he is a transparent person

None of the three of them slept soundly that night, and all got up with panda eyes.

Jiang Yao dared to move out of the room to wash after Mother He came home after ten o'clock. He met Xie Zhijin in the living room. The other's face was as white as jade, and when he saw him, he followed him closely and refused to leave.

Mother He talked about eating shrimp noodles at noon, and asked if they had any taboos. Jiang Yao quickly said, "I'm not picky about food, thank you, auntie."

Xie Zhijin also thanked him and stood up to help clean up.

He has always been considerate of etiquette, Mother He smiled and said, "No need, let He Ming take you outside after lunch, the weather is nice today..."

He Ming just came out of the room after finishing the words, and when Jiang Yao saw the other party sticking to him like a sticky cake, he bit his lips and said, "You're awake."

It was too obvious that he wanted to be good-looking, so He Ming squeezed his palm quietly and hummed.

Feeling that the other party was the same as usual, Jiang Yao felt a little relieved.

The three of them stared at each other in the living room. In order to prevent Mother He from noticing their abnormality, Jiang Yao, who was the most guilty, took the initiative to provoke the topic, "Auntie said that you will take me out to play later."

Mother He was picking shrimp threads for the shrimp, and said, "Yeah, young people should go out and bask in the sun more often."

He Ming said yes, got up and took noodles from the refrigerator, and handed them to He's mother, but his eyes fell on the minced green onions on the cutting board.

Jiang Yao's heart was messed up by He Ming's sentence "You didn't even look at me" last night. Even though he was very worried about Xie Zhijin's illness, he resisted not paying attention to the people around him, but focused all his attention on him. Putting it on He Ming, following He Ming's gaze, he said in surprise, "Auntie, He Ming can't eat green onions."

He Mu asked in confusion, "Why?"

Jiang Yao said, "He is allergic to onions."

As soon as this remark came out, he felt that something was wrong. How could He's mother not know about things that he knew?

He looked at He Ming in distress, and the other party looked at him without changing his expression.

Mother He laughed, "He had allergies when he was a child, but it wasn't too serious. His immunity may have improved when he grows up. Now eating onions is no problem."

Jiang Yao parted his lips in surprise, unable to speak for a while.

At that time, He Ming had a red rash all over his body after eating a little onion, which was shocking. He always remembered that every time he went out to eat with the other party, he would be very careful to tell the shopkeeper not to put onions, but now He's mother said that He Ming would not allergy.

He Ming looked at him calmly and said, "Well, I won't be allergic anymore."

Jiang Yao pursed his lips tightly, after all, he didn't ask what he shouldn't have asked in front of He Mu, and his whole body wilted like a flower beaten by frost.

Why did He Ming lie to him?

The doubt in Jiang Yao's heart is greater than the annoyance of being deceived. In fact, he will not change any view of He Ming because of this. In his eyes, He Ming is good in everything, understanding, gentle and tolerant. Lied to him also has its own reasons.

After figuring this out, Jiang Yao regained his energy, and when He Ming sat back, he leaned over and whispered, "Let's eat scallion noodles when school starts."

A gleam flashed in He Ming's eyes. He was ready to be questioned by Jiang Yao, but he didn't expect such a sentence.

Jiang Yao muttered again and asked, "Are you okay?"

He Ming looked at the bright eyes that were close at hand, like a puppy expecting to get a bone, as if no matter how he was treated, he was still gentle and cute.

He curled his fingertips slightly, and nodded in Jiang Yao's expectant gaze.

Xie Zhijin stared at the two of them as if no one else was biting their ears. After a while, he covered his mouth with his hands and coughed a few times.

The cough finally attracted Jiang Yao's attention.

The care for Xie Zhijin was almost a conditioned reflex, Jiang Yao said anxiously, "What else is uncomfortable with you?"

Xie Zhijin cleared his throat, and said with an uncomfortable expression, "Maybe I have a cold."

Jiang Yao's concern was chaotic, and he didn't notice Xie Zhijin's abnormality.

He Ming smiled lightly before Jiang Yao could open his mouth, and said, "There is Banlangen at home, go and get it yourself."

Mother He didn't understand the undercurrents between them, so she answered, "It's in the closet, you can suffer from a cold in winter, your name is... Zhijin, don't be too polite, go and drink it."

Jiang Yao also urged Xie Zhijin with his eyes.

Xie Zhijin had no choice but to get up and go to wash Banlangen.

The little episode came to an end after Xie Zhijin drank a large cup of Banlangen.

Lunch was a pleasant one, at least on the surface.

It's just that Xie Zhijin didn't know what was going on today. He was sitting opposite Jiang Yao, but his shoe always touched Jiang Yao's calf, touched it lightly, and left quickly.

Jiang Yao kept his head buried in the noodles, not embarrassed to look down, only thinking that the other party was careless, and had to shrink his legs behind the chair after a few times, and Xie Zhijin finally couldn't touch it.

After lunch, the three of them planned to go out.

Jiang Yao's body was covered with He Ming's clothes, which were a bit loose, but still fit them well. Although the sun was out today, the north wind was raging outside, so it couldn't be called warm at all. Before leaving, He Ming found a dark green scarf for him. Jiang Yao surrounded him, and Xie Zhijin glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally when he was taking him out, and the corners of his lips sank unconsciously.

After leaving He's house, He Ming and Jiang Yao walked ahead, and Xie Zhijin followed with a distance of three to five steps.

