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

Song Huai's fingers lightly brushed the hair of the person in front of him, and the soft hair slipped gently from his fingertips.

Restraint, patience.

He said so to himself.

However, the effectiveness of language is often the weakest.

He turned his head and dropped a feather-light kiss on Meng Xi's hair.

"?"

Meng Xi said it well, suddenly there was a big, steaming hot person in his arms, he was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free.

Song Huai's shirt was one size bigger than his. When his shoulders were wrapped around him, Meng Xi was firmly set on the ring of the diamond ring like a jewel, which was precious and even more worthy of cherishing.

"Three, three waters?"

Meng Xi called his name lightly, struggled a few times before breaking free, and was about to push his shoulder, but the other party seemed to have predicted his movement, and whispered in his ear, "Don't move, if you move too much, you will die!" We're going to meet."

His voice is very soft, but the weight of his words is very heavy.

"..."

Meng Xi was bluffed by him, and he didn't dare to struggle anymore.

The two of them were so close that Meng Xi could even feel Song Huai's breath close at hand. The air suddenly became hot, and it was he who breathed out; the air became cold again, and it was he who took a light breath and took it away The heat on the surface of Meng Xi's skin.

Like a control center, the surface temperature of the entire planet is in his calculations, one cold and one hot are extraordinarily balanced.

……

Meng Xi's ears were completely red.

He poked Song Huai's shoulder - because Song Huai told him not to move around, he could only raise his wrist and tap twice, poking his skin through his clothes.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with your brain?" He urged depressedly, "Release quickly, I'm going to be covered in sweat by you."

The two men hugged each other crookedly, feeling uncomfortable no matter how they thought about it.

Song Huai didn't let go, and after a while he said slowly, "I'm thinking about something."

Concerns?

Is there anything on my mind that I want to hold my roommate in my arms?

Meng Xi was hugged so hairy and his limbs were stiff, when he suddenly heard Song Huai sigh indistinctly in his ear.

The hand that wanted to push away paused.

Song Huai rarely sighed.

In other words, he is so smart that there are very few things that really require him to worry about in his home court.

Meng Xi calmed down, thought for a while, and asked, "Did Doctor Chen say something?"

Song Huai hummed.

It's a fart, it's for you little bastard.

As soon as he admitted, Meng Xi's face became more serious.

No wonder.

No wonder he suddenly brought him a bag of candy from the supermarket, no wonder he made up awkwardly as soon as he came back, probably because the follow-up visit was not very good, plus the two days of quarreling, the desensitization was interrupted, everything was not right smoothly.

Is the condition more serious?Can this thing rebound like weight loss?Shouldn't the reaction be more serious now that they are hugging each other?

But I didn't see any resistance in Song Huai... Besides, if you hate it, you won't take the initiative to hug him, right?

"It's only been a week now, and it's normal for the illness to recur."

Meng Xi couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it at all. He patted Song Huai on the back lightly, and comforted him, "It's a good thing to have obstacles. As long as we get over it, we'll win. Let's take our time, as long as today can be better than yesterday. A little better, a little better this week than last week, that's a big improvement, don't rush it."

He spoke so sincerely, and was sincerely making up his mind, Song Huai was stumped for a while, and could only murmur vaguely.

After receiving his response, Meng Xi confirmed his thoughts even more, and encouraged him confidently: "And I think you have recovered very well. Wasn't it so uncomfortable last time? I haven't seen you have any rejection reactions these days." ..."

The two of them were not on the same channel at all, and their thinking was completely different. Song Huai had to interrupt his imagination: "You think too much. Doctor Chen said that the desensitization is not bad."

"Huh?" Meng Xi was taken aback for a moment, "Not bad?"

Was that reaction just now a good look?If there is an improvement, why are you still not happy?

"Well, the effect is unexpectedly good."

Speaking of this, Song Huai suddenly let go of his hand and slowly sat up again, "He said, because the effect was so good, the short-term touch at the beginning became an obstacle to the follow-up, and I have suffered from insomnia recently because of this. "

His voice was flat, like a sleepwalker who had just woken up, and his expression and demeanor were so natural that Meng Xi wondered if the hug just now was his illusion.

