Qiu Yi slapped his arm with a crisp sound.
"Hey!" Bian Nan quickly withdrew his hand and rubbed it on his arm, "Why touch you so hard, you really hit me!"
"When did I pretend to hit you?" Qiu Yi pulled the blanket over it.
"You didn't really fight yesterday," Bian Nan laughed a few times, "I ask you, did you hit me with something in the first place?"
"Well, it doesn't hurt at all." Qiu Yi turned over and lay facing him.
"It doesn't hurt, just startle me, what did you use to hit him?" Bian Nan pulled his shoulders and pulled him back to lie flat, "Hey, what about chatting, is there anyone like you?"
"My shoes." Qiu Yi said.
"I found that you are really sick," Bian Nan listened for a long time, "Actually, if you want to get it back, you can just come here, why bring someone along."
"I'm afraid I can't beat you one-on-one," Qiu Yi pushed him in, "Who knows if you will resist."
Bian Nan clicked his tongue a few times: "If you say that you came to me for breaking your leg, I will definitely stand there and not move."
"Go to sleep," Qiu Yi sighed, "Don't you say that you are so sleepy, so sleepy, so sleepy, and you don't want to go back to school? Why are you so energetic now?"
"Let your glasses make the drowsiness laugh away." Bian Nan chuckled and stopped talking.
Although Qiu Yi was sure that he had turned the temperature of the air conditioner to 26 before going to bed, he was woken up by Bian Nan's arm in the middle of the night.
Bian Nan stuck to his back like a stove, with his arms around his waist.
He returned his hand and touched Bian Nan's body, the small towel was still covered, he looked at the temperature number on the air conditioner in a daze, and made sure it was still 26 degrees, so he pushed Bian Nan away.
After finally falling asleep again, I dreamed that I went to pick mushrooms with Shen Tao, and just as I felt stupid, I felt that someone was hugging my waist.
While continuing to pick mushrooms, he reached out to touch his waist and touched Bian Nan's arm.
Sighed, let's pick mushrooms.
Bian Nan's body clock was adjusted to five o'clock in the morning by long-term training, and it was just dawn when he woke up.
Because he didn't hear the noisy noise from the corridor outside the dormitory that he was used to, it took him several minutes to realize that he was not in the dormitory, but at Qiu Yi's house.
"Are you awake?" Qiu Yi's voice came from the front.
"Well," Bian Nan yawned, staring for a long time before he saw clearly the back of Qiu Yi's head in front of him, "Huh?"
"Fart, let's get started," Qiu Yi pushed him back, "Squeeze me on my pillow all night, and you'll be able to squeeze me out of bed in another hour."
"Your house's air conditioner is too cold." Bian Nan yawned again indifferently, his body was probably a little soft from the massage yesterday, and he didn't want to move, "Let me tell you, our dormitory has no air conditioner, and I haven't slept at night for a long time It's getting so cold."
"Get out of the way... against me." Qiu Yi said.
"What the hell..." Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he was happy, and hugged Qiu Yi and pushed his hip twice, "Come and feel the might and majesty of Young Master Bian!"
"Hey!" Qiu Yi sat up unbearably, "Are you awake?"
"Wake up! My son and I are both awake!" Bian Nan rolled over and lay flat, lifted the towel and stretched, "Hey, I don't know if I can catch up with the running. If I can't make it this afternoon, I'll be miserable."
"Then why are you dawdling?" Qiu Yi got off the bed, took a T-shirt and put it on.
"Wait for a while," Bian Nan tugged at his pants, "This is not a dormitory, it's not good to go out with a gun and let Er Bao see it."
"...Er Bao hasn't woken up yet," Qiu Yi glanced at his pushed-up underwear, "Is this the pose you took the photo of?"
"Well," Bian Nan laughed, laughed twice and then glared at Qiu Yi, "Did you delete it?"
Qiu Yi smiled and walked out of the room without saying a word.
Then he suddenly backed out: "I didn't delete it, I'll keep it for handing out leaflets later."
Before Bian Nan jumped up, he had already gone to the yard to wash up.
