My deskmate is always catching me [Rebirth]

Ye Cheng saw him staring directly at her, thinking that he didn'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 some kids didn't like me."

Therefore, in his short childhood memories, only this little boy left a deep impression on him.

Of course, the main reason is that he is too dark and unforgettable.

Lu Xiao was silent for a moment and said, "What happened to you and... Xiao Heitan?"

Ye Cheng felt that his focus was a bit strange. He was curious about Xiao Heitan.

However, he still answered honestly: "He gave me a mango. As you know, I am allergic to mangoes, and I was sent to the hospital. Later, I guess he was educated by his family, and I never saw him again."

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What a waste of education, I just moved away, Lu Xiao thought to herself.

But when he thought about what Ye Cheng said just now, he couldn't tell the truth - wouldn't it mean that he actually only had two friends?

Ye Cheng said regretfully: "Actually, it's not his fault. It's because I knew I was allergic, but I still insisted on eating mangoes."

"I know you still eat it?" Lu Xiao came back to his senses and looked at him and asked.

Ye Cheng said: "Well, my dad often didn't come home at that time. I missed him very much, so I just wanted to use this to attract his attention."

He chuckled and said, "That's so stupid."

Lu Xiao just wanted to go back to her childhood and slap her father-in-law twice, telling him to go to the other side and eat the mango for me.

He became cruel, but even wanted to hit himself.

"...Not stupid, not stupid at all." Lu Xiao comforted him.

Ye Cheng raised the corners of his lips and said, "So it seems that I should also thank you for waiting for me."

He couldn't hold it back, so he raised his hand and touched Lu Xiao's head. The way he looked at him really made people want to touch him.

Lu Xiao's hair is hard and feels a little prickly, and her skin feels prickly.

"We're even." Ye Cheng said with a slight smile.

Lu Xiao's eyelashes trembled twice, her fists placed under the table clenched secretly, and she said "hmm".

"Write quickly, it will be finished within half an hour." Ye Cheng put down his hand and yawned again.

Lu Xiao listened and picked up the pen and devoted himself to composing again.

This time, he had no distracting thoughts in his mind, so his efficiency was much faster than before, and he finished writing it in less than half an hour.

Ye Cheng checked it over for him. Although the wording and sentence construction were still bad, at least the sentence structure was much richer than before.

No more "how are you" and "nicemeet you" all the time.

Not bad, some progress.

In class the next day, as expected, Lu Xiao’s grades were at the bottom again.

But not only was he not depressed, he was actually a little proud.

Because his deskmate once again killed everyone in seconds and was firmly ranked ‌.

Hu Haiyang took Ye Cheng's composition as a scope for the second time and sent it to the group chat. Everyone else looked at each other in shock.

In addition to Ye Cheng, Li Nanke, who was named and praised on the first day, ranked second.

This person never played with them or went to the cafeteria to eat. He would go back to his room after class.

From the moment we first met, he always wore a hat, and almost no one knew what he looked like. There were rumors in the class that he seemed to be a trainee of a certain company.

Hu Haiyang lectured passionately on the podium, bringing the atmosphere to its peak.

Everyone listened attentively and no one deserted.

Lu Xiao also miraculously didn't doze off for three days, even though he had not slept enough in the past three days to the point where he had dark circles under his eyes.

The amount of coffee was two packs a day, and it was not easy to drink. He couldn't help but miss Dad Xing, whom he had disliked so much before.

Three days later, the military training came to an end, and the winter camp also started another plan - wild camping.

This time it seems that in addition to the key test questions, the institution is trying hard 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 "Bitter first, then sweet".

There is a mountain near Yingcheng, and the camping location this time was chosen at the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, the conditions were not as difficult as imagined, and the organization had prepared tents, water and electricity in advance.

Hu Haiyang called everyone together and announced that they needed to obtain ingredients through English games so that they could cook with their own hands.

The area where the classes were held during these two days was a large tent that was set up early in the morning, with carpets inside, making it look like a yurt.

The place where they sleep at night is in various small tents scattered around, each tent can accommodate two people.

The first game is "Who is the undercover agent?" There is a person assigned to each room.

They have all played this game in school, so there is no need to explain the rules.

