On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

Ye Jiaqing got her own pillow, hugged her in her arms and lay down.

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao were still staring at him and Song Nanqi with piercing eyes.

Ye Jiaqing moved and turned his head to the side, "You can sleep now."

Now that the lights have been turned off, they can only hear each other's voices. Ye Jiaqing feels the temperature on his face is extremely high. If the theory is not connected with reality, most people can be regarded as heroes-theoretical heroes.

Ye Jiaqing found that his face was actually not that thick in practice.

There is no class tomorrow morning, it is suitable for sleeping, and it is also suitable for Du Ting and the others to boo at night.

Ni Xiaoxiao is now Song Nanqi. He lay on his back, closed his eyes, and deliberately said in a low voice: "We will do it when you become more mature."

Du Ting immediately threw himself on his chest and lightly punched him, "I hate it."

Ye Jiaqing: "..."

But after they had been arguing for a while, Ye Jiaqing ignored them, and it was even more impossible for Song Nanqi to act with them. Not long after, snoring sounds like small whistles sounded in the dormitory.

Not very loud, but very long.

Ni Xiaoxiao sighed, "Du Ting is probably going to catch a cold, his nose is a bit blocked, why did he start whistling while sleeping?"

Song Nanqi twisted the quilt tightly for Ye Jiaqing, "He wears too little."

Song Nanqi said it very implicitly. Du Ting didn't add much clothes after cooling down greatly during this period. He is too tall to be as elegant and handsome as Song Nanqi. If he is not good enough, he looks like a professional boxer. Not very strong, but because of his height and he likes to wear air-cushioned sneakers, he often looks very big.

Ye Jiaqing covered the lower half of his face with the quilt, "He is playing handsome."

"Sleep." Hearing that Ye Jiaqing was still talking, Song Nanqi lay down and wrapped him in his arms naturally.

Sure enough, it began to rain again in the early morning, and it continued until the morning. There was no wind for the first two days, and it started to blow again last night.

Early in the morning, Ye Jiaqing hadn't fully woken up yet, when she heard several dormitories next door crying and howling on the balcony.

"Where's my pants? My pants were blown away!"

"Your pants are in the flower bed at the bottom, there must be snails on it."

"My shoes are also wet, give me your washbasin, and I'll get the water out."

"Fuck you, why don't you use your mouthwash cup?"

Ye Jiaqing felt that the noise was severe, and wrapped his arms around Song Nanqi's waist, he said in a low voice, "What time is it?"

There was a rustling sound above his head, Song Nanqi glanced at his phone, "It's not until six o'clock." His voice was much better than yesterday.

Ye Jiaqing knew that the other party had probably recovered from a cold, so she turned into a dazed little sour chicken, "Song Nanqi, you are in good health too."

For the first time, Song Nanqi didn't talk to him soberly.

After answering Ye Jiaqing's time, Song Nanqi fell asleep again.

It was cold outside, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the dormitory, but with the doors and windows closed for one night, the temperature in the dormitory was still much higher than outside, but it was definitely not comparable to the quilt.

Ye Jiaqing slept for another two hours, and when he woke up again, the people beside him had long since disappeared.

It's past eight o'clock, and I have to start class at ten o'clock.

This morning is college Chinese, not a professional class, and an open-book exam, but I still have to go. The classroom for the Chinese class is in the Faculty of Arts, which is the farthest college from the garden area of ​​their dormitory building. It takes half an hour to walk.

Had to get up.

Ye Jiaqing plucked up his courage, threw off the quilt, and got up in a puff. Afterwards, without changing his pajamas, he took a big padded jacket from the closet and put it on.

Nobody knew he was wearing pajamas anyway.

When bending over to put on his trousers, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Song Nanqi came in with breakfast.

The opponent's eyes stayed on Ye Jiaqing's legs for a few seconds, and then moved away.

"Wash your face and brush your teeth, then come out for breakfast." Song Nanqi put the dormitory key and breakfast on the table.

Ye Jiaqing quickly pulled up his pants and ran into the bathroom.

