On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

"It's raining so hard, otherwise Song Nanqi can just come, Ye Jiaqing won't, it's dark and the road is slippery..."

This is a voice posted in the group. The group owner is the deputy director of the Literature and Art Department of the Medical Student Union. After he finished posting, he also sent Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing.

But unfortunately, they didn't see this news in the group until they arrived at the teaching building.

The surface of Ye Jiaqing's shoes got wet and splashed a lot of muddy water, but luckily he was wearing shorts and the pants were not wet.

Anyway, the heat has not completely faded away, a rain will make people feel a little cool, but it will not feel cold.

Song Nanqi took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Ye Jiaqing, "Wipe your face."

"Huh?" Ye Jiaqing looked bewildered.

Seeing Ye Jiaqing's dumbfounded expression, Song Nanqi stood the umbrella by the wall, took out a tissue and stuffed it into Ye Jiaqing's palm, "There's water on your face."

Ye Jiaqing took the tissue, "Thank you."

The two went upstairs side by side.

The classroom where the meeting was held was a large lecture hall. When they arrived, almost everyone else had already arrived first. Song Nanqi was used to being watched by others, so he could ignore it.

But he didn't like that these people were always staring at Ye Jiaqing.

He felt offended.

These are their clinical monitors and entertainment committee members, even if they don't know each other, they are familiar.

Ye Jiaqing didn't know the names of any of these people, but when they greeted him, Ye Jiaqing would still return them with a gentle smile.

He sat next to Song Nanqi, took out the small notebook that was stuffed into his pocket temporarily, and flipped through two pages, his little face wrinkled into a ball, "It's wet."

It was the book that got wet, nothing else.

The cover of this notebook is pink, only half the size of his palm, it's a very delicate notebook, Ye Jiaqing likes it very much.

He thought Song Nanqi would take care of himself.

As a result, the other party was concentrating on looking at the phone.

Ye Jiaqing felt a little strange in his heart, because Song Nanqi was not such a person, and he seldom paid attention to his mobile phone when he was with him.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Jiaqing didn't rush to spy on Song Nanqi's phone screen, this kind of behavior is immoral.

Song Nanqi heard Ye Jiaqing talking to him this time, he turned off the phone with a natural expression, and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, what did you just say was wet?"

Ye Jiaqing: "..." You almost wrote "I have a little secret but I won't tell you" written on my face.

The smile on the corner of Ye Jiaqing's mouth became weaker, "It's nothing."

"Okay." Song Nanqi nodded, turned his head away, and listened to the seniors on the podium talking about what they need to do this time for the welcome party.

Ye Jiaqing felt uncomfortable when he found out that Song Nanqi had a little secret about him, and he lay down on the table listlessly.

He tilted his head and looked at Song Nanqi without any scruples.

Ye Jiaqing asked himself in his heart, does he really want to catch Song Nanqi?

His mood is low, the answer is yes.

Yes, he really thinks Song Nanqi is very funny.

The rain outside was still fierce, and the windows were on the high part of the classroom wall, so the sound of the rain was not completely cut off from the room, and it was pattering into the ears.

Tomorrow is Saturday, he wants to go to the hotel for a day, oh no, he wants to sleep for a day.

Song Nanqi was a little distracted, he thought of some answers he had just found on Baidu.

All of those answers were sloppy, all of them were beyond the scope of Song Nanqi's knowledge, and none of them were in line with Ye Jiaqing's image and temperament.

But there was one answer that Song Nanqi agreed with.

"It's not something difficult to say, it's a personal preference, just like some people like to sit and others like to lie down. We should respect other people's preferences without violating their interests."

"Besides, this is a normal physiological need of a human being, and I don't feel ashamed of this need."

Song Nanqi felt that he should talk to Ye Jiaqing about this issue.

With good friends, Song Nanqi hoped that there would be no secrets.

It was just a short meeting, and it was over in half an hour.

Except for Ye Jiaqing and his class who produced one program, the remaining three programs were produced by other classes, so they should hurry up to rehearse.

"Come out, I have something to talk to you." Song Nanqi stood up, and Ye Jiaqing quickly followed.

Song Nanqi is so fierce.

So exciting.

Because Song Nanqi's fierce appearance does not make people feel cold, Song Nanqi is a person who sticks to the rules, and his fierce words mean that he is about to start reasoning.

Ye Jiaqing likes Song Nanqi's reasoning, he looks very friendly and easy to bully.

But he just thought about it. With Song Nanqi's beautiful muscles alone, Ye Jiaqing felt that he had no possibility of bullying Song Nanqi.

Unless Song Nanqi took the initiative to send him to the door for him to bully, but this possibility is not very great.

He had to fool Song Nanqi into a negative IQ to have any possibility.

Song Nanqi stood at the corner of the wall holding an umbrella, with half of his body hidden in the shadows. There was a very clear dividing line between light and darkness on his body.

