Affectionate characters can't collapse [Quick wear]

Shen Tingxuan sent him a string of ellipses.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Ji Xingyun also gave up on withdrawing and started typing.

"Good evening, are you busy?"

After waiting for a few minutes, the other side answered him with a question mark.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Xingyun just had nothing to do to fuck himself, and he had nothing to do to find Shen Tingxuan.

With such a serious question from the other party, Ji Xingyun had nothing to say.

He typed casually: "It's just too boring, I want to chat with someone."

Then I sent an emoji of a cat watching secretly, paused, and then typed: "The phone is very useful, thank you~"

In fact, the new mobile phone is still in the schoolbag and has not been opened.

"As long as you like it."

Ji Xingyun's barren brain pondered for a long time and still didn't know how to continue the chat.

I can only send a good night emoji and close the WeChat interface.

Already good.

Ji Xingyun comforted himself, at least Shen Tingxuan must now realize that he is interested in him.

Classmates with ordinary relationships don't start to utter earthy love stories as soon as they come up.

Today's dog licking is as usual ~ Get!

Ji Xingyun put down his phone in satisfaction.

The next morning.

There was silence in the Ji family mansion.

The master doesn't like the servants to stay in the house too much, for fear of disturbing the young master who is still in high school.

Even the aunt who cooks the breakfast is cooked in another building, and then the servants who walk lightly bring it over.

In the garden, the gardener is trimming the flourishing flowers that bloom this season.

Gardener is a 27-year-old Beta.

He graduated from the most outstanding horticulture major and has a promising future, but he chose to be an unknown gardener in Ji Zhai.

There is no particular reason, the main reason is that the boss offered too much, and he couldn't refuse.

Hiring workers have longed for a job with high salary and low labor all their lives.

He cut off some of the freshest flowers in the flower bed, and planned to put them in a vase and put them in the living room as a decoration.

I saw the young master rushing out of the house in a hurry, with a piece of bread in his mouth.

He finished eating in two whole mouthfuls, his lips slightly opened and closed, as if he was still muttering something.

The young man is slender, wearing a loose and neat school uniform, revealing a slender and fair neck line faintly, his soft hair undulating slightly with the pace of running, and a pair of eyebrows and eyes seem to dance all the scenery in the morning.

After a glimpse, the gardener froze in place, and the scissors in his hand couldn't help but tilted a bit, cutting the tender petals, and the red juice flowing out was like the bright red lips of a young man.

Such a beautiful Omega is really rare, no wonder the whole family protects it like eyeballs, and even the work and rest have to be accommodated to the young master, for fear of being wronged.

Such an Omega deserves to be pampered in the palm of someone's hand.

only……

The gardener shook his head, a little absent-minded.

Did the young master look like this before?

There seems to be no difference in facial features.

The original face in the memory gradually blurred, replaced by such a picture-like face.

The slender figure of the young man slowly disappeared from sight.

The screeching sound of the car starting followed.

Ji Xingyun in the car was drinking water.

He swallowed the mouthful of bread just now so quickly that he almost choked and died on the spot.

Ji Xingyun was woken up by the system alarm this morning.

The buzzing sound that resounds through the soul spreads from the left ear to the right ear, and stirs back and forth in the brain, no matter how big the drowsiness is, it will disappear.

Even if Ji Xingyun was in a hurry, the self-study was already over when he came to the classroom.

The class representatives of each subject are grouping up to collect homework.

Many students are writing hard, trying their best to tap the potential of time management. They have to copy homework for each subject in just 10 minutes, and the handwriting may not even be recognized by themselves.

For a while, papers and homework were flying all over the classroom.

After Ji Xingyun returned the umbrella to Lin Ci, he sat on the seat and held his schoolbag thoughtfully.

I didn't notice that since he entered the classroom, there were always a few erratic eyes fixed on him, and it took a long time to look away in a daze.

Ji Xingyun put away the empty schoolbag, blinked his eyes, showing pure doubt.

Did you leave homework yesterday?

The blackboard was wiped so bright and clean that it could reflect light, and no information was left behind.

The math class representative was a girl with a ponytail, and she came in front of Ji Xingyun a few minutes later.

She paused for a moment, seeing Ji Xingyun's desk was empty, and passed him nonchalantly.

He didn't even ask, it seemed that Ji Xingyun was used to not handing in his homework.

Pei Qin was still catching up on sleep.

The morning light that passed through the gaps in the curtains flowed on the boy's clear-cut face. He was obviously very handsome and handsome, but somehow he seemed a bit unapproachable.

The class representative frowned slightly, stretched out and retracted his fingers, his eyes flashed in distress, as if he didn't dare to wake him up.

She couldn't help looking at Ji Xingyun with pleading eyes.

This glance made her involuntarily stunned for a moment.

Class representatives generally don't like students who always don't hand in their homework, especially this kind of honorable son who enjoys countless privileges due to his family background.

But the boy in front of her made her feel disgusted no matter what, and she even started to excuse him in her heart.

What's wrong with not handing in homework?

Look at his hands like creamy white jade, are you willing to let him hold a hard pen to do homework!

Are you willing to let such a squeamish Omega cry because of mathematical inequalities?

The class representative was reluctant and envious. He stroked his rough paws and wanted to ask him how he took care of the same Omega.

But she didn't know Ji Xingyun well, so she could only think about it in her heart.

Ji Xingyun received the girl's sudden and enthusiastic gaze, thinking that she wanted him to help wake Pei Qin up.