He is wearing a white down jacket today, which is so wide that it seems to wrap Ye Jiaqing in it. The big hat is surrounded by white goose down, and his temperament is extremely pure and gentle.

After Ye Jiaqing washed and brushed his face in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror and found that his face was a little dry.

The season is already winter, and skin care products should be replaced with more moisturizing ones.

He didn't lock the door of the bathroom, and a dizzy Du Ting pushed the door open and came in, with a chicken coop head on his head, and appeared in the mirror, his height was around Ye Jiaqing.

Looking at the fresh and pleasant Ye Jiaqing in the mirror, and then at himself, Du Ting blinked, "I think it's my hairstyle."

Ye Jiaqing looked at his blown hair, thought for a while, and cooperated with the performance, "It's like tin foil ironing, it's easy to blow hair."

After tidying up, Ye Jiaqing went back to the dormitory, and Song Nanqi bought him small steamed buns with cowpea minced meat and salted bean curd.

Ye Jiaqing sat down and took small bites of the little buns. He always ate in a gentle manner, and the steamed buns had to be eaten in several bites. He glanced aside while eating, wanting to see what Song Nanqi would give them both. What are you bringing.

A bag of big buns, two bowls of beef ramen.

The steamed stuffed bun was still steaming, Ye Jiaqing was a little curious, "What stuffing?"

Song Nanqi tidied his schoolbag without raising his head, "I don't know."

There were so many people in the cafeteria at this time, he caught up with the steamed buns that had just come out of the cage, and ordered ten of them to bring back. The specific stuffing, I don't know.

Anyway, Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao are not picky eaters.

"..."

Du Ting came out soon, he ate the noodles first, and Ye Jiaqing huddled together on his table to eat, he ate like a wolf, the noodles didn't bite off, he could finish one third of the noodles in one bite, and he wasn't afraid of being scalded. Iron tongue and esophagus.

"Ye Jiaqing, tell me, how about I go and shovel my hair into a bald head?" Du Ting asked after taking a big sip of soup. quite handsome."

Ye Jiaqing slowed down his eating, and said in a leisurely manner, "Song Nanqi doesn't have a hairstyle, it feels similar to mine."

Du Ting held the bowl in one hand, put the chopsticks in the bowl, and took a bite out of a bun in his pocket with the other hand, "You mean old Shuai Song has nothing to do with his hairstyle?"

Rarely clever once.

Ye Jiaqing: "You should be handsome with a bald head. You are tall, your head is not big, and your facial features are three-dimensional. You must be more handsome than your current hairstyle."

His tone was gentle and gentle, and it didn't sound like a lie.

Du Ting was immediately made happy.

"When is it going to rain?" Ni Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom, weakly, "I saw the notice from the class that the mountain in front of our teaching building has landslide."

Ye Jiaqing was taken aback: "Landslide?"

"Well, just last night, that road was blocked, and the mud and water flowed to the parking lot in front of our teaching building and the artificial lake." Ni Xiaoxiao took a bun in her pocket, "But fortune and misfortune depend on each other. , I read that the class assistant said that the school could just use this reason to ask for money from the higher authorities to dig up the mountain and build another building."

"..."

"Anyway, you should pay attention to yourselves these two days. Don't wear too expensive shoes, they will definitely not stand up to it."

"it is good."

The landslide was more exaggerated than they imagined.

This hill is not as high as the Xiaonan Mountain behind their library, and the soil inside is so soft that it cannot stand the heavy rain all night. Anyway, every time it rains heavily, it collapses a little bit. After a long time, the inside is completely soaked It was soft and drenched, and it collapsed all at once.

Ye Jiaqing's class in the afternoon is a professional class in his own college. He specially changed into a pair of black boots, and the students all jumped over the rocks with umbrellas.

He has good balance, and he walks effortlessly, even if he jumps over, he can stabilize himself.

Song Nanqi held him, afraid that he would fall.

Du Ting had slipped on the back several times, and he never stopped cursing.

