Brother Han, I'm sweet

Chi Kexin didn't expect Han Rui to call him, so he was stunned for a while, and after a long time, he carefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, warming his throat, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter? Squad leader."

Han Rui guided him, "Have you heard about the bib incident?"

Chi Kexin nodded obediently, and continued without knowing what the person said, "I heard."

"The school was quite noisy. The counselor gave me a psychological questionnaire. There are a few questions that need to be asked in a cutscene."

Chi Kexin nodded and licked his lips, "Ask."

"Okay, let's get formal."

Chi Kexin looked over in a daze. He actually couldn't understand Han Rui's meaning. He had a low fever and his head was not clear. Now he heard Han Rui, whom he had liked for a long time, call his name in a short time. Not only do I feel happy to fly into the sky.

"Excuse me, classmate Chi Kexin...Hey, wait a minute, you still have to sign." Han Rui was about to start when he suddenly remembered something, so he stopped, and while explaining, he took out a piece of paper and a pen and stuffed it in his hand .

"Okay, classmate Chi Kexin, may I ask why you don't do activities with your classmates? Is there any psychological pressure?"

Chi Kexin seemed to have a conditioned reflex. He picked up a pen and wrote a question on the paper. With bubbles in his heart, he was about to start recording the question Han Rui said, when Han Rui was taken aback, "What are you doing?" ???"

Chi Kexin raised his head timidly, blinked, "Huh?"

Han Rui blamed himself for yelling too loudly. Although this psychological counseling sheet was for everyone in the class, it was very easy for him to get it. Why did he yell?

It should be because he was used to yelling loudly with He Dong and couldn't control his tone. He couldn't bear to touch the furry head with his head bowed down, and said softly, "Just sign your name in the lower right corner."

Chi Kexin was embarrassed, "Sorry, I'm burnt out."

He straightened the paper in a panic, wrote Han Rui's name on the lower right corner and handed it over.

Han Rui: "Uh..." He took out another piece of paper from the bag he was carrying and handed it over, and flicked Chi Kexin's head a little funny, "It's just that the burn is unclear, your name is written wrong .”

Chi Kexin looked at the piece of paper in Han Rui's hand, his face turned red all of a sudden, and his low fever was about to turn into a high fever.

He can now spontaneously combust in place.

His hands were shaking when he wrote his own name again.

Han Rui put away the paper and pen, put them on the bedside table, looked at the somewhat pale face, and didn't intend to ask the counselor about the psychological problems.

He pulled up the quilt and tucked in the corner of the quilt, "Do you often get sick?"

Chi Kexin lay down again according to Han Rui's instructions. He didn't dare to look at people, so he could only stare at the ceiling. He felt a little guilty and said, "...No."

"Don't you often get sick?" Han Rui remembered that he had had a fever several times since the beginning of school.

Chi Kexin whispered out of fear of disgust, "Well, my family is from the south, and I haven't been exposed to cold, and I get sick when I freeze."

Han Rui's eyes lit up, "Hey, my family is also from the south. I thought everyone in the class was from the northeast, but I didn't expect there to be people from the south."

Chi Kexin hesitated for a moment, and said flatteringly, "My family is from Hangzhou..."

Han Rui immediately became happier, and even had a warm attitude towards people, "Really? I'm also from Hangzhou. When we go home, we can take the train together, and when we come back, we can hang out together when we have time." ..."

Chi Kexin's eyes flickered, "Really... is it really possible?"

Han Rui looked at the joyful face that didn't know how to hide it, and after thinking about it, he felt that the child was quite pitiful, probably because he didn't have many friends, so he couldn't help but rubbed his hair.

The boy's hair is very soft, and it feels better when rubbed than the cat at home. Han Rui couldn't help touching it a few more times, and suddenly thought of something, and shrank his hands a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I didn't disrespect you the meaning of."

Chi Kexin nodded obediently, pink hearts appeared in his eyes, it's okay, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how you touch it.

Han Rui changed the subject, "By the way, why did you apply for this school?"

Chi Kexin froze for a moment, held his breath and turned his head to look at the handsome face next to him.

Although he said he had a fever, he didn't get confused. He couldn't say it was because of him.

For the half-truth and half-false uncertain first choice that his friend said, he came to this icy and snowy place without telling his parents.

Holding on to his unstable grades, he was worried for half a month, fearing that he would not be able to come to this ice city.

Chi Kexin pursed his lips and said softly, "For one person,"

Han Rui glanced curiously, but didn't ask anything.

He thinks this is personal privacy. If people want to talk, you can listen, but you can't ask nonsense.

He seriously commented, "You are so romantic."

Chi Kexin suddenly had a sore nose, and his heart ached densely. He breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed the soreness in his heart, "What about you? Why?"

Han Rui had some longing in his eyes: I heard that this city is very romantic when it snows, so I came here. "

Chi Kexin looked at those cherry-red lips, and when he uttered the word "romantic" one by one, he was stunned, then he took a breath, and suddenly coughed until the sky was dark, coughing up his dirty little thoughts to the sky .

Han Rui got up and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, breathed a sigh of relief into his hands, and muttered, "I always felt like I was wearing short sleeves yesterday, but I'm putting on a coat today."

Chi Kexin gasped, blinked, put away the tears he coughed up, smiled, his voice was a little hoarse from the cough, "I have the same idea."

Han Rui rubbed his hands twice. He just sat there, his legs were cold, he walked back and forth, took a look out of the window, and saw the huge and empty basketball court. He couldn't help but say, "Listen to the senior , in winter, the basketball court will store water in it, and then there will be a natural skating rink.”

Then he turned his head around, "Wait to visit our dormitory together in winter?"

Chi Kexin was very happy about Han Rui's invitation, but he hesitated when he thought of the other two unfamiliar roommates, "...um."

Han Rui seemed to understand his thoughts, "They are actually quite easy to get along with. You can try to make friends. Do you think I am serious? They are all like me. If you don't try to take a step, how will you know?" Is he a good person? Is it fun to play, isn't it?"

"……Yes."

Yes yes yes, Han Rui is the best, the best, the best, the best.

The best in the world.

Chi Kexin actually wants to say that he doesn't have social phobia but just can't let go in front of you.

He smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt out a crack, and said cheerfully, "Are you cold? It's warm under the quilt, you can put your hand in."

Han Rui smiled, and immediately stretched out his hand, "Ah, thank you."

Seeing him thanking him, Chi Kexin rolled his eyes and smiled contentedly.

Chi Kexin's eyes are very beautiful, and his smile seems to be full of light.

Han Rui couldn't help but patted his head again, and sighed, "Your hair is so soft, I can't help but want to touch it." He paused and said, "Just call me Han Han from now on, There is no need for the squad leader, we are in the same dormitory, and we will be buddies from now on."

"Actually, I don't like the name Han Han. I always think it's too girly, but I accept it if it sounds nice, huh? Do you think it sounds nice?"

Chi Kexin stared at Han Rui without blinking, "It sounds good." It sounds so good.

Han Rui raised his eyebrows and asked him to call.

Chi Kexin smiled softly, and shouted, "Brother Han!"

Han Rui was a little surprised, he said directly, "Hey, shit, I really like you."

After speaking, he stroked his hair again.