One Branch [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 45 Crossing the Line

March is the final of the mathematics competition. Zhao Huanyu passed the selection and had to attend intensive training. He could not go home during the entire winter vacation.

Before leaving, she grabbed Zhou Yeshan and interrogated him.

"When did it happen?"

The final exams were over, and Zhou Yeshan was packing his schoolbag without even looking up: "Why? You didn't ask at the time, but now you think of it after such a long time."

"Give me some time to digest this."

"Digest what?"

"You like..."

"It's all your fault."

Zhao Huanyu felt innocent: "Me?"

Zhou Yeshan smiled brightly again: "Thank you so much."

Zhao Huanyu thought: Zhou Yeshan must be fucking crazy after falling in love.

Song Yezhi was already waiting for them at the door. Zhou Yeshan threw his schoolbag on his back and pushed her out: "It's not strange to like Xiaoye."

Song Yezhi was in the distance, his hands in his jacket pockets, his head down, occasionally swaying and turning in circles, waiting for someone with boredom and concentration. Zhao Huanyu waved at him while he was looking around, and then he and Zhou Yeshan smiled and went to greet him.

"That's true." She whispered in agreement to the person next to her with a bright face.

The college entrance examination is only a few months away. Most people in the class have signed up for cram schools near the school, so we all get together again during the winter vacation, but we just change the location of the classes.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and a stream of white air came out of his mouth. Zhou Yeshan bought two roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside and stuffed one into Song Yezhi's hand.

"Can I go back with you for lunch today? My mother is on a business trip and there's no one to cook." Zhou Yesen asked vaguely while chewing the sweet potato in his hand.

Song Yezhi could hear the cautious tone in Zhou Yeshan's voice, so he simply nodded and agreed: "Sure."

"Is Yi Qingwei here?" This sentence was very clear.

“No.”

He hadn't been to that house for a long time.

Zhou Yeshan always called Yi Qingwei by his name in private, and Song Yezhi did not correct him because he had never called Yi Qingwei "uncle" in front of Zhou Yeshan.

But later they had lunch at a street snack bar, and then Song Yezhi took Zhou Yeshan to the rental house for a nap, leaving Zhao Huanyu's room empty for him to sleep.

Song Yezhi took out a cup and prepared to pour hot water, when he saw Zhou Yeshan coming out of Zhao Huanyu's room and yelling in disgust: "What? Zhao Huanyu likes a pink bed? There are a bunch of cats and dogs on it, I won't sleep on it."

It is also impossible to sleep in Yi Qingwei's bed.

"Then do you want to sleep with me?" Song Yezhi raised his eyes from the white hot air and asked calmly.

Zhou Yeshan was stunned for a few seconds, scratched his head and turned back: "Pink is pink."

Because there was a test in the afternoon, Song Yezhi went to bed earlier than usual. The alarm clock rang at two o'clock, but he couldn't open his eyes.