Save the Sick Iceberg Project

"Are you more comfortable?"

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Xin heard Pei Yan's gentle inquiry.

How come they are so close.Rong Xin thought to himself in a daze, and stood up suddenly in the next second.

Pei Yan sat beside him and looked at him with a smile: "Are you sober?"

"Why are you still... hiss..." Rong Xin pressed his stomach and bent down in pain, only halfway through the defensive questioning.

Although the stomach is slightly better than when it was heart-piercing just now, it still feels uncomfortable as if someone punched it a few times.

He was a little unsure of what happened just now, his mind was dizzy, and he had a vague impression that Pei Yan seemed to have fed him a bowl of water.

Pei Yan stretched her waist, and rubbed her shoulders with a smirk: "Oh, I don't know who was throwing arms at me just now, and they couldn't get up while leaning on me, so they insisted on hugging me."

I'm straight, Pei Yan thought firmly.

It is said that the man who talks more flirtatiously is actually more straight.Pei Yan is determined to prove that she is the number one in history.

Rong Xin's beautiful eyes were murderous: "You are talking nonsense!"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Pei Yan looked like a woman from a good family who had been molested, and clutched her strong chest heartbreakingly, "Well, you little Xinxin, you just leave after relying on someone else, and you turn your back on him."

Rong Xin's face was pale, and he looked like he was about to vomit.

"Oh." Pei Yan punched him hard, "Really, just leaning on him will make him like a father, you are too bad."

Rong Xin spat out with a "poof", clutching his stomach and coughing like hell.

"Look at you, I'm joking and you take it seriously." Pei Yan knew that Rong Xin still had a stomachache, and was afraid that if she flirted too much and would make this beauty who would fall in the wind, she hurriedly took a picture. Patting Rong Xin on the back: "To be honest, I went to the back kitchen to borrow stomach medicine and hot water for you just now. When I came back, I saw that you were in pain and confused, so I let you lean on my shoulder for a while... Of course, you took the initiative." In the end, I still couldn't hold back my cheapness.

He lightly skipped Rong Xin's psychological problems and only said that his stomach hurts.

Resting his stomach with one hand, Rong Xin gasped and raised his head to look at him. He has returned to his previous indifferent and repulsive appearance. His black eyebrows and eyes became more distinct because of his pale face, and his pupils were like dark abysses. There are unknown emotions floating slightly.

"Why are you looking at me so affectionately, wanting to promise you with your body?" Pei Yan gave him an affectionate wink back.

Rong Xin's temple veins twitched violently.

"Drink some more water," Pei Yan smiled, and brought the remaining half bowl of water to his mouth, "It will be cold in a while."

Rong Xin hid for a while.

If in the past, he would have let Pei Yan go, don't meddle in other people's business.However, for some unknown reason now, maybe it was really because Pei Yan rescued him from the abyss of pain when he was the most vulnerable just now, and the barbed words were a little hard to say.

However, just as Rong Xin hesitated for a moment, Pei Yan started again.

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned, how about I drink it for you first?" Pei Yan pursed his lips and moved towards him, "What..."

"No need!" Rong Xin almost couldn't help kicking Pei Yan and the bowl over, paused for two seconds, and finally persuaded himself to be nice to Pei Yan, slowly lowered his head, and drank it from Pei Yan's hand Take a few mouthfuls of hot water.

When he drank water, his long eyelashes drooped, perhaps because of the steaming heat, his eyes glistened with water, and his pale pink lips touched the surface of the water lightly, without the blessing of sharp words, he looked very soft and charming like.

Pei Yan's throat slid, and she couldn't help but think of Rong Xin humming softly on his shoulder just now, and her heart felt warm.

Hold!Pei Yan reacted in an instant, and the hairs on the back of her neck instantly stood on end.

I'm straight I'm straight!You have to be more coquettish, more coquettish.

This damn beauty...

Rong Xin stopped drinking after a few sips, raised his head with a frown.

Pei Yan put the bowl aside, and said softly, "Is your stomach better?"

"You're really nosy." Rong Xin looked at him indifferently, with cold sweat on his forehead, his cold and magnetic voice was still weak, but his tone was not as sharp and piercing as when we first met.

Pei Yan seemed to be different from what he thought.Most of the influential people who can become famous on campus have high IQ and strong purpose. They frequently wander between the student union and the office building, creating maximum benefits in the shortest time and using the most efficient Ways to make the most useful friends, and not to linger on unprofitable people and things.

Rong Xin knew Pei Yan's reputation. He was the most skilled successor of the external relations department among the freshmen of the law school. He snatched away the real power of the president of the basketball club within a month of schooling.Even if Rong Xin didn't care about these things at all on weekdays, Pei Yan's name would still flow into his ears through the word of mouth of his classmates.

Why would such a person waste time on him.What is he trying to figure out.

"Are there no classes in the afternoon?" Rong Xin slowly massaged his stomach with his slender fingers, and gave Pei Yan a faint look.

