Boyfriend is mentally ill

Jiang Xiaofeng wasn't sure what kind of breakfast Meng Fusheng liked to eat, and thinking about Wei Wei, a guest who seemed to eat a lot at first glance, he made several kinds, including fried dumplings, potato omelette, sandwiches, fried eggs, and toast slices, and boiled a pot of soy milk.

When I went out with fried dumplings, the soy milk in the pot was just right.Now he turned around, took the pot down first, then took out three cups, pursed his lips and poured the soy milk.

In fact, there is nothing to worry about. It is a fact that he looks like a woman. Wei Wei is right. Besides, Wei Wei is Meng Fusheng's friend. Now he is wearing the name of a fake lover, so he is not easy to lose his temper. Dare Meng Fusheng's face.

In this way, self-relieving, the qi was slowly suppressed.

Meng Fusheng came in with fried dumplings, walked up to him, lowered his head and asked, "Are you angry?"

Jiang Xiaofeng managed to adjust his expression, and replied: "No. Senior, I made a few breakfasts. You can see if there is anything you don't like. If you don't like it, I'll make you something else."

The kitchen is full of the smell of food, which makes people feel appetizing.

Meng Fusheng looked at the food on the cooking table, and suddenly reached out to pick up a sandwich cut into the width of two fingers, brought it to his mouth, took a bite, chewed and swallowed carefully, and boasted seriously: "The bacon is fried just right, the bread slices The slices are medium thick, the vegetables are refreshing...not bad! This is the best sandwich I have ever eaten in my life."

Jiang Xiaofeng's hand trembled as he poured the soy milk, the expression on his face almost tensed.

He glanced at the sandwich made with the most common method: "..."

After Meng Fusheng finished eating the sandwich, he took out his chopsticks and ate a fried dumpling. Afterwards, he commented: "The dumpling is fried just right, the skin is very crispy, and the slightly oily aroma is paired with the thick, juicy filling. It tastes endless aftertaste."

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at the plate of quick-frozen dumplings that were just fried casually: "..."

After evaluating the fried dumplings, Meng Fusheng stretched his chopsticks towards the potato omelette that Jiang Xiaofeng also cut into two fingers wide and one finger long, and continued to comment after carefully tasting: "The egg and potato are perfectly blended, the egg is tender, The glutinousness of the potatoes is perfectly combined, coupled with a little salty meat floss, the taste is layered and perfect, Xiaofeng, you really..."

That was a plate of egg pancakes he made casually!

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't take it anymore, picked up the leftovers from making the sandwiches and stuffed them into his mouth, and chased him away: "Don't steal it, take it out quickly."

Meng Fusheng refused to leave, and ate the leftovers like some peerless delicacy, and asked, "Are you still angry?"

After being praised so embarrassingly, Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't get angry.

He turned his head: "I wasn't very angry at first."

Meng Fusheng tilted his head to look at him, and said, "You should be angry. Wei Wei is wrong to say that. It's also my fault. I didn't stop him in time, and I didn't introduce you well in front of him, so that he would realize that you treat me well. The importance of it is that I overlooked it, sorry."

Jiang Xiaofeng was not only angry, but also felt guilty. He picked the bottom of the handle of the pot with his fingers and said, "Senior, I'm not your real lover..." So there's no need to do this.

The warm and sweet atmosphere instantly became bitter.

The smile on Meng Fusheng's face faded, he was silent for a few seconds, straightened up and adjusted his tone, and said, "Sorry, I said something that made you uncomfortable... I'll take the fried dumplings out first." After speaking, he went out with breakfast up.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked back at his back, frowned dejectedly, raised his hand and slapped himself on the mouth.

……

During breakfast, Wei Wei apologized to Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng was depressed and didn't have the mood to talk to him, so he only replied perfunctorily.

Wei Wei tried to liven up the atmosphere again, constantly praising Jiang Xiaofeng for his breakfast.

When Jiang Xiaofeng heard it, he remembered what Meng Fusheng said in the kitchen before, and became more and more depressed.

From Wei Wei's point of view, Jiang Xiaofeng was angry and deliberately left him alone, and gradually stopped talking to Jiang Xiaofeng ignorantly, and instead pulled Meng Fusheng to chat about some professional courses.

After arriving at the school, Jiang Xiaofeng refused Meng Fusheng's escort, separated from the two at a fork in the road, and walked towards the foreign language institute alone.

