Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Probably able to make up the brain circuit of someone trying to deceive the evil spirit by pretending to be dead, Xia Zhiye lowered his head and chuckled, then bent over and stretched out his index finger to lift the quilt, and called out tentatively Voice: "I hate brother?"

    "Are you asleep?" Xia Zhiye asked knowingly, and wanted to tease Song Yan. Seeing that Song Yan continued to pretend to be dead, he said slowly, as if asking himself, "Are you really asleep? Then I want to Do something unsightly..."

    "Xia Zhiye, what are you doing?"

    Song Yan opened her eyes and asked coldly.

    Xia Zhiye looked at his little face that was a little red from the stuffiness, and said with a smile, "What can I do, I'll just give you a kiss."

    “…”

    Song Yan gritted her teeth, picked up the pillow at hand, and smashed it.

    As soon as she finished smashing it, she clutched her waist and took a deep breath.

    Xia Zhiye grabbed the pillow and sat down beside the bed, holding down his waist: "Lie down, don't move."

    Song Yan struggled for a while, and just wanted to ask Xia Zhiye what he wanted to do, when he felt something cool sticking to his lower back.

    "An old Chinese medicine's unique secret recipe, I went to line up early in the morning to buy it for you."

    After I bought it back, my future boyfriend was gone.

    Xia Zhiye tried his best as if he had taught him a lesson.

    Song Yan felt an itch on his waist, and his toes couldn't help curling up.

    This little gesture did not escape Xia Zhiye's eyes.

    It seems that Young Master Song's small waist is not only soft, but also very sensitive. Xia Zhiye blatantly admired these two beautiful small waists on the grounds of applying medicine, and bowed his head and smiled. .

    Song Yan was lying on the pillow, unaware of it, and felt a little guilty for not being happy because she didn't find Xia Zhiye in the morning, so she threw out a sentence: "thanks."

    "You're welcome."

    Xia Zhiye was very talkative. After putting the ointment on, he arranged the hem of Song Yan's clothes for him, "Get up and eat the takeout."

    Song Yan remembered the takeaway that he forgot because of fear, got up from the bed, sat at the table, and took apart the tableware.

    Xia Zhiye saw something wrong in the trash can of the dormitory: "You didn't eat at noon?"

    Song Yan's hand that broke the chopsticks froze in the air, and quickly recovered: "I went out to eat, I didn't order takeout."

    Xia Zhiye didn't believe his nonsense, so he sat beside him, leaned on his side, curled his knuckles, and tapped the table twice.

    Song Yan guiltily dared not look at him: "Get out of the way, don't stop me from eating."

    "You will have a good meal if I step aside? Then why don't you eat at noon?" You have to be confident, "Do you think you are not thin enough? The doctor said last time you went to the hospital that you should eat well and reach the weight target, forgot?"

    Song Yan had a guilty conscience, and he was chased and questioned, and he was annoyed: "I just forgot to eat at noon, it's not a big deal, what are you going to do?"

    "I want you to eat with me every day."

    "?"

    Xia Zhiye supported his head, looked at him, and tapped the table with his fingertips: "I respect you for 21 days of cold treatment, but you have to eat three meals a day with me, otherwise you will not be well I can't report to my grandma when I eat, and my grandma wants to teach me a lesson."

    Song Yan looked at Xia Zhiye's slightly curved eyebrows with a smile: "..."

    It is not impossible.

    Don't overdo it: "As you want, report it as you want. At night, the aunt will round the room. You can sleep in the dormitory, but you must continue to abide by other regulations."

    "OK, no problem."

    On the first day of the 21-day cold treatment plan, Xia Zhiye was very satisfied that the two unequal treaties were abolished.

    Smile and stand up, pick up Song Yan's dirty clothes and walk to the pink HelloKitty washing machine on the balcony.

    As a conscious good man, he can start clearing his household debts in advance.

     While Song Yan was eating, watching Xia Zhiye skillfully cleaning the back of the dormitory, he felt guilty, and at the same time felt that something was not right.