Meng Xi looked at him suspiciously, but no matter how he looked at him, he couldn't see any clues, so he continued to ask him: "What does this obstacle mean? Why do you still have insomnia? I remember that you went to bed early when school started, and it seemed that you didn't sleep. The problem."

Song Huai's daily schedule goes to bed at 06:30 at [-] o'clock. Later, in order to wait for Meng Xi to finish his exercises at night, it is common to delay until eleven or twelve o'clock.

It's just that he doesn't know that.

Song Huai looked away, and said softly: "What Dr. Chen means is that the skin hunger and thirst is close to the normal range now."

Normal skin hunger and thirst, longing for the touch and hug of others, and gaining a sense of dependence, trust and security from being intimate with relatives, friends and loved ones.

His illness is difficult to cure, and a large part of it is that subconsciously he is very resistant to his true desires and suppressed his nature——

The body wants it, but the brain doesn't allow it. It is difficult to coordinate the two. In the end, the thinking overcomes this idea and transfers the aversion to desire to the aversion to people.

This attachment is the root of his intractable illness.

What Dr. Chen means is that on the basis of daily desensitization, you should also relax your mind, don't set too high requirements on yourself, and usually tolerate the mistakes of yourself and others, and don't be too strict.

It's all easier said than done.

Meng Xi didn't know anything, and asked in his ear: "What does normal skin hunger look like? Does it mean that you can just hug you more? Is a girlfriend useful, or your mother... "

"No."

Before he finished speaking, Song Huai directly vetoed it.

Meng Xi then kept his mouth shut.

"Anyway, the desensitization will continue." Song Huai said, "I discussed with Dr. Chen, combined with our actual conditions, and finally redesigned the follow-up desensitization treatment."

Redesign?

Meng Xi's eyes lit up, and he only heard Song Huai say: "Doctor Chen knew that your grades were mediocre, and after I helped you with tutoring, he made a suggestion to me. You can use this opportunity to establish a reward and punishment mechanism for learning and desensitization." .linking academic performance to the length of desensitization promotes progress.”

"For example, for this midterm exam, for all the knowledge points that I have said and sorted out in the wrong question book, if I make a mistake, I will receive desensitization treatment for 5 minutes."

"...five, five minutes?"

Meng Xi was dumbfounded.

Reward, reward and punishment mechanism?Did he hear correctly?

Why should study be linked with desensitization? Also, didn’t you hold hands for five seconds every day before? Why did you go to the follow-up visit and become desensitized for 5 minutes if you made a wrong question?

Is this price increase a little too much...

His sluggish expression was too obvious, Song Huai's heart that had been blocked for a day was instantly unblocked, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Not only that, but there are also specific classifications, and not every time there is such a heavyweight punishment."

He said.

Meng Xi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, okay, it is estimated that 5 minutes is the ceiling.It is easy for him to be careless when doing questions, and he often makes a lot of mistakes on small questions. If it is holding hands for five seconds, it is okay, and it is within the range he can accept.

"Specific classification, fill in the blank multiple-choice questions and other lightweight small questions, hold hands for 1 minute; make a big question wrong, hug for 5 minutes. This kind of punishment should not be too much."

Song Huai said slowly, "Both Dr. Chen and I think this method is good. Meng Xi, what do you think?"

Meng Xi: "..."

Do I still have the right to say no?

If I had known it earlier, I would have gone to the clinic together. A super academic, a famous psychologist, and two good heads put together, how could they come up with such a bad idea?

Meng Xi felt infinite regret.

He lingered for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, and asked happily: "Wait a minute, didn't you say the reward and punishment mechanism? What you just said was punishment, right? What about rewards? There should be rewards, right?"

For example, one minute of desensitization will be reduced for every 1 point of improvement, and there will be rewards as well as punishments. As long as the studies can improve, there is no need for two straight men to hug each other in a crooked way. Isn’t that cool?Let's make progress together!

"Reward," Song Huai dragged on, met his eager eyes, and pointed to the ground solemnly, "Isn't this an advance payment for you?"

Meng Xi looked down, and there was a bag of Alpine candies that fell quietly at his feet. The pink packaging was full of innocence.

