Seeing him staring at her, Ye Cheng thought that he couldn't believe that no one played with him when he was a child.
So he added: "It's true, I didn't like to talk to others before, and those kids didn't like me."
So in his brief childhood memories, only that little Heitan left a deep impression on him.
Of course, the main reason is that he is too dark to be seen.
Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, and said, "You and that... Xiao Heitan, what happened afterwards?"
Ye Cheng felt that his focus was a bit strange, curious about what was wrong, and curious about Xiao Heitan.
But he still replied honestly: "He gave me a mango, as you know, I am allergic to mangoes, and then I was sent to the hospital. It is estimated that he was educated by his family, and I never saw him again."
What a shit to be educated, that's why I moved away, okay, Lu Xiao thought to herself.
But when he thought about what Ye Cheng said just now, he couldn't tell the truth - wouldn't that mean that he actually only had two friends
Ye Cheng said regretfully: "Actually, he wasn't to blame for that incident. It was because I knew I was allergic, but I insisted on eating mangoes."
"I know you still eat?" Lu Xiao came back to her senses, looked at him and said.
Ye Cheng said: "Well, at that time my dad didn't come home all the year round, I missed him very much, so I wanted to get his attention through these."
He smiled and said, "It's just too stupid."
Lu Xiao really wanted to go back to when she was a child, give her old self a slap in the face, and tell him to get out of the way and eat the mango for me.
He became ruthless, but he even wanted to hit himself.
"... not stupid, not stupid at all." Lu Xiao comforted him.
Ye Cheng raised the corner of her mouth and said, "So it seems that I should also thank you for waiting for me."
He endured it but still couldn't, he raised his hand and touched Lu Xiao's head. He looked at him like this, which really made people want to touch him.
Lu Xiao's hair was hard and felt a little prickly, and her skin felt prickly.
"We're even." Ye Cheng smiled slightly.
Lu Xiao's eyelashes trembled twice, and she secretly clenched her fists under the table, saying "um".
"Write quickly, it will be finished within half an hour." Ye Cheng put down her hand and yawned again.
Lu Xiao obediently picked up the pen and devoted herself to the composition again.
This time, he didn't have any distracting thoughts in his mind, so the efficiency was much faster than before, and he finished writing in less than half an hour.
Ye Cheng checked it for him. Although the words and sentences are still poor, at least the sentence structure is much richer than before.
No longer just "how are you" and "nice to meet you".
Not bad, a little progress.
In class the next day, no surprises, Lu Xiao's grades were the bottom one again.
However, not only was he not depressed, but he was also a little proud.
Because he once again killed everyone at the same table, firmly ranking first.
For the second time, Hu Haiyang took Ye Cheng's composition as a scope and posted it to the group chat, and everyone else looked at each other in blank dismay.
In addition to Ye Cheng, Li Nanke, who was named and praised on the first day, ranked second.
This person never played with them, never went to the cafeteria to eat, and went back to his room after class.
He has been wearing a hat since we first met, and almost no one knows what he looks like. There was gossip in the class that he seemed to be a trainee of a certain company.
Hu Haiyang gave a passionate lecture on the podium, bringing the atmosphere to its peak.
Everyone listened carefully, and no one deserted.
Lu Xiao also miraculously didn't doze off for three consecutive days, even though he didn't get enough sleep these three days to the point that he had dark circles under his eyes.
The coffee is even two packs a day, and he has to drink it even if it's unpalatable. He can't help but start to miss the father Xing who he disliked so much before.
Three days later, the military training came to an end, and the winter camp also started another plan—field camping.
This time it seems that apart from the key test questions, the institution is trying to come up with some useless tricks.
After camping, they will be taken back to the "five-star hotel" in Nandu, which is euphemistically called "sweet after bitterness".
There is a mountain near Yingcheng, and the camping site was chosen at the foot of the mountain.
Fortunately, the conditions were not as difficult as imagined, and the tents, water and electricity were all prepared by the organization in advance.
Hu Haiyang called everyone together and announced that they need to obtain ingredients through English games so that they can cook by themselves.
The area where the classes were held in the past two days was a big tent that had been set up earlier, with carpets inside, and it looked like a yurt.
And the places where they sleep at night are various small tents scattered around, each tent can accommodate two people.
The first game is "Who's Undercover", with one person from each room.
They have all played this game at school, so no rules need to be specified.
Ye Cheng followed everyone to the front, and six people stood in a row.
