Ya, you bastard! [GL]

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She actually didn't want to do many things that were entrusted to her, but she still agreed and did her best.She also tried to refuse, but after the rejection was full of guilt.

She cares too much about what others think, and she feels that once she refuses, others will look at her strangely.

Not even willing to do such a small favor, she is a terrible person.

Ning Meng lay on the bed, turned over and sighed.

There was a sound from the lower bunk. It sounded like someone got up to go to the toilet. Ning Meng listened intently, immersed in her own little world.

She is really envious of Jiang Yun, who is straightforward and free and easy??? She also wants to be like her.

The sound of flushing came from the toilet, and Ning Meng heard Lin Jiaojiao and Zhao Ziyan's small conversation in the room, and asked impatiently, "What's wrong with you?"

"Diarrhea." Lin Jiaojiao collapsed.

"There is definitely something wrong with the instant noodles." Zhao Ziyan sat on the bed and poured a cup of boiling water from Ning Meng's thermos.

☆、Chapter 3

Instant noodles?

She bought it, and she is responsible for it.

Ning Meng pursed her lips and said, "Then how are you all doing now?"

"Diarrhea, how can it be better?" Zhao Ziyan raised her head and drank a glass of warm water, then poured another glass from the thermos, and answered angrily.

Originally, she was not in a good mood, but hearing Ning Meng's submissive tone, she wanted to scold someone.

"I bought instant noodles from a small shop outside the school. At that time, my aunt was in a hurry to close the door and go to the kindergarten to pick up the children. I didn't have time to check the expiration date. It must have expired..." Ning Meng bit her lip and summoned up her courage: "I'm sorry ah."

"Is it useful for you to say these now?"

"Ning Meng, it's okay, don't take it too seriously." Lin Jiaojiao comforted her a few words.

Ning Meng grabbed the quilt in front of her with her hands, and said, "Then you guys drink more hot water, my thermos is on the table."

"What do you say?" Zhao Ziyan said in a disdainful tone.

Ning Meng gasped, and suddenly remembered Jiang Yun's words, and an inexplicable impulse surged in her heart.

She was lying flat on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling, her palms were crumbling, her arms were swaying, and her heart was shallow!

After speaking in one breath, Ning Meng quickly closed her eyes, quickly covered her head with the quilt, and curled up in the quilt, completely separating her from this dormitory.

Can't hear, can't hear all.

No matter what they are talking about, it has nothing to do with her, and the instant noodles are not all her responsibility, now it is time to sleep, sleep...

Ningmeng couldn't sleep.

Her mind was full of what she said just now, she seemed very irresponsible, did she try to speak quickly again.

Covered in the quilt, the hearing is particularly sensitive.

Ning Meng could hear the sound of Zhao Ziyan getting up to go to the toilet several times, as well as her moderate snoring.

She kept her eyes closed nervously, her body curled up into a ball, her hands wrapped around her shoulders, and she fell asleep only when the lower bunk was completely silent.

****

The days of the second year of high school were easier than those of the third year.

The half-day of the third year of high school seemed to be squeezed out of toothpaste, but the second year of high school had a full day of rest.

Ning Meng doesn't plan to go home this week.

In the afternoon before the holiday, they were guarded by Wang Changxian in the classroom for self-study.The closer it was to the end of get out of class, the more turbulent people's hearts became.

Wang Changxian coughed on the podium: "If you don't want to stay here until five o'clock, please keep your voice down."

The voice suddenly became quieter.

Ning Meng pursed her lips, and continued to immerse herself in the five-star English reading comprehension.

The elbow was pushed, and then a small note was passed from the side.

"qaq, I'm going to go shopping with them tomorrow, I don't want to go."

Ning Meng poked her chin with the tip of her pen, took a peek at Wang Changxian, and quickly wrote on the paper: "Then do you want to accompany me to the library tomorrow?"

"No, I choose to go shopping."

Ning Meng returned with a helpless expression.

Luo Yaqi wrote a lot on paper again, and handed it to Ning Meng after she finished reading comprehension.

"The weather is getting warmer, Mengmeng, don't you want to buy new clothes?"

