Dijinpingxie

Zhang Qiling is a man of his word, after this night, he really won't let Wu Xie deal with those Yingyingyanyans anymore.

But even if he followed his heart, Wu Xie still felt a little uneasy.

Or should I say, Wu Xie feels that Zhang Qiling these days is not generally gloomy.Although this level of gloom was nothing compared to the first few days of school, Wu Xie always felt uneasy.

So after dinner, he went to the small snack shop outside the dormitory, and then bought two catties of melon seeds and came back, intending to "have a heart-to-heart talk" with Zhang Qiling.

"What's this?" The experimental materials haven't arrived this week, so both of them spend the day in the laboratory doing literature review, and after dinner, they go back to the dormitory to develop their hobbies.

If Zhang Qiling has hobbies.

"Melon seeds." Wu Xie stood by Zhang Qiling's table, looked at the melon seeds he put on Zhang Qiling's table ten seconds ago, and replied solemnly.

"why?"

"Thank you for 'rescuing' me from my misery."

"Why melon seeds?"

"Because it's cheap and the quantity is large."

"Okay, thank you." After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he turned his head away, not looking at this strange "reward".

"Ah... that's right." After less than half a minute of silence, Wu Xie's voice came from above Zhang Qiling's head again.

"..." Fortunately, facing Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling always had endless patience. He heard the voice, raised his head from the file again, and looked at the tall boy beside him.

"The weather forecast says that there will be cold air these days, and the temperature will drop."

"so?"

"Brother, you usually wear too little, you need to add more clothes."

"..." Zhang Qiling sighed in his heart, and said helplessly, "Say what you have to say."

Wu Xie, who had been punctured, was a little guilty, but since Zhang Qiling had already seen that he had something to say, he stopped going around in circles: "...I want to ask... I said that to you last time, you... ... are you not angry?"

"what?"

"I said I don't want to help you, I don't want you to escape or something!"

Zhang Qiling leaned back on the back of the chair, glanced at the strange melon seeds, and said lightly, "Not angry."

"Then you these two days..." Wu Xie swallowed, but was embarrassed to ask Zhang Qiling why he was so indifferent to him again.

"Wu Xie..." Realizing that Wu Xie didn't intend to ask the next question, Zhang Qiling took the initiative to say, "Don't think too much."

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other silently, as if they wanted to see a hole in each other.At this moment, they heard the sound of someone running hard on the stairs.

"The fat man is back." Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he saw the fat man rushing in from the outside like a gust of wind.

In such a short period of time, Wu Xie was naturally still standing beside Zhang Qiling without moving, so when the fat man entered, what he saw was the scene of the two sitting at the table "eating melon seeds" happily.

The fat all over the fat man's body was trembling with fright, and he waited for a long time before he said, "Hey! Did I read it right? You two... have decided to date?"

"..." Wu Xie rolled his eyes, bypassed the fat man and sat in his seat, and joked, "The revolution has not yet succeeded."

"Comrade, you need to work hard?" The fat man answered smoothly, and then said to himself, "Well, comrade..."

"Are you sick or not?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, and then at the fat man who blocked the light, "You are not in the laboratory, what are you doing when you come back? You are as anxious as putting out a fire."

"Oh, I just came back to see how you're doing, and I'll take a USB flash drive by the way..."

"Okay, take your USB drive and get lost..." Wu Xie waved his hand weakly, thinking that this fat man is simply more difficult to deal with than Zhang Qiling.

"Ah!" The fat man took a step outside, then stepped back and took a coat, "It's cold air, it's cold outside..."

Wu Xie muttered to Fatty's back, "You have so much fat, why are you afraid of the cold?"

When the fat man walked away, he said to Zhang Qiling again: "It's really cooling down, I didn't lie to you."

"En." Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie fixedly, and responded lightly, "I know."

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