After the exchange with the school grass, I was attacked

When Lin Tong woke up, what greeted his eyes was the very familiar white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant that filled his nostrils.

"President Ji! You finally woke up!" Xu Jibei's voice came from beside him.

Lin Tong looked blankly at the two people around him, thinking to himself, what kind of evil did he do to show up in the infirmary every time.

And can also be watched.

He sat up, reached out and rubbed his throbbing temples, only feeling that his throat was extremely thirsty.

Before he could make a sound, a glass of water was handed over to him.

"Honey water, drink it, moisten your throat." Ji Xing said softly.

Lin Tong looked up at him, reached out to take the glass of water, and took a sip.

Xu Jibei hurriedly opened his mouth to care: "How are you? Do you have any headaches? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

After the last exchange, Lin Tong has been able to easily integrate into the role.

He coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

"It's not all right. The doctor just told us that you have hypoglycemia, and if you exercise strenuously, there may be brain problems..." Xu Jibei retorted.

Hearing the words that there was a problem in his mind, Lin Tong directly raised his eyes to look at Ji Xing, with some obvious disgust in his eyes.

Ji Xing understood, and interjected: "That's called cerebral insufficiency."

Xu Jibei suddenly realized: "Ah, that's right, that's what it's called. Look at my memory."

He stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.

"To be honest, Mr. Ji, please don't work so hard next time. Look, you almost had an accident this time, and you lost two bottles of glucose, so you are a bit human." Xu Jibei sighed, pulled out his chair and sat down , "The doctor said just now, you should be careful and don't exercise too much, understand?"

This time, something really happened. Because Xu Jibei was too worried, he stopped talking, and babbled for several minutes as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lin Tong quietly held the glass of honey water, drinking it lightly from time to time to relieve the dryness in his throat.

He didn't expect Ji Xing's health to be so poor.

After all, Lin Tong subconsciously thought that running three thousand would not be a problem for a person who usually looked quite strong, but who knew that he would faint immediately after the run.

Before he fainted, Lin Tong seemed to hear a sentence, but he was completely unconscious at that time, and he had no memory of what was said.

"Okay, don't you still have to go to class?" Ji Xing interrupted Xu Jibei.

Xu Jibei paused, suddenly realized, and then remembered that he still has lessons.

He didn't stay longer, and after a few more instructions, he hurried back to the class to report the letter.

The sound of the infirmary door closing came, and Ji Xing watched Xu Jibei's leaving back, and as soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of eyes full of anger.

Ji Xing never thought that such an expression would appear on his face in his life.

"That..." He tried to break the deadlock, "Are you okay?"

"Good mother!"

Without the presence of outsiders, Lin Tong's suppressed anger finally came out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me an explanation, what's going on? Why did it change suddenly?"

Ji Xing was helpless, and poured a glass of water: "I don't know, I didn't seem to be doing anything at the time, just preparing before the game, and when my eyes went dark, I realized I was outside the school."

Lin Tong knew that the two of them couldn't think of a reason even if they wanted to break their heads, so he gritted his teeth and changed the subject: "Did you win?"

"Win." Ji Xing replied.

It is indeed a victory, but the means are a bit ugly.

Ji Xing looked at Lin Tong who was still pale in front of him, knowing how uncomfortable hypoglycemia is, he could naturally imagine what kind of state the young master is now.

So he dug out a few more spoonfuls from the opened jar of honey next to him and put them in the water until the water became cloudy before handing it to Lin Tong.

Hearing those two words, Lin Tong's accumulated anger subsided somewhat.

He took the glass of water casually, took a sip, and subconsciously frowned.

"You put all the honey in your life into it?" Lin Tong looked at the yellowed water and looked at Ji Xing questioningly.

Ji Xing didn't change his face, and his tone was a bit serious: "Drink it, it's good for your health, and you won't be too dizzy."

Lin Tong looked up at him, said oh, and drank the glass of water in one gulp.

Even he himself didn't notice that he had already started to listen to Ji Xing's words.

"Is there any injury?" Lin Tong asked, his eyes turned around Ji Xing a few times, and found that there was no obvious trauma.

