The heartthrob protagonist always wants to assist

Qin Jiheng remembered that when he was chatting with Nan Yucheng, what he said implied that Nan Yucheng had studied in another city before.

Nan Yucheng didn't show any intention of denying it either. Later, when Qin Jiheng asked about the city he studied in before, he even hesitated, obviously intending to give an answer.

The question of where you once studied should not be too simple, and it is not a question that needs to be thought about or concealed.

And judging from the attitude of the admissions teacher, Nan Yucheng didn't transfer because he made a big mistake in the previous school, so there's no reason to hide it.

So, what is his reason for lying?

The reason for the transfer... What is it?

Qin Jiheng returned to the classroom full of doubts, and Nan Yucheng leaned against the window.

The window was opened a small crack, and the cold outside kept running in. Nan Yucheng was wearing a jacket even in the classroom, but the zipper was open.

A girl was holding something that looked like a letter, and was handing it out to the boy.

Qin Jiheng stopped in his tracks.

"You really like..."

He heard Nan Yucheng ask in surprise.

The girl nodded slightly. From Qin Jiheng's perspective, she could see that her neck was red, and her eyes were even more shy, not knowing where to look.

Nan Yucheng was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled gently.

He stretched out his hand, as if he was about to accept the girl's love letter.

Qin Jiheng threw away all the things that were in his mind just now. He walked quickly to Nan Yucheng, interrupted the movement, and put his hand on his shoulder: "What are you doing?"

The girl blushed even more when she realized that someone else was present.

Turning his head, Qin Jiheng seemed to have just noticed the girl's presence, his smiling eyes were bent, and he looked very friendly: "What can I do with Nan Yucheng?"

Nan Yucheng pushed him: "Don't make a fuss."

Qin Jiheng was a little aggrieved immediately.

He didn't agree to his confession, and the matter of Wen Hanli hasn't been clarified yet, so why is there another peach blossom.

Qin Jiheng glanced at the girl in front of him.

The girl wore a pair of glasses, not very good-looking but very clean, with a strong book smell all over her body, she should be a freshman in high school from the school uniform.

Not to mention that he is not the type to take the blame on others, even if he wanted to find fault on purpose, he didn't know where to start.

It's like bullying.

Qin Jiheng had no position to stop Nan Yucheng, but his eyes were fixed on the love letter.

Knowing that he knew Nan Yucheng smiled and said: "

OK, then I'll pass it on for you. "

"Thank you." The girl's eyes lit up for a moment, and then she said awkwardly: "Is my way of confessing a bit rustic?"

Nan Yucheng shook his head: "The heart is the most important thing, I believe he will receive it."

The girl gradually revealed a smile.

She pinched the corner of her clothes: "Then you must convey it for me and let him have a good rest."

"Okay." Nan Yucheng nodded.

After the girl finished talking about her business, she realized that Qin Jiheng was still in a daze, so she asked carefully, "Senior Qin... What's the matter?"

Qin Jiheng coughed lightly: "It's nothing."

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

He was suddenly embarrassed by his sudden approach: "I'm just...a little surprised."

"Then I'm leaving, I wish you two...a happy marriage for a hundred years?" The girl tilted her head cutely.

Her words scared Nan Yucheng so much that he dropped the letter in his hand.

He patted his chest, looked at Qin Jiheng who was smiling brightly beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "Who told you this?"

The girl scratched her head embarrassingly: "I'm just kidding, there are posts by you two on the forum, so I took a look. Although there are other CPs, I support you!"

She said, making a "come on" action.

Qin Jiheng saw how pleasing this girl was now. He wanted to talk several times, but was pulled back by Nan Yucheng who couldn't bear it.

"What are you doing?"

After the girl left, Nan Yucheng asked.

"I'm just chatting with others." Qin Jiheng said happily, "Is this for Shao Cong?"

"Hmm." Nan Yucheng sighed.

This world is really getting more and more deviated from the main line. If it is normal, how could someone fall in love with Shao Cong beyond Qin Jiheng?

