bad kid

Ruan Zhimu returned to his seat with a large stack of professional books when his cell phone rang.

Yan Yue's WeChat message: [I'm home, where are you? 】

Ruan Zhimu turned his stiff neck, and freed a hand to reply the message: [Writing a paper in the library, you stay at home and do your homework, fried rice with eggs is on the table, you can eat it after heating it up. 】

Yan Yue: [I'll find you]

Ruan Zhimu: [Don't look for trouble, our school library is accessed by swiping the campus card, you can't get in even if you come]

There was no movement from Yan Yue.

Ruan Zhimu had a bad feeling.

One day, if the sun can come out from the west, Yan Yue will be able to be obedient.

The Introduction to Communication course requires a 5000-word paper to be handed in by next Monday, and today is already Thursday.

Ruan Zhimu spent half an hour reading "A Brief History of Social Media" and "Interpretation of Classic Texts of Media Studies" in the library. He had no idea, and the document was blank.

There is a saying in the new biography major that people can have the ideal of journalism, but they cannot have the idea of ​​​​taking a new biography test.

In the same way, new successors can have the courage to be academics, but they cannot be overwhelmed by becoming scholars.

Ruan Zhimu feels constipated every time he writes a thesis. He drags a little bit, and finally finishes writing a paragraph. When he finds that the concept is wrong, he deletes the whole paragraph and starts again, which is equivalent to holding back.

Ruan Zhimu hugged his head, lying on the table and dying.

He wanted to hit the wall.

I really want to shout.

I really want to give myself a tube of high-dose kaiselu.

The phone suddenly beeped.

Yan Yue: [I'm at the door of the library. 】

Ruan Zhimu jumped up instantly: [Didn't I tell you to stay at home! 】

Yan Yue: [Well, I can also choose not to listen. 】

Ruan Zhimu: […]

[Do you think I will be soft-hearted, you have a good idea]

[If you are not obedient, then stay at the door, I will not pick you up]

Yan Yue dared to come, wasn't it because he would soften his heart every time before.

He is going to let Yan Yue have a taste today, to see if he dares to ignore his words in the future.

Humph.

Ruan Zhimu exited the chat interface with Yan Yue, swipe his hand, and clicked on Zhan Zihang's avatar.

The chat history stayed at half a month ago, and Zhan Zihang said to him [wait for me to come back from winter vacation].

After posting this sentence, Zhan Zihang didn't look for him again, but changed his profile picture to a bouquet of roses.

Ruan Zhimu recognized that it was the bundle given to him by Zhan Zihang on the first anniversary of their relationship.

Zhan Zihang was trying to curry favor with him in this secret way.

Ruan Zhimu didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

If you are really anxious and concerned about this matter, not to mention flying back immediately, at least you will be in a hurry to explain the matter clearly, entangled in every possible way whether you can get his forgiveness, uneasy, tossing and turning.

Instead of saying "wait for me to come back from winter vacation" lightly.

If I didn't do this, I was either guilty or not so eager.

Since Zhan Zihang doesn't look for him, it doesn't matter whether they break up or not.

He's right to think he's dead.

-

Ruan Zhimu finally finished the beginning of the thesis, and the phone beeped again.

Yan Yue sent him a photo of the floor at the entrance of the library: [The wind at the entrance of the library is really cool]

Ruan Zhimu: [Just blow more when it’s cool]

Yan Yue: [A few girls passed by just now, saw me squatting at the door, and asked me if I forgot my campus card, and said they could take me in, but they had to add my WeChat]

Ruan Zhimu: [. 】

Is this the treatment of a handsome guy? If you stop at the door casually, you will be approached by someone, and someone will offer to help you.

I'm so jealous, beyond recognition.

Yan Yue: [I refused. 】

Ruan Zhimu: [Is he so manly?]

Yan Yue: [It wasn't you who came to pick me up, I dare not go in, for fear of being abducted by bad guys. 】

Ruan Zhimu: […]

You have a physique that can beat people all over the floor looking for teeth and crying for father and mother.

Yan Yue:

[But the door is really cold]

[Last time I had a fever, it didn't seem to be all right. 】

[I'm sweating a little on my back now, and my palms are cold and hot for a while.But maybe it's my illusion...]

……

Ruan Zhimu admits it, puts his laptop in his computer bag, and goes to the door to pick up Yan Yue.

Yan Yue stood in front of the glass automatic door, against the light, with a cold and handsome appearance, and slender and straight legs.

From a distance, it looks like a male model who came to take publicity photos of the library.

Ruan Zhimu was sour: "Are you here to learn or to attract bees and butterflies?"

Yan Yue: "I just stood here and didn't do anything else."

"I know, I know," Invisible Versailles, the deadliest, "Come in, loud noises are prohibited in the library, you can do your homework or sleep, don't make any noise, I'll finish writing in half an hour."

Yan Yue: "Okay."

Ruan Zhimu thought he would be highly concentrated, and finished the first section in one go.

However, Yan Yue's appearance was too eye-catching, as soon as he sat down beside Ruan Zhimu, his eyes gathered from all directions, and he couldn't ignore it at all.

Yan Yue was probably used to it. He bowed his head and filled in the blanks, concentrating on it.

