not as sweet as you

Luo Xing was startled, followed his gaze, hurriedly put it back and put it behind his back: "No, it's nothing."

"It's not so swollen to this virtue, bring it here and let me have a look."

"It's not very swollen, just a little, don't look at it." Luo Xing pursed his lips and said, "It's ugly."

"I still think you're ugly? I won't take it out and beat you up again." Huo Xingzhou's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand: "Take it here."

He made a loud voice, and the noisy people in the classroom were also startled. They all turned their heads to look, and saw that Huo Xingzhou was looking at Luo Xing coldly, asking him for something, but Luo Xing dodged embarrassingly. Don't let him touch it.

The crowd discussed.

"Dare to take Huo Xingzhou's things indiscriminately on the third day of class, don't die."

"No wonder Zhang Xuan doesn't like him. Taking other people's things indiscriminately is a thief. I don't like it either. From then on, I have to put away all my things and can't put them in the classroom."

Hu Jiawen listened to the discussion, and looked over to Luo Xing, only to see that his face was a little flushed, and he was buried low, not daring to look at Huo Xingzhou, with an expression on his face that he had made a mistake.

Could he really be stealing things?

Huo Xingzhou also heard the discussion, and looked up coldly: "What do you say, repeat it again and I will listen."

The person who was discussing just shrank his neck, feeling his anger and suddenly dared not speak.

"It's hard to read the papers for self-study in the morning, why are you arguing!" Standing at the front door, Cheng Limin coughed heavily, "Go out and run ten laps with so much energy."

Everyone turned their heads one after another, pretending to be studying hard. Hu Jiawen took one last look and then looked away.

Seeing that there was no need to confront Huo Xingzhou, Luo Xing was relieved, and reminded him in a low voice: "The teacher is here."

Huo Xingzhou didn't take it hard, and stretched out his hand under the table with an uneasy face, "If you don't mind me holding your hand in front of Teacher Cheng, you can just hide it."

Luo Xing looked at his palm, which was much bigger than his own, slightly callused, with slender and clean finger bones, bit his lower lip helplessly, and carefully passed his hand under the belly of the table.

Huo Xingzhou took it over and took a look. Is this bloody swollen hand?

"I'll take you to the hospital." Huo Xingzhou stood up, "Teacher."

"What are you doing?"

Luo Xing gently pulled off his sleeve from below, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, it's okay, it's really okay, you don't need to tell the teacher, and you don't need to go to the hospital."

Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes.

"I'm fine, I just bumped into something accidentally yesterday, and the swelling will subside tomorrow." Luo Xing pursed his lips: "I don't want to go to the hospital."

His voice was thin and soft, because of his anxiety, a little blush appeared on his cheeks, all the way to his neck and the tips of his ears were full, and his eyes showed a hint of begging for mercy.

"What's the matter!" Cheng Limin saw that he was standing like a stake, and his temper had been suppressed to the limit. Huo Xingzhou said, "It's okay, I lost something."

"...If you lose it, look for it yourself, don't disturb your classmates in class." Cheng Limin glanced at him angrily, and suddenly asked: "Luo Xing, why did you move to the back to sit, is Huo Xingzhou you!"

Luo Xing was afraid that Teacher Cheng would say something about him again, so he hurriedly stood up and said, "Teacher, I can't do some questions. I want to sit with Huo so that I can ask for advice."

Cheng Limin suddenly remembered that he had also asked Luo Xing to influence Huo Xingzhou's study intentionally or unintentionally, so he could save himself from changing his position, so he hummed and let both of them sit down.

Everyone thought, please teach me, Huo Xingzhou doesn't even listen to class, please teach him how to mock people.

Cheng Limin hummed, and actually followed suit: "Then you two should study hard."

Luo Xing said hello and sat down, Cheng Limin continued to talk about some campus discipline issues, hair should not be dyed or too long, skirts should not be too short, students should focus on their studies and not puppy love.