Bian Nan walked around the house twice, found the phone, quickly opened the photo album, and found that the photo album had been deleted, and there were no pictures stored elsewhere.
Looking through the text messages and phone book again, I found that Qiu Yi had deleted them all.
"Damn, I was shocked." Bian Nan threw the phone on the bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room with his arms moving.
When Bian Nan finished washing and packed up his things and was about to leave, Qiu Yi was making breakfast in the kitchen.
He went in and took a look: "Damn, scrambled eggs with red scrambled eggs?"
"Well, rice bowl," Qiu Yi nodded, "Er Treasure likes to eat."
"... I won't run anymore." Bian Nan made a decision and threw the bag on the chair outside.
"Then will I be punished in the afternoon?" Qiu Yi asked.
"It's okay, I'm used to punishment," Bian Nan rubbed his hands, "I can help."
"When the rice is hot in the pot, just put it on a plate, for four people." Qiu Yi said.
Bian Nan took the plate and filled the rice clumsily. There was still a lot of rice in the pot, so it was probably reserved for Papa Qiu and Qiu Yan for lunch.
He hesitated for a moment: "Did I eat your father's and Erbao's share?"
"No," Qiu Yi swiftly shoveled the stir-fried vegetables onto several plates, "My dad wants to cook noodles at night, and I have a lot of rice."
After eating a rice bowl at Qiu Yi's house, Bian Nan checked the time, if he didn't run, then he still had a lot of time, so he took Qiu Yan out.
"My brother never sent me to school." Qiu Yan held his hand and jumped all the way, in a good mood.
"He's too busy." Bian Nan said, when he went out, Qiu Yi was still preparing the dishes for lunch and dinner, he fried the meat first and put it away, so that he can use it directly when Qiu's father cooks.
"Well," Qiu Yan nodded, grabbed Bian Nan's hand and walked away step by step, "But brother will not see me off if he is not busy."
"Why?" Bian Nan looked at him.
"My brother said that I go to school very close, and I don't need to cross the road, I can go by myself," Qiu Yan kept jumping, "It takes five minutes to walk from home to school, my brother calculated it."
Bian Nan made him a little dizzy from jumping, so he simply bent over and ran him up: "Baby, stop jumping, I didn't see how energetic you were when you squatted on the side of the road and cried..."
When Bian Nan took a taxi and returned to school, the running team had already returned to school. When he slipped into the dormitory, Wan Fei and the others were preparing to eat.
"Has Lao Jiang supervised the work this morning?" Bian Nan threw down the bag.
"No," Sun Yifan said, "Where did you go?"
"Going to play," Bian Nan lay down on the bed, "Hey, I'll go back to sleep."
Wan Fei waited for Sun Yifan and Zhu Bin to leave and sat down on his bed: "Spent the night at Qiu Yi's house?"
"Yeah," Bian Nan rubbed his nose, "Go eat early, don't wait for me, I've already eaten."
"Brother Nan," Wan Fei stood up and pointed at him, "It's wrong for you to do this."
"What?" Bian Nan was taken aback.
"You are so close to our former enemy," Wan Fei said with a serious face, "Aren't you afraid that I will be jealous!"
"Stupid," Bian Nan laughed, "I'm not jealous of you and Xu Rui being together."
Wan Fei watched him without speaking for a while, finally sighed, and said as he walked out: "You have found the wrong partner for comparison, Xu Rui and I are lovers, are you and Qiu Yi also lovers?"
"Get lost!" Bian Nan shouted with a smile.
Back to school, the repetitive life begins again.
Bian Nan is still submerged in the state of sleeping in the morning and training in the afternoon, and at night he either climbs over the wall or talks to others in the dormitory or is in a daze.
Occasionally going to an Internet cafe, he couldn't help but take a look at Shipping, even though he knew that Qiu Yi was working part-time at this time and it was impossible for him to meet him.
He didn't know if he was too bored, every time Wan Fei talked on the phone with Xu Rui, or indulged in Douta in the Internet cafe, he would take out his mobile phone.
