Spicy crayfish

Looking at him, it seems to be mocking.

"It's not advisable to exercise vigorously after meals, let's rest on your stomach." Jing Jiang sighed.

Qin Huai recited Amitabha several times in his heart before suppressing the prehistoric power.

☆Is it interesting that Lalangpei and staying all night are interesting?

Jing Jiang and Qin Huai confronted silently for a while, and it ended with Jing Jiang giving up first and packing his luggage.

Qin Huai was lying on the small sofa with his eyes closed to feed his stomach. He heard the sound of Jing Jiang walking back and forth to pack his luggage. After listening to it for a while, he couldn't help poking his head out of the small sofa and looking at him quietly.

Jing Jiang moved all the clothes, bedding, etc. to the bed in the guest room. He had already cleaned up the room last night, and he could move in only after unpacking his luggage today. Then he took the toiletries into the bathroom and placed them with Qin Huai's. At the same time, I also brought out a lot of messy things such as pots, pans, hangers, slippers, dry food, books and textbooks in the luggage, and there were even several candles in it! ?

Qin Huai was so shocked that he couldn't stand it any longer, and asked incredulously, "You...are you going to buy this house?"

Jing Jiang looked back at him: "What?"

"Why did you bring all the miscellaneous things, and what's the matter with this candle?" Qin Huai jumped down from the sofa and picked up the candle lying on the ground. There were still some ancient patterns and slogans printed on it. Knowing which century left over from the old antique, "Are you a caveman? You all rely on candles at home?"

"It's more convenient to use my own things." Seeing that he didn't have anything important to talk about, Jing Jiang turned around and continued to pack his things. "Sometimes I need candles, and they are gifts from others."

Qin Huai held the candle from the last century and stood there with a vicissitudes of life for a long time before putting the candle back on the spot.

"I'm going to sleep in the bedroom, call me for class." Qin Huai shook his head, and told Jing Jiang, regardless of whether he was agreed, he went back to his bedroom and lay down to rest.

Qin Huai has the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, and just now he had been struggling with Jing Jiang on the sofa for so long, now he fell asleep as soon as he lay down, and never opened his eyes again.

He didn't even notice someone who followed him until he watched him lie down and then returned to the living room to tidy up his things.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the sleepy Qin Huai was pulled up from the bed by Jing Jiang, his mind was clouded, and he stared at Jing Jiang with the confusion of just waking up: "What's wrong?"

Jing Jiang covered his face with a cold wide palm, and a piercing chill instantly penetrated into Qin Huai's nerves, making him wake up immediately.

"It's time for class." Jing Jiang explained.

Qin Huai blinked his eyes in pain, and replied: "Oh, well, I'm sleepy and sleepy, I'll get up right away."

Jing Jiang sat beside Qin Huai's bed and kept looking at Qin Huai until he was sure that he was fully awake and would not fall back again, then he withdrew his attention from Qin Huai.

Qin Huai naturally noticed Jing Jiang's behavior that made people think of the word "caring". In fact, in the short two days he spent with Jing Jiang, Jing Jiang had shown similar behavior to him many times.

It was hard for Qin Huai to understand, and he couldn't be blamed for it, because after all, Jingjiang held a strange position in his heart: a person who followed him, a colleague, and a person who told him to take all his classes on his first day at work. Replace it with a person who is self-studying such words.

Qin Huai hates these descriptions, which makes Jingjiang's concern for him so weird, but Qin Huai doesn't want to find out why, all of Jingjiang's behaviors are very weird, one by one, who knows what magical results will be obtained in the end , but he still wanted to mention it to Jingjiang.

After tidying himself up, Qin Huai solemnly knelt down in front of Jing Jiang on one knee, held Jing Jiang's hands like a person about to propose marriage, and asked, "Is there another you inside your body?"

Jing Jiang's cold eyes cut back and forth on Qin Huai, but Qin Huai still looked at him firmly and seriously: "Tell me, don't be afraid, I will help you."