    But after thinking about it, I really can't figure out what's wrong. I only know that there is a tall man like Xia Zhiye in the dormitory, and the surrounding yang is a lot heavier.

    After eating, I brushed two sets of English listening, and then I washed and went to bed.

    Song Yan felt that this was very good, she lay on the bed comfortably, turned off the light, felt the gentle and even breathing of Xia Zhiye in the upper bunk, slowly closed her eyes, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

    I sat up in a daze, just about to get out of bed to get a glass of water, when suddenly there was a "pop" sound of something hitting the window.

    Song Yan was startled, and Xia Zhiye's light voice echoed in his mind when he reacted - "The student lives on the sixth floor, the top floor of the dormitory of No. 3 Middle School, the roof is sealed, and there is nothing on it people."

    Song Yan: "…"

    Grass.

    Thinking of the long empty corridor and the water dispenser at the other end of the corridor, Song Yan gritted her teeth, Xia Zhiye, this idiot, has nothing to tell.

    So upholding the principle that as long as I don't get better, the person who makes me feel unhappy don't think about it, Song Yan directly turned on the lights in the dormitory, then stood by the bed and looked at Looking at the handsome face of Xia Zhiye in the upper bunk, who was sleeping peacefully, he coldly called out three words: "Xia Zhiye."

    Xia Zhiye heard the voice, opened his eyes in a daze, saw Song Yan, hoarse his voice, and asked ignorantly: "Good boy, what's wrong."

    "I want water."

    Song Yan's words were concise and to the point.

    Hearing this sentence, Xia Zhiye, whose head was completely slumbered, didn't think much, crawled off the bed with his eyes half-closed, and then grabbed from the table as if he was blind. Song Yan's water glass floated down the corridor like a sleepwalker, and soon floated back with the full water glass in his hands, and handed it to Song Yan who was sitting beside the bed.

    The whole process is very smooth and smooth, like the instinct of mechanical repetition.

    The water in the cup should be half hot and half cold, and the temperature is just right for Song Yan to finish it in one breath.

    How can anyone be so confused like this, and still notice such details, like this has been done many times, so it can be done well in the subconscious half-dream and half-awake Same.

    Song Yan suddenly realized that when he woke up every morning, there was a glass of water with just the right temperature on the table, and he would stay in bed every morning, so he had no time for such peak water consumption. Line up to get water.

    But because of the rush every morning, he didn't have time to think about where the glass of water came from.

    He looked up at Xia Zhiye, just as he was about to say something, Xia Zhiye just couldn't hold it anymore, he closed his eyes and planted his head on his shoulder, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

    Song Yan: "? Xia Zhiye?"

    Called, but didn't wake up.

    Song Yan was about to increase the volume when Xia Zhiye hugged him, buried his head in his neck and rubbed: "Sleepy."

    At that moment, Song Yan suddenly remembered the first night he came to Nanwu, and Xia Zhiye also ran to his bed in such a daze, hugging him all night .

    That night was also the first night in a long, long time that I slept well without taking medicine.

    So some people may be born to be sent by God to save you, even if it is only the first side, you can feel the kindness that the magnetic field inexplicably fits.

    Song Yan suddenly didn't want to wake Xia Zhiye.

    He hugged Xia Zhiye back, pulled the quilt to cover Xia Zhiye tightly, then turned off the light, and whispered "good night" in Xia Zhiye's ear.

    ·

    When the alarm clock rang the next day, Xia Zhiye froze for a while before opening his eyes in disbelief.

      Song Yan's dream.

    So why is he in Song Yan's bed?

    Song Yan still hugged his waist so tightly, with her head still buried in his neck rubbing?

    Did Song Yan suddenly wake up overnight last night?

    Or did Song Yan suddenly realize that this young and beautiful body is not for nothing?

    Xia Zhiye was fantasizing about the arrival of his beautiful life when the alarm clock suddenly rang for the second round. Seeing that someone frowned as if he was about to smash the phone, Xia Zhiye hurriedly reached out to press the alarm clock .

