My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn’t Need Any Comforting

Chapter 20

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If all the rubbish from breakfast hadn't gone into the trash can, Qiao Shao really wanted to throw the scumbag in the face.

Still poor

Which poor child can eat so many kinds of breakfast, when he "hasn't seen the world"!

What about first

He Shen was the first in the test, he gave him his head to play with!

Certainly not the last one.

With a look on Qiao Shao's face, I still don't know your expression, he said, "Have you started dreaming before you slept?"

He Shen said helplessly, "You can't trust me like that?"

"Believe." Qiao Shao said in his heart: I believe you, a big liar!

He Shen also approached him, and the two were very close: "Your eyes are clearly full of distrust."

Qiao Shao slapped him in the face and pushed him away: "You read it wrong."

He Shen tilted his head, and his eyes came out from between his fingers: "It's full of disgust right now."

Qiao Shao stared at him: Not bad, I can really see what I mean!

At this time, He Shen took Qiao Shao's hand as if he had discovered something: "Why are your hands so small..."

Their palms were facing each other, one was slender and straight, the other was fair and thin, the former had a finger belly longer than the latter.

"It's really white." He Shen added.

Qiao Shao was so angry that he held his hand tightly, wanting to show him some color.

"You..." A cold male voice sounded, "Be careful."

Qiao Shao and He Shen turned their heads together and saw the school tyrant with a grass in his trouser pocket.

Lou Xiao's expression was stern, his dark eyes fell on their clenched hands, and he didn't know if he understood.

He Shen said frankly, "What are you paying attention to?"

Lou Xiao raised his head and said seriously, "Interlocking fingers is something only couples do, right?"

Qiao Shao was silent for half a second, then broke out. He raised his hand and He Shen's hand, handed it to the blind eye, and said, "No fingers intertwined! I just held his hand!"

How blind can you be to see where your fingers are!

Poor Qiao Shao forgot that he was a lame man. He rushed forward and lost control of one leg in an instant.

He Shen stretched out his arm and caught him when he was about to fall.

Because the two held hands before, Qiao Shao returned to a young age, but he was a boy after all. He pulled him hard just now, so He Shen didn't stand firm.

The result is…

Lou Xiao looked down at the two people who fell to the ground, spit out a leaf of grass and said, "Lao He, my bed is for you, you can go back to the dormitory."

Qiao Shao, who was lying on He Shen's chest, looked sluggish.

He Shen could still laugh, and said to Lou Xiao, "Pull me."

Lou Xiao stretched out his hand, and He Shen took advantage of the situation to get up with Qiao Shao.

Qiao Shao hasn't recovered yet.

He Shen looked at him and said, "How is your foot, isn't it hurt?"

He Shen was under him just now, and Qiao Shao was fine.

Qiao Shao said: "It's okay."

He Shen said, "Don't worry about Lou Xiao, he runs the train all day long."

Qiao Shao paused and asked, "What about you, are you hurt?"

Qiao Shao didn't take the bed in the dormitory with his fingers intertwined. What he cared more about was whether He Shen was injured in the fall.

"If the old building hits me, then I'll be in the hospital early, you," He Shen patted his head and said, "I still need to work hard."

Qiao Shao: "..."

You can still laugh at him, it seems to be all right!

Lou Xiao died the whole process, and put down a sentence before leaving: "You don't need to send me invitations when you get married."

Qiao Shao's face was full of question marks, and he asked He Shen when the school bully was far away: "What does Lou Xiao mean?"

He Shen said: "He likes to be ironic, probably because he must be called when he gets married."

Qiao Shao was even more confused: "What are you getting married? We are only freshmen in high school!"

He Shen said: "We will definitely get married in ten years."

Qiao Shao's mind became even more muddled: "But what about ten years from now?"

He Shen's words made sense: "Who knows, Lou Xiao's brain is just like that when he fails the exam all the year round."

Um…

Qiao Shao couldn't refute such a righteous remark for a while.

When he got to the classroom, He Shen yawned and fell down impatiently.

He Shen's sleeping position was different from when the two first met. He was not facing the window, but Qiao Shao, and his face after closing his eyes was faintly pale and tired.

Qiao Shao looked at him for a while and muttered, "Why?"

Is the game so fun, and is it still a game to make yourself so tired

The first two classes on Wednesday were English, which was probably the one Qiao Shao was most comfortable with.

When I was a child, I flew around with my grandfather, but my grandfather didn't speak Chinese with him a lot of the time. Therefore, he can speak English, French and German, among which English is the best.

In addition to his previous school, English teaching is much faster than ordinary schools. Even if he falls behind a lot, he will not be unable to keep up like other subjects.

