lend me a bite

It was getting dark.

Shan Qiye ran in the heavy rain.

It is difficult to take a taxi in this kind of weather, and vehicles cannot pass through some waterlogged sections. In this way, the chance of being able to take a taxi is even smaller.

The announcement of the test results will be at [-]:[-] pm, and the official website will release the news uniformly.

Now, there's still half an hour left.

Tired from running, Shan Qiye hid in the rain and shook his collar. The shirt was already soaked, and it was tightly attached to his body, but he didn't feel too cold. The certificate was wrapped in plastic, so it should be fine for a short time big problem.

After recovering, Shan Qiye didn't dare to waste time, and continued to run with the certificate in his pocket.

It was dark and it was raining and it was hard to see the road. I stepped on my little white shoes in the mud, and it was instantly dark, and mud was splashed on my trouser legs in embarrassment.

Standing against the wall, Shan Qiye took a deep breath, ran staggeringly to the doorman, knocked on the glass, "Hi, may I ask..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and there was no one inside.

Shan Qiye turned around and looked at the test venue of the math competition. If there is no place here, then...

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the closed gate. Through the heavy rain, Shan Qiye couldn't instantly confirm whether this person was Qin Yimu, so he could barely narrow his eyes and discern carefully.

When someone approached, Shan Qiye touched the rainwater on his face, couldn't stop smiling, quickly took out the certificate stuffed in his clothes, and ran towards Qin Yimu.

Seeing the person coming, Qin Yimu was stunned for a moment, then saw Shan Qiye's drenched appearance and frowned again, "You..."

"Same table!" Shan Qiye's voice was extremely excited, "Guess what I brought you?"

Qin Yimu said, "Come here to shelter from the rain."

Shan Qiye was drenched all over, the impact of avoiding the rain was not that big, and he was full of thoughts on the certificate, he only wanted to know the reaction of his deskmate after seeing the certificate, not worrying about himself.

"Look!" Shan Qiye unfolded the certificate, touched the rainwater on the outermost plastic, and could probably see what it looked like inside, and rolled his eyes with a smile, "I have been looking for this certificate for a long time before I bought it. "

"It's exactly the same as the certificate issued in the mathematics competition. The clerk also said that it was produced by a manufacturer." Speaking of this, Shan Qiye paused again, rubbing the plastic film with his fingertips shyly, "That's it, The words on it may be different..."

"But at the same table - I wrote every word on it myself, let's not talk about whether it looks good or not, but he contains the enthusiasm of your dear at the same table!"

Shyness was just his protective color, Shan Qiye patted the certificate, and raised his voice to ask: "How is it, do you like it?"

"Hmm...why don't you talk?" Shan Qiye tried to reach out and tug at his sleeve, "So happy? Don't you know how to speak?"

"At the same table~ It's up to you to say something if you like it or not." Without saying a word, Shan Qiye was confused.

The umbrella was held above Shan Qiye's head, and Qin Yimu, who was standing directly opposite him, let the rain wet his clothes without dodging, and Shan Qiye's urging words were in his ears.

Mixed with the torrential rain in midsummer, an unusual movement was played in my ears.

For a moment, the two looked at each other in silence, Qin Yimu's deep eyes were full of the young man holding the award and smiling heartlessly.

Qin Yimu stretched out his hand to receive the certificate, and stroked his thumb over the smudged ink on the edge, and the pattern that was obviously scattered by the naked eye. It was not a perfect gift, and it was even damp and soft because it had been soaked in rain.

but……

"like."

Shan Qiye looked up, the rain was too loud and he couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I said." Qin Yimu didn't dodge or evade, and met his eyes directly, "I like it."

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"—Ah Choo!"

"Well, at the same table, my nose hurts." Shan Qiye curled up on the head of the bed wrapped in a thin quilt, his wet hair had been blown dry, but he still couldn't help feeling a little chilly on his body. None of this feeling.

