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After Xi Yan said this, he cried and vented again, feeling much better.

——It’s not like he hasn’t felt lonely since he came back.

Many nonsensical thoughts came to Xi Yan's mind. For example, if he told Zhong Qin that he came from time travel, Zhong Qin, a person who is willing to spend money on dogs, might show kindness and take him to see the city. Most expensive psychiatry.

But when Xi Yan really revealed a corner of the story related to himself in front of others, he realized that he actually longed for someone to listen to him in his heart.

Fortunately...the one who listened was Zhong Qin.

He is quiet and sincere.

Even though Xi Yan couldn't tell the whole story of the original situation, even if he still wanted to talk about why he didn't like school so much when he was in the second half of high school, he couldn't say it.

Just talking about butter is enough to make Xi Yan feel relaxed and happy.

But relaxation is one thing, in front of Zhong Qin...crying, he will also feel embarrassed after knowing it.

So Xi Yan, as a 25-year-old hater, couldn't find an opportunity to lift his head from Zhong Qin's warm palm for a while, and deliberately procrastinated.

Zhong Qin didn't think about whether Xi Yan was embarrassed, his hand was still between his kneecap and Xi Yan's eye socket.

The wet palms are the tears of a puppy.

The puppy's eyes were scalding from crying.

Zhong Qin's attention should be focused on the palm of his hand, and he should be at a loss for a moment by the sadness that Xi Yan revealed to him.

Not long ago, Zhong Qin had just learned to put on an apology pose, and it was very clumsy, and of course he was not good at coaxing others.

He only teases dogs.

So Zhong Qin hesitated for a moment, raised his other hand, and gently rubbed Xi Yan's hair like smoothing a puppy's hair: "Do you... want instant noodles?"

Feeling Zhong Qin's comfort, Xi Yan not only burned his eyes, but also his ears.

He was even more at a loss than Zhong Qin, relying on Zhong Qin's palm, he said sullenly: "I even ordered takeaway... If I think, will you agree?"

Zhong Qin didn't hesitate, and agreed with self-sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, when Xi Yan opened his mouth again, he said irrelevantly: "Then I want to go to People's Square to watch the flag raising early on the morning of the [-]st, so you can accompany me."

Zhong Qin: "..."

Zhong Qin knew that this person was healed.

So he flipped his wrist, along Xi Yan's cheek, moved it to his chin, then supported his chin with his palm, and lifted his face up: "It seems that it's all right if you can make an inch of it?"

Xi Yan blinked a pair of big red eyes, his eyes fluttered and he didn't dare to look directly at Zhong Qin, he looked aggrieved, and he spoke with a small nasal voice: "... If you don't accompany me, I will have something to do."

Zhong Qin turned to look him in the eyes: "Didn't No. [-] want to go home?"

Xi Yan muttered: "Go home after watching, and there will be no delay."

Zhong Qin was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, let out a long breath through his nose, and said, "No. [-] must be a lot of people, aren't you afraid of crowding yourself out?"

Although these words sounded helpless and angry, Xi Yan knew that Zhong Qin's heart had already softened, and he probably agreed to him.

So Xi Yan thought to himself, I have cried and cried, and I have lost the person who should be lost, so I simply carried out the shameless policy to the end - anyway, Zhong Qin would catch his broken pot no matter what.

Xi Yan convinced himself that the tense strength loosened.He relaxed his jaw, put his chin in Zhong Qin's palm, and shook his head from side to side confidently, as if he was seriously thinking about Zhong Qin's question.

Then he stretched his legs, used his feet to hook the dog leash on the ground not far away that he used as a belt, stretched out his hand to grab it, and handed it to Zhong Qin's other hand: "If you can't squeeze it, hold me for you. "

Zhong Qin retracted his fingers reflexively, as if he was holding Xi puppy's leash, regretting that it was too late.

Zhong Qin glanced at Xi Yan's stretched legs, and at the beautiful lines drawn on his legs due to a little effort.

He felt that such a beautiful pair of legs should not grow on such an annoying male student from another class.

After a while, Zhong Qin withdrew his thoughts.

With a retraction of his fingers, he squeezed Xi Yan's face vigorously as if admitting defeat.

Xi Yan got the answer, and finally put away his bitter face and bent his eyes again.

And I think I have learned a great trick: boys who act like a baby are really the best luck.

The weekend is over quickly.

On the morning of October 10st, Xi Yan, who set the alarm clock to wake up at 30 o'clock, stayed in bed until [-]:[-] and didn't get up.

After four months of adaptation, the biological clock and regular work and rest provided by social animals were finally worn out by the procrastination and laziness of young people.

Compared with Zhong Qin, it really pales in comparison.

——At this time, Zhong Qin has already arranged everything in the store, and went out with Zhang Yiheng to walk the dog, and officially started today's business.

When he returned to the second floor, Xi Yan was still wrapped in the quilt.

