After being targeted by scheming green tea

Jing Yuwen looked at the small pills in the box, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, he raised his head, and Xiang Siye came back.

Jing Yuwen showed the box to Xiang Siye: "How is this medicine?"

Xiang Siye's throat fluctuated up and down, he was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "I was discovered by my brother."

He took the box from Jing Yuwen's hand, buttoned it and put it in the belly of the table, and said, "Go back to the dormitory and explain to you."

Since he told Siye to return to the dormitory before explaining, Jing Yuwen has no reason to ask now: "Oh."

Although he didn't ask any more questions, Jing Yuwen still had some doubts in his heart. What kind of medicine is it that is packed in a chewing gum box as a disguise?

He looked at Xiang Siye from time to time, thinking about what kind of medicine was in the box, how could normal medicine need such a disguise?

A light flashed in Jing Yuwen's mind. Could it be that Xiang Siye had some terminal illness and didn't want everyone to know, so he secretly took medicine?

Jing Yuwen watched Xiang Siye earnestly write the question, and thought of what others had said about him before. This idea became stronger and stronger, and even formed an inspirational story.

A terminally ill male high school student is constantly striving for his ideals. Because his life is not long, he never takes the initiative to make friends. Instead, he pretends to be a dog so that people around him don't want to be friends with him. , Therefore, everyone's evaluation of him is only aloof.At the same time, he is strong-willed and a dignified person, all of which can be seen from the fact that he hides the medicine for his own illness in a chewing gum box. He does this entirely because he does not want his classmates to worry about him and treat him as a A person in need of care...

The more Jing Yuwen thought about it, the more vigorous he became, the more sad he became, and he lost his mind.

A big hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and waved back and forth: "Brother, get out of class is over."

Jing Yuwen came back to his senses, he looked at Xiang Siye, and suddenly felt that he was too mean to Xianggou before, he pursed his mouth, and there seemed to be some bright tears in his eyes: "Xianggou, I'm sorry .”

Xiang Siye was confused: "Huh? You mean to steal my chewing gum?"

Jing Yuwen was still immersed in the grief of Xiang Siye's terminal illness, unable to extricate himself, Xiang Siye raised his hand and rubbed Jing Yuwen's hair, coaxing: "Good brother, it's okay, if you want to eat, I'll give it to you purchase."

Zhou Hong turned around and wanted to ask the two of them if they wanted to go back together. Seeing this scene, he immediately raised his hand to cover his eyes: "I, I, Xiandan and Song also left first."

Xiang Siye's attention was all on Jing Yuwen's face: "Yes."

He squeezed Jing Yuwen's face: "Good brother, isn't it just a chewing gum? It's really fine, why are you still crying?"

The people in the class almost walked back and forth, only these two boys were left,

Jing Yuwen's tears didn't fall, they just rolled in his eyes, and he gently removed the small tug on Xiang Siye's head: "It's all my fault, I still bully you when you are dying, in the future my You can rub your head if you want, pinch your face if you want, kick your butt if you want, and I will never hit you again."

While talking, he also helped Xiang Siye to cut his hair.

Xiang Siye couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm dying?"

Jing Yuwen lowered his head, unwilling to speak, and said to Siye: "My dear brother, I have remembered all these words, and I cannot go back on my word."

Jing Yuwen raised his head, patted Xiang Siye's shoulder with one hand, and said, "Don't regret it, your days are numbered, do whatever you want, don't be depressed."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth and frowned slightly: "Who told you that I was dying?"

Jing Yuwen said: "Isn't your medicine a cure for terminal illness?"

"Ah!" Xiang Siye tilted his head back for a moment, and the bulge on the boy's white neck rolled up and down particularly obviously, then he turned his head back to look at Jing Yuwen, and raised his hand to rub Jing Yuwen's hair: "No Ah, brother, is there a story machine in his head?"

Hearing this, Jing Yuwen's painful heart was quietly relieved: "Really?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Really, go back to the dormitory first and then tell you."

Jing Yuwen couldn't wait to get up, and pulled Xiang Siye's wrist: "Okay, let's go!"

