Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

"It's okay, don't get too close, you know?"

Meng Xi stepped on the stool with one foot, his tone was very gentle, but there was an inaccessible aura in every gesture.

The students in the class stopped eating spicy noodles and did not make up their homework. They stared intently at this start-of-school drama.

The god of learning who has been ranked No. [-] in the city for four years, and the school bully who has been domineering for a year in the fourth middle school, these two completely opposite legends, they are about to fight before they sit on the same bench? ? ?

This is too exciting, right?

Song Huai already knew the name of the No. [-] High School Bully before he transferred to another school. Now that Meng Xi wanted to give him a bad name in public, he was not too surprised.

"Your shoes are dirty."

Song Huai's expression was indifferent, turning a deaf ear to Meng Xi's provocation.After dropping this sentence, he packed up the things on the table, turned around and went out the door.

From beginning to end, he never looked at Meng Xi again.

Meng Xi raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and just landed on his white sneakers——

The last class was a physical education class. He walked across the grass in the playground, with a circle of fresh dirt marks on the corner, and stepped on the stool, leaving a little fine dust.

There was silence around her for a while, and a girl couldn't help but let out a soft wow, and immediately covered her mouth after wowing.

Meng Xi glanced at her sideways, kicked his stool to the ground, then pulled up his mask, and went out expressionlessly.

It wasn't until we reached the end of the corridor that Class Four let out a roar that almost toppled the roof.

Meng Xi stopped slowly. Under the peaked cap, he rubbed the sore facial muscles that were too tight. Recalling his performance just now, a trace of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Song Huai went to the Academic Affairs Office to get his textbooks when he went out, while Meng Xi simply skipped class.

He went to a small Internet cafe off campus and opened a private room for one person, played games for a while, bought an ice cream and McDonald's by the way, and ate like chicken legs and pizza all over his body.

After dinner, eat two candies, sweet and sour, which is his favorite taste.

After eating and drinking, Meng Xi glanced at the time and guessed that everyone had already gone to dinner after class, so he bought some daily necessities from the supermarket outside and went back to the dormitory with the bag.

The key was inserted into the lock and turned twice, and with a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

Meng Xi was about to walk in, but when he raised his head, his legs froze.

Fourth Middle School is a private school, and the dormitory conditions are relatively good, basically two people share one room.He was the only one in the whole class who didn't get a roommate when the room was assigned, and people in other classes were unwilling to share the room with him, but Meng Xi happened to be alone, so he has been assigned like this until now.

Now his little secret room alone is completely broken.

The bed that was originally empty is now neatly laid out, with a row of white canvas shoes and sneakers under the bed; some small storage boxes and a few books are placed on the desk; there are still a few freshly washed T-shirts floating on the balcony. T-shirt, swinging on the pole when the wind blows.

It was in stark contrast to the scene where the quilt was not folded and a box of expired biscuits was placed on the stool.

It was a public execution.

Meng Xi curled his lips, went in and just piled the bags on the table when he suddenly received a phone call.

Comrade Meng Jianguo.

his dad.

Meng Xi's expression softened immediately.

"Baby, have you had dinner?"

Meng Jianguo picked up the phone, and the moment he opened his mouth, he babbled, "I've already got off the plane. Your mother came to pick me up. We're on our way back. We'll be home in a while. Dad brought you a lot of snacks from France. I tasted one, it was quite sweet. I just bought a box of your favorite yogurt, and I will send it to you tomorrow."

'Ya'er' is Meng Xi's nickname.

"I've had dinner. Don't send it all to me. Keep some for yourself. I can't eat so much."

Meng Xi took off his hat and gloves, revealing his crushed, soft black hair.

He conveniently opened a jelly and chatted with his father while eating, "And I'm rich, so I can go to the supermarket to buy something to eat when I'm hungry, it's very convenient."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered what happened today, and simply told Meng Jianguo what happened.

"Ah?" Meng Jianguo was very worried after hearing this, "It would be fine if we were only tablemates, but now we are roommates, and we don't see each other all day long. What if the two of you get in touch..."

Meng Xi was also very distressed.

Ever since he sneezed on a cold in the second year of junior high school, Meng Xi suddenly developed a superpower inexplicably——

He can make a stranger fall in love with him in a few seconds through the touch of his skin.

It sounds supple and awesome, but in fact, this passive superpower only brings endless troubles to Meng Xi's life.

The girl who had a crush on him followed him for a whole year after class, and his good brother suddenly dragged him to the playground to confess, and the rival who had fought gave him a rose out of nowhere and vowed to use his pocket money to support him for the rest of his life... There are countless strange incidents, and even seriously affected Meng Xi's social life.

He can't have brothers, and he can't have friends. In physical education class, he can't hug his classmates' necks without any scruples, and in math class, he can't push me and push you at the same table. Play backgammon.

He can only wear long-sleeved trousers and gloves every day to prevent accidents, and he must always use indifference to prevent others from approaching. Only when he returns to the dormitory can he have a moment to breathe.

Now this little space is going to be taken up too.

When Meng Jianguo thought of this, he felt more and more distressed about his youngest son: "Why don't I talk to your class teacher and let's move out, and your mother and I will go and take care of you? It's safer this way."

"That's too troublesome, you are already busy at work..."

