What kind of evil can a puppy have?

"Old Song, you're back to your senses." A pair of hands waved in front of Song Jingzhou.

Looking sideways, I saw Wei Zi looked at him more worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Wei Zi was more surprised: "What's wrong? get out of class is over! It's time to change classrooms."

Song Jingzhou froze for another two seconds, as rusty as a mechanical doll, and then began to pack his things.

Wei Zi raised his eyebrows, and sat in front of him instead, lying on the table and asked curiously: "Hey, what's the matter with you these two days? You're always in a daze."

Song Jingzhou didn't raise his head, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Wei Ziyue let out a smirk, and asked maliciously, "Are you in a relationship? You're in a state where you're arguing with your partner."

Song Jingzhou took a deep breath and stared at him helplessly, "You are by my side 24 hours a day, 20 hours a day, who should I talk to?"

"That's right." Wei Ziyu scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Let's go. The classroom is far away for the next class. If you are late, be careful that Lao Li asks you to stand in class."

The next class is high math. The teacher is an uncle in his forties. He works vigorously. He has been teaching students who hate lateness and absenteeism for more than 20 years. This time, the qualification for the final exam will be directly disqualified.

Wei Ziyue shrank his neck and quickly stood up to catch up with Song Jingzhou.

When passing by a vending machine, Wei Ziyue said that he was hungry and wanted to buy a bag of biscuits, and Song Jingzhou stood aside and waited for him.

The phone vibrated, and there was a new text message from Song Zhoulin.

[Song Zhoulin: Go home on weekends. 】

Song Jingzhou lowered his eyes and replied quickly, just one word "OK".

Just when he was about to put away his phone, Wei Ziyue patted him on the arm excitedly, "Hey! Isn't Lao Song the wilderness! Didn't he say that he is not feeling well today!"

Song Jingzhou looked in the direction of his finger. Not far away, under the camphor tree outside the basketball court, the field was there. There was a boy in front of him. He didn't know him, and he had never seen him.

The boy looked older than Yuan Ye, and was about the same height as him. The two seemed to be chatting about something, and Yuan Ye had a rather relaxed expression on his face.

"After noon, it might be better." Song Jingzhou looked away.

This was the first time Song Jingzhou saw Yuan Ye after the last meeting. He didn't come to the physical education class in the morning. Wei Ziyue called him and said he was not feeling well.

Song Jingzhou knew that he was deliberately avoiding him. As for the reason... Maybe it was because he was afraid of embarrassment, or it could be... Waiting for his answer.

Song Jingzhou wanted to leave, but Wei Ziyue yelled over there: "Yuan Ye!"

The sound was so loud that people on the road looked sideways. Yuanye subconsciously heard the sound and cast his gaze, meeting Song Jingzhou's eyes, and obviously froze.

"We're going to be late." Song Jingzhou said to Wei Ziyue.

Wei Ziyue waved his hand indifferently, "Isn't there still more than ten minutes? Just go over and say hello, it won't take much time."

Song Jingzhou was forcibly pulled over, and the person who had just chatted with Yuan Ye left early.

Wei Ziyue smiled and asked, "Who is that guy? I've never seen him before, and he's quite handsome."

Yuan Ye: "A senior."

"Oh," Wei Ziyue bumped Yuan Ye's shoulder, "are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's not a big deal."

"That's fine." Wei Ziyue asked again, "The next advanced math class, do you want to hang out?"

Yuanye glanced at Song Jingzhou, who showed no expression, just like usual, as if he didn't care about what happened before.

"I still have something to do later, so I won't go." Yuan Ye smiled and continued, "Hurry up and be careful not to be late."

Song Jingzhou turned around and took two steps. Yuanye's low voice came from behind him, as if he had considered for a long time before finally choosing to speak.

"I'm waiting for your reply."

Song Jingzhou paused, his lips moved, but he strode away without saying anything.

Wei Ziyue couldn't help but look back at the wilderness as he walked, but only saw the back of him leaving, "Eh? Why reply?"

"It's nothing."

Wei Zi Yue pursed his mouth: "It's mysterious."