It may be that Qin Huai's state is very worrying, so Jing Jiang chose to change the topic, for example: "There are still 15 minutes for class."

So Qin Huai immediately rolled from the ground and rushed out of the house.

Ten minutes later, Qin Huai was neatly dressed, but with a slightly embarrassed expression, standing on the podium of the third class, and opened the book under Yi Yan's thoughtful gaze.

Fortunately, Yi Yan didn't have any troubles in this class, especially after the miraculous rumor this morning, the students didn't show any strange behaviors, which made Qin Huai extremely thankful, otherwise his behavior of spreading such rumors He really might not be able to cope with it, but at the same time he also felt very puzzled. It is really hard to imagine how Jingjiang managed to make such a group of youngsters who are eager for the sky to fall give up an extremely interesting gossip .

The time of a class passed quickly. Qin Huai glanced at the few students in the back row who had been drowsy since the beginning of the class with dissatisfied eyes, but he announced that the class was over without any criticism. He didn't want the students to be so Soon there will be a sense of weariness.

Qin Huai packed up his things and walked back to the office quickly. As he expected, Wen Zhixi was already fiddling with things on his seat with great interest.

As soon as Wen Zhixi heard the sound of the office door being pushed open, he looked up with a smile on his face. Qin Huai met his gaze, pulled a chair beside him, and sat next to Wen Zhixi.

"Are you back?" Wen Zhixi turned the pen skillfully in his hand. The pen turned out to be pink, and the cap was still a Kitty cat. Qin Huai immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "Where did you get this?" Pen."

"Oh, there was a student who practiced turning pens below during class. I thought it was interesting so I confiscated it." Wen Zhixi started turning again.

Qin Huai immediately looked at Wen Zhixi with disgust.

"How are you? I heard—" Wen Zhixi didn't intend to talk about his crime of corruption in detail, but smiled thiefly and said to Qin Huai in a low voice: "Did you quarrel with Teacher Jing?"

"En?" Qin Huai's suspicious eyes cycled between Wen Zhixi and Baihu, and Baihu, who was innocently suspected, immediately shouted: "It's not me! I didn't say anything!"

"It wasn't him." Wen Zhixi quickly took back Qin Hai's sight of killing innocent people indiscriminately: "It was the students who saw it. At that time, he happened to be sorting out materials with the teacher in the office."

"Students saw it again?!" Qin Huai said angrily and in disbelief, "I remember that class had already started!"

"To be precise, class hasn't started yet," Baihu added quietly from the side, "I only rang the preparatory bell once when I came."

"I don't know the specific situation—" Wen Zhixi quickly stopped Qin Huai's words: "But the students seem to think that you were offended by that rumor, for Teacher Jing—you know that most students in the school like For his—happiness, they decided to pretend they didn't believe the rumour."

Qin Huai stared at Wen Zhixi with wide eyes, and Wen Zhixi even added a little complacently: "I heard about it after secretly following a group of Class [-] students."

"Honestly." Wen Zhixi suddenly lowered his voice and said to Qin Huai, "You and Teacher Jing won't really—"

"……fart."

"But I think Teacher Jing is exactly that type—"

"...Stop, stop disgusting me, okay?"

"Even if you don't have it, you can try it—"

"Aren't you in need of a beating?"

"I'm telling the truth, Mr. Jing and that man named Shan really—"

"Wen Zhixi!" Qin Huai suddenly slapped Wen Zhixi on the back of the head, Wen Zhixi let out a painful "ow", and then looked up to see Qin Huai's inexhaustible anger mixed with a sly expression.

Wen Zhixi felt a little aggrieved: "You and him are separated, let me tell you what's wrong, you still plan to be sensitive and sensitive to the little girl's thoughts, aren't you?"

"What's the matter?" Jing Jiang's indifferent voice came from behind Wen Zhixi, and Wen Zhixi turned his head immediately, with such force that it seemed as if he was going to break his own neck, "Damn it, Mr. Jing! What are you doing?" At this!?"