He lowered his eyes, the shadows cast by his eyelashes flew obliquely into his temples, and the dense raindrops fell on the steps at his feet, his whole body presented a cool feeling as light as frost.

Ye Jiaqing felt that his sense of vision was shocked by this scene.

His throat tightened, and his Adam's apple slid up and down uncontrollably. At this moment, Ye Jiaqing had to sigh again that his vision was unparalleled.

Those who were still lying on the list and said they wanted to be friends with him, at this time even the last bit of attraction disappeared.

Ye Jiaqing is currently not interested in those porridge and side dishes.

"Song Nanqi..."

Song Nanqi slowly rubbed his fingers along the handle of the umbrella, his voice was lowered, but his tone was flat, "You told me the other day that you like big ones... I asked Du Ting, and I checked it online just now. I don't mean to be broad-minded."

He was not in a hurry, and his tone was even less angry.

Ye Jiaqing was dumbfounded, so just now Song Nanqi was playing with his mobile phone to find out what "I like big ones" means?

Is necessary!

so!

Seriously!

Song Nanqi!

Ye Jiaqing didn't know how to answer for a while. He had many expressions and tones that could deal with such situations, but Song Nanqi didn't show his emotions. He was not sure what Song Nanqi wanted to express for a while.

What's wrong with the big one?He likes the feeling of a big poke until he dies. Is there a problem?

Ye Jiaqing turned his back to the light, his eyelashes trembling uneasily.

His little face was pale, and it was hard not to feel pity.

Song Nanqi seemed to be organizing his words. After a long time, he asked, "Have you ever talked about a boyfriend?"

Ye Jiaqing shook his head blankly.

"Then why do you..." Song Nanqi frowned slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't think there was anything wrong with what you said at the time, I was just curious, since you have never been in love, why did you like it, big one?"

It turns out that Song Nanqi is concerned about whether he is in a relationship or not?

"I guessed it," Ye Jiaqing replied with some coyness, "On the Internet, it is said that the big one is better, and the big one is a treasure."

Song Nanqi: "..."

Thinking of the information he had just found, Song Nanqi took a step closer to Ye Jiaqing, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

Although this is everyone's normal physiological needs, it still belongs to the category of personal privacy.

However, as Ye Jiaqing's friend, Song Nanqi felt that he was qualified to participate in the discussion on this topic.

"It's not just about being big." Song Nanqi's deep voice was mixed with the sound of rain, "It's the most suitable size if it matches your size and slightly exceeds it."

"Also, this cannot be your first condition for choosing a mate. Like-mindedness is the most important thing."

After the last syllable of his words, Ye Jiaqing suddenly raised his head and looked into the dark eyes of the other party.

To be honest, if these words hadn't come from Song Nanqi's mouth, Ye Jiaqing would have thought that the person opposite him was interested in him.

Not really.

The other party was Song Nanqi. He was discussing with himself in an official and serious tone. He was full of integrity, and any topic that was expounded from his mouth seemed to be discussing the results of academic research.

Ye Jiaqing smiled falsely and perfunctorily at Song Nanqi, "Of course I understand."

But Song Nanqi still stood still.

He seemed to have something to say.

Ye Jiaqing tilted her head, "Is there anything else?"

His eyes are full of Song Nanqi's face, whenever he looks at someone, he will always create a focused and sincere expression.

"Why did you lie to me?" Song Nanqi's Adam's apple slid up and down.

The corners of Ye Jiaqing's mouth slowly pressed down, "What lied to you?"

Song Nanqi clenched the handle of the umbrella, "I asked, what do you mean?"

This ah.

Ye Jiaqing reached out and tugged at the corner of Song Nanqi's clothes, shyly and a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you think I'm not serious."

"Are you blaming me?" Ye Jiaqing looked up at Song Nanqi and asked cautiously.

He slowly let go of the fingers holding Song Nanqi's clothes at a slow speed.

Ye Jiaqing knew very well which expressions he made were pitiful and cute, and which actions he made were pitiful and unbearable. He was too aware of the convenience and advantages his appearance could bring him.

"No." Song Nanqi replied quickly.

How could he blame Ye Jiaqing?Why did he blame Ye Jiaqing?Blame only the secular world for making the otherwise normal needs ashamed to speak.

"In the future, you can talk to me directly about this kind of thing, and you don't have to worry about other things." Song Nanqi opened his umbrella, and the remaining raindrops on the umbrella rolled down, his breath was sharp and his voice was cold, "I'm not like others Same."

Ye Jiaqing walked under Song Nanqi's umbrella.

He admitted that at this moment, he seemed to really like Song Nanqi a little bit.

On the way back to the dormitory, the rain picked up again, muddy water splashed from the ground, Ye Jiaqing's eyes widened, and she looked at Song Nanqi brightly, "Fuck, my clothes are all wet!"

