I live next door and my surname is Jiang

When Dai You came back, Grandpa was squatting under the faucet in the yard washing tea sets.

There were very few people in their house, so there were very few opportunities to take out this set of tea sets. Dai You almost forgot how long he hadn't seen this set of tea sets.

Dai You casually threw the two live fish into the large water tank next to him, walked to Grandpa, took the tea set from his hand, and helped him wash it.

Grandpa Dai let him take the cup from Yu's own hand, and stood aside to watch his movements.

"Grandpa, is anyone here today?" He quickly cleaned the cup and asked in a low voice.

Grandpa Dai squinted and stroked his mustache, "Your teacher is here today."

With a flick of his wrist, Dai You slid the cup to the bottom of the basin. He seemed sensitive to the word "teacher", but soon he buried his discomfort to the bottom.

Although Grandpa Dai didn't know what happened to him at school, he still remembered what the teacher said to him today.

After a while, he said, "Youyou, go back to class tomorrow."

Dai You's mouth was tightly pressed into a straight line, looking stubborn and stubborn, "Grandpa, I don't want to go to school."

Grandpa Dai looked very serious when he wasn't smiling, "No, you're still young, you can't do without learning, I used to pamper you too much."

Dai You put down the cup in his hand and looked at Grandpa with pleading eyes.

But Grandpa had already made up his mind, and he didn't waver his decision just because of his aggrieved eyes, "You should go back to class just because of me, an old man!"

Dai You lowered his head, and after a while he replied in a muffled voice, "I see."

Grandpa Dai sighed and stroked his head, "I believe that the new teacher who came this time will definitely be able to teach you more things."

Dai You was not interested in the new teacher, and he agreed to go back to class all because of Grandpa's request.

Whenever he thinks about school, it will bring up some bad memories, which are like nightmares, and no matter how much he tries to avoid them, they will always haunt him.

Bear with it, bear with it.

He said so to himself.

A thunder in the distance woke up the son and grandson who were talking in the corner.

Dai You didn't care about the cup anymore, and he helped Grandpa Dai back to the house as soon as he threw it into the pool.

The weather in summer seemed unreasonable. Grandpa Dai stood under the eaves and looked up at the dark cloudy sky, worried, "I don't know if those two children have brought umbrellas."

Of course, Jiang Mianchi and Qin Zixiu, who were missed by Grandpa Dai, did not expect this torrential rain.

A drop of cold rain fell on Jiang Mianchi's face, slipped along his skin into his clothes, and he looked up at the dark clouds that were about to press down on his head.

Then he was caught off guard by the rain.

Qin Zixiu has rich experience, and when he realized that it was going to rain, he pulled Jiang Mianchi to run to the small house not far away, but the two of them were still wet.

The shirt on Jiang Mianchi's body was already soaked, and it stuck to his body with a nice curve. He pulled his clothes, and a cool air came in, dispelling the last heat.

Cool through the heart, the heart is flying.

Thinking of this advertisement for no reason, Jiang Mianchi lowered his head and chuckled softly.

Qin Zixiu shook the water off his body, and glanced at him depressedly, "You seem to be in a good mood?"

Standing under the eaves, Jiang Mianchi watched the rain fall harder and harder, and said in a brisk tone, "It's okay."

Qin Zixiu looked at the curved corners of his mouth and the curved eyebrows, it didn't look like he was lying, and for some reason, his mood improved inexplicably.

He took out a pack of dry paper towels from his pants pocket, gently wiped the rainwater off Jiang Mianchi's face, and then used the paper towels to blot the water from his hair.

Jiang Mianchi gave him a strange look, "Why? It's just a little water, it will dry up in a while."

Qin Zixiu carefully repacked the damp paper towels, and pushed his head with his fingers, "It's summer, it's easy to catch a cold, do you think you'll get sick within a few days after coming here?"

As he spoke, he added in a pretentious manner, "I can't deal with those brats."

Jiang Mianchi rubbed his forehead, feeling that his movements were a little too intimate, so he stepped aside uncomfortably.

Qin Zixiu was about to laugh angrily at his actions, but now he became sensitive and knew to keep his distance.

With the idea of ​​teasing him, Qin Zixiu took the initiative to lean towards him.

Two people, one leaning on and one hiding.

The place under the eaves to shelter from the rain was not big, so he pushed Jiang Mianchi to the side in no time. Seeing that Jiang Mianchi was about to be squeezed under the rain curtain, Qin Zixiu pulled him in with a big hand. into his arms.

The distance between the two suddenly became much closer.

Qin Zixiu put his hand on Jiang Mianchi's waistline, Jiang Mianchi's body was very cold, he rubbed his waist with his hand, and exhaled hot breath in his ears, "Why is it so cold?"

Qin Zixiu was too tall, Jiang Mianchi struggled a few times in his arms but couldn't break free, like a cat being held by the back of the neck.

"…….let me go."

Qin Zixiu let go of his hand obediently, and took the initiative to take a few steps back to give him a place to hide from the rain.

Jiang Mianchi touched his hot earlobe in discomfort, and didn't want to talk to him anymore, but Qin Zixiu didn't say anything more.

The two of them hid from the rain in silence for a while, but the rain was not light at all, but thunder bursts, each sound more frightening.

Qin Zixiu sighed, "It looks like the rain will last all night."

Jiang Mianchi looked at him quietly, as if asking him what he wanted.

Qin Zixiu hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a handsome smirk, "Have you watched idol dramas?"

