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

Although he didn't say it clearly, after Meng Xi went back, he thought about it and didn't understand what Song Huai was trying to express at that time.

What on earth does he mean?Did you say you agreed?

But looking at Song Huai's attitude, it doesn't seem like there is anything like "not to be an example".

No matter how much Meng Xi thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he just gave up thinking about it. Anyway, next week is the test, and the answer will be known next week.There is no need to rush to know things sooner or later.

Why don't we just chat, it's like reading comprehension. If you get full marks, will you be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University?

Meng Xi dismissed this.

That night, the math class representative walked in with a lot of papers and announced that there would be a set of pre-examination tests for the evening self-study, and the test time would be two hours.

Meng Xi glanced at the time, it was still early, and he could go back to the dormitory to read for a while.

He packed up his things, bent over and was about to leave, when a group of subtle eyes immediately followed him.

"What, what's wrong."

Meng Xi put on the mask with a guilty conscience, his voice was muffled inside, and it sounded a little vague, "I don't know these things, and there are no multiple-choice questions to fool me."

No matter how small the matter is, anyway, it is not a day or two for him to hand in blank papers.But if he passed the test blindly, and Zhao Qianqian saw his score, he would definitely have another seizure.It's fine if it's just a scolding, but the key is to call Meng Jianguo to criticize him...

Meng Xi couldn't stand this.

But what is the wind blowing today?Song Huai still cares about his attendance?

Meng Xi teased casually, "Why, don't you want to part with me? If you are willing to help the poor, then I can't..."

Song Huai turned his face back blankly.

Meng Xi smiled. Seeing that the class representative had already started handing out the test papers, he waved his hand, hurriedly said 'See you', and then slipped away through the back door.

·

In the few days since entering the second year of high school, Meng Xi is more comfortable than in the first year of high school.

In order to maintain a distance, he deliberately drew a [-]-point line on the desk. Normally, the two people and their belongings would sit on both sides, separated by a Pacific Ocean, which is not easy to touch.

Not to mention that Song Huai is simply an artificial measuring stick, which is more accurate than the lines he draws, and there are basically no collisions or accidental collisions in daily life.

With a comfortable life, Meng Xi didn't skip class anymore.

Except for occasionally avoiding Zhao Qianqian, he usually sleeps in a corner, reads novels, or plays games with headphones.However, in order not to disturb Song Huai, he reduced the frequency of playing chicken and king in class a lot, in case he got agitated and caused an accidental collision.

He can still block it with his clothes on, so it doesn't matter.But if it happened, Xue Shen might kill him on the spot...

After Meng Xi returned to the dormitory, he read the book for a while, memorized fifty words and a few ancient poems, and then stretched himself, logged on WeChat and called his friends to eat chicken.

Since he discovered this inexplicable superpower in junior high school, he has gradually lost contact with his friends in real life.

For a period of time, Meng Xi suspended his studies and stayed at home, leading a very depressed life.After all, both parents have jobs, so even if they want to be with him 24 hours a day, they are powerless.

Staying at home is unavoidably boring, so Meng Xi became addicted to the Internet and games. He visited Tieba Zhihu and Hupu, Douban Weibo and Station B. Across a network cable, he made many like-minded friends in it. .

In the past two years, the netizens around Meng Xi have scattered, and finally there is only one good brother left, whose online name is Yubai.

Yubai had just been admitted to a well-known 985 school this year, but due to the high pressure of the three years in high school, he suffered from severe social phobia and psychological barriers, so he had to suspend school and stay at home to slowly adjust his state.

These two people share the same illness and cherish each other, and they insist on the principle of seeing the light and not facing the base, chatting and playing a few games when they have time, and the friendship has been maintained until now.

For the past few days, Meng Xi has been nestled in the classroom all day, and has no chance to play games at all. The good brother has long been lonely and sent him several messages.

Yubai: Xiao Meng! !I miss you so much!

Yubai: Have you finished class yet?Let's form a game later?

Yubai: No one has helped me improve the score these days, I have already fallen to the trump card 55555

Yubai: But I found a new teammate, a girl who is quite cute.The operation is okay, and it seems to be an alumnus with me, hehe.

Yubai: By the way, I told her that you are a super master, the kind who can lie down every minute.Now she is very curious and says she wants to add you on WeChat...

Yubai: [kneeling.jpg]

After Meng Xi changed his clothes, he saw the chat page quickly moved up. He couldn't help but smiled, and replied: "Got it, let her add me. Just lie down and never flirt with her."

Immediately, a bunch of kiss emoticons were sent to the phone.

Yubai: You are not my elder brother now, you are my uncle!If I have a chance another day, I will definitely treat you to a glass of wedding wine from 82!

Meng Xi smiled, and after a while, he received a message to add friends.

The profile picture of the new friend is a pink Q-version girl, nicknamed Zhizhi.

