tenderness is impossible

Three days later, a list was posted on the display board at the entrance of the dormitory building: three students in dormitory 613 Lu Zhongyao from Class 13 Mathematics and Applied Mathematics (1), Zhang Mingyu from Class 13 Mathematics and Applied Mathematics (1), class 13 Mathematics and Applied Mathematics ( 1) Ban Wang Lei violated the rules of the dormitory, barbecued in the dormitory, and threw objects at high altitudes. This incident has caused adverse effects in the dormitory. He wrote a 1000-word self-criticism, confiscated the barbecue equipment, and reported criticism.

Looking at the three names on the notice and criticism list, He Jingyu felt a little guilty, especially when he passed by those three people when he went upstairs, and noticed that the corner of Lu Zhongyao's mouth was red and swollen, his face was also bruised, and a small wound was also there. Not dealt with.

He guessed that he was beaten during a conflict with the counselor. The beating was too bad, but what is enviable is that although the man has a bruised nose and a swollen face, he has an incomparable handsomeness. force.

Why should it be them?

He Jingyu never let himself suffer, but he also did not do things that harm others and benefit himself. In order to feel better, he went to the infirmary to buy a plaster for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself, so he entrusted a direct student to send it to 613, and went directly to class by himself.

In the traditional Chinese culture class, the teacher asked several people before and after to discuss with each other.

He Jingyu's group had a good discussion at first, but then the four girls started chatting about makeup and gossip.

【Is that Lu Zhongyao interested in you】

[Farewell, this man is super fierce, I saw him make a student cry fiercely]

[It's so scary, how did I hear that he had a py transaction with many people in their boxing club, there are all strong bodies there]

[It seems to be true, isn't Lu Zhongyao the former president, the current president came up from the unspoken rules, and there is a bust of the two of them hugging each other in the post bar□□]

[Ci'ao, it's very touching, I've already made up a hundred thousand words of pornography]

【Hand a pen to the boss】

……

He Jingyu, who was watching "The Ordinary World" silently, closed the book, opened the school post bar by accident, and saw the sexy pornographic photo.

Ha ha.

I thought this matter would end here, but after the culture class in the morning ended, He Jingyu was blocked by someone, by the black-pot trio. Seeing so many people around him, the black-pot three must not dare to mess around, so he asked calmly: "Three, what are you doing?"

Wang Lei stood up and asked, "Did you send that ointment?"

It turned out to be this matter, He Jingyu smiled: "Yes, take care of your classmates."

Zhang Mingyu, who was next to him, said in a strange way: "There is nothing to be courteous about, it's either rape or robbery."

He Jingyu heard the unkindness in his tone, ignored him, and looked at Lu Zhongyao, who was silent, and said, "My Yangou, I feel uncomfortable seeing you like this. Have you applied the ointment, does it work?"

Lu Zhongyao never used this kind of thing, and thought it would be cool to have an injury on his face, but this was the first time someone gave him medicine and cared about his appearance, which satisfied his vanity a little, but unfortunately this The person is a man.

"Thank you for the plaster. I don't like to owe favors. Let me treat you to dinner."

In order to dispel the doubts of those three people, He Jingyu did not refuse, and obediently followed Lu Zhongyao away, and two other people shouted: "Dalu, let's go." Then they left in the opposite direction.

No, why did I go upstairs to drink the northwest wind.He Jingyu, who knows the truth that a monk can run but not a temple, followed the tall and straight figure in front of him step by step, and took out his mobile phone to call the police at any time.

There is no one on the rooftop, the cool breeze blows head-on, and the spirit is refreshed. Looking from a distance, you can have a panoramic view of all the scenery. The height is extremely cold, and all the chaos and noise below are isolated.

It's a hookup, right, it's a good place for a fight.He Jingyu couldn't help but sneered when he wanted to break up, then he kept his expression and pursed his lips, waiting for Guotou to speak first, so as to mediate.

"Well, your name is He Shiyu, right? Why do you have such a strange name?"

