The school grass boyfriend has a big problem

The dark red blood was very eye-catching on Lu Xi's fair face.

Ji Nian was only stunned for a moment, and hurriedly flipped through the tissues in his schoolbag.

"I'm sorry, I..." Ji Nian didn't know what to say for a while.

He took out the tissue and stepped forward, raising his hand, trying to wipe Lu Xi's nosebleed.

If Lu Xi was a girl, Ji Nian would definitely not fight back, but because subconsciously, he had already regarded Lu Xi as a boy through and through, so he couldn't resist hitting him back.

There's a reason for petty fights with buddies.

But before Ji Nian ran into Lu Xi, Lu Xi turned his face away and snatched the tissue from Ji Nian at the same time.

Lu Xi raised her hand to wipe the nosebleed, looked down at the bloody fingers, then lazily raised her eyes to Ji Nian in front of her.

Lu Xi's eyes were not fierce, she just stared straight at the person, as if she wanted to stare him out of a hole.

From Ji Nian's point of view, standing in front of him was clearly a little tyrannosaurus on the verge of going berserk, feeling like it was about to charge up and bite someone in the next second.

"What..." Ji Nian felt a little at a loss, put his hands on his hips for a while, put them down again, and said, "Don't be angry... accompany you to the infirmary."

If Lu Xi came up and called the date, he would recognize the date, but the other party looked at him silently and with a paralyzed world-weary face, which would easily make people feel uneasy and guilty.

The most frightening thing is not the moment when the stick falls, but the moment when the stick is suspended in mid-air, unable to fall.

Lu Xi finally looked back, wiped the nosebleed with a tissue, turned around and left without saying a word.

With the red-hot evening clouds outside the door as the backdrop, even the young man's back exudes indifference.

Liu Siyi was still waiting at the side, holding the hem of his shirt with both hands, rubbing each other, as if he would die of embarrassment if he stayed for a second longer.

"Sorry." Ji Nian bent down to pick up the ticket on the ground, flicked the non-existent dust on the ticket, handed it back to Liu Siyi with a smile, and said, "Although I don't know why you suddenly gave me the ticket for the premiere..."

"Because you helped me find the medicine!" Liu Siyi explained eagerly without waiting for Ji Nian to finish, blushing like a tomato, "Yesterday, I heard Ding Chang say... I said, you asked him to bring me the medicine bottle , I was in a hurry...so, just... anyway, thank you."

Ji Nian thought about it for a while, if the other party hadn't reminded him, he almost forgot about it.

"I didn't find it." Ji Nian laughed, and said softly, "If you want to thank you, you might as well give the ticket..."

I want to say give the ticket to Lu Xi, because it was the medicine bottle that Lu Xi found.

In the end, Liu Siyi didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and instantly shrugged his shoulders slightly as if startled, and put his hands into phantoms: "This ticket is extra anyway, and I don't need it. You can throw it away if you don't want to read it. It's okay. I just wanted to say thank you, thank you!"

The girl finished a series of words without panting, quickly bowed ninety degrees, turned around and ran away.

The long black straight and smooth hair drew an arc in the air.

Ji Nian was still holding the ticket in mid-air, seeing Liu Siyi running away, he smiled helplessly.

"Calendar!" At this moment, Peng Manman's voice came from the back door.

Ji Nian looked over and saw Peng Manman and Cheng Jue leaning against the door waiting for him.

"Let's go." Cheng Jue tilted his head towards Ji Nian.

***

In the campus, four boys were walking on the road, and there was a layer of yellow and orange sycamore leaves piled up beside the street.

"By the way, I remembered." Peng Manman took out his mobile phone and said excitedly: "Let me tell you something, the New Year's Eve god who wrote suspense, have you heard of it?"

Asked a word, no one responded.

Ding Chang walked in the innermost part, flipping through the vocabulary book in his hand, and muttering words: "schlieen, schlieen..."

Cheng Jue held the mobile phone with one hand, typed non-stop, lowered his head, and showed a knowing smile unique to boys in love.

Ji Nian walked with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at the air in front of him, and he knew that he was thinking about something.

"Hey!" Peng Manman elbowed Ding Chang who was beside him, and said, "Brother, I want to ask you something, can you give me some attention?"

