The end of the world has laid hands on me

"Don't like Zheng Yi?" Fu Yan pressed his head and shook it.

"No." Jiang Xinghuai shrugged, bent down and ducked under his arm.

The room is small, with a bunk bed and a workbench.

"Do you sleep on the top or the bottom?" Fu Yan put the backpacks of the two on the workbench.

"Up." Jiang Xinghuai pushed open the bathroom door, turned around and came out again, "Very good."

"What's good." Fu Yan stood there watching him sniffing around like a puppy, thinking it was funny.

"Everything is fine." Jiang Xinghuai lay on his back on the bed, rolled over and commented, "The bed is a bit hard, and the bones are broken."

"You are too thin." Fu Yan tidied up his things, looked back, his eyes stopped.

Jiang Xinghuai stretched his arms upwards, and the hem of the sweater was pulled up, exposing a large part of his waist.

"If you are fat, the resistance to jumping from the building is high." Jiang Xinghuai rolled on the bed again.

Fu Yan bent down and pulled off his clothes, "This clothes is too short, don't wear it in the future."

"Is it short?" Jiang Xinghuai sat up, lowered his head and tugged at his clothes in doubt, and then thought of something, he was happy, and stretched his legs to show Fu Yan, "I have a long body, look how long these legs are, isn't the clothes short?" Is it normal, I can't always be 175."

"175 is not short." Fu Yan smiled.

"Don't laugh if you're not short." Jiang Xinghuai rolled his eyes, thought for a while and couldn't help asking, "Are you really taller than me in junior high school?"

Fu Yan smiled, just looked at him like that, and didn't speak.

"Okay, I see." Jiang Xinghuai closed his eyes and lay down again.

After resting for a while, the two tidied up the room together.

Fu Yan swept and mopped the floor and cleaned the room.

Jiang Xinghuai just placed things.

In fact, there is nothing to display, the two of them only have clothes in their backpacks besides food.

There were not many clothes, so Jiang Xinghuai hung them up and put them in the closet in no time.

There are clear divisions in the small wardrobe, with neat suits and shirts on one side, and casual loose T-shirts and ripped jeans on the other.

Jiang Xinghuai frowned and looked dissatisfied. After thinking for a while, he pulled his clothes and pasted them to Fu Yan.

That's enough.

As soon as the room was tidied up, there was a knock on the door, and Zheng Yi's voice came over: "Fu Yan, it's time to eat."

"Don't call Aunt Zheng Yi when you go out later." Fu Yan whispered to him.

"Got it—" Jiang Xinghuai buried his head in the square tofu quilt, his voice was very long.

If Zheng Yi hadn't kept emphasizing not to call him uncle, he wouldn't call him aunt either.

"Get up." Fu Yan pulled him with a smile.

The cafeteria was quite far from their building. Walking there was a straight road with tall and prosperous poplar trees planted on both sides of the road.

There are not too many people on the road now, and they probably have already arrived at the cafeteria.

Zheng Yi and Fu Yan started talking again that he didn't understand.

Jiang Xinghuai was originally walking beside Fu Yan, but he simply took a few steps back after a while.

Zheng Yi took off his white coat over his suit, so the two of them were both wearing slim suits, and they looked like they were on the same road.

He stood beside him out of place.

And he couldn't understand a word they said, making him seem mentally retarded.

And does Zheng Yi have to squeeze and talk like this?The arms are almost touching.

Hey!what happened!Just talk about things and suddenly laugh or laugh.

Jiang Xinghuai rolled his eyes, but he didn't hold back and didn't squeeze past. He had to figure out which was more important.

He said that he couldn't disturb the business.

To press before, he—

"Cat, cat, come down..."

"Xiao Ran, the tree is too tall, let's go to the front to find Dad."

"No, I'll wait for the cat."

Jiang Xinghuai turned his head and looked over. A mother and daughter were standing by the tree, looking up at the tree.

He looked up following their line of sight, and saw a little yellow kitten shivering tremblingly on a tree branch, unable to get up or down.

