My brother pheromone smells so good

I didn't ask any more questions.

**

A week goes by quickly, and studying alone takes up most of the time in school, and even rehearsals are almost all out of homework time.

Shen Xingsu frowned and looked at the people on the central stage of the auditorium, they were walking for the second time.

He was still dissatisfied, but in this limited time, this was considered excellent.

But Shen Xingsu still felt bad, always felt that something was wrong.

But now I can't practice any more, it's already Friday night, if the practice is later, some students will not be able to go home in time.

Just halfway through the practice, in the scene, Xie Yang was about to push the person standing by the river to play, when Shen Xingsu yelled to stop.

"Let's get here first, it's too late." The script in Shen Xingsu's hand had already been rolled into a ball, and he tapped it gently.

The people on the stage who had been exhausted for a long time sat down, fanning their farts with their hands to use up the wind.

Lu Min wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked down the stage, and said in a anxious tone, "Shen Xingsu, didn't that work just now?"

Shen Xingsu shook his head, he was more anxious than anyone else, he always felt that he was almost meaningless, but he couldn't find out what was wrong.

Xie Yang walked down while holding his collar to dissipate the heat, followed by Jin Ci, both of them were extremely hot, but Xie Yang still sweated more.

With the script in his hand, Xie Yang tapped Shen Xingsu on the head lightly, "Don't think too much, you still have time in the next two days, slowly find the reason."

Shen Xingsu looked resentful, and his tone was rather sad, "To put it lightly, how can there be two full days? Don't do your homework?"

"Can't you finish writing today?" Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, took the water handed over by Jinci next to him, unscrewed it and took a sip.

Jin Ci paused for a moment, looked at the water in his other hand, "You took it wrong."

Xie Yang looked at Jin Ci's calm eyes, calmly swallowed the water in his mouth, and returned the water bottle to Jin Ci, "Is there a difference? They all look the same."

Jin Ci pursed his lips and did not speak.

Lu Min, who was listening for a while, came over and interjected again, "It's getting dark now, and it's too late to go back. Where's the time to finish my homework today?"

"Staying up late will cause sudden death!" Yao Yu added.

Xie Yang pondered for a while, and was about to speak, when Jin Ci had already answered for him, his tone was always unemotional and cold, "Does it take so much time to do homework?"

"...ordinary people need it." Lu Ming nodded silently.

Jin Ci: "Trouble."

Xie Yang smiled for a while, thought for a while and said, "How about this, you can do as much as you can when you go home at night. If it's really not good, you can do it again when you come to rehearse tomorrow."

"Then I might as well choose to stay up late tonight and do my homework while rehearsing. I'm afraid I will read out a mathematical formula." Lu Min said quietly.

Xie Yang suddenly turned his head and glanced at Jin Ci. The moment he met his gaze, Jin Ci knew what Xie Yang was going to ask, and he said gently, "Yes."

"At night, Jin Ci and I will be here all the time, if you don't know what to do, just ask." Xie Yang walked back after speaking, picked up the schoolbag thrown on the seat and put it on his back, turned around and waved goodbye.

**

Jin Ci opened his own door and looked at the door, Xie Yang who was wearing short-sleeved shorts holding a book in his hand and still biting milk.

"Rang Rang?" Xie Yang bit the side of the milk bag, and his words were a little unclear.

Jin Ci's hand was still on the doorknob, and he didn't seem to want to get out of the way. He suddenly leaned against the door and blocked the last gap.Jin Ci was still wearing long, loose pajamas, the buttons were still buttoned up neatly, and the seams were tightly fitted without revealing anything.

But just leaning halfway against the door like this, it makes people see a little laziness.

Anyway, Xie Yang thought so, even if he thought about it for a moment, he still cast aside whether his eyes were broken.

"So, why did you come to my room?" Jin Ci was leaning halfway by the door, his eyes were set against the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead, and they were even more profound, and he could not see his emotions or even his thoughts.

But in reality, his eyes fell on the milk bag that Xie Yang was biting.

The author has something to say: Thank you!

