My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Qi Xishi's voice fell for a while, but Ning Nanjia on the other end didn't respond. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from the receiver.

"If you have any objections to this matter, you can tell the police, but the police have already ruled that it was an accident, and you confirmed it at the time. If you change your statement now, it will inevitably make people think you are suspicious."

After finishing speaking in a calm tone, Ning Nanjia hung up the phone.

The astonished expression remained on his face for a long time before Qi Xishi raised his lips and smiled, staring at the page on the phone screen showing the end of the call for a long time before he put the phone back into his pocket.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Ning Nanjia saw that the time was almost up, so he planned to go online to play two games with Zou Zikang and Mouse before going to sleep. As soon as he opened the game interface, a message popped up.

Thinking it was another message from Qi Xishi, Ning Nanjia was about to swipe away when he saw the sender's name displayed as "Ah Yu". He clicked on it and saw that it was just a very simple New Year's greeting text message:

Brother Nanjia, happy new year.

The seven words, which are nothing more than ordinary, are less distracting than the holiday greeting text message sent by the telecommunications company. Ning Nanjia lowered her eyes and stared at it for ten seconds, then clicked on the number and called.

After ringing for more than ten seconds, no one listened. Just when he was about to hang up, the call was connected.

"Brother Nanjia, are you looking for me?"

Noticing that Jiang Beiyu's background voice was a bit noisy, Ning Nanjia asked him, "Where are you, why are you so noisy?"

"On the street," Jiang Beiyu seemed to have deliberately walked to a less noisy place, and repeated the question just now, "Brother Nanjia, are you looking for me?"

Hearing that Jiang Beiyu seemed to be inexplicably attached to his answer, the corners of Ning Nanjia's mouth slightly curved, as if meeting his request, he replied: "Yes, I'm looking for you."

Jiang Beiyu smiled and asked him again, "Then what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing special." While turning on the computer and going online, he told Zou Zikang to play games later, while Ning Nanjia was chatting with him, "You sent me a New Year's greetings message, and it's reciprocal. I want to say Happy New Year to you too."

"Are you so polite? It's a pity that my place is in the afternoon, and there is no atmosphere of New Year's Eve vigil."

The corners of Ning Nanjia's mouth curled up, and just as he was about to speak, he heard someone talking to Jiang Beiyu at the other end, speaking in English, as if asking for directions.

Through the receiver, Ning Nanjia heard Jiang Beiyu's English accent was a very authentic London accent. When speaking, the low and hoarse voice sounded a little soft and cute, and the voice of a baby was childish.

After dismissing that man, Jiang Beiyu asked, "Brother Nanjia, are you still there?"

Ning Nanjia gave an "hmm" and asked him, "IsRedBrickLanefun?"

What the person asked just now was how to get to Red Brick Lane.

Slightly stunned, Jiang Beiyu replied, "Notbad. I'll take out to play in the future. Brother Nan Jia, why did you suddenly speak English to me? Are you going to test me?"

Zou Zikang sent a lot of messages on the computer urging him to go online, Ning Nanjia slowly replied while clicking on the computer, "No, I just think you speak English with a milky voice, just like a child, and want to amuse you teasing you."

As soon as he heard the word "children", Jiang Beiyu's joyful mood immediately disappeared, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said: "Brother Nanjia, I am not young anymore, I have grown taller recently, and I will soon grow taller." taller than you."

Unconcernedly hooking the corners of his mouth, Ning Nanjia sent Zou Zikang a "Come here", and then said something to Jiang Beiyu,

"I know you are taller, but even if you are taller than me, you are still younger than me. Let's not talk about it. Zou Zikang urged me to go online and play two games, and I will call you tomorrow."

Just after saying "OK", the phone was hung up, Jiang Beiyu sighed helplessly, and sent Ning Nanjia a message reminding him to go to bed early, before he put away his phone.

After the winter vacation, the Sixth Middle School started.

Because she was dragged by Ning Weitong to help copy the homework for the winter vacation the night before, Ning Nanjia was still in a daze when she woke up the next day, and immediately fell asleep with her head in her arms as soon as she sat down in the classroom.

In the middle of a deep sleep, he suddenly felt someone put his hand on the back of his neck. The man's fingertips were a little cold, but the palm was warm and hot. Ning Nanjia felt a little uncomfortable being rubbed by him, and raised his head with a frown. , and then saw Jiang Beiyu's face.

The brows are exquisite, and the long and narrow eyes are black as ink, and when they look at him, there is a slight smile in the eyes.

Seeing that it was Jiang Beiyu, Ning Nanjia's frown slowly relaxed a little, and he turned his face to the other side while muttering, "It's you, are you back yet?"

"Yeah, I just came back yesterday." He pinched the cool and delicate skin on the back of Ning Nanjia's neck with his fingertips, and Jiang Beiyu held the back of his neck to make him turn his head back, and asked him in a low voice, "Nan Brother Jia, do you miss me?"

Ning Nanjia gave a perfunctory "Yes", "Don't mess with me, I'm sleepy."

"I won't mess with you," he said in a soft voice, Jiang Beiyu slowly patted Ning Nanjia's back with his palm, "Brother Nanjia, I brought you a New Year's gift, can I help you put it on? "

It was extremely difficult to separate a sliver of sobriety from the sleepy consciousness to recognize the word "gift". Ning Nanjia slightly raised his eyelids, and saw Jiang Beiyu take out a small box from his pocket, and after opening it, he took out a small jade token with exquisite workmanship .

