Dude look at me again

Yao Yi didn't seem to hear, and kept moving.But Feng Siyuan didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Why bother?"

He didn't wait for others to answer, and said to himself: "That's right, little brother, why do you have to cover it up, what's wrong with the man's hands, um, although you have more... By the way, how many years have you been rebellious before doing it?" There are so many of them, you brat!"

Xia Ting rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Can you go out without covering up? Do you just come and ask someone you meet? Watching monkeys at the zoo?"

Feng Siyuan smiled: "I knew why I had to do it today, so I said you have nothing to do and just fight, what kind of self-mutilation-"

Xia Ting hastily interrupted him: "Your sister, you are... not at all!" He seemed to be covering up something, and kicked him out of the house: "Okay, shut up, you, stay for two hours, or you won't be able to come back !"

Feng Siyuan was pushed out of the door by him and staggered a few steps.Turning to see Uncle Yao slowly approaching, he looked confused: "What's the matter, what is this?"

Yao Yi glanced at him inscrutablely.

Feng Siyuan was confused: "Didn't you do it yourself?"

Yao Yi didn't answer, he poked him: "No? I thought it was—really?"

Yao Yi put his left hand in his trouser pocket, adhering to the attitude of maintaining a cold image even if one side is tied into a rice dumpling, he cherished words like gold: "Yes."

Feng Siyuan snorted: "Then what are you talking about, who hasn't passed the second grade, what's there to be ashamed of. Isn't it just self-mutilation?"

Yao Yi: "En." He walked all the way to the door of the dormitory building, and then said in a deep voice, "That's right."

Feng Siyuan is a two-dimensional dead house, and he has always thought that Yao Yi is also, but he is a two-dimensional house squatting on the bed, and Yao Yi is also full of the atmosphere of the second in the third dimension——

After all, no one knows what he is thinking if he can keep his face expressionless all the time. Either it is true facial paralysis, or he is seriously poisoned!

But that being said, he was still standing on Yao Yi's left, covering up a bit.

Strolling to the basketball court, Feng Siyuan was still looking for a seat, and Yao Yi had already walked under a tree with ease and sat down on the floor.

Feng Siyuan followed. He thought he would not be able to see the stadium clearly, but the terrain is quite high, so he could see it clearly: "Hey? It's a good location! You fixed the seat?"

Yao Yi lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, ignoring him.He likes to bask in the sun, but is afraid of the sun. Basically, he knows all the good positions on the basketball court, even if Dong Qian basically doesn't play on this basketball court.

Feng Siyuan stayed bored for a while, and felt hot, so he ran to buy two cups of iced lemon tea and came back.

Dong Qian subconsciously glanced in this direction during the intermission, only to find that Yao Yi was really here, and even Feng Siyuan was there.

He quickly passed through the group of girls, not forgetting to wave at the girls, ran up to the two of them and snatched Feng Siyuan's drink.

Feng Siyuan fanned the air in distaste, and pointed behind him: "Hey, the hormones are overflowing, restrain yourself, brother."

Dong Qian smiled shyly.

Yao Yi was still playing with his mobile phone, Dong Gan stared at him after sitting down and said, "Do you want me to call... um?"

Feng Siyuan was curious: "Who?"

Sure enough, something happened to Yao Yi, he raised his head, Dong Qian said meaningfully: "Oh, it's just a junior." He leaned over and smiled narrowly: "Isn't it?"

Yao Yi narrowed his eyes, not sure if it was because the sun was too strong or because of other reasons.His voice was still steady and gentle, and it was rare for him to say a long sentence: "I wanted to say earlier, have you been dancing too much lately? I'm not here, has Xia Ting spoiled you too much?"

Dong Qian's face darkened at the speed of light, Feng Siyuan said, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, my brother!"

Dong Gan pinched Yao Yi's neck and said, "You son of a bitch doesn't want to live anymore."

Yao Yi's waist is long and his neck is long, and Dong Qian's big hand stretches upwards, and it can barely hold it full.The hands he played all the year round were not of the same color as Yao Yi, and the way the people under his hands tilted their heads and let others play with them was quite deceptive, causing a group of people behind him to howl.

Only the two people in front of him could clearly see Yao Yi's eyes—the eyes full of sympathy for the mentally retarded.

Dong Gan grinned: "You're finished, even Xia Ting can't save you today—"

"—Senior?"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from behind him.

Dong Qian's sinister smile instantly froze on the side of his mouth, twitching the corner of his mouth and turning his head silently, swallowing "Why is it you again".

Jiang Mingliu smiled familiarly, shaking the mobile phone in his hand: "Coincidentally, today's college competition, the counselor asked us to come to support. I was just asking the seniors when they will be discharged from the hospital, so I knew it was a competition with you."

Dong Qian turned his head and despised Yao Yi with his eyes, and he really didn't need to shout out - what does Uncle Yao want to do, and he needs someone else?

Yao Yi tore Dong Qian's hand off his neck without changing his face.

As a dead house with social barriers, Feng Siyuan automatically classified Jiang Mingliu as a roommate's friend. Sitting next to him was as quiet as a chicken. After a while, he probably felt that the atmosphere was delicate. I don't know where to go to watch his video.

Dong Gan was called away by his teammates again, Jiang Mingliu sat in his seat naturally, touched Yao Yi's bandage: "When will it be better?"

Yao Yi pondered for a moment, wondering if it was because he often suffered this type of injury before, the wound healed strangely faster than others: "Very quickly."

Jiang Mingliu was obviously dissatisfied with such a reply, but he didn't understand these things, so he didn't ask any more questions, and lightly poked the bandage with his finger, and scratched it on Yao Yi's hand resting on the grass.

He seemed to think of something suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Yao Yi's finger.

Yao Yi: "..."

The scene where Dong Qian fiddled with Yao Yi's fingers before was still vivid in his memory. At that time, Jiang Mingliu was curious and a little scared at the same time - after all, it looked too much like a broken bone.

At that time, he was still unfamiliar with Yao Yi, so he didn't dare to pull his hands, and his hands were slightly itchy.It's different now, Yao Yi is his "apprentice brother", of course he can touch him.

Yao Yi didn't react at all, as if he didn't feel it. Jiang Mingliu felt that he was acquiescing, and carefully pushed his fingers back...Break...Break...

Yao Yi shuddered and said in a low voice, "It hurts."

Jiang Mingliu let go in surprise: "Ah! I'm sorry!"

Yao Yi'en made a sound, but didn't do anything else.Jiang Mingliu looked at his expression, then sneaked closer.

However, his right arm was injured after all, and he didn't even dare to lift his hand, so he turned his mind to the left.

He pretended to move back, Yao Yi stretched his legs, and was playing with his mobile phone with his arms propped up. He glanced at the screen, the light was a little bright, as if he was reading a novel, and he looked very serious—anyway, Yao Yi was not in trouble. No Xu looked very serious.

Jiang Mingliu quietly crawled to the other side, and was about to make trouble for him, but his eyes caught something——

He grabbed Yao Yi's arm in amazement, and Yao Yi subconsciously resisted his strength. Before he could cover it, Jiang Mingliu pushed his sleeve up, shocked: "What are you?!"

Yao Yi's tone was as usual, so calm that he almost deceived himself: "Scar, haven't you seen it?"

Jiang Mingliu didn't know how to describe it: "How can there be such a—"

Yao Yi forcefully opened his fingers and let the sleeve cover back.

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