Toffee Master

Tang Ye was woken up the next day by a knock on the door.

He sat up in a daze, touched the mobile phone on the table next to him, squinted his eyes and looked at the screen, it was 10:[-], [-] minutes before the alarm clock he set would go off.

"Who... so early..."

Not only did the knocking on the door not stop at all, but it became more and more rhythmic. Tang Ye got out of bed weakly and opened the door with half-closed eyes.

A burst of hot breakfast aroma, mixed with the unique refreshing smell of dew in the morning, came in. Tang Ye sniffled and lifted his chin slightly to see who was coming.

Yang Xingyu was wearing a loose blue school uniform, the zipper was not closed, revealing the black T-shirt underneath, and he was smiling unscrupulously with a mouthful of white teeth: "You sleepwalked to fight last night? Your hair almost flew into the sky."

Tang Ye pursed his lips, pressed his curled hair, turned around and threw himself on the sofa, only to bump into a bruise on his ribs. He gasped in pain, and came to his senses completely, with his cheeks recovering Perception, swelling and pain.

"What are you doing here so early? If you're looking for a morning jogger, then you've knocked on the wrong door."

He changed his posture, with a little air of getting up, "Exercise and death, I would rather choose death."

"I'm here to bring you breakfast! And choose to die... how much you hate sports."

Yang Xingyu shook the breakfast bag in his hand, "You think I'm thinking so early, it's because your wrist needs to be replaced with dressing and gauze, alas, good intentions are treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, I am really miserable."

Tang Ye sat up with a grunt, and said with an exaggerated smile: "What! Xing... Brother Yu actually sacrificed his sleep time to help me change my medicine and deliver breakfast. How can there be such a good and great person in the world!"

"puff……"

Yang Xingyu was amused by his exaggerated tone, "You're so poor, go wash up, I'll take out all the breakfast first, you have tableware in the kitchen, right?"

"It's all ready, Brother Yu, you can use whatever you want."

Tang Ye glanced at Yang Xingyu guilty, and ran into the bathroom. After closing the door, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He almost habitually called Brother Xingxing when he got excited just now. He should pay more attention in the future.

But Yang Xingyu actually came to look for him so early, and he didn't know what time he got up.

The corners of Tang Ye's mouth curled up, and the speed of washing his face was much faster.

Hiss...the bruise on his face really hurts.

When he came out after washing, Yang Xingyu was sitting on the sofa eating steamed buns, and there was a small medicine box beside him.

Yang Xingyu's cheeks were bulging like a hamster, he swallowed the food in two mouthfuls, and waved to Tang Ye with a wipe of his mouth: "Come and sit down, I'll change your medicine."

Tang Ye sat down obediently, and stretched out his hand naturally.

"You don't take off the band-aid at night, isn't it uncomfortable?" Yang Xingyu skillfully helped him apply the medicine and wrap the gauze.

Tang Ye felt guilty. He just changed it in the bathroom. He looked away and said perfunctorily, "I'm used to it."

"Let's eat. I saw that you like sweets, so I thought you might like sweets, so I bought you three custard buns. If you don't want to eat sweets, there are also meat buns."

Fortunately, Yang Xingyu didn't bother, he just pushed the plate in front of him, and muttered, "I wanted to buy you some meat pies, but the meat pies in the Second Canteen are very delicious, with thin skin and big filling, but today I went to It's too early, the meatloaf is not baked yet."

Tang Ye's heart moved slightly. Yang Xingyu went to school to buy breakfast and came back again.

He said sincerely, "Brother Yu...thank you."

Yang Xingyu paused, his ears blushed suspiciously, and stammered to change the subject: "You, did your tableware also come from the landlord? It's pretty pretty."

Tang Ye lowered his head. It was a pure white plate, and he didn't know what it looked like. He nodded with a suppressed smile, "Well, it's pretty, very simple."

Yang Xingyu blushed now, stuffed the bun into Tang Ye's hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Eat it quickly!"

He got up aggressively, and put the small medicine box back to its original place. The sound of those thumping footsteps made him think he was rushing to fight.

The room fell into silence, occasionally the sound of Tang Ye putting down the bowl after finishing his porridge could be heard.

Yang Xingyu walked around the living room boredly, caught a glimpse of the flowerpot on the balcony, and walked over with great interest.

"What do you grow?"

Tang Ye wiped out a custard bun, and said with a smile, "You'll know when it grows."

"This needs to be kept secret..." Yang Xingyu curled his lips. The five large flower pots were filled with black soil, not even a green one. He seriously suspected that Tang Ye hadn't planted anything at all.

"Brother Yu, if you have nothing to do, you can help me water the water. The kettle is in the corner of the balcony."

Yang Xingyu turned his head in disbelief: "It's very natural for you to order me around!"

Tang Ye smiled and said, "Brother Yu, you are the best and the best person in the world! You can't even worry about me, and you certainly can't bear to let the little plant die of thirst, right?"

"Tang Ye!"

Yang Xingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why didn't he see each other for a few years, and the little candy paper became so "top hated" to others, but what was even more annoying was that he just did it!

Tang Ye saw that he resigned himself to finding out the kettle, filled it with water, and watered the plants seriously.

