Xie Meng was not sleeping properly at night. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he had a vague headache. He got up to pour water, and the sound alarmed Zhang Xiujuan next door.

The old man stood at the door wearing a gray linen robe and a big shawl, frowned slightly: "What time is it?" she asked Xie Meng.

"After 3 o'clock." Xie Meng apologized: "You can sleep for a while."

Zhang Xiujuan sighed, and she walked to the table and sat down: "You can't even sleep, why are my old lady sleeping?"

Xie Meng didn't say anything. He boiled a pot of water, poured a small soup, squatted down and handed it to Zhang Xiujuan's feet. When he stood up, the other party held his hand.

"What happened?" Zhang Xiujuan looked at the face of her grandson, feeling a little distressed: "You have been like this in junior high school for a while. Grandma held back and didn't ask, but she still felt uncomfortable."

Xie Meng opened his mouth and closed it again. He smiled a little and shook Zhang Xiujuan's hand: "It's nothing, it's okay."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan did not come when he was in school the next day. Xie Meng waited until the physical education class was over and did not see the other person. He had no choice but to block people after school.

"Zhuo Xiaoyuan asked for leave." The squad leader of Class 6 was a girl: "How long have you been asked for it...why? Are there any urgent matters when you ask him?"

"..." Xie Meng's face didn't look very good: "Do you have his address?"

The female class monitor said: "The address book is all in the teacher's place. Do you want to read it when you go?"

Xie Meng hesitated a little. He went to the office and stood at the door for a long time. He finally gave up. When he turned around and was about to go downstairs, he met Ji Qinyang who happened to run up.

When the other party saw him, he raised his eyebrows: "Where are you here? You have been looking for you for a long time."

Xie Meng: "?"

Ji Qinyang: "Let's go back together."

Xie Meng: "...Are you going to your grandfather's house again?"

Ji Qinyang's expression was confused for a moment, then he reacted, and umbled along the conversation, thought for a while and added: "My grandfather's cat was born, so he will go to help in the past few days."

"..." Xie Meng moved his eyebrows. He rarely made a joking expression, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Kitten..."

Ji Qinyang said seriously: "Yes."

Xie Meng laughed, Ji Qinyang looked at him, and suddenly reached out to brush his bangs.

Xie Meng: "?"

"It's sticky." Ji Qinyang blinked his fingers, and he used to show his casual and beautiful smile: "Let's go."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan has never come to school. Xie Meng has been in a daze for a long time. Sometimes he can see dark circles in his eyes. It is obvious that he has not had a good sleep at night. He is not fat at first, but now when wearing black clothes, he gives people the illusion that he is almost lost.

Ji Qinyang still goes with him after school every day, and the reasons he finds are strange.

"Have you cut your hair?" Ji Qinyang asked accidentally. He surrounded Xie Meng in his arms, and the two of them stood close to the carriage.

The boy's hair ends were cut shorter and pressed thinly between his neck.

"I cut some myself." Xie Meng felt a little embarrassed: "I don't concentrate... It seems that I have broken cut?"

Ji Qinyang smiled: "No." He put his palm on Xie Meng's neck: "It's not bad."

The skin under the palm was very delicate, and it was a little cool because it was exposed to the air. Ji Qinyang's hands were very hot. Xie Meng did not resist the other party's posture of almost pinching his neck.

Ji Qinyang tightened his fingers and said as if nothing had happened: "Your muscles are very stiff."

Xie Meng: "It's probably because I've been bowing my head for a long time."

Ji Qinyang didn't say anything. He rubbed Xie Meng's neck little by little with his knuckles, rubbed him back and forth three times before stopping, "How do you feel?" he asked.

Xie Meng closed his eyes for some time, and he sighed: "It's very comfortable, can you massage?"

Ji Qinyang: "My mother has been making tea and making tea, and her shoulders will be sore."

Xie Meng nodded and said, "It's so good." I don't know if it refers to Ji Qinyang's massage skills or something else.

After getting off the car, the two of them would go to Shantang Street to have snacks. At first, they didn't know who started, so they gradually developed a habit. Xie Meng drank half of the tofu flower bowl and found that Ji Qinyang was still adding spicy sauce to the bowl.

The weather was gradually getting warmer. Ji Qinyang took off his coat halfway through eating, and only wore a long-sleeved shirt inside.

Xie Meng was still wrapped in a coat, and the evening sunset was sunset on his face from the side, and his outline was outlined in a handsome way, and he just put it into his collar near his chin.

Ji Qinyang had been staring for a long time before subconsciously retracting his gaze. His fingertips were a little hot, and he thought about it and put the tofu bowl on the table.

Xie Meng looked at him strangely: "Don't eat anymore?"

Ji Qinyang's skin was white and almost transparent. Because of the excessive spicy food, the lips made his lips look bright. He felt a little sweaty on the tip of his nose. His dark brown hair was naturally curly and fluffy, and it was slightly longer around his ears.

"Somewhat hot." Ji Qinyang let go of his collar, he supported his head and smiled at Xie Meng: "You eat yours."

"..." Xie Meng quickly drank the last little tofu.

Ji Qinyang took out his phone and looked at the time.

"Let's go." He took the two of his schoolbags and stood up: "I'll take you to the intersection."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was wearing plaster on his left leg and leaned on the coffee table. He was bored watching TV in the living room. His sister Zhuo ran in with a braid and blocked her around in front of the TV.