Ruan Zhimu, on the other hand, was barely able to write some expositions before, but now he is shrouded in the prying eyes of strangers intentionally or unintentionally, and he can't write at all.

Take a look, look at your sister!

They are all men, and they all have two eyes, a nose and a mouth, so why Yan Yue can attract everyone's attention casually.

This world is so unfair!

Ruan Zhimu closed his notebook and said depressedly, "Go home!"

-

After the conflict with his father that day, Yan Yue went to and from school as usual. Although his face was cold for a few days, he didn't mention that day again.

Ruan Zhimu didn't mention it again.

A tiger's butt can't be touched.

Yan Yue is now that big tiger that people can't understand. He is a humble breeder who carefully observes the situation.

The tiger was comfortable being served, lazily showing his belly, and only then did he dare to go forward to rua-rua.

In late November, the weather was visibly colder.

One day before dinner, Ruan Zhimu took out a long black box and solemnly handed it to Yan Yue.

Yan Yue: "What?"

Ruan Zhimu: "The weather is cold. When you came, you only brought Xia Qiu's clothes. It's too thin these days, so I bought you a windbreaker."

Although Yan's family sent autumn and winter clothes over, the courier was still on the way, and it would take a day or two to arrive.

Yan Yue raised his eyebrows and opened the box.

The box contained a dark gray long trench coat of a certain Japanese brand. Although it is not a luxury brand, it is also a brand with a good reputation. It is famous for making trench coats. It can be seen that I did my homework when I bought it.

Yan Yue touched the material, a little surprised: "Thank you. But..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Don't like it?"

Yan Yue: "No. It's just that I didn't expect you to buy me such an expensive thing."

Ruan Zhimu waved his hand: "It's not too expensive. I'm still a wage earner. It's nothing to buy you a small gift."

Yan Yue took off his coat and began to try it on.

As soon as he put it on, Ruan Zhimu knew it was the right one.

The windbreaker is made of woolen material, it is very long, and it may not look good on boys who are slightly shorter, because the hem of the windbreaker will drag below the knees, making it look short.

But Yan Yue has tall legs and long legs, a thin body and a slender neck. The windbreaker has become a foil to his figure, and at the same time it can well show the design.

Sure enough, in response to the old saying, the completion of fashion mainly depends on the face.

People are good-looking, and they look good in anything they wear.

Ruan Zhimu hid his thoughts, turned on the boast mode, and praised Yan Yue from head to toe, wishing that his hair was handsome.

Accidentally, the exaggeration was too strong, Yan Yue seemed to notice something strange, and frowned.

Yan Yue: "Is there something wrong?"

Ruan Zhimu felt guilty: "Ah, why do you ask that. I'm just stating the facts."

In order to prevent Yan Yue from being suspicious, he hurriedly greeted him for dinner.

During dinner, Yan Yue's brows were relaxed and his expression was relaxed.

Ruan Zhimu scooped up the soup for him, pretending to be unintentional and said, "I was a little hesitant when I bought this windbreaker, because I didn't communicate with you in advance, so I don't know if you will like it."

Yan Yue: "You can ask me in advance."

"Then there are no surprises," Ruan Zhimu said, "If we usually chat often, talk about everything, and know each other very well, we won't have such troubles."

Yan Yue nodded: "Indeed."

Ruan Zhimu strikes while the iron is hot: "If you have any worries in the future, you can also tell me. Although I can't say how experienced I am, I still have some experience in dealing with things. Maybe I can give you some good suggestions."

Yan Yue: "Yes."

Ruan Zhimu laid the groundwork all night just for this moment, and his heart beat faster:

"So, would you like to tell me something about your family?"

"I know that the relationship between you and your father is not very good. Every family has a difficult scripture to recite. I'm not here to persuade you to shake hands and make peace."

"It's just that I feel very sad to see that you were so stubborn and refused to go to the hospital that day when you had a fever and sickness like that."

This is actually the truth. When Yan Yue is healthy, he is full of life every day, but when he is sick, he is wronged. He is more like a child than usual, and he is more lovable.

Yan Yue's eyelashes trembled: "You gave me a windbreaker tonight and praised me all night, just for this?"

Ruan Zhimu sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, he still couldn't escape Yan Yue's eyes.

Ruan Zhimu: "It's not a windbreaker, but a compliment."

"I'm afraid that you will reject me asking about your father, so I praised you in advance, and I don't reach out to hit the smiling person. I hope you won't be angry."

"I gave you a windbreaker, hoping that you will spend this winter warmly and not get sick."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Yan Yue: "Mind your own business."

Ruan Zhimu's heart sank.

Hey, the other party rejected your friend request, please try again later.

Ruan Zhimu racked his brains thinking about how to work harder.

He didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear that Yan Yue's temper would come up again.

At this moment, Yan Yue suddenly said:

"Next Sunday, I'll take you to a place. Remember to spare time in advance, don't let me go."

This is meant to be playful.

Ruan Zhimu suddenly became excited and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ah," Ruan Zhimu wondered, "but I have a charity event to host next Sunday..."

Yan Yue: "..."

"Just kidding," Ruan Zhimu said with a smile, "it's a deal."

The author says:

Ruanruan os: I can't bear to let go of children and can't let go of wolves. I'm sure I'm embarrassed to reject me if I wear the clothes I bought.