hold that vampire

——Your class is so tough.

——It’s hard to endure, I only take you for half a semester.

Difficulty also endured.

endure...

When Pei Yun went upstairs, these two embarrassing conversations kept echoing in his head, and his cheeks were sore while holding his hands.

So it was heard, he thought he was speaking in a very low voice.

However, he never thought about such useless regrets for a long time, and immediately put them behind him when he returned to the dormitory.

Du Jian and Zeng Yichen haven't come back from class yet.

He was bored by himself, dragged the crocodile pillow off the bed and hugged him, yawned and continued to watch the replay video of the game. After watching it for a while, he felt bored, and returned to the homepage to find the live broadcast.

There are a lot of recommended spots for newcomers on the homepage. Pei Yun swiped the mouse wheel and slowly scrolled down, but he couldn't find anything he was interested in for a long time.

A small pop-up window of Taobao advertisement popped up in the lower right corner. He moved the mouse to close it, and accidentally swipe his hand to click more, which happened to click into a live broadcast page.

"Welcome to beat the little monster into the live broadcast room."

There were not many bullet screens, and there were not many fans watching. The anchor was a young boy who looked about the same age as Pei Yun. He was reclining on the sofa chair without looking good. He lazily finished his welcome speech and continued to play the game.

Pei Yun originally wanted to quit directly, but somehow after being "tagged" by the other party, he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of mission, and always felt that he would be sorry for his welcome if he didn't watch it for more than 2 minutes.

Turn off the barrage, let go of the mouse, hug the little crocodile and watch it carefully for a while, only to find that this anchor really has something.The operation is good and the response is fast, which is completely different from some anchors who pay attention to heresy bloggers under the guise of games.

Not bad, this rookie, um, has a future.

He casually clicked his attention.

Just as the game was over, the anchor stopped for a while on the record page and entered the waiting page for the next match.

Pei Yun had nothing to read, and listened carefully to the anchor's talk show.

"...Suddenly I don't have any appetite for anything, and I lost weight and became anorexic. But if you only want to eat one food, congratulations, you may have entered the guidance period."

"What is the guidance period? Let's not talk about it. It means that you only want to eat one thing and are not interested in other things."

"Impact? It doesn't matter. Eat whatever you want."

He paused here, and glanced at the camera: "However, I suggest that you have a secret discussion with your food before eating, and don't tell it directly that you want to eat it. If it doesn't want to, give up as soon as possible and find another one."

It's a bit babbling, but it fits strangely with his current situation.

Pei Yun touched his chin and opened the barrage:

【Hahahahahahahahahahaha the anchor is so funny, I laughed so hard! 】

[Discuss with the food, can you think of this with your brain hahahaha]

[Um, I just discussed with the crucian carp that my mother bought, it seems that it is not willing to be stewed by itself o(╥﹏╥)o]

[Mist Grass makes sense!Thanks to the anchor, cleared up the confusion!It turns out that my crazy craving for fried chicken today is not because I am hungry, but because I have entered the food guidance period! 】

【I want to eat konjac too! 】

......

Gee, so good.

Pei Yun was a little envious of them, at least they all knew what they wanted to eat, but he had no clue.

Oh no, it's not like he didn't, when he fainted, he seemed to smell it from Lu Que.

But with Lu Que's personality, would he bring any food with him?

impossible?

Could it be that the taste of this thing is too strong, and the smell has not dissipated after lunch?

Pei Yun touched the phone to send a message to ask, opened WeChat and thought that Lu Que might be in class now, and it would be immoral to disturb others in class, so he had to close WeChat and decided to wait until after school time to ask.

Just as he put the phone back on the table, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Du Jian rushed in quickly, still breathing, and pulled Pei Yun up and down to check: "How are you, Pei Bao, is there any major problem? Have you checked, what did the doctor say?!"

Zeng Yichen was a few steps behind him, came in at a leisurely pace, and then quietly stood aside and watched.