The hero of the stock market revolves around Qin Jiheng, even if there is, maybe they won't make trouble in front of Qin Jiheng.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Qin Jiheng looked at him holding the envelope thoughtfully: "I envy Shao Cong's love letter?"

Nan Yucheng put away his expression and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

"If you want, brother will also write for you." Qin Jiheng seemed to be beaten like a chicken blood: "One letter a day, I guarantee you will get soft hands."

"Get out." Nan Yucheng said speechlessly: "This thing is for confession, not for you...to flirt."

"I'm not showing off." Qin Jiheng smiled and said, "Isn't it good for me to confess my love to you once a day?"

Nan Yucheng pushed his shoulder: "Go away, waste of paper."

Qin Jiheng did not give up: "I can dictate."

"Don't pollute my ears." Nan Yucheng refused Sanlian.

Back at the dormitory at night, Shao Cong had burned for two rounds and was still groggy.

He watched Nan Yucheng come back with two bags of things, and pounced on him like a hungry wolf: "Is there anything to eat?"

"Nonsense." Nan Yucheng put the packed lunch on the table: "Eat."

"Thank you." Shao Cong has been hungry all day, and the food left by Nan Yucheng is not enough for him, let alone he is still sick.

He started eating big mouthfuls. Although he still had a fever at the moment, he was much better than last night, and his appetite was good.

After he finished taking care of the lunch box, he found another bag on the table, so he glanced into it curiously, and pulled out a letter.

"Who gave these things?" Shao Cong looked at the "To Shao Cong" written with a pink pen on it, a little curious.

"Lang Yao." Nan Yucheng was so sleepy at this moment that he was lying on the bed to catch up on sleep.

Thinking that Shao Cong was asking about medicine, he answered vaguely.

Shao Cong, who was about to open the letter, paused, then pushed it away as if he had touched something hot: "What are you talking about?"

Nan Yucheng had already fallen asleep and did not give him an answer.

Shao Cong yelled "Damn!", and then said with a broken heart: "Could it be that Lang Yao is finally going to PK with me? A decisive battle book is so fancy."

Before he could say anything about his declaration of war, he felt a chill.

While putting on the quilt, he took the envelope back in confusion: "And this guy has some brain problems, what kind of pink pen did he use, so I thought it was a love letter."

Thinking so, Shao Cong opened the envelope with a smile. After seeing the first sentence on it, his eyes almost popped out.

He rubbed his eyes, as if to confirm whether he was dazzled, and shouted in surprise: "Fuck, this is really a love letter! Li Li, is that his nickname?"

Qin Jiheng is making up notes for the class he missed in the morning.

At first I thought his reaction was a bit funny, and I planned to watch him jump up and down for a while, but now I felt a little disgusted with his noise, so I casually explained: "I believe that a school girl gave it to me, and Lang Yao gave me the medicine."

Shao Cong breathed a sigh of relief: "Let me just say, no matter how stupid Lang Yao is, he won't be able to paralyze me with love letters, right?"

He sneered: "Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!"

"What about the school girl?" Qin Jiheng spoke to him without saying a word: "Will it also affect your speed of drawing your sword?"

"Ahem." Shao Cong almost choked on drinking water. He has always been heartless, and he didn't know what to do when he received a love letter. He couldn't keep up with Qin Jiheng's teasing.

Seeing the love letter in his hand, he felt a little complicated: "I didn't expect a girl to write a love letter to me."

"No way, are you still Shao Cong? I thought you would take this letter and go out for a few rounds." Qin Jiheng raised his eyes and joked casually.

Unexpectedly, Shao Cong replied honestly: "I have never thought about falling in love, and I am not the type to attract girls."

Anyway, he can be regarded as a generation of school bully, but at this point, he is innocent as hell.

"Read what she wrote carefully." Seeing him like this, Qin Jiheng couldn't help reminding: "It's rare that other girls don't dislike you. Even if you don't want to fall in love, don't let others down."

"I know." Shao Cong snorted: "I still use you to teach, have you ever been in love?"

Qin Jiheng was happy: "No."

