After being targeted by scheming green tea

The taxi stopped at the north gate of No. [-] Middle School. After paying, Jing Yuwen got out of the car first, and waited at the door for Xiang Siye to come down.

The uncle doorman saw the two of them when he was sitting in the reception room. The uncle shook his head, pressed the remote control of the electric door, and said to himself, "It's these two kids again."

Seeing that the door was opened, Jing Yuwen smiled at the uncle in the reception room: "Thank you, uncle."

The uncle smiled and waved to him.

He remembered that there was another drunk man next to him, and when he looked back, the drunk man was standing straighter than him. What happened before was vivid in his memory, but he was still a little embarrassed, and raised his left hand to cover his neck: "Well, let's go."

"Ah."

When going upstairs, Jing Yuwen walked in front. In order to look after Xiang Siye, he held onto the handrail of the stairs and went up the stairs backwards, and asked worriedly: "Xianggou, you, are you really drinking too much?"

Xiang Siye only raised his eyes and glanced at him, without any expression on his face, just like the people who drank too much in TV dramas.

Back in the dormitory, Jing Yuwen felt depressed. He and Xiang Siye were doing their own things, taking a shower, brushing their teeth, and lying on the bed, but they were silent to each other during the process. It was also difficult to speak to Xiang Siye, so he could only spend it in silence.

That night, Jing Yuwen tossed and turned, he seemed to have thousands of things in his mind, but he couldn't make sense of these thousands of things.

He was facing Xiang Siye, and the light from the night light allowed him to see the steady ups and downs of the boy's body on the opposite bed. It seemed that Xiang Siye was asleep.

Jing Yuwen turned over, closed his eyes, and tried not to think about those messy things, but the more this happened, the more excited his mind became, and he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Yuwen heard movement on Xiang Siye's bed, he turned over and watched quietly, lifted the quilt to Siye, got up and walked slowly to the desk, turned on a small desk lamp, and gently Opened a copy of the test questions and started to write.

Jing Yuwen put on the quilt, took out his cell phone from under the pillow, and clicked on it. It was only 04:30. He sighed inexplicably, Xiang Siye worked so hard, and he must return to class one after the monthly exam. Maybe when the time comes, they The two are strangers. Thinking of this, he silently raised his hand and touched his neck.

At some point, Jing Yuwen fell into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up, it was already dawn and the bed opposite was empty. He took out his phone to check, 09:30.

A note was placed on the desk. Jing Yuwen rubbed his face with one hand, lazily got out of bed and walked to the desk, and picked up the note with the other hand. On it was Xiang Siye's handwriting - wake up from sleep Have breakfast in class, don't worry, ask for leave.

Jing Yuwen's heart suddenly felt warm.

While washing, Jing Yuwen saw the imprint on his neck, and felt a little worried. After washing and changing his school uniform, he saw the small medicine box on Xiang Siye's desk, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a Band-Aid in it when he looked at it before. He opened the medicine box and looked through it, and sure enough, it was there. It took three Band-Aids to cover this large mark.

He took three band-aids, ran into the bathroom, carefully pasted each band-aid on the mark in front of the mirror, and finally took his schoolbag and walked to the class.

At this time, the morning exercises were just over. When he went upstairs, he ran into Zhou Hong. Zhou Hong patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Mr. Jing, why did you go? What's wrong with your neck?"

Jing Yuwen raised his hand to touch his neck in a panic, only to realize that he had been covered with a band-aid. He smiled awkwardly: "I overslept, my neck, my neck was bitten by a mosquito, it's a bit serious."

Zhou Hong said: "Seriously? Then you go to my dormitory at noon to get medicine and apply it. The band-aid should not work."

"No, no need," Jing Yuwen asked as if his mouth was not in control, "Where is Xiang Siye?"

Zhou Hong took a look around while going upstairs: "I saw him when we were disbanded, talking to a little girl, why is he gone now?"

Jing Yuwen was stunned for half a second: "Little girl?"

Zhou Hong smiled stupidly: "Isn't this normal? Xiangshen was quite attractive before, even more prosperous than you."

Jing Yuwen was suddenly a little unhappy, he curled his lips: "Oh."

After Jing Yuwen returned to the class and sat for a while, Xiang Siye came back with a disposable lunch box in his hand, and put it on Jing Yuwen's desk as soon as he sat down.

Jing Yuwen asked, "Did you go out to buy?"

Xiang Siye opened a set of test questions: "Let my brother take it."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen opened the lunch box, and there were two steamed bun-sized rice balls inside, which were still hot. He picked one up and took a bite, and it tasted pretty good.

He swallowed the rice ball and asked casually: "I heard from Zhou Hong that you talked to a little girl."

"Ah."

Jing Yuwen probed: "Who is it?"

Xiang Siye suddenly stopped writing: "It was said that I was in the same class as me, but I didn't remember it, so I came back."

Jing Yuwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending that he didn't care: "Oh."

Xiang Siye turned his head: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Huh?" Jing Yuwen suddenly turned his head to look at Xiang Siye, and swallowed a mouthful of rice ball before chewing: "Just..."