I don't know why, but I feel cold after taking a hot bath.

Shan Qiye sniffed, he didn't see Qin Yimu when he came out just now, now it's been so long since he came out of the shower, Qin Yimu still hasn't come up, this really doesn't take him seriously!Qi Ye gritted his teeth and patted the bed directly, shouting loudly: "Same table! Where are you going? Your dear little one is going to freeze to death."

"At the same table, I'm dying. Remember to tell my mom that I kept her magazines just to make her happy and buy me handmade ones. I don't really like them. My relationship is relatively average. Don't be sad when I die. .”

"Also tell Ah Huang at the gate of the community for me, next time don't keep fighting with Da Hei, let alone pissing in Da Hei's bowl to be provocative, without me you will be bitten to death."

"And..."

Shan Qiye, as if explaining his funeral, listed some of his previous feats one by one. Before he finished his tragedy and began to cry, he saw Qin Yimu coming up with a small bowl.

Qin Yimu said concisely: "Drink it."

Shan Qiye looked at Huang Youyou's soup in front of him and slowly fell silent.

The mouth that kept babbling just now is like glue on it in an instant, and I can't even open it.

The effect of drinking ginger soup while it's hot is good. Shan Qiye obviously saw what it was, but he refused to drink it.

Qin Yimu urged: "Hurry up."

"So fierce." Shan Qiye wrapped his little quilt tightly in aggrieved way.

Glancing at Qin Yimu with a bit of complaint, he still turned a blind eye to Jiang Tang in front of him.

Qin Yimu didn't talk nonsense, and sat directly beside the bed.

Shan Qiye's intuition was not good, and he was about to abandon his little quilt, and when he used a trick to escape from the shell, Qin Yimu had already preemptively grabbed the back of his fate's neck with one hand.

The only ticklish part of his body fell into the hands of others, how dare Shan Qiye act rashly, he tried to chat with his deskmate with a smirk, to ease the awkward atmosphere, "The deskmate...if you have something to say, don't Let's do it."

"Drinked."

"Drink, drink." Shan Qiye obediently looked like two people just now, "It's boring."

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the ginger soup.

The slender white fingers are holding a small bowl of ginger soup. The amount is not large, but you can feel the power of ginger in it.

Although the picture is beautiful, it can't change the fact that it doesn't taste good.

Shan Qiye was still thinking about how to throw away this bowl of ginger soup calmly and pretend to be sudden.

However, Qin Yimu didn't give him this chance at all. It can be said that when Shan Qiye raised his eyes, Qin Yimu had already figured out what Shan Qiye was thinking.

Released the hand that was holding Shan Qiye, Qin Yimu took a little with a spoon and handed it to his mouth.

Shan Qiye: "..."

Now pretend to turn over and 'accidentally' knock over the spoon, doesn't it seem deliberate?

Qin Yimu said, "There are still downstairs."

The implication is that there is still more to knock over, and this is not bad.

The only escape route was blocked, Shan Qiye sighed helplessly, and swallowed the ginger soup in the spoon with a "wow" like a heroic death.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "It's sweet!"

"En." Qin Yimu stirred the ginger soup with a spoon, and continued to feed him.

Ginger soup just smells a bit strong, but it doesn't have the spicy taste of ginger at all. Instead, it's sweet like drinking sugar water.

This taste is completely different from the ginger soup that Shan Qiye used to eat!

In other ginger soups, the spicy taste will choke the nose after taking a sip.

Qin Yimu cooked it, and Shan Qiye drank a bowl without knowing it.

After drinking a bowl, Shan Qiye rewrapped his little quilt, only showing one head to chat with Qin Yimu: "By the way, my deskmate, why did you go there just now?"

Just now he yelled for so long before Qin Yimu responded, obviously Qin Yimu was not at home at first.

"supermarket."

"What did you buy? Do you have potato chips? Chocolate biscuits are fine too." Shan Qiye puffed up his cheeks, like a puffer fish waiting to be fed.

