The heartthrob protagonist always wants to assist

Nan Yucheng wanted him to educate him about friendship.

He went through the hundred patterns of murdering his roommate in his mind, and planned to get the painting-like picture out of his mind.

Qin Jiheng was unhurried, and after finding a safe place to stand, he said with a smile: "Nan Yucheng, you are an adult."

"So?" Nan Yucheng raised his eyes coolly.

"You will be legally responsible for intentionally hurting someone when you become an adult." Qin Jiheng suppressed a smile: "Hey, learn to be an adult from today on."

Nan Yucheng: ...

I really want to knock your head off.

He put away his hands, and had other coping methods in his mind, and smiled on the spot: "Yes, we adults don't care about like little brothers."

Qin Jiheng frowned: "Little brother?"

"It's not who I'm targeting." Nan Yucheng smiled brightly: "I mean, everyone here is my younger brother."

Nan Yucheng wanted to say this sentence a long time ago, but he was regressing in age and didn't have a good chance.

Now a watershed called "adulthood" separates him from the rest of the senior high school students again, which makes Nan Yucheng feel particularly happy.

Qin Jiheng was itchy by what he said, and stretched out his hand to rub his head fiercely: "You dare to say it."

"People who give people quick-acting heart-relief pills as a coming-of-age gift are not qualified to speak." Nan Yucheng patted his hand away, and combed the messy hair on the top of his head to ensure his image.

"Then... Now that we are adults, do we have to give way to our underage boys?" Qin Jiheng's eyes flickered, so bright that Nanyu City couldn't even look directly at him.

"Are you still a boy?" Nan Yucheng bit the bullet and ignored his expression: "I think you are an old rascal, right?"

"So cruel?" Qin Jiheng was amused: "Are you a big girl with a yellow flower who was molested by an old rascal?"

Nan Yucheng felt that the atmosphere was developing in a more and more wrong direction. He put his hands on the study table and sat on it. He was a little taller than Qin Jiheng all of a sudden.

Nan Yucheng, who occupies a favorable terrain, swings his legs back and forth, and he has the confidence to speak: "No, I'm an old rascal. His father, just because you want to tease me?"

Qin Jiheng was not surprised by this answer.

After Nan Yucheng repaired his broken cell phone that day, the first thing he did was to change his nickname.

Qin Jiheng called the proprietress of the fishing ground.

He became the mother-in-law of the fishing farm.

All of a sudden, she was a generation higher than Qin Jiheng, and she became Qin Jiheng's mother-in-law abruptly.

When Qin Jiheng noticed it, he didn't know whether he wanted to destroy the atmosphere on purpose or for some other reason.

Qin Jiheng didn't know the details, but he could feel that Nan Yucheng seemed to have guessed a little bit of his feelings.

And... it doesn't look offensive.

"Actually, this is not all the gifts I prepared." Qin Jiheng talked here, and raised the corners of his mouth again, as if he was planning something.Feeling him bowing his head, he magically pulled out another bag as he spoke.

He was like the pocket of Dore A Dream, which made Nan Yucheng take a few extra glances.

"It's more or less the same." Nan Yucheng guessed that the Suxiao Jiuxin pill in front was a joke, and accepted this new gift without any psychological pressure.

The bag was a bit small this time, Nan Yucheng didn't open it immediately, but touched it, and felt that there was a long strip of things inside.

"Don't just give me a pen, I don't care for that thing." Although he said so, his face was full of excitement.

"Don't worry, it's definitely beyond your imagination." Qin Jiheng smiled slightly and blinked at him.

Nan Yucheng smiled even bigger.

He couldn't restrain his curiosity, and told himself not to act like a brat.

As he opened the bag, he saw what was inside...

A shot of adrenaline?

Nan Yucheng: ...

This, maybe, probably, maybe, maybe, is called a brace?

Holding the needle, he asked in a trembling voice, "Is this he. Mom a prescription drug? Where did you come from?"

Qin Jiheng was confident and confident: "I asked for it from my grandfather's friend. If you can't stand it later, you should take the Jiuxin Pill first. After all, this is a medicine that cannot be used indiscriminately. I searched the Internet and found that it is for the treatment of cardiac arrest. If the situation really develops so seriously, you can try again."

"What the hell?" Nan Yucheng frowned: "Brother Qin, Dog Qin, it's my birthday, why are you cursing me like that?"

