I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

Wen Yu forced himself to concentrate on writing for a while, and waited until the bell for the end of the first evening self-study came across the playground before putting down his pen and turning his sore left hand.

Raising the right hand, the mummy-like bandages have been reduced to a square waterproof band-aid with a skin color. Because it has not been used for a long time, it feels stiff to move the fingers.

I hope I can take care of it before the final exam, after all, I will have to do several test papers in a row, and I can no longer use my left hand to cope with it like today.

Just as she was thinking about something, she suddenly noticed someone approaching, and the sound of footsteps was behind her.

"I'll pour water, you continue." Song Qiulin's voice was weaker than before.

"Just tell me no, you don't have to stand up by yourself." Wen Yu opened the lid of the water bottle, took out Song Qiulin's mug, and prepared to pour water for her.

Song Qiulin did not leave, her body was pressed tightly, her arms propped on the edge of the table, her upper body leaned slightly, Wen Yu could even feel her warm breath on the side of her neck.

"Be careful, don't spill it, the water is very hot." Song Qiulin reminded her hoarsely.

As a result, because of her warm reminder, Wen Yu's attention was half emptied, and he didn't hold the whole water bottle firmly and poured all the water out, his hands were scalded hard, and the back of his fair hands turned red quickly.

Song Qiulin quickly pulled her hand to check the extent of the burn. Wen Yu didn't seem to notice the pain from the burn, but stared at her frowning brows and comforted her, "The water was poured in the morning, it's not particularly hot, it's warm."

Song Qiulin glanced at her with a look of blame.

Wen Yu lowered his head and hurriedly picked up the thermos bottle, "I'll go get a bottle of water again."

……

There is one place on each floor of the dormitory building where there is free hot water. It is evening self-study time, and there are no people queuing up. Wen Yu turned on the tap and stood aside staring at the water.

Why did Song Qiulin choose to turn the umbrella to her when she was in the rain? She asked herself, and found that she vaguely knew the answer in her heart.

If she still can't understand after adding a kiss after so many hints, it seems that it's useless to want this head.

It's just that she doesn't know how to deal with it.

She has no experience and no ideas, and is even a little hesitant about the uncertain future.

Looking for someone to discuss?It's not easy to talk to outsiders about this kind of thing.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Yu sent Wen Ziyang a message.

Toffee-flavored Wen Ruan Ruan: Sis, are you asleep?

It stands to reason that Wen Ziyang should have rested at home after get off work at this time, but today is an exception.

Although this exception has happened a lot lately.

Song Qiulin chose to stay at school and not at home, which happened to give Wen Ziyang enough privacy and privacy when he helped his ex-patient at close range.

It's just that this time, when Wen Yu's news came, she was in the kitchen with her former patient by her phone.

Song Zhou's fingerprints can easily unlock Wen Ziyang's phone, and she doesn't have the consciousness of her sister not invading other people's privacy. At least with Wen Ziyang, this consciousness is replaced by an overly paranoid possessive desire.

She raised her eyebrows at first, expressing surprise that Wen Ziyang would give such a childish remark, and then replied the message on her behalf without treating herself as an outsider.

Wen Ziyang: What's the matter, tell me.

Even if it's just literal information, you can see the huge difference between Song Zhou's language habits and Wen Ziyang's. Even if you don't expect her to send a cute emoji, at least she doesn't have such a rigid and cold tone.

However, Wen Yu was so preoccupied with other things that he didn't notice the abnormality of "Wen Ziyang" today.

Toffee-flavored Wen Ruan Ruan: I have a question for you.

Toffee-flavored tenderness: I have a friend who recently found out that her friend seems to like her, what should she do?

Song Zhou hooked the corners of his lips playfully. Under normal circumstances, the "friend" of "I have a friend" is the person concerned.

But she was not interested in this kind of gossip about love between children, but because she caught that "her" at a glance.

Judging from Wen Yu's social scope, there are very few people who can be called good friends, and a condition of liking her has to be added... The more I think about it, the more I fit in with my sister who exudes sullenness all over her body.

In this way, meddling in this matter is not considered an infringement/violation of Wen Yu's personal privacy, at least Wen Yu and Song Qiulin did it together, which is fair.

What Song Zhou personally thinks is "fairness" to a certain extent.

Wen Ziyang: You should ask your friend what she wants to do.

Wen Yu was also relieved, because Wen Ziyang didn't expose her lie to her face this time, so they can still have a good chat.

Toffee-flavored tenderness: She just didn't know what to do, so she came to discuss it with me, and then I came to you.

Wen Ziyang: How do you send a good person card to reject someone who asks you for help?

Toffee-flavored tenderness: That's not true. On the contrary, she thinks the other party is nice, but... She feels that establishing a new intimate relationship is too much of a challenge for her.

Wen Ziyang: That means she also has that kind of meaning for the other party, and it is recommended to have a direct relationship.

The tenderness of toffee flavor: Is it that simple and rude?It's not your style, don't you have any philosophy of life chicken soup for the soul to tell me?And this is puppy love, you should at least tell me to concentrate on studying.

Wen Ziyang: I wish the two of you a smooth relationship, and the topic can end.

Toffee-flavored Wen Ruan Ruan: Sis, don't you love me?What are you doing shameless!That's why you sent me in such a hurry!

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Wen Ziyang: I think you are not very unfamiliar with establishing an intimate relationship, at least between the two of us.

Song Zhou finished typing with a blank expression, and squinted his eyes without showing any signs. Although she also has a younger sister, she is a fool who doesn't know how to express her feelings better than herself. She has never... seen such a direct and sticky way of acting like a baby.

For a moment, she became very interested in how Wen Ziyang got along with such Wen Yu.

"Song Zhou, should eggs be made into soup or soup?" Wen Ziyang poked his head out wearing an apron, "Also, let me say something in advance, I dare not try my craft, you'd better be ready to call the 120 emergency number at any time .”

Song Zhou turned sideways to cover his movement of holding the phone, and smiled at her, "Whatever, it's rare for Dr. Wen to cook for my birthday, so taking an ambulance is no big deal."

"Has the water in your mind not been drained yet?"

"Thank you, not yet." Song Zhou laughed at Wen Ziyang's mockery, but he was a little envious of Wen Yu who could get Wen Ziyang's bottomless tolerance and love on the other side of the phone.

But Wen Yu's tricks, she can't do it.

……

Wen Yu stared at the screen of the phone in bewilderment when no new messages came.

"No, my sister was possessed by a ghost today?"