Zhan Weiyang is not short, so it is not easy for Pei Qing to wrap his arms around his waist and hold him up, but Zhan Weiyang cooperates very well, not only wrapping his arms around Pei Qing's neck, but also wrapping his legs around him. on his waist.

Pei Qing couldn't help but stop.

Zhan Weiyang hugged his neck tightly, tilted his head and put his face on his face, calling him softly, "Brother Qing."

Pei Qing had never heard a boy call him in such a soft voice. For a while, he didn't know how to answer, so he just said, "Go to bed?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

Pei Qing hugged him and walked towards the balcony door.

When crossing the door of the balcony and entering the corridor, Zhan Weiyang suddenly rubbed Pei Qing's face, then kissed Pei Qing's earlobe lightly, and said against his ear, "I like you so much."

Pei Qing didn't speak.

Zhan Weiyang asked him, "Do you want to like me?"

Pei Qing still didn't answer.

Zhan Weiyang turned his face to Pei Qing's shoulder in disappointment and said, "You can think about it."

Chapter 28

After the gauze on Chen Youyou's forehead was removed, a scar was left. The doctor's stitches were very meticulous, but it still looked a little hideous when the swelling had not disappeared.

Zhan Weiyang stared at Chen Youyou's scar, anxious in his heart, tapped his finger through the air, and asked him, "Will there be a scar?"

"Don't worry about it." At the beginning of the injury, Chen Youyou asked the doctor with a white face if she would be disfigured, but now she has almost forgotten about the pain, and her tone has become indifferent.

Zhan Weiyang lay on the table listlessly and said, "It's all my fault."

Chen Youyou couldn't help but persuaded him, "It's not your fault, you, if you want, it's Xie Ling's fault."

Zhan Weiyang hurriedly sat up straight, "Don't blame him, blame me."

Chen Youyou was not very happy, "Why, why do you maintain Xie, Ling..."

Zhan Weiyang said, "Because I'm chasing him."

Chen Youyou pouted in disgust.

Zhan Weiyang reached out and tugged at his sleeve, "I'll treat you to milk tea at noon."

Chen Youyou said, "Starbucks."

Zhan Weiyang said quickly: "Okay, drink Starbucks."

At noon, Zhan Weiyang ordered Starbucks takeout to be delivered directly to the school gate. He ordered it before lunch, and he received a call just after dinner, and his coffee had been delivered.

Chen Youyou and him went to the school gate to get takeout, and when they passed by, they saw Zhan Weiyang ordered three cups of coffee.

"Also, there's another cup, for, who's?" Chen Youyou felt strange.

Zhan Weiyang said in a low voice embarrassedly, "For Xie Ling." As he said, he took the bag from the delivery boy and politely thanked him.

When turning around to leave, Chen Youyou asked him unhappily, "If you were to choose between me and Xie Ling, who would you choose?"

Zhan Weiyang panicked: "Why choose?"

Chen Youyou said, "No, it doesn't matter, you have to choose!"

Looking at Chen Youyou, Zhan Weiyang almost blurted out "choose you", but suddenly remembered that he would be deducted points, so he stammered nervously, "choose, choose Xie Ling."

Chen Youyou was standing side by side with him, but when she heard the words, she turned her head to stare at him, and said, "No, drink it!" After speaking, he ran towards the teaching building.

Zhan Weiyang hurriedly wanted to run after him, but as soon as he ran fast, the coffee in the bag he was holding in his hand was so turbulent that he was afraid that it would spill out, so he didn't dare to continue chasing him.

He carried the Starbucks paper bag to the stairs of the teaching building. When he was about to go upstairs, he met Xie Ling, who had returned from the playground after playing basketball and was about to go back to the classroom to rest.

Xie Ling is not alone. There are three boys and two girls with him. They are all classmates in his class. One of the girls has been with Xie Ling since the beginning of school. They have met Zhan Weiyang many times.

Xie Ling stopped when she saw Zhan Weiyang. Several other people were about to pass by when they found Xie Ling stopped, so they all stopped to look at them.

A girl whispered beside another girl, probably talking about Zhan Weiyang.

Zhan Weiyang has been the object of many girls' inquiries since he first entered the school. He is quite famous in the school, but no girl has ever shown him favor.

The two girls didn't know what to say, they covered their mouths and laughed softly.

Zhan Weiyang glanced at them, then looked at Xie Ling.

Xie Ling asked him, "Your friend, that little stutter, are you all right?" Xie Ling didn't think Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou were his seniors at all.

Zhan Weiyang originally wanted to say that it was all right, but thinking that he shouldn't say it was all right for Chen Youyou, he just said, "There is such a long scar."

He compared his fingers, looked at Xie Ling when he put down his hand, took a deep breath to relieve his nervousness, and then summoned the courage to ask, "Would you like coffee?"

Xie Ling said, "I don't want to drink."

Zhan Weiyang squeezed the paper bag in his hand, and the courage that he had gathered so deeply disappeared, and said, "Oh."

Xie Ling passed by him sideways.

A tall boy saw the Starbucks bag that Zhan Weiyang was carrying, and said with a smile, "Why don't you invite me to drink, senior?"

Zhan Weiyang looked up at him, stunned, wondering if he should hand him the coffee.

In the end, Xie Ling turned around and said coldly, "Let's go, don't bully him."

The boy shrugged his shoulders at Zhan Weiyang, smiled and left with Xie Ling.

Zhan Weiyang went upstairs with three cups of coffee and returned to his classroom in despair.

Most of the people in the classroom were taking a nap on their stomachs, and a few girls gathered together to chat in a low voice.

Chen Youyou was lying on her seat, looking like she had fallen asleep.

Zhan Weiyang put a cup of coffee on Chen Youyou's table, and he listlessly drank the remaining two cups of coffee by himself.

As a result, he ran to the toilet after every get out of class in the afternoon, and then he lost sleep that night.

He was lying flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his wide pair of round glasses, and didn't feel like he wanted to sleep at all.