The pheromone of school grass is poisonous

Zhou Yan was lying on Xiao Yi's bed that night, the dark textured quilt was stained with the scent of wood pine, he couldn't remember exactly what dream he had, he only felt that the dream was strange, hot and humid.

When I woke up, the sky was bright outside the window.

Zhou Yan looked at the board of the upper bunk, and realized some unspeakable change in himself under the quilt, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to black.

Fortunately, there is no one in the dormitory, Zhou Yan thought in despair.

The most embarrassing thing is coming back from morning exercises.

Xiao Yi walked in the back, holding a packed lunch box in his hand, Zhao Xu asked Zhou Yan how it feels to sleep late in the dormitory?

Zhou Yan half-lyed on the bed and said, "Why don't you try the feeling of breaking a leg?"

Zhao Xu quickly waved his hand: "No, thank you."

During the interval of speaking, Xiao Yi glanced over to the balcony, paused, and then turned away naturally.

Zhou Yan noticed, his heart tightened, and he was done thinking.

After all, his boxer briefs were hanging there, blowing in the wind.

Zhou Yan went to take a look at Xiao Yi, and found that his expression was normal.

Is it a coincidence?What should he not have found?

Zhou Yan just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Yi put the bag on the table, glanced at his feet and said, "You just injured your feet, try to move as little as possible."

Zhu Qi was next to him, and he answered casually: "Where did he move? Didn't he lie in bed all morning."

Xiao Yi looked at Zhou Yan and curled his lips: "I'm just reminding you."

Zhou Yan burst into tears immediately.

I thought that guy Xiao Yi must have thought of something he shouldn't have thought of!

This face is not only thrown to the other side of the ocean, it is thrown to his grandma's Mars.

This matter made Zhou Yan close to himself for a long time, thinking about it was so embarrassing that he wanted to scratch the wall.

Fortunately, Young Master Zhou's quality of mind is not bad, he insisted on acting as if nothing had happened, and convinced himself that it had happened to Xiao Yi face to face when he got up early, this is a bird!

But the time spent in the dormitory after being injured is really boring.

High school is not like a university. Students basically spend their time in the classroom from morning to night. Zhou Yan was so bored that he just sat up and studied the questions.

Xiao Yi will organize a separate copy of the daily class notes and bring them to him, and at night he will go through the papers that Zhou Yan has done.After all, the bet was there, and with Xiao Yi's attitude, Zhou Yan felt deeply guilty for not doing two sets of questions.

Zhou Yan stayed in the dormitory like this for nearly three weeks, which he found incredible.

It's almost November, and the weather in Haicheng is getting colder. If you stay in the dormitory and get up to go to the toilet, you have to wear a sweater.

It was almost time for Zhou Yan's foot to have a plaster cast removed.

That night Xiao Yi sat at the desk as usual, correcting the set of questions that Zhou Yan had done during the day.Zhou Yan sat on the chair next to him and flicked his mobile phone, waiting for Xiao Yi to give a wrong question.

After flipping through it, I found WeChat.

The latest news is the chat record with Xiao Yi in the last class in the afternoon.

Zhou Yan: "I want to eat the fried noodles on the first floor at night, no seaweed and bean sprouts, and ask the boss to put less salt. The last time it was really terrible."

Xiao Yi: "Understood."

Zhou Yan: "One more bottle of drink, iced."

Xiao Yi: "You drink ice because you're afraid of the cold?"

Zhou Yan: "That's cool."

After waiting there for a few minutes, he seemed to know that even if he didn't bring it, he could hop downstairs to buy it on his own, and finally replied, "I'll bring it for you after class."

This has been almost the norm for the past three weeks. Zhou Yan didn't realize how natural his tone of speaking to the other party was, and he didn't know how to write the word polite.

Zhou Yan flipped through the chat records of the two, and glanced at the person leaning on the chair at the moment.

Xiao Yi never posted on Moments, his WeChat name was just an extremely perfunctory comma, and his avatar was a bit like the kind of stream-of-consciousness pictures that always test people's hearts. It hasn't changed since Zhou Yan added his WeChat.

