custom rival

After class, Xi Zhikong sat on his seat and continued to enlighten.

Jiang Yan abducted him with her hand, leaned close to him and whispered in his ear: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Why don't you take a leave of absence from the next experimental class, and I will accompany you to the cafeteria to eat?"

He was thinking about why he saw Shu Jiyue sitting in the seat he let Jiang Yan occupy yesterday, but today this seat is his own.And Shu Jiyue sat in the seat she had randomly occupied yesterday.

He Xing's expression next to him also looked strange beyond words.

——He wouldn't have woken up and traveled to a parallel universe, everything is heading towards...

He had imagined, but the reality is bound to go in the direction that it is impossible to develop like that?

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then asked again: "Huh? Are you going?"

Xi Zhikong nodded, but it was not an act authorized by his own brain.Why his body reacted faster than his brain, he asked himself for days.

"I'll go and tell Jiang Zhehui, you wait for me first." Jiang Yan got up and patted him, then walked towards Jiang Zhehui.

Xi Zhikong stared blankly at his figure, completely confused by his white shirt and black trousers - he quickly shook his head, lying on the table to torture his not very firm soul.

It's a rival in love, it's a rival in love, if you say it a hundred times silently, you're a rival in love.

He raised his head, and the "rival in love" Jiang Yan came back, from the second table to their penultimate table, all the way they walked were watching him tenderly.

Could it be that Jiang Yan is sick.Or where to get some unconventional means to "deal" with yourself?

Otherwise, don't "compete" with him.Xi Zhikong thought.

Jiang Yan walked to the table and tapped on it: "Let's go, now is the right time."

Not good at all, too bad.

Xi Zhikong didn't know how to describe the turmoil in his heart. If he asked Jiang Yan face to face what he wanted to do, what if that person really said something that would have a huge impact on the current relationship between the two?

When he got up, his throat was so dry, he reached for the thermos cup and found that he forgot to fill it with water in a hurry to go out.Jiang Yan immediately took his own cup, opened it and handed it to him, saying, "Drink mine."

What are you doing drinking yours? Doesn't that mean indirect? I don't—why did I really drink it? !

Xi Zhikong reached out to take the cup and put it to his mouth, raised his head and took several sips. It was only when he swallowed that he realized that he obviously wanted to refuse.But why is he drinking Jiang Yan's water glass like this now!Could it be that the process of pouring from one cup into another was made up by his brain? !

He didn't say a word the whole time, and went to the cafeteria with Jiang Yan in a daze, went to the breakfast window to buy a portion of noodles, and sat down at a random place with it.

As soon as he picked up a sandwich and took a bite, he looked up and saw Jiang Yan's strange yet familiar eyes.

Jiang Yan looked at him like that again, and he felt very bad.

"Well, Jiang...Jiang Yan, you—" He swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said in a low voice, "Don't always look at me like this."

"Why?"

Why, Jiang Yan asked why, not anything else.

Xi Zhikong thought he would ask "what do I think of you", but he just asked why.

He wanted to seriously remind Jiang Yan not to treat him so vaguely again—not the kind of brother's kindness to his younger brother in the past, but the kindness that caused him to misunderstand now.

After all, he is a crook, and if this continues, something will happen.

Even if two people grew up wearing a pair of trousers and slept in the same bed, maybe even kissed each other when they were younger, that would not be embarrassing.But it's different now. Both of them are sixteen or seventeen years old, and the little emotions in their hearts are the easiest to be teased.

His feelings for Jiang Yan were not particularly pure.

At that time, he wanted to rely on but was afraid of losing, wanted to get closer but was afraid that one day he would be alienated, so he tried to divert this desperate emotion.

Who knew that as soon as he tried to transfer, Jiang Yan would follow and label the two as "rivals in love".

——This is really a very mysterious relationship. If you don't pay attention, it will become a superficial love rivalry and a real jealousy.

He even wrote this kind of rival-turned-lover himself.

He never expected that one day it would happen—— Speaking of this, he clearly thought of a thing that was enough to make him completely incomprehensible.

The "love letter" he wrote to Jiang Yan recently, the more he wrote it, the easier it was.This is also a very dire signal.

It was like an alarm bell ringing in his ears, reminding him that some emotions that were already ready to move in his heart were surging out little by little.

But since Jiang Yan asked why, then he--

"That's right, I'm not used to it..." Just be a little more cowardly, he really didn't dare to ask directly, no matter what kind of reply Jiang Yan gave, he didn't know how to deal with it,

He thought carefully about why he was afraid that Jiang Yan would treat him better and better just because he was crooked.Then how did he find out that he was bent?He has never liked anyone so far.

- It's over.

He thought, this kind of bend is the most deadly, and it is likely to be born, so it is not surprising that he would like Jiang Yan.

Who do you like? !

He shook his hand, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter.

