Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

On Tuesday afternoon, Fatty went swimming at Wangfu Pond and bumped into Tang Yisheng.

They were yelling and complaining that Old Tang was being unfair, not even bothering to let them know he was coming back.

Upon learning that Tang Yisheng had enrolled in driving school and had already passed the first subject exam, they were even more excited.

That's all.

The fat guy was happy when his playmate came back and let off steam.

I also wanted to take advantage of the situation and get a free meal.

For example, Xinlong Hot Pot with mutton?

Thinking about hot pot, Fatty tossed and turned all night. If it weren't for Uncle Wang's shoe soles in Fatty's room, he might have made a scene for a long time.

The next day, a light drizzle fell, which was Tang Yisheng's favorite kind of weather.

My mood became even more beautiful.

After meeting Fatty last night, Tang Yisheng knew he wouldn't be able to stay idle today, so he told Uncle Zhai in advance that he would take a couple of days off.

Anyway, I can just practice twice more on Friday before the exam on Saturday.

In the past few days, Tang Yisheng has been enjoying Zhang Lei's regular feeding during the day. Initially, meals were delivered at mealtimes, but later even the bowls and chopsticks were prepared in advance and cleaned up afterward.

It can only be said that their relationship progressed very quickly.

Perhaps from the moment Tang Yisheng took out money and handed it to Zhang Lei to buy something, their relationship was elevated.

In the time that followed, they gradually adapted to each other's identities.

Song Junying came over almost every evening.

Sometimes it's draft beer with cold dishes, sometimes it's champagne and snacks.

In the end, regardless of whether she was drunk or not, she had already complained twice about Tang Yisheng sleeping too far in.

Even Tang Yisheng wouldn't be suitable as a body pillow.

There was no bloodline suppression, but her natural and unrestrained manner made her look just like her older sister.

Fueled by alcohol, Tang Yisheng asked Song Junying what he was after.

Song Junying said that his father and Aunt Yang had gone too far and felt sorry for Tang Yisheng.

Tang Yisheng immediately launched a "pillow rebellion," declaring that justice should be used only on himself, and that he was not allowed to be indiscriminately kind to other male classmates.

Song Junying covered Tang Yisheng's mouth, annoyed by his nagging.

If you're going to use a body pillow, you should be aware of its purpose.

Whose body pillow is only meant to be used as a leg warmer or for being hugged?

Who has ever seen a talking pillow?

Tang Yisheng considered refuting it.

After thinking about it again, I decided against it.

To avoid the trouble of hiding listening devices in pillows in the future.

Early this morning.

The rain didn't stop Fatty and Wang Min from coming to visit.

This is a bit embarrassing.

Tang Yisheng pulled back the fat man who was trying to sneak into the inner room as soon as he entered.

"My shoes aren't dirty, I just rubbed them!"

The fat man protested.

In an environment where only Tang Yisheng and Wang Min were present, the fat man was actually quite talkative.

Not scared at all.

It has nothing to do with quail.

After all, Lao Tang was a man, while Wang Min had an ordinary figure and appearance, so the fat man was not reserved in front of her.

Their classmate Zhang Lei lives in the courtyard.

That was a female classmate whom Old Tang adored.

"Wait a minute, Lao Tang, are you hiding someone in your house?"

The fat man's expression suddenly turned lewd, and he lowered his voice, his tone full of mockery.

Wang Min, who had rushed straight to the reading corner to grab a sofa as soon as she entered the room, also looked over with great interest.

Hmm, it's more like looking past Tang Yisheng and the fat man towards the door leading to the inner room.

"Come on."

Tang Yisheng neither agreed nor disagreed.

Tang Yisheng was woken up by the knocking and came out to close the door, but Song Junying was definitely not awake and probably wouldn't get up to bolt the door.

Although Song Junying was still wearing clothes, it was best not to expose the thin crop top to the fat man.

Moreover, the social atmosphere wasn't that open-minded back then.

Even if Song Joon-young is daring, he would still have to wear denim shorts and a sun-protective outer layer before going out.