Qin Huai gave Wen Zhixi a cold look, and Jing Jiang told him the obvious truth: "Why can't I be here."

"Yeah..." Wen Zhixi touched his nose in embarrassment, and then thought of what Qin Huai said before he was interrupted, and his expression became even more ridiculous.

For a long while, the three of them were still in a state of silence.

Qin Huai was the first to react, coughing lightly to break the deadlock: "Mr. Jing, do you need me?"

"No, I just came to see you."

"Why are you looking at me?" Qin Huai asked inexplicably.

Jing Jiang replied calmly: "See if you arrived at the school in time."

Qin Huai: "...Thank you for your concern, I'm here in time."

"It's so sweet!" Wen Zhixi applauded happily, and Qin Huai pinched his butt hard.

but……

"Whose surname is Shan?" One sentence brought the situation to a stalemate again.

Qin Huai suppressed Wen Zhixi, who couldn't bear the spirit of gossip, and stood up slowly until he was able to talk face to face with Jing Jiang, although he needed to raise his head slightly because of his height: "It's nothing, someone who is not related."

Qin Huai was unwilling to discuss his personal affairs with others, so he chose to avoid it.

But in Qin Huai's mind, Jing Jiang doesn't seem like someone who likes to meddle in other people's business, so after he said this, he subconsciously thought that Jing Jiang would pass it off. Unexpectedly, he stared into Qin Huai's eyes and repeated it again in a solemn and serious tone. : "Who's last name is Shan?"

Qin Huai felt an indescribable strange feeling, he suddenly felt that Jing Jiang's attitude was very strange, as if a flash of inspiration jumped, linking Jing Jiang's attitude with his strange behavior during this period.

But that inspiration was fleeting, Qin Huai didn't dare to study it carefully, so he could only stare back at Jing Jiang, pretending to be very angry and warned: "Don't casually inquire about other people's private affairs, you have nothing to do with me, why should I tell you."

After hearing what he said, Jing Jiang didn't have any of Qin Huai's imaginings of retreating in the face of difficulties or becoming angry from embarrassment. Instead, he looked at Qin Huai with complicated and meaningful eyes, and after a long while, he slowly said, "When I'm sure, I'll ask you again."

"What—!?" Before Qin Huai could ask, he left.

"What's going on?" Wen Zhixi asked suspiciously.

"...I want to know too." Qin Huai sat back down in frustration, he felt that what he had said was too serious, and he also felt that he was getting more and more confused about Jing Jiang.

After school in the evening, Qin Huai walked back home with tired steps.

Soon it will be time for him to face the moment he least wants to face. When he returns home, he will probably see a lot of foreign luggage and an unknown creature in the originally quiet and deserted home, but he Instead of thinking about how to face this reality, he kept thinking about Jingjiang's strange behavior today.

why?

Why did Jing Jiang ask himself "whose surname is Shan"?

What did he hear?

Did he care about Wen Zhixi because he heard Wen Zhixi comparing him with that "surnamed Shan"?

still is……

It was so scary, Qin Huai stopped in his tracks, and ravaged his hair crazily. He couldn't grasp the normal way of communicating with that unknown creature. He couldn't understand Jing Jiang's words, and probably Jing Jiang couldn't understand his thoughts either. Every time the two said something, it felt like a guessing game.

I sincerely hope that tonight he won't really stand by his bed again to observe how he sleeps, Qin Huai sincerely wishes.

A few minutes later, Qin Huai stood in front of the door of his apartment, staring blankly at the door for a while.

What will you see when you go in?Probably the scene where Master Jing was swallowed by the sofa with a straight face, it seems acceptable.

So Qin Huai opened the door of the house, and saw - a clean living room, bright lights, and - an empty home.No matter which feature it is, it is completely different from Qin Huai's imagination.

Qin Huai couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Jing Jiang—let me say, Teacher Jing—are you at home?"

No one responded.

