my little deskmate

Chapter 46 The Cold War

Xu Yixing's face was pale and helpless, standing there alone, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Bei Juncheng looked at it, and his heart became even more angry.

Who can show such a look?Do you still want Yu Qianrui to come over and comfort him?

The body was uncomfortable, and the mood was even more uncomfortable. After talking about it, not only did he not have the pleasure of venting, but he was even more upset, and said, "Tell me, why did you lose your temper."

Losing his temper?

Xu Yixing lowered his eyes, suddenly feeling a little ridiculous.

It turned out that in Bei Juncheng's eyes, he was losing his temper.

He's angry, he doesn't talk, he's sad, he's sad, he's worried, all of these are temper tantrums, right...so that's it...

It's all his own problem!

Xu Yixing suddenly felt that he had nothing to say to Bei Juncheng, all his previous mood swings were like a joke, and the words "I'm fine" squeezed out from between his teeth.

Bei Juncheng frowned, he sensed something wrong with Xu Yixing, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

His heart became more and more restless, his eyes filled with hostility, and he asked forcefully, "Do you want to tell me?"

"I don't want to." Xu Yixing said decisively.

He was very sad, he didn't want to communicate with Bei Juncheng, he didn't want to talk to him, he didn't even want to see him.

Bei Juncheng raised his eyebrows, and smiled lightly with his thin lips. The anger in his heart had no place to rest, and it was messing around. He really wanted to find someone to fight, but this was school, he couldn't do it, he couldn't fight, he could only endure it .

Taking a deep breath, his knuckles turned white, Bei Juncheng nodded, and said, "You don't want to tell me, okay... very good... I don't want to hear it either..." After speaking, his face The smile on the face disappeared completely, turned around and left without hesitation.

If he doesn't leave, he will lose control of himself.

Xu Yixing watched Bei Juncheng leave in a daze, gasping for breath, tightly covering his oppressed chest with his hands, his deer eyes blinked hazy water vapor.

The body shivered from the cold one after another, and there was still Xiaguang, why was it so cold?

Bei Juncheng talked nonsense about him, and left whenever he wanted to when he was angry. When he was angry, he lost his temper. Why was it so unfair to him?

He really didn't understand what he did wrong!So much so that it seems that all the problems are caused by him.

Xu Yixing was silent and lonely, dazed, completely unaware of how he got back to the dormitory.

Song Anping was not in the dormitory, Miao Xiuran happily sat on a chair with earphones listening to music and playing with his mobile phone.

In the past at this time, he and Bei Juncheng would happily chat about the holidays, eat and fetch water together, and then carry books to the classroom, but now Bei Juncheng sits in a chair by himself and doesn't look back when he hears the door open.

Xu Yixing looked down at Bei Juncheng who had already packed his luggage, made the bed, and made everything ready, then looked at his bare wooden and steel frame bed, took off his shoes, slowly climbed up, and spread it out.

What is easy in Bei Juncheng's hands is not easy for him, he can't do it well no matter what, a small cotton wool seems to be against him, either warped on one side, or uneven on the other side, he Tossing on the bed.

At this moment, Bei Juncheng stood up.

The movements in Xu Yixing's hands stopped.

But he saw Bei Juncheng leaving the dormitory coldly carrying his books.

Xu Yixing sniffed and told himself that this was normal, he should do his own thing, how could he rely on others!Continue your bed making business.

After finally making the bed, he looked at the messy books on his desk, stacked them up one by one slowly, and then hugged them with both hands, these books immediately blocked his sight, He could only look sideways at the road ahead.

Good weight!

It was the first time Xu Yixing realized that these books were so heavy. He gritted his teeth and carried the books towards the classroom.

Slowly, like a snail, he stopped several times on the way because his arms couldn't support him.

When he entered the classroom, he was a little powerless watching the scene of claiming the tables and chairs in full swing.

Bei Juncheng's tables and chairs have been set up, and the books are stacked neatly, but no one is there.

He squatted down slowly, and put the books on the ground where he belonged. The books were not stable, and all slipped and fell apart. He quickly picked them up one by one, piled them into a pile again, and then went to find his own desk. chair.

Song Anping was directing from the podium in front, shouting hoarsely, and said, "There are still some tables and chairs in the small room next to the office, don't worry, if you can't find the tables and chairs, you can look for them there."

There was chaos in the classroom.

"This is mine. Look at the side with my name on it."

"That's mine! Wrapped in paper, you can recognize it at a glance."

