31 part 2
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but had no tears to yank his hair, a little regretful, he should have realized that the black sesame glutinous rice **** are not so easy to fool.
Also "^_^"? What are you pretending to be innocent and cute!
[YC]: Student Xia pass it? I pass it on to you.
Xia Zhinian flattened her mouth, gritted her teeth, and clicked to reject.
Reason for refusal: No, go to class tomorrow and scan the code directly.
【YC】:…
[YC]: Student Xia is so heartless, he gave nearly 100,000 yuan without blinking, even if I want a friend seat T^T
Xia Zhinian: "...??"
Xia Zhinian stared at that "T^T", with an expression like a subway grandfather looking at his mobile phone, with a shocking expression and a bewildered heart.
Is Yan Ci crazy?
Pretending to be gentle is not enough, but also to pretend to be cute?
Xia Zhinian smacked his lips, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and refused—
no.
Yan Ci on the other end saw the word "no" sent, and the corners of his lips curled up, showing a little smile.
Followed by another message -
【Brother Yan, Qi Jin was immediately frightened when you found out in the afternoon, and he didn't have to say a few words to explain it. The money was given by... the twins of the Yan family, and asked him to frame Xia Zhinian. 】
Yan Ci paused, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and he tapped his phone with his fingertips.
[Got it, don't say it outside, the key to the activity room will be given to you tomorrow. 】
The next day in class, Xia Zhinian went to the class and saw a fake deskmate sitting next to him.
With clear eyebrows and clear eyes, there is an exercise book on the table, and the slender knuckles are turning the pen intermittently, carelessly, elegantly and elegantly.
The cuff of the arm slid up due to the movement, revealing the thin and protruding wrist bones, and the faintly blood-red gauze. Hearing some movement, he looked over with a gentle smile.
"Morning, Xia."
Xia Zhinian: "..."
What early.
Why did the protagonist Shou sit down again?
He turned his head, found his real tablemate, and cast him another condemning look.
Zou Ziqian smiled, looked around, stuffed the kiwi in his hand to him, and grinned, "Come on, come on, my mother said this thing contains vitamin C, you should eat more at the same table."
"You communicate with the squad leader yourself, I will withdraw!"
Zou Ziqian also handed him the disposable spoon in his hand, turned his head back, and quickly opened the book solemnly, with a concentrated expression on his face, as if he ignored the people around him.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Oh, what a big traitor at the same table.
The boy sullenly, his lips flattened, unhappily, flashed out his phone.
"Scan code?"
Yan Ci chuckled, nodded casually, "Sweep."
Xia Zhinian sat down, Yan Ci quickly sent the money after scanning, then took back his phone and picked up a pen, his eyes were calm and calm...
There's no point in leaving.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Xia Zhinian stared at him with amber eyes, then turned to look at the serious tablemate who ran away, and then turned to look at Chu Qingjian who was addicted to the game in front of him.
Feeling powerless, he let out a sigh.
This emotional line is broken, what should I do now.
Xia Zhinian was so worried, she held the hairy kiwi in her hand, looked around, tore off some of the skin, scooped out a little with a disposable spoon, and stuffed it carefully into her mouth.
...Hiss, it's quite sour.
Xia Zhinian's cheeks puffed out, her fair and tender face wrinkled, and then she stuffed another piece into her mouth.
There was a slight laugh from the side.
"It's so sour to eat."
Xia Zhinian Chick Peck Mi nodded, his eyes lit up slightly, "It's delicious."
He has never eaten peaches before. Although this kiwi is a little sour, it is quite delicious when eaten slowly, sweet and sour!
Yan Ci smiled and looked over.
The rice cake dumpling was biting a kiwi fruit, its lips were stained with juice, bright red and moist, looking very attractive.
Yan Ci looked down, his eyes darkened slightly, he clicked his tongue in his heart, looked away, brushed a few questions calmly with a calm face, and didn't speak again.
Xia Zhinian just sat beside him in the air, bent his eyes and ate in small bites.
But when he wrapped the skin of the kiwi in paper and was about to get up, he suddenly froze for no reason.