    But he was lying on the outside of Song Yan, and the phone was on the side of Song Yan. When Xia Zhiye stretched his arm enough, he slipped and accidentally pressed Song Yan.

    The alarm went off.

    He stopped too.

    Song Yan, who frowned and was about to get angry, also stopped.

    Hard.

    Both.

    The front is just right.

    Time stopped flowing at 613, and even a grain of dust began to fall cautiously.

    “…”

    After a full ten seconds, Song Yan couldn't hold back anymore, so she raised her leg and tried to kick away a certain adolescent man who was tougher than steel.

    Xia Zhiye hurriedly pressed her hands: "No, we are still young, it is not appropriate for you to be a widow for decades."

    "Fuck you to be a widow! Xia Zhiye, you need a face!" Song Yan was so angry that he exploded.

    Xia Zhiye smiled: "Don't be so shy, it's not the first time."

    Song Yan gritted her teeth, but she couldn't refute, just red from the root of her neck to the root of her ears.

    Xia Zhiye looked more and more cute, and couldn't help but tease: "Speaking of which... why did we suddenly take a bath in my house after taking a nap the day before yesterday? And it was so cold. The temperature of the water is still adjusted so low? Is it tempering the mind and cultivating the will?"

    "Xia Zhiye! Are you tired of living..."

    "I dreamed of you too."

    "?"

    Song Yan was interrupted by Xia Zhiye in a low voice before she finished her scolding: "The first time I realized that I might like you was when I saw you changing clothes in the fitting room that day, and when I came back, I dreamed of you. So Song Yan, this is the difference between a friend and someone I like, I only have feelings for you, and you have feelings for me, which means you like me too."

    When Xia Zhiye said this, there was not a trace of obscenity or blasphemy in his expression, but only a serious explanation and discussion, as if he was patiently guiding Song Yan to clarify his own mind.

    Song Yan was a little confused by what he said for a while, facing Xia Zhiye's serious and focused gaze, he didn't know what to say for a while.

    Then Xia Zhiye let out a low laugh: "And with my face and body, it's normal for you to think a little, and it's not ashamed."

    “…”

    At that moment, Song Yan took a deep breath, why did he always expect Xia Zhiye to be a serious person.

    Then tried her best to kick Xia Zhiye down: "Get out of my way!"

    Xia Zhiye laughed and was kicked out of bed by him, then slowly walked to the bathroom, opened the door, seemed to remember something, and looked at Song Yan again: "Oh, yes, I dreamed of you that day Before, I read the biological data that Kong Xiaoxiao sent me to study the possibility of human reproduction in the future, you can also take a look if you are interested, it is very helpful for our future loving life."

    "...Xia Zhiye! For three days, don't say a word to Lao Tzu!"

    Song Yan grabbed the pillow at hand and smashed it towards Xia Zhiye, and then smashed it on the bathroom door that was closed in time, followed by the sound of rushing water.

    Song Yan didn't want to see Xia Zhiye at all right now, so he took advantage of the fact that he was taking a shower and rushed out the door with his schoolbag in hand.

    When they entered the classroom, Xiaopang and Zhao Ruiwen were stunned: "Where's Brother Ye?"

    "Dead." Song Yan threw out two words coldly, then looked at Zhao Ruiwen, "Would you mind changing positions with me?"

    "? I don't mind, but..."

    But what happens if you change the seats of your young couple with me?

    Zhao Ruiwen didn't know whether he should answer this request or not.

    Song Yan said coldly: Please eat three days of stir fry. "

     "Okay, thank you, bro, please, bro, do you need me to help you move things?" Zhao Ruiwen got up instantly holding his things.

    So when Xia Zhiye stepped to the classroom, he found that his originally fair and beautiful, cold and indifferent deskmate had become a black, black, thin, thin, and wearing glasses.

