Chapter 38: Deterioration [Three-in-One] Actually, this regret is not necessarily...

Yu Xiang pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and replied: "Excuse me, it's really ugly to the point of looking poisonous. Where on earth did you buy such an ugly cake? I'll just avoid it."

Jiang Ci:......

Don't be speechless. I didn't mean to wrongly criticize that store. If you ask any person on Earth, they'll definitely think it's ugly.

Jiang Ci seemed silent for a while before giving a reply.

Jiang Ci: I didn’t expect that putting strawberry and grape jam together would create such a horrifying visual effect.

Seeing this reply, Yu Xiang suddenly understood something and had a vague guess in his mind.

——So this cake was customized by you?

Jiang Ci: Do you think it tastes bad?

This statement was obviously inconsistent, but Yu Xiang still responded honestly.

——It’s quite delicious.

The taste is really hard to describe, and strawberry and grape are both his favorite flavors.

Jiang Ci: That’s good.

Yu Xiang looked at these three words and felt that Jiang Ci felt relieved.

But he couldn't see Jiang Ci's face now, so he had no way of knowing whether he was there or not.

However, what he didn't expect was that Jiang Ci's next words answered many of his previous questions.

Jiang Ci: Actually, I made that cake.

Such a short sentence contained a huge amount of information, which stunned Yu Xiang. He was stunned for a long time before he recovered. His fingers typed mechanically and made several mistakes. It took him more than a minute to edit the sentence before he could send it out.

——Didn’t you tell my mom that you bought it?

Jiang Ci: But after it was finished, I felt it was too ugly and too embarrassed, so I told Aunt Chen that I bought it.

Yu Xiang's hands holding the phone were shaking slightly.

Then everything makes sense - how could a professional cake maker make such a terrible cake and still have the nerve to sell it to customers? The answer is that this cake maker is Jiang Ci himself.

but!

The words he had used to describe the cake seemed a bit... hurtful.

Although he was unaware of the situation, he still felt a bit guilty. So he hesitated for a while, deleting and revising a sentence before finally coming up with "It's okay, at least this shows that your taste is still normal."

Jiang Ci: Then I will take it as a compliment.

It was rare to see Jiang Ci looking so embarrassed, Yu Xiang was in a good mood and couldn't help but chuckle.

But after laughing, he thought of another thing, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

——Wait, could it be that the pen holder from two years ago is also... ?

Jiang Ci: Yes, I did it myself.

Yu Xiang: “…” As expected, no wonder it’s exactly the same ugly as that cake.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side again. Just as he was about to lower his head to continue typing, he saw a figure flash through the gap in the curtains. Then the curtains were pulled open, and he was caught off guard and bumped into Jiang Ci who was pulling open the curtains.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, and finally Jiang Ci opened the balcony door and walked out, looking at him from a not-too-far distance in the moonlight.

Yu Xiang finally came to his senses: "Why did you come out?"

"It's too stuffy in there, let's go out and get some fresh air." Jiang Ci replied calmly, "What about you?"

"Same. The air conditioner has just been turned on, it's still cooler outside." Yu Xiang was still thinking about the ugly cake and the ugly pen holder. He had wanted to continue chatting, but the online chat suddenly turned into face-to-face, making him unsure whether he should continue.

So he was jumping back and forth between continuing the topic and switching topics. After a long pause, he finally said, "Well, the weather is nice today."

It was a very abrupt change of subject, but Jiang Ci still cooperated by looking up at the sky and then answered seriously, "Indeed. It's rare to see the stars."

Yu Xiang: “Yeah, hahaha.”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became dead silent.

Jiang Ci's gaze fell back on Yu Xiang's face. The more he saw Yu Xiang's face turn greener, the more he wanted to laugh.

In the end, both of them couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing on the spot.

"Don't you think what we did just now was like two humanoid robots having a conversation?" Yu Xiang laughed so hard that his sentence broke into several parts. "How stupid! Hahahahaha—"

It was rare for Jiang Ci to laugh so openly: "This is the first time in my life that I feel mentally retarded. It feels wonderful."