Zhou Yan complained silently at the beginning, saying that the invisible coolness is the most deadly.

Staring at his avatar for a long time, Zhou Yan accidentally put the original chat box on top.

After the operation, he felt that his throat was burning, and he reached for the water on the table.

Xiao Yi next to him noticed his movement and reached out to help him.

So they folded their hands and held the body of the bottle. Both of them were stunned for a moment. Xiao Yi reacted first, retracted his hand naturally, and said with a frown: "I didn't connect you to the corridor. Boiling water, drink less ice."

Zhou Yan withdrew his hand silently: "...Oh."

The warm touch of Xiao Yi's palm still lingered on the back of his hand, in contrast to his cold temperature.

He has been like this since he was a child, and his hands and feet are cold when it is cold. The doctor said earlier that this has something to do with his undifferentiated physique.

He is afraid of heat, but also afraid of cold.

But Master Zhou is just like this, eating hot pot in summer and popsicles in winter, and even his living habits are rebellious like rebellious people.

Xiao Yi was still correcting the test paper with his head down, and asked Zhou Yan who was still in a daze, "Tomorrow weekend, do you want to go to Uncle Qi's? He knows you broke your leg, so he told you to come and have dinner."

"Go." After Zhou Yan finished speaking, he was surprised: "But why didn't he tell me himself?"

Xiao Yi turned to look at him: "Is there a difference?"

Zhou Yan: "...No."

Xiao Yi: "Well, go and remove the plaster tomorrow first, I'll be with you."

Zhou Yan: "...OK."

In the morning of the next day, Zhou Yan and Xiao Yi went out together. It was like going to jail for more than half a month. Zhou Yan felt that he was about to get moldy.

After finally dismantling the thing on the foot, I was still a little excited.

But the weather was not good, it started to rain early in the morning.

His feet can basically get off the ground now, but the plaster cast doesn't work, so he needs someone to support him.

Before going out, Xiao Yi frowned as soon as he touched his arm: "Just wearing a short sleeve?"

Zhou Yan was inexplicably guilty, "Ah."

Xiao Yi let go of him and said, "Go and add one more."

"Farewell." Zhou Yan struggled, "The outer coat I bought was originally a small size, and adding another coat inside will obviously damage my handsome image, so I don't want to add it."

Xiao Yi was wearing a shoulder bag, leaning against the door with his hands folded and watching him not moving.

Zhou Yan confronted him for two seconds, and confessed: "Ja Jia Jia, can I add it?"

This kind of scene was basically normal between the two since Zhou Yan was injured. Although Xiao Yi usually looked cold, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, Zhou Yan and Xiao Yi had known each other since they first entered the school.

Zhao Xu and the others are all stubborn, and they would laugh at Zhou Yan in such a situation, thinking that it would be bad luck to be targeted by Xiao Yi.

Among them, Li Shuli had to be excluded.

It had been quite a long time since he was not in the dormitory except when he was sleeping. No matter how serious Zhao Xu and the others were, they could see that something was wrong between Zhou Yan and him.

But everyone also tacitly agreed that the two people's auras were not compatible, so they didn't say much.

It was almost noon when the two came out of the hospital, and they were not used to removing the plaster cast at first.

Take a taxi to Qi Lei's side.

When entering the door, it was the crown prince who rushed over first, circled around Xiao Yi's feet twice, Zhou Yan knelt down to hug him, it was very strange that the proud crown prince didn't stretch out his claws to scratch him.

Qi Lei was still preparing the meal, when he saw the two of them he smiled and said: "Come on, come in and wash your hands, we can start the meal."

After Xiao Yi lived in school, the prince took care of Qi Lei.

Zhou Yan walked in with the prince in his arms, and said in surprise, "Uncle Qi, you teach cats well."

Qi Lei glanced at the prince in his arms, and said with a smile: "No, I still ignore people like that here, I guess I don't hate you in the first place, I let you hug me because I remember the breath on your body."

Zhou Yan turned to look at Xiao Yi, but didn't pay attention to the ambiguity in Qi Lei's words.

Is it his own breath, or is it contaminated with Xiao Yi's breath?