He was spitting all over the top and said that Huo Xingzhou was pinching Luo Xing's wrist to ask questions, and the attack from both sides made Luo Xing very nervous. He didn't notice when Cheng Limin left.

Huo Xingzhou pinched his left hand awkwardly, and his nervous heart almost jumped out.

Fortunately, they were sitting in the last row, blocked by desks and books, and no one noticed.

"Can you let me go, I want to do my homework." Luo Xing lowered his head and asked in a low voice with a book behind him, because he had been holding his hand all the time, and he couldn't calm down at all.

His heart was beating violently all the time, he couldn't hear this "subtle" sound, and wondered if Huo Xingzhou could hear his beating heart.

He was so close, he must have heard it.

Huo Xingzhou didn't move, Luo Xing pulled it out with a little force, and turned away from looking at him.

Huo Xingzhou frowned, turned around and went out, Luo Xing looked a little flustered at his cool back, did he... upset him.

Obviously he came to care about himself, but he still does not know what is good or bad.

The bathrooms in the teaching building are all at the end on the left. When Luo was walking by, he heard someone gossip: "I heard that Huo Xingzhou has been in school for the past few days, and he didn't skip class to go out to play. Could it be that he is really in love. "

Another female voice with slanted braids was a little dazed: "Didn't he talk to their squad leader all the time?"

"Who did you hear that from? Although they are childhood sweethearts, Ye Qiaoqiao seems to be with Lu Qinghe from Class [-]. I saw the two of them eating together once, and Lu Qinghe even wiped her mouth."

"Then I don't know, but that time when Ye Rui confessed to Huo Xingzhou, he also said that if he fell in love before graduating from high school, he would sing conquest under the flagpole."

As soon as Luo Xing stopped, he couldn't help looking at the girls who were chatting, and was attracted by their words.

Hu Jiawen happened to come out to the bathroom, and patted his shoulder: "What are you thinking?"

Luo Xing shook his head.

When he came out of the bathroom, those girls had already left. When he returned to the classroom, he saw that Huo Xingzhou hadn't come back yet.

He dried the drops of water on his hands, took out his mobile phone and prepared to reply to Yanran's news. He injured his hand in the past few days, and it is estimated that he will not be able to translate for a while, and the delivery date will be postponed.

Luo Xing was fascinated, if the delivery date was postponed, he wondered if it would be enough for his living expenses next month, so he could only wait for his hands to recover and catch up with work a little bit, I hope it will be in time.

Yan Ran was very forthright. When he heard that his hand was injured, he sent a red envelope in a hurry: "I can't go to see you now, you can take it to buy some supplements by yourself, and you don't have much right to work for us." room's mind."

Luo Xing confiscated it, and just thanked him: "I'm not in the way, it's not a big problem, I appreciate Sister Yan's wishes, and I will try my best to deliver the manuscript in time."

Yan Ran replied with an emoji, saying that it doesn't matter if it's a few days late, let's wait until the injury is healed, don't let the root cause of the disease fall.

Luo Xing looked at the time, and it was almost time for class, so he also put away his phone and put it back on the table.

The students returned to the classroom to take their seats one after another, and the class bell rang. He turned his head to look at the empty seats, but Huo Xingzhou hadn't come back yet.

Is he really angry.

Luo Xing tore off a piece of paper from the calculus book with one hand, quickly wrote a few words, stuck it in his textbook like a thief, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Once it was opened, it was clean and outrageous again, without writing a single word.

Luo Xing was a little worried, thinking that Mr. Cheng told him last time to let him slightly influence Huo Xingzhou's study. It has been many days, and he has not made any progress.

If he mentioned it directly, maybe he wouldn't talk to him directly in the future, but he really wanted Huo Xingzhou to learn, and then he would secretly apply for the same university as him.

Maybe we can really be in the same university.

At that time, if he could also be in the same class as him, how great it would be to share a dormitory with him. After being with him for many years, he wouldn't get tired of it.