Qin Huai checked every room in disbelief, but he really didn't find any trace of Jing Jiang. It's strange, he should have come back a long time ago. After all, Qin Huai delayed a lot of time in order to face the reality later, and he didn't expect to go home Finally, it turned out that Jingjiang disappeared.

Qin Huai stroked his hair, gave up on pursuing Jing Jiang's whereabouts, and went directly to his room to deal with work.

Of course he didn't cook dinner for himself, because Jing Jiang was responsible for the three meals, only this matter Qin Huai remembered most clearly, otherwise he would die and would not share the rent with him.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, he spread out the book accompanied by the feeling of hunger.

However—more than an hour passed, and there was no trace of Jingjiang returning. Qin Huai couldn't sit still, his stomach was already singing empty city plans very consciously, but he still had a slight hope that Jingjiang might be back soon. .

The reality turned out to be——Qin Huai waited for another hour, but there was still no one. He looked at his watch angrily. It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening. It was very late, and he was so hungry that he was about to pass out. Fainting out like this will definitely become a great shame and humiliation for Qin Huai's life.

Qin Huai got a bad temper when he was hungry, and he drew several angry "Jingjiang" on the book, and then he was staggered to the kitchen accompanied by Kong Chengji, and then cooked a simple bowl of noodles for himself. After eating, he Give up waiting for Jingjiang

AWOL!Keep your promises!Not as good as pigs and dogs!Qin Huai piled up idioms in his heart, and went to bed directly after washing.

However, until the last moment before he closed his eyes and fell into a dream, he was still wondering, where did Jing Jiang go so late?

☆、Bring me a bowl of pearl emerald phoenix noodles

This scene was somewhat familiar, Qin Huai was talking to himself in his chaotic brain, while walking slowly on a dim path that was only illuminated by faint street lights.

His hunger and exhaustion were severe, as if his lungs and heart were being pinched, but he had to keep going, because his home was ahead.

Oh, he remembered, this was his way home.

Qin Huai rubbed his already tingling stomach, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and rushed home with a small expectation that he would be full when he got home.

........................

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he did not know when he was standing in the dark living room.

Qin Huai looked around, but none of the lights were bright, it seemed that the person hadn't come back yet.

He staggered to the sofa and lay down on it, intending to wait a little longer. He was tired and hungry now, and felt dizzy from time to time. He really didn't have the courage to get something to eat in this state.

However, after waiting for a long time, that person did not come back.

Who is he waiting for? Qin Huai rubbed his stomach and couldn't figure it out, but he remembered it when he took out his phone.The first person in the contact list is Shan Changbai. Yes, he just wants to wait for Shan Changbai to rush home, hoping that he can come back as soon as possible to take care of himself. Thinking of seeing his worried expression for him, Qin Huai couldn't help feeling sorry for himself. The sudden weak smile, but looking at the time, it was already past 10 o'clock in the night, he should be back by this time, why is there still no movement, is there some urgent matter?

Qin Huai subconsciously pressed the dial button, and there was a ringing sound from the phone. Qin Huai could tell that it was a piece played by Xiao Chuan. The sound of the flute was long and deep, and there was no other soundtrack. I feel that only Xiao can match the other party.

In the past, Qin Huai didn't have time to listen to the whole song before the phone was connected, and Qin Huai pretended to blame Shan Changbai for this.But this time, until the end of the song and the automatic hanging up, there was no sound that Qin Huai expected.

Didn't you hear it?Qin Huai dialed again puzzled.

Still no one picked up.

Fuck... what happened?Qin Huai endured the stomachache and headache and propped up his upper body, dialed it again, and Xiao Yin finished playing the whole song like a long river.

But this time Qin Huai seemed to hear something strange from Xiao Yin. Before he could ponder it carefully, he had already pressed the dial key for the fifth time - he recognized that this song was not the one he played.

This really surprised Qin Huai, but before he could think about the question, the call had already been connected.

Qin Huai immediately put the phone to his ear with relief, but what he heard was a completely unfamiliar voice.

What is he saying?

Qin Huai rubbed his sore stomach that was about to burst, his mind was cloudy and confused.

