On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

Zhong Jingming came again the next day, and this time he didn't even say hello to Ye Jiaqing.

During lunch time in the afternoon, he ran to Ye Jiaqing's dormitory with a bag of fruit and a few cups of milk tea.

When he came, there was no one in the dormitory. Song Nanqi was notified that the 2017 freshmen of the medical school were going to a meeting, and Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao went to the Internet cafe to play games.

Ye Jiaqing was leaning on the chair and was applying nail polish. It was a very light and tender pink color, as light as the color of Ye Jiaqing's own toenails. His skin color was fair, so it looked like strawberry jam was mixed into milk.

Zhong Jingming came in without knocking, and Ye Jiaqing swept towards the door lightly.

Zhong Jingming put the fruit in Ye Jiaqing's table on Ye Jiaqing's table. He didn't dare to look at Ye Jiaqing's feet, his eyes wandered all over the dormitory, and he said, "Let me see if you are recovering from your injury."

Ye Jiaqing slowly put on the nail polish, hugged her knees, and waited for the pink on the nails to dry slowly.

"A little bit, it's okay."

He said it indifferently, but Zhong Jingming felt very distressed.

"Should I be hospitalized?" Zhong Jingming squatted down, frowning, with a heavy worry on his face.

Ye Jiaqing: "..."

Ye Jiaqing: "I saw a doctor yesterday, and the doctor said it's all right."

Hospitalization is really too exaggerated. He thinks he is quite delicate and pretty, but he is still not so delicate.

Ye Jiaqing's voice is very soft, no matter how he speaks, the tone of his ear is gentle, comfortable and refreshing.Zhong Jingming is a carefree boy in his life, and he is a sports student, so his voice has always been quite loud, but every time he is in front of Ye Jiaqing, he even wishes to breathe slower, for fear of scaring Ye Jiaqing.

The afternoon sun dazzled people's eyes with golden light, and every piece of gold that fell on Ye Jiaqing's body became his unique light.

Zhong Jingming looked up at him, and on impulse, he left his mouth open.

"Ye Jiaqing, I like you, can you be with me?"

He fell in love with Ye Jiaqing the first time he saw Ye Jiaqing in the Sanda club. He had never seen such a gentle and good-looking boy. He never took advantage of his appearance to make trouble for no reason. When he was in the club, he would take the initiative to help with shopping. The section is delicate and gentle as a girl.

Zhong Jingming felt that Ye Jiaqing was the best and most perfect boy in the world.

He thought Ye Jiaqing would agree to him.

At least, I won't refuse it.

He's so gentle, he won't...

"I'm sorry," Ye Jiaqing lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and dense, trembling slightly, the golden beam of light on his head became like a jumping elf, he exhaled, "I don't want to fall in love for the time being."

Zhong Jingming froze for a moment, he saw the embarrassment in Ye Jiaqing's eyes.

His original intention was not to embarrass Ye Jiaqing.

And he didn't seem to have expressed his thoughts to Ye Jiaqing, it's normal for Ye Jiaqing not to know, he scared Ye Jiaqing.

But it's good for Ye Jiaqing to know now.

"Then you, will you consider me if you want to talk?" Zhong Jingming looked at Ye Jiaqing eagerly, with sweat on his forehead, and he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands.

Compared with him, Ye Jiaqing seemed to be much more at ease, not because he pretended to be more at ease, but because he had experienced this kind of confession too many times, and he didn't feel the slightest bit in his heart.

He didn't even have any interest in teasing Zhong Jingming.

In any game, after the answer is revealed, there is no point in continuing to play.

"I just consider you a friend." Seeing that the nail polish had dried, Ye Jiaqing put his feet off the stool and stuffed them into the slippers. He put his knees together, lowered his head, and frowned slightly, like a plant blooming in the light. Lingding white flowers.

Zhong Jingming hurriedly said: "I know, I know, I have always known that you have a good personality, and everyone likes to be friends with you, but... But, friends can also be considered."

Under Zhong Jingming's hopeful eyes, Ye Jiaqing shook his head slowly.

"You're my friend, that's all." Ye Jiaqing never gave people too much hope. Being gentle is his character. Provided they are voluntary.

Ye Jiaqing doesn't guide, doesn't force, besides, fanatical liking that crosses the line will make him feel uncomfortable.

Zhong Jingming used to think that he was an infatuated man who could be recorded in history, but now he feels that he is a tragic man who can be recorded in history.