Ye Cheng walked to the front with everyone else, and the six of them stood in a row.

Hu Haiyang sent ‌ cards to everyone, and they needed to describe the content of the cards they received in English.

There are two undercover agents in total, and each card is blank. If these three people can be found successfully, 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 without any expression, and Hu Haiyang said to the third person: "Let's start with you."

The first one was Liang Moyu. He threw out a few key words, round, small.

The second person nodded in agreement, feeling that he could clear away the suspicion, and described this as a kind of sport.

The third person stumbled, unable to find the right words.

Because the big brother was so obviously panicked, he was voted out in the first round.

Hu Haiyang said: "I will show you the cards below."

He turned the cards over, and sure enough, it was a blank slate.

Everyone gradually grasped the essence and glanced around suspiciously.

After the second round started, they successfully found another undercover agent, each of whom had a "football" in his hand.

In other words, as long as one more undercover agent is selected, the other three will win.

The onlookers were all looking 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.

Liang Moyu said: "that hitting sport."

From beginning to end, he basically did not attract any firepower, and everyone else followed his train of thought.

The second person agreed very much, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the next one.

Now only Ye Cheng and the people behind him are left.

Ye Cheng thought for a while and said: "The sport originated in the 14th century."

‌The three people exchanged looks, a little confused, and whispered: "Is it the 14th century?"

"I don't think so."

Lu Xiao couldn't understand what they were saying, even if they spoke 0.5 times faster, but he could feel that they were doubting Ye Cheng.

The person next to me said: "Can you check it on your mobile phone?"

Hu Haiyang smiled and said, "No, it's time to test your knowledge reserves."

‌People just give up.

Finally, after everyone 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 took the lead to point to Ye Cheng. The other two people looked at him and followed suit.

Ye Cheng glanced at him calmly, without any panic.

"You can defend yourself a few words." Hu Haiyang said at the right time.

Ye Cheng said: "Please tell me No. 1. The keyword you drew is of ‌‌ color."

Liang Moyu looked at the other two people and said tentatively: "Yellow."

The two of them immediately exchanged their votes and pointed at him: "Holy crap, it turns out to be you."

He panicked, waved his hand and said: "Orange color, not pure yellow, I'm talking more generally."

"It's you, Mo Yu." The person said.

Hu Haiyang said: "You've all decided to vote for him, right?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations, you found the last undercover agent."

The person who said it before laughed and turned over his trump card: "We are all tennis players, you are table tennis."

"..." Liang Moyu threw the sign away with a black face.

Someone took the photo and Ye Cheng said, "Thank you, brother. Let's go pick out the staple food."

Just as he was about to give Ye Cheng a high-five to celebrate, a hand stopped him.

Lu Xiao calmly grabbed Ye Cheng's hand, forcefully gave him a high-five, and asked gently: "You're so awesome, should we choose?"

‌The man's hand fell empty, hanging in place awkwardly.

Ye Cheng was led away from the table by him and said, "Why don't you eat noodles? It will cook better."

He and Lu Xiao are both from the south, and they are not used to eating steamed buns, so cooking rice... who knows if they can be cooked.

"Okay." Lu Xiao took a package of noodles.

Hu Haiyang whistled to attract everyone's attention: "The second competition is ready to begin."

The second competition is for two people and three legs to choose dishes and seasonings in the order they reach the finish line.

The rope on Hu Haiyang's hair is relatively thin, and it feels a bit tight when tied up.

So Lu Xiao took out the hair tie from her schoolbag, bent down and tied their legs.

Ye Cheng looked at the muddy grass in front of him, and then at his white coat, his eyes wandering as he said, "Don't fall, and don't hurt me if you fall."

"I will make you fall? Who do you look down on?" Lu Xiao was aroused by him and deliberately bumped him with her elbow.

"Hey!" Ye Cheng's legs were tied and he tilted to the side unsteadily.

Lu Xiao easily pulled him back with one hand, like a cat playing with a little mouse, laughing and barking, wanting to be beaten.

Ye Cheng punched him smoothly: "If you move again, be careful and I'll beat you up."

Lu Xiao smiled happily after being beaten by him. She stretched out her arms and hooked his shoulders, half-circling him in her arms.