Hu Haiyang sent everyone a card, and they needed to describe the content of the card they got in English.
There are two undercover agents in total, and one card is blank. If these three people can be found out smoothly, then others can choose the staple food first.
Everyone looked at the cards in their hands and looked at each other with different expressions.
Ye Cheng put down the card expressionlessly, and Hu Haiyang said to the first person: "Let's start with you."
The first one was Liang Moyu. He threw out a few key words, round and small.
The second person nodded approvingly, feeling that he was cleared of suspicion, and described it as a movement.
The third person stumbled and couldn't find the right words for a while.
Because the big brother was too flustered, he was voted out in the first round.
Hu Haiyang said: "Show everyone the cards."
He turned the cards over, and sure enough, it was a blank slate.
Everyone gradually grasped the essence, and glanced suspiciously around.
After the second round started, they managed to find another undercover agent who was holding a "football".
In other words, as long as one more undercover agent is picked, the other three will win.
The onlookers all looked forward to it and cheered for their teammates.
Lu Xiao has already started to choose the staple food in advance, whether to eat rice, steamed buns or noodles, this is a very difficult question to choose.
Liang Moyu said: "That is a hitting sport"
From the beginning to the end, he basically did not attract any firepower, and everyone else followed his train of thought.
The second person agreed very much, and looked to the next one after speaking.
Now only Ye Cheng and the people behind him are left.
Ye Cheng thought for a while and said, "The sport originated in France in the 14th century."
The three exchanged glances, a little confused, and whispered, "Is it the 14th century?"
"I don't remember it."
Lu Xiao couldn't understand what they said, even if the speech was 0.5 times faster, he could feel that they were suspicious of Ye Cheng.
The person next to him said, "Can I check it with my mobile phone?"
Hu Haiyang said with a smile: "No, it's time to test the knowledge reserve."
That person had no choice but to give up.
After the last person finished speaking, Hu Haiyang said: "You can start voting, as long as you find the last undercover agent, you will win."
Liang Moyu hesitated for a few seconds, and pointed at Ye Cheng first. The other two looked at him and followed suit.
Ye Cheng glanced at him flatly, without any panic.
"You can defend yourself a few words." Hu Haiyang said at the right time.
Ye Cheng said: "Tell me number 1, what color is the key word you drew."
Liang Moyu looked at the other two, and tentatively said, "Yellow."
The two immediately transferred the ticket, pointed to him and said, "Damn it, it turned out to be you."
He panicked, waved his hands and said: "Orange yellow, not pure yellow, I said it in a more general way."
"It's you, Mo Yu." A person said.
Hu Haiyang said: "We have decided to vote for him, right?"
"yes."
"Congratulations, you have found the last undercover agent."
The person who spoke earlier smiled and turned over his hole cards: "We are all tennis players, you are table tennis players, right?"
"..." Liang Moyu threw the sign with a dark face.
The man patted Ye Cheng and said, "Thanks to you, brother. Let's go, let's pick out the staple food."
Just as he was about to high-five Ye Cheng, he was preempted by a hand.
Lu Xiao calmly grabbed Ye Cheng's hand, forcibly gave herself a high-five, and asked gently by the way: "That's awesome, what should we choose?"
The man's hand was empty, hanging in place awkwardly.
Ye Cheng was led by him to the table, and said, "Why don't you eat noodles, it's easier to cook."
He and Lu Xiao are both from the south, so they are not used to eating steamed buns, and if they cook... the ghost knows if they can be cooked.
"Okay." Lu Xiao took a pack of dried noodles.
Hu Haiyang whistled to attract everyone's attention: "The second competition is ready to start."
The second competition is two people and three legs. According to the order of reaching the finish line, the dishes and seasonings are selected in turn.
The rope Hu Haiyang sent was relatively thin, and it felt a bit tight when tied.
So Lu Xiao took out the hairband from her schoolbag, bent down and tied their legs.
Ye Cheng looked at the muddy grass in front of him, then at his white coat, and said with erratic eyes: "Don't fall, and don't hurt me if you fall."
"I'll let you fall? Who do you look down on?" Lu Xiao was provoked by him, and deliberately bumped him with her elbow.
"Hey!" Ye Cheng's legs were tied, and her balance was unsteady and she tilted to the side.
Lu Xiao easily pulled him back with one hand, like a cat playing with a mouse, laughing so hard that he deserved a beating.
Ye Cheng gave him a punch without any hassle: "Move around again, be careful and I'll beat you."