Xie Yang: promote feelings

☆, brother

"Brother." Xie Yang bit the milk, his voice was a little careless, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

The hazy and hazy tones are more capable of rushing into people's hearts than clear and clear voices.

Jin Ci gripped the doorknob tightly, and then stepped aside.

Xie Yang didn't dare to laugh too much, the milk he was biting in his mouth would fall out, so he slightly bent the corners of his mouth, with a little smile on his brows.

Just like last time, he went in with the book in his hand, and then naturally sat down on the chair already placed beside Jin Ci.

Jin Ci closed the door, walked over and sat down naturally, then took a bag of small biscuits from the drawer and put them beside Xie Yang, which was exactly the same as the one Xie Yang found on the dining table at that time.

Xie Yang bit the milk and drank it one bite at a time. He looked at Jin Ci's outstretched hand, and then at the biscuit next to him. He paused for a moment while writing on his hand, then turned his head and continued to write.

Jin Ci didn't say anything, put the biscuit next to Xie Yang and started studying.

The room was quiet, only the sound of the two writing on the books, and the sound of slow breathing.

The air conditioner in Jin Ci's room was not turned on too low, but the location of the air conditioner was not very good. It was directly facing the side of the desk. After blowing it for a long time, it became very cold.

Xie Yang didn't feel it before, but when his words became more and more trembling and his back was covered in cold sweat, he sneezed silently.

Throwing the pen in his hand on the table, he didn't know where he was wrong, so he turned his head and poked Jin Ci who was sitting quietly next to him, "Brother, I'm cold."

Jin Ci glanced sideways at Xie Yang, got up and picked up the remote control on the bed to increase the temperature, turned the wind up, and was about to walk back, after thinking for a while, he found a black coat from the closet and came out .

When he came over, he put his hands on Xie Yang's body casually, but the words in his mouth were not forgiving, "Don't you know how to wear clothes?"

"..." Xie Yang regretted it when he just said that sentence. He belatedly wanted to go back to his room to get a dress and put it on, but Jin Ci moved faster than him, almost as soon as he said it. After speaking, he stood up.

He originally thought that Jin Ci would give him an indifferent look, turn his head, and then ignore it.

As a result, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned up, and the clothes were brought over.

"Thank you bro." Xie Yang stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth, biting the biscuit as a thank you.

The sound of the biscuits being crushed was accompanied by the sound of thanks. I don't know if it was insincere or trying to cover up something.

"Yeah." Jin Ci lowered his head and looked down, his eyes fell on the unfinished homework again.

**

At eleven forty-six, the homework was finally finished.

Xie Yang stretched his sore arms, stood up and stretched his body, then sat back down again.

The whole body was curled up in the chair, Erlang's legs were crossed, his hands were weakly folded together, and he slumped in the chair involuntarily.

No serious sitting.

Xie Yang was paralyzed for a few minutes before he got up and lay down on the table, with the finished homework under his hands.

"Yes, answer?" Xie Yang nodded, and asked Jin Ci.

Jin Ci took a sip of water and was about to answer when the world bell rang at an inappropriate time.

"Answer the phone." Jin Ci frowned slightly, looking at Xie Yang's cell phone that lit up on the table.

Xie Yang said "Oh", lazily picked up the phone, glanced at it, it was Lu Min's wechat call, and the name clearly showed Lu Min's nickname that has not changed for thousands of years - Little Sun of Red Flower.

I don't know which kindergarten it came from.

Xie Yang picked it up, but before he could say anything, it was Lu Min's complaining voice, "I promised to be here all night, so why don't you just come to ask?"

"Isn't this here? As soon as you called, I answered the call?" Xie Yang's voice was filled with a deep smile. I wonder if he was in a particularly good mood tonight.

"Fart, you don't even read the messages if I don't call!"

Xie Yang pressed the speakerphone, and went to check the messages on the phone. There were a dozen or so messages from Lu Min, and there were three or two verification messages.

"..." Okay, I didn't read it, and I didn't reply.

Xie Yang quickly flipped through the messages, and then clicked on the verification message of invitation to join the group and agreed, "I just finished my homework and didn't pay attention, why don't you come back now? Are you all listening in the group?"

