Song of Glass

Jiao Wangyu never pretends to be polite to others, he enjoys the kindness and help of others, and will return the same to the other party in the same way.

He doesn't think it's a shame to ask people to help. Human beings live in groups, so people should not be isolated from each other. He is happy to connect with people in any form.

After Jiao Wangyu handed over the meal card to Pu Songqiu, he limped and walked towards the dormitory with his brows frowning.

Pu Songqiu stood at the door of the cafeteria and stared at his back for a while, then walked quickly into the cafeteria.

Pu Songqiu bought two servings of fried noodles with eggs, or more precisely, fried noodles with ham and eggs. He made a special distinction and wanted to give the one with more ham to Jiao Wangyu.

When he was walking out with two copies of noodles, he heard someone calling him, and when he looked back, it was Jian Shao. Cheng Er and a strange girl were sitting at the table next to Jian Shao.

Jian Shao said, "Brother Pu, where is Wang Yu?"

Hope for the rain.

Pu Songqiu frowned slightly.

He walked over and said in a low voice, "We both packed up and went home to eat. His feet hurt."

"Ah?" Jian Shao said, "I still occupy a seat for you, so leave me to eat dog food now?"

Pu Songqiu glanced at Cheng Er who was sitting next to him, and probably understood that this girl should be the high school deskmate Cheng Er met yesterday.

"He's waiting for me, let's go." Pu Songqiu remained expressionless from the beginning to the end, leaving such a sentence and left.

When walking out, Pu Songqiu kept replaying Jian Shao's "Wangyu" in his mind. He didn't like other people calling Jiao Wangyu's name so affectionately, and felt like his belongings were being robbed.

He hated his own mentality, because he knew very well that Jiao Wangyu didn't belong to him at all, but he couldn't control himself, and couldn't restrain the possessive desire in his heart from growing wildly.

Originally thought that after going to university and not contacting or seeing each other, he would gradually forget this person and this feeling, but he didn't expect that the most elusive thing in this world is fate. He never expected that wanting to avoid a person would be so Disaster.

It's hard to avoid someone, and it's also hard not to like someone.

After he realized that he liked Jiao Wangyu, he tried very hard to get rid of him, but the more he struggled, the more he was strangled.

Obviously it wasn't like that.

Pu Songqiu couldn't figure it out.

He carried the two packs of noodles and walked back along the road that Jiao Wangyu walked back alone just now.

anxious hope rain.

Hope for the rain.

When Pu Songqiu heard Jian Shao call him that, he didn't even know what name he should use to compete with the other party in order to show that he was the one who was closer to Jiao Wangyu, so he had to use "he" instead.

"He" is just "he", such a simple word can mean a lot to Pu Songqiu.

It means the moment that made his heart beat, and those years of self-struggle.

Back in the dormitory, Pu Songqiu was not in a hurry to go in. He stopped before entering the door and took a deep breath, as if every time he was going to face Jiao Wangyu, he had to adjust his mood and get ready, otherwise he would lose his footing.

When he opened the door and went in, Jiao Wangyu was soaking his feet, his brows were furrowed, and he had a bitter look on his face.

"Thank you." Jiao Wangyu reached out to take the packaged noodles and muttered, "I'm so miserable."

Pu Songqiu glanced at his feet soaked in the basin, and was a little surprised.

It's only been one day, and Jiao Wangyu's feet are covered with blisters.

Pu Songqiu said: "The blisters need to be broken."

"No, no, it hurts just thinking about it." Jiao Wangyu picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat while soaking his feet with a sad face. After soaking comfortably, he had to go to military theory class later, "Let me save a way out."

After putting down his face, Pu Songqiu hesitated for a moment, originally he didn't want to care about him, but he knew very clearly that he couldn't do this.

"You won't be able to walk later." Pu Songqiu said, "I'll go out for a while."

Jiao Wangyu glanced at him, and before he had time to ask him where he was going, the man had already left.

Pu Songqiu ran all the way out of the dormitory door, and ran directly towards the pharmacy. Originally, it took at least five or six minutes to walk from the dormitory. Use it for 6 minutes.

When he came back, he calmed down at the door, and when he entered the house again, only Jiao Wangyu was there.

"Why did you go?" Jiao Wangyu turned to ask him while eating noodles.

"Buy iodine and alcohol." Pu Songqiu took out his needle from the cabinet, began to sterilize it, then went to Jiao Wangyu and squatted down.

Jiao Wangyu was startled, and subconsciously withdrew his feet, but the water in the basin got on Pu Songqiu's body.

"...Oh, I'm sorry."

Jiao Wangyu was a little embarrassed, and gave him a tissue.

"It's okay." Pu Songqiu said, "Don't move around, I'll help you remove the blisters."

"Oh no, I'm afraid of pain."

"If you don't do it now, you will only suffer more." Pu Songqiu squatted there and looked at him coldly, "Be obedient."

Jiao Wangyu was made a little nervous by his appearance, and his heart beat faster for no reason.

He found that Pu Songqiu would always give him a sense of oppression, as if this person was a commander giving orders, and he was his soldier who must obey unconditionally.

Maybe the other party didn't mean that, but he just had such a feeling, and what made him even more incomprehensible was that he actually obediently obeyed.

"Is there any towel to wipe your feet?" Pu Songqiu asked.

"I'll do it myself." Jiao Wangyu turned around, took a towel from the shelf and dried his feet, then sat there obediently watching Pu Songqiu disinfect the blistered parts of himself with iodine.