He stared at Huo Xingzhou's seat in a daze, he didn't even know that the bell rang for class, it was Zhang Xuan who turned around and asked him to help take out the trash, which brought him back to his senses.

This class is an English class. The teacher's surname is Liao. Recently, she asked for a few days off. It was the first time Luo Xing took her class. It was said that she was very strict, and she couldn't rub a grain of sand in her eyes.

Just as he was thinking, there was a steady sound of high-heeled shoes, Luo Xing looked up and saw a very young female teacher, about 30 years old, wearing glasses, her hair was cut very short, sharp and capable.

"Attend class."

Luo Xing spread out the English book and turned to page No. 17 according to her words. The entire classroom could hear a needle drop quietly.

Teacher Liao put his hands on the podium and spoke clearly.

Luo Xing had already taught these lessons by himself, so he didn't listen very carefully. Teacher Liao probably noticed it too, and called him several times to get up and answer questions.

He got all the answers right and didn't have anything to say, he just frowned and told him to concentrate on the class and don't miss out.

Luo Xing sat down, still unable to control his thoughts, and looked absently at the empty seat next to him.

Take a get out of class.

Zhang Xuan stood up and happened to see Luo Xing staring at Huo Xingzhou's desk, stretched his waist and said, "Don't look, whether he goes to class or not depends on his mood, maybe he won't come all day today, if you have a deskmate, it means you don't have a deskmate." table."

Luo Xing took a deep breath, and then let it out lightly. At first, he thought that being in the same school as him would give him a few more glances.

"He doesn't come to class for six out of seven days a week. You want to ask him to go to the court over there, or you can sleep and play games in Wende Building." Zhang Xuan stretched his legs, opened a game and continued to play.

"who said it."

As soon as Luo Xing looked up, he found Huo Xingzhou standing at the back door with a heavy package in his hand. He gave Zhang Xuan a cool look, but walked to his seat without saying anything else.

As soon as the package was placed on the ground, Huo Xingzhou took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands, then pulled the chair and sat facing him, reaching out his hand involuntarily.

Luo Xing looked at him nervously, isn't he angry?

There was no emotion on Huo Xingzhou's face, and he couldn't pinpoint his current mood, so he asked nervously in a low voice, "You..."

"Hand over here." Huo Xingzhou took out a long strip of ointment from his pocket and unscrewed it, only to see that Luo Xing was still in a daze, frowning: "Be obedient."

obedient.

He was very close, and his voice was neither low nor high on purpose, but it was very soft, like coaxing a disobedient child.

With a hint of soft and almost imperceptible coaxing.

Luo Xing blushed a little at this obedient sentence, as if by accident, he really handed him his hand obediently.

Huo Xingzhou squeezed a little ointment on the back of his hand, kneaded it evenly, and then smeared it on his finger with his fingertips, and blew on his finger gently while wiping: "If it hurts, don't bear it, tell me, I will gently .”

Luo Xing looked down at him, quietly bit the tip of his tongue to force back the soreness in his eyes, and his fingertips trembled a little.

He smears himself.

In the class when he was not there just now, he was not angry, but went to buy medicine for himself, and even applied the medicine on him with his own hands.

"It doesn't hurt." As soon as Luo Xing opened his mouth, he found that his voice was trembling, and he bit his lip quickly, stuffing the words back into his stomach.

Huo Xingzhou moved his fingertips very lightly, and blew gently on the wound, "Why doesn't it hurt? It's so swollen that it doesn't hurt. His voice is trembling and he's lying. Tell me again, whether it hurts or not."

"Yes, a little bit." Actually, Luo Xing really didn't feel too much pain. Being held in his hands and applying the medicine, it had already changed from a slight swelling to numbness, and he was about to fly with joy.

He has always known that Huo Xingzhou looks a little fierce and unreasonable on the surface, but he is actually a very nice person.