Lu Min wasn't really angry, he responded randomly, and asked Xie Yang to quickly start a video chat in the group.

Then she hung up the phone.

Xie Yang pressed the video call button, thought for a while and then turned to Jin Ci, "Are you sleeping now? If I'm going to sleep, I'll go back to my room."

"Don't sleep." Jin Ci flipped through another book from above the desk, held it in his hand, and flipped through it quietly.

"Then will I disturb you when I talk about the topic later?" Xie Yang turned off the mute, so that his voice will not be heard by the other side of the video call for the time being.

Jin Ci tilted his head to look at Xie Yang, and just said, "Don't record me."

Xie Yang immediately turned the camera on, facing the pile of books on the table, "Okay."

**

Xie Yang didn't have any special methods for his lectures, they all talked about the law-abiding method.

Whichever question is asked by many people, I will talk about that question first. Seeing that the person who asks the question is still thinking well, and after explaining the standard practice, I will chat privately to provide another way.

After a few questions, Xie Yang felt that his mouth was dry, and if he said a word more, his throat would feel uncomfortable.

After talking about this question, Xie Yang stopped, covered his movements, raised his hand to press his throat, and immediately let go, then read the next question they asked in the news.

Jin Ci put down the book, took the water glass by the table, walked around behind Xie Yang, opened the door and went downstairs.

Xie Yang's cell phone was facing just below his shoulder, so Jin Ci walked past him and was naturally seen.

"Hey, is that God Jin? Just walked past Brother Yang?"

"Hey, are they in the same room?"

Xie Yang paused while writing the steps, and then continued to write as if nothing had happened, "Is there anything strange about doing homework in the same room?"

"No, it's still so late..." It's a little strange, and Brother Yang, haven't you finished your homework?Shouldn't you be alone in your room when you give us a lecture? ?

"Then is this Brother Yang's room or God Jin?" Shen Xingsu moved the camera closer, trying to see the layout of the room clearly through a little gap.

After Xie Yang finished reading a summary of the topic, just as he was about to answer, Jin Ci, who got the hot water, opened the half-closed door and came in.

Shen Xingsu didn't speak loudly and didn't laugh, Jin Ci just heard it clearly, he put the water next to Xie Yang, and said, "Isn't there a problem?"

Shen Xingsu: "..."

He's here to ask a question, so it's okay to just run around a little?

"It's okay, Xie Yang is going to rest." Jin Ci walked around behind Xie Yang and sat back on the chair.

"..." Okay, is this brotherhood?I'm scared.

Xie Yang held the cup of hot water in his hands and warmed his hands for a while, then unscrewed the lid of the cup and drank in small sips.

The warm water rolled over the throat, instantly soothing the discomfort in the throat, making it much more comfortable.

Shen Xingsu pouted, not daring to speak anymore.

Xie Yang finished drinking the water, then started to write, and continued to talk about the topic that he just didn't finish.

People who had been a little lazy after listening to it for a while, finally became sober while waiting for Xie Yang to drink water.

It's all late at night, and they are all staying up all night doing homework, who is not tired.

And they were just sitting and listening. Xie Yang had been talking for so long, so he must be sleepy and his throat was uncomfortable.

No, my throat should be extremely uncomfortable. I have been rehearsing for a week, and I read more lines than gossip every day.

Everyone listened attentively, and they no longer interrupted or diverted indiscriminately so that they didn't hear clearly. They even discussed in the group, and Xie Yang would not let Xie Yang talk about some questions that others would know. Will do.

In this way, the efficiency of problem-solving has been greatly improved.

In a blink of an eye, there are only two questions left.

Xie Yang drank milk earlier in the evening, and then drank several large glasses of water afterwards, he already felt it after sitting for so long.

Seeing that everyone was still sorting out their thoughts and writing, he got up and ran to the bathroom in Jin Ci's room.

After coming out, he was refreshed, Xie Yang felt that it would be no problem for him to speak five hundred more questions, he cleared his throat and was ready to talk about the next question, he took a closer look and found that he was still sorting out his notes.

