born to you

How much He Jing liked Li Qi back then, now he respects him at a distance.

So much so that Yu Feng asked him to go to a fellowship several times after school started, but he found reasons to shirk it.

Ugh……

Sensing He Jing's absent-mindedness, Old Professor Liu asked him with a smile: "Qingchen, are you not in the mood this morning? Why, are you too busy with the student union?"

He Jing was taken aback for a moment, and quickly apologized to Old Professor Liu: "I'm sorry, teacher, I haven't had a good rest recently."

Professor Liu is a highly respected old professor in the Faculty of Arts. He Jing came here today to help him sort out the materials for a seminar, but he didn't expect to be absent-minded.

Professor Liu didn't care about it, but cared more about his body: "If you haven't had a good rest, why don't you go back to sleep for a while? Your student union is so busy, and I called you, the chairman, to come over. I'm also wrong. Don't be too busy to damage your body."

Although He Jing's sleep quality has been poor since the college entrance examination, it has been adjusted to the same level after the past few years. He just found a reason casually, but now he is a little embarrassed, shaking his head and continuing to help Professor Liu sort out the materials.

It was a complete accident that he and Professor Liu got to know each other.

When he was a freshman, he wanted to find something to do for himself. He planned to read all the relevant literature in the library, especially when he heard that there was a collection of "Wen Shi Tong Yi" here. There was nothing in the entire relevant area, so I had to ask the librarian.

The librarian probably hadn't seen anyone wanting to borrow this book, and asked, "Isn't there a row in North F District?"

He Jing is stubborn: "But I want to read the collector's edition, can you check the records for me to see when it will be the return date when I took office?"

The librarian searched the records, and was a little embarrassed: "This book was borrowed by Professor Liu Zhenbang of the Faculty of Arts last semester, because he wanted to use this book for research, and we didn't ask him for an alternative reason. You If you insist on seeing it, you can contact him, I see that your student ID card is also for this major, and you can find his office after you inquire."

He Jing thanked her, borrowed a few other books, and left.

The librarian was quite surprised: "You really worked hard."

He Jing was noncommittal, he could only keep himself busy in this way.

After that, he went to find Professor Liu, and he explained his purpose of coming. Professor Liu was a little surprised: "Even the students of the Faculty of Arts don't read this book very much. I'm very happy that you like it, and you should support it." .But I’m going to use this book recently, if you agree, you can come to my office to read it, and you can ask me if you see anything you don’t understand.”

In this way, he skipped the physical education class for a semester, and came to Professor Liu's office every Tuesday afternoon to sit for an afternoon, and asked a few questions when he encountered something he didn't understand. Let him do some data collation and collection for himself.

He Jing couldn't be happier.

He was born with a room full of Mo Xiang since he was a child, and the word "Scholar Disciple" was never meant to be a joke in him, and he naturally couldn't ask for such an opportunity.

So I searched for information every day with a coffin face, and was filled with a lot of knowledge by Mr. Liu who is full of knowledge.

After working on materials all morning, Mr. Liu refused to let He Jing come back in the afternoon no matter what he said.

He knew that He Jing lived alone off campus, and besides being busy with the work of the student union, he had to take care of his own part-time job, so he was really embarrassed to let him run around like this.

He Jing felt nothing, after all, it was Professor Liu who helped him contact the editing and translation agency at that time.

But since Mr. Liu insisted on letting him rest, he could only take a vacation for himself.

As soon as he left the teaching building of the Faculty of Arts, a large group of people came out from the teaching building opposite. It seemed that they had just finished their elective courses on the weekend.

He Jing didn't like crowds, and tried to avoid it, but was stopped by someone.

He Jing knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to resign himself to his fate and turned his head to look at Yu Feng.

"He Jing, what have you been up to lately? I've called you several times and haven't come out to play together." Yu Feng was a little depressed.

He Jing said honestly: "Don't forget your identity at all times, okay? We are all students, so we have nothing to do."

"...That's not what you said last semester." Yu Feng was startled, He Jing who wished to get together three times a day during the holidays and was on call was gone!

He Jing pretended to be stupid: "I have always loved learning!"

...You liar!