……

Xu Yixing's desks and chairs had his name written on the lower left corner, which was written to him by Bei Juncheng, and he had to look down to find them. He looked through them one by one, but he still couldn't find the desks and chairs that belonged to him.

So I ran to the small room next to the office to look for it, and saw that the tables and chairs in the small room were piled high, with the ceiling on the top, and I was stunned on the spot.

This is too much too high!How did he find it!Might as well just use a new set of desks and chairs.

But... his original set of desks and chairs had Bei Juncheng's name written for him, he couldn't bear it...

There were four or five people looking for it inside. Xu Yixing gritted his teeth and tried his best to turn it over, but there were too many tables and chairs, and more people came to look for them, not only from his class, but also from other classes. There is no sense of existence, and it is quickly squeezed out.

Xu Yixing walked out in frustration, walked into the classroom, but was surprised to find that there was a set of desks and chairs on his seat, he hurried to check, and was surprised to find that it was the set that belonged to him!The name remains on it as it is.

Who made it for him?

Xu Yixing looked around, but did not see Bei Juncheng.

Isn't it Bei Juncheng?

Song Anping walked over and said with a smile, "Xu Yixing, your desk was left at the front to put books on during the exam, and it was a bit dirty. I moved it here for you. You can check to see if it belongs to you."

Xu Yixing was stunned for a moment, feeling a little lost in his heart. It turned out that it wasn't Bei Juncheng. He showed a faint smile and thanked, "Thank you, monitor."

"You're welcome, you pack your things first, and you have to clean the classroom as a whole before class. There are a lot of things to do."

Xu Yixing nodded, found a rag to wipe the table, and then moved the books on the floor to the table. Before, Bei Juncheng used his bookend to hold the books of the two together, but now that the two had quarreled, it was obviously impossible to put them together again. Together, he stacked the books on the right side of the table, and put the books that couldn't fit into the belly of the table.

Textbooks, tutorial books, homework books, and tutoring materials purchased by themselves are full.

I'm not used to it...

Song Anping was in front directing the people in the class to work.

In full swing.

Xu Yixing touched the red mark on his arm that had been strangled by the book, and his hand was still a little loose.

He looked down in a daze.

If it weren't for Bei Juncheng, in fact, he should have experienced these things long ago...

It was almost time for self-study in the evening, and the classroom was finally cleaned. Bei Juncheng walked in from the front door of the classroom, and Zhao Feiming appeared with him. Looking at the brand-new classroom, Zhao Feiming said with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work. Just pack it up and put it away." Take it easy, don't just sit around and have nothing to do, tonight is English evening self-study, look at English."

Everyone hurriedly took out their English books to read.

Bei Juncheng sat down beside Xu Yixing, calmly took out his English book and flipped through it, without looking at his deskmate, as if there was no one beside him.

Xu Yixing felt that the side of his body next to Bei Juncheng was numb, and he didn't feel much, but Bei Juncheng moved accordingly, causing his heart to sink into the ice and snow.

Bei Juncheng moved his chair outside, creating a distance between the two of them.

Xu Yixing bowed his head, his face became paler.

Lora came in, her expression was not very good, and she sat on the podium after assigning the task.

Xu Yixing stared blankly at the English book, never realizing that evening self-study alone would be so difficult.

If it was the past, they would either do the questions or memorize the texts in their English evening self-study, and Bei Juncheng would spot check his previous recitations to consolidate his foundation.

But it won't happen now, Bei Juncheng took out the English exercise book and made his own. With that pen, he filled in answers one answer after another. The English exercise book was easy for him, without any difficulty.

Xu Yixing also took out the exercise book. He turned to the page Lora said, and started to do the questions. The first few questions were easy, but when it was the sixth one, he was a little fuzzy.

Should I fill in A or should I fill in B... It seems that both can be...

He subconsciously turned his head and wanted to ask Bei Juncheng. Bei Juncheng would explain it to him in the past, but now he stubbornly resisted this feeling, guessed stuffily, and filled in a random one.

He doesn't want to talk to Bei Juncheng!Absolutely not!

He didn't do anything wrong, it's fine if he doesn't understand, but he was blamed inexplicably, why should he bow his head!

This English evening self-study was so difficult that Xu Yixing's whole body was icy cold, from the top of his head to his toes, as if frozen in ice, strangely stiff.

After evening self-study, Bei Juncheng took the book and left the classroom by himself, ignoring anyone.

Xu Yixing looked at the empty desks and chairs in Beijun City, and packed his things in a daze. After a while, he slowly left the classroom, went downstairs, and walked to the complex building alone.

The complex is no different from before, just as quiet and cool.