Xiang Siye looked down at Jing Yuwen's hand, picked up his schoolbag, and followed him outside.

The two boys ran all the way, and when they arrived at the dormitory, Jing Yuwen stood at the door, leaning over, with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily: "Tell me, what medicine is it?"

In the darkness, the boy sighed slightly, closed his eyes for a few seconds, raised his hand and turned on the light: "Take a rest, I'm sweating."

After speaking, he walked to the desk, put down his schoolbag, and picked up a bottle of mineral water.

Jing Yuwen followed behind him: "Say it."

Xiang Siye unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Jing Yuwen: "Drink water."

Jing Yuwen took the water and took a big sip: "Hurry up."

"Stomach……"

Jing Yuwen was in a hurry: "Don't ask why, there is no reason, I just want to know."

"Ah?" Xiang Siye poked out the tip of his tongue slightly, licked his lips, then raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, and looked away: "Actually, this is actually a medicine for depression."

"Depression?" Jing Yuwen wondered, "Do you have depression?"

Although Jing Yuwen doesn't know much about depression patients, he has heard people say that this disease is very tormenting.

Xiang Siye took half a step back, leaned against the edge of the desk, with Gu Ming's four fingers resting on the edge of the desk, bowed his head, and swallowed: "Ah, yes."

Jing Yuwen's heart was in a mess for a while, he was a little happy, happy that Xiang Siye was not terminally ill, but also a little sad that a young boy in his youth should suffer such mental pain.

He said in a deep voice, "Xianggou, I'm sorry."

Xiang Siye raised his eyes to look at him, his phoenix eyes were filled with disbelief: "No, it's fine, as long as I'm not stimulated or stressed, I'm still normal."

Jing Yuwen secretly made a decision in his heart. This decision was a bit difficult for him, but in order not to irritate Xiang Siye, he still said firmly: "Xianggou, you have to be happy in the future, what's wrong with you?" Things tell me, big deal, big deal I will try to make you happy, and..."

Xiang Siye asked, "What else?"

Jing Yuwen gritted his teeth, and said, "Also, you can pinch my face, rub my hair, kick my butt, but, but don't go too far..."

"what!"

Xiang Siye supported the edge of the desk with both hands, and leaned his neck back. Jing Yuwen couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing from this angle.

Jing Yuwen hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you, Xianggou?"

Xiang Siye looked at him: "Brother, you stimulated me."

Jing Yuwen was a little dazed, obviously he just told Xianggou that he would tolerate him in the future, so why did he irritate him?

Xiang Siye approached Jing Yuwen, lowered his eyes, and lowered his voice: "If I understand correctly, brother means that I can do whatever I want?"

Jing Yuwen's eyes became a little firmer: "Of course!"

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Then, can you give me a hug?"

Jing Yuwen heard a saying before that when a person is sad, being hugged will feel very healing. He opened his arms and said, "Yes!"

Uncertainty was written on Xiang Siye's face: "Really...really?"

"real!"

In order to let Xiang Siye feel his sincerity, Jing Yuwen threw himself on Xiang Siye and leaned Xiang Siye against the edge of the desk.

Xiang Siye raised his hand slowly, trembling a little, and after a few seconds, his hands slowly wrapped around Jing Yuwen's back.

Xiang Siye's chaotic heartbeat surged in Jing Yuwen's chest.

Jing Yuwen asked in a low voice, "Is this enough?"

Xiang Siye's arms tightened a bit, and he said in a deep voice, "Not enough."

Following Xiang Siye's movements, Jing Yuwen felt his heartbeat more obviously, and a warm oppressive feeling made Jing Yuwen's ears turn red, and his voice became softer: "Then let you hug me for a while."

This hug lasted for a few minutes, Xiang Siye finally pushed Jing Yuwen away gently, and then quickly ran into the toilet.

Jing Yuwen looked at Xiang Siye's flustered back, and found that the chaotic heartbeat was still there. He raised his hand to touch the position of his own heart, and was a little dazed as to whose heartbeat just now belonged to.

