My roommate has a crush on me every day

For the next week, Le Chenhao had to come to self-study every night, Song Mingyu had no choice but to save the questions he didn't know, and ask Zhong Yijia again during the break.

In this way, not to mention that Zhong Yijia's rest time is getting less and less, Chi Xu's mood is getting worse and worse.

Although they knew that the two had a good relationship since junior high school, they were not in the same class at that time, so they couldn't see the interaction between Song Mingyu and Zhong Yijia.Now the two of them are studying together under his nose. Although they know nothing else, they still feel a little uncomfortable.

Le Chenhao didn't have as many troubles as Chi Xu, anyway, as long as he didn't delay his study, as long as he didn't leave the experimental class, he would be fine.

After the last class on Friday afternoon, Song Mingyu, who had already received a call from his father, hurriedly asked Zhong Yijia whether he would go home or not.

"My dad will pick me up later, why don't you go with me, or you will have to take the bus alone tomorrow, what a bother." Song Mingyu teased Zhong Yijia while packing his schoolbag.

Going home one day earlier, Le Chenhao just wanted to avoid robbing Zhong Yijia from him for one day!

"Uncle Song came to pick you up?" Zhong Yijia hesitantly opened his mouth, thought for a while, and nodded in response:

"Okay, then I'll go back with you."

In fact, after sneaking a glance at the tablemate and finding that Le Chenhao didn't stop him, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he packed things faster.

"Okay, let's go." After Zhong Yijia packed up his things, he left the classroom with Song Mingyu.Before leaving, he didn't even say hello to the tablemate who was playing with his mobile phone while bowing his head.

After a while, Chi Xu came back from the bathroom and found that there were not many people in the classroom. The key point was that Song Mingyu and Zhong Yijia were gone.

"Where's Zhong Yijia?" Chi Xu looked around, but still didn't see the two of them, so he knocked on Zhong Yijia's desk and asked Le Chenhao.

"Huh? Let's go home with Song Mingyu." Le Chenhao replied, but his eyes did not leave the phone under the desk.

No way, who told his sister to send him a new mission.

Chi Xu: "..."

Why did he forget that the school stipulates that there is no need to go to the self-study on Friday night, so as to save time for students to go home.

Here Song Mingyu and Zhong Yijia left the school gate and got into a car that was parked there.Sitting in the driving seat was Song Mingyu's father.

"Oh, by the way, why did you go home by yourself last week? I have been waiting for you in the dormitory for a long time."

On the way home, Song Mingyu remembered about going home last weekend, and asked Zhong Yijia who was sitting next to him.

"Well... I didn't see you when I left the dormitory. I thought you were going home first, so... I took the bus by myself." Zhong Yijia replied.

"So that's how it is. Hey, Le Chenhao didn't bother you much last time, did he? When I saw his posture that day, I was really afraid that he would hit you." Song Mingyu felt a little scared when he thought of that scene, even though the incident had passed long ago.

"No, no, how could it be. In fact, Le Chenhao is quite a nice person, not as bad as you think." Zhong Yijia hurriedly explained, for fear that Uncle Song, who was driving ahead, would be careless when chatting with his father one day. Pull out the matter of Le Chenhao.

Although, it's okay to pull it out, since we are just classmates anyway.But Zhong Yijia felt a little guilty in his heart, and didn't want his family members to know the name "Le Chenhao".

"Really?" Song Mingyu frowned, obviously not believing it.

"Yeah." Zhong Yijia nodded, and continued to talk about other topics:

"Oh yes, when you get home later, you can come to my house after dinner, and I'll help you with your lessons."

"Well, yes, yes. I love you the most, Xiao Jiajia." As soon as Song Mingyu heard the word "remedial lessons", he really put his thoughts on his studies. He was so happy that he put his whole body on Zhong Yijia and said He even yelled a title that Zhong Yijia couldn't help but want to vomit, and he had expressly ordered him not to yell.

"Hey, hey, you're suppressing me. Also, don't call me that again."

"Hahaha, I'm sorry."

Before eight o'clock that night, Song Mingyu knocked on Zhong Yijia's door.

Since the two are neighbors in the same community, Song Mingyu often came to Zhong Yijia's house to ask him to help make up lessons when he was in junior high school.

So this time, when Zhong Yijia's mother Kang Moli opened the door and saw Song Mingyu, she welcomed him in without thinking:

"Go, Jiajia is upstairs in the bedroom."

"Thank you, auntie." Song Mingyu changed his slippers with his schoolbag in his arms, and went straight to Zhong Yijia's room on the second floor.

"Zhong Yijia, here I come." Song Mingyu went to the door of the room and knocked, then opened the door and walked in.

Kang Moli downstairs watched Song Mingyu enter her son's room with relief, and lamented that thanks to the Song family's child who loves to learn, otherwise her son would always be surrounded by a gangster who doesn't study, so what's the matter?

In Zhong Yijia's room.

"Actually, your foundation is not bad, and we don't have much to learn now. If there is anything you don't know, I will explain it to you twice. However, you still have to learn to "preview" the following knowledge points. Only you I have previewed in advance, and I have a general understanding of what I will learn next, so that the teacher will not listen so hard when he lectures." Zhong Yijia waited for Song Mingyu to spread out the books, and began to talk to him about the topic.

