Chapter 60

Fan Jia was still asking questions, but Xiang Siye suddenly raised his head and looked at the pocket watch above the blackboard as if thinking of something, then, ignoring Fan Jia's question, he stood up suddenly and turned around to see Jing Yuwen.

Jing Yuwen's unhappiness was written on his face, although he didn't know why he was unhappy.

After Xiang Siye saw him, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards him.

He didn't block the traffic by blocking the back door of Class 4. He took a few steps back, leaned against the edge of the corridor window, and Xiang Siye came out after a while.

Jing Yuwen unconsciously began to get angry: "Yo, let's give Fan Jia a topic, that's good."

Xiang Siye stood in front of him and tilted his head: "I thought the chemistry teacher would be delayed in this class, so I gave her some questions."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Oh."

"Wait," Xiang Siye thoughtfully, suddenly approached Jing Yuwen, and whispered, "Brother, aren't you jealous?"

Jing Yuwen pushed him away and denied: "Are you sick? What's so jealous? I'm here to ask for today's Coke! Quickly give it to me!"

Xiang Siye seemed a little disappointed: "It turns out that I was being affectionate. I'll give you Coke for dinner. Now that they're all out, let's talk together."

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes: "What can I tell you? I have to go back to study!"

He deliberately made the word "learning" more serious, and then swaggered back to the class. Xiang Siye stood at the door of the class and kept looking at him, watching and laughing, until he sat down, and Xiang Siye didn't know what to do. back to work.

Jing Yuwen was unhappy, very unhappy, he put his two hands on the table, his left hand squeezed the knuckles of his right hand, as if he regarded his right hand as Xiang Siye. Written: "Dog thing!"

Zhou Hong's ears moved, and he leaned over and asked, "Master Jing, who are you talking about?"

Jing Yuwen said indiscriminately, "Who asked me who to say!"

Zhou Hong:  …

"Master Jing," Zhou Hong felt wronged: "You, humming~"

Jing Yuwen didn't hear what Zhou Hong said. He is now full of Xiang Siye's grades. He heard that good grades usually get points control. So why did Xiang Siye control himself to Class 4? It must be because Xiang Siye has not changed his attitude towards Fan Jia, and wants to continue chasing others!

Jing Yuwen "Bah" and said to himself: "Dog, scheming dog!"

Zhou Hong felt that Jing Yuwen's state was not right, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Jing Yuwen, but Jing Yuwen pressed it on the table. With a loud noise, Zhou Hong pulled out his hand in pain and secretly I swear: I will never mind other people's business in the future!

Although Jing Yuwen likes to drink Coke, he doesn't drink it every day. He only drinks it once in a while when he thinks of it, so the Coke that Xiang Siye buys for him every day is put in the bottom drawer on the right side of the desk in the dormitory. That drawer was as high as two Coke cans, and it was so spacious that there were not more than a dozen Coke cans.

At the end of the evening self-study, Jing Yuwen took out the bouquet of white roses from the table and held them carefully. He went back to the dormitory by himself first. He first found a beautiful bottle to put the flowers in, and then opened a can of Coke. While watching the lace and drinking, a few sips are finished.

Xiang Siye walked in, first looked at the bunch of flowers and raised the corners of his mouth, then stood behind Jing Yuwen and said, "It's cold, so drinking two cans a day is not good for your health."

Jing Yuwen held his cheek in his left hand and replied lazily, "Oh."

Xiang Siye said again, "Why don't you wait for me?"

Jing Yuwen said strangely: "You didn't tell me to wait for you, who knows who you are going with."

"Okay, so," Xiang Siye leaned over Jing Yuwen's ear and chuckled, "Sleeping in your bed or mine tonight?"

Jing Yuwen turned his head sharply, just looking at Xiang Siye, their cheeks were so close that they could even sense each other's temperature.

Jing Yuwen's throat rolled up and down. He wanted to scold Xiang Siye directly, but the words came to his mouth: "Yours."

Xiang Siye smiled: "Okay, and also, you said you wanted to hug me."

Jing Yuwen's face was a little hot, he pretended to be calm: "You, you rascal, you always want to take advantage of me!"

Xiang Siye got up and lowered his eyes: "You dare not."

Jing Yuwen hated the most when others said he couldn't or didn't dare. He straightened his back: "Why don't I dare? Just hug me!"

That night, he really slept with Xiang Siye in his arms all night, but it should be said that although he was cursing, he actually liked the feeling of holding Xiang Siye in his arms.

In the days after being divided into classes, Jing Yuwen studied harder and no longer deserted in class. He didn't know why he was like this, so he put all the responsibility on growth. In Su Yan's words: Xiaowen grew up Yes, I know to study hard.

Before knew it, Jing Yuwen's eighteenth birthday was coming. This year's October 15th was Monday. On Sunday night, Cosine brought a basketball to the class.

After Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye had dinner, they said goodbye at the junction of the front door of class 5 and the back door of class 4. As soon as he entered the class, Cosine stretched out his hand to say hello: "Master Jing, here!"

Jing Yuwen's steps quickened unconsciously: "What's wrong?"

