Facial paralysis and sugar

Infirmary.

Zhang Xin pushed his glasses and stood up: "Okay, let's go."

"Really, I was told by the infirmary teacher for a long time just now." I stood up, touched the bandage wrapped around my head, and complained, "Just bandage it, I've been talking for so long..."

"Thank you."

"Tsk." I turned my head and walked towards the door, but bumped into Jing Yan.

"Xiaofu~~~~~"

"Hiss—" I covered my head, "This is a second injury!"

"Hehehe, I'm sorry~" Jing Yan stood up straight and smiled dryly: "It's okay, I heard you were injured, so you came here in a hurry."

"Who did you listen to?"

Jing Yanxu looked at Zhang Xin behind me suspiciously, and hurriedly said: "Hey, this is not what Zhang Shechang said, you don't know, now all the friends in the dormitory know that you have blood on your face. It was quite spectacular to be carried out into the infirmary."

"Spectacular peat! Be careful, I'll smear your face with blood." I rolled my eyes: "What about Fatty Sun? He didn't come to condolences when my buddy was injured, it's so embarrassing."

"Oh, Fat Brother was going to come, but he was called by Teacher Tu halfway." Jing Yan said, glanced at Zhang Xin and me, and said, "It seems that you are going to return, let's go together, Just tell me what's going on on the way?"

"What are you talking about, go, go, go aside."

"Oh no, tell me anyway."

"have nothing to say!"

"Hey, wait a minute, don't say it if you don't say it, don't go so fast, no, what's going on, do you know the house chief?"

"..."

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canteen.

Jing Yan frowned, bit his chopsticks and thought for a while, then said very solemnly: "To be honest, I heard you say that...you are going to bend the rhythm."

"Tsk, don't use your thoughts to brainwash me." I pointed to Jing Yan and said seriously: "I can tell you, Jing Yan, you'd better get rid of your rotten male physique, or you will go on for a long time , you are the one who wants to bend, isn't it good as the saying goes, straight to rot and double bend, losing the three views, those are all steps."

"Pfft ha ha ha... What kind of common saying are you talking about?"

I curled my lips not to look at Jing Yan's unbeatable smiling face, and said, "I can't figure it out on my own, it's your honor to tell you, learn to sum up, young man."

Zhang Xin, who was eating at the side, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why are you summarizing this when you have nothing to do?"

I was speechless for a moment, looked at Zhang Xin and then at Jing Yan on the opposite side, yes, why should I conclude this?

"It's probably...too busy...to be precise, I suddenly...thought of..." I said dryly, "I'm so witty, are you jealous?"

"Cut~" Jing Yan approached gossipingly: "Hey, to be honest, how do you feel about Senior Brother Su Han?"

"What do you feel? I don't feel anything at all!" I argued, feeling a little inexplicably guilty for some reason.

Jing Yan looked at me for a while, then smiled without saying a word.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just want to say, it doesn't feel the best."

"It's a miracle that you can say this?" I looked at Jing Yan in amazement, and I couldn't believe that these words came from Jing Yan's mouth. Shouldn't he persuade me that Su Han should be so good?Shouldn't you let me follow Su Han?

"Do you need to describe it as a miracle?" Jing Yan shrugged meaninglessly: "Although I am a rotten man, I can't help being crooked and even say some things, but my thoughts are still very clear. This road is not easy to walk, let alone in country Z, except for others, those public opinions alone can kill people. When many people talk about homosexuality, the first word must be disgusting, and the second word must be abnormal. Cut, A group of ignorant people, but it’s no wonder that the thoughts from ancient times to the present are hard to shake.”

After Jing Yan finished speaking, I laughed, silently, helplessly, ironically, but I tasted bitterness on the tip of my tongue.

The warning in the well's words was exactly what I was afraid of, and I admitted that I was selfish and cowardly.

"Eat well." Zhang Xin tidied up and stood up, and greeted me: "Let's go?"

"Ah, let's go." I nodded a little sluggishly, and stood up to pack the dinner plate and chopsticks.

"Hey wait a minute, I haven't finished eating yet!" Jing Yan also stood up and clamored while quickly pushing the food into his mouth.

"You don't need to follow us." Zhang Xin said lightly, "I have something to tell Wang Fu."

"Uh...that's fine." Jing Yan sat down very self-aware, and smiled dryly: "Then I will continue to eat mine."

"Let's go." Zhang Xin naturally took the plate in my hand and said, "Wait for me at the entrance of the cafeteria."

"Oh." I nodded, honestly followed Zhang Xin's words, and waited for him at the cafeteria door.

When I walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, maybe the sun at noon was too strong, and I actually felt a little pantothenic in my eyes.

Zhang Xin didn't keep me waiting for too long, he still looked indifferent and pushed his glasses habitually.

"Let's go."

"Oh." I followed behind Zhang Xin honestly, looking at Zhang Xin's back in some confusion.

Zhang Xin looks gentle and refined, wearing gold-rimmed glasses all day long, and prefers casual clothes. He basically never smiles on weekdays, and he doesn't speak very enthusiastically. When he speaks, he must hit the nail on the head, but He is not the kind of person with a vicious tongue. It can be said that Zhang Xin is the most incomprehensible person in the entire 102 dormitory.

"Zhang Xin..." I followed behind Zhang Xin, calling out in a nasal voice.

"Ok?"

I sniffed: "I feel like I've become weird..."

"En." Zhang Xin still responded naturally, without pausing.

I laughed at myself: "You are always like this, very cold."

"Ah."

"Forget it, where are you taking me?" I lowered my head helplessly, Zhang Dashe didn't give in.

"You'll know when you arrive."

……

……

"Why are we here?" I looked around, wondering why Zhang Xin brought me to the small woods at school at noon?

Zhang Xin turned around and asked, "Do you smoke?"

"No, I don't want to smoke now." I shook my head and refused.

Zhang Xin nodded understandingly, took out a cigarette on his own, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke deeply. I was surprised to find that Zhang Xin's hand and the cigarette appeared in the same picture, which was just like a painting. Perfect match.

"Well... you asked me to come, you didn't want me to watch you smoke, did you?" I asked blackly.

Zhang Xin raised his eyebrows and glanced at me. Under the lens were his eyes slightly raised, and said lightly, "I gave you cigarettes, but you didn't smoke."

I twitched my lips in frustration.

"Here, the last one."

I stared blankly at the lollipop in Zhang Xin's hand, and took it: "It's not lychee flavor..."

"Well, strawberry flavored." Zhang Xin threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and raised my chin slightly.

"Huh? Why?" I looked at Zhang Xin suspiciously until his face was getting closer and closer to me.

A kiss fell, and the touch of lips quickly separated the distance.

"Hate it?" he asked.

"..." I shook my head.

"Disgusting?"

"Uh..." I continued to shake my head, to be precise, I didn't feel anything at all.

"Want to drink?"

"Hey!?"

Zhang Xin smiled, rubbed my head carelessly, and said, "Let's go."

"Uh... well, call and ask Jing Yan to ask us for leave?"

"Ah."

"...you just now?"

"Suddenly want to try."

"Hey?"

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