Xie Yang flipped through the question just mentioned again, it seems that the difficulty is a bit too big, some thoughts don't hurry up and write it while the memory is still there, and then look at the question again and you won't feel it.

Xie Yang sighed, that's fine.

Since he is still writing, find something else to do.

The small biscuits that Jin Ci put on the side of the book hadn't been finished yet, Xie Yang passed the time, took the biscuits and put them in his hands, counting bites one by one.

The crisp biscuit made a "crack, bang" sound in his mouth, but Xie Yang bit it briskly.

But maybe the room suddenly became quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of him biting a biscuit. The sleepiness that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly returned, and invaded the brain in an instant.

Xie Yang doesn't really stay up late, although Ms. Li often sees the lights in his room turned on all night, what she hears most is the sound of computer games in Xie Yang's room.

But in fact, he didn't play games at night, and he didn't even turn on the computer. The sound was a sound recorded by his mobile phone, and then played repeatedly.

Even the light that was on was turned on with a desk lamp and placed by the door, so that the light could escape from the gap under the door.

If Ms. Li had come in at those times, she would have discovered these clues.

But Ms. Li never came in.

……

Xie Yang scratched his own cheeks a few times, but he didn't take any strength from his hands, and forced his cheeks to turn red.

But he was still sleepy.

But he told himself in his mind that he couldn't sleep, he couldn't be sleepy, he still had two questions to answer, and he had to go back to his room to sleep after finishing the questions.

So he continued to stuff biscuits into his mouth.

If one piece is not enough, then two pieces, if two pieces are not enough, then keep stuffing!

Xie Yang stuffed his mouth full, he was still sleepy apart from the discomfort of holding his mouth.

Xie Yang frowned, barely able to sustain himself, and put the unfinished biscuits back on the table.He crossed his arms with both hands, and leaned back against the back of the chair.

Fighting against sleepiness, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the mobile phone in front of him.

In the end, he moved his mouth a few times, with some broken biscuits in his mouth, tilted his head to the side, knocked lightly on the armrest of the chair, and fell asleep.

Jin Ci: "..."

The author has something to say: Xie Yang is a wonderful person who can fall asleep after drinking milk and biscuits.

little sheep:?That's what my brother gave me. Thank you.

Thank you everyone ~

☆, do not spit

Jin Ci frowned, put down the book in his hand, got up and stood beside Xie Yang.

Stretching out his hand, he helped Xie Yang's head crouching on the armrest, "Xie Yang, sleep on the bed when you're sleepy."

Xie Yang didn't make a sound, but he still felt a little uncomfortable with the crushed biscuit in his mouth.

Jin Ci shook him a few times, Xie Yang frowned, and then tilted his head to the other side, some biscuit crumbs in his mouth fell out along the corner of his slightly opened mouth, and landed on his body.

Jin Ci's face darkened.

Last time I fell asleep with milk in my mouth, and this time I fell asleep with biscuits in my mouth.

Is Xie Yang wishing that something will happen to him when he sleeps?

He supported Xie Yang's head with one hand, not letting Xie Yang lower his head too hard, nor let Xie Yang raise his head, causing the biscuit crumbs in his mouth to fall into his throat and get stuck in his throat.

Then he used his other hand to break off Xie Yang's chair, and moved the chair half a circle, so that Xie Yang was facing Jin Ci.

Jin Ci still supported a little bit of Xie Yang's head, then knelt down on one leg and looked up at Xie Yang's face from below.

Supporting Xie Yang's head with his hand, he moved it slightly to his face, and exerted a little force with his fingers, forcing Xie Yang's mouth to open wider.

Xie Yang felt uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and patted Jin Ci's hand that was covering his mouth, and tilted his head back for a moment, the tiny biscuit crumbs fell into his throat, Xie Yang coughed lightly.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Ci dragged his chin back, lowered his head, and spat out some biscuits.

But that's just some chewed, small pieces of biscuits.

