Pay Attention to Me

Yin Che was holding the milk glass and forgot to drink it.

It was a long time before I recalled this passage: "Your father said it really well."

"Well, I think so too." Jiang Yao touched his cup, "Drink it quickly, it's going to be cold."

After a round of transmission on the mobile phone, more than 20 people ordered 800 yuan, which was a waste of money.

"Don't save it for me." Jiang Yao added some drinks and snacks, counting it to more than 1000, and placed the order directly.

Half an hour later, the takeaways were delivered one after another, covering all the tables in the living room, dining room and bar counter. A group of people chatted while eating.

External schools mainly refer to No. [-] Middle School.

Yin Che was very proud when he heard them talking about the first lieutenant officer, but Jiang Yao insisted on interrupting: "Just that stinky brother..."

He kicked under the table.

Jiang Yao immediately shut up.

Halfway through eating, someone suddenly yelled, "Help!"

Everyone thought that something happened, and asked nervously, "What's the matter?"

The person who just screamed raised his head and said in horror: "The grades are out! My mom just sent them to me!"

"what!!"

"I rely on!!"

"dying!!"

There were screams in the villa, and the expressions on almost everyone's faces were as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhao Cheng: "If I don't read it, I don't read it. If I don't read it, I don't know it. If I don't read it, it means I didn't post it. You too...fuck! Why did you start watching it! Put down your phone!"

There is no way, although I don't want to make a grade, but I can't help being curious.

Jiang Yao said leisurely: "Oh? Did you get your grades? Let me see how you did in the exam. If you fail the exam, you will know the consequences, right?"

The atmosphere suddenly became more terrifying.

"Fuck, fuck, Buddha, bless me, Amen." Zhao Cheng incoherently drew the cross on his chest with his mobile phone, bowed reverently to some god, and opened the phone with trembling hands.

The results of the No. [-] Middle School are sent to each student individually. The results of each subject, class ranking, and grade ranking are all clear at a glance. If you die, you will die very happily.

"No. 72... I'm done..." Zhao Cheng saw his grade ranking, and all thoughts were lost. "I don't think about this winter vacation...Brother Yao, brother, let's go first, remember to come and offer incense to me in Qingming..."

Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Let you patronize looking for a partner, your grades have dropped, right? The leader only got such a low score in the test, how do you convince the crowd? How can you let the brothers hold their heads high in front of other schools?"

Zhao Cheng was ashamed: "I'm the one who's sorry brothers, next time I'll definitely get into the top [-] in my grade, and I'll live up to your trust in me and the organization you entrusted to me."

"..." Yin Che didn't know if he was watching a gangster movie or a comedy movie.

Some people shed tears at the grades, while others danced when they saw the grades.

Huang Jun held his mobile phone and danced wildly in the villa, running from one end to the other: "I finally got 250 in the exam! Hahahaha! I don't need to be punished! I am two hundred and five! I am two hundred and five!"

"..."

OK, it should be a comedy.

Yin Che suspected that Jiang Yao's punishment was abnormal, otherwise how could he force the child into such a state.

It was only when the takeaway was full that everyone digested the sudden final exam results.

The atmosphere became lively again, and a group of people started bluffing again.

"Turn off the lights!" Zhao Cheng yelled.

The person leaning on the switch turned off the overhead light, and the living room was plunged into darkness for an instant, with only the flickering light of the candles on the cake.

"Happy birthday to you..." Everyone sang in chorus, and some tunes went to nowhere, and they sang very passionately.

Jiang Yao recognized the cold voice of the person beside him from dozens of voices, humming softly but very pleasantly.

He curled the corners of his mouth and blew out the candle contentedly.

The lights are on.

"Happy birthday! Cut the cake!" The people around booed.

Jiang Yao raised an eyebrow at his tablemate.

Yin Che didn't hesitate, picked up the knife and cut the first piece for him: "Here."

"Thank you." Jiang Yao took a sip, "It's really delicious."

