my you

Chapter 26 This Book Is Your Glory

Lu Ding pulled a sling down from Fang Sheng's schoolbag, and followed closely, for fear that the two of them would get separated.

He felt quite like a child now.

Fang Sheng walked in front, turning his head to look at him occasionally, making sure he was not lost, and continued walking.

Lu Ding rolled up his collar, "Take a taxi to the hotel?"

"No need," Fang Sheng took out two bus cards from his pocket, and handed one of them to him, "Take the bus, and you'll be there in three or five stops."

Lu Ding held the card and twirled it twice on his fingertips, "Do you still have this thing?"

"Borrowed from Zhang Pei." Fang Sheng held his ear like an old mother and instructed: "Swipe once when you get in the car, and again when you get off the car."

Lu Ding nodded, staring at the bus card carefully, "Big cities are trouble."

Fang Sheng pulled the sling on his bag, "We're just in time for the rush hour, so get ready to squeeze in the back as soon as we get on the bus, don't get separated from me."

"Don't be so exaggerated." Before Lu Ding's voice settled down, he heard Fang Sheng shout: "The car is here, let's go."

In a daze, he let the man drag him into the car, and after swiping his card, he pushed back to the back door.

"Fang Sheng," Lu Dingchang exhaled, "help me see if my feet are on the ground."

Fang Sheng himself was so crowded that he couldn't lower his head, so he could only hold his hand tightly, "Even if your feet are off the ground, you won't fall down, don't worry."

Lu Ding clasped Fang Sheng's hand and let the people around him squeeze him, but he was very relieved. He smiled at the man, "I was crushed."

Fang Sheng said "Oops", "I was stepped on again."

Lu Ding stretched out his hand to Fang Sheng's head with difficulty, rubbed it lightly, and said with an apologetic smile, "It seems that I stepped on it."

The distance of the three stations is not close, but it is not very far. It was not until Lu Ding stood at the door of the hotel that he realized from the strength just now.

There are too many people.

He looked down at his shoes and Fang Sheng's shoes, there were large and small gray and black footprints on them.

After registering the information, the front desk sent them the room card.

The competition official booked five floors of this hotel for one hundred contestants, one room per person.

Although it is a room for one person, it is quite simple. There is only a bed and a bedside table in it, and even the TV in the room has no signal.

Lu Ding held the two room cards between his fingertips, made a trick, smiled, and said, "You live next door to me."

Fang Sheng glanced at him sideways: "Be a decent person."

Lu Ding raised his eyebrows: "Why am I not serious?"

"Old scumbag." Fang Sheng dropped a sentence, took the room card from him, and went upstairs by himself.

Lu Ding was a little anxious after hearing this, and hurried to catch up: "I'm less than five months older than you, why am I old?"

Seeing Fang Sheng walking fast, he stretched out his hand to grab him again, "Also, why is he such a scumbag?"

Fang Sheng rolled his eyes at him, "I said you are you, but don't accept it? Let's fight."

Lu Ding hurriedly waved his hand, "If you don't hit me, I will accept it."

Just when Lu Ding wanted to follow Fang Sheng in and simply sit around, Liu Xiaoxia called.

"Hello, Mom." Lu Ding reluctantly exited Fang Sheng's room, swiped his card and went back to his own room.

"Mom is off work, I'll take you out for dinner." There was a rare kind tone on the phone.

Lu Ding's eyes lit up, "Can I bring a friend?"

"From the same school?"

Lu Ding gave a "hmm".

"Are you also here to participate in this competition?"

He said "hmm" again.

"Not a girl?"

"No." Lu Ding said.

"Take it."

Lu Ding hung up the phone, and stood at the door of Fang Sheng's room in a blink of an eye.

He leaned against the door and looked at Fang Sheng with a smile: "My mother is going to take us out for dinner."

"Who is with you?" Fang Sheng twitched his lips, "You must have asked to take me with you, so I won't go."

"No." Lu Ding explained very righteously: "When my mother heard that there were friends from the same school coming to the competition, she asked me to bring them."

"You're not lying, why are your eyes wandering?" Although Fang Sheng said he was reluctant, he obediently put on his coat, "Wait, I'll go and say hello to Suhui."

Lu Ding frowned: "Why do you say hello to him when you go out to eat with me?"

"He asked me to have dinner with me at night." Fang Sheng said.

"Can't you notify him on the phone?" Lu Ding gritted his teeth and said sourly: "It seems that Su will be more important than me, so you can accompany him, I can be alone, anyway, I am used to being lonely. "

Fang Sheng put his hand on his forehead, "You are the most important thing, I will accompany you, I will send him a message now and ask him to eat by himself."

"No need," Lu Ding pouted, "I don't want you to force yourself for me."

"You are enough," Fang Sheng patted him on the back with a smile after sending the message, "You are addicted to acting, can you go?"

Lu Ding also laughed, "Let's go, my mother said she was coming to pick us up."

They stood waiting at the entrance of the hotel. The temperature in the evening was obviously lower. The two of them didn't feel cold when they were together.

He tells jokes to Fang Sheng, and the other party can catch up with his jokes, and occasionally make a few jokes, which is also a joke.

Looking at Fang Sheng's smiling face, Lu Ding probably knew what he wanted to do in the future.

Fang Sheng wants to do research and become a teacher, so he will live a stable life accordingly.

Liu Xiaoxia is also quite satisfied with his friend.

This level of satisfaction can be seen when compared with An Shaowen.

Lu Ding sat at the dining table, biting his chopsticks and watching them talk.