What is this, insulting one's own name, mocking one's parents in disguise?He Jingyu's eyes became treacherous, thinking that you are more tender than anyone else, and wanted to fight back: Chinese medicine, I'm afraid your father would have to take medicine if you were born.It just so happened that the two of them ran up slowly and cheered, "Dinner is ready."

He Jingyu held the heavy lunch box, only to realize that it was really an invitation to dinner. It was a false alarm, and the matter of that name should be written off, and now the two are cleared.

There were a few discarded tables and chairs on the roof, Zhang Mingyu took out a napkin and wiped a chair a few times, and said dog-leggedly, "Brother Dalu, sit down."

It's great to have a younger brother. He Jingyu thinks that Lu Zhongyao is very handsome just because of this small detail, unlike the sloppy, problematic youths in TV dramas, and Lu Zhongyao's teeth are so white! !Definitely don't smoke.

He Jingyu pulled up a chair that fell on the ground and sat next to Lu Zhongyao, opened the lid happily, and saw that the large intestine inside was not good, and he had no appetite at all. Then he looked at the one next to him, it was the pot head, food It turned out to be my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, very depressed.

Ever since, He Jingyu put all the large intestines into the lunch box of Guotou, thinking that he couldn't eat it anyway, so he might as well use waste.

Lu Zhongyao paused in a daze, "What are you doing?"

He Jingyu opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Eat more meat, the wound will heal faster."

Seeing the full meal, Lu Zhongyao felt a little touched, He Jingyu was worried about such a small injury, and then saw that there were only a few slices of carrots and cabbage left in his lunch box, and said: "It's really unnecessary, give the food to me quickly." I'll take it away."

He Jingyu boldly said: "How can you take back the meat you gave away, how about you give me some sweet and sour pork ribs as a gift in return."

Seeing that the chopsticks in He Jingyu's hand had never been put into his mouth, Lu Zhongyao generously sent the boxed meal forward and let him pick it up.

He Jingyu was really impolite, ignoring Zhang Mingyu's white eyes and only leaving one for him.

The wind blew He Jingyu's broken hair, revealing a clean and fair neck and a looming collarbone. A red string hung around his neck, making his skin particularly white.When eating the ribs, he lightly licked the sweet and sour sauce on his lips. The action was very natural. Lu Zhongyao looked a little hot and wanted to taste the ribs in his mouth. How could there be such a good-looking person who is so delicious.

Lu Zhongyao, who was frightened by his outrageous thoughts, hurriedly stuffed two large intestines to calm down.

There is a strange phenomenon that when you get to know a person, you feel that you will meet him often.No, I met Lu Zhongyao after class, and saw him again when I came to the fruit shop.

Lu Zhongyao and the three of them were outside the fruit shop, but they never saw He Jingyu picking fruits inside.In addition to the black pot trio, there was also a fat boy with a naive look, probably their roommate.

Lu Zhongyao pulled the little fat man to the scale placed against the wall at the entrance of the store and said, "Didn't you say you want to weigh it? Scale it."

The little fat man looked timidly at the girls coming and going around him: "Forget it, there are so many people."

So the black pot trio formed a half circle, blocking the little fat man and the scale, and the little fat man stepped on the scale without any scruples, looked at it for two seconds, and laughed foolishly.

He Jingyu took the sliced ​​pineapples, swiped his card and left.He felt that he was not familiar enough to greet them proactively.

"He Jingyu." Lu Zhongyao saw the back of He Jingyu's head, and grabbed his hand. Because of too much force, the bunch of pineapples in his hand slipped off the stick gorgeously.

The scene was awkward for a while.

He Jingyu pursed his lips, picked up the pineapples on the ground and threw them into the trash can, then silently picked up a bunch of pineapples from the store.He looked at Lu Zhongyao, took a small bite, and said in a neutral tone, "Pay."

Lu Zhongyao came to his senses and quickly put the meal card on the machine so that his aunt swiped two dollars.

He Jingyu waved goodbye to the four of them, leaving Lu Zhongyao standing there thoughtfully.

"Mainland, what's wrong?"

"There is an urge to let him max out my card."

The three of them were stunned and shook Lu Zhongyao vigorously: "Dalu, wake up."