Wei Wei watched him walk away, raised his hand to touch his nose, and said to Meng Fusheng: "Is he still mad at me, or should I invite him to dinner again and formally apologize to him?"

Meng Fusheng's mood was not too high, and he replied: "No need, Xiaofeng is not such a stingy person."

Wei Wei glanced at him, walked with him for a while, and suddenly said: "I'm not angry, did you quarrel because of me? I think the atmosphere between you is not right. He is young and temperamental. It's understandable, you should give him more."

Meng Fusheng stopped, looked at him sideways, and frowned slightly.

Wei Wei also stopped to look at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Xiaofeng is indeed young, but he is very measured, and will not be angry all the time because of little things. Wei Wei, do you not like Xiaofeng, why do you keep saying that he is not good?"

Wei Wei was taken aback, his thoughts turned many turns, and finally he nodded his head, and said: "Yes, I don't like him very much, my best friend wants to accept him because of his turn, I need time."

Meng Fusheng looked tired and disappointed, "Wei Wei, why do you... Forget it, you don't have to force yourself to accept Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng probably doesn't want to contact you for the time being. I will try my best to avoid meeting you, and you don’t want to go to my place for the time being, Xiaofeng will stay in my place while he is recuperating, it will be embarrassing for you to meet.”

Wei Wei's expression changed: "You want to break up with me?"

"What are you thinking about? I'm not a primary school student." Meng Fusheng shook his head, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "It's just a reasonable balance between partners and friends. It's also my first time dating. I don't understand many things. You Take it easy." He continued to walk forward.

Wei Wei looked at his back, his expression became ugly little by little.

……

As soon as Jiang Xiaofeng went to the classroom, he was surrounded by his roommates, and for the first time, he got the care of many classmates.He was very uncomfortable, but fortunately, the bell rang for class soon, and everyone returned to each other, and he finally calmed down.

A month of memory loss caused him to miss a lot of classes, and soon he lost his mind and gnawed on his textbooks.

When get out of class was about to end in the morning, the students in the classroom suddenly became agitated and all looked out.

Jiang Xiaofeng was stabbed several times by Hao Qi, and he also turned his head to look out. He saw several teachers from the Foreign Language School leading a group of students passing by the corridor outside.

"It seems that the students from Q University came to exchange and prepare for the summer college training camp." Hao Qi explained in a low voice, his eyes quickly swept across the group of students, his eyes lit up, "Damn, there are so many handsome men and beauties, as expected According to legend, Q University recruits students based on their appearance."

Jiang Xiaofeng looked away without interest, and continued to make up notes.

Hao Qi shook his head when he saw this: "The people who have a partner are really different, but also, those people outside, how can they be as handsome as Meng Fusheng, the male god of our School of Economics and Management, Meng Xuechang, they can't be compared."

Jiang Xiaofeng made a mistake with his pen and drew a long line on the paper. His heart was flustered again after being quiet all morning. He stared at the notebook, trying to explain but couldn't speak. Down.

Hao Qi, who was beaten innocently: "???"

……

At noon, Meng Fusheng came to pick up Jiang Xiaofeng from get out of class again, and the students couldn't help paying attention, but this time, most of them were kind, and some people even yelled "a hundred years together".

Meng Fusheng thanked with a smile, Jiang Xiaofeng bowed his head and hurried away.

The place to eat is the west canteen that the two of them had already decided on.Jiang Xiaofeng was hit by a billboard when he went out from here, so he wanted to replay the original scene to see if he could think of anything.

They were very lucky, and the West Canteen made roasted chicken with potatoes again today.

Jiang Xiaofeng took the meal card to make a meal, during which time he rejected a classmate who asked for WeChat, and watched Meng Fusheng reject several classmates who asked for WeChat, and then took Meng Fusheng to sit in the corner of the cafeteria.

"I just sat here to eat last time. We were lucky, there was no one here." Jiang Xiaofeng was easily satisfied, and he could laugh happily.

Meng Fusheng looked at him with a smile in his eyes, sat across from him and asked, "Have you always been so popular?"

Jiang Xiaofeng froze, pointing at himself with chopsticks: "Welcome, me?"

Meng Fusheng nodded: "Well, many people ask you for WeChat."

Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head hurriedly: "There are so many, there is only one. The difference is that they all ask for WeChat. When others ask you for WeChat, it is because they have taken a fancy to you and want to develop with you, but I was asked for WeChat because They took a fancy to my face and tried to pull me into various clubs."

Meng Fusheng recalled the expressions in the eyes of those who struck up a conversation just now, looked at Jiang Xiaofeng's determined look, and asked, "Really...how are you sure?"

"Because I was tricked." Jiang Xiaofeng was a little annoyed and ashamed when he mentioned this. He didn't want to say this at first, but seeing Meng Fusheng's curiosity, his brain got hot, so he said, "When I first came to A University, there was a girl The child asked me for WeChat, I thought... Well, anyway, I added a few, tried to chat, and it turned out that they all wanted to invite me to join the club, and the clubs they were in were very strange."

Added a few girls' WeChat.

Meng Fusheng looked at Jiang Xiaofeng's pretty face, pressed his fingers on the chopsticks, and asked, "What's so strange?"

"Anyway, it's very strange. There are lolita clubs, animation clubs, two-dimensional clubs, sy clubs... They showed me a lot of messy photos, and said that I am very suitable to be a master of women's clothing." Jiang Xiaofeng's face was distorted. , took a bite of the chicken angrily, "Later I deleted them all, and I didn't add people at random anymore, anyway, they all took a fancy to my face."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and his eyebrows furrowed.Although he pretended not to care, it was obvious that he still cared.

Meng Fusheng's sourness that had just risen was immediately replaced by heartache, and he quickly changed the subject to coax him a few words. After coaxing him, seeing him happily eating chicken, he felt a little despicable.

Just now, when he heard that those girls joined Jiang Xiaofeng's WeChat account only to kidnap Jiang Xiaofeng into the company, he was actually relieved and felt very lucky.Fortunately, when Jiang Xiaofeng first entered university and was about to start a new life, he met such a few "unruly" girls, and the little tentacles Jiang Xiaofeng had just poked out were so frightened that they flinched back.

If it weren't for such a shock, Jiang Xiaofeng's treasure would have been poached by others long ago.

In fact, he can probably guess the reason why Jiang Xiaofeng was cheated so intensively. When the freshmen reported, it happened to be the time when the school clubs were recruiting new students on a large scale. Jiang Xiaofeng swayed outside with such a face, and it was indeed easy for those clubs who "see face" , and then take the initiative to solicit.

From the perspective of a senior, he should explain it at this time to help Jiang Xiaofeng untie this knot, so that he no longer closes his heart, but from the perspective of the person he likes, he doesn't want to.

He wanted to hide Jiang Xiaofeng until Jiang Xiaofeng fell in love with him again.

While Meng Fusheng was thinking wildly over there, Jiang Xiaofeng was trying to restore the experience before he lost his memory.

He took a few mouthfuls of food, then took out his mobile phone, opened the game group that had already been unblocked, turned to the chat history related to Yimeng Fusheng, followed the link again, clicked into the post, and browsed through it.

It’s all perfectly restored here, so the following is...

A WeChat voice call suddenly came in, and the caller was Da Mao.

Jiang Xiaofeng shook his hand, and suddenly felt like going back in time, something vaguely flashed in his mind, and his fingers had habitually clicked on it.

"Little wind."

A pleasant male voice came out, and even the tone of greeting was exactly the same as before.

The feeling of going back in time became more and more serious, and Jiang Xiaofeng let out a dazed "hmm".

Next, the big cat should talk about the scumbag.

The big cat really said, "I'm at A."

Jiang Xiaofeng, who was lost in memory: "Hmm...huh?"

On the other side, Meng Fusheng, who had been back to his senses when Jiang Xiaofeng got through the voice call, raised his eyes and looked up. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

The big cat is still saying: "Do you want to meet? I'm here..."

Jiang Xiaofeng finally regained his senses from the memories, he was dazed for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he immediately replied, "Yes, where are you?"

"I followed your teacher around in a big circle. This meeting seems to be in the small square of the administrative building in front of the School of Architecture. Hey, come and invite me to dinner. I escaped from the arms of the army and gave up the hot pot. You're going to starve to death."

The corner of Jiang Xiaofeng's mouth twitched, and his words were unbearable, but his tone couldn't hide his intimacy: "You deserve it, wait, brother is here to treat you to dinner!" As he spoke, he pushed the plate and stood up, halfway noticing Meng Fusheng who was sitting opposite him, and then froze.