"Don't worry." Pei Yun patted him on the shoulder kindly: "I'm just hypoglycemic, it's fine."

Du Jian said: "Your hypoglycemia is too scary. At that moment, I almost thought that you slept until you passed away."

He blamed himself for the whole afternoon, and kept feeling angry: "It's all my fault. You said you were sleepy, but I was really stunned. I didn't think about it. If you didn't have hypoglycemia, but a sudden cerebral infarction High blood pressure or something..."

"Almost got it."

Pei Yun didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but now the more he listened to it, the more he felt chills down his spine: "Your brother Pei is strong and strong at a young age, and his hypoglycemia is as high as the sky. He doesn't have as many problems as you said."

"Hey, that's good, I don't worry if you're fine."

It was only now that Du Jian realized that she did not come back alone, and turned to Zeng Yichen: "Hey, Chief, I'm sorry, aren't you usually the one who worries about Pei Bao the most? Why are you so calm today?"

Zeng Yichen shook his phone at them, smiling gently: "I'm slow in getting news, when I saw the news that Xiao Pei passed out, Xiao Pei had already had dinner with Professor Lu."

He knew that Pei Yun was fine, so of course he couldn't be anxious.

Du Jian: "How do you know about their meals? I don't even know."

Zeng Yichen: "Someone posted on the forum, the one with pictures, do you want to see it?"

Pei Yun: "???"

Du Jian said loudly, "Look!", jumped over and put her head on her head, and read while watching: "My family, Pei Xiaocao and Zhu Qingzhiguang are in the same frame of the century, the scene of the critical attack on appearance, I want to faint, Gu, seven Is it? What does the faint ancient seven mean?"

Pei Yun also leaned over and explained casually: "It's just fainted."

Du Jian let out a cry, and turned to the photo on the second floor: "It's really you, Professor Lu looked cold, but I didn't expect him to be so warm-hearted, and he took you out personally...Damn it!!!"

He pointed to a gleaming key word on the third floor: "Little uncle?"

"God damn little uncle! Pei Bao, they said they heard you call Professor Lu's little uncle, are they deaf? Little uncle???"

Pei Yun was still wondering who came up with the name "Ziqing Zhiguang". He was really a genius. Hearing the words, he said casually: "They have no deaf ears, they are little uncles."

Immediately, the two eyes swept over in unison.

Zeng Yichen was still calm, but Du Jian couldn't do it. He turned up the volume in vain to startle Pei Yun: "Professor Lu is really your little uncle?"

"Really." Pei Yun paused for a second after speaking, and added: "Yes, I am the unlucky kid you said."

"But don't you have your mother's surname?" Du Jian was a little embarrassed: "Professor Lu's surname is Lu and not Pei, how could it be your little uncle?"

It has to be said that although Du Jian was taken aback, she was really talented at certain times.

Lu Que is Pei Yun's little uncle, but not his real uncle.

When Pei Yun was three years old, ten-year-old Lu Que was taken home by Grandpa Pei.

His name was Grandpa Pei, sister Pei Yun's mother, and brother-in-law Pei Yun's father, so from that day on, Pei Yun had a little uncle who was only seven years older than him.

Later, when Pei Yun grew up, he realized that Lu Que's uncle was his grandfather's comrade-in-arms. He died accidentally in an emergency rescue. Before leaving, he entrusted his dependent sister, Lu Que's mother, to his grandfather's care.

At that time, Lu's mother was still very young, and shortly after being taken care of by his grandfather to become an adult, she married a rich second-generation girl whom she met on the university campus.

It's a pity that he met an unkind person, and the rich second generation behaved differently before and after marriage. Lu's mother quickly recognized the reality and divorced him.

By the way, half of his fortune was taken away.

Because she worked very hard when she was a child, Lu's mother has always been in poor health, and she has been depressed since the divorce, and she was so strong that she didn't want to go back to Pei's house to cause trouble for them, and she finally passed away when Lu Que was ten years old.

