I attacked the god of learning

After Jian Xing said this, he didn't continue to talk to Lu Sihe. He walked in with a takeaway box and put it on the small cabinet on the other side.

"You... When did you come here just now?" Lu Sihe was so shocked that he couldn't complete his words.

"During the last sentence." Jian Xing answered him.

This sentence is not casual, or perfunctory.

Jian Xing basically didn't listen to the wall - unless it was to collect evidence, he would just watch a little bit.

At other times, he would not and would not bother to hide in the dark and eavesdrop.

If there is something he thinks is wrong, just stand up and upright.

Therefore, Jian Xing really didn't know what happened before Lu Sihe and Cheng Xinglin just now.

But Lu Sihe asked...

There should be quite a conflict between him and Cheng Xinglin.

Jian Xing was going to drive away Lu Sihe later, and then asked Cheng Xinglin what was going on.

Jian Xing's words are to express his uprightness.

But hearing Lu Sihe's ears, it's not the case at all.

"You..." Lu Sihe couldn't believe it, "You don't even know what happened to us before, what he said, what I said, and you just say you believe him?"

"Yes." Jian Xing untied the knot on the takeaway bag, didn't look at Lu Sihe, just lowered his head and smiled at Cheng Xinglin.

"I will believe what Cheng Xinglin says." Jian Xing stared at Cheng Xinglin and said seriously, "Out of trust in his character, out of respect for his IQ."

"Any questions?"

Having said this, Jian Xing finally raised his head and glanced at Lu Sihe.

After just one glance, Jian Xing didn't bother to talk to him.

Jian Xing lowered his head and took out the box of chaoshou, and turned over the small table of Cheng Xinglin's hospital bed.

After wiping it with a disinfectant wipe, Jian Xing put the chaoshou box on it, and said to Cheng Xinglin, "Look, the chaoshous are all packed like this now."

Cheng Xinglin was so ill that he was in a daze, and almost couldn't keep up with Jian Xing's rhythm.

Why are you clamoring and starting to talk about Chaoshou Box...

However, the method of packing and copying hands is really different now.

Chaoshou and soup are separated, Chaoshou is placed on top, and the water vapor ensures that it will not stick together, and the bottom is soup.

When eating, pour it back into the soup with your hands, fiddle with it a little to spread it out, so that the dough will not soak into a lump.

While introducing to Cheng Xinglin, Jian Xing poured the Chaoshou into it.

Stir it a bit, and the chao hands are indeed scattered.

Just as Cheng Xinglin was about to raise his hand, he took the spoon in Jian Xing's hand and ate it by himself.

The hand was held down by Jian Xing again.

Jian Xing didn't even stir the copying hand by himself.

The other hand seemed to have predicted Cheng Xinglin's movements long ago, pressing down on his fingertips.

"I forgot that this hand is infusing again." Jian Xing said while scooping up a hand and handing it to Cheng Xinglin's mouth.

"Just move your mouth." Jian Xing said.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin felt that this was not very good.

But Cheng Xinglin glanced at Lu Sihe, nodded without being pretentious, opened his mouth and swallowed the thing.

His other hand was still "held" by Jian Xing under the table.

This feeding action is ambiguous and natural - as if Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing have been a young couple who have been in love for many years.

Seeing this scene, Lu Sihe almost died of anger.

——Isn’t it just for him to see? !

Lu Sihe felt that the two of them were acting.

Actually not really.

In the past few days, Cheng Xinglin had a fever and couldn't eat every day. Jian Xing stuffed something into Cheng Xinglin's mouth and fed it a few times.

That's why it's so natural.

This warm scene was almost unsightly in Lu Sihe's eyes.

He turned angrily and was about to leave, but just now there was a movement, but Jian Xing took the time to glance at him.

"Wait a minute." Jian Xing said.

Lu Sihe: "..."

Some hope was ignited in Lu Sihe's heart instantly, he stopped and looked at Jian Xing expectantly.

I see.

Jian Xing fed Cheng Xinglin to eat Chaoshou. The spoon drew an arc in the air.

He pointed directly at the large bouquet of flowers brought by Lu Sihe just now.

"Take the flowers away." Jian Xing said indifferently, "We don't need it, thank you."