Ye Jiaqing doesn't like him, doesn't like him now, and won't like him in the future.

"Then can we still be friends in the future?" Zhong Jingming didn't want to become strangers with Ye Jiaqing, so he took a step back and thought, it's okay to be friends, what if?

Ye Jiaqing smiled, "Of course."

Zhong Jingming's eyes were red.

"Thank you." It doesn't matter if you don't like it, he will always stand behind Ye Jiaqing, and will always be Ye Jiaqing's guardian and companion.

Zhong Jingming left contentedly. Before leaving, he also told Ye Jiaqing not to let the wound get wet for the next few days, and you can tell him what you want to eat on WeChat.

Ye Jiaqing nodded obediently.

He won't tell anyone specifically what he likes, and if he sighs in the circle of friends, someone will always come to his door.

These people actually know that they are not interested in them, but everyone has the words "I'm a bitch and no one cares about me" written all over their faces. Ye Jiaqing is quite helpless, he doesn't know why these people insist on liking him.

"Yo, Song Nanqi? Going out to play?" Zhong Jingming's acquaintance is for anyone, and he won't be sad for too long when Ye Jiaqing rejects him. From leaving the dormitory to walking downstairs, he was sad for 37 days seconds.

When he saw Song Nanqi, his attention was drawn away.

Before the freshmen officially start school, some pictures of outstanding freshmen have appeared on the forum. Some of them have extremely high grades, some of them are damn good-looking, and some of them have special skills and have names in the city and province. of.

Zhong Jingming felt that he was not bad at that time, he had two items, his good looks and his skills had his name,

Until a dark horse broke out.

Song Nanqi ranked first in all three categories.

The score is the first, and Zhong Jingming has to admit that he is handsome and handsome. He has the energy of the youngest son of a scholarly family, which makes people feel that he cannot be climbed. His skills are all kinds of awards in his hand.

But Zhong Jingming's hostility towards Song Nanqi was not because his ranking in the forum was higher than his own. This hostility came from an unknown sense of crisis.

But Zhong Jingming didn't know the source of this sense of crisis.

"I just went to see Ye Jiaqing." Zhong Jingming took the initiative to explain what he was doing, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone, he himself didn't know what he was embarrassing in front of Song Nanqi.

When Song Nanqi heard Ye Jiaqing's name, he paused slightly, and then gave a faint "hmm".

"Song Nanqi, don't you have any other friends?" Zhong Jingming was very curious. He saw that if Ye Jiaqing was not around Song Nanqi, he would be alone the rest of the time. Such an excellent person, how could it be?

Song Nanqi looked at him, puzzled and said, "Why do I need so many friends?"

Zhong Jingming: "..."

Hilarious!Interesting!

What can a friend do?Friends are friends, the kind that play together,

Song Nanqi was calm and composed, "I don't need too many friends, Ye Jiaqing is enough for me."

Zhong Jingming: "????"

"What do you mean?" Alarm bells rang in Zhong Jingming's mind, "What do you mean it's enough for you to have Ye Jiaqing?"

At this moment, at this second, Zhong Jingming finally knew where his hostility towards Song Nanqi came from: it was from Song Nanqi, a bastard who had a different heart than Ye Jiaqing and had a ulterior motive!

"You like Ye Jiaqing?" Zhong Jingming slowly frowned, his whole body changed, as if as long as Song Nanqi dared to nod, he could immediately pounce on Song Nanqi and start a fight.

Song Nanqi: "He is my friend, liking him is what I should do."

Zhong Jingming: "???"

grass!This logic seems to be correct!

But what seems to be wrong?

Zhong Jingming choked up.

He was speechless.

Song Nanqi's expression was as open and bright as the wind and the moon, and he stood upright, always reminiscent of vigorous evergreen plants like cypress and pine.

Anyway, you can't see what he's thinking.

Zhong Jingming thought that if Song Nanqi was not really upright and magnanimous, then the original Song Nanqi would definitely be a person with deep scheming, clever means, and deep city.

Comparing the two, Zhong Jingming hopes that Song Nanqi is the former.

He didn't want Ye Jiaqing to have such a friend. Ye Jiaqing was too innocent, and he probably didn't even react when he was swallowed into his stomach without spitting out his bones.

"If you say you are friends, you'd better do what you say." Zhong Jingming left behind a ruthless sentence that he thought was very handsome.

