born to you

If I remember correctly...

Luo Mingshan is a straight man, right?

Finally convinced by his brother Jing's flourishing beauty?

Li Qi put away those strange thoughts in his heart, knocked lightly on the door, saw Luo Mingshan greeted him to come in with his usual face, and felt relieved, it really was because he was thinking too much.

He Jing, who had just been tucked in, sat up restlessly, and said to Li Qi, "Put the paper here, I'll have Luo Mingshan send it to you tomorrow after I finish it... No, don't go to the bedside come!"

He was terrified, for fear of infecting Li Qi with the little virus of a cold, but he didn't appreciate it.

Seeing Li Qi approaching step by step, He Jing was a little flustered, turned his face away slightly, and wanted to increase the distance between the two of them.

Seeing this, Li Qi simply stopped going forward, retreated back and sat on the stool, looked at He Jing's red and weak face, and asked with concern: "Brother Jing, do you have a cold?"

He Jing nodded weakly, feeling as if she was being coquettish, she was almost ashamed to find a way to get into the ground.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Li Qi asked again.

"Nope," Luo Mingshan became angry when he heard that he was taking the medicine, "It's been like this since he was a child, and he doesn't take hard medicine. He usually procrastinates when he gets sick, and he can heal on his own after more than a week."

He Jing said weakly: "I'm fine..."

Li Qi recalled for a moment: "I happen to have sweet medicine there. Brother Jing, don't read the papers before you go to sleep, I will deliver the medicine to your class tomorrow morning."

"It's too much trouble for you." When He Jing said it, her face was flat, but her heart was actually blossoming.

"It's nothing to worry about. It's hard to catch a cold. Don't fight it hard in the future."

"it is good……"

After Li Qi finished speaking, he quickly ran out of the dormitory building while the dormitory was closed for the last time, avoided several surveillance cameras on the campus, found the low wall that he had been optimistic about in physical education class before, and grabbed the top of the wall to dig out of the campus.

After leaving the campus, Li Qi immediately found a 24-hour pharmacy. He first chose several sugar-coated cold pills and fruity cold granules, and then went to a convenience store to choose several candies to pay the bill.

He originally wanted to buy some spicy meat sticks according to He Jing's taste, but thinking of his obviously red face, he was afraid that it would cause him to get angry again, so he had to give up.

After finishing these, Luo Mingshan looked at his watch: 23:43.

Well, it's too late to enter the dormitory after turning back to school.

Fortunately, he had the house key in his pocket at any time, so he took a taxi and went home. At six o'clock the next day, he hurried back to the small wall of the school, took advantage of the daylight to turn in, and went back to the classroom to wait. with.

Of course, He Jing didn't know about all these things, so when the first morning reading was over, he accepted the medicine and snacks with peace of mind, and handed back the English paper that he had marked last night.

After He Jing took the medicine and returned to the classroom, Luo Mingshan whispered to him, "Brother Jing, just now Yueyue told me that Luo Mingshan didn't return to the dormitory last night."

He Jing replied without thinking: "Nonsense. Otherwise, the ghost went to our house last night?"

Luo Mingshan obviously protected his wife: "Listen to me! According to the people in Li Qi's dormitory, Li Qi went back yesterday and never went back again. He didn't know where he spent the night. I haven't told him about his sleeping together."

He Jing thought about it for a while, and found it interesting.

"Okay, tell Yuan Qinyue not to ask any more questions, after all, 'Night Not Returning' is a big high-tension line of Yigao." He Jing confessed.

"Well, sure."

He Jing felt that Li Qi really managed to get out of school last night, otherwise how could he have sugar-coated cold medicine by such a coincidence?And there's a big bag of sugar.

This posture clearly swept away the pharmacies and supermarkets, saying that no one believed him in the dormitory last night.

He Jing was flattered for a moment.

He decided to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Li Qi, and try to make Li Qi no longer challenge the authority of the school's high-voltage lines.

... Although he saw the low wall in the backyard when he was in physical education class, he wanted to climb out at one point.

While He Jing was sorting out the language, she waited for Li Qi to ask him for an English paper during the lunch break.

Li Qi didn't come to him until the evening self-study.

He Jing, who was already sentimental and sick, thought about a lesson, and when the class was over, he took out a black mask from his desk pocket, put it on, and went downstairs with Luo Mingshan to block people.

When they arrived at the gate of Class [-], Grade [-], Yuan Qinyue looked at He Jing in surprise: "Li Qi asked for leave and went home during the second class in the morning."

"What's up with him?"

"It's nothing." Yuan Qinyue looked extremely relaxed, "After two classes, he asked random questions and left. Did he not tell you that he went home?"

... No, not only did he not say anything, he also waited bitterly for someone all day, for fear of being discovered that he sneaked out of the school yesterday.

Fortunately for Li Qi, he swaggered to the office and asked for leave to have a good time.

Through the mask, He Jing said in a muffled voice: "I see. You can talk to Luo Mingshan, I'll go up first."

Yuan Qinyue stopped him: "He Jing, do you have a cold? It sounds nasal."

"Ah."

Luo Mingshan interrupted: "He likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps at night, and he didn't have such a severe cold yesterday."

"...Don't listen to his nonsense." He Jing quietly defended and slipped away.

Yuan Qinyue was left behind to mutter in a low voice: "So that's how it is."