Seeing Yu Feng's obviously disbelieving eyes, He Jing said sincerely, "Really, I just came out of Professor Liu's office."

Before Yu Feng was dismissed several times by He Jing with the reason that "I want to sort out the materials for Professor Liu today", he was always half-believed, and he didn't believe it until today when he saw He Jing was still at school on the weekend.

"Okay then..." Yu Feng sighed, "But you have to tell me after you've been busy. Li Qi met you twice before, and you've been talking to me lately."

When He Jing heard the word Li Qi, he made the first two big ones. He hesitated and agreed, and was about to go home when he was met by Professor Liu who was out of the office to buy food.

"Teacher." He Jing and Yu Feng greeted him one after another.

Liu Zhenbang smiled back at them and asked, "Why are you two standing here?"

Yu Feng said: "I have an elective class on the weekend, and I met He Jing just after class and chatted with him. Recently, he is too busy and doesn't see much."

He Jing winked: "Teacher, are you going to buy food? Then go quickly, we will leave after chatting for a while."

Liu Zhenbang smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, talking to you two young people can make me feel a few years younger. By the way, I have a few tickets for today's Loy Krathong Festival. You should be fine this afternoon, right?"

He Jing said dryly that nothing happened, Yu Feng's eyes lit up, and he caught a message from this sentence: "Teacher, did you take He Jing's leave this afternoon?"

Liu Zhenbang tapped him on the head: "You are an old man and I am a feudal landlord? Here, here is the ticket. You can take your friends with you."

As he spoke, he took out three tickets from his pocket and gave them to He Jing.

He Jing evaded and said, "Why is this so embarrassing?"

And this one gives three cards, so there is no need to think about who Yu Feng will take with him.

Liu Zhenbang had some regrets: "I really want to go, but my granddaughter will come to the house tonight. You went for me, remember to come back and write an essay."

... There is still homework for co-authoring!

"Okay." He Jing reluctantly accepted.

Sure enough, after Liu Zhenbang left, Yu Feng hooked He Jing's neck and said viciously, "Okay, you, if the old professor hadn't told you that you were free in the afternoon, would you still plan to dove me!"

He Jing got out from under his arm: "I was not invited at all, where did the pigeon come from?"

"Then your plot is even more serious! Why did I offend you? You still avoid me all day long!"

He Jing: "...No, I didn't avoid you."

He is obviously hiding from Li Qi, okay, why are you putting so much pressure on yourself!

"Well, we'll go to your house to find you in the afternoon, don't you be at home!"

He Jing was puzzled: "Huh? Why did you come to my house?"

Yu Feng raised the three tickets that he had taken away from He Jing's hands at some point: "Of course we went to the Loy Krathong Festival together. You can't do it if you don't hand in your homework."

No!

How did he never know that Yu Feng had this skill!

What do you study?You went to the street and made a fortune long ago, okay!

He Jing walked back home, put a kettle on the gas stove, found a bucket of instant noodles from the cupboard, put the bag of ingredients in it, and waited for the water to boil.

Headache.

For half a month since the start of school, he has basically been able to avoid the building of the School of Economics and Management. He can even push back the fellowship of the student unions of the two departments, for fear that he will have a chance to get along with Li Qi again.

The last time I dropped him back to the hotel, it probably used up He Jing's unprecedented peace of mind.

He can't forget how he fought Li Qi'ai to death, but was stabbed severely by someone.

And this knife stabbed in a certain place, straight to the heart.

In this way, if He Jing could still forgive him, he would probably have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

He Jing rubbed the center of her eyebrows, poured freshly boiled hot water into the bucket of instant noodles.

I really don't know why there are so many little girls calling him a male god for a person whose cooking skills are limited to boiling water and cracking eggs.

Maybe when he is starved to death, he will really become a god in one step.

After soaking the noodles for about 5 minutes, he lifted the lid, and the dough was still in one piece, and it barely fell apart when poked with a fork.

He poured a glass of water and felt it in the glass, and sure enough, it was warm.Come on, the water didn't even boil.

Why don't you take the time to buy a new electric kettle? He can't even be deprived of his few remaining kitchen skills due to the limitation of tools, can he?

