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Chapter 29 "Eat?"

After this topic was interrupted, it did not continue.

Although Jiang Sui didn't think there was anything embarrassing about communicating like this, on the contrary, it was interesting, but Duan Zhuo obviously didn't want to talk about it. He asked how the basketball game was going, and asked how it went. Obviously, he always kept talking Lead elsewhere.

"Have you taken your medicine for lunch today?"

After his reminder, Jiang Suicai patted his head belatedly.

"I'm really convinced of you, I can forget all of this." Duan Zhuo returned the cup to Jiang Sui, got out of bed, and urged him to take the medicine first, "Pick up your trouser legs and let me have a look."

Jiang Sui was wearing a pair of loose sweatpants with rubber bands on the trouser legs. He pulled it, and the trouser legs got stuck in the bend of his knees.

Duan Zhuo looked down at his ankle, then raised his head: "I was in a hurry to watch the game, and the ointment didn't change, did I?"

Jiang Sui didn't know how to describe Duan Zhuo's eyes. Apart from concern, it seemed that there was some accusation mixed in, but this kind of accusation was not derogatory, but like a family member, out of distress and protection, seeing the child hurt and endured. I can't help but want to criticize a few words, so that people can remember them long.

Jiang Sui swallowed the water and medicine in one go, quickly lowered his gaze, and touched the tip of his nose.

Duan Zhuo saw the tip of his tongue against the front teeth.

It's rare to see such a guilty look, it feels like being rubbed against the palm of the hand as if being courted by a stuffed animal, and the words of reproach that were already on the verge of his mouth suddenly can't come out.

Sighing helplessly, Duan Zhuo pulled a chair for him: "Sit down, let me see how the wound is doing."

The person opposite sat down obediently, Duan Zhuo squatted down, knelt on the ground with one leg, and supported Jiang Sui's injured leg with the other knee.

After a night, most of the swollen hillock on the instep has disappeared, but compared with the other foot, I can still see a little difference.

Looking at Jiang Sui's severely deformed ankles and toes, the deep and shallow marks, Duan Zhuo seems to have seen the figure of Jiang Sui stumbling on the ice rink in his childhood.

"You practice speed skating, do you all have legs like this?"

Jiang Sui's toes curled up: "It's ugly, isn't it?"

"No." Duan Zhuo quickly denied, although compared with ordinary people's feet, it is indeed not so good-looking, but he knows that these wounds are traces engraved by the years, and it is a proof that a person has worked hard for his dream. to measure its beauty and ugliness.

He helped him put on a new plaster, and pressed a few acupuncture points that can dredge the meridian according to the doctor's instructions.

"Looking at your feet, I can't even imagine what they should be like."

Jiang Sui leaned back in the chair, relaxed his body and said, "To be honest, I don't remember either."

This answer was unexpected. The calmer the speaker was, the more worried Duan Zhuo felt. Pushing his fingers back and forth along the meridians, the insteps that were still cold just now gradually warmed up.

This is what he has always wanted to do after seeing Jiang Sui injured. Even if the help is insignificant, but he feels better psychologically, at least he can do something.

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of himself who was afraid to approach Jiang Sui because of a misunderstanding in the past.

If he knew the truth earlier, he would never refuse Jiang Sui's invitation, and he would be more calm when he received Jiang Sui's gift. In addition to liking it, he would also tell Jiang Sui that he would cherish this gift. pair of shoes.

Many words missed the timing, and it feels strange to say it now.

"By the way," Jiang Sui looked at the postcard in the shopping bag and remembered, "I have to help Chengzi copy the confession letter again. Did you throw away the one I wrote before?"

Duan Zhuo was stunned for two seconds, then nodded, Jiang Sui became worried, he had a very bad memory in some aspects, and he discussed a lot with Cheng Ziyao before writing, so he couldn't remember which version he chose in the end.

It feels like reciting ancient poems and essays when he was a child. He needs someone to remind him of half a sentence, and he can remember the rest, so he puts his hope on Duan Zhuo.

"Can you still recite it?"

Duan Zhuo glanced at him, moved his mouth, seemed to think of something, but shook his head and said, "I don't remember either."

"Don't remember anything?"

"Well, I don't remember anything at all. Why should I remember it if I have nothing to do?"

These words were answered neatly, but strangely, Jiang follower noticed a clue from his dodging expression.

It is impossible for Duan Zhuo to really not remember anything. First of all, this person has an excellent memory. He usually memorizes English words almost after reading them once. Secondly, this is misunderstood as a confession, which is no less exciting to him than English words?

Jiang Sui guessed that the purpose of his eagerness to deny it was probably to show that he didn't care—you see, I forgot everything you wrote to me.

However, Duan Zhuo is a person who doesn't know how to lie. His performance is too heavy, and he can't remember a single word, which is already unreasonable.

Some things, on the surface, are in the past, but in fact, I still care about them terribly.

