The quiet morning ended in a mess. At nine o’clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the villa to start today’s activities.
In the morning, everyone focused on studying and mainly practiced foreign language speaking. The organizers invited several foreign teachers, and all the teachers were of high caliber. Everyone was very dedicated to their learning. After lunch, everyone gathered to watch a foreign film that incorporated many of the pronunciation techniques they learned today, which helped reinforce the knowledge points.
Chi Le leaned against Sheng Zhuo, and yawned lazily, the curtains were covered, the room was dark, only the big screen was lit, and the quiet environment made people drowsy.
The scene of the movie changes, and the room goes bright and then dark.
Sheng Zhuo turned his head to look at him and noticed a hint of irritation between his eyebrows, with his eyes drooping slightly. “Tired?”
In fact, Chi Le slept very well last night. He didn’t feel sleepy, just bored. The doors and windows are closed, the air is stuffy, and the back of his neck is throbbing again and again as if something is about to break free from under the skin. It made him restless.
Seeing that his complexion was not good, Sheng Zhuo stood up and patted his shoulder, and led him out through the back door.
Fang Younian glanced back, curled his lips secretly, “Leaving us behind again.”
Chen Yunzhou chuckled, feeling a bit perplexed. He had never seen Sheng Zhuo care so much about anyone before. He couldn’t quite figure out if Sheng Zhuo considered Chi Le as a classmate, a friend, a buddy, or something else entirely. Thinking of a certain possibility, he took a deep breath, looking intently at their receding figures with a mix of surprise and uncertainty.
The two of them really matched each other when they stood together. The two tall and thin teenagers stood side by side, making it hard to look away.
The sun outside the house is just right, and the afternoon sun shines on the body with warmth. The greenery in the villa area is very good. Evergreen trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the scenery is pleasant even in winter.
Chi Le breathed the fresh air, the boredom just now was swept away, and he bent his eyes and smiled.
Sheng Zhuo walked beside him, turned his head, and smiled helplessly, “You have everything written on your face.”
Chi Le looked up at him, “What’s written on my face? Why don’t you guess what I want to do now.”
Sheng Zhuo gazed at Chi Le’s earnestly upturned white and tender face, a faint smile forming on his lips. He lightly sniffed the sweet fragrance wafting from nearby and playfully raised the corner of his mouth. “I guess you want to go buy some milk tea.”
Chi Le’s eyes widened, and he touched his face in disbelief, “You can see this?”
Sheng Zhuo chuckled, stretched out a finger to hook on his hood, and led him toward the gate.
As Chi Le rescued the hood from his hand, he was still smiling, but suddenly he keenly sensed that there was a gaze tightly fixated on him. This sticky stare carried a familiar sense of disgust.
He frowned and looked over, but saw nothing, only a kitten standing in the corner lazily licking its paw.
“What’s wrong?” Sheng Zhuo looked along his line of sight but saw nothing, the ordinary corner of the room was no different from other places.
Chi Le pursed his lower lip slightly and shook his head in a confused manner.
He always felt that someone’s eyes were locked on him and so he looked back from time to time along the road, and he was not in a good mood until he opened the door and walked into the milk tea shop, and he smelt the sweet scent inside, so he relaxed.
The milk tea shop is right at the entrance of the villa area, and there are many people sitting inside. The room is very hot, and the transparent glass windows are steaming with water vapor. It is almost Christmas, and there are many decorations inside, colorful and beautiful.
Chi Le ordered a cup of milk tea and sat down with Sheng Zhuo by the window.
Sheng Zhuo looked at Chi Le, who was in a better mood, and asked in a low voice, “You don’t like that movie just now?”
He stayed with Chi Le all day today, and he couldn’t think of the reason why Chi Le’s mood suddenly turned bad. It could only be attributed to Chi Le’s dislike of that movie.
“I like it very much, but I’ve seen that movie a long time ago.” Chi Le took a sip of milk tea, his tone was light, and he didn’t mention the pain in the back of his neck. “Just now I just felt that the room was a little stuffy.”
He looked at Sheng Zhuo on the opposite side, and shook the milk tea in his hand, “Why don’t you drink some?”
Sheng Zhuo held a small gadget on the table in his hand and played with it lightly. Hearing this, he shook his head, “I don’t want to drink.”
Chi Le looked at him in disbelief, thought about it carefully, and suspected that he was not willing to drink.
He rested his chin, tapped his chin with his fingers, and thought about how to find a reason to give Sheng Zhuo a few more red envelopes.
Looking at his expression, Sheng Zhuo could guess what he was thinking, and pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, “I just don’t like drinking milk tea, it’s not that I’m reluctant to buy it.”
Seeing that his tone did not seem to be fake, Chi Le calmed down and stopped thinking about giving out red envelopes for the time being.