"Shouldn't the class be suspended in this situation?",

"It's even more difficult than when my dad went to school when he was a child. My dad can't say he was that time anymore."

"Ye Jiaqing, are all your dancers so well balanced?"

"Ni Xiaoer, pull me, pull me, my foot is stuck in the mud!"

Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing had already passed by. Ye Jiaqing looked down at the yellow mud on the shoes and sighed, "Ban Zhu said that someone will come to clean the road at night."

"It also said that the school is going to build a joint venture building with the neighbor next door."

"However, the class assistant said that this is the school making big cakes."

Du Ting had already walked over with difficulty. He was wearing flip-flops and his face was expressionless from the cold. He quickly took out a pair of canvas shoes from his schoolbag and used the faucet next to the artificial lake to flush the mud on his feet.

The other three: "..." Although Du Ting's basketball skills are so-so, he likes to buy sneakers. Letting him wear his precious shoes to walk this way is no different from killing him.

Ye Jiaqing was about to ask Du Ting if it was cold, when Song Nanqi beside him squatted down.

Song Nanqi took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag, and wiped off the mud on Ye Jiaqing's shoes bit by bit.

Looking around, Ye Jiaqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He also squatted down, his clothes and hat were fluffy, his eyes were as bright as a deer in the forest, "Mr. Song, are you too particular?"

Song Nanqi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Dirty kid."

Ye Jiaqing blinked.

Dirty kid?

It's obviously not a good word, but Song Nanqi's tone was indifferent, and he could hear the helpless and doting voice in it.

Ye Jiaqing tilted her head and looked at Song Nanqi's shoes.

Very clean.

Seeing Song Nanqi's serious appearance, Ye Jiaqing felt itchy for a moment, and poked Song Nanqi's face with his finger, "Why aren't your shoes dirty?"

"The walking habits are different." Song Nanqi glanced at Ye Jiaqing, "The other one."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqing moved a little so that the other foot was in front.

Ni Xiaoxiao looked down at the two of them with a complicated expression, "Are you elementary school students?"

Ye Jiaqing raised his head and smiled innocently at him.

Ni Xiaoxiao: "..." Beauty is invincible, and he also eats it.

Du Ting washed his feet, changed his shoes and came over, "Let's go."

"Hey, did you see that Ban Zhu posted in the group that he was going to dinner at night? His treat seems to be going abroad?"

going abroad?

On the way to the classroom, Ni Xiaoxiao said: "If you want to study medicine, it is best to go abroad, but if the school you go to study is not as good as the one in China, then don't engage in those fancy things."

Du Ting nodded, "I'm not going out anyway, I can't eat outside food, I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination and I want to choose the medical university in Xijing."

Ye Jiaqing heard that they kept talking about going abroad. It is very common for medical students to go abroad. Some hospitals even directly indicate in the recruitment notice that they hope to have study abroad experience. Needless to say, the thesis is a very basic requirement. and conditions.

"Teacher Song, what about you?" Ye Jiaqing asked in a low voice.

"My father graduated from Oxford University, and I'm still considering other schools." Song Nanqi was calm and composed.

If it were someone else, they might start saying things like "Baby, I will not go abroad because of you". Unfortunately, he is Song Nanqi, and his boyfriend is not a hypocritical kid.

Ye Jiaqing stuffed his hand into Song Nanqi's pocket, "I still like domestic, and Xijing Medical University is also good, I can be with Du Ting."

"Oxford, I'm definitely not good." Ye Jiaqing is very self-aware. On weekdays, it is difficult to feel the gap between him and Song Nanqi, but when it comes to this kind of hard work, the gap is immediately revealed.

Ye Jiaqing definitely couldn't say something like "Oxford University? I'm still considering whether to go or not".

Song Nanqi pondered for a while, "There are still four years left, if you work hard, it won't be difficult."

Ye Jiaqing's scalp seemed to have been pricked by a needle.

He raised his head almost in fear, and met Song Nanqi's serious eyes.

There was a lump in his throat, hairs on his back.