Zhong Qin went into the room to change his shoes, and by the way raised his leg and kicked the bulge under the quilt: "What kind of face does a person who vowed to go to People's Square to see the national flag raising have, who is still sleeping now?"

Xi Yan groaned, holding the quilt in a muffled voice: "...Who told you not to wake me up!"

Zhong Qin made him laugh angrily:

"Who is that person who leans on me as soon as the alarm clock rings?"

"Who is the one who hums when he shouts?"

"I can't go to see it anyway, who is the hooligan who can raise the flag in the morning? How can he get rid of the blame?"

"You are so fierce...I was so excited about going to the square last night that I didn't sleep well." Xi Yan pouted and sat up, and stretched out his hand to Zhong Qinyi, "pass me the clothes."

Zhong Qin looked at the look of the uncle in his clothes and stretched out his hand, and sneered: "Those who don't know think what I did to you last night."

Xi Yan didn't react, and took it smoothly: "How can you treat me..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Yan understood, and immediately suppressed the word "what": "Damn, you still play hooligans?!"

Zhong Qin raised his hand and threw the clothes in his face.

After changing his clothes and washing up, and having a simple breakfast, Xi Yan reluctantly went home with his dirty clothes on his back and his set of homework that hadn't made any progress.

The moment he stepped out of the store, he saw the word "happy" on Zhong Qin's face, which is really strange.

Xi Yan had a very happy National Day holiday, and spent the next few days at home.

They said they were accompanying Wenxia and his grandma, but in fact Wenxia would find her sisters to go shopping, get massages, and do nails from time to time, and his grandma would go to the elderly activity room in the community to play mahjong on time every afternoon. Xi Yan is much richer.

So Xi Yan occasionally went to see his uncle and aunt, and occasionally went to Ding Xuan's house for dinner, and met the little boy who was almost robbed of his lollipop at the gate of the flower garden.

Xi Yan grinned and made him cry again.

On the last day of the holiday, Xi Yan once again used the excuse of studying together, and went to the "other partner" to find Zhong Qin, watch the cream, and copy homework by the way.

I used to want to see cream.

Now I want to see Butter, looking for Chung Chin.

——When Xi Yan was changing shoes at the door of the house and was about to go out, he suddenly squeezed his chin, narrowed his eyes and thought about the wonderful change in his mentality.

When he came to the conclusion that he had successfully made a good brother, Xi Yan stood at the door and made a silly noise, and was scolded by Wen Xia: "Next time, let people come to eat at home, why do you grow up so big? Sensible?"

Xi Yan agreed with a smile, and when he walked to Honglin later, his steps were so brisk that he was about to fly.

Almost an entire National Day wasted their studies, Xi Yan's homework to be completed was piled up like a mountain, and in the homework he took home, he didn't write anything except Chinese.

Therefore, in Xi Yan's eyes, Zhong Qin, who had all the answers to the set of papers, was like a god who could save all living beings, and his whole body exuded the brilliance of holiness and compassion.

Moreover, this god is probably worth a thousand words, and he will never write more where he can write one less word.

After all, those who copied his homework would not give money.

But this crooked approach allowed Xi Yan to avoid the risk of breaking his hand when copying homework.

Good good good good.

In order to fully demonstrate his good habit of copying homework, Xi Yan deliberately did not touch Zhong Qin's Chinese paper, and saw nothing except the name and multiple-choice questions on the first page.

After all, it's quite shameful to accidentally read someone else's composition.

Xi Yan felt that at Zhong Qinchang's age, he must have never met someone as considerate as himself, so he was very complacent.

Butter circled under Xi Yan's feet, and Xi Yan threw it to Zhong Qin on the grounds that it hindered him from studying hard.

Zhong Qin had no choice but to sigh, and carried the cream into his arms.

Don't let the corgis see it, because Zhong Qin, as a "strict father", rarely hugs dogs in the store.

Xi Yan blinked, feeling that Zhong Qin also accepted his unreasonable troublemaking.

Although the next day was a Saturday, school still had to be closed for two days.Xi Yan went to school with a manly look again, in a happy mood.

At the back door of Class [-], Li Wenrui frowned, pretending to be seriously thinking, staring at Xi Yan for half a morning reading, and finally couldn't help asking sincerely: "Xi Baba, if you look around in the classroom, you can see why Poor people who get bad grades in the monthly exam and get mixed doubles by their parents, people who are forcibly suspended before expressing their patriotism, and people who miss homework and are anxiously writing - but you are the only happy comedian in the audience , the sun will ask whose mouth is this, do you think you are suitable?"

Xi Yan made Li Wenrui amused.

He clasped his fists at his tablemate who is excellent in speech and eloquence: "Drag me out and chop me up, and I will let you, Xiu'er, sit on the dragon chair."

Li Wenrui shook his shoulders and suppressed a smile: "If we can't learn anything in the future, let's talk about cross talk—hey, what are you happy about?"

