Confess to you in early summer

"Yan Wei? Who are you looking for?" The girl opened the dormitory door and looked at the person outside the door unexpectedly.

Yan Wei glanced in through the crack of the door: "Is Jiang Youyi there?"

"She went to the bathroom, why don't you come in and wait?"

"Thank you."

Yan Wei waited for 2 minutes while Jiang Youyi stood by the bed, Jiang Youyi came out of the bathroom with a white face, a pack of papers under her arm, when she opened the glass door and saw Yan Wei, she was stunned: "What are you doing here? Lights out."

She didn't move forward, leaning against the door frame to relax her numb limbs.

"Come to thank you, and take my clothes back by the way." Yan Wei said, picked up his school uniform jacket from Jiang Youyi's bedside, and threw two palm-sized warm babies on Jiang Youyi's small table. The small box of Motherwort smiled meaningfully, "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

The light-off bell rang in the corridor, and Yan Wei waved her hand: "You go to bed early, I'll go back first." After she finished speaking, she opened the door and left.

Jiang Youyi soaked motherwort with half a cup of hot water, and the pain in her lower abdomen was relieved after drinking it, as if her hands and feet were also warmed up.

While saying, "Who wants to put a baby warmer on this day", she tore off the baby warmer bag, stuck it to her stomach through a layer of pajamas, and then climbed into bed, rolled up the quilt and curled up into a ball.

Don't sprint [-] meters when you have dysmenorrhea, it's really a bloody lesson.

The next day, Yan Wei ran into Jiang Youyi during class break, greeted her, and mentioned by the way: "Don't go to the playground tonight, go back to sleep earlier." Anyway, Jiang Youyi's motor nerves are very good, even if she doesn't practice, she can still get it. Ranking, she is still on her period, so she should take a good rest.

Jiang Youyi didn't say anything, she hummed and turned back to the classroom.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of evening self-study, Yan Wei and Zhou Xiaoxiao went to the playground for a run together for three consecutive days.

In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend again, Jiang Youyi packed her schoolbag and was about to leave, but Yan Wei cut her off halfway: "Where are you going? An Internet cafe?"

"What's none of your business?" Jiang Youyi didn't look very happy, her attitude was very blunt.

Yan Wei was stunned, did she accidentally offend Jiang Youyi again?

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Wei asked.

"It's nothing." Perhaps realizing that the tone of the sentence just now was too cold, Jiang Youyi turned her face away, took a deep breath, and said in a calmer tone, "I won't go to the Internet cafe today, just go home. I didn't answer last week. My mother called Go to Teacher Xu, and Teacher Xu will personally take me back later."

Yan Wei knew that Jiang Youyi's mother and Teacher Xu had known each other before, but she didn't expect such a good relationship.

"You don't want to go home, why don't you ask Mr. Xu to live in school on weekends?" Yan Wei lowered his voice and asked suspiciously.

Teacher Xu went to tell Jiang Youyi's mother that the boarding procedures should be easy to complete.

Jiang Youyi didn't answer, she was silent for two seconds and changed the subject: "Everyone is gone, if you don't go to the cafeteria, there will be no food later."

The attitude of resistance was too obvious, and Yan Wei's second trial also ended in failure, she did not continue to persuade, and Jiang Youyi might quarrel with her later on this topic, not to mention that she was indeed suspected of meddling.

But she still didn't understand why Jiang Youyi was angry.

"Okay, let's go downstairs together." Yan Wei shrugged and picked up a stack of mock rolls on the table.

The two walked downstairs and were about to part ways. Jiang Youyi suddenly said, "The midterm exam is coming up next week. Have you finished your studies?"

It was rare for Jiang Youyi to care about her grades, so Yan Wei played her eyes off with a guilty conscience: "It's not bad."

"What does 'it's okay' mean?" Jiang Youyi expressed doubts about Yan Wei's recent study status.

A good student who used to study in the classroom for an extra 10 minutes a day for the past half a month or so has been doing self-study in the evening on time every day, reading novels and manga on weekends, and going out to wander around.

Even though she might be one percent contributing to the flames, and Yan Wei justly told her that she was not a good student, Jiang Youyi still felt abnormal and worried about Yan Wei's grades.

How can it go on like this?

"You worry too much." Yan Wei pushed Jiang Youyi's shoulder awkwardly, "Let's go, Teacher Xu will be anxious later."

Jiang Youyi didn't say anything else, she grabbed the shoulder strap of her backpack, turned around and left.

As soon as Jiang Youyi left, Yan Wei suddenly felt bored.

During this period of time, every day he looked up and looked down, and from time to time he could say a word or two, Yan Wei almost forgot those lonely days without Jiang Youyi.

Now Jiang Youyi is just going home, but Yan Wei feels as if the entire campus has become empty, even the April wind is no longer warm on his face, and with the silent mood, there is a bit of coolness.

Miss her a bit.

Persuading Jiang Youyi to stay in school on weekends may not be due to her selfishness.

Whether it is obsession or not, she is a little confused.

She just wants to see her all the time.

Yan Wei lost his appetite, went to the cafeteria and ordered a seasonal vegetable, ate two mouthfuls with rice and went back to the dormitory.The other students who stayed in school all went outside to play, and Yan Wei was alone in the dormitory, doing the problems seriously with the small table.

When Zhou Xiaoxiao came back, Yan Wei had just finished a set of math simulation test papers. It had been a long time since Yan Weitou had entered such a state of study. Zhou Xiaoxiao was both surprised and pleased.

At last, he paid more attention to it. A top student is a top student after all. How can any student really not care about grades?

Yan Wei didn't know what Zhou Xiaoxiao's little brain was thinking all day long, but felt that the other party looked at her, suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and the way he laughed out loud was a bit nervous and creepy.

Yan Wei suddenly put down his pen, picked up a bag of potato chips and shook them at Zhou Xiaoxiao: "Do you want to eat?"

"Nothing to be courteous to, adultery or robbery!" Zhou Xiaoxiao's round eyes widened, looking at Yan Wei vigilantly, looking up and down for a few seconds.

Yan Wei's face was sincere, and the dormitory lights cast a high light on her pupils, like a pool of full autumn water.

Zhou Xiaoxiao deeply felt that her vocabulary was lacking, and for a moment her mind was completely empty and she couldn't think.

She grabbed the potato chips, unpacked them, and tasted them in one go: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

While eating, one of her cheeks puffed up, accompanied by a clicking sound, like a little hamster that had hoarded winter food.

Yan Wei leaned over the table and said to Zhou Xiaoxiao: "I want you to ask me, what is Jiang Youyi doing now?"

The snacks in his mouth suddenly became stale, and Zhou Xiaoxiao's eyes widened: "That's it?"

"Yes." Yan Wei's eyelashes flickered, clasped his hands together and begged, "Please~"

Zhou Xiaoxiao lowered her head, put another stack of potato chips into her mouth, then took out her mobile phone in front of Yan Wei, edited the text message, skillfully pressed a string beginning with "Yan Wei asked you...", contact Jiang Youyi, and send it.

hum-

A few seconds after sending the text message, I received a reply. The content was very short, only two words. Even if Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't intend to read the specific content, she could scan it all at a glance.

She handed the phone to Yan Wei: "Here, I'm back, you can see for yourself."

Busy.

Yan Wei: "..."

Yan Wei stared at Zhou Xiaoxiao's phone screen and fell into a long silence.

Jiang Youyi is still angry, Yan Wei is a little bit crazy, when did she provoke this cat that loves to blow fur again!

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