Picked up a crying bag

After laughing, Lao Fang coughed a few times and said, "Okay, your homework will be handed in after school starts, don't do it now."

Hearing what Lao Fang said, the whole class shouted excitedly: "Good!"

"There is one more thing. We won't go to evening self-study during the make-up classes during the winter vacation. When you come home from school at night, don't run around and study more." Lao Fang stood on the podium and said: "You will be in the third year of high school when school starts. Only the last year is the college entrance examination, study hard and be responsible for your future and life.”

Lao Fang said a lot of words on the podium to make them study hard and calm down.

But among the students in the audience, some eyes were full of disdain, and some eyes were full of confusion.

They seem to feel that growing up is a very distant thing.

After Lao Fang finished speaking, he started class, which was the new textbook for the third year of high school.

He wants to finish the new textbook quickly so that he can spare time for them to review the knowledge points of the three years of high school.

The sun was shining outside the window, but the sun in winter was not very warm, and the people in the classroom could only put their hands in their pockets and shake their bodies.

Relying on righteousness to resist the cold.

It was the first time for Jing Ji to spend the winter in the south, and he never imagined that the winter in the south would be so cold.

He didn't shake his body, he just put his hands in his clothes bag, his head tucked into his scarf, and dozed off in a ball.

He Shiyong took off his glove, took Jing Ji's hand, and put the glove on his hand.

He also smoothed out all the wrinkles, with a serious look as if he was doing something big.

Jing Ji got up late this morning, and he couldn't find the gloves there, so he simply didn't wear them.

At this time, he looked at He Shiji's movements, bent his fingers unworthy of He Shike, and asked, "What are you doing for me?"

"It's hard for me to write with gloves on, so I'll wear them for you." He Shiyong said the excuse he had already thought up.

Sure enough, Jing Ji didn't resist after hearing him say that, and straightened her fingers again.

He Shiqi held Jing Ji's hand, Jing Ji's hand was a little cold.

He put the other glove on Jing Ji's hand, and pulled it down bit by bit, his fingertips slightly inserted into Jing Ji's palm, interlocking with Jing Ji's fingers.

However, he only paused for a few seconds, then quickly retracted his fingers, and continued to put on gloves for Jing Ji seriously.

He didn't dare to stay for too long, for fear that Jing Ji would notice something was wrong.

After smoothing the wrinkles on Jing Ji's gloves again, he took Jing Ji's hand and stuffed it back into his pocket.

He also thoughtfully packed the clothes tightly for Jing Ji to prevent the wind from entering.

Jing Ji didn't react the whole time, because he was already buried in the scarf and was about to fall asleep, so he didn't notice any abnormalities at all.

At noon, the four of them made an appointment to have dinner together.

On the way out of the school gate, Zhang Tian asked while singing: "What to eat?" This question is always the most difficult one to solve.

He was asking about Jing Ji, because among the few of them, only Jing Ji was the pickiest eater, and he wouldn't eat anything that didn't suit his taste.

As time passed, they listened to Jing Ji for everything they ate, anyway, the food Jing Ji took them to eat was delicious.

But what Zhang Tian didn't expect this time was that Jing Ji looked at He Shiyong and asked, "What do you eat?"

You must know that Jing Ji generally does not seek other people's opinions.

"How pure is it when you don't face the sky back then, pure... huh?" Hearing Jing Ji asking He Shiqi what he would like to eat, Zhang Tian's voice faltered.

He looked at He Shiyong and Jing Ji strangely, and then exchanged a glance with Kou Bai, who was also surprised beside him.

What happened to these two?

I do not know.

it's wired.

Yes.

They completed a conversation with their eyes.

Kou Bai also found it incredible.

He was looking at his phone while listening to their conversation, but he actually heard Jing Ji asking He Shiqi what to eat?

"What's the matter with you two?" Jing Ji looked at Zhang Tian and Kou Bai who had strange faces and asked.

"Why did you think of asking He Shiqi?" Zhang Tian turned his head back and looked at Jing Ji and asked.

"?" Jing Ji didn't understand what Zhang Tian wanted to say, isn't it normal to ask He Shiqi?

When eating at home, He Shiqi does what he eats, only a few times he orders food.

Seeing Jing Ji's confused appearance, Zhang Tian immediately said, "It's all right!"

He has nothing to do when he has nothing to ask. What are they doing?

Jing Ji wanted to ask He Shiyong to eat whatever he wanted, but it wasn't a big deal.

Zhang Tian forced the weirdness out of his mind, looked at He Shiqi, and asked, "So what do you want to eat?"

"Let's do it." He Shiyong said.

"Then let's go." Seeing that He Shiqi had made up his mind, Zhang Tian/pointed to the snack street.

The four of them walked towards the snack street.

After walking to the door of the dry pot shop, Zhang Tian looked at their signboard and said, "I heard that the plum wine in this shop is delicious, you can try it."

Kou Bai nodded beside him, expressing his agreement with Zhang Tian's idea.

Jing Ji also nodded, expressing that she wanted to try it.

But He Shiji who was next to him spoke out, he looked at Jing Ji and said, "Don't drink."

Jing Ji tilted her head to look at He Shiqi, but still hasn't answered.

However, He Shike's words attracted the attention of Zhang Tian and Kou Bai, and Kou Bai asked, "Don't you drink?"

"Don't drink? Can't drink?" Zhang Tian also asked.

He Shiyi nodded.

"Okay, forget it then, do you want Jing Ji to drink?" Seeing that He Shiqi couldn't drink, Zhang Tian didn't persuade him much, and went to ask Jing Ji again.

