Chapter 22: Brother Xuan is jealous

In April, the aromas fell apart.

The most reluctant, the catkins are light, and the smile is as good as yesterday.

Xu Er has a wisp of peach blossom fragrance, curling silk with Siluo.

However, my jade flute is as silent as silence, and I hope that Qingbo will be beautiful.

Whoever is reverted, empty and sorrowful.

In November, the weather is getting colder. The sky was dark that day, as if it was going to snow. Qiu Se and Mengzhu each carried their own hot water bottles to the hot water room to fetch water, and as soon as they opened the curtain of the hot water room, they saw Jing Xuan and Deng Junhan also carrying hot water bottles in line.

"Hey, it's rare to meet you two here!" Mengzhu greeted them warmly.

"You have to get by, don't you!" Deng Junhan responded with a smile, and said to Qiu Se: "Thanks to you for helping me write my homework that day, thank you!" ”

"What's that, you're welcome!" Qiu Se also replied with a smile.

During this process, Jing Xuan kept his back to Qiu Se, as if he didn't see her come in. This indifferent back is very similar to the state when I saw Qiu Se singing in a bar that night.

Qiu Se didn't understand what was wrong with Jing Xuan, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder. Jing Xuan glanced back at her, and his face was like an ice cube. He politely asked, "Come to fetch water?" "There was no expression on his face.

"If you don't fetch water, do you want to take a bath~" Qiu Se didn't know why. The line happened to be lined up here at Jing Xuan, he didn't pay attention to Qiu Se anymore, picked up the thermos and went out to make water.

Looking at Jing Xuan's back as he went out, Qiu Se was a little confused: "What's wrong with him?" ”

Deng Junhan smiled evilly and said, "You two come first, I'm not in a hurry." ”

thanked Deng Junhan and made water. Qiu Se and Mengzhu walked back.

"Mengzhu, have you noticed that Jingxuan is not normal today? Seems to be angry? Angry with whom? Is it with me? Qiu Se asked Mengzhu as he walked.

"That looks...... It's the first time I've seen it. Mengzhu didn't quite understand, "Why have you messed with him lately?" ”

"Messing with him? We don't talk much now, and I'm still messing with him? Qiu Se really couldn't figure it out.

After coming out of the hot water room, Jing Xuan walked back angrily, without waiting for Deng Junhan. He didn't understand why he was angry, but he just felt uncomfortable. He understands it all—he is not one of Qiu Se's, and Qiu Se is not who he is. However, Qiu Se helped Deng Junhan with his homework, and he was just uncomfortable. Perhaps, he is angry with Qiu Se, or perhaps, he is just angry with himself - knowing that there is no possibility of development with Qiu Se, but Qiu Se is good to other boys, and he just feels uncomfortable! - Brother Xuan, I'm jealous.

Back in the dormitory, Qiu Se sent a message to Jing Xuan: "Uncle Jing, why are you unhappy today?" ”

"Nope."

"None? obviously has a stinky face, and he still doesn't admit it. What the hell is going on? ”

"Not really."

"Don't say it. Have some time for a while? Can you enjoy your face and have a meal together? Mengzhu and I found a delicious Malatang. ”

"No, I'll be home in a while."

"Alright then, let's eat together next time." Putting down the phone, Qiu Se looked at the wall in a daze with his hands on his cheeks.

"Why?" Mengzhu poked Qiu Se's back with his finger, "What's wrong today?" One with a black face, the other in a daze, the two of you seem to be in love. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what do others think is going on when they hear it!"

Mengzhu's words were actually more like touching something in Qiu Se's heart, making her eager to quickly find a piece of cloth and quickly cover up these already hazy things.

"You look at Jing Xuan's appearance just now, doesn't he look like he's jealous?" Mengzhu does not give up.

"Jealous?" Qiu Se's eyes widened, "What kind of jealousy?" ”

"You don't see that?" Mengzhu pushed his glasses, "When you talked to Lao Deng, he didn't even turn his head, is that normal?" ”

"Is it a roar?" Qiu Se thought back to just now, "Is it because I'm not happy that I'm helping Lao Deng with his homework?" ”

"That seems to be the only explanation." Mengzhu went to the bathroom with a basin of water to brush his shoes.

Qiu Se sat in a daze for a few seconds, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Jing Xuan: "Are you jealous?" ”

The message was sent, but Jing Xuan didn't respond for a long time. Qiu Se's words seemed to see through him, and he was not easy to accept.

Seeing that Jing Xuan didn't reply to the message for a long time, Qiu Se sent another message: "I also often eat Mengzhu's vinegar, she is good to Xiaoxiang, I will be angry." ”

After a while, Jing Xuan replied: "I'm not so careful. But I am really not very happy that you helped Lao Deng with his homework, obviously I have to write harder than him, but you only help him and not me. ”

Seeing Jing Xuan's reply, Qiu Se couldn't help but laugh - he was really jealous. It turned out that Jing Xuan would also be jealous. "You didn't say you wanted me to write ...... for you"

"You're going to make it up to me."

"How to compensate?"

"Think for yourself."

"Please eat and you won't come."

"I have a shirt that is dirty, but it hasn't been washed yet."

"Okay, I'll wash it for you."

In this way, Jing Xuan bullied Qiu Se to wash his shirt.

In the past, he took good care of Qiu Se, like a considerate big brother; But this time, if he didn't bully Qiu Se, Jing Xuan really couldn't understand the hatred in his heart. Although he also felt like a bit of a bully, he still couldn't help but want her to do something for himself, otherwise there would always be a gap in his heart, which would be difficult to calm down.

One sunny afternoon, Qiu Se pulled his washed shirt flat and hung it in the window. The sun shines through the glass on the shirt, the faint pink looks moist, like the shy smiling face of a little girl, and the water droplets are dripping down the corners of the clothes, hitting the basin on the ground, like a cozy song.

Qiu Se looked at the clothes hanging quietly in the sun, and felt that Jing Xuan was really cute sometimes.

After the clothes were dried, Qiu Se did not rush to return them to Jing Xuan, but folded them neatly and put them in her closet, and rolled her usual clothes into Jing Xuan's shirt with incense.