The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

Duan Xingyu's class is winter training this year, so he doesn't need to go to military training as soon as school starts, and classes will start soon.

During this period of time, he had already had a heated chat with Qiu Hongzheng, and even found out Xie Shijue's class schedule by insinuating, and would go to him to take lessons when there was no class.

Of course, Xie Shijue turned a blind eye to him every time.

He heard from Qiu Hongzheng that Xie Shijue didn't eat breakfast when there were morning classes, so he got up early and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast, and brought him some tasteless breakfast, and brought it to Qiu Hongzheng by the way.

Although he didn't seem to have seen Xie Shijue eat it once...

Duan Xingyu managed to find that there was no class in the second largest class one morning, and after he finished the class, he wanted to have dinner with Xie Shijue.

"Brother, thank you for lending me the notes, let's have dinner together."

"Okay." Qiu Hongzheng had already warmed up to him.

Xie Shijue stuffed the book into his bag casually, and said to Qiu Hongzheng, "I'm going to eat outside."

Duan Xingyu persevered, "I'll go too!"

There was no sound around, Xie Shijue looked at him for a while, then walked out with his bag on his shoulders.

Duan Xingyu deciphered a meaning from his expressionless face: Whatever you want.

Then he went crazy and happily followed.

At the dinner table, Xie Shijue ordered two meats and one dish, and Qiu Hongzheng also ordered two meats and one dish, and then gave the menu to Duan Xingyu.

Duan Xingyu likes to drink soup, he ordered a water spinach, an egg drop soup, and a bowl of shrimp.

When serving the dishes, he didn't eat directly like Xie Shijue and Qiu Hongzheng, but peeled the shrimp slowly.

He seldom eats prawns, unless they are peeled, because he doesn't like to get the juice on his hands.

But today he really wanted to peel shrimps for Xie Shijue, just like Xie Shijue peeled shrimps for him in the canteen of the Imperial College at that time.

Qiu Hongzheng was chatting with someone on his mobile phone while biting his chopsticks, so he didn't notice Duan Xingyu's movements, and Xie Shijue didn't have the habit of looking at his mobile phone when he was eating. He lowered his eyes, but he could see him sitting opposite him from time to time. The white fingers of the man were fluttering, as if doing handicrafts.

He was clearly just peeling the shrimp, but it was somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Xie Shijue took a few glances.

Duan Xingyu peeled shrimps very patiently for the first time. He was addicted to peeling shrimps and couldn't extricate himself. After peeling a bowl of shrimps, he took a paper towel to dry the juice on his fingers. When he looked up again, he had already missed the sight of the person in front of him. .

Xie Shijue also looked very serious when he was eating, as if his eyes only focused on the food in front of him.

Duan Xingyu sighed secretly, pushed the shrimp forward a little, and put it between him and Xie Shijue.

"Let's eat together."

He saw Xie Shijue raised his eyes slightly, and the chopsticks stopped for a moment.

Then came the sentence again: "No need."

"Okay."

His refusal was overwhelmed by Qiu Hongzheng's voice. The latter had already consciously picked up a shrimp and ate it, and only after eating two did he realize that the atmosphere on the table was a bit weird.

Duan Xingyu grabbed the tissue with his fingers, he pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered that he refused to eat Xie Shijue's peeled shrimp.

A tick for a tick.

Maybe it was because of his appearance that he was too wronged, Xie Shijue said the longest thing he had said to him in the past few days: "We volunteer for a long time, you don't need to take it to heart."

Duan Xingyu: "I..."

Who said he remembered it because of the luggage?

Qiu Hongzheng also put down his mobile phone at this moment, moved the bowl to Duan Xingyu's side, and explained: "Yes, we can get extra points as volunteers, and it's nothing. Let's eat."

He found a topic to enliven the atmosphere, "By the way, you are from Nancheng, right? Actually, we saw you when we went to Nancheng last month."

"You guys?" Duan Xingyu was distracted, "Where did you see me?"

He subconsciously wanted to ask that "we" package didn't include Xie Shijue.