Jiang Sui didn't expose him, and said with a smile: "Okay then, I'll think about it again."

"Ah."

Duan Zhuo responded, quietly moved back a few steps, stood in front of the desk, with his hands behind his back, touched the textbook on the desk.

Although Jiang Sui was facing the computer on the desk, he noticed his weird behavior from the corner of the eye, and turned on the computer intentionally, pretending to play a game, but at the same time he was entering the password, he saw Duan Zhuo's lightning-fast To cover his ears, he threw a card that was originally in the textbook into the trash can.

Sure enough, he lied.

Jiang Sui turned his eyes back to the table, but his mind was elsewhere.

If you don't like it, why keep it?Do you want to keep it as a joke?

Duan Zhuo is not like this kind of person either.

Thinking about this question for so long that the computer screen saver suddenly came out, and Jiang Sui immediately moved the mouse.

After a while, Duan Zhuo pretended to pick up the trash can, flipped through it and said, "The card is still there, do you want to copy it?"

Jiang Sui also cooperated, pretending he didn't find anything, and said, "Thank you."

Regarding the incident of being mistaken for a gay man, Jiang Sui was fresh for an hour, and he didn't feel relieved at all. He should eat and sleep, and he had completely forgotten about it before going to bed.

But he underestimated the impact of this matter on Duan Zhuo, and he gradually realized that in Duan Zhuo, gay men and brothers are treated very differently.

It was at noon on Monday at first, when Duan Zhuo finished class, he sent a message in the group, asking them where to eat, and Jiang Sui replied, so they ate together in the cafeteria for the first time.

During the dinner, Jiang Sui just mentioned that the rice was a bit dry, Duan Zhuo got up suddenly, Jiang Sui thought he was going to go to the bathroom, but he went to his aunt's without a word and got another order of noodles, and took away Jiang Sui's rice.

Very domineering.

In the morning of the next day, Jiang and his class were going to attend a meditation class, which was held in Building A, where Duan Zhuo happened to be attending classes. Need to take him along.

Jiang Sui was flattered and felt that the whole world was a little unreal.

Especially at night, Duan Zhuo no longer pointed his feet at him, but head to head with him, sometimes watching movies together, and sometimes talking about interesting topics that have nothing to do with study, until the whole city quieted down, they Say goodnight to each other before going to bed.

These changes made Jiang Sui more willing to share his daily activities with Duan Zhuo, including helping Cheng Ziyao chase his senior sister.

"Shaking face?" Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows after hearing their plan, acting very surprised.

"Yes, Brother Sui said that this can show the demeanor of a man."

Cheng Ziyao has practiced this plan for a week, and his skills are proficient. He found a thin rope, and in front of Duan Zhuo, he swung it around his shoulders, elbows, wrists, and hands.

Duan Zhuo was stunned by this show for two seconds, closed his eyes and pinched the center of his brows, at first he thought it was Jiang Sui playing Cheng Ziyao, but seeing Jiang Sui kept applauding, this idea was rejected, Jiang Sui It should be because I sincerely feel that this program can impress girls.

Duan Zhuo had never been in a relationship and didn't know Lin Jiawen well, so he didn't raise any opinions. After Cheng Ziyao finished his performance, he applauded and said, "You will have good luck."

After all, as the saying goes, fools are blessed with fools.

Lin Jiawen's birthday was originally on Friday, but because he was in a hurry to catch up with a paper and couldn't spare time, he changed it to the lunar calendar, which happened to be on the weekend.

Cheng Ziyao got the news from one of Lin Jiawen's best friends. Those who didn't receive the invitation planned to meet in the past, but it seemed lonely to eat hot pot alone, so Cheng Ziyao invited Duan Zhuo and the others to support the scene.

Duan Zhuo didn't want to join in the fun at first, but suddenly remembered that he owed Jiang Sui a big meal because of buying a tablet, so he nodded in agreement.

The temperature was not high on Sunday, but the weather was excellent, there was no wind, and there were three-dimensional clouds floating in the sky.

On the bus, Jiang Sui sat by the window and bumped Duan Zhuo's arm: "Hey, astronomer, what is the name of that cloud, do you remember?"

Duan Zhuo laughed helplessly when he heard this inexplicable address.

Jiang Sui has always confused the atmosphere with astronomy, but everything in the sky is considered to be studied in the field of atmospheric science. Duan Zhuo is a walking encyclopedia, a live-action search engine.

After thinking about it carefully, Duan Zhuo explained: "Fort-like cirrocumulus clouds are relatively short-lived and rare."

"That means we're very lucky today." Jiang Sui raised an eyebrow at Cheng Ziyao, "Your chance of leaving the order has increased again."

Duan Zhuo didn't understand how he connected these two unrelated things together, just like he didn't understand why eating a double-yolk egg in the morning meant good luck for the whole day.

However, Cheng Ziyao seemed to be very pleased with this kind of spiritual encouragement. He put his head between the two seats and said with a smile: "To be honest, I did a fortune-telling on the Internet last night. You can get divorced."

