My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

That night, Jiang Huang coaxed Shen Xing to sleep alone for the first time. As soon as Shen Xing heard that he was nervous, he typed and asked him to tell some jokes or find a book to read.

"A joke, let me think about it." Jiang Huang dragged his voice.

Five minutes later, Shen Xingyi could still only hear his breathing, so he couldn't help but ask, "Have you thought about it yet?"

Jiang Huang hurriedly said: "Brother, don't worry, wait until I think about something not pornographic."

Shen Xing paused for a moment: "Forget it, I'll listen to you reading."

"Okay, brother, what book do you want to hear?" Jiang Huang asked very attentively.

Shen Xing raised his eyebrows and continued typing: "Aren't you learning advanced mathematics? Read your textbook."

Jiang Huang felt that Continuous Mapping really paid great attention to the protection of personal privacy. It was fine if he refused to reveal his name, and he didn’t even turn on the microphone. He didn’t even tell him about his favorite books. His anti-fraud awareness was stronger than his.

"Advanced mathematics textbooks," he scratched his head, "forget about it."

"Why?" Shen Xing asked.

Jiang Huang said, "I recite this probably faster than you fall asleep."

He was honest. Shen Xingyi tried his best to suppress his anger as an assistant teacher of high mathematics, and asked calmly, "Don't you have the book "Strategies for Making Money in Pig Raising Enterprises and Detailed Management Techniques"?"

Jiang Huang froze for a moment: "You, remember?"

He didn't expect that continuous mapping even had an impression of the books he had read in the video, and he was still a die-hard fan.

"Remember." Shen Xingyi said, he heard Jiang Huang's footsteps coming from the speaker, he should have gone to get a book from the bookshelf.

Then there was the slight sound of paper flipping, and the young man's soft voice reached his ears: "Then I will turn to a random page and start reading."

As soon as Shen Xing listened to Jiang Huang reading to himself, his mind felt a little dazed. He thought that he didn't recognize Jiang Huang as Shake before, probably because the other party's voice when talking back to him was always vigorous, and his tone was too aggressive. , not as good as now.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Huang sent a message to Continuous Mapping: "Brother, are you asleep?"

The other party didn't reply, probably fell asleep, Jiang Huang closed the book with a sigh of relief, took out his high math textbook and started writing the homework due the next day.

He used to copy homework in high math, but this semester's assistant teacher Shen Xingyi was particularly difficult to deal with. He felt that copying homework might cause a crash, so he had to bite the bullet and do it himself.

As he was doing it, he discovered that advanced mathematics is really a very simple subject, except that he can't, he still can't.

Jiang Huang stared at the after-school exercises motionlessly, and soon stared at the double image and made himself sleepy. He buried his head in the gap between the books and yawned. Before losing consciousness, he thought of sleeping for a while before writing.

He didn't get up until the next morning, and the electronic clock on the desk reminded him that there were less than 10 minutes left before the early eighth high math class.

Jiang Huang’s rented house is not so close to the school, and now he can only take a taxi to avoid being late, but this day seems to be going badly from the beginning, the taxi software has not been accepted for a long time, and there are no taxis passing by the roadside, Jiang Huang The more he waited, the more anxious he was, and finally a private car stopped in front of him. The driver poked his head out of the window and asked, "Young man, do you want to go?"

Jiang Huang hesitated for a moment: "Is your car legal?"

The driver nodded: "regular, regular black car."

The corners of Jiang Huang's mouth collapsed a little. He looked at his watch and found that there was no time to waste, so he opened the door and sat in: "Mr. S, please hurry up."

The regular black car is still a black car. The driver excused the traffic jam on the main road and charged twice as much for the detour. Jiang Huang had no time to reason with the other party. run upstairs.

As soon as he stepped up the steps, the class bell rang.

It’s over.

Jiang Huang froze, and his sprinting strength was instantly taken away. He stood expressionlessly at the door of the teaching building, his heart beating feebly under the autumn sun.

Three absences, four failures, and two delays, these numbers quickly formed a complete logical chain in Jiang Huang's mind, pointing to his tragic ending.

No, I have to struggle again.

Standing on the steps at the entrance of the teaching building, Jiang Huang took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Junior Brother Zhou Huai, asking him if Shen Xing had checked his name.

Zhou Huai: "Not yet."

Zhou Huai: "He forgot to bring the roster today, he went to get it just now, and said he would order it after class."

No roll call?

Jiang Huang's dying heart suddenly came alive again. He put his mobile phone in his pocket, and was about to run into the building with all his might, when he caught a glimpse of a person passing by from the corner of his eye.

He is tall and has a straight nose, and his figure is quite impressive——

Fuck, it's the fucking Shen Xingyi.

Shen Xingyi, who was holding the roster, obviously recognized him, turned around and said calmly, "Jiang Huang?"

Well, there is no need to even struggle now, it is really over.

When Jiang Huang's death was imminent, he felt relieved. Isn't it just that he didn't have his usual grades, didn't he just fail a course, didn't he just delay his graduation? What else could Shen Xingyi do to him? ,,,,.

So Jiang Huang stood where he was, shaking his legs like a bum, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his ripped jeans, poured out one, lit it, and took a cool puff in his mouth.

