reason
Qi Wuchen seriously suspected that Qi Chiyue's words last night were a hint of today's shock.
Not long after he arrived in the classroom, his deskmate stuffed something into his drawer.
After Qi Wuchen groped around inside the table out of curiosity, all his morning sleepiness disappeared instantly.
He stuffed his phone in and looked at Ling Jianghan in confusion: "Why is it here with you?"
Ling Jianghan didn't look at him. His eyes were fixed on the vocabulary book on the table. His tone was as calm as if he had just helped him find a dollar. "I told Xiao Jiang that the phone was mine, and then shamelessly asked her to return it."
After listening to this, Qi Wuchen was silent for a while before saying, "It's more than just being shameless, right?"
Jiang Ning is not someone who will compromise just by being pestered.
Sure enough, the next moment he heard Jiang Han say, "Promise her that she will get a 99 on the math test next time."
"How difficult is this?" Qi Wuchen put his hand on his shoulder with ease, as if it were a trivial matter. "Don't worry, just leave it to me."
"Can you have a sense of crisis?" Jiang Han was almost laughing at his anger. He finally raised his head and stared at him, tapping the vocabulary book with his slender fingers. "My math score of 99 is harder than your English score of 99. Can you help me steal or rob the extra 33 points?"
"Of course I'm helping you with your studies," Qi Wuchen looked at him seriously. "As long as you're willing, I can even let you get in with a score of 150, not to mention 99."
"Go away," Ling Jianghan slapped the hand on his shoulder and turned back to his book: "Why are you making such nonsense in broad daylight?"
Isn't it just empty talk? Getting high scores in math is not something he can achieve just because he wants to.
He was still muttering to himself, while Qi Wuchen over there was already a little distracted.
Even with Qi Wuchen's experience of two lifetimes, he couldn't guess why Jiang Han went to so much trouble to get his phone back.
Ling Jianghan is a warm-hearted person, always like that, but still like that. You think you have a good relationship with him, but in reality, he might not care about you at all. In his eyes, you are just a stranger who can be called by name.
Some people might think that Ling Jianghan acted like this because he treated himself as a good friend, but Qi Wuchen would also wonder if Ling Jianghan acted like this to draw a line between them - to repay Qi Wuchen for the favor he had done for helping him deal with Ling Yiyan and for the extra 30 points he got in math on this monthly exam.
After all, in his memory, Ling Jianghan would never do something meaningless - for example, in his previous life, this person once ignored him for a whole day and night in order to make a box of spices.
At that time, Qi Wuchen kept asking for the reason, which made Jiang Han say that this spice can be used to help sleep on a daily basis, but when combined with a few medicinal herbs, it can have the effect of taking a person's life.
Qi Wuchen thought that this man was going to murder her husband, so Jiang Han explained to him that this was just for emergency use.
He was just thinking about it when his right shoulder suddenly sank. Sheng Yao's voice rang in his ears at an inopportune time: "Brother Chen, how are you planning to celebrate your birthday this year? The brothers will plan something for you in advance."
Qi Wuchen slapped the elbow off his shoulder and said helplessly, "My birthday is on Monday this year, what's the point of making plans?"
"Celebrate it in advance," Sheng Yao was already used to his casual and laid-back nature, so he didn't feel disappointed when he said that. "Then we'll celebrate your birthday on Saturday night."
"On that day, we can just go out for a meal together." Qi Wuchen thought for a moment and then said, "I'll invite my grandmother and the others as well."
Sheng Yao knew that Qi Wuchen didn't have a good relationship with his father, so he asked tentatively, "So...where's your father?"
"He doesn't need it." Qi Wuchen said without hesitation: "You don't need to see him recently."
When Ling Jianghan heard this, he looked in his direction.
But he didn't say anything.
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When Ling Jianghan returned home in the evening, he received a message from Qi Chiyue just after he finished blowing his hair.
Chiyue: [Handsome boy, Wuchen's birthday is coming up soon. Why don't you come over for dinner?]
Ling Jianghan was about to type a rejection, but another message popped up on the screen: [You can bring Chuyi as well. Xiaoyun and Aunt Yun will love it.]
Jiang Han's finger, which was about to click send, suddenly stopped.
After the college entrance examination, I will go my separate ways with Qi Wuchen and the others. What’s the big deal if we have more interactions now?
They say all good things must come to an end, so what's the harm in having one more meal before it ends?
Ling Jianghan deleted the “No thanks” he had typed and replied “OK”.
Qi Chiyue on the other side seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, and immediately replied: [Then we'll see you next month. You must come with Wuchen then.]
L: [Okay.]
Ling Jianghan put down his phone and prepared to do the laundry.
