Break the high-cold personality

The author has something to say: After a few days, Tian Sique wore pure black underwear and pure black socks.Yi Shuli: Why do you wear underwear and socks of the same color, it looks lecherous.

The next morning, when Tian Sique opened his eyes, he met a pair of amber eyes.

Considering that they were all bunks and desks, it was a very scary thing for a furry head protruding out of the bed railing for no reason. Tian Sique sat up suddenly, and his tiredness receded like a tide.

After seeing clearly that it was Yi Shuli who was stepping on the chair with bare feet and looking at him, he slumped his shoulders, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and fumbled to pick up the clothes he wanted to change.

Yi Shuli took out the forehead thermometer and "drip" it against his forehead.

"Good morning, remember to take your medicine. The daily dose and dosage are recorded on the medicine box."

He shook his hands in the sleeves of his overlong autumn school uniform, and his voice was as light as a robin in the morning.Tian Sique ignored him, got out of bed with his shirt buttoned up, put on a dark blue V-neck sweater, pushed Yi Shuli and his chair aside in front of the closet, opened the closet door, and faced the sliding door. Jing combed her hair, changed into school uniform pants, and put on a school uniform jacket.

Yi Shuli sat down hugging the back of the chair, staring at him blankly.Yi Shuli could clearly see what color underwear and socks Tian Sique was wearing today, as well as his strong and beautiful legs.

He couldn't help commenting: "Why do you wear black underwear with red and white socks? It looks so weird."

"Now that the temperature is still hovering around zero, why don't you consider wearing long johns? You haven't recovered from your cold yet, so be careful of your old cold legs."

Tian Sique squatted down and tied his shoelaces, took out another truth stick from the hole in the table, turned his head and stuffed it into Yi Shuli's mouth.

"Next time, use this."

He was condescending, nose to nose and threatened Yi Shuli, shaking the black socks he just changed yesterday.

Yi Shuli retreated back to his desk in horror, spit out the truth stick, and rushed into the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

Finally, in exchange for a moment of cleanliness, Tian Sique exhaled a foul breath, threw the dirty socks into the laundry tub, and squeezed into the bathroom to wash.

Yi Shuli didn't dodge this time, when Tian Sique brushed his teeth, he wiped his face with a towel beside him.

Yi Shuli wiped his face very hairy, wishing he could wipe every eyebrow carefully.After Tian Sique finished rinsing his mouth and washing his face, he went out before he started to apply toner.

He opened the bathroom door and watched Tian Sique drink the medicine on the table, pack up his schoolbag and prepare to go out, regardless of moisturizing lotion, he rushed out and picked up his schoolbag to catch up with Tian Sique.

Tian Sique strode ahead, and Yi Shuli trotted to keep up. He grabbed Tian Sique's arm, but was quickly thrown away. The tall boy walked faster.

This kid might be able to sign up for race walking and win glory for the country in the Olympics.

Yi Shuli seldom does exercise, and finally caught up to the elevator door and grabbed Tian Sique's schoolbag strap. He was a little out of breath, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"It was agreed yesterday that you want to treat me to fried buns."

Although it was only Yi Shuli who made the request unilaterally at the time, Tian Sique didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either, so Yi Shuli regarded him as acquiescing, and made excuses with confidence.

Tian Sique seemed to have listened to his words, lowered his eyelids, and tightly clenched the card in his hand.

When the elevator reached the 13th floor, he stepped in first. Instead of frantically pressing the door close button to try to trap Yi Shuli in the crack of the door, he thoughtfully pressed the door open button so that he could come in with peace of mind.

But as soon as the elevator door was closed, Tian Sique stayed far away from Yi Shuli.

Yi Shuli took one step closer to him, and he took two steps away from him.

The two of them made a circular motion against the elevator wall until the elevator reached the seventh floor.

Yi Shuli, who was dressed roundly, looked at the top of his head and rubbed his arms: "It's so cold."

Tian Sique, who was wearing thin and loose autumn school uniform deflated like a deflated balloon, licked his lips and ignored him.

Yi Shuli rubbed his nose, then covered his face and sneezed in a very artificial way.

It was only then that Tian Sique dubiously believed what he said, and Yi Shuli didn't dodge when he approached again, but turned his body slightly when their elbows were about to touch each other.

After getting out of the elevator, Tian Sique didn't walk too fast.His steps were much smaller than usual, and gradually synchronized with Yi Shuli.

The school cafeteria has three floors. The first and third floors are open to all grades, and the second floor is dedicated to seniors.

The third floor is also nicknamed the Noble Canteen. The food looks good, but the taste is average, and the price is several times that of the first floor.

Tian Sique’s three meals a day have always been settled on the first floor. For five yuan for breakfast, he can buy a bowl full of beef noodles and a cup of breakfast milk. It was the first time he came to the third floor. A cage, a cage of four pan-fried buns that are not as big as his palm, feels extremely painful when swiping the card.