Xie Yang's mouth was still stuffed with unbitten biscuits, which were stuck between the upper and lower jaws, and were softened by the water in his mouth. Pulling his head even lower, the biscuit in his mouth just couldn't come out.

Jin Ci was a little anxious, but he couldn't do it violently.

He sighed lightly, and raised Xie Yang's head a little.

Before Jin Ci pinched the flesh around Xie Yang's mouth, although he felt that it was useless to use much force, he was afraid that Xie Yang's throat would be stuck in the crumbs of the biscuit, so naturally he didn't grasp the strength very well.

Where the force was applied, it was all red.

Lining Xie Yang's sleeping face, it added a different feeling.

Jin Ci's eyes froze for a moment, and his finger felt a little lighter. He raised his other hand, brushed away the broken hair hanging from Xie Yang's forehead, and shook Xie Yang a few times.

The voice in his mouth was especially soft, almost unable to hear Jin Ci's usual indifferent tone.

"Xie Yang, spit out the biscuit in your mouth." Jin Ci said softly.

Xie Yang frowned, half awake, only heard the sound of biscuits and vomited.

He subconsciously shook his head and said, "Don't..."

It was mixed with Shen Xingsu's sudden puzzled "Huh".

Only then did Jin Ci remember the video call that was still on, reached out to mute the phone, and then slammed it on the table vigorously.

Looking back at Xie Yang.

His eyes darkened, he squatted down again, and rubbed his fingers from near Xie Yang's chin to his upper mouth. Using a little force with one hand, he forced Xie Yang's mouth to half open. With the other hand, two slender fingers closed together, It was about to reach into Xie Yang's mouth and take out the half-softened biscuit.

But Xie Yang sobbed a bit at this moment, it seemed that Jin Ci opened his mouth uncontrollably, causing him a slight pain.

What he whispered in his mouth, I don't know if it was deliberate, or it existed in the subconscious.

He put his hand on Jin Ci's hand that opened his mouth, and tugged lightly, which made Jin Ci relax a little bit, and muttered, "My brother gave it to me...don't spit it out."

As if afraid that people might not understand, he repeated, "Don't vomit."

Jin Ci let go of his hand a little, and didn't move for a long time.

He didn't open Xie Yang's mouth until he was sure that Xie Yang was fast asleep again. His thumb rested on Xie Yang's left canine tooth, and his ring finger pressed down on his lower lip, preventing Xie Yang from closing his mouth. .

The fingers of the other hand drove straight in, moved slightly a few times, touched the softened biscuit still stained with moisture, and took it out.

There was slightly sticky water on the biscuits, as did Jin Ci's hands.

And Xie Yang's lips also had a point.It was when Jin Ci pulled out the biscuit from the inside that he left it on top.

For some reason, Jin Ci held the soggy biscuit in his hand and didn't throw it into the trash can at hand for a long time.

He just looked at Xie Yang's words and said seriously, "You didn't vomit, I took it out for you."

After that, he stuffed the biscuit in his hand into the paper, wrapped it inside and out, put it on the table, and didn't throw it into the trash can after all.

Then he went into the bathroom again, took out a clean towel, moistened it with warm water, and wrung it dry.

Take it out, cover Xie Yang's face, wipe off the water and biscuit crumbs on his face.

But when he opened his mouth, he still used some force, the redness around the corner of Xie Yang's mouth disappeared a little, but it was still a bit obvious.

Jin Ci held a wet towel in his hand, and wiped it several times, but it was still useless, so he simply stopped doing it, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xie Yang, trying to put him on the bed and lie down.

Xie Yang took advantage of the situation and lay down on Jin Ci's body, breathing steadily and lightly.

As if afraid of disturbing others.

Jin Ci lowered his eyes and stared blankly for a moment. Xie Yang, who was lying on top of him, put him on the bed, took off his black coat, and covered the air conditioner.

Xie Yang said that he is very obedient, maybe he just said that he is very obedient when he is sleepy.

But he is not too obedient, and kicks the quilt at night.

Standing by the bed, Jin Ci suddenly didn't know what he was going to do. He paused for a while, then turned around to see the phone still upside down on the table, and decided to go over to give a lecture.