    Xia Zhiye put the schoolbag on the table, looked at Zhao Ruiwen, and pointed his chin in the direction of Song Yan's head.

    Zhao Ruiwen hurriedly raised his hand to prove his innocence: "It's what Brother Yan wants to change, it's none of my business."

    After finishing speaking, Song Yan pulled the chair forward, three centimeters away from the table behind Xia Zhiye and the others, her intention to draw a clear line was very obvious.

    It seems to be really ashamed.

    Xia Zhiye lowered his head and smiled, took out his mobile phone and changed his avatar from "21" to "20".

    Then pulled out the link Kong Xiaoxiao sent him and sent it to Song Yan.

    Song Yan was originally carrying the words by heart, but out of the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the screen of the mobile phone in the table.

    Someone in the back to the right poked him in the back somehow.

    Song Yan knocked it out without looking back.

    Soon the little fat man next to him poked his arm again, Song Yan said angrily, "What's the matter?"

    Little Fatty: "Brother Ye called you."

    Song Yan didn't lift her head: "Tell him I'm doing my homework and I'm not free."

    "Oh." Little Fatty turned around and looked at Xia Zhiye, "Brother Yan said he was not available."

    "Yeah." Xia Zhiye put the peeled tea eggs in a plastic bag, and handed it to Xiao Pang along with a bag of soy milk, "Tell him to eat breakfast if he has time."

    Little Fatty took the breakfast, turned around, and handed it to Song Yan: "Brother Ye asked you to eat breakfast first when you have time."

    "Tell him I'm not hungry."

    "Brother Ye, Brother Yan said he's not hungry."

    "Tell him to eat even if you're not hungry."

     "Brother Yan, Brother Ye said you should eat even if you are not hungry."

    "Eat when you're hungry."

    “Brother Ye, I hate brother, he said…”

    "It will be cold later."

    “Brother hate, Brother Ye…”

    "It's cold when it's cold."

    “Brother Ye, I hate…”

    "You can't digest it when it's cold."

    “I hate…”

    Shut up!

    Little chubby quit!

    You little lovers love, but can you spare them innocent single people? !

    Little Fatty stood up directly and extended his hand to the seat he had vacated: "Brother Ye, come here, please, I will give way."

    Xia Zhiye propped his head up and smiled lazily: "No, it's not good. You sit with you, your brother is in a cold war with me, and he has to beat me when I sit there. "

    “…”

    Are you **** cold war?

    You **** flirting!

    Little Fatty dared not speak, so he could only sit back in his seat sadly.

     Fortunately, the appearance of Ruan Tian stopped this tragic dog abuse tragedy in time.

    "Students, be quiet. Although our basketball game has been temporarily cancelled due to some force majeure, our sports meeting will still be held as scheduled. The flag raising ceremony will not be held this morning. Go to the playground at 3:00, prepare for the entrance ceremony, and the sports committee will confirm the list of entries again."

    "Good."

    Liu Yue stood up, walked to the podium, took out a form, and read it column by column.

    "Boys 3000 meters, I, Xia Zhiye, Wang Kebo. Boys high jump, Xia Zhiye, Shi Wenyu, Zhang Mianmian, boys 1000 meters, Su Yalin, Zhao Ruiwen, Song Yan..."

    "Song Yan can't do it."

    Before she finished reading, Xia Zhiye leaned back in his chair, looked at the podium, and opened his mouth.

    Liu Yue raised his head: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

    Xia Zhiye: "He is injured."

    Liu Yue: "?"

    Although they had a group fight two days ago, they were basically responsible for outputting and resisting beatings, and Song Yan didn't participate much. Why were they okay? Song Yan was still injured what?

    In addition to the two parties, only Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao knew it.

    Little Fatty hurriedly took cover: "Ah, yes, Brother Yan was injured the day of the gang fight, I saw it with my own eyes."

    Kong Xiaoxiao hurriedly echoed: "That's right, that's right, he was beaten by that outsider."

    As soon as the voice fell, a group of people suddenly clapped the table angrily.

