My crush wants to make the same mistakes with me after rebirth

"咚咚-"

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Jiang Zhuo stroked his hair, put down his phone and got up to open the door, and couldn't help but mutter: "I don't have a key..."

However, it was Zhu Wen who opened the door and entered.

I saw him holding a big durian in his hand and kept looking in, "Huh? The lights are about to turn off, and our classmate Xiao Xie hasn't come back yet?"

Jiang Zhuo frowned and gave a "tsk", stretched out his hand to cover his nose and said, "I don't know how to hide it when I eat shit."

"I'm here to seduce Xiao Xie..." Zhu asked with a smile, "Who knows he hasn't come back yet."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but look at Xie Jue's bed, then picked up the key, got up and walked out.

"Why go! Is it so stinky!" Zhu Wen shouted aggrievedly.

There are five roads from the teaching building to the dormitory, but Xie Jue always walks along the road to Fountain Square.

So Jiang Zhuo walked over there without hesitation.

Not long after, he saw six or seven people standing in the distance not far away, and when he got closer, he could still hear Jiang Zhenwei's loud voice.

"The group of idiots still say what to say about a group of Xie Jue, one is rich, and the other is Jiang Zhuo, I bah, they are all fucking fools."

"Wrong." Jiang Zhuo's voice came out of nowhere, and the group of people were so frightened that their backs were sweating coldly, and they turned back to look at him in horror.

I saw him continue to say with a somewhat unfriendly expression: "The first is Jiang Zhuo, and the second is rich."

Obviously Jiang Zhuo just put his hands in his pockets lazily, and he was still wearing black flip flops, but the few people who were still full of arrogance just now immediately died down.

Jiang Zhuo looked past them and landed on Xie Jue, who was sitting on the ground behind him, his complexion suddenly changed a little, and immediately raised his fist and swung it at Jiang Zhenwei's fat face without saying a word.

The fat man couldn't stand it at all, he staggered a few steps and then fell to the ground. After recovering, he covered his face and said bitterly: "Brother Zhuo... didn't hit him, he fell down by himself."

Hearing this, Xie Jue said angrily, "How can you do this if you don't fucking mess with me?"

"Oh brother, can you stop using the word 'engage'?" Jiang Zhenwei said anxiously.

Jiang Zhuo didn't bother to talk to him at all, he just gave him a cold look.

Jiang Zhenwei didn't dare to flatter, turned around and ran towards the dormitory.

In the end, there were only the two of them left in the darkness.

Xie Jue's forehead was covered with sweat, he gritted his teeth, reached out and pressed his ankle, struggling hard to stand up, but fell back to the original place after grinning his teeth in pain.

It's over, it's over... He looked down at his swollen and purple ankle, and then looked up at Jiang Zhuo, who was looking down at him with his hands in his pockets.

Hey, it's all over... I'm afraid I have to crawl back to the dormitory... He thought to himself.

However, at this moment, Jiang Zhuo crouched in front of him.

Seeing that Xie Jue was in a daze, he urged: "Hurry up, the lights are going to be turned off."

Fuck... As Xie Jue slowly lay on Jiang Zhuo's back, he couldn't help thinking, if Jiang Zhuo had been so gentle to him before, even if he really died in a car accident, he probably wouldn't have anything to complain about.

"Is it that painful?" Jiang Zhuo asked suddenly.

Xie Jue sniffed, and replied with a strong nasal voice: "It doesn't hurt."

"Then why are you crying?" Jiang Zhuo asked again.

What are you crying for...of course it's crying that the patience and suffering of the past few days have all been in vain, of course it's crying that I have no spine.

However, Xie Jue couldn't even utter half a word of these words, he just buried his head in Jiang Zhuo's neck and wept.

The color of the leaves of the ginkgo trees on the side of the road gradually darkened as the light weakened, but a few fallen leaves rustled down, gradually revealing the original golden yellow under the light.

Jiang Zhuo carried him on his back like this and walked through the yellow carpet made of ginkgo leaves.

After returning to the dormitory, he first threw Xie Jue on the bed, "I'll go to the infirmary tomorrow."

Xie Jue nodded, although he lowered his head, he could feel that Jiang Zhuo's eyes were on him, and his ears felt hot from being stared at.

"Were you afraid when you were alone just now?" Jiang Zhuo's voice was flat, and his tone was flat, but he didn't have the usual indifference that seemed to reject people thousands of miles away.

Although it's not that I haven't fought since I was a child, it doesn't feel good to be surrounded by five or six vicious and unreasonable guys.

He pursed his lips, if he said he was afraid it would seem to be showing weakness, if he said he was not afraid it would be like showing strength.

"Xie Jue, I'm not telling you to bow your head." Jiang Zhuo lowered his voice slightly, "I'm asking you if you're afraid."

"I'm afraid..." He had no choice but to reply frankly.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo was silent for a while, but suddenly changed the topic to something else, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning, ask Zhu Wen to buy it for you."

"...Oh." He replied in a low voice.

After waking up the next morning, Xie Jue stared blankly at his swollen ankle like a small hill, feeling extremely hopeless in his heart.