What is he saying?I... I can't hear, no, I can't remember, I can't remember what that strange person said to me at that time...

The light in the living room turned into a large ball of dazzling light, which became brighter and brighter, but was gradually swallowed by the darkness...

..............................

Qin Huai suddenly opened his eyes, and the gas that was pent up in his chest suddenly found a breakthrough point and began to squeeze his throat desperately. He could only gasp for breath, his brain was dizzy.

After a while, Qin Huai's breathing gradually calmed down.

He touched his sweat-drenched forehead and stared at the ceiling in confusion for a long time... After a long while, he slowly let out a long breath and regained his strength.

Qin Huai sat up and rubbed his stomach in confusion: "Tsk, I'm hungry."

I don't know if the feeling in the dream was so strong that he was also uncomfortably hungry after waking up.

Qin Huai tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, then gritted his teeth and rolled down from the bed, rushing to the kitchen.

Qin Huai pushed open the bedroom door, and the living room was pitch black. For some reason, he remembered the scene in the dream. He glanced at the guest room, and called out in a strange way: "Changbai? Are you back?"

It was very quiet.

Qin Huai walked over, opened the door cautiously, and called again: "Changbai?"

A faint light slowly came into Qin Huai's sight. Qin Huai squinted his eyes and looked over. Inside the light cluster was a ferocious face.

"I hate your mother------!!!!"

Qin Huai was so frightened that he roared angrily, and no matter what was long white and long black, he rolled back and quickly retreated from his original position, quickly looked around the living room, and punched the button of the light in the living room with a "snap!" Light exploded in front of his eyes.

Then he stomped back to the door of the guest room, and kicked the door open——

...I saw someone who was holding a soup bowl with a noodle in his mouth that hadn't been sucked into his mouth, and a delicate and slender candle was burning next to him.

Qin Huai felt that he couldn't breathe for a moment.

"Jing your mother!" Qin Huai was so angry that he couldn't breathe, "You you!"

"What about me?" Jing Jiang sucked the noodle in his mouth into his mouth, and took another mouthful of soup.

"Are you crazy? You, shit, you almost scared me to death..." Qin Huai was already overwhelmed, but when he saw Jing Jiang's calm reaction, his anger subsided instantly.

"I'm eating noodles, are you hungry?" Jing Jiang glanced at him.

It was good that Jing Jiang didn't mention eating noodles, but when Qin Huai was mentioned, he immediately focused on the noodles in front of him.

"are you hungry?"

Qin Huai's stomach growled, and Jing Jiang looked at him with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

So Qin Huai didn't care about losing face or not, and spread it on Jingjiang's bed, and issued an imperial decree: "I'm hungry, get me a bowl of pearl emerald phoenix noodles. If you do well, you will be rewarded."

Jing Jiang turned his head to look at Cheeky lying on his bed, and went to the kitchen with his own bowl.

Qin Huai was lying on Jingjiang's bed, and listening to the cooking of noodles in the kitchen, he couldn't help laughing.

With nothing else to do, he took a look at Jingjiang's room. It was only then that Qin Huai felt that he and Jingjiang were living together... No, co-renting had a sense of reality. After all, there were already traces of Jingjiang's life in this room.

Qin Huai glanced at Jingjiang's room. On the desk were neatly arranged books and student homework, and in the closet were folded clothes... The bedding on the bed must have just been dried today, because Qin Huai quietly buried his face in it and smelled it. The smell of the sun is soft and pleasant, and in his current state of being spread out on the bed, he is too refreshed to stand up.

That's great, Qin Huai nodded in satisfaction, that's great.

Ten minutes later, while Qin Huai was rolling back and forth on his bed, Jing Jiang came in with a soup bowl.

Qin Huai turned his head and glanced at him, persisted in finishing the roll, and then got up to take his own bowl. Jing Jiang watched the whole process of Qin Huai's cheeky expressionless face.

Qin Huai held the noodles in his hand, looked down, and said, oh!Turn around and ask.

