Author: Leng Shan Yumu
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The story of the scumbag being picked up by the ruthless scholar.
The desire to control is extremely strong, the domineering and ruthless school bully and the bankrupt scumbag are growing up together.
Status: Finished (starting long wear).
Small Theatre:
Shen An stood at the door for a long time and didn't move, he looked at the room that could be seen at a glance, although he was mentally prepared for Lin He's poverty, he couldn't help but sigh in surprise.
This is too small and broken!
It was the first time he had seen this kind of house, the wattage was a little low, the incandescent light, etc., a bed that was not too big, it looked hard, and there was a table next to the bed, on which the mottled paint had fallen off.
To the left of the table is a pot and a gas stove.
The bedroom and kitchen are all in the same room!
It all adds up to less than one of his bedrooms with a balcony!
And this seems to be the entire residence of Lin He's daily life.
Lin He entered the house and did not invite him in, but he did not close the door either.
He put down his schoolbag, raised his eyes and saw Shen An, who was standing there hesitantly, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What's wrong?" Young Master Shen, can't you get off your feet? ”
Shen An glanced at Lin He's face and couldn't help waving his hand: "No, no." He raised his feet and walked into the room, and saw that the only bench in the room was the only one in front of the desk, and Lin He's body was in front of the stool.
And he didn't seem to mean to invite himself to sit down.
Shen An stood there a little cramped, he looked at the only bed in this room, how to sleep on this?
Isn't it crowded when two people sleep together?
With such a narrow bed, you won't fall down when you turn over?
Go close the door. Lin He said suddenly.
Oh. Shen An was stunned for a moment, and then really walked over and closed the door.
He is so old, and there are only a handful of people in the world who speak to him in such a commanding tone.
But now it is not what it used to be, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, Shen An still understands this truth, unless he really wants to be blasted out by Lin He on such a cold and windy night, otherwise he can only restrain some of his young master's temper and try not to provoke Lin He.
Lin He actually didn't like him, he could feel it.
In the moment when Shen An was distracted, Lin He had already taken out his books and sat in front of the broken desk, turned on the lamp, looked at the books in front of him intently, and sketched twice with the pen in his hand from time to time.
Shen An was really tired after a while, so he slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.
The room was very quiet, and he wanted to have some polite greetings with Lin He several times, and opened his mouth at the face that was attentive and expressionless, but he didn't say anything in the end.
He has been seriously lacking sleep in the past few days, the door is closed in the house, and the room is small, and he gradually can't open his eyes after sitting like this for a while.
Then there was a very sudden sound in his stomach.
He was indeed hungry and sleepy.
Shen An pursed his lips, and then his eyes swept over Lin He's pots and pans, which were neatly and cleanly placed.
Squad leader, do you have anything to eat, I'm a little hungry. Shen An's voice lowered, looked at Lin He and said.
Lin He's movements with the pen paused, and then turned his head to look at Shen An.
Shen An's eyelids were half-drooping, as if he was really sleepy and had no energy, but under the pressure of hunger, he didn't sleep again, and the small red mole on his left eyelid appeared, and his shallow bloodshot eyes looked a little pitiful when he looked at Lin He.
There are only a few noodles left in the house. ”
Shen An was in his spirits when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Noodles are okay, noodles are okay, the squad leader will give me a bowl of noodles to eat." ”
From the beginning of high school to the present, Shen An has not called the class leader as many times as he did at this time, as if he called the class leader a few more times, he could remind Lin He that Lin He was his classmate, and their class leader should help help his classmates.
Lin He looked at him like a person who also knew that his ten fingers did not touch the spring water, he put the book away, got up and turned on the gas stove.
Lin He put a small handful of somen noodles into the boiling water, put two green vegetable leaves and covered the pot.
As a result, he turned around and saw Shen An lying on the table with half of his body lying on the table, pressing the book he had just closed, looking at him with his eyes blank.
It's like a hungry puppy begging for food from its owner, but it doesn't dare to act rashly because of its fear.
Lin He was a little unsure of his mood for a while, but he temporarily decided to add an egg to Shen An's clear soup oligopoly.
When the rice was served, the heat of the steaming noodle soup hit Shen An's face.
He looked at the noodles with only two green cabbage leaves and an egg and pouted a little dissatisfied, but looked at the back of Lin He standing there brushing the pot, and finally ate without saying anything.
may be really hungry, the noodles taste better than expected, and a bowl of noodles was swept down by Shen An in the blink of an eye.
When he finished eating, Shen An was only tired.
Before he could speak, he saw Lin He go to the antique wardrobe over there and take out another futon.
Lin He spread out a mat on the ground, then spread the futon on it, and went to the cabinet to pull out a thin blanket, which looked very shabby.
An ominous premonition flashed in Shen An's heart, and before he could speak hesitantly, Lin He said first: "You just sleep here, if you feel cold, you can go to the cabinet and get a thicker blanket." ”
Isn't it, sleep underground, you're letting me sleep underground?! Shen An couldn't believe it, he realized at this time how redundant he was worried about two people crowding when he first entered the door, and even afraid of turning over and falling.
He thought Lin He's bed was hard just now, but now he blinked and looked at the bed made on the ground, and his eyebrows were wrinkled together, what kind of bed can be hard than the floor.
Lin He's face was still indifferent when he heard him say this: "Then what's the case?" Do you think I sleep underground".
You! Shen An was a little annoyed, but he couldn't say anything confident to refute Lin He, this was Lin He's house after all.
Sleep underground, sleep underground! Shen An finally ripped off his coat and smelled the unpleasant smell of smoke again.
Where are the restrooms? He hesitated and asked, "Is there hot water?" ”
Lin He's chin was raised, and he gestured to the narrow door on the left: "There is hot water." ”
Shen An breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and went to the bathroom to take a hot bath.
Lin He listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and then his eyes moved to the coat that Shen An had just taken off on the ground, and then he got up and bent over to pick it up, shook it and put it on the bench.