***

A big event happened on 622 on Christmas Eve—Luo Tianqi left the order.

It was a girl who chased him and gave him a hand-woven scarf and a box of snacks.

Wei Ziyue's eyes were filled with envy, and while touching the soft scarf, he said stiffly: "I'm not envious, not at all."

Luo Tianqi scratched his face shyly, opened the snack box, and hugged him in front of him, "Take whatever you want and eat whatever you want."

Wei Ziyue pouted and snorted coldly, "I don't eat dog food!"

Wu Zhenyang rushed up and grabbed a handful, "If he doesn't eat it, I'll eat it!"

Luo Tianqi couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and came to Song Jingzhou again, "Old Song, do you want to eat?"

Song Jingzhou symbolically took a bag of cool candy, peach flavored.When I picked it up, I accidentally saw a touch of red from the corner of my eye, and there was a peace fruit tied with a ribbon in the lower right corner of the box.

As if bewitched, he stretched out his hand to get the apple. Luo Tianqi backed away in panic, protecting the snack box behind him, "That's the safe fruit that Xiaoyue gave me! I can't give it to you!"

Song Jingzhou woke up like a dream, feeling a little embarrassed, rubbing his fingers against the packaging bag of the cool candy, and explained: "I'm sorry, I just thought it looked pretty, I wanted to see it, but I didn't want to take it."

Luo Tianqi sneered: "So... I'm sorry, I overreacted."

Wei Ziyue said angrily, "Look at it, look at it, you just started to protect your girlfriend, tsk tsk tsk, what a man!"

Luo Tianqi said dissatisfied: "Hmph! Maybe you talk about girlfriends more than I do!"

"You also know that you are too much!" Wei Ziyue said aggrievedly, "Why did you get out of the order! I didn't even see a girlfriend, it's so unfair!"

Wu Zhenyang also added a mouthful while eating potato chips, "I always thought that the order of off-orders should at least be based on appearance, but now I'm confused."

Luo Tianqi snatched the potato chips from his hand, "Eating my snacks hurts me, that's too much."

Wei Ziyue was taken aback for a moment, and asked with a wink, "Old Song, is there anything wrong? You have such a good condition, so many people should confess to you today, right?"

"No." But there was one a few days ago, and the gift was still in his drawer. He didn't dare to open it, and he didn't know if it was broken.

Wu Zhenyang snatched another bag of plum cakes and chewed on them, "You don't understand this. Boys with perfect personalities like Lao Song are usually single because girls dare not approach them."

"I've been taught." Wei Ziyue cupped his hands, overjoyed, and asked, "Then is it easy for a middle-level person like me to get out of the order!"

Wu Zhenyang looked him up and down, and said with distaste: "People are valuable with self-knowledge."

Song Jingzhou ignored them lazily and went on to write his thesis.

Fingers are flying on the keyboard, there are thousands of thoughts in my mind, but none of them are about the thesis.

Silk thread, hemp thread, long or short, thick or thin threads of various materials are all twisted together, twisted, clumps, and can no longer be untied, but they all have a common source——

wilderness.

Who was that boy yesterday?What is the relationship with the wilderness?

What happened to the apples in the drawer?Is it already dry enough to wrinkle?

And how he should respond to Yuan Ye.

He said that as long as Yuanye said that he liked him openly, he would follow him regardless.

Now that Yuan Ye really confessed his love, let alone follow him, he didn't even dare to get close.

He has always been a coward.

At eleven o'clock at night, the 622 turned off the lights, tomorrow we have morning classes, except for Luo Tianqi who couldn't sleep because of the excitement, the other three have already gone to bed.

Song Jingzhou's daily work and rest habits are very good. He goes to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening and wakes up at six o'clock in the morning, ensuring seven hours of sleep.

But tonight he lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep, not even sleepy at all.

After he turned over the third one, he still took out his phone from under the pillow.

He Yuanye's last WeChat record is still on the 9th, and he said to himself, "Song Jingzhou, wait for me to find you."

Yuan Ye has always been a person who walks the talk, and he really came to see him for the Chinese class on Thursday.

