What should I do if my deskmate is blind

Ji Chen clutched his wet nose again, he was also shocked.In the shock, there was a hazy exploration of certain things.

It was as hazy as the foggy glass that blocked Shu Yan from taking a shower.

"..." Fuck... Can you fucking stop thinking about it?This is more than blood congestion, and the meniscus of the knee has to be drained if it flows down!

Isn't it just a man's naked body!It's not that I haven't seen it before!Isn't Zhao Yi just... oh, I haven't seen it before.

So it's because he's too ignorant that he can do anything just by looking at his back?

Ji Chen was confused.

The bleeding finally stopped, and the two began to eat the food on the table silently.

Shu Yan glanced at it, and the dishes he ordered were similar to the Cantonese restaurant at the intersection last time.But it is different from the taste to the color, and it is much more refined than the one at the intersection.Even the arrangement of the plates is exquisite, as if it was delivered with all kinds of porcelain plates underneath.

From the perspective of Ji Chen's "care" for his little one, Shu Yan always feels that Ji Chen is not such a person who pays attention to details.

Shu Yan glanced at the boy on the other side of the dining table with a ball of paper stuffed in his nose. He felt Ji Chen's weird, not embarrassing, but definitely not natural emotion. He spread his knuckles along the chopsticks, and couldn't help it. Pressed his knuckles against the chopsticks several times.

Ji Chen also didn't understand.

But Ji Chen is not a person who can hold back his thoughts for too long, and he likes to hit a straight ball intermittently: "Sui Yi likes boys, you already knew about it?"

"Huh?" Shu Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded after regaining consciousness.

Talking about this when the whole room is full of embarrassment, Shu Yan admires him as a warrior.

"What do you think?" Ji Chen smashed the ball again.

Shu Yan looked at him, tapped the table twice with his fingertips, and asked, "What should I think?"

"..." Ji Chen had the feeling that the player on the opposite side was better at the game.

Shu Yan smiled: "Brother Chen, I'm not a person who can wrong me too much, so if I really have any extra thoughts, I won't be with Sui Yi for so long."

Ji Chen touched his knee and nodded.

More than not being too wronged, it is simply arbitrary.

"Okay, I understand." Ji Chen said, "Hurry up and eat!"

There are some things that cannot be talked about or thought about in detail. If you put them in the most natural state without asking or answering, it will be easier to get along with each other.

But Ji Chen couldn't help but began to think... Shu Yan said that he has been with Sui Yi for so long, did he know each other for so long, or what happened.

"..." Seeing him poking the yellow croaker fiercely on the head, Shu Yan didn't know what he understood.

But anyway, Ji Chen didn't ask any more questions.

After the sports meeting and the weekend, he thought that Ji Chen's knee would be fine, but he got a crutch from somewhere, and said that he had to support himself to walk normally.

The reason why Ji Chen couldn't straighten up was because he was fine in class, and after school, in Ji Chen's words, "I'm alone at home, and there's no one to bring water", so Shu Yan had to stay.

Shu Yan wanted to ask several times: Why didn't you ask your Xingdailu to serve you.In the end, I felt that this question was both pointless and unreasonable, so I gave up.

"You don't go back all the time. If your roommate reports that you don't come home at night," Ji Chen leaned on a cane and clasped his shoulders as he walked towards school early in the morning, "Remember to tell me."

Shu Yan glanced at him: "What are you telling me?"

Ji Chen looked serious: "Help you convince others with virtue."

Shu Yan raised her eyebrows: "...Use your crutches?"

Ji Chen clicked his tongue: "It's all said to convince people with virtue."

"..." Shu Yan looked at him and smiled, "Brother Chen, if you have a chance, you can visit my dormitory."

"How much?" Ji Chen asked subconsciously.

Shu Yan glanced down at his knees: "It's on the sixth floor, let's talk about it after your legs recover."

Ji Chen smiled: "Okay, then wait until my feet recover."

The mid-term exam was due not long after the sports meeting, of course Ji Chen didn't forget that Shu Yan promised him tutoring.

But as a qualified "student" and a master of score control, in order to improve the teaching confidence of his deskmate, Ji Chen felt that he should first put his learning level in the basement.

So, the self-study class in the afternoon in the classroom recently——

"Wow," Ji Chen exaggerated with idol-like acting skills, "How can there be English in this math book?!"

An entry-level scumbag must make sure that the sin and cos in the math book are in English.

Shu Yan looked at him, feeling a little speechless: "You already know it's a math book."

"..." Ji Chen blinked.

