My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

Shen Xingyi already knew how to play tricks on Jiang Huang: "There's nothing to see."

"It's not good, I want to see it too." Jiang Huang teased him.

Shen Xingyi refused mercilessly: "No."

Jiang Huang pouted: "Brother, can't you give me an affirmative answer?"

"Definitely not." Shen Xingyi said.

Jiang Huang: "..."

Forget it, don't let it down.

He resentfully put the continuous mapping to sleep, hung up the phone and swiped Moments for a while, and when he returned to the top, his eyes suddenly widened.

Did he read it right?Continuous Mapping actually posted a post!

And it said "good night"!

Yes, it should have been told to him.

Jiang Huang's heartbeat accelerated again this night, and he cautiously extended his hand to give continuous mapping a thumbs up.

This circle of friends that has been continuously mapped is accompanied by a picture. Jiang Huang opened it with excitement and found that it was a math problem.

Is there a mystery hidden in this question?

Jiang Huang's imagination began to run wild, he wondered if the answer to this question was 520 one or something like that?

Although it sounds a bit earthy, if the other party is continuous mapping, he will still happily accept it.

So Jiang Huang stayed up most of the night, and for the first time in his life, he solved a math problem with great enthusiasm.

After half an hour he solved it, and the answer was an unremarkable zero.

Unwilling to give up, Jiang Huang checked and calculated several times, but still got this result.

...it appears that continuous maps are not a native.

Disappointed, Jiang Huang threw the draft paper into the trash can, leaned back, and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

What is he expecting.

Jiang shook his head, stood up loosely, went to close the window, and prepared to wash and go to bed.

The moonlight of the autumn night was quiet, and the evening wind passed through the city, blowing from Jiang Huang's eyebrows to Shen Xing's window.

As soon as Shen Xing looked at the message on the screen of his mobile phone that he posted on the screen of the good night Moments with math problems, he thought that this would be a good way to urge children to do math problems.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and reached out to turn off the light.

The person in charge of the social evening party the next day informed Jiang Huang that his rehearsal was scheduled for Wednesday morning. Jiang Huang suddenly remembered that he did not have the contact information of his partner. When he asked the person in charge for it, the other party refused to give it to him. Just know."

Why is it still so mysterious, a rehearsal is as complete as an underground party joint.Jiang Huang didn't have the nerve to say it out, so he could only suppress his curiosity and wait for Wednesday to find out.

On Wednesday, he had an advanced mathematics class in the early eighth. After Jiang Huang finished the class, he went straight to the small rehearsal hall mentioned by the person in charge. There was no one there, and his accompaniment partner hadn't come yet.

Jiang Huang sat on a chair bored and waited for a while, and saw the mirror on the wall of the rehearsal hall, so he moved closer and began to arrange his hair and clothes.

Because there was no one else in the room, he looked in the mirror very unscrupulously, and started to play with himself, holding the mirror and pretending to get an electric shock, walking from one end of the rehearsal hall to the other trembling, and he was very involved in the play grinning.

He was having fun acting, when he looked up, he suddenly found that there was another person in the mirror.

Jiang Huang stood up stiffly, turned his face away, and saw Shen Xingyi leaning against the door of the rehearsal hall, looking at him calmly: "Have you played enough?"

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Jiang Huang wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in. When he thought that Shen Xing could see his sickness just now, his whole body almost burst open on the spot.

Shen Xingyi suppressed a smile and asked, "What are you doing standing at the door? Go and help you recover from the electric shock?"

Jiang Huang would rather he was really electrocuted just now and let Shen Xing come over and kick him, then he wouldn't be as embarrassed as he is now.

But he still understood the essence of nonsense, so he directly bypassed Shen Xingyi's question, and instead questioned: "What are you doing here, following me?"

Shen Xing weighed the guitar in his hand.

Only then did Jiang Huang notice a black piano bag in the opponent's hand. He froze for a moment, then quickly came to his senses: "Fuck, why is it you?"

Shen Xingyi didn't speak, walked to the center of the rehearsal hall, sat down on the chair Jiang Huang had been sitting on, leaned over to take out the guitar and tuned it, played a chord after it was tuned, and asked simply: "Sing?"

Jiang Huang didn't answer right away. When Shen Xingyi bent down just now, his thin coat was supported by his broad shoulders and tight waist, and he was unconsciously dazed.

"Jiang Huang." Shen Xing raised his head and called him.

Jiang Huang, who met Shen Xing's gaze, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked away in a panic.

He has already promised Zhou Huai and the senior sister in charge. If he quits now, it will definitely affect the weekend party, so he can only wrong himself for the time being.

Jiang Huang gritted his teeth: "I'll sing, can't I sing?"

Shen Xing glanced at him: "Then I'll start."

Jiang Huang felt that it was awkward to sing in front of Shen Xingyi, so he walked behind him and said "Oh" unwillingly.

"You also stood behind me when you came on stage?" Shen Xingyi asked lightly.

Jiang Huang said in a low voice, "I'll stand here to get used to it first, give me some time to accept it."

Shen Xingyi didn't bother with him anymore, he took a deep breath, tried his best to let himself ignore Shen Xingyi's existence, and hummed along with the accompaniment.

On that summer night a few years ago, although he failed to walk into the classroom to strike up a conversation with his senior brother, he remembered the song that the other party practiced repeatedly.

Jiang Huang stared at Shen Xingyi's back, and suddenly a familiar feeling hit him.

He paused unconsciously.

As soon as Shen Xing noticed that Jiang Huang didn't get caught in the shot, he stopped: "Do you want to do it all over again?"

Jiang Huang didn't answer, and hesitantly said after a while: "You..."

He stopped as soon as he uttered a word, as if he didn't know how to organize the next words.

"What about me?" Shen Xingyi looked at Jiang Huang in the mirror.

"Forget it, it's okay." Jiang shook his head.

How could it be Shen Xingyi?

He cleared his throat, repeated the broken lyrics a few times, and continued singing after finding the key. Shen Xingyi quickly picked up the accompaniment, and the two of them could already cooperate very well in the second half of the song.

As soon as Shen Xing played this piece with ease, his fingertips seemed to still retain the muscle memory of that summer. After playing it again, he looked at Jiang Huang in the mirror and asked, "Are you still coming?"

Jiang Huang squeezed out "Come" from between his teeth, and shuffled towards Shen Xingyi.

The small rehearsal hall has been around for a long time, and the corners of the floor are turned up. Jiang Huang accidentally tripped and lost his balance. He took off half of the opponent's coat.

Shen Xing glanced down at the clothes that had been pulled to the elbow, and asked Jiang Huang who was sitting on the ground in a leisurely manner: "Is this suitable for your teaching assistant, kid?"