My deskmate is always catching me [Rebirth]

Everyone in the cafeteria looked over and even forgot to eat.

Lu Xiao stepped on the stool, as if he was about to slam the food on the tray onto someone's head in the next second.

The fat man was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

From the winter camp to now, Lu Xiao basically doesn't talk to anyone except Ye Cheng.

He had no expression when he looked at people, and seemed to be indifferent to them.

During the afternoon training, Fatty once tried to talk to him and asked him about his ranking in the final exam.

Lu Xiao glanced at him lightly, said "It's none of your business" and left.

People in the winter camp had been whispering about him privately all day long, saying that he had a vicious demeanor, as if he was following others.

These people were all good kids when they were in school, but when it came to spreading gossip, they all took it upon themselves to spread gossip, and soon everyone knew that he was from No. 13 Middle School.

They never expected that Lu Xiao would get angry in public. He was so harmonious on the surface, but they were used to seeing such a rough-and-tumble overlord.

Everyone fell silent, no one dared to answer his words.

Lu Xiao kicked the chair again, making a loud bang.

"Speak, why are you mute?"

The fat man was shaking even more violently, even the table was shaking.

Liang Moyu looked at them and lowered his head silently without saying a word.

At another table near them, two girls from their class were sitting.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two men glanced at each other, stopped eating, and got up and walked towards the door together.

Ye Cheng had a gut feeling that they were going to find Hu Haiyang or Instructor Liu, so he reached out and tugged on Lu Xiao's cuffs.

Lu Xiao turned around and looked at him with a frown.

Ye Cheng took a breath and said softly: "Let's go eat, I'm hungry."

‌The fat man turned around tremblingly and looked at Ye Cheng as if he were his savior.

Lu Xiao's face was not pretty, and his shoes were still on his stool.

In fact, Ye Cheng was quite unsure. He didn't know if this guy would listen to him.

After all, those few people just mentioned him.

If they just said that the 13th grade was rubbish, Lu Xiao would probably be buzzing like a fly and would be too lazy to talk to them.

But the bad thing is that they mentioned him. Ye Cheng had this realization a long time ago - when others talk about Lu Xiao behind their back, there is a half chance that he will beat them up, and the other half chance that they will fart.

If it was Ye Cheng they were slandering behind his back, then Lu Xiao would definitely make these people look for him.

Not to mention slander, even if a subordinate in a department complained a few words "Mr. Ye is so harsh", if Lu Xiao heard it, he would be dragged to the office and educated for more than a month.

He had noticed it since Zhou Kai's incident last time. Whether it was in the past or now, Lu Xiao never saw anyone gossiping about him.

Ye Cheng secretly sweated, a little worried that he would be criticized by Hu Haiyang for making things difficult in front of so many people.

The air around them became quieter and quieter, and people at other tables looked towards them covertly. They almost didn't dare to look at them openly, and they only glanced at them while eating.

Lu Xiao's sleeves moved. Just as Ye Cheng was thinking wildly about whether he would leave her, he heard him say in a deep voice: "Let's go."

He took his feet off the stool, without even looking at the fat man, and walked forward with the plate in hand.

Everyone at the table visibly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other. The fat man wiped the sweat from his head and picked up the chopsticks tremblingly.

Ye Cheng looked at Liang Moyu and raised his head just in time. The moment his eyes met, he was stunned for a moment and then avoided his gaze.

Ye Cheng looked at him coldly for a few seconds, then followed up with Lu Xiao who was walking in front.

They sat down and hadn't even taken a bite when Hu Haiyang arrived.

The cafeteria was peaceful and quiet, even the chatter was much quieter, and everyone's eyes were darting around.

Hu Haiyang looked around and found nothing unusual, so he left on his own.

Lu Xiao gave Ye Cheng the stir-fried pork with green peppers on his plate and mocked: "These good students seem to like reporting."

He obviously didn't like spicy food, but he still ordered two spicy dishes.

