The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai froze for a moment, and then realized that Qi Hangzhi's expression didn't seem so happy.

For some reason, he suddenly said: "Why don't you go out to eat, the cafeteria is boring."

Qi Hang looked straight at him and nodded.

There is a lot of food around Fifth Middle School, so Yi Huai picked out Mala Tang at random, and before going in, he turned his head and looked at Qi Hangzhi with a questioning gaze.

Qi Hang let out a "huh" and stepped over Yi Huai's shoulder to help him open the door. The figures of the two overlapped on the alloy sliding door.

There were already quite a few students from No. [-] Middle School sitting inside. When they saw the two of them eating together, they unconsciously raised their heads to look around.

Now that the weather has completely cooled down, as soon as the door is opened, there will be warm air steaming towards the face, accompanied by a faint aroma of food.

Yi Huai and Qi Hangzhi finished picking up things and were going to weigh them. When they walked to the counter, Yi Huai stopped Qi Hangzhi: "It's agreed that I'll come."

Qi Hang didn't argue with him, he took the seat by himself, scalded the chopsticks carefully with boiling water, took out a piece of paper and wiped the table and chairs clean.

When paying the bill, the boss asked Yi Huai what level of spiciness he wanted for the two servings. Yi Huai still remembered that when Qi Hang went back to eat barbecue, he didn't touch the spice at all, so he pointed to the other's serving and said, "This one wants clear soup."

Then he pointed to his own: "Mine is more spicy."

"Okay," the boss deftly used a cylindrical colander to fill two servings of Malatang and threw them into the pot, and then praised Yi Huai with a smile, "Young man likes spicy food, so he will definitely be the man who can manage the house in the future."

It was the first time Yi Huai heard this statement, and felt it was very novel, so he also smiled.

He found Qi Hangzhi's table, and when he sat down, the other party asked him casually, "What are you laughing at?"

Yi Huai then repeated the boss's words: "The boss said that I can be the boss if I eat spicy food."

Qi Hang stared at him with pitch-black eyes, and said after a while: "Okay, you will be in charge from now on."

Yi Huai was startled, feeling that the other party meant something, he went through this sentence twice in his heart, and finally said nothing.

It would be embarrassing if he was self-indulgent.

This Malatang restaurant is mainly engaged in the business of fifth middle school students, afraid of delaying their evening self-study. Looking directly at it, the soup is much clearer and less watery.

When Yi Huai picked up the chopsticks, he felt the slightly warm residual temperature on them. Of course, he didn't think the boss's service was so considerate, so he asked while holding a stuffed fish ball, "Did you iron the chopsticks for me?"

"Well, otherwise it's not clean." Qi Hang said bluntly.

He watched Yi Huai put the fish ball wrapped in red oil into his mouth, and a second later he heard the other party gasp, "It's so spicy."

Qi Hang sighed straight away: "Why don't you have a long memory."

He was referring to the last time when the basketball team went to eat barbecue, Yi Huai was so hot that the chili sauce made him flop around like a dying fish.

Coincidentally, Yi Huai also thought of that meal just now, and the memory of the basketball game suddenly flooded into his mind with warmth. Obviously only a month has passed, but when he thinks about those cheers, it seems like a lifetime ago.

Yi Huai's voice became a little muffled, perhaps choking on the fish balls: "It's been a long time since I played basketball like that."

He didn't explain what "that" was, but Qi Hang understood what he meant.

Happy, simple, carefree.

Yi Huai swallowed the fish balls and took a few sips of water: "If I go to the ordinary class..."

He didn't have time to say the following words, but just stared at Qi Hangzhi with wide eyes.

Because Qi Hang directly took the Mala Tang in front of him, and then gave him the untouched one.

Yi Huai asked cautiously, "Don't you like spicy food?"

Qi Hang didn't have much expression on his face: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't eat it often."

Yi Huai was surprised to find that Qi Hang's face didn't change when he ate his bowl of Malatang, and he was calmer than when he was doing the experiment.

It seems that this person can eat spicy food better than him.

Yi Huai said out of nowhere: "You can be the head of the family in the future."

Qi Hang paused after listening, and Yi Huai realized what he said.

He covered his mouth and coughed, and quickly changed the subject: "...Well, are you not very happy today?"

Qi Hang didn't answer the conversation right away, because he didn't want to put too much pressure on Yi Huai. He could see that Yi Huai looked lonely when he mentioned going to the regular class.

Yi Huai noticed Qi Hang's pause, and immediately said: "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but you have helped me so much in my studies, and I can help you with these things."

"How can you help me?" Qi Hang asked directly.

Yi Huai gave him an example: "For example, coaxing you, taking you to have fun, it's just a matter of your words."

"Yeah." Qi Hang said bluntly.

Yi Huai was a little dazed: "What does that mean?"

Qi Hang looked at him nonchalantly: "Coax me, take me to have fun, didn't you say it, it's just a matter of my words."

"Oh, then your sentence is quite brief." Yi Huai rubbed his ears.

After a pause, he looked around like a thief, approached Qi Hang and whispered, "Squad leader, are you sure?"

"What?" Qi Hang raised his eyebrows.

Yi Huai risked being beaten by the other party and said: "To have fun, you have to study late at night, do you want to try?"

"Okay." Qi Hang said lazily.

Hearing these words, Yi Huai felt that Qi Hangzhi's mood seemed to have recovered a little.

After reaching an agreement on the matter of self-study in the evening, the two of them did not worry about eating, and waited until the people in the store had left at sevens and eights before getting up and going out.

"Actually, today's self-study is at the right time, place and people." Yi Huai gave Qi Hang a straightforward analysis, "It's the biology teacher watching the self-study. He doesn't care about anything. He just sits there and plays with his mobile phone. He will leave when the time comes. The two of them couldn't tell at all."

"So experienced," Qi Hang raised his eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

"An exciting place, let you have a good time." Yi Huai smiled maliciously.

When he brought Qi Hang straight to the door of the Internet cafe he frequented, he found that the other party looked a little disappointed.

"This is what you said, the exciting and happy place?" Qi Hang looked at Yi Huai with indescribable eyes, and confirmed to him.

Yi Huai took it for granted: "Yes, otherwise where do you think it is?"

Qi Hang stopped for a while, as if suppressing some kind of cheated anger: "I didn't think it was anywhere."

Yi Huai was about to take Qi Hang straight into the Internet cafe with a big swagger, when he was suddenly blocked by a little boy whose height was only around his waist.

The little boy blinked and asked aggrievedly: "Brother, can you help me find my mother?"

Yi Huai was stunned: "Where can I go to change you into a mother?"

The little boy pursed his lips: "I'm lost."

He was about to cry as he spoke, Yi Huai was most afraid of hearing a child cry, so he quickly asked, "Then do you have your mother's phone number?"

The little boy said yes, Yi Huai breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone and called the number he had memorized, and opened his mouth and said, "Hello ma'am, don't believe me, your son is in my hands."