Luo Mingshan didn't know why, and it wasn't until the next day that his doubts were resolved.

Li Qi rushed over from outside the school early in the morning, squeezed in 5 minutes before morning reading and breakfast, and appeared at the gate of Yigao on time, and blocked He Jing at the gate of the class.

"Didn't you ask for leave, why did you return to school so early?" Usually the time to return to school is 06:30, and the first period is finished early. Li Qi came too early, only [-]:[-].

Li Qi smiled and helped him close his coat, and showed him the bag in his hand: "I brought you breakfast, let's go into the classroom."

Then he said to Luo Mingshan who was on the side: "Brother Ming, let's go together, don't go to the cafeteria."

He Jing took him into the classroom, went to the classroom and finally moved an empty stool that no one was using, and the three of them sat together, and Li Qi opened the food box.

It's a big serving of brown sugar and ginger balls.

Brown sugar and ginger are bought, but the ginger juice balls are made by Li Qi rubbing them one by one and putting them in brown sugar water for several hours.

"I asked yesterday that brown sugar ginger pills can keep the cold away and keep you warm. When you catch a cold, you can recover faster if you eat them." Li Qi took the disposable tableware from one side and filled a bowl for the two of them.

"Did you... make this yourself?" He Jing hesitated.

Li Qi didn't speak, just stared at him and smiled, his eyes still shining.

Okay, okay, he knows...

He Jing picked up the bowl and smelled the strong ginger scent, and the feeling in his heart was hard to describe.

Drink it, he really can't stand the taste of ginger.

Don't drink it, this... This is made by Li Qi himself!

In such a short time, Luo Mingshan had already eaten three or four, and seeing that He Jing hadn't moved, he was still urging him: "Li Qi, don't tell me it's really sweet. Brother Jing, it won't taste good after a while. .”

He Jing said stubbornly: "You don't care about me, I'm afraid it will be hot."

This is the truth, and I don't know how long the brown sugar ginger balls have been out of the pot. Anyway, He Jing still feels a little hot while holding the plastic bowl.

If this is the case, wouldn't Li Qi have to get up early in the morning to prepare?

Thinking of this intention, He Jing felt that she shouldn't let him waste all his efforts, picked up the spoon, blew on the temperature on it, and suddenly asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Li Qi was staring at He Jing intently. He was a little flustered for a moment and didn't have time to look back, so he continued to look openly: "I ate before I came here."

He Jing raised the spoon to him: "You also eat a ball. I haven't used this spoon yet, so it won't infect you."

Li Qi accepted it frankly, and bit off the ball with a groan.

He Jing looked at the spoon and secretly thought, does this count as an indirect kiss?

Thinking of this, even the ginger balls made from ginger noodles have lost their original pungentness, replaced by the burnt sweetness of brown sugar.

After all, eating other people's short mouths and eating a bowl of brown sugar and ginger balls to drive away the cold, He Jing had already left the matter of "asking Li Qi to talk about school rules and disciplines" out of the sky.

It is estimated that those few ginger balls played a role. Within two days, He Jing’s cold was cured, and the concept stage play they proposed was also selected by the school celebration and New Year’s Day party. He Jing, who was alive and kicking, began a busy rehearsal career.

In the script characters written and drawn by the screenwriter team, there are not only the appearance of Qu Yuan and the monarchs and ministers of the Chu Kingdom, but also the images of the gods such as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Yunzhongjun, whether it is from personnel to costumes or background and music, there is no exception. They have to be checked at every level.

Under He Jing's recommendation, some of the background narration that will appear is done by Luo Mingshan alone.

The logistics team also selected a person to control the sound and the background LED screen in the sound control room, and play the right background music and pictures at the right time. In addition, they also discussed going to the fashion store to assemble clothes together on weekends.

Everything is ready.

Just rehearsal.

The first rehearsal was on Thursday afternoon, the third day after the cast received the script.

Standing at the rehearsal site, looking at the neatly printed scripts, He Dacai really couldn't understand why some people still couldn't finish the scripts, even though everyone's lines were no longer than his tongue-in-cheek length.

One of his protagonists has already memorized the Chuci style words and sentences he picked up from Qu Yuan's original text, and there are still people who can't remember the lines.

It's really strange.

The first rehearsal was destined to break up unhappy. After all, He Caizi relied on his talent to let go, and it would be impossible to see him with a high IQ.

He Jing, as a person who looks elegant on the surface, just said modestly, "I hope everyone can show the normal state of a high school student next time." He walked out of the rehearsal room without looking back.

Just two steps out of the rehearsal room, He Jing was attracted by the sound of music at the corner next to him.

When I accompanied Wang Yao to the concert last time, Li Zuo also performed this song, singing and dancing on the stage, full of dynamics, so I was very impressed.

He Jing quietly probed over to look.

It didn't matter at first glance, it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

A girl's right hand was wrapping around Li Qi's neck, her left leg was bent upwards, and she was rubbing against Li Qi's leg with her inner thigh.

Li Qi also enjoyed picking the girl's chin, and both of them stared at each other with blurred eyes.

...It's so fragrant.

He Jing remembered, did Li Qi ask him what show he wanted to watch before?

How did he answer?

casual?

It's up to you?

This kind of program of rubbing against the thigh was made by Li Qi?

What a disgrace!

Still shameless!

He doesn't want to watch such a show!