Little did he know that Qi Wuchen on the balcony was also replying to Qi Chiyue's message.
Qi Chiyue sent Qi Wuchen a screenshot of the chat, which was exactly what she had just said to Ling Jianghan.
Then he sent another message: [I have sent the message, but I don’t know if he will change his mind at the last minute.]
Qi Wuchen was very satisfied and typed back: [It’s okay, this is enough.]
[By the way,] Qi Chiyue said over there: [He asked me about your birthday before.]
Qi Wuchen was a little surprised: [Why is he asking this? ]
[I think I want to prepare a birthday present for you. 】
Birthday present?
Qi Wuchenxin said that there was no need to prepare any gifts, as long as Jiang Han was present.
He thought so, but when the day really came, he was unhappy.
On the evening of the dinner, Yun Min handed all the gifts from Qi Zhinian to him.
But the only one he didn't receive was from Ling Jianghan.
In the bedroom, Qi Wuchen lay listlessly on the table and asked Qi Chiyue on the other end of the phone: "Do I have no chance? He didn't even prepare a birthday present for me."
"There's a lot of time to come," Qi Chiyue consoled him while choosing a lipstick on her phone. "Aren't you and him deskmates? There are plenty of opportunities."
He didn't know if his sister really had the ability to predict things, but Qi Wuchen actually got a surprise the next morning.
Of course, to say it was frightening is no exaggeration.
During morning self-study, Ling Jianghan handed him a thick English exercise book.
"I bought this for you yesterday," Jiang Han said calmly under Qi Wuchen's suspicious gaze, saying something that hit him right in the head: "As your birthday present."
Qi Wuchen: “…”
?
Should he cry or laugh now?
Qi Wuchen wailed silently in his heart for a long time, and finally forced himself to say thank you.
Seeing that he was quite satisfied with the gift, Jiang Han turned around and continued to memorize words.
After Qi Wuchen put away the birthday gift, he quietly took out his cell phone from the drawer.
Half a minute later, a long string of "hahahaha" popped up on Qi Wuchen's phone screen.
Then, Qi Chiyue regained some conscience and sent him a message to comfort him: [Don't be sad or angry, after all, it's not like I didn't show any appreciation.]
Qi Wuchen was about to type something to express his complicated feelings when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the English teacher who had come in at some point and had already gotten down from the podium. He was now only three or five steps away from them.
Seeing that the teacher was about to come to them, Qi Wuchen immediately sat up straight and stretched out his hand to put the cell phone into Ling Jianghan's drawer.
As a result, it bumped into something in the drawer and didn't fit in, making a quiet muffled sound.
"?"
Jiang Han lowered his head upon hearing the voice and saw the hand that looked like a headless fly.
He forced himself to suppress his smile as he helped put the phone in. Just as he was about to put it in, he saw the English teacher walk up to Qi Wuchen and tap him on the shoulder: "If you feel sleepy, stand up. Don't doze off with your head down."
"Okay, teacher." Qi Wuchen stood up quickly after saying that. He clearly didn't look sleepy at all.
The teacher stared at him for a long time, then nodded with satisfaction and left.
After he left, Qi Wuchen, who was standing next to Jiang Han, stood up and bent over to see what was in his deskmate's drawer.
He saw books neatly arranged on the right side of the drawer, some snacks neatly arranged on the left side, and his cell phone was buried under those snacks.
After reading it, Qi Wuchen stood up and gently touched Ling Jianghan, who had been secretly laughing for a long time: "If it's funny, then laugh."
I don’t know if it’s funny or not, but Sheng Yao and Hu Chen came up to me during morning self-study.
Sheng Yao, enjoying the fun, raised his eyebrows at Qi Wuchen with a playful smile and asked, "Brother Chen, what did you do just now?"
Qi Wuchen didn't say anything, but glared at him lightly.
Sheng Yao knew when to stop. He cleared his throat, clung to Qi Wuchen's shoulder, and leaned his head towards Ling Jianghan. "Jianghan, when is your birthday? Let's go out for a nice meal then."
"Double Eleven." Qi Wuchen moved his head away: "Why do you think about celebrating other people's birthdays all day long?"
Unexpectedly, the usually quiet Hu Chen suddenly pointed at Ling Jianghan and asked, "Then how do you know when his birthday is?"
Qi Wuchen: “.”
"Yeah," Ling Jianghan, who was standing beside him, pretended to be surprised and asked, "How did you know my birthday?"
Qi Wuchen: “…”
Do you believe me when I say I haven't forgotten everything?
"Zhou Yuyi," he was silent for a long time, and finally gave a half-truthful answer amid the noisy voices. His tone and expression were as helpless as they could be: "Zhou Yuyi said so."
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