Can it be made public?

Ying Yunsheng once again spurned himself in his heart.

like a pervert.

The movement of his hands didn't stop, he wiped away the bruises on the opponent's knee with the ointment little by little, except for the first touch that didn't even touch his skin, it was light enough to ask, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Ji Li looked at the small box with the red cross printed on it on the table, "You specially prepared a medicine box in the dormitory?"

Ying Yunsheng wiped the medicine seriously, without looking up, he just said "hmm": "The medicine is too expensive to buy in the hospital. It's cheaper to go directly to the pharmacy for what you want to use."

The fingertips moved a little bit to the knee bend, and the touch felt like itching, slightly numb.

Ji Li grabbed his hand: "It's okay, there is no bruise on the side at all."

Ying Yunsheng's hand was grabbed by him, and he struggled lightly.

Ji Li let go immediately.

Ying Yunsheng capped the medicine bottle: "Your hands are so cold."

Ji Li's body was cold. Even after taking a shower, his hands and feet were still icy cold, and the cooling down was even more obvious when it rained tonight.

Occasionally, the two would go out on the road for a few steps and turn around to find that the other party hadn't followed. Limited to just the sleeves of the other party, the real touch has always been clicked, even if counted, it will never exceed the level of friends.

Now that it was loosened, Ji Li could still feel the residual heat from his hands, and the clasping of his palms for a few seconds seemed to be burned off by sparks.

Works better than hand warmers.

Ji Li cleaned up the strange comparisons in his mind: "Go wash your hands and go to bed early."

Ying Yunsheng put the medicine bottle back in the box and put it away, turned on the tap, and when he was about to reach out his hand, he hesitated for a moment, but he still kissed the palm first.

Rounding off even if you have kissed Ji Li's hand.

His heart was beating fast, and just as he was about to leave, a voice came from behind him: "Ying Yunsheng, you..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Ying Yun turned his head abruptly.

Ji Li stood behind him, holding his medicine box in his hands, looking at him a little dazedly, his eyes shifted from his face to his hands.

The air suddenly fell into silence.

Ying Yunsheng didn't know how much he saw just now, his eyes were panicked and at a loss, as if he had made a huge mistake: "I..."

He stopped after saying only one word, not knowing how to explain his perverted behavior.

In the end, Ji Li first asked: "You just now," he used a little more cryptic words, "did you want to steal a kiss?"

Ying Yunsheng's palms were sweating, his head was lowered, and his tone sounded like a broken pot: "Yes."

"Why restraint?"

"Uh-huh?"

There seems to be something wrong with this development.

Ji Li put down the medicine box in his hand.

He has always strictly controlled the social distance between people. Although he does not think that holding hands is a hooligan like Ying Yunsheng, he has always insisted on advancing, attacking, retreating, and defending. One step, one shot, two scattered.

He always wanted to wait, wait, wait, wait for time to prove that the two of them are worth going on, and wait for the other party to think clearly and not regret it.

But it wasn't until now that he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the other party's feelings.

The other party has long recognized that it is he who has been looking forward and backward.

Especially when he saw the wronged and cautious expression of the other party, he realized after thinking about it that he was the one who never gave others an answer, and it was also he who always teased others from time to time, but he still only stayed in words, but did not take any actual actions. Look at it this way Later, he obviously embarked on the path of a scumbag fishing.

Ying Yunsheng didn't wait for him to speak for a while, feeling flustered and uneasy: "Ji Li."

Ji Li said "hmm": "Compared to indirect, do you want to try direct?"

Ying Yunsheng didn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment: "What direct?"

Ji Li stopped in front of him, and gently placed a kiss on the corner of his lips: "It's so direct."

Ying Yunsheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Ji Li turned around and picked up the medicine box, led him out, and put the box with him in the dormitory room next door: "Go to bed early, and go out for breakfast tomorrow."

The door was closed when he left.

Ying Yunsheng stayed in place for a full ten seconds, the reflex arc in his mind finally ran the whole distance, and his face began to feel a little bit hot.

After Ji Li's leg injury was healed, the semester was coming to an end.

At that time, the school had already sent away a group of high school seniors, and these quasi-senior students became the focus of the school leaders' attention. This situation became more serious after the summer vacation began.

Their summer vacation has shrunk even more than last year's winter vacation, and they have to study according to the new schedule every day.There are no physical education classes, inter-class exercises, and eye exercises during the holidays. There is not even a half-morning weekend. Seven days a week, they rotate the six subjects for six days.

The students are like plush toys stuffed with cotton, and their appearance has been stretched beyond recognition.Under high pressure, no matter how serious you are in studying on weekdays, you will inevitably feel tired, and the freedom to breathe is very precious.

This is specifically manifested in the fact that when the bell rings after school every day, the people whose seats are close to the door of the classroom have disappeared; after three rings, there are basically not many people left in the entire teaching building.

On the contrary, there is a street food stall outside the campus, which will usher in the peak of the day's traffic.

Ying Yunsheng would still come to Jili's classroom on the first floor as usual, but the frequency changed from once a week to once a day, or to do a few pages of problems, or simply chat, killing the time until the people outside the school were almost dispersed , the two will go out to have dinner together, and then go back to the dormitory together.