"I think it's quite difficult." Ye Jiaqing took his hand out of Song Nanqi's pocket, ran up the stairs quickly through the crowd, Song Nanqi didn't even grab a piece of his clothes.

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao followed, "Old Song, why is Ye Jiaqing running? Urgent urgency?"

Song Nanqi turned his head to the side, expressionless, "I told him that if you work hard, you can get into Oxford."

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao: "..."

They looked at each other, and ran away together in a tacit understanding.

"Du Ting, don't fucking push me."

"Lao Song is getting more and more perverted, love Ye Jiaqing for a second."

"..."

There were a total of forty people in their class, and more than a dozen people didn't go to the dinner party. There was something in the club, and there was an elective class in the evening. Ye Jiaqing thought it was okay anyway, so she deducted 1 from the group.

If he went, Song Nanqi would definitely go too.

Needless to say, Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao, who can not eat the food that comes here?

The afternoon class is anatomy. This book is very thick and has many chapters. According to the teacher's progress, it should be half of this semester and half of next semester.

10 minutes break between classes.

Ye Jiaqing went out to answer the phone.

"What's the matter?" His tone was very cold.

"Secretary Xu told me yesterday that he didn't send you back to school, but your boyfriend picked you up?" Ye Si's tone was full of concern.

"Ah."

"Are you guys in class now?" Ye Si could hear the noisy voices here, even though Ye Jiaqing was not in the classroom, there were still many students coming and going in the corridor, "Give him the phone."

Ye Jiaqing leaned against the wall, angry and helpless, "Just tell me what you want to say."

"I don't agree with what you're doing."

"You don't need to agree."

"Ye Jiaqing!" Ye Si's voice faintly revealed a sense of despair, "Do you want to be like your mother? You are young and have experienced few things. You don't know anything. I am doing it for your own good."

The last sentence fell like a mountain.

Ye Jiaqing couldn't arbitrarily say that Ye Si was wrong, but there was a discrepancy between himself and Ye Si because of their different identities.

From Ye Si's point of view, it doesn't seem difficult to understand, because she has experienced it herself, so she doesn't want her son to experience it again. She is Ye Jiaqing's mother, so naturally she only thinks about him personally. Others, whether it is Song Nanqi or others, It's not within the scope of what she should consider.

"Live a good life with uncle." Ye Jiaqing said weakly.

He lowered his eyes and leaned against the wall, looking at his clean shoes.

If Song Nanqi's shoes didn't appear in his field of vision, he felt that he could still chat with Ye Si, he slowly raised his eyes, Song Nanqi's eyes were dim, and he said softly: "I heard everything, give me the phone."

Ye Jiaqing involuntarily put the phone in Song Nanqi's palm.

Song Nanqi didn't walk away, he was still standing in front of Ye Jiaqing.

He put the earphone to his ear, "Auntie, hello, I'm Song Nanqi."

After Song Nanqi answered the phone, Ye Jiaqing looked away. He knew what Ye Si would say, so he couldn't bear to look at Song Nanqi.

"Well, he mentioned it to me."

"29 days."

"know."

"clear."

"it is good."

Song Nanqi kept affirming and answering, Ye Jiaqing turned his head suspiciously, Ye Si couldn't have said anything nice.

Ye Jiaqing leaned over to hear what Ye Si was saying.

It was even uglier than Ye Jiaqing imagined.

"You don't need to show off your family background to me. It's better to have more family background than your family background, but in my opinion, family background and character can't be directly proportional."

"You are young now, stimulated by hormones, you start to pledge each other, and you will hurt yourself in the end. Now your main task is to study. You are the same age as Ye Jiaqing, and the maturity level is almost the same. I don't think that if either of you meets in the future When encountering setbacks and difficulties, the other party has the ability to propose solutions.”

"You don't have to make promises to me, you are all childish dreamers now."

After a long time, Song Nanqi whispered, "I will prove it to you with actions."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Si hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone coming from the receiver, Ye Jiaqing immediately took the phone back and turned off the screen, "Mr. Song, don't be sad, my mother is like this."

