My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Just after writing the words "Review", Ning Nanjia suddenly said with emotion,

"Jiang Beiyu, now I wonder if you raised your right hand to block the fist on purpose, because you hit the idea that you don't need to do your homework when your hands are useless."

"No," Jiang Beiyu looked at him sincerely, "I wouldn't write if I wasn't hurt."

If someone else said this, Ning Nanjia might think it was too crazy, but when it came to Jiang Beiyu, he really believed that he didn't write because he couldn't write.

"Didn't you do your homework before?"

"You can ask someone else to write it for you, and the teacher won't care."

Ning Nanjia is really convinced, "But you are in No. [-] Middle School, so you have to write. Let's put it this way, even if you have passed more than a year in the second year of high school, you can't find the gunner in the college entrance examination."

Opening his mouth slightly, Jiang Beiyu looked at Ning Nanjia's softly outlined side face under the lamp, and asked involuntarily following his words, "Then what should I do?"

"What else can I do, let's study. Or if you think your family has enough money, it's not impossible to go back and inherit the family business. It's up to you to choose."

Although Ning Nanjia's family has a little money, it is the capital left by their ancestors. Song Zhiwei and Ning Fuyuan are old and don't have much work. They spend all the money their parents saved in their early years.

It's just that deposits are limited after all. If the children and grandchildren are all thinking of eating their laurels, they will be sitting on nothing in the future. Therefore, Ning Nanjia is not at all ambiguous about the matter of studying and going to college. .

Jiang Beiyu was silent for a moment, although he still didn't know what he was going to do in the future, but he was very sure of one thing, "I won't go back, I want to follow you."

Automatically interpreting his words as the meaning of learning from him, Ning Nanjia boasted,

"This is the positive young man of the new era. As the saying goes, riches can't last for three generations. You have the awareness to see the good and think like others, which means there is still salvation. I will buy a copybook for you to practice calligraphy. Your ghostly hand drawn characters can be used Follow the ghost hunter to catch ghosts."

Realizing that Ning Nanjia misunderstood his meaning, Jiang Beiyu was not in a hurry to clarify, and asked him following his words, "Then I need to draw a picture to help you catch the female ghost in the lotus pond?"

Hearing Jiang Beiyu making fun of himself with the perfunctory words he said yesterday, Ning Nanjia couldn't help but tickle his lips slightly, and replied to him while writing,

"You go by yourself. If you really catch it, remember to bring it here to show me what she looks like. Well, it's best to show it to Tongtong. She is most afraid of this thing."

The source of the saying that there is a female ghost in the lotus pond is because when Ning Weitong was naughty and always ran to play in the water, Song Zhiwei couldn't watch her, and almost drowned once, so Ning Nanjia later found a ghost movie for her to watch. , and told her that there was an identical female ghost in the lotus pond, and since then she has stopped.

Hearing that Ning Nanjia mentioned Ning Weitong, Jiang Beiyu suddenly thought of what he had just discovered that made him feel unhappy, raised his eyelashes slightly, and asked, "Brother Nanjia, is it because you are so nice to me? Do you think I look like your sister?"

The tip of the pen paused for a moment, and Ning Nanjia distractedly replied, "It's not all. If your hair is dry, go to bed first. Aunt Yu has already cleaned up the guest room. It's next door. Can you go there by yourself?"

Jiang Beiyu's left knee injury is not serious, and the guest room is next door, just two steps away. Now Ning Nanjia just wants to finish writing the review quickly and then go to bed. After all, he is using his hands and brains today. A little bit.

His words fell for a long time, and Jiang Beiyu, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't move a bit.

Ning Nanjia turned his head and looked over strangely, when he saw Jiang Beiyu sitting on the sofa with lowered eyes, asking him with a look of fear and embarrassment,

"Brother Nanjia, can I sleep with you, I dare not sleep alone, I'm afraid of the dark."

Afraid of the dark and thunder, Ning Nanjia was really at a loss. He sighed slightly, and said, "Then you lie down first, and I'll bring the quilt over later."

Jiang Beiyu let out a "hmm", obediently supported the wall and walked to the bed by himself, then lay down and stretched his limbs, obediently turned his head to the side to look at Ning Nanjia.

After finishing the review, it was almost ten o'clock. After Ning Nanjia went to the next room to pick up the quilt, she went to the bathroom, washed her face, and went to bed with the lights off.

It rained suddenly at night, and the rustling sound of the rain knocked on the wooden window lightly, mixed with a few muffled thunder.

Ning Nanjia was sleeping soundly, when he suddenly felt something lifted his quilt and slipped in. As soon as he regained consciousness, a pair of cold and soft hands hugged his neck.

Jiang Beiyu almost put half of his body on him, and kept arching his head into his arms, like a small animal eager to seek protection.

In the silent night, the sound of breathing was exceptionally clear. Sensing Jiang Beiyu's fearful emotions, Ning Nanjia had no choice but to let him hold her, softened her voice and said vaguely, "It's just thunder, it's okay."

Because he is not used to being so close to people, Ning Nanjia turned sideways slightly, trying to push Jiang Beiyu away from him, but as long as he moved an inch, Jiang Beiyu would follow him an inch closer. In the end, he had no way to retreat, and his whole body was crushed. Jiang Beiyu pressed tightly.

