The school grass must suck me every day to survive [Transmigration Book]

Hearing Lu Lijiang calling him "Yanyan", Qingyan was in a daze.

In the past and present lives, there was only one person who called him that, and she was her nominal mother in the previous life.

That crazy woman who would hold him in her arms only after hitting him, crying and comforting her.

Only then, she would call him "Yanyan".

Every time at this time, his body hurts a lot, and his heart hurts even more, but he still compromises in her pleading and apology, again and again.

Until later, he knew it was all a lie

The crazy woman is not only not his mother, but also the chief culprit of her mother's death. It turns out that he has been admitting the thief as his mother.

And the crazy woman used him as a pawn and as a tool to vent her anger.

In the past, he gave in too many times, just because he cherished that "Yanyan".

Until the truth was torn apart and all the ugliness was exposed in front of him, he endured nausea and pain, abandoned everything and left alone.

Since then, no one has called him "Yanyan", and he no longer needs to humblely beg for any affection.

Now, when he heard this familiar yet unfamiliar call again, Qingyan thought for a moment that he was still in the original world.

——He's not Qin Yan, he's still Qing Yan in his whole body, but he has a roommate named Lu Lijiang.

He showed him kindness, often helped him, and called him by his nickname affectionately.

Maybe it was touching the softness in his heart, or maybe it was thinking about the past, Qingyan's heart trembled for no reason.

Reason told him that he should not accept Lu Lijiang's kindness, but should follow his consistent principles, reject him and stay away from him.But his emotions were out of control, which made him hesitate and tangle.

Qingyan looked down at his toes, hiding the emotions in his eyes from an angle that no one could see.

The straight boy hung his head, and even the stump of hair on top of his hair was limp on his stomach, looking listless.

After a while, Qingyan raised his head to meet Lu Lijiang's long-awaited eyes.

I don't know whether it's inferiority or helplessness, but his voice is a little low, but he accepted the kindness.

He said: "Okay. Let me borrow it from you. I will pay you back as soon as possible, and of course I will count the interest."

Lu Lijiang stood still and looked at him.

He could see the blankness flashing in Qingyan's eyes, he could also see the helplessness when Qingyan bowed his head, and he could even see Qingyan's pride when he said that the interest was counted.

In fact, he wanted to get it back, but this amount of money was really nothing to him.

Maybe he has eaten a meal and traveled far, which has already far exceeded this number.

But he was afraid of hurting the self-esteem of the young man in front of him, so he made Qingyan close the little door that he had finally opened to him with a "click".

In the end, Lu Lijiang nodded in agreement: "Okay, it's all up to you."

The attitude is tolerant and the tone is doting.

Only Qingyan, who was in a mess of thoughts, didn't pay attention, he nodded slightly, and threw out two words again forcefully: "Thank you."

He didn't know whether it was because he was depressed, or he really didn't know how to deal with this situation. After thanking him, he sat back at the desk, picked up the unfinished test paper and continued writing.

Lu Lijiang has very good eyesight, even if he is far away, he can clearly see what books are spread in front of Qingyan.

- Mathematics competition papers.

Qingyan was very fast in solving the questions, and filled in the answers to simple questions with a glance.

For more difficult questions, you will scribble and quickly draw two steps on the draft paper next to it, and then fill in the correct answer.

Lu Lijiang looked at the young man in front of the desk in admiration silently.

If he hadn't accompanied Qingyan through the farce just now, he even thought that Qingyan had been sitting in front of the desk from beginning to end without moving.

Qingyan seems not to be affected by the farce at all, he is focused and serious, immersed in the state of doing the questions, and his psychological quality is so strong that it is terrifying.

After a while, Lu Lijiang looked away, returned to his seat, and began to brush up the questions.

Soon, the only sound left in the dormitory was the rustling of pens rubbing against books.

Normally, Lu Lijiang would not feel anything, but at this moment, he felt that the dormitory was too deserted.

Thinking of this, he stopped writing, looked sideways at Qingyan who was still writing at his desk, stretched out his hand, and tapped on the table with his fingers.