Ding Chang pushed his glasses, and without raising his head, he said, "God of New Year's Eve? Is it the New Year's Eve with the sound of firecrackers?"

"..." Peng Manman suddenly lost the mood to chat, and said, "Go read your book..."

"Where's Cheng Jue?" Peng Manman shifted his focus and asked the tall man beside him.

Cheng Jue snuffed out the phone, raised his head, took a deep breath in the cool autumn wind, and then exhaled contentedly, as if he had gained a new life: "The girls on the Internet are still cute, calling each other brother, I really want to meet soon..."

Knowing that Cheng Jue was engaged in online dating recently, and his mind was not in the real world, Peng Manman rolled his eyes and ignored him, and took two quick steps to intervene between Cheng Jue and Ji Nian.

"Hey, Ji Nian." Peng Manman was actively looking for a confidant, and said to Ji Nian expectantly, "Have you heard of Chu Sui? Anyone who likes to watch suspense should know him."

"Who?" Ji Nian replied without thinking, with a calm and authentic tone, "I only look at Agatha for suspense."

"How can I, Peng Manman, have friends who are so ignorant and ignorant as you!" Peng Manman was so angry that he almost dropped his schoolbag.

"The God of New Years is a suspenseful best-selling book. The writing style is dark and curious. Although some thoughts are very distorted, it always makes people feel shocked when reading it. For a while, it was rumored on the Internet that the God is actually a psychopath in real life. , otherwise I can’t write that kind of writing style.” When Peng Manman talked about his idol, he talked eloquently and endlessly, “But that’s all fart! The master is very low-key and never shows up. Everyone doesn’t even know whether the master is a man or a woman. You know, but you still say he has a mental illness? It’s just something out of nothing.”

Ji Nian glanced at Peng Manman who looked like a fanboy, smiled lightly, and half-jokingly said, "Maybe it's true."

"If you're a brother, don't argue with me." Peng Manman punched Ji Nian on the arm, not allowing others to call him an idol.

Not even brothers.

"Hey... I'm worried..." In a blink of an eye, Peng Manman's mood sank again.

"What's wrong? Stupid." Cheng Jue rubbed the tin foil all over the other's head, and finally regained consciousness from the world of online dating.

Peng Manman said: "The great god's debut work "Erosion" has been adapted into a movie, and there will be a premiere at the end of this month, but I didn't get a ticket... Tsk, it's hard to find a ticket... Mainly online. It is said that New Year’s Eve will go to the scene to promote, otherwise I would not want to go to the scene so much.”

"Hey, are you still chasing stars?" Cheng Jue stroked Peng Manman's head like wool.

"Premiere?" Ji Nian was slightly taken aback, thinking about something, looked at Peng Manman, and said, "Is it the one at Hejin Square at the end of the month?"

Peng Manman's eyes suddenly lit up: "How do you know! Don't you pay attention to the New Year's Eve?"

Ji Nian let out a "huh", lowered his head and took out a ticket from his pocket, unsure: "Is it this?"

When Peng Manman saw the black ticket, he was so excited that he jumped up and grabbed it directly, shouting: "Damn it! Awesome brother! How did you get it!"

Ji Nian avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "Someone sent it..."

Peng Manman held the ticket above his head to look at it, looked around, jumped up and down, and it was obvious that he liked it very much.

After appreciating it, Peng Manman glanced at Ji Nian warily, and said, "Brother, let's discuss something..."

"Huh?" Ji Nian looked at him.

Peng Manman held the ticket tightly in his arms, and suddenly ran away without saying a word.

The other three were stunned.

"This ticket belongs to me!" Peng Manman shouted while running, without turning his head, the voice came from a distance, "If you kill me, I won't return it! Goodbye friend!"

Cheng Jue reacted for half a second, laughed dumbfounded, and cursed: "This idiot..."

Ji Nian smiled and shook his head, but said nothing.

"Is that the ticket for him?" Cheng Jue asked Ji Nian.

Ji Nian shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said: "It's a waste to put it here, I don't plan to see it anyway."

"Hello." Cheng Jue hooked Ji Nian's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Who gave the ticket? Is it the girl?"

Ji Nian pushed his face away, and said with a light smile, "Go away, you love brain."

