The boss always thought we were looking at each other

He Ci thought of the transparent lunch box with beef brisket in tomato sauce wrapped in the belly of the table, until Yan Yu restlessly rubbed his calf under the table, as if to remind him to regain his senses.

He Ci hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Don't be afraid that I'll steal your food, I won't eat too much." Yan Yu grinned foolishly, shook his arm, pointed to his head and whispered, "I'm sick here, I don't have a good appetite today .”

He Ci pursed his lips slightly, his expression could not be described as happy or angry.

"Jiangjiang, show me a little bit of old Jiang, I'll rest on your arm for a while," Yan Yu said, his eyelids were about to fight again, and he dozed off three times, "Just for a while..."

After finishing the words, the long curly eyelashes have been gently closed, casting a faint shadow on the eyelids.

He Ci was silent for a moment, took a few books from the table, and placed a thick stack beside Yan Yu.

Lu Xuan's eyes widened when he watched from behind. He Ci seldom did such a thing. God, this thing is no less supernatural than the 500 million in his dream!

On that small table, two-thirds of it is fucking sleepy, it's a bit too much, He Ci must be seduced by a vixen!

Surprised, Lu Xuan kicked Wang Nan's stool leg.

Wang Nan was almost pushed on the table by Lu Xuan, and with a 'boom', he hurriedly protected the table.

He Ci glanced sideways, glanced at him indifferently, leaned against his table calmly, and moved Wang Nanlian and the table half a foot to the side where no one was leaning on.

Wang Nan was like a little quail, his eyes were fixed, his back was straight, and he didn't even dare to move while sitting on the stool. He assumed he didn't know what He Ci did, until He Ci withdrew the icy coldness on his body. Only then did he swallow his saliva.

Glancing at Lao Jiang with a passionate face on the podium, Wang Nan secretly turned his head and frowned, "Brother Xuan... no, take it easy."

"Brother Ci should blame me!"

Lu Xuan didn't care so much, avoiding He Ci, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with them, did that little vixen do it on purpose, good guy, have you ever bullied He Ci with someone!?"

Wang Nan blinked, thinking what was it all about, people said that a good guy, how could he become a vixen, no one can compare to Lu Xuan, he harassed people in one class.

Just as he was thinking, Wang Nan glanced at He Ci with an aggrieved face.

Then I was dumbfounded.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, Wang Nan's forehead twitched suddenly when he saw the scene in front of him.

What the hell, how can the two goddamn Buddhas be so harmonious?

I saw Yan Yu nestled on He Ci's arm like a cat, looking tired, as if his nose was not breathing well, his rosy lips were slightly parted, exhaling, and a small pointy pimple was exposed at the corners of his lips. Half a tiger tooth.

However, He Ci, who used to be seldom talkative and refused to get in touch with others, bent his fingers at this moment, hesitated for a while, and then slowly landed on Yan Yu's head with his fingertips.

Wang Nan: "!!!"

My God, vixen and nerds... Sure enough, art comes from reality. Isn't this the Mingto Middle School version of "Yan Xiaoqian and He Caichen"? !

Wang Nan turned his head in shock, and looked at Lu Xuan with the same shock.Thinking that even Lu Xuan, who is He Ci's best friend and back desk, didn't know about the adulterous relationship between the two, Wang Nan let out a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

After finally getting out of class, there were too many students passing by in the aisle, He Ci had no choice but to wake up Yan Yu first.

The arm that was pressed by Yan Yu moved a few times, He Ci said quietly, "Go to the school infirmary."

Yan Yu uttered an 'uh', rolled on the man's arm, nodded in a daze, but the man couldn't stand it, and leaned on He Ci, his little face was flushed with heat.

He Ci frowned, and when he was about to pick him up, Liu Yaofeng's arrogant voice came from the front.

"Yan Yu! The teacher called you to the office!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the two boys, Liu Yaofeng and Li Shaojie, have appointed to report the incident that day to the teacher.

Song Mo gave him a blank look, got up from the table and planned to wake up his Juehuang, "Go and go, what are you doing with such a loud voice, who is deaf..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Kong was interrupted by a low voice.

"He's not going."

He Ci raised his eyes, glanced at Li Shaojie who was on the podium with a majestic face, and knocked on Lu Xuan's table expressionlessly.

"Fever, send him to the school infirmary."

Before Lu Xuan could react, He Ci took three steps at the same time and walked away long ago.Seeing that Yan Yu's face was burning red, Lu Xuan didn't dare to delay, and called Song Mo and others to carry Yan Yu to the school infirmary.

When He Ci left, he picked up the brim of the hat on the table, put it on his head casually, and walked towards the front door, striding like a meteor, so frightened that Li Shaojie took two steps back, his face turned pale.

"You, what are you doing? It was Lao Jiang who called him and not me. Besides, you were the one who was wrong that day, and Yan Yu kicked me. If I hadn't seen him go bankrupt and poor to death, I wouldn't have asked him The medical bills for leg injuries are good!"

"If you really ask you to pay, you may not be able to afford it!"

I don't know what he muttered and said again, it sounded like a 'poor ghost'.

He Ci rubbed his shoulders and walked over. Hearing what he said, he stopped, turned his head, and stared at him with dark eyes.

The class fell silent for a moment.

Everyone knew that He Ci was not easy to mess with. Looking at He Ci's expression now, Li Shaojie should have stepped on a wolf's tail.

"Medical expenses?"

He Ci put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, and the brim of his hat was pulled down so low that no one could see his face clearly.The man with a fierce face tilted his head slightly, looking at the place where Li Shaojie was kicked that day.

Walking normally, it should be that no vital parts have been hurt, at most... a little blue.

He Ci raised his head, took two steps forward, "Kicked back for you?"

Li Shaojie: "..." Madman!

He Ci was too lazy to talk to him, so he gave a light smirk and went to Lao Jiang's office.

It was the big class break at this time, and there were quite a few teachers in the Chinese teaching and research group, and they could listen to their gossip just by standing at the door.

"Hey, Teacher Jiang, let me tell you something. Yan Yu in your class is about to transfer to another school. The old man in their family is comrade-in-arms with my dad. I'll take care of the message he sent to me two days ago. I won't be busy. , I just forgot, you can’t shirk this matter about Mr. Jiang!”

transfer?

He Ci's hand that was about to knock on the door suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his dark eyes froze for a moment.

Lao Jiang took a sip of green tea and was happy when he heard about it.

"No, this matter is troublesome. It will take half a month to go back and forth. I will wait for you to do it first. I was worried that no one would want this kid before. Someone will take care of him!"

"By the way, where are you going? This kid caused trouble for me in the class two days ago. I don't know if the new class can adapt..."

"..."

What was said later, He Ci didn't hear clearly, but only remembered the way Lin Zhao looked at him when he came out of the office, it was extremely playful.

On the roof of the dilapidated teaching building, the wind was as cold as ever.

Few people come here, unless those who want to skip class, or those who want to take a shortcut to the school infirmary, they will pass by here.

On the stone steps on the edge of the roof, He Ci sat there with a dull expression, his legs hanging lazily in the air.

Looking down, there are miscellaneous trees that have exhausted their energy, about two stories high, no one takes care of them, messy and bare, and the scenery is terrible.

"He Ci, others just pity you, why do you take it seriously?"

Lin Zhao's words echoed in He Ci's ears over and over again. He Ci extinguished the cigarette with his fingertips, and his eyes fell on the thin young man at the bottom of the building. He couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.