Laughing astray

For Cong Xiaoyi, the school celebration was just a passing scene. When taking pictures, he quietly leaned towards Yan Zihan. This is the first 'group photo' of the two of them. Apart from excitement, there is also a little anticipation.

It didn't take long to take pictures. I greeted the old class and the others. Yan Zihan and the others were going home. Wang Bin's place was almost finished eating. They were clamoring to sing. Cong Xiaoyi didn't know when he was gone. Then there is Cong Xiaoyi who is more active than anyone else when it comes to playing, maybe after being with Yan Zihan.

Rejected Wang Bin, Cong Xiaoyi who didn't eat much just now, and Cong Xiaoyi who hasn't eaten all the time

Yan Zihan, the two found a meat pie shop and ordered two meat pies and porridge, ready to fill their stomachs.

"Is your midterm exam at the end of this month?" Yan Zihan put some sugar into the porridge, and when he was about to reach out to fill a spoon for Cong Xiaoyi, he withdrew his hand.

Cong Xiao never puts sugar in his porridge.

"Exam?" Cong Xiaoyi swallowed the meatloaf with greasy mouth, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked a little uncertainly, "Midterm?"

"What have you learned?" Yan Zihan smiled helplessly, "Didn't the old class inform you?"

"It's a joke!" Cong Xiaoyi said, "I didn't know even if she notified me!"

"Eat." Yan Zihan pushed the plate with the meatloaf towards Cong Xiaoyi, "If I don't tell you, you won't know it's an exam until the day you arrive at school."

"Do you know what the essential difference is?" Cong Xiao pouted his lips, "It's not like you don't know me."

"Let's at least go through formally!" Yan Zihan took a sip of porridge, "Go home and read after eating."

Cong Xiao curled his lips, grimaced and said nothing. Yan Zihan knew that Cong Xiao would laugh when he got home, and he wasn't talking about the exam.

When Cong Xiaoyi was driving home, Yan Zihan insisted that he was too tired, so he called Li Weisen on the way to confirm that Guzheng was safe and returned before he was relieved.

Cong Xiaoyi backed the car into the garage steadily, squinted his eyes and watched Yan Zihan put the phone back into his pocket, "It still doesn't feel right."

"What's wrong?" Yan Zihan asked as he unbuttoned his seat belt.

"Is he interested in you?" Cong Xiao put his hands on his chest and asked suspiciously, "Seeing that you smile so brightly."

"Yo." Yan Zihan quacked, "What's the matter with Cong Xiao?"

"You are also my man." Cong Xiao stretched out his hand to hold Yan Zihan's hand, "Let's meet him less in the future, it's not polite."

"Okay, you." Yan Zihan smiled helplessly, and went over to unlock the car keys, "Will you go home?"

"Is this a problem!" Cong Xiaoyi was not happy, and the scene of Li Weisen kissing Yan Zihan with his big teeth flashed in front of his eyes. Thinking about it, he felt a sense of crisis, "Don't you fucking say that the French are romantic? This is for you The waves are gone!"

"Baby!" Yan Zihan let out a low laugh, and leaned closer to Cong Xiaoyi, "Do you know how hurtful your words are?"

"I was the one who got hurt." Cong Xiao pouted.

Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiao and kissed him, and before leaving, he bit his lips lightly, "Is that why you doubt our relationship? Or are you just so unconfident about me?"

Cong Xiaoyi hugged Yan Zihan's neck without letting Yan Zihan get too far away from him, "I didn't mean that...I..."

"I know!" Yan Zihan supported his weight with his arms, lowered his tone, looked at Cong Xiao and said, "I understand your thoughts, but if it's just because of this trivial matter, you just want to If there are too many, then I will not agree to you going to the neighboring city after the college entrance examination."

"Why?" Cong Xiao asked.

"In that case, the chances of you leaving me will be high. The most important thing for two people to be together is trust. If I often bring you a sense of crisis, your trust in me will also be greatly reduced. I will not let us separate. chances are increased.”

"It's not a sense of crisis." Cong Xiao said, lying down on the back, "It's because I don't have confidence in myself. I always feel that standing with you will always have a sense of distance from you."

"There is no sense of distance!" Yan Zihan said firmly, stretched out his hand to caress Cong Xiaoyi's brows that were about to frown together, and lowered his voice, "It's just you, no matter what your identity, status, or job, as long as it's you , I just want to be with Cong Xiaoyi, Cong Xiaoyi is you."

"Damn..." Cong Xiao opened his mouth and smiled, "It's so fucking sultry."

"That's why I got you." Yan Zihan also laughed, "I got it by myself, so I have to be responsible for it no matter what."

"Okay." Cong Xiao let go of Yan Zihan, "Go back."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan let go of the arm that had been supporting his body weight just now, "It's all sore."

"There is something I want to tell you." Cong Xiao opened the car door and went down first, and said to Yan Zihan who was still sitting in the co-pilot.

"What's the matter?" Yan Zihan asked.

"When I spoke just now, there was a smell of garlic." Cong laughed, looking at Yan Zihan's surprised expression.

"Really?" Yan Zihan raised his eyebrows, "What a coincidence, you have it too!"

So it's meatloaf that offends?

When he got home, he thought that Cong Jiyun should be asleep, so Cong Xiaoyi planned to take Tudou and go out for a stroll first, and when he came back, he could take a bath and kiss Yan Zihan so that they could sleep comfortably.

Cong Jiyun was lying on the sofa in the living room, covered with a small blanket, the TV was on but not loud, Cong Xiao was about to wake Cong Jiyun up and let her go back to the room to sleep, only to find that Cong Jiyun was sweating when he walked in.

"Mom?" Cong Xiaoyi squatted on the edge of the sofa and called out.

Cong Jiyun lay still, eyes closed and frowning. Cong Xiao just wanted to continue shouting when he saw Yan Zihan reach out and touch Cong Jiyun's forehead, "I have a fever."

"Fever?" Cong Xiao was taken aback, and quickly shook Cong Jiyun who was lying on the sofa, "Mom...?"

Cong Jiyun frowned and answered in a daze. Cong Xiaoyi hurriedly helped Cong Jiyun up a little. When he touched Cong Jiyun's body, he realized that the damn thing was not "a little fever". The hot touch made Cong Xiao nervous at first, "What's going on! Why don't you sleep in the room?"

Yan Zihan checked the time, "Let's go, go to the hospital first!"

Cong Jiyun woke up with some consciousness when he was leaving the house, and reluctantly let Cong Xiaoyi walk towards the elevator entrance. Looking at Cong Jiyun who was exhausted, Cong Xiaoyi bit his lower lip, and took a step to stand in front of Cong Jiyun, "Come up , I will carry you!"

Cong Jiyun waved his hands and wanted to refuse, but Cong Xiaoyi didn't give a chance, frowning and said firmly, "Hurry up!"

Yan Zihan pressed the elevator button, didn't say much, and came over to help Cong Jiyun lie on Cong Xiaoyi's back, "Hold on, go to the hospital early, Xiaoyi will be at ease."

Cong Jiyun hugged Cong Xiaoyi's arm tightly, slowly closed his eyes, and nodded slightly.

The author has something to say: I am going to do some metaphysics, and now my eyes are straight... The time here is an hour later than in China... Sleepy enough to faint... The class at ten o'clock tomorrow morning... The author is a bit generous... I want to tell the person I like Talking... But he didn't even post on Moments, so it's not easy to comment... Desperate, only briefly commented on Weibo yesterday.Confused... The phone charger seems to be broken...【Smiling face】