old city newcomer

On Sunday afternoon, as soon as Qi An walked into the school with a big bag, Pan Yang caught him straight.

"Fuck, Mr. An, you are so awesome." Pan Yang put his arms around his neck, spit and sprayed him all over the face.

"It's awesome to scare a noob like you." Qi An said without expression.

"Hey, my dad asked someone to look at it. Turmeric skin, chicken oil yellow, honeycomb full of meat, where did you get it?" Pan Yang stared at the string on his wrist with excitement in his eyes.

"The whole house is filled with such things, you like to find a treasure." Qi An said.

"Okay, I will depend on your family not to leave on my birthday." Pan Yang put the skewer around Qi An's neck, it was really inconsistent with the school uniform, and put it into the clothes from the neckline.

Qi An walked towards the dormitory with his head depressed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Qi An, there are so many good things in your house, why don't you sell them for some money, so you don't have to worry about the yard anymore." Pan Yang paused for a while before asking in a low voice.

Qi An glanced at him: "My father used to have a shop in the Songjiayuan area, but now it's all selling glasses, and no one looks at these things."

"I'll see, I'll see." Pan Yang put his arms around his shoulders and said, "As long as my father needs something, I will find you."

"Thanks." Qi An put the Bluetooth headset back in his pocket.

Pan Yang snatched his bluetooth headset and put it in his ear: "What do you listen to every day, I like listening to music so much, I'll sing you a few lines." Hohohoho'."

Qi An smiled.

"Damn it." Pan Yang took the bluetooth headset far away: "You are listening to fucking opera."

"Put it in my pocket in three seconds." Qi An looked at him.

Pan Yang timidly lifted the hem of his clothes, and put the earphones back into his trouser pocket.

There was a smell in the dormitory... that made others hard to describe.

People passing by the door covered their noses and ran all the way. As soon as Pan Yang stood in the corridor, he sucked his nose hard twice, called "Papa Lu" and went into the dormitory.

After Qi An walked in, he locked the door behind his back, threw the bag on the table, glanced at Gu Tong who was sleeping on the upper bunk, and fell over with a "bang" on the lower bunk, shaking his feet on the ladder.

"I can be regarded as drinking soybean juice." Pan Yang held the thermos bucket and poured it directly, and wiped his mouth after drinking: "Authentic."

"You're bragging." Qi An looked at him and said with a smile.

"If you can tell whether the soy milk is authentic or not, you won't be able to smell fart until now." Lu Chunze said while sitting on the upper bunk.

"I can't make it through, right?" Pan Yang glared at him, "Don't slander your compatriots in front of beautiful people."

Gu Tong didn't make a sound.

Lu Chunze straightened up and glanced at the opposite bed: "Gu Tong shouldn't be sleeping at this point."

"Little colored contact lenses." Pan Yang grabbed the armrest of the upper bunk, took off his shoes and stepped on Qi An's bed, and was kicked off by Qi An.

"Small colored contact lenses?" Pan Yang stood beside his bed with slippers on and poked his face, and Gu Tong opened his eyes.

"Are you going to sleep at night now?" Lu Chunze looked at him and said, only then did he realize that Gu Tong's complexion was not very good.

"I'm uncomfortable." When Gu Tong spoke, his voice was hoarse, and Qi An didn't understand what he said.

"What are you?" Pan Yang stood back on Qi An's bed again, no matter what his expression was, he was only 1.7 meters tall, and he couldn't see Gu Tong's face clearly unless he was standing on the lower bunk: "Why... what the fuck, Sweaty head?"

Seeing this, Lu Chunze hurriedly got out of bed, Qi An retracted his legs and got up to look at him.

"My stomach...stomach is uncomfortable." Gu Tong weakly opened his eyes, the ice blue pupils were dull and lifeless.

"What did you eat?" Qi An asked.

"Could it be..." Lu Chunze sighed: "Just now he took a sip of soybean juice."

"I respect you for being a man." Pan Yang slapped the bed board: "How can you get used to this thing? Qi An doesn't drink much. What's wrong with your stomach?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just nausea and I can't vomit." Gu Tong raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and his light brown bangs were tied in front of his forehead: "I feel dizzy when I feel sick."

"Look, after all, it's still a precious body. Drinking soybean juice is like eating three catties of arsenic/cream." Pan Yang said with a "tsk", "Hurry up, Mr. An, what do you do?"

"One, ask the school doctor to get stomach medicine, and two, drink three more bowls of soy juice and think about it if you can't drink it." Qi An looked at Gu Tong and said.

"You are so fucking cruel." Pan Yang wanted to slap him, but he didn't dare to do so: "I'll go to the school infirmary to get stomach medicine."

"Three." Lu Chunze said.

"Fuck, there are three more?" Pan Yang looked at Qi An: "Can't you finish it all in one go?"

"Three, go to the cafeteria with Gu Tong on your back, and I'll get him some home remedies." Qi An was about to walk out the door after speaking, thought for a while, and then walked back. It took a lot of effort to use a softer The voice said to Gu Tong: "Can I come down?"

Gu Tong nodded, and slowly sat up while pulling the armrest, frowning all the time when getting out of bed, and rubbing on the ladder little by little.

"Alright, come up." Qi An bowed his body and turned his back to Gu Tong: "Come up by yourself."

Said it was a rush, Qi An had already pressed his back against Gu Tong's calf, and Gu Tong could wrap his arms around Qi An's neck as long as he let go.Lu Chunze and Pan Yang guarded him on both sides, Gu Tong did not hesitate, and hugged Qi An's broad shoulders. When Qi An stood up straight, he grabbed his legs and pushed him onto his shoulders.