As a result, as soon as the prince saw Xiao Yi, he swooped down from Zhou Yan's arms, circled around Xiao Yi, and hooked his trouser legs from time to time.

Zhou Yan looked at the cat and complained to Xiao Yi: "Your prince is so ruthless."

Xiao Yi glanced at him lightly: "Zhao Xu and the others haven't been able to get close to it for several years, so be content with this treatment."

Zhou Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "...that's really my honor."

For the ruthless prince who only loved him briefly, Zhou Yan gave up, moved to the table, and praised without hesitation: "Uncle Qi, your craftsmanship is too good."

"Just do it casually." Qi Lei asked him with a plate: "I heard that boy Xiao Yi said that you fell your foot, are you okay now?"

"It's okay, the doctor said just be careful."

Zhou Yan didn't exaggerate, Uncle Qi's craftsmanship is really good, Zhou Yan even ate an extra bowl of rice than usual.

He couldn't sit still after eating, and said he would help clean up.

As soon as he picked up an empty bowl, Xiao Yi took it away. Zhou Yan was stunned, remembering the experience of dropping a bowl at Xiao Yi's place before, facing Qi Lei's gaze, he said bravely, "I can."

Xiao Yi sneered mercilessly: "What can you do? Perform plate throwing?"

"you……"

Qi Lei watched for a long time, smiled and said to Zhou Yan: "Let him do the washing, this kid is not very good at cooking, but he is quite skilled at washing dishes."

Zhou Yan gave up his plan to follow Xiao Yi into the kitchen, and sat on the sofa with Qi Lei.

Zhou Yan asked curiously: "Uncle Qi, who did you learn this skill from?"

"I figured it out myself."

"Self taught?"

"Yes." Qi Lei's expression was a little emotional, he glanced towards the kitchen and said, "Did he tell you about my identity?"

Zhou Yan frowned: "To mention a little bit, he was a soldier, is he a private bodyguard?"

"Yes." Qi Lei asked again: "Do you know who to protect?"

Zhou Yan was a little confused, looking at Qi Lei's smiling eyes, something flashed in his mind.

The private bodyguard has been living here in Xitang for many years. Although Xiao Yi is a street fighter, he has a completely different wealth and temperament from ordinary gangsters, and Xiao Yi's Alpha gene is very good at first glance.

Zhou Yan stared: "The object of your protection will not be..."

"That's right, that kid." Qi Lei seemed to be amused by his shocked eyes, and said, "It's not a secret at all, it's just that kid doesn't like to mention it. I'm his grandfather's soldier, his parents They are all important officials of very outstanding national research institutes, and the nature of their work is very confidential. Xiao Yi died unexpectedly that year, and Xiao Yi has since lost contact."

Zhou Yan is still digesting this information.

Qi Lei went on to say: "His grandfather is very anxious, we also searched for nearly two years before finding him in Haicheng. He was very thin at that time, and he always had injuries from fighting with others, because he refused to leave Here, I will stay here, and after a long time, I will learn some skills."

"That's it." Zhou Yan murmured.

Although Qi Lei and Xiao Yi did not expect to have such a relationship, many things were expected.

He suddenly lost his parents and lived alone since he was very young.

Zhou Yan chatted with Qi Lei for a while, then went to the kitchen.

He was leaning against the door, Xiao Yi was bending over slightly to wash dishes in the sink, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his thin forearms.

Xiao Yi seemed to have eyes behind him, and asked without turning his head, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Zhou Yan stepped forward.

Xiao Yi shook off the drops of water on his hand, turned his head to look at him, "What did Uncle Qi tell you?"

"I heard from Uncle Qi that your grandfather intends to let you go back." Zhou Yan put his hands on the stove and looked into Xiao Yi's eyes, and finally asked, "Are you...will you go?"

Although Xiao Yi grew up in Haicheng, according to Qi Lei's words, he will leave here one day.

The moment he asked, Zhou Yan didn't realize how nervous he was.

Xiao Yi suddenly smiled, and approached him: "What? You don't want me to go?"

Zhou Yan was forced to lean back slightly, swallowed his saliva, and originally wanted to say who cares if you go or not.

The exported words became: "Ah, I don't want to."

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