After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

Nie Jiayan and Lin Ran also finished their lunch and walked along the school road to the teaching building.

When they walked to the Wenli Building, Nie Jiayan reminded him: "Zhao Xurou should be in the classroom right now."

Don't look at Zhao Xurou's bluffing, he looks very playful.

As a top female student who has been ranked first in the liberal arts class since she was divided into liberal arts and science classes, she uses her lunch break to brush up on questions every day, and she is unshakable.

So in contrast, Nie Jiayan really felt that Lin Ranyi, who was at the bottom of the science class, really outshone others.

Lin Ranyi didn't react at the beginning, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Okay, then I'll apologize."

Nie Jiayan said "Yes", and then went upstairs alone.

There are only three or two kittens in the classroom, sleeping and writing questions.

Most of the boys in the class like to go to the basketball court to kill time during their lunch break, or form gangs and hide in some corner to form a team to fight.

Nie Jiayan doesn't like to participate in these two activities.

The girls are either chatting at the milk tea shop next to the canteen, or going to the library with bright and clean windows to read.

This kind of Nie Jiayan couldn't even participate.

After saying hello to He Zixun who was walking towards him, he took out a book on physics science about mechanical motion on the bookshelf at the back of the classroom, and planned to read the book for a while before writing the questions.

As soon as I got back to my seat, I saw a bottle of milk standing on my desk.

The brand is familiar, and the taste is familiar.

If it weren't for the obvious coolness on the glass bottle, indicating that this bottle of milk should have just been taken out of the freezer, Nie Jiayan almost thought that he had bought it this morning and forgot to drink it.

Although this is not the first time Nie Jiayan has received a gift, it is still the first time that he has bought something completely according to his taste.

Frowning and thinking for a while, he beckoned to He Zixun, "He Zixun, come here."

"Oh," He Zixun ran over, "What's wrong? Brother Nie."

Nie Jiayan gestured with the milk bottle, "Did you see who put it on my table?"

He Zixun looked up at the ceiling and thought for a while, "No."

He asked back: "Didn't you buy this yourself? I see that you drink milk with this taste all the time."

"........."

Nie Jia said, "Forget it."

He put the milk bottle on the table, paused for two seconds, and then asked He Zixun: "When did you return to the classroom? Was it on my desk when you came back?"

He Zixun turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall, "Probably, twelve thirty, I didn't pay attention when I came back, so I should be there."

The lunch break started at 11:30. It was 45:[-] when he and Lin Ranyi left the classroom, and it was [-]:[-] when they came back.

In other words, this bottle of milk should have been placed here between 45:[-] and [-]:[-].

However, He Zixun's memory is full of uncertainties and cannot be directly determined.

Nie Jiayan frowned slightly, looking at the bottle of milk and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, He Zixun felt a little puzzled. "What's the matter, Brother Nie? Is this milk poisonous?"

Nie Jiayan lowered his head and touched the completely sealed mouth of the bottle, then shook his head, "It's not poisonous."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be planning to drink, He Zixun swallowed, "Then what, Brother Nie, if you don't want to drink, give it to me. I'm just thirsty."

Nie Jiayan couldn't drink it just after eating, so when he picked it up and handed it over, he said, "Next time you see someone put something on my table and I'm not here, you can ask them to take it back."

It's always bad to accept gifts for no reason, especially gifts from girls. I always feel that it's a bit scumbag to accept a refusal.

Last time Zhao Xurou's group of little sisters gave candies, Nie Jiayan specially invited them to drink milk tea for two weeks.

Later, the group of little sisters drank milk tea and drank their shadows, so they gave up the idea of ​​​​giving him small snacks every day.

Of course, Nie Jiayan didn't know about the shadow at all. He always thought that the other party didn't have to be so polite when he felt familiar.

As the saying goes, taking people with short hands and eating people with soft mouths, He Zixun made a salute gesture to Nie Jiayan while drinking milk, "Don't worry, Brother Nie, I promise to complete the task."

The matter of the milk just turned over like this. After finishing homework at night and lying on the bed, Nie Jiayan held his mobile phone and looked at the snow-white ceiling above his head in a daze.

After thinking about it, he still found out Lin Yixing's phone number and dialed it, then pursed the corners of his lips nervously trying to speak.

Before he could think of what to say to start, the phone rang twice and was hung up.

When he called again, he couldn't get through at all.

Gee, so stingy.

Nie Jiayan turned off the phone sullenly, then turned on the air conditioner and fell asleep.

In the small village in Yunnan on the other side,

The assistant saw Lin Yixing look at the phone, then put down the tools in his hand, and walked towards the mountain while holding the phone, as if looking for a signal.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the safe range, he quickly shouted: "President Xiao Lin, there is a slope over there, and it will be dangerous to go any further."

Lin Yixing's pace stopped at the sound, and he glanced at the mobile phone that had no signal no matter how high he raised it, he sighed, pressed it off and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Picking up the tools on the ground again, he said: "Let's stop here for today, go back to the village to sleep first, and come back tomorrow."

