"Thank you for the same table." Shan Qiye looked at him, unable to restrain the smile on his face, picked up the remaining bottle of mineral water and said, "You are thirsty at the same table, come, the best in the world. The best classmate at the same table, Xiaodan, has prepared iced mineral water for you~”

Qin Yimu said lightly, "No need."

Seeing someone want to leave, Shan Qiye hurriedly moved over to block his path, opened his hands to stop him, and said hummingly, "Don't be polite to me, it's just a bottle of water."

Qin Yimu didn't say a word, he turned to sideways and wanted to go. Of course that Dan Qiye couldn't let it go. He was like a crab. Qin Yimu moved over there, and he walked over there, using his thin small arms abruptly. It blocked Qin Yimu's way.

Helpless, Qin Yimu said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!" Shan Qiye handed over the mineral water, only to see Qin Yimu raising his hand and staggering his hand... "Huh?"

Ignoring Shan Qiye's suspicion, Qin Yimu directly took the other bottle, which was two-thirds of the water he drank.

Shan Qiye: "???"

"You took the wrong table at the same table..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yimu had already opened it and took a sip. When the same table looked over, Shan Qiye quickly put his legs together, his hands behind his back, and stood upright, "It's alright, you drink slowly, iced water can't be Drink too fast."

"Um."

Mao Junyu dropped the mineral water bottle and came over, thiefly said: "Seven Masters Seven Masters."

"Huh? What?" Shan Qiye looked at him blankly.

Mao Junyu looked left and right, as if he wanted to say something private that could not be passed on. After looking around, he found that there were too many people and it was not safe, so he waved to him, pretending to be whispering.

Seeing this, Shan Qiye was also aroused by his curiosity, and when he went over, he heard him whisper: "You are a dog leg."

Shan Qiye: "???"

"You really haven't been on the roof for three days." Shan Qiye rolled up his cuffs and stared at him sharply. The movement of rolling his cuffs a little bit worked hard, as if he was going to devour him alive.

Mao Junyu took three steps back, touched his nose and smiled, "Just kidding, just kidding!"

Shan Qiye turned a deaf ear, he had to fight.

The clenched fists were rounded and greeted him.

At this moment, Qin Yimu's voice came from behind - "Assemble."

Halfway through his fist, he stopped abruptly, and Shan Qiye turned his head and glanced to make sure that he heard it right, but he happened to see Qin Yimu also looking at him.

He quickly put away his fists and ran over with a smile like a flower, "I'm here at the same table!"

Shan·Internationally renowned chess·face-changing artist Ye

Mao Junyu: "..."

You TM might as well hit me.

The day's military training ended with the tired sighs of the classmates.

Shan Qiye went to the cafeteria to pack dinner and planned to go back to the dormitory to eat with Qin Yimu.

I don't know what happened today. Whenever there is a break, the instructor always calls Qin Yimu over to talk and chat, and don't know if there is anything important to talk about for a day.

After the military training in the afternoon, Qin Yimu was called away by the instructor as usual.

It might not be back for a while.

Shan Qiye went back to the dormitory and placed two packaged meals on the table, intending to eat together when the table came back.

Just as he was thinking about going to the bathroom to take a shower, he turned his face and saw a small note next to the meal.

【Have a meal. 】

Two simple words, sharp strokes and beautiful fonts.

Shan Qiye picked it up and took a good look at it, the handwriting with full marks in the Chinese composition, indeed, good-looking handwriting is also a bonus.

It's just that since Qin Yimu left a note in advance, he probably won't be able to come back in a while, so Shan Qiye had to eat his own meal first, and then ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

There were only the two of them in the entire dormitory. Now that Qin Yimu was not around, Shan Qiye would not be bored. Rolling on the bed with a pillow was not enough to kill time.

The most annoying thing is that Qin Yimu's mobile phone is gone.

I don't know if he took it by himself or was found and confiscated by the instructor.

There was not even the last thing to kill time, and Shan Qiye almost counted the stars by pointing to the board on the upper bunk.

As a result, I stared at it like this, dazedly showing myself sleepy, maybe I got up early in the morning, and now I rest, sleepiness swept over.

It was still light outside, and Shan Qiye didn't pay much attention, so he hugged the quilt and planned to take a short nap.

After a while, when opened eyes again, it was dark outside.

I don't know what time it is, but it's quiet outside.

There were only occasional small chewing sounds, but other than that, there was no sound at all.

...chewing?

Shan Qiye frowned and was stunned for a moment. Whose mouse ran out in the middle of the night to steal food?

There are no extra snacks in the dormitory, so it's not very eye-catching if the mice really come to steal it.

With this thought in mind, Shan Qiye crept to the door, intending to see which mouse it was.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his elegant, humble and friendly immortal at the same table was eating at the door.

"Same table?" Shan Qiye rubbed his eyes, "Why are you eating out?"

As he said that, he suddenly remembered something and glanced at the room. Qin Yimu should have eaten the meal on the table, but why didn't he enter the room to eat...

Could it be because he fell asleep, afraid of waking him up?

For a while, Shan Qiye didn't know what to say. He sighed and pulled Qin Yimu in, "You really are at the same table, the meal is cold, why are you coming back so late?"

After Qin Yimu sat down, he opened another bottle of mineral water for him, "Where are you going? What did the instructor keep you up so late?"

Qin Yimu took a slow sip of his meal and said lightly, "Mathematics competition."

"Mathematics competition? How long has it been since school started? Why has the math competition started?"

Seeing his dazed look, Qin Yimu turned on his mobile phone, called up the content about the math competition and handed it to him.