"Eat tomorrow." Qin Yimu said, "It's very late, go to bed early."

Shan Qiye wasn't very hungry either, so he said, "That's fine." Having said that, he couldn't hide his disappointment.

Qin Yimu looked at him intently, immediately picked up the bowl and went downstairs, and came up after a while.

Before he could speak, Shan Qiye saw the chocolate in his hand.

"Wow! My deskmate, I love you so much!" Shan Qiye immediately threw away the quilt and threw himself into Qin Yimu's arms.

It's not good to eat too much sweet at night, so Shan Qiye broke off two small pieces, and Qin Yimu and himself had a piece.

Every time Shan Qiye asked Qin Yimu if he wanted to eat something, he refused ten times out of ten. After that, Shan Qiye didn't ask at all, just stuffed it into his mouth, could he still spit it out?

"Let's have a rest at the same table." After eating the chocolate, Shan Qiye patted the empty seat beside him, and the word 'come soon' was almost written on his face.

"I sleep in the guest room."

"Ah?" Shan Qiye asked: "Why, didn't we all sleep together before?"

"No." Qin Yimu insisted, paused and said, "Not now."

"...???"

Before Shan Qiye could ask, Qin Yimu had already walked out first, and closed the lights and the door thoughtfully.

kitchen.

Qin Yimu cleaned up the mess left by making ginger soup.

The shopping bags in the supermarket are placed on the table, and the plastic bags are filled with various snacks. The bright colors look very attractive.

After washing the small bowl and putting it on the dish rack, Qin Yimu looked at the bag of snacks in silence for a while, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he took two paper towels to dry off the water on his hands, stepped forward, and flipped through the snack bag.

Under the pressure of various snacks is a small boxy iron box.

The words on the box: chocolate flavor, light and breathable, close-fitting naked feeling.

The slender five fingers lay on it, and there was a bit of color and anger for no reason.

The palm slowly fits all the characters on the front, firmly blocking the meaning it expresses in the palm of the hand.

Qin Yimu sighed imperceptibly, "No way." The voice was very soft, like an ethereal breath.

After a while, he repeated: "Not yet." His tone was affirmative.

The author has something to say: recommend a campus essay~

Title: Delusions

Author: Jing Jiu

Introduction: On the day he went to study in the United States, Lu Sheng took a ten-hour transoceanic plane and took out a cigarette as soon as he landed.

At the critical moment, it was found that there was no fire, and someone sent a lighter in a hurry.

Lu Sheng raised his eyes and fell in love with this face at first sight.

Looking down again, he also had an idea about this body.

At the welcome ceremony for freshmen, he sat in the last row drowsy until the student representative came to the stage to give a speech, and a cold voice rang out from the loudspeaker.

Familiar accent, deep and pleasant voice.

Lu Sheng opened his eyes and glanced at the stage.

With a tall and straight figure, the formal trousers have a special flavor.

Lu Sheng played with the lighter that the other party gave him, and smiled suddenly.

He has decided on this person!

He chased people for a whole week: "Be a mannequin for me, the kind that doesn't take off your clothes."

Cheng Ran glanced at him lightly.

half year later.

Lu Sheng: "Lie down..."

Cheng Ran unbuttoned his shirt: "Where do you want to take it off?"

Lu Sheng was used to doing whatever he wanted, his father warned him to restrain himself, his teacher advised him to be quiet, and his classmates were dissatisfied with his arrogance.

Only Cheng Ran indulged his freedom.

"It was he who kindled the flame that illuminated my delusions."

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American high school campus study abroad background, 1v1, HE

Zhang Yang is an active art master who plays straight balls every day by x cool handsome yuppie indifferent learning god attack

感谢在2020-06-2622:14:56~2020-06-2705:36:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 39193522, Haishengxiao 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qi; 1 bottle of orange juice and Baiyao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!