Yuanye had a smile in his eyes, full of vigor and brilliance, his whole body was dazzling, and the waves shone like a sea, which made Song Jingzhou dare not open his eyes to look at him.

Song Jingzhou almost ran away. When he left the classroom, his heart was beating wildly, so dull that it hurt worse than the pain of a pin stuck in his ear, like a sledgehammer being repeatedly hit, smashing it into pieces of rotten flesh.

He endured it several times before resisting the thought of looking back, and kept telling himself: You and he are not in the same world, and you should not pollute his world.

Song Jingzhou didn't know how long he had been in a daze, the phone vibrated to pull him back from his thoughts.

[Yuan Ye: I interrupted you in the middle of the night, I wish you peace and happiness every day in the future. 】

Song Jingzhou knew it was an illusion, but he still felt the warmth of the April breeze from that sentence, which was comfortable and gentle.

He got up and got out of bed as lightly as possible. The faint light from the phone screen could only illuminate a small area of ​​the enemy.He came to the table with ease, opened the drawer, and took out the innermost thing in the dark.

This behavior has been rehearsed in his mind countless times, but this is the first time he has practiced it.

A safe fruit packed in a transparent box, packed very tightly, with a ribbon tied on the handle of the apple, and perfume sprayed on the box, it has faded after a few days, but you can still smell it faintly .

Sweet taste, not greasy, like ripe peach flavor.

It tastes very similar to the wilderness.

The phone's automatic screen-off time was set to "Never", with the screen facing upwards, Song Jingzhou gently tore off the silk ribbon on the packaging box under the dim light. He untied it very carefully, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

When the apple was taken out, the skin was still smooth without any wrinkles, and it was a bright red one, which was beautiful.

Thanks to Song Zhoulin, Song Jingzhou has received countless gifts since he was a child, no matter how expensive, even the supercar in his garage was given by the boss of another company.

But his favorite is the sunflower and this peace fruit sent by the wilderness, because they were sent by the wilderness.

When Yuan Ye gave him sunflowers, his face and ears were blown red, and his brows and eyes, which seemed to be frowning and angry all the time, were stretched out, cowardly and cute.

I was also nervous when I gave him the peace fruit, and my fingers were trembling when I touched the box, but I told him that I liked him with joy, but I was humble when I asked for an answer.

Yuan Ye really liked him.

After Song Jingzhou checked the apple carefully, he carefully tied the ribbon back, put it back in its original position, and returned to the bed.

He typed the reply——

【Song Jingzhou: "Thank you, happy Christmas Eve, and Merry Christmas to you too."】

It took almost two seconds to receive a reply.

[Wildfield:! Hak! 】

Song Jingzhou smiled silently, it seemed that he was so excited that he made a typo.

[ Yuan Ye: Why haven't you slept yet? 】

【Song Jingzhou: Aren't you too? 】

【Yuan Ye: I don't have class tomorrow, don't you have morning class? 】

Yuan Ye remembered Song Jingzhou's class schedule better than his own class. There were two times Yuan Ye forgot that he had a class, and was called by Le Zaili when it was near roll call.

【Song Jingzhou: Usually you should have morning class on Wednesday. 】

It took 2 minutes for this message to be received.

[ Yuan Ye: I see!I will be there tomorrow! 】

You don't need to think about it, you know that Yuanye must have been stunned just now, and after reacting, he howled twice, and broke up with Le Zaili before replying to the message.

Yuan Ye's emotions are too simple, all because of Song Jingzhou.

Song Jingzhou thought, he should work hard for Yuan Ye.

***

Yuan Ye got up early in the morning, and got up from the bed before six o'clock. In fact, he had only slept for less than two hours, but at this time he was extremely excited.

But it’s hard to be happy, it’s okay to be shown in the early morning of Christmas, and I’m surprised by the strange laughter of the wilderness from time to time, and I dare not resist, tossing and turning until after three o’clock before falling asleep.

Yuan Ye happily went to the cafeteria to buy all the breakfasts that could be taken away, and mentioned all of them to the dormitory for Le Zaili. Whether he can eat hot or cold depends on luck.

