Chosen unlucky guy

Ke Wenyao—yes, this is the person who has to take the subway for two hours from his school to the gate of He Jingle’s school. He doesn’t know what the structure of his brain is. I came up and memorized the recipes in one go, but I was still there and called out very aggrieved: "Why, I'll have breakfast!"

"Is our school just a restaurant in your heart?" He Jingle asked.

Ke Zi shyly said, "Yes, five-star praise."

"..."

Obviously, no one can beat the two hundred and five who just took the subway for two hours in the morning to prostitute two big buns for nothing, not even He Jingle.

Young Master He turned his head speechlessly, and saw that Xin Sui had walked up to him at some point, and greeted Ke Wenyao without any surprise; the latter didn't see who was coming until then, and immediately squinted his eyes and smiled, A long "oh" was turned away several times, with a tilde rippling: "...I mean, no wonder some people don't want me to come, so there is an appointment?"

"Come on," Ke Wenyao said again, "Le, let's go first as a father!"

He Jingle took out his meal card from his pocket, fearing that it would not be enough to eat, so he recharged it with 500 yuan, and was immediately taken aback when he heard the sound: "Don't you want to have breakfast?"

"No more," Ke Wenyao looked at his watch and replied casually, "I'm on the train at 10:30 in the morning, and I'm going to run a race in Linshi, and I should start in a while. I was just passing by, so I stopped by to take a look."

There are many subway lines in the imperial capital. If you take the train from Ke Wenyao, you can indeed pass by He Jingle School; but if you really want to "drop in" to the school gate as he said, you will have to walk a dozen more times minutes away.

But who would walk for so long on purpose, just to "pass by"?

No one, except He Jingle's foolish friends who cared about him in the name of eating and drinking.

Young Master He is not that dull sometimes, just like he knows that the cafeteria in the school is actually not that delicious, and it is not worth coming all the way; What he said was that he only wanted him to live a good life, clumsy and sincere.

There are only sincerity and loneliness that cannot be concealed in this world, and He Jingle happens to have both.

What should he do, what can he do for these people?

He Jingle suddenly stopped talking, feeling like he was suddenly out of the situation after being silently caressed for a long time; he lowered his head and looked at the weeds growing in the cracks of the floor tiles, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Ke Wenyao: " So have you had breakfast yet?"

Ke Wenyao touched his nose, a little bit embarrassed by being punctured, and whispered: "No, I got up too early."

"……fool!"

He Jingle let out a sigh of relief, and put on a "I really can't do anything about you", he turned his head and glanced at Xin Sui like a puppy waiting for an order to pick up a Frisbee. Seeing the latter smiling and nodding to him, he immediately took the The card that had just been filled with a lot of money was plunged into the school; about a few minutes later, sweating all over his head, he ran out with a messy breakfast in his hand, and stood there panting:

"Here you are!... Going to the competition without eating in the morning, I think you will fall on the track!"

Ke Wenyao picked it up in a daze, but before he could speak, He Jingle came up and hugged him vigorously, with a bit of a rampage, which was the same from before to now: "Ke Er, have a good journey!"

"Take No.1!"

Young Master He took a step back, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

Ke Wenyao left with enough breakfast for three meals in his arms. He Jingle still seemed very busy. He squatted on the ground knocking eggs, with his T-shirt collar hanging down in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Xin Sui, Wait a minute! I'll peel the eggs for you 7!"

"No, I've already eaten." Xin Sui couldn't laugh or cry, and twisted a strand of his wet hair, "Is it hot?...It's sweat."

"not hot!"

He Jingle shook his head, wiped off the sweat that was about to flow into his eyelids with the back of his hand, and tried to get the hair sticking to his forehead aside, but with this movement, the clothes fell off again, and he tried several times to no avail; Still holding a half-peeled egg, he could only call his boyfriend: "Xin Sui, my forehead seems to be itchy, please touch it for me."

Xin Sui heard the sound, bent down, and carefully helped him pick the two hairs aside, "This way—"

Just as she was talking, her voice suddenly stopped: because He Jingle quickly raised her head while he was not paying attention, and kissed him on the lips.

This is not over yet, I still have to talk to a little nympho: "Xin Sui, haven't I said today, you are so handsome, I like you so much."

Young Master He's ability to focus on key points seems to have human-to-human transmission, because Xin Sui, who was kissed, didn't react much, and even inexplicably resented, and glanced at him slowly: "Oh——so it's just because he's handsome."

"...What are you doing!"

He Jingle was amused by him, and after a while, he felt his forehead was still itchy, so he rubbed his knuckles; Xin Sui's superficial touch did not make him feel better, so he touched it for a while, and gradually, his arm Over the eyes, no longer move.

"Xin Sui, do you think what I did just now was good?" He suddenly asked.

Let Ke Wenyao not come and leave empty-handed, and let the other party at least get the care and encouragement from friends before boarding the train to a foreign land. This is what He Jingle can think of, and he can give the other party the best this morning. something.

Xin Sui quickly realized what he was talking about: "Of course, you have been doing very well."

"I didn't know that Ke Er would come here so early..."

He Jingle seemed to believe it, his arms drooped slowly, holding a half-peeled egg, he muttered: "Why, why is it like this... It's as if I ran away without looking at me for a day .”

Although he has tried very hard not to let himself fall into some kind of strange thinking circle, at this time, He Jingle will still feel that he is the biggest burden in the world, just like now, he will think, how did such a thing happen? How many times?

I took a long car and came here without asking for anything in return, just to check whether he is doing well... Could it be that he was a Tathagata Buddha in his previous life, so in this life, can so many living Bodhisattvas gather around him as if doing charity? ?

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. He squatted impatiently and scratched his hair, but suddenly his hand lightened: Xin Sui took the unfinished egg, peeled it gently and deftly, and then handed it back to the egg. He is at hand.

Xin Sui did not answer this question.

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Make up and make up, there will be more in a while, I'm really sorry, kowtow three times