don't cry

Jing Rong's heart skipped a beat.

The other party seemed to be still in the play, with a slight regret on his expression.

It was his turn to speak his lines, but he hesitated and lost his mind.

They were not far away, and the pleasant scent of gardenia on each other's body was very clear, slowly drifting over, lingering around the tip of the nose, and lingering for a long time.

Qu Yu raised his eyelids and swept over lightly.

Jing Rong was slightly apologetic upon receiving the reminder from him: "Sorry, I thought of something else just now."

He's a little out of shape.

Qu Yu saw it, and didn't ask any further questions, but just nodded: "I happen to be a little thirsty, let's take a rest first."

As he said that, he took out water from his schoolbag: "Senior also remember to replenish water in time, it's relatively dry recently."

Jing Rong didn't speak, this time he took the water handed over by the other party.

The ice-cold water has been left for too long, and it is no longer so cold. There is a slight coolness in the entrance, which dispels the dryness in the heart very well.

Jing Rong was not thirsty at first, but after taking a sip, he felt that he was still a little dehydrated, so he took a few more sips.

When he drinks water, his movements are also gentle and elegant, with his elbows raised, his white shirt folded in a neat arc, and his wrist bones are prominent and thin.

Qu Yu's eyes sank slightly, and his gaze fell on him without turning away, and he drank nearly half of the water.

Jing Rong screwed on the bottle cap and pushed his glasses.

"us--"

"and many more."

The two voices overlapped and uttered at the same time, Jing Rong paused, and politely said to his junior: "You speak first."

Qu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly reached out to him, staring intently at his face.

Jing Rong subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he inexplicably held back and didn't move, just looked at the other party quietly.

It was approaching noon at this time, and the wind was also hot, blowing in through the screen window, making people feel a little dry.

The sun is just right, the sky outside the window is blue, and the white clouds are soft, like a thick and colorful oil painting.

Jing Rong's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, almost closing his eyelids.

The warm fingertips wiped the corners of Jing Rong's lips, feeling slightly itchy.

"You have water on the corner of your lips."

Qu Yu's voice was a little hoarse.

Jing Rong's lips are neither thick nor thin, with just the right curvature. The lips are light in color, just moistened by water, and look more gorgeous, showing a beautiful crimson color.

Qu Yu restrained the piece of skin that pressed the corner of Jing Rong's lips, it was delicate and soft to the touch, making one not want to leave.

Jing Rong seemed a little dazed, and let him wipe the water away, before he let out a soft "oh" after a while.

A little behaved.

Quyu's throat became more and more dry, and all the water he drank just now had no effect.

If they were still a couple, he would definitely not miss the opportunity to bully Jing Rong at this moment.

Unfortunately, now is not the time.

Qu Yu withdrew his hand with a little regret, and carefully took out a tissue to wipe him again.

Only then did Jing Rong come back to his senses, and took the tissue: "Thank you."

He didn't control the strength well, and his elbow hit the desk, making a slight sound, a little dull pain.

Jing Rong couldn't help but frowned.

"Does it hurt?" Qu Yu asked with concern.

Jing Rong shook his head: "It's okay."

It is indeed within an acceptable range, but it hurts a little when I hit it, but it doesn't hurt so much now.

He pinched the edge of the tissue and wiped the skin on the corner of his lips that Qu Yu had stroked gently.

Somehow, the numb itching disappeared, it was just a little awkward.

Jing Rong lowered his eyes and didn't want to talk much.

"Is your arm injured?" Qu Yu suddenly asked.

In the public class a few days ago, Jing Rong uncharacteristically did not use a notebook to write class notes, so he was a little suspicious, but the relationship between the two was still in dire straits at that time, it was not so calm, and he didn't get an answer when he asked.

This time Jing Rong didn't turn back, he hesitated a little, and said concisely: "I was scratched by the glass."

"Is it serious? Did you take the medicine in time?" Qu Yu asked again.

In fact, it has improved a lot, the long road has scabbed over, and if you don't touch it, you won't feel anything, but it's still a bit inconvenient to take a bath.

Jing Rong shook his head: "It's almost done."

His answer was very simple, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

Qu Yu's eyes dimmed, and he didn't ask any more questions: "That's good, be careful not to get wet."

It's a bit of a coincidence that when he deliberately scratched his finger, Jing Rong also told him so.

Jing Rong obviously thought of this too, hummed, and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Jing Rong was used to this quiet environment, but at the moment he felt a little uncomfortable.

