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Chi Yan felt the phone vibrate, picked up the phone and smiled for a moment——

"When will you come back?"

Translate: Yu Jian misses me.

Chi Yan glanced at the bustling crowd outside, bowed his head and typed: "Do your homework quickly, don't be restless, I'll be back soon." After sending the text message, he put his phone in his pocket, then walked to the side of the man in white, and took a picture Pat him on the shoulder: "I'm back."

The man in white was holding a painting and gesticulating with the people around him. He was talking about something with a serious expression, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder, turned around and said, "What?"

Chi Yan repeated: "I'm back, hurrying back to class."

The man in white put down the painting, looked at Chi Yan suspiciously, and shook his head from side to side: "Why go back?"

Chi Yan repeated it again patiently: "I, want, go back to school, study, study."

The man in white said a word, nodded and patted him on the shoulder to express his understanding: "Brother Chi, don't worry, go to the Internet cafe and wait for me. It will be over here in a few hours. I will treat you to a meal when it is over. About a few rounds."

Chi Yan glanced at the hand of the man in white that was on his shoulder, the man in white broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Chi Yan said: "I want to go back to study, who wants to go to the Internet cafe with you."

In a few hours, he couldn't wait for a minute when he thought of Yu Jian listening carefully to the class, carefully taking notes with red pen and black pen, and putting them on his desk obediently.

The organizer of this competition had been talking for a long time, wanting him to be a judge, saying that it would be fine as a prestige. It was originally agreed upon by the two parties, but after knowing that Yu Jian would participate, Chi Yan came here specially.

The man in white looked embarrassed and scratched his head: "Okay, then you should be careful on the way back, and send me a message when you get to the Internet cafe, and I will go to the Internet cafe to find you when it's over."

Chi Yan: "..."

Yu Jian, who was taught not to be restless, had just put down his pen at this moment when he moved his wrist and picked up his phone to check the time when he found a new message.

He was thinking about a hyperbola that he hadn't made yet, so he picked up his phone and took a quick glance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the last words "I'll be back soon", so he felt relieved and continued to pick up a pen to do his homework.

This note is for Chi Yan. Chi Yan has a strong mental arithmetic ability. Two-digit and three-digit multiplication and division can be done directly in his mind, and the result will come out in a few seconds. Therefore, Yu Jian is at ease about advanced calculations.

But strong mental arithmetic ability does not mean high accuracy rate.

Chi Yan often made mistakes such as "one plus one equals three", "two times two equals eight", and so on.

For this reason, Yu Jian specially marked "1+1=2, 2+2=4" next to it with a red pen, and put a triangular emphasis on it, marking: must memorize.

Yu Jian put the book and notes on Chi Yan's table, and caught a glimpse of a purple-covered book on the table.

Yu Jian has always followed the principle of "don't rummage through other people's things", and he has never been curious.

Yu Jian looked at the notebook and blinked.

Chi Yan's things are all black or white, following minimalism, and it was the first time Yu Jian saw that he had a purple notebook with complicated patterns on it, which didn't look like Chi Yan would use it for homework.

What's more, it looks very thick, so when I do my homework, I usually just pull out a piece of draft paper and write the answers, or the very thin [-]-cent homework book issued by the school.

This notebook has a deliberate delicacy, and it will definitely not be related to homework.

Yu Jian's mind was running fast, and after thinking a lot, she came to a conclusion.

so what?

For the first time, Yu Jian developed a strong curiosity about other people's things.

He picked up the book by accident, moved his fingertips, and lifted a corner of the page.

Just looking at a small corner is not an invasion of privacy. Chi Yan's handwriting is beautiful, so I read it for myself to appreciate his handwriting.

While doing psychological training for herself, Yu Jian picked up a corner of the page with her fingertips.

"No. 12.31, no adverse reaction, no aggravation of neck scar."

Yu Jian groaned in her heart, and the thought turned out to be her medical records.

Chi Yan has been recording the medical records for himself, he knows it, but how to remember the details, Chi Yan refuses to show him what to say, has been secretive, and then directly said that the notebook is at home.

Isn't it just a medical record book?What is there to hide?

Yu Jian simply opened the book, but was a little surprised.

Chi Yan has always been a straightforward person who hates complicated procedures and unnecessary steps. When handing in homework, he just grabs a piece of clean draft paper and scribbles to hand it in. He doesn't even have a homework book. When I want to write, I just borrow one from the people around me.

But the brightly colored and colorful handwriting on this notebook made Yu Jian wonder if it was a late talk or not.

The top line is the date and time, marked in red pen.

The black part below is the text, the state of Yu Jian at the beginning of the day, the state of the first contact with Chi Yan, what it will be like after 10 minutes, and whether the condition will get worse after 10 minutes...

The last two lines of words recorded every day are marked with an orange highlighter and marked with precautions.