"Hey——" Others are blind if they can't see what they have.

After dinner and cake, we had a high for a while, and at [-]:[-] pm, some students who were strictly controlled at home said goodbye and went home one after another.

By nine o'clock, there were less than ten people left in the villa.

There were rooms upstairs in the villa, but there were only five of them, which meant that someone must be sharing a bed with someone else.

Zhao Cheng was about to push his Brother Yao out considerately, when Jiang Yao said first, "Cheche, I'll sleep with Zhao Cheng, you can share a room alone, I'll live next door to you, call me if you need something."

Zhao Cheng stared wide-eyed: "Brother Yao? Such a gentleman?"

Jiang Yao kicked him: "When did I become a gentleman?"

Yin Che picked up his schoolbag: "No, I'm going back to school."

This time it was Jiang Yao's turn to stare: "You're going back so late? The dormitory is locked at ten o'clock."

"I took a taxi back. I just checked the map and took the high speed for 10 minutes, so I had time."

"Is there something wrong with you when you go back?"

"fine."

"Why don't you stay if you have nothing to do? Didn't you have a good time today, stay here, and I will take you back to school tomorrow morning."

"I only agreed to come to your birthday party, not to stay overnight." Yin Che picked up his schoolbag, "Let's go, goodbye."

Zhao Cheng and the others replied "bye" in a daze.

I have seen someone who is indifferent, but I have never seen someone who is so indifferent, turning faces is faster than turning pages.

Jiang Yao stopped him outside the door.

The evening wind in the winter night was very cold. Jiang Yao had just taken off his coat in the villa, and now he was only wearing a not too thick sweater.

Yin Che looked at him expressionlessly: "You go in, I really want to go back."

Jiang Yao stared at him silently, then suddenly smiled, very lightly: "The birthday wish I just made is the same as that night."

Catch up with someone you like.

"Actually, I don't have any bottom in my heart. After you rejected me that day, I don't know what to do, and I don't know which direction to work hard."

"You are not interested in my appearance, and you seem to have no interest in me. You didn't respond to anything I did, and you even resisted it."

Jiang Yao slowly inhaled the cold air.

"Can you tell me what I did wrong? For example, tonight, why do I have to go back? What can I do to make you stay? I swear I will never touch you or enter your room, I just want to ...you can spend this birthday with me."

Yin Che looked at him through the night.

In my impression, Jiang Yao is always so confident that he is almost narcissistic, as if he has never shown such an expression.

Carefully, beggingly.

Yin Che also began to feel cold, the cold wind poured into his collar, and the scar on his neck was aching again.

"You're doing well." He forced himself not to look away, "It's just that you chased the wrong person."

"...Are you rejecting me again?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yao stared at him for a long time, trying to find a trace of lying on his face.

But nothing was found.

Yun Che really didn't like him.

Jiang Yao raised his head, looked at the dark winter night, and sighed long, the white mist that he exhaled was blown away by the wind.

"understood."

Then he passed by and entered the villa.

Yin Che stood there for a while, sniffed, and walked towards the taxi intersection.

Before he had gone far, hurried footsteps came from behind and stopped beside him.

Jiang Yao put on his coat and carried his schoolbag, the same as when he came.

"It's too late, the road is not safe, I'll take you back."

Yin Che was slightly taken aback: "No need..."

"Just this time." Jiang Yao smiled, "I just changed my wish to hope that I can send you back to school tonight, can you help me realize it?"

"..." Yin Che didn't know what else to say.

The young man smiled purely without any impurities.

I can't bear to refuse any more.

"……All right."

The two of them were very lucky. As soon as they reached the intersection, they encountered an empty car. When they got on it, it was a quarter past nine and they arrived at school in four and ten minutes. They should be able to catch up.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the taxi was turned on very high, making people sleepy.

Jiang Yao usually talks a lot and was very quiet the whole time. Yin Che couldn't help but glanced to the side and found that his eyes were closed and he seemed to be taking a nap.

Yin Che turned his gaze out of the car window.

