who is your baby

"……and then?"

On the rooftop of the first floor, the cold wind blows, blowing the corners of Jiang Xintong's clothes.He leaned on the railing, his eyes stopped at a certain point in the void, he pulled the corner of his mouth to speak, but paused in pain, "Then he punched me." He turned his face slightly so that the people next to him could clearly understand Can't help but see the bruise at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, I can do it now!" Xu Feng sighed gloatingly, "Didn't it mean that he was sick and weak?"

Jiang Xintong said lightly: "I have no strength, but I still cried because I felt that I was at a disadvantage, so I asked him to punch a few more times."

Xu Feng took a step back in horror, "...do you have any special hobbies?"

Jiang Xintong glanced at him coldly, "I didn't call you here to make you talk nonsense."

"Okay, you are the uncle." Xu Feng spread his hands and looked up at the sky resignedly, "To be honest, I'm not surprised by this ending at all."

Jiang Xintong raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"Xintong, I always thought that you should see a psychiatrist when it comes to relationships, but it seems that you don't need it now." Xu Feng stared at him, as if he didn't want to miss the slightest change in his expression, "Tell me, what do you think? Yangzi's?"

"stupid."

"It's obvious, don't fool me!"

"I'm not talking about being stupid." Jiang Xintong frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure out why, "Forget it, anyway, he's not the same as a mentally retarded."

Xu Feng resisted the urge to beat his chest, and Xiaozhi reasoned with emotion: "Then what else? For example, being very kind and gentle? I'm just giving you an example."

"cute."

"Although it's disgusting, I still hope you can be more specific."

Jiang Xintong didn't change his face, and said a series of words very naturally and calmly, "Children are self-willed, impulsive, stubborn, hardworking, do what they say, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, love to cry, and need to be coaxed."

"...Okay, where is Bai Xue?"

Jiang Xintong paused, as if he was recalling something, before saying calmly after a while: "Excellent."

Xu Feng nodded: "Are you more specific?"

"Good temper, good grades."

"Gone?"

"What else do you want to hear?" Jiang Xintong narrowed his eyes, a little upset for the first time, "I'm talking about Mai Yangchun, you're going too far."

"I'm just giving you an analysis, so don't interrupt." Xu Feng waved his hand, unable to get angry as if he was used to being oppressed, "Okay, let me ask you directly. What should you do if Mai Yangchun is crying?"

"Coax." Jiang Xintong didn't think twice.

"Is Bai Xue crying?"

Jiang Xintong asked calmly, "Does it have something to do with me?"

"The protagonist of this question: Bai Xue, you, do you think it's related?"

"Then cry, I don't know how to comfort people." Jiang Xintong felt it didn't matter.He really doesn't know how to comfort people, and he doesn't make people cry either—Mai Yangchun was an accident, and it gradually turned into an exception, after all, he can't be coaxed when the other party is crying, otherwise the sky will be turned upside down.

Xu Feng didn't even bother to ask why he was treated differently, "You don't care about Bai Xue at all, do you?"

"Otherwise, do you want me to hug and hug her like I did to Mai Yangchun?" Jiang Xintong asked coldly, his impatience getting worse unconsciously, "Don't mention Bai Xue."

"What's the matter?" Xu Feng looked at him strangely, "Bai Xue provoked you, so annoying others?"

Jiang Xintong's coldness burst out completely, and it was more bitter than the cold wind in winter, making Xu Feng shiver involuntarily.He sneered coolly: "Bai Xue is crying, of course Mai Yangchun will coax her, does it have anything to do with me?" He curled up his fingers, unspeakably irritable and violent, and knocked on the railing in a disguised manner.

"The rhythm is out of order." Xu Feng drifted over without a tune, and before the other party froze into an iceberg, he hurriedly reminded: "You are jealous."

Jiang Xintong sneered: "Don't talk nonsense to me, continue."

He turned around to face Xu Feng, and casually leaned on the railing as if he was listening, with deep eyes.

"Think about it, why are you in such a hurry for Mai Yangchun to cry, and you are willing to beat you? Don't tell me what the situation forced me, I think you are enjoying it. It is impossible for friends to help each other and love each other. If I cry , you definitely don’t pay attention; if I hit you, you have to cut me off.” Xu Feng saw the face of the person on the opposite side getting serious, and then he continued to talk with satisfaction, “You must like Yangzi! They said you like Baixue , I don’t believe a single word, what’s the difference between you treating Bai Xue and the person you admire? But you look at Mai Yangchun’s eyes, what you say and do to Mai Yangchun, oops, I’m embarrassed to say it.”

Jiang Xintong seemed to have captured a subtle inspiration, and nodded thoughtfully, "Well, continue."

"Why did I say you were jealous, let me explain to you." Xu Feng did not let go of every bit of his inconspicuous but shocking changes, trying to get back the pleasure of being suppressed for many years and finally getting revenge, " Bai Xue cried, and Mai Yangchun went to coax you, you are not happy, why? You just said that you don’t care about Bai Xue crying, then you will definitely not be unhappy when Bai Xue cries, because you don’t care, but when Yang Zi goes to coax you, you will not be happy , the most important thing is still on Yangzi. ——If Lin Xun or I cry and Yangzi comes to coax you, how do you feel?"

"I think?" Jiang Xintong almost didn't know the words "crying" and "coaxing", and he didn't bother to think about it anymore, and said calmly, "It's best for you to cry to death, what's there to coax."

After he finished speaking, he added in a low voice unwillingly: "Mai Yangchun is so affectionate."

