Pay Attention to Me

In the last week of December, the students were not in the mood to go to class at all, and they were preparing for the New Year's Day garden party every day between classes.

Han Meng saw that his plan was getting no response in the class, so he had a brainstorm and tried to save the country, so he went to Lao Wu quite cunningly.After reading Han Meng's three-page A4 plan, Wu Guozhong was deeply moved and readily agreed: "Okay, just do as you said."

So, in the morning reading on Monday, Wu Guozhong announced the garden party activity of class 1: the majestic maid coffee shop.

Guo Zhixiong let out a wail of "Oh!", rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Students, I think Han Meng's plan is very well written, with a clear purpose, novel arguments, and sufficient evidence. The theme is sublimated at the end: I hope that through this event, more people will take off their colored glasses and eliminate gender stereotypes. And the stereotype of attributes... It can be seen that Han Meng has thought through it carefully."

Chen Yingying scolded: "He just wants to wear it!"

Zhang Ke also scolded: "The simple old Wu was brutally deceived by the insidious little Han!"

"Besides, combined with some recent events in our class, I think this activity is also very educational. There are still five days left, let's get ready as soon as possible."

Everyone understood what Old Wu was referring to by "some things". At that time, the feeling of righteous indignation surged up, and suddenly felt that what Old Wu said was quite reasonable.

What's wrong with wearing women's clothing?It is not them who are disgraced, but those who hold prejudices.

Zhang Ke: "Damn it, this middle-aged man is so attractive, I'm convinced!"

Chen Yingying didn't intend to let a certain culprit go, so she chased after Han Meng after morning reading, and Guo Zhixiong, who woke up halfway, also joined in, and the back row was full of chaos.

Yin Che was laying on his stomach to catch up on sleep, he frowned and gave a "tsk" sound, covering his neck.

Jiang Yao noticed his movements: "What's wrong? Stiff neck?"

"No, my neck hurts."

"Didn't you go for a physical examination this weekend? Do you have any neck problems?"

"It's not surgery." Yin Che didn't want to speak, and buried his head in his arms, "I'll sleep for a while, the teacher came and called me."

"it is good."

Jiang Yao looked at the back of his neck for a while.

Yun Che wore a turtleneck sweater today, his neck didn't show much flesh, but he looked very slender.

How can even the neck be so beautiful.

Chen Yingying twisted Han Meng's arm hard, twisted and cursed: "Did you ask for everyone's consent, you!"

Han Meng: "When you agree, the day lily will be cold!"

Chen Yingying: "How dare you be arrogant!"

Jiang Yao took out his noise-canceling earphones and gently stuffed them into the ears of his deskmate. When he retracted his hands, he accidentally touched the soft earlobe.

It may not have been careless, either.

Yin Che moved a little, but didn't look up.

Jiang Yao turned on the noise reduction mode.Although there is no mobile phone to connect to the other end of the earphone, it is empty and only white noise can be heard, but he is already singing in his heart.

The garden party was imminent, and the students in Class 1 were finally forced to accept Han Meng's plan.

Clothes and props are sold online, coffee supermarkets have them, and dishes and teacups can be borrowed from the aunt in the cafeteria.You only need to prepare some things to decorate the classroom, which is quite labor-saving in a sense.

The girls had no psychological burden, and they were very happy to prepare. Every day, they chatted about the activities of other classes and made an appointment to play together at that time.

In contrast, the boys are almost all frowning.

In the past few days, the theme of Class 1's "Maid Cafe" has spread, and the most common greeting received by the boys in Class 1 is: "Looking forward to your women's clothing."

Live without love.

But no matter how reluctant, the activity has to be done.By Thursday, the other materials were almost ready, except for the coffee beans and milk.Taking advantage of the break after school, several boarding students went to the supermarket outside the school to do some shopping together.

Yin Che's neck still hurts, and he wanted to go back to the dormitory to sleep, but Jiang Yaofei said he would stop by to buy some materials for the handicraft club, and he couldn't pick and choose, so he asked him for help.

After thinking about it, Yin Che didn't mention the matter of feeling unwell, and followed him.

The supermarket is not big, there are few varieties of coffee, but a lot of snacks, probably because it is near the school.

Jiang Yao threw everything he saw into the shopping cart without blinking his eyes. He nicknamed it "reserve food for community activities."

Yin Che idly leaned on the pushcart, watching him stretch out his hands to the shelves again and again, and the bracelet on his wrist rose and fell with his movements.

It's a shame he's still wearing it.

In fact, the weaving is very ordinary, it can only be said to be of an ordinary level, but compared with the messy and rough rope that Jiang Yao wove, it is still readable, and it will not be strange to wear it.

Jiang Yao took a few large buckets of milk from the freezer, put them into the trolley, then took a small box of milk, and asked, "Cheche, do you want milk?"

"It's too cold, don't drink it."

