Pretty idiot became a heartthrob after his death

[Wait, wait, what did you say?What's the meaning? ? ] Rong Yin felt that he might have auditory hallucinations, and asked in disbelief, 【Why does the vicious cannon fodder still do this!You didn't say that at the time! 】

The system twitched a few times, and said embarrassedly: [It is such a host, because there is a shortage of manpower, anyway, you have to work part-time, how many jobs do you want to do?Besides, destroying the relationship between the protagonist Gong and Shou is the work of vicious cannon fodder. 】

Rong Yin wanted to say something, but was hurriedly blocked by the system: [Stop talking about the host, the protagonist Gong is coming in soon, this is a good opportunity, don't let it go~]

As soon as the system finished speaking, there was a knock on Rong Yin's door. It was Fu Lian's unique knocking method.

"Yinyin, are you in there? Why didn't you answer the phone, didn't you get up?" He paused, then asked again, "Can I come in?"

He seemed to be really about to unscrew the door, but Rong Yin hurriedly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"

The twisting sound stopped, and Fu Lian said, "Are you awake?"

"Uh...wake up, wake up," Rong Yin bit the bullet and made up nonsense, "You can come in later, I'll change my clothes first."

Fu Lian laughed: "Why are you so obedient today? Don't you usually have to drag you up from the quilt before you change your clothes?"

Faced with the slight smile on Jiang Yuheng's lips, Rong Yin was so ashamed that he was about to smoke: "Okay! Stop talking! I'll be fine soon! Shut up, shut up!"

The whole room was in a mess, the closet was turned over in a mess, quilts of different colors were piled up on the bed, and Jiang Yuheng, who finally woke up and was looking at him with his long legs, was sitting on the floor.

In short, no matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

Fu Lian was standing at the door. Rong Yin instinctively felt that Jiang Yuheng should not be found in his room, otherwise something terrible would happen, so he couldn't help but lower his voice. He stretched out his foot and stepped on Jiang Yuheng's knee, He asked, "Why are you in my room?" After thinking for a while, he added, "Keep your voice down, Fu Lian is right outside the door."

Jiang Yuheng acted as if he hadn't heard this sentence, and his voice was still the same as usual: "I..."

As soon as he uttered the first syllable, his lips were covered with warm palms.

Rong Yin, who was sitting by the bed, was startled by his voice rising instead of falling, and suddenly jumped off the bed, tightly covering Jiang Yuheng with both hands, otherwise he would continue talking.

Because he was too anxious, he didn't pay attention to his posture, and wanted to cover Jiang Yuheng's mouth before he stood still, but he accidentally fell into his arms, put his hands next to Jiang Yuheng's ears, and sat with his legs straddled Around his waist, the messy hair drooped softly.They were so close that it was almost audible to breathe.

Rong Yin was anxious to talk to him, and still didn't forget to control his volume, so he moved closer and said in a low voice, "Didn't you hear me? I asked you to speak in a quieter voice."

Jiang Yuheng's face was strange, as if he was holding back something, after a while, he picked up his wrists and grabbed them together, and said slowly: "I heard you." His voice was much quieter at this time, and the two leaned together The appearance showed some excessive intimacy.

"I heard you are still so loud." Rong Yin glared at him, "Do you want to be discovered by him!"

"It was discovered by him..." Jiang Yuheng smiled, his eyes slid over the messy mattress and the messy wardrobe, and said inexplicably, "You really need to pay attention."

The knock on the door sounded again, this time much more hurriedly, maybe the outsiders noticed something was wrong: "Yinyin, are you still not well? You won't be sneaking back to sleep again? You'll really be late if you don't get up again. "

"Ah? I, I'm fine, oops, don't rush me." Rong Yin tried to maintain the usual tone of talking to Fu Lian, trying to fool him, "I didn't sleep, really, I'll be fine soon."

Fu Lian's tone seemed to have changed, but he didn't say anything, he just emphasized it again: "If you don't come out, you will be late, so I will open the door and go in."

"I know, I know." Rong Yin replied loudly.

He supported Jiang Yuheng's shoulders and stood up, and before he had time to ask him why he appeared in his room, he glanced around quickly with his eyes, locked the wardrobe, got up quickly, and even pulled Jiang Yuheng on the ground: "Get up quickly!" Get up, you hide in first, come out after we leave, understand?"

