Moon and people are still

That night I had a dream, dreaming that Ye Chen came to look for me in the dormitory, and asked me why I didn’t go to his fan club, and if I didn’t like him, I said yes honestly, and told him I liked women or not I like men, after hearing this, he changed into a woman, just like Jing Yi, which scared me out of my dream.

After waking up, I heard a knock on the door of the dormitory.

It turned out that the strange background music in the dream was this voice.

He found a coat and put it on, got out of bed and walked over, and shouted at the door: "Who is it?"

A male voice came from outside the door: "Ye Chen."

Ye Chen?

I haven't woken up from my dream?

But I still opened the door, and the person standing at the door, wearing a small suit, was a little uglier than the photo, but it was not hard to recognize that it was Ye Chen himself.

Surprised, I held the doorknob hard, and said to myself, "I like women."

Ye Chen in front of me did not turn into Jing Yi, and I finally believed that this was not a dream.

With excitement, he turned around and woke up Yingqing, the only one left in the dormitory who was still sleeping.

In the morning, Huang Ye and Zhao Jie had something to go out, I think they will regret it for several days, and this guy Yingqing is probably going to break his promise and become a dog.

Sure enough, when she saw Ye Chen, she screamed loudly.

From this point of view, I am still very calm, very generous and decent.

It's not a big deal for Ye Chen to come here, he said it was a lottery for the dormitory number, and it happened to draw us, and Christmas is coming, so he gave us Christmas presents.He followed the team and followed the photographer. Ye Chen personally gave the gift to Yingqing. Yingqing said a few words of thanks and love to Ye Chen to the camera, and they left sparsely.

After he left, Yingqing's excited mood could not be calmed down for a long time, and when I came out after washing, he was still holding Ye Chen's autographed photo and smirked.

Today's celebrities really do anything to attract fans.

The third and fourth quarters are Jing Yi's class. After finishing breakfast in the dormitory, she realized that the time was too late. Yingqing was immersed in Ye Chen's joy, and started repeating Ye Chen's song again, saying that she had a heart disease and was going to skip class. .

I didn't force it, I changed my clothes and took my bag and went out.

It’s too late to pass by the main road. Although being late is a trivial matter for college students, the process of entering the classroom late is like walking a red carpet. The whole class is staring at you. You are not walking fast or slow. It is very painful. .

Ever since, I took a muddy and rugged mountain road.

It took only 10 minutes to reach the downstairs of the teaching building. I breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the one-meter-high platform in front of me, gritted my teeth and jumped, and was about to turn over, but unfortunately, in mid-air, the leaves next to me suddenly caught me My schoolbag, this huge project was knocked halfway, and I managed to fall down.

I went up, but because of the distance, the area from my left knee to my ankle was severely scratched by the edge of the tiles on the floor of the teaching building.

And I managed to lie down on the ground, and the schoolbag on my back flew from my back very disappointingly, pressing on my head.

Usually at times like this, the first thing to do is not to get up and look at your injuries, but to see if there is anyone around.

Me, too.

But God doesn't seem to want to make it easy for me. There is actually someone on this remote first floor, and that person is unfortunately Jing Yi.

When I looked up, I saw her standing 5 meters away, laughing at me.

Ha ha.

I suddenly wanted to have the skill in my dream very much. If so, then now I only need to shout "I like men." The girl in front of me will become irrelevant to anyone.

It is better to lose face in front of others than to lose face in front of her.

But that's obviously not practical, and it would make me appear retarded.

I was crazy for a while, and after a while, I struggled to get up from the ground, and Jing Yi also came to me.

I clapped my hands and said to her politely, "Hello, teacher."

She hummed.

I smiled awkwardly and lifted my foot to leave, but she stopped me after taking a step.

I looked back at her and saw her pointing to the stairs beside me and said, "Are you all right? Come and sit there, let me see your legs."

I waved at her: "No teacher."

This refusal was accompanied by the ringing of the class bell, but Jing Yi didn't seem to hear it, and still pointed there and said, "Come here."

I continued to wave my hand to refuse, but she suddenly frowned and looked at me: "Cheng Keke."

This kind of thing with the first and last name is the scariest thing, so I had to sit down obediently.

The ringing stopped abruptly, and I sighed in my heart, the time for rejection was too short and too embarrassing.

After I sat down, I was about to roll up my trouser legs, thinking that I would just show her a look.Unexpectedly, Jing Yi squatted down in front of me, grabbed my trouser leg and lifted it up before me.

I hold my breath.

She pulled my trousers very slowly, so close to me.

Doesn't my leg hair look obvious...

