On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

No. 9 was still lying on the ground screaming in pain. The place where he was beaten by Ye Jiaqing was the place where he injured Song Nanqi with his glove yesterday.

Ye Jiaqing did it on purpose.

There was a mess behind him, and those standing there had complicated expressions on their faces. It was impossible to describe what their expressions were like. Fear, bewilderment, ignorance, and fear all appeared one by one.

Song Nanqi held his umbrella firmly, "It looks familiar."

Ye Jiaqing stood under Song Nanqi's umbrella, "Yeah, it's No. 4 and No. 9 who competed with you yesterday."

He paused, then said in a low voice: "They troubled me and beat me."

His wet appearance is indeed pitiful.

The premise is not to compare with the group of embarrassed people behind.

Song Nanqi's eyes seemed to have accumulated very strong displeasure. When he lowered his eyelashes and looked at Ye Jiaqing, those displeasure disappeared.

"Are you injured?"

"A little bit."

When it rained, the temperature dropped significantly compared to yesterday, Ye Jiaqing's clothes were mostly wet, Song Nanqi's heavy eyes fell on him.

"Go back first."

He regarded the group of people who were still screaming in the pit as dead.

On the way back, Ye Jiaqing tried very hard to find a wound on her body, even if it was a cut, she lied, and now she has to find a way to make it up.

According to Song Nanqi's personality, when he returned to the dormitory, he would definitely ask him where he was hurt, and then give him medicine or something, but the problem now is that there is nothing wrong with his body, except that his collar was pulled tightly before, and now his throat is a little dry.

Back in the dormitory, both Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao were still awake.

Seeing Ye Jiaqing's "tragic situation", Du Ting's eyeballs almost fell off, he thought for a long time, and asked: "Ye Jiaqing, are your shoes non-slip?"

"..."

"Say a sign, I avoid lightning."

Ye Jiaqing didn't tell them that he got into a fight with someone outside the school, he went to take a bath and looked in the mirror, Ye Jiaqing knew why he was always feeling uncomfortable in his neck.

When the zipper of the sweater was pulled to the top, there was still a chain on the hat. When someone pulled it from behind, the zipper directly cut into the flesh. From the middle of the throat to the bottom of the ear, a dark line red marks.

Because of the rain, the injury was on the side, so I didn't see it.

Ok, now we can do business.

After taking a shower, Ye Jiaqing opened the bathroom door, and when he met Song Nanqi's probing gaze, he turned his head to show Song Nanqi the injured area.

"It hurts."

Song Nanqi held a tube of ointment in his hand.

The ointment was very cold, and when Song Nanqi gently spread the ointment on the injured area with his fingertips, Ye Jiaqing couldn't help shrinking his neck, "itch."

Song Nanqi raised his hand and grabbed Ye Jiaqing back.

Ye Jiaqing felt that the other party's mood was not very high.

Teacher Song was angry again.

"When encountering such a thing, calling the police is the most sensible choice." Song Nanqi put the lid on the ointment and washed his hands. His eyes flickered under the not-so-bright light of the balcony. "You are quite powerful."

This is probably the most euphemistic statement that Song Nanqi thought of after thinking about it.

Not only is it powerful.

Simply ferocious.

Ye Jiaqing felt that his skin was peeling off little by little, and thickened inch by inch, "Where is it, I am protecting myself."

Makes sense.

Song Nanqi's eyes slowly fell on the shocking mark on Ye Jiaqing's neck again, completely separated from the surrounding skin color.

"Just don't let yourself get hurt."

"Bumps and bumps are normal," Ye Jiaqing said, "Besides, I am one-to-many, so the probability of injury is greatly increased, but in the end it's just a little bit on the neck, which is pretty good."

If it were someone else, Ye Jiaqing would be too lazy to say so much, he would even feel that the other party is meddling.

Song Nanqi hummed lightly.

It was rare for Ye Jiaqing to see Song Nanqi so absent-minded.

But this is not within the scope of Ye Jiaqing's concern. If Song Nanqi wants to say it, he will definitely say it. If Song Nanqi doesn't want to say it, no one can ask anything.

"Go to bed early." After Song Nanqi finished speaking, he opened the door and entered the bathroom.

Ye Jiaqing didn't know why.

This is a terrible thing, beyond Song Nanqi's plan, and liking someone and falling in love with the person he likes is not included in his must-do list at all.

In the plan of finishing school-entering the home hospital-attendant physician-deputy chief physician-chief physician, it is now necessary to insert a "like Ye Jiaqing-being with him-fall in love-marry".

But this matter needs a long-term plan. Ye Jiaqing said that the university is not ready to fall in love.

In principle, Song Nanqi didn't intend to fall in love either.

But it was difficult for him to say no to Ye Jiaqing.

He wants to treat Ye Jiaqing better than before, very good, very good, the best, no matter whether it is a friend or a partner, no one will surpass his affection for Ye Jiaqing.

