accompany me

The days after New Year's Day seem to go by very quickly, with step-by-step review, overwhelming tests and exams, first model, second model, and final exam.

It’s a vacation, but it’s actually just going home to review—at least for an ordinary student like He Yi who wants to work hard for good grades, the difference between going to class and not going to class is not that big, and there will be no fewer books to read , There are still so many questions to write.

After staying at home for at least three days, Chi Yang can spend no more time chatting with him than at school.

In particular, the schedules of the two are different. Chi Yang can sleep from early morning to evening when no one is calling, but after He Yi lives in his house, he only gets up a little earlier and can have lunch with him at noon.In the afternoon, his boyfriend had to study by himself, so he could only stay by the side and brush his phone, pour a glass of water and feed him some fruit, so he could take this opportunity to eat some serious tofu from him.

——He is a person who doesn't like sweets and fruits at all, and he doesn't even appreciate self-service fruit plates. He actually went to the fruit supermarket downstairs three times in the past three days, and learned to peel apples from the beginning to the end without a teacher. Come down, and how to wash grapes with salt water, and how to poke out the pits of cherries with chopsticks.

If his friends who used to hang out with him know about it, they will probably suspect that something happened to him, which caused his personality to change drastically. If he can hold back his temper, he sits there with his hands washed, pitting cherries one by one in front of a plate of cherries.

In fact, He Yi eats whatever he gives, and he doesn't have any special attachment to it, he's just plain boring.

You can't talk about being bored, you can't disturb your boyfriend's study, and you don't even dare to play a game outside - He Yi will calmly look up at him and ask him if I'm bothering you.

"No, no," Chi Yang turned on the mute silently, "You can just stay in my room, the air conditioner downstairs is broken, so don't go anywhere except here."

He Yi finished reading the collection of wrong questions in his hand, and planned to read a different subject to change his mood. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of familiar ridicule in his eyes, and accompanied him to make up: "What about the heating?"

"The heating in the community has stopped, and I can't help it. The property owner said that someone will come to repair it next year... Oh, today is January 300rd, and I have to wait for more than [-] days."

He Yi nodded, opened the book, and asked him suddenly: "What is Kepler's third law called?"

Chi Yang: "..."

- The law of cycles.

"Didn't you ask the wrong person?" He took the phone and pretended to check it out. "What is it? How do you write it..."

"It's nothing, it's also called the law of cycles." He Yi picked up half an orange that he didn't know when he put it there, tore off a piece and ate it slowly. place, okay?"

Eyes may be deceiving, but subconscious reactions cannot be hidden.

If what Chi Yang wanted to blurt out was not "I don't know", then he probably has an answer.

——Student Chi Yang’s New Year’s Day holiday was spent playing with fruits, playing games silently, and being silently suspected by her boyfriend.

Returning to school on New Year's Day is the same pattern. Afterwards, large and small exams and tests seem to be able to set up a timetable, dividing the little time left at the end of the semester, and not neatly changing periodically.

When it comes to exams, Chi Yang is extraordinarily free, so one of his hobbies has become to hand in the papers early and sneak out of school to buy dinner for He Yi.

Opposite the school is a commercial street that can’t be called bustling, selling dozens of pieces of clothing, and occasionally there are vegetable vendors setting up stalls. The place where the locals know the market.

Chi Yang doesn't ask his boyfriend what he wants to eat now - he can guess the answer more or less, clean and hygienic, it doesn't need to be nutritious, the taste is not heavy, he prefers soup, it's better to add a carton of milk or soy milk.

There is a bakery at the end of the snack street at the corner. A batch of freshly baked bread will be baked at this point. It’s still early, so it’s okay to turn there.

He Yi didn't actually turn on his cell phone at school, but that didn't stop him from reporting his itinerary in the chat box talking to himself.Boyfriends are inherently insecure, so he must find ways to bring him back the day after tomorrow, at least take the initiative to report when he is not around, so that He Yi won't be able to find him when he wants to find him like last time.

——Although He Yi will not be angry, or even emotional, but in a situation where he has nothing to do but wait, one time is almost enough.

"Buckwheat bread with red bean paste, oat milk." Chi Yang typed this line in the phone dialog box, sent it, and reported it to the bakery clerk verbatim, "Just call me when it's baked."

The shop clerk was a part-time working girl, whose height was only around his chest, probably frightened by his vigorous appearance, she froze for a few seconds before hurriedly nodding: "Okay, okay, you can sit over there... "

"Well," Chi Yang glanced at the phone, and recalled He Yi's usual way of saying thank you after buying things on a whim. He also nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

Well, the harvest is very small, and this is not something everyone can do.