Shao Cong scoffed: "Then you know what a fart."

After blocking Qin Jiheng back, he carefully opened the letter and read it back and forth several times.

Until Nan Yucheng woke up after sleeping for half an hour, he didn't think about how to respond.

"Why are you still looking at it?" Nan Yucheng stretched his waist, feeling a bit of vitality regained in front of him.

If he didn't sleep anymore, he was afraid that he would die here suddenly.

Shao Cong said frankly: "I'm thinking about how to reply, if I reject her directly, will she cry?"

"Then you still want to hang her?" Nan Yucheng joked: "Our dormitory doesn't accept scumbags."

"I'm not, don't talk nonsense." Shao Cong coughed several times to cover up again: "I just feel that I have to be tactful, but I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never done such a thing."

Nan Yucheng felt quite normal.

If it weren't for the fact that this is a novel centered on Qin Jiheng, in real life, boys like Shao Cong who are handsome, have a good family background, can fight, and are not very smart should be quite popular. of.

At least you won't worry about him playing tricks on you, because he has no mind, maybe even no brain.

Of course, these are just jokes, Nan Yucheng actually knows that Shao Cong is a very good person.

Every stock male protagonist has his own personality charm, and among them, Nan Yucheng's favorite is Shao Cong.

Because he has the drive and kindness that a boy of this age should have.

The opportunity for the school girl to fall in love with Shao Cong was last month.

The school girl couldn't go to school according to the usual route because she took a stop.

She herself is a road idiot, and it took her a long time to go around, but she couldn't find the location of the school.

Just when she was running around in a hurry, she ran into Shao Cong.

Shao Cong took her to school, and she was also heartbroken.

Later, after inquiring in school for a while, knowing Shao Cong's identity as the school bully, not only did not make her retreat, but she felt that Shao Cong was even cooler!

Nan Yucheng originally thought it would be a plot of a hero saving the beauty, but he didn't expect it to be much simpler and more innocent than that.

He smiled and said, "Then you can speak your words slowly. I can't help you with this matter. But you have to remember that euphemism is euphemism. If you don't like it, you can't give others hope."

Shao Cong nodded sullenly: "I know, I swore to be a good man like my father."

After hearing this, Qin Jiheng poked his head over and praised himself crazily: "Or you can be your mother."

Shao Cong immediately understood the meaning of his words, and kicked him angrily: "Hurry up. Shut up, I know I'm taking advantage of you every day."

As he said, he looked Qin Jiheng up and down: "and, how do you look like a good man?"

"What's not like me?" Qin Jihengle: "If it wasn't because I'm a good man, I would have packed you up and thrown you out last night."

Shao Cong rolled up his sleeves: "With your sickly appearance last night, I'm afraid of you?"

"Tsk, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all." Qin Jiheng leaned back on the chair and said, "I won't be afraid of thunder when I talk to your mother like this."

"Fuck, Qin Gou." Shao Cong said cleverly, "Shut up, your tone is exactly the same as my mother's."

Qin Jiheng remembered how his mother said this, and couldn't help but smile and said: "It seems that this is also a line shared by mothers all over the world."

After the fight, Shao Cong's attention returned to the love letter in front of him.

Looking at the girl's beautiful handwriting and the beautifully decorated envelope, he didn't know how to give a correct answer.

Shao Cong actually doesn't have much memory of the experience described by the girl.

Maybe he helped such a junior in one afternoon, and the junior also told him her name, but he was so big-hearted that he forgot all about it the next morning.

From the lines in Li Li's words, it can be revealed that she is a very good person.

But it's a pity, just like Nan Yucheng said, he can't hang on to others.

Shao Cong stared at the letter for a long time, then hurriedly took out a piece of paper, and murmured: "No, I have to write a letter to her too."

"Reply? Yes." Nan Yucheng agreed with his approach: "You will give it to her yourself when the time comes."

Love is a very clean and beautiful thing in this world.

The love of young people is particularly simple, maybe just because of a look, a movement, people have the urge to be with them for a lifetime.

