He and him in another life

[Yipi/Ang Pi] He and him in another life

Author: Rong Chengjiu

A collection of short stories written by Yipi or Angpi.

Each story has its own plot.

The ending is sad and happy.

Write it on a whim, write it when you think of it, and finish it completely if you can't write it someday.

Content tags: soft spot

Search keywords: Protagonist: Cao Pi, Sima Yi, Cao Ang┃Supporting role: Cao Wei Zhongsheng┃Others:

stockholm lovers

During dinner, Cao Pi suddenly said that he wanted to buy a fish tank and raise some fish. Sima Yi said yes without thinking. The academic report to be used.

Cao Pi consciously began to clean up the table, but was obviously dissatisfied with Sima Yi's inattentiveness. He turned to the kitchen and began to wash the dishes clangingly, flushing the water while muttering something in a low voice.

The sound of porcelain clinking in the kitchen from time to time made Sima Yi startled. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen. He almost felt that there was a big cloud of black resentment floating out there.

Cao Pi came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, only to find that Sima Yi was nowhere to be seen, only his office notebook was left alone on the sofa, and the screen was still on.

What about people?

Walking over and sinking himself into the sofa, Cao Pi didn't bother to bother when he heard the movement in the cloakroom. He just stared at the words "XX Academic Research Report" on the computer screen and thought helplessly. He probably wanted to find someone from the college again. Old professor.

As soon as Sima Yi came out of the cloakroom, he saw his listless appearance, couldn't help laughing, and threw him a coat, "Put it on."

"What are you doing?" The coat was placed on Cao Pi's head impartially, making his voice sound a little muffled.

"Buy a fish tank." Sima Yi has already buttoned the last button of his windbreaker.

Cao Pi was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that he stood up, put on his coat quickly, and smiled, "Let's go."

As soon as Sima Yi entered the house, he was taken aback—there was a wall in the living room that was still too empty, but now it was mostly blocked by a huge aquarium.Then he began to regret, and secretly scolded himself that he should not have gone out to smoke that cigarette when he went to the home city to pick out a fish tank last night, and let Cao Pi decide the model of the fish tank by himself.

Hearing a familiar sigh behind him, Cao Pi turned his head and smiled proudly, "How is it? I have good taste, right?"

Going forward to take a closer look, Sima Yi had to admit that the aquarium and the decoration style of the living room actually matched well, and looking closer, the size didn't seem that exaggerated, at least not taller than himself.

Maybe...the problem is not with the aquarium?

Sima Yi turned his gaze to Cao Pi, who was half a head shorter than himself, "Cao Pi."

"Huh?" Cao Pi was still immersed in the freshness of the aquarium.

"This thing seems to be taller than you."

"..."

"I mean, you'd better not clean the tank by yourself, or you won't be able to get out if you fall in."

Cao Pi clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"Si-Ma-Yi--is tall and amazing!"

In any case, the aquarium was settled in Sima Yi's house in this way, and Cao Pi raised a large group of anchovies in it.

Clear and transparent water, strange coral stones, green aquatic plants, colorful fish.

Cao Pi felt very satisfied.

Leaning on the sofa, he looked at the man on the other side of the sofa who was warming his feet with one hand and typing on the computer keyboard with the other. He buried his face in a thick book and laughed silently.

Most importantly, there is someone who raises fish with himself.

Cao Pi and Sima Yi have an inexplicable and dramatic encounter.

It was Sima Yi's first class at C University, but it wasn't the first time in his life that he spoke in front of hundreds of people, so there was nothing to be nervous about.When he arrived at the first teaching building, it was less than a quarter of an hour before the class began. Sima Yi walked to the elevator room unhurriedly, looked at the large group of students blocking the elevator door, and looked at the number 11 that had been stuck at [-]. , Finally decided to go up the stairs.

While thinking about the content of today's class, he silently counted the number of floors he had climbed. When he counted to five, Sima Yi stretched out his hand and opened the door of the stairwell, and returned to the corridor.

After looking around, he stopped a passing student, "Student, where is the lecture theater on this floor?"

"The one at the top." He raised his hand and pointed to the end of the corridor on the right, and the student hurried into a classroom.

"Thank you." After thanking the air, Sima Yi walked towards the lecture theater.

Less than 10 minutes before the start of class, Sima Yi went in and put away his books and looked under the podium. He was a little surprised to see only a dozen or so students.What was even more strange was that the students below who had noticed him started packing their things and walked out of the classroom one after another. When it was time for class, only him and a boy sitting in the third row were left in the classroom.