Yes ha.He just said something was wrong.

Zhao Yi in the front row: "..." Chen'er, it's over, it's really over.

"Why don't you tell me about Chinese composition." Ji Chen took out the paper for the monthly exam and stuffed it under Shu Yan's eyes, "Old Wang said my composition was off topic, but I think it's okay."

The composition topic of the monthly exam was given to a lyric from a popular song: When I grew up, I began to understand why I ran faster and flew higher than others. In the future, everyone will read the comics I drew...

Let everyone draw up titles based on the lyrics, and write a short composition of no less than 800 words from the perspective of family education.Genres are not limited except poetry.

The students wrote casually from the most uninnovative perspective of wishing their children to become dragons and daughters to become phoenixes, and some wrote against the traditional family education model for restricting personality development. The topic, but the composition is full of his daily composition of cheating with the retired search and rescue dog.

Shu Yan: "..."

This kind of handwriting is very beautiful, and every word can be understood, but it has nothing to do with the direction of the question, and only Lao Wang can give the paper score without panic.

"I see that when you usually hate Zhao Yi, your level is quite good." Shu Yan said.

"Can it be the same?" Ji Chen looked back at him.

"That's right," Shu Yan thought for a while, and smiled with a very serious expression, "You can't write cross talk in a small composition, you are at a disadvantage."

Ji Chen: "..."

Shu Yan simply asked him to find out all the papers from the previous other subjects, and he had to find out the level of his deskmate first.

But when he finished flipping through the test paper, Shu Yan took a deep breath and held it in his chest, unable to let it out for a long time.

The level of his deskmate is just no level.

"Your family still has a junior high school..." Shu Yan began to think about whether elementary school textbooks would hurt his deskmate's self-confidence too much, "The textbooks?"

Ji Chen looked at him: "..."

Oh shit.For the first time in the past few years, I regretted using this method to fight against Ji Zeen.

In Shu Yan's eyes right now, he is just a fucking idiot!

"..." Shu Yan felt that the hairs on Ji Chen's body stood on end.

But I have to say that this kind of luck that every choice can avoid the correct answer is not something ordinary people can have.

It's a bit metaphysical.

"You...won't you go to Sui Yi's place to have a look?" Shu Yan kindly reminded, "It's not expensive to do something."

Ji Chen: "...?"

No, why can Sui Yi be mentioned even in a test paper?

"How did you and Sui Yi know each other? When did you know each other? How long have you known each other?" Ji Chen's problem of running his mind after his mouth came back again, and he blurted out without thinking.

Shu Yan raised his eyebrows: "?"

I don't understand how Ji Chen's level has anything to do with how and how long he and Sui Yi have known each other.

Ji Chen also came to his senses after asking, he asked this question as if he was checking his girlfriend's cell phone, and immediately made up for it: "Do you know how Zhao Yi and I met?"

Shu Yan: "?"

Zhao Yi pricked up his ears.

"Zhao Yi and I met at the Brain Clinic of the People's Hospital." Ji Chen flattened the corner of his mouth and slapped his satisfied composition, "I'll test his IQ when he sees mental retardation, and it's just like that It's here now."

Shu Yan: "...?"

Zhao Yi: "???"

Shu Yan didn't know when Ji Chen's knees would be able to straighten up. It's been a week since the sports meeting, and two days after the mid-term exam, and the scores and rankings have all been released, and Ji Chen's crutch has become more and more slippery the more he uses it.

Lao Wang wanted to drag him to see it several times, but he sternly refused.It takes such a long recovery period to say that there is no rush, after all, there is an old saying: one hundred days of injury.

Shu Yan lived in Ji Chen's house every day, and wanted to pay the rent.But when Ji Chen was "studying" with all his heart and even made him serve tea and water, he gave up with peace of mind.For example at this moment——

"Don't use inequalities for this question," Shu Yan looked at his paper, "You have to analyze the teacher's intentions for the question, right? Use linear programming for this question."

"Is this answer wrong?" Ji Chen said.

"The answer is right, but the way is wrong." Shu Yan pointed at the question with the tip of his pen.

"The answers are all right, why bother about the method?" Ji Chen was very unconvinced.

"..." Shu Yan put down his pen, leaned back in the chair and looked at him, "Are you here to do the questions or to argue?"

Ji Chen didn't do it anymore: "Why do I feel that you are so impatient with me? Your differential treatment is so fucking obvious."

Shu Yan can patiently answer other people's stupid questions several times, why is it his turn to be treated like this?That's it?

