you have the ability to wear a skirt

Feng Min's attitude changed too fast, so fast that Jian Liang couldn't accept it.

He stared at the other party in a daze for a long time, then seemed to react suddenly, and hastily pulled his hand away from Feng Min's.

"Small idea..."

Jian Liang turned around and walked away, as if fleeing, ignoring everything behind her.

He didn't stop, and stopped the car directly to go to Yuzhou.

The driver looked back in surprise, and Jian Liangyi made the other party turn his head back with a single number.

One dares to speak, the other dares to go.

No matter how far the distance is, it is only a matter of money.

It was already past lunch time when I arrived at school, Jian Liang was so dizzy that she felt sick, and endured the tiredness to go back to the dormitory.

——It turned out that he didn't bring the key.

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered, Jian Liangyi took out her mobile phone and clicked on Fang Zilu's dialog box, the last sentence of the message was still stuck in the lie he told.

Too guilty to continue disturbing.

Bad things happened one after another, and the students in the surrounding dormitories seemed to take turns, and everyone wanted to come over and ask him what was wrong.

Jian Liangyi knew it was a good intention, but it would be annoying if there were too many.

He turned to the stairwell alone, shrunk himself to the bottom of the steps, and leaned against the wall.

Urgent and tired, he was a little sleepy.

There was light behind the corridor, and gusts of wind blew from behind his head.

Jane coolly put her hat on, folded her arms on her knees, and fell asleep.

He couldn't sleep well, too many things happened in just a few hours, and he couldn't react well, and he couldn't handle it well.

What did Feng Min mean by that.

If he couldn't see himself with others, would he have to die alone?

Why?

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Liang felt someone holding her wrist.

The picture in his mind was frozen at the conversation next to the car, Feng Min held his fingertips, and he couldn't understand what he said.

Jian Liangyi woke up suddenly, her heart almost jumped out of her throat at that moment.

He slammed his hand away and leaned back to avoid it.

But in front of him was Fang Zilu.

Jian Liangyi paused, and her heart fell back again.

He moved his lips, and the word "Fang" was still hanging between his lips, but he was blocked by Fang Zilu who bullied him.

Jian Liangyi's eyes widened, she only felt a pain on her lips, the other party let go of the wound, and then backed away again.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Fang Zilu's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were crooked, and he seemed to be smiling.

Jian Liangyi's lips were slightly cold, and she stared into his eyes without blinking.

Inexplicably, he felt that something was wrong, and he pursed his lips without answering.

"Why are you nesting here?" Fang Zilu's smile gradually faded, and he moved closer, "Aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

They were so close that they almost hid in Jane's cool hat together.

The light was tightly blocked, and the hot air in the breathing room mingled and locked in front of the two of them.

It's like being covered by something, and I can't see or understand the current situation clearly.

Jian Liangyi raised her hand and grabbed Fang Zilu's collar, pulled it up to her nose and smelled it.

It smells faintly of gasoline.

"Where have you been?" Jian Liangyi felt a little uncomfortable.

Fang Zilu curled his lips and smiled: "Guess."

His hair was messy, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

Jian Liangyi felt distressed when she saw it, and raised her hand to cover Fang Zilu's eyes.

"You went to Huai City."

He couldn't catch Fang Zilu's gaze.

Fang Zilu closed his eyes, the brief darkness made his eyes feel more comfortable.

"I did not go."

He tells the lie back, with vindictive playfulness.

Jian Liang realized the familiar reflection on the car window, and her heart felt as if someone had grabbed her hard.

Painful and sore.

"Fang Zilu..."

His voice trembled a little, along with his fingers.

The fingertips touched Fang Zilu's eyelids, once and again.

Fang Zilu was silent and felt Jian Liangyi's panic, which was a small tsunami caused by him.

"I went to the city."

In the end, Fang Zilu took Jian Liangyi's hands that were in front of his eyes, put his arms under his armpits, and hugged her tightly.

