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

Qian Shuixing, the Sports Commissioner, arranged everything and hurried to the infirmary. He saw Xueshen and Meng Xi sitting by the bed, and the other standing with a pocket in their hands. They looked at each other, but didn't speak.

Even someone as nervous as him felt something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" He scratched his head, walked in and asked, "A sprained ankle? Or something else? Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Song Huai heard his approaching footsteps and took a step back to keep a safe distance.

"It's nothing." He stood back, leaned against the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and nodded his chin. "It's just a muscle strain. I prescribed a few plasters."

The sports committee breathed a sigh of relief, and made a joke casually, "Muscle strain, you two scared me to death. Just now, seeing your serious expressions, I thought it was an incurable disease..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Huai turned his head and looked at him coldly.

"...I take it back." Qian Shuixing couldn't help but slapped his mouth, and said awkwardly, "Muscle strain is not a trivial matter, my broken mouth is just talking nonsense, brother Meng, don't mind, your body If you are strong, just rest for two days."

In fact, Meng Xi's stature is there, no matter whether he is smaller than him or Song Huai, Qian Shuixing said this just to please him.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xi was in a panic because of the quarrel with Song Huai, and Qian Shuixing was still arguing there, so he lost his mood at that time and asked directly, "Is there anything else you want?"

"..."

Qian Mercury is too miserable.

In the current situation, even if he is blind or deaf, he can still feel the subtlety between the two, but the two of them can be consistent in their quarrel, but he just happened to meet the muzzle of the gun.

"Actually, it's nothing." He said nah, "It just depends on how you rest. After all, 3000 meters is not a small event. So what, if you two are okay, I will leave first? something..."

Song Huai and Meng Xi didn't speak, and Qian Shuixing's voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, it seemed that they didn't pay attention to themselves, so they had to walk away awkwardly.

Qian Shuixing left, but the topic that was interrupted just now could not be continued.

Meng Xi turned his head and looked out the window, his fingers curled up, and he kept digging at the creases on the bed sheet.

He thinks that he is reasonable and doesn't like to put on airs when it comes to human relationships, but it would be too much for him to suddenly say 'I don't like you, so don't be too sentimental' in this situation. It was blunt, and it seemed that he was trying to cover up.

But if he didn't respond for a few words, it seemed that he was poking at the center of the matter.

Ahhh!What a dilemma! !

If you want to blame it, you have to blame Song Huai for speaking too suddenly, he didn't react at all, and he was dumbfounded on the spot, not knowing how to answer.

After finally thinking of the template answer, Qian Mercury rushed in the next second, making the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

It is embarrassing not to speak now, and it is even more embarrassing to speak. The oxygen seems to contain a lot of embarrassment factors, and the concentration is so high that it makes people unable to breathe.

After a long silence, Song Huai looked up at the wall clock.

"It's three o'clock," he said. "Do you want to go back or stay here?"

The meaning of this sentence is also obvious.

If you go with him, then what happened just now will be overturned; if you stay here...

After that, the two of them still returned from the bridge to the bridge.

Meng Xi dawdled without answering.

To be honest, he didn't really want to choose either of these two options. Isn't there a third option?

Sometimes when he encounters a problem that is not easy to deal with, he will procrastinate and avoid it.

Song Huai knew his problems clearly, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he already had the answer in his heart.

"I'm leaving."

He said.

? ?

Why is this leaving?He hasn't answered yet!

"Hey wait??" Meng Xi was dumbfounded, "I haven't finished my sentence yet, what's the matter with you."

Song Huai sneered when he heard this, and walked even faster.

Meng Xi: "..."

Seeing that this person was about to walk out of the gate, Meng Xi panicked, so he had no choice but to call out to him: "Don't go, I have something to tell you. Huai, Huai... Brother Huai!"

Song Huai stopped in his tracks.

Not only stopped, but he turned his head and leaned on the door frame to look at him, and asked lazily, "What? I didn't hear clearly."

I 'didn't hear' at all just now, but now I just didn't 'hear clearly'.

It is obviously a face with no expression, but every micro-expression reveals a bit of banter.

Meng Xi was even more ashamed.

But anyway, since he was a child, he has been a shameless person, and there is probably nothing more embarrassing than this anyway.And it's hard to say whether he met him or not. According to his experience from the victim, after so long, Song Huai has never seen how kind he is to him. Apart from memorizing it all the way, how should he use his tongue or his tongue...

Maybe it was his illusion.

The matter has come to this point, they have all called out, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

"Brother Huai, you are my elder brother." Meng Xi went all out, grinning with his mouth open, "You are my own elder brother. You are smart, handsome, majestic and majestic. Your heart is wider than a mountain and more tolerant than the sea. You That's the one, the second generation of Broken Arm Venus——no, no, you are the exact Venus!"