Ji Li tidied up the desk on the day Prophet Mao announced the end of summer tuition, and threw away the useless supplementary materials, leaving only the textbooks and unfinished exercises in the storage box at the corner of the desk.

Just as he bent down and dragged the box out of the classroom, a pair of white canvas shoes stopped in front of him.

Ying Yunsheng asked, "Go to the new classroom?"

"Ah."

"I'll carry this, you go get the bag."

Jian Mingyuan happened to come out with a stack of books that were higher than his chin, poked his head from behind the books, and didn't even notice that the box that Ying Yunsheng just took over was exactly the same as the one used by his deskmate. No high school student these days doesn't need a box, come on There are only a few styles back and forth, and Ying Yunsheng happened to pass by when he was also moving the classroom: "Boss Ying."

Ying Yunsheng nodded at him, his attitude was not warm, and he took the box and left.

When Ji Li caught up with his bag, the other party was gone, and there was a storage box full of books outside the new classroom of Liberal Arts Class [-].

Jian Mingyuan let go and "bang" the things on the desk, leaned his chin on the textbook and sighed: "I have to eat sweet and sour pork ribs for at least a month during summer vacation to make up for it."

Earlier, Ye Ruhui mercilessly poured cold water on him: "Summer vacation is only for one week."

Jian Mingyuan: "..."

Ji Li didn't return to the imperial capital for a week, and was dragged by Lin Chengshuang to the newly opened video game city for the first two days.Lin Chengshuang took back a basket of game coins from the machine and yelled to compete who would get more coupons. After seeing the gift coupons in Ji Li's hand that could go around the video game city, Lin Chengshuang went to the secret room to escape in grief and indignation.

Although Lin Chengshuang only has the guts to get under the covers watching horror movies, he loves this kind of horror games very much. He dare not go in by himself, and he has to call his acquaintances to be at ease. .

Ji Li didn't go in, he only guarded things outside from the beginning to the end, and finished two papers in the waiting area. The people who escaped from the secret room looked at him with admiration in their eyes.

After a week of summer vacation, before school started, the school called everyone back in advance mainly for tutoring and "early reassurance".

However, it is worth mentioning that the new high school freshmen have also arrived at this moment, and they are being led by the instructors of each class to stand in a military posture under the scorching sun.

One of the great joys of Jian Mingyuan during these days is to buy a popsicle every day between classes, walk around the military training team with it in his mouth, and catch the envious and resentful eyes of the freshmen standing under the sun.

However, Ye Ruhui commented on this behavior as "you want what you lack".

Jian Mingyuan pondered for a whole class before he realized that what he said was actually mocking himself for never being envied by others, only for being envious of others. He was so angry that he pinned him down on the seat and beat him up. I didn't go to the freshmen in high school to show my sense of presence, and I was immersed in the sea of ​​questions after class every day.

However, I don’t know if it’s because he turned resentment into motivation, or it’s just like what Ji Li said back then, “Your knowledge framework is very comprehensive, and you will get twice the result with half the effort when you review it in the future.” At the end of the semester, he was able to get a glimpse of the upper reaches of the class for the first time by relying on Ji Li's betting questions, but now that he has entered the third year of high school, his ranking has been steadily rising until the end of the semester and even successfully entered the top ten of the class, and the final ceremony also raised the flag Received a certificate of progress as a pacesetter.

In fact, their school does not set up a special competition class, and they are studying liberal arts. Although Prophet Mao was very active in supervising them to participate in Chinese or English competitions in the past, he has really come to the door when it comes to whether they will be recommended for admission or the college entrance examination in the future. His attitude has always been very Buddhist, and he is not worried at all by the teachers in other classes.

In his words, "If you have one more person to take the college entrance examination, I will brag with others that there will be one more [-]-point student."

Later, Ji Li asked Ying Yunsheng about it.

At that time, Ying Yunsheng had already won national competition medals in both mathematics and physics competitions, and the national training team also threw olive branches at him.

"I should still take the college entrance examination."

Ji Li asked, "Why?"

Ying Yunsheng said: "Because there is no major I want among the majors that can be selected for recommendation."

Ji Li asked him about his major before, but he never got an answer: "What major do you like?"

Ying Yunsheng looked at him: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Ji Li: "You are so perfunctory."

"I really didn't think about it." Ying Yunsheng said, "I really don't seem to have any favorite subjects."

For so many years, he studied hard just for the sake of studying, for the college entrance examination, and for the only chance that can change his destiny.But he seldom thinks about what the future will look like, for fear that if he assumes it, it will reveal his true face that he never had anything.

"What about work? What do you want to do in the future that you think you can stick to?"

"like you."

"Uh..." Ji Li was caught off guard, turned his head to look, only to find that the tip of the other's ear was red.

It was the winter vacation of their third year of high school, the cram school had just ended, and Chongliu had the first snow in the past three years.

The two didn't open umbrellas, and the white snow particles covered their hair little by little, piled up on their shoulders.

Ying Yunsheng walked a long way, and when the heat on his face faded, he turned his head to realize that Ji Li hadn't followed, and turned around to pull him up again: "The car is coming."

Ji Li was led forward by him.

Street lights were lit on both sides of the street, goose feathers fluttered one after another, and the two walked forward side by side with a series of footprints printed on the snow.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!