He turned a corner in the direction pointed by the clerk, walked through the neatly arranged bread racks, walked to the innermost low sofa and sat down.

It is indeed still early, at this time He Yi should be taking the last class of the exam - according to his speed, it is time to write the calculation questions.

The boy's slightly smiling voice rang in his ears again, what is the name of Kepler's third law.

cycle law.

At that time, he read He Yi's book and wrote "I love you" next to the knowledge point circled in this sentence.

"Okay, don't cry, mom will buy you a lollipop, okay..."

A child's sobbing could be heard faintly from the other side of the shelf. It was probably her mother's coaxing voice, and the voice sounded familiar... Chi Yang looked up, but without speaking, his eyes fell back to the phone screen.

Quite a coincidence.

——Local people know that it is from the market, because the transportation is convenient and the prices are not expensive.

The little girl couldn't stop crying, she wanted to eat the strawberry cake in the display case, and she had the intention of not leaving unless she bought it.The clerk probably had no choice but to help out a few words in embarrassment. Hearing the sound of the bread coming out of the oven, he hurried to take the chef's hand. When he passed by, he saw Chi Yang: "Sir, your bread is ready." Yes, wait a minute..."

"Yeah." Chi Yang glanced at the direction of the counter, his face was expressionless, and this time he didn't have the leisure to say thank you.

"I'm really sorry," the little girl followed his gaze and turned back, feeling a little anxious, "I'm sorry, this is the first time our store has encountered this situation, and it has affected you, so I'm really sorry..."

"It's okay, you can go to work." Chi Yang stood up and walked straight to the counter - the direction where the woman and the child were.

The disgust in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and he didn't even try to hide it. When his eyes met, the little girl was startled by him for a moment, and her crying suddenly became louder.The woman turned her head for no reason, and met his condescending eyes.

"You don't have money to buy it, do you?" He heard himself ask coldly, "How much, I'll pay you."

"Xiao Yang, you...why are you here..."

Chi Yang smiled, and seemed to find it very interesting: "Didn't you go to my school and make trouble, why don't you even know that I go to school on the opposite side?"

The clerk trotted back with the bread he asked for, looked at them with some doubts, wanted to intervene but didn't dare—— Chi Yang glanced at it, and was too lazy to continue, pointing to the beautifully decorated display cabinet that looked expensive. Strawberry Cake: "With this, how much is the total?"

The clerk hesitated to quote a price: "Sir, you..."

"Pack it up and give it to them." Chi Yang ignored her, scanned the QR code to pay, turned around and left.

He is doing things like helping others, but the expression on his face is completely devoid of warmth and kindness. It looks like a homeless man who has been sent to entangle him. His eyes are cold and sharp like a wolf, which makes people dare not look at each other. .

"If you can't teach a child well, don't bring it out to embarrass yourself." When passing by his biological mother, Chi Yang kept walking, and left a faint sentence, "Some people are not worthy of being parents."

"Eat, what are you looking at?" Chi Yang pushed the bread bag in front of He Yi, saw that he didn't respond, then took out the straw for him and inserted it, then reached out and touched his forehead, "What's the matter, I'm tired from the exam." gone?"

He Yi shook his head, and when the straw was handed to his mouth, he lowered his head and took a sip obediently: "It's nothing, it's okay."

"Then eat something, it's freshly baked, it shouldn't be cold - I'll go out, you..."

He Yi reached out his hand before he stood up, tugged at the hem of his clothes, looked up at him, and said calmly, "You said you quit smoking."

—You don't look very happy.

Chi Yang was taken aback for a moment, but sat back and was speechless for a while: "...OK, I'm obedient."

He Yi nodded, finally willing to unwrap the bread, and slowly lowered his head to eat. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chi Yang taking out his mobile phone, as if he was chatting with someone, and gave a somewhat puzzled "hmm".

"Talking with others behind your back," Chi Yang casually teased him, "What's the matter, are you jealous?"

He Yi actually just wanted to say that the bread was a bit too sweet—he froze for a moment, didn't speak, and realized belatedly that he should say something.

But Chi Yang always noticed his emotions one step ahead of him, and responded in a timely manner. For example, now, this person consciously put down his phone, reached out and stroked his hair, and whispered like coaxing a small animal: " Eat yours, nothing... My WeChat password is your name plus birthday, don't you count it yourself?"

He seemed to have mentioned it once, but He Yi wasn't interested in checking his phone, so he didn't take it to heart—but now that he mentioned it, he suddenly remembered a tweet he saw today, saying that he confessed that the phone password was a couple way of expressing love and trust.

So He Yi chewed the bread slowly, swallowed it, hesitated for a moment before asking: "What about the lock screen password..."

"0612," Chi Yang finally smiled, "the day we meet."

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