As soon as he turned his head, Xiang Siye saw the band-aid on his neck, and Xiang Siye reached out to touch it: "What's wrong?"

Jing Yuwen patted his hand away and covered his neck: "You don't know?"

Xiang Siye paused, then said, "You know what? What's wrong with your neck? Injured? Let me see."

As he spoke, Xiang Siye eagerly wanted to see Jing Yuwen's neck. Jing Yuwen covered his neck with his left hand, and pressed the back of his right hand holding the rice ball to Xiang Siye's forehead. While pushing Xiang Siye back, he himself Lean against the wall.

"It's okay, that's right, it's really okay!"

Xiang Siye asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?"

Jing Yuwen shook his head vigorously: "No, it doesn't hurt, don't worry about it."

Xiang Siye frowned slightly, and sighed softly: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pen and started to write questions. Jing Yuwen looked at him suspiciously while eating rice balls. Could it be that this guy really doesn't remember anything about last night?Jing Zhuo used to go out to socialize, and he would do a lot of strange things after drinking too much, but he couldn't remember anything when he woke up the next morning. From this point of view, like Xiang Siye and Jing Zhuo, Jing Yuwen suddenly felt relieved, Now, as long as he doesn't think about it anymore, he can continue to get along with Xiang Siye!

This morning, Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye said very little, and the three sentences were inseparable from study. Even if it was so embarrassing, Jing Yuwen still bit the bullet in order not to make himself look so uncomfortable. Had lunch with Xiang Siye and went back to the dormitory together.

On the way, Xiang Siye didn't say anything, Jing Yuwen remembered that Xiang Siye seemed to be like this before, but for some reason today, Jing Yuwen always felt that this was very embarrassing, so he decided to find something to do to break the embarrassment , After thinking for a while, he said: "Xianggou, do you know and understand the core values ​​of socialism?"

Xiang Siye was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

After saying this, Jing Yuwen himself felt that the air around him froze, and now it was even more embarrassing. A science student came to ask a liberal arts student a question, and Xiang Siye would definitely think he was crazy.

"Well," Jing Yuwen tried to say something to save the situation: "I didn't wake up..."

Before he finished his explanation, Xiang Siye interrupted solemnly: "Of course, the core values ​​of socialism are the common ideals of our country. The practice lies not only in the leaders, but also in all our citizens. This is our responsibility and responsibility." obligation."

Jing Yuwen was dazed when he heard that, he swallowed, and clapped his hands in embarrassment: "Okay, okay, Xianggou, awesome!"

Xiang Siye suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, this smile reminded Jing Yuwen of the scene last night, he lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Siye again.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the dormitory building. When he was about to reach the dormitory downstairs, he saw a girl standing at the door looking around. The girl saw him, smiled and waved happily: "Jing Yuwen!"

Jing Yuwen had an impression of this girl, but couldn't remember her name or class. Xiang Siye, who had been following behind him, suddenly stepped up to him, walked up the steps in front of the dormitory with him, and stopped in front of the girl .

Jing Yuwen asked politely, "Do you have anything to do?"

Xiang Siye stood on his left side and put his hand on his shoulder. He was focused on talking to the girl and didn't pay attention to Xiang Siye's movements.

The girl smiled shyly, she pursed her lips, and lowered her head shyly: "That's right, I, I want to go back to the dormitory with you at night."

"Ah?" Jing Yuwen was stunned, he asked in confusion, "Why? Is there no one to accompany you?"

Xiang Siye coughed dryly twice: "Go and go with our class Zhou Hong, he is often alone."

The girl hurriedly said: "No, no, I just want to go with Jing Yuwen."

Jing Yuwen didn't know what to say for a while, it's not impossible to go together, but he doesn't know this girl, so walking together will only be awkward.

The girl asked again: "Then, Jing Yuwen, would you like to?"

At this time, Xiang Siye's eyes suddenly turned to the Band-Aid on Jing Yuwen's neck, and when Jing Yuwen was about to say "Sorry", he asked, "Brother, what is this?"

Following Xiang Siye's voice, the girl's attention shifted to Jing Yuwen's neck, and Jing Yuwen's mind suddenly became confused. Didn't Xiang Siye ask this question in the morning?What do you want to do now?

Before he could explain, Xiang Siye reached out and took off the three band-aids that were tightly pasted. Looking at the big red mark, he was a little surprised: "Oh, it turns out that my brother has already been stamped."

Jing Yuwen: ...

For a moment, it was as if countless powerful bombs had exploded in his brain, which made his head hot and overwhelmed, and his language system completely failed.

Xiang Siye said indifferently to the girl: "Student, I think you don't want to destroy other people's feelings?"

The girl's face suddenly turned into a ball of embarrassment, and she apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't know about it, you pretend I haven't been here, I'm really sorry."

After speaking, he ran away like the wind.

Watching the girl fleeing all the way, Xiang Siye curled up his mouth, then casually threw the band-aid into the trash can at the door, and said to Jing Yuwen, "Go back and get a new one."