"........."

·

The quality of the papers in the mid-term exam for the joint exam of the three schools is very stable. There are simple questions, but it is not easy to get points.There are also problems, but they will not directly blow up the student's hometown for a king.

A math paper at a medium speed basically requires two major lectures, that is, four small sections, and then two evening self-study sessions for students to correct, and two days have passed.

According to the previous speed, Zhao Qianqian would compress it into 2~3 subsections. Under normal circumstances, Meng Xi could not catch up. He had to correct the test papers in advance every time, so that he could respond quickly to what Zhao Qianqian said in class.

However, after the last incident in the office, Zhao Qianqian didn't know what medicine she took wrongly, and her temper softened a lot. Some students complained that she spoke too fast after class, but she didn't lose her temper after accidentally hearing it. Tian silently slowed down his speech.

It made the whole class feel confused and flustered, for fear that she was going to hold back some big moves.

Meng Xi wasn't too worried.

The two of them don't have any extra communication, as long as others don't provoke him, he is just a small succulent, growing quietly in his own small flower pot, not hindering others, and he doesn't have to worry about the wind and rain outside.

On this day, Zhao Qianqian single-handedly presented the additional questions in volume 2, and suddenly changed her previous style of speaking forcefully, and even asked a few students to write on the blackboard.

"The first article is Chen Jin, the second article is Wang Ziyan, and the third article..."

She paused, then suddenly coughed, "Probabilities are calculated, Meng Xi."

Meng Xi was burying his head in tearing up the wrong words with tape, when he heard someone calling his name, he raised his head in a daze, subconsciously looking at Song Huai.

He thought it was Song Huai calling him.of

Sensing his gaze, Song Huai turned around and saw Meng Xi cast a puzzled look, as if he hadn't realized what happened.

His heart softened, he couldn't help but find it funny, and kindly tapped the blackboard, "The teacher asked you to go up and do the questions."

Do questions?

Isn't this a math class?What are the questions on the blackboard?

Meng Xi turned his head suspiciously, and Zhao Qianqian looked at him calmly.

The pupil's eyes were facing his direction, and the target was very clear.

"..."

Only then did Meng Xi realize that he had been called, so he hurriedly stood up in a panic, and started flipping through the test papers on the table again, making a lot of noise.

Zhao Qianqian not only did not urge him, but also reminded him a little awkwardly: "The third one is the probability question."

Meng Xi groaned, and walked up to the blackboard in panic and embarrassment, holding the paper.

After finally copying the answers, Zhao Qianqian didn't let them go. She left them aside and asked them to describe their wrong ideas. After they finished speaking, they corrected them one by one according to the steps, and told them what the correct way of thinking was.

I have to say that it is very easy for Zhao Qianqian to teach good lessons to students with poor foundations.

Her attitude towards work is serious. This time, she deliberately picked out the classic mistakes from all the students' test papers. First, she will lead everyone to understand why the wrong solutions are wrong, and then analyze the correct answers step by step. come out.

The entire classroom was silent except for her explanation.

Song Huai lost interest after hearing a few sentences. He closed the test paper with almost full marks, looked up, and saw his little deskmate standing awkwardly in the corner with his hands folded in front of his chest. Very obedient.

It's just a look, it's still a little stubborn donkey.

Stupid, not easy to teach, and always misunderstood.

Song Huai propped his chin, unknowingly lost his mind.

The pen in his hand was inadvertently turning between his fingertips, and the texture of the metal shell accidentally hit the table, or wiped the test paper, making a rattling or rustling sound.

Zhao Qianqian's train of thought was interrupted again and again, and she couldn't help but tapped the table with chalk, "Some students restrain themselves, will they itch to death if they don't turn their pens?"

Everyone saw the god of learning spinning pens, and couldn't help chuckling when they heard this.

Meng Xi also laughed, a little gloating, you also have today's meaning.

Song Huai's eyes were dazzled by that smile, and after regaining his senses, he silently put down the pen, but Zhao Qianqian still hadn't let him go, and subconsciously sarcastically said, "Just bear with the itchy hands, and there are two more questions to answer." After the lecture is over, I will scratch your itch again when the time comes, and you should listen carefully to the class now, no matter how good your grades are, you have to attend the class, right?"