When Jing Yuwen came to him, Cosine leaned over and took out a basketball with writing on it from between him and Song Ye, and whispered, "Happy birthday, Jing Ye is eighteen~"

Jing Yuwen widened his eyes and looked at the basketball carefully. He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound out of excitement. He hugged the basketball and closed his eyes for a while, then took a deep breath: "This is really his signature, I Fucking salted eggs, you are amazing! How did you get it?"

On this basketball is the signature of Jing Yuwen's favorite basketball player.

Cosine smiled happily: "You don't need to worry about this, the third year of high school is special, and your birthday is not on holiday, so you can't accompany you to dinner. Of course, you must give some meaningful gifts, otherwise the eighteenth birthday will be too grand."

Jing Yuwen hugged the basketball baby and said, "Thank you, Salted Egg! Then I'll go first."

Just as he was about to walk back, Cosine reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Don't, Song still has it."

After Cosine finished speaking, he looked at Song Ye, Song Ye took out an unopened book from the table, he gave Cosine, and Cosine handed it to Jing Yuwen.

Jing Yuwen was immersed in the joy of receiving the basketball, and only said: "Thank you Song Ye! I like your gift too, I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, he returned to his seat, he stuffed the book into the table, and carefully placed the basketball on the side against the wall, staring at the basketball like a nympho.

Zhou Hong smiled naively: "Master Jing, can I give your gift tomorrow?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Okay, it's okay if you don't give it."

Jing Yuwen doesn't have much interest in gifts. He may not want birthday gifts, but those who know his birthday must say a happy birthday to him, otherwise he will be unhappy.

Zhou Hong said: "Then how can I do it? That can't be done, I have to give it."

Jing Yuwen stared at the basketball and laughed: "It's fine."

After class in the evening, on the way back to the dormitory, Jing Yuwen hugged the baby basketball he just got and couldn't put it down. Xiang Siye kept looking at him, like a child, and suddenly said, "Do you like it so much?"

"Of course! Come with me," Jing Yuwen grabbed Xiang Siye's wrist, dragged him to run under the streetlight, and proudly pointed to him the signature on the basketball: "Did you see it? This is my favorite. star!"

Xiang Siye stared at Jing Yuwen and raised the corner of his mouth: "Can you touch me?"

Jing Yuwen thought for a while, if it was someone else, he wouldn't let him touch it, but this person was Xiang Dog, so he could touch it. He held the ball in both hands and handed it to Xiang Siye generously: "You touch it."

Xiang Siye smiled, and his hand moved towards the basketball. Before touching it, he changed his direction and moved towards Jing Yuwen's head: "No, you can't touch the ball."

Jing Yuwen pushed his head towards Siye's hand and said in disgust, "Don't touch me."

He noticed that Xiang Siye's schoolbag seemed to be several times heavier than usual, and asked again, "Does your class have a lot of homework today? You have packed a lot of things."

Xiang Siye smiled: "You'll know when you go back to the dormitory."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Oh."

In the dormitory, Jing Yuwen put the ball on the desk. He plans to bring the ball home when he goes home for dinner at noon tomorrow.

Next to him, Xiang Siye put his schoolbag on the desk, opened the schoolbag, took out six extra-thick exercises, and sent them to Jing Yuwen's desk. Gu Ming's left hand pressed on the cover of the first Chinese test. , lowered his eyes: "Happy eighteenth birthday, brother, after completing these questions, you will not be far from your medical dream."

Jing Yuwen looked at the pile of test questions and swallowed: "This is a gift from you?"

Xiang Siye said, "Well, it's more practical."

The corner of Jing Yuwen's mouth twitched: "Thank you, I thank your family."

Xiang Siye said, "You're welcome, just finish it."

Jing Yu Wenxin said: After I finish it, I'm going to give up.

With a smile on his face: "I'll try my best, I'll go home at noon tomorrow, and my mother told me to go back to eat."

Xiang Siye nodded: "Okay."

That night, Jing Yuwen had a dream. He and the basketball were flying together. Just as he was about to fly to the clouds, the basketball turned into Xiang Siye, chasing after him to write questions, and then he brushed in the dream. one night question...

The next morning, he first beat Xiang Siye, then put the basketball in his schoolbag, and went home with his schoolbag after school at noon.

Su Ting stabilized his job not long ago, and moved out a few days ago. Jing Yuwen came home, Su Yan was cooking, and Jing Zhuo went home rarely. He was repairing the plumbing in the bathroom. After saying hello, I went to the bedroom and put the basketball on the desk.

Jing Zhuo was shouting outside: "Xiao Wen, go and find a wrench for me."

Jing Yuwen responded, "I know!"

He had the impression that the toolbox was in his parents' bedroom, so he came out of his bedroom and went directly into his parents' bedroom without asking. The red book with silver prints, he thought it was Su Yan or Jing Zhuo who carelessly dropped the marriage certificate in it, and was about to help them put it away, but when he picked it up and looked carefully, the corner of his originally raised mouth suddenly curved down.

The author has something to say:

When everyone sees this, it means that within a few chapters, Lord Jing and Xiang Gou will be successful in their cultivation...

Also, it was stated that Jing Bao's birthday was on December 27th, and Xiang Gouzi asked Jing Bao to set up a letter to find a target, but they all changed it. Jing Bao's birthday was changed to October 15th, and the period of the letter was changed from Four months have been changed to one month