The heavy clothes were piled up on the chin, and Jian Liang pressed her eyes on the other's shoulders, and soon fainted a little dark.

It feels so good to be hugged.

No need to struggle to find a point of support, or fold your arms and bow your head.

He grabbed Fang Zilu's clothes and buried himself in Fang Zilu's arms.

"Are you hungry?" Fang Zilu pressed his face against Jian Liangyi's cold ears, "I bought you some fried chestnuts with sugar."

Jian Liang felt that Fang Zilu must have followed her to Huai City.

But the other party just didn't admit it, and peeled chestnuts for him by the bed like a normal person.

"Where do you go when you have a fever? What matters to your body?"

Fang Zilu's fingers were almost fine, and he stuffed each chestnut into Jian Liangyi's mouth after peeling it.

Jian Liangyi just took the medicine, and now she is lying in bed and wants to sleep.

But he hadn't eaten all day and was a little hungry.

I was too sleepy to eat, so I just lay down.

Whatever Fang Zilu stuffed into his mouth, he would take it and finish eating it, and then waited for the other party to continue feeding him.

like a pig.

"My dad is dead."

Jian Liang looked at the ceiling, and suddenly said this.

Fang Zilu paused, then continued to peel his chestnuts: "Then why did you return it?"

Jian Liangyi closed her eyes: "I don't want to see him."

His mind started to feel dizzy, and he was dangling back and forth as if he was still sitting in the car.

Another chestnut was handed to his lips, and Jian Liang opened her mouth to eat it, feeling that her lips were touched by her fingertips.

Jian Liang didn't mind this kind of touching, so she followed Fang Zilu.

A bag of chestnuts was peeled in half, Fang Zilu watched his fingertips all the way to the corner of his lips, and then couldn't help but leaned closer and kissed.

Jian Liangyi's skin was rarely warm due to the high fever, but the redder her face became, the paler her mouth became.

The eyes are closed, and the lower eyelids are covered with two wilting wing feathers, like a beautiful porcelain doll, as if the next second you clap your hands at him, he can open his eyes and smile at you again.

"Feng Min... said he..."

Jian Liangyi uttered a few words in a half-dream and half-awake state, Fang Zilu leaned his ear to listen, and heard some fragments of words.

"Am I... supposed to be happy?"

Fang Zilu touched his face with the back of his cool hand, and said without any emotion: "Are you happy?"

Jian Liangyi closed her eyes and did not respond for a long time.

The three-day holiday of New Year's Day passed quickly.

Jian Liangyi's illness procrastinated, and she didn't recover at all for a week.

Fang Zilu specially bought a thermos cup, and held it like a treasure all day long, and poured it into Jian Liangyi's mouth whenever he had the chance.

Jian Liangyi had been pinching her nose like this for a week, and she sneezed at the entrance of the cafeteria to blow her nose out.

Rounding up is fine.

And Feng Min seemed to have disappeared, since Jian Liangyi returned to Yuzhou, he never appeared again.

Also from that day on, Fang Zilu rarely mentioned Feng Min.

The two of them got along as if they had reached a weird zero point. Although it looked harmonious and peaceful on the surface, Jian Liangyi knew in her heart that it was not like this.

"Take the two most difficult professional courses in the morning?"

Fang Zilu, who got the timetable for the final exam, couldn't believe it: "Who arranged it? I suspect it's a deliberate revenge."

Jian Liangyi clicked on the class group file and frowned when she saw the crowded exam that had been completed in three days.

"It's terrible," Fang Zilu smashed the pot and threw it on the table, unable to get up, "I'll forget it if I hang up, and I will change my mind and start a new life next semester."

Jian Liang poked him with her elbow: "The exams are all basic questions, and you won't fail if you look at it a little bit."

Fang Zilu tilted his body, slumped on the table like a lump of mud and looked at him: "This student bully, take me with you?"