"Okay." Huo Xingzhou finished applying the medicine to him, screwed the lid on and put it in his own table, and explained: "The doctor said that it is best not to hold anything in your hand and not move it around. It doesn't matter if it hurts or itches. Don't mess around."

Luo Xing thought how could he be so delicate.

Huo Xingzhou probably guessed what he was thinking, wiped off his medicated fingers with a paper towel, tapped his forehead, and said, "Let me see that you don't listen to the doctor, and I will tie your hands up. I can't even go to the bathroom."

Luo Xing was terrified and shook his head: "I won't, I won't move around."

Huo Xingzhou rubbed his head in satisfaction: "Call me to get you anything you want. This medicine is applied three times a day. Remember to find me."

Luo Xing was startled, looked at the medicine on the table, and asked cautiously: "Looking for you..."

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes: "Why? Don't you want me to wipe it for you?"

Luo Xing hurriedly shook his head: "No."

"It's fine if you don't, I hurt your hand, and I have to take responsibility for your well-being." As he spoke, as if he suddenly remembered something, he hooked the heavy package just now with a hook on his toe.

"Someone sent it to you. I heard it at the door and brought it to you." Huo Xingzhou looked at his fingers and asked, "Can you take it apart for you?"

Luo Xing looked down at the sender on the courier note above, his eyes lit up instantly, and he raised his head excitedly: "Mmm, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, he was so excited about buying something, he half got up, found a utility knife from his pencil case, and carefully opened the package, seeing that it was full of Huo Yansheng's books, he almost missed it in one breath.

Luo Xing's eyes sparkled as he looked at the brand new book in the express box, which had Huo Yansheng's signature inside.

"Will it be dismantled?" Huo Xingzhou asked.

"Don't open it, don't open it." Luo Xing was reluctant to open the package, and put it back into the express box like a treasure.

It was the first time Huo Xingzhou saw him smile, the crescents of his eyes seemed to be buckled upside down, so soft that one couldn't help but pull them into his arms and rub his head.

But when he read the book, he immediately put himself behind him, and unconsciously felt a little tasted.

He snorted coldly: "What's interesting, two of the three sentences are nonsense, read less and be careful to spoil your brain."

Luo Xing was still immersed in the joy of so many autographed books, but suddenly he was poured cold water on his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was half-frozen.

"Don't you like his books? Then I'll put them away." Luo Xing didn't know why he suddenly became fierce, and he was a little nervous pressing the edge of the carton at a loss.

Huo Xingzhou looked at his expression, and twisted his tongue 180 degrees on the words that he had blurted out, and said, "No, it's pretty good, I also have a few books called "The Wind in the Blood" or something in my room, use them as cushions. Table leg."

When Luo Xing heard this, he looked at him with envy and restraint.

The book "The Wind in the Blood" has only been published once, and it has not been reprinted for 20 years. Now it is very difficult for him to find a copy.

Huo Xingzhou guessed what he meant and deliberately teased him: "Want?"

Luo Xing nodded, couldn't help rubbing the corners of his clothes with his fingertips, and looked at him restrainedly: "Yes, can I?"

Huo Xingzhou hooked his fingers, and Luo Xing approached him, but he didn't realize that he seemed to be buried in his arms because of the difference in height.

"You call me brother, and I'll give it to you."

The author has something to say:

The first step is to hold hands.

The second step, I am jealous of a book (1555551 is too miserable, the comments are getting thinner and thinner, don’t let me stand alone, let me see your hands are not monkeys)

Although Huo Xingzhou dislikes his father so much now, he will know what kind of assist his father is in the future.

Huo Yansheng: Get out, I didn't write the book for you.

Huo Xingzhou: Rounding up, it's almost the same.

To draw a small point, Ye Qiaoqiao and Huo Xingzhou grew up together, brother and sister love, not a whore, it is because the people have too much brains to think that they are in love, don't scold her~ Lu Qinghe will be unhappy.