The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

Jiang Yingyu frowned and thought for a while, "How do you know she's in Class Five, and besides, I didn't give it to her."

He himself didn't know what the girl meant. His impatient look meant that everyone wanted to slap him, so he couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the girl couldn't see that he didn't mean anything to her?

Besides, the girl didn't directly say that she likes him, so he can't suddenly confess and refuse the scene!It's really aggrieved!

It's annoying to be ambiguous if you don't talk about it.

It made others think that he had something to do with her, and couldn't explain it clearly.

"School cheerleader, no matter what I have to know about such a person," An Sheng said.

"Okay, put me down, it's only a few steps away, I'm afraid they will misunderstand that I have a broken leg." I don't know how long I walked, An Sheng saw that he was approaching the door of the house, and hurriedly asked Jiang Yingyu to put him down.

Jiang Yingyu looked forward for a while, "Are you there?"

This is indeed almost the same, so he actually passed by the door of his house just now?

Handing over the schoolbag and mobile phone, An Sheng waved to him on tiptoe with his left foot, "Then I'll go in first, bye."

"Ang," Jiang Yingyu waved his hand, "Remember to apply the medicine!"

It wasn't until An Sheng was gone that he slowly kicked the stones and walked home.

snort!Not even a thank you!

Jiang Yingyu clicked his tongue and scolded An Sheng for his lack of conscience. As soon as he walked to the door, his cell phone vibrated.

-Thank you for today, Mr. Jiang.

"I'm Jiang your uncle!" Jiang Yingyu laughed and scolded, and took out the key...

As soon as he entered the yard, the old lady was sewing while wearing presbyopic glasses. He went to the side to catch water, and sat next to the old lady with a cup.

"Grandma, what are you doing?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

The old lady just raised her head and scratched her scalp with a needle in the same posture as An Sheng.

In this minute, Jiang Yingyu suddenly understood where An Sheng's sophisticated posture came from.

"It's autumn, and the weather is getting cold. I saw two holes in your trousers. If you throw them away, I'm afraid that you won't be able to find them. I'll mend them for you and wear them." The old lady said. Talking about sewing up the last few stitches, he handed the trousers to Jiang Yingyu.

Jiang Yingyu took the familiar pair of jeans with water, looked at them briefly, and then realized that he didn't put these pants in the closet?

"Did you rummage through my closet?" Jiang Yingyu put the water on the table, held the trousers in one hand, and picked up the trouser legs with the other.

The old lady put away her needle and thread and said, "I turned it over. If I didn't turn it over, grandma didn't know that you didn't have much to wear, and the trousers were so torn that I couldn't bear to throw them away. Tomorrow, grandma will take you. Go buy thicker clothes and pants."

Jiang Yingyu took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability that surged up.

How could the old lady go through someone else's wardrobe without their consent!He took out the things without even asking, and even wanted to throw them away!Not even a single hello.

"Grandma, these pants are not broken," Jiang Yingyu said in a soft voice, "It's just this style. Next time, can you stop messing around in my room and rummaging through my things? Can you do it, please?"

He knew that he shouldn't be angry. He knew that the old lady cared about him and sewed up his knee in case he was cold. He knew it, but he couldn't accept it.

"Hey, you have dinner..." The old lady looked at Jiang Yingyu who turned and went upstairs, feeling a little empty in her heart.

After entering the room and closing the door, Jiang Yingyu threw the trousers in the trash can and sat on the stool for a long time without recovering.

If this matter had been left before, he would have yelled at others.

The old lady would wake him up very early every day. At that time, it was two hours earlier than the class time. He got used to it after enduring it. The door is waiting for you.

Especially on a few nights when it was too late, the old lady would wake him up before he probably slept for four hours, as usual, if you don't open it, she will keep knocking, if you don't die inside, Eventually the door will be opened.

Turning on the desk lamp, he put his hand under the desk lamp, looked at the amulet on his wrist, and felt a little upset.

An Sheng said, this is his amulet, but today...

If An Sheng was wearing this wristband at that time, wouldn't someone knock off his glasses.

Thinking of that No. 8, Jiang Yingyu suddenly felt that he was a little bit lighter.

The referee's blind spot is easy to find, and I can play him in front of him without any trouble.

He took off the wristband and put it in the drawer. He looked at the computer a little annoyed, and the whole person was annoyed.

Fuck it, stop drawing, sleep!

After going downstairs to take a shower, he shivered and climbed onto the bed, wrapped in the quilt and shivered for a while before he felt less cold.

Summer is fine, it is quite convenient to take a shower directly, but when the weather is cold, there is not even a water heater here, and it is very troublesome to boil hot water every time for washing.

I took a shower tonight, and I don't know if I will get sick tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingyu felt that his eyelids were a bit heavy, and when he closed his eyes, he felt his temples twitching, but he couldn't sleep.

I don't know if An Sheng's eyes matter...

"Damn it," Jiang Yingyu opened his eyes suddenly, why An Sheng was all on his mind.

