My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Returning to school again, Jiang Beiyu was still a little unaccustomed to it. As soon as he sat down, he saw Ning Nanjia move all the textbooks on the table back to the empty seat next to him, and finally sat back.

Because there was a lot of homework left behind, Ning Nanjia didn't give him too much time to be happy. He patted his head and urged him to write the questions, "Listen carefully in class later, and ask me if you don't understand anything."

Jiang Beiyu looked at him with his chin propped up, a slight smile appeared in his dark eyes, and just as he was about to say "Got it", Ning Nanjia pushed his head to make him turn back,

"Don't keep staring at me. I don't have a problem with my face. If you don't write correctly, you can stay here and write at night. I will go back to the dormitory to sleep."

Hearing that Ning Nanjia was so ruthless and selfless, Jiang Beiyu wrinkled his nose, said "Oh" honestly, and lowered his head to write the question.

When Zou Zikang came to the classroom, he immediately saw Jiang Beiyu who was sitting in front of him writing the questions. He said harsh words to Ning Nanjia that day, and Pei Xin woke up not long after returning to the ward.

Knowing that it wasn't Jiang Beiyu who pushed Pei Xin down, Zou Zikang felt sorry, but he couldn't find a chance to say sorry to him. Maybe it was because of guilt. When he saw Jiang Beiyu drew the wrong auxiliary line and wanted to find an eraser, He couldn't help throwing the eraser on his desk over.

Looking at the eraser that fell from the sky, Jiang Beiyu was silent for a second, and then looked back along the arc of the throw.

Seeing him looking over, Zou Zikang dodged his eyes a little, then took out his homework from his schoolbag, and said unnaturally: "Look at what I am doing, I have an extra eraser, take it if you want."

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, picked up the eraser and threw it back, then lowered his head to look for the eraser in Ning Nanjia's drawer. Seeing this, Zou Zikang scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Calmly watching the interaction between the two, while Zou Zikang went out to fetch water, Ning Nanjia reached out and squeezed Jiang Beiyu's ear, "Are you still angry with Kang Zi?"

With his ears pinched, Jiang Beiyu turned his head and glanced at him, neither admitting nor denying, "He didn't like me at first, but now he's fine, and he'll fight in the future, bitch chirping, I don't like that at all." I don't like talking to him."

It seemed that it was rare to see Jiang Beiyu expressing his inner feelings so bluntly. Ning Nanjia asked him curiously, "Then what were you thinking about when you got along with him before?"

The tip of the pen paused slightly, and Jiang Beiyu said yes to him first, "I told you not to be angry."

"Ah."

"I didn't think about anything else," Jiang Beiyu put down his pen and quietly pulled Laning Nanjia's hand under the desk, rubbing his palm slowly with his fingertips, and tapped his forehead twice.

"I just want to say that for you, just bear with that idiot."

Ning Nanjia didn't expect him to say anything good at first, but after hearing it, he deliberately put on a straight face, pulled his hand out of his palm, and then tapped his forehead with his fingers to set him up.

"In the future, you can't have these thoughts, just say what you have, tell me if you don't like it, and be an honest person."

Jiang Beiyu was not unhappy when he was beaten, he stretched out his hand under the table to grab his hand again, and after catching nothing, he obediently responded: "Got it."

The morning class was all about the review papers. Ning Nanjia watched Jiang Beiyu make two papers and evaluated his current study situation. He had just sketched out the outline and topics for him to memorize this afternoon. The probe came over and said,

"Brother Jia, let's have lunch together, Pei Xin, I want to invite you and Jiang Beiyu to have a meal together."

Ning Nanjia didn't speak, and looked up at Jiang Beiyu, who received his gaze, fell silent for a moment, and then replied, "Okay."

The place to eat was set at a Sichuan restaurant at the back door. Jiang Beiyu didn't like spicy food very much, so Ning Nanjia ordered some non-spicy dishes for him. After the dishes were all served, Pei Xin said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Jiang Beiyu can't eat spicy food."

Raising his hand to pour Jiang Beiyu a glass of warm water, Ning Nanjia took the time to answer, "It's okay."

Pei Xin picked up a piece of meat, watching the interaction between the two, hesitant to speak, Ning Nanjia didn't pay attention while peeling the shrimp, but Jiang Beiyu saw that she seemed to have something to say, so he stopped his chopsticks and asked, "Are you Don't you have something to say?"

Meeting Jiang Beiyu's gaze, Pei Xin was stunned for a moment, then bit her chopsticks and said "um", "I, I just want to say sorry to you, I caused you a lot of trouble before, especially Ning Nanjia,"

After all, she turned her eyes to Ning Nanjia who was concentrating on eating, with complicated emotions in her eyes, which seemed to be a little bit guilty, but also a little bit tentative.

"Before I thought you liked me too, so I did a lot of things, but what you like is someone else, and I must have made you feel very distressed."

Ning Nanjia is a standard straight male thinking. He didn't understand what she was trying to express. Hearing that she was blindly taking all the responsibility on himself, he interrupted her.

"Actually, nothing unpleasant happened. Anyway, just solve the misunderstanding, and you don't have to keep it in mind."

Pei Xin nodded, turned her eyes slightly on Ning Nanjia and Jiang Beiyu twice, and then asked cautiously, "There is a question that I can't figure out. Actually, what is the relationship between you two?"

Ning Nanjia was about to go back to her, when Jiang Beiyu accidentally dropped the chopsticks on the side, and they couldn't be used if they were dirty. He picked them up and put them aside, then got up and went to the waiter to get a pair of new ones.