He picked up the mobile phone, and put the mobile phone in the same way Xie Yang put it before, and deliberately blocked Xie Yang who was sleeping on the bed behind him, and glanced at the questions that Xie Yang had written down in his notebook.

A cold voice sounded from the video call that hadn't been turned off yet, "I'll talk about the next two."

"Is there a problem?"

The conversation was lively, and the rustling chatter suddenly fell silent, and then there were scattered voices, "No...no!"

Actually, I was horrified in my heart. Could it be that the soft and even patient voice they heard just now was fake?Or are they collectively hallucinating?

No, it doesn't.

I just don't want to tell you.

**

The topic of Jin Ci's lecture was even more simple and rude. He didn't have the patience of Xie Yang, and he didn't even want to say too much.

But he caught the point very accurately, even if he said it very simply, as long as he can think about what Jin Ci said, he can understand the rest by thinking about it.

"Understood?" Jin Ci picked up the water glass by the table and took a sip before remembering that the water glass was given to Xie Yang to drink just now.

After a short pause, he put down the water glass again, not taking another sip.

The person in the video call didn't dare to speak, and just quickly sent "Understood, goodbye Jin Shen" in the chat interface.

Jin Ci glanced at it, didn't ask any more questions, got up and was about to turn off the video call.

A sudden "Brother Yang" sounded from the phone, which became the final words of the video call.

Jin Ci held the phone in his hand and looked back.

Xie Yang sat up.

Xie Yang's white short-sleeved collar was a little too big, and when he sat up, there was a little space in front of him.Falling danglingly.

"Xie Yang?" Jin Ci stood by the desk, did not go over, and called out tentatively.

Xie Yang rubbed his eyes, as if he didn't hear Jin Ci calling him, he got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked in one direction.

But he didn't seem to be looking at the road, he bumped straight into the wall, Xie Yang didn't make a sound in pain, he rubbed the red spot on his forehead with one hand, touched the wall with the other and moved forward, and finally found a door as he wished.

He opened it, went in, touched the sippy cup on the counter next to the mirror with his fingers, and picked it up without thinking.

Squeeze the toothpaste and was about to stuff it in your mouth.

A hand came across from in front of him, firmly grabbed Xie Yang's hand, the toothpaste touched the corner of his mouth, but it didn't get into his mouth after all.

"Xie Yang, are you awake or asleep?" Jin Ci lowered his head and rubbed his chin near Xie Yang's ear bone.

Xie Yang raised his eyes to look in the mirror, his brows were tightly locked together, and after a while he said uncertainly, "I... didn't go back to the room?"

Subconsciously, he couldn't sleep, and then there were two questions left, and then he wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

But he didn't sleep well, he vaguely remembered in his dream that he had eaten a biscuit, and he hadn't sipped it yet, so he got up and wanted to sip it.

but.

Xie Yang lowered his head and looked at the mug and toothbrush in his hand which obviously didn't belong to him. He didn't seem to go back to his room to sleep.

Jin Ci pierced the gap between Xie Yang's fingers with his fingers, and with a little force, he took the toothbrush out of Xie Yang's hand. There was no anger or disgust on his face, he just took the toothbrush under the water and rinsed it.

He took the cup in Xie Yang's hand again, filled the cup with water, and put the toothbrush and toothpaste back.

Xie Yang just stood there in a daze, and moved his fingers a few times near the hem of his clothes.

He suddenly raised his head and said hesitantly, "You, why don't you throw away the toothbrush?"

Jin Ci washed his hands, turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at Xie Yang beside him, he couldn't see any thoughts in his eyes, and his tone was quite flat, "Did you put it in your mouth?"

"……Did not have time.

For the first time, Xie Yang thanked Jin Ci for stopping him in such a timely manner.

"Yeah." Jin Ci shook off the water on his hand, turned sideways to make room, "Go back to sleep."

Xie Yang didn't stay any longer, he felt that he once again lost all face at Jin Ci's place.

He walked to the table and was about to pick up the books on the table, but his eyes stayed on the plastic bag with a little biscuit crumbs left, picked it up and looked around.

