Xiaoman

Didn't he take something and leave like yesterday, Liu Xiaoman saw that his buttocks sat on the stool and didn't move for a long time, and asked strangely: "Are you going?"

Xia Liang looked at him even more strangely: "Where do you want me to go?"

"..." Liu Xiaoman shook his head.

Just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the teacher stepped down on the podium. Li Meng immediately turned around from the front and said to Xia Liang, "It's all ready when you get back. Let's eat together after class later, Xia Liang?"

"Why." Xia Liang replied without thinking.

"Just, go and do the duty immediately after eating, or it will be too late." Li Meng explained to him seriously for the second time.

To be honest, Liu Xiaoman admired Li Meng's fearless and embarrassing boldness.

If he asked someone if he wanted to have dinner together, and the other person said "why" without hesitation, he would be speechless on the spot.

Liu Xiaoman and Wang Chao waited for Xia Liang's answer with their ears pricked up, Xia Liang replied a little helplessly: "Then just go and finish it after school and then eat."

"...That's right." Dynasty turned around and said.

"Go right after school, don't you just throw it on the ground when you come over on duty?" Li Meng said.

"...That's right." Dynasty turned back.

"Whatever." Xia Liang sighed, he felt that he hadn't been with such a solid classmate for a long time, "Just eat."

Li Meng immediately made an "OK" gesture, and was overjoyed: "Oh——."

Xia Liangneng agreed, but Liu Xiaoman really couldn't think of it.

Now that there are four of them together, he has to go to Fan Yiyang and talk to him in advance, so that he won't be unhappy when he comes over and sees that he is going to have dinner with Xia Liang.

Turning his head to look at the time, he stood up and wanted to go out, Xia Liang asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to tell Yang...Fan Yiyang that I won't have dinner with him anymore." Liu Xiaoman replied.

Xia Liang glanced at him and repeated: "You go to and from school with him every day, and you want to eat together?"

"Yeah." It doesn't matter to Xia Liang, Liu Xiaoman has nothing to deny.

But sometimes there are exceptions, such as Fan Yiyang's exam, or Fan Yiyang's problem in the office, or something else, he will come over and tell him to let him eat first.

"It's boring enough." Xia Liang thought about the scene, "Isn't it enough to send a WeChat message, why not make a special trip?"

"I haven't." Liu Xiaoman said.

"Nothing?" Xia Liang was taken aback, what year is this? "Mobile phone or WeChat?"

nothing.

Liu Xiaoman checked the time again, if it didn't pass, he would definitely not have time to run back and forth before class.

"You are really..." Xia Liang pulled Liu Xiaoman back and sat down when he was about to go out, took out his mobile phone and handed it over, and couldn't help but said: "Do you still have a family called crazy primitive people?" ?”

"What?" Liu Xiaoman looked at his phone and looked at him, unable to understand what Xia Liang was saying.

"It's nothing, just to praise you for being cute." Xia Liang gave up the taunt.

He unlocked the phone, and directly called up the SMS typing board and asked, "I don't have his WeChat, can he still recite his number?"

Liu Xiaoman said "hmm".

Xia Liang looked at him for a long time, his thoughts were subtle, and finally he couldn't help laughing, shaking his head: "I'm convinced."

He handed the phone to Liu Xiaoman and pointed to the number box: "Enter it."

Mobile phones, of course, are the most convenient tool at this time.

Liu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse, thanked him, and carefully held Xia Liang's phone.

The reason for "holding" instead of "receiving" is because Xia Liang's phone is too big.

He was inflexible in the first place, holding this big phone was like holding a thin brick in his hand, almost filling his entire palm, and he couldn't spare his fingers to press the keys.

I had no choice but to put the phone on the table, stretched out my fingers and pressed the numbers one by one.

It would be more convenient to make a phone call, but the key classes are strict. He was afraid that if Fan Yiyang didn't mute his voice, or the class teacher would catch him when he answered the phone.

And he knew that Fan Yiyang never answered calls from strangers.

"He doesn't know your mobile phone number?" Liu Xiaoman confirmed with Xia Liang again.

Xia Liang said "hmm", "I don't know."

Anyway, he didn't know Fan Yiyang's contact information, and the other party had no reason to know him.

Liu Xiaoman was relieved, and began to poke pinyin one by one: y...a...n...g...yang...

He had just worked so hard to poke the second Yang, but Xia Liang couldn't stand it anymore, took the phone over and deleted his "Yang Yang", and typed out a whole sentence in two or three times——

- don't eat with you anymore, eat by yourself

Liu Xiaoman stared at the screen, then raised his head to stare at him again.

"What's wrong?" Xia Liang asked him back.

"You're like this..." Liu Xiaoman pointed to the phone, "How does he know who I am?"

Xia Liang said "Oh" and added a few more words——

-I'm Liu Xiaoman, I won't eat with you anymore, eat by yourself

"Is it alright?" He raised one eyebrow and asked Liu Xiaoman.

"...No!" Liu Xiaoman's ears turned red, "I wouldn't talk to him like that."

Also very rude.

Xia Liang was a little helpless, and continued to add words——

-Brother Yangyang, I'm Xiaoman

He stopped calling here, and passed the phone to Liu Xiaoman: "Is this okay?"

No matter how big the screen of a mobile phone is, it is only so big. When one person is typing, the other person has to get closer to see it.

The empty sleeve on Liu Xiaoman's left shoulder is more convenient than a healthy person at this time, and he suddenly drew an arm's distance closer to Xia Liang, put his head next to Xia Liang's right shoulder and nodded embarrassingly: "Yes."

If he had his own mobile phone, the message to Fan Yiyang would have started like this.

Xia Liang's neck was itchy from his hair, he rolled his eyes, and looked down Liu Xiaoman's forehead and bridge of nose.

Only then did he realize that Liu Xiaoman's face looked like a child's.

Milky white.

-Brother Yangyang, I’m Xiaoman, it’s my turn to be on duty today, I’m having dinner with my classmates, you can eat by yourself

"That's it, you can't do it, you can't do it." After Xia Liang finished typing, he gave Liu Xiaoman another look, stopped giving him a chance to chatter, and clicked send.

In fact, according to Liu Xiaoman's own thinking, he could refine his tone a little bit more softly.

But after all, it wasn't his own phone, and Xia Liang had adjusted it two or three times, so he was too embarrassed to open his mouth if he asked him to comment again.

"Thank you." He smiled at Xia Liang and said seriously.

"Stupid." Xia Liang ignored him.

Liu Xiaoman didn't take it seriously either.

For the first time, he sent a text message to Fan Yiyang, although it was not his mobile phone, but in his own name.

Now he is in a good mood, Xia Liang said that he can pretend he didn't hear anything.