Shen Qinghe put down his cell phone with a smile, and walked out of the cafeteria with Wen Jingjing supporting each other.
Maybe it was because he ate too much. When he arrived at the dormitory, Shen Qinghe fell on the bed motionless, while Wen Jingjing, who was straight, ran directly to the toilet.
"Jimei! Where are the Jianweixiaoshi tablets?" Shen Qinghe lay on the railing and tried to call Wen Jingjing in the toilet.
"If you hold on for a while, it won't be good to take medicine!" Wen Jingjing lifted her pants, climbed onto her bed, and rubbed her belly to speed up her digestion.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Gu Xiao and Chen Anzhi, who were busy outside, came back, but she still felt uncomfortable.
"Did Qinghe eat too much again?" Chen Anzhi put down the book and reached out to rub her head.
"You can't digest well, so you still eat so much?" Gu Xiao went to the medicine box to look for Jianweixiaoshi tablets, "It seems that the spare one last time has been finished."
The last hope was shattered. Shen Qinghe took out his personal account and posted a message in the circle of friends:
I was probably the first person to be strangled to death!
After sending the message, I picked up my gaming phone and tried to divert my attention. As soon as I went online, the invitation from Yingxiong popped up and I accepted his invitation.
"I'm @you in the group, why are you ignoring me?" Xiongzhi started asking questions as soon as he came up.
Shen Qinghe, who felt guilty, dared to say that he had two WeChat accounts. He silently logged into his work account on the game console and found that he had @ him several times. He responded with a laugh: "I didn't have time to reply. When I saw your message, I immediately became the king!"
"Sister He Ye's voice is so nice!" The speaker was Ti Zi.
Shen Qinghe was a little embarrassed about the compliment from someone he didn't know, and tried to change the subject: "Thank you, are it just the four of us?"
She clearly remembers five people in the group.
"Oh, Yinhe left in a hurry just now. He doesn't know what he was doing. Let's recruit one!" Xiongzhi explained.
After several consecutive games, Shen Qinghe had a wonderful gaming experience: she played the middle lane, and the jungler would not interfere with the lane, and even took the initiative to help her fight the opponent's blue; she played the support, so she didn't need to go up to start a group, she just followed behind. Just a head is fine.
When matching, I took a look at the other phone. I saw a message from Jiang Yao fifteen minutes ago. I clicked on it to check it out.
Jiang Yao: Go downstairs.
Shen Qinghe hurriedly canceled the match and explained while getting out of bed: "I have something to do, so I'll get off first."
I put on my slippers and went downstairs without even having time to put on my coat.
Even though the nights in early autumn are not as biting as those in winter, they are still cool.
I couldn't imagine how he, who always suffered from motion sickness, had to drive for half an hour to get here and wait patiently for her for fifteen minutes.
Just after leaving the dormitory building, Shen Qinghe looked around.
The street lights were dim, and in the haziness, I could vaguely see a person sitting on a bench not far away. I took a few steps towards him, and the black figure gradually became clear and stopped.
The man was leaning against the back of the chair, holding a cigarette between his pale fingers. He slowly put it to his mouth, took a puff, and held it for a long time before spitting it out. The smoke was lingering in the air.
The hat of the sweater covered half of his face, so his expression could not be seen, but his dejection could still be clearly felt.
"Jiang Yao?" The voice was somewhat uncertain.
The man raised his head, put out his cigarette, took off his hat, and walked towards her.
He was dressed in black, as if he was coming in the night.
Getting closer, Shen Qinghe sniffed lightly without leaving any trace, and frowned lightly.
When did he learn to smoke?
I bit my lip, but still didn't ask.
Jiang Yao kept his eyes lowered, his face sullen, and said nothing.
Following his line of sight, Shen Qinghe curled up his toes in embarrassment, trying to hide it. He glanced up at him, then lowered his head and whispered in a low voice: "Listen to my quibbles, no, please explain."
Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at her and raised an eyebrow, indicating that she could quibble.
After struggling for a while, I still didn't know how to explain why I came down wearing slippers.