Every time my mother saw An Shaowen, she would say a few words. Sometimes she said that An Shaowen was not good at studying, and sometimes she said that An Shaowen was a prodigal.

But to Fang Sheng, she has been praising Fang Sheng, praising Fang Sheng's handsome and stable growth, and praising Fang Sheng's comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

Sometimes Lu Ding can't listen to it and wants to correct it.

For example, Fang Sheng always had a snarky tongue and a venomous tongue to argue with him, Liu Xiaoxia said that he must be the one who provoked Fang Sheng and couldn't help but say a few words about him.

Another example is that Fang Sheng always wanted to fight with him, and Liu Xiaoxia said that he must be the one who owed the fight.

Liu Xiaoxia took Fang Sheng's hand enthusiastically and asked, "Xiao Fang, Auntie heard that you are also here to participate in the finals this time?"

Fang Sheng was obviously not used to this kind of excessive enthusiasm, and nodded dully.

"How about the grades, you and Dingding, who has a higher score?"

Lu Ding and Fang Sheng answered in unison, pointing at each other, "He."

……

Liu Xiaoxia's face quickly pulled down, and Lu Ding was determined to die.

"truth."

Fang Sheng wanted to speak, but Lu Ding preempted him: "The result of this provincial competition is Fang Shenghao. He is first and I am second."

Lu Ding looked at Liu Xiaoxia's eyes and flicked back and forth between himself and Fang Sheng, and said, "It must be because his grades were not as good as mine in the first school level competition, and I am humble here with you."

"Let's eat first." Liu Xiaoxia's tone became cold.

Lu Ding wiped the chopsticks clean with a paper towel, and gave her a piece of fried chicken wing, "Mom, eat more."

With a cold face, Liu Xiaoxia threw the chicken wing on the table, "I recently lost weight and don't eat this kind of fried food."

Lu Ding smiled, and gave Fang Sheng another chicken wing.

He knows his mother's temper.

There are no more than two reasons for her anger. One is that Fang Sheng didn't expect Fang Sheng to see an honest person lying to her, and the other is that she hates her son for not living up to expectations.

The second half of the meal was eaten in silence.

Lu Ding stood at the door of the hotel, looked at the taxi that hadn't gone far, and gently squeezed Fang Sheng's hand.

"It's okay," Lu Ding said, "my mother is like this."

"Why don't you follow my advice? If you say that your grades are higher than mine, maybe your mother won't be angry." Fang Sheng said.

"But this is your glory," Lu Ding thought for a while, "If you were the sun, I could shine with you, for example, I could be a sun in another parallel universe, but I don't want to do it only to reflect your light the moon."

Fang Sheng laughed, and he laughed too.

"If you insist on me being the moon," Lu Ding leaned into Fang Sheng's ear, "then I'll be the moon that only revolves around your earth."

When Lu Ding spoke, the hot air he exhaled was blowing in the ear of the other party. In this extremely cold weather, even a little bit of warmth was magnified infinitely.

Fang Sheng's earlobes turned red first, then spread to his face, and then to his neck.

Lu Ding looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you blushing?" Lu Ding asked in a hooligan tone.

"It's hot." Anyway, his face was already flushed, Fang Sheng said with a blushing heart.

Really barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes.

Lu Ding raised his eyebrows at him again, "What's the date today?"

Fang Sheng touched his earlobe, "November NO.14."

"Hot weather?" Lu Ding asked.

Fang Sheng blinked, "Hot."

Lu Ding turned his head and smiled twice, "Then go back quickly, Xiaofang needs to turn on the air conditioner to cool down, after all, the weather is too hot, making people uncomfortable."

"Well," Fang Sheng followed his words, "I have to turn on the air conditioner at more than ten degrees, otherwise it won't cool down."

Lu Ding lay on the bed and rolled around twice with the quilt in his arms.

He took out his phone to check the time, it was seventeen past zero.

He should be asleep, he thought to himself, but still couldn't help but send Fang Sheng a message.

- asleep?

- asleep.

Seconds back again.

Lu Dinghuo jumped off the bed, hugged the quilt, mobile phone and room card, and touched the arm door.

He knocked on the door and shouted under his breath, "Fang Sheng, open the door. I'm Santa Claus, and I'm here to give you presents."

Fang Sheng leaned against the door frame: "What date is it today?"

"November NO.15."

"This Santa Claus has been working overtime until November."

Taking advantage of the wide opening of the door, Lu Ding quickly squeezed into Fang Sheng's room, and spread out the quilt by the way.

Fang Sheng closed the door, walked to the bed and looked at someone who was already lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, a little helpless: "Why don't you sleep in your room?"

Lu Ding said, "I'm afraid of ghosts."

Fang Sheng lifted his foot and got under the quilt beside him, "I remember you said you are not afraid of ghosts."

"I never said that." Lu Ding extinguished the phone, "There must be evidence for what you said, which ear did you hear?"

Fang Sheng could see that the topic of finance was displayed a second before the screen of his mobile phone went off: "I heard both."

"If you have the ability, let your two ears play the recording of what I said at that time," Lu Ding stuck out his tongue at him, "otherwise you have no evidence, you have no evidence to prove that I am not afraid of ghosts, so I am still afraid of ghosts, I I have to come to you and let you stay with me, so that I won’t be afraid, I can sleep well when I am not afraid, I can get good grades in the exam tomorrow after I sleep well, and I can chase you after I get good grades, so that you can justifiably Be my boyfriend."

Fang Sheng turned off the light on the bedside table, raised his hand and patted his mouth lightly, "Stop talking, logical ghost, go to sleep."