Save the Sick Iceberg Project

This intuition is frighteningly sharp.

"Who said that? No way." Pei Yan rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "It's just that I have to be responsible to you after all, so I need to know more about it...Ah, ah, I was wrong, we are a pure team Member relationship, team member relationship!"

Rong Xin's feet under the table lifted leisurely from Pei Yan's toes, her beautiful eyes showed no emotion: "I like to be alone, that's the reason, I have no other embarrassment, and I didn't deliberately embarrass you."

It turned out that he already knew about the little hostility towards him in the 310 dormitory.

Pei Yan found it more and more interesting, and smiled: "It's quite expensive to rent a house outside, and the one near Hope University is estimated to cost [-] a month."

Rong Xin gave a faint "hmm", which was regarded as acquiescing, and rubbed his knuckle fingers on his stomach. Without the initial guard, his pale face looked lazy and indifferent.

"Are your parents a friendly sponsor?"

I don't know if it's Pei Yan's illusion, but when the word "Parents" was mentioned, Rong Xin's lazy expression seemed to pause for a second, the deep black pupils were hidden under the thick eyelashes, and even his lips were slightly pursed tight.

"I work outside by myself." Rong Xin said lightly.

Family feud?

Pei Yan wrote it down in her heart, and seemed to have found a trace of the inner reason for Rong Xin's withdrawn personality.

In fact, even if he didn't ask, he already had a vague feeling that no normal family would name a child like "Xin".

"Xin" refers to the punishment knife in ancient times, and its deeper meaning is sin. It is not a good word either in terms of semantics or sustenance.

Ordinary people's naming is nothing more than hoping to give their children a good start, but Rong Xin's parents don't know what to think. They chose such a crazy word, as if they have a grudge against their children.

Rong Xin buried half of his face in his arms and slightly closed his eyes.

This is a gesture of resistance.Pei Yan knew that asking further questions at this time would only be counterproductive, so she just smiled lightly.

The sun outside the window was warm, the sparrows were chirping, the clock on the wall was beating forward, and neither of them spoke.

Rong Xin lay quietly on the table, breathing shallow and long. Pei Yan sat beside him, looking out of the window with his head in a daze, but couldn't help sneaking a peek at Rong Xin's pretty face.

Pei Yan felt that Rong Xin really looked like a cat.

When he is not cursing or sneering, he looks very soft, white and weak, with a bit of natural dark brown hair, which is inlaid with a layer of fluffy golden edges by the sun, like a soft and cute kitten, which makes people feel An urge to touch.

But Pei Yan knew that if he really touched it, he would definitely get beaten. After all, this little milk cat is quite fierce and can shine its claws.

He couldn't help laughing, and felt distressed after laughing.

He didn't even give him a good name, so it is conceivable that Rong Xin's childhood life would not be very happy.A person is not born indifferent, he must have experienced countless things that make him feel cold, so that he will wrap himself up under a hard shell.

Originally, he was just curious about Rong Xin, but now he has the urge to know more about him.Rong Xin is like a mysterious box, every layer is opened is an unexpected surprise, there is a temptation to fascinate people.

But Rong Xin is too smart, even though he is very cautious, most of the tentative intentions can still be seen through by him at a glance.Pei Yan can be sure that Rong Xin knew about it when he was secretly doing psychological analysis for Rong Xin. He just didn't care, as long as he didn't touch his sensitive bottom line, he would guess at will, even with a little "I want to see it." What do you want to do" jokes.

This kind of confrontation greatly boosted Pei Yan's interest in further in-depth exploration, but made him have to be more cautious, so as not to accidentally touch Rong Xin's thunder point and lose the opportunity to contact him.

Why do you care so much.

Pei Yan felt that she might really want to make friends with Rong Xin.

----

It was an hour later when Rong Xin woke up, Pei Yan's clothes were still pillowed under him, but Pei Yan was no longer there.

There was a box of stomach medicine on the table beside it, and the way to take it was written on the box.

The corner of Rong Xin's indifferent mouth seemed to hook up slightly, and he put the medicine into his schoolbag.

He actually fell asleep just now, and this was the first time he fell asleep outside of home in these years.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired these two days, Rong Xin said in his heart.

The pain in his stomach was gone, but the exhaustion after the pain made him not want to get up right away.He lazily hugged Pei Yan's coat and took out his phone, wanting to check the latest news, but saw an unread message notification from the morning.

There are no more than ten mobile phone numbers stored in Rong Xin's mobile phone. Even the sales text messages seem to know that he has no desire to shop and will not easily harass him. There is basically only one person who will send him a message on weekdays.

Xie Zhiyuan: [A new Cantonese restaurant has opened near the school. It is said that the reviews are not bad. Do you want to have dinner together at night? 】

Rong Xin lowered his eyes, he felt disgusted when he mentioned food now, so he replied two words: [No]

The other side replied in seconds: [Don't always make do, you have a bad stomach, you have to eat three meals a day on time. 】

Rong Xin buried his face in Pei Yan's coat slowly, and sighed.

Xie Zhiyuan is his high school classmate and childhood neighbor. He sat at the same table with him in the first year of high school. Later, Rong Xin took a year off from school. When he came back, Xie Zhiyuan had already entered the second year of high school.Logically speaking, the interaction between the two should fade away, but Xie Zhiyuan still always came to him, and invited him to have a meal and chat with him from time to time.

