I'm not popular, it's all your fault no matter what.

Cui Yan stood at the door of the classroom, hesitating whether to go in or not.

His heartbeat was a little dull, accompanied by a little tingling, his hand reached for the doorknob, but stopped again, not daring to push the door open.

He was very clear about what was coming, but he also knew that he couldn't escape, resisting the urge to turn around and leave, Cui Yan still pushed the door open.

He stopped outside the door and didn't take another step inside. A bag of garbage that smelled bad fell from the gap between the door panel and the door frame, and scattered on the ground.

Cui Yan couldn't help taking a step back, and pursed his lips tightly. If he had just walked in while pushing the door open, then the bag of garbage would not have fallen on the ground but on his head.

"Cut—" There was a burst of disappointed boos in the classroom, and Cui Yan looked over, only to see faces full of malice.

He doesn't know what they look like, but he can clearly feel that everyone has strong malice towards him, and the cold eyes are focused on him. This feeling makes him instantly want to escape from this space impulse.

"Jingle Bell--"

Cui Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to his seat when the class bell rang. During the period, someone stretched out his foot trying to trip him, but Cui Yan, who had been paying attention, dodged it.

Approaching the desk, you can see all kinds of insulting words and scribbles written on it with oil-based pens. Cui Yan reached into the drawer, and as expected, he encountered a furry and cold object. He suppressed his nausea Grab that thing and throw it on the ground, it's a dead hamster.

There was a note with his name on it.

With mocking titters coming from all directions, Cui Yan clenched his hands into fists and couldn't help trembling.

He couldn't tell whether it was grievance or anger that filled his heart, he suddenly felt his nose was burning, and there was something blocked in his heart, which prevented him from breathing smoothly.

When the attack was about to happen, the teacher came in. He looked at Cui Yan and said, "Cui Yan, why don't you go back to your seat, class is already in class."

Then he frowned and looked at the garbage on the ground at the door: "What's going on here! It's so dirty!"

No one answered.

Cui Yan looked at the teacher expressionlessly, then looked around, and finally sat down slowly.

The person sitting in the back suddenly pulled the chair back with his foot, Cui Yan inevitably sat empty, and was about to fall to the ground!

The sudden weightlessness woke him up.

His body trembled violently, and then he opened his eyes. Except for the slightly sweaty forehead behind his slightly rapid breathing, no one could tell that he just had a very bad dream.

"...Cui Yan?" Cui Yan, who was still in a daze, was brought back to consciousness by the sound. He blinked, turned his neck slightly, and made a slight rustling sound as his hair rubbed against the pillow.

He saw someone standing in front of his bed, Cui Yan could only see his thighs while lying on the bed, looked up and saw a silly face.

Although it is indeed a very handsome face, when he looks at it, he always feels a sense of stupidity.

Cui Yan saw that Ji Miao didn't speak. Ji Miao, who was relieved to be stared at him, sweated, and quickly coughed dryly to divert his attention:

"Well, I made porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, would you like some?"

Cui Yan looked at him silently, blinked after hearing this word, and nodded slightly.

So Ji Miao, who got the approval, ran to the kitchen to serve porridge, leaving Cui Yan lying on the bed staring at the ceiling blankly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

I don't know how long I was in a daze, a person flashed across the room, he muttered "Hot, hot!", and quickly put a steaming bowl on the bedside.

"Ah, it's a little hot. By the way, Cui Yan, how do you feel now? Can you sit up?" Ji Miao leaned over with a concerned expression.

Cui Yan glanced at him, propped himself up and sat up slowly, but still didn't want to talk, he reached out to take the porridge, but when he was about to touch it, he saw Ji Miao shrank his hand back suddenly.

Cui Yan:?

For some reason, Ji Miao was a little embarrassed:

"Well, the porridge is still a little hot, let me feed you!"

Cui Yan: "...I refuse."

At the beginning, he realized that his voice was unbearably hoarse.

Ji Miao looked at him with a troubled expression on her face, but she stubbornly held the spoon and did not let it go. Cui Yan couldn't help but loosen because of his entanglement. She was about to open her mouth but saw something black in the porridge, so she turned her head away.

Ji Miao: "Eh??" Didn't Cui Yan want him to feed it just now? ?

Cui Yan: "I don't eat preserved eggs." When he said this, the word disgust was written on his face.

"Uh..." Ji Miao blacked out.

So the hard-working little girl Ji Miao began to pick out all the preserved eggs in the porridge, while thinking: "Actually, the preserved eggs are delicious..."

Cui Yan: "Hmph."

Finally picking out all the preserved eggs, Ji Miao reluctantly coaxed Cui Yan to eat a bowl of porridge, but couldn't help wiping off her sweat.