Jiang Yuheng didn't say yes or no, but answered irrelevantly: "He comes to see you every morning?"

Rong Yin said: "I'll talk about this later, you hide in first." He dragged and forced Jiang Yuheng into the closet. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door was pushed open, and Fu Lian was standing at the door, facing While looking over, there was no expression on his face, Rong Yin was not sure if he saw it, so he laughed dryly and changed the subject: "I overslept today."

The system suddenly said: [Jiang Yuheng's insult value +[-]]

Rong Yin couldn't figure it out, and was about to ask why he hadn't moved for so many days, why he suddenly added two more today, but the system immediately broadcasted again: [Fu Lian's insult value +[-]]

Rong Yin: ...

What, you guys still have an appointment?Is this the power of love?

[I remember that I turned off Fu Lian's insult value reminder. 】

System: [It is such a host. Since your task progress is too slow, in order to urge you to complete the task quickly, I opened it for you. Don't be too thankful~]

Thinking about half a year or even less than one-third of the bullying value, Rong Yin was ashamed and silent, looking at Fu Lian's back full of confusion.

I obviously tried so hard to bully him...

"Overslept?" Fu Lian laughed, stepped into the room slowly, glanced around casually, uncharacteristically did not express any opinion on Rong Yin's messy room, his dark eyes were bottomless, and looked at Rong Yin: "I remember wrongly, there is no class today, it's a rest."

Rong Yin was stunned: "Don't you have class today?"

"Yes," Fu Lian smiled, and seemed to be back to normal, "I remember wrong."

"Oh..." Rong Yin pretended to be something in his heart, he didn't want to say anything now, he just wanted to send Fu Lian away quickly, he hesitated a few times, and tentatively said, "Then why did you come to me?"

Fu Lian's eyes fell elsewhere, maybe it was Rong Yin's psychological effect, he always felt that Fu Lian was looking at his wardrobe.

System: [Fu Lian insult value +[-]]

Added so much!Surprised, Rong Yin blurted out: "Anyway, there is no class today. Didn't you say last time that you want to take me to pick out a projector? Why don't you just go today."

When he was talking, he didn't even dare to meet Fu Lian's eyes, and he was afraid of being spotted by him, so he lowered his head and looked like a child who had done something wrong.

"Choose a projector?" Fu Lian seemed a little puzzled, "Didn't you say you didn't want to choose last time and just buy an identical one?"

"Yes, is it?" Rong Yin didn't take this matter to heart, he was really nervous just now and suddenly remembered, how can he still remember what he said, "I forgot."

He really couldn't find a topic to talk about, so he had no choice but to keep silent. Fu Lian didn't seem uncomfortable, because Rong Yin didn't speak, and he didn't take the initiative to provoke the topic, allowing the silence to spread in the room little by little.

Rong Yin was very worried that Jiang Yuheng would not be able to stay in the closet for a long time, and he would not be able to tell when the time came. He was anxious but had no choice, his face turned red and pale.

After a while, Fu Lian said abruptly, "By the way, I didn't find you in the auditorium last night. I asked others later, and they said that you were taken away." He looked at Rong Yin, smiled slightly, "I also said that you were so drunk last night that you couldn't even walk steadily."

His gaze moved down slowly, and landed on Rong Yin's well-dressed pajamas, which obviously didn't fit well, as if he only noticed it at this time: "Yinyin, who sent you back last night?"

"And this pajamas..." He paused for a while, his voice sank, "Did he also change it for you?"

[Fu Lian's insult value +[-]! 】

The system's cheerful notification sound echoed in Rong Yin's mind, and he was dizzy from the shock: Did Fu Lian know that Jiang Yuheng brought me back last night?

Thinking about it again, I suddenly realized that it made sense: Fu Lian must be unhappy seeing Jiang Yuheng and I getting close!This is a good thing!

Rong Yin became happy: I didn't expect them to progress so fast, so my task will definitely be completed soon!

I don't know if it was because he didn't speak, but Fu Lian emphasized his tone and repeated: "Did he change the pajamas for you?"

Rong Yin thought about it for a moment, and honestly said: "I don't remember."

He doesn't drink often, and it's easy to break when he's drunk. When he was in the palace, Rong Ze clearly prohibited everyone from taking him to drink, and he was not allowed to drink secretly by himself. Because I don't want to bear it, I can only covet others to drink it, but I dare not drink it myself.