Although Rong Xin is indifferent to feelings, it's not that he doesn't understand. Xie Zhiyuan likes him, and he has liked him since the first year of high school.But Rong Xin didn't want to fall in love, and he only treated Xie Zhiyuan as a classmate, so he rejected him clearly at the very beginning.Xie Zhiyuan never gave up, saying that it would be good to be friends.

Coincidentally, he was also admitted to Hope University, a year earlier than Rong Xin, and he is now a sophomore.

[My mother sent me some lychees from my hometown. When you are at home, I will send you some. 】Xie Zhiyuan said again.

Rong Xin rubbed his stomach and slowly typed out the words [No, you can eat], and before he had time to click send, Xie Zhiyuan's message had arrived.

[My mother planted it herself in the orchard. She just picked it two days ago. She asked me to give you some more, and asked you how you are doing.If it's not convenient for you, I can put it at your door. Remember to put it in the refrigerator when you come back. 】

Rong Xin paused silently for two seconds, finally deleted the last line, retyped [Thank you], and sent it.

Xie Zhiyuan returned a happy expression.

Rong Xin put down his phone and planned to go to the library to read a book. When he stood up holding Pei Yan's clothes, he suddenly felt something fall out of his clothes pocket and landed at his feet.

It's a little note.

He picked it up and opened it, only to see that there was a line of big characters written in the same dragon and phoenix font as on the medicine box - it was Pei Yan's phone, and there was a cartoon handsome face wearing sunglasses and a wicked smile on the back:

"Add me as a friend. The most handsome professional in the law school will chat with you. If you can't buy it, you will suffer a loss, and you won't be fooled if you buy it."

Rong Xin can't laugh or cry, Pei Erha's 687-point sesame brain is all used on this, and he doesn't know when he stuffed this note into his pocket, and put it just right, it will fall out when he moves .

The phone number is bold and bold, almost spilling out of the paper.

Rong Xin was silent for a long time, but in the end he didn't add anything. He rewound the note and put it back in Pei Yan's pocket intact.

----

Pei Yan was a little absent-minded for the next few hours. In the afternoon class, his father had been nagging him every day since he was a child, and his ears could almost hear the cocoon's concept of criminal law.His mind had already gone to the sky, and there seemed to be Rong Xin vaguely sitting on the cloud. Rong Xin had a pair of white and soft cat ears, and gave him a baby-like "meow~" in a childish voice.

Huh provo~ Pei Yan's goose bumps all over her body numbly.

He took out his mobile phone, and there were more than a dozen red new contact notifications in the address book. He swipe down, and after swiping several times, he didn't see the person he wanted. Those who added him were all little fans.

"Whoever sold my mobile phone number, let's see if Dad doesn't deal with him when he goes back." Pei Yan gritted her teeth, and guessed that Chen Xiaoxing, her most inconspicuous roommate, probably did it.

Rong Xin didn't add him, most likely he was still sleeping.

Pei Yan put the phone back into her pocket as if nothing had happened, and took it out 2 minutes later.

Sleep ass!It's been two hours.

Pei Yan rubbed her chin irritably, and finally couldn't help sending a message to the classmate who was in charge of registering student information at the beginning of the semester, asking for Rong Xin's cell phone number.

Rong Xin had just sent Pei Yan's clothes for dry cleaning, when he came out, he heard his phone ring.

He thought it was Xie Zhiyuan again, but when he opened it, he found that it was a friend request:

[Pei Yan: Teammate, let's discuss the topic of case analysis for the civil law class! 】

Rong Xin frowned. He didn't hate Pei Yan, but he didn't intend to make friends with him either. He liked to be alone, not to mention that Pei Yan was the focus of the crowd. He didn't want to get involved with such a person. people pay attention.

And...he always felt that Pei Yan might have made a fool of himself when his stomach hurt the most at noon today.

Otherwise, why did he suddenly start talking nonsense, like an old rascal.

Rong Xin's ears were a little hot. This sense of uncertainty made him feel uncomfortable and awkward when facing Pei Yan. This feeling was like someone had forcibly poked a hole in the silkworm cocoon he had carefully built to spy on him. It seemed that he had reached some privacy that he didn't want to talk about.

Rong Xin didn't care, put his phone away and walked home, he didn't have class in the afternoon, the sudden stomach cramps at noon made him feel numb now, he didn't go to the library, he had to go home and have a rest.

The rented house is not far from the school. It is a very ordinary neighborhood, quiet and quiet. There are paulownia trees planted downstairs, which are golden in autumn.

The elevator door opened with a "ding", Rong Xin walked out with one shoulder on his back, and met a person head-on.

Xie Zhiyuan: "Rong Xin?"

Rong Xin looked up and saw Xie Zhiyuan standing at the door of his house, with a large box of fresh lychees at his feet.

"What a coincidence." Xie Zhiyuan wiped off the hot sweat on his forehead with a smile, "I was planning to send you a message saying that I have delivered the lychee, why did you come back so early today, and didn't go to the library to read?"

The school is about 10 minutes' walk away from Rong Xin's house. Xie Zhiyuan doesn't have a bicycle, so he probably moved this box of lychees all the way from the school dormitory.

Rong Xin looked at Xie Zhiyuan's slightly flushed face, sighed softly in his heart, took out the house key from his pocket, and said lightly: "I'm a little tired today."

He opened the door, turned around and said to Xie Zhiyuan: "Come in and have a glass of water."

The author has something to say: Pei Yan, don’t be too happy, there are people chasing the little iceberg~