"Where are the pearls?"

"It's the cabbage clapper."

"What about Emerald?"

"Leaves of green vegetables are just that."

"Where's the phoenix meat?"

"I clipped a phoenix leg for you."

Qin Huai picked up the chopsticks and saw a big chicken leg under the noodles. He couldn't help laughing: "Vulgar, you are so fucking vulgar."

Jing Jiang turned his head and glanced at the big chicken drumsticks in the Qinhuai bowl, and couldn't help but also smiled.

"It's really rare." Qin Huai stared at Jingjiang closely: "You smiled just now, tsk tsk, I almost saw it as a sinister smile."

Jing Jiang turned his head away, and resumed his indifferent tone: "Eat quickly."

"Okay." Qin Huai held his chopsticks and began to enjoy his pearl emerald phoenix noodles.

After Hulu Hulu finished eating the noodles, Qin Huai felt comfortable all over, his whole body was warm and his stomach was comfortable, and he didn't want to sleep anymore, so he couldn't help but fell back again, and collapsed on the Jingjiang bed.

"Let me say that, Jing Jiang, have you been sunbaked today?" Qin Huai turned over and lay on his side on the bed, looking at Jing Jiang who was still drinking soup: "Why are you eating so slowly?"

"Eat fast and get hungry fast." Jing Jiang replied.

"Eat it when you're hungry, can you still afford a bowl of noodles, but eating slowly is good for your health, my mother said so." Qin Huai said disapprovingly, "Your quilt is really comfortable after drying it."

"kindness."

"It smells like the sun." Qin Huai glanced at Jing Jiang who was about to speak, and stopped him after thinking about it, "Don't tell me it smells like dead bugs, I just like to smell it."

"I didn't plan to say it, I just wanted to say..." Jing Jiang hesitated before opening his mouth, "Next time the sun is good, I can dry your quilt too."

"You didn't tell me earlier, I did it myself, ouch, disgusting people," Qin Huai sniffed the quilt again, "Then you can dry it for me next time, I'm too lazy."

"En." After Jing Jiang drank the last sip of soup, he sent Qin Huai's soup bowl to the kitchen.

Qin Huai heard the sound of the kitchen scrubbing again, and couldn't help but wonder: he was lying on the bed, and Jing Jiang cooked for him, washed the dishes and dried the quilt, so he always had the illusion of marrying a good wife.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai couldn't help but tremble all over his body, goosebumps came out vigorously.

Change, change the word!Qin Huai rolled on the bed again, Jing Jiang is quite a homely person and can take care of others.

Although sometimes he is annoying, his speech is ugly, he doesn't usually have a smiling face, and his thinking is backward and corrupt (because of his views on Chinese), the whole is a scum of society, a weed of the motherland...

Qin Huai quickly sat up, and accidentally turned Comrade Jingjiang's whitewashing campaign into a critique/struggle meeting, so he quickly returned to the topic!

Going back to the memories of Jingjiang’s advantages—making breakfast for myself (although I broke into my house the night before), waking myself up (although I had a big fight with him before this), and cooking noodles for myself ( I was taken aback), and even went to the office to confirm his whereabouts (... no comment)... How come the more I think about it, the more it doesn't feel right?

Alas, Qin Huai sighed, it was all caused by his first impression of Jingjiang, how could he look at a person so one-sidedly, he should get along with him seriously before making a judgment.

So he stopped the boring brain activities and returned to reality.

After Jing Jiang finished washing, he turned off the lights in the kitchen and living room, and returned to his room. Qin Huai lay on his bed and rolled his eyes to say hello.

"Don't go back to bed yet." Jing Jiang said while sitting at the desk and looking through the students' homework.

"I can't sleep anymore, I was scared by you." Qin Huai looked at the thick stack of homework books, and couldn't help but said, "It's too much for you to assign so many homework to students just after school starts."

"Other teachers think so too," Jing Jiang took out another copy after reading one, "so the students will have a lot of time to write my homework."

