【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

When eating in the evening, Yuan Zhongxin did not show up for a long time. The five people sat in the main hall while packing and setting the dishes, but he was not seen.

Wei Yanei said with a puzzled look: "Where's Yuan Zhongxin? Isn't he the fastest runner on weekdays? What about today's people?"

Xiao Jing said: "I went to the backyard to look for him, maybe he was playing with him."

Wang Kuan said lightly, "Then I'll go back to the dormitory and look for him. He may be resting."

Yuan Zhongxin was indeed in the dormitory, but he was not resting, but stuck to his pen, thinking hard about how to write the mission report.

As soon as Wang Kuan entered the door, he saw Yuan Zhongxin biting the tip of his pen with a bitter face. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Yuan Zhongxin was worrying about the homework of the mission report. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he came to the desk Said: "It's time to eat, and there is no rush to hand in the mission report, let's write after eating."

Yuan Zhongxin sighed heavily, and wailed: "Why is this task report so difficult to write? It is obviously everything I have experienced, but I can't remember anything when I write."

Wang Kuan smiled, and he tilted his head slightly to stare at Yuan Zhongxin: "Do you want me to help you?"

Yuan Zhongxin raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, then said with a smothered voice, "No need."

Wang Kuan was stunned, he thought Yuan Zhongxin would ask him for help.

Yuan Zhongxin frowned, smiled and said: "I'll try it myself, I can't rely on you for everything."

Wang Kuan pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, his smile gradually faded.

Yuan Zhongxin didn't seem to notice, he dropped his pen, stretched his waist, and said, "Forget it, let's write later, let's eat first, I'm almost starving."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Zhongxin took Wang Kuan's arm and left the bedroom.

During dinner, Wang Kuan seldom spoke, and occasionally asked Yuan Zhongxin if he would like vegetables, chicken legs, and extra rice. During the rest of the time, he was so silent that it made people feel weird, but his expression was indifferent. As usual, nothing could be seen.

Zhao Jian is extremely sensitive to the emotions around her. Her gaze has been sweeping back and forth between Yuan Zhongxin and Wang Kuan, and her eyes gradually become puzzled. The two don't seem to be arguing. Why is the atmosphere so strange? ?

Especially Wang Kuan, it was so wrong.

After dinner, Yuan Zhongxin hurried back to the dormitory to write a mission report. Wang Kuan also wanted to follow, but today it was his turn to clean up the dishes. By the time he finished washing the dishes, half a stick of incense had passed .

Wang Kuan walked faster than usual. As soon as he opened the door of the dormitory, Yuan Zhongxin took a few pieces of paper and prepared to go out. He said to Wang Kuan, "I'll go out for a while."

Wang Kuan stopped him, glanced at the paper in Yuan Zhongxin's hand, and asked rather strangely: "Have you finished writing your mission report?"

Yuan Zhongxin raised the paper, nodded and said, "It's finished, I'm about to hand it over to Lu Guannian."

Wang Kuan asked, "Do you need me to check it for you?"

Yuan Zhongxin shook his head quickly: "No, I'm sure it's okay to write it myself, I'll go first." As soon as he finished speaking, he passed Wang Kuan and stepped out of the bedroom door.

Wang Kuan stared deeply at Yuan Zhongxin's fading figure, and the weirdness in his heart became more and more intense. He hoped that his feeling was wrong.

His mind is delicate and sensitive, and it is easy for him to perceive the emotions of others. Now, Yuan Zhongxin gives himself a very strange feeling.

Wang Kuan thought that Yuan Zhongxin would be back soon after handing in the mission report, but he was still nowhere to be seen in the dormitory after he finished washing. I have read more than ten pages of the book.

Wang Kuan stared at the closed door, his face became more and more indifferent, and the irritability in his heart gradually rose. He got up, simply put on a thin coat and thought about going out to find Yuan Zhongxin.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the door of the dormitory was gently pushed open, and the person Wang Kuan was thinking of walked in.

Yuan Zhongxin looked at the room with his head and found that Wang Kuan was still awake. He said in surprise, "It's a good thing you didn't sleep." While speaking, Yuan Zhongxin entered the room and turned to close the door.

Wang Kuan's smile returned to his eyes in an instant, he stood up and greeted him, and saw a small food box in Yuan Zhongxin's hand, he asked softly, "What is this?"

Yuan Zhongxin raised the food box in Yang's hand, and said excitedly: "Do you still remember the chef of our Qizhai?"

Wang Kuan nodded: "I remember." The chef who can't tell the difference between sweet and bitter when cooking.

Yuan Zhongxin put the food box on the table, put the two porcelain bowls inside on the table, and said: "Although the chef doesn't have much cooking talent, the tofu nao he made is delicious. I just ate a bowl, and I brought the rest back."

Wang Kuan asked, "Is this brought to me?"

Yuan Zhongxin glanced at him angrily, and replied dryly: "No, this is what I brought to you. Don't eat it."