"..."

The one on the left is majestic, the one on the right is heroic, and there are mountains and seas and Venus.

Song Huai only felt that his ears were being tormented, and couldn't help interrupting him, "Okay, it's too nasty."

Meng Xi choked suddenly.

If you don't boast that someone is going to leave, if you do, you'll feel nasty. Little girls are not so difficult to serve.

Meng Xi slandered a few words, and suddenly heard Song Huai say: "Don't call me brother either."

He smiled softly, "My birthday is in December, I can't stand you calling me brother."

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, and quickly made up his mind.

He was born in July 01, Song Huai was younger than him, and his birthday was in December, so...

"Forget it." Song Huai looked at him and teased, "I'm from 01, half a year younger than you."

Little half a year.

Half a year.

year.

Song Huai, who was half a head taller than him, turned out to be a younger brother.

It turned out to be a younger brother who was half a year younger than him.

He also called Brother Song Huai, and comforted himself that there would never be anything more embarrassing than this in the world, and then called him three times.

Called three times.

Meng Xi's expression changed from confusion, to doubt, to dullness, and finally turned blank.

"I don't see that you still have a habit of recognizing brothers everywhere."

Song Huai raised his hand to cover the smile on his lips, and couldn't stop it for a long time, so he simply took two steps back and squatted down in front of his bed.

"If I take advantage of you, I can't let you suffer."

He patted himself on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Come on, brother will carry you back."

Meng Xi: "..."

Thanks no, he just wants to die right now.

·

Running down a 3000-meter long-distance race hurts your legs very much.Especially like Meng Xi, although he has done warm-up exercises, after all, he has not exercised for a long time, and he has done so much since he came up, which still puts a lot of load on his muscles.

On the way back, Meng Xi covered his face in the mask he begged from the doctor, and hung his legs around Song Huai's waist. It didn't feel like amputation anymore, but like a pair of legs hung on the back of a school god to bask in the sun. salted fish.

No need to flip.

The sun is just right at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The brilliant sunlight shone on the flat land, shone through the sparse teaching buildings, cast it on the hot concrete floor, and shattered into a large puzzle-like shadow.

Two overlapping shadows slowly swayed from the corridor to the tree-lined path behind. When Meng Xi raised his head, large swaths of sycamore leaves fell and gently brushed past his head, leaving a rustling sound.

Meng Xi lowered his head and leaned on Song Huai's shoulder. Through the mask and thin clothes, he could feel the hot temperature of the skin underneath.

It's also strange, looking at such a cold and icy person, can the body temperature still be so high?

Meng Xi couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and quietly moved away a little distance, looking for something to say: "My key, door card and meal card are all kept by the Sports Commission..."

He meant to go back to get it, but Song Huai hummed, "I brought the key, and I will send you back to lie down and rest first, and then ask them to bring it over after they are done with work. If you want to fetch water and buy something , just use my card first."

The 3000 meters is over, but the sports meeting is not over yet.

The afternoon is long, and even though it is the end of October, there is still plenty of sunlight. The project has been arranged until 04:30. Now it is estimated that the relay race, shuttlecock kicking competition and shooting are in full swing on the playground.

Just now so many people came, a sports committee can already explain the problem, not to mention that there are still players from the fourth class waiting to cheer up, they are probably busy.

"Oh, that's right," Meng Xi suddenly remembered something again, "Aren't you Little Red Riding Hood? Where's your hat? Also, what's the matter with you leaving the venue without authorization? There won't be any trouble, right? "

"Is there any trouble?" Song Huai didn't care much, "I told the director from the beginning that it was only worth 3000 meters. After you finish running, I will naturally have to retire. As for this brand, I can pay it later No problem."

He said it so naturally, Meng Xi hummed subconsciously, and after a while, he remembered the hair on his arm that blew up.

"What do you mean by following retirement?"

The words were too ambiguous, and he felt a lingering fear for a while, and couldn't help but burrowed his fingers into his sleeves.

"You are really, really naughty." He pulled up his mask and said sullenly, "I think you just want to mess with me."

Song Huai said: "If I want to punish you, there are a hundred ways. As for paying for the 2000 meters I ran with you?"

Meng Xi stopped talking.

In fact, he really wanted to ask why he had to run after him. The sports committee and the others still took shortcuts, so why did he insist on running around without landing?

But he didn't dare to ask.

He asked once, and was directly spoiled by the ending. ·

When I returned to the dormitory, a classmate was leaning against the door of their dormitory and playing with a mobile phone. When he saw them, his eyes lit up, "God of learning! Brother Meng! I have been waiting for you two for a long time. This is Brother Meng's thing."

As he spoke, he lifted a bag, which contained various items such as mobile phones and keys.

