Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 39

Jin Linkun is very annoying.

If you don't hurry up on a hot day, you have to drag Yu Sheng to take care of the business of the pancake stall, so you happily ordered two sets according to the stall owner's report.

Yu Sheng was dragged by his arm, and listening to his enthusiastic chat with the stall owner "I came here early in the morning" and "I'll let you know what I like", he really wanted to beat him up on the spot. .

"I've started to take things, it's not good if I don't..."

After Jin Linkun bought the pancakes, he didn't know what to do. He came back with his hands behind his back, and brought two sets of pancakes to wait for his Yu Sheng to do his work: "It's not easy to get out of the stall in hot weather, and I can't discourage people's enthusiasm."

This person is especially good at reasoning as if bluffing, with a serious tone, as if he is not affected by the irresistible curvature of the corner of his mouth at all.

Yu Sheng Yu Sheng was not stupid enough to stand under the sun and wait for him, he picked an inconspicuous corner, leaned in the shadows and played with his mobile phone for a long time.After finally waiting for this person to come back, he glanced at him indifferently: "Laugh if you want to, you don't have to hold back."

Jin Linkun couldn't hold it back, a bright smile appeared in his eyes, and he put his hand on his shoulder: "Friend, just now—"

"Don't move." Yu Sheng raised his hand and grabbed his arm, "Are you hot?"

On the contrary, that arm tightened even more, Jin Linkun circled him, and the hand behind him passed over, stuffing the ice cream into Yu Sheng's hand: "It's not hot."

I don't know why this person's strength is so great, Yu Sheng struggled but didn't break free, and before he could react, he had already been fully pulled into his arms.

Yu Sheng was a little confused about what he was going to do, frowned and raised his head, wanting to speak, when he met Jin Linkun, he lowered his head and buried it in his neck.

Yu Sheng lifted up the ice cream in time, and while thinking about the difference between his current appearance and the Statue of Liberty, he tugged at the collar of his shirt and pulled it back: "Why?"

I don’t know where Jin Linkun went to buy the ice cream again. It was matcha-flavored. It was cold and stuffed into the palm of his hand. The slightly bitter smell diluted the sweetness of the milk. The ice cream trembled much higher than the egg roll.

The shadow of the signboard casts down, and pedestrians rush past covering the sun, coming and going in a hurry to their destination, and no one notices the movement in the corner.

Jin Linkun's voice sounded soft, but his tone was very serious: "Thank you."

Yu Sheng: "..."

This is how much I love pancakes.

Yu Sheng was hugged by him, so he could only lift up the ice cream that was in danger of collapsing at any time, and patted him on the back casually twice: "Thank you fart, let go quickly, the ice cream is about to melt."

Jin Linkun smiled lightly, let go of his hand cooperatively, and took a step back: "I'll buy it for you after it melts."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the kindness that had been so hard to fade in the past few days seemed to come back with these words.

Yu Sheng simply calculated the physical exertion of beating someone up now, and felt that it was not necessary, so he ate a mouthful of ice cream and pulled him, "Hurry up, you have to reverse the car, and you will be bored to death just by tossing around."

He was just looking for something to say casually, but Jin Linkun seemed to have made up his mind to answer every sentence, and followed him honestly: "Go to your house, don't bother me."

"..."

Yu Sheng decided to shut up.

The bus here runs every half an hour, and you have to reverse another bus to get to the station.Yu Sheng took him all the way to change cars, got on the bus, and suddenly realized that Jin Linkun was thanking him for something.

It was the first day of summer camp.

He was shocked by the bloody learning enthusiasm of this place, and decided to climb over the wall and go out as soon as possible, and do what he should do when he returns home.

In the end, halfway through the trip, I saw an annoying gossip post in the money circle garbage forum, saying that Kunshen's popularity in the second year of high school was quite good, but was denied by a group of people, and felt that this person was unusually difficult to get along with.

He said it as if it was true, and he was completely different from the bad bastard in his impression.

He thought about why this roommate was so worrying, replied a WeChat, bought a pancake and went back.

After Yu Sheng finished the last bite of ice cream, he turned his head and looked at Jin Linkun who was leaning on the seat.

The bus wobbled forward, most of the people were sleeping lightly, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and the sun would still shine in.

Jin Linkun didn't let him sit by the window, and sat by himself in the dazzling light, with his black eyes closed behind the glasses, neither annoying nor indignant.

Quietly, still clutching the cult pancake with everything in it.

Yu Sheng stretched out his hand, intending to remove the heat source that increased the temperature first.

As soon as he moved, the people around him immediately opened their eyes.

When Jin Linkun really fell asleep, the short-lived coldness of waking up would be a little frightening.In addition, his eyes were narrow and long, and their color was extraordinarily dark. A slight squeeze of his eyelids could scare Liang Yifan into a somersault.

Yu Sheng is usually the one who beats people, and he always thinks that the person squinted his eyes as myopia, so he was basically not affected by his habit, so he stretched out his arms and tucked the curtains twice.

I just wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while, but I accidentally fell asleep.

Jin Linkun took a while to come back to his senses, and looked sideways at Yu Sheng, his eyes behind the lenses were bent.

It was very quiet, as soon as the sun fell, it seemed to be drawn into the depths, the pupils were dark, and there was no special emotion.

Yu Sheng met his gaze and couldn't help frowning.

... I don't know what this person is dreaming about.