He was born with upturned eyes, and when he looked sideways at people, he had a palpitating charm. Pei Yan's breathing paused for a second, and he quickly turned to look at his watch: "Yes, but it's not time yet."

Let's make a show, let's make a show!

"But even after class, I can't leave you behind. After all, we have already kissed, and I have to be responsible to you." Pei Yan leaned on her head and smirked.

Rong Xin almost couldn't hold back and slapped his Erha on the face: "Who has kissed you before!"

Pei Yan patted her thigh: "Oh, don't you remember! I told you that when you threw yourself into your arms, I told you to test the temperature of the water first, and I made sure it wasn't hot before I gave it to you. If I'm not mistaken, the place where I fed you water just now happened to be the one I drank... Hey, hey! Don't hit me!"

He grabbed Rong Xin's lightning-like slap to his handsome face, and was surprised to find that Rong Xin's slap seemed to be a bit skillful, with the angle and strength just right, but before he had time to think about it, the wind whistled in his ears, and Rong Xin punched again swung over.

The little patient has a big temper.

"Hitting is kissing and scolding is love!" Pei Yan smiled gloatingly, thinking that she must have been coquettish enough this time, and the traitorous traits in her bones flared up again, "Why are you shy, just tell me if you like me."

"Who's taken a fancy to you!" Rong Xin said angrily.

"Tell me that when I went to the back kitchen to ask for a bowl of hot water, you made yourself like this. Didn't you want me to know that you couldn't do without me?"

Rong Xin was so angry that he almost lost his breath: "You..."

There was a sudden tightness in the stomach, Rong Xin's face changed, and his fist was pressed into the stomach again, gasping for breath in pain.

Pei Yan felt distressed immediately, and hurried over to pat Rong Xin's back lightly: "Look at you, you still hit someone after this, your stomach hurts again. Don't be angry, others will think I'm a domestic abuser." Woolen cloth."

Rong Xin shook off his hand: "Get lost!...uh..."

Before he finished speaking, another heart-piercing pain came from his stomach, which made Rong Xin almost think that his stomach was torn apart by sharp claws. Bow up.

Pei Yan's expression darkened, and the playfulness on his face stopped.

Rong Xin probably has the root cause of his illness. This temporarily borrowed gastric medicine is not very effective, and the infusion may be enough to heal completely: "You can't do this, I'd better send you to the infirmary."

"No..." Rong Xin was sweating like rain.

His stomach still hurts, and he just wants to find a place to lie down.

He forced himself to look at the table in the cafeteria. He didn't know how much old oil stains had accumulated on the seemingly clean table. A slight obsession with cleanliness caused a fierce struggle in Rong Xin's heart, but finally he couldn't persuade himself to lie down on the table.

Forget it, the pain will pass after a while, and I can persist.

Suddenly the sound of the bottom of the bowl rubbing against the table came from his ears, Rong Xin raised his head with difficulty, only to see Pei Yan pushing the two bowls of braised chicken into the distance.

"What are you doing..." Rong Xin asked weakly, not knowing what kind of monster he was going to do.

Pei Yan unzipped the zipper and took off the jacket.

"Is it uncomfortable to sit?" He folded the expensive-looking coat in two, pressed it flat and soft, and put it in front of Rong Xin, as if he didn't care whether the table was dirty or not.

"Lie down on my clothes and rest for a while." Pei Yan smiled.

On an autumn afternoon, the warm yellow sunlight shines on the off-white tabletops in the cafeteria, and the fresh breeze seems to carry the fragrance of millet porridge.

Rong Xin stared blankly at Pei Yan, and suddenly felt a slight tremor in his heart, as if he had been gently stroked by something very soft. This feeling hadn't happened for a long time, and he almost thought it was an illusion.

"You don't think it's dirty?" Rong Xin looked at the label on the dress. This brand is at least a thousand smaller in the mall.

Pei Yan smiled indifferently: "Wash it if it's dirty. You lie on your stomach, it will feel better on your stomach."

No matter it's straight or not, he can't bear to see Rong Xin holding on to the pain, it's so pitiful.

Rong Xin blinked his eyes, finally couldn't bear the pain in his stomach, put one arm on Pei Yan's clothes, and lay down slowly.

The faint smell of laundry detergent became clear immediately, it smelled like the smile of a young boy, fresh and clean.

The tightening pain in the stomach gradually eased with the stretching of the posture, and the feeling of fatigue surged up belatedly. Rong Xin pressed his stomach, took a long breath, and closed his eyes.

It was really strange, even though he was in an open space like the cafeteria, he actually felt very safe, and even a little drowsy.

Pei Yan quietly looked at his quiet profile, and after a while, said in a low voice: "If you live in the dormitory right now, I'll take you back and lie comfortably on the bed."

Rong Xin closed his eyes and breathed lightly, his handsome face was against the light, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Why don't you live in the dormitory? Do you find it noisy?" Pei Yan asked, his voice was very soft, as if he was disturbing something.

Rong Xin rested on his arm, his black eyelashes slightly raised: "Want to trap me?"