Sima Yi was shocked but didn't say much. He simply introduced himself and started the class as usual.

One-to-one teaching, but unfortunately, the only boy who stayed behind seemed not interested in advanced algebra, but preferred to write and draw on paper, and only occasionally looked up at the podium.It wasn't until the end of get out of class that the boy stopped what he was doing and stared straight at Sima Yi with his chin propped up, with a subtle smile in his dark and bright eyes.

Sima Yi was a little scared by him, but he couldn't say anything, so he pretended he didn't see it.

At the end of the two-hour class, Sima Yi announced that the get out of class was over on time, and was about to pack up his things and leave, but the boy said, "Teacher, don't you want to call the roll?"

The boy's voice was as clear and pleasant as his eyes.

"Uh." After thinking for a while, Sima Yi took out the roll roll with hundreds of names printed on it, and was about to ask the boy's name when the phone in his pocket vibrated.Handing the pen to the boy to signal him to sign in, Sima Yi picked up the phone, "Hello? Hey, Dean... I'm in the classroom."

The boy took the pen and lowered his head to draw a tick on the roster. For some reason, his smile deepened.

"Okay, I see." After hanging up the phone, Sima Yi frowned before turning to the boy, "I'm done signing..." Before I could say the word "?", I saw the boy walking to the door of the classroom with his bag on his back, and He ticked off all the names on the roll.

Hearing Sima Yi's voice, the boy stopped, turned his head, and said something amazing——

"Teacher Sima, you seem to have entered the wrong classroom."

Sima Yi finally understood why the dean asked him why he skipped class on the first day when he came up on the phone.

Later, Sima Yi finally found out that none of the buildings in this school had a fourth floor, so he counted five floors in the morning, but actually went to the sixth floor.And the boy who watched the good show for two hours and finally told himself that he had gone to the wrong classroom was Cao Pi.

Cao Pi and Sima Yi mentioned the first meeting. Sima Yi pretended to be calm and flipped through the newspaper, and said with a smirk: "You are really good at it. Would it be interesting for a student from the Chinese Department to accompany you to listen to the Gaodai class for two hours?"

"You don't know how funny your last expression is." Rushing to Sima Yi's side, Cao Pi put an arm on his shoulder, smiling a little desperately, "Did you really want to shoot me to death at that time?"

Glancing at him, Sima Yi sneered, "It's more than that."

"Then why don't you do it?" Cao Pi continued desperately.

Throwing away the newspaper in his hand, Sima Yi suddenly turned around and pushed him down on the sofa. He said with a sinister smile, "Rather than shooting him to death then, it would be better to kill him now."

Before Cao Pi could react, he was stripped off.

From sofa to floor, from living room to bedroom.

Before falling asleep, Cao Pi had only one sentence in his mind - nozuonodie.

Sima Yi looked at his peaceful sleeping face, and lightly turned off the wait, letting the softness in his eyes melt into the darkness.

By accident, I happened to meet you.

After the academic seminar was over, Sima Yi finally stopped being so busy. In the morning, he could sit at home with Cao Pi and have breakfast with peace of mind, before driving to school together.Then go home together in the afternoon, eat out or simply get something to eat.

Cao Pi's taste is on the sweet side, while Sima Yi's taste is on the salty side, and the two have to argue for a long time about what to eat every time.It's better to talk outside, each order their own favorite dishes, if it's at home, the problem is... well, then it's easier to solve.

The reason is simple, Cao Pi can't cook.

Sima Yi only needs to say "I want to eat and make it myself" is more effective than anything else.

In the end, Cao Pi groaned and went to the table angrily, but he never saw him eat less, saying that he would not eat for nothing, and the ultimate goal was to make Sima Yi poor.

Of course, with his appetite, he probably wouldn't be able to eat enough of Sima Yi in his next life.

Sima Yi was happy to admire him at the dinner table angrily pushing the rice into his mouth vigorously.

After the meal, Cao Pi was so full that he was sleepy on the sofa, while he happily put away the table and washed the dishes. He conjured up a plate of grapes from somewhere, washed them and sent them to Cao Pi. The look of resentment.

"You owe it, Sima." Seeing him eating by himself, Cao Pi said viciously.

"It's not big or small." Sima Yi said, putting a peeled grape to his mouth, "Come on, ah—"

"..."

You ask Cao Pi whether he ate or not in the end?

I don't know, anyway, the next day Sima Yi put an OK bandage on his fingertips.

At five o'clock in the morning, Cao Pi was awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone.Fumbled across the bedside table in a daze