Shen Qingmeng arrived at the Internet café a little later than usual, Ji Xinghe was burying his head in the question, and he didn't care, just the gap between the questions, and asked casually.

Shen Qingmeng naturally didn't tell the truth, and he passed it off in two vague sentences.

When she sat down in her position, Ji Xinghe pointed to a question on the test paper and showed her his problem-solving process. She looked at it, picked up the pen and made a mark where he had solved the mistake, writing down the correct answer.

Halfway through writing, I found that Ji Xinghe's expression was not quite right.

Following his gaze, he saw that his right hand was full of dried blood, and only then did he realize that it was a little painful. It should have been scratched when he grabbed Guo Ling's hand holding the knife when he put him down.

Ji Xinghe pressed her wrist, pulled the pen out of her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move, wait for me." ”

After speaking, he pushed away the test paper and walked towards the outside of the Internet café.

Shen Qingmeng stretched his right hand and put it on the table without moving, and with his left hand, he took out his book from his schoolbag and opened it to read it.

Ji Xinghe came back quickly, holding cotton swabs and gauze in his hands.

Originally, the wound was just a little numb and painful, but when Ji Xinghe touched the wound with a cotton swab dipped in hydrogen peroxide, Shen Qingmeng felt that the nerve cells that had been paralyzed before were resurrected one by one, shouting to transmit the feeling of pain into the brain.

Shen Qingmeng withdrew his hand suddenly. But Ji Xinghe was prepared, and grabbed her wrist faster than she reacted.

"Don't move."

Shen Qingmeng burst into tears, "It hurts." ”

"Why don't you think about the pain when you fight, and endure it." Ji Xinghe lectured her viciously, but his hands softened.

Shen Qingmeng inhaled hissedly while continuing to cry: "How do you know that I am fighting?" ”

"You think internet addicts haven't fought before?" Ji Xinghe wiped the blood stains and wounds on her hands with a cotton swab without raising her head, "What's the matter?" Tang Xin? ”

"Well, I swam out and blocked me in the alley, but I put down the lead in five seconds, and the other two were confused. I didn't touch them, I just left. ”

Ji Xinghe's hand was forced, and the cotton swab was pressed on the wound, which made Shen Qingmeng feel so painful that if he hadn't been pressed by Ji Xinghe, he would almost have jumped up.

"You still want to pick three?"

Shen Qingmeng struggled with his wrist, trying to get rid of his shackles, but his mouth was not cowardly at all: "What's wrong with one pick three, I have beaten all of them one against five." ”

Ji Xinghe put down the cotton swab, grabbed her other wrist, and pressed both of her arms on the armrest of the chair.

Shen Qingmeng's whole person was pressed into the chair, leaning his back against the back of the chair. Ji Xinghe bullied her and pressed her legs against hers, and Shen Qingmeng had no room for struggle at all.

"I know you used to fight a lot, and now you keep exercising every day. But you don't have formal strength training, you have to face up to the difference in strength between men and women. For example, now, if I press you, you won't be able to get up. ”

Since Shen Qingmeng's "debut", he has always been known for his fastness, accuracy and ruthlessness in fighting, even if he couldn't fight, he didn't suffer anything, and he also made the other party pay a painful price. This is the first time that such a situation has been unilaterally suppressed.

Originally, standing and sitting, Ji Xinghe could use her weight to suppress her strength, coupled with the difference between men and women, Shen Qingmeng had nowhere to use her strength, so she couldn't help but be a little angry.

"You're a sneak attack."

"Fighting is to make you lose the ability to resist, and if you can do it with a sneak attack, why do you have to face it head-on?" Ji Xinghe got very close, and almost whispered in her ear, "Could it be that you still pay attention to benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith when you fight?" ”

Shen Qingmeng felt that he might have lost too much blood and his brain was a little dizzy. Ji Xinghe's deep voice sounded in her ears, and she almost didn't hear what he said.

With a slight side of his face, what he saw was the small tear mole under the corner of Ji Xinghe's eyes, and the smooth and white skin on the side of the young man's cheeks.

The slight itch aroused by his tear mole when I first saw it slowly crept into Shen Qingmeng's heart. It is like a pebble thrown into the center of the lake, and after a gentle "pop", it slowly ripples on the surface of the lake.

So, with the strength of dizziness and impatience, Shen Qingmeng turned his head sideways, raised his neck, and gently imprinted a kiss on the corner of Ji Xinghe's eyes.

When Ji Xinghe pressed her on the chair, he just wanted to show her the difference in strength between men and women, so as to warn her not to underestimate the enemy.

Suddenly, a warm and soft touch fell on the corner of his eye, and Ji Xinghe's brain went blank for a moment.

A few seconds later, as if the pause button that had just been pressed was restored, countless thoughts flowed through his brain, but Ji Xinghe couldn't catch any of them.

At this time, he realized how ambiguous it was to press Shen Qingmeng into the chair like this.

Ji Xinghe suddenly let go of her, covered his eyes and took a step back suddenly, Shen Qingmeng's dizzy brain also began to work again, what she had just done was clearly reflected in her mind, and even the slightly cool touch on her lips was also clear.

This time, not only did the image of the goddess collapse, but the three words of the female hooligan had been glittering on her head.

One of the two people covered his eyes and the other covered his lips, but their eyes were still glued together, and the air was full of embarrassment.

"You ......"

"You ......"