Turning back to Jin Ci who was leaning against the door of the bathroom, he wondered, "Did I really finish eating the biscuits before I fell asleep?"

No wonder he was confused, it was because he knew that he was really unable to do anything when he fell asleep.

He only remembered that when he was very sleepy, he wanted to eat something to keep him moving and not fall asleep.

But he didn't know when he fell asleep, and naturally he couldn't remember whether he had eaten the biscuit that was stuffed into his mouth.

Jin Ci's gaze fell on the broken biscuit in Xie Yang's hand, but his peripheral vision fell on the softened biscuit wrapped tightly in white paper on the table.

He opened his mouth slightly, avoiding Xie Yang's gaze, and squeezed out an "um" from his throat.

Then there is no text.

"Oh." Xie Yang simply picked up the cracked biscuits and walked out with the book in his arms.

Jin Ci's eyes followed Xie Yang to the door, seeing someone was about to go out with biscuit crumbs in his hand, he said slowly, "Don't eat biscuit at night."

The author has something to say: Little Sheep: I say I don’t vomit!

The author probes weakly: Your brother said you would vomit...

The little sheep looked back at Jin Ci, his face flushed: Oh.

Thank you~

☆, susceptible period

Xie Yang took a look at the broken biscuit in his hand, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you give it to me?"

Jin Ci withdrew his gaze indifferently, walked up to Xie Yang, reached out and took away the bag of broken biscuits, "I won't give any more in the future."

Seeing that Xie Yang was stunned, Jin Ci silently added, "I won't give it at night."

Xie Yang was a little annoyed, he shook his hand, "Who cares about your biscuits? It's not like I don't have any."

Jin Ci wanted to laugh a little, he thought of the phrase "don't vomit" that Xie Yang said before.

But he still didn't laugh.

Xie Yang is very smart, he will notice it.

"Good night." Jin Ci suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was light.

Xie Yang felt that Jin Ci tonight was a bit strange, but he didn't ask anything after all, he said good night to Jin Ci, and turned back to his room with his book in his arms.

Jin Ci stood at the door, until Xie Yang entered the room, his hand touched the doorknob, and he slowly closed the door.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at the hands that had been washed but not yet dried.

Especially the right hand.

The index and middle fingers of the right hand.

They were soaked with additional wetness.

**

On the second day, Xie Yang and Jin Ci had breakfast at home, they didn't take Uncle Yan's car, they chose to take the subway to the venue they had chosen before.

In the west area of ​​Yincheng, the former site of the Cultural Palace.

There are two cultural palaces in Yincheng, one is the old site that has been abandoned here, and the other is the new site that was rebuilt in the upper third district of Yincheng.

The old site of the Cultural Palace is not as good as the new site built in Shangsan District. It occupies a small area, and because of the neglect of repairs, it looks particularly dilapidated.

But it's also the best place to rehearse.

Few people, quiet, not disturbed.

More importantly, cool.

Even though there is no such thing as an air conditioner in the former site of the Cultural Palace, a few ceiling fans on the top are enough to keep you cool.

Xie Yang and Jin Ci were the first to arrive.

He is familiar with this place, he used to run here a lot when he was a child, and he also runs here from time to time when he grows up, but other people don't necessarily.

Even if you tell the driver of the sports car, he may not be able to find the place here, after all, the traffic route in Yincheng changes every few years.

After the new site of the Cultural Palace is built, fewer people come here, and drivers who don't drive here don't know the way.

Xie Yang squatted on the edge of the table, holding a piece of grass that he didn't know where he caught in his hand, shaking it casually.

Holding the phone in the other hand, wearily repeated the route with the person again.

"Do you see a fork in front of you? Go down that route, the lower side road is not broken, and it's still there. Can you rest assured?"

"Dagou? Then you won't hide and come from the side?"

"Is there a big tree in the middle of the road? That's right, look to the left. Is there a dilapidated building on the left? If it is, come in and we will wait inside; if not, go back the same way, you may have encountered a ghost .”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, looked down at Shen Xingsu who was rummaging for small props on the seat under the stage, "Qian Rufeng and others are here, are there anyone else?"