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Lu Sihe: "..."

He grew so big, so big! !

Never been so angry.

Lu Sihe picked up the bouquet on the table. Because he moved too much, he tore some flowers, and the petals fell down one after another, making the flowers in the bouquet successfully become some kind of broken flowers and willows.

Holding the broken flowers and willows, Lu Sihe walked out angrily.

The curtain beside Cheng Xinglin's bed was raised and then lowered.

Seeing Lu Sihe leave, Cheng Xinglin said to Jian Xing: "Senior, do you really... just, trust me that much?"

"Ah."

"Then what if I make a mistake in judgment?"

"You didn't make a mistake in your judgment. There is something wrong with Lu Si and his character." Jian Xing scooped up another scoop, "And it's a very big problem—but you don't have to worry about it, I'm looking for evidence."

looking for evidence...

Is it that serious?

What kind of character problem is so serious that Jian Xing has to look for evidence?

Could it be that I lost money?

However, just as Jian Xing trusted him, he also trusted Jian Xing.

Jian Xing didn't say much, Cheng Xinglin didn't ask.

He just raised his other hand and motioned to Jian Xing: "Senior, I'll eat by myself—actually, I don't have any infusion in this hand."

"Can't feed without infusion?" Jian Xing laughed.

Then...you can still feed it.

"Lie down." Jian Xing said again, "Don't hold on, I'll take care of you - as I said just now, just move your mouth."

"but……"

"I like taking care of you, don't you?"

Okay, your name is Jian Xing, you can just say it.

After Jian Xing said so, Cheng Xinglin had no choice but to stay still, lying obediently and being fed by Jian Xing.

This feeling is actually quite strange.

He was seriously ill two days ago, Jian Xing also fed him food and water, but because he was too sick, he didn't have time to react.

But today the fever has gradually subsided, and when Jian Xing fed him, Cheng Xinglin felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

This is his god.

He is a god, feed him himself.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin eating with satisfaction, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Is the spicy one so delicious?"

"No." Cheng Xinglin stared at Jian Xing's face, and said bluntly, "It was the senior who fed the delicious food."

Finish saying this.

Cheng Xinglin's face turned red instantly, and then he saw that Jian Xing's fingertips were also red.

The two looked at each other and turned red, and finally Jian Xing laughed.

He buried his face in the crook of his arm and laughed for a while, coughing loudly, but raised his head with a serious look—"Okay, I will feed you often from then on."

I will feed it often in the future, what the hell is that! !

Cheng Xinglin blushed so badly that he almost wanted to go back to the self who just uttered wild words and killed him.

But there is no regret medicine in the world to take.

Cheng Xinglin could only finish the copy with a red face.

——This is probably because the fever has really subsided, and my appetite is quite good.

Seeing that Cheng Xinglin's appetite improved, Jian Xing finally felt relieved.

After tidying up the small table and takeaway boxes, Jian Xing pulled up the quilt for Cheng Xinglin: "Go to sleep."

"However, the test paper..."

"I packed it for you." Jian Xing put everything into the paper bag that Hang Yitong brought, "After a night's rest, the physical ability will not drop too much."

Cheng Xinglin wanted to study physics again.

But after eating, his blood sugar rose, and the sleeping ingredients in the bottle forced Cheng Xinglin to close his eyes.

When the bottle of liquid was finished, Cheng Xinglin woke up naturally.

He felt like he was completely stuffed inside a huge water vapor bag, sweat sweat and sweat all over his body.

But even though he was sweating all over, Cheng Xinglin was quite refreshed.

The previous dizziness and headache, as well as the feeling of soreness in the joints of the bones caused by the fever.

Finally completely disappeared.

When the needle was pulled out, the doctor came to see him, took his temperature, and prescribed some medicine.

"This medicine is also solidified. I guess there is nothing wrong with your fever." The doctor said, "Your fever may be related to your mental state-this exam is particularly difficult, right?"

Cheng Xinglin nodded obediently.

"Student, it doesn't matter how difficult the exam is, and it's not the college entrance examination. You have to remember the long-distance race."

The doctor said it was very good.

But for Cheng Xinglin, he had less than fifteen days to go to Qingbei Class for the selection exam.

