Mingxi has always been diligent in getting up early, the sky is still bright, and the surroundings are all silent.
She came down with her schoolbag on her back, took the key from the aunt in the dormitory building and squatted down to open the iron door.
As soon as the iron door opened, she noticed a tall figure outside.
"Hey, Brother Xi, why are you here in the early morning? Didn't you sleep last night?" Mingxi jumped down the steps three or two times, ran down quickly, and set his bangs on his forehead: "Is there something urgent? "
"How could I not sleep?!" Fu Yangxi said with an expression like 'Do you think I'm Iron Man', "I fell asleep as soon as I got home from the train station yesterday, because I slept too early, today is a big day. I woke up early in the morning, had nothing to do and ran out for a walk, just passing by the downstairs of your dormitory."
Fu Yangxi asked, "You picked up your relative yesterday, did you get it?"
"I received it." Mingxi mentioned the Dong family, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but start to rise. Even if he hadn't seen each other for two years, he didn't feel unfamiliar when he met them again. Aunt Dong and Uncle Dong both gained some weight, while Dong Shen lost some weight.
She said, "they find a place to settle down first. I'll have dinner with them after school today. Dong Shen will transfer to our school after a while."
"Who?"
"Dong Shen."
Fu Yangxi pondered Zhao Mingxi's excited expression, tried her best not to show her sourness, and pretended to ask casually, "Male and female?"
"Boy, one year younger than me, a former neighbor."
Fu Yangxi suddenly asked, "Do you like him?"
"What's there? It's just a neighbor." Mingxi frowned and looked at Fu Yangxi. And she doubted that Fu Yangxi, a single-celled school tyrant, knew what 'like' was. Last time, a girl handed him a thousand paper cranes in music class, and he fiercely asked the girl if she wanted to fight. Fu Yangxi didn't even have enlightenment.
"Then he likes you?"
"I don't like it." Mingxi said helplessly: "I want to study hard now, you know the situation in my family, I am not Zhao Mingxi now, I am Niu Coo Lu Mingxi, I must raise my grades to a higher level. "
Fu Yangxi got the answer she wanted, and tried her best not to be too happy.
He thought triumphantly, what to study and not study is an excuse.
Clearly he already liked him.
That being the case.
"Here." Fu Yangxi put one hand in his pocket, tilted his head, and coldly handed Mingxi a pile of packed breakfasts.
Mingxi was flattered, took the kraft paper bag and glanced at it, and saw that there were McDonald's and a few Chinese breakfasts inside.
She raised her head to look at Fu Yangxi again, not daring to answer: "Give it to me?"
Is the sun coming out west
Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi's body covered in the morning chill, with dew on the ends of her hair, and her heart skipped a beat: "You, you came here early in the morning and made a special trip to bring me breakfast?"
"What's the special trip for you?! Why are you so narcissistic about the little mask?" Fu Yangxi's fair neck turned red, and she jumped violently, as if she heard some Arabian Nights joke: "My driver bought a lot, I If you can't finish eating, let you help solve the rest. I'm too lazy to mention it, you take it to the classroom and distribute it to Ke Chengwen and the others."
"Oh." Mingxi glanced at the weight of several people in his hands.
I also feel like I just got really narcissistic.
For a young master like Fu Yangxi, he would do it for his younger brother when he moved his finger to call a helicopter, but he was crazy so he would squat downstairs in the girls' dormitory early in the morning to deliver breakfast.
"Then why don't you just take it to the classroom?" Mingxi asked.
Fu Yangxi said, "Can't I drop by and get the clothes that were stuffed in your schoolbag yesterday?"
The coats that the group wore yesterday were all stained with muddy water, so they all bought a few random clothes in the town.
Other people's dirty clothes are carried by themselves, but Fu Yangxi is too lazy to take them.
His dirty coat was wrapped in a plastic bag and stuffed in Mingxi's schoolbag.
Mingxi remembered and muttered, "I thought you would just throw that coat away."
It's just a piece of dirty clothes, as for making a special trip to pick it up? It also made her feel amorous, thinking that he specially brought her breakfast.
"It's expensive, isn't it?!" Fu Yangxi said angrily, "Go back and look carefully at the brand on the label. It's more than 30,000 pieces! If I didn't get the clothes, why would I—"
"Ah, I know it's expensive, shut up." Mingxi's ears were numb from the roar, he glanced at the crowd around him, turned around and ran upstairs: "Okay, okay, I'll go up and get it now."
Fu Yangxi watched her run up, the schoolbag on her back was up and down, and the corners of her lips couldn't help twitching.
Mingxi took off the clothes and carried them in a bag, only then did the prince surnamed Fu feel satisfied.
The two walked towards the classroom in the morning mist.
After Mingxi entered the classroom, he hurriedly opened the book and ate while reading.
Before eating two bites, he put the rest of the breakfast on Ke Chengwen's table and left it to Ke Chengwen.
The place in the 100-school league was hard to come by, she had to prepare well and not waste this opportunity. Regardless of whether you can win the prize or not, you must pass the final round.
Fu Yangxi felt a waste when she saw that she only took two bites. But seeing that she is taking the time to study, it is not easy to disturb.
He sat aside, looked at her for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "When will you participate in the training for the Hundred Schools League?"
