He's turned into a cat

Jing Cheng went back to the classroom, saw Li Nian sent a message, she returned the red envelope sent by Jing Cheng.

"You saved me, so I should buy you a Band-Aid. How is your hand?"

Jing Cheng looked at his hands, the index finger and middle finger had been wrapped up by Band-Aids, the wounds on the ring finger and little finger joints were slightly red and swollen, and there was still some tingling, "Oh no!" He sneezed again, pulling his lips. Horn took a painful breath.

"It's okay, how can a boy let a girl spend money, you take it back quickly."

Jingle, bell, bell—the school bell rang.

"Okay, I'll treat you to milk tea after that. I'm going to class first, so you should pay attention to the class too, you know?"

Jing Cheng stuffed the phone into the table, and didn't reply to this sentence.

On the first day of school, all the textbooks have not been handed out, so the teachers in charge of the class take them to review the previous courses and get acquainted with the students in the class by the way.

Jing Cheng looked around, but Jiang Yuan didn't come back, he unconsciously remembered what he said in the corridor just now, frowned, and muttered, "This man must have some serious illness..."

Cheng Ye got up and asked Jiang Yuan for leave. The teacher looked at the weather outside and said, "The weather is not very good recently, everyone should wear thicker clothes, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to take medicine and injections, and it will delay study."

The people below agreed one after another.

Jing Cheng slightly raised his eyebrows, Jiang Yuan has a cold?He asked that question in the corridor today because he thought he had infected him, tsk, is this the legendary justice from heaven?

On the podium, the teacher's lecture sounded like a lullaby, Jing Cheng lay down on the table and continued to catch up on sleep.

"Report." Jiang Yuan stood at the door, holding a plastic bag in his hand.

The teacher in charge took a look at him, and said with concern: "Jiang Yuan, go back to your seat and take your medicine quickly, otherwise tomorrow's opening ceremony will be very busy."

Jiang Yuan nodded and returned to his seat with the medicine in hand. Unsurprisingly, Jing Cheng left him with the back of his head. Cheng Ye turned his head and winked at him, then looked at the sleeping Jing Cheng.

There were dark red blood scabs on the knuckles of the boy's elbows, and the periphery was still slightly moist. Obviously, such a short time was not enough for the skin to heal automatically, because it was drenched in rain, and it looked like it was still infected.

Jiang Yuan's cell phone vibrated.

Cheng Ye: Can people accept your love?

Jiang Yuan glanced at him: Say good-bye to the phone while you still don't accept it today

Cheng Ye had the expression of a subway grandfather looking at his phone.

Cheng Ye: The school rule of handing in mobile phones is definitely the most anti-human of all school rules

Jiang Yuan was noncommittal, took out the medicine powder and gauze he bought from the bag, looked at Jing Cheng's hands for a while, and brushed off the unsightly wound. These hands were really long and thin, with well-defined joints, like a fine piece of clothing. A work of art, the connected wrist bones also look so delicate.

Everyone has a love of beauty, Jiang Yuan is a mortal, and he is no exception, let alone the exquisite and perfect works of art in his home, he collects them as a wall, and naturally he can't bear the eye-catching blemishes on them. , he puts the current behavior in the same category as those works of art that need to be protected.

In his sleep, Jing Cheng felt his hand was touched by someone, and then he felt a slight tingling sensation. He shrank subconsciously, and then his fingers were pinched.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and there was a clear touch on his fingers, wasn't it a dream?Jing Cheng turned his head and saw that Jiang Yuan was dipping medicine into his wound with a cotton swab. He opened his eyes wide and retracted his hand, but Jiang Yuan exerted some strength, but he didn't retract for a while.

Jiang Yuan raised his head and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

Jing Cheng:? ? ?

Is he dreaming or Jiang Yuan is dreaming?Could it be that the world is going to be destroyed?Is this the vision he saw before he died?How else to explain what he saw now?No, why is the phantom he saw Jiang Yuan?Could it be that he thinks day by day and dreams at night because he hates Jiang Yuan so much?

Because he was too shocked, Jing Cheng didn't react for a while after Jiang Yuan said those two words, he really didn't move, and looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise, like a frightened small animal.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Yuan didn't know why he was in a good mood. He slowly tied the gauze under his hand with a bow, then handed him the cold medicine, "Drink it."

Jing Cheng looked at the few small pills pushed in front of him, the string in his brain was finally reconnected, he looked around, he was indeed in class, and he looked at Jiang Yuan and the two wrapped pills he had wrapped. Finger, the bow on it seems to be showing off at him, it looks sissy.

"Jiang Yuan, what are you doing?" Jing Cheng gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

They are located in the last row, and because there are few people in the class, the aisles are relatively far apart. It is reasonable that what they are doing here cannot be seen or heard by others, but Jing Cheng still feels that people around him are watching, so he subconsciously suppressed it. sound.

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "The teacher found out that you were sick, so he asked me to get you some medicine, take it quickly."

Jing Cheng looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Yuan added, "The provincial infection is transmitted to other students."

Jing Cheng was stunned for a moment, retracted his hand and picked up the medicine on the table, muttering: "Trouble..."

Jiang Yuan's eyes flickered, he didn't expect Jing Cheng to be so foolish.

Jing Cheng drank the medicine, and said, "It's alright, you can handle the work, don't bother me anymore."

Jiang Yuan said: "Not yet."

Jing Cheng frowned: "What else is there?"

Jiang Yuan tapped his crooked fingers on the Band-Aid, "There are two more that haven't been bandaged."

Jing Cheng looked down and saw the two bows again, his forehead jumped, "Is this also an errand given to you by the teacher?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "No, I helped each other out of the spirit of helping each other."