The sign on the information column said that I also want to drink pearl milk tea today (clench fist), which is inexplicably a little more cute.

Meng Xi casually clicked on her circle of friends and glanced at her.

Zhizhi may not be very old, but he is indeed a very beautiful and cute type.In her circle of friends, she occasionally posts two beautiful selfies, as well as a few photos of milk tea and movie tickets, which are full of life.

The latest news was sent out in the middle of the night yesterday, two long pictures in black and white, with a string of text: My mother has finally finished her liver, and cut her own leg meat to produce food. My beloved CP is the number one in the world! !

"?"

Obviously each word is a commonly used word, but together they just can't understand...?

Meng Xi subconsciously clicked in, and saw a line of eating instructions written on the top.He scanned quickly, and his eyes were full of 'flower vomiting', 'infection', 'skin hunger and thirst', and a large explanatory word that he couldn't understand and seemed to be a term.

"???"

Meng Xi had a question mark on his face, and before he had time to search on Baidu, Yubai jumped out and frantically urged him to go online.

After finally touching the game for a while, Meng Xi didn't take it to heart, and opened the chicken.

In order to complete the four-player game, Zhizhi recruited another girl, but the other party did not turn on the mic, but according to Zhizhi, this is the girl she added unintentionally. Use shortcuts to communicate.

As long as you don't hold back, it doesn't matter whether you turn on the microphone or not.

Meng Xi is the owner of the house, and after adjusting the settings, he directly matched the game.

A round of eating chicken can be as short as one or two minutes to make a box, and as long as 2 minutes, it can reach the finals to eat chicken with guns.After two or three rounds, it has been more than an hour. Everyone's hands and shoulders are a little tired, so they just stand in the lobby and chat, and relax by the way.

It's small talk, but it's actually Yubai blowing Zhizhi's rainbow farts, and Zhizhi blows Meng Xi's rainbow farts in turn. The two of them babble, and they can talk for four or five hours standing dryly.

With only 5% battery left in Meng Xi's phone, he simply took off his earphones and plugged in the charger.

He sat for a while and was about to eat some snacks when he heard the familiar door opening.

There was a thunderstorm outside the dormitory building, Song Huai was holding a dark blue long-handled umbrella, and water was still dripping from the umbrella.

He walked in with a sullen face, hung up the umbrella and took a towel to wipe the water, feeling a little irritable: "Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll take a shower first."

"No, you wash first—"

Halfway through the conversation, Meng Xi remembered that he was still connected to the mic, and before he had time to backstage, a curious voice came out from the speaker, "Wow!"

"Where did this little brother come from?"

She didn't know that Meng Xi was playing, so she casually boasted, "The voice is nice."

Meng Xi broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly plugged in the earphones, and before he could say a word, he pushed the game out of the background.

Song Huai stood aside and watched coldly: "Your girlfriend?"

"No. I don't have a girlfriend." Meng Xi was very surprised, "She's just a new girl my friend met, and it's also the first time I played games with her."

Song Huai didn't speak.

Meng Xi suddenly remembered that on the first day Song Huai transferred to another school, a girl asked him which Huai he was, but he didn't say a word and just changed the subject.

Does Song Huai have any shadows about this?

Meng Xi thought for a while, and then said: "Just now she just said it casually, and didn't mean to offend you. I apologize to you on her behalf."

"I have no other intentions."

Meng Xi choked suddenly.

"If you just want to avoid studying, you don't have to." Song Huai said suddenly, "This kind of excuse is too bad. It's better to go to the hospital to get a sick note and apply for a suspension of school."

Meng Xi was taken aback by what he said.

Didn't you just talk about girls? Why did you suddenly mention this again?

... He didn't avoid studying either.

"I just played the game for a while after I finished school. And I—"

Meng Xi almost blurted out, but fortunately he stopped in the end.

It's okay not to say, Song Huai raised his head, waiting for his answer.

Meng Xi opened his mouth, and a few words from Zhizhi's circle of friends just now flashed into his mind.

"I, I have a little skin-to-skin panic disorder."

Even he himself didn't know if what he said was right or not, Meng Xi could only rely on his short memory to make it up, "Whenever I meet someone, I feel unwell, feel dizzy and want to vomit, and there are many, many rashes on my body. I skipped classes and morning exercises because I wanted to avoid contact with other people."

"As for Zhao Qianqian, she has a lot of self-esteem, and my test score is an insult to her. So don't take the test at all, so as not to make her angry, and it won't lower the average score of our class."

What Meng Xi said was half-truth, and Song Huai stood in front of him, with wet hair hanging softly on his forehead, and the shadow of his hair blocked his gaze.

Song Huai looked at him for a while, then put down the towel to wipe his hair, "Really?"

"Yes, yes."

Song Huai was silent for a moment without answering.

He turned around and picked up a change of clothes and toiletries. He didn't dwell on the topic just now, but said, "I'm going to take a shower."