Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

There were coriander and chili floating on the surface of the oil in the large porcelain bowl. The fragrance was very fragrant, and it looked a little spicy. Meng Yu touched his aching stomach, but he still didn't dare to put down his chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat?" Wei Borong noticed that he was holding the chopsticks stiffly and tangled up.

Meng Yu stared blankly at the steaming maocai, forced out a sentence "I don't like it very much", twisted his face and put down his chopsticks and did not move.

It's not that I don't like it, but that I don't want to eat it. I ate it with my mother before. I don't know if it was too spicy or something else. Meng Yu went home for two days and almost prolapsed.

Later, Meng Yu's mother took him to the hospital for an examination, and he was diagnosed with chronic gastritis. Since then, Meng Yu's mother never dared to take him to eat hot food, and the dishes she cooked were also bland.

Over the years, Meng Yu has never even eaten hot pot a few times, except for medicine and food regulation.

He didn't eat much at noon, and he was hungry now, so Meng Yu thought about buying some bread and milk after Wei Borong finished eating.

Meng Yu's reaction reminded Wei Borong of the light food he ate at noon. At that time, Meng Yu stared straight at the vegetables in his bowl and swallowed, obviously wanting to eat them. It's the same now, but he hesitated for a long time without touching them.

Wei Borong thought of a possibility and asked, "You have a bad stomach?"

Meng Yu looked up at him and nodded.

"Why didn't you say it?" Wei Borong stopped his chopsticks, his expression darkened terribly.

A man who changes his face when he says he will change his face, an uncertain man.

Meng Yu pursed her lips, and her voice was a little low: "That's because you want to eat, I didn't say anything."

It sounds like a complaint, but there is something weird about it.

Wei Boxuan squinted his eyes and probed into Meng Yu's expression: "Why did you come here when I told you to eat? Are you guilty of what happened at noon?"

"Meng Yu, you don't look like this kind of person."

Meng Yu, who was seen through, clenched his hands on his legs, and said with a sulky face, "Who would feel guilty for that kind of thing? I know what kind of person I am. Do you know me? Just talk to yourself there."

Wei Bolong stared at him deeply, let out a breath for a while, and called the waiter to order two bowls of hot water.

What do you need water for?Meng Yu was surprised, if you want to drink water, don't drink hot ones.

The waiter put the water bowl on the table and left. Wei Borong silently picked up two slices of pork belly, rinsed off the oil and chili in the bowl and threw it into Meng Yu's bowl.

"It shouldn't be spicy anymore, but it also lost its taste." Wei Borong boiled two more yams.

Feeling complicated for a while, Meng Yu picked up the chopsticks hesitantly, and slowly put the meat into his mouth, it really didn't taste good.

He quietly looked at Wei Borong, the man was very focused on eating, and he didn't forget to pick up some dishes and throw them to himself from time to time.

In fact, Wei Bo said to him, he is a very nice person.

After the meal, Meng Yu still couldn't say a word of apology.

Going downstairs to check out, Wei Borong walked in front, Meng Yu looked at his back ecstatically, and suddenly found that his shoulders were wider than his own, and his stature was also stronger than his own.

Raising his arm and comparing it with the person in front, it is true that Wei Borong's arms are thicker.

"No wonder you have so much strength..." Meng Yu muttered.

Wei Borong turned to look at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Subconsciously read it, Meng Yu reacted and waved his hands in a panic, smiling stiffly: "It's nothing."

Wei Borong raised his eyebrows, it's not like he didn't hear it.

When they arrived at the checkout counter, Meng Yu was about to take out his wallet, but Wei Borong had already pulled out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, asking the proprietress, "How much is it?"

The proprietress flipped through the book, and said with a smile: "No. 26, right, plus rice, the total is 99, just scan this QR code for WeChat payment."

Wei Borong scanned the QR code without saying a word.

Wei Borong finished paying the money on his own, and Meng Yu was still a little stunned. Didn't Wei Borong say in the morning...that he has no money on him? ?What is the situation now?

The two of them walked out of the counterfeit maocai gate, and the temperature suddenly rose. The sun had not yet fully set, and the breeze was blowing, blowing the hot air in the air. Not only did it not cool down, but it became hotter.

With a cold face, Meng Yu walked fast and fast, regardless of whether Wei Borong followed or not, he crossed the road full of people.

He took back what he said before, Wei Borong was simply too bad.

There has to be a limit to deceiving people, right? To cheat his sympathy, do you really think he is an honest person who is easy to bully?

Wei Borong didn't know why Meng Yu was fine just now, but suddenly he left him and rushed forward.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the small supermarket next to the Maocai shop, thought of the sweat on Meng Yu's forehead, turned around and went into the supermarket to buy two packs of wet tissues and frozen mineral water.

Meng Yu pursed his lips and returned to the classroom holding his breath. As soon as he sat down on his front feet, Zhou Li, Jing Zewen, and monitor Li Yu arrived behind him.

Zhou Li was holding an exquisite packaging bag, and he knew it was Jing Zewen's small cake at a glance.

Jing Zewen bought a bag of popsicles and went back to the classroom to scatter around. He has a bad temper, but he is stupid and generous with money.

The girls in the class are afraid of him because of his looks, but after getting along for a long time, they will find that this man is not bad, but stupid, and has an indescribable attachment to Meng Yu.

Scattered to Meng Yu, Jing Zewen gave him two, Meng Yu relieved the depression in his heart, and took one.