Lu Xiao was so beaten up that he smiled, and stretched out her long arms to hook his shoulders, wrapping half of him in her arms.
Ye Cheng wanted to win seriously, so he discussed with him: "Let's take the left leg first, and if I take the left first, you can take the right first, and then run forward according to the slogan of 1, 2, 1, 2."
Lu Xiao thought to herself, hey, it seems that I have grown a little taller, and I can see the top of his hair when I lift my chin.
"Did you hear that?" Seeing that he was absent-minded, Ye Cheng punched him again.
What a child, always distracted.
Lu Xiao nodded indiscriminately: "Oh, I see."
Hu Haiyang whistled: "Get ready, start—"
Everyone rushed out from the starting point at the same time.
Ye Cheng resolutely stretched out his left leg first, but felt a pulling force from his right leg, pulling him almost to the ground.
He looked at Lu Xiao angrily. This guy didn't listen at all just now, and just stuck out his left leg.
"Sau Rui, Sao Rui!" Lu Xiao hurriedly made amends, jumping on the spot to adjust.
In just a few seconds, they were several places behind.
Ye Cheng held her breath, and instead of arguing with him, she opened her mouth and shouted a slogan: "1, 2, 1, 2, left, right, left, right."
The next ten meters went smoothly.
The two of them took big strides in a tacit cooperation, and soon surpassed the first few.
"Wow, we're really cute." Lu Xiao couldn't help boasting.
Ye Cheng panted slightly, feeling that she was not so tired after running 800 meters, "Shut up, you, if it weren't for you, we would already be number one now."
They were still about ten meters away from the finish line, and the pair next to them were almost shoulder to shoulder with them. They were Liang Moyu and his roommate.
Seeing that they were about to pass, Ye Cheng was bumped suddenly.
He also had to take into account the cooperation with Lu Xiao while running, so he had almost no sense of balance, so he bent his knees on the spot.
Lu Xiao reacted extremely quickly, and immediately supported his lower back, barely letting him fall to the ground.
"Fuck!" He stopped immediately, and shouted harshly to the front.
Hu Haiyang stood at the starting point, some distance away from here, so he didn't find anything wrong.
Lu Xiao lowered her face and bent down to untie her hairband. She was more competitive than your mother, and he wanted to hit someone.
"Lu Xiao." Ye Cheng hurriedly called him, grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go to the finish line first, we'll talk later."
His hands were blown ice-cold by the wind, and he squeezed Lu Xiao hard, his eyes fixed on him.
Lu Xiao exhaled heavily, then got up and continued the game.
They followed closely behind the first place and got the second place.
After reaching the finish line, without saying a word, Lu Xiao grabbed Liang Moyu by the collar and lifted him up.
"Who did you hit, blind?" His face was terribly cold.
Others immediately came over to dissuade them.
"Hey, what's going on, don't do it."
"He didn't do it on purpose. It's inevitable that there will be collisions in the competition. Lu Xiao, calm down."
"Ye Cheng, are you not injured?"
Ye Cheng shook her head, grabbed Lu Xiao's clothes and said, "Forget it, let's go pick the ingredients."
Liang Moyu's face was ashen, his face turned red from holding back, he hesitated and said: "I didn't mean to..."
Seeing that Hu Haiyang also came over, Ye Cheng touched Lu Xiao again: "Forget it."
Lu Xiao snorted and threw him away casually.
Liang Moyu fell unsteadily, and his roommate rushed to help him.
Hu Haiyang frowned and said, "What are you doing? Why is the game still going on?"
Ye Cheng glanced at Liang Moyu who was limp on the ground, and said, "It's okay, teacher, I just bumped into it accidentally."
Hu Haiyang gave Lu Xiao a warning look, and went over to pull Liang Moyu up.
When choosing ingredients, Lu Xiao put carrots and potatoes into the basket with gloomy eyes, as if these vegetables were his father-killing enemies.
Ye Cheng finally understood that this Liang Moyu probably disliked him from the very beginning, once or twice was a coincidence, and the more times were intentional.
But he didn't have time to think about what this person wanted to do, he was only worried about how to make dinner at night.
After living for more than 20 years, his life skills in cooking are almost zero.
Not to mention Lu Xiao, he couldn't even tell the difference between green onions and leeks.
Taking advantage of the time to go to the woods to collect firewood, Ye Cheng made a suggestion: "Why don't we just eat noodles, don't listen to Hu Haiyang's cooking, just put it in a pot and it's over."
