Talking tablemates chase after me

After Ming Xi took his sister away, Ding Jinyu sat alone on the edge of the bed, with his elbows resting on his knees, looking up at the glass on the bedside table, staring at the simmering heat in a daze.

Ordinarily, he would not wait for Ming Xi.

He didn't know what he was doing, but he felt that time passed very slowly, and even the heat from the mouth of the cup seemed to dissipate.

"Ding Jinyu?"

When Ming Xi came over, he was afraid that Ding Jinyu had already fallen asleep. This was really like something his deskmate could do; he poked his head in Ding Jinyu's window, and felt relieved only when he saw the bright lights.

Ding Jinyu mechanically got up to open the door, feeling his whole body was stiff, and the moment he opened the door, even his mind went blank.

Ming Xi said she coaxed her sister to sleep, but she didn't know how...

He was wearing a thin T-shirt that had been washed white, a large area of ​​his chest was wet, the color of his skin was faintly revealed, and even the hair on his forehead was dripping with water; In the sudden drop in temperature, he looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry..." Ming Xi looked at Ding Jinyu's frozen expression, lowered his head and apologized, "It took me a while."

When I got home just now, my grandma took my younger sister to take a bath, but I don’t know what the grandfather and grandson said. My younger sister lost her temper in the bathroom, so my grandma had to wrap her in a bath towel and ask Ming Xi to take her away. Covered in water.

Cleaning the "battlefield" was still delayed for a long time. He was always worried that Ding Jinyu would fall asleep and it would be too late to clean up, so he just put on a down jacket and rushed over.

He had been hiding for a week, and when he saw Ding Jinyu falling asleep on the table in class during the day, a bold thought came to his mind, maybe he was not the only one who was awkward?

It was not until tonight that he knocked on the door of Ding Jinyu's room with Ming Mei's courage, and he really didn't want to wait any longer.

Seeing that Ding Jinyu's hand was still on the doorknob, he froze by the door without any reaction, took a deep breath, raised his head and smiled at Ding Jinyu.

"Won't you invite me in?"

Ding Jinyu turned sideways to make room for the door, his hands and feet were so stiff that he almost looked like an ancient robot in an early science fiction film; Ming Xi closed the door after entering the room, so embarrassed that he couldn't hold back the dimples on his face.

It stands to reason that this is not the first time that Ding Jinyu and Ming Xi have shared a room together. Although the location has changed, it is essentially a closed private space for two people.

But last time, although Ding Jinyu was flustered a little unsuitably, at least he knew how to put the "shameful" plush puppy on the bed into the closet; but now he is stuck by the door like a log, and he can't see it at all like he was on the stage some time ago. The dazzling "Prince of the Violin" on the screen is a person, and the expression on his face seems to say "I'm not there".

Ming Xi secretly raised her eyes and glanced around the room, and saw that there was only a stool in front of the desk in Ding Jinyu's room——

Ding Jinyu's house never had guests.

When he saw the fluffy puppy again, he suddenly remembered the things that Ding Jinyu hastily hid when he went to Ding Jinyu's house for the first time, and the only two suitcases in Ding Jinyu's empty closet.

All these made him inexplicably distressed, but in the end, his eyes still stayed on the bedside table.

His hand was always in the pocket of the down jacket, clutching a stack of letter papers inside.

"you……"

"you……"

Both of them groaned in embarrassment at the same time.

"This..." Ming Xi awkwardly took out a stack of letter papers in his pocket, lowered his head with a "guilty" face, looked at the letter paper in his hand, and stammered: "They...you..."

Ding Jinyu felt as if he could hear the "creaking" sound of his back molars being gritted.

He didn't know why he was so angry, as if he didn't know why he was backstage that day, he just didn't want so many people staring at Ming Xi's bare legs.

But he couldn't control it, and knocked down the letter paper in Ming Xi's hand.

"You have to take care of everything—" He stared at Ming Xi firmly, "Really?"

Ming Xi is so concerned about his affairs, but it turns out that she is not only concerned about his affairs.

Ming Xi stared blankly at the letter paper fluttering to the ground in her hand, and after being stunned for two seconds, she actually let out a sigh of relief.

He had never understood what he was afraid of before. He had seen Ding Jinyu swinging his fist before, but he had never been afraid. Even if Ding Jinyu really wanted to beat him up now, he would accept it, but he was really afraid that Ding Jinyu would just accept it happily. up.

It doesn't matter why, just be afraid!

"At the same table—" He raised his head and smiled at Ding Jinyu. It has never been so natural since the end of the school celebration, "Are you angry?"

Sparks splashed out of Ding Jinyu's staring bright eyes, but when he touched the sugar water in the familiar dimple, most of it went out as soon as he poured it.

"Get out." His voice was still cold, he tilted his head away from his big bright eyes, and stared in the direction of the door.

"Come on!" Ming Xi saluted Ding Jinyu playfully.

Before turning around, his eyes swept over the direction of the bedside table again, the haze that had just dissipated from his eyes just now seemed to have not completely dissipated, and was blown back by the wind.

"There is a small milk pot under the stove in the kitchen. They are all brought from my house. They are clean." Before turning around, he seized the last time in his mouth and said: "When the milk is cold, you need to heat it up. Just a minute, not too long. In order to destroy nutrition, drink it while it is hot so you can sleep well..."

"How about..." He stared at Ding Jinyu who was about to kick himself out with a "sorrowful" face, "I'll fix it for you before leaving?"

When Ming Xi first entered the room, Ming Ming had a face full of bitterness and hatred, and the air pressure around her was so low that it was almost unrecognizable. Now that she was beaten up, she smiled hippie, as if she had picked up a treasure——

Ding Jinyu didn't understand his convulsive behavior at the same table at all.

But Ming Xi didn't continue to entangle with the "love letter", especially with that flattering dimple on his face shining brightly, the fire in his heart also followed for most of it inexplicably.

But it doesn't mean that he plans to talk to Ming Xi now.

"Things on the floor—" He turned his back and pretended to tidy up the things on the bedside table, and said coldly, "Whoever brings them will take them away."

Mingxi tidied up the things on the ground with interest, closed the door and left. The sound of closing the door was like a computer command. With a "click", Ding Jinyu stopped the movement of her hands.

He sat back on the bed again, staring at the cold glass on the bedside table, dazed in a daze, but the next second his whole body trembled.

Next to the glass of milk, his medicine was quietly put aside.

Before he left, there was a look in Ming Xi's eyes when he turned around, and the unconcealable joy in his big eyes dimmed obviously.

what does this mean?

He clenched his fists unconsciously, and after a long time, lit his second cigarette in this room.