There was a sudden sound in the silent space, Qingyan couldn't help noticing it, so he stopped writing and looked over.

In front of the two desks side by side, the two teenagers turned their heads and looked at each other.

Lu Lijiang had sporadic smiles in his eyes, but Qingyan's eyes were only blank.

"Yanyan." Lu Lijiang called him.

Unexpectedly, he didn't change the title back, and used his nickname that he accidentally called out just now.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Qingyan's eyes, but he did not correct it in the end.

Because compared to Qin Yan, he found that he would rather Lu Lijiang call him Yanyan, not to appear intimate, but Yanyan could be Qin Yan, and of course it could be Qing Yan.

He wants to be himself.

Seeing that Qingyan didn't refute the name, Lu Lijiang was slightly surprised, but it didn't show on his face, there was temptation in his casual tone, and there was an invitation: "Let's play a game?"

Qingyan stared at Lu Lijiang quietly, without making a sound.

Lu Lijiang responded to his temptation, and continued with confidence, "We each give five questions to each other, whoever can't do it will be considered a loser, and the loser has to promise the other party one thing, how about it?"

Just looking for someone to borrow money, now Lu Lijiang and Qing Yan are the lenders.

The benefactor has a request, and it is not too much, Qingyan has no reason to refuse.

What's more, his goal is Lu Lijiang, who is the first in grade, and he also wants to know the level of the other party.

"Okay." He nodded.

In the following time, Lu Lijiang and Qing Yan each had their own thoughts and ideas.

Qingyan wanted to explore Lu Lijiang's bottom line, and Lu Lijiang wanted Qingyan to divert his attention, so the two of them did not make any ambiguities in their questions. They gave each other a top-level difficulty question.

After a while, the two exchanged questions, and both went to solve the problems seriously.

Lu Lijiang didn't want to lose, otherwise he would lose face for threatening to make up lessons for his little roommate.

Qingyan also didn't want to lose, otherwise his plan to repay Lu Lijiang's money with the scholarship would die prematurely.

No matter how difficult the problem is, those who can't bear to solve it are capable enough.

Although it took some time, the two handed the answer to each other almost at the same time.

If Lu Lijiang was surprised by the difficulty of Qingyan's problem solving just now, he will start to be surprised by Qingyan's problem solving speed again.

He proposed the game, just because he was afraid that Qingyan would be trapped in the sadness just now, and he didn't want him to feel lonely, so he played with him.

But now, he really has a little interest.

With his special growth experience, the project that he spent the most time in these years is doing questions, questions of various difficulties.

To him, doing the questions is as common as eating and sleeping, and it is also easy to learn.

Therefore, all kinds of exams are too simple for him. He doesn't want to waste time taking them, and he doesn't bother to do those mentally handicapped questions.

Only Yinghua will take the monthly exam, because the school will send the report card to grandpa.

But now, the little game with Qingyan made him feel like he was a match.

There was a long-lost excitement, and the fighting spirit was ignited.

Lu Lijiang raised his eyebrows slightly, took Qing Yan's answer, and carefully checked the answer without being careless.

Just like the previous math test paper, Qingyan... was right!

Lu Lijiang regretted a little

Because just after he finished filling in the answers to the five questions, he glanced at the little roommate next to him.

Seeing him frowning and earnestly calculating, he couldn't bear it for a while, and changed the answer to the last question to wrong.

His original intention was to blame himself for making the questions too difficult, fearing that his little roommate would make too many mistakes and embarrass him, so he deliberately let the water go.

Who knew that in the end he would be self-indulgent.

"I lost." Lu Lijiang admitted generously, handed back Qingyan's all-right answer sheet, slightly raised his eyes to look at him, and said sincerely, "What do you want me to promise you?"

Qingyan's last question was mathematics, which was similar to the question type Lu Lijiang gave him.

It doesn't make sense that Lu Lijiang can ask this kind of question, but can't solve the correct answer.