"It's gone, the ones following Qian Rufeng are the last batch."

Xie Yang nodded, feeling that his throat was going to smoke, "That's fine."

Shen Xingsu's eyesight improved, and he immediately handed over a bottle of ice water, "Brother Yang, drink water."

Xie Yang took it over, took a sip weakly, then twisted the bottle cap, looked left and right, but Jin Ci was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Yang, you fell asleep during the lecture last night." Shen Xingsu also noticed that Jin Ci was missing, so he stood under the stage, raised his head and said to Xie Yang in a low voice.

Xie Yang paused for a moment with the hand that tightened the bottle cap, then nodded his head, "I know."

"The remaining two questions were given by Jin Shen." Shen Xingsu recalled last night, "Simple and rude, it sounds like that. After the lecture is over, if I don't think about it carefully, I almost didn't understand anything. .”

"Then why don't you ask again? It's not like he doesn't know how to say it a second time." Xie Yang recalled that when he asked Jin's Ci questions before, he was simple and rude, pointing out the key points to the point, but his attitude and tone were pretty good. It's okay to ask.

No, definitely not.Shen Xingsu thought so.

He felt that if he asked about the situation last night, Jin Shen would start to ridicule him intellectually.

Although he won't say it directly, he will make you feel that he dislikes you.

Shen Xingsu didn't say anything, after Qian Rufeng brought people in, he called everyone together, said a few words, and started rehearsing again.

I don't know if it is because the Cultural Palace is cooler than the school auditorium where the air conditioner is not allowed. In the whole morning, I have rehearsed the entire scene three times, and there are no major problems in the three times. Although Shen Xingsu still feels that something is missing, the overall situation he Already very satisfied.

That is, between Jin Ci and Xie Yang, the scene where tears fall into each other's eyes.He practiced three times in the whole field, and he was not satisfied three times.

If the problem is only on one person, it's okay to say that if the other person gets emotional and cooperates well, there will be no problem.

However, throughout the morning, Shen Xingsu had just mentioned Jin Ci, and Xie Yang was no longer in the next game; after talking about Xie Yang, Jin Ci was in trouble again in the next game.

Touching Xie Yang's left cheek with his hand, he was silent for two or three seconds before taking it away.

As for Xie Yang, it seemed like he didn't feel Jin Ci's scalding tears hitting his face, the background of the music changed, and he said "Brother, I don't hurt anymore..."

Shen Xingsu was so angry that his teeth itch.

However, he couldn't say anything serious, except that the two of them were not in the state at that time.

**

At noon, I went to a nearby small shop and ordered a table of home-cooked food. The rest of the people ate quite deliciously, but Xie Yang got up and left without taking a few bites.

Walking outside, I entered a non-staple food store, ordered a large bag of ice cream, asked someone to deliver it to the Cultural Palace later, and went out again to buy a large bag of grapes in a small shop next to it.

Then go back to the Cultural Palace.

After entering the Cultural Palace, Xie Yang handed the grapes in his hand to the gatekeeper and chatted for a while.After asking the uncle for a bunch of keys, Xie Yang waved his hands and went into the Cultural Palace.

The former site of the Cultural Palace is not big, but it still has everything that should be there.

There are several practice classrooms on the side, including art, music, dance, and martial arts.

In the middle is the performance venue and small auditorium of the Cultural Palace.

There is also a very shabby small classroom next to the small auditorium, which is a stage play practice room.

The door was locked.

Xie Yang walked over there, stood in front of the rotten door with mottled old stains, reached out and picked up the small rusty lock on the door, weighed it in his hand a few times, and a piece of rust fell on the palm of his hand. superior.

He let go again, the rust in his hands scattered on the ground, and some stained on his shoes.

He took out the rusty key he had obtained from the porter, and inserted it slowly into the lock.

There were quite a few rust spots, Xie Yang used all his strength to twist the lock open.

The door has been washed by the baptism of the years, and it has long been unable to bear