Seeing Ning Nanjia leave, Pei Xin couldn't help showing a little disappointment on her face. Just as she looked away, she saw Jiang Beiyu looking at her indifferently,

"Take what's in your pocket."

It seemed that she didn't expect to be discovered by Jiang Beiyu. Pei Xin was taken aback, and just about to deny it, she accidentally knocked over the teacup in her hand because of her agitation.

The hot tea flowed out. Seeing this, Zou Zikang quickly took out two pieces of paper to dry her, and at the same time said angrily to Jiang Beiyu:

"Jiang Beiyu, why are you crazy?"

"Am I crazy or is someone guilty?"

The narrow and bright black eyes were slightly stained with a bit of cold emotion, Jiang Beiyu twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, "You might as well see what's in her pocket, and then think about what stupid thing you have done."

With a bit of anger in his eyes, Zou Zikang was about to ask Pei Xin what happened, when he lowered his head, he saw her slightly guilty expression, like a thief who was about to steal something and was suddenly caught on the spot, with a terrified expression rather disturbed.

A bad premonition suddenly crept into his heart, and Zou Zikang reached out for something in Pei Xin's pocket suspiciously. It was nothing special, it was just a mobile phone, but strangely, the screen of the mobile phone stopped at the recording interface.

Thinking of the question Pei Xin just asked, Zou Zikang's eyes widened, and he looked at her in disbelief, "Why did you record Brother Jia's voice? Pei Xin, what exactly do you want to do?"

His face turned pale suddenly, Pei Xin lowered his head, his voice was slightly tinged with tears, "I, I just, I just want an answer..."

She was just dazed for a moment, wanting to make sure that Ning Nanjia was really with Jiang Beiyu, but she didn't know what she wanted after recording it.

Zou Zikang was a little disappointed and a little jealous, but he still felt heartbroken. After he personally deleted the recording on Pei Xin's phone, he said harsh words to her for the first time.

"Pei Xin, you really went too far this time, so you lied to me when you said let go of it and accept it. How could you do this?"

Pei Xin's eyelashes fluttered, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she explained to him anxiously: "No, it's not..."

Jiang Beiyu didn't bother to care about their affairs, and was about to get up and leave when Zou Zikang stopped him, with pain and anger intertwined on his face, he finally begged in a low voice,

"Jiang Beiyu, can you not tell brother Jia?"

According to Ning Nanjia's personality, even if he didn't beat Pei Xin up, he would definitely have to get angry. He didn't want the two of them to have such a stiff fight.

The dark pupils moved slightly, and Jiang Beiyu's gaze paused for a moment on Zou Zikang's pleading face, and then left without saying a word.

Ning Nanjia asked for a new pair of chopsticks and was about to go back when he turned around and saw Jiang Beiyu coming out. Just as he was about to ask him what was wrong, Jiang Beiyu took his wrist and walked out, saying as he walked:

"Brother Nanjia, I'm not feeling well, let's go back first."

When passing by the cashier counter, Ning Nanjia handed the chopsticks back to the waiter. Ning Nanjia raised his hand and touched Jiang Beiyu's forehead. The temperature of the skin under his palm was normal, and he did not have a fever.

"What's wrong with you, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, just walk back."

Jiang Beiyu's face was normal, and he walked with the wind, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. Ning Nanjia followed him for a while, then held his hand to make him stop,

"Did you have trouble with Kangzi? What did he say?"

His mouth opened slightly, Jiang Beiyu originally wanted to tell him the truth, but remembering Zou Zikang's pleading appearance, he pursed his mouth and changed his mouth to say,

"There is no trouble, the food there is not good, I don't want to eat it."

It turned out that the fault of picking his mouth was repeated, and Ning Nanjia pinched his cheek helplessly, "Jiang Beiyu, why are you so hard to support?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't refute, and remembered that Ning Nanjia seemed to eat less than him, so he looked up and scanned the next door, and happened to find a beef noodle shop, "Let's eat noodles."

Ning Nanjia had no objections, the two went in and ate a bowl of beef noodles before going back.

It was past one o'clock when we returned to school. Seeing that there was not much time left for lunch break, Ning Nanjia asked Jiang Beiyu to sleep on the table and corrected his papers by himself.

The afternoon sun was a bit bright, even if the curtains were closed, there would still be a light layer of light coming in, Ning Nanjia changed halfway, and saw Jiang Beiyu covering his face with his hands, frowning slightly, as if he was not sleeping very comfortably .

He freed one hand and took out an exercise book from the drawer. He held the book under the light, and the shadow cast just covered Jiang Beiyu's face. Seeing that his brows relaxed slightly, he turned his head. Go back and continue to correct the paper.

Jiang Beiyu slept for nearly 10 minutes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Nanjia resting his elbow on the table, holding a homework book to block the light for him.

In the light and shadow, he was lowering his head to write a question, his gentle and handsome side face had smooth lines, and his thick long eyelashes drooped slightly, like two small fans.

Looking at Jiang Beiyu, he couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his voice and called softly, "Ning Nanjia."

The long eyelashes moved slightly, and Ning Nanjia turned his head to look over, and his outline was vaguely reflected in his clear eyes, "What's wrong?"

Putting his palm on his cheek and shaking slightly, Jiang Beiyu smiled, "It's okay, I just want to call you."

Ning Nanjia turned his head back, and after a while, he couldn't help shouting again,

"Ning Nanjia."

"Huh? Want to call me again?"

The upward arc of the corner of the mouth was slightly wider, Jiang Beiyu reached out to cover his eyes, and after putting them down, his eyes brightened and said: "Not only that, I also want to tell you that I like you."