Qin Jiheng paused.

He lowered his head, as if aggrieved: "No, I'm just afraid that you will be scared."

It was the first time for him to speak like this. His voice was mature, like a subwoofer, trembling like this, as if he was acting like a baby.

This is not the kind of hunk who acts like a baby and makes people can't help but use the word "scared" in the barrage.

And it's like, a little wolf dog that is about to grow up, rubbing against the owner, in order to please the owner not to lose his temper because he demolished the house.

Although I scratched a hole in your door, even though I scratched your sofa.

But I love you.

Nan Yucheng was startled by his thoughts, and couldn't control his coughing all of a sudden.

Qin Jiheng, acting like a baby?

If it is true, there will be ghosts.

Qin Jiheng continued to speak in that voice, quietly observing the changes in Nan Yucheng's expression.

After confirming that although the other party had a strange face, he didn't speak immediately, so he knew that what he said just now did not arouse Nan Yucheng's disgust.

It seems that Liu Yuan was right.

No one can refuse their other half to act like a baby to themselves.

Qin Jiheng breathed a sigh of relief, and took out another small bottle from his bag.

"What is this?" Nan Yucheng didn't even answer it: "Don't be a booster, right? How are you trying to scare me?"

He felt that he had roughly guessed what Qin Jiheng was going to do, but he still squinted his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you? What bad water is brewing again?"

"How come." Qin Jiheng smiled: "This thing is for me."

"What?" Nan Yucheng was completely stunned. Seeing that the small bottle looked quite delicate, he asked in a hoarse voice: "It's my birthday, are you preparing a gift for yourself?"

"No." Qin Jiheng opened the box: "It's medicine, not a gift."

"Are you sick?" Nan Yucheng's voice changed even more.

It's fine if the protagonist likes the tricks, the plot has collapsed to such an extent, if the protagonist suffers from a disease like Gu Zaowen ten years ago, it is really unreasonable.

This is a big pot of dog blood.

"No, I'm in good health." Qin Jiheng looked at him, instead of being angry because Nan Yucheng teased him, he said with a smile, "Do you love me? Are you worried that something will happen to me?"

Nan Yucheng felt that he was becoming more and more shameless: "You are poisonous, what medicine do you take if you are not sick?"

"It's painkillers." Qin Jiheng said reluctantly.

Nan Yucheng's expression was distorted, he stopped Qin Jiheng: "What are you going to do, this and that."

Qin Jiheng glanced at him a few times: "Then you have to promise me one thing."

"Speak directly if you have something to say." Nan Yucheng was not stupid, and did not directly agree.

Qin Jiheng took a deep breath.

He turned his head, closed the door of the dormitory, and then took another chair to block it.

Nan Yucheng had a premonition.

It was snowing all over the sky outside, and the first snow in winter fell heavily, and the outside was completely white.

The window was left open, the heat leaked out through the small crack, and a snowflake or two drifted in.

There was only one study lamp turned on in the dormitory, the light was dim enough for everyone to see each other clearly, but the warm orange light provided a lot of ambiguity.

Qin Jiheng took out a small box from his pocket.

Unlike the previous perfunctory bags, this box was carefully decorated.

The background of the box is blue and black, with golden stars painted on it, like a starry sky.

Surrounded by the stars, there are three characters of "Nan Yu City", which are three-dimensional in gold stamping, exquisite and attentive, and beautiful.

Nan Yucheng took a light breath.

He suddenly remembered what he had said to Liu Yuan, looking forward to what he would convey to Qin Jiheng.

——"It is very important to learn how to give gifts to people you like."

"It's just a box, do you want to look at it for so long?" Qin Jiheng asked in a low voice seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time.

His tone was playful, but he was nervous when he listened carefully.

Nan Yucheng opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

He blinked and looked at Qin Jiheng.

The young man's smile was gentle, and there was indescribable firmness in his eyes.

Nan Yucheng's heart trembled, and he thought to himself that he would have such a big reaction because of a small gift box.

At this moment, he was holding Suxiao Jiuxin Pill in his left hand, and the adrenaline in his right hand. He didn't know how to react, and he didn't know which hand he should put down first.

"Take it." Qin Jiheng smiled softly: "This time it's really a gift."