Jian Liangyi looked down at the book: "Even if I bring it, you have to read it yourself."

Fang Zilu became energetic in an instant, and dragged the bench to his side, and forced his head into his arms: "You take it first."

Jian Liang was so annoyed that she had no choice but to put down her pen and press her hairy head: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zilu put his face in Jian Liangyi's arms: "Nothing."

He has rarely been so tired recently, simply clinging to Jane coolness for no reason.

Normally, Jian Liang would have a high probability of letting him go, but today she was unexpectedly tolerant.

The prickly hair is not as soft as Jianliang's. Fang Zilu's hair near the back of his neck is shaved short, and the palms of his hands look like rows of small brushes, brushing his palms in a daze.

Jian Liangyi stroked Fang Zilu's head, her gaze still fixed on the book.

Fang Zilu made an inch of progress, and put his arms around Jian Liangyi's waist, and then the whole person followed him, and sat shamelessly on his lap, sticking to him like a dog's skin plaster.

"It's going to be a holiday." Fang Zilu's voice was muffled in Jian Liangyi's neck, it was hot and itchy.

Jian Liangyi was annoyed at the thought of Huaicheng, he frowned: "Yeah."

"Is there a year-end bonus for tool people?" Fang Zilu asked.

When Jian Liangyi heard this name, he felt a little uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and didn't want to read: "Huh?"

"What kind of reward?" Fang Zilu let go of the man, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, "a kiss."

Jian Liangyi closed her eyes, feeling the warmth on her forehead: "Where are you kissing?"

He thinks the forehead doesn't count.

Fang Zilu laughed, showing a row of neat teeth.

Jian Liangyi likes to see him smile very much, the puppy's eyes are crooked, it is joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Come here." Fang Zilu stood up, hugged Jian Liangyi's waist, carried him to the table and sat down.

Jane Liang rested her hand on the edge of the table, and touched a fountain pen that hadn't been screwed on the cap yet.

He was worried about crumpling the book, and when he was about to get down, Fang Zilu was blocked tightly.

Fang Zilu pressed his hand, fingers folded together, pressing against the edge of the desk.

The blackout curtains are half drawn and it's cloudy today with little sunshine.

Fang Zilu touched Jian Liangyi's forehead and bumped it lightly, it didn't hurt much.

"Can you not bite this time?" Fang Zilu rubbed his forehead, as if he was acting like a baby seriously.

Jian Liangyi was a little speechless: "You are the one who bites every time."

"Then I won't bite this time," Fang Zilu tilted his head away from the tip of his nose, and lightly touched his lips, "Is that okay?"

Breathing warm, Jian Liang subconsciously leaned back.

But soon, he approached unconsciously and touched the familiar softness again.

One time is not enough, I want to continue.

Fang Zilu's lips curled up into a faint smile. They were patient, tested each other, and kissed an extremely gentle kiss.

Jian Liangyi quietly opened her eyes, and saw Fang Zilu's trembling eyelashes, and the way he was close at hand, kissing him earnestly.

The heartbeat increased, as if the surrounding temperature had risen a lot.

Those touches before were more similar to venting emotions, and there were too many other things mixed in with the kiss.

Want punishment, want proof, want recognition.

But this time is different.

Although her lips were still puckered, the moment she opened her lips and teeth was like prying open Jian Liangyi's long-closed clam shell.

Likes that cannot be ignored have piled up unconsciously.

Jian Liangyi's fingers curled up, and Fang Zilu held them into his palm.

He closed his eyes again and indulged in this tender kiss.

At that moment, he admitted.

No one would dislike Fang Zilu.

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The author has something to say:

Jian Liangyi's character is really not good, so he has never had many friends.This kind of person either particularly rejects Fang Zilu, or is particularly receptive.

Jian Liangyi belongs to the latter, because deep down in his heart he still wants to have friends, and Fang Zilu is simply his ideal type, not to mention that this person likes him so much.