Yu Jian took a closer look: I held his hand today, and there was no obvious reaction within 2 minutes. The erythema increased in two and a half minutes, but it was still within the acceptable range.

Maximum duration: 3 minutes.

The longest duration on the second day was also about 3 minutes. Yu Jian flipped through another article and found that it was almost the same duration.

Yu Jian turned to the last page, which was yesterday's record. The highlighter still marked the duration of 3 minutes, and there was a line of small characters below.

"Student Jian has worked hard and endured the pain, and his acting skills are also very good, but it still can't change the fact that it's still 3 minutes."

Yu Jian blushed suddenly, it turned out that Chi Yan knew everything, and he thought that if he lowered his head so as not to look at Chi Yan, Chi Yan would not be able to realize the fact that he was in pain.

Yu Jian blinked, a warm current flowed through her heart, she stroked the notebook with nostalgia, and put the notebook back.

It happened to be nine o'clock in the evening when Chi Yan got off the train.

Second middle school self-study is at 09:30 in the evening.

It takes about 23 minutes to rush from the train station to the school, not counting the traffic jam time.

It's too late.

Sitting in the taxi, he glanced at the traffic jam in front of him, picked up his phone to check the time, and received a text message just as he turned on the phone.

"Going back to school tonight?"

Chi Yan typed without hesitation: "It's too late, probably tomorrow."

After sending it, there was no response from the other side.

Chi Yan put away his phone, then leaned forward and patted the driver: "Master, I'll get off here."

The master said a word, then turned his head and said, "Are you sure? It won't last long, 10 minutes at most."

Chi Yan had already packed his things, and slammed the car door shut: "No, thank you master."

In another 10 minutes, I will go to study in the evening. Chi Yan runs from here. If I run fast, I can get there in seven or eight minutes. When the traffic jam stops, Chi Yan will also run to school.

Chi Yan was carrying a heavy schoolbag and galloped in the middle of the traffic, only the afterimage of the red hoodie could be seen.

For a moment, Chi Yan almost thought he was acting in an idol drama.

When he ran to the school gate, the get out of class bell had already rang.

Before he had time to catch his breath, he walked straight in, and a large stream of people coming home from school rushed out. Chi Yan went against the flow of people and walked up to the teaching building with difficulty.

When he walked to the door of the classroom, all the lights in the classroom were turned off. In the empty classroom, there were only tables, chairs, and books piled on top of them. The only sporadic light came through the windows, adding a sense of tranquility to the classroom.

Chi Yan supported the door frame, turned on the light with a snap, walked to his seat, looked at the few extra notebooks on it, flipped through them, and sure enough, they were all notes copied by Yu Jian for him.

Yu Jian said he put the notebook on his desk, and he came over to check it, and it was there.

"Are you going to stay up late at night to study?"

Chi Yan was startled by the sudden voice, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

Yu Jian was leaning against the door, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Didn't you say you won't come back at night? Why are you coming to school so late?"

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows and waved his notebook: "Take your notes and stay up late to study." Putting down the notebook, he said, "You haven't left yet?"

Yu Jian smiled, this person knew he was teasing, but continued to talk, it was really shameless.

He hummed, nodded and said, "I'll see how Xueshen stays up late to study, how about making you a cup of coffee to refresh you?"

He lived on campus, and half of them left late. He was the last one to turn off the lights, lock the door and leave the teaching building when the whole class had left.

As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, he heard movement upstairs, and there was still a faint light. He was worried, and when he walked up, he saw a familiar person standing on a familiar seat.

Chi Yan felt that Yu Jian was getting poorer and poorer, so he walked up to Yu Jian, stood still, and at the same time reflected deeply in his heart, did he bring the child down.

Yu Jian blinked, noticed the sweat on Chi Yan's head, and took out a tissue from the bag: "Why are you running in such a hurry, tell me if you want to come back, send me a message, I'll wait for you in the classroom."

If he hadn't looked back at the classroom, the two of them would have almost missed it.

Chi Yan shook his head: "I'm here to get a notebook, who said I want to see you?"

Chi Yan really wanted to see Yu Jian. Adhering to the principle of giving Jian a surprise, he deliberately couldn't say back on the phone, and ended up running on the road with his watch pinched. While running, he imagined Yu Jian's surprised expression when he saw him.

Unexpectedly, it was still too late.

I didn't expect to see him even so late, and now Chi Yan was pleasantly surprised.His heart was pounding hard, and he kept comforting himself that he ran too fast just now.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a day, seeing how worthless I am.

Yu Jian looked at the sweat on his head suspiciously, then took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his head: "Do you really want to stay up late to study?"

Chi Yan replied, "That's right, study hard and read at night."

The notes that Yu Jian made for herself had to be recited in full without missing a single word.

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