Brother Christine

As soon as Jiang Xiao came out of the teaching building and stepped onto the avenue, he saw Shen Qing and a girl walking side by side from the west side.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the green shades on both sides, the asphalt road is full of light and gold, the boy in the hat is stepping on it, his back is clear, the girl next to him is purple, and she looks up and smiles at him from time to time. What are the two talking about? Xiao couldn't hear clearly, but judging from the fact that Shen Qing, who talked less and did more, kept nagging with other girls from the beginning to the end, the two must have a very close relationship.

The smart and wise stalker saw the milk tea in the girl's hand with sharp eyes, and combined with what happened this morning, he could probably guess the whole story——

Shen Qing wanted to use Xu Hai's milk tea to hook up with the girl she had admired for a long time, but after being ruined by her own mistake, she did not hesitate to buy her milk tea at her own expense, just to have dinner with her again next time.

Hearing the decisive and straightforward "Yes", he answered without any hesitation, which was much more neat than the "Are you sure?"

Jiang Xiao turned to Shen Qing with a sullen face, especially wanting to point at this man's nose and curse: You heartless man!

No, heartbroken sounds too awkward, Jiang Xiao changed a new word in his heart: You white-eyed wolf!

After Shen Qing saw Jiang Xiao for a second——

With a cold face, he buttoned his hat, tilted his head, went around, and went into the cafeteria to queue up for dinner.

It was almost twelve o'clock at this moment, the large team of cooking had finished fighting, the cafeteria was already full of people, the noisy conversation was chaotic, and there were only short teams of a few people left in each window.

Shen Qing is not picky about food, and she didn't have anything she wanted to eat today, so she went to buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and after searching for a long time, she found a place in the corner to put it down, and went to ladle seaweed soup from the big bucket in the middle of the cafeteria.

When she came back with the soup, Shen Qing saw that idiot Jiang Xiao, with her schoolbag on one shoulder, striding forward in a self-righteous way, holding a bowl of rice and a small pot of cauliflower jumping happily, sitting on her buttocks. across from his desk.

Slightly burnt garlic cloves are wrapped in the fragrance of chopped green onions, and the red peppers after frying are so spicy that the nose is pungent. Clouds of white air rose from the pot, and the meaty aroma wafted from the pot, making people salivate.

In comparison, Shen Qing's bowl of clear soup with little water and no distinctive Yangchun noodles immediately looked thin and simple.

People are more mad than people.

Shen Qing was standing by the table with the soup, staring at the person who was buried in eating, and started to chase them away: "This is my place."

"That's where you are." Jiang Xiao didn't even lift his head, he tapped the seat opposite him with his chopsticks, his mouth faltered.

"This is my table." It's nothing to eat at the same table with Jiang Xiao, Shen Qing just can't bear the delicious exploding dried cauliflower.

"This is everyone's table." Jiang Xiao seemed to be very personal in safeguarding collective interests.

"Jiang Xiao," Shen Qing stared at the sizzling cauliflower on the table: "You did it on purpose."

"On purpose," Jiang Xiao raised his head and gave him a provocative look: "So what?"

Shen Qing: "..."

This fool.

Shen Qing raised her head and drank the seaweed soup in two gulps, then turned around and left again.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Xiao lowered his head while eating, and stretched out his feet to block it.

"I really can't think of a reason to answer you."

Shen lightly stepped on his foot, went to the window to buy a disposable lunch box, ordered two bags, came back, packed the noodles into a box, and left with the things.

"Stand." Jiang Xiao turned his head and called him dissatisfied: "Come back, this dish is for two, I can't finish it."

"You can afford a dry pot for 15 yuan." Shen Qing turned her head displeased, with contempt in her eyes: "You still can't bear to take out a packing box for [-] yuan?"

Jiang Xiao: "..."

What did he mean, did he ask Shen Qing to buy him a packing box?

Clueless!

Jiang Xiao looked resentfully at the dirty footprints on his right shoe, and ate all the cauliflower that was heavily spicy.

After dinner, Jiang Xiao returned to the dormitory with his schoolbag. Shen Qing, who had just finished packing and lay on the bed, raised his eyes to see the most eye-catching part of someone's face.

Extraordinarily swollen...extremely voluptuous...sexy...lips.

Shen Qing lay on the bed, looking at Jiang Xiao eagerly.

Jiang Xiao stood at the bottom, looking at Shen Qing with unkind eyes.

The four eyes met each other, and they clashed fiercely, crackling and sparking.