"Go back and warm it up for you." Jiang Yao put the small box of milk into the trolley on his own.

Yun Che found that he was a bit domineering recently.

It wouldn't force him to do anything, but just occasionally, he would make some decisions for him.

For example, two days ago, Han Meng collected the boys' clothes sizes in the class and asked them one by one. When he came to their group, he said, "Jiang Yao, it's time to contribute to the class!"

Jiang Yao shook his head: "My sister is coming on Friday night, and I have to take her to play, so I can't participate in our class' activities."

"Ah... that's fine." Han Meng looked disappointed, but quickly turned his gaze to the other person next to him, "That... Brother Che..."

"Don't make up his mind."

Before Yin Che could speak, he heard Jiang Yao say: "Old Han, I advise you not to try to persuade him, have you heard of 'try and die'?"

"..."

Han Meng finally chose to save his life.

"Why are you so hot?" Yin Che asked, "External electrical appliances cannot be used in the dormitory, as they will trip."

Jiang Yao took another bottle of fresh juice: "Brother has his own way."

It sounds like a lot of ability, but the final solution is to soak in hot water.

Most of the purchased things are piled up in the dormitory of the boarding students. Jiang Yao's dormitory is already messy, and there are large and small bags of items piled up, like a garbage recycling station.

After helping him move things, Yin Che went back to his dormitory, forgetting that the milk was still soaking in his place.After taking a shower and brushing his hair, Jiang Yao just wanted to do some exercises when Jiang Yao brought him warm milk.

"Have you not slept well recently?"

Yin Che's hand paused: "It's okay."

"I see that you have been catching up on sleep between classes these days. Milk helps you sleep. My sister has a cup of hot milk every night and falls asleep as soon as she touches the pillow. You can try it too."

Yin Che lowered his eyes, pressed his lips against the rim of the glass, and took a sip of milk.

Warm, delicate, lightly sweet.

I want to drink it all in one go, but I can't bear it.

"It's just a nightmare."

Every time he went for a physical examination and heard Dr. Feng say: "There is still no change", he would always have nightmares for a few days, especially this time.But according to past experience, it should stop after a while.

"What nightmare?" Jiang Yao joked, "Did you dream of wearing a maid outfit?"

Yin Che kicked his chair: "I dare to wear it, do you dare to look at it?"

"Dare, why don't you dare? It's better than Guo Zhixiong... Hey, what are you wearing on your feet?"

When Yin Che kicked him, a small white ankle was exposed, and it passed by, as if something was tied on it.Before Jiang Yao could see clearly, Yin Che withdrew his feet, and the legs of his pajama pants hung down to block his ankles again.

"What are you wearing on your feet in the winter, but they can't be exposed? Oh... I see. Is it the kind of thing that keeps you safe? I've been wearing it since I was a child?"

Yin Che didn't deny it, nor did he admit it. He drank the cold milk with a few gulps and put down his glass: "Go back to your dormitory."

Jiang Yao smiled and pointed to the left corner of his mouth: "Here, it's touched."

Yin Che subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked: "Is there any more?"

Jiang Yao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and pointed to the right: "There are also here."

Yin Che continued to lick his right side.

"There is still." Jiang Yao took a piece of paper from the table and stretched it out, "It's here."

Yin Che was slightly taken aback.

The temperature of his fingers touched the corner of his mouth through the thin tissue paper.

As soon as the tissue met the water, it immediately became wet, became thinner and more transparent, and gently rubbed against his lips.

It was as if being touched directly by Jiang Yao's fingers.

"Okay." Jiang Yao wiped it quickly, breaking it up with one touch, crumpled the used tissue into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

When Yin Che recovered, he seemed to remember that the place Jiang Yao wiped for him was licked by him.

It could also be his delusion.

But it's not an illusion that Jiang Yao has been a bit domineering recently.

In the past, if he wanted to do this kind of intimate action, Jiang Yao would definitely ask for his permission, just like the last time he helped him take off his coat and put on medicine.

Recently, Jiang Yao has an indescribable aggressiveness.

Little by little approaching his line of defense, little by little invading his territory, as if testing his bottom line of tolerance.

"You son of a bitch." Jiang Yao asked him softly, "Have you changed your mind about me?"

Yin Che raised his eyes: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Jiang Yao fiddled with his bangs, his eyes seemed to be averted: "Just... do you feel that although I am pretty average in all aspects, there are also things that make you... er, let people feel, heart-wrenching?"

"It's better to ask someone else than to ask me."

"..." Jiang Yao put down his hand and sighed, "Alright, I knew you would say that."

Yin Che looked at him inexplicably as he went back to the dormitory dejectedly.

This question is too difficult to answer, even if Jiang Yao makes his heart beat everywhere, how can he know whether others will fall in love?

The author says:

Xiao Jiang: He still dislikes me so much, am I out of play_(:з」∠)_