"First time? Haven't I called you a retard before?" Yu Xiang thought for a moment with a serious face. "I don't think so. I've only called you a fool, right?"

"You look regretful?"

"I did feel a little bit, but then I thought about how I was the first one to call you a retard, and suddenly I felt honored."

"You're probably the only one who can speak so confidently about something like this." Jiang Ci held his forehead helplessly.

"Of course not. You've probably grown tired of hearing compliments since you were a kid, so how can this be new?"

"Wrong logic."

"Why is that a twisted logic? Think about it yourself. Every time I praise you, you have a blank expression on your face, but when I scold you, you smile." Yu Xiang smiled with his eyes curved, and his palm touched the balcony railing, bringing back a very old memory. "By the way, do you remember when we were little and we often tried to reach each other?"

"I remember. I still remember that you were too short-handed and got so impatient that you tried to fetch a chair. You scared Aunt Chen half to death, and you got caught and spanked right there."

Yu Xiang frowned, "...you don't need to remember the second half so clearly."

"Try it now?" Jiang Ci suddenly said.

"Try what?" Yu Xiang was stunned at first, then realized what Jiang Ci was talking about and immediately became interested. "Yeah. When I was young, I wasn't skilled enough, but now it's not necessarily the case."

So he and Jiang Ci hit it off immediately, leaning forward at the same time and stretching out their hands to each other with all their might.

However, even though both of them are tall with long arms, there is still a small distance between their fingertips.

He could have touched her if he had only gotten a little closer, but he was powerless to do anything. This made Yu Xiang depressed: "According to the plot, shouldn't we avenge our previous defeat and achieve perfect success?"

"Wait for me." Jiang Ci said and turned back to the bedroom. After a moment, he came out quickly with something in his hand.

Yu Xiang looked closely and found that Jiang Ci was holding a pen in his hand.

Then they successfully connected to each other indirectly through this pen.

"How childish, Jiang Ci." Yu Xiang laughed the moment he held the pen.

"Just tell me whether you touched it or not."

"But I was thinking of touching it with my hands."

“…”

Two minutes later.

Yu Xiang sneaked downstairs with the faint light from his cell phone screen, tiptoed to the door and unlocked it.

He tightened his grip on the phone, raised his other hand to wipe the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, and muttered quietly, "I'm sick too. I actually agreed to such a childish and outrageous request."

While he was saying this, he had already opened the door, took a deep breath, and walked towards the small garden on the side of the house.

Although it is called a garden, it is actually not very large and there are no flowers planted there. There are only a few pots of onions and peppers planted by Ms. Chen Xiaomie.

"I'm suddenly glad you don't have sudden flashes of inspiration that often." Yu Xiang stood by the fence with his arms folded, staring blankly at Jiang Ci, who had arrived earlier than him and was standing directly opposite him. "What terrible ideas you come up with."

"But this is the best way I can think of to make up for my regret."

Yu Xiang: “…” Actually, this regret doesn’t have to be made up for.

He stayed up late at night and just because he couldn't reach someone on the balcony, he had to run downstairs to hold hands with someone through the fence. No matter how you think about it, it seems crazy.

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows at him and stretched out his hand to him. His beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle in the relatively dark surroundings.

Yu Xiang reluctantly stretched out his hand and touched his palm to Jiang Ci's.

The moment my fingertips touched, it was as if a wonderful electric current flowed through my skin and throughout my body, and my mind went blank for a moment.

I don’t know whose fingers slipped through the gap between the fingertips and finally held each other.

Fingers interlocked.

“Now I have.”

Yu Xiang was stunned and forgot to withdraw his hand for a moment. He just stared at him blankly.

Until there was a soft "click" sound, Jiang Ci took the phone in his other hand and took a picture of their clasped hands.