"What? You haven't thought about your defense yet?" Jiang Yao's tone did not change, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
With a few rustlings, he took off his clothes, put them on her body, and tightened his coat for her: "There are stomach and digestive tablets in my pocket."
"So, did you come all the way to deliver medicine to me?" Shen Qinghe blurted out the question in his heart.
The straightforward question made Jiang Yao stiffen, and in a moment he had that careless smile on his face again: "Looking forward to it?"
Shen Qinghe didn't understand what he meant and looked at him blankly.
"I was playing nearby, and my aunt asked me to drop by." She lifted her bangs in front of her forehead, revealing her beautiful forehead and browbones.
Shen Qinghe stared at him without saying a word, as if he had returned to that early autumn again.
"Does it look good?" Jiang Yao leaned towards her, his voice was very low, and he teased her in her ear.
The moment he bent down and came closer, Shen Qinghe's five senses seemed to have been terminated. He could only feel the blood rising all over his body, and could not even hear what he said.
The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the scent of wood hit her face, and the smell in her ears made her unable to think. She just nodded subconsciously: "It would be better if you can touch your abdominal muscles."
I accidentally said what was on my mind.
Jiang Yao's figure flashed, his eyes were subtle, and he chuckled.
He held her wrist, feeling the stiffness of her limbs, and couldn't help but laugh: "Coward."
coward?
Shen Qinghe touched it quickly, a blush appeared on his face, he took half a step back, and exclaimed: "That's it? It's not as good as the few I touched before."
I regretted not touching it for a few more seconds. The abdominal muscles I got were gone. It was the first time in my life!
Jiang Yao's eyes dimmed, he straightened up and raised his hand to rub her soft hair: "Go back, it's cold at night."
"Yeah." The voice was too low to be heard.
She turned around and trotted back to the dormitory building, stopped at the stairs, turned around and waved to Jiang Yao, who was still there.
Jiang Yao put one hand in his pocket and gently raised his chin towards the stairs, signaling her to go in quickly.
When she ran to the dormitory, the blush on Shen Qinghe's face had not gone away.
Wen Jingjing, who was sharp-eyed, noticed the man's coat on her body and sniffed it: "There is adultery!"
Chen Anzhi and Gu Xiao immediately put down their mobile phones, grabbed Shen Qinghe, and pressed her on a chair, as if she was about to be executed.
Looking at the soft and weak Shen Qinghe, Wen Jingjing showed a lewd smile: "Be honest, whose coat is it? What were you doing in such a hurry?"
The other two nodded in cooperation.
Shen Qinghe was quite helpless: "My younger brother is here to deliver medicine."
"Brother?" The three of them said in unison, knowing that Shen Qinghe was an only daughter.
"Jiang Yao, the son of my mother's best friend."
"Jiang Yao? He enrolled in our school?"
Wen Jingjing was a little unbelievable. He had good grades in his freshman year of high school, so how could he enroll in such an average school? She recalled that when they were registering for the college entrance examination two years ago, he suddenly asked her which schools Shen Qinghe applied for, and she seemed to understand a little bit.
"Well, I'm addicted to games and my grades are declining."
Wen Jingjing swallowed her words "Does he like you" silently? Maybe she understood it wrong.
Nothing happened, so the four people dispersed and went about their own business.
After Shen Qinghe took the medicine, he lay down for a while. Feeling a little thirsty, he stood up and poured a cup of hot water. It was a bit hot. He subconsciously touched his earlobe, and the sight of him approaching appeared in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, his face turned red again.
The vibrating sound of her cell phone startled her.
I picked it up and saw that it was the Monk Temple:
Tizi: If you can't sleep, do you need to play a few games before going to sleep?
Bearing: It can’t be hit anymore. The fourth child vomited. I need to wipe it for him.
Illiterate: What's wrong? This is.
Bearing: I don’t know why I went there, I even lost my coat.
He Ye: If you vomit, drinking some warm water will relieve the pain.
Tizi: It’s different when you have girls.
Shen Qinghe was too lazy to watch them chatting. He turned on a certain music channel and happily watched the young lady's videos. When he was almost done digesting, sleepiness gradually came over him. He put down his phone and fell asleep.