In the end, He Jing emptied the instant noodles, found a bag of toast that had been stored for several days from the refrigerator, and ate dryly to fill his stomach.

...It would be inconvenient if I knew it earlier, and I would have to take a few steps to buy food.

After eating the bread, he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

What Mr. Liu said is right. The student union is currently busy recruiting new candidates. There are piles of freshman materials to be handed in at the beginning of the semester. Recently, he helped Mr. Liu sort out the seminar materials...

Really busy day and night.

He felt that he had just fallen asleep for a while, when there was a knock on the door.

He got up suddenly, his forehead became hot and his eyes turned black, knowing that he had suffered from hypoglycemia again, he suppressed the dizziness and sat back on the sofa.

After a while, he felt better and looked at his watch. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Before he knew it, he had slept for such a long time, and it was still so deep. He really didn't have a good rest.

He hurriedly got up to open the door, but because he ran too fast, he couldn't keep up, and he twisted his neck.

Yu Feng outside the door saw He Jing tilting his head, and was slightly taken aback. He was about to ask why the door opened so slowly, but he couldn't.

"What happened to your head?"

He Jing was expressionless: "Running is too violent."

"You don't have my key, you can just come in, knock on some door." Turning around, he walked to the bathroom without taking the initiative to greet them.

Yu Feng stepped into the door with Li Qi behind him, took off two pairs of guest slippers from the shoe rack with ease, greeted Li Qi to enter the room, and said dishonestly: "I'm not afraid of you doing something shameful at home. It's not good to open the door too much, knocking on the door can also make you mentally prepared to hide what should be hidden."

He Jing came out after washing his face, still clutching his neck, with a gloomy expression, too lazy to speak.

Yu Feng looked at the box of instant noodles he threw in the trash can and frowned: "You ate this for lunch?"

"Almost." He Jing tried to hide the past.

Yu Feng persisted: "What does almost mean?"

"I ate a few slices of bread." He Jing avoided the important ones.

Probably this happened to He Jing not once or twice, Yu Feng looked at him silently, and asked affirmatively: "Did you boil the water?"

He Jing silently admitted.

"Did I tell you that it takes 10 minutes to boil water with a gas stove before turning off the gas and don't put too much water in the pot?"

He Jing was dumb: "I... forgot."

"Buy an electric kettle, brother! You've been procrastinating for a week! Will a trip to the supermarket exhaust you?" Yu Feng was shocked.

He Jing gave up struggling: "...I've been busy for a while, so I'll go when I'm done."

Li Qi was sitting next to him as a backdrop, and he kept looking at He Jing's current room from the corner of his eye.

Both the decoration and the layout are full of He Jing's style, clean and tidy as always, and there is a trace of He Jing's familiar fragrance of ink in the room.

It's that clean and somewhat outrageous kitchen that doesn't look the same.

Not clean in the usual sense...

It's a kind of clean that has hardly been used.

He secretly lamented in his heart that after so many years of absence, He Jing's godhead had finally risen a step higher, while listening to the conversation between He Jing and Yu Feng, he wondered what kind of life He Jing was living.

In the past, I was so well protected by myself. For a while, I even wished to feed him three meals a day with different patterns. I didn’t expect that now I can only eat some fast food at home, but I haven’t eaten it yet, because he can’t even boil water. .

But it was his fault that hurt him the most.

After chatting with Yu Feng for a few words, He Jing went into the bedroom to change clothes, without even looking at Li Qi.

Yu Feng quietly asked Li Qi: "Did you offend him? Why do I feel that He Jing is avoiding you?"

He could clearly feel that the atmosphere between the two people in the room was very strange.

"Why do you say that?" Li Qi felt that Yu Feng was quite discerning.

Yu Feng said: "It's not...it's just that He Jing gets along well with people, and most people don't like him. But I really want to introduce you to each other, and I think you should be able to play."

Li Qi smiled, Yu Feng's analysis was quite correct, whether it was about He Jing or the way he got along with He Jing: "Senior He Jing is very nice, maybe I don't know him well, so I don't have much to talk about."

Before they could say a word, He Jing opened the door and came out. She even put on her own glasses, and her vision was restored.

His eyes swept over Li Qi, and finally fixed on Yu Feng's face: "Let's go."

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