After being taught a lesson by Yan Cheng, Yan Ze paused for a long time. He didn't appear in Song Jinshu's sight until the school was on holiday in mid-May.
Yan Ze has grown a lot these days, and after losing weight, he looks more and more like Yan Cheng. When he kept his face cold and silent, Song Jinshu could vaguely see what Yan Cheng used to look like from his eyebrows.
"Second sister-in-law."
Yan Ze was not recovering from the cold in early spring, and his voice was a little hoarse. When he saw Song Jinshu, he subconsciously wanted to hide in the room.
Looking around, he found that there was no sign of Yan Cheng, he stopped from entering the room and met Song Jinshu's eyes.
Song Jinshu was still thinking about the punishment that Yan Cheng said last night, thinking that this afternoon he might as well not drink the medicine and wait for Yan Cheng to come back to punish him when he saw that the sunlight in front of him was blocked by the figure.
He raised his head and looked at Yan Ze obsessively.
"Is the second sister-in-law staying alone in the yard?"
Yan Ze's pocket money was cut in half by Yan Cheng, and the accessories on his body were also reduced a lot, making him look much plainer.
"Um."
Song Jinshu's waist was still sore, and he lay lazily on the bamboo chair and looked up at Yan Ze.
Yan Ze didn't know if it was his own illusion, Song Jinshu is different today, like a sapling that has been nourished, with a light that people can't take their eyes off.
When he raised his eyes to look at himself, there was a sparkle in his eyes, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, wrapped in a bright red charm.
Song Jinshu was quite different from the skinny look he had a few months ago. The water-red gauze robe was draped over his body, outlining the lines in a hazy and beautiful way.
Yan Ze was a little dazed for a while and didn't notice the loathing that flashed across Song Jinshu's face. He took a step forward stupidly and heard a low cough from the gate of the courtyard.
Looking back, Yan Chi was leaning against the door, looking at him in a warning.
"Brother."
Yan Ze obediently bowed his head to say hello, then turned his head to look at Song Jinshu unwillingly, "I haven't finished the homework assigned by Mr., I'm going back to my room first."
"Um."
Yan Chi nodded, watching him run away from him at lightning speed, leaving behind an afterimage.
Song Jinshu also stood up from the bamboo chair, looked at the neatly dressed Yan Chi, and said, "Big Brother."
His voice was a little hoarse, last night he was tossed by Yan Cheng until midnight, and by the end, he was already speechless.
Yan Chi's spirit was rare today, and he shook the bamboo stick in his hand at Song Jinshu, "I went to Nanyin Temple to ask for a lottery last month, and I'm about to fulfill my wish. Would you like Jinshu to go with me?"
Nanyin Temple is located on Nanyin Mountain on the outskirts of the city. It is rumored that praying is very effective.
Song Jinshu didn't know what he thought of, he lowered his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, and nodded with a smile a few seconds later, "Yes, I will."
He ran to the bedroom in a hurry, but he was involved in the wound behind him, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he almost missed and fell on the steps.
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