How to make your boyfriend cry with one word

I don't know what Tan Yi said, but He Jing learned from the head teacher that Jia Chong was completely dismissed, and also received an instruction to move to 404 and sleep with Tan Yi.

I don’t know if this is good news or bad news. If you move to 404, you can stay away from the bed in 307 and the horrible memories, and you can stay at the air-conditioned desk in winter and autumn to read books.

But this also means that he will live in the same dormitory with Gong, the protagonist in the bloody novel, and they will meet each other in the dormitory every day after meeting in the classroom.

He Jing's right hand hidden under the test paper curled up slightly. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something——

He is in the book.

This issue was ignored some time ago.

Then He Jing thought of who Tan Yi was and who he was.

The countless grievances and grievances between them in the first year of high school, the morning, noon and night he sent Tan Yi every day, and the hundred diaries hidden in the trumpet...

No, He Jing's right hand shrank even tighter.

He is not He Jing, not the original body, those stupid things have nothing to do with him.

Until now, after experiencing all kinds of twists and turns, what can still support me to continue to stand up in this place is to study.

That's no big deal.

So what if they live in the same room with Tan Yi, in the end they will only have one ending:

He rewrote the fate of cannon fodder He Jing and became the champion of the college entrance examination.

Tan Yi and the protagonist have lived their lives.

After straightening the direction, He Jing recalled the nobility and arrogance he had when he first entered the book. After watching Tan Yi busy up and down to help him move the sundries to 404, he just said "thank you" formally with aloofness.

Then sit in the new room and study.

Tan Yi turned his back to the window, the hot air from the air conditioner and the cold outside were blowing at his back at the same time, but he frowned and stared at the new roommate who isolated everything. Another very different state.

Maybe Cai Jingzhong is right, He Jing has no feelings?

But just yesterday, he still used his arms to scold his clothes as ugly and childish...

It was all a dream?

After Tan Yi pulled his sister with a bitter face and said this, Tan Xiaofan was stunned.

She slapped her brother hard on the back, speechless and irritable: "Don't you think it's you who's wrong?"

Tan Yi snatched the little cake from his sister, and asked vaguely one bite at a time, "What's wrong with me, how righteous am I!"

"It's not that you're unjust, it's abnormal." Tan Xiaofan said solemnly: "Brother, don't forget how much you avoided He Jing before. But look now, he took the initiative to talk to me and complained about how he treated you. Too indifferent...how about asking our mother?"

"Why do you ask our mother?"

"Our mother is an emotional expert! Isn't this an obvious emotional problem? Don't cover it up!"

To cover up what to cover up, does this have anything to do with emotions...

Tan Yi gave up thinking about it, and now he is more worried about what He Jing said last night.

"National Day is a full seven days. Since the school does not make up classes, there is plenty of time. You can dictate two articles a day, and give me fourteen next Wednesday."

"It's all right." How easy it was for He Jing to say it, and how painful it was for Tan Yi right now.

National Day, holidays, he needs to listen!Plus!

Maybe you can send a message to He Jing to discuss it, and beg him not to be a devil teacher.

Tan Yi took out his mobile phone and turned to the chat box named "Shijing", which he casually wrote to He Jing a long, long time ago.

The two had never chatted this semester, and ended with He Jing's sticky greetings.

Swiping up and down to read the news, Tan Yi became more and more disturbed.

Look at this person, he used to care a lot about himself, he even sent a bunch of blessings on the Arbor Day and Double Ninth Festival, his tone of sincerity and sincerity doesn't look like it was copied from the Internet.

Tan Yi's fingertips were moving, and all the recent events were printed in his mind, and He Jing's outline became clearer and clearer.

He seemed to really like himself before, but now...

Tan Yi thought more and more deeply, and the peach blossom eyes that were always shining on weekdays became a little dim at this moment.

Inexplicably, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if something was missing.

Would it be awkward to send a message to He Jing now?

After all, he has never paid attention to others, and they have not come to greet them in the past few months.

After closing the chat box, Tan Yi walked down the stairs slowly. When he smelled the smell of stewed pork ribs filling the living room, he managed to regain his energy.

When he came to the kitchen, Tan Yi poked half his head in, "Aunt Wang...Mom? Where is Aunt Wang, why are you in charge of the cooking?"

Tan's mother didn't answer, "Isn't it National Day? I'll give Aunt Wang a few days off. You have at least six days to eat your mother's homemade dishes. Are you happy?"

How can you not be happy, and it smells really good.

Tan Yi rolled up his sleeves to help his mother, and boasted: "Our mother made it by herself, of course she is happy, and the taste is definitely delicious."

Tan Ma heated up the pot and couldn't help slandering: "Can you stop being so absent-minded when you flatter me? That tone of voice is not good. Why, what happened?"

"No, I'm fine. What can happen to your son."

"My own son, I still don't know." Tan's mother glanced at him, "You two brothers and sisters don't have an expression that can hide it from me."

"Mom is mighty!" Tan Yixu yelled, and then said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, just a little thing with my classmates, I can solve it myself."