Therefore, he cannot run a long-term race, but only a short-term sprint.

But Cheng Xinglin still thanked the doctor.

Jian Xing next to him handed him a set of clothes that he didn't know how to conjure up, asked him to change into it, and then went to prescribe the medicine himself.

After the medicine was prescribed, the two left the hospital.

Cheng Xinglin stood on the stairs and watched for a while, thinking that there would be some BMW that he had seen last night and this morning.

But it was a T3 traveling head-on.

T3 travel is indeed coming for them.

Jian Xing opened the car door and said, "Get in first, I'll take you home."

what……

Yes, send yourself home.

Cheng Xinglin originally thought that he could go to Jian Xing's house to live for a while today.

After all, his fever didn't heal completely, and it might happen again tonight.

mainly……

He had a terrible fever last night, and the matter of going to the male god's house was over without any taste.

I thought I could experience it again today.

and……

It may also be that it is fragile after giving birth to a patient.

These two days have been accompanied by Jian Xing, thinking that he will go back to the empty home by himself later.

Cheng Xinglin felt very uncomfortable.

but.

When Cheng Xinglin got into the car, he glanced at Jian Xing's dark circles, and sighed quietly - but if he didn't go to Jian Xing's house, it would be good if Jian Xing could have a good rest tonight.

When I was thinking wildly, T3 had already started.

The hospital was only 10 minutes away from Cheng Xinglin's house. T3 stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the two walked in.

I don't know when it will rain tonight.

It was raining thoroughly, and the air was cool. The two of them walked in the alley, feeling the rare cool breeze in June, and felt very comfortable.

Soon, the two of them walked under Cheng Xinglin's house.

Cheng Xinglin turned his head and was about to say goodbye to Jian Xing, but saw Jian Xing smiling at him.

"The car has already left." Jian Xing said, "Can I stay at your place tonight?"

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Varied……

What? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin didn't understand what Jian Xing said at first, so he looked at him without saying a word.

Jian Xing laughed and asked: "I mean, I don't know if you have a fever tonight or not—but you haven't been home for two days, and you still have to go home, so I can visit you Are you staying at home? Watching you by the way."

"Of course!!" Cheng Xinglin heard Jian Xing's babbling, but he didn't hear clearly, so he heard clearly, "Go to your house to borrow."

Cheng Xinglin didn't even have time to review whether his home was clean or not, so his body was faster than his brain, and he invited Jian Xing up.

When he gets too excited, the keyhole is against him.

Cheng Xinglin searched for three or four times but failed to insert the key, and finally said simply: "Let me do it."

He took his key and opened the door.

No one came into the house for two days, but fortunately Cheng Xinglin left room for Mimi who had to go out every day to "wander the rivers and lakes".

So the window opened a small gap, and the air in the house was still fresh and comfortable.

Turn on the light, and I have been busy studying for the past week and have no time to clean the room because Cheng Xinglin used things and put them back at hand, so it is not a mess.

Except for some dust on the floor, everything is clean.

"Senior, please wear my slippers, I... I can go barefoot."

"The patient is barefoot?" Jian Xing smiled, "I'll be barefoot, the socks are not dirty, don't you mind?"

"If you don't mind or don't mind, then...then sit there—senior, I'll move you a chair."

Cheng Xinglin has never invited someone he likes to visit his home.

For a moment, I was very nervous, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet, so I rushed in to move the chair.

When he moved the chair for Jian Xing, he plugged in the phone and turned it on, and threw it on the table.

Then he groaned and moved the chair over.

Sitting down according to the simple line, Cheng Xinglin asked again: "Do you want to make tea, drink tea or water-oh, my house only has water, so whether it is hot water or cold water."

Cheng Xinglin said while looking for a cup and a kettle.

Turned around in a hurry.

Sitting on the chair, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing - I haven't realized that Cheng Xinglin is quite cute.

But Jian Xing did not have the hobby of bullying a patient.

He stood up, held down Cheng Xinglin who was spinning around, and said to him: "Don't be in a hurry to entertain me, you go take a shower first, and change into clean and warm clothes - I want to drink hot water, but I will burn it myself, later Come out and drink more water."