Last night, he managed to get away from his brother. No one was around to restrain him. He was surrounded by people who sat down to rest and drink after dancing, and some even played card games. The atmosphere was very lively.

The cocktails placed on the white tablecloth were beautifully colored and smelled very good. Knowing that he was not a good drinker, Rong Yin just wanted to take a small sip and put it down at first, but when he really got it in his hand , he has completely forgotten his determination to "just take a sip".

The cocktails are specially made to be easy to drink, with rich taste layers. Rong Yin seldom drinks alcohol and has been craving for so long. Of course, he couldn't hold back. He couldn't stop taking one sip after another. He drank almost two glasses without knowing it. Someone had been nagging and persuading him in his ear, but after being scolded fiercely by him, he stopped talking.

His memory was only as long as he was sitting on the small sofa in the lounge with two glasses of wine in his arms, but he had no memory of it after that.

So in fact, when and how Jiang Yuheng entered his room, Rong Yin himself didn't figure it out.

"Broken?" Fu Lian raised her eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "It's no wonder that you have to drink. Your Highness always refuses to listen."

Rong Yin curled his lips: "Is it okay if I can't hold it back?" He said a few words, and then he was wronged, "Although the wine is delicious, but I got a headache this morning."

His aggrieved expression is very obvious, as if he deliberately let others see, and his voice is also small, which is quite different from usual: "It really hurts, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all, that's why I got up late."

When he was younger, Rong Yin often made mistakes and made people angry, but no matter who he was, in the end, not only could he quickly calm people down, but sometimes the angry people would even coax him back. With the ability to be easily forgiven no matter what he did wrong, it is very difficult to be really angry with him.

Having been with him for so long, Fu Lian couldn't fail to see that he did it on purpose, but he still sighed and said, "Does it still hurt now? Do you want to rub it?"

Rong Yin immediately smiled, hummed, rolled his eyes, and said obliquely: "You have seen my dormitory, but I have never seen yours, it's not fair."

[Jiang Yuheng's insult value +[-]! 】The system is ecstatic, 【Host, you are really great today! !Please keep this momentum going, victory is just around the corner! ! 】

In fact, he didn't even know what he had done: ...

As expected of the protagonist, it's really hard to guess his mind.

Is this Jiang Yuheng jealous seeing me going to Fu Lian's dormitory?Rong Yin can only draw this conclusion.

He was not very happy: If it wasn't for you to come out earlier, would I have come up with this reason!Still angry!

"Okay." Fu Lian stood up, rubbed his head, glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the one-person-high wardrobe, not knowing whether he was talking about drinking or something else: "This is just this time, it's not an example."

*

They left for a long time, and Jiang Yuheng stayed in a small, dark, confined space, which was filled with the pleasant fragrance of Rong Yin's body, enveloping him airtightly, intermittent voices from outside came through the thin gaps, Rong Yin was talking to that person in a tone he had never heard before, and the expression on his face was lively and lively, which was completely different from the appearance in front of him.

He pushed open the door of the closet, paused, bent down/body, and picked up the school nameplate that was left in a pile of clothes.For the convenience of finding and checking, the nameplates of the Capital College are all made of special metal. This metal is very bright, but it is not as bright as a light, but it can be noticed at a glance in a large group of things.

Just now because his back was turned to this side, he didn't pay attention.

Always facing this side...

Jiang Yuheng couldn't tell what kind of thoughts he came from. He clearly saw the nameplate dropped in the pile of clothes, but he didn't pick it up, and he didn't tell Rong Yin. He just let it lie quietly where he could see it when he entered the door. .

As if telling the person who came in specially, there was someone here just now.

Rong Yin is the princess of the empire, whenever he thinks, there are countless people waiting to choose him, not to mention his impeccable family background and beauty, his excellence is also rare.

No one will dislike him after meeting him.

Jiang Yuheng knew this all along.

The small metal nameplate was engraved on the palm of the hand, and the hard edges and corners drew a bloodstain on the palm. Jiang Yuheng remembered last night, when Rong Yin was so obediently lying in his arms.

The electric heater was turned on in the bathroom, and the warm yellow light covered his porcelain-white skin with a layer of honey-like color. Rong Yin asked him to throw the bath ball down, and the blue foam scattered, Rong Yin watched with great interest , but also pull him to watch together.