Ye Cheng seriously wanted to win, so he discussed with him: "In a moment, let's step on the left leg first, and I'll step on the left first. You can step on the right first, and then run forward according to the slogan 1,2,1,2."

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Lu Xiao thought to herself, hey, it feels like I'm a little taller again. Hey, you can see the top of his hair when you lift your chin.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing that he was distracted, Ye Cheng punched him again.

What a little kid, always distracted.

Lu Xiao nodded casually: "Oh, I understand."

Hu Haiyang whistled: "Ready, start -"

Everyone rushed out from the starting point at the same time.

Ye Cheng decisively moved his left leg first, and felt a pulling force from his right leg, pulling him almost down.

He looked at Lu Xiao angrily. This guy didn't even listen and just pulled out his left leg.

"Shao Rui Shao Rui!" Lu Xiao quickly made amends, jumping on the spot and adjusting herself.

In just a few seconds, they were already several positions behind.

Ye Cheng held back his breath and stopped arguing with him. He opened his mouth and shouted slogans: "1, 2, 1, 2, left, right, left, right."

The next ten meters went quite smoothly.

The two of them took big strides in unison and soon surpassed the previous ones.

"Wow, we are really good at it." Lu Xiao couldn't help but praise.

Ye Cheng gasped slightly, feeling tired even after running 800 meters, "Shut up, if it weren't for you, we would be on the third place now."

They were still about ten meters away from the finish line, and the couple next to them, almost shoulder to shoulder with them, was Liang Moyu and his roommate.

Just as they were about to pass, Ye Cheng was suddenly hit.

When he was running, he had to coordinate with Lu Xiao, and he almost had no sense of balance, and his knees buckled on the spot.

Lu Xiao reacted extremely quickly and immediately held his lower back, barely making him fall to the ground.

"Holy shit!" He immediately stopped and said something rude to the person in front of him.

Hu Haiyang was standing at the starting point, some distance away, so he didn't notice anything was going on.

Lu Xiao's face dropped and he bent down to untie his hair tie, "Better than your mother, he's going to hit someone."

"Lu Xiao." Ye Cheng called him quickly, grabbed his hand and said, "Go to the finish line first, and we'll talk about it later."

His hands were blown cold by the wind, and Lu Xiao squeezed them hard, staring at him firmly.

Lu Xiao exhaled heavily, then stood up and continued the game.

They followed closely behind the ‌ place and got the second place.

After reaching the finish line, Lu Xiaoer grabbed Liang Moyu's collar and picked him up without saying anything.

"Who did you hit? Are you blind?" His face looked cold and frightening.

Others immediately came to dissuade him.

"Hey, what's going on? Don't do it."

"He didn't mean it. Collisions are inevitable during the game. Lu Xiao, please calm down."

"Ye Cheng, are you not injured?"

Ye Cheng shook his head, grabbed Lu Xiao's clothes and said, "Forget it, let's go pick out the ingredients."

Liang Moyu's face was ashen, and he was holding back his face and turned red. He hesitated and said: "I didn't mean to..."

Seeing Hu Haiyang also walking over, Ye Cheng touched Lu Xiao again: "Forget it."

Lu Xiao snorted and shook him off.

Liang Moyu was unable to stand and fell. His roommate rushed to help him.

Hu Haiyang frowned and said, "What are you doing? Why are we still fighting in a competition?"

Ye Cheng glanced at Liang Moyu, who was lying limply on the ground, and said, "It's okay, teacher, I just accidentally bumped into him."

Hu Haiyang glanced at Lu Xiao in warning, then went over and pulled Liang Moyu up.

When selecting ingredients, Lu Xiao put carrots and potatoes into the basket with gloomy eyes, as if these vegetables were his father-killing enemy.

Ye Cheng finally understood. This Liang Moyu probably disliked him from the beginning. The two times were coincidences, and the more times were intentional.

But he didn't have time to think about what this person wanted to do. He only worried about how to make dinner for his wife.

After living for more than 20 years, his skills in cooking are almost zero.

Needless to say, Lu Xiao couldn't even tell the difference between green onions and leeks.

While going to the woods to collect firewood, Ye Cheng made a suggestion: "We might as well just eat noodles, don't listen to Hu Haiyang's cooking, just put the pot in and that's it.