The foot hadn't touched the ground yet, and just moving it a few times made his nose sore.

After struggling to wash up, he sat back on the bed in a daze.

Jiang Zhuo didn't know what was wrong, he took a shower early in the morning, wiped his hair perfunctorily with a towel, and then squatted in front of him, "Come up."

There was no one there last night, and naturally there was nothing to be ashamed of, but now if you look out the window, there are people on every road...

"Wang Huhu is in class today." Jiang Zhuo said lightly.

Having said that, Xie Jue could not wait to fly directly into the classroom, and he didn't care about the embarrassment, so he immediately obediently lay on Jiang Zhuo's back.

Along the way, Xie Jue lowered his head firmly, his breath mixed with the occasional drops of water dripping from Jiang Zhuo's hair wet his neck, and his eyes fell on his Adam's apple.

Even so, Xie Jue has already seen several mobile phones in the crowd passing by, and some people are even so arrogant that they can't turn off the flash to take a sneak shot, so he simply stopped covering his face and just followed them around. .

The news in the Internet age seems to have given birth to wings, and the photo of Jiang Zhuo carrying him on his back has been widely spread during the time he just walked the distance from the dormitory to the classroom.

Xie Jue was reading the news while eating the hot breakfast that Zhu Wen helped to bring, Mao Feng, a professional gossip player, immediately picked up the news.

[Mao Feng]: Comrade Xie Jue, have you reconciled with Jiang Zhuo?

reconcile?Even Xie Jue couldn't help but ponder for a moment, whether this counts as reconciliation...

[Xie Jue]: Alright... Alright.

No matter what, for this matter, he was really grateful to Jiang Zhuo.

[Mao Feng]: That's fine.Now only Yan Shou and Jiang Zhuo are left in the accompaniment group...

Only two left?No wonder the frequency of knocking on the window was exceptionally high this morning.

It's a pity that Lin Qiuyu and I are not in the same campus, and the Top Ten Singers competition has never had the possibility of cross-campus teams.

After all, which campus the champion belongs to is also a highlight of this competition.

At this moment, classmate Wang Ying approached and said, "Xie Jue, have you filled out your registration form yet? It will be handed in this afternoon."

"No." Xie Jue still had a mouthful of brown sugar rice cake stuffed in his mouth.

"Not yet?" Wang Ying said in surprise, "Then remember to leave it to me at noon."

He nodded immediately, "Okay."

The brown sugar rice cake in his mouth suddenly tasted bad... Xie Jue looked down at his registration form, the teammate information column was completely blank.

Either...or give up this time...

"Thank you." Jiang Zhuo suddenly shouted.

So Xie Jue turned his head to meet his eyes.

I saw him lazily resting his chin in one hand and looking back, "Erhu or piano, choose one."

This is the first time he has set himself as an option, and handed over the power of choice to Xie Jue.

It was also because it was the first time, Xie Jue always felt that if he refused, there might never be a next time.

Jiang Zhuo's sweet dates are always given just right and at the right time.

He continued to chew on the brown sugar rice cake in his mouth, feeling the sweetness gradually spread from the tip of his tongue, he still didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Zhuo slowly withdrew his gaze, picked up his water glass and took a sip seemingly casually.

The rice cake was finally swallowed, as if a matter of heart had just been left behind.

Xie Jue stretched out his hand and gently tugged at his sleeve, then handed over his registration form, "I choose you."

If you can avoid the violent joy, naturally there will be no grief.

But if grief is unavoidable, why bother with joy?

He thought, even if he had to live again, he should let nature take its course.

No matter what kind of girl Jiang Zhuo will fall in love with in the future, at least he is the one who takes the lead, so it should be understandable to play tricks very occasionally now.

After filling out the information, Jiang Zhuo didn't return the form to him, but got up and handed it to Wang Ying.

When he came back, the bell for the end of morning reading happened to ring.

"Go to the school doctor's office?" Jiang Zhuo asked him condescendingly.

Xie Jue looked up at the class schedule. There was no self-study class in the whole morning. The first class was his weakest math class. "No, you won't be able to get into Qingda University with a score of 20 on the math test. Let's wait until noon."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Zhuo did not object.

As far as his grades are concerned, he really should listen to the class well. Anyway, as long as he sits properly, there is nothing wrong.

However, after two classes, Xie Jue gently tugged Jiang Zhuo's sleeve, and said softly with a smile, "That...I..."

Jiang Zhuo thought that he just didn't understand the lesson, so he kept turning the pen in his hand, and explained casually: "The fluorine element has both oxidizing and reducing properties."

Regardless of whether it can be oxidized or restored, Xie Jue gritted his teeth lightly, "No...I want...to go to the toilet."

"..." The pen finally fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhuo looked down at his ankle. Of course, the bruise didn't mean to go away at all, and it seemed to be a little more serious. "Can you stand?"

This is also Xie Juechou's question, "I don't know..."

Anyway, I almost knelt on a chair in the morning and brushed my teeth.

"Then... want me to help you?" Jiang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Fuck... that picture is almost unbearable...

I never expected that my extraordinarily nonsensical classical Chinese translation two days ago would now be brought out again to make up for it.