"Why did you take this picture?" Yu Xiang quickly withdrew his hand, his eyes widening.

"Such a historic moment is worth taking a photo to commemorate it." Jiang Ci said with a low laugh.

"If you dare to let a third person see this photo, I will immediately break up with you—"

"Shh. Keep your voice down. You don't want to wake up your parents and mine, do you?"

How dare you threaten me!

Yu Xiang was so angry that he was speechless, but he had to admit that what Jiang Ci said was indeed right, so he glared at him angrily as a warning.

"Don't worry, I won't show it to anyone else." Jiang Ci put the phone in his pocket. "It's getting late, go back to bed."

Yu Xiang snorted in dissatisfaction, turned around and prepared to leave without hesitation.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Ci stopped him.

Yu Xiang stopped and turned back: "What are you doing again?"

Jiang Ci was still standing there, looking at him softly: "Yu Xiang, happy seventeenth birthday."

The next day, everything was back to normal.

Jiang Ci returned to his usual cold demeanor, as if he was not the one who behaved childishly last night.

Did this guy drink some fake wine last night? Yu Xiang pondered.

"Brother Yu. Brother Yu!"

Fang Chengyu's call pulled Yu Xiang out of his thoughts: "What's wrong?"

"Are you okay? You've been staring at your fingers all day long. Are you feeling unwell?" Fang Chengyu asked, looking at Yu Xiang's hand in confusion.

Yu Xiang belatedly averted his gaze, shoved his hands into his school uniform pockets, and defended himself, "It's okay, I was just lamenting that the calluses on my hands seem to be getting thicker lately."

"No wonder. You haven't been sleeping after class recently. Whenever you have free time, you've been fiddling with your wrong answer book." Fang Chengyu didn't doubt this statement at all and immediately agreed.

"There are so many wrong questions that I can't even finish copying them all." Yu Xiang sighed. "By the way, what did you ask me to do just now?"

"Oh, Sanshui asked me to ask you who you will be in the study group with." Fang Chengyu finally remembered the main purpose of this and replied.

——This was the news Lei Wanquan had just revealed during class. To put it simply, there would be a three-day and two-night study tour after the final exams. They would stay in a hotel room with two people in a room, and they were asked to find teammates for themselves during this time.

Actually, it was easy for the four of them to be assigned to a group - Jiang Ci and Yu Xiang would be in one group, while Zhang Miao would be in another with Fang Chengyu. However, the latter two had some issues with each other, so there was a problem.

"What about the others?" Yu Xiang, who had assumed their groups didn't need to be discussed, blinked in confusion. "Aren't you two going together?"

"He was caught by Teacher Li on the way and taken to the office for a lecture. He will be back later." Fang Chengyu answered without hesitation, "We both want to go with you."

Yu Xiang: "? Please elaborate."

Fang Chengyu looked around, confirmed that no one was around, and then put on a serious face and explained the reason: "Simply put, he hates me grinding my teeth in my sleep, and I hate him snoring in his sleep."

"Pfft..." Yu Xiang laughed out loud in a rather unkind manner, but quickly said seriously, "Ahem. It's also a kind of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick. Have you slept together before?"

"Yes. He and I were in the same class in junior high school, and we slept in the same tent during the research trip back then." Fang Chengyu had an expression that was hard to describe. "And then neither of us slept well, and we were like zombies when we were doing the mission during the day."

Yu Xiang stroked his chin and imagined it for a moment, then gave him a sympathetic look: "That's certainly a bit painful."

“So this time we wanted to…”

"Just want someone to sleep with me?" Yu Xiang interrupted him and spoke first.

Fang Chengyu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! But he and I both want to be with you. After arguing for a long time, Sanshui suggested that you decide. So, what do you think, Brother Yu?"

"Old Fang! What did Brother Yu say--" Zhang Miao, who was "released" from the office at this moment, also rushed into the classroom. As soon as he entered the door, he came here with a clear goal, and because he did not stop in time, he hit Fang Chengyu.