"Really?" Jiang Sui looked very interested, turned around and asked, "How much is it?"

"Follow the fate, he said to give it whatever he wants, and I gave it 20 yuan."

"Is this right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I saw that last time he was considered a celebrity and was imprisoned, but in the end he was really arrested for taking drugs."

Duan Zhuo had read a lot of books on psychology before, and he probably knew some of the so-called tricks of masters to fool people. He was about to explain to Jiang Sui, but he was curious about what he would count, so he didn't interrupt.

He thought that Jiang Sui, like Cheng Ziyao, longed for the nourishment of love, but Jiang Sui said, "I want to know if I still have a chance to go to the Olympics."

This is a question that was thrown without thinking, which shows that the owner of the question has strong expectations for it.

When Cheng Ziyao asked Duan Zhuo if he had any wish to realize, Duan Zhuo eagerly looked at the sky outside the window and found that he had no goal to fight for.

I don't know who to live for, and I don't know why to live.To put it nicely is to let nature take its course, but to put it badly is to go with the flow and have no faith.

Looking at Jiang Sui's blinking eyelashes, he suddenly felt a little envious.

I envy his family atmosphere, envy his optimism and self-confidence, and envy him for having his own opinions and firm ideals.

Duan Zhuo didn't even know what it felt like.

In a daze, the bus arrived. Jiang Sui got up and rang the bell. After resting for a while, his legs were already fine. When the door opened, he jumped down like a wild animal.

Duan Zhuo was in the back, thinking about selling white fans: "Take it easy, be careful that it's twisted again."

"Do not worry."

Behind the bus station is a commercial street. Because it is close to scenic spots, the architectural style is antique. In this season, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes and roasted chestnuts wafts all over the street.

The oncoming child held a bunch of strawberry candied haws in one hand, and the other hand was held by the parent.

"Eat candied haws sideways, be careful not to poke your mouth."

The kid obediently changed his posture.

Jiang Sui's eyes followed the candied haws in the child's hand all the time, and his feet were still moving forward. Duan Zhuo saw that he was about to bump into the electric pole on the side of the road, so he pulled it hastily.

"Look at the way."

After speaking, he also glanced back at the kid, as if he understood the reason for Jiang Sui's ecstasy.

Cheng Ziyao wanted to see his senior soon, so he entered the shopping mall, glanced at the map, and turned into the elevator beside him.

"It should be on the south side, the place where we played the Chamber of Secrets last time, do you remember?"

"Oh yeah, I don't remember."

Jiang Sui's words sounded really perfunctory, Duan Zhuo glanced at his mobile phone screen and found that he was inquiring about movie tickets.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Duan Zhuo asked.

"It depends," Jiang Sui leaned into his ear and whispered, "If they really have fun, we won't be light bulbs."

Duan Zhuo made an "OK" gesture.

When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the waiter came up to them and asked how many of them there were. Cheng Ziyao responded, stretching his neck like a giraffe to look inside.

Senior sister and the others have already arrived. There are seven people at a table, six girls, and the remaining one has very short hair. His back looks a bit like a boy. He happened to be sitting next to Lin Jiawen.

Jiang Sui turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure that senior sister doesn't have a boyfriend?"

"Her girlfriend said no." Cheng Ziyao shook his head, walked in in a trance, and finally chose the table near the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was an empty table away from the senior sister and the others.

The waiter handed over the menu, Duan Zhuo got up and said that he had to go to the bathroom.

"You can order whatever you want, I will treat you today."

Cheng Ziyao ordered a Chongqing-style pot bottom and a tomato pot.

If you have two pots, you need to double the money, Jiang Sui frowned and said, "You can only choose one."

"why?"

Cheng Ziyao is a very nervous person, and he is not sensitive to the details of the world. Jiang Sui did not directly name the reason, but said: "Just order one, this soup is not worth it, let's order meat."

"Okay, then I want spicy."

Worried that Cheng Ziyao's special choice would be too expensive, Jiang Sui bought him a drink, ordered a more cost-effective set meal, and specially ordered some rice cakes and meatballs that can fill his stomach.

The waiter brought out the soup base, and Cheng Ziyao also came in with fruit tea, and put cups on the table.

"Has Ah Zhuo not come back yet? Did he fall into the toilet?"

Jiang Sui glanced at the time, and it was indeed more than ten minutes since he left: "Could it be because I didn't bring paper."

As soon as the words were finished, a slender figure flashed past the floor-to-ceiling windows, Duan Zhuo entered the door, and Jiang Sui noticed that there was an extra brown brown paper bag in his hand.

"Have you gone to buy chestnuts?"

"Ah."

Duan Zhuo responded with a smile, stretched out his right hand hidden behind his back, and handed strawberry candied haws wrapped in a layer of glutinous rice paper to Jiang Sui's eyes.

"Eat?"