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

After the mid-term exam results, everyone got a score sheet.

Song Huai was still the first in his grade, and Chen Jin asked for help to distribute the report card in order to see his score earlier, but when he really saw it, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

There is also a gap between geniuses and geniuses.

Not to mention the fact that the grade slip was handed out to him, Song Huai kept a calm expression on his face, and put it directly in the book without even looking at it.

A capable person is so arrogant that people are speechless.

Song Huai is not interested in his grades, but that doesn't mean the same is true for Meng Xi.

Unlike his indifferent deskmate, Meng Xi was still looking forward to seeing the results of this exam.

After finally waiting for the grade slips to be sent to him, Song Huai picked up the slips of paper before he could clearly see the grades of each subject.

数学105,语文100,英语90,总分一共295分,比月考又进步了50分。

In the eyes of others, it is like Liu Xiang's speed at the start.

Song Huai frowned.

Looking at the remaining few primary subjects, the subjects of the examination are basically hovering around 60 or 70 points. The historical scores are a little higher, and you can get 80 in the test, but the overall difficulty is not great, so it is not a result worth boasting about.

Meng Xi poked his head to look, but didn't see the specific subjects clearly. He only saw the 295 points. He was immediately happy and praised himself, "I've scored another 50 points! Oh my god, I'm so good!"

Speaking of which, it's only been about three weeks since the last monthly exam, and if you can make such great progress, then you won't be able to go to university next month!

His eyes were shining brightly, and he secretly looked at Song Huai subconsciously.

The gap between the monthly exam and the preliminary exam could not be widened, and this time I finally handed in a pretty good answer sheet.This should be able to praise him, right?

Meng Xi had already thought out the lines for Song Huai, and his ears became warm just thinking about it.

However, Song Huai's reaction was extremely cold, "It's too far away."

Meng Xi was originally happy, but when he heard this sentence, he felt as if he had been splashed with cold water, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze.

Song Huai took the answer sheet he sent out without saying a word, completely oblivious to his slightly disappointed expression.

According to this year's data, the provincial control line for the first science course is 337 points, and the second course is 285 points.Only now has it barely reached the second line, and there is still a gap of dozens of points from the ordinary one, let alone the heavy one.

From now on, there are only three months left until the end of the semester.

Let’s look at the remaining few primary subjects. If you pass the exam, you don’t have to worry too much. It doesn’t matter if you take a surprise tutoring a few months before the exam.

However, my physical chemistry major is still a mess, especially physics. When I am good, I can get 60 points, but when I am bad, I can get back to the original shape, and I can hand in papers with 30 or 40 points.

Although there is no clear regulation, double A’s are also a stepping stone for the first one. How many partial subjects’ total scores exceeded the admission line, and they were defeated by a B or a C. They had no choice but to slip and went to the second one or even the second one. three books.

Obviously physics has been sorted out several times with Meng Xi, but he just doesn't understand the knowledge that is too logical thinking. He understood it within 5 minutes after teaching, and after 5 minutes, he immediately started fighting with another knowledge point. shelf.

Song Huai felt a headache when he saw the dots of scores.

"I'm too bad at math." He clicked on the answer sheet, frowned, "Isn't this question a similar question type to you? Why can't you draw inferences from one example? And half of the big questions are empty. If you don’t score, I won’t say anything if you are a liberal arts student. After all, their total score is only 150. But half of your 200-point test paper..."

He put the paper on the table, and he didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning of reproach was obvious.

"But I don't know how to do it." Meng Xi muttered, "It's really difficult. I have no ideas in my head. I just gave up when I couldn't do it."

Song Huai's heart softened, but he still wanted to say: "Didn't I tell you about the binomial? You flipped through the wrong question book, and I remember asking you to sort it out before."

Meng Xi took out his notebook, and the two of them searched together for a long time, but they didn't even see a shadow.

"I remembered." Meng Xi tapped his head, suddenly realized, "This question seems to be on a quiz. Zhao Qianqian didn't focus on it, so I forgot to put it in the notebook."

The process after the exam has always been that Meng Xi himself corrects it first, Song Huai sorts it out for him, and finally combs it with Zhao Qianqian's explanation. As a result, he was worried about the sports meeting that day and forgot what Song Huai said.

Song Huai frowned when he heard this, "You can do the things I've emphasized to you before, why did you forget this time, have you revised it seriously? I think you have been too relaxed during this time, mathematics Grades... I will study for another hour in the evening."

Meng Xi was a little unhappy when he was told about it, but now he keeps belittling his most advanced mathematics, which makes him feel even more annoyed.

"But I've made great progress."

He stiffened his neck and said: "When I took the basic test, I could only get 50 points in mathematics. Now I have 100 points. I missed this question, but you can't deny all my efforts. Let's talk about it." If you have to eat one bite at a time, how can you get 140 or 150 in one test?"