Fang Chengyu, who had suffered a sudden physical disaster, widened his eyes in horror. After realizing what was happening, he quickly distanced himself from Zhang Miao and said unhappily, "You're too early. Brother Yu didn't even have time to speak."

"Hiss, let me think about it." Yu Xiang frowned and pretended to be thinking seriously, not realizing for a moment that their topic had already attracted Jiang Ci's attention.

The latter raised his head from the sea of ​​questions and glanced at Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu who were nervously waiting for Yu Xiang's next words.

The two quickly caught Jiang Ci's gaze, and suddenly remembered something. They hurriedly explained, "Brother Jiang, it's not that we don't want to be with you, it's just..."

But the thought of being with you makes me feel inexplicably nervous and may make it even harder for me to sleep.

Neither of them dared to say the second half of the sentence. They could only stare at Jiang Ci, their foreheads covered with sweat.

"Actually, I... um!" Jiang Ci was about to open his mouth to speak when Yu Xiang quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Shh! If you dare to say it out loud, you're dead." Yu Xiang knew that Jiang Ci wanted to tell those two idiots that he had a bad sleeping posture, so he quickly reached out to cover his mouth to interrupt the spell, while also not forgetting to threaten them verbally.

This series of actions left Zhang Miao and the others stunned. Their eyes first fell on Yu Xiang's hand covering Jiang Ci's mouth, and then shifted to Yu Xiang's furious face.

"Um, Brother Jiang, can you tell me secretly what it is when you go back tonight?" Zhang Miao rubbed his hands and tried to negotiate with Jiang Ci.

But he was soon frightened by Yu Xiang's glare and his neck shrank. He smiled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over: "Hahaha, forget it. Actually, I don't really want to know, hahaha..."

The disgust on Fang Chengyu's face was almost transformed into a physical form: "...what a prospect."

After warning Zhang Miao with his eyes, Yu Xiang turned and met Jiang Ci's eyes: "In short, don't tell."

Jiang Ci didn't move, just looked at him seriously, as if he was considering something.

A gentle breath blew on Yu Xiang's palm, which made him feel a little itchy, causing him to subconsciously curl his fingers, which seemed like pinching the other person's cheek in disguise.

Smooth, soft and elastic, feels great.

"Take advantage of me?" Because his mouth was still covered, Jiang Ci's voice sounded muffled and a little unclear, but Yu Xiang was close enough to hear it clearly.

He was about to say, "What nonsense are you talking about?", but just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he suddenly became furious and pinched her with his free hand, neither too hard nor too light, raising his eyebrows and saying arrogantly, "So what?"

He didn't think too much when he did the bad thing, and couldn't guess what the consequences would be for a while, but Jiang Ci quickly told him what the consequences would be with his actions - the next second, his cheeks were also pinched on both sides.

Yu Xiang: “!”

It turns out to be a tooth for a tooth.

Jiang Ci only had his mouth covered, but his hands were not restrained at all. On the other hand, Yu Xiang had one hand covering Jiang Ci's mouth and the other hand pinching Jiang Ci's face, and was reluctant to free up one hand to stop Jiang Ci.

"Oh my god, what kind of war is this?" The scene of the two people fighting quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the class, and a group of people surrounded them as if they had discovered a new continent.

"What the hell? A fight?"

"Is this true? What are Sanshui and Lao Fang doing standing there like idiots? Why don't they just go and stop the fight?"

Yu Xiang was startled: "..." Oh no, this is bad.

Fortunately, Zhang Miao reacted quickly and helped disperse the crowd: "They are just joking, disperse, disperse, or they will attract the Thunder God and that will be bad!"

Yu Xiang was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he didn't care about anything else and just withdrew his hand. He was about to wipe his hand on Jiang Ci's body out of habit, but then he remembered the result of doing so last time, and withdrew his hand in disappointment.

Jiang Ci also let go of his hand after he withdrew it, looking at him with a smile.