The morning class started at [-]:[-], and Yuan Ye went early to take up a seat. There were two seats in the small classroom, and he took it.

In the morning class, everyone stepped on the spot as long as they could, and there was no one else in the classroom until Song Jingzhou appeared at seven o'clock, and Song Jingzhou was the only one when he came.

Today, he is wearing a slim black sweater with a dark green overcoat. He is tall and handsome, making it impossible to take his eyes off him.

Yuanye waved to him excitedly, Song Jingzhou also waved back to him, and walked towards him with a smile.

"Good morning." Yuan Ye beamed with joy, and couldn't stop the smile in his eyes.

Song Jingzhou consciously put the book on the table outside. After putting down the schoolbag, he fumbled in the bag for a while, took out a box and pushed it in front of Yuan Ye.

"Good morning and Merry Christmas."

"For me?" Yuan Ye was surprised.

"Yes, Christmas present."

"Can I open it now?"

"Please."

A very simple black box, holding some weight, Yuanye slowly opened the lid, and inside was an oil painting that had been framed.

The content of the painting is a sparkling sea, the sun hangs high in the sky, the seagulls fly low, and the waves beat on the beach, instantly pulling people to the summer beach.

Yuanye caressed the glass plate with his fingers, looked up and asked in surprise, "Did you draw it?"

Song Jingzhou turned his head away in embarrassment, coughed lightly, "Yeah."

"Is this an oil painting? It can't be done in one night. When did you paint it?" Yuan Ye asked impatiently.

"The night you gave me sunflowers." Song Jingzhou looked sideways, "Also, I know the flower language of sunflowers."

Yuan Ye's smile froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, as if he lost his language ability in an instant, unable to utter half a syllable for a long time.

Song Jingzhou chuckled, took the painting from him and put it back in the box, "There is no one else in sight, you are everywhere. It's very romantic."

Yuan Ye's ears were red with embarrassment, and it took a long time to find his voice, and said with a smile: "So you know..."

"Maybe I should keep pretending I don't know?" Song Jingzhou deliberately teased him.

"Forget it." Yuanye said discouragedly, but suddenly thought of something, and stood up in shock, "You know you still took the flowers!"

Song Jingzhou smiled lightly and remained silent.

There were other students entering the classroom by the front door, Yuan Ye hurriedly restrained himself, sat down and asked in a low voice: "Then... can you give me an answer?"

Song Jingzhou said solemnly: "Sorry, I can't."

At least not yet.

Wilderness obviously became a lot more disappointed, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, but he still tried his best to smile back to him: "It's okay, I'll continue to wait."

"Thank you."

Thank you for waiting for me.

Wei Ziyue and Luo Tianqi entered the classroom through the back door and saw Song and Yuan sitting in the penultimate row as soon as they entered the classroom.

He let out a strange cry, patted Yuanye's shoulder across a row of seats, turned around, and asked winkingly, "Reconciled?"

Yuanye hugged Song Jingzhou, rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "It's reconciled!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Xu Xue who was standing at the back door. Xu Xue's face was pale and terrified.

Yuan Ye snorted softly, rubbed Song Jingzhou's head again, and looked at Xu Xue provocatively.

The girl who came with Xu Xue asked suspiciously: "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xu Xue shook her head, tightly gripped the strap of her shoulder bag, "Let's go, find a place."

Yuanye's hair has grown a lot, and he wanted to keep it prickly, but he hasn't had time to cut it recently, but it's good, so he doesn't tie it up.

Song Jingzhou let him hug him, and the two could feel each other's breath when they got close.

"She didn't tell me."

Yuan Ye was taken aback, let go of his hand, and asked in a daze, "How do you know..."

"I feel like you want to ask this question." Song Jingzhou rubbed Yuanye's hair, "I don't have that kind of meaning for her. If she expresses her intentions, I will definitely refuse."

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Although it is not yet confirmed whether he likes himself, but there will always be good things to happen!

***

Yuan Ye didn't expect that not only did he not wait for Song Jingzhou's reply, but the other party ran away first.

