The tablemate is sick and delicate

When Xia Dong woke up early in the morning, he saw the transfer records of the bank card, and the account was 10 yuan.

He rubbed his eyes, as if his whole body had been run over by a car, he had a nightmare again, he was awakened three times in one night, and he slept for less than two hours in total, which made him a little mentally weak, and his eyelids were swollen. Like hanging a weight, heavy.

He looked at the time, and the bank was not open yet, so he had to pay the liquidated damages to Lu Sanqi's account after class.

Xia Dong hurriedly climbed out of bed, washed up hastily, and ran to the lecture theater with a book on art appreciation.

The teacher of art appreciation is an old professor. She is a kind-looking old lady with white curly hair. She looks very gentle with gold-rimmed glasses, but she is not a person. , Strict requirements on students in class, like the neighbor's grandma when class is over, always smiling at everyone.

Don't look at the old lady's age, but her memory is much better than some young people. As long as she has taught students, she can name them one by one, and then match the number with the appearance in her mind, so as long as someone She skipped her class, and she mercilessly wrote down her name, and she didn't even need to roll her name.

When Xia Dong ran to the door of the lecture theater panting, the class was already full of people. The old lady's eyes turned to him immediately, and her tone was a little harsh: "Xia Dong, this is the fourth time you are late this semester! Your Do you want to give me the credits?"

Xia Dong cast an apologetic look: "I'm sorry grandma, I was a little sleepless last night."

The old lady's expression softened, and she said, "Find an empty seat and sit down. Don't play with your mobile phone before going to bed, so you won't suffer from insomnia. Let's not be an example!"

Xia Dong bent his eyes and nodded: "Understood, thank you grandma."

Of course, the old lady can't really be his grandma, but as long as the students she teaches all call her grandma, she is very kind.Obviously, the old lady is a hard-spoken, soft-hearted person with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.

Because I came too late, I can only sit in the back row. Some people may find it strange that usually only the front row seats are left, but everyone loves to listen to the old lady's class, and there is a chance to get a seat in the front row. The old lady taught it personally. After all, she is also an extremely famous painter in the industry, and the paintings she painted were auctioned for sky-high prices.

There are a few girls sitting across a corridor, and they have been whispering since Xia Dong sat down, Xia Dong can vaguely hear his name and some vocabulary, probably "Gaolingzhihua" "ahhhhh so handsome"" God" and the like.

He was flipping through the art appreciation book, which was full of messy notes. This unique note-taking format is probably only understood by himself. It condensed the long paragraph of the old lady's speech into a short sentence, which seemed clear at a glance. You can understand the meaning, of course, this is only what Xia Dong thinks.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the auditorium, and the old lady's lecture stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a slightly annoyed voice: "This classmate, you are so late, you don't have to come!"

Xia Dong heard the sound and looked, and there was a tall figure standing at the door. The white shirt on his body made him dazed. He couldn't help but think of Lu Sanqi's clean white shirt with embroideries in high school, and the faint white shirt on his body. Herbal fragrance.

He suddenly reacted and panicked.

Fuck!Why did Lu Sanqi come here?

Xia Dong was a little helpless, so hide under the table, it's not suitable, he touched his collar, then put the hood of the hoodie on his head, lying on the table pretending to be dead.

Like an ostrich, trying to keep Lu Sanqi from noticing him.

But since Lu Sanqi was able to catch up with his school, he had made all the preparations, how could he not know where Xia Dong was sitting?

"I'm sorry, teacher. I came here to listen to your class, but I don't know the start time. I'm really sorry." Lu Sanqi bowed apologetically to the old lady on the podium.

In fact, there are many students like Lu Sanqi who come here for fame, and the old lady doesn't care about it. Sometimes the lecture theater that can accommodate more than 200 people can't fit in, and some students have to finish a class standing in the back.

But Xia Dong's heart is like a bright mirror, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost!How could it be possible that Lu Sanqi came here to attend the class just because of the reputation? He was here to arrest him!

Although he was lying on the table with his head covered, he still listened with his ears up. The old lady started to give a lecture again, but Xia Dong didn't hear anything. He wondered, could it be that Lu Sanqi was driven away?

Just as he was about to take off his hat and take a look, a deep voice suddenly came from his ear, very close to him: "Help me? Ah, it's so cute."

Xia Dong took off his hat and looked at the people next to him, cursing blankly, "You're paralyzed."

Lu Sanqi's eyes darkened, and she said, "Are you willing to talk to me? Are you still running now?"

Xia Dong turned his head and ignored him again.

Lu Sanqi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and directly pinched Xia Dong's chin with one hand and turned him over, looking at him.

Xia Dong suddenly had a pain in his jaw, and his eyes widened: "What the hell do you want?"

He heard the exclamation of the little girls around him, and then there was a burst of excited chirping.

Xia Dong hurriedly broke Lu Sanqi's hand away, but he couldn't do it at all: "You will make others misunderstand you! Let go of me!"

