bad kid

Ruan Zhimu arrived as scheduled on Saturday.

When I arrived at the school, I found that there was no one in the teacher's office.

He called Yan Yue's class teacher, Zhao Wanping, who was very surprised: "There is no arrangement for the parent meeting today... Yan Yue's Chinese test? His composition last week did not deviate from the topic. This time the topic is very simple. Finally, Jinshi wrote a narrative for Kai', and everyone in the class got a passing grade."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He gritted his teeth: "Okay, thank you, I may have made a mistake."

Ruan Zhimu went home and questioned Yan Yue, who was at a loss.

He resolutely refused to admit that he was intentionally playing a prank. He lowered his head and exchanged a few messages with his classmates on WeChat, and then told him regretfully that he was dizzy in the recent exam and had misremembered it.

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to warn him to shake his head next time and squeeze the water out of his head before speaking.

Yan Yue nodded sincerely.

-

In the new week, Zhong Depeng once again sent Ruan Zhimu a new invitation.

This time I asked him to play tennis.

Ruan Zhimu is a sports waste, worried that he would lose face, so he specially found a tennis tutorial the day before to preview.

While holding a broom in the living room to simulate hitting a ball, Yan Yue just came out of the room.

Yan Yue: "Thigh cramp?"

Ruan Zhimu gave him a white look: "What do you know, I'm learning to play tennis."

Halfway through the simulation, the mobile phone rang. Zhong Depeng called and said some precautions for playing tennis, and told him to go to bed early tonight.

When Ruan Zhimu answered the phone, Yan Yue drank water and listened silently.

He didn't say anything, and went back to his room to continue his homework after drinking.

Yan Yue has the habit of taking a shower every day.

At eleven o'clock that night, after finishing all his homework, he took his pajamas and entered the bathroom.

Under the bright Yuba lights, he took off his shirt and trousers slowly.

The young man's shoulders are still a little thin, but he is already tall. His waistline and shoulders and neck are smooth, his muscles are firm, and his hormonal breath is gradually getting stronger.

Yan Yue walked into the shower room naked.

His eyes fell on the hot and cold switch of the shower, stared at it for a while, and then turned on the blue valve representing "cold water".

Cold water was poured on his head, and Yan Yue's body was stimulated to shake, but he still stood still.

The cold water quickly flowed all over the body, and the pores were stimulated to shrink.

In this way, I took a whole cold shower, and didn't turn off the cold water valve until every cell in my body was invaded by the cold air.

The next day.

After Ruan Zhimu finished breakfast, he called Yan Yue to get up several times, but there was no response in the room.

When he entered the room, he found that Yan Yue had a fever, his whole body was burning hot, and he was unconscious.

The high fever was more severe and ferocious than last time. Ruan Zhimu was frightened and rushed to dial 120 to send him to the hospital.

Suspension drips, medicines, injections, physical cooling, and it took two full days for the fever to subside.

Ruan Zhimu stayed in bed in the hospital for a whole weekend.

During this period, Yan Yue talked nonsense intermittently, such as "don't", "don't go", "by my side".

Ruan Zhimu guessed that he probably missed his mother, so he lay next to his ear, yawned, and told him "I'm here" and "I won't leave" over and over again.

Yan Yue probably really thought that his mother was coming, sick and weak, but he had the strength to hold his wrist tightly.

Ruan Zhimu felt that the circle he was holding was extremely hot, almost burning.

Even if he broke free, he couldn't get free, and he was afraid that if he broke free, he would make trouble, so he let him hold him.

When Yan Yue fell asleep, he managed to pull out his hand and found that the circle around his wrist was red.

Originally, I made an appointment with Zhong Depeng to play tennis, but naturally I had to cancel it.

He called Zhong Depeng to apologize, and the other party felt quite sorry, but no one could have predicted such a thing.

Zhong Depeng said softly: "The seasons have changed recently, and it is easy to get sick. You should also pay attention to your body and wear more clothes."

Ruan Zhimu: "Yes."

Zhong Depeng: "Which hospital are you in? I'll go and see you."

Ruan Zhimu hesitated for a moment: "Forget it, there are many patients in the hospital, it will be bad if you get infected."

He actually felt a little weird in his heart.

The last time Yan Yue had a fever, it was because of a big quarrel with his father that his mood fluctuated violently, which was a psychological inducement.

Obviously nothing serious happened this time, Yan Yue would bring his coat to school every day, so he shouldn't catch a cold.

Why did he become so ill all of a sudden?