Mingxi turned on the phone and looked at the date, and said, "On October 23, I have to go to the training camp for ten days."
"Then don't you have to spend your birthday in the training camp?"
Mingxi was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Fu Yangxi with some surprise. He only said a date perfunctorily last time, and he remembered it
I didn't expect him to sleep every day with poor grades, but his memory is actually so good
"Let's talk about it when the time comes, it doesn't matter if I pass it." Mingxi said indifferently, "You accompany me back to my grandma's place, which is the best birthday present."
Fu Yangxi: "Then think of a way."
He thought to himself that it would be okay for him to go to the training camp that day.
But this was a surprise, and Fu Yangxi didn't plan to say it at this time.
Fu Yangxi paused, flipped the pages of the book, and continued to stare at Zhao Mingxi.
"… "
Zhao Mingxi was stared at him very uncomfortable. He turned his head and looked at him blankly: "What's wrong? You didn't sleep this morning?"
In the past, when Fu Yangxi came to school every morning, the first thing he did when he came to school was to lie down on the table to catch up on sleep, and the air pressure was still quite low.
What's the matter today, so much talk
And he looked at himself as if waiting for him to say something.
Fu Yangxi thought that Zhao Mingxi would add, "your birthday is coming soon, I can celebrate your birthday for you".
But in the end, after waiting for a long time, Zhao Mingxi did not wait for such a sentence.
He stared at Zhao Mingxi and wondered suspiciously, did the little mask forget his birthday
This is impossible.
Who can't remember the birthday of the person they like.
And that day, he also deliberately hinted that Ke Chengwen had emphasized it twice.
Zhao Mingxi just wanted to give him a surprise, so he deliberately pretended that he couldn't remember it.
"It's nothing." Fu Yangxi thought so, raised her lips, full of anticipation: "I said I slept enough last night."
He pulled out his recharged noise-cancelling headphones and put them on, then pulled out his Pikachu throw pillow and lay down on the table.
Just as he looked out of the window boredly, he saw the group of people from the school team walking past the window.
I don't know if it's Fu Yangxi's illusion. Why does he feel that the school competition team is always coming up the corridor on the right of the international class recently
Obviously, it is most convenient for people in the gold class to take the corridor on the left.
And they used to take the corridor on the left-
This led to a particularly increased number of appearances by this group outside the corridors of the international class.
Even someone like Fu Yangxi who never cared about other people's affairs and was very indifferent to others noticed it.
And the man named Shen Heyao at the head.
Every time you pass by, you have to look this way.
Fu Yangxi raised her head slightly, frowned unpleasantly, her eyes were dark, and she looked back coldly.
"What's wrong with your hand?" Zhao Mingxi's voice suddenly came from his ear.
Mingxi held the gel pen and looked at Fu Yangxi's hand lying on the table in doubt, because lying on the table, the sleeve was slightly lifted up, so a small bruise on the wrist bone was exposed.
If it was someone else, Mingxi might not notice it.
But Fu Yangxi's skin was pale and cold, and the bruises were particularly obvious on his body.
"… "
Fu Yangxi came back to her senses, and instantly pulled down her sleeves to cover the bruises.
Seeing that Zhao Mingxi was still looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you fall down when you were chased by dogs on the mountain?"
Mingxi: "It fell the day before yesterday? How can I remember it wasn't there when I came back by train yesterday."
Fu Yangxi said, "You were groggy on the train, how did you remember it so clearly?"
"Okay." Mingxi didn't ask much. She took out the medicinal wine from the table that had not been used up last time: "Come here."
Fu Yangxi thought that once he was born and cooked twice, he had already been given medicine by her in front of the library last time, and the second time he would not be stiff.
But he didn't expect his heart to beat so fast at this moment.
Mingxi poured some medicinal wine on the bruise on his wrist, and then rubbed it with the palm of his hand.
Fu Yangxi looked down at her, her eyes fell on her slightly pursed lips, and she felt as if a light source had fallen into the dark corner, illuminating it a little, warming it a little bit, and her limbs were about to melt with the warmth.
Fu Yangxi curled the corners of her mouth.
Mingxi thought he was going to say something like "Scars are a man's medal", so he said directly, "Shut up and be quiet."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi couldn't help laughing.
…
Mingxi felt that his bruises must be more than that on his wrists, and he was pulling on his sleeves to push them upwards while he was not paying attention.
But Fu Yangxi was very alert and pulled back her hands in time.
Mingxi took advantage of the absence of anyone in the classroom, and went to pull his jacket.
Fu Yangxi almost didn't jump on the table, he quickly backed up, backed up against the wall, folded his arms around his chest, and looked like he was guarding his innocence.
As expected of a small mask, it is so fierce as soon as it comes up.
"… "
"Forget it, if there are any leftovers, you can go on your own." Mingxi was so angry.
Why does this prince look like she wants to belittle him all day long
She didn't even think about it, did she
But there shouldn't be much else in other places anyway.
Mingxi was sure that the small soil slope they fell on was very soft, and she didn't hurt herself.
"Take it." Mingxi pushed the medicinal wine to Fu Yangxi's table.
Fu Yangxi didn't seem to mind her fierceness, and even seemed to be used to and indulged her little brother who occasionally started to 'fail the following'.
Fu Yangxi picked up the medicinal wine and went to the bathroom leisurely.