Meng Xi was overjoyed, he forgot that he was still lying on Song Huai's body, and directly reached out to pick it up. Song Huai was so tired that he couldn't stand still and was forced to take two steps forward.

"Thank you!" He was ignorant, and thanked with a smile, "I was thinking of calling the Sports Commission just now and asking him to help deliver it, but I didn't expect you to be here."

Although he was wearing a mask, when he smiled, his round eyes turned into a bitten moon, and the previous cold, arrogant and gloomy air faded away, revealing a bit of tenderness and kindness unintentionally.

The boy who gave the mobile phone glanced at him, his ears turned red suddenly, and he kept waving his hands and praised him, "Where is it, Brother Meng is the one who worked hard. We all saw that game. You rushed from the last to the positive. One, he directly scored 20 points for our class, and now Old Tang is so happy that he said that if we work harder, we might be able to get the first and second places..."

"Have you finished?" Song Huai interrupted abruptly, "My hands are sore."

The boy: "..."

Meng Xi hadn't heard anyone praise him for a long time, and he was elated when he heard it. Song Huai's words were like icy water in the winter, pouring him into extreme embarrassment, "I'll come down now..."

"The key." Song Huai interrupted him, "I don't have a hand, you come to open the door."

Meng Xi: "??"

Brother, why do you have to make it so complicated?Let me down and it's over?

He smiled awkwardly at his classmates, "I'm sorry, wait a minute, I..."

However, the boy looked back and forth between the two of them twice, and suddenly realized, "Well, Brother Meng, if you are okay, I will leave first."

After saying that, he slipped away tactfully.

Meng Xi: "..."

The two opened the door silently, Meng Xi was put on a chair, and while changing his slippers, he complained: "I found out that you are really bad, you are not a gentleman like a chrysanthemum at all, you just like to play pranks, don't you... "

Halfway through the speech, seeing Song Huai's eyes, he immediately faltered.

Song Huai turned around and went to the balcony to collect the clothes.

"Let me just say it casually." Meng Xi looked at his back and muttered slowly, "Look at you, you can't take any jokes. You also have double standards. You are only allowed to tease me, but I am not allowed to tease you." You? And your own constitution is not clear, don't blame me for catching a cold tonight..."

Song Huai raised his hand and directly took off the dried clothes, "Noisy."

"???"

I speak so quietly, can you still hear me? ?

Meng Xi didn't dare to compare blindly, and silently crossed his legs and massaged his muscles.

However, although this person's temper is really bad, but without him today, relying on this pair of useless legs, I guess I would have to crawl back.

Poisonous mouth is poisonous mouth, but thanks is still due, especially Song Huai helped him a lot...

If he doesn't pay back the favor, he worries that he won't be able to pay it back in the future.

"Speaking of which," Song Huai put away his clothes and folded them one by one in the closet, then asked suddenly, "Have you seen "The Queen of the Severed Head"?"

Meng Xi shook his head, "No, is it a novel? Horror novels? Or movies? I don't like to read this kind of themes... You know me, I can't read books."

He asked again: "Do you like this queen very much? What is it about?"

"I don't like it, I just flip through it occasionally..."

Song Huai lowered his eyelids, and suddenly saw Meng Xi's profile from the corner of his eye.

His face is small, about the size of an adult male's palm, the size of a serious slap face.The appearance is not tough and handsome. When you take it apart and look at each part, the shape of the eyes is like almonds. A shallow double eyelid looks more rounded. When looking at others, it often gives people the illusion of affection and concentration .

In addition, his nose bridge is not very high, his lips are slightly plump, and his skin is fair, but he can't be regarded as beautiful or handsome, but some people have the magic power of combination, and this magic power is just right It was fulfilled on Meng Xi's face——

The different parts obviously have different styles, but when they are integrated into one face, they look extraordinarily young and soft, like a deer with no attack power.

It looks like nothing more.

Song Huai knew that this was not a flower, but a real thorn, but sometimes he couldn't help but touch it with his hands, and accidentally drew a small bloody hole on his fingertips.

Meng Xi tilted his head to look at him, with a puzzled expression on his face, "What are you doing? Are you in a daze? What the hell is this empress? A horror movie? Do you want to watch it?"

Song Huai paused slightly.

For some reason, the words he said could not be uttered.

The author has something to say: [She was too young at that time to know all the gifts given by fate, and the price had already been secretly marked. ] - Zweig

What Sanshui wanted to say was this sentence.

The author says:

555555 I'm sorry, little angels, I was going to update yesterday, but the content I wrote was all bad, I really couldn't get it out (covering my face), so today I overturned and wrote a chapter again, and I promise everyone that it will not be like this in the future, definitely There will be no more delays and more arrears, and the update will be fixed at 11:30 pm!

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