The two got up early and went out early. When they left home, it was nearly half an hour before the morning class started.

Tang Ye rode a small electric donkey and led Yang Xingyu slowly towards Changqing High School.

Probably because it was too early, I didn't see too many students along the way.

Tang Ye felt comfortable for a while, but halfway through, he suddenly felt the people in the back seat move, and then a heat source approached quickly, and he also felt a weight on his shoulders.

He subconsciously squeezed the handlebar tightly, glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that Yang Xingyu actually put his chin directly on his shoulder, clinging to his back like a big bear.

"Brother Yu...you sit down." Tang Ye's whole body began to stiffen.

Yang Xingyu closed his eyes and snorted: "Little heartless, I woke up early to buy you breakfast, can't you let me catch up on sleep?"

"...I'm afraid you'll fall." The ears could even feel the heat from Yang Xingyu's words, and Tang Ye felt his scalp go numb.

"Don't worry, I don't really sleep, I just close my eyes and take a rest, there is an exam today, I don't want to fall asleep in the exam room."

Yang Xingyu said so, but his voice became softer and softer, and in the end even Tang Ye couldn't hear clearly.

Tang Ye looked at the man who had completely fallen asleep with his head tilted, and sighed softly. Forget it, let him catch up on sleep.

The little eDonkey drove steadily and slowly. Originally, it only took 5 minutes to get from the community to the school, but Tang Ye abruptly extended it to 15 minutes. When he was about to reach the school gate, he found Yang Xingyu whispering and deliberately It took a while to wake him up.

He moved his shoulders, "Brother Yu, wake up, we're at school."

"Huh? So fast?" Yang Xingyu finally took his chin away from Tang Ye's shoulder. He wiped the corner of his mouth in confusion, but luckily he didn't drool.

"It's getting late, there are still 5 minutes until morning self-study."

Tang Ye speeded up and rode a small electric donkey all the way to the school gate.

"Ah? What are you doing while I'm sleeping! You can run for 25 minutes for a certain distance!"

Tang Ye glanced at him: "I went to weigh you to see how much you can sell for, but the buyer said that although you weighed well, you were too dry and didn't want it."

"You black-hearted little white-eyed wolf!"

Tang Ye chuckled, locked the eDonkey and walked into the school.

Yang Xingyu followed behind him, trying hard to justify his figure: "I'm so shriveled, I look skinny when I dress and take off my clothes. If you don't believe me, feel it!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, showing off his biceps.

"Well, it's really good." Tang Ye stretched out his finger to poke, and commented solemnly.

Yang Xingyu stared blankly at his fair fingers touching his dark biceps. He coughed lightly and put down his sleeves: "Now you know that my figure is not shriveled."

Tang Ye nodded with a smile: "Brother Yu has the best figure in the world."

"That, of course!" Yang Xingyu acknowledged the compliment with a dry smile.

Tang Ye was very satisfied to see that the tips of his ears turned red again.

When the two arrived in Class [-] (Second Year) of high school, the class was already full of people, and everyone quietly flipped through the notes and books at a speed so fast that one wondered if they didn't even read the words clearly.

Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu attracted everyone's attention when they entered through the back door.

As if they didn't see it, the two walked to their seats calmly and sat down.

The crowd whispered.

"They are so familiar when they are at the same table for a day? And come to school together?"

"It's possible that we met at the school gate."

"You haven't heard that Yang Xingyu fought because of the transfer student yesterday?"

"Forget it Yang Xingyu, the transfer student is actually so calm before the exam."

"Is the rumor true? The transfer student is a god of learning!"

"Hush! Lao Zhou is here! Still holding the test paper!"

The classroom fell silent instantly, Tang Ye looked up and saw Zhou Li strode in.

"Pull a single table, the first subject is mathematics, and now the papers are distributed."

Zhou Li didn't talk nonsense at all. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of the table scratching the floor tiles in the classroom, which was piercing and loud.

Tang Ye glanced around, and pulled the table to the left to distance himself from Yang Xingyu.

Zhou Li said while handing out the papers: "Be more conscious, our class is not into such shameful behaviors as plagiarism."

Tang Ye sat at the end, subconsciously browsed through the papers when he got them, and gained some confidence when he saw familiar questions.

The morning class bell rang, and Zhou Li said "Start" at the same time. Just as he was about to write and answer the paper, a shadow was cast over his head.

Tang Ye raised his head.

Zhou Li did not know when he came to his side, pushed his glasses and said: "The school has already dealt with Li Feng's matter, don't worry, he won't be punished at all this time, the school received an anonymous letter , which is the evidence that Li Feng bullied his classmates before, he will at least have to suffer a big mistake this time."

Tang Ye was a little surprised that the anonymous letter came by such a coincidence?

"Old Zhou, you're so noisy, it's affecting my exam." Yang Xingyu said lazily.

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, and was so angry that he pointed his hand straight: "Okay, I will shut up, and I will see how many points you can get in the test this time."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. After walking two steps, he was still angry, and turned to stare at Yang Xingyu.

Yang Xingyu grinned happily.

Tang Ye glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he knew who sent the anonymous letter.