My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Ning Nanjia couldn't wish for it. After the two reached a consensus, he was about to get up and leave. Then he thought that Jiang Beiyu didn't inform his family that he was injured and was hospitalized. Naturally, no one would take care of him, so he should be alone in the ward at night.

Looking at the young master's delicate skin and tender flesh, he might not be very courageous, and he might be afraid of the dark.After thinking for a while, Ning Nanjia said:

"I'll stay here with you at night, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Jiang Beiyu didn't say yes or no, sitting quietly on the hospital bed with drooping eyelashes, his pale and delicate face looked sickly and pitiful.

Ning Nanjia waited for a long time but didn't get an answer, so she took the initiative to ask the nurse for a thin blanket to put on the sofa, then went out and fetched a pot of hot water and put it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, bowed her head and told Jiang Beiyu "Call me if you want to drink water or go to the bathroom at night."

Jiang Beiyu nodded, and then slowly lay down on the edge of the bed. Ning Nanjia pulled the quilt for him and covered him. After turning off the light in the ward, he opened the thin blanket on the sofa and lay down.

The small sofa was only about two people wide, and Ning Nanjia's height and long legs couldn't fit it, so he simply bent his body slightly and stretched out his legs on his side, but it was very uncomfortable to lie on, and he didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock in the morning.

Just when Ning Nanjia was falling asleep, Jiang Beiyu, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils looked straight at Ning Nanjia's curled up figure on the sofa, and his gaze was on his face inch by inch. After passing by, those long and narrow black eyes gradually became extremely gloomy.

When Jiang Beiyu woke up the next day, Ning Nanjia was no longer on the small sofa. He had just sat up with the support of the bed when he saw a thermos pot on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and a piece of paper was pressed under the thermos pot. A piece of paper with a line written on it,

Eat the porridge while it's hot, and come to see you after school at noon. —— Ning Nanjia

The handwriting is clear and elegant, with silver hooks drawn on iron, just like Ning Nanjia, who seems wild and unruly, with edges and corners all over his body, but he is easy to deceive.

Because it was uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa in the hospital last night, Ning Nanjia went home in the morning and changed into a school uniform. After going to the classroom, she directly covered her head with a book to catch up on sleep.

During the second big break, Zou Zikang in the back row of the classroom was making too much noise. Ning Nanjia was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, so he had to take the book off his head and throw it at the source of the noise.

The hard corner of the book hit Zou Zikang's back at once. Just as he was about to get angry, he turned his head and saw Ning Nanjia who was rubbing his eyes and raised his head. Pick up the book and walk over.

"Brother Jia, I'm a little angry today," Zou Zikang asked curiously after smoothing the book and putting it on Ning Nanjia's desk, "Did something happen between you and Jiang Yi's brother last night?"

Nerves seemed to be stimulated to the point of collapse, and Ning Nanjia paused slightly with his long fingers covering his eyes, "What happened?"

"Brother Jiang Yi, didn't you ask me for his school address before, and then went to block him yesterday?"

Ning Nanjia got a headache when he mentioned yesterday's incident, because he felt that Jiang Beiyu was not only weak and unable to take care of himself, but also a little autistic and didn't like to talk to others. After a moment of silence, he asked: "Zou Zikang, do you know Jiang Beiyu well?" How many?"

When he helped Ning Nanjia find the address of Jiang Beiyu's school, Zou Zikang also heard something about Jiang Beiyu.

"Not much, I just heard that his family is quite chaotic, his mother and Jiang Yi's father are husband and wife, but he is Jiang Yi's younger brother, which means that his father cheated on Jiang Yi's mother during marriage, but It seems that I heard that Jiang Beiyu's mother is the mistress, anyway, I can't tell, Jiang Beiyu's mother is very mysterious, but his classmates said that Jiang Beiyu is a bit strange."

Ning Nanjia listened carefully, and answered subconsciously, "Why is it so strange?"

The expression on his face was slightly distorted for a moment, Zou Zikang was evasive, "I can't tell the specifics, anyway, brother Jia, you should stay away from him, that kid has a gloomy face, he doesn't look like a good thing at first sight."

Ning Nanjia thought for a while about Jiang Beiyu's pale and delicate face, whether it was gloomy or not was debatable, but it was true that it looked pitiful, and after a perfunctory nod, he sent Zou Zikang away.

After school at noon, Ning Nanjia went home and took Song Zhiwei's soup with her to the hospital.

The nurse had already examined Jiang Beiyu. When Ning Nanjia pushed the door in with the thermos and food, the hospital bed was empty. He was wondering when he heard Jiang Beiyu's weak voice from the bathroom,

"Brother Nanjia?"

A corner of Jiang Beiyu's hospital gown could be seen through the half-closed door. Ning Nanjia put the things in his hands on the table, pushed his long fingers against the door and walked in.

Jiang Beiyu leaned on the wall with his fair and slender fingers, as if the thin blue blood vessels on the back of his hand protruded very clearly because of the force, his face was pale, and he seemed to have no blood at all. When he saw Ning Nanjia walking in, he drooped in embarrassment. long soft eyelashes,

"Brother Nanjia, I can't stand still, can you help me go to the bathroom?"

