Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

The rain has stopped, and there is no one in the deep alley, only the wind passing through the hall, wrapping up the rustling sound of a few fallen leaves rubbing against the ground.

"I'm going back if I don't come out." Wen Xiaoyu said so, but his body was still lazily leaning against the wall, without moving.

"Squeak—" The iron door next door slowly opened, and He Xiran walked out with a big bag.

His head was slightly lowered, without looking at Wen Xiaoyu, he handed the bag over two steps away: "Here you are."

"What?" Wen Xiaoyu asked.

"Your clothes." He Xiran said, "It's already dried."

Wen Xiaoyu had long forgotten about the clothes thrown in the washing machine, just now she was so busy listening to Grandma Wen making fun of He Xiran's short legs that she didn't think about her clothes at all.

He didn't reach out, but glanced at He Xiran's legs. It's really not short, but a little...too thin.

He Xiran didn't urge, just waited quietly holding up his clothes.

"Come closer, how can I get it so far away." Wen Xiaoyu extinguished the remaining half of a cigarette, and said lazily, "I'm exhausted today."

Hearing what he said, He Xiran lowered his head even lower.Wen Xiaoyu could see him pursing his lips, raising his hands and walking two steps forward.

I haven't seen each other for just an hour, and I don't know what this guy's strange brain circuit is thinking. He hides behind the door and eavesdrops on the corner, and behaves like a... bullied little daughter-in-law.

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him for a few seconds, and a guess appeared in his heart.

Wen Xiaoyu himself was not sure about this guess, so he didn't say anything, he just took the bag and opened it, and unexpectedly found a mobile phone inside.

"He Xiran?" Wen Xiaoyu asked, "What are you doing?"

He Xiran still kept his head sullen and didn't speak, his air pressure was low.

Wen Xiaoyu didn't like his appearance, a little irritability arose in her heart, she stretched out her hand to lift his pointed chin, and said, "Look up."

He Xiran was forced to raise his head, looked at him with erratic eyes, and said softly, "It's my old cell phone, here it is for you."

Wen Xiaoyu took out the phone, shook it in front of his eyes, and asked, "How long ago? An hour ago?"

"..." He Xiran choked for a moment, and said falteringly, "I just want to change to the latest model, so I'll use this one for you."

"No." Wen Xiaoyu stuffed the phone back into his hand, and said with a serious face, "I want to use the latest model, you use this old one."

"?" He Xiran was stunned for a long time before he could react, and murmured, "What..."

"What?" Wen Xiaoyu suppressed a smile, tried his best to maintain a serious face, and hooked him, "Give me the latest mobile phone."

"Oh..." He Xiran responded, stroking his body with both hands aimlessly back and forth, and said foolishly, "No."

"Nonsense, of course I know you don't have one." Wen Xiaoyu cursed with a smile, and then said, "You keep the phone yourself, I'll ask Lao Zhao to fix it for me."

"Then what if he cheats on you again?" He Xiran raised his head and asked.

"Did you misunderstand him? You said it as if he often cheated me." Wen Xiaoyu said, "I can improve a lot in this exam, and he will agree to help me."

"Where do you get the confidence." He Xiran snorted lightly, "I think it's safer for you to use mine."

"If you think Lao Zhao has no reason to repair my mobile phone for free, why do you give me your own mobile phone?" Wen Xiaoyu stared at him closely, and said word by word, "Give me a reason. "

He Xiran couldn't answer his words, and wanted to bow his head again, Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand to pinch his chin without hesitation.

He couldn't dodge in time, so he bit his lower lip.His eyes were moist, as if to indicate that he was being bullied.

Wen Xiaoyu's heart softened for a moment, but her hands did not soften, nor did she speak softly, she just relaxed a little: "Because I broke it while cooking at your house, is it considered a reimbursement for 'work-related injury'? Or do you think I am poor? You are so pitiful, you gave me alms at will?"

"Or... your grandma's attitude is too bad. You are afraid that I will be angry and ignore you again, so you want to make it up to me."

The real guess in his mind was the last one, and he said it affirmatively without using interrogative sentences.

The two were very close, and he could observe He Xiran's reaction in detail.When He Xiran heard the last sentence, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Sure enough, it is such a sensitive little thing.Wen Xiaoyu was afraid that he would push him to death, so she let go and hung to her side.

He Xiran lowered his head again, and muttered something in his mouth.Wen Xiaoyu didn't hear clearly, so he tilted his head according to his angle, and asked, "What did you say?"

"That's not the case." He Xiran said hypocritically and stubbornly, "Why am I afraid that you will ignore me? If you hate me so much, I should ignore you."

***

Although He Xiran was stubborn, in the next few days, he secretly helped Wen Xiaoyu prepare three meals a day.Wen Xiaoyu had tried his best to beat him up, but he was still talking about it so that his brain was furious.

This day was the day when the results of the mid-term exam were announced, and the two of them ignored each other on the way to school.When he came to the classroom, Wen Xiaoyu sat down on the seat with a dark face, choking Xiaopang who was having breakfast beside him with fright.

Gao Le took his position as monitor to the extreme, and went to the office to take a sneak shot of the overall report card before the results were announced.

Seeing Wen Xiaoyu coming, he rushed over from other students excitedly, holding up his mobile phone to report: "Brother Wen! You scored 531 points in the test! You ranked 22nd! And you got full marks in the English test! How did you do it?" Arrived? Wen Heima?"

