The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the midsummer comes ahead of the rainy season, and the sun is already dazzling before ten o'clock in the morning.

After Wen Yan sent the fainted girl to the infirmary last week, the girl came to Wen Yan from time to time.

Sometimes it's asking about homework, sometimes it's sending things.

The things given are all in the name of thanks, and the gentle words are not good to refuse to embarrass the girls, so they will generally accept them.

Girls also know this, and they are afraid of being rejected, so the gifts are all small things, and the most popular ones are fruit yogurt.

Because she had seen Jiang Han buy it for Wen Yan several times, and Wen Yan would finish it every time.

The girl's name is Li Ye, and she is also very talkative in class. Every time she comes to Wen Yan, she will talk about some small topics in life, and occasionally ask Wen Yan what she likes.

But every time it is just right, it will not arouse people's resentment, and it will not make people feel offensive.

After class on Friday, the two of them were going home, but the girl stopped Wen Yan.

"Wen Yan, can I add you on WeChat?"

Li Ye walked up to the two of them, and said a little embarrassedly: "Your English is very good, I want to practice my oral English on the weekend, I want to...please help me correct it, can you?"

After speaking, Li Ye looked at Wen Yan expectantly.

Before Wen Yan could speak, Jiang Han on the side said, "We have something to do on the weekend, so we probably don't have much time. I remember that the class representative's oral English seems to be quite good."

Although there was no explicit rejection, the meaning in the words should be very clear.

"OK then……"

Being declined, Li Ye was not discouraged: "Then I won't bother you, see you on Monday."

"See you on Monday." Wen Yan said.

After leaving the campus, Jiang Han was a little unhappy, and pulled his face: "Why does everyone ask you for WeChat?"

Jiang Han's unhappiness would be clearly written on his face, and Wen Yan paused: "Just asking questions."

"There are so many people in the class, so I just ask you."

Jiang Han kicked the empty bottle on the side of the road unhappily: "Does that mean everyone has to refill it, and is it not annoying to be asked every day?"

These days, Jiang Han has an unknown anger in his heart, and he can't vent it. God knows how irritable and bored he is when he sees Wen Yan chatting happily with others every day, and watching Wen Yan accept other people's things.

Wen Yan looked at him: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I don't want them to ask you to add WeChat all the time."

Jiang Han said irritably, speaking too hastily, he didn't pay attention to his tone.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes: "Okay, that won't be added."

Jiang Han scratched his hair, the unknown anger made him irritable and depressed, but it was far from enough.He didn't want Wen Yan to smile so happily at them, nor did he want them to always stare at Wen Yan's face.

He just wanted Wen Yan to smile at him alone.

Why did Wen Yan smile so happily at them...

"I don't want them to always look for you, always give you things, and chat so intimately! They all have ulterior motives, can't you see it?"

At that moment, Jiang Han's reason was washed away by his anger, and he vented all the thoughts in his heart.

Therefore, she failed to notice Wen Yan's slightly hurt eyes.

The air suddenly became quiet.

"Jiang Han, what are you angry about?"

Wen Yan looked at him quietly, a hazy shadow shrouded his whole body for no reason.

Jiang Han froze for a moment, and returned to his senses, yes, what is he angry about?

Obviously Wen Yan was popular in class from the very beginning, and people kept asking him questions, so why is he so angry now?

Facing Wen Yan's gloomy eyes, Jiang Han's heart trembled again, and his voice was hoarse: "Yanyan, I..."

He just now... unexpectedly attacked Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Jiang Han suddenly panicked, quickly caught up, and hugged Wen Yan tightly from behind: "Sorry Yanyan... I was confused just now, I didn't mean it, why don't you hit me..."

He was so anxious that he could not speak coherently, and grabbed Wen Yan's hand and slapped him on the face.

Wen Yan withdrew his hand forcefully, his voice was a bit cold: "Let go."

Jiang Han hugged him even tighter, his tone revealing panic: "Yanyan, it's my fault, don't ignore me..."

The two of them were in an alley with few people, and occasionally someone cast a curious look.

Wen Yan frowned, and his voice became colder: "Jiang Han, let me go."

Jiang Han froze, slowly let go of his hand, and lowered his head.

"Yanyan, don't ignore me..."

Originally, the two of them went to the hospital today to have their stitches removed, but they didn't expect that there would be a quarrel. The evening air was silent, and no one spoke for a while.

Jiang Han felt uncomfortable and wanted to touch Wen Yan's hand: "Yanyan..."

Wen Yan avoided it, and said calmly, "Go to the hospital."

Jiang Han was overjoyed, and immediately raised his head: "Yanyan, you..."

Wen Yan had already lifted his foot and walked straight forward.

They took a taxi to the hospital, and the two of them didn't speak much along the way.

Jiang Han tried his best to bring up the topic, but Wen Yan would always cool down, and Jiang Han regretted it.

After unplugging the line, it was almost dark.

When I was about to take a taxi back to the community on the side of the hospital road, an ambulance drove into the hospital with its siren lights flashing, but there were too many cars at the gate and the traffic jam was deadly.

The ambulance crew came down with a stretcher and yelled at pedestrians.

"Patient in a car accident, give way!"

Pedestrians on the side of the road evacuated on their own, the sky was dark, and the strong smell of blood spread. The people on the stretchers were covered in blood, and were rushed to the emergency room along with the medical staff.