The trunk of the poplar tree is straight, and I don't know how such a small cat managed to climb it.

Zheng Yi and Fu Yan in front also stopped.

"That's Academician Qian's daughter." Zheng Yi frowned, "I think the soldiers are keeping order in the cafeteria right now, wait a minute, I'll call—"

"Call Peter Pan." Jiang Xinghuai scratched his sleeves and walked over.

"What?" Zheng Yi was taken aback.

Jiang Xinghuai stopped a few steps away from the tree, beckoning the mother and daughter to get out of the way.

"Be careful." Fu Yan also went over and looked up at Shu Gao.

"Small idea." Jiang Xinghuai took a step back, bent over, and sprinted out with a groan.

Jiang Xinghuai was the best at short-distance bursts. He kicked his feet and grabbed the branches for support. He suddenly jumped a few meters higher, moved several times, and went straight up the tree in less than a second.

Zheng Yi was amazed.

"Come here." Jiang Xinghuai stretched out his hand to reach the kitten lying on the tip of the branch.

The little milk cat kept meowing, but didn't crawl towards him.

The branches of the poplar tree were few and thin, and he couldn't get through the side where the cat was lying, and the branches would have to be broken in the past.

He yelled again, and the kitten couldn't stop meowing, it couldn't stop meowing, right?

Jiang Xing was bored, and was about to climb up again.

"Jiang Xinghuai! We can't pass!" Fu Yan shouted from under the tree.

Jiang Xinghuai sighed and stopped.

The kitten was still meowing.

"Call you uncle! Love can't come over, but can't come down!" Jiang Xing shouted angrily.

The little milk cat stopped meowing, and was stunned for a while, not knowing whether it understood or was frightened, it really moved over slowly.

Jiang Xinghuai immediately hooked the cat's limp waist, wrapped it in his arms, and jumped off the tree.

"Thank you brother." The woman smiled and pushed the little girl beside her.

"Thank you brother." The little girl said in a childish voice.

"Thank you, hurry up and take it." Jiang Xinghuai handed the cat forward, "Don't lose it again, you can't pick it up every time."

"Yes." The little girl agreed seriously.

After Jiang Xinghuai turned around with a stinky face, he immediately changed his expression, he was so frightened, and it was written all over his face, come and praise me.

"It's so powerful." Fu Yanfei boasted quickly.

"That must be powerful." Jiang Xinghuai raised his chin.

"It's really powerful. It scared me, and I went up immediately." Zheng Yi asked with a smile.

Jiang Xinghuai was even more proud when he heard the words, and swept away the frustration of not being able to understand the two people's words before, he waved his hands and said, "No, no, and it's not very powerful."

Fu Yan laughed. He estimated that if Jiang Xinghuai had a tail behind his butt, he would have turned into a propeller by now.

"It's nothing, it was even better when I jumped off the roof last time." Jiang Xinghuai started to show off to Zheng Yi.

"I think it's even stronger this time." Fu Yan frowned and pretended to be serious, "How about such a tall tree."

"It's okay, it's not very high. I've climbed higher." Jiang Xinghuai was so flattered by the praise.

Just when Fu Yan wanted to ask him what he climbed to, he opened his mouth and coughed a few times.

"Do you have a cold?" Zheng Yi asked.

"I had a cold before, and I haven't recovered yet." Fu Yan coughed twice again.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Xinghuai frowned at him, then reached out and touched his forehead, "Why are you coughing again?"

"It's okay, just go back and take the medicine." Fu Yan comforted him, "Don't worry."

"But the medicine is in the car." Jiang Xinghuai stopped in his tracks, a little anxious, "Our car, Lei Pengtao, drove away, and it hasn't been returned to us yet. What should we do? Is there any medicine here?"

"The things in your car need to be inspected, and you can claim them tomorrow." After Zheng Yi explained, he turned his head to look at Fu Yan, "I have cold medicine in my workshop, and you can go get it with me after dinner. I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Fu Yan nodded.

What's the matter, wouldn't it be better if you have a cold and drink more hot water?