Jing Yuwen's sleeping posture has always been elegant, and it can be described as a mess. Early in the morning, one hand pinched his face, making his mouth pout.

"Brother, wake up."

Jing Yuwen pushed his hands away, turned over, and buried his face in the pillow: "I'm so sleepy, I can't afford it."

Xiang Siye chuckled, opened the dormitory door and went out.

Soon, Jing Yuwen smelled the aroma of meat buns, he lazily sat up and rubbed his eyes, Xiang Siye was sitting at the desk reading a book, on the desk was a bag of buns and a cup of soy milk.

Jing Yuwen yawned: "Why did you buy your breakfast back?"

"I've eaten it. I bought it for you in case you won't be able to get up." Xiang Siye flipped a page of the book indifferently: "Thank you brother for letting me hug you for a while yesterday."

Jing Yuwen walked to the bathroom, and complained jokingly: "It wasn't for a while, it happened for a while, and I haven't hugged anyone so actively for so long."

Xiang Siye raised the corners of his lips: "That's good."

After breakfast, Jing Yuwen walked to the class with Xiang Siye, and when he reached the corner from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, he looked around, and after making sure no one was there, he quietly grabbed the bag on his buttocks, and he Suddenly found that I was not bitten by mosquitoes last night.

"Xianggou, is the mosquito really your second uncle? There seemed to be no mosquitoes last night."

Xiang Siye smiled: "I don't have such relatives."

The two went up to the fifth floor and saw a girl from another class standing at the door behind Class [-], holding pancakes and a cup of soy milk in her hand, looking into the class.

Jing Yuwen walked over and asked, "Student, who are you looking for? I'll call it out for you."

When the girl saw Jing Yuwen, she blushed and lowered her head, and handed over the things in her hand: "I, I'm looking for you. I heard that you live in school. Here's the breakfast I brought you."

Just as Jing Yuwen wanted to thank the girl but declined politely, Xiang Siye reached out and took the girl's things, and opened the bag to smell it: "Well, no wonder my brother asked me to have breakfast yesterday, so I knew someone would come to give it to me, classmate, Thank you, but I don't really like eating this, next time I will give you buns."

Jing Yuwen:?

The girl's brows gradually frowned, needless to say Jing Yuwen, she knew that the girl must be thinking now "Jing Yuwen is such a person, I fed the dog with all my heart".

Jing Yuwen explained: "That's not the case..."

The girl didn't even finish listening, and ran downstairs angrily.

Seeing that morning self-study was about to start, Jing Yuwen didn't have time to chase after him to apologize, so he could only look at Xiang Siye with a complaining face: "Didn't you say that you are full? When did I say I would treat you to breakfast?" ?”

Xiang Siye didn't speak, just looked at Jing Yuwen with a smile, Jing Yuwen suddenly felt that he was too fierce, and what he was facing now was still a person suffering from depression.

He sighed: "Forget it, I'm sorry, I shouldn't kill you."

After speaking, he walked into the class, and Xiang Siye stood behind him, showing a triumphant smile.

Almost all the seats in the class were filled, only Fan Jia's seat was still vacant. Jing Yuwen sat back in his seat and patted Zhou Hong.

"Da Zhou, why didn't Fan Jia come..."

Xiang Siye just walked in, and Jing Yuwen was afraid of irritating him again, so the voice behind him gradually disappeared.

Zhou Hong touched his stomach: "I don't know, she's been acting weird these days."

"Oh."

Xiang Siye came over and handed the breakfast to Zhou Hong: "You didn't eat breakfast, Zhou Hong."

Zhou Hong took the breakfast: "How do you know, Xiangshen, you even brought me breakfast specially!"

Jing Yuwen whispered: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Siye acted nonchalantly: "Someone brought it to Jing Yuwen, and when he is full, he will give it to you."

Zhou Hong took a big bite of the pancake fruit and smiled innocently; "Thank you, Master Jing, if you still have this matter in the future, come to me again!"

Jing Yuwen: ...

He wanted to lift his foot to kick Xiang Siye, but he thought that this man was sick, so he turned his half-lifted foot towards Zhou Hong's buttocks.

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Boom~ I'm late.