"Pfft!" Shen Qing endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore, sprayed a mouthful of saliva on Jiang Xiao's face, and laughed out loud.

Sophisticated octopus mouth.

"Shen Qing!" Jiang Xiao held back his anger and wiped his face, gritting his teeth while grinding his name.

He knew that his mouth was swollen, so he went to the water room to wash his mouth to try to reduce the swelling before entering the house, but he didn't expect that the more he washed, the more swollen he was!

"Jiang Xiao," Shen Qing said with a trembling laughing voice, very sincerely: "Very handsome."

"Get lost." Jiang Xiao threw his schoolbag on the bed irritably, took a bag of wet wipes from the drawer, and slapped himself on the mouth.

"There's no big tongue." Shen Qing sighed regretfully, he was actually looking forward to Jiang Xiao's big tongue.

"My tongue is very good!" Jiang Xiao snorted coldly.

"Don't use wet wipes," Shen reminded casually with a chuckle: "There is disinfectant in the wet wipes, it's unhealthy to eat them in your mouth, you can use toilet paper to soak some water."

"I got wet just now." Jiang Xiao took off the wet towel and wiped his mouth, sat on the bed and lowered his head to polish his shoes, and said a little depressed: "It's useless."

"It's okay, just post it for a while longer." I don't know if Jiang Xiao was really happy, Shen Qing got out of bed with great enthusiasm to get the cup, pulled two sections of toilet paper and folded it, poured water and pressed it lightly twice, Stretching out his hand to Jiang Xiao: "Here."

"Thank you." Jiang Xiao took it and put it on his lips, then continued to lower his head to polish his shoes.

Such a handsome face was glued with toilet paper, as if it had been sealed, it looked funny, and a little...cute?

Shen smiled lightly, walked over to approach him, and rubbed his head with his hand.

Jiang Xiao's bent back stiffened suddenly.

Shen Qing only saw his hair.It was randomly grabbed before, and it had been finalized for a long time. It was illuminated by the sunlight penetrating through the window, and the domineering momentum was softened a bit, and it also had a smooth and soft touch, fluffy, warm, and radiant. It smells like lavender, just like his shower gel.

Such a strong and stubborn person, his hair is soft.

The golden hair rubs against the lines between the fingers, like golden sand passing through the funnel of time, this is the leisure stolen from the crevice, it belongs to him and him, the rare peace.

Shen Qing stretched her brows and eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her middle finger seemed to be teasing, entwining a few strands of restless hair, her heart suddenly softened.

Suddenly there was an impulse in the body, the numbness spread from the hot throat to the whole body, even the bones were itchy like ant bites, it was a wonderful feeling, just like... just like when he was drunk and wanted to The feeling of kissing Jiang Xiao.

"Shen Qing," his calf was reflected in his eyes, and the opponent's knee was above his head. Jiang Xiao frowned tightly and didn't dare to raise his head. He just asked hesitantly, "What are you doing?"

"Smooth the dog's hair." Shen Qing replied lightly, then let go of her hand and took a step back.

Let go, put your back behind your back, trembling.

"Fuck?" Jiang Xiao was instantly upset, he raised his head and glared at him, imitating Shen Qing's previous tone: "Is that why you admire me so much?!"

"Whatever." Shen Qing returned to the bed, pulled the quilt over her body, closed her eyes and turned to face the wall.

The surface was as calm as ever, but the calm heart lake was still disturbed by the sudden gust of wind and rain, Shen Qing frowned tightly, suppressing the desire that should not be awakened.

However, Liu Xiang's finger touched the tip of the nose, and under the restrained breathing, it slowly slid down and rested between her lips.

The indescribable taste is tossing the river and sea in the dark torrent.

The heavy eyelashes trembled suddenly.

He moved his lips tentatively, then kissed the knuckle of his middle finger.

elder brother……

In the afternoon, Jiang Xiao was going to pick up Yaoji at the station, so Jiang Xiao didn't go to the self-study room to read a book, he rarely indulged in watching a movie in the dormitory, Shen Qing was sleeping, if he ordered something outside, he would definitely die.Jiang Xiao put on the earphones, and lay on the quilt lazily to watch.

"Dead Poets Society" was recommended by their teacher, and Jiang Xiao's indulgence also consciously sharpened his ears to improve his hearing.

In their dormitory, except for Shen Qing, they are all students from English colleges.

The third child, Huo Ye, was fostered abroad since he was a child. He has a language environment and top-notch private education. Take them all without breaking a sweat.