Jiang Xinghuai changed his mind capriciously, and stared at the back of Fu Yan's head, then at Zheng Yi.

Still have something to say?What to say, what is there to say on the big night?

Jiang Xinghuai felt unwell, and he lost his appetite to eat, let alone after eating.

It was getting dark now, Jiang Xinghuai kicked the pebbles on the road while walking.

Kicked all the way to the outside of the building.

"Then you go up first, do you remember where the room is?" Fu Yan lowered his head and asked him.

"En." Jiang Xinghuai nodded.

"Go back and take a shower first, I should be back after washing." Fu Yan felt uneasy after speaking, "Forget it, I'll send you up first."

"No need." Jiang Xinghuai stepped on the broken stones, turned and left without looking back.

He walked quickly, rushed to the fourth floor without panting, and reached the door of the room with his neck stuck.

He opened the door with a move of Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon, and then closed the door with another move of Taijiquan.

That's it, the gas is not over yet.

In order to divert this inexplicable anger, Jiang Xinghuai grabbed the railing of the upper bunk and did dozens of pull-ups.

No, what must be said at night?Also alone?

It might be about research.

Then why can't we say it tomorrow morning?

May be in a hurry.

Then why don't you talk about it when you eat?

Yes, obviously a lot of time can be said, why did Zheng Yi insist on talking to Fu Yan at night.

There is a problem, there is definitely a problem, there is a problem!

Panting for breath, Jiang Xinghuai stopped the crazy pull-ups, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and fell on Fu Yan's bed.

Rolled around, went to the closet to pull out the clothes, and ran to take a shower.

Fu Yan said that he would come back after taking a shower, and he had to finish it quickly, and then ask Fu Yan what he said to Zheng Yi.

After taking a shower, Jiang Xinghuai stepped out of the bathroom, but Fu Yan did not come back.

"Liar." Jiang Xinghuai cursed in a low voice, and then glanced at the time, it was already 07:30.

He rolled around on Fu Yan's bed again, and climbed onto the top bunk only after rolling messily.

The door of the room can be seen directly from the upper bunk. He rested his chin and stared at the door without blinking.

It was already nine o'clock when Fu Yan came out of Zheng Yi's workshop.

When I returned to the dormitory room, it was already past nine o'clock, and the lights in the room were not turned off, which should have been specially reserved for him.

He carefully opened the door and went in, then slowly approached the bed and looked at the upper bunk.

Jiang Xinghuai fell asleep on his stomach, with one face pressed against the pillow, and the way he slept with his eyes closed was even more childish and well-behaved.

However, half of the quilt fell off, only covering his legs, and Jiang Xinghuai was only wearing a pair of underwear with Spiderman on it.

Fu Yan smiled, stepped on the stairs, stretched out his hand and carefully pulled the quilt on him.

Jiang Xinghuai rubbed his cheek against the pillow, his eyelashes fluttered, but he didn't wake up.

Fu Yan felt his heart soften for a while, like cotton candy, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his face.

"Uncle." Jiang Xinghuai said.

"Huh?" Fu Yan quickly withdrew his hand, "Are you awake?"

"Didn't sleep." Jiang Xinghuai opened his eyes as he said.

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Xinghuai's black and white eyes, and felt that the fingers retracted by his legs began to go numb. He stretched his palms, then clenched them again, and repeated several times before he said, "It's late, go to bed early."

"Why did you come back? It's past nine o'clock." Jiang Xinghuai said.

"I talked to Zheng Yi about something." Fu Yan replied simply.

Jiang Xinghuai looked at him silently, then sat up suddenly, and the quilt slipped off.

Fu Yan looked away.

"Uncle, does he still like you?" Jiang Xinghuai asked suddenly.

Fu Yan was taken aback for a moment, but soon realized that Jiang Xinghuai was referring to Zheng Yi.

"Then do you like him?" Jiang Xinghuai asked again without waiting for his answer.

"I don't like it." Fu Yan answered quickly this time.

Jiang Xinghuai bit her lip, and her voice became lower: "Then who do you like?"