He rarely went out during that time, and even when he did, he would come to Beicheng to look for Xie Shijue.

"It's in your video game city. It seems to be called... Zhongxing? You and your boyfriend went together."

Duan Xingyu was confused and didn't realize it for a moment, "What boyfriend?"

It's impossible to say thank you Shijue?

"That boy looks quite young. Aren't you catching dolls together?" Qiu Hongzheng's expression became more and more difficult to explain, "We also heard him calling your brother..."

"..." Duan Xingyu finally understood, but was left speechless.

"He's my brother, what should I call my brother?"

"Huh? Brother?"

Duan Xingyu gritted his teeth, "Isn't my cousin my younger brother!"

He is stupid, is it a couple if someone catches a doll?

At this moment, Xie Shijue suddenly stood up holding the phone.

Duan Xingyu looked over and was about to ask.

Qiu Hongzheng joked, "I can't run away, the bag is still here."

"It is estimated that his brother called him again, tsk, his brother cares about him, so he will call from time to time."

Duan Xingyu was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "He is not my boyfriend!"

He said this with a bit of resentment, but his boyfriend didn't even look at him at the moment, and he went outside to answer the phone.

Duan Xingyu was angry and ate shrimp, but he couldn't help looking at the person outside the door through the glass door. His Adam's apple would occasionally roll, but his lips didn't move much.

His brother?Duan Xingyu thought of His Highness the Crown Prince in a daze, and wondered if Xie Shijue's brother would look the same as His Highness the Crown Prince.

Qiu Hongzheng scratched his head, "That... I'm sorry, I misunderstood you as gay."

Duan Xingyu had already recovered, he was very calm, "It's okay."

"It's not a misunderstanding. I do like men."

"what……"

Perhaps because he didn't expect him to admit it so frankly, Qiu Hongzheng was speechless for a moment.

It took him a while to recover from the shock.

"I'm still sorry, I misunderstood you and your cousin." Perhaps out of guilt for always thinking that he was a scumbag, Qiu Hongzheng patted him on the shoulder, "I'll treat you to a big meal another day!"

"No, no, no." Duan Xingyu waved his hand, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, besides, Qiu Hongzheng also helped him a lot during this time, and told him a lot about Xie Shijue.

But he insisted on apologizing, so Duan Xingyu said, "Then buy me a bottle of Coke, I'm just thirsty."

"Row!"

As soon as the words were finished, Duan Xingyu heard a "呲", someone opened the can, and a bottle of Coke was placed in front of him.

Xie Shijue's fingers were a little red from the ice from the jar.

Standing beside Duan Xingyu, he leaned over to pick up the chopsticks from where he was sitting just now.

Duan Xingyu watched in bewilderment as he picked up the last piece of shrimp in the bowl.

After putting it in his mouth, he quickly put down his chopsticks, and leaned over the table with his long arms to get the bag.

The short-sleeved material touched Duan Xingyu's arm, he subconsciously turned his head, and a clean and refreshing smell of lemon penetrated into the tip of his nose.

Before he could think about it, Xie Shijue had already finished his bag and left.

Duan Xingyu looked at the coke can, then exchanged glances with Qiu Hongzheng, and finally looked at Xie Shijue's back...

Qiu Hongzheng slapped his head, "Understood, he also misunderstood you at the time, and an apology came, he is just so boring, ignore him."

Seeing that Duan Xingyu was almost finished eating, Qiu Hongzheng also put down his chopsticks, "Then I'll treat you to dinner next time, don't refuse."

Duan Xingyu smiled and finally nodded.

"Hey Shijue, wait for us!"

Xie Shijue didn't look back, but slowed down his pace, and finally leaned vaguely against the electric pole outside.

Qiu Hongzheng thought of something while walking out, "Hey? Why do you have Coke? Where's my Coke?"

He looked at Xie Shijue resentfully, "So love will disappear?"

Duan Xingyu looked at the boy casually carrying a shoulder bag outside the door.

He picked up the Coke bottle and suddenly felt a little better.