"...you are ruthless."

"kindness."

"Oh, yes, I almost completely forgot about it." Qin Huai suddenly remembered the reason why he lay on his bed: "You don't go home in the middle of the night, what's the matter with hiding in your room with candles and eating noodles? It scares me." I have to almost copy the guy."

"I don't want to turn on the light when you're already asleep," Jing Jiang said, "and I'm not used to turning on the light when I eat."

Qin Huai looked up at him, but he didn't look at Qin Huai, but focused on the homework.

"Why don't you get used to it? Isn't it common to turn on the light when you eat at night, and it doesn't affect me at all if you turn on the light when I'm in the room," Qin Huai asked in particular, "You haven't told me why you didn't go home thing."

"I have been used to it since I was a child. Turning on the lights will let people know that you are at home, and they will come to you."

Jing Jiang didn't answer what he did when he went out again, which made Qin Huai feel a little weird, probably because he was very resistant to things like not going home late at night, when he thought of Jing Jiang not coming home at night, his mind couldn't stop flashing the dream just now scenes that appear in .

"You're not going to say why you went there, are you?" Qin Huai asked with confusion in his heart, "I really want to know, just tell me."

Jing Jiang: "..."

Qin Huai pestered Jingjiang with a stern face: "Tell me, tell me, if it's something shameful, I'll keep it a secret for you."

"Don't ask any other questions."

"Okay, okay!" Qin Huai nodded.

Jing Jiang was silent for a long time, until Qin Huai almost thought he had repented, he replied, "I went to visit someone else."

"Isn't this unusual?" Qin Huai immediately raised his head and asked, "Who is it?"

"Just now you said don't ask me other questions." Jing Jiang pinched Qin Huai's chin suddenly, "I just don't want to answer your questions because I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"Fuck... what's wrong with chatting with me late at night," Qin Huai sat up angrily.

Jing Jiang looked at Qin Huai with a headache: "I want you to go back to the house, I want to turn off the lights."

"Aren't you reading your homework, why turn off the light?"

"It's enough for me to use candles." Jing Jiang said expressionlessly.

Qin Huai was stunned immediately... Damn, the reason was so good that he couldn't refute it for a moment.

The two were silent for a long time before Qin Huai came back to his senses and looked at Jingjiang with the expression of seeing a ghost.

"If you...can't pay the electricity bill for the time being, I can pay in advance."

"……no."

"Then what's going on with you!? What age is this? How did you get into the habit of lighting candles and reading? Are you going blind!?" Qin Huai pulled his hair violently.

"..." Jing Jiang answered after a while, "Calm down, I'm just joking."

"Ah?" Qin Huai was a little dumbfounded... Which one are you joking about?

Jing Jiang stretched out his hand and rubbed Qin Huai's head a few times, and patted the back of his head: "I want to sleep, it's all right, you go back to sleep quickly."

"Ah..." Qin Huai felt demented for a while after being touched and patted on the head.

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Jing Jiang immediately picked him up from the bed and shook him several times.

"Hey, wake me up and go back to your room to sleep, do you hear me?"

"Fuck, stop shaking, I know," Qin Huai hurriedly stopped his murder.

"Oh." Jing Jiang said expressionlessly.

Qin Huai jumped off his bed and ran back to the bedroom without looking back. The quilt flew up and wrapped him in it.

Jing Jiang seemed to be gnashing his teeth and rubbed his temples before turning off the light and going to bed.

Qin Huai lay on the dark and stuffy bed with his eyes wide open, unable to recover for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to touch his hair, and the temperature of Jingjiang's palm seemed to stay on it... Qin Huai immediately writhed frantically on the bed, kicking, twisting and biting the quilt, as if he had just been fished out of the water Like a lobster, the boss tossed and tossed for a while before suddenly standing still, as if someone had clicked the pause button.

A few minutes later, he touched his hair again, hugged the quilt again and ravaged/ravaged...