Song Huai frowned, "Are you still reasonable?"

"It was."

Meng Xi took back his answer sheet and muttered, "As long as I do what I can do well, it's all right? I can't force it if I can't pass one of the exams."

"That's all you pursue?"

"What do you mean I just pursue so little?"

This sentence was really harsh, Meng Xi turned around slowly, and said with anger, "Don't judge me by your standards, I'm just an ordinary person, just a scumbag with poor studies, just make a mess when you come up Tsinghua University, Peking University, is that something I can get in if I want to? I'm just pursuing reality down-to-earth, why are you saying that I don't have any dreams at all?"

As he spoke, his voice became higher.

The people at the front and back tables who were still chatting were afraid to speak out when they heard their tone.

"Your down-to-earth pursuit is actually taking a third-level exam? Or is it an ordinary second-level exam?"

Song Huai was also annoyed by him, "If your pursuit is only the second book, then why waste my time, why don't you just hang out until the third year of high school and sprint before the exam?"

"Wasting time? So you think I'm wasting your time?"

Meng Xi exploded violently, and Meng Xi said angrily, "Please, can't everyone get one copy? I've said it several times, don't ask me by your standards. Wouldn't it be easy to get two copies? Not everyone is as smart as you, okay?"

And it's not like he can't reflect on himself, why did he throw cold water on him as soon as he came up? ?

However, Song Huai did not give him a chance to say this.

"The question you missed can be wrong again. Is this me asking you with my standard?"

Song Huai poked the paper loudly, "You didn't even pass the class average, so I'm asking you with my standards?"

The whole class was silent.

After a while, Meng Xi pushed away the book on the table and stood up with a crash, "I can't say no to you, anyway, you are right, so you can do whatever you want."

With that said, he went out angrily.

Leaving Song Huai sitting on the seat, he calmed down for a while, then turned around and opened the book on the side again.

Tian Xiaojuan just ate candy a few days ago, she didn't expect the young couple to quarrel in a blink of an eye, which made her, a CP fan, a little at a loss, couldn't help but walked over with a water glass in her hand, and said weakly: "God of learning , why are you two still arguing? If you have something to say, talk about it, Brother Meng still has a very good temper with you..."

Song Huai turned a deaf ear to it, as if he had plunged into the world of books in an instant. Tian Xiaojuan persuaded him a few more words, seeing that he ignored her anyway, so he walked away embarrassingly.

Long after she left, Song Huai read the pages of the book for a long time without turning a page.

Since Meng Xi took the initiative to tell him that he would not target Tsinghua University last time, Song Huai has subconsciously avoided such topics in daily life.

Fortunately, Meng Xi also had a tacit understanding. In addition, the scores had not yet come out, so it was rare to relax for two days after the exam, and the atmosphere was much lighter.

But the planted seeds will not stop growing because of the neglect of the outside world.As long as there is a possibility of parting, it can collect enough nutrients and slowly nourish it in the dark and moist soil.

Meng Xi will not go to the capital with him, Song Huai has fully accepted the reality, but what he cannot accept is——

Hong Kong University, Jiaotong University, and Fudan University, which he can barely use as alternative options, Meng Xi is not even willing to imagine.

Meng Xi said that he was just an ordinary student, but what Song Huai heard between the lines was that he had no ambition to go to a prestigious school, nor did he have any reason to take a step forward.

After all, it's just because we are friends that we stop here.

Song Huai unfolded the crumpled pages of the book, pressed the veins on the back of his hand, and took a deep breath slowly.

·

Meng Xi felt that he had made great progress, but was accused by Song Huai of being inattentive and unmotivated. His self-esteem was severely damaged, and he was so angry that he temporarily and unilaterally severed his friendship with Song Huai.

Tian Xiaojuan didn't know why the two of them were arguing, both of them held their faces and refused to say, she was an old mother, and she didn't know where to persuade her.

It's really like a young couple in love, arguing for a while, moody.

Meng Xi said that if you break off diplomatic relations, you will break off diplomatic relations, which is very backbone.In the past, during self-study at night, sometimes the teacher would pull Song Huai to talk about something, so he would pack up his things and find a corner to wait for him obediently.

Now during the Cold War, he packed up his things before get out of class was over, and when the bell rang, he immediately turned around and ran away, as if he was afraid that Song Huai would catch up.

When he got to the dormitory, he didn't speak. As soon as Song Huai came out of the shower, he immediately packed up his books and rolled on the bed.

The meaning of rejection is very obvious.

With wet hair on his head, Song Huai looked at the bulging quilt on the bed for a long time without saying a word.

