The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

Seeing An Sheng's smile, Jiang Yingyu stopped and patted An Sheng's shoulder twice.

An Sheng froze for a moment, what happened to this guy?

Feeling, not in a good mood.

"That..." An Sheng thought for a while, "What's wrong with you?"

I always feel that this guy is much gloomy after a day of absence.

Jiang Yingyu took a deep breath, tried to suppress the thought of hugging this guy, and said after a while, "It's nothing, it's just...you didn't come to class today, and you're not used to it."

He didn't know how he survived this day, An Sheng was not around, he felt like he had no energy to do anything, his whole body was as empty as if he had lost his soul.

An Sheng laughed, "Oh no, what are you talking about? If I don't come tomorrow, will you not be able to attend class? Let go quickly, I'm still holding the pot."

Not used to it?He's actually not used to it.

Just at this moment, someone slapped Jiang Yingyu's ass.

"Ouch, brother, you're going to cry." Xiang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed at his face, and made a face. An Sheng glared at him, and quickly ran into the house again.

An Sheng then stared at Jiang Yingyu's eyes, hey, they were indeed a little red.

"You're not really crying, are you..." An Sheng asked.

"...No, the wind blows." Putting his hands back in his pockets, Jiang Yingyu looked at him, "Sooner or later, this kid will be beaten up."

Really deserve a beating!It spoils the atmosphere too much.

An Sheng smiled and said, "Well, I haven't beaten him for a long time, I'll play mixed doubles later."

Jiang Yingyu smiled: "OK."

"By the way, why do you smell your body?" Jiang Yingyu leaned close to An Sheng's head and sniffed.

Pushing his head away with one hand, An Sheng pulled his collar and sniffed it, frowned and said, "What's the smell? Why didn't I smell it?"

I'm not so sloppy that I can smell it, right?

Jiang Yingyu said: "It seems to be incense."

"Smell is either fragrant or stinky..." An Sheng suddenly realized, "Oh, you mean the fragrance, right?"

Jiang Yingyu looked at the fool who suddenly couldn't stop laughing, An Sheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't want to laugh at first, but seeing him laughing like this, he couldn't help but also laughed like a fool.

When he got home, Jiang Yingyu took out his phone and clicked on An Sheng's WeChat. He actually sent a lot of messages today. He wanted to ask if An Sheng was better, if he was home, and what he was doing. There were many, many, at least a dozen or two. Ten, but they haven't been sent out yet.

"Following a demon..." Jiang Yingyu murmured.

The next morning, An Sheng was still waiting at the door of Jiang Yingyu's house on his little flower.

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng who was wearing a short down jacket under his school uniform and smiled.

Between him and An Sheng, nothing seemed to have changed, but only he knew that some things had indeed changed.

"Didn't it take a month for your foot to heal? How do you ride?" Jiang Yingyu walked to An Sheng's side and looked at An Sheng's left foot on the pedal.

An Sheng said, "Walking is what kills me. If you know how to ride, I still need to do it myself? There's no way!"

Hey!Speaking of which, he felt wronged.

Jiang Yingyu got into the car and said to him: "I think you are just lying to me. How can you get a month, a week at most."

Too lazy to talk to him, An Sheng said, "Hurry up, I want to eat wontons, I'm starving to death."

The weather is getting colder and colder, it's good to have something warm.

An Sheng stepped on the pedal and said, "Aren't you cold? Wear this lightly, put your hands in my pockets, I don't need them anyway."

Hearing this, Jiang Yingyu poked his hand into the pocket of An Sheng's down jacket, it was really warm...

"It's cold, why isn't it cold? Isn't it just the beginning of autumn? It feels like winter." He didn't even have time to buy clothes.

Now he only has a thin sweater inside, a denim jacket in the middle, and the school uniform at the end.

Compared with An Sheng, it is almost two seasons.

"We only have summer and winter here, I have never seen spring and autumn," An Sheng gasped while riding, "Oh, my feet hurt..."

He couldn't exert himself at all, and he even put on a pair of sneakers. Originally, he had to wear slippers or something, but in such a cold day, who could bear to wear slippers.

Jiang Yingyu buried his face in An Sheng's vest, and raised his hand to cover An Sheng's down jacket cap over his head to keep out the wind.

After sighing in his heart, he said: "I'm going to buy some clothes for the winter in the afternoon. It's too cold to bear. Just you."

Seems to be of good quality and looks good.

"Then do you know where to buy it?" An Sheng asked him, "I think you are a big head, you are not a fool."

Big head?

It's the big head, the big head, don't you worry about the big head when it rains?

Jiang Yingyu hit An Sheng's vest with his forehead.

"Your uncle, my head is so big!"

An Sheng pretended to vomit blood from being hit by him, "I didn't say you have a big head, but I meant you were stupid, you know."

Eh?Why do these words feel a bit wrong?