The material of Xia Tian's clothes was light and thin, and Jiang Beiyu's hands were wrapped around his shoulders through a thin layer of material, and the cold temperature of his arms and body soaked into him.

Ning Nanjia had the illusion of being hugged by a big block of ice, and his consciousness was frozen awake. In the dark night, he couldn't see Jiang Beiyu's face and outline clearly, but he could feel the cold temperature and fear on his body. trembling.

Fear is a very difficult emotion to empathize with, especially for someone like Ning Nanjia who has been fearless since he was a child. He can't even understand why some people are afraid of thunder.

It's just that it's one thing not to understand, and another thing to help. Although he was a little hesitant, he finally pulled Jiang Beiyu's quilt over the two of them, and hugged Jiang Beiyu's back through the quilt. He lowered his voice and said:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, the thunder is outside, you can't get in, it's okay..."

At the end, Ning Nanjia couldn't remember exactly what he said, and after yawning, he hugged Jiang Beiyu and went to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Ning Nanjia felt as if a big stone had been pressed against his heart, and he was stuffy and out of breath. He slowly opened his eyes, and Jiang Beiyu's pale and delicate face first appeared in his sight, and then Below is the sleeping position of the two with their limbs intertwined.

Jiang Beiyu's hands were still around his neck, and a part of his arm was wrapped around the back of his neck and rested on his shoulders, in an intimate and inexplicable way.

Ning Nanjia did not lose his memory, and he also remembered that Jiang Beiyu was afraid of thunder so he hugged him to sleep last night. After lying slightly on his back and giving himself three seconds to wake up, he raised his arms and wanted to get up.

When he moved, Jiang Beiyu, who was lying in his arms, also woke up, not only did not let go, but hugged him even tighter, then rubbed his head on his neck, and said softly: "I still want to sleep .”

"I didn't give you sleep. Zhang Madgou approved you for three days off. You can sleep from day to night without any problem." Stretching out his hand to hold Jiang Beiyu's wrist, Ning Nanjia tried to reason with him, "But I have to go to school, Ah Yu, let go of me."

The arms around him loosened slightly, and Ning Nanjia half sat up with his arms around Jiang Beiyu through the quilt. Just as he was about to hug him off him, he suddenly felt something very hot on his thighs. At the same time, Jiang Beiyu's hands gradually went down to wrap his arms around his waist.

If it was another man who not only hugged and hugged him early in the morning, but also put his big brother against him, Ning Nanjia would probably have sent him to the intensive care unit immediately, but if it was Jiang Beiyu, he would really be in trouble. Do not go to this hand.

Taking a deep breath, he pinched the back of Jiang Beiyu's neck and shook it twice, "Jiang Beiyu, don't push me, I'm going to be late for school later."

As if he understood what he said, Jiang Beiyu closed his eyes and dragged the quilt off him, wrapped himself in a silkworm chrysalis position, and continued to sleep with the back of his head facing him.

Taking the remote control at the side to slightly increase the temperature of the air conditioner, Ning Nanjia washed up and changed into her school uniform before going out to school.

After handing over the [-]-word self-criticism written for Jiang Beiyu to Zhang Madgou, Ning Nanjia returned to the classroom. The second period was Chinese class. Note, such an abnormal behavior caused the Chinese teacher to look at him frequently.

After the get out of class bell rang, Zou Zikang, who was sitting at the back, stood up and poked his head over.

"Brother Jia, what are you doing?"

Seeing clearly what was written on Ning Nanjia's hand, he suddenly became excited,

"Brother Jia, it turns out that you are so kind to me, knowing that the exam is coming soon, you even wrote me an outline of notes, really, I don't care about the punch you gave me yesterday, I love you so much, Brother Jia. "

He expressed his gratitude with excitement, but Ning Nanjia replied without even raising his eyelids, "It's not for you."

"It's not for me?" Frowning for a while after thinking, Zou Zikang suddenly raised his arm and pushed Ning Nanjia's back, smiling lewdly and ambiguously, "Brother Jia, you are being naughty, write notes to pick up girls, what are you doing?" It's a real trick."

Ning Nanjia didn't bother to talk to him, "It's for Jiang Beiyu."

"What!" Zou Zikang suddenly screamed, raising his voice an octave, "You want to soak Jiang Beiyu!"

Ning Nanjia: ".......You can shout louder. Give you a loudspeaker and go to the corridor to shout, do you want to?"

After realizing his gaffe, Zou Zikang immediately lowered his volume, leaned over the corner of the table and asked him with a sullen face,

"When will you be okay with this, brother Jia, I don't have a problem with your sexual orientation, but Jiang Beiyu is really not good at it, he is not a good person, you will be played to death by him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mouse immediately came over and asked gossipingly, "Kang Zi, who did Brother Jia play to death?"

Ning Nanjia finally understood how those bizarre rumors that did not match the facts came out. Nothing else is needed, as long as there is Zou Zikang who takes brain supplements as facts and a mouse with deaf ears, they can definitely distort the truth more than twists Also ferocious.

[The author has something to say]: There will be another chapter later today, and now I have to go out to buy something, thank you for your support