Meng Xi grumbled, and was about to refuse, when he suddenly heard shallow footsteps.The key bumped slightly, and then the door lock clicked twice.

It was too late and then too soon, Meng Xi immediately threw away the empty jelly box in his hand, said in a low voice, Dad, I will hang up first, then pressed the hang up button, and a certain chicken eating game was called up in the background.

When the door was pushed open, his mobile phone had turned 90 degrees, his thumb and jaws were perfectly locked in place, and the mobile phone screen just stopped on the chicken-eating preparation page.

A set of movements moves like clouds and water.

Song Huai stood at the door, put the key back in his pocket, and looked up with surprise in his eyes.

The boy sitting next to his desk folded his legs and leaned on the chair to play games.The hair that had been crushed by the hat hung down softly, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes and fair skin under the eyebrows.

He took off his hat and mask, and didn't recognize him at first.

With a handsome face, except for the black attire, there is no aura of a school bully at all.

He withdrew his thoughts, walked briskly into the dormitory, clamped the small desk lamp he just bought on his desk, and took back the clothes that were drying outside the balcony, folded them and put them in the closet.

Meng Xi sat aside and watched him turn around coldly. After a long time, he suddenly threw his mobile phone on the table and put on black knitted gloves by the way.

"Student Song, let's chat for a while?"

He knocked on the table, and was about to have a good chat with the other party about the three chapters of contract, when Song Huai suddenly turned around, his eyes fell on him from top to bottom.

"I have a serious cleanliness."

Song Huai said in a low voice, "So, during the co-living period, we'd better keep a certain distance and not disturb each other."

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment: "?"

"In class, I hope we can keep a distance of more than [-] centimeters. For the rest of the time, there is no need to get along."

Song Huai paused, his eyes fell on the corners of his lips, "Also, you didn't wipe your face clean."

"?"

Meng Xi looked at the glasses subconsciously, and sure enough, there were diced orange flesh on the corner of his lips, and his mouth was shining brightly, so he could tell he had just finished eating snacks.

... Careless.

He quickly wiped off the residue on his mouth, and when he raised his head again, Song Huai had already walked out of the dormitory.

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, recalling the few words Song Huai said just now, it was really strange that the lines that should have been spoken by him were taken away by others.

·

Since the mistake on the first day, Meng Xi became more cautious in the next few days. He wore protective equipment every day, stopped eating snacks in the dormitory, and tried to maintain his indifferent school bully personality.

When you have nothing to do, you can observe Song Huai's behavior.

After observing for a few days, Meng Xi discovered the problem.

Song Huai is more taboo than him in terms of contact. Every day when Meng Xi wakes up, he is never seen, only a quilt folded into tofu cubes; when they are in class, there is Maria between their elbows. Na Trench, can not say a word all day.

After evening self-study, the classrooms were closed, Song Huai took the books to the library to sit for a while, anyway, the old man who read the library didn't chase people away.At ten o'clock, the old man came back with the door locked, went to bed after taking a shower, and perfectly avoided contact with Meng Xi.

I don't know if it's Meng Xi's delusion, he always feels that Song Huai hiding from him is like hiding from the plague.

He couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

At noon that day, Song Huai disappeared after class.As usual, Meng Xi went to the snack street outside the school to queue up to buy seafood fried noodles, which was his favorite flavor.

He was wearing a black jacket and trousers, which was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. He also wore sunglasses on his face, giving him a full of aura.

The crowd squeezed into an ant pile forcibly left him half a meter away, for fear that the school bully would be in a bad mood and hurt others today.

The two girls in the small fried shop next door didn't notice him, they were chatting enthusiastically about gossip.

Meng Xi's voice sounded familiar, but when he looked up, it turned out to be the study committee member and Chinese class representative of his class.

The two girls were not tall, and they looked like little sparrows in the crowd. Even so, the chirping voice could still reach Meng Xi's ears through the crowded crowd.

"Study shrine fear? You're not kidding, are you?"

"Didn't you notice that he didn't talk to the people in the class after he transferred? You know that Meng Xi shares a dormitory with him? The two of them don't go to and from class together."

The class representative couldn't help complaining, "It's a ghost if the two of them walk together..."

"That's not the point!" The study committee member said with a puffy face, "My cousin is in the rocket class of No. [-] Middle School in the city. I heard that there is a reason why Xueshen transferred to us. There was a girl who confessed to Xueshen in public. The god refused, that girl didn't give up, rushed up and hugged Xueshen—"

"So fierce?? And then?"

"The girl didn't let go, she hugged Xueshen and suddenly fainted. Everyone was frightened and didn't know what was going on, so she quickly called 120. After that, no one saw Xueshen for half a month. When I came to school, I finally came here during the final exam, and after the exam, I immediately went through the transfer procedures."

The student committee member continued, "I heard that he was leaving. The principal, vice principal, dean, and several teachers of No. [-] Middle School couldn't stop the eight of them taking turns. Strictly, I am afraid that this kind of thing will happen again, and they will lose their enrollment rate."

"Is this not social terror? Social terror doesn't seem to be like this."

The class representative was surprised when he heard it, "Does Xueshen really hate others touching him? There are so many wonders in the world, maybe he is allergic to hugging and touching..."

One meter away, Meng Xi was wearing a black mask, listening thoughtfully.