The first class was about the knowledge points in the textbook. Because it was too simple, Qiao Shao was a little distracted.

It turns out that things that have been known for a long time will not be heard, especially the English teacher's pronunciation is a bit...

Well, you still have to concentrate and not be careless!

Qiao Shao sat up straight, and after forcibly listening for a while, he became ecstatic.

The sun was very bright today, he and He Shen were seated at the end of the classroom, and the sun shone on them first.

The curtains were not drawn, and every ray of sunlight fell on the desk.

Qiao Shao didn't get in the way, but Sleeping God was like the vampire who saw the light, with his brows furrowed.

After class, Qiao Shao struggled to get up and went to draw the curtains.

Song Yixu saw it and said quickly, "You have inconvenient feet, just tell me what you want to do!"

Qiao Shao had a bit of a prejudice against Song Yixu's group because of what he reported before, and felt that it was too much for them to slander people indiscriminately.

So he looked a little cold: "It's okay, I can do it."

Song Yixu swallowed when he wanted to say something, and went back to his seat with an "oh".

When Qiao Shao moved to his position, he saw the back of He Shen's neck.

Although the curtains were drawn to block the sunlight, he could clearly see a little red on the back of He Shen's neck.

bleeding

Qiao Shao gently tore off his collar and saw scratches the size of his fingers.

I got hurt when I fell...

Although the ground was flat, there were also small stones, which were estimated to have collapsed and scratched. I don't know if there were any other injuries under the clothes.

Qiao Shao couldn't help but leaned closer and tried to look at his back along his collar.

"Um..." The lazy male voice was slightly hoarse from sleep, "Does it look good?"

Qiao Shao loosened his collar, and said speechlessly, "It's so pretty in blue and purple." In fact, he didn't see it clearly.

He Shen woke up, but was still lying on the table. He looked at him with half-open eyes: "It's all right."

Qiao Shao said: "Bleeding."

He Shen yawned: "Just get some sleep." After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Qiao Shao didn't know how to complain about him. Is this person too big-hearted or too thick-skinned, and he doesn't take himself seriously at all!

Thinking that he was injured because of his own injury, Qiao Shao felt more and more embarrassed.

It's a pity that he can't go to the infirmary to buy Band-Aids.

Qiao Shao hesitated for a while, but still poked Song Yixu in the front seat.

Song Yixu turned back immediately, Qiao Shao was awkward: "Can you do me a favor?"

Song Yixu deserved it quickly: "You say it!"

Qiao Shao said about buying a Band-Aid, and Song Yixu was about to stand up when a quiet male voice came from behind: "Don't buy it, I have it there."

is a complaint.

Qiao Shao's eyes lit up and immediately said, "That's great, can you use it for me?"

Chen Fu replied, "Okay." He turned around and took it from the hole in the table.

Song Yixu returned to his seat and didn't say anything, but looked at Chen Cheng with all his eyes on alert.

After a while, Chen Fu brought a Band-Aid over.

Not only Song Yixu, but many people in the class secretly glanced at him.

Qiao Shao didn't know how Chen told his mood, but he was very uncomfortable anyway.

Once the stereotype is formed, it is really terrible.

It presses on you like a brand and makes everything you do abnormal.

Qiao Shao took the Band-Aid and thanked him.

Chen Fu pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth and said, "It's nothing."

After a while, he seemed to muster up his courage and said, "If you want to go to the toilet, tell me, and I will help you."

Chen complained that the seat was in the front, and he came here just to see if Qiao Shao needed his help.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shao felt warm in his heart. He raised his voice and responded, "I will call you!"

Chen Fu was obviously relieved, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became much more natural: "Then I'll go back first."

Qiao Shao nodded: "Well!"

He Shen, who was in a daze, felt that someone was blowing on the back of his neck, and then his cool fingers, something stuck there.

— Band-Aid Bar.

- They said it was all right.

He didn't open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had a dream that he hadn't had in a long time.

He dreamed of the splendid house, of his mother.

That gentle and beautiful but extremely fragile woman.

She was like a bubble floating in the air, reflecting the brilliance of the sunlight, but it was extremely easily… broken.

He Shen suddenly opened his eyes, and a fluent English recitation sounded in his ears.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the white hands holding the textbook, and upwards was a clean face, accompanied by a pleasant voice, like a warm jade full of sunshine.

Um…

If you don't do the questions, the little guy is really like an honor student.

The author has something to say: the mother stamped, these two are straight men now.

Lou Xiao: ? ?

Ah, it's earlier, because I have to catch the high-speed train~

See you tomorrow darlings!

Continue to send red packets today~!