The more Jing Cheng looked at his face, the more itchy his hands became, and he said stiffly, "No need."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuan pulled his hand involuntarily and was about to tear off his band-aid, Jing Cheng was startled, grabbed his wrist with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Yuan, you have something wrong with you!" Bar!"

Jiang Yuan softly "hush", "Do you want everyone to see us tugging?"

Jing Cheng froze for a moment, he didn't move anymore, he just said: "Let me go, I don't need your help."

Jiang Yuan said: "I'll let you go after bandaging, I'm a bit obsessive-compulsive, it's hard to see, please understand."

Jing Cheng was speechless: "Turn me off..." He looked around halfway through the sentence, and felt that he couldn't get along with this person. The more he said, the greater the possibility of being discovered, so he frowned and said, "You hurry up!"

There was a slight smile on Jiang Yuan's lips, "I will try my best."

He fiddled with the slender fingers, and ran through Jing Cheng's character in his mind. He has a bad temper and doesn't care about his injuries, but he is not really not afraid of pain. On the surface, he is a problem student, but in fact he sometimes She's very well-behaved, with a thin skin, and seems to be a bit...socially phobic?

After some testing, Jiang Yuan felt that Jing Cheng was more and more interesting. He had a hunch that life in the next year of high school would not be as boring as usual.

Jing Cheng was pinched by Jiang Yuan's fingers, and the slightest sense of touch was infinitely magnified in his mind. His body was a little tense, and his eyes swept across Jiang Yuan's face from time to time, as if he was ready to run at any time.

Jiang Yuan applied the medicine carefully, at least more meticulously than when Jing Cheng was asleep. He looked at Jing Cheng, his glasses covered the deep interest in his eyes. Tie a bowknot like that, and said: "Okay."

Jing Cheng withdrew his hand very quickly as soon as he finished speaking, silently breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the bow tie with incomparable disgust, "What kind of taste do you have?"

Jiang Yuan was very talkative, "Don't you like it? How about I change it for you?"

Jing Cheng shook his head, looked at him warily, "No need."

Jiang Yuan didn't force it, and said, "There is also a wound on the corner of the lip..."

"I'll do it myself!" Jing Cheng said ahead of him.

Jiang Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "I think so too. After all, applying medicine to the corners of your lips is too intimate, and I'm not suitable."

Jing Cheng dabbed some medicinal powder with his fingertips indiscriminately and pressed it to the corner of his lips. The tingling sensation made him hiss lightly. Jiang Yuan handed him the torn band-aid with an extremely gentle face. Jing Cheng got goosebumps, it turns out that Jiang Yuan is this kind of person, does Li Nian just like this kind of wordy personality?

But it's no wonder that so many people in the school support Jiang Yuan. He can help people like himself, let alone others who are better than him. Does he have to become this kind of person to be noticed?Is it the only way to not be ignored?To make him proud?Jing Cheng felt that he might not be able to do it.

Jiang Yuan watched him put the band-aid on, and felt that his thoughts seemed to run away, so he said, "Jing Cheng."

"Ah?" Jing Cheng followed the voice and turned to look at him.

The boy's eyes were a little confused, as if he was worried about something, and his whole body became a little soft.

It was only then that Jiang Yuan discovered that Jing Cheng's eyes were not pure black. His pupils were surrounded by a circle of dark blue, which was a blue that was close to darkness, and it was like the color of the deep sea. People can only see it when facing the light. .

"Don't fight any more recently."

Jing Cheng subconsciously said, "What?"

Jiang Yuan said: "If your wound opens again, I will help you deal with it."

Jing Cheng: ...This person is really sick. Where did he get so many bad intentions?

Jiang Yuan looked forward, regardless of what he was thinking, well, now it is killing four birds with one stone.

[No.[-] High School Learning and Exchange Section]

Anonymous: JC seems to have started fighting with JY just now, what the hell, I dare not even look at it.

Anonymous: This time is class time, this warrior dares to send materials at this time, admiration!

Anonymity: True warriors are never anonymous!

Anonymous: This section is managed by the student union, right? You, as the president, have nothing to do here every day to catch us, are you doing well in class?

Anonymous: The building is crooked, don't worry, as long as it doesn't go viral and no one cares about it, no one will love it when Anonymous opens, let's talk about the fight.

Anonymous: I heard some movement, but I didn't dare to look at it. Who knows if it will be silenced if I see something.

Anonymous: I saw...JC seems to be pulling another's wrist...

Anonymous: Just ask if you don’t understand, who is JC?

Anonymous: You are the police.

Anonymous: Damn, pull your wrist, HZ can't escape the clutches?

Anonymous: Woohoo, my gentle HZ! ! !

Anonymous: They are quiet now, JC seems to be lying down to sleep again, I don't know what happened to them just now.

Anonymous: No, no, no, no one really didn't watch the whole thing! !

Anonymous: Have you finished reading the upstairs?

Anonymous: I am frying fish.

Anonymous: Anyone who dared to look at it just glanced at it. JC also looked around several times, not tired of work.

Anonymous: It should be fine, after all, it is JY.

Anonymous: Don't worry, even if they fight for family background, they are similar, JC can't touch JY.

Anonymous: This is a school, not outside, why don't you dare, you forgot, he almost...

Anonymous: Isn't that almost, and it's okay.

Anonymous: Damn, where did the three views come from? ? ?

Anonymous: It's not JC who will end up in person...

Anonymous: hide away...

Seeing that the post was deleted all of a sudden, Wang Yue put away the campus pass, and couldn't help turning her head to look behind. Jiang Yuan was listening to the class seriously, and Jing Cheng was sleeping on his stomach. It seemed that nothing happened.