Just like this, he kept getting nervous, doing all-joint twisting exercises, and repeating the action of being caught out of the water. He didn't calm down until he was exhausted from tossing and staring at the ceiling. It took a long time to squeeze it out of his mouth. two words.

"Help……"

The author has something to say: Changed a section of the plot

☆、It’s okay, just like that

Early the next morning, Jing Jiang pulled up Qin Huai, who was still drunk on the bed. Qin Huai hung one arm on Jing Jiang's hand, his upper body was hanging in the air, and his lower body was still tucked into the bed. His body language expressed that he would rather die than die. willingness to act.

However, Jing Jiang shoved cold hands into his neck, and he opened his eyes in a jerk.

"Abusing/treating you." Qin Huai rubbed his arms that had been sore for a long time, complained and sat up.

"It's time to get up and eat." Jing Jiang said while picking up all the clothes that Qin Huai threw on the ground last night and threw them beside his pillow.

Qin Huai closed his eyes and put them on his head one by one. Jing Jiang grabbed his clothes with his hands: "Don't put them on, these are pants."

Qin Huai opened one eye and took a look, and found that they were really pants. No wonder he felt that the sleeves were a bit loose, and he couldn't find the neckline for a long time. He threw the pants aside, and found the shirt and put it on.

On the dining table, Jing Jiang had already set out fried dough sticks with soy milk and egg drop soup. After washing up, Qin Huai quickly sat over and squeezed a fried dough stick into his mouth.

Jing Jiang was sitting at the dinner table reading a newspaper.

This scene... Why did the role of husband and wife change overnight? Qin Huai looked at Jingjiang depressedly. This posture, tsk tsk, really competed with his father. They both looked leisurely and majestic. They still read newspapers For this kind of antique behavior, Qin Huai swallowed the fritters while cursing.

"Let's see later," Qin Huai asked without holding back, "You still have the habit of reading newspapers."

Jing Jiang put down the newspaper in his hand, and turned his thick black eyes to Qin Huai: "Just pretend, I don't like reading newspapers."

"What's wrong with this?" Qin Huai smiled: "If you don't like to watch it, you don't watch it. I'm here alone. Is it useful to pretend to show it to me?"

"No, this is what my teacher asked of me. If you don't like to watch it, you have to watch it." Jing Jiang said with a blank face.

"Really?" Qin Huai said, "Do you still have contact with your former teacher?"

"Just one," Jing Jiang was silent for a while before replying.

"That's good, one is good too. My former teacher wished that I would get far away and never provoke them again." Qin Huai waved his hand indifferently, finished the last sip of soy milk, and said to Jing Jiang : "The next time you cook soup, don't buy soy milk. I can't drink it anymore, and I don't like to drink soy milk."

"Okay," Jing Jiang nodded, "Do you like soup?"

"Yes, I really like it, but I don't like to drink sweet ones, but I like to drink savory ones, salty, spicy and sour."

"I see."

"Hey, you're still blaming your heart," Qin Huai looked at Jing Jiang with a smile, but suddenly remembered what happened last night when he was lying in bed worrying, and immediately looked away.

After eating, Qin Huai and Jing Jiang packed up their things and went to work.

The two walked on the road, both silent and not speaking.

It's really amazing, Qin Huai pondered in his mind, he and Jing Jiang could go to work together so peacefully, and a few days ago they were at odds with him, last night they ate a bowl of noodles and were touched The back of the head immediately betrayed.

Qin Huai covered his face silently, ashamed of his free stand.

"What, uncomfortable?" Jing Jiang asked suddenly.

Qin Huai was startled, and only then came back to his senses, and found that Jing Jiang's gaze had been on him.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Qin Huai quickly covered up.

"En." Jing Jiang nodded, and resumed not squinting.

Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and accidentally made out the movements in his heart, which was scary, so be more careful in the future.

Having nothing to do, Qin Huai just wanted to find something to talk about.

"Hey, you didn't tell me who you went to see last night," Qin Huai continued to poke people's foreheads as soon as the subject changed.

"Still thinking about it."

"That's impossible, I