Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

To be honest, when such a good thing happened just after opening his eyes, Fu Liang was really moved.

He just sat up on the bed, and felt a dull pain in the injured place. After thinking about it, it would be better not to try his best given his current physical condition. Who knows what kind of medicine is sold in Jiang Xun's gourd.

Last night, he confessed to the weird act of killing people tonight, with Jiang Xun's brain, it is really possible to do it.

Jiang Xun: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

Even through the white gauze curtain, Fu Liang could see the pain and anxiety on his face, and replied indifferently: "It doesn't hurt, it's just a small injury..."

Jiang Xun was a little relieved: "I just asked the head of the office to pack eight-treasure porridge for you after eating in the cafeteria. Do you want to hit me after the meal or before the meal?"

Fu Liang got out of bed wearing a white T-shirt and pajamas, turned his head to him and said: "Save it for now, and I will beat you when I have enough strength."

Jiang Xun's eyes lit up: "Really? That's great."

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Liang was about to go out to wash up, and his contemptuous gaze swept across his face.

But Jiang Xun laughed briskly behind him and said, "If you are willing to hit me, it means that you are also willing to forgive me."

Fu Liang held the doorknob and just opened the door a little, he frowned slightly, and bit his lower lip helplessly: "Don't you realize that your logic is very problematic?"

Jiang Xun stared at his back, smiling confidently: "No, you are soft-hearted, and you will definitely forgive me after hitting me."

Fu Liang ignored him, and what he responded was a boring "bang" sound of closing the door.

Zhou Tong and Chen Yin made an appointment to go shopping after breakfast, Chen Yin helped Fu Liang and Jiang Xun bring back the packed breakfast in the cafeteria, Zhou Tong was waiting for him downstairs.

He rushed into the dormitory in a hurry, frightened Liu Ran who was about to go out to the library, covered his heart and said dissatisfiedly: "Squad leader, you scared me to death, falling in love is almost like a zombie coming out of the cage."

"You do not understand."

Chen Yin was too lazy to beep with him, so he hurried into Fu Liang and Jiang Xun's room again, and put their breakfast on Jiang Xun's desk nearby: "I'll take away your breakfast first."

"Hey—squad leader..." Jiang Xun called to stop him in time, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Zhou Tong is waiting for me downstairs." Chen Yin left such a sentence and ran away.

"Well, it's true that Chen Yin and Zhou Tong are in love with each other."

Jiang Xun thoughtfully took a bite of the steamed bun, then took a sip of soy milk, and when Fu Liang washed up and came back to eat, he sat sideways at the desk again and asked him, "Brother Liang, Chen Yin and Zhou Tong are pretty good. Good match, what do you think?"

"Hmm..." Fu Liang nodded and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xun smiled, casually perfunctory and sickened him: "It's nothing, I just think we are more worthy than them."

"Go away."

Fu Liang told him to concentrate on eating, scooping porridge with his right hand, swiping the phone screen with his left hand, entering WeChat in a boring place, and scrolling through Moments.

In order to observe his expression, Jiang Xun got up and walked to him with a steamed bun, leaning his hips against the edge of the table, blocking the bright sky: "Brother Liang, do you have any jealousy towards Zhou Tong?"

When he was asking questions, his gaze fell directly on Fu Liang's mobile phone screen. Fu Liang's mobile phone screen did not have an anti-peeping film, so he could easily see his WeChat profile picture, which was both familiar and friendly.

A ray of warmth rose in Jiang Xun's heart, and the corners of his lips curled up ambiguously.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and began to flick it boredly: Shall I let him know that I am his ex?Forget it, it will definitely be blocked again.

"Why should I be jealous of Zhou Tong?" Fu Liang looked up at him, "You don't think I like the monitor, do you?"

When he asked this question back, he couldn't help but have a mocking tone in his voice.

Jiang Xun looked at him innocently, keenly aware of Fu Liang's disdain in his eyes.

Jiang Xun: "The squad leader is tall, handsome and rich. It's normal for you to be jealous of Zhou Tong."

"You are really crazy." Fu Liang shook his head coldly, continued to play with his mobile phone to eat, and said to him by the way, "Can you go away a little bit, you are blocking my light."

Jiang Xun let out an "oh", then obediently walked away, returned to his desk and sat down.

After repeated confirmation, Chen Yin should not be Fu Liang's sweetheart either, so he has a headache, who is Fu Liang's sweetheart?

Jiang Xun rested his left elbow on the table, his fingers slightly bent against his temples. He felt very worried now, even if he wanted to kill someone.

It's easy to be melancholy about such a mess of feelings.

Fu Liang had just finished eating porridge and throwing away the trash. He packed up a few books and was about to go to the library. At this moment, the screen of his mobile phone lit up, and it was Quaner who sent him a message.

Quan'er: "Did yesterday's basketball game go well?"

Fu Liang stopped what he was doing, picked up his phone and replied first: "It's okay, I won."

Quan'er: "That's good."

Fu Liang: "What's the matter with you? I'm going to the library right away, not going to play games."

Quan'er: "It's okay, I just want to ask a very stupid question."

Fu Liang didn't really want to entangle him with stupid questions, but felt that Quan'er was a little pitiful, so he replied softly, "What's the question?"

While texting him with one hand, he took two books and packed them into a leather satchel, then zipped them up and carried them on one shoulder.

Quaner: "I still have illusory expectations about our relationship. Can you tell me which type you like? I can learn from him."

When Fu Liang received the news, he just walked to the door and closed the door. He frowned, and made up a nonsense, "Gao Fu Shuai."

Quan'er: "Then I am in line, what do you want? Shall I buy it for you?"

Fu Liang hastily denied: "It's wrong, I don't like tall, rich and handsome, I like distinctive ones, I can't tell you the specifics, but neither ugly nor short."

"My god, Fu Liang, have you seen the news on the campus forum?"

Wu Yijia jumped up from the sofa, happened to see Fu Liang walking by and called to him.

"Ah?" Fu Liang put the phone in his pocket and asked blankly, "What news?"

Wu Yijia handed the phone to him: "Look, isn't this the number 11 of the material team that played against you yesterday?"

Fu Liang frowned, of course he knew him, the person in the photo who was lying on a stretcher taking oxygen was the one who bumped into him on the field yesterday, and he was planning to make the other party pay for the medical expenses.

I didn't expect this person to be like this now.

Wu Yijia told him: "It is speculated in the forum that he was troubled in the equipment room because he lost yesterday. I haven't heard that he is mentally ill. It's strange."

Fu Liang looked through the campus news solemnly. It said that he disappeared not long after the basketball game on the 11th, and he didn't return to the dormitory last night. The people in the dormitory thought he was cheating or renting a room, so they didn't pay attention...

Until this morning, he was found unconscious in the equipment room, with a small red line on his right wrist, bleeding a lot, and holding a blade in his left hand.

He was sober for a moment when he was discovered, and only said the word "ghost".