Jiang Xintong felt sour and swollen in his heart, as if it was as astringent as Xu Feng said, as if soaked in vinegar.He wanted to ignore the above questions at all, but with the addition of Mai Yangchun's name, even if it was just a hypothesis, he had to subconsciously pay attention.What's more terrible is that he is the deadliest of all - Mai Yangchun is such a soft-hearted idiot, it is not impossible for him to coax others, after all, he has played coquettishly to his angry self several times.

"Look, you just like Mai Yangchun. Men in love are stingy, don't you just want to occupy him by yourself." Xu Feng patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Admit it, brother, how can anyone treat a friend like that?" Kissing and hugging, I'm afraid it's not because you have bad intentions. You didn't have a hot head at all last night, but you did what you wanted to do most in your heart. In fact, you must be very happy in your heart. "

"What is liking?" Jiang Xintong asked calmly and earnestly, "You should be able to explain clearly, right?"

"Like, uh, just... I want to give him the best, I don't want to make him sad, I want him to be happy every day, I don't want to be apart for a moment, I miss him if I don't see each other—fuck, when it comes to this, you fucking Did you skip class again last night?"

"The review has not yet been handed in. If you don't escape, it is a waste of opportunity." Jiang Xintong nodded in agreement, "These points are quite accurate, you continue."

"I don't have anything to say. You don't know yet. Your EQ has been absorbed by your IQ?"

Jiang Xintong was silent for a long time, so long that Xu Feng felt that the sun was going down, and the other party nodded with deep eyes, and asked calmly, "Then when will I confess my love?"

Xu Feng lost his center of gravity in a daze, and almost fell to the ground, only feeling weak, "Brother, you have to slow down, at least you should be shocked..."

This is the afternoon of the third day of Mai Yangchun's leave of absence.

He felt that it was too uncomfortable, and because of his temper, he refused to let his mother buy medicine, covering the quilt with fever and sweating was useless, and now there was no one at home, so he got up in a daze and wanted to get an injection by himself. Open the gate and be caught——

"Why are you running around by yourself?" Jiang Xintong glanced up and down, the person in front of him had a sickly red face, watery eyes, and his fair neck, five fingers, and ankles were all exposed to the cold air, and his face darkened. "go back."

Mai Yangchun seemed to be in a coma, he didn't care about his stern tone, and mumbled: "Injection..."

"Go back and put on your clothes first, and be obedient." Jiang Xintong held his frozen hand, feeling angry and distressed. He just held back for two days to avoid being angry, but the other party became ill like this.But he found that the other party was very well-behaved at the moment, and he was a little funny.

Mai Yangchun was led into the house by him, sat obediently and had his scarf and gloves put on for him, and put on his socks and shoes before going out.

The heater in the taxi was turned on very high, and Mai Yangchun was suffering from hot and cold, suddenly shrunk into a small ball and shouted cold, then was hugged by Jiang Xintong and then pushed him away to complain about the heat, after coming down several times, Jiang Xintong Before he had time to sigh, he hid in the corner and cried coquettishly, crying silently, his shoulders twitched, and the driver in front watched him laughing.

Jiang Xintong reluctantly took the man back, let him lie on his lap, put his fingers together and lightly touched the other's eyes, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Stop crying, stop crying, just sleep for a while." Feeling the warm liquid under the palm of his hand and the trembling eyelashes, his heart was almost clenched into a ball.

The confused Mai Yangchun didn't lose his self-esteem, he turned around and wanted to bury his face in the opponent's waist in embarrassment.Jiang Xintong opened his coat, thinking it would make him warmer, but within 5 minutes, he felt that the sweater inside was about to be wet by the other party's crying.

Along the way, Jiang Xintong had no choice but to urge the driver to hurry up in a deep voice, and all his rationality and composure disappeared.The first time he saw Mai Yangchun so fragile and soft, it was a bit novel, but he never wanted to see him get sick again, and he himself felt sad as if he was infected.For a while, I wondered if forcing people to take medicine in the library would be much better. I blamed it on myself. Then I thought that Mai Yangchun was too stubborn. He didn't take medicine when he was so sick, so he could lose his temper with him, but Doing something that makes life difficult for yourself deserves to be uncomfortable.

I deserve it too, if I like it, I deserve to be passive.

The car finally stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Jiang Xintong was afraid that his legs would be weak and he would not be able to walk steadily, so he directly bent his back to him, "Come up, I will carry you."

Mai Yangchun sniffed, lay down on the ground aggrieved, and hugged the other party's neck obediently, "Dizziness..."

Jiang Xintong coaxed him softly as he walked. The other party was like a child being bullied, rubbing back and forth in his shoulders and acting coquettishly. He felt that his heart would turn into a puddle of water, the kind of spring water that could ripple.

It wasn't until the other party finally got the number and got the injection that Jiang Xintong finally let out a breath of relief.The nurse took a look and adjusted the scroll wheel: "Are you in a hurry?"

Jiang Xintong supported his head on his shoulders, trying to make him lean more comfortably, "Don't rush. Slow down, he's very dizzy."

"39 degrees eight, dizziness is normal." The nurse packed up the medical tools and was about to leave, but she inadvertently saw Mai Yangchun's red and swollen eyes.

Mai Yangchun was already so tired that he fell asleep, breathing softly with his mouth slightly open on his shoulder.Jiang Xintong's cold fingers caressed the red eyes of the other party, rubbing all the way, from the tip of the nose to the soft lips, his fingertips stayed in the softness for a moment, finally shifted the direction, and gently wiped the other's lips Corner water stains.

The other party's tears still remained on the waist and abdomen of his sweater, and now the other party's saliva appeared on his shoulders.

Not too bad after all.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, in the end I still overestimated myself, and procrastinated again... I don’t dare to predict the next chapter anymore, I will never know what I will write in the next second, tears.jpg Thinking from another angle, you should be clear before confessing Make up your mind, right?