Sheng Zhuo rubbed his fingers and tried to explain, “Actually, my family…”
“I understand.” Chi Le interrupted him and looked at him sincerely: “Do you want to say that your family’s conditions are good, and you don’t actually need my help.”
“……correct.”
Sheng Zhuo’s voice faltered, and Chi Le said everything he wanted to say.
“I understand.” Chi Le smiled lightly, and his gaze towards Sheng Zhuo was like looking at a persevering and hardworking little poplar tree, filled with both affection and compassion.
He understands that Sheng Zhuo must have too much self-esteem, so he doesn’t want him to help. Of course, what he can do to maintain Sheng Zhuo’s self-esteem is by pretending that he doesn’t know anything!
Sheng Zhuo: “…” Something seems wrong.
The two sat in the milk tea shop for a while. It was estimated that everyone was about to finish watching the movie, so they got up and walked back. When they returned, they brought everyone a cup of milk tea.
They returned to the villa with the milk tea, which caused everyone to cheer happily, especially the two girls who were thrilled to see the milk tea. Everyone else was also excited, even Feng Younian reluctantly took the milk tea and drank it slowly while leaning on the sofa, completely forgetting about arguing with Chi Le.
In the afternoon, they had an art class, and the organization arranged for a professional art teacher to come. The teacher was a well-known painter who was not easy to invite. Everyone was excited, except for Chi Le, who lacked interest. He found an excuse for feeling unwell and hid in his room the whole afternoon, skipping the class entirely and not even leaving his room.
After the art class, Sheng Zhuo came up from downstairs, tossing a peach in his hand.
Chi Le was lying on the bed playing games, his ankles resting on the edge of the bed, without socks, his exposed white feet were dazzling.
Sheng Zhuo stared at the dazzling white feet for two seconds, pulled the quilt over his feet, then went around the other end of the bed, put the peach in his hand, and sat down on his own bed opposite Chi Le’s.
The sweet fruity aroma wafted over, and Chi Le raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes still on the phone screen, without raising his head, he asked, “For me?”
“Yes, condolences to the sick.” Sheng Zhuo casually picked up the magazine next to him and glanced at it, and finally, his eyes fell on Chi Le’s face, “Feeling better?”
Chi Le’s finger paused as his in-game character in the game was struck by the enemy, and the remaining HP of his controlled character was completely depleted. The screen displayed a prominent ‘GAME OVER’. He helplessly tossed his phone aside and lazily sat up.
“I’m not sick, I’m just looking for a reason not to go to class.”
Sheng Zhuo thought it was funny, “I don’t see you skipping class at school, isn’t this art class more interesting than culture class?”
Chi Le took the peach in his hand, touched it lightly, and said in a muffled voice, “I just don’t like it.”
Sheng Zhuo smiled, “You don’t have to skip class tomorrow, the person in charge said just now that we will organize everyone to go camping on the mountain tomorrow.”
Chi Le’s eyes lit up immediately, “Go to which mountain?”
“It’s the one nearby.” Sheng Zhuo pointed out the window, “I’m going to set up a tent on the mountain at night, don’t forget to bring your daily necessities.”
Chi Le followed his line of sight and saw the mountains in the distance. There are famous tourist attractions nearby. Many people usually go camping. It is the tallest mountain in the city. It is said that the starry sky is very beautiful there. Chi Le has always wanted to get out and play but had no chance.
Chi Le couldn’t help looking forward to it, he was much more energetic than before.
Sheng Zhuo opened the cabinet next to the bed and took out his ID card from it, “Jian Cheng asked everyone to sign up with their ID cards to him so that they can book the tent for tomorrow night. Where is your ID card?”
Chi Le was just too lazy to move, so he quickly took out his ID card from his wallet, and handed it to Sheng Zhuo with a smile, “Sign up for me?”
Sheng Zhuo took the ID card, looked down, and found that Chi Le’s birthday was just a week later, he silently remembered the date, and calculated in his heart, “You are eleven months younger than me…almost one year younger.”
Chi Le paused while touching the peach, and continued to lower his head as if he hadn’t heard anything, lowering his eyelashes slightly, refusing to admit the fact that he was younger than Sheng Zhuo.
Sheng Zhuo turned his head and looked over, with a small smile in his eyes, “Little friend Chi Le, call out to your older brother.”
Chi Le ignored him, picked up the peach, and took a bite, the sweet taste of the peach spread in his mouth, he squinted his eyes and took another bite.
“Tsk.” Sheng Zhuo shook his head, and walked out with two ID cards, his voice was idle, and the tone was deliberately drawn out, “Someone ate this older brother’s peach, didn’t say ‘older brother’, and even bossed him around.”
Chi Le pretended to be calm on the surface, and when he walked away, he raised his hand and rubbed his hot ears, and the tips of his ears gradually turned red.
His wife’s voice is really nice, but it’s too provocative when he speaks.
He is a little shy.