***

Ji Nian entered the yard, stood on the path paved with blue and white stones, looked up at the uniquely designed three-storey house in front of him, his face was expressionless, his eyes were as dark as stagnant water.

The door opened, and Ji Nian entered the room with his head down.

A woman in her 50s stood at the entrance, smiled and said, "Are you back?"

The woman is the housekeeper, her surname is Chen, everyone calls her Aunt Chen.

Ji Nian lowered his head, put one hand on the wall to change his shoes, and nodded lightly.Against the backdrop of the door frame, the stretched boy's skeleton has a distorted beauty, like an abstract painting with blurred colors.

"He's in the dining room." Aunt Chen said humanely, "Your meal is ready too."

Ji Nian was silent, and nodded again.

Ji Nian shuffled into the dining room.

A long table was three meters long, and a middle-aged man sat at the main seat with a stern face.

It can be seen that the man is well maintained both in face and figure.

The middle-aged man was eating slowly, and his demeanor had the delicacy of an elite class.

Sitting next to the man is a young woman, smartly dressed and with light makeup, who is holding a document to report to the man.

Seeing Ji Nian enter the dining room, the woman stopped reporting and sat beside the man in silence.

Seeing that his only son had returned, Ji Bolun said in a deep voice, "Sit."

Ji Nian sat at the end of the dining table, in front of him was a beautifully plated meal for one person.

"Everything is normal today." Ji Nian said lightly, looking at the meal in front of him.

The boy's voice was not as gentle as usual, but an almost dead calm.

Ji Bolun signaled to the secretary next to her to continue.

As a result, a boy's voice and a female voice intertwined and resounded in the quiet restaurant, without interfering with each other, they reported simultaneously.

It's just that the secretary's report is commercial content.

And the chronicle report is one's own day.

"After morning self-study, I was called to the office by the head teacher because I kicked someone yesterday." Ji Nian never took his eyes off the dinner plate, reporting like an emotionless machine, "The teacher told me that there will be some problems with the recommendation , and then let me go back to class."

"I ate the school's light meal at noon, and then I took a nap, and then I continued to go to class. Oh, the physical education class was replaced by a Chinese class, and I won't make up for it in the future."

"By the way, I recently met a male classmate..."

Speaking of this, Ji Nian rarely stopped, something soft flashed in his eyes, and continued: "He is very cute... very fierce, very cool, and he fights fiercely, better than most people I have ever met. must be strong...but I accidentally slapped him with a nosebleed."

On the opposite side, Ji Bailun finished his meal and stood up.

Judging from the stern expression on the man's face, he didn't seem to be listening to Ji Nian.

The secretary put a suit jacket on him and said softly, "The car has arrived."

Ji Bolun nodded, walked out of the restaurant, and stopped when passing the year.

Ji Nian also stopped his rambling reports, and sat down in his seat with slightly lowered eyelids.

Ji Bolun looked at Ji Nian condescendingly, and said in an almost commanding tone, "Take the medicine."

Ji Nian didn't say anything, he picked up the glass beside him lazily, and then grabbed a few pills on the dinner plate.

Seeing that Ji Nian obediently swallowed the medicine, Ji Bolun said indifferently: "If you are sick, you must be treated."

Ji Nian smiled slightly and said, "Father, let's go."

Ji Bolun ignored him and walked straight out of the restaurant.

The secretary stepped on high heels behind Ji Bailun, and when he passed by, he glanced at Ji Nian who was sitting at the dining table.

Ji Nian sat in a daze for a while, until he heard the sound of a car starting outside the house, then he blinked indifferently.

He moved his lips, lowered his head, and spit out five small pills.

There are square ones, round ones, white ones, and pale pink ones.

Ji Nian picked up the fork on the side, sorted the pills by shape as if playing, and said with a chuckle, "Who said I was sick? Huh?"

He pressed the tip of a fork against a pink tablet, crushed it into a powder, and fiddled with the tip again.

First draw a "6" on the table with powder, and then slowly draw a "C".

He looked at "6C" and smiled.

"I feel good now... so I don't need to take medicine." Ji Nian said to himself in a very soft voice, facing the table, "Are you right?"

After staring at it for a while, he reached out and wiped off the medicine powder on the table.