    "It's too much! How dare you hit us!"

    "Can we beat our disgusting brother?! This tone is unbearable!"

    "Yes! Can't bear it! We must call back at the weekend!"

    "I'm going to make an appointment!"

    "What are you doing!" Ruan Tian stood on the podium, both angry and funny, "The people outside the real world have been hurt more than you hate brothers, and the one who took the lead is almost disfigured, if not The culprit is the opposite party, they don't plan to pursue it, do you think this is the end? Don't cause me some trouble, if you have this loyalty, why don't you discuss who will stand up to Song Yan's one thousand meters."

    Although Song Yan looks thin, she grew up learning taekwondo since she was a child. Her physical fitness and muscle explosiveness are very good, and she usually ranks among the best in physical education class.

    And just running down a thousand meters is not an easy job, everyone already has sports, and no one responded.

    Song Yan didn't want others to pay for his mistakes. Just as he was about to say that he could do it, the lazy voice behind him came out first: "Let me fight Song Yan."

    "Can you do it?" Liu Yue frowned, "One thousand meters is behind three thousand meters, and the rest time is half an hour. There are high jump and relay races in the morning. it's OK."

    "OK."

    Xia Zhiye answered loosely and firmly.

    Song Yan just wanted to refute, but Xia Zhiye said casually: "Anyway, if I go to run, I can guarantee at least eight points. If others have this guarantee, I don't mind letting Xian."

    “…”

    A solid eight points means a solid top three.

    There are 16 classes in the whole grade, 3 students in each class, and the 48 students are guaranteed to be in the top three.

    Including Song Yan.

      A poor final grade will also affect the total score of the first class.

    Song Yan didn't have a strong sense of collective honor, but she didn't want to hold back, so she lowered her head and shouted, "Fang taste."

    Little Fatty: "Ah? What's the matter? Hate brother?"

    Little Fat: "…"

    He chose to shut up.

    Sure enough, without waiting for him to turn around, a low laugh came from behind: "Don't worry, a man can't say no, and Ye Ge loves you, and is reluctant to move forward with your injuries."

    Song Yan: "…"

    Zhao Ruiwen: “…”

    Little Fat: "…"

    At that moment, Chubby, who was sandwiched between the two, suddenly felt that he was about one kilowatt in size, or the kind that was energized on both sides and never went out.

     Even Xia Zhiye and Song Yan did not let him go on the way to the playground and during the entrance ceremony.

      His handsome face became even more rough.

    In addition to the inexplicable aura of the two, Xiaopang felt that he was simply accepting the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

    After receiving the 888th strange look, Xiaopang couldn't take it anymore, took a deep breath, and directly dragged Xia Zhiye's left hand and Song Yan's right hand, and put them on himself folded in front of them.

     pleaded: "Brother, big brother, I beg you, hurry up and reconcile? Can you two flirtatiously let go of this innocent little fat man? We fat man again What did I do wrong? Am I guilty? I don't. Please let me go."

    Xia Zhiye held Song Yan's hand with kindness: "It's not impossible."

    Song Yan shook her head away with a cold face: "Who the **** is his wife."

    Then turned around and walked to the stand, sat down in the corner of the last row, lay back, and slammed the baseball cap to the face, even if the king and Laozi came, don't call him The grim comparison.

    Xia Zhiye smiled and patted Xiao Chuan on the shoulder soothingly: "Don't worry, brother won't just watch you suffer like this, just endure it for half a day at most."

    Little Fatty was moved to tears: "Brother Ye, come on."

    Xia Zhiye nodded and walked slowly towards the first high jump.

    Song Yan has never been interested in this kind of group activity. She originally wanted to take time to take a nap, but before she closed it for a while, she suddenly heard a frantic scream, an extremely excited "Xia Xia" Edano is so handsome" mixed in, which is very obvious.

    It was called by a girl.

    And it was very sincere.

    Song Yan frowned slightly, lifted her hat, looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a group of girls surrounded by a group of high jump poles and soft Pad, is screaming excitedly.