But Lu Xiao didn't think so. He felt that Ye Cheng had been touched, and he should make something delicious to compensate him.
"It's okay, I'll cook. I've seen Mrs. Wang stir-fry." He said in an ordinary but confident way.
"You can do it?" Ye Cheng was very suspicious.
Lu Xiao vowed: "It must be done."
They returned with a full load of dry firewood, lit the firewood and put it in the stove prepared by Hu Haiyang.
Cooking smoke rose from other camps one after another, curling up in the air.
Lu Xiao filled the pot with water, picked up the noodles and was about to throw them in.
Ye Cheng sensed that something was wrong, and immediately stopped him and said, "The water hasn't boiled yet, what's the bottom of it. Fuck, do you have any common sense?"
At least he has made instant noodles himself, knowing that the water needs to be boiled to cook.
"Oh, I forgot." Lu Xiao concealed and looked away, "Well, I'm going to wash the vegetables."
He took the carrots and potatoes to wash, and planned to cook carrots and potatoes.
Ye Cheng waited by the pot until the water boiled, then poured the noodles into it.
When Lu Xiao came back from washing the dishes, the two of them squatted by the stove like idiots, waiting for the noodles to be cooked.
Hu Haiyang passed by them with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Where are you cooking the noodles? How's it going?"
"Very good." Ye Cheng said against his will, "Teacher, you can come and rub some time later."
Hu Haiyang saw the unwashed mud on the carrots, and thought it was better not to try the rice cooked by these two.
"I won't eat, you guys work hard." He wisely went around to the next tent.
Lu Xiao glanced at her watch and said, "It's been ten minutes, it should be done."
He lifted the lid of the pot, a puff of white gas came up, and picked up the noodles with chopsticks, which looked very soft and rotten.
Ye Cheng took the bowl as a matter of course and continued: "Put it in."
Both forgot one thing, but neither remembered.
After cooking the bowl of noodles, Lu Xiao began to gear up to prepare the stir-fry.
He lifts the barrel of oil and pours it into the pot, stinging—
The unlucky child didn't wipe the water when putting the oil in, and the oil crackled and splashed everywhere.
Ye Cheng shouted from the side: "Cover the pot! Be careful not to burn yourself!"
Lu Xiao held the lid of the pot like a shield, and was still in the mood to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't explode!"
After all, the carrots and potatoes were thrown in.
It was indeed "thrown", and a few pieces fell to the ground.
There was a loud noise erupting in the pot, and the vegetables reacted violently with the water and oil.
Lu Xiao was splashed as she wished, and screamed so hot.
Fortunately, Hu Haiyang didn't go far, and ran all the way to help them put the lid on the pot.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that the explosion finally stopped, Ye Cheng walked over from three meters away to check Lu Xiao's hand.
Hu Haiyang was shocked and speechless: "What are you doing, do you want to burn this place?"
Lu Xiao was still very unconvinced: "I think my aunt cooks like this."
Hu Haiyang stepped forward to uncover the pot, and the potatoes and carrots inside had turned into charcoal. He said sadly, "It's better to give them to Li Yang, it's a waste of ingredients."
He walked away sullenly.
Ye Cheng and Lu Xiao looked at each other, more or less embarrassed.
"... Those few pieces on top look edible." Ye Cheng was afraid that he would shut himself up, so he used chopsticks to pick out the good ones from the black lump.
He himself disliked carrots a little, but he still managed to eat a piece.
There is no salt and soy sauce, only a burnt smell, plus the unripe raw taste of carrots.
Ye Cheng held her breath, twitched the corners of her mouth at him, and encouraged him: "Not bad, it's delicious."
Lu Xiao couldn't stand it anymore, moved the pot aside, and said, "Don't eat it, let's eat noodles."
Ye Cheng didn't plan to take another bite, the price of perfunctory him was too high, he was afraid that if he took another bite, he would be admitted to the ward.
"Noodles should be delicious." Lu Xiao gave him the larger bowl.
Ye Cheng picked up a few noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.
Lu Xiao looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"
He felt that something was wrong, so he ate a few more, coughed and said, "No salt was added."
Not only did Lu Xiao forget to add salt, he also forgot to remind.
Lu Xiao repeated Waterloo, bowed her head and confessed: "I will learn to cook hard in the future..."
He was so lost that even his hair drooped.
In fact, the reason why he wanted to show off so much was because he accidentally discovered that Ye Cheng's predecessor was not only mature and stable, but also a good cook.