Jian Xing spoke while pressing Cheng Xinglin's shoulder.

His lips were pressed against his ears, and his ears were itchy from the heat.

Cheng Xinglin's attitude softened immediately, and he said, "It's an old-fashioned gas stove, can you...?"

"It will never be more difficult than mathematics." Jian Xing said.

"That……"

"Then go take a shower and throw out the changed clothes—the washing machine is in the kitchen?"

"Um……"

After Cheng Xinglin nodded, he obediently went to take a shower.

Jian Xing boiled the water and threw the clothes into the washing machine, and was not in a hurry to wash them. Instead, he came out to visit Cheng Xinglin's room.

Just now, I just watched Cheng Xinglin go around, and didn't look at his room carefully, but now I look at it, it is indeed clean and tidy.

The large and small teaching aids on the desk are stacked according to height, which is as pleasing to the eye as his school desk.

There are also hydroponic garlic and shallots on the windowsill.

Slender shoots grew from half-eaten sweet potatoes.

They are all cheap plants that can be seen everywhere, but they are full of vitality that is not cheap.

Jian Xing pushed open the window smoothly.

Looking out of the window - the old street at night is soaked in lights, and the vibrant plants are in the foreground in front of the old buildings.

The view from the window frame column is like a beautiful scenery specially captured by the photographer.

Cheap, cheap, dirty houses.

It was also a lot of fun to be lived by Cheng Xinglin.

Jian Xing stood by the window blowing the wind after a rainy night, feeling—maybe this is what he likes about Cheng Xinglin.

"Meow~"

A kitten meowing interrupted Jian Xing's thoughts.

Mimi Ba squeezed in from the window, saw Jian Xing, and greeted Jian Xing briefly, then jumped off the desk again, searched around, but did not see her master.

Mimiba is in a hurry now.Come over and pick Jian Xing, meow, meow, seems to ask this person where he hid his master.

Isn't the cat in a hurry?

The master didn't come back last night, and today another stranger is in his home.

Even though this stranger is his male god, he can't hide his master.

Jian Xing put the kitten on the table by its neck, and pointed to the bathroom: "Stupid, didn't you hear the sound of water? Your master is taking a bath."

Mimiba followed his fingertips to look over, looked at it for a while, and finally realized it.

"Put your claws in." Jian Xing took out a wet paper towel, wiped the table first, and then wiped Mimi's little feet, "I'll tidy it up for you, or your master's house will be full of mud .”

Mimi Ba understood what he meant, and let Jian Xing wipe it for him.

After wiping his front feet, Jian Xing pulled the chair aside and continued to wipe Mimi Ba's back feet.

However, at this moment, Cheng Xinglin's mobile phone that was charging on the table just now suddenly lit up.

Sometimes, overlord software like Penguin will suddenly invade your background and start up by itself.

For example, like now.

With the screen locked, Penguin turned on automatically and sent a video call request.

Jian Xing subconsciously glanced at Cheng Xinglin's phone, and then he couldn't help laughing.

— mainly to laugh at myself.

Before, I took great pains to make some notes to guess whether "running script" is my future self.

As a result, Cheng Xinglin's remark was so simple and rude, which was the four characters of "Future Jianxing".

While wiping her feet absently, Jian Xing was thinking whether to answer the video call.

In fact, this is a very good time - if I want Jian Xing to help me in the future, it would be best to contact him now.

but.

Jian Xing stood up and stared at the phone.

He looked back at the bathroom with the splashing water—after all, he didn't have Cheng Xinglin's consent, not even a formal consent.

Just move his phone...

Will it be bad?

Human beings think.

The cat just laughed.

While Jian Xing was still thinking, Mimi Ba had already walked over proudly.

The noble meat pad was photographed on Cheng Xinglin's mobile phone, and then continued to move forward without looking back.

The moment the huge furry cat left the phone.

Jian Xing, who was looking down at the phone from a high position, saw a human face appearing on the phone.

One, exactly like him, only a slightly older face.

This face is now full of worry.

Future Jian Xing asked anxiously: "You finally answered my call, Xiaolin, are you okay..."

Future Jianxing's voice paused, and when he saw the face framed into the camera, his expression changed: "Why is it you?"