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But Lu Xiao didn't think so. He felt that if Ye Cheng was touched, he should make something delicious to compensate him.

"It's okay, I'll do the cooking. I've seen Mrs. Wang cooking." He said with ordinary confidence.

"Can you?" Ye Cheng was extremely doubtful.

Lu Xiao vowed: "It must be done."

They returned home with loads of dry firewood, lit the firewood and put it into the stove prepared by Hu Haiyang.

Smoke from other camps also began to rise, floating in the air.

Lu Xiao filled the pot with water, picked up the noodles and was about to throw them in.

Ye Cheng sensed something was wrong and immediately stopped him and said, "The water hasn't boiled yet, let's go downstairs. Damn it, do you have any common sense?"

At least he has made instant noodles himself and knows that the water needs to be boiled before cooking.

"Oh, I forgot." Lu Xiao looked away covertly, "Hey, I'm going to wash the vegetables."

He washed carrots and potatoes and planned to make fried potatoes with carrots.

Ye Cheng waited by the pot until the water boiled, then put the noodles in.

When Lu Xiao came back from washing the dishes, the two of them squatted next to the stove like fools, waiting for their faces to become familiar.

Hu Haiyang passed by them with his hands behind his back and asked: "Where are you cooking noodles? How's it going?"

"It's pretty good." Ye Cheng said against his will, "Teacher, you can come and have some fun later."

Hu Haiyang saw the unwashed mud on the carrots and felt that it was better not to try the food cooked by these two people.

"I won't eat anymore. Come on." He wisely walked around to the next tent.

Lu Xiao glanced at his watch and said, "It's been ten minutes, it should be done."

He opened the lid of the pot and saw white noodles coming out. He picked up the noodles with chopsticks and saw that they were very soft.

Ye Cheng took a bowl and took it as a matter of course: "Put it in."

Both of them forgot something, but neither of them remembered it.

After cooking a bowl of noodles, Lu Xiao began to prepare the stir-fry dishes.

He lifted the oil drum, poured it into the pot, and stabbed it——

The unlucky kid didn't wipe the water when draining the oil, and the oil splashed everywhere.

Ye Cheng shouted from the side: "Close the lid! Be careful not to get burned!"

Lu Xiao held the pot lid like a shield, and was in a mood to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't explode!"

After that, he threw in the carrots and potatoes.

It was indeed "thrown", and a few pieces fell to the ground.

A loud noise erupted from the pot, and the vegetables, water and oil reacted violently.

Lu Xiao was splashed as she wished, and she screamed because she was so hot.

Fortunately, Hu Haiyang didn't go far and ran over to help them close the lid of 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 down?"

Lu Xiao was still very dissatisfied: "I think my auntie is the one who cooks."

Hu Haiyang stepped forward and opened the pot. The potatoes and carrots inside had turned into coke. He said sadly: "It's better to give it to Li Yang and the others. It's a waste of ingredients."

He walked away with a gloomy face.

Ye Cheng and Lu Xiao looked at each other, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"...How many pieces of noodles are there to see if they are still edible?" Ye Cheng was afraid that he would be autistic, so he used chopsticks to pick out the black things.

He slightly disliked carrots, but he still managed to eat a piece.

There is no salt and soy sauce, only the smell of burnt meat, plus the astringent taste of undercooked carrots.

Ye Cheng held his breath, twitched his lips and encouraged him: "Not bad, it's quite delicious."

Lu Xiao couldn't stand it anymore, so he moved the pot to the side and said, "Stop eating, let's eat noodles."

Ye Cheng didn't plan to take a second bite. The cost of dealing with him was too high. He was afraid that if he took another bite, he would end up in the ward.

"The noodles should be delicious." Lu Xiao gave him the relatively small ‌‌ bowl.

Ye Cheng picked up a few noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

Lu Xiao looked at him expectantly: "How?"

He felt something was wrong, so he ate a few more sticks, coughed and said, "No salt."

Not only did Lu Xiao forget to add salt, he also forgot to remind him.

Lu Xiao failed again and again, lowered his head and confessed: "I will learn to cook well in the future..."

He was so lost that even his hair was hanging down.

In fact, the reason why he wanted to show off his skills was because he accidentally discovered that Ye Cheng's predecessor was not only mature and steady, but also a good cook.