"If you have farts, please let it go." Zhuo Xiaoyuan threw a cushion impatiently and said, "What do you want to do after eating ice cream?"

Zhuo Jin has just turned 10 years old and doesn't have to go to school due to physical reasons. He is greedy and playful every day. Zhuo Xiaoyuan is injured and has been kept at home for so long, and she is the happiest family.

"Some people say it's your classmate." Zhuo Jin almost hung it around Zhuo Xiaoyuan's neck and said and gestured: "A very beautiful handsome guy."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan couldn't stand her: "If you are handsome, you are beautiful, can you speak?"

Zhuo Jinjin pouted, reluctantly got off Zhuo Xiaoyuan and helped his brother open the door. As a result, when he saw Ji Qinyang coming in, Zhuo Xiaoyuan's face turned dark.

"What are you here?" Zhuo Xiaoyuan said coldly. His hair was longer and his very hard roots were standing.

Ji Qinyang handed Zhuo Jinjin the fruit he brought. He bent down and touched the girl's head: "Be good, go wash strawberries and eat it yourself?"

Zhuo Jinjin had no resistance to all handsome guys of the same age as her brother. He ran to the kitchen room happily, not caring about Zhuo Xiaoyuan.

"Let's see if you have moss?" Ji Qinyang smiled lazily. He looked at Zhuo Xiaoyuan's legs with cast: "It's almost good? Then go to school early and don't cause trouble."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan frowned: "Who am I causing trouble?" He snorted: "Don't you want to see me?"

"I don't want to see you, it doesn't mean others don't want it." Ji Qinyang took out the headphone cable from his bag and walked it to the back of his neck: "I can't beat you and you're still forced. Do you really think you are a hero?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan looked ugly, but he didn't want to show weakness. He said hard: "That scum is not much better, so what if you rely on the number of people? I'm still beaten into the hospital by me."

Ji Qinyang sneered, Zhuo Xiaoyuan glanced at him, and couldn't help asking, "That scum didn't go to harass Xie Meng, right?"

Ji Qinyang said lightly: "I'm here."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "Don't think that's your credit. Han Dong just doesn't want Xie Meng to cause trouble anymore. If he really wants to fight, it won't be enough for Xie Meng to see it."

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "What does it mean?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was too lazy to say: "You will understand in the future."

Ji Qinyang narrowed his eyes, and he thoughtfully swung the headphone cable and asked, "You know him very well."

"Xie Meng?" Zhuo Xiaoyuan hung his eyes: "Anyway, it's more than you know. It's the thing in our S. I don't know what you are involved in."

Ji Qinyang smiled disdainfully: "Now it's W high, he is from our Class 3. If you figure it out, who is outsiders."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was so happy that he yelled for a long time but couldn't find any words to refute.

Ji Qinyang stuffed his headphones, and he stood up and put his hands in his pockets: "I see that your legs are almost as good as you are. Remember to come to school tomorrow. If you can't see you in the morning, don't blame me for dragging people."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: “…”

Xie Meng and Zhang Ganggang came to school about the same time. They met Zhuo Xiaoyuan who had been waiting there at the door of Class 3.

"..." Xie Meng's eyes fell on the other party's legs, which were still wearing plaster.

"That scum can never teach in his life." Zhuo Xiaoyuan said expressionlessly: "If you ask Han Dong, I am only responsible for passing the message." After he said that, he stopped looking at Xie Meng, and limped over the other party's shoulder with a crutch. When he was about to go downstairs, Xie Meng stopped him.

"Zhuo Xiaoyuan."

He turned around impatiently because he was shouted: "What are you doing?!"

Xie Meng smiled on his face: "Thank you."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan stared at him and muttered: "Crazy!"

Xie Meng waved his hand with a smile, and Zhang Ganggang looked at the two of them inexplicably: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Xie Meng saw Ji Qinyang who happened to go upstairs. He had a headphone cable hanging around his neck. He saw him raise his eyebrows.

"Are early." Ji Qinyang greeted.

"Good morning." Xie Meng noticed his chest and asked accidentally: "What are you listening to?"

Ji Qinyang handed him an earplug: "Let's see?"

"..." Before Xie Meng could react, his ears were filled with stuff. The strange melody of Qingyue hit his eardrums, and the tiny resonance wrapped around his hearing like a spider web, and even his heart trembled slightly.

"Does it sound good?" Ji Qinyang got very close, and he lowered his head to observe Xie Meng's expression.

"Yeah." Xie Meng nodded subconsciously and said with some uncertainty: "But I haven't heard of it..."

Ji Qinyang smiled proudly: "This is my song."

"..." Xie Meng blinked, and his earplugs had been taken away by Zhang Ganggang.

Ji Qinyang simply gave the entire MP3 to the other party: "Remember to return it to me." He pointed at Xie Meng.

Qi Fei finally got ready for duty and came out of the classroom. He saw the MP3 in Zhang Ganggang's hand "Wow".

"You'd better record it." Qi Fei showed off: "The student-time work of the first music producer in China in the future will be dark history."

Ji Qinyang kicked Qi Fei in front, and the latter exaggeratedly screamed.

Xie Meng and Zhang Ganggang followed behind each with earplugs. Zhang Ganggang danced with music. Xie Meng hurriedly covered the headphone cable that was almost pulled off and shook his head helplessly.

The morning light reflects the tiny dust in the air through the window edges. The warm spring sun shines the youthful faces of the young.
Chapter completed!