Qingyan is not a fool, of course he knows that Lu Lijiang crossed out the answer and rewritten the wrong number on purpose.

He didn't quite know the reason, but he could guess it was good intentions.

Qingyan is not good at handling this kind of situation, so he didn't point it out. He looked away, folded the answer sheets in his hand, and said truthfully, hiding his complicated thoughts: "I didn't think about it."

Lu Lijiang's eyes fell on Qingyan's hand.

His little roommate's hands are beautiful, fair and slender, with well-defined joints, neatly trimmed nails, clean and round with a healthy luster, and he is unconsciously tossing his answer sheet at this time.

Turn over and over, knead gently and slowly.

The black font on the paper contrasted sharply with his fair skin, giving people the ultimate visual stimulation.

He suddenly envied that piece of paper.

If his little roommate played with him like this every day, would he live a long life? !

Lu Lijiang's heartbeat suddenly became abnormal again. It was obvious that he had recovered from his "heart attack" today after putting his little roommate on the shoulder.

Why is this disease recurring? !

Lu Lijiang silently looked away, and nodded seriously: "Well, I owe you first."

The weekend is over, and it's school day again.

Lu Lijiang, who was supposed to ask for leave two days ago to return to the Lu family's old house, insisted on staying at school until the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar.

During the exercise between classes in the morning, Lu Lijiang received a call from his uncle.

It was Lu Zhixing's succinct and overbearing style: "Why didn't you reply?"

Lu Lijiang stood in the corridor, looking at the square formation of students doing morning exercises on the playground from a distance, facing the late autumn wind, he replied lightly: "I want to try."

Lu Zhixing, who was on the other end of the phone, instantly understood the meaning of the words "don't go to the village and don't go to the store at the back".

After a moment of silence, a slightly surprised voice came: "Did you meet him?"

The autumn wind was a bit strong, blowing the hem of Lu Lijiang's school uniform, making a rustling sound.

He stood there without moving, and his gaze was always on the position of Class F of the second year of high school. Unlike Lu Zhixing's surprise, his tone was always calm, and the content was still unclear: "So I want to try."

There was another silence on Lu Zhixing's side, he didn't know how to respond, or he hesitated to speak.

After a while, Lu Zhixing said solemnly: "Be careful in everything, the driver will wait at the school, and call if the situation is wrong."

"it is good."

Lu Lijiang has always been cautious about getting sick, and will not go against the arrangements of his grandfather and uncle.

He responded with a good attitude, and then ended this unusual call for their uncle and nephew.

In the evening, when Qingyan returned to the dormitory to take a shower, he found that for the first time, Lu Lijiang didn't go to class A for self-study, nor did he study in the dormitory, but went to the bathroom to wash up earlier than him.

Although he has a regular schedule, it doesn't have to be exact.

Lu Lijiang took up the bathroom, so he started doing the quizzes first.

Not long after Lu Lijiang came out, he went to bed and lay down without saying anything.

Qing Yan, who was packing and changing clothes, was stunned for a moment, and he stared at Lu Lijiang for a long time.

According to the past, Lu Lijiang must have noticed that he was looking at him a long time ago, maybe he started joking again, but today's Lu Lijiang is very abnormal.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't seem to be interested. He just lay quietly on the bed without closing his eyes. His eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Qingyan put down his clothes and walked two steps towards Lu Lijiang's bed.

Although he is not used to establishing an intimate relationship with people, the other party is after all a roommate who has repeatedly helped him, and he cannot turn a blind eye to it due to emotion and reason.

What's more, he who passed away due to illness in his previous life is very sensitive to illness and pays special attention to it.

"fine."

Even though Qingyan came to him, Lu Lijiang still stared at the void, his tone was calm and a little cold.

Qingyan is not a nosy person, but after pondering for a moment, he added: "If you are sick, don't force it."

"Yes." Lu Lijiang closed his eyes and agreed.