The low and hoarse voice was soft, like a feeble plea of ​​a small animal.

Ning Nanjia was stunned for a moment, and quickly raised his hand to help Jiang Beiyu. The other party's white and slender fingers rested on the back of his hand, and the scalding temperature spread along the attached skin, so hot that Ning Nanjia felt like he was about to burn. The illusion of getting up.

"You have a fever?"

"Well," after a soft reply, Jiang Beiyu raised his eyes to look at him, his bright black pupils were filled with a light gleam, and he said in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Brother Nanjia , I want to go to the bathroom."

Ning Nanjia didn't think about the business until he said this, and quickly supported his shoulders to let him stand on his body.

Jiang Beiyu seemed to be holding back for a while, and the sound of water didn't stop for a long time. Ning Nanjia inadvertently lowered his head and glanced, his eyes suddenly froze.

Why did Jiang Beiyu look like he was stunted and malnourished, but the thing was so big when he took it out.

It seemed that he was very focused on urinating. Jiang Beiyu didn't see Ning Nanjia lowering his head and staring blankly at his big brother. After he finished urinating, he said in a cute voice, "Brother Nanjia, I'm fine."

Ning Nanjia, who came back to his senses, quickly looked away, helped him to wash his hands, and then helped him out.

"This is mutton bone soup." After opening the thermos and filled a bowl of soup, Ning Nanjia pushed the lunch box forward. "There are still meals. If you need anything, just let me know."

He stood there after he finished speaking, as if he would leave at any moment.

The reddish mouth pressed against the edge of the bowl and took a sip of the soup. Jiang Beiyu looked at Ning Nanjia as if he didn't intend to stay for a long time, so he drooped his long and soft eyelashes and said in a low voice: "If you have something to do, don't come here often Look at me, the gauze can be removed from my nose in two days, the doctor said it's not serious."

Ning Nanjia originally planned to explain and leave, but when he heard his words, he suddenly felt a little more guilty. He pulled up a chair and sat beside the hospital bed, and said in a relaxed manner, "It's okay, the Sixth Middle School is very far from here. Come on, I'll wait until you finish eating before leaving."

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, and drank the soup slowly. The pampered young master was used to being served for meals. Seeing that he couldn't even peel the shrimp shells, Ning Nanjia had to wash his hands while peeling the shrimp for him while watching him eat.

After eating a meal for nearly four or ten minutes, Ning Nanjia looked a little sleepy. After picking up the garbage and throwing it out, he put the thermos in the bag and was about to leave when he saw Jiang Beiyu himself who was full Pulled the quilt and sat obediently, with nothing to do, quiet and a little lonely.

The mouth reacted one step faster than the brain, and he said something like a ghost,

"Jiang Beiyu, I'll come see you after school."

Eyelashes raised slightly, Jiang Beiyu looked at him with black and white eyes, and after a while, he pursed his lips slightly, and said softly with a smile: "Well, Brother Nanjia, I'll wait for you."

This was the first time that the two had met for so long, and Ning Nanjia saw Jiang Beiyu smiling. His shy smile was a little milky and shy, and he looked very good and harmless.

Ning Nanjia looked at Wei Wei in a daze for a moment, then reacted belatedly and nodded to him, then left.

The third period in the afternoon was physical education class. Ning Nanjia had just changed into the sportswear she wore in the physical education class and returned to the classroom to prepare for the class. Zou Zikang ran in anxiously, panting while holding the desk: "Jia, Jia Brother, do you want to watch today's basketball league match?"

The No. [-] Middle School will hold a basketball league game every three months. From time to time, they will compete with other schools' basketball teams in order to enrich the students' after-school life. By the way, they will pick some good basketball team players who can represent the school to participate in the competition. provincial race.

Ning Nanjia still has a little homework to finish. Although he is a thorn in the side who loves to fight and refuses to accept the teacher's discipline, he always completes his homework on time. As the saying goes, the homework is completed on the same day, and the rules cannot be messed up. He originally planned to go down After running a few laps and waiting for free activities, I came up to finish writing, and immediately shook my head when I heard the words,

"Don't go."

Zou Zikang hurriedly stopped him, "Jiang Yi is among the participants representing No.[-] High School this time. Just now I heard from the mice that they saw him talking to Tongtong."

Two clusters of anger flashed in the clear amber eyes. Ning Nanjia threw the test paper on the desk and asked him coldly, "Where are they talking?"

"The gate of the stadium."

Before Zou Zikang finished speaking, Ning Nanjia walked around him and strode away.

There were many students watching the game in the auditorium of the gymnasium. The two representative teams wearing the basketball uniforms of the No. Outside the court, it seems that he is ready to play center forward.

When Ning Nanjia walked in, the students sitting in the auditorium automatically gave up the center position, and the mouse came up very actively to tell him what position Jiang Yi was playing, and by the way, quietly told him that Jiang Yi had just told Ning Weitong How long has it been.

After listening to the mouse's report, Ning Nanjia went straight to Ning Weitong who was sitting in the auditorium in front of the third middle school court.