"Small things?" Tan Ma is not someone who likes to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. Seeing that Tan Yi didn't intend to talk about it, she didn't ask again.

But in the end I was still uneasy, thinking of casually mentioning, "At your age, the most common problems are making friends and taking exams. It is impossible for my son to fail the exams. As for making friends..."

Tan Ma paused, and looked at Tan Yi with a smile, "Whether it's a female classmate or a male classmate, use your charisma and test scores to conquer him!"

Tan Yi was taken aback by the sudden encouragement, and after a while he smiled and said, "Mom, do you finally admit that I have charisma?"

"It makes sense!" Tan's mother was serious for a second, "You really don't have that stuff. It's better to rely on study, son, use study to make friends, that's all you can do."

Is it my mother?

Tan Yi didn't expect his mother to give any constructive advice, after all, he didn't tell his mother what was going on.

Besides, this can only be regarded as his unilateral entanglement.

Nothing counts.

After dinner, it was time for my parents to take a walk. I originally wanted to take Tan Yi and his siblings together, but Tan Yi went upstairs to finish today's listening homework on the grounds that he was full and tired.

Then when I listened to it for the second time, I slowed down.

How on earth do you always keep fresh on something you are not interested in and try your best to perfect it?

Tan Yi wanted to ask He Jing this question very much, because in his impression, He Jing was doing his best in everything.

Turning on the phone again, Tan Yi thought of what his mother said just now, maybe there is some truth to it, he needs to learn to conquer He Jing!

Do whatever you want, Tan Yi is typing—here?I will do the previous math problems.

Turning off the screen, Tan Yi thought that it seemed unlikely that He Jing would reply to his message, because that person had changed so much that he no longer loved him.

However, in just a few seconds, the screen lights up, showing that there are unread messages on WeChat.

Tan Yi suppressed his excitement, but couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Maybe He Jing has been pretending to be playing hard to get?He still loves him!

Pretending to be calm and opening WeChat, Tan Yi's face was not very good.

Things fine: I am 150 in math this time, how about you?

The implication is, do I need your teaching?Are you good enough?

So what is love?All love is gone!

He Jing doesn't love him anymore!

Tan Yi threw her head back on the bed and sighed, "Mom, you let me use my grades to make friends, but you didn't tell me that the other party has better grades than me, what should I do!"

After sighing, I was shocked again, this is... what's wrong?

It's not reasonable!Why did you combine the words "love" and "He Jing"?

Love what love, love a fart!

He Jing turned off the phone and secretly rolled his eyes. When did he ask Tan Yi for math problems?It was all the fault of the original body, he didn't need it at all.

The He family is now empty, even more empty than the school dormitory during the holidays. If the school didn't require students to go home on National Day, He Jing wouldn't even want to set foot here.

Fortunately, He Shangji was not around, so he reluctantly ate the dinner prepared by Aunt Liu, and then he could study immersively by himself.

But the better the dream, the crueler the reality. Before I finished memorizing a page, the door to the outside world was knocked.

Hearing the force of finding fault, one knew without even thinking that it was his stepdad who had returned.

I can't remember how many times this is, the father and son confront each other at the door, looking at each other with disgust.

This time was special, He Shangji didn't drink.

With a tone that sounded uncomfortable, He Shangji squinted at He Jing: "How is the development with Tan Yi?"

He Jing was not as tall as him, but he didn't want to look at him, so he just stared at a place and said indifferently: "It's not that good."

"Watch me talking!" He Shangji obviously became angry, "You can do whatever I tell you to do, Tan Yi and his sister, you must take one!"

"You are sick!" He Jing said unceremoniously: "If you want to get promoted and get rich, rely on your own ability, what's the matter with using me?!"

"Do you think I still support you because of affection?" He Shangji sneered, "It's just that your appearance is still useful. Don't know what is good or bad, because you have inherited your mother's foxy appearance."

"Don't mention my mother, you don't deserve it at all!" Kong Ling cried as many times in this house as He Shangji got drunk.

He Jing took half a step forward and said fearlessly: "The only thing I am thankful for my mother is that she has never loved a scum like you."

"Snapped……"

He Shangji's eyes widened angrily, and after beating He Jing he shouted, "Shut up for me!"

The slap was heavy and the mark was obvious. He Shangji laughed and said, "Just like your mother, if you touch it casually, you will die! Tsk, such a delicate body should be put to good use. The man again What, you people now, two men are entangled everywhere. Oh... This has provided me with an idea, He Jing, "

He Shangji pulled his shoulders, looked at the palm prints protruding from his face, and said in a sinister tone: "Learn from your mother, make good use of your body, maybe the young master of the Tan family likes you like you... ..."

"Get out of your mother!" He Jing pushed forward suddenly, and He Shangji staggered and couldn't stand still.

After standing still, he pointed at He Jing and yelled angrily: "Things with no respect! Get out of this house immediately!"

The nth time he packed up his things neatly and got out of He's house, He Jing angrily wiped away the blood that oozed from the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

What is "respecting the elders"?

The author has something to say: Love never goes away.