"What the hell." This score should have improved by more than [-] places, but his complexion is still not good.

Gao Le and Xiaopang looked at each other, Xiaopang pouted and said, "Brother Wen, you got such a high score in the exam, you will abandon me in the next exam, why are you still so dark?"

Wen Xiaoyu sneered: "What's the use of getting high in the exam? The bread is all burnt, let people blame me all morning."

"Ah?" Gao Le and Xiaopang couldn't understand, looked at each other for a few seconds, and asked questions at the same time.

Seeing that He Xiran was as angry as a little puffer fish, he turned around ferociously and said, "I told you to bake it for only 3 minutes, why did you bake it for three and a half minutes?! And you said I blamed you? You are an idiot! "

"How could I know that it would be baked in half a minute? Besides, didn't you delay the time by asking me to fry the eggs?" Wen Xiaoyu shot back in a deep voice.

"You still have the nerve to say fried eggs? I told you to fry them fully cooked, why did you fry them half-cooked?" He Xiran became angrier as he spoke, and slapped him on the table with a "snap".

"You try to take another picture for me?" Wen Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes, pointing to his hand and said.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant, and there was a dark tide between the two of them, and neither of them made any further moves.

But seeing Xiaopang's face full of shock, he looked at this and then that, and murmured: "You two cook breakfast together, so... you live together?"

The two glared at Xiaopang together, and before they had time to refute, they were cut off by Gao Le, who listened to all directions and said with a big mouth: "Living together?! My God! This is much more popular than your counterattack!"

As soon as he yelled, the classroom became lively with a "buzz".

"What shit to watch!" Wen Xiaoyu roared with a dark face.

"We didn't live together!" He Xiran blushed and screamed.

However, the rebuttals of the two did not have much effect. Many students were already paying attention to Wen Xiaoyu, who made rapid progress in the mid-term exam.Now that such a revelation came, they were naturally more excited, and those shining eyes could melt this corner.

This wave of heat was barely suppressed after Lao Zhao entered the class.Because the weather was not so good and there was no running exercise between classes, Lao Zhao had enough time to drag Wen Xiaoyu to the office to chatter.

"Yes, Wen Xiaoyu, you can do it!" Old Zhao also looked at him with bright eyes, "I thought you would be the best if you improved twenty, but I didn't expect you to improve thirty!"

"Mr. Zhao, please stop your admiring gaze, I'm about to be blinded." Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Fuck you bastard!" Old Zhao cursed with a smile, "Give you some sunshine and you will be brilliant!"

"Don't give it to the sun." Wen Xiaoyu took out the mobile phone that had turned into a brick from his pocket and said, "Just repair the mobile phone again."

"It's broken again?" Old Zhao took it over to check it out, and said in disbelief, "Why is it still spitting water out?"

"...It fell into the pot, and I washed it again." Wen Xiaoyu said, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Wen Xiaoyu, I can see it, you are really talented!" Old Zhao gave him a thumbs up, "It must have been in the sun for several days, right? Why didn't you bring it over and fix it for me earlier?"

"Ang, don't you have the confidence to blackmail you after you get your grades?" Wen Xiaoyu said.

"You still see each other like this?" Old Zhao squinted at him and asked, "What's the matter with you and He Xiran living together?"

"Damn it? Did all the rumors come to you?" Wen Xiaoyu was really taken aback.

The teacher next to him couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between the two of them, and Lao Zhao clicked his face shamelessly: "You son of a bitch, be careful if you say dirty words again, I'll beat you."

Wen Xiaoyu: "..."

The teacher next to her was even happier, and Wen Xiaoyu said speechlessly, "I don't live together. My grandma recently asked for leave, so I just went to He Xiran's house to work for her for a few days."

He thought for a while, and couldn't help but complain: "You are also a teacher after all, why do you believe that kind of nonsense."

"Hey! It's really not my fault." Old Zhao said rationally, "You two stick together like one person all day long, especially during this time, it's getting worse than before, and it's reasonable for me to doubt it."

Now Wen Xiaoyu can't listen to people saying that he and He Xiran are stuck together. If he is stuck with someone who can talk about toasted bread all morning, he might as well be deaf.

live together?Go eat battered bread and raw eggs!

Seeing that the conversation could no longer continue, Teacher Yu, who teaches English, slowly came here and said to Old Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, can I borrow Wen Xiaoyu for a few minutes?"

"Use it whatever you want!" Old Zhao waved his hand generously, "If it's broken, it's mine, and I can fix it for him."

Teacher Yu nodded with a smile, took Wen Xiaoyu back to his desk, and said, "You got full marks in the English test this time, and you wrote a good speech last time..."

"What speech?" Teacher Yu always spoke very softly. To put it bluntly, his voice was very flat. Wen Xiaoyu didn't catch the point, so he asked.

"English homework on the weekend." Teacher Yu explained, "I thought you looked it up online at first, but I couldn't find it anywhere. You wrote it yourself, right?"

Wen Xiaoyu recalled that Monday morning when he read his life-and-death homework, he nodded: "I wrote it myself."

Teacher Yu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "That's right. The school will hold an English speech competition next week. Each class has three places to participate in the preliminary competition. I would like to recommend you to participate."

Wen Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, and felt that there was no problem, so he agreed.

"Who are the other two?" Before leaving, he asked a little more.

"The representative of the English class and He Xiran." Teacher Yu said.