I still remember the last time we had a fight, Ji Xing stood there like an idiot, if he hadn't protected him, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out of that alley intact.

So much so that now I am very worried about whether something happened to my body.

Ji Xing responded indifferently: "No."

There really isn't.

Lin Tong felt relieved when he heard these two words: "It's fine if you haven't been hurt yet, I'm afraid that idiot Wang Yan will do something wrong..."

He didn't notice that when the word Wang Yan was mentioned, Ji Xing's face changed slightly.

"Wang Yan?" Ji Xing asked softly, "Are you familiar with him?"

Lin Tong closed his eyes and rested: "Not familiar."

"Didn't you see it? He likes you." Ji Xing was slow, not even noticing how shocking he said.

Lin Tong looked up, his tone full of impatience: "What are you farting?"

The relationship between him and Wang Yan is really like that of elementary school students fighting. If you punch and kick each other, no one wants to suffer. If you get beaten, you must fight back.

It's not that Lin Tong didn't think about talking about it, but that bastard Wang Yan doesn't do human affairs at all, and he can always do something to push his nose and face when he swallows his anger.

Therefore, the two have been entangled for several years, and they have not been able to completely reconcile until now.

Ji Xing's voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard: "I'm serious."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Lin Tong: "Wang Yan likes you."

When Lin Tong met Shang Ji Xing's eyes, he unconsciously froze for a moment.

Those eyes were deep and calm, and there was no clue on his face, but for some reason, Lin Tong could feel it.

He was angry.

Maybe it's because Ji Xing usually wears a good mask, no matter who he is, he can put on a polite smile to everyone, and when he cools down like this, his whole body's aura is instantly terrifying, just looking at you so lightly, can make people Unconsciously there was a chill.

"Impossible." Lin Tong looked away, "He just needs a beating, and I'm a man, how could he...have that kind of meaning to me."

"If you're a man, can't you be interested in you?" Ji Xing asked.

Lin Tong was silent for a moment, looking at him as if mentally retarded: "They are all of the same sex, how could they feel that way."

The air was strangely quiet.

Ji Xing lowered his eyes.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no position to tell Lin Tong about this matter.

As a friend, it's a bit too much; as a deskmate, it's too blunt.

He inhales lightly.

Maybe it was just because he finally met Lin Tong, subconsciously afraid that he would be snatched away by others, so that he forgot.

Forget that it is not possible for everyone to like the same sex naturally.

"Feel sorry."

When he looked up again, the usual smile was already on his face: "It's because I care too much, I just noticed that he is a little different, so I just want to remind you."

Lin Tong didn't speak.

After resting in the infirmary for a while, it seemed to be a little slowed down. After returning to the classroom, I found that everyone was clamoring for a dinner party.

They probably won a lot of awards in the sports meeting. Lao Song was so happy that he booked a hotel for them with a big wave of his hand. Everyone didn't have to attend the last class of evening self-study, and went to the restaurant to play as they liked.

For senior high school students who have been bored for a long time, this is undoubtedly a great thing.

Originally Xiaopang was still immersed in the grief of having to study at night for the sports meeting, but when he heard this, it was too late to be sad, and he yelled to run to the broken street next to him to buy stinky tofu.

The situation in the room was so crazy that when Lin Tong stepped into the class, he subconsciously thought that he had gone to the wrong room.

He even took half a step back and glanced at the class board, only then could he confirm that it was their class.

"President Ji! How's your body?" Fatty recovered from the stinky tofu, and couldn't wait to share the good news with Lin Tong, "Let me tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in front of him raise his hand falsely.

"Keep your voice down, I have a headache." Lin Tong's brows and eyes were slightly tired.

Xiaopang quickly stopped talking, watched Lin Tong go to his seat, and then dared to whisper: "That's right, we will have a dinner party in class tonight, do you want to go?"

Ji Xing glanced at him: "What dinner party?"

"Just won the award, Lao Song is happy, so he called us all to step up and get ready to have a good meal, the seats are all booked, and now we are reporting the number of people." Xiaopang, as a life committee member, naturally needs to pay attention the state of both of them.

Ji Xing didn't say, looking at Lin Tong, the meaning was obvious.