"I know you if you are good-looking but don't like the dress up!"

"làng wastes face! làng wastes body! làng wastes Qingchun! làng wastes time! Also, làng wastes... làng wastes..."

In the end, làng Feihan Luo Yaqi insisted on not writing it out, and typed a bunch of ellipses for her.

The get out of class bell rang just in time.

Luo Yaqi picked up her bag and left, patted her on the shoulder and said a happy goodbye, Ning Meng laughed dumbfounded, and said to the small note: But she didn't spend any money.

There were sounds of moving tables and chairs all around, Ning Meng concentrated on correcting the answers, and got two out of five wrong, which is not too bad for her.

It's just, why does she feel that the last answer is a bit...

"Here, the answer is wrong." With a slender finger on the test paper, Ning Meng raised her head and bumped into Jiang Yun's eyes.

The peach blossom eyes were sparkling and moving, she subconsciously recognized them.

"The answer, the answer is wrong..." Ning Meng muttered in a dignified manner, the pen tip paused on the test paper, and asked uncertainly, "Is it c?"

"Isn't there in the original text?"

Ning Mengfu went to look for the original text again, and there seemed to be a low sigh from above her head, she said: "Be confident in yourself."

Ning Meng's heart was pounding, and she saw that she had piled a book on top of her stack of books.

Familiar cover.

"You brought the book back?" Ning Meng was pleasantly surprised and surprised, and couldn't hide the joy in her eyes for a while.

"Yeah." Jiang Yun's expression was light.

"But, it's hard to get the book back from the class teacher... Did he make things difficult for you?" Her eyes were a little hazy because of worry, as if she could cry immediately if she said yes.

Jiang Yun suddenly felt the pressure, there was really nothing he could do to deal with this kind of soft-tempered girl, and he replied solemnly: "Xianchang Wang didn't make things difficult for me."

"Xianchang Wang?"

"Well... it's the head teacher." Jiang Yun added.

Everyone calls Wang Changxian differently, she and Xiao Qingyu are used to calling him Xianchang Wang, this name is like an idle prince in ancient times, who wanders around without doing anything every day.

"That's good." Ning Meng nodded solemnly.

Jiang Yun still stayed where she was, she looked at her suspiciously, wondering why she still didn't leave.

"I flipped through this book today. I'm sorry if it interrupts your reading progress." Jiang Yun lowered her head and apologized. She didn't remember the bookmark until she finished flipping through it.

"You just finished reading?" Ning Meng was amazed at her reading speed.

This day is all class, Jiang Yun probably finished it in class...

Jiang Yun nodded.

Ning Meng felt that it was time for her to end the conversation, but inexplicably, another sentence popped out of her mouth, "Then what do you think of this book?"

Afraid she might misunderstand, she explained again, "That's right, I only read half of it, and I didn't finish it..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yun dropped these two words and left.

Ning Meng, who was sitting on the seat, touched the cover of the book with her fingers, recalling the words Jiang Yun said, her ears felt slightly warm.

Okay.

If the book is okay, then her eye for picking books... is also okay.

****

off day.

Ning Meng got up early to go to the library to occupy a seat to read.

The few people in the dormitory who didn't go home chose to go shopping, and no one understood her fun in the library on weekends.

But only Ning Meng knows how wonderful the world in the book is.

She doesn't need to care about other people's thoughts, she doesn't have to worry about anything, and she can easily and casually watch a person's life, happy or sad.

That's the most relaxing moment.

Ning Meng was immersed in the story of Kirihara Ryoji and Karasawa Yusui all morning.

After finishing the whole book, she picked up the teacup at the corner of the table to drink water, only to realize that Jiang Yun was sitting opposite her.

She didn't seem to notice her, she was figuring out something on the draft paper quickly.

Ning Meng pursed her lips, and rubbed her fingertips on the cover of the book, hesitating whether to get up and read another book.

If you can't get up, you have to stay here for such a long time, it's not a waste.

But if she gets up, Jiang Yun will definitely notice her, will it be embarrassing to say hello...

do not care.

Ning Meng mustered up the courage to get up from the stool, watching Jiang Yun's every move from the corner of her eye.