Sitting back on the stool with a slightly heavy movement, a burning pain appeared in the throat clearly.
He frowned a little bit, his amber eyes lowered quietly, gently covered his chest, and then looked at the back of his hand.
The part not covered by the cuffs was faintly red.
this is…
Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide and couldn't help reaching out to grab it.
A deeper layer of red soon spread out on the wrist, and the fine itch spread, only the place where I just scratched was numb, and the pain dilutes the itch.
He couldn't help scratching again, the swelling in his throat became more and more obvious, he opened his mouth and took a shallow breath, his chest was stagnant.
...something is wrong.
Xia Zhinian's almond eyes widened a little, he clenched his teeth tightly, his face turned pale and blue, he propped himself up on the table and got up to walk out.
"…Well."
The arm was caught off guard, Xia Zhinian shook it, let out a muffled snort, and took a small breath with his mouth slightly open, the voice was very soft.
"...what are you doing?"
Yan Ci frowned slightly, stood up, and looked at his excessively pale complexion, "Where are you going, are you uncomfortable?"
Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, subconsciously shook her head, raised her hand and bit her index knuckle.
"fine."
He wanted to go out, but he didn't break Yan Ci's arm, the back door was suddenly pushed open.
"Students are ready for class." Lao Qin came in from the back with a book in his hand, and when he saw two people in the back row as soon as he entered the door, he glanced away from the corner of his eye and suddenly made a sound of surprise.
"Xiao Xia, what happened to your neck?"
Yan Ci's eyes were fixed, and he looked down. At some point, the boy's neck was covered with a large area of red, and sporadic spots spread.
When the students in the class heard Lao Qin's voice and looked back, Zou Ziqian looked at his neck with a blank expression.
"At the same table, you are not allergic to kiwis, are you?!"
Yan Ci frowned, Xia Zhinian couldn't break free from his hand, and lowered his head slightly, his lips were blue and white, his chest was oppressed and painful, fine beads of sweat appeared from the corner of his forehead, his breathing was very fast, and he was tightly suppressing him again, in one word Can't tell either.
"its not right…"
Lao Qin's eyes widened, "It's like asthma!"
"A student is coming to the infirmary, call the school doctor!" Lao Qin quickly took out his mobile phone and called 120, "The tall one runs fast, and it's easy to contact with the mobile phone, go!"
"I go!"
Zou Ziqian ran out quickly, Yan Ci's face was slightly gloomy, and he reached out to hug Xia Zhinian, "I'll take him down first."
Lao Qin nodded, Yan Ci hugged the person in his arms firmly, and quickly went downstairs with his long legs, and Lao Qin trotted behind them.
Xia Zhinian's face was almost turning gray, he rested his head on Yan Ci's shoulder, gritted his teeth, and breathed shallowly.
Yan Ci's face was scary, he glanced at him as he walked, and lowered his voice.
"Don't gnash your teeth, open your mouth, and breathe."
Xia Zhinian's body trembled and his chest heaved violently. He bit his index finger and endured it desperately.
Yan Ci frowned, his eyes darkened, "Hey, don't bite, don't be nervous, breathe."
There was the sound of an ambulance in the distance, and it was getting closer.
Xia Zhinian grabbed the corner of his clothes with her fingertips, and called him in a voice so weak that she could hardly hear it.
"Yan Ci."
Yan Ci moved closer, "What's the matter, the ambulance will be here soon, hold on."
"...Yan Ci."
Xia Zhinian's face was gray and ugly, a few drops of water were stuck to his eyelashes, and his voice was so soft that it would blow away.
"...not going."
"what?"
Yan Ci paused, frowned, stretched out his hand to rub his head, trying to comfort him, and said slowly: "Good boy, it's okay."
"...not going."
Xia Zhinian's breathing was short and shallow, his amber eyes were half-opened, panicked and a little wet, and he grabbed his clothes.
The cheek moved a little closer to his neck, and the voice was weak, almost begging.
"Yan Ci, I'll let you touch... don't go, okay?"
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