On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

Ye Jiaqing waited for a long time, but did not wait for Song Nanqi's answer.

Fell asleep.

He raised his eyes quietly, and met Song Nanqi's gaze, who was obviously thinking.

"..."

I thought I fell asleep.

Forget it, Ye Jiaqing didn't expect Song Nanqi to answer anything.

go to bed.

Just as Ye Jiaqing closed his eyes, the hand on his waist suddenly tightened, and Song Nanqi's voice came to his ears, "Let's talk tomorrow."

"?"

Ye Jiaqing opened his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

Ye Jiaqing didn't really want to admit it, he was looking forward to Song Nanqi's answer.

He has never talked about love or anything, but he knows a general idea of ​​how to talk about it, for example: love needs two people to talk about it, and it also needs two people to do it.

Perhaps, Song Nanqi is the best partner, maybe it is.

"Sleep." Song Nanqi pressed Ye Jiaqing's head down.

"..."

Ye Jiaqing didn't sleep well, the wound hurt, and Song Nanqi didn't give an accurate answer. When he was washing in the bathroom, he saw the slight blue under his eyes, and when he went out, he gave Song Nanqi an annoyed look.

Song Nanqi had better not make himself angry today, or he would be finished.

And until the morning classes were all over, Song Nanqi didn't mention last night's "Let's talk tomorrow".

Ye Jiaqing felt that Song Nanqi might be talking in his sleep with his eyes open, so he immediately forgot about it.

"Fuck, why are there so many people in the cafeteria today?" Xintai University has a total of eight cafeterias, the most popular of which is Beiyuan No. generally.

After Du Ting yelled, he ran to the cafeteria bulletin board to see today's dishes.

Sweet and sour pork ribs.

Tomato scrambled eggs.

Broccoli with Shrimp

Fried steak

Stewed Vermicelli with Chicken and Mushroom

Cowpea Minced Meat Bun

...

This... no wonder there are so many people.

"Today's food is ready." Du Ting glanced at the classmates passing by with the plate, sucked his saliva, "I can eat two plates, Ye Jiaqing, hurry up, let's cook! I will cook for you, you What do you want?"

Ye Jiaqing glanced at Song Nanqi, "I have to go and see what's there today."

"I've memorized it all." Du Ting recited the menu he just saw to the three of them.

After he finished reciting, no one spoke.

"..."

Ni Xiaoxiao's expression was complicated, "Du Ting, no, you're really like an idiot, you can memorize such a long menu, but you have to memorize a noun explanation for half an hour."

Du Ting smiled: "I like to eat or not."

"Ye Jiaqing, what do you want to eat?" Du Ting had another expression when talking to Ye Jiaqing.

Ye Jiaqing thought for a while, "Broccoli and pork ribs."

"Okay, I'll call you, Lao Song, you and Ni Xiaoer can do whatever you want."

"..."

Ni Xiaoer watched Du Ting quickly stand behind a line with fewer people, turned his head and said to Song Nanqi: "Old Song, I'll cook for you, what do you want?" Song Nanqi didn't even know that he and Du Ting had brought How many times have I eaten, even if I invite Song Nanqi to dinner, Ni Xiaoxiao thinks it's okay.

"Just the same as Ye Jiaqing, thank you."

The cafeteria had a lot of people, Song Nanqi protected Ye Jiaqing from being hit, and sat down by the window.

Outside is a small square, the sun is shining, making people drowsy.

Ye Jiaqing was leaning on the seat and playing with her mobile phone. When she looked up, she saw Song Nanqi coming over with a bottle of yogurt and put it in front of her.

"Talk about?"

A look of confusion appeared in Ye Jiaqing's eyes: "What are you talking about?"

"..."

Song Nanqi's expression showed no emotion, he put his schoolbag on the chair at the dining table next door, "Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao sit next to each other."

Ye Jiaqing continued to be confused, "Why? The table can seat four people."

Song Nanqi didn't answer him, he opened the chair and sat opposite Ye Jiaqing, before putting his hands on the dining table, he wiped the dining table side by side with a paper towel, and then solemnly crossed his hands and fingers, very formal , very dignified.

It's like being in the boss's office, and Ye Jiaqing's role is currently unknown.

In the cafeteria, Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi, two people with outstanding looks, were sitting around secretly watching, and they had to take a few glances before leaving with their plates.

They didn't appear in the cafeteria much.

Today was an accident, the class they were waiting for was in the farthest garden area, and there was no time to order takeaway.

But there is one thing, the sooner it is resolved, the better, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

"You asked last night if I like you." Song Nanqi's tone was calm, as if talking about business, but the content of the words still made Ye Jiaqing's heart tense.