Xu Yixing turned on the lights leading from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, and there were two rows of clear footprints on the uncleaned stairs.

The footprints just went up and down

Has anyone been here?Are you here to check out the training room?

Xu Yixing climbed up to the fifth floor where there was no air circulation. He didn't know if it was because he was so sad that he suppressed his timidity. He took out the key and opened the door. The door was quiet, because he hadn't come for seven days, and it was full of dust again. The smell, the closed windows before the holiday made the training room extremely hot and oppressive, making it unbearable.

He coughed uncomfortably, carefully touched the switch on the wall, turned on the light, and the training room was quiet.

The training room where he was alone was large and silent, with nothing but the sound of his own breathing.

Wanting to ventilate, he went to remove the windows, but the windows here were already rusted because they had been used for too long, and it was difficult to remove them. This was what Bei Juncheng did in the past, but now it is very difficult for him to do it.

He opened it for a long time, and the window was only opened a small crack.

The fingernails were almost chopped off.

He squeezed his red fingers, blinked his clear eyes, lost and bewildered.

Forget it, the small slit is the small slit... What can't be done...

He found the training clothes from the storage box, and went to the familiar place behind the curtain to change clothes. The training room was extremely deep and quiet, as if someone was always observing him in a dark place, which made him panic, his fingers trembling, shaking non-stop.

After changing his clothes, he went to turn on the tape recorder, wanting to borrow the tape recorder to let this quiet training room make some other sounds, but the tape recorder was usually made by Bei Juncheng, so he didn't even know how to press it. Nothing happened.

He seemed useless, very useless.

Without Bei Juncheng, he couldn't do anything.

The little man lowered his head and squatted on the ground, shrinking his neck and hugging his knees, extremely helpless.

After a long time, Xu Yixing started to do basic movements, slow and peaceful, but also sad and sad.

No music, no company in the training room, just him alone, when did he become so unaccustomed?

Didn't he also spend time like this before?

The frustration doubled the pain, and it kept churning.

Xu Yixing told himself to be strong, to endure, and to believe that he could solve these difficulties.

Slap!A tear fell silently on the floor.

Slap!Another drop.

Tears flowed silently down his face, but were wiped away by his stubborn little hands.

it's nothing!What is this!Bei Juncheng said that about you, why are you still thinking about him!does it worth?

Don't think, don't think!You just have a hard time getting used to it.

Have a little backbone, okay?Xu Yixing!

Bei Juncheng who returned to the dormitory attracted the attention of Song Anping and Miao Xiuran.

Song Anping said, "Hey, Bei Juncheng, shouldn't you be training with Xu Yixing at the complex at this time? Why are you back alone today?"

Bei Juncheng said expressionlessly, "I'm not going."

Song Anping looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Ah? Why?"

Bei Juncheng said irritably, "There is no reason, he is not a child, why do you want me to accompany him!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Anping and Miao Xiuran were stunned.

This is a quarrel?Have a disagreement?

Bei Juncheng sat on his seat, took out the book and read it, but he couldn't read the book after turning a few pages. He slammed down on the table with a thud, his chest heaving rapidly.

The other two were startled by his appearance.

Immediately fell silent.

The black vortexes in Bei Juncheng's eyes were rolling, and the hostility became more and more serious.

damn it!

Why is he so unaccustomed to it!

Why do you still think about where he is now, what he is doing, and whether he will do well!

What about Xu Yixing has nothing to do with him!The other party has already said, don't worry about it, don't worry about it, understand!Why bother to go up and make a fool of yourself?

He said: Don't worry about it.

He said: I don't want to talk to you.

These two sentences are clear and clear enough. He is bored, doesn't like it, and doesn't want to anymore. It's like a toy that he once liked. It's useless after being accompanied by a low period.

And then a nice new toy!

Bei Juncheng stood up abruptly, startling the other two, but he just packed his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Miao Xiuran was timid, and said in a low voice, "I used to want to see what it would be like when the two of them quarreled, but now I think it's better for the two of them not to quarrel." Bei Juncheng's appearance was too terrifying Okay, the whole body is full of low air pressure, once he sits here, no one else can talk or move.

Song Anping was dumbfounded by what he said, and worried, "What do you think? I just hope that these two people will get back together soon. It's very worrying..."

Dormitory 506 was extraordinarily quiet this night, no one spoke, and the silence was extremely depressing.

At around ten o'clock at night, Xu Yixing came back alone, his eyelids were slightly pink, and there were one or two streaks of blood in his clear eyes, his nose was red, and his pale face was expressionless.