Shu Yan froze for a moment.

If Ji Chen didn't say it, he really didn't pay attention.His state in front of Ji Chen... seems to be getting more and more relaxed.

It seems that I forgot to remind myself unconsciously: I have to hold back my temper, pay attention to my attitude towards people, and show the attitude of "I won't get involved in the future anyway, please use all the patience at this moment to deal with it" mentality.

Just now because of impatience, the knuckles on the table curled up, Shu Yan straightened up with eyelashes drooping: "Then I will tell you again."

"I don't want to hear it now!" Ji Chen could climb on the pole, "I want to drink water! Not what's in the refrigerator! It's warm!"

"...Okay." Shu Yan wanted to laugh a little, took his empty water glass and stood up.

Going downstairs into the kitchen, just as he started mixing warm water for the young master upstairs, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Shu Yan took it out and paused for a while when she saw the number.

It wasn't until I heard that the sound of water was wrong that I hurriedly turned off the hot water of the direct drinking machine.

Without counting his thirteen more times, Shu Yan picked it up.

"Xiao Yan." Sang Qian called him.

"Well, Mom." Shu Yan remembered that my aunt said last time that their family would return to China early, but she still asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well," Sang Qian's voice was still gentle, but it sounded a little tired, "Mom may not be back at the end of the year, but the things I promised you will not change, so don't worry."

Shu Yan drooped her eyelashes, not knowing what it felt like.

I slid my finger against the cold and hard marble tabletop of Nakashima Taiwan, and when I touched the water overflowing from the glass, I tapped it lightly.

is hot.

Shu Yan smiled: "Well, I'm not worried."

The "what I promised you" in Sang Qian's mouth meant that when she and Shu Xingyan divorced, they agreed on the shares they would give him, not the "I will return to China at the end of the year" promised at the beginning of school.So he really doesn't have to worry.

"Is there anything else?" Shu Yan asked indifferently.

Sang Qian didn't take the cord, paused for a few seconds and said, "Xiaoyan, your sister is sick."

Shu Yan still tapped the overflowing water slowly with his fingertips, licking it.

The water is a little cold.

"Oh." Shu Yan said.

The other end of the phone became quiet again, as if she finally understood that this son was cold-blooded and ruthless. Sang Qian no longer expected him to ask about her own sister's situation, and took the initiative to say: "Then you should be busy, I will contact you before I come back."

"Okay." Shu Yan said.

After hanging up the phone, Shu Yan calmly went to find something to wipe off the overflowing water, but when he turned around, he found Ji Chen standing outside.

"..." His ability to concentrate on one thing has become more and more refined.

"...Then what," Ji Chen was also quite embarrassed, he could hear this kind of family ethics every time, "I see you haven't come up for a long time, in view of your ability to vomit the rice cooker, come down and have a look."

Shu Yan looked at Ji Chen who came down on crutches, and was silent for two seconds, then suddenly chuckled.

I don't know why, but just now because of the phone call by San Sena, my chest was stuffed with an oilcloth, I couldn't cry or laugh, I couldn't be unhappy or feel emotional, it was like being lifted off all of a sudden.

He could feel the shyness of being excluded by Sang Qian, Shu Xingyan, He Jia, and even some people whose names he couldn't remember clearly, and he could also feel Ji Chen's cautiousness towards him at this moment. .

"Brother Chen," Shu Yan called him suddenly, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Ah?" Ji Chen was stunned, and then said, "Yes, just wait."

The last time Zhao Yi came to play, he disliked the bad smell of smoking, so between staying and rolling out with the cigarettes, Zhao Yi left more than half a pack of cigarettes in a certain drawer on Nakajima Terrace.

Shu Yan watched him open the third drawer, and asked amusedly, "You smoked it yourself, and you don't know where you put it?"

"..." Ji Chen glanced at him, confidently said, "I have quit smoking for a long time!"

Shu Yan nodded.Fine.

Finally found it, Ji Chen threw him the cigarette case and lighter together.

This crutch is really inconvenient to move.

Ji Chen watched as he skillfully knocked out one and put it in his mouth, lit the fire, lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes, and lit the end of the cigarette with the fire.

What Zhao Yi smokes is a female cigarette, which is pure white and extremely thin.Shu Yan held it between his fingers, and the scarlet smoke tail flickered in the unlit kitchen, making the young man's slender and slender knuckles appear sickly white.

Seeing him in a daze, Shu Yan lazily leaned against the edge of the island, leaning his waist against the edge, and handed him the cigarette case: "Either?"