"Ok."

The assistant gathered the tool bag on the ground with his hands, picked it up and followed him down the mountain.

Yu Mingxiang has already prepared two of the best and cleanest guest rooms for the two of them in the village.

It is said to be in the best condition, but whether it is the gray and black walls or the dim light bulb hanging from the center of the roof, it looks very simple.

People in Yujiao Village are generally not tall. Lin Yixing, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, entered the house, and he really felt that the ceiling could be touched by stretching out his hands and tiptoes.

"Mr. Lin, the place is small, the hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good." Yu Mingxiang said apologetically.

If it was changed to the moment when I just went up the mountain today, the assistant might have answered something, and it was really inappropriate to say something.

But after working with his own boss all afternoon, seeing Mr. Xiao Lin squatting at the edge of the pit without any pretensions and digging the soil with his own hands, the assistant was embarrassed and hypocritical after making his face look ashamed.

Lin Yixing briefly told Yu Mingxiang about the progress of the excavation, and then took his clothes to take a bath.

The earthen house is simple, and the bathing place is just a place in the yard covered with tarpaulins. Fortunately, it is summer, and a bucket of cold water is enough.

When Lin Yixing came out after washing, the assistant was smoking the house with wormwood brought by the villagers.

"Mr. Xiaolin, the village head said that there are a lot of mosquitoes here, I will help you save some corners and corners, so that the insects can be repelled and disinfected."

"Ah."

Lin Yixing helped share the wormwood, and then sat on the wooden bed and played with his mobile phone.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning, and Nie Jiayan, this heartless white-eyed wolf, must have fallen asleep long ago.

The assistant finished smoking the room, and when he got up, his eyes just passed Lin Yixing's phone screen.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but say, "Boss Xiaolin, the one on your phone wallpaper is Young Master Nie, right?"

Lin Yixing nodded and let him look at it generously.

It was a snapshot he took last Christmas. Nie Jiayan was wearing a red elk sweater sitting next to the Christmas tree and chatting with Ben.

The head is slightly tilted, the corners of the mouth are raised, the dimples on the cheeks are obvious, the thick eyelashes at the end of the eyes are staggered, and the lights on the Christmas tree are flickering, which makes the delicate white face more vivid and beautiful.

Seeing that Lin Yixing didn't seem to be angry, the assistant craned his neck to look carefully for a while, and said, "Young Master Nie is really good-looking, and he looks so good-looking. Oh, I really want a younger brother like that."

"I feel that I feel very good after reading it, and I am very motivated to work and support him."

The last sentence won Lin Yixing's heart.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and after taking the phone to charge, he said, "Go to bed early, try to draw the excavation route in these two days, and then we don't need to do it."

The assistant nodded, and then went back to the house with the remaining wormwood.

The night in the small village is very quiet, with a little earthy smell in the evening wind.

Lin Yixing brought the charged phone to him, took a photo of the rare bright starry sky outside the window, and then sent it to Nie Jiayan.

The silence makes the emotion of longing become extraordinarily strong.

He raised his jaw slightly, kissed the smiling young man on the screen lightly, and then closed his eyes.

Good night, my little prince.

Nie Jiayan slept until dawn, got up and glanced at the empty cell phone without any incoming call information, then he stuffed it into the drawer and left it alone.

There was an experiment in physics class this morning, and Nie Jiayan was assigned to a group with He Zixun.

Because the other party was clumsy and likely to cause chaos, Nie Jiayan asked him to go back after the get out of class bell rang, and stayed in the laboratory by himself to take notes.

He Zixun was grateful and took the initiative to take on the task of bringing meals.

Two people worked alone, and by the time Nie Jiayan finished writing the analysis process and handed it over to the office, it was already twelve fifty.

Almost as soon as he stepped into the classroom, He Zixun brought lunch on his back.

"Brother Nie, the tomato and beef rice, I specially asked the auntie in the cafeteria to keep it, it's still hot, eat it quickly."

Nie Jiayan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back at the moment, he said thank you, took the paper bag, and walked to his seat.

As soon as he was seated, he saw Little Milk standing firmly on the desk.

"He Zixun—"

"Eh!"

He Zixun who came to the door hurried back, "What's the matter, brother Nie?"

Nie Jiayan looked at the bottle of milk that was still a little cold, with a slight arch between his brows, "Did you bring this to me?"

He Zixun glanced at his words, shaking his head like a rattle, "No, there are so many people in the small supermarket, I'm too lazy to squeeze."

Nie Jiayan fell into deep thought, and after a few seconds, he put the milk bottle aside, "Forget it, someone probably misplaced it, do you want to drink it?"

He Zixun originally wanted to say that he was too full not to drink, but seeing Nie Jiayan's expression of worry about the bottle of milk, he had no choice but to say, "Drink, give it to me."

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ps: The emotional drama will start when Brother Yixing returns from a business trip la la la la la