I called my mother a few times in my heart, I really regretted not having hair removal with Huang Ye yesterday.

"Does it hurt?"

When I was anxious about my image, Jing Yi suddenly raised his head and frowned slightly and said this to me.

So I immediately came back to my senses, brewed a very wronged expression, looked at her and whispered to her: "It hurts."

She listened and laughed.

I:……

Well, it's kind of fake.

She lowered her head and looked at my calf carefully, and said, "With such a loud noise, can it not hurt?"

After she finished speaking, she looked up at me: "Are there any other injuries?"

I shook my head quickly: "Probably not."

She turned her head to look at me: "Should?"

I shook my head heavily: "No more!"

She looked at me in disbelief, pointed to my other leg and asked, "Where is this leg?"

I shook my head and patted my other leg: "It's okay."

She asked again: "Where are the hands?"

I stretched out my palm in front of her: "Hands are fine."

She nodded, and then asked, "Where's your brain?"

I froze for a moment, I didn't know how to answer her sudden cold joke, this was the first time I felt Jing Yi's affinity, and I was afraid of such affinity.

"Take it, take it." After weighing for a long time, he had to answer like this.

She smiled, and she didn't seem to be joking with me, and said, "Just bring it."

I cough in my heart.

After lowering his head, he found a scratch on his calf, which was red and long, and the skin was torn in some places, and the knee was even more serious, swollen, scratched, and bleeding was coming out.

The injury is still a bit serious.

After she thought about it carefully, she suddenly leaned forward and blew lightly on the wound on my knee. The cool wind passed through the air and landed on my skin, making me itchy uncontrollably.

I wanted to pull my legs back, I wanted to pull down my trousers, I wanted to push her away, but I didn't do anything, I didn't dare.

I'm afraid of failing.

Jing Yi stopped talking to me, took out a tissue from her bag, rubbed it a few times, and gently pressed it on my wound to suck blood.

From my angle, I could just see her well-defined eyelashes.She has no make-up, and some small broken hair on her forehead is standing in a cute look. She purses her lips in a serious manner, and her fair skin is slightly flushed under the light. In such a short time, every time she blinks, They all seem to be talking to me.

When the blood was almost gone, she grabbed the paper in her hand and took the Band-Aid from her bag.

I froze for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, and wanted to grab me, but just as I stretched out my hand, she bluffed me back with a "don't move."

I coughed and found a topic: "Teacher, you have a Band-Aid in your bag, does it mean that you are often injured?"

She continued to tear, put the Band-Aid on my wound, and replied with a smile: "What are you talking about?" She didn't stop her hand, looking cautious and cautious, and said again: "It's been a long time, it may expire gone."

me?"

She smiled, raised her head and glanced at me: "I lied to you."

I:……

The wound was long, and it took Jing Yi three band-aids to cover it completely. Seeing that she had finished putting it on, I quickly took out my mobile phone from my jacket pocket, clicked on my WeChat QR code, and held it in front of my head. He lowered his head and buried his face in his hands.

This begging looks like someone who scans the QR code on the bridge to deliver flowers, and hopes that she can see it when she looks up.

The waiting time is always so long, I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, and my heart suddenly beat very fast.

Not long after, I finally heard a beep coming from my ear, followed by Jing Yi's teasing voice: "Why, are you afraid that I will reject you?"

I pursed my lips and raised my head. Jing Yi was typing on the phone with his head down. Not long after, I saw a friend request in the address book, which said "I'm Teacher Jing."

Excited in my heart, I clicked agree calmly on my face, and entered in the dialog box: I am Cheng Keke.

Soon, her reply appeared on the screen: I know.

I wanted to send an emoji, but it seemed a little too delicate for two people to chat face to face on the phone.

I just got WeChat and need to take it easy, otherwise I may have a heart attack and need to take time off to go back to the dormitory and lie down with Yingqing.

After she finished typing, she put away her mobile phone, patted my head like last time, stood up, bowed her head and said to me: "Okay, let's go to class."

I sighed, pulled down my pants, put my backpack on, thanked her, and ran towards the classroom.

When I arrived in the classroom, I sat down next to Huang Ye, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Huang Ye put down his phone and looked at me, then leaned over and said to me, "Why is it so slow, luckily the goddess is late today, otherwise you are a substitute and late, I don't have a good impression."

I humbly answered yes, indicating that I was taught.

She moved back again, continued to play with her mobile phone, and muttered: "But it's very rare, why is the goddess so late today?"

I paused and replied, "How do I know."

She turned to look at me and laughed, "I didn't ask you."

Oh.

But I know.

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