Jiang Yuheng remembered telling him patiently that he had to take a bath by himself, and no one else could help him.

What did Coronin say then?

He quickly stripped himself naked, Jiang Yuheng didn't finish his sentence, his snowy satin-like skin was laid out unreservedly under the light, and his long seaweed-like hair fell behind, half-covered, but more revealing There is a hazy feeling of desire and rest.

Jiang Yuheng was caught off guard, his whole body seemed to be on fire, his usually cold face collapsed into a mess, the heat started from the ears, spread to his cheeks, and burned all the way to his heart.

Because of his ignorance and ignorance, Rong didn't feel embarrassed. He raised his legs and stepped into the bathtub in front of Jiang Yuheng. The light blue transparent pool water couldn't cover anything. Jiang Yuheng could only turn around in embarrassment, and said in a stumble: " You, you wash first, and I'll go out."

"What are you doing out there?" Rong Yin asked him strangely, as it should be, "Aren't you going to wash my hair for me?"

As he said, he put his long black hair on his chest. In the steaming water, he had a pretty little face with red lips and white teeth. He clasped his hands together and put his chin up. Jiang Yuheng whimpered and asked: "Help me wash my hair, I like you the most."

"You don't know how to wash yourself?" Jiang Yuheng was made hot by him, but he couldn't blame a little drunk who didn't know anything, and his tone was not very good at the moment, "You wash yourself."

wow-

Water splashes everywhere.

Wet, warm hands slipped in from between his fingers, and Rong Yin's soft body stuck to him from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said sweetly: "Brother, please help me wash, please." Are you still okay?"

All Jiang Yuheng's courage to refuse was completely lost at this moment. He clearly knew that Rong Yin was unconscious and had admitted the wrong person, but he still rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Rong Yin, who got the answer, seemed very happy, her dimples were deep and gorgeous, and she dragged Jiang Yuheng to the bathtub.

Jiang Yuheng didn't resist, and let him toss around, but his eyes were still fixed on the white tile floor, as if there was some rare treasure there.

Rong Yin used him as an armrest, wobbled into the bathtub, and looked up at him with an innocent look: "Brother, will you not be angry if you promise to wash my hair? If you are not angry, don't shut me up." Get up."

He took Jiang Yuheng's hand, found Jiang Yuheng's little finger, and hooked him childishly: "You promised not to lock me up, and you are not allowed to repent! Whoever repents will be..."

When he said this, he seemed to be very entangled. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally came up with a very terrible and deterrent punishment: "Whoever repents will eat cabbage for a month."

Rong Yin seemed to be recalling some bad memories, his face wrinkled into a ball, making a grimace that he would never make when he was sober, and described it to Jiang Yuheng exaggeratedly: "Little cabbage is so--unpalatable."

Jiang Yuheng really couldn't hold back, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

"You're smiling!" Rong Yin was attracted by him, poked his face with his finger very novelly, and said seriously, "Brother should smile more."

That's not what was said to me.

Jiang Yuheng reminded himself again.

"Well, I will in the future." He lowered his eyes and replied.

Rong Yin nodded in satisfaction, grabbed his hand and rubbed it on her cheek, with an expression like a kitten that was patted down: "I miss my brother so much, why hasn't my brother come to see me for a long time?"

Jiang Yuheng's hands and feet stiffened into an iron plate: "I...I've been a little busy recently."

"Oh," Rong Yin expressed understanding, "Brother wants to make money to support me."

Jiang Yuheng's whole body was soaked by water, he stood under the fluorescent lamp, and washed Rong Yin's hair gently but unfamiliarly, while Rong Yin was lying in the bathtub, playing with the water one after another.

The bathtub is set at a constant temperature, and it has been kept at a temperature that makes him feel comfortable. Rong Yin likes to take a bath very much. Every time he takes a bath, he is in a good mood, and he will be as cute as a melting fudge, so sweet that it makes people feel dizzy soft.

In the dense water vapor, Rong Yin's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful face flushed like a begonia flower sleeping in spring. In the dim light and shadow, one could see a few scratches on his arms for some reason. There are slender red marks, pink like flower branches, those black hair are scattered in the bathtub, swaying like the skirt of a dancing girl, and like blooming petals, as long as you open it, you can see the tender core inside.

