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Ke Yi's words flickered, and instead of answering Wen Ling's question directly, he turned his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "It's 12:30, aren't you sleepy?" He took out a quilt and put it on the other side of the bed , lowered his head to avoid Wen Ling's sight, "I'm sleepy."

Wen Ling laughed angrily at his childish performance. He carefully checked the diagnosis form twice, folded the form and put it in his schoolbag, followed Ke Yici's wishes and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

Ke Yici breathed a little sigh of relief, sitting by the bed and swiping his phone with his mind free.

The text displayed on the screen of the mobile phone flashed like running water, but Ke Yici didn't read a single word.

Wen Ling scooped up a handful of warm water and splashed it on his face. He didn't want to force Ke Yici to confess, but he had no other way to induce Ke Yici to speak up.This blank experience that he doesn't know will become an unavoidable hurdle between them.At first, he thought that Ke Yici was just busy with work, and at worst, he didn't care about their friendship. After more than half a year of getting along, Wen Ling clearly felt Ke Yici's sincerity.

Don't care if friendship will go to learn sign language?

Will you deliberately spend time with him to learn painting skills that you don't need?

There are signs that things are not as simple as he imagined.

Ke Yici must have some unspeakable reasons.

He has to be patient, just like Ke Yici did to him.

Wen Ling cheered secretly in his heart, he took out a face towel to wipe off the water droplets on his face, and walked out of the bathroom.Seeing Ke Yici sitting by the bed, he walked over to kiss him lightly, lifted the quilt and lay down flat, closing his eyes.

Ke Yici, who had no idea of ​​Wen Ling's psychological changes, shuddered. It was too normal to be abnormal. Ke Yici nervously guessed whether Wen Ling was angry or not.

He walked into the bathroom disheveledly, brushing his teeth while listening to the movement outside the door, nothing happened, Wen Ling lay on the bed obediently and slept.

Is it possible that the child gave up exploring?

impossible.

Ke Yici was well aware of Wen Ling's stubborn temper, and it was not Wen Ling's style to give up exploring easily, unless——Ke Yici's heart skipped a beat, and he almost swallowed toothpaste foam.

Wen Ling won't want him, right? !

"Xiaoyu, are you asleep?" Ke Yici asked.

Wen Ling opened her eyes and looked at Ke Yici who was standing by the bed.

"Ah, I thought you were asleep." Ke Yici had nothing to say, "Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

Wen Ling said, "I don't know, I know."

"Let me ask you." Ke Yici moved closer to Wen Ling, "Have you and your ex-boyfriend tried it?"

Chu Zhesong has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like a straight man, but he is born pure.Wen Ling's temperament is soft on the outside and firm on the inside, and he firmly controls the dominance. Ren Chu Zhesong is making troubles, but he also looks tepid.

Wen Ling made a comparison and said, "Once." He thought for a moment, and added, "It feels bad."

Ke Yici got into Wen Ling's bed, smiling like a fox stealing a chicken: "Tell me, why do you feel bad?"

"He wants, I'll go and watch," Wen Ling said distressedly, "Video."

Dare to feel that the child's skills are not good, Ke Yici hugged Wen Ling's waist, and continued to talk about this shameful topic: "Then you went to find a small video to watch?"

"Yeah." Wen Ling nodded.

"Didn't give him an acceptance check?" Ke Yici pointed his hand down, implying something.

Wen Ling slapped his hand away and said with a straight face, "Go away."

"It's so fierce." Ke Yi kissed Wen Ling, "Don't worry, I don't think your skills are bad."

Wen Ling glanced at him, moved to the side of the bed, pushed Ke Yici back to his own quilt, and said, "Sleep."

The two spent two days together, and Ke Yici drove Wen Ling to school.In the past two days, Wen Ling has behaved very upright and gentlemanly. Not only did he not deliberately provoke Ke Yici, he did not even take the initiative to kiss. He behaved as if the two were good friends in the traditional sense.

How can a good friend kiss and hug?

Wen Ling patted Ke Yici's arm off his shoulder, and waved to him: "I, let's go."

"Oh." Ke Yici put his hands behind his back in embarrassment, "Goodbye."

Wen Ling turned around and walked towards the school gate. Ke Yici's expression twisted instantly. Where did his innocent and cute child go?

Could it be that she really made up her mind not to want him? !

This was the most boring weekend he and Wen Ling had ever spent. Pushing and pulling, trying to get him, Wen Ling used obvious tricks to wear down Ke Yici's will.

Ke Yici fell into an unprecedented crisis of trust. His scumbag ex-boyfriend hit third base anyway. He tried his best and tried his best, but he lost second base and regressed straight to the friend stage.

