Two of the groups he roasted were taken away by Jiang Wenze, and sure enough, Ling Yi nodded and looked at him with a smile, "I ate it, it's very good." ”

"Let's go, let's go somewhere else." Song Qiguang proposed.

"Okay." Ling Yi stood up as he spoke, and the two left together.

Cheng Yelan couldn't help but let out a breath, tried his best to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and poured some orange juice and drank it.

Looking at the backs of those two people, Xia Lingxi leaned into her ear with a mysterious face, and whispered: "What is the relationship between those two?" ”

Cheng Yelan shrugged, "I don't know." I guess it's a friend. ”

Xia Lingxi nodded, "Well, friend." But Xiaoyi is from our department, and they are not a class, did they know each other before? ”

"Maybe." Cheng Yelan is not interested in the relationship between the two because she doesn't want to think deeply.

Xia Lingxi looked at her, a flash of inspiration flashed in her eyes, and she came over again, "I think they are quite close, you have to be careful." ”

"......" Lingxi is really depressing, Cheng Yelan had to hold back the loss in his heart and said: "What's the use of me being careful, who to be intimate with is decided by him and the person he wants to be close to, and it is not up to me to decide." ”

Xia Lingxi straightened up and patted her shoulder sympathetically.

This outing started at half past nine in the morning and ended at half past three in the afternoon, Cheng Yelan could only say that she was very happy to eat, but her mood was up and down all the way, and finally even made her feel a little bored.

I really didn't expect that Song Qiguang would have such a close friend, and Cheng Yelan would feel tight every time she saw the tacit understanding that they had only been with each other for many years.

She even completely lost direction to get along with Song Qiguang in the future, especially when they were together, he basically completely ignored her existence.

After returning to school, Song Qiguang did not look for her, Cheng Yelan stayed in the dormitory and did not leave, and the next morning when her mobile phone rang for the boy, she was lying on the bed alone......

"Hey......" The girl's voice was not as energetic as in the early morning, but a little ...... Breathless?

"What's wrong with you?" Song Qiguang also felt that something was wrong, "Why didn't you come to the classroom?" ”

That's right, even though it's a Sunday, they still have to have a class in the morning, but it's not any prescribed course, but a training organized by the ACM team.

In fact, in the programming competition, their school's team is still very strong, each team has achieved good results in the competition, there have been several teams to participate in the world competition, they naturally attach great importance to the cultivation of newcomers, every year after the military training will hold a lecture for the new students to publicize, and then every weekend will be trained, there is a school competition at the end of the term, and students who can win the third prize can join the team.

Cheng Yelan joined last year and was a member of the team, and this year she also invited Song Qiguang after he entered the Propaganda Department, hoping that he could come and form a group with her.

The boy readily agreed, and from then on he would attend the training on time every Sunday, and Cheng Yelan would also come to the classroom and give guidance to the boy at any time.

Cheng Yelan didn't come to the classroom this morning, nor did he send a word to Song Qiguang, so the boy called by himself.

At this time, Cheng Yelan forcibly restrained the urge to burst into tears and said to him: "I have a stomachache......

It's true, a certain girl who came back to her dorm yesterday didn't even want to eat, let alone take medicine, and then woke up this morning with a tsunami of pain in a certain area, and she really wanted to hit her head.

The boy on the other side of the phone seemed to have nothing to say, and struggled for a few seconds before saying, "Stomach ache again?" Didn't take any medicine again? ”

Cheng Yelan sniffed, and said in a pitiful tone: "Yes......"

"What do you say you ......" Song Qiguang's complaining words stopped, Cheng Yelan could imagine that he was now full of emotion and wanted to beat people but couldn't find anyone to beat. Taking a deep breath, the boy's voice became very gentle when he spoke again, "Then I'll go to you, have you had breakfast?" ”

"No ......"

"Is there anyone else in your bedroom?

"No, I've been out a long time ago."

"Then ......" the boy seemed to want to express some emotion to the fact that she was the only one left in their dormitory, and felt that now was not the time to talk about this, "Forget it, you can rest for a while, I'll try to get over as quickly as possible." By the way, you'd better go and talk to your dormitory manager and ask her to let me go when the time comes. ”

"Okay."

Putting down the phone, Cheng Yelan pulled up the quilt a little and buried her head in it, trying to ignore the continuous pain in her stomach, and at the same time feeling very aggrieved.

She hadn't eaten anything but water since she came back yesterday afternoon, and now the boy remembered her......

However, I would feel very relieved to think that the boys would rather not attend the class and come to see her, they are not forced to leave this class at any time, but the content of each lecture is very important, and it will never be repeated.

Thinking about this, she felt a little guilty.

The school stipulates that in theory, boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory, except for special circumstances, Cheng Yelan has a good relationship with the dormitory manager, although it was a random reason when she called her, she seemed to take it for granted that the girl was unwell and her boyfriend came to see her.

couldn't help but sigh again, but unfortunately the boy was not her boyfriend, although their relationship was very good, good enough that she could invite him to her bedroom, and good enough that her mood could change with his care and neglect.

When she heard the knock on the door, Cheng Yelan had already gotten out of bed and drank some water, and also made the bed to make a good image, and now that the stomach pain has eased a lot, she deliberately looked at the environment of the dormitory before opening the door with confidence.

Song Qiguang in front of him was still dressed in black, with no expression on his face, and when Cheng Yelan appeared, he couldn't help but glance at her before walking in, and the latter noticed that he was carrying two large lunch boxes in his hands, and he didn't know how many things were in them.

After the boy came in, he looked around with interest, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it's quite clean, where do you live?" ”

This bedroom is in the form of an inner and outer suite, Cheng Yelan took him into the inner room, pointed to the bed on the right and said, "Here." ”

Song Qiguang put the things in his hand on her desk, sat down on the chair she pulled out, raised his head and looked at her with some teasing: "Does your stomach still hurt?" ”

Cheng Yelan filled him with a cup of warm water and handed it to him, and sat down on the bed, "It's better now." ”

Song Qiguang drank some water and shook his head, "Why can't you remember to take medicine?" Do you think I should call you every day to remind you? I think I must be better than that memo. ”