Seeing that Lu Lijiang didn't want him to take care of him, Qingyan didn't force him, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

What he didn't know was that Lu Lijiang, who had his eyes closed, was silently waiting for the night to fall, waiting for the arrival of every special Lunar New Year's Day that belonged to him.

After Qingyan took a shower, he sat at the desk and studied the questions as usual.

Compared to having a figure beside him on weekdays, today he looks a little lonely.

So many times, when he changed the test paper in the middle, he unconsciously looked at the person lying on the bed not far away.

Lu Lijiang was wearing his usual pajamas, lying on his side facing the wall, the quilt on his body was neatly covered, he didn't speak, and breathed evenly.

Qingyan couldn't see his face from the angle, so he didn't know if he was asleep or not.

The clock on the wall is ticking, one second after another, until the clock points to eleven o'clock at night, Qingyan stops writing on time, turns off the lights, and goes to bed.

The dormitory was completely dark and quiet.

Lu Lijiang who had been lying on the bed for several hours breathed a sigh of relief.

last hour.

He said to himself: Lu Lijiang, whether he can live or not depends on this night.

Qingyan's sleep quality has always been good.

He fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while, his breathing was light and long, very sweet.

Lu Lijiang turned over, faced the moonlight coming in from the window, and looked across the air at the sleeping boy opposite, without blinking.

Almost every night, he fell asleep listening to Qingyan's breathing.

He got used to this state, which made him feel at ease and let him meditate.

But today was different, he couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep.

The experience from childhood to adulthood made him understand how painful the next attack was, and how crazy he was.

He was afraid of scaring his little roommate, and even more afraid of hurting him.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and Lu Lijiang almost counted the ticks of the clock. Every second passed, his heart became tighter.

It is the fear of pain, but also the fear of the unknown.

Until he clearly heard the slight sound of the clock pointing to twelve o'clock, and clearly felt the severe pain emanating from the inside out of his body.

At that moment, he almost fainted.

The heart-piercing pain made him subconsciously grasp the bed sheet tightly, but it didn't work at all. The intense pain made his whole body break out in cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth tightly, Guan didn't dare to make a sound to disturb Qingyan.

——No, just stay in the same space with Qingyan.

Experience told Lu Lijiang that with every second that passed, the pain he would endure would get deeper.

And this pain lasts all night until morning.

He once heard from his uncle that the reason why people in his family could not live past the age of 20 was because the disease would become more serious with age, and until the age of 20, they would be tortured to death.

Lu Lijiang has experienced this heart-wrenching feeling countless times since he was a child, and he is no stranger to it, but he still finds it unbearable.

Waves of pain came over him, and he gradually curled up his body, clenched his fists tightly to relieve it, but it didn't work at all.

The pain was like a scorching iron burning at the tip of his heart, and it was like ten thousand poisonous insects gnawing at his limbs at the same time, and even more like a sharp knife piercing his skin one by one.

From head to toe, from the inside to the outside, there is no place where there is no pain, so that the pain of nails embedded in the palm seems so insignificant, and there is no feeling at all.

Every cell in the body is screaming in pain.

Under the extreme pain, Lu Lijiang, who was dripping with cold sweat, gradually lost his sanity.

In the darkness, his body seemed to feel something, instinctively telling him that he should go in a certain direction, where his pain would be relieved, and where he would be more comfortable.

It is the direction of Qingyan.

Obviously staying in school is to test whether Qingyan can relieve his pain and keep him away from the curse of not living to be 20 years old.

But at this moment, Lu Lijiang tried his best to control him, not wanting to disturb the sleeping Qingyan.

I can't tell if I'm afraid of scaring him, or I can't bear it.

He gritted his teeth and persisted until the pain swallowed all his reason, he couldn't control it anymore, staggered out of bed, and walked towards Qingyan's bed by instinct.

He hugged the person on the bed irrationally, like a wild beast finding its prey, he tore off Qing Yan's collar wildly, buried his head in his neck, and took a sharp breath.

The pain dissipated in an instant, and the person disturbed by him gave a soft "huh".

Qingyan woke up.