"My answer is," Song Nanqi looked at Ye Jiaqing with focused eyes, "Yes, I like you."

Ye Jiaqing's heart beat heavily.

It was raining some time ago, and they returned to the dormitory from the teaching building after the meeting. When Song Nanqi said that he was not someone else, his heart was beating as hard as today.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi without blinking.

Actually, it doesn't have to be so formal.

The people behind seemed to hear it.

For the first time in his life, Ye Jiaqing experienced what it feels like to be shy. He has always made others shy, but at this moment, the roots of his ears began to burn like they were on fire.

It must be too sunny outside.

definitely is.

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao still have a while.

Song Nanqi reached for the schoolbag on the side, unzipped it, took out an envelope from inside, and put the schoolbag back.

With both hands, he pushed the white envelope in front of Ye Jiaqing.

Ye Jiaqing opened the envelope with some puzzlement. Inside was a very simple piece of paper, and on it were written words that occupied most of the paper.

The characters were not written with a gel pen. Although Ye Jiaqing didn't know calligraphy, he could tell the difference. It was written with a brush, and there was even a faint smell of ink on it.

Ye Jiaqing:

When I saw you for the first time, it was outside the examination room of the National Mathematics Contest for Middle School Students in the second year of high school. As you said, we were not in the same examination room. I was delivering materials for my classmates that day. I saw you by chance. There were many people around you , very dazzling.

I want to be friends with you.

But because I have an exam in the afternoon, I don't know your contact information.

Later we met again in college and became roommates. I am very happy that you offered to be friends with me.

But not long ago, this relationship has undergone a qualitative change. I am no longer satisfied with the relationship of just friends. I like you and want to do more things with you.

Ye Jiaqing's classmate is very interested in me.

Signed by: Song Nanqi

Time: 11:07 am on 5/00

It was written at five o'clock this morning. Song Nanqi got up an hour and a half earlier than usual to write the love letter.

Ye Jiaqing stuffed the love letter into the envelope, trying to stuff it back, but failed several times.

The love letters he received could be towed by a truck. Things like love letters have long been outdated and are not suitable for the current emotional rhythm.

It was also difficult to hear these words from Song Nanqi.

Song Nanqi helped Ye Jiaqing stuff the love letter back.

"I'm pursuing you. Except for the love letter, I'll give you the rest at night." Song Nanqi whispered.

"what?"

A trace of puzzlement flashed across Song Nanqi's face, "I like you, I should give you a gift, such as something you like."

Ye Jiaqing's brain hurts, and he forgot about the problem of falling in love with Song Nanqi, Song Nanqi's personality, how can we talk about it?

"You know what I like?"

"Beautiful clothes, expensive and niche snacks," Song Nanqi said in a calm tone, "You don't like electronic products, but you have to match everything. You have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Ye Jiaqing: "..." He really knew.

After a while, Ye Jiaqing saw the light spot on the table jump, and the sun was also moving slowly.

His thin white eyelids lifted, the tension faded, and he handled it with ease.

Ye Jiaqing put his hands on the table and leaned slightly, "Since I sent you a love letter, doesn't student Song Nanqi want to hear my answer?"

In this case, Song Nanqi should be thinking about everything.

Ye Jiaqing felt the same way.

but.

"I don't want to." Song Nanqi said.

He said sternly, "I like you, and I haven't done anything for you. If you promise me, it must be because of what I did for you. Wuwu, don't worry."

Ye Jiaqing: "..."

Ye Jiaqing: Song Nanqi dog, wait, wait!Wait until we're together, I can't beat you to death!

night.

Zhang Lisen's class teacher and counselor came with fruit. When Du Ting went to open the door, he was so annoyed. He held the chicken nest head and opened the door. Before anyone could see clearly, he said, "Who the hell is that?" ..."

"Hello classmate, is this the dormitory of classmate Ye Jiaqing?"

Du Ting swallowed, he had seen Zhang Lisen's counselor yesterday.

"Yes, yes, yes." Du Ting is now very grateful for his chicken nest head, the teacher must not recognize him.

Ye Jiaqing was doing his homework, when he heard Du Ting calling him, he turned his head and saw two strange men.

As soon as the two teachers saw Ye Jiaqing, they immediately thought, no wonder, no wonder, no wonder Zhang Lisen would take such a big risk to continue making mistakes after already being punished, this little boy is too beautiful.

The teacher told me to put down the fruit, and said sorry a lot, but Ye Jiaqing kept saying that it was all right.