The second son, Zeng Shenghao, is a talented scholar from a scholarly family. His ancestors have been translators for generations. Influenced by the family culture, he came to M University to chase his dreams. He is determined to inherit the glory of the family and win glory for their old Zeng family.

Yaoji Jiangli, the family's business is very careful, and they can still cultivate the most confused person in the world. He was supposed to go to the A University next door, but he was admitted to the M University by accident. He is a super talented language talent, and the American pronunciation is better than Huo. Ye, who grew up in New York, is a bit of an aristocrat. After falling out of love, he is determined to devote himself to the education and construction of the motherland. When he is quiet and confused, he is stupid and crazy. .

Staying with such a group of non-human beings, people from Jiang Xiao, a small county, are obviously inferior to everyone, even if they come first in the province in the college entrance examination.What's more, this is just a dormitory for four people. Looking at the entire M University, who is Jiang Xiao?

He didn't start learning English until he was in the third grade. He didn't have a natural language environment. His parents only cared about arguing, and no one would deliberately devote their energy to cultivating him. Even if he could get a full score in English in high school, it was only one-sixth Subject, under the exam-oriented education model, he couldn't spare more time to study only this category because of pure love.

If he could say "I rely on talent" before coming to university, then after meeting Yaoji, he was completely panicked.

The real talent, that shit, isn't human.

His parents thought that if he studied well and wanted to support himself in college, it would be easy to get a scholarship.

Jiang Xiao would not tell them that the suffocating pressure that radiates here all the time has long since destroyed all his pride and vanity. people.

He is an ordinary person, he will look around at a loss in professional classes taught in English that he is not used to, feel aggrieved and lost when his pronunciation is corrected by roll call in class, he will find it difficult to integrate into the guessing game full of laughter in oral class, and will Listening to the snoring of my roommate at night, repeated thinking and self-doubt, insomnia, despair, and collapse.

He can't help but care about what other people think of him, and he will keep thinking of that year when eight-year-old Shen Qing came to the house, that face full of expectations looking around and exploring.

Look, this is Jiang Xiao, that kid, who has finally fallen from the altar.

That indifferent and sloppy voice kept saying this in his ear.

Jiang Xiao seemed to have returned to those nights when he lost his mother.But this time he didn't cry anymore.

He is not reconciled, he can accept that he is an ordinary person, but he never refuses to be a loser.

Maybe that's the advantage of being an adult over being a child who can't do anything about it, who can make up his own mind about who he is.

Classic films are always thought-provoking, but he is a very realistic mediocrity who will be moved by the passionate "My Captain", and then continue to live in the "Wilton" like most people, willingly or unwillingly. bound by rules.

The fan on the top of the head whirred and turned, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Jiang Xiao saw the ending from the beginning, listened to the chanting of ancient poems, from thinking with eyes open to sleepy with eyes closed, from being cold all over to being warm and comfortable , the swollen lips have long since subsided, and finally the earphones with earphones almost exploded from the ringing of the phone ringing suddenly. He opened his eyes and looked at the time. It was almost five o'clock, only to realize that the afternoon had already passed .

"Fourth!" Yaoji yelled after connecting the phone: "I still have half an hour to arrive at the station, it's so hot, I'm hungry and want to vomit, I didn't have much appetite along the way, you came Bring me strings of candied haws sometime!"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao just woke up, his head was still a little dazed, he sat up, looked at the thin quilt covering him in a little astonishment, and then scratched the bed rails to look at the upper bunk.

no one.

"Hmm, what?" Yaoji frowned and said, "It's so late in the afternoon, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Get out!" Jiang Xiao cursed back, amplified the voice, threw the phone on the table casually, grabbed the quilt on the bed and turned it over and over again, feeling awkward again.

This is a light quilt.

Shen Qing covered him with a quilt?

Is it covered with his own quilt? !

However, Jiang Xiao turned his head and looked at the block of tofu on the head of the bed that had been deformed by his own pillow, and felt that it was not completely incomprehensible that Shen Qing's quilt would cover him.

"Hey! Where are people?!" Yaoji shouted over there: "I'm talking!"

"Understood." Jiang Xiao folded the quilt and put it back on Shen Qing's bed, took out the tooth cup and walked to the water room: "Father washes his face first, and then picks you up."

"Papa! Don't forget the candied haws!"

"Hey, it depends on Dad's mood." Jiang Xiao yawned, and his mood brightened.