Wisps of pale white smoke floated up, and Jiang Huang felt that his current image must be hopelessly awesome.

He didn't know why, that incident forced Shen Xingyi to not leave, but stood beside him for a while.

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Huang squinted at him impatiently.

As soon as Shen Xing was about to speak, he was choked by the smell of smoke floating over. He frowned and glanced at the cigarette in Jiang Huang's mouth, wanting him to put it out first: "Do you know there is someone beside you?"

Jiang Huang saw that Shen Xing was trying to find fault with him, so he simply responded to the other party again, and he handed over the cigarette case carelessly: "Oh, I have to take it myself."

As soon as Shen Xing stared at Jiang Huang, it was difficult to connect the little wild cat with its teeth and claws in front of him with the docile and obedient Shake last night.

But it doesn't matter if they can't get in touch with each other. Anyway, Jiang Huang is doing things for money to put him to sleep, and he won't change his mind about the problematic student who failed three times because of this.

Shen Xingyi didn't want to waste any more words with Jiang Huang, so he put his palm against Jiang Huang's chin, took out the cigarette neatly, pressed it on the trash can next to him, and wiped it out.

His fingertips brushed the corner of Jiang Huang's mouth, and Jiang Huang froze for a moment, seeing Shen Xing taking a step towards him, his tall and straight figure dimmed the surrounding light a lot.

"You, what are you going to do?" Jiang Huang rarely stuttered in front of Shen Xingyi.

Shen Xing looked down at him: "Why are you late?"

"None of your business." Jiang Huang said.

Shen Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised the roll in his hand: "It's none of my business?"

It’s not that Jiang Huang doesn’t know how to watch words and expressions. Seeing that Shen Xingyi didn’t record his absence immediately, he thought that there might be room for change. After weighing the pros and cons, he reluctantly said: “Last night I did my high math homework and fell asleep. Alarm clock, I met another black car driver who took a detour in the morning..."

The reason was not too far-fetched, Shen Xingyi tapped Jiang Huang on the shoulder with the roster in his hand: "Understood, follow me in."

"Go in? Where are you going in?" Jiang Huang didn't react.

"Classroom." Shen Xingyi said, and inadvertently noticed that there was a small mole in the corner of Jiang Huang's eye, which was red and stood out against the white skin.

Jiang Huang hesitated for a moment, but finally followed him: "You don't remember my absence?"

Shen Xingyi stood two steps higher than Jiang Huang, and after hearing this, he turned around and asked, "Did you delay enough?"

Sunlight fell on Shen Xingyi's face through the high glass, outlining the contours of the face with clear ups and downs, and a pair of eyes were indifferent and clean, like pebbles at the bottom of a fish tank.

Jiang Huang looked at him without speaking for a long time.

Shen Xing turned around and continued to go up the stairs: "In exchange, I will come to me for tutoring once or twice a week from now on."

It wasn't that Shen Xing took the initiative to help the children in the mathematics depression on a whim, he didn't have so much love to distribute around, but because Jiang Huang's counselor was his tutor's daughter, and it was finally his turn this semester for the old man in the family to teach high mathematics in the school of journalism, saying She couldn't let her student fail the class for the fourth time, otherwise the pass rate in the performance appraisal indicators would be dragged down again.

The old man doted on his precious daughter, so he entrusted this task to Shen Xingyi, who was a teaching assistant, and asked him to take care of Jiang Huang.

Therefore, Shen Xingyi not only couldn't let Jiang Huang lose his usual points due to absence from work, but also had to shoulder the burden of helping the mud to the wall.

The problem is that this lump of mud is too watery, and I can't understand it in class. The only way is after-school tutoring. Recently, he was thinking of some way to force Jiang Huang to submit. Unexpectedly, the other party hit the muzzle with precision today.

After listening to Shen Xingyi's request, Jiang Huang immediately opened his mouth to ask why, but Shen Xingyi seemed to have guessed his intention, and said without looking back, "There is no reason."

Jiang Huang choked for a moment, and asked sincerely after a while: "Brother, are you free? Why don't you go to a factory to peel the melon seeds?"

Shen Xingyi kept his mouth shut and ignored him, Jiang Huang found a flash of disgust in the other person's eyes, and he decided to build on this foundation, and it would be best if Shen Xing could withdraw his decision to help him with tutoring on the spot.

"Hey, brother, you don't have a crush on me, do you?" Jiang Huang trotted two steps up the stairs side by side with Shen Xing, and asked with a playful smile, "Do you want to create a chance to be alone with me?"

"No." How could Shen Xingyi fail to see what Jiang Huang was up to? He was a few years older than Jiang Huang, so he still had some patience.

Jiang Huang let out an "oh" and continued, "You don't have a crush on me, so you're so handsome, aren't you afraid that I'll fall in love with you?"

He lifted his chin close to Shen Xingyi's ear, and deliberately softened his tone: "Brother, I'm gay, the kind that will harass you."

The voice that was exactly the same as that of Shake made Shen Xing tremble all over. Before Jiang Huang could react, he was grabbed by the collar and pressed against the wall by the other party.

"If you're not afraid of death, just try." Shen Xingyi lowered his voice and said through gritted teeth.