"Oh." Nan Yucheng answered the words stiffly, he threw the adrenaline that killed thousands of swords aside, then raised his hand, and slowly took the small box.

His hands were shaking, and he tilted his head, "Okay, I... I'll watch it later."

"Look now." Qin Jiheng said firmly, "I still have something to say."

"You can talk without opening it." Nan Yucheng moved himself inside again. He was still sitting on the study table, a head taller than Qin Jiheng.

Perhaps because of the angle, Qin Jiheng seen from here is extraordinarily gentle.

"After opening it, I can speak more smoothly." Qin Jiheng played tricks: "If you listen to me, you don't want it."

If it was when Qin Jiheng first met, Nan Yucheng might have returned the box to Qin Jiheng directly.

It's a good idea to threaten him with a gift.

But now, Nanyu City can't do that.The small box in his hand seemed to be burning hot.

He had already vaguely guessed about today's topic, and a sentence that the system asked before flashed through his mind.

"Then do you like him?"

Like it?

This young man who treats him so well, although he is a dog, but with a sincere sincerity, do you like him?

Nan Yucheng's mind was buzzing, he coughed, and picked up the box with evasive eyes.

"Then I'll take it apart." He didn't even know what he was talking about.

Qin Jiheng smiled a little bit: "Okay, let's take it apart."

Nan Yucheng got a response, and then opened the box little by little.

The box is like the kind that can only be bought in luxury stores. The inner wall is made of velvet, and lying in the center is a small necklace.

The necklace is custom-made, with a small fish hanging in the center, and the universe and the galaxy are in the belly of the fish.

Nan Yucheng held his breath, stretched out his hand to poke the little fish, watched it sway, every direction was done very finely, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Especially this design, it looks like a lot of work has been done.

"It's pretty." Nan Yucheng looked at it for a while, then narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Just like it." Qin Jiheng saw his crooked eyebrows and eyes, and he let go of the big stone in his heart. He still didn't forget to add: "This is crucian carp."

Nan Yucheng: ...

The emotion in his heart was mixed with a little humor for a moment.

This guy.

He had guessed the meaning of the crucian carp at this time, and said slowly: "Ah, um."

"Is crucian carp particularly good?" Qin Jiheng was dissatisfied with this somewhat perfunctory answer, and asked urgently.

Nan Yucheng was in a good mood, so he didn't bother with him. Following his will, he said, "The crucian carp is pretty good."

Qin Jiheng was satisfied. He was such a young boy, and he smiled like a child who weighed a few hundred pounds.

Obviously it was Nan Yucheng who received the gift, but he looked happier than Nan Yucheng.

"Okay." He said happily.

Nan Yucheng resisted slightly: "I'm talking about the crucian carp I ate."

"Could it be another crucian carp you're talking about?" Qin Jiheng pretended not to understand.

While Nan Yucheng was speechless, he pretended to be stupid, but at the same time he felt warm in his heart.

But he was not stupid, he didn't put the necklace on immediately, but put it away, and continued the topic just now: "Okay, I've seen the gift too, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Qin Jiheng noticed his movement and stood up straight.

He put his hand in front of his mouth, coughed twice, and said solemnly: "Nan Yucheng, hello, you are such a handsome and charming person, remember when we first met, you..."

"Stop." Nan Yucheng stretched out his hand: "Are you reciting the text?"

Qin Jiheng paused: "Can you not interrupt me?"

Nan Yucheng looked away in embarrassment:

"Relax, don't be the same as reading a self-criticism with the teacher."

Qin Ji was delighted.

He has actually said this sentence many times.

Ever since he found out about Nan Yucheng's birthday, he was very distressed about what gift he should give him, and he couldn't come up with an answer after struggling with it, so he went to ask Liu Yuan.

Although Liu Yuan is unreliable most of the time, he occasionally has two brushes. Hearing Qin Jiheng's confusion, he drafted a copy for Qin Jiheng.

"Tell him about this when the time comes." Liu Yuan looked at the nasty little composition he wrote and was very satisfied: "You can recite it fluently, and Nan Yucheng must be very moved."

"This thing... are you sure?" Qin Jiheng read the beginning, and felt a bad breath stuck in his throat.

——"Dear Nan Nan! Happy birthday! You are so hot and handsome! You are so handsome that I am shaking all over!"