"You love to sweat, eat two!" Jing Zewen bit the popsicle, and couldn't help but give the rest to Meng Yu.

Meng Yu took off the packaging bag and ate the popsicles in small bites. It happened that Jing Zewen had just scattered the popsicles, and Wei Borong came back.

Seeing him coming back, Meng Yu carried a plastic bag in his hand, and quickly looked away from the window. His mood that had improved a bit fell to the bottom of the valley again because of Wei Borong.

Thinking of the whole afternoon of feeling guilty and irritated about what happened at noon, Meng Yu felt that he was stupid enough to be so depressed that he wanted to apologize to that kind of person.

What Wei Borong did was obviously more excessive than his, so why should he apologize to him!

Meng Yu felt that he was really stunned, he was the one who was treated too much!

The popsicle melted, and the water dripped on the tiger's mouth. Meng Yu came back to his senses, fearing that there would be more drips, so he raised the popsicle to enclose the bottom part and stuck out his tongue to lick it clean.

Wei Borong, who was closely watching Meng Yu's every move, breathed slightly, walked over quickly with a sullen face, took out the wet tissue in the bag and threw it on Meng Yu's desk.

Meng Yu lazily raised his eyelids, first saw the wet tissue on the table, then looked up, saw that the person in front of him was Wei Borong, and silently rolled his eyes at him.

"Why?" The popsicle stopped dripping, and Meng Yu bit it, his lips were moist and redder than usual, reminding Wei Borong of the incident in the alley that night for no reason.

He likes men, and he kisses Meng Yu out of a teasing mentality, because he is very uncomfortable seeing Meng Yu pretending, and Meng Yu is too good at disguising, smiling in front of others... This made Wei Borong give birth to tearing the mask bad idea.

I have to admit that Wei Borong has a bad taste hidden in his heart.

Perhaps people will have this kind of thinking, the more beautiful things are, the more they want to destroy them, so that they can reveal their original appearance, even if this kind of thinking is just a flash.

Restraining Chiguo's gaze, Wei Borong took out the mineral water from the bag again, and put it on Meng Yu's table regardless of the water dripping from the bottle.

"You have sweat on your face." After speaking, he turned and returned to his seat.

Meng Yu followed his words and touched his face, it was really sticky.

I don't know what Wei Borong meant, and he bought wet tissues and mineral water without saying a word, which made Meng Yu's anger seem superfluous and powerless.

Meng Yu felt that he couldn't understand Wei Borong more and more, so he got up, came to Wei Borong's side with a smile, and gave him the extra popsicle that he couldn't eat.

"Jing Zewen, please, I happen to have more here." The gentle attitude was completely different from before.

Wei Borong glanced at the popsicle, and seeing Meng Yu's bright smile, he took it immediately.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jing Zewen, who had witnessed the whole process, gritted his teeth secretly, and complained to Zhou Li, who was frowning tightly, in a mocking tone: "Is Wei Borong showing off his hospitality? Heh, he is afraid that I will sue the teacher, and he is willing to be a dog's leg .”

"No, he's not afraid." Zhou Li said firmly.

Jing Zewen glared at him, "You know? So sure? He's a new transferer who has only been transferred for a few days..."

Zhou Li covered his noisy mouth, leaned back sideways, with a slight smile on his face, "Yes, he is a new transfer, and he dared to confront you on the first day, do you think he will be afraid?"

As he said that, his tone turned cold in vain: "If you sue the teacher, what will the teacher really do to him? Even if it happens, he can transfer to another school. Besides, you should open your eyes and take a good look. Yu is not bad, what you read at noon today may not be true, Meng Yu... Forget it, think about it for yourself, don't get so hot that Meng Yu is so perfect and good."

"People are multi-faceted." At the end, I summed it up.

Jing Zewen slapped his hand away in disgust, the calluses on his hand made his mouth hurt.

No matter how stubborn Jing Zewen was, he could hear Zhou Li's implication. He looked back and forth between Wei Borong and Meng Yu in doubt. He didn't know how to refute for a while. .

At that time, Meng Yu was in the lead...

"Zhou Li, don't just say half of what you said, okay, I won't take you like this!" Jing Zewen rubbed his hair, cut off the memory, and subconsciously prevented him from recalling and exploring.

He just needs to know and keep in mind that Meng Yu is a very good person.

Zhou Li smiled slightly, sat upright, and had no intention of going further, those were not what Jing Zewen wanted to know.

Self-study in the evening and after school, living in the same building and being door-to-door neighbors, Meng Yu naturally went with Wei Borong.

After walking in the classroom for most of the time, Jing Zewen hadn't tidied up yet. Seeing Meng Yu and Wei Borong walking out of the classroom one after the other, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and he remembered that Meng Yu had said that the two were neighbors and walked the same way. It seems that there is nothing strange about it.

Jing Zewen didn't think about it anymore, he packed his bag and left with Zhou Li and Li Yu who had been waiting for a long time.

The whole city is full of flashing neon lights, colorful and luxurious, making it easy to get caught up in it.

Facing the slightly hot evening wind, Meng Yu took Wei Borong on the bus home.

There were not many people in the car, Meng Yu sat down in the last seat, subconsciously touched the bag, it was empty, and then remembered that the things had been snatched by the people next to him.

The car started slowly and stopped at the intersection.

The profiles of the two were reflected in the window.

Meng Yu looked out the window, took a deep breath, and suddenly said, "It's noon today, I'm sorry."

The author has something to say: make up what you say and do it, la la la!