Yu Xiang deliberately avoided Jiang Ci's gaze and crossed his arms: "Let's get back to the topic...where were we just now?"

Fang Chengyu: "Brother Yu, your face is a little red."

Yu Xiang: "...That's from being pinched red. The culprit is right next to me. I suggest you help me file a complaint with Lei Gong and have him write a self-criticism and recite it in public."

"Let me explain myself. I didn't use any force just now." Jiang Ci held his chin and looked at Yu Xiang's profile, saying lightly.

"But I was the one being strangled, and I didn't agree with it, so I rejected it."

"Hey, Brother Yu, stop arguing and get down to business first." Zhang Miao saw that Yu Xiang and Jiang Ci were arguing endlessly, so he hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "You said you'd think about it, have you made up your mind yet?"

"I've thought about it. I have two solutions." Yu Xiang held up two fingers in a mysterious manner. "The first is that you guys, all those gritting your teeth and snoring, continue to sleep together while I apply for a private room."

Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu looked at each other and scratched their faces. "This one doesn't work. What's the second one?"

Yu Xiang: "The second thing is that we all apply for single rooms."

Zhang Miao rubbed his chin and thought, "Why do I always feel like something is wrong?"

Fang Chengyu: "Will Lei Gong approve my request for a single room?"

Yu Xiang also thought about the possibility seriously: "It should be possible to pay for it myself, right?"

Jiang Ci reminded him at the right time: "The premise is that there are other empty rooms in the hotel."

Zhang Miao nodded. "Yes, there are quite a few of us. The standard rooms are probably full, unless they're the expensive suites..."

Jiang Ci: "The most important thing is, do you have money?"

If Zhang Miao's words hit the nail on the head, then Jiang Ci's subsequent words were like a needle hitting the aorta.

The air was silent for a full half minute. Finally, Yu Xiang firmly pulled Jiang Ci's arm and cleared his throat. "Well, my sleep is very fragile. I can't fall asleep even if there is something a little disturbing. So I think it's better for me to sleep with him."

Zhang Miao & Fang Chengyu: "Brother Yu, do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

Sleep is fragile? Who can still sleep soundly during noisy class breaks? Who is it!

Yu Xiang naturally thought of this, and tried to keep a straight face before adding, "I'm very vulnerable when I sleep in bed."

Zhang Miao's face was filled with disbelief: "Is that really the case, Brother Yu?"

Yu Xiang nodded stiffly: "Of course."

Of course not. The idea of ​​fragile sleep is complete nonsense. The problem is that he has no confidence in his sleeping posture.

Jiang Ci knew everything about the man after all, so at worst he could just be thick-skinned and give up, but if Zhang Miao or Fang Chengyu found out, then the glorious image he had in their minds for the past two years would be ruined.

At Yu Xiang's insistence, Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu returned to their seats in despair.

As the end of the month approaches, the courses for the first and second year of high school have basically been completed and we have entered the review stage. At the same time, we are also preparing intensively for the qualification examination in early June.

But before that, the college entrance examination for senior high school students comes first.

Their classrooms need to be vacated as examination rooms, and after helping to set up the examination rooms, they can get a short vacation.

"Replace the desks that are particularly shaky, move out the bookcases in the back, and take away all personal belongings. When we come back, we will move to the senior high school building for classes, and there are windows..." The day before the holiday, Lei Wanquan explained the various requirements for tidying up the examination room at the podium.

Everyone nodded from time to time on the surface to show that they understood, but in fact they didn't listen at all. Their minds were full of excitement about the upcoming holiday.

"...That's all. I have a meeting to attend later. Thank you, monitor, and the labor committee member, for organizing everything. Oh, and I must emphasize again that we must wait for the grade leader to come and inspect and say we're qualified before we can leave!"

"good--"

After Lei Wanquan left, the class became restless. The class monitor took the initiative to go up to the podium and began to announce the division of labor.