As for what happened in the afternoon, he was poured water while being ridden by An Sheng. This image has been lingering in his head for a long time, and it is getting clearer and clearer.

Both of them were wet, and the temperature was transmitted to each other through the touching place...

Jiang Yingyu turned sideways to the wall, counted the sheep with his eyes closed, and he stopped after counting for a while.

Actually...he felt that he might have something for An Sheng...

He touched his chest that kept beating, and An Sheng's idiot's various expressions slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

On An Sheng's side, as soon as he entered the room, he was tripped by the iron egg running towards him and fell to the ground. And it's still the kind of five-body projection.

Xiang Heng was so frightened that he quickly hid the spicy sticks behind his back, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch them from him.

"Oh fuck..." An Sheng couldn't get up for a while, so he lay down on the ground and yelled.

Tie Dan saw that something was wrong, turned around and ran towards his kennel.

Anli hurried over to help him up, only then did he see the red marks on An Sheng's face, and his eyes were still red like a rabbit.

"What's the matter with you, where are your glasses?" Amli helped him to sit on the stool, and when he turned around to pick up something, he saw that Xiang Heng was still stuffing spicy sticks in his mouth, so he raised his hand and slapped him angrily. "Still taking it! Hurry up and get medicine for your uncle..."

"Why did you compete like you were beaten by the crowd?" An Li took the potion that Xiang Heng ran brought over, and smeared An Sheng on the scratches and swollen areas on his face .

An Sheng gasped for breath and told her to be quiet.

"You still have the guts to hide!" An Li snapped An Sheng's head back, and An Li was so angry that he wanted to slap someone, "Don't you know what's wrong with you? I've been telling you to come back before dark, You are good, I made seven or eight calls, but you didn't answer any of them!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, Anli put the medicine bottle in his hand on the table, "You wipe it yourself, you clean up the sins you made yourself."

He knew about the phone call. He and Jiang Yingyu were arguing at that moment and had no time to look at the phone.

An Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, and without saying a word, he was completely dazed by Amway's chatter.

Xiang Heng sipped the chili oil on his finger twice, then picked up the medicine and said, "Uncle, my mother won't make it for you, I'll help you, just ignore her."

A mother who doesn't even buy him spicy strips is not a good mother.

My uncle often buys spicy noodles for him.

An Sheng lowered his head to make it easier for Xiang Heng, "Sister, today was an accident, and nothing happened to me, but I broke my glasses on the court, I might have to go there in a few days."

Where is that place, Amway knew what he said.

"Don't go to tomorrow's class, I'll call you to ask for a leave later," Amway said, "I'll take you to the hospital in the morning, your eyes are bleeding, you know! I'll accompany you with the glasses in the afternoon." You go to that old man, if he can't get it out, I'll scold him to death."

Some illnesses are false, so you don’t need to go to the hospital, you can find that guy to get it, but this is a real illness, you have to go to the hospital, she knows that An Sheng doesn’t want to go to the hospital, most of the time he buys medicine by himself at home No, she usually lets him go, but this time she can't let him mess around.

Just as An Sheng opened his mouth, An Li blocked him again.

He said, "Sister..."

"If you don't want to go, don't call me sister in the future. It doesn't matter after the two, you just pack up and get out! Little heartless, let me worry." Amway wiped his eyes, tears Suddenly jumped out uncontrollably.

"..." An Cheng pursed his lips and did not speak. After Xiang Heng finished applying the medicine, he said, "Okay, I'll go."

The next morning, Jiang Yingyu still took the pants out of the trash can.

An Sheng doesn't have class today, so he can only walk to school.

Tsk!Why does it feel so unpleasant?

Habits are a terrible thing.

Because he hadn't walked to school for a long time, Jiang Yingyu also miscalculated the time, and just caught up with the teacher at the minute when the teacher had already entered the classroom, so he was considered late.

This time, he didn't have to wait for An Sheng to get out of the way when he came in, he could just pull An Sheng's stool away, but he felt that something was missing.

Maybe it's...a sense of ritual.

The teacher's class was still boring and boring, but he still cheered up and listened carefully, trying to ignore the sense of lack of a person around him suddenly.

This feeling is very strange. He knows that An Sheng will come back tomorrow, and he also knows that An Sheng has asked for leave to go to the hospital. An Sheng has sent messages to tell him about these things, but he still can't control his anger and loss. .

An Sheng had to go to the hospital for his injury, otherwise it would be hard to tell what happened.

He was just angry that An Sheng insisted on continuing to fight yesterday. If he had been allowed to play earlier, maybe An Sheng's eyes would not have been hit by that grandson. One eye was almost full of blood, and he still insisted go home first.

Jiang Yingyu stared at the blackboard in a daze, when the pen spinning in his hand was suddenly knocked off by a ball of paper, he turned his face and glanced at Zhao Wen, Zhao Wen pointed to Jiang Yingyu's stool.