The tablemate is sick and delicate

There are a lot of things in Xia Dong's room, and they are arranged irregularly. They should be arranged according to Xia Dong's own habits, so it doesn't look disorganized, but what surprised Lu Sanqi even more is that there is a large glass in Xia Dong's room. Inside the cabinet, there are a variety of anime figures.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of animation, even he, a layman, knows that all animation figures are very valuable. Mother Xia really dotes on Xia Dong, and Lu Sanqi's eyes are a little envious.

There were many hand-painted paintings on the wall, which surprised Lu Sanqi the most.

Xia Dong saw Lu Sanqi staring at the dozen or so hand-painted paintings on the wall, and he was a little shy. These were drawn casually when he was bored. It was a hobby. Xia Dong knew it himself. In fact, he was quite a nerd. I like to watch dramas at home and draw hand-painted.

"I drew these casually, don't look at them." Xia Dong blocked Lu Sanqi's sight.

Lu Sanqi said: "Aren't you going to take the art exam next semester?"

"Don't be funny, just my poor level, you let me compare with a group of people who are taking the Central Academy of Sciences, kill me brother." Xia Dong lay down on the beanbag sofa and let out a long and comfortable sigh.

"I think your drawing is really good." Lu Sanqi didn't know what other people's paintings were like, but he thought Xia Dong's paintings were great, the shadows were handled very delicately, and the details of the characters were also very comprehensive.

Xia Dong patted the bed, and said, "Why are you standing there, sit down."

Lu Sanqi was stunned: "I didn't change my clothes..."

"I'm not as serious as your cleanliness, sit down."

"I'm not obsessed with cleanliness either..." Lu Sanqi sat down anyway.

He is a bit of a cleanliness freak on weekdays, and he can't see his things being stained, or things are messy and disorderly. When he sees other people's untidy, he will frown slightly and feel uncomfortable. Maybe this is also a problem after he got sick. It is expressed in this form, so it is easy to offend more people.

Xia Dong's desk is always messy, with books scattered around and bags of snacks that can't be eaten. Although Xia Dong will stand them upright, he still cannot avoid forgetting them, and then pulls his school bag to bring them down, but he never He doesn't dislike Xia Dong, he even likes Xia Dong's dazed and messy appearance, which gives him a... sense of life.

So every time before Xia Dong came, he helped him organize the books, put the rolled up books at the bottom of the pile of books, slowly flattened the corners, and then put the unfinished books in his drawer. Throw away all the snacks, some things look very unhealthy... He has been concerned about it for a long time, so Xia Dong will not have a stomachache.

Lu Sanqi sat quietly on the bed, Xia Dong's bed was very soft, he remembered Xia Dong said that if he was not used to sleeping on a hard bed, he would have back pain the next day.

He listened to Xia Dong telling him about the stalks in various dramas. Xia Dong recommended a lot of anime to him. He decided to go home and watch them all. He wanted to know what the fox demon little matchmaker Xia Dong was talking about. , I also want to know what the world's first love is, and it feels good to slowly walk into Xia Dong's life like this.

Xia Dong also told him about every time he pestered Xia's mother to buy things.

Xia Dong was paralyzed on the beanbag sofa, with his legs stretched out: "The first time I went to the manga exhibition was with Pan Wan." He paused suddenly, seeing Lu Sanqi's puzzled expression, explained, "Oh, Pan Wan is my mother. My mother and I opened our mouths to see all kinds of cosplay around us, and we must not believe our eyes when we go to the comic exhibition, maybe some cute girl will go there in a blink of an eye In the men's room, it's a big dick loli."

"There's something like this!" Lu Sanqi said in surprise.

Xia Dong smiled: "Yes, I will take you to see it next time."

Lu Sanqi nodded, and said, "I'll watch all the anime you recommended when I go back, as well as the world's number one first love."

Xia Dong's face froze, and then showed a trace of embarrassment, and quickly waved his hands: "Don't! Don't look at that! I just complained to you, why is your memory so good!"