Both spoke at the same time. And at the same time silent.

After a long time, Ji Xinghe broke the silence: "Your wound hasn't been dealt with yet." ”

Shen Qingmeng nodded hurriedly and stretched out his hand.

Ji Xinghe pressed the gauze on her hand, and when she put the medical tape on, her fingertips were still trembling slightly. The fingertips touched her skin, but it burned like fire.

You don't have to look to know that your ears must be red, and your face must be red.

Shen Qingmeng was annoyed by the behavior of ruining her image just now, and she didn't dare to look at Ji Xinghe, so she let him wrap her wound into a dumpling.

When both of them came back to their senses, they looked at Shen Qingmeng's flat hands, and fell into silence again.

It was Shen Qingmeng who broke the silence: "If you wrap me like this, I won't be able to write the solution process for you, or I will say, you can write it yourself." ”

Ji Xinghe picked up the pen woodenly, Shen Qingmeng said a sentence, and he wrote a sentence. After writing, he looked at the handwriting in a daze, and he didn't know when Shen Qingmeng turned his head and looked at his book.

What training plan, study plan, Ji Xinghe can't remember at all now. The feeling that floats in the mind is reflected in the body as weak hands and feet, and the heart beats too fast. Ji Xinghe touched the corners of his eyes, and the soft touch seemed to appear again, and it was hot again.

He looked sideways at Shen Qingmeng.

The girl's expression was solemn, she was already immersed in the book, and what had just happened seemed to have no effect on her. Ji Xinghe couldn't help but be a little annoyed and a little worried.

Annoyed that he was not angry, his face was red and his heart was beating, and he wondered if he was thinking too much.

Shen Qingmeng was actually not as unwavering as he saw.

As a walking barrage transmitter, Shen Qingmeng is also frantically brushing the barrage in his heart at the moment.

"Ahhhh

"His side face is really good! See! Arrive! Burst! ”

"Will he treat me like a hooligan and ignore me again?"

"Don't" (Erkang hand)

"He's looking at me! Did he want to kiss me back or did he want to hit me? Can I beat him? ”

"He's so good-looking! Ahh ”

……

Two people with their own minds barely managed to complete today's plan. Originally, Shen Qingmeng was going to play a game with Ji Xinghe before leaving, but today he hurriedly closed the computer and pushed off the keyboard to get up and go home.

Ji Xinghe glanced at her: "Wait for me." ”

"Huh?"

"You just got into a fight at night, and you forgot?"

This look was really a bit sharp, Shen Qingmeng obediently shrunk his neck, watching him finish the game on the side.

I feel that after tonight's experience, Ji Xinghe's momentum is different from before.

Every day, except for eating, sleeping and swimming, they have been together all the time, and they are already very familiar, but Ji Xinghe is still polite and a little alienated.

With a look in the two sentences just now, the sense of alienation is gone, and it is really the feeling of one's own person.

Shen Qingmeng touched his chin and secretly thought that this one was simply earned. The goddess set up something, don't do it.

When Ji Xinghe's first game was over, Shen Qingmeng saw the failures in the row of his game records, and blurted out a joke: "Brother Ji, you are not in a state today." ”

After saying this, Shen Qingmeng wanted to bite himself to death.

Because Ji Xinghe's face was full of "Who is the culprit, don't you know in your heart?" Questioning.

Not only that, Ji Xinghe also leaned into her ear and said, "Is Shen Ye still as focused and serious as ever tonight?" I really admire it. ”

Although I don't know how many people call Shen Qingmeng "Shen Ye", when it comes out of Ji Xinghe's mouth, there is a hint of provocation inexplicably. Coupled with the fact that he was very close intentionally or unintentionally, Shen Qingmeng could smell the fragrance of laundry detergent on his body.

A little dry mouth.

But Shen Ye loses and does not lose.

She flexed her index finger and brushed it on Ji Xinghe's chin: "Learn more from you Shen Ye." ”

Ji Xinghe stiffened for two seconds, and just when Shen Qingmeng was thinking about whether he was flirting too much, so that he had more confirmed his image as a female hooligan, Ji Xinghe suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

Shen Qingmeng's eyes widened instantly.

As if Ji Xinghe's reaction to the danger of a small animal like her, he laughed a few times from his chest, pulled her wrist, and walked out of the Internet café.

It wasn't until she walked out of the alley of the Internet café that Shen Qingmeng found that Ji Xinghe had been holding her wrist and leading her forward like sleepwalking.

Shen Qingmeng struggled twice, he held it very lightly, but it was very firm, and she didn't break free.

"Ji Xinghe! You let go! ”

Ji Xinghe was originally half a step ahead of her and walked in front, but suddenly stopped, Shen Qingmeng didn't stop, stepped in front of him in one step, and was pulled back by Ji Xinghe's wrist and faced him.

"Don't call me Brother Ji anymore?"

Shen Qingmeng was a little annoyed and didn't answer, just wanted to pull his wrist out.

Ji Xinghe didn't let go, held it gently but firmly, and said slowly, "Be careful of the wound." ”

was led by Ji Xinghe all the way to the door of the community, and then went home, bathed, and slept as usual.

After turning over for the first time, Shen Qingmeng sat up from the bed, stared out the window blankly for a few minutes, and turned on the bedside lamp.

Take out a pen and paper from your bag, draw a picture on the paper and write down two words:

Pick up the stars