And after that impulse, realizing this sincere promise is also a romantic and long process.

Not all likes get a response.

But at least knowing that one's liking is being treated with care by the other party is already a very beautiful thing.

Seeing Shao Cong scribbling on the paper with a hundred times more serious attitude than the last time he boasted about the cheering manuscript, it seems that he is not writing a rejection letter, but a composition for the college entrance examination.

He didn't go to find out what Shao Cong wrote, but he still tilted his head and looked at him from time to time, feeling his seriousness and sincerity.

It took Shao Cong a long time to finalize the first line.

He originally wanted Nan Yucheng to help him take a look, but before he opened his mouth, he realized that his approach was wrong.

This should be his decision alone, and Li Li probably doesn't want so many people to know the content of the rejection letter he wrote to him.

Nan Yucheng guessed what he was thinking and was quite surprised.

Shao Cong has always seldom thought of others, and today he still has a fever, but he is much more mature.

At this moment, Qin Jiheng suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Come out."

Nan Yucheng didn't know why, so he walked to the balcony with him.

Qin Jiheng moved a stool and asked Nan Yucheng to sit down with him.

The temperature outside was a bit low, Nan Yucheng put on his coat, and was nestling on the stool like a bear at the moment, as if he would lose his focus at any time and then fall down.

He received a note from Qin Jiheng.

"What is this?" Nan Yucheng asked inexplicably.

"For you." Qin Jiheng smiled softly: "Love letter."

"Didn't I tell you not to do it?" Nan Yucheng put his fist in front of his lips, coughed lightly, and then turned his head slightly.

After all, he still didn't resist Qin Jiheng's fiery eyes, and took the note over.

Compared with Li Li's carefully designed note, Qin Jiheng's note is much simpler, and it looks like it was made on the spot.

But Nan Yucheng was still very careful when holding it. His hands were just stained with snow water when he was holding the railing, and he wiped them dry before taking the note.

The moment he saw the content above, he wished he could get into the hole, because there was only one sentence repeated on the whole piece of paper:

"Qin Jiheng, Class Two, Senior Three, likes Nanyu City, Class Two, Senior Three."

The entire note was covered with this sentence, as if writing silently.

Childish and cute.

Nan Yucheng pressed his chest, wanted to throw the piece of paper back into Qin Jiheng's hand, but felt a little bit reluctant: "What are you doing?"

"Shao Cong knows how to use a slightly tactful approach, why are you so direct." Qin Jiheng pretended to be annoyed.

Nan Yucheng snorted softly. He had a lot to say, but after going around in circles, it didn't feel right.

"Don't write this thing in the future." Nan Yucheng whispered, holding the note tightly.

"Don't you like it?" Qin Jiheng asked seriously.

Nan Yucheng held the note and imagined Qin Jiheng writing that sentence stroke by stroke. He couldn't say the "dislike" against his will, and finally he could only bow his head and say a word Not sent.

With his appearance like this, Qin Jiheng couldn't see what he was thinking.

He was not angry because he didn't get a response, but said with a smile: "Nan Yucheng, I feel that I have no chance to receive a rejection letter."

"Big words." Nan Yucheng pretended to be indifferent: "Who gave you the courage, Liang Jingru?"

"You." Qin Jiheng took the stalk unexpectedly: "The courage you gave me."

Nan Yucheng's next words were held in his throat. He subconsciously counted his heartbeats, and it was very fast, as if he had just run 400 meters.

Qin Jiheng looked at him without saying a word, but his expression became more serious: "I'm serious, if you tell Shao Cong that you don't like someone, you should simply refuse, unless you have a little affection for him. And you also I promised to let me chase you, can I deduce that..."

At this second in Nan Yucheng, the tension just now faded a lot.

He looked at Qin Jiheng quietly.

"So, you also kind of like me, right?"

Finally, Qin Jiheng asked with a smile.

The author has something to say: Cong Maomao: I believe we strong people don’t fall in love.

Humph: Fortunately, I am not strong.

Yanyan's diary:

It's late, I ate army pot and fried chicken today!

yummy!