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Could it be that……

Yan Yue looks strong and strong on the outside, but he is actually weak on the inside, is he a sick child?

-

A week later, Yan Yue recovered intermittently.

Talking about recovery is not a complete recovery.

Although there is no fever, there are some sequelae of weakness, which are manifested as sloppy feet, occasional cough, and pale lips.

Ruan Zhimu was worried that he would suddenly faint on the road while walking.

Ruan Zhimu's wallet was bleeding profusely, and he was fed chicken soup and mutton soup every day, and he was forced to put on a thick coat before going out in the morning.

Yan Yue had been ill for a while, but his temper seemed to improve a lot.

He drank the chicken soup in a gentle manner, took a sip, and looked up at Ruan Zhimu.

"It cost you money."

Ruan Zhimu reluctantly said: "If you don't spend money, you don't have to spend money. What is this chicken, duck and fish meat? The most important thing is that you are healthy."

Yan Yue lowered his eyes, his ears were so pale that they were almost transparent: "You were going to play tennis that day, right? It's all my fault. I was ill at such an inopportune time, and it interrupted your travel plans."

Ruan Zhimu waved his hand: "It's just playing tennis, any day is fine."

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help but look at him more.

Yan Yue's soft and weak look is actually quite...cute.

It can arouse people's love and sadism.

It's like seeing a cat and a dog that can't walk steadily, it makes people want to rua hard.

Ruan Zhimu held back.

Yan Yue looks like a fragile item now, he is afraid that if he squeezes it lightly, Yan Yue will die.

-

About a week later, Zhong Depeng sent him an invitation again.

This time, a friend opened a new restaurant, a Xinjiang restaurant full of exotic flavors, and invited him to try the dishes together.

Ruan Zhimu made sure before going out.

The weather was fine, the water and electricity at home were turned off, Yan Yue and his classmates went to the museum, and they were not called to their parents and were not sick.

everything is fine.

So he went out with confidence.

Everything went smoothly.

He successfully met Zhong Depeng at the food street, entered the Xinjiang restaurant with him smoothly, sat down to order food smoothly, and waited for a table full of delicious food smoothly.

Naan bread, baked buns, big plate chicken, finger lamb, Bahari...

Intense aroma and attractive color.

Zhong Depeng tore a large piece of mutton for him, and said with a smile: "There are actually three types of mutton with hands, hot, cold, and fried. Cold food is usually dipped in salt, which may not be very chewy. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it." Once you get used to it, order hot ones."

Ruan Zhimu: "Although I'm grabbing mutton with my hands...can I use chopsticks? I'm not used to grabbing food with my hands."

Zhong Depeng winked at him: "Of course, for a restaurant, the experience of diners always comes first."

Under Zhong Depeng's affectionate gaze, Ruan Zhimu blushed.

He picked up the sizzling mutton with his chopsticks, and just took a bite when his phone rang suddenly.

Yan Yue called.

Ruan Zhimu picked up the mutton with one hand, and answered the phone with the other: "Hello?"

Yan Yue: "The museum is closed today, and my classmates and I went home separately. I didn't find out until I got to the door... I didn't bring the key."

Ruan Zhimu: "Where are you now?"

Yan Yue: "Stand at the door of the house."

Ruan Zhimu: "Why don't you go to a small shop nearby and sit for a while, eat a bowl of noodles and a bowl of wontons, and I'll go back right after dinner."

Yan Yue smiled dryly: "No need, I'll just wait for you at the door."

Ruan Zhimu couldn't understand: "Why stand when you can sit, and the corridor leaks air, the snack bar is so warm, you just got sick, so you can't blow too much wind."

Yan Yue didn't refute him, but he was still extremely stubborn: "If you don't want to move, I'll just stand here."

"When will you come back, and when will I go in."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He suddenly noticed something strange.

How could it be such a coincidence that every time he dated Zhong Depeng, he would be interrupted by unexpected events.

And every time it was related to Yan Yue.

The first time was when Yan Yue said that he failed the exam, and the class teacher came to him.

The second time was that Yan Gao had a fever, so he was sent to the hospital.

The third time was eating, Yan Yue stood at the door, desperately unwilling to go to other places, must wait for him to come back.

……

Ruan Zhimu hung up the phone.

Zhong Depeng looked at him quietly: "Is there something wrong?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Zhong Depeng heard some clues from the few words he just said on the phone, and smiled wryly: "It seems that our date today can't go on anymore?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Well..."