Lin Tong: "Go."

Anyway, there's nothing wrong with staying at school, so it's better to go out to get some fresh air and relax, so I can feel better anyway.

When Xiaopang heard this, he agreed, and ran to record the list with a smile.

"Head still hurts?" Ji Xing said, pulling out the chair and sitting beside him, beckoning to him, "Come here, I'll rub it for you."

Lin Tong looked at his outstretched hands, subconsciously frowned: "No need."

"If I have a headache, it usually lasts for a long time." Ji Xing didn't change his face, "If you don't rub it, you may not even be able to sleep at night."

Lin Tong hesitated for a while, but finally chose to believe him.

After all, Ji Xing is the master of this body, he knows the body well, and the tingling pain in his temples is really unbearable, so Lin Tong closed his eyes and lay down on the table.

"up to you."

Some cold fingertips gently pressed on the forehead, the movement was very light, but the strength was ingenious, the pain was slightly relieved, and Lin Tong's frowning brows finally eased.

A moment later, a figure appeared beside them.

"That... Mr. Ji."

Zhao Lin looked at the two of them carefully, pursed the corners of his lips, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

Hearing the voice, Lin Tong didn't bother to answer, but just lifted his eyelids and glanced at Ji Xing, and the latter would be satisfied.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xing looked back.

"Ah, we actually have an event here, and we really want you two to participate. I wonder if you would like to come?" Zhao Lin tentatively asked.

"Activity?"

"Yes, it's actually a catwalk. Don't worry, it won't be too much trouble."

"The main thing is that the school has been urging, we really can't pull anyone out, please, please help!"

Zhao Lin is used to being wild in the class. No matter who he sees, he always looks hot and hot. When he rarely asks for help with this attitude, he is too embarrassed to refuse.

So Zhao Lin looked at the two without saying a word, just made eye contact, and agreed directly.

At this moment, to be honest, she suddenly felt that the cp she knocked on might be real.

After all, when Lin Tong first turned around, he still looked like he was not pleasing to anyone, and even caused a lot of trouble.

But after meeting Ji Xing, he suddenly restrained a lot, and the whole person became obedient and quiet. Except for the occasional feeling of not getting close to strangers, he is easy to get along with at other times.

Isn't this the change after meeting love! ! !

Feeling that he had discovered a shocking secret, Zhao Lin glanced at the two gossipingly, and then left contentedly.

And only the two parties knew that the reason why they agreed was that Lin Tong was too lazy to talk, and Ji Xing happened to have such a meaning.

By the time people came to Bubugaosheng in a row, it was already past eight o'clock.

Backgammon is a restaurant located next to the school. The boss specially named it to attract students.

Fortunately, the food tastes good, the quality is cheap, and students usually choose to have dinner here.

And now the hall that is getting promoted every step of the way is already full of people from Class A1 of the third year of high school.

"Hahahaha, let me tell you today, we won't be able to go back without opening a few beers!"

"Where is Lao Song? Is he willing?"

"If you're a minor, drink some hammer wine. Get some more drinks and you'll be done."

"Anyway, there is no class tomorrow, so what are you afraid of?"

The place in the house is not too big, and it is crowded with people, even with the air conditioner turned on, the air is stuffy.

Lin Tong couldn't stand this kind of place, so he opened the curtain and walked to the side of the road, standing under the street lamp to breathe.

The air was still stuffy in the golden autumn night, but he could vaguely feel the chill. Lin Tong hiccuped lazily, closed his eyes and rested his mind, planning to wait for the heat to dissipate before going in to play with the group of people.

There was a sound from behind, as if someone had stepped out.

Lin Tong didn't take it seriously at first, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they had stopped a few steps away from him.

Lin Tong looked back, and saw a familiar girl standing behind her.

He didn't have any impression of this girl, he just stayed in his acquaintance, because she was quite good-looking, and people would always make fun of her, saying that she was the school girl of No. [-] middle school.

At this time, No. [-] Middle School's beauty was drooping her head with her face flushed, biting her lower lip tightly, her fingers intertwined, looking full of tangles.

Lin Tong frowned.

What is this going to do?