that is convenient for checking information. Put it here first, and then walk away. How about it? Can you make this cabinet? It would be even better if it could be painted black."

Wu Zhizhi looked at the composition, and his expression was a little hard to describe, "It's a bit difficult."

"You can't do it?"

"I'm not a specialty in furniture, so I only know how to make simple ones, just nail them a few pieces of wood."

Lu Yanshi twisted it, "Okay."

Seeing that he looked disappointed, Wu Zhizhi looked at the conception picture, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Maybe we can try it. If it really doesn't work, it's just a normal one."

Lu Yanshi's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Well, it looks pretty good. Anyway, if you leave in the future, you can still use it for Wu Tong."

Lu Yanshi laughed, "Then when will we do it?"

"When I draw the idea first." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head to look at the design draft, drew it and asked Lu Yanshi, "Is this OK?"

Lu Yanshi glanced at it, "Yes, it's quite good."

The two sat together and looked at the design draft, and before they knew it, they were getting a little closer.

"Do you want a cabinet?" Wu Zhizhi asked with his head turned around.

Under the light, he looked at her with his eyes heavy, "No."

"It's pretty good to have a cabinet."

"Then you have to."

"...Okay, but let me tell you first. Don't think too well. The bookcase you made by yourself is definitely not as good as you bought."

"It's okay, just use it." Lu Yanshi, who has always regarded quality as the first priority, actually said this.

"Okay, then we'll go out to buy the materials the day after tomorrow."

Lu Yanshi nodded and still looked at her. The two of them looked at each other and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

In the silence, Wu Zhizhi seemed to be able to hear his powerful heartbeat.

She looked up at him.

Lu Yanshi was breathing, and the hot breath hit her nose and burned her cheeks red.

Such obvious ambiguity can be felt by individuals.

She stepped back and turned her head uneasily, "Then...this is...it's not too late, go back to bed."

"Okay." He agreed, picked up the rose tea at hand, drank it all in one breath, put down the tea cup, and was really curious, and finally asked the sentence you wanted to ask the most in his heart, "Your explosive head has always been fake."

"Um."

"Why..." He was embarrassed to ask, afraid that she would think he was a superficial dog with good looks.

"I'm curious why I usually transform into a monster like a monster, right?" She chuckled and recalled her usual dress and wanted to laugh.

His throat rolled, staring at her flawless face, "So you know you usually dress like a monster."

She was about to say 'I'm happy', but before she could say a few words, the laughter came to her lips first and laughed loudly.

When Lu Yanshi saw her laughing, he also laughed. His eyes narrowed deeply and he chuckled, "It's like a sand sculpture."

"You are. Since I met you, I have laughed like a fool every day."

“Everyone, so do I.”

After looking at each other again, the two of them began to feel uncomfortable again.

"Go to bed quickly." Wu Zhizhi sent Lu Yanshi out the door.

When she returned to the room, the smile on the corner of her lips was still there, and there was a silver makeup mirror next to her. She took it over and looked at herself smiling in her glasses. Suddenly, she couldn't laugh anymore.

She covered her face with her hands, shook her head, and decided not to think about it anymore.

*

The next day, a large-scale monthly exam finally came in an air strike.

However, for No. 8 Middle School, the monthly exam is to hold up the schoolbag and put it in the middle of the table to start the exam. There is no need to pull the table open or divide the classroom, and you can sit on the test directly.

Wu Zhizhi didn't know which mentally retarded person wanted to get out of the idea of ​​using a schoolbag as an obstacle.

What can I block my schoolbag with such a short time? To effectively block the answer, the person who is taking the exam must use a notebook or paper to block the answer immediately.

I don’t know about other classes, but there is basically no one to cover up the answers in Class 8. The whole class is full of tricks and shares cheating resources.

Jiang Qingyi was even more bold. Taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, he turned his head openly and peeked at Lu Yanshi's answer.

Just as he said himself, Lu Yanshi agreed to copy it for him, and put it aside after completing the papers, as if he was sure to win.

Wu Zhizhi also copied a few questions, and felt that he was expected to pass this time, so he stopped writing and started laughing.

Soon, the day passed.

After school, Jiang Qingyi said happily to Lu Yanshi: "New, thank you so much today. I will definitely pass this time."

Lu Yanshi curled his lips and smiled.

Wu Zhizhi packed up her schoolbag and zipped it up, "Clean the classroom quickly, leave quickly after finishing it, I have something to do tonight."

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These chapters are so sweet, hahahaha
Chapter completed!