His pair of legs are especially white, as warm and shiny as suet jade, looming submerged under the water surface, and floating up again after a while.Rong Yin's scorching breath exhaled along his slightly parted lips, making Jiang Yuheng feel that the bathroom, which was not that big, was filled with the other party's sweet breath for an instant.

His red eyes drooped, and his wet hair stuck to his blushing cheeks. The strong contrast of colors made his beautiful face even more vivid and attractive.

Jiang Yuheng took a step back abruptly.

After the two of them tossed and washed their hair, Rong Yin followed Jiang Yuheng's instructions and obediently stayed in the bathtub, waiting for Jiang Yuheng to wrap him with a bath towel.

Jiang Yuheng couldn't go into Rong Yin's bedroom casually, so he finally took his own. The dark gray bath towel was unfolded, and Jiang Yuheng stood by the bathtub and called him: "Come out, don't soak."

Rong Yin opened his hands and threw himself into Jiang Yuheng's arms. Being tightly wrapped, he narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's become a spring roll!"

Jiang Yuheng said, "Rongyin spring rolls."

"No," Rong Yin struggled, pulled out a hand to cover Jiang Yuheng, and corrected him seriously, "It's Yinyin spring rolls." He suddenly turned his head and stared at Jiang Yuheng, "Why did my brother call me by my name? Is it still there?" angry?"

Jiang Yuheng saw his big ignorant eyes open, drunk, and looked so deceitful, so he couldn't hold back his bad thoughts: "Yes, I'm still angry, who told you to be disobedient, insisting on drinking so much liquor?"

"Still angry..." Rong Yin ignored the last sentence on his own, and chose to listen to the simple part before. After thinking hard for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and a wet kiss fell on the end of Jiang Yuheng's eyes.

It's not right to call it a kiss, it's more like a "kiss".

Like a child, expressing his closeness and flattery, "Then I kiss my brother, it's today's good night kiss, so my brother won't be angry, right?"

Jiang Yuheng was silent for a long time, and when he turned his head away, the color of the roots of his ears was particularly obvious: "Kiss again, and I won't be angry."

"Kiss again."

A kiss like a dragonfly touches water, this time it landed on the corner of Jiang Yuheng's mouth, Rong Yin's soft lips pressed against his, really just rubbing against him, after a while, he raised his head, his eyes sparkling: "Dear After a while, is brother still angry?"

"No, don't be angry anymore." Jiang Yuheng asked Rong Yin to kiss him, but he couldn't stand it.He felt that his blood was surging, and the stuffy bathroom exacerbated this feeling. The lump of flesh and blood in his chest was beating non-stop, beating like a drum.

He was short of breath.

After finally getting out of the bathroom, the hour hand was already pointing to two o'clock in the middle of the night. Rong Yin yawned a little, with a little teardrop dripping from the corner of his eyes, and he was so sleepy that the ending sound was sticky: "So sleepy, so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Jiang Yuheng took his pajamas and coaxed him: "Be good, put on your clothes and go to sleep."

With a murmur, Rong Yin rolled herself out of the bath towel cooperatively, opened her arms, raised her head and smiled happily at him: "Brother help me wear it."

Jiang Yuheng tried his best to calm his mind, closed his eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "Okay."

The skin touched by his fingers was smooth and soft, as if it would melt away at the touch of a touch. The milky white color swayed in front of Jiang Yuheng's eyes, making him want more, more.

Rong Yin couldn't comprehend his complicated emotions, this person only cared about his own happiness, it was inconvenient for Jiang Yuheng to close his eyes, and he couldn't match when he was buttoning the buttons. He is angry.

Jiang Yuheng was indeed a little angry, but more of conniving.

Rong Yin turned his head and looked over with a childish and innocent expression, as beautiful as a dream that has not woken up for many years.

It was a dream that Jiang Yuheng had never had.

He is willing to be drunk forever.

After getting dressed, Rong Yin rolled on the bed, his hair was still wet, leaving a long string of wet water marks, Jiang Yuheng wanted to reach out and grab him, but Rong Yin thought his brother was playing some game with him , immediately dodged with a smile, and said proudly: "You can't catch me."

"..." Jiang Yuheng recalled his experience when he was helping in the orphanage, and quickly decided to turn a blind eye to Rong Yin's nonsense.He ignored Rong Yin any more, but turned around to do his own thing, deliberately not looking at him.

Sure enough, the unconscious Rong Yin's thinking mode is easy to guess, no one pays attention to him, he finds it boring, so he can't help but want to come over and touch Jiang Yuheng, trying to get his attention.