The only option he had for Ye Jiaqing was Song Nanqi.

Ye Jiaqing had a fever the next morning.

He was not in good health, and he caught a cold when he was blown by a little wind before. When he was nestled in the quilt and kept silent, Song Nanqi felt that something was wrong.

Song Nanqi propped up his upper body, reached out his hand into Ye Jiaqing's quilt, and rested on his forehead for a few seconds.

After a while, Song Nanqi silently went to his closet and found the thermometer.

Ye Jiaqing, who was in his sleep, only felt cold. He heard the movement under the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and only showed a face with sleepy eyes, "Song Nanqi, why am I so cold?"

Song Nanqi shook off the mercury on the thermometer, "It's normal to shiver when the body temperature rises."

"Check your temperature, you have a fever."

Ye Jiaqing didn't answer, "Hold or hold?"

"Have it."

"Ah~" Ye Jiaqing opened his mouth, without lifting his eyelids.

Song Nanqi smiled, and gently put the thermometer into Ye Jiaqing's mouth, "Don't bite with your teeth, you should know."

"Hmm..." Ye Jiaqing lay on the edge of the bed like a cat, the flesh from her cheeks was squeezed out, "I know."

Song Nanqi was busy pouring hot water again. He put the water adjusted to just the right temperature on the table before going to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Before leaving, he told Ye Jiaqing, "Take it out by yourself, or you can wait for me to help you."

It was still raining outside, Ye Jiaqing responded vaguely, and fell asleep again.

Ye Jiaqing was still sleeping when Song Nanqi came out of the bathroom.

The thermometer in his mouth was about to fall out.

Song Nanqi gently took out the thermometer and glanced at it, it was 38.5c.

Ni Xiaoxiao also woke up. He watched the whole process, lifted the quilt and sat up, "Ye Jiaqing has a fever? I have antipyretics, I'll get them for him."

"Thank you, but no need." Song Nanqi twisted the quilt tightly for Ye Jiaqing. "Let's see first. A fever of this level can go away by itself. Occasional fever can improve the body's immunity. Let's look at it at night."

Ni Xiaoxiao: "..." As expected of Teacher Song.

Ye Jiaqing stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and the sleeve slid down to his elbow, his forearm was so white that it glistened.

He moved his fingers and wanted to say something.

"It's okay. I always have a fever twice a year. It's useless to take medicine. I have to repeat it for several days. It doesn't affect my normal life." Ye Jiaqing has already experienced the illness, and the antipyretic medicine can only take care of it for two or three hours. The body temperature will slowly rise again.

Ni Xiaoxiao frowned, "Why are you in such poor health?" He wasn't disgusted, but a little surprised.

Ye Jiaqing lifted the quilt all at once, "Do you believe me when I say I'm born?"

Ni Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it: "No."

Maybe it was because he was sick, and because he didn't wake up very much, Ye Jiaqing was dizzy, and told the things about his childhood like telling a story.

"My mother is beautiful, the kind of beauty you can't imagine."

"But even with abalone and sea cucumber, there will be a day when I get tired of eating. My mother is in the provincial dance team. Because she was pregnant with me, she missed the opportunity to enter the national team, and then she got married."

"Afterwards, she started her life of arresting the mistress and beating my dad. She didn't care much about me. When I was pregnant with me, my dad raised a little girl outside. My mother collected evidence and caught her on the spot. It was the day I was born."

Ni Xiaoxiao's expression changed, "Fuck, so your mother won't get divorced?"

"Of course she divorced. When I was five years old, she got divorced, and then remarried a month later. A year later, she started a life of catching mistresses and beating her men."

Ni Xiaoxiao: "..."

Song Nanqi reached out and squeezed Ye Jiaqing's face after listening, "Sleep, you need to rest."

Ye Jiaqing became more sleepy.

He was born on the day his mother caught the first mistress. She didn't have the nutrition and good mood that a mother should maintain during pregnancy. She stayed up all night collecting evidence and stepped on high heels.

After being born, Ye Jiaqing also grew up under the care of a nanny, while his mother and father were busy arguing and fighting all day long, even throwing chopsticks in each other's faces during a meal.

Until his mother got divorced and then remarried, his mother was unlucky, and met another man who was similar to his own father, but this one was obviously more clever, and the number of times he was caught by his mother was zero, but this situation was obviously more exciting Fucking fight.

Ye Jiaqing was even pulled by his mother to help her analyze which woman was more like a mistress.

To be honest, Ye Jiaqing didn't think he had the right to meddle in the affairs of adults.

Not long after, Ye Jiaqing fell asleep.

in a dream.

His mother pinched his arms and face hard, and said through gritted teeth: "You have to make them all like you, otherwise you won't even want to follow me."

It was night when I woke up again.