He said he was educating Song Huai, but in one sentence he ridiculed two people.

The smile on Meng Xi's mouth hadn't been wiped away yet. When he was called on at first glance, the students also laughed tacitly, and his ears immediately turned red.

Song Huai couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

·

In Zhao Qianqian's class, you always have to sit upright in fear, otherwise she may use chalk stubs to teach students at any time, not to mention that Meng Xi still stood upright in front of the blackboard for 10 minutes.

When I came back, my back was sore.

Tian Xiaojuan sympathized with him very much, and specially brought him a sympathy gift, a small packet of Weilong spicy sticks.

fifty cents.

Meng Xi took it very carefully, hid it in his desk belly, and praised her: "Good brother!"

Very good!

If it weren't for the risk of contact, he really wanted to give Tian Xiaojuan a high five.

Tian Xiaojuan noticed Xue Shen's gaze, and immediately drew the line wisely, "I'm such a good brother, and so are you, Brother Meng, you dare to say any nonsense... By the way, I'm going to change seats later."

He looked surprised, "It changed so soon?"

Tian Xiaojuan said: "It's not too early, it hasn't been changed in almost two months, right? Last time it was a test."

Meng Xi glanced at the calendar, and it turned out to be the case.

Before I knew it, most of the semester was over.

"Did you see the seating chart?"

Tian Xiaojuan is Tang De's class representative. It is commonplace to go in and out of the teacher's office. It stands to reason that she is most likely to see it in advance.

However, Tian Xiaojuan shook her head, "If only I knew."

She really wants to see the sweet cp next to each other, you kiss me and me!It would be best for these two people to sit in front of her. She has an excellent viewing angle and is even motivated to study!

But Brother Meng made such great progress by sitting with Xue Shen, and Tang De is not the kind of teacher who is very utilitarian, so it is estimated that the two will not be separated.

"That's okay, anyway, we'll find out soon." Meng Xi thought she was reluctant to part with the little sister at the same table, and comforted her, "If you really don't like it, just talk to Old Tang about changing seats."

Tian Xiaojuan hummed twice.

As for other things, Meng Xi didn't care.

However, no one expected that after holding back for two months, Tang De actually came up with a big move for them.

Song Huai and Meng Xi couldn't sit together in the seat chart that was rearranged after the midterm exam.

·

"Fuck, am I blind?"

"No way, did Old Tang type the wrong name?"

"Song Huai sits with Chen Jin, Meng Xi sits with Ban Hua... Is this true?"

"It seems that apart from Meng Xi's table, there are no boys and girls sitting together."

"Grass, I have a premonition of the end of the world."

"This seating chart is too f*ckingly scary, is Old Tang being cheated, what's going on like crazy?"

"My little classmate... I finally waited for her grades to improve a little bit, looking forward to being able to sit at the front desk, how could fate be so tricky..."

Meng Xi stood in the classroom, and the projector cast a new seating chart on the white curtain. He clenched his fist, looked at the pair of names 'Meng Xi and Song Jiajia' on the screen, and put his tongue against his mouth for a moment. Can't say a word.

Song Jiajia is the class flower of the fourth class. She can't be said to be particularly beautiful, but because the science class has always been more monks and less meaty, she looks pure and pure, introverted and doesn't like to make trouble, so boys and girls call her class flower kindly. Complimenting her for her beauty is also describing her as timid and quiet like a flower.

Song Jiajia is not very tall, around 160, and she is not top-notch in terms of character and grades in the class.

Putting such a dodder flower next to him, let alone others, even the person concerned didn't understand what Tang De was thinking.

Not to mention that Song Huai and Chen Jin sat at the same table.

Song Huai, Chen Jin.

"Old Tang, is he crazy??"

Tian Xiaojuan, a class representative who likes Chinese so much, couldn't bear it anymore, "The Xueshen still pushed Chen Jin against the wall in front of him, and now they are sitting together, because I'm afraid they won't be able to fight??"

Not to mention the positions of Song Huai and Meng Xi, although they are not so far away, but one is in the first group and the other is in the second group, so it is not convenient to teach a topic after class.