Give Qiu Yan a call.
Others cook porridge with their girlfriends, but he cooks porridge with the lonely little chatterbox Erbao.
He found that Qiu Yi was really working hard to make money. Every time he called Qiu Yan, there would always be Qiu's father and Qiu Yan at home. Qiu Yi didn't go home until almost 12 o'clock every day.
During the rest time, as long as it is not a weekend, he is not at home very much. Every time Qiu Yan says that his brother and brother Xiaotao are going out.
It is estimated that it will take time to settle the internal disputes in shipping.
It wasn't until after the final exam that Bian Nan called Qiu Yan that he heard Qiu Yi's voice.
Bian Nan told Qiu Yan that he had a game the day after tomorrow, and Qiu Yan yelled, his voice was so loud that Bian Nan took his phone away.
"Brother—Da Huzi is going to compete, I want to watch—"
"... Baby, do you have a volume control button on your body?" Bian Nan sighed.
"Are you competing?" Qiu Yi's voice came from over there.
"Well, the day after tomorrow, Sunday," Bian Nan didn't think too much at first, when he suddenly heard Qiu Yi's voice, he suddenly looked forward to it inexplicably, "Can you take Erbao to see it?"
"I don't know," Qiu Yi said, "I'm not sure about the time."
"I want to watch, I want to watch, play tennis," Qiu Yan shouted excitedly, "Play tennis, I want to watch Da Huzi play tennis, I want to play tennis... blah blah blah blah blah..."
"Then how about I send someone to pick it up..." Bian Nan was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"I'll see when I get there, and I'll take him there when I have time." Qiu Yi said.
"… Oh."
After hanging up the phone, Bian Nan held the phone, the indifference in Qiu Yi's tone made him stunned for a long time without recovering.
In the past, he and Qiu Yi called each other with a few words, but it feels completely different from now.
He couldn't figure out what was wrong with Qiu Yi's attitude.
He sat on the bed, put on a thoughtful posture and thought for a while, but he couldn't think of anything that could change Qiu Yi's attitude recently.
After Pan Yifeng was locked, he stopped for a while. Without his leadership, most people in the sports school would not rush to make trouble when the shipping boss has recovered.
There was no movement between the two schools. He and Qiu Yi hadn't seen each other since the last time they ate fried rice with eggs. In theory, there was no conflict.
Besides, if he really provoked Qiu Yi, with his character, how could he not make a sound
"What the hell is this called..." Bian Nan stuffed his phone back into his bag and entered the gym.
Because of the competition the day after tomorrow, the physical training in the past two days was not too cruel, and Lao Jiang was very gentle with them.
However, Bian Nan was still picked up by the sheet, and Lao Jiang was not satisfied with the serve a few times.
"Have you had breakfast?" Lao Jiang asked him.
"Eat." Bian Nan took the racket and patted the ball up and down.
"What about lunch?" Lao Jiang asked again.
"... eat, thank you coach." Bian Nan looked at the ground.
"You are farting!" Lao Jiang suddenly raised his voice.
Bian Nan was startled, the ball almost hit Lao Jiang, and he quickly grabbed the ball.
"As long as you served the ball, the little girl from the health school next door didn't even bother to catch it! Power! I didn't see the accuracy at all!" Lao Jiang stared at him.
"If the girl is beautiful, I can kill the ball and let her continue..." Bian Nan lowered his head and said in a low voice, he is indeed in a bit of a bad state today.
"Don't be silly with me, I don't worry about you at all if you want to talk about the game, who is the champion!" Lao Jiang pointed at him, "Don't rest, practice your serve!"
Pointing at Wan Fei again: "What are you happy about? You accompany me, when I am satisfied and when I leave!"
When Bian Nan and Wan Fei came out of the gymnasium, it was dark and there was no food in the cafeteria.
The two of them came out of the shower and found two plastic bags with several lunch boxes on the dormitory table.
"What is this?" Bian Nan smelled the aroma of food as soon as he smelled it.
"Old Jiang brought it." Zhu Bin was standing on Sun Yifan's bed and stomping on Sun Yifan's legs. "The stewed pig's trotters."