"He doesn't drink either." He Shiyong helped Jing Ji answer.

"Yes, I don't drink either." Jing Ji nodded, agreeing with what He Shiyong said.

"Why are you again?" Zhang Tian was startled.

Jing Ji raised his head toward He Shiqie, and said, "He said it."

Zhang Tian: "???"

Kou Bai: "???"

I knock?

He said you just listen?

Didn't he listen to you before?Why did you listen to him when you came back from a vacation?

Zhang Tian and Kou Bai looked at each other again, and they both saw incredible in each other's eyes.

Did they switch roles?

I do not know.

it's wired.

Yes.

The two made eye contact again.

In fact, Jing Ji didn't realize that, unconsciously, he had put He Shiyi in a very important position.

What He Shiyong said, He Shiyong's thoughts, and the decisions He Shiyong made, he would listen to them and keep them in mind.

He no longer regards He Shiyong as the child who could only cry, but a friend who can move forward with him.

Since Jing Ji and He Shiqi didn't drink the plum wine, Kou Bai and Zhang Tian couldn't drink it alone either.

"Forget it, we won't drink anymore." The two of them said.

"You can drink." He Shiyong glanced at the two of them and said.

Zhang Tian: "???"

Kou Bai: "???"

What do you mean?Discrimination?Just let Jing Ji ignore them?

In the end, Zhang Tian and Kou Bai still didn't drink plum wine.

...

There was still some time after eating, and the four of them went back to the classroom to take a lunch break.

Zhang Tian fell asleep after lying on the table for a while, and began to dream.

In the dream, the four of them had dinner together. The difference was that there were several bottles of beer in front of the four of them.

Obviously, it was the time I made an appointment to eat hot pot after the exam.

Zhang Tian in the dream reacted very slowly. He saw that there was wine in front of the four people, and he was still thinking, didn't He Shiqi say that he can't drink?

Yes, I knock!

Zhang Tian propped himself up from the desk, dammit, why didn't I see you say you can't drink before!

He suddenly turned his head to He Shiyong, looking at him in disbelief, with a look of being deceived.

Because Zhang Tian stood up too much, the stool rubbed heavily on the ground.

The voice was particularly harsh in the quiet class, many people were woken up and looked at Zhang Tian condemningly.

He Shiyong didn't have a lunch break, he was reading a book, seeing Zhang Tian making such a big noise, He Shiyong first looked at Jing Ji who was on a lunch break.

Simply, Jing Ji only moved slightly, and was not woken up.

Seeing that Jing Ji hadn't been woken up, He Shiyong glanced at Zhang Tian indifferently.

His eyes are deep, as if saying that if you wake Jing Ji up, you will be finished.

Zhang Tian suddenly covered his mouth and swallowed back the question he wanted to ask.

He giggled and sat back in his seat, as quiet as a chicken.

This little episode is over.

When it was time for class, He Shiyong saw that Jing Ji hadn't woken up yet, so he didn't tell him to let him sleep.

They finished school after four classes in the afternoon, and Jing Ji also slept in four classes.

Jing Ji and He Shiyong returned home, ready to have dinner.

After dinner, He Shiqi is going to the barbecue restaurant.

Since there is no evening self-study, He Shiqi can work in the barbecue restaurant until school starts.

After the Spring Festival, the number of people in the barbecue shop suddenly decreased a lot, and many people had to rush back to work.

After the barbecue restaurant is not busy, Wang Wu and Wang's wife will have more time to find new waiters, and they will change new waiters after He Shiyi starts school.

A few days before the start of school, He Shiyong proposed to Wang Wu to resign.

Wang Wu readily agreed, and paid He Shiyong his wages.

A total of three thousand one, a little higher than He Shiqi's expected salary.

Wang Wu said that during the Spring Festival, he was given 100 yuan a day.

After He Shiyong thanked him, he took the money and went home.

After returning home, he handed all three thousand ones to Jing Ji.

"What?" Jing Ji was playing a game, when he saw He Shiyong handing him a handful of money, he couldn't react.

After seeing the hero in the game died, he simply quit the game and looked at He Shiji.

"Give me money again?" Jing Ji asked jokingly.

"En." He Shiyong nodded seriously.

"Your salary?" Jing Ji asked.

"Correct."

"What do you pay me for?"

"You take it."

After the unsalty conversation between the two ended, seeing that Jing Ji didn't take his money, He Shiyong had a look of grievance on his face again, "Aren't you going to take my money?"

"I, I don't have any other family members. Who else can I give my money to besides you?" He Shiyong lowered his head and asked in a crying voice.

"Family?" Jing Ji's expression was in a daze.

When he heard these two words, he felt indescribable, as if he hadn't looked forward to the word family for a long time.

"Yes, family." Looking at Jing Ji's trance-like appearance, He Shiqi asked a little hurt: "Don't you think of me as a family member? I thought, I thought..."

He stopped the sound in a timely manner, only lowered his head secretly sad.

Seeing He Shiqi's tears come as soon as he said it, Jing Ji came back to his senses, and held his forehead in pain.

He thought that He Shiqi would not cry anymore, but who is this poor boy in front of him!

No way, what Jing Ji couldn't stand the most was that He Shiyong cried. He took He Shiyong's money, and then counted out another thousand and handed it to him.

"Pocket money."

"Okay." He Shiqi stopped the tears in an instant, looking at Jing Ji with bright eyes.

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The author has something to say: Seeing He Shiqi like this, Jing Ji asked suspiciously, "Isn't it just an act?"

"Woo~" Tears appeared in He Shiji's eyes again: "How could it be?"