After Zhong Jingming left, Song Nanqi looked back at his back for two seconds.

The boy's gaze was as deep as a cold moon, and a look of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

Song Nanqi's displeasure came out of nowhere, he knew that he shouldn't be possessive of his friends, that's the qualification of a lover, but Ye Jiaqing, he is different from others.

Ye Jiaqing cocked her toes, admiring the beauty of her new nail polish and wanted to take a photo and post it on Weibo.

While he was repeatedly looking for angles, Song Nanqi came back

Ye Jiaqing turned off the camera naturally, turned her head and smiled innocently, "Are you back?"

Song Nanqi's shady possessiveness completely dissipated when he saw Ye Jiaqing, he thought, it's normal to have possessiveness towards Ye Jiaqing, after all, Ye Jiaqing is so good.

"Look, does this color look good?" Ye Jiaqing turned the chair around and sat facing Song Nanqi. He lifted up his loose trouser legs, revealing a snow-white ankle bone and bare soles.

Ye Jiaqing's feet are beautiful, the toes are round and white, the nails are neatly trimmed, the arch of the foot is just right, the instep is clean, because it is too white, and you can see the light blue blood vessels underneath if you look closely.

Not bulging blood vessels, but a very light blue color, like soft vines clinging to it.

Song Nanqi's eyes stayed on it for a while, then he looked away, "It looks good."

Ye Jiaqing looked good no matter what.

"I think so too." Ye Jiaqing was quite happy to be praised by Song Nanqi, and happily turned back to take pictures.

"What did I tell you to go to the meeting?" Ye Jiaqing took a few photos casually, took a screenshot, took out a disinfectant tissue and chatted with Song Nanqi while wiping his fingers.

He likes to chat with Song Nanqi, and Song Nanqi's serious expression is very funny.

Song Nanqi pulled out his chair and sat down, "Talk about the welcome party."

Not long after the National Day passed, it was time for the college to hold a welcome party.

Each school has its own style, like Ye Jiaqing's medical school, several regular programs every year are reciting the school motto and praising the dedication of medical workers.

For the rest, it depends on the performance of each major.

They are freshmen, and each major must produce two or more programs. The clinical major of the medical school is a popular major, with eleven classes. The tasks assigned to them are heavier. Their majors need to produce four or more programs.

"How do you say it?" Ye Jiaqing lay on the back of the chair, looking at Song Nanqi with bright eyes.

He is a cultural and entertainment committee member, and Song Nanqi will definitely tell him when the class meeting is held, but it's okay to know in advance.

"Ban Zhu asked me to ask if you would like to have a solo show." Song Nanqi's tone was indifferent, without any emotion, but he really conveyed it. Whether he would like it or not is all up to Ye Jiaqing himself.

Ye Jiaqing blinked twice.

"If you don't want to, I'll help you refuse." Song Nanqi naturally took Ye Jiaqing's affairs on himself, as if Ye Jiaqing's affairs were his affairs.

It is well known that Ye Jiaqing is popular.

His gentleness and loveliness are incomparable to Song Nanqi's indifference. Others will inevitably feel that Song Nanqi is superior and difficult to get close to. Some people always think that Song Nanqi is pretending, but Ye Jiaqing is different. He can take both men and women, and no one doesn't like him.

So during the meeting in the large classroom, their class was directly called by the senior sister who was hosting, and asked if Ye Jiaqing could make a show.

Ye Jiaqing's specialty is ballet and playing the piano, both of which are very elegant, high-class and rich in money, and it also fits Ye Jiaqing's temperament.

But Ye Jiaqing agreed to this.

So they didn't force it, they just asked Song Nanqi to ask Ye Jiaqing if he was willing, and it didn't matter if he didn't.

Who will force the little beauty to perform?

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi's sideways face, and his eyes traced inch by inch from his forehead to eyelashes and the tip of his nose. He said in a casual tone, "Ballet alone is boring, but I can do classical dance."

Song Nanqi: "Do you want to?"

Ye Jiaqing smiled, "This is also an honor for our own class."

The boy smiled so innocently, as if all the filth and filth of time hadn't entered his eyes. At this time, what he thought of was collective honor.

Ye Jiaqing was fragile. Song Nanqi originally felt affection for him, but now besides affection, there is also appreciation.

It was also Song Nanqi's honor to be able to make friends with Ye Jiaqing.