Oral period

The client's reply was long overdue. Xia Jingzhe had already returned to the dormitory when the notification sounded, and was sitting on the bed playing games. Tone: "She said she would try it."

Zhen Xiao raised his head: "Who?"

"Client, about kissing," the young man put down his phone, moved his stiff wrist, and suddenly remembered something, and asked casually, "By the way, that answer...how did you know?"

The person being questioned was copying "irrelevant" English words for him. Hearing this, the tip of his pen paused, and he said decisively: "I saw it on the Internet."

"Really, I thought it was a personal experience, and it sounds like that."

Is it an illusion? He always felt that Zhen Xiao's expression flashed a little weird-this person is now powerful and eccentric. After a second of silence, he choked quietly: "How can a person like me have personal experience."

It sounds familiar.Xia Jingzhe's personality is more straightforward, but he is also good at observing words and expressions, and soon understood his implication, feeling a little helpless: "Are you still angry?"

"No."—that is, there is.

I don't know which word touched his back...Xia Jingzhe leaned against the wall, thought for a moment, thought he had figured out the key point, and said in a slightly awkward tone: "Actually, you too, cough, it's not that bad—— At least he is handsome, and he is nice to people when he is serious. If he keeps that state, it shouldn’t be a problem to find a girlfriend. After all, those girls usually blush when they talk to you. Is it because of the rotten peach blossoms, right?"

Zhen Xiao put down her pen, looked up at him expressionlessly, and sounded like she was asking sincerely: "Maintaining that state means..."

"That's right, he's in a very reliable state. He exchanged the bowl of noodles with me, and flopped for me, etc..." Seeing the smile in the other party's eyes getting stronger and stronger, the desire to be praised by him was undoubtedly revealed , Xia Jingzhe couldn't bear to look away, and changed the subject, "By the way, how is your injury? Does it still affect your walking?"

"Good morning, the scabs formed during the re-examination that day." It felt good to be praised by him awkwardly, Zhen Xiao rested his chin with great interest, and continued to copy the words on his hand, seemingly unintentionally, "Then you Well, do you think it’s better for me to keep it that way?”

Xia Jingzhe was silent for a while, as if he was imagining the scene where he was so serious and trouble-free all the time, after a few seconds, he still shook his head: "Forget it, it's a bit strange, I'm not a little girl."

He is not very good at accepting other people's kindness, and he is unwilling to owe favors. He feels ashamed in his heart, and he will find a way to repay the little things with equal value. The other party will ask for rewards for his kindness, so there is no need to think too much.

But... Xia Jingzhe thought for a while, and added another sentence: "However, if you spend more time to worry about it, I will be very relieved-and, although the conditions are not bad, but with your current personality, you are still very happy. With the ability to take care of yourself...it's better not to harm other girls."

Uncertain and likes to tease people, even when he is indifferent, he doesn't care about other people's feelings at all, like a child who needs to be taught how to deal with others.

The "little boy" himself didn't really mind his evaluation, but because the corner of his mouth was raised, he found it very interesting: "Then it doesn't matter if you hurt you?"

"I was born to be Tai Sui, and I deserve to be harmed by you——she sent another message, and it seems that the experiment is over." Xia Jingzhe picked up the phone and glanced at it, with a strange expression, and read the message on the screen word by word, "' It's very effective, it opened the door to a new world for me, thank you very much for your suggestion, please ask for the reward'... no, there is no reward, thank God if you don't kill the dog."

"Kill the dog?"

"Trick the dog in and kill it," Xia Jingzhe realized that the other party might not understand these Internet terms, and after thinking about it, he explained, "A dog is a single dog. Sometimes single people will laugh at themselves like this, showing off in front of single dogs. Love is an act of 'killing' a dog."

Zhen Xiao nodded half-understanding, and didn't care much about the word itself, but just asked another question he cared about under the pretext: "Then when will I be killed?"

"What the hell?"

"...Don't you understand, it's when you will show your affection," Zhen Xiao lowered his gaze, and nervously opened and closed the pen cap with his fingertips, repeating this, "Anyway, you seem to understand these things very well, find a girl Friends are also a matter of time..."

Before graduation, or one day after graduation—what kind of identity should he appear next to Xia Jingzhe at that time, a friend who sent blessings, or a dog who was tricked into killing him.

Xia Jingzhe was slightly stunned, and quickly replied to the message in hand, but his gaze was still on the screen, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I won't harm others, I'm already notorious, why bother to hurt innocent people, and ..."

Moreover, his sexual orientation was born different from others, and he knew it as early as ten years ago when he picked up a little trouble that got lost.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for the next sentence, Zhen Xiao raised her head in doubt: "And?"

"No, it's nothing—anyway, I don't have any plans for this yet, let it take its course. Don't worry, even if I find someone someday, I will be responsible for you."

After all, Xia Jingzhe felt that there was something wrong with this, cleared his throat, and explained as if trying to cover up: "I mean... be responsible for your self-care ability and three meals a day."

"Really." After a long silence, Zhen Xiao lowered his eyelashes, looked at the mechanically repeated handwritten words on the paper, and was noncommittal. On the surface, it seemed calm, but there was already a storm in his heart—this time he was sure. He must have heard certain words and phrases in Xia Jingzhe's words at some point in his life, more than once.

"Even if I find someone, I will be responsible to you, and..."

And... what?

The smiling face of the child when he received the teddy bear, as well as the immature promise, as the familiar words became clear, but soon disappeared, like a drop of clear water accidentally falling in a corner of a long white scroll , seeped out, revealing another layer of content under the scroll, and quickly returned to dry whiteness.