Zhong Depeng: "Is it related to the high school student who is boarding at your house?"

Even an outsider like Zhong Depeng could see it.

Ruan Zhimu is very sorry: "He just got sick a while ago, and he usually has a relatively different personality..."

Zhong Depeng waved his hand and interrupted his explanation softly: "I don't know what happened between you. I admit that I have a good impression of you, otherwise I wouldn't ask you out to play several times. But even as a pursuer I also hope that we are equal. I don’t like to force others. When I am pursuing the person I like, if I find that the other person hates me, I will leave politely and will never stalk.”

Ruan Zhimu hurriedly said, "I don't hate you."

Zhong Depeng sighed: "I also want to believe so. But it has been three times in a row, three times, but three things. If it is really such a coincidence that every date will be interrupted by God, it may also mean that we are not suitable."

Ruan Zhimu was silent for a moment: "...I'm sorry."

Zhong Depeng shook his head: "This is not your fault. Since there is something urgent, go back and deal with it. Contact me after you think about it."

-

Ruan Zhimu was going to die of anger.

He took a taxi generously, and went home with sparks and lightning all the way, and saw Yan Yue standing at the door, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Seeing him come back, Yan Yue showed that fragile and pale expression again, lowering his eyes: "Sorry... I don't want to disturb you."

The ugliness cannot be made public.

Ruan Zhimu resisted the urge to immediately grab him by the collar, waited for both of them to enter the door, closed the door, turned around, and started to fire violently.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"I just realized it now. How could anyone remember their test scores wrongly? Even if they did, how could it be you who notified me of being called a parent instead of the teacher in charge?"

"And the last time I had a fever, there was no sign at all. I said the night before yesterday that I was going to play tennis, and you had a fever the next day. Isn't this too immediate? France's surrender is not so fast."

"This time, don't you make an appointment before you go to visit the museum? Don't be optimistic about the visit time in advance? How could you find out that the museum is closed when you arrive at the scene?"

"I asked you to go to any small shop to sit, but you don't want to, you must stand at the door and wait for me. I'm sure I won't let you stand in the wind for hours, right?"

For his fierce questioning, Yan Yue still looked dazed and innocent at first.

Later, seeing that his emotions were getting more and more agitated, he knew that he couldn't continue to make up, so he slowly put away his disguise and returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

The specific manifestation is that one hand is in the pocket and the other is hanging down, leaning lazily against the wall.

No matter what he said, there was no wave on his face, and the dead pig on his face was not afraid of boiling water.

"Finally stopped pretending?" Ruan Zhimu wanted to cut his head into a dog's head, "I thought you had already learned it, and you are not as selfish and naughty as you were when you first came here... It turns out that I think too well of you! "

Yan Yue suddenly turned his head and stared at him: "You know I'm selfish?"

Ruan Zhimu sneered: "Isn't it because I don't let you fall in love early? You think it's unfair, why can I fall in love but you can't, so you deliberately find various reasons to interrupt us."

He was heartbroken: "You can even use tricks like being sick on purpose, just to get revenge on me...It's really insane!"

Yan Yue: "..."

What on earth did he expect from this idiot's IQ.

He actually thought he really knew the reason.

Yan Yue returned to his boring and beating look.

"I told you the truth, so you dare not speak up?" Ruan Zhimu was imposing, "Apologize now, promise not to do it again, and I can give you a chance to reform."

Yan Yue: "Oh, no need."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He thought he was going to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Yan Yue glanced at him, probably because he was afraid that he would get angry, so after a long silence, he sighed quietly: "... Forget it."

He muttered something, but Ruan Zhimu didn't hear it clearly.

Ruan Zhimu: "Aren't you going to scold me secretly?"

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Yue: "I can apologize to you, and I won't disturb your date in the future, but you have to promise me one request."

Again.

The classic strict negotiation method, the limit is one for one.

Ruan Zhimu sneered: "Do you think I'm still willing to make a deal with you?"

Yan Yue: "If you buy one get one free."

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

Yan Yue said flatly: "I will apologize to you, and at the same time tell you the name of the person I like."

Ruan Zhimu's pupils widened instantly: "What's your name?!"

Yan Yue: "The condition is that you take me to the mall to buy gifts and pay for me."

Ruan Zhimu: "...?"

How can this be sung?

What gift, who was it for, and how much did he pay for it.

Yan Yue: "Because I'm going to confess to him tonight."

Ruan Zhimu:

"..."

"........."

"???!!!"

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