After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

Zheng Zeyuan hesitated for a while, but still did not reject Lin Wan's kindness, raised his head and smiled gratefully: "Thank you then."

"Small things." Most of the time, Lin Wan was very straightforward and didn't care too much.

She went out of school to a nearby rice noodle shop that she frequented. While waiting for the rice noodles, she was bored and wanted to harass Wen Yimu.

"elder sister."

"Sister, take care of me."

"Sister, don't you miss me?"

...

After several posts in a row, I received a somewhat helpless reply from Wen Yimu: "Go to school well, don't want to fall in love all day long."

Lin Wan acted coquettishly: "It's lunch time now, sister."

WYM: "Then you can memorize the words, hurry up."

Lin Wan flattened her mouth, and her sister opened her mouth to study, which was really boring.

Just like my roommate, I didn't even bother to eat lunch just to work hard.

"Okay, okay." It seems that Wen Yimu won't chat with her anymore, Lin Wan can only give up chatting angrily, but still can't help asking for the credit, "Can you play with me when you get home from school?"

WYM: "Yes."

Before Lin Wan had time to get excited, she added: "It can't be more than half an hour."

Lin Wan was suddenly discouraged, what, only half an hour a day, just a few words are not enough, is there such a love?

Seeming to see through her mind, Wen Yimu sent another message: "I can play with you for half a day on weekends, and study hard at other times."

Lin Wan's mouth was flat. After calculating the time, half an hour in a day, two and a half hours in five days, and four hours in a weekend on a half day. If you calculate this, you can only get along for less than seven hours a week.

This is too little!

And only see once a week? What kind of human suffering is this?

Lin Wan felt grief and indignation at her treatment, and suddenly felt that the rice noodles were not so delicious.

She wanted to argue with Wen Yimu, but she knew that now was not the time, so she could only droop her head and ate the fragrant rice noodles bit by bit, but she felt that it was tasteless.

After eating the rice noodles, she dragged a heavy pace and packed a serving for Zheng Zeyuan, feeling down all the way.

Is this the miserable life of a senior in high school, woo woo woo.

Back in the classroom, the class was empty and there were not many people at all. Most people went home or took a lunch break in the dormitory, and few stayed in the classroom to study.

Lin Wan was too lazy to go home and had no dormitory, so he usually just lay on the table for a while, playing with his phone or reading novels.

I used to be able to chat with the little sisters at the same table, but now my tablemate is digging into the problem.

Lin Wan glanced at it, and it was fine. Before she had a meal, Zheng Zeyuan had already written an entire math test paper and was correcting the answer.

The accuracy rate seems acceptable.

Lin Wan handed over the packing box in his hand, and his tone was a little teasing: "It's lunch time, university bully."

Zheng Zeyuan raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, took the packing box, and waved his hand a little embarrassedly: "I'm not a scholar, and I have to work hard to get into Z University."

"By the way, how much is this rice noodle?" Zheng Zeyuan opened the packaging box, and what caught his eye was the rice noodle full of meat and vegetables.

Although he is not short of pocket money, he cannot accept more than fifty for a meal.

Lin Wan reported a number lightly. Looking at Zheng Zeyuan's shocked jaw, he couldn't help laughing: "Just kidding, I have a membership card, and the price is high, but in reality, as long as it's not much money."

She said a new figure, this time within Zheng Zeyuan's ideal price.

Zheng Zeyuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked her, "Add a WeChat and I'll transfer you?"

Lin Wan just clicked on an episode of a TV series, but he didn't bother to switch the interface, he waved his hand and said, "Remember, just invite me next time."

Indescribably free and easy.

Zheng Zeyuan nodded and said nothing. He quietly stared at Zi Mao at the same table for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This little princess of the Lin family, who I heard is not easy to mess with, seems to get along very well.

After the lunch break, Lin Wan went to the afternoon get out of class step by step. As soon as the bell rang, she packed her schoolbag and planned to go home.

Glancing at it, the same desk was doing his homework, and he was writing very fast, and he had no intention of going back.

The classroom was more than half empty in a blink of an eye. Lin Wan poked Zheng Zeyuan and asked him, "Aren't you going home?"

Zheng Zeyuan scratched his head and explained, "It is more convenient to go to the cram school directly after finishing the homework in the classroom."

"Then you don't eat dinner?" Lin Wan's attention was still focused on eating.

"Go back to eat at night. I ate late at noon, and I'm not hungry now." Zheng Zeyuan said, looking at the paper in his hand race against time, as if he was in a hurry.

"Okay, then I won't disturb you, bye." Lin Wan neatly pushed the chair into the desk, waved his hand, and flicked his purple high ponytail, "Oh, by the way, if you come early, lend me your math homework. Copy."

There was no room for negotiation. After she finished speaking, she stomped out of the classroom, leaving only the sweet scent of strawberries in the air.

Zheng Zeyuan watched the girl's back disappear into the corner of the corridor, not knowing why she felt a little lonely.

In the empty classroom, he was the only one who wrote and wrote, no matter how close the distance between two people was, they were still two worlds.