I feel that after Cui Xiansheng’s illness, his character is like a child’s. He’s very capricious, but the most terrible thing is that he actually thinks it’s quite cute_(:з」∠)_

Ji Miao fell into self-doubt about whether she was a jerk.

"...how did I get dizzy?" Cui Yan, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Ah, you fainted because of hypoglycemia. Cui Yan, you didn't eat well, right? That's not okay." After hearing this, Ji Miao replied helplessly, because he had encountered this kind of situation before, so when Cui Yan fell After the accident, he didn't rush to call an ambulance immediately, but immediately ran to a nearby pharmacy to buy a box of oral glucose solution for Cui Yan to infuse.

"Oh, that's it." Cui Yan said, wondering why there was an uncomfortable sweet taste in his mouth when he just woke up.

After all, glucose solution is simply sugar water, which is used to replenish sugar and energy in an emergency.

However, he actually felt... a little ashamed.

Suddenly fainting in front of others or something.

This is the same as when he fell down before, his first reaction was not pain, but "ah, it's so embarrassing to be seen by others".

What's wrong with this.

Ji Miao took the bowl back to the kitchen and started to turn on the water to wash the dishes, but found that there was no detergent or dishcloth in the kitchen.

Shocked, he observed Cui Yan's house again, only to find that there was nothing there!

Feeling unacceptable, Ji Miao went to Cui Yan for verification, and found out that his life was basically eating→going outside, clothes→washing machine, refrigerator→decoration...

Ji Miao: So, so you say this house is for sleeping? !

Cui Yan: No, it can also charge mobile phones and computers.

Ask again, Cui Yan's last meal was at noon... Well, yesterday's noon.

Ji Miao felt that if she left this person alone, maybe one day this person would starve to death across from her house...

So Cui Yan who just got up just saw the back of someone who suddenly ran out from his house, curled his lips, ignoring a trace of loss in his heart, Cui Yan simply went back to bed and closed his eyes to rest.

Originally, he just wanted to squint for a while, but it turned out that Cui Yan closed his eyes and fell asleep within a few minutes, and was awakened by knocking on the door after some time.

He went to open the door with a strong sense of getting up, but suddenly lost his temper when he saw Ji Miao standing outside the door carrying big bags and small bags. Cui Yan let him in, and then sat on the sofa to watch Ji Miao busy decorating the home, As for himself, he was as idle as an old man, and Ge You collapsed on the sofa.

Cui Yan was a little taken aback seeing Ji Miao's renovation of the place that was originally only used as a sleeping and working place.

In addition to the kitchen utensils he had never used, the kitchen also had cleaning tools and several beautiful dishes. On the empty table in the living room, a fish tank appeared. There were two goldfish in it, one gold and one red. A pot of Chlorophytum, the leaves are so crisp and tender that they seem to be dripping water.

It seems... a little more popular, in this empty house.

Ji Miao, who was finally done with work, sat down next to Cui Yan tiredly. He just ran up and down to buy a lot of things.

Suddenly I heard Cui Yan who was next to me say: "...I'm sorry."

This sentence made him almost fall off the sofa.

"Hey Yanda, why are you apologizing all of a sudden?!" Ji Miao was so frightened that she called back to Cui Yan's previous address, and immediately reacted and changed it after receiving a stare from the other party.

"I..." Cui Yan hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips and said, "I didn't treat you very well before... Just now, I have troubled you so much..."

Ji Miao: Yanda treats me badly?Is there? ? ?

Well this guy didn't feel it at all.

Cui Yan saw what Ji Miao was thinking, and couldn't help but be speechless—that's right, this guy is very insane.

He couldn't help but feel glad that he didn't really say those words.

Lips are soft, but they can often utter the most hurtful words.

Even if you apologize afterwards and the other party forgives you, the hurt you caused will always leave a scar in your heart and memory.

Cui Yan was entertaining in his heart, but Ji Miao just smirked: "Actually, Cui Yan, you don't need to care about anything. Anyway, I have a lot of free time on vacation, and when I was young, neighbors often helped each other. This is already a habit. .”

"Oh, neighbor... ah." Cui Yanwei was a little unhappy, but quickly put away this little emotion.

Because he was grateful to Ji Miao, he wanted to do something for the other party, but he couldn't think of what to do for a while, and at the same time, he might have some ulterior motives for the other party in his heart, so it was very strange, Cui Yan Yan said to Ji Miao cautiously:

"Since you are on vacation, then...how about I go to your house and let's play games together?"

The author has something to say: Boys’ friendship is reflected in playing games together (no)

Speaking of which, there are about 5 words left in this article?The scumbag author tries to finish it before May

PS: I hope to collect 2000 before the end... If I pass, I will write meat!

Another PS: There is no list and I keep dropping favorites, little angels, please comment more to warm up the scumbag author _(:з」∠)_ (too cold to hug myself)