The biological father originally wanted to take Lu Que over, but Grandpa Pei didn't trust him, fearing that Lu Que would be bullied and wronged in the past, so he insisted on taking Lu Que home.

Lu Que's surname was not originally Lu, but his mother's surname was changed after his parents divorced. The reason why he didn't change his surname after he moved into Pei's house is also very simple. He never stayed in the same household registration book with Pei Yun.

That is to say, this little uncle Pei Yun has not only no blood relationship with him, but also no legal relationship.

It's not the Pei family in the true sense, so naturally there is no need to change the surname.

However, in many cases, the delicate feelings between people are not controlled by a paper agreement, so even if it is like this, it does not affect Pei Yun in the slightest to be as cowardly as a plucked quail in front of his little uncle.

Of course, it is impossible for Pei Yun to tell others about these things.

He said to Du Jian: "I can have my mother's surname, and of course my little uncle can also have his mother's surname. In our old Pei's family, women have always had a high status."

"Not only is the status lofty, but the genes are also lofty."

Du Jian was extremely envious: "Professor Lu will not talk about it. I am not worthy of evaluation of such a talent from heaven. You are also very awesome, Pei Bao. Did you skip a grade when you were young?"

"This is not."

Pei Yun said: "I'm younger than you just because I went to school early, and I can't compare with my little uncle."

"Anyway, as far as I can remember, he was either skipping a grade, or on the way to skipping a grade. When I was just a little bitch squatting at home and only staring and croaking, he was already recommended to college."

When Pei Yun said this, he was inexplicably proud and honored.

Du Jian: "No wonder Professor Lu called you Xiaoyun when you fainted, and condescended to carry you to the infirmary by himself."

Pei Yun was taken aback: "He carried me?"

Du Jian: "Otherwise, what do you think, can you still roll around?"

...It turns out that the mount is not a big cat, but a professor.

Pei Yun blinked, and suddenly felt a pious feeling towards herself, wanting to take a bath immediately, burn incense and worship three times in front of the mirror.

He De He Neng.

Zeng Yichen thought of one thing: "Since Professor Lu is your little uncle, why did you fail in microbiology at the end of last semester?"

"Because a real wise man is never afraid of righteousness and killing relatives in front of the truth." Pei Yun was stunned again, curling his lips: "Why do you think I am afraid of him?"

Du Jian laughed twice, and brought back the topic of the outer space: "By the way, I said I have been forgetting something, Pei Bao, didn't you say that you have no appetite? Work up an appetite."

He ran to the cabinet and took out a box of packaging, and handed it to Pei Yun: "Here, this is it, Garlic Hawthorn!"

"Garlic hawthorn?"

Zeng Yichen frowned when he heard it: "What the hell."

Pei Yun lost his appetite when he heard the name.

He dubiously opened the package, and the pungent garlic smell penetrated his nostrils, Pei Yun's face changed, he stuffed the box into Zeng Yichen's hand, rushed into the bathroom and vomited.

"..."

"..."

Du Jian and Zeng Yichen looked at each other in bewilderment, and hurried to the bathroom door:

"Fuck! Pei Bao, are you okay?!"

"I know that your stuff is unreliable, so don't give it to Xiao Pei."

"Woo my fault, sorry."

Pei Yun supported the wall and waved his hands weakly: "I forgive you."

It's a pity that the only meal I ate properly in the past two days just vomited again.

Zeng Yichen immediately turned around to get his phone: "An Lan is coming back soon, I'll send him a message right away and ask him to bring you a bottle of dried sour radish from his hometown, that's an appetizer."

Only Du Jian was left holding on to the door frame of the bathroom, with a troubled expression on his face: "Pei Bao, although you can't be pregnant, you are really sleepy and prone to vomiting..."

He paused, then whispered: "Are you a fake pregnancy?