Ye Cheng ate slowly and said, "I'm probably afraid that you will blow up the canteen. Didn't you notice? They are all afraid of you."

He originally thought that Lu Xiao would get angry out of shame, but who knew that he sneered and said, "It's best to be afraid of me and avoid causing trouble in front of me, otherwise I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Ye Cheng was amused by his protective tone, and joked: "You were able to hold back just now, how could you be so obedient?"

Generally speaking, when he said this, Lu Xiao would feel embarrassed and smile slightly shyly.

There were several times that Ye Cheng deliberately praised him just to see his reaction.

However, this time Lu Xiao was not shy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You performed well, so are there any incentives for you?"

I don't know if it's Ye Cheng's illusion, but I always feel that he has become taller and taller recently, and seems to be a little more exaggerated than before.

"Let me think about it." This rebellious guy couldn't be perfunctory, he just thought about it for a while.

Lu Xiao did not press any further, piled all the vegetables into his bowl and said, "Eat more, you are too thin."

At first, he always felt that Ye Cheng was perfect and there was nothing that needed to be changed.

Now I want to interfere with him and change him more and more.

After I hugged him, I felt that he was too thin and needed to eat more. When we were reviewing together in the evening, I felt that he went to bed too late and shouldn’t have wasted his body so much. I always wanted to take pictures of him after he got caught in the snow.

Clean, worried that he might catch a cold or have a fever.

Although Ye Cheng only lived in his house for just three days, many of his habits were remembered by him one by one, and he could not get rid of them like playing a movie.

For example, this person often kicks his slippers under the bed. If he can't find his shoes, he will run over barefoot to open the door for him.

For example, if you don’t like drinking hot water in cold weather, you insist on drinking iced coffee, but you have a bad stomach, so you often get stomachaches.

For example, he always kicks the quilt when he goes to sleep, and when he calls him the next morning, half of the quilt is on the ground every time.

These are obviously trivial things, but Lu Xiao remembers them even more clearly than the number of basketball shoes he owns.

If it had been a few months ago, he might be confused as to why this happened.

But now he understands and accepts this mentality, and the reason is that he cares too much about this person.

I can't help but record every bit of him in the universe of my mind.

It’s over, Lu Xiao.

He said this to himself in his heart.

After dinner, Hu Haiyang gave them homework, which were two sets of papers and a composition practice.

These assignments are the questions that many people dream about and want to get. After they are distributed, no one needs to say anything more, and everyone starts to answer the questions consciously.

There is a room on the second floor of the hotel that has been transformed into a study room.

The town is different from the city. It is very quiet at night. Without the neon night view outside the window, it has a more calming atmosphere.

‌After returning home and washing up, I accidentally came to the study room to do my homework.

Ye Cheng and Lu Xiao sat in the last row, with their backs almost touching the peeling wall.

There was only the sound of writing and turning pages in the room, and the air conditioner continuously supplied warm air.

Ye Cheng put her phone on the holder, clicked on the countdown, and started to write the papers.

This is the first time Lu Xiao has watched him do English test papers up close. When he was sitting at the same table before, he did part of the exercises in the exercise book.

At that time, he didn't realize how powerful Ye Cheng was, because he didn't see how long it had taken him to finish half of the book.

At this moment, Lu Xiao's only thought was: He's so damn awesome, he deserves to be the person I like.

While everyone in front lowered their heads and wrote fiercely, and while he was writing one side, Ye Cheng had already finished writing three compositions on the draft paper.

Lu Xiao could only hear the sound of him turning the pages gently, and soon he turned the page.

Wang Lili once told them that if you have a good idea of ​​​​the composition, you can write it directly. She believes that most people do not have time to finish the draft before copying it.

‌Ye Cheng makes a draft every time, sometimes even ‌ twice, which is more than enough to explain that his ‌‌ is finished.

After he slowly put the draft on the answer sheet, Lu Xiao had just finished writing on the second page.