But Yi Shuli paid for the medical expenses for him, and the money had to be given away anyway, and he was not qualified to manage other people's wallets.

Tian Sique bought two baskets of pan-fried buns for Yi Shuli, and bought oatmeal yogurt for five yuan a cup to subsidize him for buying chocolates for himself, and then left to go to the first floor.

As soon as he turned around, Yi Shuli grabbed the strap of his schoolbag again.

Yi Shuli sat, looked up at him, and pushed a basket of fried buns across the table.

"I just remembered that I want to lose weight, so you help me eat a cage." Yi Shuli said.

Tian Sique looked at him.

Yi Shuli wore several layers of clothes, his shape was round, he couldn't tell if he was fat or thin, and his face was also a little baby fat, but he clearly remembered that he looked thin when he came out of the bathroom in a clean suit. It's less than ninety catties, so it can't be called fat at all.

But under Yi Shuli's earnest gaze, he still sat down opposite him.

It may take two more baskets to fill the stomach. In Tian Sique's eyes, it is the embodiment of money.He was not willing to take one bite at a time, but slowly held it with his chopsticks, carefully observing Yishuli's eating method, learning step by step.

Facts have proved that five small fried buns for four are more delicious than a large bowl of beef noodles for four dollars.

The skin is warm, but the stuffing and soup inside are piping hot. Once you bite down, the bun skin on top is soft.It also has the aroma of sesame seeds, the bottom skin is crispy, the meat is very chewy, and the soup is delicious with a little sweetness, which is very appetizing.

Tian Sique quickly finished eating a basket, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and was about to leave when Yi Shuli pushed him back to his seat.

Yi Shuli took a sip of oat milk, then frowned, and pushed it in front of his eyes: "Tian, ​​you drink it."

There was more than half a cup of oat milk left. Tian Sique saw Yishu Li nesting in the chair, with a bitter and bitter look on his face, and looked extremely disgusted. He was a little helpless. He really didn't want to waste his five yuan in vain, so he took down the plastic cup the lid, and poured it directly into the mouth.

The taste is not very sweet, and it has a bit of bitterness, which should be the addition of cocoa.

But it really doesn't taste good, it's not as good as the breakfast milk that costs [-] yuan a cup on the first floor.

Of course, what went into his stomach didn't count as repaying Yi Shuli's money, and he had to pay another ten yuan.

Tian Sique thought, maybe tomorrow he should invite Yi Shuli to eat in the canteen on the first floor, let him taste his favorite walnut-flavored breakfast milk, and there is a limited supply of black rice cakes that need to be bought in advance.

He ate ten yuan for breakfast this time, and he wasn't full yet.But Tian Sique didn't plan to eat any more, because the balance of the card didn't allow it.

But he remembered the taste of the fried buns on the third floor, thinking about saving some money in the next two days, he bought a few baskets to take home before going home on Friday, so that Jiang Meng and Liu Bai and Liu Yu could taste them.

In the morning self-study, the Chinese teacher is on duty, and it happens that the first period is also a Chinese class.So during the morning self-study period, Mr. Feng randomly checked the dictation of ancient poems. As soon as the first class started, a few students who made major problems in dictation stood up and were punished to stand.

"Tian Sique, get up!"

When Teacher Feng called Tian Sique's name at the end, Tian Sique raised his voice crisply, making a sharp sound when the chair legs rubbed against the ground, which scared Yi Shuli into a shudder, and turned to look at him.

Tian Sique lowered his head expressionlessly.

Teacher Feng walked up to him stepping on high-heeled shoes, stuffed the homework book into his hand, frowned angrily, but couldn't help laughing when he spoke: "You read to the students , what did you write!"

The corner of Tian Sique's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly opened his homework.

"Long Taixi, to cover up tears, mourning...there are so many people, they are fried."

Then he pursed his lips, unwilling to continue reading.

There was silence in the class, and then someone who didn't know who started it broke out waves of laughter.

Teacher Feng rolled the textbook in his hand into a tube, took out Tian Sique's homework book, read a sentence and hit him on the head.

"It's fennel for Yu, and blue for it, right? Blue is blue. Why do you still have an accent!"

"Birds of prey are nourishing and mellow, and cumin is solid. How long have you not eaten, and it is still solid. Are you stupid to study physics?"

"He Fangyuan's Zhou Xi, the husband is familiar with the different ways and lives in peace. This sentence is not wrong, there are two sentences and two typos, and there is no point."

Tian Sique lowered his head silently, and Teacher Feng saw his expression of hating iron, and knocked him on the head twice more.

"Is this your attitude towards learning Chinese?"

Teacher Feng threw his homework book on the table, flicked his forehead lightly, and rubbed his gauze-covered forehead.

Then she turned around, "Other students, don't laugh too. Yesterday's spot check and recitation, none of them stumbled. Is "Li Sao" so difficult to memorize? I will contact your music teacher later and let him teach you. Sing "Li Sao" until you can all recite the lyrics backwards."