"Damn," Bian Nan rushed over to hug the lunch box, "see if my tears are streaming down!"
"I'm drooling," Wan Fei was overjoyed, dragging the chair over, "Hurry up, eat, eat..."
The amount of pig's trotters brought by Lao Jiang was quite sufficient, and the four people in the dormitory felt full after eating them.
"Old Jiang has caught up with his father." Bian Nan leaned on the bed and licked his fingers.
"For Lao Jiang!" Wan Fei waved his arm.
"For Lao Jiang!" Several people waved their arms.
On Sunday, when Qiu Yi was still enjoying the rare return to sleep, he heard footsteps in the living room, and it was Qiu Yan who came in and out.
He touched his side, the bed was cold, it must be a long time for the little guy to get up.
Because Qiu Yan went to bed early, he always got up early, but he usually didn't get up so early on Sundays, and would always wriggle around on the bed until all the drowsiness was gone.
Qiu Yi got up lightly, looked into the living room, and found that Qiu Yan was busy, shirtless, setting bowls and chopsticks on the table, and there was a bag of steaming steamed buns and several cups of soy milk on the table.
"Have you gone to buy breakfast?" Qiu Yi walked out of the room.
"Well, I just bought it." Qiu Yan arranged the bowl, opened the drawer and found all the medicines that Dad wanted to take, and took out the medicines in the small medicine boxes, "Hurry up and take it."
Qiu Yi took a towel and a toothbrush and went to the yard to wash up. Qiu Yan was still busy in the house. After giving his father the medicine, he went to the yard to collect all the clothes that were hung to dry yesterday.
Qiu Yi sighed, he knew why Qiu Yan was doing this.
In order to watch Bian Nan's game, the little things can be regarded as hard work...
After breakfast, Qiu Yan went to wash the dishes again. While washing the dishes, he turned to look at him in the room. He sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, pretending not to see him.
After finishing all the things that Qiu Yi usually does in the morning, Qiu Yan climbed onto the sofa, rubbed against Qiu Yi, and finally called out after a while: "Brother."
"Yeah." Qiu Yi put down the phone.
"Are you going out this morning?" Qiu Yan hugged his arm.
Qiu Yi smiled, reached out and scratched his hair: "Go get dressed, I'll take you to watch the game."
"Ah - go to the game!" Qiu Yan shouted loudly, jumped off the sofa and ran into the room, quickly put on his clothes and ran out again.
"Let's go." Qiu Yi stretched his waist and led Qiu Yan out.
When they arrived at the tennis court of the gymnasium, the match hadn't started yet. Qiu Yi originally wanted to take Qiu Yan to find a seat slightly forward, but Qiu Yan insisted on waiting for Bian Nan at the door.
Qiu Yi had to stand with him at the door, feeling like a little girl waiting to watch Ouba.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the sports school's car to drive over, and a bunch of people wearing sports school sportswear got out of the car.
Qiu Yi suddenly saw so many sports school sportswear, subconsciously had the illusion of "should I run away?"
Bian Nan was the last to jump out of the car, bag on his back.
Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes when he saw him. This was the second time he saw Bian Nan in the game state. He still had an expression of impatience and arrogance, with a hint of pre-match laziness in the sports student's unique laziness. serious.
I can't say it, it's quite stylish.
"Bian Nan—" Qiu Yan shouted and ran over.
Qiu Yi wanted to laugh a little, Qiu Yan actually remembered to call Bian Nan by his name when he was in front of Bian Nan's teammates and coach, but not Da Huzi.
Bian Nan saw obvious surprise on Qiu Yanshi's face, followed by surprise, he threw the ball bag at Wan Fei and squatted down to hug Qiu Yan.
The two talked a few words, and Qiu Yan pointed his hand back.
Bian Nan looked over, and when he met his eyes, Qiu Yi hesitated for a moment, gave him a thumbs up, and mouthed something, Come on.
Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, laughed a few times, touched Qiu Yan's head, turned around and walked into the athlete's passage.