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Shao Linyin rested for a day, and the next day he felt his strength had returned, so he went back to delivering food.

When he came back in the evening, Tong Xiaolai was sitting at his desk doing homework. Probably disturbed by the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and glanced at him: "Another urgent repair?"

He smiled and said, "Yeah, I don't know what's going on lately, the elevator keeps having problems."

Tong Xiaolai didn't say anything else. He put down the pen in his hand, got up, went to the kitchen, brought out a bowl of hot porridge, and handed it to him, asking him to hold it for a while before drinking it.

Shao Liyin took the porridge and said, "It's still hot now. It's been heated up many times. Don't keep waiting for me while it's hot. It's a waste of time. You should finish your homework and rest earlier."

After drinking two sips, he felt much warmer, so he put it down, took off his clothes and went in to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Tong Xiaolai was still writing on the test paper at the desk without looking up.

She held a pen in one hand, still writing and drawing, and in the other, she held a pair of leather gloves. She handed them over, "Your hands are all frozen and cracked. I saw they sold gloves in the school canteen, so I bought you a pair. I also bought you a pair of knee pads by the bed. Remember to wear them when you go out next time."

Shao Linyin looked over and saw a pair of black and gray leather gloves with a bright red cherry embroidered on the wrist.

He picked it up with a smile and put it on to try it out. "It's really warm. Why waste money? I have gloves and I wear them every day. Besides, it's like this every year. It will get better when it gets warmer in the spring."

Tong Xiaolai put down the pen in his hand: "Those textile gloves used on the construction site? Can they keep warm or block the wind?" Not only can they not block the wind, but they also have holes on the palms.

Shao Linyin grinned, ignored his words, took off her gloves, looked left and right, and was extremely happy. She moved his hair and took out her cell phone: "You bought this for living expenses, right? How much?" Then she transferred 200 yuan.

When Tong Xiaolai's phone rang, he sighed softly and put down the pen in his hand: "Including the pair of knee pads, fifty."

This is why he didn't dare buy things for Shao Liyin. Shao Liyin was always worried that he didn't have enough to eat. If he spent some money to buy him something, he would definitely give it back.

Shao Linyin himself didn't realize that he was almost taller than him and his shoulders were broader than his.

He went to bed and got under the quilt in a somewhat depressed mood: "Go to sleep."

*

Time passes day by day, silently.

At noon that day, Shao Linyin saw an order from the No. 1 Middle School in the city on his mobile phone. There were ten orders in total, and the money was quite a lot.

He hesitated for a long time whether to accept the call, but was finally defeated by the high errand fee.

He thought, since he wasn't going into the school anyway, all the school's takeout food was delivered to the security office, waiting for students to come out and pick it up. Xiaolai definitely wouldn't come out, so he definitely wouldn't be able to meet him.

But Xiaolai not only came out, but also came to pick up the takeaway. He suddenly felt guilty as if he had done something bad and was "caught with stolen goods", but besides the guilt, he was more surprised and concerned.

"Why are you here?"

"Where are your gloves?"

The question was asked at the same time. The two faced each other, one staring at the face and the other at the hands. It was unclear who was more embarrassed.

The cool and aloof one always wins, and his gaze is more calm.

When he heard the word "gloves", Shao Linyin's pupils trembled, and he hid his hands behind his back feeling a little guilty. He didn't even think about why Xiao Lai was not surprised that he was delivering takeout.

Tong Xiaolai calmly took the ten takeouts from his hand. There were noodles and rice, and they were full of soup. They were not heavy but still a little tight in the hand.

He looked at Tong Xiaolai's fingers, which had turned red from being squeezed, and said to the security guard, "Big Brother, look, there are so many things. It's hard for him to carry them all by himself. Can I help him carry them in?"

The security guard looked at him and said, "This is the school's rule. If I let you in, I will be punished by the school."

Shao Liyin didn't make things difficult for him. She took the bag from Tong Xiaolai's hand, took off the textile gloves on her hands, put them on his fingers, and then put the bag handle on them: "This is much better. Come in."

Tong Xiaolai didn't move, and asked again: "Where are your gloves?"

He scratched his head. "Well, I was in a hurry to leave at noon and left it at the company. I can take it back tonight."

Tong Xiaolai was half-believing and half-doubting, but Shao Linyin pushed him in: "Come in quickly, it's time for class again."

Shao Liyin watched him finally walk towards the school and muttered to himself, "Why is this kid eating takeout? This stuff is always less reassuring than the food in the school cafeteria."

The security guard glanced at him and asked, "Who said he ate this?"

Shao Liyin, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at the security guard: "Brother, what does this mean?"

The security guard said, "Don't you know? Ever since this school made the rule that takeout can't be delivered inside the school gates, some students who don't want to leave will ask their classmates to run errands and ask them to pick up a portion for a certain price. I talked to some classmates before, and it seems like it's two yuan or something like that. I see this kid has been running around for two months."

Shao Linyin stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

The security guard called him and asked, "Do you know this kid?"

"My brother."

***

Tong Xiaolai had just put the takeaway up when another classmate came over: "Hey, Xiaolai, you're back just in time. I don't know how my takeaway got assigned to a different rider, and it just arrived. Xiaolai, could you please make another trip? I'll give you three yuan."

Tong Xiaolai hesitated for a moment, glanced at the security room at the gate, and saw that figure was gone, so he put down what he was holding and said, "Okay."

Turned around and went downstairs.

"Hello, here's your takeaway."

Tong Xiaolai took it, but before he could even hold it in his hand, he paused. He stared at the hand that was handed over for a long time, then looked up at the rider, then lowered his head again: "Did you buy these gloves yourself?"

Black and gray leather gloves with a cherry embroidered on the wrist.

The rider was a little confused, but to keep the customer's praise, he patiently explained: "A big brother gave it to me. I've only been driving for two days and have no experience. The big brother saw that my hands were frozen red, so he gave the gloves to me."

Tong Xiaolai suddenly became angry and yelled at him, "Who is your big brother? You must be eighteen to be able to register as a rider, and he just turned eighteen. Who is your big brother?"

Rider: “…” Please God, help me to clear up the injustice, he asked me to call him brother!

Tong Xiaolai looked at the aggrieved face in front of him and inexplicably became even angrier: "He gave it to you and you just took it? Didn't you see his hands were frozen?"

Rider: "..., I, he said he still has..."

"You have this?" Tong Xiaolai shook the pair of torn textile gloves in his hand.

Rider: ...

Tong Xiaolai resisted the urge to take off the gloves, turned around and left, his aura colder than the winter chill.

***

The security guard watched the show from the side. As he watched Tong Xiaolai walk into the teaching building, he leisurely unscrewed his thermos and took a sip of hot tea. "I wonder which of these two brothers will be able to beat the other when they go back home tonight. It seems the younger brother is more powerful."