"I know that too, but that Le Chenhao always dominates you, and I can't get timely answers to my questions. It doesn't accumulate more and more, so there's no mood preview." Song Mingyu was a little uncomfortable talking about this. Yue, the voice is naturally louder.

"Keep your voice down." Zhong Yijia nervously looked in the direction of the door, for fear that his mother would hear what Song Mingyu said just now.

But... the word "occupation" sounds so pleasing to the ear.

"Where did he occupy me, don't talk nonsense. He only asks me when he encounters questions that he doesn't know."

"Cut... so much time in the day, why didn't you change places with me in the evening self-study? To put it bluntly, I think he is deliberately bullying you and doesn't want you to help me with the topic." Song Mingyu continued to talk unhappy Fortunately, according to Zhong Yijia's request, the voice was a little softer:

"Fortunately, we are in the same neighborhood. Hmph, I see how he still dominates you on weekends."

"Are you still talking about the topic?" Zhong Yijia wanted to laugh when he heard Song Mingyu's complaint, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"speak……"

An hour later, Song Mingyu left Zhong's house. Zhong Yijia washed up and lay down on the bed with a book in his hand, but his thoughts were still focused on what Song Mingyu said not long ago, "Le Chenhao dominates you" superior.

He didn't know if Le Chenhao was really "sticky" to him that much, and he didn't know if the other party's behavior was just to get angry with Song Mingyu. After all, that guy said many times that he wanted to change places with Le Chenhao. Be it a seat or a bed.

He didn't know if it was right for him to do this, he knew that he was different from the other boys, and that Le Chenhao and him were just tablemates and roommates, but he didn't know if it was the "underpants washing" incident or the previous The incident of "going back to the dormitory" soon made him unable to help but think of Le Chenhao from time to time.

He didn't know how this "thinking" was different from other feelings, but it seemed that every time he thought about it, he felt pretty good.Even though, that guy was obviously sitting next to him, sleeping next door to him.

In the next two days, Zhong Yijia would check his phone from time to time, not knowing what he was expecting.

"When are you going back to the dormitory? Why don't we go together on Monday morning? My dad said he can send us off." Song Mingyu finally finished a math problem before raising his head and said to Zhong Yijia next to him.

"Huh? I... I'll go back in the afternoon." After Zhong Yijia finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and left the bedroom, went to the kitchen and took the biscuits that his mother had made in advance and stuffed them into his schoolbag.

"Why go back in the afternoon? I finally solved the problem I didn't know, and I want to invite you to watch a movie in the afternoon to relax." Song Mingyu looked at the box of biscuits that was put in his schoolbag, and swallowed silently.

"Watching a movie?" Zhong Yijia was stunned for a moment, and saw that a gluttonous fat man wanted to eat biscuits, so he turned around and went back to the kitchen, took out another box, opened it and spread it in front of Song Mingyu.

"Thank you." Song Mingyu happily picked up the biscuit and ate it:

"Yeah, I heard that there is a new American movie recently released. It seems to be called a star or something. Oops, I forgot, but it is said that the reviews are good. Do you want to watch it?"

Zhong Yijia listened silently, and didn't respond to "yes" or "no", but deep down in his heart, it seemed like a sudden realization - yes, boys can also watch movies together!

Wait, why is he so excited?

"Do you want it? Do you want it? You can buy tickets on your mobile phone now." Seeing that Zhong Yijia was silent, Song Mingyu urged him by touching his arm.

"No need, I want to go back to the dormitory in the afternoon and preview the knowledge points for tomorrow." Zhong Yijia made up his mind and began to pack his things.

"Ah...Okay. I'll be back tomorrow. My mother said to make me braised pork tonight, and I have to eat it before going to school." Song Mingyu felt a little sorry for not being able to watch a movie, but he remembered that the meat made by his mother was soft and mouth watering Oily braised pork, no need to watch movies or anything.

In the afternoon, Zhong Yijia took the bus back to school, got off at a platform about one kilometer away from the school, and walked back to school.

Walking on the road, he was thinking whether he should buy movie tickets for the evening, and go to the movies with Le Chenhao or something.

But after thinking about it, Zhong Yijia never dared to press the final payment button, not because he was afraid that Le Chenhao would not go to the cinema with him, but because he felt that this kind of inexplicable act of inviting people to watch a movie was too strange.

What's more, the two haven't known each other for a long time!

He was afraid that Le Chenhao would see something and alienate him.I am even more afraid that I will not be able to bear the consequences.

Although he doesn't have deep feelings for Le Chenhao, he is afraid that others will avoid him because of his special orientation.

If that's the case, he probably won't be able to stay in this school any longer!

What's more, if others know about it, sooner or later it will reach parents' ears, how will parents think of him?

Just as he was thinking wildly like this, Zhong Yijia saw Le Chenhao at the school gate from a distance. He had just stepped out of a small car and was half squatting with his head down talking to the person in the driver's seat. After a while, , the car drove away, and Le Chenhao happened to see Zhong Yijia at this time, and waved at him from a distance:

"Hi...what a coincidence."

Zhong Yijia: "..."

If you read correctly, when the car passed by him, the driver's seat seemed to be a long-haired, super-looking beauty!

When looking at Le Chenhao again, Zhong Yijia silently put the phone into his pocket.