"Hurry up..." Lu Xiao whispered in disbelief.

Ye Cheng had just finished a set of questions, and his mind was still immersed in excitement, so he replied casually,

"Hurry up, you're a man, so you can't say hurry up."

Among the LSPs in No. 13 Middle School, Zhou Minhao was the one who liked driving the most. He would often drive up to 200 yards over a disagreement.

Lu Xiao was quite used to his private conversations, and would occasionally join in the conversation. The boys would chat with each other and share videos with each other, which was no big deal to him.

You can hear Ye Cheng driving, which is unprecedented.

Lu Xiao licked his lips and accused him with a half-smile: "Hey, you are uncivilized."

"Less on the garlic." Ye Cheng said disdainfully.

He didn't expect that he would blurt out ‌‌, and he was a little embarrassed, so he could only use this tone of ‌ to cover up his discomfort.

"What am I pretending to be? I have no sexual experience." Lu Xiao was reluctant and looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Why, have you ever?"

After he came to this realization in the past few days, he comforted himself a hundred times a day: Ye Cheng's predecessor was already in the past tense.

But he still underestimated his jealousy, and often couldn't help but care, be curious, and wonder how far they had gone.

This feeling is simply heart-wrenching.

But he couldn't ask directly, so he could only grasp this topic and talk about it in his heart.

Ye Cheng looked at him warily and said: "It's none of your business, just do your test paper."

He didn't really want to talk to Lu Xiao about this kind of thing, and he didn't know how to fool him in many aspects.

Lu Xiao snorted unhappily, lowered his head in disappointment, and continued writing the question.

‌‌The minutes passed by.

His speed in completing the questions could not keep up with those of the top students in front of him. They had all finished writing, but he had not yet started writing the composition.

In addition to the additional questions, there are two essays on the paper.

These were to be submitted to the Ministry of Education tomorrow, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and write, as if he wanted to empty all the vocabulary in his head.

‌‌No, ‌unconsciously it was already ‌ half past eleven, and those in the front row packed their things and went back to bed.

There is still half a day of military training tomorrow morning, and no one wants to make themselves too hard.

Liang Moyu passed by their table and paused for a moment, as if he had something to say.

But after taking one look at Lu Xiao's extremely cold face, he left silently.

After a while, they were the only two people left in the study room.

After Ye Cheng finished writing, he had nothing to do. He held his head and looked through the English dictionary, or made a small sound.

Lu Xiao yawned and was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

Help, I’m at a loss for words. Why do we need foreign languages ​​in the world? Why can’t we just learn Chinese?

He couldn't help but start pulling his hair again and biting the end of his pen in great pain.

Seeing that he couldn't write anymore, Ye Cheng interrupted him and said, "Forget it if you can't think of it. List the framework and I will help you revise it according to your ideas."

"You want to help me correct the fake one?" Lu Xiao suddenly woke up, sat up straight, and looked at him eagerly.

Ye Cheng's request was gradual. "There are already two essays on the paper, plus this one, there are three essays in total. This intensity of practice is indeed a bit too much for you."

He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here."

For someone like Lu Xiao, who has a bad foundation, the biggest taboo is to become fat in one go.

Getting high scores in English composition is a long-term accumulation process. Forcing him to write non-stop in a short period of time will only make him lose interest and patience.

Lu Xiao immediately presented the composition, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Chengcheng, you are too kind."

Ye Cheng was shocked by his sudden name and said coldly: "My name is Brother Cheng."

"No." Lu Xiao smiled slightly and decisively refused.

While Ye Cheng was correcting his composition, he glanced at him and said, "I'm better than you."

His birthday is in February, and Lu Xiao's birthday is in October, which is a full eight months older than him.

No matter physically or psychologically, he is an elder brother both emotionally and logically.

But Lu Xiao insisted on having sex with him and made an excuse: "But you are not as tall as me, and you look prettier than me."

Boys of all ages have an obsession with height comparison that they cannot let go of.

