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Hearing him yelling and tossing, Yang Yue who was not far behind him must be curious, but halfway through the game, he couldn't find time to care.

No matter how good the relationship is, Jing Tian doesn't want to say anything about this kind of embarrassment.

Before Yang Yue's round was over, he quickly escaped from the dormitory with his mobile phone.

Just as he walked downstairs, he received a message from Zheng Xunqian.

Jing Tian snorted angrily and opened it, dumbfounded.

--Oh.

What does it mean?Let him go, so he will go away?

Is this the end of their exchange?

After being dazed for a few seconds, Jing Tian regretted it.

It was so hard to talk, it was obviously an opportunity, so it was a pity to end it like this.

Isn't his face lost in vain?

Otherwise, why don't you take the initiative to say something?Should I return the tablet, and can I continue my tutoring? Just now I encountered two problems, so it is convenient for Fang to answer them for me.

You didn't come to class today, why?

Jing Tian stood downstairs in the dormitory, holding his mobile phone and taking a deep breath, secretly gathering courage for himself.

Before he was ready, the phone rang again.

Zheng Xunqian took the initiative to call him.

Jing Tian was still nervous when he picked it up: "...why?"

"I'm just kidding you," Zheng Xunqian said, "I don't have a backup."

"real."

Zheng Xunqian emphasized.

Jing Tian lowered his head and muttered softly, "You are so boring."

"Aren't you bored?" Zheng Xunqian said, "Shooting this kind of stuff."

Jing Tian blushed again immediately, and wanted to refute, but couldn't hold back his words.

Zheng Xunqian's voice was filled with a smile: "What are you thinking?"

It's none of your business!Jing Tian slandered, but he couldn't say it out of his mouth.

After the impulsive energy of urgency and anger just now, he couldn't be fierce anymore.

"You really didn't show it to me on purpose?"

"No!... You are so narcissistic."

Jing Tian said.

Zheng Xunqian didn't take it seriously: "Will it be?"

Jing Tian didn't want to discuss this issue with him. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to turn to the topic he cared more about: "You didn't come to class today."

"Ah."

Zheng Xunqian finished answering, but did not explain.

Jing Tian could only ask: "Why?"

"I'm sick, I don't want to move," Zheng Xunqian said, "Take a rest."

Jing Tian was surprised: "What's the matter? What's wrong? Is it serious?"

"Maybe I caught a cold," Zheng Xunqian said, "I have a little fever."

Jing Tian was taken aback.

While he was in a daze, Zheng Xunqian continued: "Yesterday I wore clothes that weren't fully dry, and even ran around a lot to give someone breakfast."

"Why don't you speak?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian frowned, and asked cautiously, "Is it burning badly?"

"I don't know," Zheng Xunqian said, "I don't know."

Jing Tian was very worried, "Is there no thermometer? If you don't want to go out, let me help you buy one."

"No need," Zheng Xunqian said, "It's not serious, I know it myself."

"But……"

Zheng Xunqian interrupted him: "I want to eat the signature incense pot on the second floor of the cafeteria, but I feel dizzy and don't want to go there by myself."

Jing Tian was speechless for a moment, and said, "When you are sick, you should eat something lighter."

"Then, tofu and fish head stew is also fine."

Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian sighed in his heart: "I know."

The serving of fish head stew in the cafeteria is quite large, and it cannot fit in one packing box, so you have to pack two, plus a box of rice, which is a bit heavy to carry in your hand.

Jing Tian was walking on the road when he suddenly remembered something.

Chu Chentao, who just broke up with him because of being rejected not long ago, said in the cafeteria that day that he used to pack food for him because he wanted to eat but was too lazy to go to the cafeteria by himself.

Now, he is actually doing the same thing.

He was the only one in Zheng Xunqian's bedroom.

Contrary to expectations, this person was not lying on the bed, and his mental state didn't look too bad, his expression was no different from usual.

"...Do you really have a fever?" Jing Tian asked suspiciously after putting the takeaway on the table.

Zheng Xunqian walked up to him, took his hand, and pressed it to his forehead.

"What do you think?" He asked Jing Tian.

An unnatural heat came from the palm close to Zheng Xunqian's skin, Jing Tian was flustered, and quickly withdrew his hand: "At least go to the infirmary?"

"It's not necessary, I just caught a cold." Zheng Xunqian stretched out his hand to unpack the takeaway, "I've already taken the medicine."

As he said, he turned his head and glanced at Jing Tian: "Someone care about it, and it will be better soon."

The implication is that after Jingtian left yesterday, he ignored him again.

Jing Tian thought to himself, I didn't know you were sick, and you didn't tell me.

But if he just said that, Zheng Xunqian might bring up the old matter again.

Yesterday he was the one who slipped away first and then unilaterally stopped replying, after all, it was quite unreasonable.

"You've been in the dorm all day?" he asked.

"Well," Zheng Xunqian sat down at the table, picked up a spoon, and took a sip of the soup, "I don't feel well, I don't want to move."

It's almost dinner time now, isn't it hungry all day.

"...you should tell me earlier."

Jing Tian said.

