you are my love bean

During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, Xu Yi stood behind and even searched for Yang Chen from the class next door.

This is truly unprecedented and inexplicable.

……

That person is not here, did he not come to class?

Xu Yi didn't know why he thought about these questions, shouldn't it have nothing to do with him.

Averting his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up again, and listened carefully to the speech of the director above.

Going back to the classroom and passing through the corridor, Xu Yi went to the next class to confirm again, that person did not come, he missed class today.

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After the math class of the third period in the morning, Zhou Jiahui walked over from the seat in front, looked at Xu Yi and said:

"You don't seem to be paying attention in class?"

Xu Yi's math grades are very good, and he was naturally very attentive in math class, but in class just now, even after Zhou Jiahui looked back several times, she found that Xu Yi seemed to be deserting. This was the first time I saw such a situation.

Hearing what Zhou Jiahui said, Xu Yi scratched the back of his head, pretending not to care and replied:

"Is there? It may be that the teacher's explanation is too simple, and it doesn't make much sense."

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Then the next day, Xu Yi almost seemed to have something on his mind, Cao Wendong and Zhou Jiahui both saw it, only he didn't take it seriously and didn't admit it.

It wasn't until the evening self-study was over, when Xu Yi hurriedly stared at the bicycle and drove home, that he suddenly realized that he was uncharacteristically, what was he so anxious about?

After returning by bike, Xu Yi looked up at the opposite house, but there were no lights on inside...

After parking the car, he walked into the house with his schoolbag on his back. The expression on his face became a little more dignified than before, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

At this time, he began to think of the kiss with Zhou Jiahui yesterday for no reason. At that moment, Yang Chen who was standing at the window saw it.

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Inexplicably, he saw it when he saw it, why should he think about this?

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The head turned over and over in his heart blindly, not knowing what to say, Xu Yi felt very annoyed.

He is actually annoyed at the person who is going to hate all the time now, what the hell is he caring about?

do you care...

Xu Yi's mother brought over the dried clothes, and when she entered the room, she folded the clothes and said to Xu Yi like a homely chatter:

"Ah Chen's grandmother is getting worse and worse. After all, she is over 80 years old, and she is much worse than before when she gets sick. His mother went back the day before yesterday, and Ah Chen was alone at home. I asked him to come for dinner. The child is too polite and doesn't want to come, it seems that he didn't go to school today, and I don't know if he is sick and asked for leave."

After the clothes were folded, Xu Yi's mother closed the door when she left, and said:

"Go to bed early, don't stay up late."

The door is closed.

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Annoying, annoying, until about twelve o'clock in the evening, Xu Yi was lying on the bed, and heard coughing sounds coming from Yang Chen's room.

The last time he coughed, it was in the summer when he first arrived, he looked like that, with a blush on his face, enduring it in pain...

In Xu Yi's mind at this moment, he began to recall that scene clearly.

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The continuous cough sounded very serious. Although it was suppressed with all efforts, this disturbing sound penetrated the deep night and lingered in Xu Yi's ears.

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Frowning tightly, Xu Yi, who kept persuading himself to fall asleep, finally lifted off the quilt after lying down for a minute, rolled over and got out of bed.

Putting on a coat casually, Xu Yi softly opened the door and went downstairs in the dark.

After going out, he stood in front of the opposite door, hesitated for a while, and then reached out to knock.

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Hearing the knock on the door in the night, Yang Chen who didn't fall asleep first turned on the light in the room, went to the window and opened the curtain to look down.

Under a street lamp, he saw Xu Yi wearing slippers standing in the alley.

But Xu Yi just gave him a cold look and didn't speak.

……

Yang Chen came downstairs, covering his mouth and coughing non-stop, his face was sweating a lot.

After opening the door, the two stood facing each other, Yang Chen looked very bad.

"I'm sorry to disturb you..."

Yang Chen's throat was already very hoarse from coughing, and his vocal cords were seriously injured.

His face was also pale and his body was weak. If he could, Yang Chen actually didn't want to face Xu Yi like this again. He really couldn't bear it.

Xu Yi stood in front of him, his thicker body blocked a shadow, he was silent at first, then said:

"Go inside and wait for me."

Yang Chen coughed a few times, and when he looked up again, he had already turned to the alley, not knowing what to do.

After crossing the threshold, Yang Chen stood sideways by the door, seeing Xu Yi's back gradually disappearing in the dark night ahead.

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Turning back into the house, Yang Chen turned on the light, and sat down in front of the hall alone.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on the bluestone slab outside the door. Yang Chen turned his head and looked over. Xu Yi who came in had a bunch of loquat leaves in his hand.

Loquat leaves, boiled juice, can relieve cough.

Yang Chen's mother always does this...

"Sit still."

Xu Yi, who came forward, dropped a word with a stern face, and went straight to the kitchen.

He visited this house when he was a child, and it has been many, many years since now.

Having never cooked this stuff before, Xu Yi couldn't help but be clumsy. When he finally saw the water in the pot turn a light red, it must be fine.

Holding the bowl, filled it full, and when he put the spoon on, a person suddenly leaned over behind him...

A pair of hands were tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly, and his body was also gently pressed against his back.

Xu Yi's fingers were immediately scalded by the juice from the side of the bowl, his heart trembled violently, and he frowned all of a sudden.

……

Yang Chen's body was trembling slightly, he was very scared.

Feeling afraid of losing...

Xu Yi stood, his throat moved, he put down the bowl slowly, and pushed away the hands wrapped around Yang Chen's waist.

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Yes, why are you still asking for extravagance?Obviously...it's impossible, isn't it?

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When Xu Yi had already left and Yang Chen was the only one left in the kitchen, his eyes were red, his face was wet with tears, he was talking to himself, standing on the spot and whispering:

"I like you……"

"Really, really, I like you..."

Looking at the bowl of juice made from loquat leaves with tears in his eyes, Yang Chen covered his mouth and coughed with a fishy sweetness in his throat.

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