Ye Cheng was tougher than him: "Stop being ridiculous, aren't we all 1.8 meters tall? Besides, height doesn't mean anything."

"You're 1.79.5 meters tall, and I'm 1.85 meters tall." The smile in Lu Xiao's eyes gradually deepened, reminding him of his height when he was drunk.

He said proudly: "Did you forget what you said?"

Ye Cheng secretly said that he made a mistake and was caught by this childish devil. God knows how long he will miss him.

He ignored Lu Xiao and continued to correct his English composition.

In order to avoid too much discrepancy with the first two articles, he also deliberately broke down long and difficult sentences and wrote them, and also checked the papers for him.

After all these things were done, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Lu Xiao changed from sitting to lying down, looked at him and said, "Is this a reward?"

He looked very well-behaved while lying on his arm, with a few hairs blowing out, and his eyes were wet like a dog.

Ye Cheng's heart suddenly softened and he said unconsciously: "Of course not."

"Huh? What is that?" The dog seemed a little happy, raised his eyes and looked at him, asking expectantly.

Ye Cheng thought for a while, took a red pen from the pen bag, and pulled his hand from under his head.

Lu Xiao didn't know what he was going to do, so she let him hold her hand.

Ye Cheng held his index finger, and Lu Xiao trembled.

There was a cool touch on his fingertips, and the tip of the red pen poked back and forth on his fingers.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiao noticed that he was scribbling, but she didn't even move and let him do it honestly.

"Okay, here's a reward." Ye Cheng let go of his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

Lu Xiao looked down at his fingertips and saw a cute smiley face drawn on it, with two red hearts in his eyes, which looked very much like the silly emoji.

His chest suddenly felt as if it had been scratched by a hook, and his whole body felt numb.

Damn it, Ye Cheng doesn't know how to master his weak point.

His seemingly ordinary expression made his mood soar from the ground to the sky, and he couldn't even say "childish".

Ye Cheng lowered his head, drew a mark on his index finger, then raised his hand and stretched it out in front of his eyes.

"Look, it's the same style."

For an instant, Lu Xiao felt like she had trouble breathing.

Why is it so disturbing to people whether or not he should be allowed to live?

When going to bed at night, Lu Xiao suffered from insomnia. This was the nth time that he had suffered from insomnia while sleeping with Ye Cheng.

There are two single beds separated by a distance.

The sound of the air conditioner in the room was enough to cover up Ye Cheng's breathing. But for some reason, Lu Xiao always felt that his breathing was right next to her ears.

Can't sleep, can't sleep at all.

He was always a heavy sleeper, but he wanted to get up again and again to see if Ye Cheng had kicked the quilt, or to see if he was asleep.

Maybe it was because of the cold weather, but Ye Cheng slept quite peacefully at night, with the quilt wrapped tightly.

Even so, Lu Xiao kept his eyes open until three o'clock and fell asleep.

At six o'clock the next morning, I was woken up by the assembly sentry.

Lu Xiaosleep was confused, thinking he was at home, and wanted to shut up the whistle.

A cold hand filled with moisture patted his face, "Get up quickly, it's time to gather."

‌In winter, being touched by something cold just after waking up can be fatal for a person like him who wakes up so angry.

He opened his eyes with anger on his face, and the curse words were already on his lips, but after seeing Ye Cheng's face, he swallowed them back silently.

Ye Cheng had already washed up and was standing by the bed neatly dressed.

Forget it, what else can I do except endure it? Lu Xiao calmly lifted the quilt and went to wash his face.

The training in the morning was relatively peaceful. No one in the class dared to talk to the two of them.

To put it another way, these people spontaneously formed a group and distanced themselves from them.

Ye Cheng was accustomed to these things. He had stayed in the Affiliated Middle School for a long time, and he knew very well that there was a big difference between them and the people in No. 13 Middle School.

Some people like to stick together and exclude those who are "unconventional".