Wang Kuan smiled, picked up a bowl, and ate quietly.

Seeing his calm expression, Yuan Zhongxin asked curiously, "How does it taste?"

Wang Kuan stirred the bowl with a spoon in his hand, and said honestly, "It tastes good, but it's a bit too sweet."

Yuan Zhongxin picked up another bowl and muttered puzzledly: "Really, I think it's just right." Within a moment, the porcelain bowl was completely clean.

Yuan Zhongxin smacked his lips, feeling unsatisfied after eating.

But Wang Kuan still had nearly half of the bowl in his hand, so he brought the porcelain bowl to Yuan Zhongxin, and asked with a smile on his lips, "Do you want it?"

Yuan Zhongxin stared at the porcelain bowl in his hand and blinked, as if thinking for a while, reached out to take it, then took out Wang Kuan's spoon, put it aside, and continued to eat the remaining tofu brains in the bowl with his own spoon Be clean.

Wang Kuan watched his movements without saying a word, his eyes deepened silently.

The weirdness that had been suppressed with great difficulty just now because of the tofu brain brought by Yuan Zhongxin came again.

I still remember the last time, when the two drank the same water bag, Yuan Zhongxin did not respond.

At night, Yuan Zhongxin was already sleeping soundly beside him, but Wang Kuan, who was lying on the bed, was still staring at the ceiling in a daze. Time passed, and he still couldn't fall asleep until midnight.

Suddenly, Wang Kuan shook his head, leaving his wild thoughts behind.

Yuan Zhongxin is still the same Yuan Zhongxin.

Maybe it's just being too sensitive.

The next day, when Wang Kuan woke up, he was stunned for a moment, and he found that Yuan Zhongxin was no longer in the dormitory—usually, Wang Kuan always woke him up before he woke up.

Wang Kuan immediately put on his clothes and went out to look for him. On the way, he met Xue Ying who was walking back with hot water. He asked, "Xue Ying, have you seen Yuan Zhongxin?"

Xue Ying nodded: "Yes, I went to the backyard early in the morning to find something to play with." He has always had the habit of doing morning exercises, but today he found Yuan Zhongxin who was earlier than himself, and felt quite surprised.

Yuan Zhongxin is a well-known sleeper in Qizhai.

Wang Kuan said goodbye to Xue Ying, and came to the backyard, lying on the ground half-baked, basking in the winter sun leisurely and enjoying himself, but he didn't see Yuan Zhongxin. Wang Kuan squinted his eyes, turned around and came to the main hall of Qizhai. people.

Wang Kuan took a deep breath, walked out of Qizhai, and bumped into Xiaojing and Zhao Jian who had returned from shopping for vegetables. He stepped forward and asked, "Xiaojing Zhao Jian, have you seen Yuan Zhongxin?"

The two nodded, and Zhao Jian said, "Yuan Zhongxin has left the secret pavilion, and he seems to be going to buy breakfast."

Wang Kuan frowned slightly, and was about to leave to continue looking for Yuan Zhongxin, but was stopped by Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian cautiously asked: "Did you and Yuan Zhongxin... quarrel?"

Wang Kuan shook his head.

Xiao Jing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It's good that there is no quarrel, I thought you two were having a fight."

Wang Kuan walked out of the secret pavilion, restless, and wandered aimlessly around the places that Yuan Zhongxin often visited on weekdays.

It's okay to quarrel, even if Yuan Zhongxin is wrong, Wang Kuan will definitely let him.

I'm afraid, the relationship between the two is worse than quarreling now.

As he was walking, Wang Kuan heard a familiar voice from behind, calling his name, he turned around quickly, and it was Yuan Zhongxin, he walked quickly to Yuan Zhongxin, his tone was Unknowingly impatient: "Where did you go early in the morning? I have been looking for you all morning."

Yuan Zhongxin was stunned. He looked down at the pancake in his hand and said, "I'm here to buy breakfast. Look, I bought yours too."

Wang Kuan frowned, Yuan Zhongxin really held two copies of Hubing in his hands, he sighed secretly, and said helplessly, "Why didn't you wake me up to accompany you out?"

Yuan Zhongxin shrugged with a smile: "I'm an adult, and I need someone to accompany me when I go out to buy breakfast."

Wang Kuan said patiently: "Then what else do you want to buy? Let's buy it together. It takes time to go in and out."

Yuan Zhongxin thought about it silently, and couldn't think of what he wanted to buy for a while. He said with a smile: "I can't figure it out. I will come out when I want to buy it again. The secret pavilion is almost on holiday. Getting in and out is not a hassle."

Wang Kuan didn't answer, just stared at him silently.

Yuan Zhongxin blinked, and suddenly stuffed a piece of hummus into his hand, hooked Wang Kuan's shoulder, and joked: "Or, brother Wang doesn't want to waste his precious time to come out with me?"

Wang Kuan curled his lips, "Of course not."

My time is all yours, why waste it?

I just don't know if you want to let me accompany you.