One time when ordering takeout, Li Junxiao asked Ye Cheng if he wanted to eat squirrel mandarin fish. There was a restaurant that made it very delicious.

Ye Cheng was reading a book at that time, and said casually: "My family has delicious food, and the one I know makes it authentic."

Li Junxiao's gossip cells were very sharp, and he said with a sly smile: "Who did it for you? Was it your family or your ex?"

"The latter." Ye Cheng said frankly.

"Wuhu! Your ex can also cook fish? That's amazing." Li Junxiao said with envy. After all, Tan Xiaoqi didn't even know how much water to use in cooking.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "The seafood he makes is also delicious, such as steamed sea urchin eggs and grilled oysters."

Lu Xiao happened to be on duty, standing behind with a broom, jealous and beyond recognition.

Isn't it just cooking? It's not like I don't have hands, so I can't do it.

However, today he overturned his car and felt even more sad.

Ye Cheng didn't understand his little Jiujiu, so he asked the neighbor to borrow some pickled mustard and ate all the noodles.

In the evening, everyone simply washed themselves with running water and then went into the tents.

The two-person tent is quite spacious, and each bed is equipped with an electric blanket and sleeping bag.

Lu Xiao washed up behind Ye Cheng. When he entered the tent, he saw Ye Cheng wrapping himself in a sleeping bag, with only his head exposed.

This sleeping bag is quite thick and looks like a fat insect with a human face.

Lu Xiao was so cute that she insulted him and said, "You look like a caterpillar."

Ye Cheng rolled his eyes, lay down and started browsing the question on his phone.

Lu Xiao lay down and read a book. The electric blanket on his bed was very warm, so there was no need to get into a sleeping bag.

The two of them were reading under the light. There was silence outside, except for the occasional barking of dogs.

Ye Cheng looked at the ‌ and looked at the ‌. He didn't feel that the ‌ was getting hot, but instead it was getting colder and colder.

He asked doubtfully: "Lu Xiao, is your electric blanket hot?"

"It's hot." He was so hot that he put the sleeping bag next to him.

Ye Cheng sat up and lowered his head to check the switch, "It's strange, mine is not hot."

He pulled out the cord of the electric blanket from under the bed and it broke.

The cut surfaces are very neat and it looks artificial.

The two of them looked at the cut line dumbly, no wonder it wasn't hot.

Lu Xiao was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, put on a coat and went out.

"Wait a minute." As soon as Ye Cheng shouted, he was hit by the cold wind blowing in his face.

It was really cold, so he wrapped himself tightly in a quilt and sleeping bag.

There were several noises outside, accompanied by the rattling of the tent.

Ye Cheng pricked up his ears and stared at the door warily.

A few minutes later, Lu Xiao came back.

He threw his coat on the bed with a stern expression on his face, but his body was unscathed.

Ye Cheng looked through the gap and saw that the lights of the tent opposite were out, and the lights were hanging up high as if they were not doing anything.

He asked: "What did you do?"

"If I don't, I'll smash the idiot's tent." Lu Xiao said unbearably.

You don't have to think about it, you know which idiot it is.

He looked at Ye Cheng and found that Ye Cheng had wrapped the quilt tightly. He immediately patted his bed and said, "Come here and sleep."

"No need." The bed was too small, smaller than the one in Qingshan Hotel last time, and Ye Cheng felt embarrassed.

Lu Xiao was about to stand up and said, "‌Shall I 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 abandoned his sleeping bag and quickly went to his bed.

He stayed in the bed for a long time, and his body was as cold as a piece of ice.

Lu Xiao hissed, then wrapped him completely in the quilt and put his hand under his head.

"It's cold, and you said no need." He hugged Ye Cheng in his arms without any concern, even though the feeling was not pleasant.

The tip of Ye Cheng's nose touched 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 and pushed it, and murmured: "Lu Xiao."

"Huh?" The question was hummed from the nasal cavity in a low and hoarse voice, full of temptation and ambiguity.

Although I didn't notice anything wrong, Ye Cheng's heartbeat still accelerated involuntarily.

He moved his legs unnaturally and said, "Can you stop hugging me like that?"

There will be a reaction.