Jiang Yan bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can, got up and brought him another pair, and said with a smile: "What are you doing, you're absent-minded, you don't take food seriously?"

"I'm not sure, it's just..."

Xi Zhikong was listless after eating a bowl of noodles, Jiang Yan wondered what the problem was, and the two walked back to the classroom without saying a word.There were still [-] minutes left before the end of the experimental class. Jiang Yan gave up the seat in the back to Xi Zhikong. He felt a little sleepy after doing his English homework for a while, so he put down his pen and prepared to sleep on the table for a while.

Then he squinted his eyes to look at Xi Zhikong again, and smiled as he watched.

Shu Jiyue handed him a note yesterday, asking him to be more direct.He turned to the outside, quietly took out the crumpled note from his pocket, evened it out and looked at it carefully.The strokes of the word "confession" on the note were also crumpled, just like the worry in his heart was slowly smoothed away by him in his hands.

During class in the afternoon, Xi Zhikong suddenly received a text message from an unfamiliar number. At first he didn't pay attention to it, but when he was about to leave school, he accidentally slid into the text message page, only to realize that it was a message from Zhai Shu.

Zhai Shu said to add him on WeChat to let him pass it.

Jiang Yan packed his schoolbag and saw that he was buried in his head and didn't know what he was doing, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Aren't you going home?"

"Ah, that, if you want to go back, let's go now." Xi Zhikong put his mobile phone into his schoolbag, got up and walked out of the classroom with Jiang Yan.

Along the way, Xi Zhikong was absent-minded again. He walked with his head down and almost bumped into a transformer lying in the middle of the sidewalk. Jiang Yan took his arm and pulled it aside, "Look out."

Only then did Xi Zhikong raise his head to look at the side, tugged at the strap of his schoolbag and said sorry.

Jiang Yan carefully recalled what he did yesterday to make him so abnormal since last night, maybe it was because he had hinted too clearly in the past two days and had any side effects?

If that's the case, what right time and correct way should he choose to confess to him?

When he arrived downstairs at Jiang Yan's house, Xi Zhikong told him that he would see you tomorrow, then left with his head buried.

Late autumn is about to enter winter, the sky gets dark early, and the street lights come on early, Jiang Yan stood at the corner of the stairs for a while, the street lights above his head turned on and off, his eyes became deeper and deeper in the darkness.

It was only when Shu Jiyue's phone call came in that he realized that his legs were sore from looking at the direction Xi Zhikong was leaving.I have to say that this call came at a very timely time, Jiang Yan had accumulated a lot of questions to ask him in the past [-] minutes.

And Shu Jiyue's phone call to find him was not a serious matter, the background sound was noisy, and the moment he opened his mouth, he asked Jiang Yan to go to a nearby bar.

He had drunk at the Jiujiang Banquet, but he had never been in this bar.It's not that the bar is something terrible or that you should never go there, but for "simple" underage students like them, it is really too complicated a place.

Jiang Wen was not there at night, and Lian Guangji dragged her home with a shameless face, saying that Grandma Jiang Yan missed her so much that she had to see her, warmed up Jiang Yan's food, and left.Jiang Yan went home and grabbed a few bites of food in a hurry, changed his clothes, grabbed the key and went out.

Shu Jiyue told him to dress "mature". He didn't really have any idea. He wore a suit that he seldom wears. Now he stood at the entrance of the bar and took a look through the reflective floor-to-ceiling glass. This——

Isn't this a bit too mature, why does it still look a little wavy?Jiang Wen had forgotten exactly when he bought this outfit. The A-shoulder light blue denim jacket was covered with a white and yellow T-shirt, and Harlan's ripped slacks. Blue and white sneakers.

It looked quite serious on its own, but when he put it on, he showed a little ruffian, and he didn't understand why it was like this.

The jingle bells next to it rang, and Jiang Yan turned his head to see that there were several strings of wind chimes hanging on the door—this bar is called wind chimes, and the jingle of wind chimes is quite appropriate at this time.

Standing at the door, he called Shu Jiyue, and Shu Jiyue picked it up and asked him to go inside.

He held the phone and took a deep breath.

Jiang Yan had never been in a bar before, and he thought that he might be in a hurry when encountering Xi Zhikong's affairs. At this moment, there was a big word "push" written on the door, and he just pushed aside for a long time and couldn't open the door. .

With a slam, the door was pulled open from the inside, and a person pushed him away, covered his mouth, and ran to the side of the road to vomit.He turned his head to see the writing on the door, and said to himself, "Ah... so it was pushed away..."

Dim and confused lights were flickering above his head, and there were all kinds of mixed shadows under his feet. Jiang Yan carefully avoided the people passing by. Occasionally, a few drunk people couldn't avoid running into him, and he also apologized seriously to the other party.

It can be regarded as a bumpy journey to Shu Jiyue's booth.