Lu Sanqi nodded obediently: "Oh, don't watch it then."

Xia Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Sanqi hid the light in his eyes. When Xia Dong said this, he became even more curious. He had to study this world's number one first love when he got home.

"Xia Dong... that..." Lu Sanqi hesitated, wondering if he should ask this question.

Xia Dong put down the Lego that he had been fiddling with, and looked up: "What's wrong?"

"Auntie knows...my illness?" Lu Sanqi's eyes were full of indistinct emotions, which he carefully concealed, which was also what he was best at.

"No, this is your own business. I, Xia Dong, am not a gossip. What are you thinking?" Xia Dong shrugged.

The darkness in Lu Sanqi's eyes gradually faded, and a smile welled up in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand uncontrollably to touch the fluffy head in front of him.

Xia Dong moved away awkwardly, but Lu Sanqi saw the suspicious red and rare embarrassment on Xia Dong's face.

"It's time to eat, children!" Mother Xia's voice came from outside the door.

These words hit Lu Sanqi's heart like a heavy hammer, he felt that his whole body was bathed in warm sunshine, like a soft spring breeze caressing his face.

What a tender and affectionate title for him, boys.

The meal Xia's mother cooked was really delicious, much better than the boring nutritious meal he had eaten for a long time.

She carefully prepared a serving chopstick, gently picked up a piece of white and tender fish, dipped it in sauce, and looked up at Lu Sanqi: "Is Sanqi allergic to fish?"

Before Lu Sanqi could reply, Xia Dong interjected: "Give it to him, he can eat anything."

Pan Wanxing's eyes widened: "I'm asking Sanqi, you're the one who talks too much." Then she smiled and raised her hand, and put the piece of fish that looked like she was salivating into Lu Sanqi's bowl.

Lu Sanqi thanked him politely, and then seriously ate the food in the bowl.

Xia Dong said sourly from the side: "You just think Lu Sanqi is prettier than me."

Pan Wan pretended to be innocent: "Are you prettier than him?"

Xia Dong sighed helplessly, pawing at the rice in the bowl: "My Lady Queen has sharp eyesight, I accidentally mutated in my mother's womb, and I look ugly."

Pan Wan nodded in satisfaction: "You're smart, let's eat."

Xia Dong muttered in a low voice: "Women are just difficult to serve."

Looking at the interaction between the mother and child, Lu Sanqi thought it was so interesting that the corners of her mouth never fell down.

Xia Dong was afraid that he would not be able to let go of his stomach to eat, so he put a lot of vegetables in his bowl one after another. The rice that had already eaten half the bowl was filled up again. He was a little helpless. Xia Dong might have regarded him as a Pigs are fed.

In the end, he really couldn't eat any more. Looking at the broccoli that Xia Dong brought over again, he desperately covered the mouth of the bowl: "Xia Dong, I can't eat any more."

Xia Dong gave up and put the broccoli in his mouth.

As soon as Pan Wan raised her head, she saw a detail. She looked at her son with disgust: "Hey, Xia Dong, why are you using your drool-stained chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Panax notoginseng? It's rude."

Xia Dong shrugged indifferently: "Yaoyao doesn't dislike me, right!" He gently bumped Lu Sanqi with his elbow.

He nodded cooperatively: "Well, it's okay."

Since he was a child, he never ate food that others picked up with his own chopsticks. Mama Xia's behavior made him feel very comfortable, and he thought it was a very considerate behavior.

What makes Lu Sanqi feel strange is that all his rules don't matter to Xia Dong, and all the rules and regulations become a mess after Xia Dong appeared, Xia Dong broke into his heart in such a domineering way, without any Omens and laws.

Adults say that is love.

But for Lu Sanqi, love is more bitter.

Xia Dong will always be his sun, even if his eyes will burn if he looks at it for a long time, he is still willing to stare at it obsessively, never wanting to wake up.