"You need to learn more about cross talk, let's stop cooking early." Xi Yan rolled his eyes and replied, "I enjoy military training."

Li Wenrui immediately changed into a bitter face: "What's so fun about military training, I'm going to be so worried."

Xi Yan, a happy comedian, raised his eyebrows: "I won't tell you, I want to have fun alone."

What else can Xi Yan be happy about.

His little memories of high school finally came in handy—

What makes Xi Yan and Zhong Qin no longer have the boundaries between classes?

It's not about studying hard and trying to get into the experimental class at the end of the school year.

It's military training.

If he remembered correctly, the whole grade was divided into six companies, three for boys and three for girls, and the four adjacent classes were merged. One company had about a hundred people, and men and women were separated.

Xi Yan thought that although he was a little shorter than Zhong Qin, he was not much shorter, so when he lined up... he should be able to stand together.

Before the end of the morning reading, Jiang Shui hurriedly announced 2 minutes before class:

"Today is the first day of vacation. Although there will be no classes for the next five days, everyone's playfulness should be taken back."

"Our school has always attached great importance to national defense education. In the first half of the first year of senior high school, students will participate in military training. The reason why they do not arrange military training before the start of school like most schools, but arrange it this week after the National Day holiday is also to be in the whole country. Strike while the iron is hot when the patriotic atmosphere is the hottest.”

"Today, Saturday, the military training will start the day after tomorrow. It will be a total of five days. It will end on next Friday, and next weekend will be a normal weekend."

"I hope that the students in our class will show a good mental outlook, and also show the energy of learning to take this military training seriously."

Jiang Shui's unfinished meaning is... Anyway, it takes up class time, so it shouldn't be taken seriously.

Therefore, Jiang Shui added a sentence specifically: "Of course, if there is no class next week, there will not be too many homework assignments. But let me put it in front of me. I hope everyone can get back their minds as soon as possible after the military training. Everyone must complete it carefully—a reminder, the October monthly exam for the first grade will not be canceled just because of the military training."

As expected, Jiang Shui's words caused a lot of wailing.

The bodies of elementary school students are about to suffer from military training, and the weight of preview homework is enough to overwhelm their spirits.

What's more, it will be over half of October after I come back, and I have to take the monthly exam!

At that time, the entire first grade will be devastated!

Li Wenrui expressed grief in advance: "Go to military training with the energy of learning..."

Li Wenrui's cross talk partner Xi Yan immediately praised: "What's the matter?"

Li Wenrui has nothing to love: "The instructor will ask you 'Did you not eat at noon'!"

Xi Yan burst out laughing, Lu Yaoyao and Chen Xing listened to the scene, and were struggling to hold back their laughter.

Lu Yaoyao turned around and joked, "I think you two are talented, remember to leave tickets for Xing Xing and me when there are performances in the future."

Chen Xing said: "Military training, you two perform cross talk in the company."

After Xi Yan finished singing, he was suddenly stunned.

Only now did Xi Yan realize a problem—why didn't he see Zhong Qin in the military training queue before?

At the same time, in the corridor outside the classroom of Class [-] opposite.

Gao Chengliu also took advantage of this 2 minutes to call Zhong Qin out, saying: "Zhong Qin, go to military training the day after tomorrow, and you will be promoted in grades. First, you will push those who are over 1.8 meters tall. Then you can go there."

"..." Zhong Qin probably felt that the pacesetters were a bit conspicuous, and it was inconvenient to fish and paddle in the crowd, so he said, "Yang Ziyang is about 1.8 meters tall, let him go."

"Hey, isn't he a bit fatter?" Gao Chengliu waved his hand, and there was a hint of complacency in his words and expressions, "Not every class has the opportunity to push someone, since he represents our class , so can't you show your best mental outlook?"

Zhong Qin: "..."

It felt like Yang Ziyang was rejected by the head teacher.

Gao Chengliu raised his hand and patted Zhong Qin on the shoulder: "In the end, we have to choose a flag raiser and two flag guards. Don't give in to me, you boy. You have to win this honor for our class!"

Zhong Qin: "..."

Seeing the reluctance written all over his face, Gao Chengliu had no choice but to use his trump card: "Why don't you go to the military parade to speak as a student representative?"

Zhong Qin considered it for a while, and although his face was expressionless, his attitude was very sensible: "Do you like the flag raiser or the flag guard?"

Gao Chengliu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "You boy... just follow the command when you go the day after tomorrow, and report directly to the deputy battalion commander!"

After Gao Chengliu left, Zhong Qin's footsteps returning to the classroom paused a little.

He turned his head to look at the back door of Class [-]'s classroom opposite, and there was a scene in front of his eyes that he was sitting on the bench and making jokes.

Looking at the tall osmanthus tree downstairs, Zhong Qin slightly frowned.

The pleasant smell of Jiulixiang has faded.

But its canopy is still full of branches and leaves, as if it can hold the warm radiance of the rising sun in the east.