Such a proud Song Nanqi, who is down-to-earth and follows the rules, is a person as pure as a god. In Ye Si's mouth, he is worthless.

Ye Si didn't even have the patience to listen to him. No matter how good he was, he couldn't become a bonus for a mother.

"She's right." Song Nanqi raised his hand and rubbed Ye Jiaqing's hair, "Promise is the most unreliable thing, Wuwu, I've never made a promise to you."

Ye Jiaqing was taken aback, as if it was true.

Song Nanqi never said to him such words as "we will always be together" or "I want to love you forever".

"I love you." When Ye Jiaqing was still thinking about the meaning of Song Nanqi's words, he heard Song Nanqi say in a very formal tone.

When he said this, the peace of mind committee member and study committee member of his class happened to pass by behind.

From their eyes and movements, Ye Jiaqing was sure that they heard it.

"But, didn't we make a plan?" After Ye Jiaqing asked, he felt that he was the one who didn't know how to fall in love, what was he talking about.

"The plan comes from reality. It is not a promise to you, but to myself."

Any one of them is asking Song Nanqi himself.

Song Nanqi wants to tutor Ye Jiaqing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Song Nanqi should always pay attention to Ye Jiaqing's mental state and so on.

Ye Jiaqing was the beneficiary in his plan.

"Those are things that can be controlled subjectively, things that can be controlled, and we will do what we say." Song Nanqi means, "I love you" is not subject to subjective control, so there is no way to promise.

Ye Jiaqing wanted to confront Song Nanqi's theory, "But I will always like you."

Song Nanqi had sporadic smiles in his eyes, "Now you want to always like me."

Ye Jiaqing felt a little sad, "Then what do you mean, maybe you won't like me in the future?"

"I believe I will always like you."

"Then you just said that this is something that cannot be promised."

"I didn't promise you."

"then you"

Ye Jiaqing was dazzled by Song Nanqi, he didn't know how to continue asking, and Song Nanqi kissed him after he struggled.

His chin was pinched and hurt, he let out a soft cry, his lips were gently grinded and bitten by the other party's teeth, Song Nanqi's other hand stuck to the back of his neck, pinching and rubbing it gently, Immobilize him.

Before class was about to start, Song Nanqi slowly let go of him. He wiped off the color of water on Ye Jiaqing's lips with his thumb, and said slowly, "I firmly believe that I will always love you."

He backed away, looking at Ye Jiaqing who was dazzled by the kiss, couldn't help laughing, and with a smile, the frosty indifference disappeared.

"Grandfather told me that what is to be done should not be talked about all the time, but I think I should make it official with you once."

"I will report your situation at school to my aunt every week, and she may gradually feel relieved."

After Song Nanqi finished speaking, Ye Jiaqing's mind went blank.

When he realized it, Song Nanqi had already gone back to the classroom before him.

Ye Jiaqing chased after him and asked, "Teacher Song, are you going to fight poison with poison?"

Song Nanqi didn't speak, Ye Jiaqing felt more and more that he had guessed right.

"Ms. Song, why are you so bad? Do you want to annoy her to death?"

Song Nanqi sat down, opened the book, and remained calm as usual, "You think too much."

"Then I won't ask." Ye Jiaqing saw that the teacher had already walked up to the podium, and he sat down too, pausing for a few seconds as if pressing the pause button, and then he snatched it from Song Nanqi's hands with lightning speed. over his book.

On the second page of the book cover, where Song Nanqi wrote his name, Ye Jiaqing drew a small black love heart on the back, followed by his own name, and then returned the book.

Song Nanqi's thin lips parted lightly: "Childish."

Ye Jiaqing turned to the page where she wrote her name, "Teacher Song, leave a name?"

The person who just said Ye Jiaqing was childish leaned over and wrote his name on the paper.

After Song Nanqi finished writing, the nib of the pen paused for a moment, then retreated, and between his and Ye Jiaqing's names, he drew a small love heart the size of a grain of rice.