What a human tragedy this is.

Did Yuelao block him?

Wen Ling didn't know that Ke Yici's mind was light years away. He stepped into the school with his schoolbag on his back and turned around. Ke Yici was still standing where he was, looking a little lonely.

"What a coincidence." Li Meng patted Wen Ling from behind, "Are you back from picking up the wind?"

Wen Ling nodded.

"The fried chicken fillet I just bought is hot. Try it." Li Meng enthusiastically handed Wen Ling a bamboo stick. "It's super delicious. I often buy from him."

"Thank you—" Wen Ling tried to speak, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Li Meng put the oil paper bag into Wen Ling's arms, "You eat this, I bought a lot."

Wen Ling couldn't resist Li Meng's enthusiasm, and walked towards the teaching building with Li Meng while eating.

"Winter vacation is coming soon, and my graduation theme has not yet been decided." Li Meng sighed, "It's so difficult."

Wen Ling took a bite of the chicken tenderloin and crunched it. While enjoying the food, he did not forget to appease his troubled roommate: "I can," he choked on the chili noodles, "cough cough, it's up to you,"

"Would you like to read the theme of the final project for me? That's great." Li Meng was very perceptive, "I'll treat you to dinner at noon!"

Wen Ling shook the fried chicken fillets in the oil paper bag, and said, "Enough."

"I can't." Li Meng was extremely polite, "My dad said that he went out to collect music without inspiration, and I didn't even know where to go."

The two stepped into the classroom chatting, mostly Li Meng said, Wen Ling listened.

There are very few courses in the senior year. There are only three classes a week, and they are concentrated on Mondays.The teacher walked into the classroom and saw Wen Ling sitting in the first row. She smiled and said, "Good morning, students, Xiao Wen's retreat is over?"

Wen Ling smiled and nodded.

Many students admire Wen Ling. First, Wen Ling's painting talent is really amazing. He belongs to the child who is chased by God to feed him. Second, no matter how serious the teacher is, he can always show a gentle side when meeting Wen Ling.

Li Meng, who was sitting next to Wen Ling, was in a bad mood. He muttered softly, "When I handed in my homework yesterday, she just gave me a scolding."

Wen Ling wrote on the book [What homework to hand in? 】

"Appreciation essays...you didn't write it, did you?" Li Meng asked.

Wen Ling paused at the tip of his pen, remembering that it seemed to be true. On Saturdays and Sundays, he and Ke Yici played around, forgetting everything about school. This was the first time he forgot to do his homework.

The 10-minute class passed by in a flash, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Wen Ling walked up to the teacher. He was holding a tablet with a line on it [I'm sorry, teacher, can I hand over last week's appreciation homework to you tomorrow? 】

"Is it not written?" The teacher asked.

Wen Ling lowered his head and acquiesced.

"You can't relax yourself even after you've been in graduate school." The teacher knocked and said, "Give it to me before six o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Wen Ling said.

Hearing Wen Ling speak for the first time, the teacher gave him a curious look and asked, "Have you decided on the theme of your graduation project?"

Wen Ling nodded, he picked up the tablet and typed [Xiaohe learns to fly. 】

"It's interesting." The teacher said, "Come on, I believe in your strength."

"Thank you," Wen Ling's fingers clasped the edge of the podium nervously, "Teacher."

The teacher didn't deliberately bring up Wen Ling's speech, she communicated with Wen Ling like a normal person: "Okay, let's go to lunch, don't forget to do your homework next time."

Wen Ling nodded shyly and walked out of the classroom.

Li Meng stood at the door of the classroom and waited for a long time. Whatever he said, he would invite Wen Ling to dinner: "There is a new Korean barbecue at the school gate, let's go and try it."

"Wen Ling."

A familiar male voice called to stop Wen Ling, and Chu Zhesong ran over panting, and said, "Have you read Weibo?"

Wen Ling frowned, looked at Chu Zhesong suspiciously, and shook her head.

"Are you free? I would like to treat you to lunch." Chu Zhesong said.

"Hey buddy, pay attention to first come, first served." Li Meng said dissatisfied, "Let's line up, I will invite you at noon today, and you will invite you tomorrow."

"I want to talk to you alone." Chu Zhesong looked into Wen Ling's eyes and said sincerely, "About your sister's brother."

sister's brother?What strange combination of words is this?Li Meng looked at Wen Ling with question marks all over his head.

Wen Ling thought that his younger sister's original family had new troubles, so he took out his mobile phone to type, and showed it to Li Meng [Sorry, can I go to the dormitory to find you in the afternoon? 】

"Okay, family matters are the most important thing." Li Meng gave in tactfully.