The labor committee member was a very shy girl. She found Jiang Ci and Yu Xiang alone, but because of her nervousness, she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time: "Well, that..."

Yu Xiang looked at her blankly: "What's wrong?"

"I, I..." Unfortunately, she said "I" several times in a row, and once she met their gaze, she forgot what she was going to say.

"I understand." Yu Xiang saw the girl's nervousness and understood it deeply, so he gave her a kind smile and calmly reached out to turn Jiang Ci's face towards him. "It's scary to see this Jiang guy looking at you with a cold face, right? I'll move him away for you."

Jiang Ci, who was forced to turn to Yu Xiang and was accused of something he didn't deserve, said: "..." This is simply slander.

Although that wasn't the case, Yu Xiang's actions managed to make her laugh, and her nervousness dissipated a lot. "Yes, that's right. It's just that, um... you two are the tallest boys in the class. Could you please clean the two windows facing the outside?"

There were four windows in the classroom, two facing the corridor and two facing the outside. The two outside windows were high and difficult to clean, so few people in the class were willing to do them. Even if they were forced to do so, most people would shirk their responsibilities with various excuses.

"Oh, sure, no problem for me." Yu Xiang agreed without thinking, and glanced at Jiang Ci: "What about you?"

"I can do that too." Jiang Ci certainly wouldn't refuse.

"Great! Thank you for your hard work!" The girl was visibly excited. "I'll arrange for two more people to change the water and wash the rags for you."

"good."

Under the arrangement of the class monitor and the labor committee member, everyone in the class has his or her own work to do.

"It feels a bit crooked to me." Zhang Miao's eyes were almost narrowed into slits, but he still couldn't make up his mind. He turned his head and asked Fang Chengyu, "Would it be better if the third table was a little further to the left?"

"You just told me to move to the right, what the hell did you want?"

“But it’s a little crooked.”

"That's enough, I think it's straight." The two of them had been in a stalemate with those desks for almost ten minutes, but no matter how they moved them, they seemed to be crooked.

"Also, don't you think this desk is shaky?" Zhang Miao then shook the desk closest to them.

Fang Chengyu closed his eyes in despair, having almost lost all his patience. "I just asked, and they said that if it's not shaking too badly, they won't bother with it. They don't have that many tables to change to."

"...That's incredible. And I suspect it's not the table that's the problem, it's the uneven floor."

"It's just that the floor is uneven." Lu Ziyang, who was also in charge of setting up the tables, came over and proudly shared his discovery with them. "Let me tell you, I just went to change the table. I checked outside to make sure it wasn't wobbly at all. But guess what? As soon as I put the table into the classroom, it started shaking."

"Are you done?" Fang Chengyu looked up at the rows that Lu Ziyang and the others were responsible for.

"No, Xu Yi, that idiot, insisted that it wasn't arranged neatly and asked Haozi and I to continue. I reasonably suspect that she just couldn't bear to see us finish the work so quickly." Lu Ziyang spread his hands helplessly and replied.

Zhang Miao peeked over and saw Xu Tianhao still diligently setting the table. He couldn't help but tease, "Then why did you leave Haozi alone and slack off?"

"What are you talking about! I'm just taking a break. I was just checking to see if it was in a straight line, and my eyes are almost cross-eyed." Lu Ziyang quickly defended himself, "Why do they have to let us set up the examination room for the college entrance examination?"

"It's a waste to use the free labor. It will be the turn of this freshman class to do it for us next year anyway." Fang Chengyu stretched his sore neck and answered casually.

"Yeah, it feels like time has passed pretty quickly. We're going to be a senior in high school soon."

"Come on, stop sighing and get back to work. I want to get out of school early." Zhang Miao urged.

"I really don't want to do this. If I could find another one, it wouldn't be so painful." Lu Ziyang said with a sad face.

After hearing this, Fang Chengyu pointed towards the window and said, "Then you can switch with Brother Yu and the others."