"I'm sure." Seeing his expression, Liu Yuan suddenly changed his face: "You don't believe me?"

"Yes." Qin Jiheng didn't give him any face: "I don't believe it!"

He endured his nausea and said, "You learned this stuff from Shao Cong, right?"

Liu Yuan was not ashamed but proud: "To tell you the truth, it was indeed inspired by Shao Cong's cheering words."

Qin Jiheng put his fist on the top of his head.

He was sad and angry: "Can't you make some meaningful attention?"

"Isn't that meaningful enough?" Liu Yuan asked.

He glanced at where Qin Jiheng was looking: "You read further, you haven't read the point yet."

In this way, Qin Jiheng was half-forced to read the entire content of the paper, and saw the bottom.

When he saw the last sentence, he suddenly lost his voice, and it took him a long time to read: "Will you be my boyfriend?"

Liu Yuan suddenly looked disgusted: "What kind of tone are you talking about?"

Qin Jiheng was dumbfounded: "You want me to confess to him?"

"Yes." Liu Yuan said: "You are all men, how can a man's love last for four months, are you tired?"

"I prefer to boil frogs in warm water. The water flows in a long stream." Qin Jiheng suppressed the thoughts in his heart and tried to be serious: "And he said that he will not fall in love before graduation."

"I know, I didn't ask you to talk about it." Liu Yuandao: "You have to show this attitude first, let him choose you first if he wants to fall in love, otherwise what will happen when Nan Yucheng runs away? "

When Qin Jiheng thought of that possibility, his blood flowed backwards and his whole body became cold.

He rolled his Adam's apple: "You're right."

"So, you said that you have been chasing him in silence for so long, logically speaking, he should be a little bit prepared, and it's time to tell him." Liu Yuan said with a smile.

"But I think you are...too nasty." Qin Jiheng said.

"Isn't he that good in your heart?" Liu Yuan said with his eyes widened.

"Of course." When Qin Jiheng thought that this thing was borrowed from Shao Cong, he felt uncomfortable in his internal organs: "It's just that this is a bit exaggerated."

"But that's how anime is written." Liu Yuandao: "Why don't people feel nauseous at all when they read it?"

Qin Jiheng asked hesitantly, "In other animations, young couples are also compared to Romeo and Juliet?"

"Yes." Liu Yuan puffed up his chest: "That's so romantic!"

"But they died for love!" Qin Jiheng said viciously, "Are you cursing me?"

Liu Yuan's expression was fixed on his face, and he muttered for a while: "Why do you mess up so many things. Then I will change it to Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai for you?"

"The two of them have turned into butterflies!" Qin Jiheng said again: "You didn't order anything, did the two protagonists survive in the end?"

Liu Yuan: ...

He touched his nose: "Jack and shredded pork?"

Qin Jiheng: ...

"Forget it." He returned the thing Liu Yuan handed him: "This is not good, in short it is...not good."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, how can you confess?" Liu Yuan was dissatisfied.

"Well..." Qin Jiheng didn't know what expression he should make: "Don't worry about it, I know it myself."

But Liu Yuan didn't believe it.

So he pressed Qin Jiheng to memorize the note he wrote.

Of course, the part of Romeo and Juliet was cut out, and Qin Jiheng also made a lot of revisions.

Back to the present, Qin Jiheng's mind is full of the words Liu Yuan asked him to recite.

He looked at Nan Yucheng, and after being interrupted once by the other party, the lines that could already be recited backwards seemed to be stuck at this moment, and he couldn't say anything.

"Say it." Nan Yucheng looked at him as hard as squeezing toothpaste: "I won't interrupt you."

Qin Jiheng opened his thin lips slightly, and finally closed them again.

He closed his eyes and smiled helplessly: "Forget it, those are not important."

"All I want to say is..."

"Nan Yucheng, can I chase you?"

When he looked into Nan Yucheng's eyes, all the love words he had memorized lost their meaning.

He didn't even want to ask Nan Yucheng to agree to be with him.

He just wanted to let Nan Yucheng know that although Qin Jiheng was a dog and didn't understand love, he liked him.

I really, really like it, I like it so much... Even if I know that he will be scared, I don't want to pretend anymore.

The author has something to say: Yan Yan’s diary:

Had a huge meal today.

But it's too late, so let's stop poisoning!