Once, when ordering takeaway, Li Junxiao asked Ye Cheng if he would eat squirrel mandarin fish, and one of them made very delicious ones.
Ye Cheng was reading a book at the time, and said casually: "What's delicious in that restaurant, the one I know cooks is authentic."
Li Junxiao's gossip cells are very keen, and the thief said with a smile: "Who did it for you? Is it your family or your ex?"
"The latter." Ye Cheng said frankly.
"Wuhu! Your ex can cook fish? That's amazing." Li Junxiao said enviously. After all, Tan Xiaoqi didn't even know how much water to put in for cooking.
Ye Cheng smiled and said, "The seafood he cooks is also delicious, such as steamed eggs with sea urchin and grilled oysters."
Lu Xiao happened to be on duty, standing behind with a broom, completely unrecognizable with jealousy.
Isn't it just cooking? It's not that you don't have hands, so you can't master it after learning it.
However, today he overturned on the flat ground and was even more sad.
Ye Cheng didn't understand his little Jiujiu, so he asked the neighbor to borrow some mustard, and then ate all the noodles.
At night, everyone simply washed with running water, and then got into the tents.
The double tent is quite spacious, and each bed is equipped with electric blankets and sleeping bags.
Lu Xiao washed up behind Ye Cheng. As soon as she entered the tent, she saw Ye Cheng wrapping herself in a sleeping bag with only her head exposed.
This sleeping bag is quite thick and looks like a fat bug with a human face.
Lu Xiao was so cute, she hurt him and said, "You look like a caterpillar."
Ye Cheng rolled her eyes, lay down and began to brush up the questions with her mobile phone.
Lu Xiao lay down and took a book to read. The electric blanket on his bed was so warm that he didn't need to get into a sleeping bag at all.
The two were reading a book under the light, and there was silence outside, with occasional barking of dogs.
Ye Cheng looked at it, but didn't feel that it was getting hotter, instead it was getting colder and colder.
He wondered, "Lu Xiao, is your electric blanket hot?"
"It's hot." He was so hot that he put his sleeping bag beside him.
Ye Cheng sat up, lowered her head to check the switch, "Strange, why isn't mine hot?"
He pulled the cord of the electric blanket from under the bed and it snapped.
The cut surface is very neat, and it is artificial at first glance.
The two looked at the cut off line dumbfounded, no wonder it wasn't hot.
Lu Xiao was quiet for a few seconds, then turned over abruptly, put on a coat and went out.
"Wait." Just as Ye Cheng yelled, he was blown across the face by the cold wind.
It was too cold, so he wrapped his quilt and sleeping bag tightly.
There were a few noises outside, accompanied by the rattling of the tent.
Ye Cheng pricked up her ears and stared at the door vigilantly.
A few minutes later, Lu Xiao came back.
He threw his coat on the bed with a full face, and there was no injury on his body.
Through the gap, Ye Cheng saw that the light of the opposite tent was off, and hung it high as if it had nothing to do with her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"It's nothing, I just smashed that idiot's tent." Lu Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and said.
Don't even think about it, you know which idiot it is.
He looked at Ye Cheng, and found that he was so cold that the quilt was tightly wrapped, and immediately patted his bed and said, "Come and sleep."
"No need." The bed was too small, even smaller than the one in Qingshan Hotel last time, Ye Cheng felt embarrassed.
Lu Xiao got up and said, "Then I'll give you the electric blanket?"
"Hey, don't." Ye Cheng was afraid that he would really take out the electric blanket.
After hesitating for a moment, he still abandoned his sleeping bag and quickly went to his bed.
He stayed in that bed for a long time, and his body was as cold as a piece of ice.
Lu Xiao hissed, then wrapped him up completely with the quilt, and put her hand under his head.
"It's so cold, why don't you say no." He hugged Ye Cheng in his arms without any hesitation, even though it didn't feel good.
Ye Cheng's nose was pressed against his chest, and the thin clothes revealed the faint outline of his chest muscles.
He felt that he could hardly breathe, so he stretched out his hand to push, and murmured, "Lu Xiao."
"Huh?" A deep and hoarse interrogative word was hummed from the nasal cavity, full of temptation and ambiguity.
Although I didn't notice anything wrong, Ye Cheng's heartbeat still involuntarily accelerated.
He moved his legs unnaturally and said, "Can you stop hugging me like this?"
There will be a reaction.