Dr. Chen asked Song Huai to go to the clinic for reexamination once a week, and also asked Meng Xi to accompany him.But this time, the two happened to be having an awkward fight, and Meng Xi avoided seeing him, so Song Huai didn't mention it, so as not to be embarrassing.

When Song Huai went to ask for leave as usual, Tang De was joking with some teachers in the office. When he was about to apply for leaving school at noon, he didn't have a clue, and subconsciously joked: "Hey, where is Meng Xi? He won't talk to you today. gone?"

Song Huai paused and said nothing.

Tang De still had a smile on his face. He looked up and saw the student's calm face. Then he remembered that it was normal for Meng Xi not to come. He was very embarrassed, smiled embarrassingly, and quickly approved a leave note for him.

When Song Huai arrived at the clinic, Dr. Chen saw that there was only one person today, so he asked casually. He only said that Meng Xi had something to do, and prevaricated.

Boys of this age have strong self-esteem and self-awareness. Dr. Chen tactfully did not mention it and asked him to take a look at the desensitization record form during this period.

It stands to reason that the normal record actually requires the patient to record the mood and reaction in detail at that time. On the one hand, it can relieve the patient's depression, and on the other hand, it can also give the doctor a detailed reference.

But Song Huai looked deep and unapproachable, and he was still the same when he actually understood it. Doctor Chen knew that if he was asked to keep a diary in a proper manner, he would probably only hand in blank papers.

So he specially made a new version, with a box on it, whether to check in on the day, and a row of options below:

A. The mood is calm, positive emotions are generated when touching, the heart is happy and can be maintained for a long time, not excessively obsessed with dependence, and can still live normally after withdrawal

B. The mood is calm, positive emotions are generated when touching, and the inner joy can be maintained for a certain period of time. Indulging in hugging and holding hands and other contacts, often feel pain, anxiety and depression when withdrawal, and generally maintain daily life

……

E. Intense and uncontrollable emotions, shortness of breath, resistance and aversion, mild stress response

F. Uncontrollable emotional intensity, dizziness, nausea and retching, inability to control one's own psychology and behavior, and stress response

Dr. Chen thought he would choose D or E.He is Song Huai's attending doctor, except for Zhao Yulan, probably no one knows more about Song Huai's illness and his reaction when it occurs.

He thought so.

However, after getting the form, he glanced at it. From the first day of checking in, Song Huai only chose one option.

Emotionally peaceful, able to maintain a pleasant mood, while showing signs of addiction to skin-to-skin contact...

With a black fountain pen, the patient selected all B's.

And Song Huai who he knew would feel nauseous, retching, even fainted, and had skin allergies due to contact...

totally different.

Each is synonymous with the desire to continue touching, to continue to embrace.

Dr. Chen was shocked by the records on the form, and he didn't relax for a long time. When he spoke again, his expression was very complicated, "You are..."

If you look at Song Huai's diagnosis and treatment records alone, he will feel that this patient is no different from most skin hunger patients in the world. The only prescription that Dr. Chen can prescribe is to persuade him to go back and spend more time with his lover and relatives Embrace.

But can this be the same?Even Zhao Yulan overturned in front of her son, that little classmate...

No matter how serious Dr. Chen was, he found something was wrong. He was silent for a long time, and finally put the form aside, smiled awkwardly, "It looks good, but it's probably because you have a good relationship. The tablemate is not on guard. But if it goes on for a long time, it won't have much effect on alleviating stress for your illness..."

He gritted his teeth and said bravely, "Have you considered changing your contact person? For example, your family..."

I heard from Zhao Yulan that she would contact Song Huai's father and ask him to return home as soon as possible.Song Huai has positive emotions of yearning and admiration for his father, and he is also a good helper.

Song Huai shook his head.

Maybe it was Dr. Chen who said something, he looked a little sad, but in the end he chose to refuse, "If it wasn't for him, there would be no need."

This is a blatant answer, putting on the face that I like him and that I am gay.

Dr. Chen is one head and two older. When he thought of Zhao Yulan's son being placed here, not only was his illness not cured, but he also changed his sexual orientation inexplicably...

Gradually suffocate.

"Please don't tell her about this."

Song Huai said.

This she was naturally referring to Zhao Yulan.

Doctor Chen suddenly became more suffocated.

He didn't want to get into this muddy water at all!Say sorry to the patient, but don't say sorry to the benefactor and old friend. It's really a dilemma for both sides, and there are people on both sides.

He was about to cry, "But..."

"If she finds out, she will definitely bother Meng Xi... just pretend you don't know."

Song Huai stood up and said slowly, "If you really can't hide it, then it's okay, I'll take care of it."

·

Because he was still angry, Meng Xi didn't remember that today was the day for the follow-up consultation at first. When he didn't see Song Huai's shadow during class, he suddenly remembered that he had promised Dr. Chen that he would go with him every time the follow-up consultation was held. .

