My nemesis clings to me every day

Ten p.m.

Ji Li was browsing Rong Yu's personal homepage, using an anonymous account.

Rong Yu's homepage has a lot of status, just like himself, full of mechs and various fighting competitions, and is quite straightforward like a steel hunk, but recently he began to forward some videos of small pets and how to raise them for no reason.

The comments below seem to be students of our school.

[You have changed, I want to expel you on behalf of the Star School Macho Union]

【You sharked me seven times today!seven times!Are you still human? You! 】

[Send you a video of rua's pet, can someone be your opponent tomorrow? 】

Rong Yu also replied to the last person: 【What kind of pet do you have? 】

[Poker Star Furball, white velvet bouncing around, has a very good temper, and will take the initiative to rub hands, come to py to trade, boss? 】

Rong Yu answered [Yes].

No more news after that.

Mostly it's a deal.

Ji Li thought for a moment, then went to search for that poker star furball, which is a small thing like a furball, blinking and staring, dumb and stupid, only jumping and walking.

Among them, white is the most precious, because it is too rare and the price is very high.

...Rong Yu likes this kind of thing?

Ji Li frowned in disgust.

After hesitating for two seconds at the place of placing the order, I remembered that the school does not allow pets.

——And why did he buy Rong Yu's favorite pet?

Ji Li couldn't find a reasonable reason, so he could only close the webpage, and after a while, he couldn't help but click on it again.

"Ding--"

The dormitory doorbell rang.

Ji Li quickly closed the webpage again, sat down at the table, and opened the door casually.

Rong Yu had just taken a shower, his chestnut hair was still steamed, and he was wearing a large T-shirt with cartoon graffiti, the same loose and comfortable sports shorts, and a pair of slippers.

Compared with the uniform, he looks much younger and well-behaved: "Sorry, I'm late."

He just came out of the fighting arena covered in sweat and his hair was in tatters, he was really embarrassed to come directly to Ji Li.

"It's okay." Ji Li narrowed his eyes and retracted his gaze, pointing to the chair beside him, "Sit down."

Ji Li turned on his optical brain, and discussed the subject with him as if nothing had happened.

But Rong Yu's eyes kept turning around the four corners of his room.

Ji Li's dormitory is very ordinary, clean and elegant, completely different from Rong Yu's imagination.

He always felt that Ji Li should live in a room with a mahogany bed and satin curtains, a few huge oil paintings on the wall, and a velvet, thick and soft throne.

Probably in his imagination, only such a house is suitable for this proud little son.

Or, the castle he bought for Gummy, also...

"You're distracted." Ji Li's voice was cold and clear, as if a little dissatisfied.

Rong Yu came back to his senses: "No."

Rong Yu quickly turned on his optical brain to show that he was very serious: "I sorted it out in the afternoon, and there are probably at least five places to go. The time may be a bit rushed, and the amount of homework will be a bit heavy..."

To be honest, his interest in the course of interstellar history is mediocre, and his attitude is completely business-like.

Unexpectedly, Ji Li clicked on his optical brain, concisely: "Go here."

Rong Yu was stunned: "...What about the rest?"

"I've done the rest," Ji Li said flatly, "I can finish the content tomorrow."

Rong Yu was startled: "Are you ready?"

"I've done related subjects before," Ji Li said in a flat tone, "it's not difficult."

It took Rong Yu 30 seconds to finish reading the detailed and well-quoted homework assignment.

After three seconds of silence, he grabbed his own optical brain.

"Wait for me for a while, I will break up with Yang Xizhou."

Ji Li glanced at him: "Isn't he your partner?"

"From today onwards, you are my partner." Rong Yu replied solemnly.

No wonder Ji Li is so popular, such a top student's thigh is really not in vain.

Ji Liming knew that he was talking nonsense, but he still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and quickly corrected his expression.

But even if there was only a fleeting look, it was still captured.

Rong Yu couldn't help but move a little closer, and looked into his eyes carefully: "Did you just smile?"

Ji Li distanced himself slightly: "No."

"I think you laughed." Rong Yu moved closer, narrowing his eyes and looking at him suspiciously, "...but you refuse to admit it."

Ji Li didn't understand why he was discussing such a boring issue, all he knew was that he could already see Rong Yu's beautiful collarbone and lips.

"Lately, I seem to be very..." Rong Yu found it difficult to describe his feelings, and finally found an approximate adjective, "familiar."

Ji Li tensed his nerves: "What do you mean?"

"For example," Rong Yu suddenly poked his brow, "I think you're a little nervous now."

The warm fingertips landed on the skin, and the corners of Ji Li's mouth were tighter than his eyebrows.

"Ji Li, although the school rumors are a bit scary, I won't eat you." Rong Yu laughed.

Ji Li saw that his shadow on the ground had turned into the shape of several giant tentacles.

Like a swaying flower.

But they want to eat him.

It was a terrible idea to let Rong Yu come to his room.

Ji Li did not admit that he had any intentions, and even attributed everything to his out-of-control mental power.

Rong Yu laughed, took out something from his pocket, drew a smooth parabola in mid-air, and landed in Ji Li's palm again.

Ji Li opened it up and took a look.

is a badge.

Engraved star pattern, belonging to No.1 emblem.

Shining silver, it was obviously newly awarded to Rong Yu.

Rong Yu stood up and smiled at him: "The school gave it to me this morning, I think it should be yours."

Ji Li's mecha assessment was unexpectedly disconnected, so he missed one of the examinations, and did not fall into the ordinary class, all because of his astonishing tactical assessment results and almost full marks in each subject.

Rong Yu watched his name floating on the top of the auditorium's light screen, tasted it himself, but didn't taste the joy, but felt a little guilty of impostor.

Ji Li looked up at him, and the shadow under his feet danced more happily: "What do you mean?"

"The meaning of victory is not martial arts," Rong Yu said with a smile, "When you return to normal, I will definitely take it back from your hands in a fair manner."

Ji Li pursed his lips.

who asked him this.

"This is your badge," he opened his mouth, and threw the badge back to him somewhat coldly, "I don't want to be misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding?" Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered the oolong who started school.

Isn't it?

According to his current reputation, even if Ji Li accepted the badge, he couldn't wear it.

Otherwise, it would be equivalent to telling the whole world that they are in love.

There is a big misunderstanding.

Rong Yu didn't expect that he had such a short memory, so he could only rub his hair: "That's fine."

He thought for a while, and was about to put the badge back into his pocket.

"...Wait." Ji Li spoke again, this time his tone was even colder, "I can keep it first."

His fingertips moved, and his cheeks became hot unconsciously. He didn't know whether he was convincing him or himself, and said a little unreasonably, "Originally, No.1 should be me."

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Ji Li's eyes flickered for the first time, and he missed him.

Those shadows silently extended to Rong Yu's feet in the dark, rubbing against the boy's shadow intimately, with a faint tendency to materialize and wrap around his ankles.

Rong Yu was unaware, even a little provocative, and pressed the badge into his palm with a smile: "Don't speak too loudly, Ji Li."

Sure enough, even if he was a little cute, he was still that arrogant young master.

Ji Li's fingertips subconsciously closed, but he caught a gap, and subconsciously pursed his lips: "...the topic has been discussed."

"Go back."

Well, the young master kicked him out.

Rong Yu smiled, and when he lowered his head to pack his things, his feet were clean, except for his own shadow.

Ji Li watched Rong Yu walk out of his room until the door was closed after the last step.

He just sat back in his chair, clutching his familiar badge, bowing his head and pinching it in the palm of his hand.

The dry and warm touch of that person still remained at the fingertips.

...just because he is No.1.

he said to himself.

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