The first thing Ye Jiaqing did when he woke up was to touch his forehead, it was still a little hot.

"You've been sleeping for a long time, Lao Song went to buy you porridge." Du Ting was eating fried chicken, "I would just order some takeaway, but it rained today, and the delivery took more than an hour, and, I ordered The fried chicken is wet, shit, he went to the cafeteria to buy it for you."

"Lao Song is so kind. He even said to bring me noodles and fried rice for Ni Xiaoer. Lao Song is the father of our dormitory."

Ye Jiaqing rolled over and got out of bed, "I'm going to take a shower."

When Ye Jiaqing came back from the shower, he saw that the water glass on his table had been filled with hot water by someone.

"Lao Song told me to pour you a glass of water when you woke up. In exchange, he brought food for me and Ni Xiaoxiao." Du Ting changed his gloves again. Although the fried chicken was soft, it was still edible. .

Ye Jiaqing only drank half a cup before going to bed again.

The door was pushed open at this moment.

Song Nanqi walked in covered in moisture, and he stood the umbrella by the door, his shoulders were covered with rainwater, but the packing bag in his hand was still dry, and it could be seen that it had been wrapped several times.

"Wake up? Eat."

Ye Jiaqing could only sit down and eat obediently.

His sense of taste was a little out of order, Song Nanqi bought plain porridge again, Ye Jiaqing ate two mouthfuls, and suddenly lost his appetite.

The porridge is fine, the problem is that Ye Jiaqing is a picky eater, he can't eat this kind of clear soup with little water.

Song Nanqi also bought something else, a chicken and mushroom, a hot vegetable, and a steamed egg with fresh shrimp.

Ye Jiaqing frowned subconsciously.

Song Nanqi saw his expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and smiled, "You are sick, I suggest you to eat lightly."

"It's not that I don't want to eat it, it's just that this doesn't look very tasty." Ye Jiaqing bit the spoon, he wanted to eat chili, he wanted to eat the spicy and meaty noodles on Du Ting's table, and Ni Xiaoxiao added sour Fried rice with cowpea and chicken giblets.

Song Nanqi could see through Ye Jiaqing's current thoughts at a glance.

"Tomorrow night, let's go out for dinner."

"us?"

Du Ting's ears were also sharp, "Us? Old Song, you finally found your conscience and are willing to take us with you?"

Song Nanqi stuffed another pair of chopsticks into Ye Jiaqing's hands, and hummed, "I just passed by a barbecue restaurant, Ye Jiaqing should like it, but the portion is very large, Ye Jiaqing and I may not be able to finish it..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand, let me and Ni Xiaoxiao pick up trash, okay?" Du Ting waved his hands, "I understand, we understand, can't we pick it up? Right, Ni Xiaoer ?”

Ni Xiaoxiao nodded again and again, "Yes, yes." Anyway, Song Nanqi invited guests.

Ye Jiaqing also nodded, "Okay."

Ye Jiaqing fed the porridge into his mouth listlessly. He was dizzy and had no energy. After eating a bowl of porridge for a long time, there was still more than half of the bowl left. He ate a few slices of green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms. Pick, but it can be seen that he really doesn't like to eat.

"I'm going to brush my teeth." Ye Jiaqing dropped the spoon and patted Song Nanqi on the head, "I won't eat anymore."

Song Nanqi: "..."

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao glanced at Song Nanqi at the same time.

Even if it is a partner, Lao Song can't be so spoiled by Ye Jiaqing.

Probably because I have seen too many headaches like Ye Jiaqing, picky eaters alone, I guess many people can't stand it, although Ye Jiaqing is still Du Ting's little school flower in Du Ting's mind, but he absolutely dare not like Ye Jiaqing, he not worthy.

Song Nanqi held the ointment and waited for Ye Jiaqing outside the bathroom door.

"..."

Ye Jiaqing suspected that Song Nanqi was a walking watch, yes, it was a watch.

Every quarter of his day is definitely not idle, and he is arranged for things to do.

Ye Jiaqing suspected that Song Nanqi had put himself in his schedule, otherwise how could he still appear in front of him on time every moment while completing his learning goals.

"come over."

Ye Jiaqing stood helplessly in front of Song Nanqi, "Take it easy, brother."

His coquettish tone made Song Nanqi stunned for a moment.

"What did you call me?"

Ye Jiaqing didn't understand, so: "Brother?"

"Call again?" Song Nanqi tightened his hands holding the ointment.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi, blinked his eyes twice, and after a while, he curled his mouth, "Brother~"

Song Nanqi's eyes were dark, he lowered his head and unscrewed the cap of the ointment, squeezed out a piece on his fingertips, and gently pressed it on the bruised part of Ye Jiaqing's neck.

"Ye Jiaqing, from now on," the ends of his broken hair fell on his brows and eyes, and he was rarely gentle and focused, "you can call me brother all the time, okay?"