Before leaving, one of the teachers suddenly patted Du Ting on the shoulder and said, "Little classmate, I remember you. You said yesterday that if you don't fire Zhang Lisen, you will blow up my office. Not bad, not bad."

Du Ting: "..."

After seeing off the teacher, Du Ting was about to close the door when he was pushed away again.

Classmates delivering food?

Still pushing the car?

What the hell is going to be pushed by a cart?

"It's 607," the boy panted, and looked up at the house number of the dormitory. He took out a notebook from his pocket and read to it, "This belongs to classmate Song Nanqi."

Du Ting glanced at the car full of boxes, what is Lao Song doing?But Du Ting still turned around and shouted: "Old Song, come and sign for your things!"

Song Nanqi came out of the bathroom, with a few drops of water dripping from his hair from time to time.

A towel for wiping hair was hung around his neck, and water droplets rolled down his narrow nose. His face was cold and hard, and his sense of alienation was too strong.

"Thank you." After signing, the boy helped Song Nanqi move all the boxes in.

Du Ting helped the other party move. After the other party left, he closed the door and asked Song Nanqi, "Old Song, what did you buy? Have you bought furniture for our dormitory?"

Du Ting had a good idea and took the initiative to help open the box with scissors.

Ye Jiaqing was wearing earphones and didn't pay attention to the movement behind him until he was patted on the shoulder. He turned his head and met Du Ting with a sad face. Du Ting pointed to the pile of boxes that had been opened, feeling weak He said calmly, "Lao Song bought it for you."

Ye Jiaqing didn't even need to stand up from the chair, his wound was still hurting.

Song Nanqi moved the boxes to his feet.

"What did you buy?" Ye Jiaqing took the first cardboard box, which was light green.

It opened to a small light brown leather schoolbag.

Ye Jiaqing's eyes lit up, "It's beautiful!"

This one box is full of bags, all kinds, school bags, satchels, wallets.

Du Ting didn't hold back, he squatted next to Ye Jiaqing, and accompanied Ye Jiaqing to dismantle it.

"Fuck, this package is [-], Song, you went to rob the bank?" Du Ting took a paper bag and sat down under his buttocks, "Why didn't you take me with you when you robbed the bank?"

Then there are two boxes of clothes.

Almost all of them are bought according to Ye Jiaqing's size, the style and color he likes.

No wonder Song Nanqi has been playing with his mobile phone all day today, he doesn't usually look at his mobile phone very much.

Du Ting is already numb. Most of the brands here are only seen on the Internet. Although his family has five oranges, but last time his sister bought a [-] bag and was chased by his mother. two hills.

Song Nanqi bought it like this, or gave it to someone else, what kind of situation is this family, there must be [-] oranges on the top of the mountain to dare to buy it like this?

After unpacking all the boxes, Song Nanqi helped Ye Jiaqing organize and hang them one by one.

Du Ting has been injured badly, he went to play games depressed.

Ye Jiaqing reached out and tugged Song Nanqi's clothes, "I can't afford it."

Although he is not short of money, he is not as rich as Song Nanqi. He is telling the truth. If Song Nanqi gives it away like this, he really can only pay the other party the rest of his life.

Song Nanqi: "You don't need to pay it back."

"but……"

What he was about to say was interrupted, Song Nanqi frowned, "But you took everything that other people gave you."

Ye Jiaqing said helplessly: "The things they sent are all food and play, I can still afford it."

Song Nanqi stopped talking.

It's just getting slower and slower.

After a few seconds, Song Nanqi's voice was low and slow, "Do you mean to reject me if you think about it?"

Ye Jiaqing was slightly taken aback, "No...it's not."

Put all the things in the cabinet, and the cabinet is already full.

Ye Jiaqing held the pen and leaned on the chair, unable to recover for a long time.

He didn't know that this was the first time he had the feeling that he was being fooled by something.

strange.

"Song Nanqi, I want to take a bath." Ye Jiaqing was too lazy to think, he turned his head and said to Song Nanqi.

He knew what Song Nanqi's answer was.

The doctor said that bathing is not allowed.

"The doctor said that your wound should not get wet for a few days."

Ye Jiaqing asked with a pitiful expression: "What about rubbing?"

Song Nanqi paused, "Yes."

Ye Jiaqing smiled, and within a few seconds, his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "But I can't wipe my back, what should I do?"

Ye Jiaqing has a pair of beautiful butterfly bones.

When practicing kissing, Song Nanqi hugged him and stroked Ye Jiaqing's back with his hand, he knew it.

"I'll help you." Song Nanqi said without any emotion in his tone.

Ye Jiaqing's goal has been achieved.

He bent his eyes, very innocent.

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Xiao Song!"