As a result, the follow-up consultation after the first desensitization was dropped.

Although angry, Meng Xi thought about it carefully and regretted it again.

Doesn't it sound like a fart?Song Huai's dog temper has not lasted for a day or two. When he can boast about him, he will have to worry about whether this person has taken the wrong medicine.

Hey, after all, he also wants to save face. If the surname Song says something nice, or slows down his tone a bit, and comes over to ask what's for dinner, won't he be able to borrow the slope to get off the donkey?

He felt sorry for the current situation, but if he really wanted to, he couldn't let it go...

Meng Xi finished listening to the class absent-mindedly, and was tangled all the way back to the dormitory. When he reached the door of the dormitory, he looked up and saw that Song Huai was holding a bag in his hand, and was digging out the keys outside the door.

The two looked at each other without speaking, and the atmosphere was slightly stalemate.

Meng Xi walked up to him, and after he inserted the key, he asked awkwardly, "What did Doctor Chen say? How's the situation?"

Song Huai pushed open the door and said, "It's okay."

There is no more text.

Meng Xi said dryly.

The two came in one after the other, Song Huai opened the medicine bottle in the bag, wrote a note according to the dosage, and pasted it on the bottle.

Meng Xi watched from the sidelines, but had nothing to say, "Why did you prescribe so many medicines?"

Even a fool should know that he wants to go down the stairs.

Song Huai hummed, "I don't sleep well, I use it to help sleep, and there are some multivitamins."

In fact, there is a box of paroxetine hydrochloride.

Before leaving, Dr. Chen was worried, so he gave him a simple depression test. The test results looked okay, but Dr. Chen was always worried that he had deliberately beautified the results. After thinking twice, he still prescribed medicine. It's best not eaten, but if there is...

Still be safe.

Meng Xi didn't know, so he subconsciously took those small medicine bottles and looked at the instructions on them, "Can't you sleep? I thought you slept well."

Song Huai used to go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, and slept until nearly six o'clock in the morning, so the sleep time should not be too beautiful.

Song Huai glanced at him, and withdrew the medicine bottle from his hand, "It can be suppressed during the day, but it is easy to become addicted at night, and it is difficult to fall asleep."

Meng Xi was slightly taken aback. At first he didn't understand what "suppressible" and "addiction" were, but there were only a few answers anyway, and as he thought about it, his ears turned red.

What can be done? He can't sleep next to him on a floor bunk, and the two of them hold hands all night, right?

And why does it sound so intentional...

I always feel like there is a hole in it.

Meng Xi didn't answer, and Song Huai didn't force him to respond, instead he raised the topic, "Why, aren't you angry now? Are you going to talk to me?"

Meng Xi: "..."

This person is ashamed to say that he likes to push his nose on his face, but he is obviously the one who jumped on the bamboo pole, okay? ?

Song Huai put away the medicine, took out another bag from his pocket, and pushed it over.

Meng Xi looked down and saw that it was Alps with strawberry filling.

The bright pink packaging, no wonder you want to stuff it in your pocket.

"I saw it on the road."

Song Huai said unnaturally, "The supermarket has a discount, so I bought it."

Is he someone who can walk into a supermarket?

Meng Xi was holding the bag of strawberry candies, and when he heard the sound of packing, his heart softened immediately.

Meng Xi, Meng Xi, why are you so ignorant as an older brother?

He is also a person who has been proud of himself for so many years, and he has no friends and experience, so it is normal to have a lack of way of getting along with him. No matter how smart he is, there will always be some inappropriateness in human relationships. How can I say something to you? Are you in a hurry?

You want your younger brother to buy sugar to make peace, you are not naive.

Meng Xi scolded himself fiercely, but he was flattered in his heart, "You can't say that about me next time."

Song Huai was startled, "?"

Meng Xi touched his nose shyly, "You can criticize me, but how can you say that I am not self-motivated? Do you know how hurtful it is to call me a worthless scumbag? I have improved so much this time, I thought you would be happy, I thought..."

"I thought you would praise me."

He is obviously an older brother, but when he speaks, he is shy and aggrieved.

Song Huai heard a bang.

It seems like something is broken.

"I'm a very talkative person. Next time you praise me first, and then criticize me, I won't be angry—"

Before Meng Xi finished speaking, an arm suddenly fell in front of his eyes, and the warm palm pressed down on his neck through the thin clothes.

The next moment, he was pulled into a warm embrace.

"..."

Meng Xi's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his heart seemed to be clenched by a hand, even his breathing was tightly clenched.The heartbeat was accompanied by the landing of the candy bag in his hand, and there was a simultaneous thud in his chest.

Song Huai turned his head and restrainedly kissed Meng Xi's hair from an angle he couldn't see.

The author has something to say: restraint, restraint.

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