The driver avoided the congested routes in the urban area and chose an elevated road. The road was smooth, the speed was fast, and street lights quickly passed by in his field of vision.

From Dongcheng No. [-] Middle School to Xicheng No. [-] Middle School, it is only [-] kilometers away.

But these thirty kilometers are separated by a million people.In a sense, the meeting of two people is a kind of miracle.

Jiang Yao is a miracle in his life.Yin Che thought to himself.

But he needs another miracle.

Does God really grant a person two miracles?

The taxi got off the elevated road, slowed down, and after turning five or six turns, it slowly stopped at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

The driver turned his head: "Here, the cash is still..."

"Shh..." The boy in the back seat touched his lips with his index finger.

The other boy leaned against the back of the chair with a peaceful expression and fell asleep breathing gently.

Jiang Yao paid the money, carried the schoolbag to his chest, got out of the car, walked to the door on the other side, opened the door, bent down, gently helped the sleeping man out of the car, and turned around to carry it.

The driver looked at the back of the two teenagers merged into one in the night, and couldn't help feeling in his heart: youth...

It was not yet ten o'clock, and the dormitory manager saw them coming back late, and said nothing. Many students didn't go home this week, and they stayed at school to review. It's not surprising to go out for activities at night.

Jiang Yao carried the sleeping Yin Che up to the third floor, just in time to meet Zhang Ke who came out to sleep.

Zhang Ke stared wide-eyed: "You, you, what did you do to my Brother Che!"

"Keep down, brother Che is sleepy."

"Oh oh..." Zhang Ke immediately lowered his voice and followed them, "Didn't you go home? Why are you back?"

"It's not for him." Jiang Yao tilted the person on his back and fell into a deep sleep without being woken up at all.

When he got to the door of 306, he realized that there was no key to Yin Che's dormitory, and it was not easy to search through his schoolbag, so Jiang Yao could only carry him back to his dormitory for the time being.

Zhang Ke took out the key for him and opened the door, watching Jiang Yao put Yin Che flat on the bed: "Then where are you going to sleep tonight? It's impossible to squeeze into a bed, right?"

Jiang Yao wanted to squeeze, but he was afraid that if his eyes were closed, he would not be able to open them.

Was beaten to death by his tablemate.

"You go back first, there is always a way, at worst, I will sleep on the desk all night."

Zhang Ke: "Okay, call me if you need something."

After Zhang Ke left, Jiang Yao first turned on the heater fully, and the temperature in the dormitory slowly rose. When he felt hot, he began to take off his clothes.

Take off Yun Che's clothes.

He stood by the bed, supported Yin Che's back with his left hand, and took off his school uniform jacket with his right hand.

In this position, Yin Che was half-embraced by him.

After taking off his clothes, he was still a little reluctant to let go.

The bastard tilted his head and frowned slightly, as if there was something bothering him in his dream.

Jiang Yao's hand patted his back through the sweater, whispering in his ear.

After a few minutes, Yun Che's brows relaxed.

Jiang Yao gently put him back on his bed, then squatted down, and took off his shoes.

Yin Che's feet were a little cold, and his socks were also cold to the touch.It's all right anyway, Jiang Yao sat on the edge of the bed, held his ankle and put it on his lap, trying to wrap him in his clothes to keep him warm.

The bastard's ankle joints are very hard, just like his temper, but Jiang Yao suddenly touched something soft, like a rope.

Jiang Yao vaguely recalled that there seemed to be ornaments on Yin Che's feet, probably the kind of red strings that were used to keep him safe since he was a child.

A little curious, he pulled up the leg of Yin Che's trousers.

It is indeed a red string.

But the weaving is particularly ugly, crooked, the knots are all wrong, and the rope has been unraveled in some places, and the hair is rough.It is not so much an accessory, but more like a waste rope that has not been braided and discarded.

A firm knot was tied at the joint of the red rope.

Unless it is cut off, it will be impossible to untie it for a lifetime.