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"He Yi..."

"Ok?"

He still has a cold, his throat is sore, and his speech is a little hoarse. He hasn't made much sound for a day, and occasionally he only answers with a single syllable.

Chi Yang was lying on the table, facing him blatantly, his eyes were sticky and straightforward, as if he would never get tired of watching him for a day: "Take a break after class, aren't you tired?"

He Yi shook his head. He didn't really feel anything. He lowered his head and patiently finished the calculation problem at hand. He wrote half a piece of paper in the tedious steps, and then turned to the last big problem after checking.

As the monthly exam approached, it seemed that most of the people were racing against the clock to review. If they were not reviewing, they would finish the main class all afternoon, and they would lie down to rest after 10 minutes of get out of class. The classroom was unnaturally quiet.

Fine.Chi Yang stood up, casually loosened his stiff shoulders, looked down at his stuck question, glanced at his unintelligible question, then touched his head, bent down and asked in his ear. He, do you want to drink water, help you pick it up.

When He Yi was concentrating on something, he always didn't like to be disturbed by others. Normally he would politely shake his head and refuse when asked this way, but today he nodded unexpectedly, took out the water glass and handed it to him.

"It's really working," Chi Yang supported his shoulders and muttered softly, "Don't thank me, brother."

He seems to regard the word "brother" as a sign of being a coquettish rascal, and every time he says it, he looks innocent and harmless, but the content of his words is full of ridicule. If someone else is, he might really be confused .

However, He Yi is He Yi after all, and he is indifferent to being called so close to his ear, and will only reply him calmly, um, thank you.

It was also an expected reaction.Chi Yang smiled, stretched his hand over him, and casually landed on the test paper, pointing at the last question that he got stuck: "Let's connect this, I guess, the question in class just now is related to this question. It's quite like... Don't look at me, I'm really guessing, I just woke up and took a look, and the courseware just happened to be placed in this picture."

He Yi was noncommittal, he had thought of this approach, but after thinking about it roughly, he felt that the calculation steps were too cumbersome and should not have been designed this way. He seemed to give up after a while, but he still complied with him, took the ruler and started to connect.

"Isn't it possible to make an appointment?" Chi Yang glanced at the formula he listed, and suggested in a low voice, "It should be possible, five times the relationship..."

The author of the question changed the data, and it seems that this is indeed the design.

At this step, Chi Yang himself might not know what he said, but He Yi could already see the bottom line. He put down his pen, and looked back in disbelief: "Aren't you..."

Don't you don't attend classes at all, and going to school is purely for dawdling.

"Huh?" Chi Yang straightened up, opened a little distance to look at him, and was a little guilty when he looked straight at him, "...What's wrong, isn't it?"

"Yes..." He Yi looked at it for a while, and realized that he was not being polite, and it was rude to ask, so he swallowed it back, "It's nothing, class is about to start, water..."

His original intention was that he didn't need to fetch water for him when class was about to start, but Chi Yang didn't mind being late for self-study class, so he said "um", turned around and walked out.

He Yi stared at the direction he was leaving, and realized that his cold hadn't healed yet, and he didn't notice it when he was concentrating on writing the question. When his thoughts stopped at this time, he became a little dizzy and couldn't continue.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but in the past two days at least, the vague sense of contradiction in Chi Yang's body seems to have intensified.

It was already the last self-study class. According to the usual practice, He Yi still had to sit on the podium to manage discipline.He shook his head, stopped thinking about those illogical suspicions, simply packed up his things and stood up, looking in the direction of the back door.

The distance to the boiling water room is more than ten meters, why haven't I come back yet.

"Student Chi Yang, it's like this, what about your family situation..."

The printer in the office is out of paper, and the teacher at the next table is complaining about the consumption too quickly, and has to borrow paper from the printing room downstairs.

Chi Yang put one hand in his pocket, slowly winding his headphone cable, and clearly ignored the head teacher's persuasion - not ignorant, but he really listened to such and similar words Too many, the other party always has a condescending attitude, doesn't know much about the situation, and there are a lot of rhetoric for him to tolerate and give in.

He looked back, and the little girl brought by the woman on the sofa behind him was still crying. She was obviously dressed like a little princess in a white gauze skirt, but she was in a panic when she cried, like a red-faced monkey with missing teeth—— He glanced at it, and the crying that had just weakened gradually became louder again, and his shoulders twitched, faintly meaning to cry forever.