He paused for a while, feeling that he was not in good condition, and it would take time to continue to run in, so it is better to separate first and try again later when he has time.

Jing Rong glanced at the opposite side: "Otherwise, let's go first and try again another day."

Qu Yu seemed to be thinking about something, and nodded after a few seconds: "Then let's go."

They packed their schoolbags and went downstairs together.

There was no shortage of students coming and going on campus, but no one came to strike up a conversation. They walked side by side to the school gate.

The community where the rented house is located needs to turn left from the school gate, and the community where Jing Rong lives now needs to turn right from the school gate.

They stopped at the school gate at the same time.

"Then I'll go first." Qu Yu broke the silence first, with a low voice.

Jing Rong turned his face to the right and hummed softly.

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After saying these two words to each other, one of them turned to the left and the other to the right, walking forward with steady steps.

No one looked back.

Jing Rong walked a certain distance, and then stopped slowly. He paused, and turned around as if feeling something.

From a long distance away, Qu Yu stood beside the street lamp, looking at him quietly, with a gentle face, vaguely affectionate.

Somewhere in Jing Rong's heart was slightly hooked, and he felt a little uncontrollable numbness.

Qu Yu showed him a faint smile, raised his hand and waved.

The sun shone on the other party, as if it was dyed with a clean and holy light, and the whole person became energetic, as if it was no different from the crying boy before.

Jing Rong pursed his lips, nodded restrainedly, and turned around.

The toes paused slightly, then lifted, and the long legs moved forward steadily.

This time, he didn't look back.

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Back to the residence.

In a good mood, Jing Rong cooked a meat and vegetable lunch and finished the food alone.

After washing the pots and pans, he picked up his phone and looked at it.

Jingqian: [Uncle Liu will have a party next Thursday, remember this, don’t forget]

Jingqian: [Will you come tonight?If you don’t come back, I’ll give you medicine]

Jingqian woke up and was scolded severely by Xu Bing. He also knew that he had indeed drunk a bit too much, and he couldn't control his emotions as soon as he got up.

Therefore, he felt guilty towards his injured brother, and acted cautiously these two days.

Jing Rong paused with his fingertips for two seconds, and returned to him,

[I'll go back]

[Party don't want to go]

Jingqian: [I don’t want to go either, but our mother said we have to go back]

Jingqian: [Uncle Liu's second marriage is no longer holding a wedding, so he organized this party, so I have to go]

Uncle Liu is a good friend of Jing's father, and he has a close relationship. It is estimated that only close people are invited to the second marriage party, so it is really hard to refuse.

Jing Rong could only say yes.

After replying to the message, he lay on the bed and prepared to take a lunch break.

This weekend he originally planned to go to tutoring, but the child's mother told him that he was going to travel far away, so he canceled the tutoring.

So, he has a day and a half free.

He didn't plan to go out to hang out, and studied the script carefully at home. After all, this was his first time performing in front of so many people, and he was somewhat nervous.

However, when he thought of the script, he thought of Qu Yu. The opponent was the person he played the most against, and he had to follow through almost from beginning to end. .

For some reason, the corners of her lips were slightly burning.

Jing Rong couldn't help raising his hand to caress there, subconsciously shrinking his fingertips as if he was so hot.

The burning sensation died down, as if it were just an illusion.

Jing Rong couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up and looked sideways out the window.

The sun is still so bright.

The screen of the mobile phone placed next to the pillow turned on.

Jing Rong looked down, unlocked and opened the new message.

Qu Yu: [The ointment is left outside the door]

Qu Yu: [photo]

Qu Yu: [Remember to take it]

The photo shows a small white plastic bag hanging on the doorknob, and the medicine box inside can be vaguely seen.

Jing Rong reacted for a few seconds before he realized that the other party seemed to have brought him medicine.

He looked at the bedroom door dully, got up and walked out quickly, his steps were a little eager.

He pushed open the door, and the aisle outside was empty without anyone. He looked sideways and saw a small plastic bag on the doorknob.

The numbers on the elevator were constantly beating, and the other party had probably already gone down.

Jing Rong took off the plastic bag, which contained Yunnan Baiyao and several boxes of other medicines.

He paused, closed the door and walked to the living room window, opened the window and looked down.

After a while, a tall boy came out from the unit door and stood by the lawn.

As if aware of his gaze, the other party looked up.

Qu Yu pursed her lips and waved at him.

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