In the evening, he wanted to invite Song Jingzhou to dinner. When he ran to his dormitory and saw that no one was there, Wei Ziyue said suspiciously, "Ah? Lao Song asked for leave to go home, didn't he tell you?"

Yuanye's heart tightened, "Going home?! His family came to pick him up?"

Wei Ziyue shook his head, "No, he went back by himself, he didn't look like he was in a hurry, and he took his time when he handed in the leave slip."

The people in the wilderness are stupid, they went back by themselves?Why do you want to go back?

He called 622 and called Song Jingzhou. He didn't expect to get through, but he got through.

There was a car horn on the other end of the phone, so he was probably still on the way.

Song Jingzhou's voice was as clear as water: "Hello? Wilderness."

"How many days did you ask for leave?" Yuan Ye asked.

"Two days." Song Jingzhou continued, "There are four days in total, including the weekend. See you on Monday."

Yuanye's throat tightened, and he said dryly, "It will take four days..."

Song Jingzhou chuckled, and the laughter through the phone inexplicably carried a bit of deep magnetism, like the sound of xun.

"Well, four days, soon."

Wilderness sighed softly, four days is really fast, but without you, it feels like years.

He was reluctant to hang up the phone, he knew that when Song Jingzhou got home, he would lose contact again.

Alas... What kind of tragic princess script is used here? She turns into a sheep at midnight, and Song Jingzhou loses contact as soon as she returns home.

But he didn't know what to say, and racked his brains to find a topic.

Song Jingzhou said suddenly: "It will take me another hour to get home."

"That's good!" Yuan Ye was overjoyed, but then realized something was wrong, and asked suspiciously with a frown, "Did you install surveillance in my mind?"

"I got it right?"

Yuan Ye was startled: "Are you talking to me?"

"You said it yourself." Song Jingzhou said purely.

There were people coming and going in the corridor of the dormitory, Yuan Ye walked to the corner of the stairs, covered the receiver, looked around, and whispered.

"I really don't want to hang up the phone. Four days is too long for me. Also, Song Jingzhou, please be safe."

Yuan Ye didn't know what Song Jingzhou's reaction was. Anyway, after he finished speaking, his face was so red that he could breathe fire, and he lowered his head desperately, with his chin poking into his chest, for fear that others would see it.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and occasionally there were a few unstable currents and low and small whistles to remind Song Jingzhou that he hadn't hung up the phone.

It took a long time before he made a sound.

"Okay, I remember."

The two said what they thought of afterwards, but most of the time Yuanye was talking, from when he mischievously snatched the lollipops from the children in the next neighborhood to when he met Song Jingzhou in college.

Song Jingzhou is a very good listener, he listens quietly and responds appropriately.

Yuan Ye was complaining about their squad leader being an official and not doing anything, when another middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Handsome guy, we're here in 5 minutes, where do we want to stop?"

"Just stop at the intersection."

Yuanye said desolately, "One hour is really fast."

Song Jingzhou smiled: "It's been a long time, why don't you get up and see if your legs are numb?"

"I don't feel anything anymore."

"Remember to go back and soak your feet."

The tighter the time, the wilderness didn't know what to say, as if it was too late for everything, he lost interest.

The two were silent for two to three minutes, and Song Jingzhou said, "Yuanye, I saw my house."

Yuan Ye squatted at the corner of the stairs, twirling his shoelaces with his right hand boredly, and let out a disappointed "hmm".

"Then... I'm dead?" Song Jingzhou asked.

"Hmm..." Just as he uttered half a syllable, Yuanye jumped up suddenly, his legs were so numb that his internal muscles swelled twice as big, and he was swaying. He had to hold on to the railing in time, otherwise he would have to fall headfirst.

Song Jingzhou heard the movement and asked nervously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's okay!" Yuan Ye said excitedly, "Tell me your home address!"

The author has something to say: Mercury has been too retrograde recently, and there are a lot of troubles, the third one is not coded out, sorry orz

Stealing is in the next chapter

Yuan Ye: I will steal the next chapter!