"Uh, senior..."

Meng Fusheng wiped his mouth with a paper towel, looked up at him, and asked, "Are there any friends?"

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded: "A friend I've known for many years."

"Then you go." Meng Fusheng was still so gentle and easy to talk, "When you accompany your friends, don't forget to eat well. Is the class full in the afternoon?"

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded again.

"Then I'll pick you up after school. I want to eat your twice-cooked pork at night. Will you do it?"

"Yes!" Meng Fusheng was so gentle, Jiang Xiaofeng relaxed, and said happily, "Then I'll go to the big cat first, and cook twice-cooked pork for the senior at night."

big cat.

Meng Fusheng paused when he heard the name, then nodded with a smile, signaling him to go quickly.

Jiang Xiaofeng left happily, Meng Fusheng watched him leave, waited for a while, got up and picked up the lunch he didn't eat much, and left as well.

……

On the square in front of the administrative building, Jiang Xiaofeng caught sight of a certain figure squatting by the flower bed, checked his clothes, stepped forward lightly, and slapped him hard on the back: "Slap me!"

The big cat was unprepared, and was slapped and almost fell face down. He hurriedly supported the ground, looked back at Jiang Xiaofeng, was stunned for a moment, and then slapped him on the forehead without saying a word, and sneered : "How dare you sneak attack, eat my Miaojiang poison!"

The two looked at each other, and then Qiqi was embarrassed by his middle school two. Together they silently lowered their fists and squatted in front of the flower bed, watching the clouds and clouds in the sky.

In the end, it was Big Mao who spoke first and introduced himself: "My name is Fang Mao, and I am a junior in the Architecture Department of Q University. This time, I came here to communicate with my teacher."

Jiang Xiaofeng held his outstretched paw, coughed lowly to suppress his embarrassment, and replied: "My name is Jiang Xiaofeng, a freshman majoring in English at A University, and I was eating roast chicken with potatoes in the western cafeteria."

The big cat was stunned for a moment, then surprised: "Wait, your name is Jiang Xiaofeng? You are still a freshman majoring in English? So you are the one who forgave Meng Fusheng and forgave the green elementary school student???"

Jiang Xiaofeng was also shocked: "How do you know?!"

The big cat's expression became very indescribable, and he replied: "Because there is also a legend about your boyfriend Meng Fusheng in Q University."

"..."

Jiang Xiaofeng had a difficult tone: "Meng Fusheng is not my boyfriend."

The big cat was very sympathetic: "I haven't caught up yet."

Jiang Xiaofeng was silent, then leaned closer to him, and whispered to him this and that, and that and that.

The big cat's expression became very exciting, and in the end it was almost out of its body. After digesting it for a while, it didn't dare to say: "You are so addicted to games? You, you have to go for electrotherapy."

Jiang Xiaofeng lowered his head listlessly, his fluffy hair seemed to have collapsed.

"Oh, you... oh..." The big cat didn't know what to say, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair like a dog, pondered for a while, and suddenly came to his senses, "That's not right, so You and Meng Fusheng live together now?"

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded: "Well, I have to make amends."

The big cat's expression became very strange: "How to redeem?"

Jiang Xiaofeng replied: "Just wash and cook for him, and let him vent his anger...I can't think of a better way than this."

The big cat looked at him with the eyes of a mentally retarded: "But if you wash and cook for him like this, and treat him hard, won't it make him sink even deeper?"

Jiang Xiaofeng froze, turned to look at him: "Huh?"

"Do you still live with him and sleep in the same bed?"

"His house has only one bedroom..."

Big Cat sincerely suggested: "Bend it."

Jiang Xiaofeng's eyes widened: "What?"

"I don't think you can play with the one named Meng. You'd better enjoy it early." The big cat sighed sadly, retracted his hand and looked ahead, and suddenly noticed a pair of long legs appearing obliquely in front, and the owner of the legs was still approaching. , looked up, and silently abducted Jiang Xiaofeng, "Your boyfriend is here to catch you."

"What are you catching traitors..." Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head in doubt, and saw Meng Fusheng, who had not been separated for a long time, approaching this way with his back to the sun, and he almost fell down in shock.

The big cat hurriedly supported his back to help him stabilize.

So when Meng Fusheng came, he saw the two of them squatting in front of the flower bed "embracing and hugging".

"..."