With Jiang Yuheng's back turned to him, the little fool didn't know how to slow down his steps, he stumbled over, and the chair moved.He was a little worried that Rong Yin would hit him, so he turned around immediately, grabbed Rong Yin's arm, picked him up like a baby, and put him back on the bed.

Jiang Yuheng felt that he was influenced and became childish: "I got you."

He smiled slightly.

The bed in my own room was completely soaked because of rolling around, and I couldn't sleep anymore.If it was a person, Jiang Yuheng would be too lazy to bother, and he wouldn't die if he slept for a night.But he heard that Rong Yin's health was not good, and it was a problem since childhood. He was afraid that he would catch a cold at night and have a fever. After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Yuheng pushed the door of Rong Yin's bedroom.

He wiped Rong Yin's hair and told Rong Yin: "I can't sleep now, my hair is wet, if I sleep, I will get sick tomorrow morning."

Rong Yin said, "But I'm so sleepy."

He glanced at Jiang Yuheng and said, "Brother said he wants to blow his hair."

After a few seconds, he said again: "But I'm so sleepy."

Jiang Yuheng ignored him, took a hair dryer, and motioned for Rong Yin to come over and dry his hair.

Rong Yin muttered a few words "so annoying" unhappily, then sat up, and coquettishly ordered Jiang Yuheng: "You have to finish playing in 10 minutes, because I am very sleepy and will soon fall asleep."

Jiang Yuheng hugged his waist and moved him over, and began to blow his hair.After blowing for a long time, Rong Yin's head was bit by bit, and he fell asleep.He turned off the hair dryer, sighed, and put Rong Yin under the quilt helplessly.

He carefully tucked the quilt for Rong Yin, paused for a long time in the dark, and finally stretched out his index finger, as if replacing something, and lightly touched the end of Rong Yin's eyes.

Jiang Yuheng returned to his room, cleaned up the water stains briefly, didn't bother to change the sheets, took a quick shower and lay down, the cold temperature didn't affect him, he was a little distracted thinking: Her Royal Highness is really good at tossing .

As soon as this thought passed away, he heard a loud noise from the next room, and all the drowsiness disappeared. Jiang Yuheng frowned, and before he even had time to write, he pushed open the door of Rong Yin's room, turned on the light with a snap, and yelled : "Rong Yin!"

"Ugh..."

A weak whimper sounded, Jiang Yuheng paused, his eyes turned to Rong Yin who fell to the ground.

The quilt was half on the bed and half on the floor. Rong Yin was crying softly with his hands covering his eyes. His forehead was red and his skin was white, which was very obvious.

Jiang Yuheng walked over, squatted down, sighed a second time, took his hand off, and saw Rong Yin's red eyelids from crying.

His eyelashes were wet from crying, and they stuck together in clusters. When he saw Jiang Yuheng coming, he took his hand and touched the place where he was hit, and said stickily, "Brother, it hurts so much."

Jiang Yuheng blew lightly, and coaxed: "Blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

Rong Yin looked at him attached, held his hand and refused to let go, stared at him with big eyes, and said pitifully: "Brother won't you sleep with me? We used to, I used to be unable to sleep, and my brother would accompany me sleep together."

Jiang Yuheng looked at Rong Yin's wet eyes from crying, red nose, and bad tears all over his face. Obviously he only treats him like a brother now, but Jiang Yuheng knew that there were many dark thoughts in his heart.

He looked at Rong Yin for a long time before saying, "OK."

When lying on the bed with him, Rong Yin was still sobbing a little bit, Jiang Yuheng patted his back unskillfully, and comforted him in a low voice: "Go to sleep, be good."

With his eyes closed, Rong Yin grasped Jiang Yuheng's clothes with one hand insecurely, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yuheng would sneak away while he was asleep and leave him alone.

Before he closed his eyes, he confirmed with Jiang Yuheng again and again: "Will my brother stay with me all night? He won't leave, right?"

"Well," Jiang Yuheng responded, "I won't go."

Rong Yin showed him a cute smile, his eyes were still red, and the wet tears were randomly wiped everywhere by him, it was obvious that he hadn't cried for a long time.

He is so beautiful when he cries, Jiang Yuheng thought to himself.

I want to see him cry a little harder.

Rong Yin was buying a projector with Fu Lian when he received the military training notice.