He sighed lightly, shook his head, forced himself to forget these things, and focus on himself.

After all, every minute and second cannot be wasted.

When Lin Wan returned home, the first thing he saw was the table full of food.

Aunt Zhang greeted her from the kitchen and asked her with a smile, "I'm back, how does it feel to go to school?"

Lin Wan thought about it for a while, and wrote lightly, "That's it, what else can I do with my homework in class."

She sat down on the chair and faced the dazzling array of things on the table. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little tired.

Compared with a relaxing vacation, going to school is like tightening a string on one's body, and is indescribably tired.

Aunt Zhang gave her a bowl of soup, with a distressed tone: "Drink the soup first, I'm hungry and thin at school."

Lin Wan laughed out loud: "How can this be, I eat well."

"That's not delicious at home." Aunt Zhang said indifferently, "Why don't I cook a few dishes next time and have the driver deliver them to you."

Lin Wan lowered his head and drank the soup with a spoon, vaguely: "Then I can't finish it all by myself."

"I can't finish eating it for my classmates." Aunt Zhang said, once her conclusion is reached, no one can refute it.

"Okay." Lin Wan didn't have much opinion. After all, Aunt Zhang's cooking was really delicious, and she never got tired of eating it. As for sharing it with her classmates... Presumably her new roommate would be very happy.

After dinner, she went upstairs to do her homework, and just after writing two multiple-choice questions, she couldn't help but poke Wen Yimu: "sister, can you chat with me?"

WYM: "Have you finished your homework?"

Lin Wan held her cheeks, really annoyed, and typed dullly: "No. But I miss you."

WYM: "Do your homework first, man."

With an unexpected reply, Lin Wan turned off the phone, pushed the pen aside, and sullenly slumped on the table alone.

It's been a whole day, and every time she wants to say something, Wen Yimu always pushes back.

It's a relationship, and it's not a class teacher, why do you keep holding on to your studies?

Knowing that Wen Yimu loves learning, but is she really unwilling to pay attention to her?

Lin Wan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of frustration, as if those sweet affections during the holidays were all fake, and in Wen Yimu's eyes, he was actually a child.

She doesn't treat herself as a lover at all, she just treats herself as a responsible child.

That's why she took off her clothes and got into her quilt so recklessly?

Lin Wan had some unspeakable grievances, and he didn't know how to vent, so he simply lay down on the table and wrote a topic.

Anyway, it will be written sooner or later. Since Wen Yimu likes to let her learn so much, she just needs to learn enough.

I don't know if it was because of anger, Lin Wan felt that she was writing the questions faster than usual, and it was only after eight o'clock after finishing today's homework.

She glanced at it, and Wen Yimu didn't send her a message. It seemed that she was waiting for Lin Wan to finish her homework and find her by herself.

For some reason, Lin Wan suddenly didn't want to go to Wen Yimu.

I want to hug and kiss my sister, but I don't want to hear her keep urging me to study.

Lin Wan knew that he didn't like learning, but...isn't it human nature? Even as an author, he likes readers to kiss and hug instead of urging them to code.

But if you don't look for Wen Yimu, the night you've been looking forward to will suddenly become boring, and you won't be interested no matter what you do.

She misses Wen Yimu, especially after a whole day of study, misses her even more.

Inside the school and outside the school are two completely different worlds. Wen Yimu's temptation to her only increased after school started.

Lin Wan tossed and turned on the bed, hesitated, and finally decided to lie down for a while to see if Wen Yimu would take the initiative to send her a message.

When I woke up, it was fine, there was not even half a new message.

Lin Wan was about to die of anger.

She ignores herself, herself ignores her, hum!

The little girl's decision was so swift and resolute that she ignored Wen Yimu, so Lin Wan simply watched an episode of the TV series, forcing herself to indulge in the plot and forgetting the desire to chat with Wen Yimu.

Anyway... Anyway, even if he was looking for her, Wen Yimu wouldn't say anything nice.

How boring.

Lin Wanru comforted herself like this, and waited until eleven o'clock to turn off the TV series and climbed into bed to go to bed, but Wen Yimu still didn't urge her.

It's like punching cotton.

Lin Wan had an indescribable sense of frustration, as if only his own thoughts were on his mind, but the other party was indifferent.

Just a little uncomfortable.

But these words were not clear on the Internet, and she had no way to accuse Wen Yimu of anything. After being sluggish for a while, she sent her a good night, and then shut down and went to bed.

I felt a bit sour in my heart, as if I had eaten a large slice of lemon, but this sourness was soon diluted by the classes and exercises that followed.

The days after the start of school were repeated and regular. Weeks and months became the units of measurement. Lin Wan was in a trance, and in a blink of an eye, it was the weekend.

It's only three days since the start of school, but it feels like a lifetime.

In the past few days, Lin Wan was angry and did not have more communication with Wen Yimu, and Wen Yimu didn't notice it at all, just simply said good morning and good night.

They hadn't seen each other for several days.

Lin Wan was suddenly a little nervous. The weekend was coming, which meant that he was going to see Wen Yimu.

Don't know what to say.

The author has something to say: let's look forward to the little couple quarreling again