Liang Moyu also obviously chose to follow suit and stopped coming to talk to him.

But Lu Xiao didn't care at all. He didn't want to make friends with these people at all. He only cared about when he could secretly touch Ye Cheng's hand.

Is it better to play games or eat?

The love-minded person is so frivolous that he didn't even notice it because he made a careless mistake.

After the military training in the morning, the English training class officially started in the afternoon.

Hu Haiyang spent the whole morning correcting their papers and essays.

Before class, Lu Xiao asked Ye Cheng for a cup of unpleasant instant coffee.

There is not even a coffee shop in the town of Yingcheng. Fortunately, convenience stores have coffee powder that costs a few yuan a bag.

Although I am still sleepy after drinking, it is better than being sleepy and rolling my eyes.

Hu Haiyang came in with the paper. The air in the classroom was stuffy. He directed the students by the window to open the windows to get some fresh air.

Then he opened the paper and said: "Before going to class, let's talk about the overall situation of this test paper and the arrangement of this class. I won't talk about this paper. I will only pick a few key questions. If you have other questions, you can ask me.

Come and ask me yourself after class."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Cheng felt like he was back in class at the attached high school.

There is a huge difference between the class for improving excellence and the class for making up for shortcomings. Lu Xiao couldn't help but pay attention because even if he was distracted for a minute, he might not be able to follow his next step.

"There are two full marks for the objective test this time." Hu Haiyang said, "One is Ye Cheng and the other is Li Nanke. However, this paper is not particularly difficult, and it deserves full marks."

There was a lot of commotion down there.

"Didn't you say that Ye Cheng went to No. 13 Middle School? He still looks very good."

"Who knows if he searched for the answer? Last night, he and the first brother were the only ones left till the end."

"Li Nanke... this name sounds familiar. Are you from No. 1 Middle School?"

"Maybe, it seems to be the one wearing the hat in the first row."

Hu Haiyang continued: "As for the composition, I will focus on praising one person, Ye Cheng. I will post his composition in the group later, so everyone can see the difference between him and me."

Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.

You can search for answers to objective questions, but not for essays, especially the third one, which is Hu Haiyang’s own question.

"His choice of words and sentences has reached the postgraduate English level, and his vocabulary is larger than some of you." Hu Haiyang commented objectively, "You can take a look at his rare words, ‌

Compare your simple sentences and common vocabulary."

Ye Chengjue: Hu Haiyang is indeed much sharper than the teacher at No. 13 Middle School.

He has been doing postgraduate English questions and compositions, so many sentences are not at the same level as the college entrance examination English.

After praising him, the faces of the people below all changed into wonderful expressions.

Hu Haiyang suddenly changed the subject: "But, I have a question for Ye Cheng."

Ye Cheng raised his head, and everyone looked at him with confusion.

Hu Haiyang raised another test paper in his hand and said, "You wrote four essays alone at night. Don't you feel tired?"

Everyone was stunned.

"The name Lu Xiao is written in this composition, but it is in your font." Hu Haiyang said, "Do you need to explain?"

When Lu Xiao thought about it, he accidentally handed over Ye Cheng's draft.

Ye Cheng's handwriting in English is so recognizable, the beautiful and elegant cursive body is unique in the entire winter camp.

The bottom laughed,

"Tsk, I'm just saying, it's like a nest of snakes and rats."

"They also hired ghostwriters. They wouldn't both be looking for gunsmiths. They'd be one-for-one."

"It's hard to say. I heard that teachers don't care about cheating in the No. 13 Middle School exam."

"‌Scary..."

Just as Ye Cheng was about to stand up, the person next to him moved and stood up and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I was lazy yesterday and didn't write the composition."

Ye Cheng was slightly stunned. This was the first time he heard Lu Xiao apologize to the teacher.

Hu Haiyang raised his hand and stopped the discussion below.