When the cotton dipped in Pu Songqiu's iodine tincture lightly brushed his skin, it seemed that something was itching, and it was specially scratching the most ticklish place on the tip of his heart.

Jiao Wangyu stared at Pu Songqiu, who was very serious and looked down at his feet, so Jiao Wangyu who was sitting on the chair could only see the tall nose bridge and tight lips of the person in front of him.

After Pu Songqiu sterilized him, he picked up the needle, and suddenly raised his head to look at Jiao Wangyu before he started.

The two looked at each other, Jiao Wangyu panicked for a moment.

"It might hurt a little," Pu Songqiu's voice didn't fluctuate at all, no one could tell that his heart was beating extremely fast at the moment, "bear it."

"Oh, good." Jiao Wangyu's palms and back were sweating. After answering, he watched Pu Songqiu lower his head, and then swallowed.

He had three blisters on his left foot and one on his right foot.

Pu Songqiu used to wear shoes that didn't fit well, and also had the experience of getting blisters. He could totally empathize with Jiao Wangyu. It was precisely because he knew that it was hard to bear, that's why he disregarded the other party's wishes and even might be a little offensive. Bubble.

He felt sorry for Jiao Wangyu.

The needle tip touched the edge of the blister and pricked cautiously.

Jiao Wangyu frowned in pain and grabbed the edge of the table.

Pu Songqiu moved very quickly. Immediately after puncturing the blister, he picked up a clean paper towel on the table and pressed gently, squeezed out the liquid inside, and said, "Band-Aid."

Jiao Wangyu quickly picked up the Band-Aid that Pu Songqiu put on his hand just now, tore it off, and stuck it carefully.

One of them was sitting on a chair, the other was squatting there, Jiao Wangyu vaguely felt that this seemed a little ambiguous.

He knew that he was thinking too much, and that he was just taking care of this little trash like himself, but this was really out of line for him.

Jiao Wangyu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, afraid of being seen out.

After one blister was treated, Jiao Wangyu said, "It doesn't seem to hurt as much as I imagined."

Pu Songqiu didn't say much, just let out a "hmm", and then began to disinfect around the second blister.

The two of them were working on it like this, and before they finished, Jian Shao and the others came back.

When Jian Shao and Cheng Er entered the room, they were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, Cheng Er smiled: "Oh my God, what is this for?"

Pu Songqiu ignored it, but Jiao Wangyu hurriedly explained: "My feet are covered with blisters, Brother Qiu helped me to remove them."

Jian Shao leaned over to look, and said "tsk tsk" twice: "It's so miserable."

Cheng Er also went over to watch the fun, watched Pu Songqiu hold Jiao Wangyu's feet and carefully pick up blisters with a needle, and said: "I am really a good husband who touched China."

As soon as the words fell, the needle tip pierced the last blister. Jiao Wangyu, who was about to explain something, was so hurt that he didn't have the mood to say more, and he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

"Is it because your shoes don't fit your feet?" Jian Shao said, "Why didn't we wear them like this?"

Jiao Wangyu muttered: "How would I know that the shoe size is correct."

Pu Songqiu fixed it for him, and put a band-aid on it.

"Okay." Pu Songqiu stood up, and said to Jiao Wangyu, "Don't wear those shoes when you go to class later, change to a more comfortable pair."

Jiao Wangyu nodded and smiled at him: "Observe the order!"

Cheng Er returned to his seat, sat down on the chair and said jokingly, "You two are so interesting."

Jiao Wangyu complained to him: "Stop watching weird things!"

Pu Songqiu didn't take the words of the other two people seriously at all, and didn't even listen to them.

He went out with the basin of anxious hope rain and poured it out, then washed his hands again and came back with the basin.

Cheng Er muttered: "I am convinced, I am really convinced."

He said: "Pu Songqiu, I just want to ask a question, how is the difference between me and Jiao Wangyu?"

Jiao Wangyu was a little embarrassed, and when he took the basin, he said, "I can do it myself."

"It's okay." Pu Songqiu ignored Cheng Er, returned the basin to Jiao Wangyu, returned to his chair and sat down, and then began to eat.

Cheng Er said: "I also want to have such a personal butler. Pu Songqiu, do you have any younger brothers? Or younger sisters? Brothers and sisters are fine if you can't. Let me introduce you."

Pu Songqiu glanced at him: "No."

Cheng Er: "...Brother, you treat us differently too obviously. My fragile little heart has been riddled with holes by you."

Jian Shao added fuel and vinegar to the side: "You're the one full of holes? My heart was broken yesterday."

Jiao Wangyu was really embarrassed this time, he said: "We have been classmates for many years, of course you can't compare."

That's what he said, but he did feel that Pu Songqiu treated him so well that he was surprised.

Maybe he was originally such a person, but he didn't have the opportunity to play it before.

But in any case, he is different from everyone, and it is easy to think too much.

Jiao Wangyu told Cheng Er and the others to stop talking nonsense, then turned around and continued eating noodles with his head bowed.

He was eating noodles, but his mind was in a mess. He suddenly heard Cheng Er say that it was raining outside. He turned his head to look out, and suddenly felt as if something appeared with the rain.

what is it then?

He frowned.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2108:31:15~2020-06-2208:49:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 from Xiang Bei; 1 from Liangcha and Renaissance;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Nabeichuan; A Jin, 10 bottles of someday;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!