Before An Sheng could react, Jiang Yingyu pinched his waist with his hand in his pocket...

"You owe it to me, who are you calling stupid!"

The two came to the classroom, there were not too many people at the moment, An Sheng looked around, then sneaked out of his trouser pocket, and handed a small bottle to Jiang Yingyu.

"Why." He asked, such a small bottle with no words on it, what the hell.

An Sheng took off his glasses, turned around and faced Jiang Yingyu, "Give me some eye drops."

Jiang Yingyu laughed, "Why don't you do it yourself, you are not afraid that I will poke you in the eye."

He looked at An Sheng's left eye which was not as swollen as it was yesterday, and immediately went numb when he heard that he was about to poke his eye.

"Don't make trouble, hurry up, there will be too many people in a while." An Sheng went to Jiang Yingyu again.

If he dared to drip it himself, he would have done it long ago. This morning, he didn't get it in for a long time. Amway said he would do it for him, but he was not at ease. Although Amway is a woman, she has rough hands. Er Ansheng has known it since she was a child.

"Okay, since you trust me so much," Jiang Yingyu stretched out his hand to push An Sheng's long hair away from his eyelids, then raised An Sheng's face, holding the potion with the lid opened in one hand.

"Why does your hair grow so fast," Jiang Yingyu said, "Doesn't it really need to be cut?"

An Sheng nodded: "Well, I went to cut it on Saturday, and it's been more than a month. I'm slow, but compared with you, it's really a little faster."

Jiang Yingyu's only covered his eyebrows, while An Sheng's had already reached his eyelids.

"Look up a little," Jiang Yingyu felt that sitting was not easy to do, so he had to stand up, "Open your eyes, how can I do it with your eyes closed."

It seems that what An Sheng said about being afraid of eye drops is true. Before he even started, his eyes were tightly closed, and he still had the nerve to ask him if he finished it.

He was so angry that Jiang Yingyu had no choice but to hold the man's head in front of his chest, hold him firmly with one hand to prevent him from closing his eyes, and pour another drop of the medicine with his right hand.

Fuck, finally done.

After doing this, both of them were out of breath, and the students who had been watching for a long time also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, if I fuck you again, I'll be an idiot!" Jiang Yingyu leaned against the wall and said weakly.

From the looks of it, he was obviously very tired.

An Sheng is now raising his face to let the medicine flow fully in his eyes.

It took him a long time to open his eyes and look at Jiang Yingyu, "Oh, this is really troublesome old man."

Although the corner of An Sheng's mouth was smiling, a drop of medicine or tears just happened to fall on his face, and his eyes were very red, looking very miserable.

Jiang Yingyu handed him a piece of paper, "It's really hard work to give you eye drops."

An Sheng wiped it off, put on his glasses again, and took a good feel, and he felt much more comfortable.

The eyes are clear and cool, and I feel that I can see things much more clearly.

"I've been afraid of this thing since I was a child." An Sheng said.

Jiang Yingyu groaned, he suddenly remembered that when An Sheng was young, it seemed that someone had pressed something into his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Wenshen approached mysteriously.

"I'll show you something." He put the phone in front of the two of them.

What Zhao Wen showed them was a photo, the protagonists in it were two boys, it was taken from behind, and from this position, the two looked as if they were hugging and kissing .

"When did you take this picture?" Jiang Yingyu looked at it carefully with his mobile phone. What was this filmed? It looked like he was sitting on An Sheng's lap and offering a kiss.

Zhao Wen chuckled, and pointed to the table in front of him, "They asked me to take pictures."

"He gave me eye drops, what's the matter?" An Sheng didn't see that the position was wrong, and followed Jiang Yingyu to stare for a while.

Jiang Yingyu turned to look at him, he knew within a minute that An Sheng was a straight man, straight and straight.

When the bell rang, Zhao Wen went back with his mobile phone, chatting happily with those two girls.

"What happened to the photo?" An Sheng asked suddenly.

Jiang Yingyu shook his head: "Nothing."

On Friday, Jiang Yingyu called to ask when Xing Ke would arrive, but he didn't say anything, and just told him to wait anytime, Jiang Yingyu hung up on him directly.

Damn it, just say what you like, let it go if you don't, and wait for him at any time, whether he doesn't go to class or something!

"What's wrong?" An Sheng leaned against the table and yawned, "Who wants to come?"

Look at this firecracker so angry.

"It's okay," Jiang Yingyu put the phone away, "Today some of my former school classmates are going to come here to play, do you know where there is a hotel or something?"

An Sheng thought about it, but before he opened his mouth, Jiang Yingyu said, "If it's really not possible, Internet cafes are fine too. Do you know where there are Internet cafes?"

An Sheng held his glasses and smiled: "Does your friend know that you arranged this?"

He came all the way for such a trip, and this person even took him to an Internet cafe.