"This is not just your problem. It is a good thing to be brave enough to admit your mistakes. But I also want to say, Ye Cheng, that I hope you can help your classmates in the right way." Hu Haiyang said.

"I've got it, teacher." Ye Cheng also stood up and said.

Hu Haiyang did not embarrass them too much, and waved his hand gently: "Okay, sit down, let's start class."

After the two sat down, Lu Xiao looked like he was hesitating to speak, and finally said nothing.

After class, Hu Haiyang left two sets of papers and an extra essay just like yesterday.

This time, Lu Xiao did not ask Ye Cheng to help him revise his essay.

He sat quietly in the back row and wrote with his head down, looking through the dictionary when he encountered a word he didn't know.

When he finished writing an article and raised his head, he found that the seat in front of him was empty, and Ye Cheng sat next to him to study Mathematics 53.

"I haven't finished writing yet, why don't you go back first." Lu Xiao said in a loud voice.

Ye Cheng yawned and said casually: "I'll wait for you."

Lu Xiao's voice was very low: "It's better not to wait for me. You have to wait for everything."

Although Ye Cheng was sleepy, he was still keenly aware of the depression in his tone.

"What's wrong? Why do you say that?" He immediately looked at ‌‌ and asked.

Lu Xiao stared at the paper and said stubbornly: "It's nothing."

Ye Cheng gradually woke up, took the pen away from his hand, asked him to face her, and asked: "What happened?"

He looked at Lu Xiao intently, and the sincerity in his eyes made Lu Xiao embarrassed to run away again.

He gritted his teeth and said what he was thinking: "I always need you to stop and wait for me. This is true in studies and in life. If it weren't for me, you should be able to get along with them."

Very happy."

Lu Xiao said it was tactful, but Ye Cheng understood his thoughts instantly.

——He is very familiar with this kind of Lu Xiao, and it is almost exactly the same as what he thought when he was twenty-seven years old.

He felt that he was not good enough and was holding him back.

Ye Cheng actually quite understands his mentality, especially since everyone in their company has master's degrees and PhDs. If they stay in this environment for a long time, they will inevitably feel stressed.

Whenever this happens, he will hold Lu Xiao's face and kiss her. Various practical actions tell him that you are very important to me, and no one is as good as you.

However, he definitely can't do that now.

He thought for a moment and asked: "Do you feel this way?"

Lu Xiao originally thought he would comfort her, but she didn't expect it to be such a question. She looked at him intently, not knowing what to say.

Ye Cheng said: "But I think so too. I feel that sometimes, I will need you to stop and wait for me."

"Ah?" Lu Xiao was stunned.

Ye Cheng said lightly: "What makes you feel that I can get along well with them without you?"

Lu Xiao remained silent.

"Do you know why I transferred from the Affiliated High School so simply? It's because I had almost no friends I could talk to there," Ye Cheng said.

Lu Xiao's eyes were filled with surprise. In his impression, Ye Cheng was a hottie, the kind that the school would be vying to be friends with.

But what he saw was not the real seventeen-year-old Ye Cheng.

Seventeen years old, he is withdrawn and unsociable. There are indeed many people who want to be friends with him, but he does not cherish or accept these friendships.

This situation gradually improved until I went to school and entered society.

When he first saw Lu Xiao surrounded by so many people, he didn't covet his handsome appearance like others, but envied him for having such a group of good brothers in the true sense of the word.

Ye Cheng held his chin and said, "I have a rather weird personality. My subordinates... well, other friends can't stand me."

"No, you're fine. I'm tired of it." Lu Xiao immediately retorted to him.

Ye Cheng smiled and said: "You count as one, Huang Sheng'an counts as one, and Hei Tan, who I met when I was young, also counts as one."

"What is black charcoal?" Lu Xiao looked at him and asked doubtfully.

Ye Cheng said: "I was a neighbor in the past. He was a black man. Among the children in the area, he was the only one who would come to play with me. Others would walk around when they saw me."

Lu Xiao opened his mouth, but then he was stunned.