Jiang Yao was worried about Xie Zhijin's illness. He didn't bring any medicine when he left, and he fainted again last night. For the sake of his health, he really shouldn't stay here anymore.

They walked out of the residential building and saw the car driven by Xie Zhijin. Jiang Yao paused, mustered up the courage to raise his eyes and asked He Ming, "Can I have a few words with Xie Zhijin?"

He Ming glanced at Xie Zhijin and nodded.

Jiang Yao just walked towards the young man who was a few steps away.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, many people of the older generation secretly set off firecrackers in residential buildings, making crackling noises.

Jiang Yao was also like setting off firecrackers, his mood was up and down, he stood in front of Xie Zhijin, raised his eyes to see the bloodless face of the other party, and bumped into a pair of eyes as deep as a pool of water, his hands hidden in his pockets were uneasy shook hands.

"Xie Zhijin," Jiang Yao licked his dry lips and finished speaking with difficulty, "You should go back."

"You chase me away?"

The cold wind blew past, and Jiang Yao shivered from the cold. He whispered, "You didn't bring medicine..."

After a few seconds of pause, he still revealed his truest thoughts, "I don't want anything to happen to you."

Xie Zhijin's face paled slightly, and he said, "I won't leave, I will go wherever you are."

It was absolutely impossible for Xie Zhijin to say these words in the past, but now his tone is not fluctuating much, but it is very firm.

The tip of Jiang Yao's nose was slightly sour, feeling that the other party didn't take his body seriously, so he sniffled and said cruelly, "You live in He's house, you will disturb Aunt He."

Xie Zhijin asked back, "Are you disturbing Aunt He, or you and He Ming?"

These words were too bitter and jealous, Xie Zhijin gritted his teeth, and before Jiang Yao could reply, he continued, "I don't want to stay in the He family."

Jiang Yao was in a hurry, "Why are you so..." He choked out a word for a long time, "I'm obsessed with obsession."

Xie Zhijin said in a deep voice, "Just treat me as obsessed."

Jiang Yao was speechless.

"On New Year's Eve, every word I said was true, how about you?"

Jiang Yao froze, "What am I?"

"You said you like me too, does that still count?"

——I also like Xie Zhijin.

The sound of firecrackers kept ringing in Jiang Yao's head. The wind was so cold that Jiang Yao held his breath unconsciously, fearing that it would pour into his lungs and frostbite him.

Xie Zhijin looked at Jiang Yao without moving for a moment, and there was a rare uncertainty about the unknown under his calm eyes.

Unfortunately, before Jiang Yao could give an answer, He Ming was already calling Jiang Yao's name.

Jiang Yao avoided Xie Zhijin's eyes, and murmured, "You can do whatever you want."

It was Xie Zhijin who refused to listen to persuasion and refused to leave, so what could he do?

But...he glanced back quietly, and the answer he had never said had already secretly appeared in his heart.

—

During the Chinese New Year, various leisure places were crowded with people. He Ming and Jiang Yao walked through the crowd holding hands, while Xie Zhijin kept a close distance and followed.

Everyone walked together, and Xie Zhijin, who was alone, was particularly out of place in such a lively atmosphere.

Jiang Yao couldn't help but care about Xie Zhijin, and paid attention to Xie Zhijin's developments from time to time. Fortunately, compared with the last time he went to the market, Xie Zhijin's state this time is not so worrying.

Wrapped in warmth, Jiang Yao gradually turned his attention to He Ming, but today He Ming didn't seem to be very interested. Although he smiled at him and played games with him, he was keenly aware of the The opponent is a little different from usual.

Is it because of Xie Zhijin?

Or the onion thing?

Jiang Yao tried hard to make He Ming happy, pointing at the walking pigs in the square, his eyes lit up slightly, "It's so cute, let's buy that one!"

The two bought two free-range pigs from the balloon seller, and they walked slowly while holding one in their hands.

Jiang Yao found that there were always people passing by looking at them, and said a little shyly, "Isn't it too childish?"

Seeing He Ming's face, he felt that being stared at was not a strange thing. Anyone with such a beautiful person would have to look twice.

Jiang Yao suggested, "May I take a picture for you?"

He Ming didn't refuse, but He Ming smiled faintly in Jiang Yao's camera, as if he was forcing a smile just for Jiang Yao's sake.

Jiang Yao suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, lowered his hands with a gloomy expression, and stood still.

In the bustling square, Jiang Yao was in front of He Ming, and Xie Zhijin was just a few steps away from him. He suddenly couldn't find the direction to go, his eyes fell into sparks, and he gradually became hot.

Across the crowd, He Ming moved his moist lips slightly, calling his name, "Jiang Yao."

Always gentle as a spring breeze.

Jiang Yao seemed to be summoned, and smiled as he ran towards He Ming, but he heard He Ming continue, "You and Xie Zhijin go home."

Amid the din of voices, only He Ming's clear voice echoed in Jiang Yao's ears.

Like a child who did something wrong, he stood there helplessly, the smile on the corner of his lips hadn't had time to fall, and moisture crawled to the end of his eyes.

There is only one question left in my mind, has He Ming been so disappointed in him that he wants to throw him away?

Three ways

Xiao Xie: Whoever loves to be green tea, I can't learn it.

Xiaohe: I have to work again.

ps: It will be updated tomorrow.