Lu Ziyang looked in the direction he pointed, and saw Yu Xiang holding a rag, stepping on the uneven window gap, and cleaning the top piece of glass with a frown on his face.

After just two wipes, he was choked by dust and turned his face away and sneezed twice in a row.

If you move your eyes a little further, you can still see Jiang Ci pursing his lips and carefully cleaning some dead corners. During this time, it seemed that some dust was blown up by the wind, forcing him to turn his head and raise his face, and then he continued to wipe with gritted teeth.

"I suddenly feel that those tables are quite friendly." Lu Ziyang silently withdrew his gaze and nodded firmly to Fang Chengyu.

Then he walked over there while calling Xu Tianhao affectionately, "Mouse, I'm here."

"But taking a step back, I really think it's already very straight." Fang Chengyu suddenly said again.

"How about we go find Li Yi and come over to take a look?"

"I think so."

Half a minute later.

"Come on, we are free." Zhang Miao passed by Lu Ziyang and Xu Tianhao with a proud look on his face, and his words were full of boasting.

The latter was so shocked that his pupils dilated. He grabbed him with a look of disbelief and said, "What did you say?! The squad leader said you passed? How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, kid. Everything is possible. Anyway, we just need to help others according to our mood." Zhang Miao reached out and patted Lu Ziyang's shoulder, holding back a smile.

"Isn't that perfect?" Xu Tianhao accurately grasped the key point of the words, his voice trembling with excitement, "Come and help us, we need your help!"

"No, Lao Fang and I don't want to touch the desks in the short term. You guys are on your own, hahaha!" After saying that, Zhang Miao laughed and followed Fang Chengyu to the window.

"Brother Yu, do you need help?" Zhang Miao looked up and asked Yu Xiang who was still busy.

However, before he could answer, a small bucket was stuffed into his hand: "?"

"It's very necessary." The person who handed him the bucket was Ning Anyan. She was assigned to change the water and wash the rags for Yu Xiang. "Can you help me get a bucket of water?"

"Ah." Zhang Miao nodded reflexively, "Okay."

After he agreed, he carried the bucket out of the classroom, leaving Fang Chengyu standing there at a loss.

"Jiang Ci, be careful, don't fall down." Wang Sitian's worried voice came from next door, "There's no need to fight so hard."

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Jiang Ci's calm answer came again.

"Sitian, do you need help?" Ning Anyan asked as she walked to the window that Jiang Ci was in charge of.

"Help me change the rag—" Yu Xiang, who was so absorbed in his work that he was oblivious to what was happening below, turned around and found that Ning Anyan, who had been assisting him, had disappeared, along with the bucket and rag. Only Fang Chengyu, with a dazed look in his eyes, was staring at him. "...No, where is she?"

"Brother Yu, if you're looking for a bucket and a rag, Sanshui just replaced them. If you're looking for your assistant..." Fang Chengyu raised his hand and pointed to the right, "He ran to the next window."

Yu Xiang: “…” What should I say.

He looked over at the situation over there with Jiang Ci, thought for a moment, and then threw the rag to Fang Chengyu: "Old Fang, please help me wash the rag. Let's use the water from next door."

Fang Chengyu took the rag blankly, glanced quickly at the next door, then turned back and said hesitantly, "Isn't it a bad idea?"

"Just say it was me who instigated it. I'm almost done anyway. At worst, I can go change the water for him later."

"Okay." Fang Chengyu had no choice but to take the rag and walk up to Ning Anyan and Wang Sitian who were talking and laughing. Under the puzzled gaze of the two girls, he put the rag into the water and shook it, then picked it up and wrung it dry.

Ning Anyan looked at him in confusion: "What are you doing...?"

"Uh... well, Brother Yu said to get some water and he will come to help you change the water later." Fang Chengyu said this and ran away in a hurry.

Wang Sitian stared at Fang Chengyu's back numbly, muttering, "I didn't think I said no, didn't I?"