The more Tian Xiaojuan thought about it, the more she frowned, "Brother Meng, why don't you and Old Tang—"

Before she finished speaking, Song Huai suddenly came back.

He was on duty today, and he had to go down to change the water bucket during the big class break. Meng Xi originally wanted to say that he would go with him, but he was worried that Lao Tang would start class early and use the time between classes to change seats, so he didn't go in the end.

As a result, Old Tang really missed the big break and entered the classroom early.

"What's the matter, the seating chart is out?"

Song Huai returned to his seat, saw the two standing together stupidly, frowned, walked over naturally, raised a topic, and separated the distance between them by the way.

Just as Meng Xi was about to speak, Chen Jin suddenly walked up to the podium and whispered something to the teacher.

Only then did Song Huai realize that the projector was on, and cast his gaze over it, just in time to see the form projected on the big screen in front of him.

It turned out to be a seating chart.

Glancing over, he couldn't help frowning when he saw the familiar name.

·

In Tang De's office.

"Teacher Tang, isn't this seat unreasonable?"

Song Huai stood in front of Tang De's desk, pressing his fingers on the red tabletop.

He was tall and straight, and at that moment, Tang De actually saw a trace of the aura of a superior person from him.

After learning that the seating chart had been set, Song Huai stopped Meng Xi who was about to rush forward to argue with Tang De, moved the seat over without a word, and sat in the new seat with a blank expression.

Chen Jin was so frightened that he leaned against the wall and listened to the Chinese class for two periods. The experience was like going through a ghost movie.

After class, Song Huai came to the office to block the head teacher.

"Of course I have considerations about the seat."

Tang De was not surprised, and explained, "I know you two have a good relationship and are reluctant to separate, but this seat can't just consider whether your relationship is right or not, as teachers, we should also consider comprehensively..."

Song Huai didn't speak.

Tang De coughed, and continued: "You see, after getting along for a while, the two of you are already in perfect harmony, right? You are still roommates, and you can still walk together after class. I'm not forbidding you two to be friends..."

"About your position, since the beginning of the semester, many teachers have specifically mentioned it to me, saying that they hope to form a good learning circle with you as the center, and drive the atmosphere of the whole class from point to point, but at that time, considering you You have a narrow social network and you are a transfer student, so you and Meng Xi were assigned separate positions after the preliminary examination."

"In the past few months, both you and Meng Xi have made some progress in personal life and study, and have begun to learn to accept the group of Class Four. This time, separating the positions of the two of you is also adopting the previous teachers. suggestion..."

Song Huai interrupted him, "So you stuffed him with a girl at the same table?"

"What does it matter?"

Tang De didn't expect him to be entangled in this, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Song Jiajia is good-looking, and the boys in our class are a little impetuous. In this regard, Meng Xi is still calm, I believe he will not make a move. I am relieved to let him sit with Song Jiajia in violation of the school's high-tension line."

Song Huai was silent for a moment.

Although Tang De said that this and that seem high-sounding, the actual reason is already clear after seeing the seating chart.

Chen Jin is a student with good grades and a bit of talent, but unfortunately he only pays attention to mathematics and ignores Chinese and English. Tang De asked them to join a table. Although there is a risk of quarrel, Chen Jin is arrogant. He was dissatisfied, which led to the simultaneous development of his nine subjects, especially the inferior subjects.

Not to mention Meng Xi, the front and rear tables were full of boys, and one of them was a well-rounded physics class representative.On the one hand, she can take care of her studies and on the other hand, she can develop friendships. On the other hand, Song Jiajia has a weak personality and often recruits some rotten peach blossoms. With Meng Xi in charge, it is estimated that these brats can also restrain themselves.

Tang De didn't explain these things, so Song Huai could guess.

But being able to guess does not mean being able to tolerate it.

"Change it back."

Tang De let out a cry: "?"

"Didn't Teacher Tang want me to be on duty before?"

Song Huai said in a deep voice, "I will be a study committee member, and the average score of Class [-] will rise by at least three percentage points next month."

Use a 3% average score increase to exchange for Meng Xi.

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