Pulling apart the black rope tied with the jade plaque, Jiang Beiyu supported Ning Nanjia's head to help him put it on. Seeing the black rope hanging down against that white jade-like neck, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "With me As imagined."

Raising his head with his palms on his cheeks, Ning Nanjia looked down at the jade tablet that Jiang Beiyu had just put on him. It was a small rectangle with some auspicious patterns engraved on it. I know it's worth a fortune.

Frowning slightly, he asked, "Why did you send me this?"

"Didn't you say it? New Year's gift."

Looking down at Ning Nanjia's expression, Jiang Beiyu asked him cautiously, "Don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it." Sighing lightly, Ning Nanjia rubbed his eyes and straightened up, "It's too expensive, it's unnecessary."

It turned out that it was just because of this that the corners of Jiang Beiyu's mouth curled up, and he said as if comforting, "It's okay, my family is rich anyway."

It seemed that he was afraid that Ning Nanjia would still not want it, so he added, "Brother Nanjia, I spent a lot of time choosing this. If you don't want it, I won't be in the mood to study."

Having said all this, it would be hypocritical to refuse, Ning Nanjia nodded, and stuffed the jade badge into the school uniform, "Okay, then I'll give you one back another day."

Jiang Beiyu nodded, and his gaze slowly stayed on the black rope protruding from the side of Ning Nanjia's neck like a hook for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Ning Nanjia asked him,

"Have you finished your review? There will be a quiz later."

The smile froze for a moment, Jiang Beiyu wrinkled his nose, and said uncertainly: "It should be fine."

Seeing his expression, Ning Nanjia knew that he was not good, so she took out a pen from the drawer and said to him, "Write as much as you can, count as much as you can."

Jiang Beiyu sighed.

After finishing the quiz, one morning passed.

As soon as the paper collecting teacher left the classroom with the test paper, Zou Zikang propped his head up on the table behind him, "Brother Jia, do you think the test is difficult?"

Ning Nanjia moved her fingers, "It's not bad, it's about the same difficulty as the final."

"It's over, the end of the semester is the hardest." Zou Zikang wailed in pain, holding his head. "I'm definitely going to 'help the poor' this time. I have to go to class for evening self-study. I feel that my life has no hope."

Before Ning Nanjia could speak, the mouse couldn't help scolding him, "Be content, you, vacation is like losing your mind, lying at home playing games every day, you don't help the poor."

Zou Zikang hummed unconvinced, "Just wait, I will surpass you soon."

"I believe you ghost..."

......

Seeing that the two mentally handicapped were about to quarrel endlessly, Ning Nanjia covered his ear facing them, turned his head and asked Jiang Beiyu, "Do you want to eat?"

Putting the stationery on the table back to their original positions, Jiang Beiyu responded, "Let's go."

There are several restaurants on the street where you turn left from the entrance of the No. [-] Middle School. Since the second grade of senior high school collectively conducts a quiz for the start of school, the students basically rush to the cafeteria at the same time. It is inevitable that they will be squeezed into meatloaf. Nanjia decided to go out to eat with Jiang Beiyu.

Handing over the menu handed over by the waiter to Jiang Beiyu, Ning Nanjia sent Zou Zikang and Mice the location while saying, "You order, and you can order whatever you like."

Jiang Beiyu glanced at the menu, then turned to place an order with the waiter.

"I want a cold noodle, no coriander and garlic, not too much oil, less sauce, and then a bottle of ice water, this sauerkraut fish has no bones, the chili and spicy oil is not too heavy, and a seafood porridge, shrimp shell shrimp The heads of the shrimp are all removed, the squid does not need claws, and the green onions are cooked and picked out."

The young master is picky, he doesn't eat spicy food, he doesn't eat salty, sour or sweet food, and he doesn't eat much of other condiments such as coriander, green onion and garlic.

Seeing the waiter getting more and more entangled in writing, and seeing Jiang Beiyu's expression on his face that he felt forced, Ning Nanjia held back a smile and said to her, "Do as he asks, we can add more money."

The waiter nodded happily, and wrote down Jiang Beiyu's requirements one by one, and then asked Ning Nanjia what he wanted, and left after writing the list.

After the waiter left, Ning Nanjia watched Jiang Beiyu carefully wash the tableware of the two of them with a hot water bottle, and finally wiped it with the paper towel he brought out as if it was not clean enough. laugh at him,

"Young master, you are really lucky to have never been kicked out of a restaurant when you grow up to this age."

Understood that Ning Nanjia laughed at him for being aggressive, Jiang Beiyu blinked innocently, "Uncle Zhong said he was not clean, and he would have a stomachache if he ate it."

"I've only heard that if you don't clean up, you won't get sick if you eat it."

Thinking of Jiang Beiyu's stomach trouble, Ning Nanjia couldn't help feeling a bit puzzled, "That's not right, your eating habits are so good, why do you still have stomach trouble?"

Throwing the paper towel after wiping off the water stains into the trash can, Jiang Beiyu said lightly, "I didn't pay much attention when I was young, it's just the root of the disease."

Ning Nanjia still felt a little strange, and was about to continue asking, when Zou Zikang and Mouse came, and they ordered some more dishes and then sat down.

[The author has something to say]: Jiang Beiyu: How about not marrying, Ning Nanjia, one day you will pay the price.

Qi Xishi (gloating face): Yoho, it turns out that you were also the one who got hung up, so I'm balanced.

Jiang Beiyu (with a blank face. jpg face): This is my wife and I's interest, you know the ball.