Song Anping looked at him worriedly, and opened his lips to ask something, but thinking that there was another party involved, Bei Juncheng, in the dormitory, asking him on the spot might complicate the matter, so he had to slowly close his lips again.

Xu Yixing looked back at him, and smiled at him with his lips pursed. The smile was full of crystal clear fragility, it would be better not to smile.

Song Anping felt a little distressed.

I really don't know what happened to these two people!It's almost like they are torturing each other!

Xu Yixing looked in the direction of Bei Juncheng, and found that the other person was not in the position. Looking up, the quilt on the bed was bulging, and he should have fallen asleep.

fell asleep...

Xu Yixing's eyes dimmed even more. He didn't bring the book back, so let's take a shower and go to bed.

He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He picked up the hot water bottle, but found that the hot water bottle was extremely light. He suddenly remembered that he forgot to carry the hot water today.

It's just like the house leaks and it rains all night.

This kind of thing can actually be forgotten!

……

Xu Yixing directly picked up the basin and went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, cold water flowed out, Xu Yixing threw the towel in, took off his clothes, revealing his white and resilient body, picked up the towel and wiped his body.

Hiss... so cold... He shuddered all over, gritted his teeth and continued to wash.

The more he washed, the colder he got, and when he came out of the bathroom, he was still shivering.

It's not that I haven't taken a cold shower before, but it's never been cold this time. It's like the cold has invaded the bone marrow, and it's so cold.

The clothes were thrown in the basin, and Bei Juncheng's dirty clothes were not seen, so he confirmed that he had washed them, picked up the water by himself, picked up the washing powder to soak the clothes, and then stepped on it with his feet, almost because of the slippery washing powder And fell down.

He held the edge of the pool with one hand, stepped on the bubbles in the basin, and then changed the water again, regardless of whether the clothes were washed or not, seeing that there were no bubbles, he picked up the clothes hanger to dry.

The water on the clothes dripped down.

See, although he can't do it well, he can actually do anything!

When he climbed onto the bed, he immediately saw Bei Juncheng's profile from his side.

He should be sleeping on his stomach, with his black face facing the inner wall, his eyes closed, his eyelashes curled up, and he was sound asleep expressionlessly.

Xu Yixing's heart softened immediately.

He stared blankly, squatting on the bed, reluctant to take his eyes away.

After a long time, he sighed softly, lay down and looked at Bei Juncheng again.

During the 7 days, I thought there would be a joy after the reunion, but what greeted them was a dispute after the reunion.

He doesn't understand why it has evolved into what it is now.

He wanted to touch Bei Juncheng very much, very much.

But...there are two other people below...and he is not sure if Bei Juncheng is really asleep, if he is not asleep, there is no way to explain his behavior.

At this time the door was knocked, Xu Yixing jumped down quickly, pretending to be asleep, the teacher who checked the bedroom came in, saw two people sleeping in the room, came in softly to have a look, and left again.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights were turned off on time, and the people in the dormitory were lying on the bed, ready to fall asleep.

Xu Yixing didn't fall asleep.

He sat up quietly again, looking at Bei Juncheng.

The night covered Bei Juncheng with a layer of soft light, which made Xu Yixing not see clearly.

At this time, Bei Juncheng should have fallen asleep... I haven't seen him move for a long time.

He couldn't help it anymore, he pulled out his fingers, crossed the edge of the bed, stretched to the front, touched Bei Juncheng's hair, it was still as hard as ever, touched his forehead, it was warm and hot, as if he had been scalded, Quickly retracted.

He couldn't help sighing in the dark night, his own voice could be heard clearly in the silent air, he quickly covered his mouth, and checked what was going on in Bei Juncheng.

After 1 minute...it doesn't seem to move...

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay down.

It had to be said that today was a day he never thought of, and he had never been so powerless and at a loss.

Does he really want to quarrel with Bei Juncheng?He didn't want to, not at all!

Then why did it become the way he least wanted to see now?

If he didn't think about his grievances and endured it at that time, wouldn't he become what he is now?

But he didn't know that the moment he lay down, Bei Juncheng's eyes opened.

No matter how soundly he slept, he was awakened by the cold touch, and the other party's hand was like ice.

What does Xu Yixing want to do?

Didn't he say he didn't care and didn't want to talk to him?Why touch him?

Damn, he can't sleep!

This night, the two of them faced each other head to head, with their eyes open, thinking about many things silently, but also did not sleep well.

The next morning, Bei Juncheng got up normally, washed up and went out as usual.

The moment he went out, Xu Yixing also got up, changed into his school uniform, and walked out of the apartment.

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