Zheng Xunqian didn't answer his question, but pushed another unopened lunch box on the table towards him: "Let's eat together?"

The contents of the two packing boxes are the same, and the amount is so large that Zheng Xunqian cannot finish it all by himself.

Jing Tian didn't refuse, and sat down beside him.

Very strange.

Less than an hour ago, he thought that the relationship with Zheng Xunqian would be completely over, and he would be strangers from now on.

But now, they are sitting side by side, eating delicious fish soup bibimbap, as if nothing happened before.

Jing Tian secretly hesitated, whether he should just pretend to be stupid like this, pretending that nothing happened.

"By the way," Zheng Xunqian said suddenly, "You haven't told me why you took pictures of that kind of thing."

Jing Tian almost choked.

"None of your business!" he finally yelled.

"It's none of my business, you took it with my tablet." Zheng Xunqian picked up a piece of fish calmly, "It's not clean now."

"..." Jing Tian widened his eyes.

He was a little angry.

After running so hard for such a big circle, and working hard to deliver food to this bastard, he was actually humiliated.

Zheng Xunqian pushed his nose and face too much.

"I bought what you put in your mouth!" he said.

Zheng Xunqian looked at him: "Thank you."

Jing Tian was speechless again.

"Although you still don't pay attention to me from beginning to end."

Zheng Xunqian said.

"I..." Jing Tian lowered his head, "How did I know you were sick!"

Zheng Xunqian didn't make a sound and drank the soup quietly.

"You are really annoying," Jing Tian couldn't help it, and spoke out all his mental activities, "Do you mean to make me angry?"

Zheng Xunqian put down his chopsticks: "...how come?"

"Yes, soon," Jing Tian raised his head and glared at him, "You're mad at me right now."

Zheng Xunqian looked at him for a moment, but for some reason, he laughed.

"Sorry," he lowered his gaze while speaking, "Maybe it's a little bit, sorry."

Jing Tian's face turned red all of a sudden, and he looked away in a panic, pursing his mouth and not making a sound.

"I didn't come to class, and you don't care about it."

Zheng Xunqian said.

"I..." Jing Tian stirred the fish soup in the lunch box with a spoon, "I thought you were hiding from me."

"Obviously you are hiding from me," Zheng Xunqian said, "The villain will sue first."

He didn't make a sound, and Zheng Xunqian didn't say anything more.

Zheng Xunqian had been hungry all day, but his appetite was not very good. He didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, only drank some soup, and then put down his chopsticks.

"If you are sick, you need to eat more to get better quickly."

Jing Tian said.

"You still haven't told me why you want to shoot..."

"You are so annoying!" Jing Tian shouted.

Zheng Xunqian laughed out loud: "I'm so curious."

If you don't answer this question, I'm afraid this guy will ask endlessly.

Jing Tian had nothing to do, so he could only blushed and confessed honestly.

"I want to see what that tattoo on my back looks like."

"Wouldn't it be better to find someone to take a photo for you?" Zheng Xunqian said.

Seeing Jing Tian wrinkled his face and said nothing, he quickly realized the problem, and stretched out his hand to Jing Tian: "Give me the phone, and I'll take pictures for you."

Jing Tian moved back: "No need."

Just kidding, doesn't that mean he wants to poke his butt at Zheng Xunqian when he takes off his pants.

"What does it matter?" Zheng Xunqian said, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

"……Need not."

Jing Tian insisted.

Zheng Xunqian sighed, and withdrew his hand: "I really don't remember anything?"

Jing Tian was very nervous, but still nodded stiffly: "Yeah."

Zheng Xunqian was thoughtful.

"You, you can eat more..." Jing Tian stretched out his finger, poked the lunch box, and pushed it in front of him.

"I can help you recall."

Zheng Xunqian said.

"Ah?" Jing Tian was stunned, and when he understood what Zheng Xunqian meant, he leaned back in fright, "No need!"

"Don't be nervous," Zheng Xunqian looked at him calmly, "This is the dormitory, my roommate will be back anytime."

Wouldn't that be even more disturbing!

Jing Tian moved back with the chair.

"It's not to demonstrate," Zheng Xunqian continued, "It was you who took the initiative."

Jing Tian blinked his eyes twice: "What?"

"Otherwise, how could my clothes be soaked through?" Zheng Xunqian looked at him calmly, "That was a complete accident to me."

you're lying!Jing Tian shouted in his heart, obviously you turned on the shower yourself!

Unfortunately, he couldn't refute, he could only suffer from being dumb.

Zheng Xunqian glanced at him, then sighed slightly: "You also promised me something very important."

After a brief moment of doubt, Jing Tian had a scene in his mind.

That night, between kissing him, Zheng Xunqian asked him in a negotiating tone if he could like him again.

How did you answer it?

Jing Tian couldn't remember.

His memory is vague, as if he was highly myopic and his glasses were taken off, and his ears were covered.

The indescribable resistance and panic surged in his heart again.

He could guess his own answer, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Still can't remember?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

"Forget it," Jing Tian turned his head away from him, "You can't take what a drunk said seriously."

"That's it," Zheng Xunqian said, "but I've already believed it."