Chi Yang's appearance was originally not considered sunny and handsome, good-looking is good-looking, but there is always a kind of fierceness in his heart, especially at this time when he is so impatient that he sinks his face and almost laughs angrily Yes, being looked at by him like this is a test of one's psychological quality.

"Student Chi Yang..."

"I see," he didn't bother to pay attention to these farces. He pushed his chair and stood up. He suppressed his temper amid some harsh movements and replied, "Let them go back first. Don't be ashamed. I want someone to contact me directly."

"But you-"

"Just pass on a message, Mr. Cheng, don't force me to do something that makes it difficult for you."

He didn't give the other party a chance to answer the phone, and he walked past the biological mother and her daughter who claimed to have gone through all kinds of hardships to find him, and left.

What a farce.

If you want money, you want money, and if you want benefits, you want benefits. If you spread it out and say it clearly, it is better than coming to the school to look for him like this, and saying those hypocritical clichés.

Before returning to the classroom, he went to the boiling water room and brought back He Yi's water cup—while thinking with some guilt, the little patient had been left without saying a word for so long, so he must lose his temper.

——But these three words will obviously not appear on He Yi.

When he walked into the classroom, the bell rang for the end of class. He didn't intend to block the way at meal time, and leaned on the corridor and waited for a while until the swarming crowd dispersed before going in.The little patient in his family ignored the ringing of the bell, sat upright on the podium, with glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was quietly doing a reading question.

For some reason, his mood that was not so bright before, full of complaints and crying, actually calmed down—at least at that moment, he regained his peace, and he was no longer full of irritability.

"Chi Yang?"

"Yeah." When he came back to his senses, he was already standing behind He Yi, embracing him slightly in the gesture of handing over a water glass.There were not many people in the classroom, and they couldn't see their little movements of hooking their shoulders and backs. They were blatantly ambiguous. There was dinner music on the radio. It was a slow-tune ballad that he had heard but couldn't remember the name.

"Why did you come back so late?" He Yi didn't seem to notice his small movements. He picked up the water glass and unscrewed it to take a sip. The tip of the pen scratched the paper and circled key words, "Did something happen to you..."

"It's no big deal, it's already settled," Chi Yang said, "Drink yours, don't worry about it."

He Yi gave a low "Oh", and really didn't delve into it further - he is not a nosy person, and he seldom shows curiosity, so it is rare to be able to ask him such a question this time.

"You still have to go to the evening self-study?" Chi Yang looked at his homework and changed the subject, "Didn't the teacher tell you to go back and rest early?"

"I'm fine," He Yi said with a nasal voice, he put down his pen after writing the last question, turned to him and said, "Let's go eat."

The teaching building was already empty, and the two walked down the stairs one after the other, speechless for a while.

When he reached the last step, for some reason, Chi Yang suddenly paused and stopped - the people behind him were caught off guard and bumped into him, and were forced to stop against his back.

He Yi: "?"

He stood on a higher step, his height was exactly the same as that of Chi Yang, his heartbeat was in front of him, behind him was a large and quiet teaching building, at the end of the empty corridor there were rustling trees, sparrows flapped their wings and landed, Stop at the corner of the corridor.

"What should I do at this time?" He didn't ask why the other party stopped, but asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation.

"Ok?"

"When you fall in love with others," He Yi explained slowly, "In this case, what would they do?"

His tone was calm and serious, and he didn't sound any special emotion. He just asked a question seriously out of the mentality of researching a question, and wanted an answer for reference.

So Chi Yang turned around, not quite used to this angle of sight, so he still wrapped his arms around his waist and walked back a little, carried him down from the last step of the stairs, resting his chin on his thin shoulder bones Going up, sticky pondered for a moment, to whet his appetite: "Guess."

"Then forget it." He always felt that He Yi smiled, and the relaxed smile in his words couldn't deceive anyone.The next second a hand landed on top of his head, and he patted it hesitantly. He heard He Yi say softly, you are in a bad mood.

Not a question, more like a statement of fact.

"A little bit," he lowered his head, and buried half of his face into the other's shoulder—it was a bit painful, but the boy's body temperature was very warm, which had a miraculous effect of soothing people's hearts, "but it's much better to see you."

He Yi calmly let him lean on him, and didn't shy away from the students who passed by occasionally, as if he didn't see it: "What happened?"

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