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The evening self-study on that night is Chinese evening self-study.

Shen Yang is here.

He is still sitting beside Lin fengxu.

Shen Yang came after taking a bath. She still has the fragrance of shower gel, and her dark brown hair is also full of moisture.

Lin fengxu turned his pen and looked at the story behind the Chinese book. Shen Yang's fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

Light fragrance, not particularly exciting, also not very strong.

It's like lemon, but it's cool.

Lin fengxu spits on Shen Yang in his heart.

A big man takes a bath and uses a shower gel with fragrance. It's strange.

Shen Yang took an internship diary and a dream of red mansions with him. Ten minutes after the evening self-study began, he finished writing the internship diary and read it with him.

When the pages were flying, neither of them noticed that the bell rang after class.

Class 9 of senior high school is an elite class of liberal arts. In addition, it is Hong Hong Hong's evening self-study, so even when it comes to recess, the classroom is still very quiet.

Until the bell rang, Lin Feng Xu suddenly woke up and took a look at the mobile phone in the table belly.

The first half of the evening self-study class ends at 8:30, continues after 15 minutes' rest, and ends at 9:30.

Lin fengxu didn't know who lived in the dormitory and didn't want to go back to the dormitory.

He is going to go home.

But Lin Feng Xu's family lives far away. It takes more than half an hour to get there by bus.

The last bus to his home is at 9:30, and the evening self-study is just under 9:30. If he goes out after the evening self-study, he will not be able to catch up.

He originally planned to go out between classes, but affected by the serious reading of Shen Yang, he was fascinated by Chinese textbooks and forgot to go out between classes.

Now that class is over, should he go out or not?

Lin fengxu tangled for a while, unconsciously holding the pen to draw circles on the draft paper.

Shen Yang turned a page of the book and noticed Lin fengxu's action.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yang pressed the middle of the book with one hand and turned to ask Lin fengxu in a low voice, "what are you thinking?"

Lin fengxu felt that he was nosy and did not intend to share with him his thoughts on escaping from school late at night. He shook his head and said, "it's nothing."

Shen Yang: "Oh."

He moved the stool back a little, completely blocking Lin fengxu's way out, and continued to read.

Lin fengxu, who intends to slip out of the house:.... "

Ten minutes passed quietly.

Lin fengxu took a look at the mobile phone in the belly of the table and put it into the pocket of the sweater.

"Don't look at your cell phone." Shen Yang whispered to him, "I remember there is a rule in Lvcheng No.1 middle school that mobile phones are not allowed in class."

Lin fengxu doesn't like the feeling of being in charge: "I'm a boarder. I can take it."

"Is it?" Shen Yang asked.

Lin fengxu zipped up the pocket of the sweater, gently bumped Shen Yang's arm on the table with his elbow, and whispered, "I'll discuss something with you."

Shen Yang's head did not lift: "say."

"Let me go out for a moment."

"What are you going out for?"

“…… Go to the bathroom. "

"Are you sure you didn't go out to catch the bus home?"

Lin fengxu He almost blurted out how you knew.

He stares round the peach blossom and looks at Shen Yang. Shen Yang's side face is calm. His hands press the book, and he leans his head slightly towards him.

"You didn't go back to your dorm last night." Shen Yang said almost next to Lin fengxu's shoulder, "don't you plan to return tonight?"

Lin fengxu: "mmm..."