Yu Xiang took the rag that Fang Chengyu had washed and started the last round of wiping. After about three minutes, he felt that everything should be wiped clean, so he held the window frame with one hand and planned to jump down.

But unfortunately, his foot slipped and he was about to land in a less graceful position: "Ah——"

At the critical moment, a pair of hands firmly grasped his arms, helping him to stabilize his center of gravity so that he could land normally.

"Huh." Yu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was still in a dazed state. In this position, he couldn't see the man's face, but the faint fragrance lingering around his nose told him who caught him.

He raised his head and met Jiang Ci's helpless eyes: "...Mud howl."

This person has encountered such an embarrassing thing again, just laugh it off.

"You still have the nerve to laugh." Jiang Ci withdrew his hand when he saw that he had stood firm. "You fell so many times when you were a kid, but you haven't learned anything from it."

Yu Xiang scratched his head guiltily: "Not very many times."

Jiang Ci looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you sure you want me to help you recall them one by one now?"

"Stop! I get it, you better stop talking." Yu Xiang knew he was serious about bringing up an old score, so he immediately stopped him and changed the subject. "When did you get here? And you finished cleaning it so quickly?"

"I just finished too. I came over to check on your progress when I saw you about to fail in your landing." Jiang Ci replied indifferently.

Yu Xiang couldn't help but twitch his lips, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. "There's no need to show off your superb choice of words at a time like this... Where are the others?"

There were only him and Jiang Ci under the window now. Ning Anyan and the others were not there, which made him feel strange.

"Zhang Miao got an extra bucket of water, and I asked him to give it to the person washing the floor. Everyone else went to wash the rags." Jiang Ci said, his eyes fell on the rag in Yu Xiang's hand, and his tone was cold, "Also, your rag just hit my clothes."

Yu Xiang looked down and saw a very obvious water stain on the fabric of Jiang Ci's right arm: "..."

At this moment, his mind went blank, and then two big blood-red words appeared: Finished.

Although this guy looks expressionless on the surface as if nothing happened, he might have already cut him into pieces in his heart.

"I remember your mysophobia has been cured?" Yu Xiang knew he was in the wrong, but still asked tentatively.

"No."

Yu Xiang: “…”OMG.

So, on the evening just before the holiday, Yu Xiang rushed upstairs, carrying Jiang Ci's soiled school uniform. Then, he rushed downstairs again, calling out to Chen Xiaomei at the top of his voice, "Mom, where are your laundry detergent and brushes?"

"They're all in the bathroom on the first floor. What are you doing?"

"What else can I do besides washing clothes?" Yu Xiang responded in a trailing tone, slipped into the bathroom, and found a brush and laundry detergent.

"This is unbelievable! You can actually wash your own clothes." Chen Xiaomei's expression was no less than that of someone who had just discovered a new world. "Have you been possessed by the Snail Girl?"

"Yes, yes, a snail girl with severe mysophobia forced me to help him wash clothes." Yu Xiang responded perfunctorily and quickly went upstairs again.

He took the clothes and laundry tools back to the balcony of his room, put the clothes in the basin, and put it under the faucet to collect water. At the same time, he turned his head and glanced resentfully at Jiang Ci who was standing on the opposite balcony.

This snail girl not only forced him to wash clothes, but even stood on the balcony to supervise him in order to prevent him from using the washing machine.

Yu Xiang pouted in dissatisfaction, and rubbed the school uniform in the basin frantically as if it were Jiang Ci's face.

Jiang Ci reminded him at the right time: "You didn't put in any laundry detergent."

Yu Xiang froze while rubbing the clothes, then calmly picked up the detergent and poured it in: "Of course I know, I just let the clothes soak thoroughly with water first."

"Really? I thought you were rubbing that dress as if it were me in revenge."

You know all this!

Yu Xiang gritted his teeth and rubbed harder.

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The author has something to say: I am too sleepy and haven’t caught any bugs yet. I will catch them later.