He clicked on the light brain to check the news, his beautiful eyebrows frowned: "Military training, the thing I hate the most."

Fu Lian looked at his message, confirmed the time and place to pick up the clothes, and the timetable for the military training. After thinking about it, he said, "Then go back after buying the things you need for the military training."

Rong Yin reluctantly followed him around the mall several times.

The time of the military training is specially set after the school starts, firstly, to wait for the weather to be less hot, so as to avoid a large number of students from heat stroke, and secondly, to let them familiarize themselves with the school life and various locations first, so as to avoid delaying time when there is an emergency in the military training.

The routine on the first day was to hold a mobilization meeting. Rong Yin was dressed neatly and stood on the playground with all the students, waiting for the school leader to finish his impassioned speech.The fabric of the military training uniform is not very breathable, and because of his constitution, which seldom sweats, he sweated a little under the still warm sunshine in mid-September.

The leader of their class is Jiang Yuheng, who was drawn by lottery.The class teacher appointed several students, and finally decided whoever was selected would be the class monitor. In short, it was quite perfunctory.There are not many people in the command department, and there are only two squads in total. Their squad is lucky, and the place they are assigned is covered by a few tall and lush trees.

Rong Yin stood second to last in the second row, and beside him was Jiang Yuheng.Since the release of the mandatory task, the system has been urging Rong Yin to approach Jiang Yuheng every day. Rong Yin was so annoyed that he had no choice but to stand beside him.

When Jiang Yuheng saw him, his movements were obviously stagnant, but he didn't say anything. He stood in his position with a flat expression, and didn't take the initiative to talk to Rong Yin.

It seems that Jiang Yuheng has been avoiding him since the cabinet incident.

Rong Yin was very baffled, and didn't bother to care about it, so he just let it go, and the chances of the two meeting each other plummeted.Every day when Rong Yin woke up, Jiang Yuheng had already left, and he came back only after Rong Yin fell asleep, so after so many days, this was the first time they were so close.

Although the sun was not too high, the temperature was not low. Instructors from various colleges had already arrived. Not far away, there were even sounds of training from the Mecha Department. An instructor from the second class of Fu Lian who was next door also came. Practice in an open space not far away.

Only the instructor of their class has not come over.

Everyone was impatient to wait, and there was a faint commotion. It was a low voice at first, and it gradually became louder later. It seemed that everyone had forgotten that this was military training, and only regarded this time as an ordinary recess.

Jiang Yuheng standing beside him stood upright, motionless, a drop of sweat slipped down the side of his neck, Rong Yin couldn't hold it back, and changed his foot a little bit.From behind, students were talking about their new instructor.

"Hey, have you guys heard that this military training seems to have a very young general coming over?"

"Wow, really? How young?"

"It seems to be in his early thirties, and he seems to be quite handsome."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know about it, and I've heard about it. The general seems to be on his annual leave. He said that he wants to come to Capital College to take a look, and he will be an instructor for us by the way."

The noisy environment and the high temperature made Rong Yin very uncomfortable. When he woke up, he didn’t have a good appetite, so he didn’t eat breakfast. At this time, he felt a little hypoglycemic, but he has always been strong, and he doesn’t like to show weakness in public, so Even though he couldn't stand it, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Jiang Yuheng seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to talk to him.

A humming sound began to appear in Rong Yin's ears, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and the voices of people around him gradually faded away, distant and quiet.

"—By the way, I remembered, that general was assigned to our class."

"Hmm... what's your name, Qin Zhou?"

The unique kicking sound of military boots was steady and powerful. The man who came up from behind had high brows and a strong aura. His sharp eyes swept over the students in the audience bit by bit. The noisy crowd suddenly seemed to have been injected with a sedative.

His deep eyes looked over faintly, his lips seemed to raise a slight arc, and his voice was filled with a smile: "Hi everyone, I will be your instructor for the next two weeks."

"My name is Qin Zhou."

The author has something to say: fight! !fight! ! !

Thank you for caring about my body, hoot, everyone should also pay attention to rest and keep warm, and don't turn on the air conditioner too low.

But isolation is not without benefits. For example, I was able to finish writing 9000 today, thanks to being locked in a small black room (bushi

感谢在2021-09-1716:54:51~2021-09-1723:44:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 on Yanbo River;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I also like 9 bottles of oranges today;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard