Don't Talk To Me!

The hands that were held were obviously cold, but the overlapping parts were inexplicably warmed layer by layer.

Jin Linkun's Adam's apple rolled.

The person who usually finds a reason to grab the other person's hand and hold it for a while suddenly doesn't know how to react at this time, and is stunned by that hand, breathing unconsciously.

With the palms folded on the backs of the hands, the air was thick with silence.

……

Jin Linkun's arms were too tense, and he couldn't support them, so he trembled slightly.

The college entrance examination is not a trivial matter, Yu Sheng really can't just speak rashly, raised his hand, wanting to pat the back of the other's hand first: "You—"

Before he opened his mouth, Jin Linkun's hand that had just trembled suddenly turned over.

With lightning speed, he grabbed Yu Sheng's hand quickly and firmly.

Yu Sheng: "..."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Jin Linkun coughed lightly, trying to explain the sudden change from normal comfort to interlocking fingers: "My friend, I thought you were going to take your hand away—"

Yu Sheng was expressionless: "I want to take my hand away."

"..."

Jin Linkun shattered the jar, and the hand holding him simply tightened again.

Yu Sheng doesn't comfort people often, let alone has been comforted before. I don't know if this is some newly evolved means of communication, but he still instinctively feels inexplicably awkward, and moves his right hand, trying to pull it out.

Jin Linkun held him with his left hand, slid his right hand over a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote stroke by stroke on it: Hold it for a while.

Yu Sheng reluctantly grabbed the pen with his left hand, and pulled the paper back to him: No, get out.

He is not good at writing left-handed characters, and he is also very inaccurate in writing. He can't recognize the characters he writes, and the last stroke of the roll directly scratches the edge of the paper.

Jin Linkun didn't move, and didn't know whether he didn't understand or knowingly committed the crime. He continued to write down seriously: friend, hold for another minute, and I will give you the first place in the exam.

……

The whole sentence is a mess and there is almost no logic at all.

Yu Sheng thought in his heart that it has nothing to do with me whether you take the first place in the exam, but he had to stop when he got to the point of speaking, and couldn't help raising his head and glanced at him.

Jin Linkun lowered his eyelashes, not knowing what he was thinking, and he never raised the pen in his hand.

The last stroke of the word "Lai" stopped halfway through writing, and the nib of the pen rested on the paper, gradually blurring a lump of conspicuous ink dots.

I don't know if it's because of a certain unusual aura about him that was too obvious, Yu Sheng's hand that was about to kick the table back paused for a moment, and was tightly held by him as if he was trying to prove something, and he didn't break free again.

The body temperature is gradually divided into two people's at the place where they hold each other.

Holding the pen, Jin Linkun paused, extended down along the ink dots, drew a flower stem, and added two leaves.

The tip of the pen pondered for a while, turning it round and round, filling the outside with petals of different sizes.

A year actually goes by faster than expected.

When he met the vice-principal of N University, he suddenly remembered that almost a year had passed, and it was almost time to completely turn the page.

In fact, the school called him more than once this year, and more than one teacher tried to persuade him that even if he couldn't take the college entrance examination that year, he should at least come back to class and don't lose his foundation.

The school took the trouble to guarantee that if it really minded, it could help him apply for a class change, and it could assign a teacher to teach him, so that he would not encounter the same things as before.

One person after another came to persuade him not to be affected, not to be self-willed, and not to be angry.

Don't give up on yourself, don't delay your future because of a little thing.

……

Little things.

The pen in Jin Linkun's hand was crooked, and the last petal was not drawn properly, and it was a circle larger than the one on the side by accident.

Just as he was about to add a second layer of small petals, Yu Sheng suddenly stood up.

Before he could react, he was pulled up from his seat by Yu Sheng and dragged out of the study room in a few steps.

The study room was silent.

Even the sound of writing stopped, and the seven groups of students raised their heads together, exchanging confused and helpless glances in the air.

[12 Wisdom Beans are on sale: @护我@护我@收我, what happened to me? ! ? ! 】

[Thinking about life: Brother Sheng threw God Kun out the back door? ? 】

[Dream test province second: Brother Sheng took Kunshen out of the back door? ? 】

【HP-1999: Brother Sheng lifted Kunshen up and swung it out the back door? ? 】

【Save me: what does orz say...】

[Save me: If you look at it horizontally as a mountain and as a side as a peak, it probably doesn't matter what you say.But from my perspective, I can only see God Kun and Brother Sheng going out the door hand in hand, and going to the bathroom hand in hand. 】

Jin Linkun was dragged all the way into the bathroom.

He leaned against the wall and managed to stand still, the black eyes behind the glasses were a little confused: "Friend——"

"Wash your face."

Yu Sheng frowned, let go of his hand and took a step back: "Over the wall in a while, I'll accompany you out to play games."

Jin Linkun was slightly surprised, almost thinking that he had accidentally leaked some traces when he was comparing with the exercise book: "Did I accidentally say something just now?"

Yu Sheng was so annoyed by his state just now, didn't understand what he was asking, and didn't bother to ask, so he flipped through the WeChat account left by the owner of the Internet cafe last time on his mobile phone: "Morning Star Internet cafe, private room on the second floor, what do you want to drink? "

Before he could fully react to the other party's decision, Jin Linkun opened his mouth and said, "Wangzai Milk——"

He took a half step back after saying this, avoiding the murderous intent of his roommate in time.

Holding the phone, Yu Sheng raised his head blankly and waited for him to change his words.

Jin Linkun coughed lightly and smiled: "...Coke, I want ice."

Yu Sheng lowered his head, and quickly tapped the order to reserve a private room on the screen.

The bathroom fell silent again.

Jin Linkun pressed the faucet with one hand, and his eyes fell on the boy who lowered his head and concentrated on tapping the screen. It took a while before he was awakened by the sound of running water.

He took off his glasses, ready to put them by the sink, and wash his face first.

When I put down my glasses, what I bumped into was not the cold tiles.

The hand that had just been held warmly stopped him and snatched his glasses.

Jin Linkun couldn't help but raised the corner of his lower lip, retracted his hand, and splashed the water on his face.

The owner of the Internet cafe was very enthusiastic. He invited two people in, put two cans of iced cola, two boxes of instant noodles, and piled up messy snacks such as peanuts and ham sausages.

It was the first time he knew that Internet cafes could be opened in this way. Jin Linkun looked at the posture in front of him and was a little shocked: "Are we... are we going to stay overnight?"

Yu Sheng pulled the Coke away, Griph turned around, poked the straw into the hole and handed it to him: "Whatever you want, you can go back whenever you want."

"Accompanying you to study for an evening self-study, can I change one night?"

Jin Linkun thought about it carefully, and he understood a little bit. He happily took the Coke: "I think this calculation is very appropriate. We can actually think about it. If it is appropriate to add a morning self-study, it can also be used at noon every day..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Being sensitive to this person is a waste of time.

Yu Sheng ignored him, threw a box of instant noodles, and leaned over to turn on the machine: "What did you play in the youth training camp? You don't need to use your old account for points, I will lend you an account, and you can play whatever you want. "

Jin Linkun once mentioned that after taking a break from school, he went to the youth training camp to play e-sports for a year, but because he found it easier to study, he came back.

A while ago, he always got up early and climbed over the wall. Yu Sheng didn't believe it at first, but later he found out that he actually went to an Internet cafe to upgrade his old account regularly.

According to Yu Sheng's understanding of this person, he had to listen to the words of humility. Even if the game is really not as good as studying, at least he should be able to play it well.Changing to a higher-ranked account and playing a few rounds of games can be better than staying in the self-study room.

……

Jin Linkun reported the name of the game. Looking at the new account he got, he was inexplicably nervous: "My friend, your rank seems to be a little higher than mine."

"It doesn't matter, playing games is just for fun."

Yu Sheng put on the earphones and leaned back into the gaming chair: "Double row, you fight, I'll follow you."

Jin Linkun seemed to want to explain, looked at the roommate who had already started preparing, touched the tip of his nose, and swallowed the words.

He sat upright, put on the earphones and held the mouse, his eyes fell on the screen, and his whole body became more focused.

The machines in the private room were side by side. Yu Sheng glanced sideways at his profile under the fluorescent light of the computer, looked away, and typed on the keyboard.

The vice-principal didn't make it very clear, but what he said was nothing more than what happened a year ago, which delayed the other party's smooth path.

Nothing is trivial.

Not wanting to see Jin Linkun waste paper meaninglessly anymore, Yu Sheng thought about it for a while, and after confirming that the topic of the two had completely turned to the game, he finally spoke with confidence: "I believe in you."

Jin Linkun was wearing earphones, and before he could turn on the sound effects, he heard his voice and turned his head subconsciously: "What?"

"I believe in you, and I know you can do it."

Yu Sheng clutched the mouse, his eyes fell on the screen, and after a while he said again: "You can do whatever you choose."

Even though the boy leaned back in the chair, his shoulders were still straight.His gaze was firmly fixed on the screen, his expression focused and undivided, as if he was talking about the game.

However, both of them knew inexplicably that what he said was not about the game at all.

Jin Linkun looked at him from the side. After a while, his eyes behind the lens slightly bent, and he turned back to look at the screen: "I'm trying my best."

His voice softened, and he didn't know who he was promising to: "I will definitely work hard."

……

After three innings.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, raised his head from the computer, and looked at Jin Linkun.

Try... ass.

"This rank is higher than mine, and the level of matching is a bit beyond my level."

Jin Linkun touched the tip of his nose and coughed lightly: "Wait for me to get used to it—"

Yu Sheng interrupted him: "No need."

It was rare for a roommate to come out to play a game with him. Jin Linkun sat up a little bit and leaned over his shoulders: "My friend, the first few rounds were an accident. Star Diamond is too difficult. I haven't shown my true strength yet..."

"No need to get used to it."

Yu Sheng was blown to ashes by a suicide attack on a pair of four, and looked indifferently at the double-row teammates who fell into boxes: "The next round will be matched with platinum."

Jin Linkun: "..."

"I was still thinking, you have retired, and your youth training camp won't let you bring out your training number, it's really a bit unreasonable."

Yu Sheng: "Now I understand, are they still not allowing you to say which camp you came from?"

"It's not forbidden..." Jin Linkun rubbed his wrists: "They refunded my money, please don't tell me."

"..." Yu Sheng pressed his temple hard.

Just now, he thought about it for a second, whether something happened to Jin Linkun when he took a break from school to play e-sports, which left a psychological shadow, which made his personality change so much.

Now it seems that the one with the psychological shadow should be the unlucky youth e-sports training camp.

The last time he encountered this kind of level where the outsiders can only abuse the food, it was the silver power leveler who tricked him into the summer camp.

Fighting alone with the will of his teammates for three consecutive rounds, Yu Sheng had a headache, took off his earphones and threw them on the table, ready to go out to breathe fresh air.

"Calm down, friend."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jin Linkun held down the roommate who was about to stand up, put his arm on his shoulder: "Try two more rounds with me, and I will definitely play well."

Yu Sheng had already seen his true level, and mercilessly pulled away the arm covering his chest: "If you play a few more rounds, my two numbers will fall to gold."

"Golden Three." Jin Linkun explained in a good voice, trying to push him back, "I'm going to be promoted to Platinum soon, don't worry, I think I'll get the hang of it after two more rounds..."

Yu Sheng didn't feel at all that there would be any gaming experience to speak of in a box, so he raised his hand to push people away.However, this person had an obvious advantage in shoulder width and arm length. After pushing twice, he didn't push, but his chair turned a half circle due to the reaction force.

Jin Linkun didn't pay attention, he used all his strength, and was led to lean forward, almost on his shoulders.

The strength of both of them stopped involuntarily.

The private room did not turn on the headlights, so it was a bit dark.

The computer fan was humming, and the background sound stuck on the game ranking interface came out of the earphones, mixed with the beating of the heartbeat.

The clothes in summer are thin, and the body temperature penetrates through the clothes, making it feel hot.

Jin Linkun swallowed his saliva, his chest was slightly suffocated, his arms barely supported the edge of the computer desk behind him, and he felt a little stiff.

Yu Sheng's whole body was almost pressed into the chair by him, restricted by his posture, he could only tilt his head slightly, put one hand across the chests of the two of them, and leaned his elbow against his shoulder.

The young man's Adam's apple outlines almost sharp lines in the slightly dim light, without saying a word, his shoulders are full of unusually vivid strength.

"friend."

Inexplicably, Jin Linkun didn't want to let go, and looked away, his voice hoarse: "Let's discuss it, if you want to beat me up, let's avoid the machine first, this is more valuable..."

Yu Sheng: "Shut up."

Jin Linkun shut up, quietly turned his head slightly, and his chin lightly brushed against his shoulder seam.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes, cursed in a low voice, and suddenly withdrew his arm lying between the two of them.

Before Jin Linkun could react, the back of his head was firmly held down by a hand, and he could not help but press it against the shoulder just in front of him.

The boy sounded a little irritable: "...is it so fucking difficult?"

Jin Linkun was stunned.

Yu Sheng's body temperature is also a little low, and his body is cool even when he doesn't have a fever, and his neckline smells of clean laundry detergent.

He firmly pressed the back of Jin Linkun's head, supported the computer table with one hand, and pressed his forehead against his shoulder. He almost felt that his whole body was inexplicably hot: "It's really... difficult. I've been practicing for a year. It’s hard to go from silver to gold three, my friend, let me explain—”

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I asked you what happened?"

Yu Sheng didn't want to talk to him about the game at all, so he punched him on the shoulder, and released his hand that was supporting the edge of the table: "I feel uncomfortable, I don't want to be alone anymore, just tell me, it won't work, right?" You'd rather draw a fucking octopus than trust me, would you?"

Jin Linkun felt a dull pain in his shoulder, and collapsed without strength, landing on his shoulder.

Yu Sheng grabbed his clothes, his chest was inexplicably congested, and his voice was coldly suppressed: "I just shouldn't fucking talk to you..."

The rest of the words were completely intercepted by the sloping chest and shoulders.

Jin Linkun leaned over, put one hand behind his back, raised his legs to grab the gaming chair, and lifted him up from the chair.

The young man who was so annoyed just now that he was about to hit someone suddenly fell silent, his brows furrowed suddenly, his shoulders tensed, and he wanted to break away uncomfortably.

The arm behind him was obviously stronger than him, and with the advantage of his height, with a little force, he was completely sealed in his arms.

"...not an octopus."

Jin Linkun circled him, his voice muffled: "I drew sunflowers."

Yu Sheng: "..."

"I was wrong."

Seeing that the person in his arms was about to throw his arms and leave, Jin Linkun circled the person back in time, slapped Yu Sheng's back twice with one hand, and said seriously as he taught: "It's hard, I don't want to be alone. So I want to pull you to play games."

It's been a year, and everything seems to be over, and it seems like nothing has passed.

Exactly the same question, full of answers, guilt-ridden eyes, pointing at his hands one after another.

"The influence is too bad. The handwriting is yours. No matter what happens, I will definitely not be able to take the college entrance examination this year...Let's take a year off from school and postpone it for a year, and give the school some leeway."

In the office, the principal held the disciplinary sheet in his hand, and sighed softly: "I know you don't know, I'm not scolding you - you're already in the third year of high school, everyone is in a competitive relationship, where did you get friends? Woolen cloth?"

……

Jin Linkun lowered his head, tightened his arms, and heard his own voice: "I believe you."

The corners of Yu Sheng's lips pursed forcefully, his tense shoulders eased a little bit, and he looked away.

Jin Linkun's heart was beating fast, and it was sticking to his chest, making a pounding sound.

"I only trust you."

Jin Linkun raised his hand, brought the vigorous young man into his chest and shoulders, gently rubbed his hair, and lowered his head: "Talk to me, don't be angry."