Nonlinear Love

Probably completely misled by this person, Su Lian shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, bent down and took out a medicine box from the small drawer next to him.

He put the cotton swab and iodophor on the table, and poked his hand: "Come here and help you disinfect it."

Obediently stretched out the back of his hand, Chi Wang stared at his skillful movements, and sighed leisurely: "Sometimes I wonder, have you really been a doctor, and your movements are so skilled."

This man's eyes were too sharp. Su Lian paused before continuing to apply the medicine with a cotton swab, and said in a low voice, "Where am I going to be a doctor? Will they accept it?"

"Yeah, I just find it strange. You're obviously a high school student of the same age, but you always feel like you've been through a lot."

Chi Wang raised his eyes, stared into his eyes seriously, and said, "If you have a chance in the future, tell me little by little about the things you don't want to say, okay?"

I didn't ask before because of the scale. Now that I mention it, I want to share.

He hoped that Su Lian would be happy, instead of being shrouded in an invisible sadness all year round, always preoccupied.

Su Lian paused for a few seconds, then threw the cotton swab into the trash can next to him, and said, "Well, there will be a chance."

"Okay, I'll wait." Chi Yan smiled and took the initiative to take out the pile of review materials from the bag and arranged a row like a stall.

Fingertips swiped one by one, his expression gradually painful: "Which department is Lin Xing today? Is it Ying Guiren, Yu Guifei, or Queen Count?"

Su Lian was amused: "Mathematics, you can memorize Chinese and English by yourself."

"Okay, you have the final say." Chi arrogantly spread out his birthday present, held a pen in his hand, and started today's painful quiz.

Just thinking about having Su Lian by his side, it seems that time has become less difficult.

It was almost noon when there was a knock on the door outside, Su Huasheng said across the door, "The meal is ready, continue after dinner."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Su Lian replied.

Chi Yan stopped writing, moved his sore wrist, and stretched his back.

Staring at the dense handwriting on several pages, he said to himself, "I think I can improve by a hundred this time."

Su Lian clicked on the thick pile of exercises and sneered: "Do you think it's easy to make progress? The more you get to the front, the harder it is to surpass."

"So is there a reward this time? If you improve by 200, you will be your boyfriend?" Chi Wang tilted his head and asked with a smile.

Su Lian quickly reached out to cover his mouth, carefully glanced outside the door, and after confirming that Su Huasheng was not there, he said, "Can you not put these three words on your mouth?"

"Isn't it enough to be addicted to the mouth?" Chi Wang moved his lips slightly, and when he opened and closed, he touched the palm of his hand.

Su Lian couldn't help it, his fingertips tightened, and he pinched his cheek: "Besides, eat."

It's just been a night, and it seems to have loosened up a bit. Chi Wang stared at the back of the person who was leaving quickly, and raised the corner of his lips slightly.

With such a hard-spoken and soft-hearted character like Su Lian, it won't be long before he will slowly be caught by himself, and then he will never be able to escape.

Just thinking about it makes the future look very bright.

At the dinner table, Su Huasheng randomly found a topic: "How many months is Xiaochi older than our little Su?"

"Yes, it just happened to be my birthday yesterday." Chi Wang put away his usual rambling, sitting upright, holding his rice bowl and talking.

Su Huasheng nodded and said slowly, "Then you are the elder brother."

This title made Chi Huang very happy: "Well, but he refused to call me Brother Chi."

He opened his mouth and complained again, Su Lian pinched him under the dining table, reminding people to pay attention.

Chi Wang endured the pain and continued to talk nonsense: "I will take good care of Su Lian's younger brother at school, don't worry."

"Xiao Su didn't have any friends before, so it's rare for one to get closer. I'm quite happy, and I'm relieved." Su Huasheng raised his hand and took a piece of meat and put it in the bowl of Chili, motioning to eat more.

This is a little guilty, and Chi Wangxin said that he not only wanted to take care of him, but also wanted to go further and fall in love.

He took the bowl and nodded vaguely: "He has a lot of friends now, and he has a good relationship with a few roommates."

Su Lian nodded in agreement: "That's right, he's not the only one, everyone gets along very well."

"But I have the best relationship among all of them." Chi Huang was displeased and deliberately adjusted.

The master of contemporary sketching is relentlessly online again.

Su Lian felt that it was impossible to eat this meal properly, so he signaled people to shut up with fierce eyes and eat quickly.

Receiving the warning, Chi Li pursed his lips lightly, swallowed the rest of the words, and winked at him a little weakly.

Su Huasheng saw the expressions on the interaction between the two, and slowly fell into thought.

Is it because he can't keep up with the cháo flow or what, do high school boys get along with so many little things now?

It's because he thinks too much, it shouldn't be.

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Autumn in Wucheng is so short that there is no tail in the blink of an eye. It is obviously only the end of November, and there is already a smell of winter.

The students collectively changed into their winter school uniforms, which were wrapped in a thick layer, and even the breath they exhaled was a cloud of white mist that could not be dispersed.

It was probably because of the long-term freezing during the few years in the capital that Su Lian was a little afraid of the cold, so he added a thin sweater to the school uniform, wrapping himself tightly from the inside out.

A few days of review time passed in a flash, and under the supervision of Su Lian, Chi Huang abruptly completed several sets of simulated real questions.