"..." Jiang Mianchi subconsciously felt bad.

He quickly took off his sun protection jacket, put it on the heads of the two of them, held Jiang Mianchi's wrist with one hand, and whispered in his ear, "Run back in one breath," and then led him out of the rain curtain.

Jiang Mianchi, who has not exercised for 800 years, feels like a kite being walked, weak and helpless in the wind and rain.

In the end, the rain was so heavy that he could barely see the way, so he could only run blindly with Qin Zixiu, listening to the sound of the rain falling and the sound of their hearts beating loudly.

Qin Zixiu didn't care that his aj was covered with muddy water when he stepped on it, and carefully protected him in his arms, trying to protect him from the wind and rain as much as possible.

There's actually a bit of romance in an idol drama, Jiang Mian thought, having fun while suffering.

Fortunately, the place where they hid from the rain was not far from where they lived. After a while, he saw the familiar big yard, and a person was anxiously looking at the door with an umbrella.

Seeing the two of them, he put away his irritable expression and came up to him, without even looking at Qin Zixiu, he protected Jiang Mianchi under his umbrella, muttering, "I knew you were getting wet, go in quickly, here you go!" Make ginger soup, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Mianchi, who was hiding under the umbrella, subconsciously glanced at Qin Zixiu who was still braving the rain.

Qin Zixiu didn't care, he brushed his hair back to reveal his smooth forehead, smiled at him naughtily, and ran into the house by himself.

Kind of handsome.

"Are you listening to me?"

Jiang Mianchi was awakened by these words, and glanced at Lin Sizhi who was speaking, his face was gloomy, and his expression improved a little when he saw Jiang Mianchi withdraw his gaze from Qin Zixiu, "Go in first."

Jiang Mianchi went upstairs to change her clothes, and when she came down, she saw Qin Zixiu and Lin Sizhi sitting face to face, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Lin Sizhi saw Jiang Mianchi went to the kitchen to bring out the boiled ginger soup, and wiped his damp hair with the towel he had prepared earlier.

Qin Zixiu crossed his arms and glanced at the bowl of ginger soup with a half-smile, "Little Zhizhi, do you have my share?"

Lin Sizhi didn't give any face, and said blankly, "No."

Jiang Mianchi took the towel from his hand, "I'll do it myself, you go and pour him a bowl of ginger soup."

Even if he was reluctant, Lin Sizhi would still listen to him, obediently went to the kitchen, and gave Qin Zixiu a secret glance, Qin Zixiu gave him an innocent look.

Jiang Mianchi lowered his head and sipped the hot ginger soup.

Lin Sizhi knew him very well, and put a lot of brown sugar for him. The ginger soup was sweet and hot, and it was delicious to dispel the cold.

Qin Zixiu looked at his movements with great interest as if looking at some rare animal, "Does it taste good?"

"It's delicious."

Lin Sizhi put the bowl in front of Qin Zixiu with a bang, he picked it up and took a sip, choked on it, wrinkled his face and was so sweet that he smacked his tongue, "Cough... what is this, sugar water?"

Jiang Mianchi set a boundary with his bastard with a blank face.

The rain at night was still not small, but the wind was strong, and the trees outside were rustling, mixed with the roar of thunder.

Light from lightning outside can penetrate less blackout curtains.

Jiang Mianchi lay on the bed, her consciousness was drowsy, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, and it was mixed with the outside environment, giving people a feeling of horror.

When Jiang Mianchi opened the door, she saw Lin Sizhi who was hugging the pillow with a pitiful expression on his face. His expression was not as depressed as in the daytime, but now it looked more like usual.

He grabbed the corner of the pillow with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Jiang, I'm a little afraid of thunder, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"..."

He really didn't know that his friend was afraid of thunder.

Lin Sizhi stood at his door, as if he would not leave unless he agreed.

Maybe it was because his expression was too pitiful, or Jiang Mianchi, who was half asleep and half awake, lost the ability to think. He rubbed his drowsy head, and really turned sideways to let him in.

The two of them were lying on Jiang Mianchi's single bed a bit crowded, Lin Sizhi's arms were pressed against his body, after a while, he got up and turned down the air conditioner a few degrees.

The two lay flat on the bed, and Lin Sizhi probed softly, "Jiang Jiang, are you asleep?"

"not yet."

Hearing Jiang Mianchi's response, he fell silent instead, and didn't speak for a long while.

When Jiang Mianchi thought that he would never speak again and just fell asleep, he suddenly heard his soft voice that was hard to catch, "Does Jiang Jiang know? I am very worried about you today."

"...I'm sorry." Jiang Mianchi was stunned for a moment, and offered to apologize.

Lin Sizhi's hands under the blanket were clenched even tighter.

This is always the case.

He was so frank and straightforward, it seemed that he was beating around the bush, hesitating, like a timid clown.

When Lin Sizhi was waiting for him outside holding an umbrella during the day, seeing Qin Zixiu's tacit actions with him, he realized that he was not special to Jiang Mianchi.

The person he likes is born with the ability to attract other people's attention, but he is emotionally passive and easily swayed by others, but he is also very cold at the most critical moment.

People who like him always have a feeling that their relationship with him is suddenly distant and close.

If you don't pay attention, it will be so far away that you can no longer catch him.

The author has something to say: Lin Sizhi: I'm so sour! ! !I'm so sour! ! !I'm a lemonade tonight! ! !

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