"Holy crap, no way? Old Tang, you guys really—"

The fat man shouted half a sentence, then stopped abruptly.

He glanced at the door as it creaked open and saw a beautifully anime-style face with sleepy eyes.

My cowardice kicked in.

Tang Yisheng even saw the fat man's lips and chin tremble several times.

The fat man was completely deflated after being given a cold glance by Song Junying.

Tang Yisheng squeezed through the crack in the door. Inside the main room, Wang Min and the fat man looked at each other in complete silence.

"What time is it?"

"Around nine o'clock."

"Not fully awake."

Song Junying yawned and rubbed his hair.

Her long, loose hair was slightly messy, yet it gave Tang Yisheng, the only viewer, the impression of a languid beauty.

Tang Yisheng couldn't help but reach out and smooth out a few stray hairs on the back of Song Junying's head.

"Never mind, I'm going home."

It's raining outside.

"Then I won't ride my bike; I'll go to the intersection and take a taxi."

Ten minutes later.

Song Junying appeared in the main room and nodded to Wang Min, who was peeking at the beer kegs under the table, as a greeting.

After Tang Yisheng opened the umbrella at the door, Song Junying went out.

The fat man exhaled a heavy breath in the main room.

Even Tang Yisheng at the entrance could feel the "lightness of returning to relaxation".

Song Junying gave a barely perceptible smile.

She'd seen this kind of thing many times before.

In the past, no matter how noisy the classroom was before class, her sudden intrusion could create a moment of peace.

Song Junying was well aware of the allure of the opposite sex.

"You go in, I'll walk by myself."

"Then slow down."

Tang Yisheng didn't exchange pleasantries with Song Junying.

I've been using this as a body pillow for several days now, so why be so polite?

Moreover, Tang Yisheng actually knows Song Junying very well, even better than Song Junying imagines.

In Song Junying's mind, the more polite and flattering someone is, the more distant the relationship is.

On the contrary, the most comfortable feeling comes from being natural, unintentional, and unpretentious.

Tang Yisheng returned to the room and was subjected to severe interrogation by the fat man.

"Old Tang, you guys...did you drink last night?"

Some thoughts are simply too difficult to express.

The fat man didn't consider Tang Yisheng's thoughts, mainly because he was afraid of being discovered to have ulterior motives.

It's only natural for young people to feel shy.

After all, the fat man hadn't yet been to the deep or shallow bathhouse or been baptized by the water.

Wang Min also pricked up her ears, secretly watching Tang Yisheng's expression.

"My sister used her connections to get me a spot in the driver's license exam registration."

Tang Yisheng shrugged and explained nonchalantly, "I'll only stay here for half a month at most. I need to go there in advance to complete the procedures before transferring back to my hometown."

Find a simple reason to gloss over the initial issue, and then raise a more pressing and relevant question later; all the trouble will be easily resolved.

This tactic became commonplace in the entertainment industry afterward, proving that old tricks are always effective.

For example, when Haibo's girlfriend was suddenly exposed, although it ruined his acting career, people can judge his merits and demerits, and it also covered up the faults of so-and-so.

For example, the Phoenix duo, who are currently performing in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, attempted to cover up those few... cough cough coughs by showing a large screenshot of a watch.

They all use the same formula.

Tang Yisheng was familiar with this template and used it reflexively, without having to think about it.

The results were also remarkable.

Wang Min and Fatty were both intrigued by Tang Yisheng's transfer to another school and began asking him a series of questions.

"There are a few old houses at the entrance of my hometown village. We just need to tidy them up a bit."

"Hey, that's nothing. It's just a place to sleep at night. I'm usually at school anyway."

"Old Tang, I'll copy the notes carefully next semester and send them to you every month."

The fat man gave a serious and earnest guarantee.

"Okay, I'm counting on your class notes."

Tang Yisheng smiled and looked at Wang Min again.

"Don't look at me, I'm switching to the humanities class next semester. Oh, I forgot to ask, what about Zhang Lei?"

Voila.

Wang Min is definitely smarter than the fat guy; she seems to have mastered the art of changing the subject.