Ji Xingyun was also a little scared by Pei Qin's inexplicable mood changes yesterday, and he stretched out his fingers after mustering up his courage.

The keen boy seemed to notice their gaze, and suddenly opened his eyes.

It happened to meet Ji Xingyun's light-colored pupils glowing with light and... the plain white index finger only an inch away from him.

"Accept, accept the homework."

Seeing that there is not much time left between classes, and there are still two groups of homework that have not been collected, the class representatives can't help becoming impatient.

Even if she thought the sight of the two of them looking at each other was very eye-catching, she could only interrupt with an unpleasant voice, stumbling to remind Pei Qin.

Hearing this, Pei Qin looked away calmly. He didn't seem to be confused like ordinary people after waking up, and he was awake as soon as he opened his eyes.

He dug out the math test paper from his schoolbag and handed it to the class representative.

Ji Xingyun glanced curiously, it was densely written with formulas, and the roll surface was clean and tidy, without traces of alteration.

The person answering the question seems to be done in one go.

Will the bully do his homework well?

The relatives who have never completed their homework carefully and made the class representatives accustomed to it are very puzzled.

Ji Xingyun originally thought that it would be OK for the school bully to only fight and be handsome. It seems that this is his stereotype.

No wonder Pei Qin has to catch up on sleep every morning. Did he stay up late at home to do his homework?

Sure enough, this is the ordinary daily life of a high school student.

It's a problem that even the protagonist can't get rid of.

After the two math classes, there is a long break, and all the students in the school will gather on the playground to do exercises.

The Ji family donated several buildings to the school, and Ji Xingyun had the privilege not to run.

But his chest felt tight in the classroom, so he wanted to go out to get some air.

He stood at the end of the line, which was convenient for paddling when running, and he could get down even if he had no strength.

Ji Xingyun only ran half a lap with the big team, but his legs and feet were so weak that he couldn't move like noodles, and couldn't keep up with the team's rhythm.

The girl beside him who was much shorter than him looked at ease and breathed calmly. Seeing Ji Xingyun's pale face and struggling to maintain it, she cast a worried look at him.

Ji Xingyun gasped for breath, and could only leave the team silently.

This body's physical fitness was far worse than he had imagined, and he reached his limit after running about 400 meters.

He stayed away from the direction of the runway, not wanting to affect others.

After walking a few steps, my eyes became dark and my heart palpitations.

He knelt down on the lawn with a plop, his whole brain was drowsy and stars flickered, and the noisy and lively voices on the runway became distant, as if they came from another world.

Ji Xingyun is very familiar with this feeling.

It's hypoglycemia.

He was too involved in playing the role of a high school student, and rushed to school without even having a good breakfast.

In the morning, he still does strenuous exercise.

Hypoglycemia was late but arrived.

What Ji Xingyun didn't expect was that he couldn't escape the torture of his old friend here.

After an unknown period of time, Ji Xingyun felt someone help him up, carefully let him lean on his body, and even fed him a piece of candy.

He pressed the candy to the side of his face with his tongue, it was the strawberry flavor he liked very much.

The young man's slender and dense eyelashes trembled a few times, and he lifted his thin eyelids. His complexion was as pale as paper, but his red lips were bright red and full-bodied, exuding a somewhat sickly aura.

It looks so pitiful, but it can easily arouse some unknown thoughts.

The onlookers lost their minds one after another, looking at the boy half-supporting the boy with gloomy eyes, envy and jealousy intertwined in their eyes, and were very dissatisfied with this man's preemption.

Ji Xingyun didn't feel any of this.

He just regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he found a large circle of people around him.

Almost the whole class gathered around him, many eyes fixed on him.

Being watched eagerly by so many eyes, Ji Xingyun felt that it was hard to resist, and he was almost suffering from social phobia.

He felt a surge of steam, his cheeks turned pink in an instant, and even the tails of his slender eyes were outlined with a touching blush.

He wanted to stand up, but just as he moved his legs, he couldn't help hissing.

Ji Xingyun realized that he didn't adjust his posture when he fainted just now, and scratched his knee.

Everyone seemed to have just regained their senses, asking about the situation in a hurry.

"Are you okay?"

"Hypoglycemia? I have snacks, Ji Xingyun, do you want it?"

"Did you sprain your ankle? Can you still stand up? You have to go to the infirmary to see if you hurt your bones."

"Ji Xingyun, shall I carry you to the infirmary?"

Lin Ci, who had been silently supporting Ji Xingyun all this time, saw that the boy was struggling to get up, so he suddenly made a sound.

His eyes were lowered, and his eyes were full of worry and worry.

"No, thank you."

Ji Xingyun is really grateful to Lin Ci for his timely help. Whether it is the candy just now or the umbrella yesterday, it can show that the other party is a good person who is willing to help others.

But he thought that his injury was not serious, and he could go to the infirmary to bandage himself after a while, so he was sorry to trouble others.

Besides, the infirmary is still so far away.

Ji Xingyun barely stood up straight, raised his voice and said: "Everyone leave, I'm fine."

His gaze was unexpectedly attracted by a tall figure in the crowd. That person stood at the outermost edge with an unpredictable expression. His pair of sky-defying long legs were straight and slender, and he was holding his arms, as if he was watching some farce.

Ji Xingyun thought about it.

His eyes moved and he pursed his lips, his expression was completely different from that when facing Lin Ci.

The boy's voice was soft and coquettish, as if he could squeeze out honey: "Pei Qin, can you carry me to the infirmary?"