Not getting used to his expression like this, Yu Sheng peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, then lowered his head to snatch the pancake from Jin Linkun's hand: "Qixi...sleep well if you want to sleep, I'll help you carry it."

"No, it's hot."

Jin Linkun turned his wrist slightly, and the other hand came over to pull his arm: "Yu Sheng."

Yu Sheng: "What are you doing?"

Jin Linkun didn't speak, but called him again.

...and it started again.

Yu Sheng: "Speak up if you have something to say, but shut up if you have nothing to do."

Jin Linkun closed his mouth obediently, still pulling his arm, raised the corners of his lips, closed his eyes and leaned back.

He didn't fall asleep this time, but he didn't want to let go of his hand for no reason.

Knowing that his roommates were always soft-hearted, Jin Linkun closed his eyes feignedly, and was thinking about how to pretend to sleep for a while, when Yu Sheng beside him suddenly moved.

Yu Sheng didn't take his arm back, but with a little effort, he felt in his pocket with one hand, fiddled with it for a while, and an earphone was stuffed into his ear.

The cool fingertips grazed his ears, and the brisk piano music poured in.

Jin Linkun instinctively held his breath, but before he could react, his glasses had already been taken off.

The sun-burned eyes were covered by the palms, and he rubbed them hastily twice, and an impatient voice rang in his ears: "Okay, go to sleep."

Jin Linkun raised the corners of his lips slightly, and relaxed under the slightly cool palm obediently.

I don't know if it was because the coolness on his eyelids was so comfortable, or because he played the piano so well, but this time the bus didn't shake for a long time before he really fell asleep.

The distance between the two cities is actually not too far, but the bus does not take the expressway, and drives to the destination in a leisurely manner. The sky is already a little dark, and the lights on the pedestrian street are starting to light up one after another.

Jin Linkun was woken up by Yu Sheng's patting, only to realize that he had slept the whole way.

"Are you awake?"

Yu Sheng was afraid that he would cross the road before he woke up, so he carried pancakes in one hand and waited for the red light on the side of the crosswalk: "If you don't wake up, wait until you go back to sleep, so you should be refreshed first."

Jin Linkun let him pull, rubbed his sore neck, and followed him obediently: "I woke up, I slept very well."

In fact, he wasn't sleepy at all, and he didn't know what was going on. Sitting together, the two of them were wearing a pair of earphones, and unconsciously, a certain idea in his heart fell little by little.

It was so peaceful that he didn't want to do anything, and he didn't want to think about anything.

The location where the bus was parked was between the No. [-] Middle School and the provincial key points. Jin Linkun was actually not familiar with this area. When he crossed the road, he couldn't help but look around.

Looking up, Yu Sheng was still waiting for him not far ahead.

Jin Linkun quickened two steps to follow: "Yu Sheng."

Yu Sheng stopped in his tracks, turned around and waited for him to finish.

Jin Linkun raised his hand and put it on his shoulder: "How about I transfer to your school when school starts?"

Yu Sheng: "..."

"I'm serious." It was a rare time for Jin Linkun to be serious, holding his hand touching his forehead, a little depressed, "I don't have a fever."

Yu Sheng ruthlessly broke his serious dream: "It's not good, your principal will probably hold the sickle sculpture of your school and chase our principal to the ends of the earth."

There is a sickle sculpture in the provincial key point, which is very stream of consciousness.Yu Sheng has been to their school twice, and his impression is already very deep. He always feels that this thing can play a different role when the zombies are besieging the city.

When he insisted on going to No. [-] Middle School, he was talked to by the principal of the private school several times. He was even blocked at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School a few times. He knew very well what status a student like Jin Linkun, who was registered in the whole province, was in high school.

No matter what happened at the beginning, taking Jin Linkun out of school for a year is probably enough for the headmaster to bleed. If people run away after a year, their headmaster will probably really be blackened.

Jin Linkun had no way to refute, so he gave up regretfully, and continued to follow him, looking carefully at the road around him.

When he started to take out his mobile phone to memorize the name of the shop at the corner, Yu Sheng finally couldn't help it: "Didn't you go to school next door to me?"

"Theoretically yes, but I only know the road to the main entrance."

Jin Linkun put down his mobile phone and looked up honestly: "To be precise, I only know the road from the bus station in front of our school to the main gate."

"..."

Considering this person's survival skills in other aspects, Yu Sheng was not surprised at all. He took a deep breath and grabbed this person who might have been lost at some point: "Then how did you get to the back wall that day?" Going, got lost?"

"Ah?" Asked by him, Jin Linkun was stunned for a rare moment, and touched the tip of his nose: "...well."

No matter how hard this answer sounds, Yu Sheng glanced at him, and without further questioning, he pulled him across the street and entered his neighborhood.

Jin Linkun originally thought that remembering the way would be a very difficult challenge, but when he looked up, he had successfully reached the finish line, and couldn't help being surprised: "So easy to find?"

"There are only two turns."

Yu Sheng's house is very close to the back wall of the school, and he goes to school by inertia every day in his sleep, and he can't appreciate the joy of his turning around: "Left first, then right, and we will arrive in 10 minutes."

Jin Linkun nodded and wrote it down in the memo on his phone.

Yu Sheng swiped his card, pressed the floor of his elevator, and glanced at his screen: "...Why do you remember this?"

"Identify the door."

Jin Linkun rolled his eyes, put away his phone, and stood beside him: "Maybe I'll use it sometime."