    In the middle of the crowd, Xia Zhiye was walking down from the cushion, and it seemed that he had just skipped the crossbar perfectly.

    Just jump high.

     Make a fuss.

    Although she thought so, Song Yan still didn't put on her hat again, just stared vigilantly at Xia Zhiye and the group of girls who were eager to give him drinks and towels.

    Xia Zhiye smiled at them.

    Does he want to die?

    Xia Zhiye didn't take their drinks.

    Come on, he can live again.

    Song Yan sat at the top of the stand and watched Xia Zhiye jump over the bar again and again, and then sentenced to death and pardoned again and again.

    Until the end, only Xia Zhiye and another boy were left, and the crossbar had risen to 1.75 meters.

    And the final moment is always extraordinarily exciting, everyone clenched their fists tightly, nervously looking forward to the final result.

    The other boy jumps first.

    He took a deep breath, started, jumped, lifted his legs, and when he was about to cross, his heel accidentally knocked off the bar.

    Contestant 1 OUT.

    Everyone sighed regretfully.

    Then she immediately focused her eyes on Xia Zhiye.

      Chao Song Yan smiled.

    Song Yan thought that no one noticed that he was watching, but was suddenly caught by Xia Zhiye, his heart tightened, and then he saw Xia Zhiye step up, run, take off off the ground, stretch up Get up, turn your body, turn your back to the bar, and then jump backwards, pass perfectly, and land beautifully.

      , even if it was just a passing moment, it also caused frantic screams and cheers from everyone present.

    Xia Zhiye seemed to be unable to hear the cheers and applause around him. He just stood up and moved towards Song Yan's direction.

    The audience went crazy.

    "Fuck! Master Xia sent a kiss!"

    "Who is who? Who is it?!"

    "I don't know, it's towards the stand anyway, who is there?"

    "Let me see, f*ck, isn't that Lin Yiling! Could it be that Master Xia's blowing kiss is for the school flower?"

    The venue for the high jump was the closest venue to the stands, and the discussion of the melon-eating crowd inevitably fell into Song Yan's ears.

    Song Yan originally wanted to scold Xia Zhiye for being a little bit more restrained, but when he heard this, he frowned and looked towards the front of the stand unhappily.

    There is indeed a tall and beautiful girl leaning on the railing, with big waves, makeup, delicate and gorgeous eyebrows, and is also smiling and looking at the direction of the high jump.

    Song Yan was a little impressed by this name. In the information given by Shen Jiayan, it seemed that this girl was mentioned. Shang Huai also said that this girl and Xia Zhiye seemed to have a good relationship before.

    And the friend next to the girl listened to the crowd and joked: "Why, the school girl, the younger brother is so enthusiastic, don't you show it?"

    The girl didn't get angry because of this kind of joke, she just smiled: "Open your eyes and see, that arc is directed at our first row, but the junior did a good job, you can order it Treat yourself to a few cups of milk tea."

    His roommate.

    His kiss.

    Why should others be rewarded?

    And Xia Zhiye is so sassy, ​​wouldn't he tie his clothes in his trousers and tighten an elastic cord? Do you have to show your waist for others to see? Everyone knows that only people who like him will be interested in his body, but don't know how to dress well?

    Song Yan suddenly felt like a child in his heart, picked up his mobile phone, and ordered a cup of Xia Zhiye's favorite succulent grape flavor.

    However, there was a pause when placing the order.

    After a little hesitation, I clicked on the plus sign after the number, and I bought all the products in the store, and I was satisfied that I placed the order after almost 40 copies.

    He just ordered some milk tea to express his apology for not being able to participate as scheduled, so he just ordered some milk tea to express his condolences to his classmates.

    After clicking, Song Yan lay down again, buckled the brim of her hat, and covered her handsome face tightly, restoring her aura of shyness.

    He is a cool guy with no emotions.

    It's just more money.

    There is nothing wrong with that.