Much lighter than expected.

Basically nothing.

Qi An's current height is 1.8 meters 1.9. Mr. Qi said that his grandson can jump to [-] meters before graduation, which is because he followed him.

Gu Tong was carried on his back like a schoolbag. He thought it would take a lot of time on the road, but now it doesn't take much effort to run.

Going up to the second floor, Qi An put Gu Tong on their dining table and ran to the back kitchen.

"Auntie." Qi An rolled up his sleeves: "Give me two apples."

"Yo Anzi, what's the matter?" Aunt Zhao who served the students was startled when she saw Qi An's gloomy face, and hurriedly picked two intact apples from the cardboard box and handed them to him: ?"

"It's okay. I'll come. My roommate has a bad stomach. Help me heat the steamer." Qi An took the apples and squatted next to the big red bucket, peeling the two apples within a minute.

"This smooth knife skill doesn't stop peeling, it's better than me." Aunt Zhao put the lid on the pot: "It can be put in in 2 minutes."

Qi An stared at the steamer and waited for 2 minutes. He was sweating profusely due to the heat. When he heard the sound of "gurgling" water, he lifted the lid of the pot, the heat hit his face, and put the apples in.

"Go and see your roommate, I'll call you when it's done," Aunt Zhao said.

"Thank you, Auntie." Qi An turned around and ran out, he was not worried about Gu Tong, but the back kitchen was too fucking hot.

Gu Tong bent down on the table, her skin was fair, and she couldn't see her expression now, she just kept mumbling something.Lu Chunze listened closely to both ears, and seemed to speak English.

"What are you mumbling about?" Pan Yang squatted anxiously in front of Gu Tong, poking his hand and head for a while, unable to settle down.

"I need to distract myself a bit." Gu Tong said, "Otherwise I'll always feel sick."

Pan Yang smacked his lips, it was the first time he saw someone distracting his attention by reciting English.

Qi An sat across from Gu Tong, wiped his face, stared at the table for a while, and when he heard Aunt Zhao's voice, he got up and walked to the back kitchen, and brought out two steamed apples and a fruit knife after a while .

Qi An sat next to Gu Tong, and peeled a ripe apple for him: "Open your mouth."

Gu Tong shook her head, don't want him to eat anything now.

"Open your mouth." Qi An looked at him: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Gu Tong pursed her thin lips into a thin line, raised her head to look at Qi An, then opened her mouth and ate the apple into her stomach, chewed slowly and watched him cut the second piece, pursed her mouth and hesitated He opened his mouth and ate it.

After eating a whole apple, Gu Tong lay back on the table without making a sound. The motionless appearance made Pan Yang even more anxious: "Why don't you move now, soy milk and apples won't react, right?"

"Try." Qi An handed him the second apple: "If you don't finish eating, I'll kill you."

Pan An turned his head to one side and rolled his eyes. He took the apple and ate the core: "It's quite delicious, steamed well."

Lu Chunze slapped him on the back of the head: "It's the apple itself that is good, what does it have to do with steaming it?"

Pan Yang smashed his mouth and smiled without showing his teeth.

Gu Tong raised his head.

Lu Chunze hurriedly asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Gu Tong shook her head and rubbed her stomach: "I'm still a little dizzy, I can't lie on my stomach anymore."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qi An who was sitting next to him. Lu Chunze and Pan Yang stood and squatted, and only Qi An was sitting beside him. He glanced.

People are always courageous when they are uncomfortable.

Not that many ideas either.

He tilted his body and leaned against Qi An.

"Fuck..." Pan Yang glared at him, "You're dying."

The desperate Gu Tong frowned, probably because he was really uncomfortable, he didn't answer Pan Yang's words, but used all the strength in his body to whisper to Qi An: "Wait until I get well tomorrow. Hit me again? First, first owe."

Qi An laughed: "Why do you think I will hit you?"

"Whoever sits on your bed will die." Gu Tong's eyebrows stretched a little, and he said weakly: "Whoever touches you will go to hell."

Qi An sighed with a smile, it seems that this sentence is difficult for Gu Tong.

Lu Chunze and Pan Yang shook their shoulders and couldn't help laughing.

"Little Meitong, you may be reborn forever." Pan Yang said.

"It's okay." Gu Tong opened his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering: "I just want to live this life well."

Qi An looked at him and said nothing.

In the middle of the night, if there was any movement on the upper bunk, Qi An would wake up, first listen for a while, and continue to sleep lightly if he didn't hear any sound.

After going to the bathroom twice, Gu Tong felt much more comfortable. He opened the cupboard and took out the cup Qi An gave him, brushed his teeth and washed his face. Looking at himself in the mirror, he finally became more energetic, and raised the corners of his mouth at himself.

When his hand just touched the ladder, he hesitated for a moment, then quietly looked at Qi An, seeing his chest rising and falling regularly, he must have fallen asleep.

"Qi An, thank you." Gu Tong whispered.

Then he stared at Qi An's face again, and continued to whisper: "To express my gratitude, I should have kissed your face."

Qi An silently recited the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" in his heart to keep himself from laughing.

"But let's owe it first, if you hit me tomorrow, I won't kiss." After Gu Tong finished speaking, she carefully went back to the upper bunk, lay flat on the bed and waited for a while, sleepiness crept into her eyes.

Qi An opened his eyes in the dark, staring at the upper bed board, completely lost sleepiness.

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