Lu Sanqi gritted her back molars, hooked her lips into a smile, then pinched Xia Dong's chin and shook it lightly: "If it wasn't for the fact that you don't have a school uniform around you, your small mouth like a firecracker would have been kissed by me a long time ago." Swollen."

Ah Xia Dong smiled, and slapped Lu Sanqi's hand off: "I don't get involved with married men, I'm gay, stay away from me."

Lu Sanqi looked at the reddish mark on Xia Dong's chin with satisfaction, and said, "A married man can't touch you?"

Xia Dong turned to look at him: "Lu Sanqi, are you disgusting?"

After speaking, he got up, and the seat bounced back automatically, making a lot of noise in the quiet classroom, and he walked out of the classroom, not forgetting to say hello to the old lady before leaving: "Teacher, I'm going to the toilet."

Then Xia Dong didn't come back for the whole class.

He left so resolutely that he didn't notice Lu Sanqi's dimmed eyes at all, and he didn't realize how hurtful those words were.

Lu Sanqi sat on his seat and finished a class quietly. He was not interested in art appreciation, but Xia Dong liked it, so he followed Xia Dong to listen, but Xia Dong

gone……

He thinks he should continue to listen, so that he can have a common language with Xia Dong, right?

Lu Sanqi flipped through the art appreciation textbook that Xia Dong left on the table. Xia Dong's own name was written on the front page of the book, in a familiar handwriting, elegant and unrestrained.

The notes in it were even more scribbled than the names, and each of them jumped on the paper like ghostly symbols, but Lu Sanqi could understand every word and recognize every sentence, and he also knew the meaning and meaning of Xia Dong's words. express something.

He couldn't help but wonder, does Xia Dong really hate him...

Xia Dong never said he was disgusting before, maybe Xia Dong was angry at him for concealing the truth, but if he was really asked to confess to Xia Dong what he had encountered in the United States, he would be a little bit speechless.

For those embarrassing experiences, he didn't want Xia Dong to sympathize with him and get back together with him, he just wanted to see... Xia Dong still loves him.

He was full of confidence at the beginning, but when he heard this sentence from Xia Dong himself... he was inevitably shocked, and his heart was shaken.

After Xia Dong said that sentence and walked out of the classroom, he regretted it. He wished he could slap himself.

Mingming had sworn before, "Either bring your wife and children to see me, or bring a gun and see the outcome on the bed." But now he still couldn't hold back, he still resented Lu Sanqi in his heart.

He never forgave Lu Sanqi, the knot in his heart never disappeared, he didn't know what Lu Sanqi was doing now, if Lu Sanqi was really married...why did he come to provoke him.

Xia Dong didn't understand, he was in deep entanglement, after scolding Lu Sanqi, he wanted to go back and apologize, but he was somewhat resistant and buried in his heart.

blame.

He simply quickened his pace and went to the bank, and transferred the 10 yuan to Lu Sanqi's account.

He walked slowly on the road, with many things in his mind.

Then he suddenly figured it out, what he was complaining about was Lu Sanqi's concealment and Lu Sanqi's evasive attitude.

He had been holding on to hope, the hope that Lu Sanqi could confess everything to him.

What have you experienced in the past four years in the United States?

How are you and that rich daughter doing now?

Is there a formal license for the wedding?

If married... what is his purpose for coming back?

Lu Sanqi never mentioned all this to him.

Xia Dong couldn't help thinking, if Lu Sanqi confessed everything to him right after he came back, that he was married, then Xia Dong would be willing to let go and leave without entanglement.

If he is not married and there is a misunderstanding, then Xia Dong will forgive him after understanding the situation.

But...Lu Sanqi didn't want to say it.

One didn't want to talk, and the other didn't want to ask.

There was a stalemate, and no one wanted to bow their heads.

Xia Dong returned to school after paying the money, and when he walked downstairs to the dormitory, he found Lu Sanqi standing under a tree with a beautiful woman in front of him.

Xia Dong felt beautiful, so beautiful and eye-catching, as if the flowers and plants around her had become dull and lost their characteristics.

And such a beautiful woman stood face to face with Lu Sanqi, Xia Dong felt that they were a good match.

They didn't know what they were talking about, they seemed to be chatting happily, the atmosphere between them was unexpectedly harmonious, like... old friends who have known each other for many years

friend.

After a while, the woman left.

Xia Dong walked over coldly, walked around Lu Sanqi to the dormitory.

Lu Sanqi suddenly grabbed Xia Dong's hand, put the art appreciation book held in the other hand in Xia Dong's hand, and said: Xia Dong took the book, and said a word: "Your fiancée? She looks pretty." Pretty, what are you doing here at school?"

Lu Sanqi was silent for a while, then said: "I need to deal with something in the company, my father asked her to come to me."

Xia Dong's heart skipped a beat, and then turned cold. Lu Sanqi didn't refute the name of his fiancee.

It really seemed to be her.

Xia Dong feels like a fish with pickled cabbage now.

Sour and vegetable and redundant.

---------------------- The author has something to say -----------

So who is wrong between Yaoyao and Dongdong?

"You... your book.