When the pedestrians backed away, Wen Yan's vision was only full of bright red and the suffocating and dizzy smell of blood, surrounded by endless numb darkness.

It overlaps with the black sky many years ago.

Jiang Han felt that Wen Yan's body was trembling slightly, and his whole body seemed to be fixed by something, and he felt dense pain in his heart again.

This person always makes him feel so distressed.

"Don't be afraid, Yan Yan..."

He put his arms around Wen Yan's shoulders, covered Wen Yan's eyes with his hands: "Let's go back."

On the way back, she was even more silent, Wen Yan kept silent.

When it was time to part, Jiang Han said in a low voice: "Yanyan, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you, and I don't know what's wrong with me? You should be angry with me, but can you not take so long? "

The air is quiet.

Jiang Han waited for a while, but Wen Yan didn't speak.

"All right……"

Jiang Han was depressed: "Then when did you calm down and tell me."

Wen Yan looked at him indifferently for a second or two, then turned and walked into the community.

Jiang Han stayed where he was for a few minutes, then scratched his hair in agitation.

At 10:30 in the evening, Jiang Han sent a message to Wen Yan.

[JH: Yanyan, let's run tomorrow morning. ]

Added an emoticon pack of kneeling on the washboard and crying.

After waiting anxiously for 10 minutes, Wen Yan didn't reply to him, and Jiang Han's finger was about to be smashed by himself.

He knew Wen Yan must have seen it.

Scrolling through dozens of articles, besides chatting, every night at ten o'clock, Jiang Han would say "good night" to Wen Yan on time, sometimes with emoticons, sometimes with pictures, and occasionally with narcissistic selfies.

Wen Yan would usually reply to him every one or two minutes, never more than five minutes.

Knowing that Wen Yan didn't want to talk to him, Jiang Han sent him a good night.

But this time, Wen Yan didn't even say "good night".

Although he knew that Wen Yan was definitely fine, Jiang Han was still a little anxious. He couldn't feel at ease if he couldn't see the words "good night".

What happened last time had already frightened him enough, and he didn't want to go through it again.

Jiang Han waited for another minute or two, and finally couldn't bear to send Wen Yan another message.

[JH: Yanyan, are you there? ]

[JH: If you don't come back, I'll go to your house now. ]

The phone was still silent, and when Jiang Han got up and walked quickly to the door to go out, Wen Yan's message came back.

[Whalefall: I'm fine. ]

[Whale fall: I just took a shower and dropped my phone into the water. ]

Jiang Han relaxed and sat back on the bed.

[JH: Does that still work? ]

[Whalefall: Yes. ]

[JH: Let's go for a morning run tomorrow. ]

It took a few minutes for the opposite side to return.

[Whalefall: I will go to the library tomorrow. ]

Jiang Han was a little lost.

[JH: Good night then. ]

It took a few seconds before returning.

[Whalefall: Good night. ]

Tomorrow Saturday, the weather is still hot.

There are many people in the library near the final exam, and the seats are basically full.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the basketball court.

"Brother Han, you're playing a bit fiercely."

The boys were playing basketball, Wang Junlin caught Jiang Han's ball, his hands were almost numb: "What are you holding back, playing is like fighting."

"Stop talking nonsense and practice the ball."

Jiang Han shot a three-pointer, and the rebound was rattled.

Luo Qing gave Wu Fei a look, Wu Fei shrugged his shoulders and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Today Jiang Han played very vigorously, and several moves were ruthless, anyone could tell that he was in a bad mood.It is rare for Jiang Han to show his emotions like this, which often means that he cannot suppress it.

"I saw Li Ye looking for Wen Xueba in the morning. Do you think they are having fun recently? After all, Wen Xueba..."

Before Wang Junlin finished his gossip and ambiguous words, Jiang Han threw the basketball out of his hands.

"You talk a lot while playing basketball." Jiang Han's brows were unhappy.

Wang Junlin shut up in embarrassment, somehow he got into trouble.

At noon, almost everyone in the library came out.

Seeing Wen Yan come out, Jiang Han's complexion was a little pale, and he walked over, and when he saw the girl next to Wen Yan, his complexion was not very good.

But he didn't want Wen Yan to see it, or couldn't help but speak badly, so he just watched from a distance.

The girl waved goodbye to Wen Yan, and when she was about to leave, Wen Yan stopped her.

The two of them didn't know what they said, the girl froze for a moment, and then smiled briskly.

Wen Yan walked over, Jiang Han said, "Yanyan, what's for lunch?"

Wen Yan walked straight forward, Jiang Han followed behind him, feeling a little wronged: "Yanyan, you didn't even wait for me this morning."

Knowing that Wen Yan was going to the library today, Jiang Han got up early today and waited for half an hour, but no one came.

He turned on his phone to send a message, and what he saw was Wang Junlin's photo of Wen Yan and Li Ye in the school library.

Jiang Han was suffocated and played basketball all morning to vent his anger, but his heart was still blocked.

"Let's go eat claypot rice. Last time I said I would eat it."

Jiang Han tugged on Wen Yan's sleeve, looking like a poor abandoned puppy: "If you are angry, you are angry, but you still have to eat."

In the end, he went to eat claypot rice, but Wen Yan still ignored him.

Jiang Han picked the meat from his own bowl into Wen Yan's bowl, and Wen Yan picked it back intact.

Jiang Han was discouraged: "Yanyan, how can you calm down?"

Wen Yan didn't look at him: "Let's eat."