Nonlinear Love

Chi Wang let out a long sigh, and switched back to the large size, expressing that he was quite incomprehensible about this strange trend.

"Have you finished your homework?" Su Lian got up and buckled the book, giving him another knowing blow.

After a wave of unresolved waves, Chi Huang came back to his senses, and with a guilty conscience, he used the exercise book to block his phone: "Ah, it's still halfway there."

This doesn't sound very credible, Su Lian raised his hand and grabbed the book to take a look, and stated coldly: "In the three-hour evening self-study, you did eight multiple-choice questions, and five of them still chose the wrong answer, you are in Body lottery?"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't be distracted." Chi Juan put away his phone, opened his mouth to admit his mistake quickly.

The big man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, lowered his head slightly, and almost slipped and knelt on the spot.

Gu Anjiu stood up, stared at him for a while, and shook his head in disgust: "Master, do you know what you look like now?"

Lin Yan, who was the master of pranks, quickly picked up: "It's like going home at three o'clock in the middle of the night and trying to sneak into the house, only to be found by my wife crying and begging for forgiveness."

Su Lian: "..."

This group of people may have some serious problems with their brains.

"A true warrior, dare to admit mistakes and make a change." Chi Huang put the book in his bag and said with a serious face, "I will sleep after I finish writing at night, I swear."

Su Lian lightly hummed: "There is still an hour until eleven o'clock, hurry back to the dormitory and continue writing."

His eyes fell on the cups of unopened milk tea, and he looked away lightly.

"Okay, let's go." Chi Wang breathed a sigh of relief and hooked up his schoolbag, thinking that Su Lianguo, who was sick, would be better at talking.

Halfway through, there was another screeching noise in his trouser pocket, and Chi Wang took out his phone in a irritable manner: "Fuck, didn't you cut the number to block it?"

Su Lian went downstairs side by side and asked, "What's the shield?"

Chi Wang said casually: "No, the business group, it's so noisy."

If Su Lian discovers that group and sees his death note again, there is no doubt that he will definitely not survive tonight.

Click into the WeChat dialog box, and the information and screenshots sent by Chi Qing will pop up.

Pikaqing: Brother, is this trumpet you? Don't think I can't see it

Human delusions: .

Chi Wang's scalp is numb, wait a minute, what did he just post in the group in order to go along with everyone?

Oh, brother Chi Wang is so handsome, brother Su Lian is so cool, they really really match up with a natural pair of TAT

Cut back to look at the records in the group, just one second after his sister was pulled into the group, she made a mistake, embarrassed, and lost her face.

Delusion in the world: tsk, I have never seen you so smart

Pikaqing: Nonsense, I just sent you a video, who else can

Human Delusion: Keep it secret, or your brother Su Lian will kill me

Pikaqing: Are you sick? What kind of support club are you in... It's full of girls...

Human Delusion: Do you think I want to? I'm catching a duck

After Chi Wang finished typing this line, looking at the vast night, he sighed heavily again.

Who would have thought that he was a dignified third middle school and one tyrant, and now he is hanging around in the support club, screaming with everyone while using cute emojis.

Too stupid, too humiliating, and too suffocating.

Pikaqing: Confidentiality is ok, the sealing fee is here

With a big wave of his hand, the world delusionally transfers 3,000 yuan to Pikaqing.

Human Delusions: Is Enough?

Pikaqing: Who cares about your stinky money, Dad gave me more pocket money than you, don't you know? ? ?

Delusion in the world: ... so what do you think

Pikaqing: Find a nice notebook and write your two signatures on it for me

Waiting here, Chi Xian gritted his teeth and typed fiercely: OK, I'll ask for the autograph when I get a chance, and return the money.

On the opposite side, a series of emoticons were returned: No! Innocent! This is the deposit!

Good guy, what's the matter with Jianshang's tone, worthy of his sister.

Chi Wang put away his phone, turned around and entered 403, picked up the pile of medicine, and pushed Su Lian's neck towards the opposite door: "Take the medicine, and then take your temperature."

Su Lian raised his eyes with a look of vigilance: "Are you trying to take the opportunity to avoid homework?"

"..." Chi Wang said helplessly, "Ancestor, I am afraid that you will have a high fever again, and there are no doctors in the hospital in the middle of the night."

Su Lian snorted, was pressed into the sofa in a daze, raised his hand and touched it consciously: "Thirty-eight degrees."

His throat was a little itchy, and he lowered his head and coughed twice, feeling uncomfortable everywhere.

The thermometer paused for a few seconds, and Chi Wang stared at the number: "It's still thirty-eight, take medicine, it's estimated that you can go back tomorrow."

So I boiled water and mixed the medicine, handed it to my hand, and touched a candy.

Su Lian took the medicine, but there was still a bitter taste in his mouth, and a round thing was stuffed into his mouth along the gap between his lips.

He bit into half and said vaguely, "Stop feeding sugar, it's so sweet."

"I see that you are quite happy eating, don't be duplicitous." Chi Huang raised his eyebrows.

The tip of the tongue pressed against the sugar, the sweet and sour taste melted away, diluting the bitter taste, Su Lian did not refute: "Okay, it's alright."

Su Lian's mouth seems to be upright, so when can Su Lian have a truth in his mouth?

Chi Yan smiled, bent down and opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and put the exercise book on the table: "Okay, I'm going to start doing the questions."

Su Lian didn't answer.

The room is quiet, the sound of writing is rustling

, Chi Wang wrote more than half of it in one breath, and the phone called, reminding that there was a meal delivered to the dormitory downstairs.