He showed Song Nanqi the corner of his clothes, it was already wet a lot.

Song Nanqi turned his umbrella towards Ye Jiaqing, "Don't swear."

Ye Jiaqing: I can never guess the point of this little soldier.

He was still complaining about Song Nanqi in his heart. When Song Nanqi was sighing, a warm palm was placed on his right shoulder, and Ye Jiaqing froze for a moment. He was actually not very used to others touching his body. wave.

Ye Jiaqing glanced at the hand that was holding her. The phalanges were distinct, the nails were trimmed cleanly, and the color and condition of the nail cover showed that the owner of this hand was in good health.

Song Nanqi's palm can completely cover his shoulders.

If it was on the bed, he should be able to hold himself down to death.

Song Nanqi pulled Ye Jiaqing almost into his arms. With a few centimeters of height difference, Ye Jiaqing could see Song Nanqi's eyes when he turned his head slightly.

The other party held the umbrella steadily, and the golden umbrella handle set off his five fingers quite preciously.

Ye Jiaqing's eyelids drooped a little, and they fell on Song Nanqi's neck.

So lovely.

Want to lick it.

"Your clothes are wet." Ye Jiaqing had seen enough, and reminded Song Nanqi in a low voice.

Song Nanqi didn't even look at it, "It's okay."

Although the umbrella was big enough, it couldn't withstand such a fierce wind and rain. When they arrived at the dormitory, the two of them were very embarrassed. Ye Jiaqing was protected by Song Nanqi in his arms, and it seemed to be a little passable. Song Nanqi looked much more embarrassed.

However, this did not affect his handsomeness in the slightest. His slightly damp hair was scattered on his forehead, and his pitch-black eyes seemed to have been washed with ink.

"Fuck, what's the matter with you two?" Du Ting, who had already climbed onto the bed, looked at Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi who came in one after the other, and was stunned. Transfer to Ye Jiaqing.

The small school flower is so beautiful even in the rain, it is really beautiful!

Ye Jiaqing sneezed and rubbed his nose, "It's raining too much, we can't use an umbrella."

Du Ting looked outside, the rain seemed to be much heavier than before.

Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, and they don't have classes. Such a rainy day is the best time to sleep in the dormitory.

Song Nanqi helped Ye Jiaqing get a towel from the hanger, "Go take a bath."

After that, Ye Jiaqing started sneezing non-stop in the bathroom.

His physique is actually not very good, he is extremely afraid of the cold, and he will also experience short-term maladjustment when the season changes too suddenly. This cold is probably prepared a few days ago, and he is waiting for the sudden drop in temperature today to make him ill.

Hot water poured down from the top of his head, which irritated him even more. Ye Jiaqing took the time to look in the mirror, he was a little listless and listless, and looked very good.

I really want to pester Song Nanqi for a kiss or a hug.

It may be uncomfortable, and the desire that is usually not satisfied will lead to some grievances at this moment.

Although he is the unscrupulous side, isn't he unsuccessful?If you don't succeed, of course you can feel wronged.

Song Nanqi didn't notice that Ye Jiaqing's complexion was much worse than before, the lights were about to turn off, and he rushed to take a shower.

After a hasty rush, Song Nanqi came out of the bathroom, and was hugged by Ye Jiaqing who had been squatting at the door of the bathroom all the time - Ye Jiaqing threw himself into Song Nanqi's arms softly.

The smell of strawberry-flavored shower gel still lingered on his body, and it rushed into his nostrils instantly.

Ye Jiaqing rubbed his head against Song Nanqi's shoulder, and after a few seconds, he raised his head, looked at Song Nanqi with foggy eyes, and said pitifully, "I don't like rain, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Being so close, Song Nanqi noticed that Ye Jiaqing's complexion was worse than before by the pale light in the bathroom.

Song Nanqi pushed Ye Jiaqing away, stretched out his hand to touch his face, it was a little cold, and thinking of the other party's constant sneezing before, he frowned, "Are you caught a cold?",

Ye Jiaqing touched his face blankly, "Really? I don't feel it." After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed twice restrainedly.

Song Nanqi: "..."

"I have prepared medicines to prevent colds, I'll get them for you." Song Nanqi had no experience in taking care of patients, and these things were prepared by the housekeeper before school started.

Ye Jiaqing pestered people to death.

"I'm afraid of suffering." His small face collapsed, he was wronged to death.

Song Nanqi frowned, taking in Ye Jiaqing's miserable expression.

If it's someone else, it doesn't matter to him whether he likes to eat or not.

But this is Ye Jiaqing, his good friend.

Song Nanqi knew how to coax people without a teacher.

He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Jiaqing's hair unskillfully, and said softly, "After taking the medicine, I will sleep with you."