Ji Chen didn't know why, seeing him in such a state, he couldn't tell whether it was irritability or other feelings: "I quit! I don't want to smoke!"

Shu Yan chuckled, not knowing why he suddenly exploded.

But it seemed that because of the long-lost tobacco smell, some kind of bad emotion was born.Shu Yan looked at him, blinked her long eyelashes slowly, took a sip of the cigarette with a smile on her lips, raised her chin slightly, and blew gently towards Ji Chen.

"..." Ji Chen's throat was choked dry by his puff of smoke, his eyes fell on Shu Yan's thin lips, and his Adam's apple slipped subconsciously.Some kind of the most primitive and most inhuman idea emerged from this hazy and choking smoke.

Ji Chen felt that he was too inhuman, his deskmate was smoking in a bad mood, and he was still thinking about it, so he turned around seriously, walked with difficulty on crutches, and said, "I can't watch it any longer, I can't watch it any longer. It looks like my addiction to smoking is about to break."

Shu Yan raised her eyebrows: ...Look?

Sansana made the phone call, and without any accidents, he had an immersive dream all night.

Shu Yan was like a consciousness drifting away from reality, looking over and over at the self curled up in a corner, wrapped in resentment, hatred, anger, and helplessness.

"Shu Yan...Shu Yan..."

"Hey! Wake up!"

"Are you in a nightmare? Hurry up and wake up!"

"..."

In a daze, Shu Yan only felt that the last slap on his face, accompanied by the momentum of "Wake me up!", was very merciless.

But he managed to bring him back to reality from the dream he couldn't wake up from.

Shu Yan lifted his heavy eyelids, warm light streamed in, and he saw Ji Chen's face.

"Are you awake?" Ji Chen asked.

Shu Yan half-lifted his eyelids and closed his long eyelashes. During the brief intertwining of dreams and reality, the familiar warm fragrance of clean grass and trees overflowed into his nostrils. Shu Yan let his body's own consciousness, raised his hand to hook Ji Chen's neck, With his strength, he stood up and hugged him.

Ji Chen froze.

Immediately, he reacted, raised his hand to hug him back, patted his back lightly twice, and said, "What is this dream, so scared?"

The warmth of the boy's palm was pressed through the cloth, and Shu Yan maintained the posture of hugging him, and began to wake up.

While patting his back, Ji Chen was thinking about the words that the child was scared and stupid, so he stroked his hair to comfort him.

What's that called... what is it?

"Big head, big head," Ji Chen raised his hand while thinking, stroked Shu Yan's hair and said aloud, "Would you worry if it rains?"

Shu Yan took a breath, and after waking up, holding on to the embarrassment and awkwardness of others, he ran away in his big head.

She couldn't help but patted his shoulder and let out a laugh. After laughing enough, Shu Yan backed away and said, "Brother Chen, during the exam, try not to use idioms and colloquialisms. Points will be deducted if you use them wrong."

Ji Chen raised his hand and touched the part of his neck where he laughed, and glared at him: "Why didn't you scare you to death just now?"

Shu Yan glanced at the place he touched, the smile on his lips was still hooked, and he didn't speak.

"I don't care about you anymore," Ji Chen stood up angrily, "just take your fucking surname!"

Enduring the unstoppable itch in his neck, Ji Chen turned and walked out.

"Brother Chen." Shu Yan sat on the bed and stopped him.

"Huh?" Ji Chen subconsciously turned around.

Shu Yan lowered her eyelashes, raised the corners of her lips, saw that his walking posture was very standard, and his crutches went somewhere, and said with his knees still straight, "Your legs are healed."

Ji Chen was taken aback.

He just heard the movement in Shu Yan's room, which resembled the sobbing of a trapped animal, and only the words "hurry up and take a look" were left in his mind. How could he remember that prop?

After blinking twice, Ji Chen met Shu Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Where's your crutch?" Shu Yan continued to ask relentlessly.

"...Ha!" Ji Chen bent his "remnant leg", and said in serious surprise, "Yeah, I don't need a cane anymore?!"

"Yeah." Shu Yan put his palms on the mattress behind him, leaned back and looked at Ji Chen in a leisurely manner.

"It's all thanks to you!" Ji Chen gritted his teeth.

Shu Yan smiled and raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"Thanks to you helping me with tutoring! I improved by 25 in the midterm exam! As soon as I improve, I'm happy! Once I'm happy!" Ji Chen said with a sincere face, "I'm so fucking happy and give up!"

Shu Yan: "..."

Shu Yan: "...?"