sinovels Chapter 51 Double Bay-7
Chapter 51 Double Bay-7
There was no class the next morning, so Ji Sumian sat by the bed, dangling her legs to settle accounts with Zhong Lei.
"Look, 85 stays with me for two days, so 92 should add another 7 days, right?"
"This calculation is unreasonable. You think, 85 two days, an average of 42.5 points per day, then you get 7 extra points, which is one-sixth of a day, 4 hours."
"Well, since the two of us didn't discuss the algorithm before, let's take a step back and divide 7 days plus 4 hours by 2, 4 days."
"3 days."
"Deal! Hey, weekends don't count. You were meant to be with me on weekends. If you didn't come back one day last week, add another day."
Zhong Lei wanted to laugh: "Okay."
"Then let's do the math again, twice last night, once this morning, three times a day, the extra four days is twelve times, right?"
"Hey, wait a minute! It can't be like this. Is it legal for you to use test scores to make this kind of transaction? Even if it is legal, this matter is not respectful enough for me, er, not for you, for both of us."
Ji Sumian was overjoyed: "Hahaha Brother Lei teased you so funny, you were incoherent just now!"
"It's still making trouble! I'll be serious if I make trouble again, who just said that it can't be done?"
"I, I, I, I don't dare anymore. But brother Lei, I have a paper due in the eighth week..."
"Then let's sign the contract, write down the number of days corresponding to the score, and sign it!"
Zhong Lei is not so fussy, there is no account to settle the matter of love, and he is naturally reluctant to part with Ji Sumian, but he is really busy with work, and he really doesn't want to disturb his study.
But that didn't stop him from preparing surprises.
Another two weeks later, Zhong Lei left work early to buy some ingredients, went home to stew pork knuckles in sauce, and marinated a pot of duck parts to bring to his boyfriend.Ji Sumian was almost tormented by the school cafeteria into hallucinations. One night, he dreamed of celebrating the New Year in a tavern, and woke up before the dishes on the table could be eaten. , but today, before Ji Sumian saw the finished product, the smell from the kitchen summoned Uncle Qi first.
After tasting the hot elbow, Uncle Qi almost burst into tears: "Mr. Zhong, it's so delicious. If the master is still here, he must like it very much."
"Do you like it? If there is anything else you want to eat, I will make it next time. Just order it."
"Oh, you are all busy, don't bother, but the master has said many times that Su Ji's food is not good, and it should get better in the future, right?"
"That's right, Uncle Qi, if you give me a little more time, it will definitely be different! Then you can try it for Grandpa."
After calculating the end of get out of class time, Zhong Lei sat in the school coffee shop and waited for Ji Sumian.
ZL: Is get out of class over?How about dinner?
Aiden: I made an appointment with my classmates to eat beef noodles, and then do group homework together. It will probably be very late.
ZL: Good.
He went back to the hotel and put the lunch box he brought into the refrigerator. Fortunately, the food made today will not taste bad even if it is hot. .
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ji Sumian hadn't come back yet, so he was a little puzzled.
ZL: Did you go back to the hotel?give you a call?
"Brother Lei, I'm staying overnight in the library today." Ji Sumian called first.
"All night? Why all night? Didn't you say yesterday that you've almost finished writing?"
"The classmates in the group are all there, so I'm too embarrassed to run away. Anyway, I can edit the PPT again after editing together. Besides, I drank a cup of triple-strength coffee for dinner, and they just fed me a can of V. Really, I am so energetic that my eyes are green at the moment."
Zhong Lei heard his exaggerated description and asked with a smile: "As for?"
"Of course, you don't know that your heart is beating right now. It's as fast as the first time I recognized you in the airport parking lot. Oh no, it's the same as the first time you kissed me on the stairs. Oh no, it should be said that you are kissing me on the stairs. Do it with you..."
"It's alright, alright, alright!" Zhong Lei was choked by him, and he coughed a few times to stop him.
The tone on the other end of the phone was sly and unkind: "Brother Lei, are you blushing again?"
Zhong Lei gulped air, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was unwilling to be teased by words all the time:
"Of course." He deliberately lowered his voice.
"The ears are red too,
The neck is also red,
My heart beats fast,
miss you,
I miss you every time you fly to me,
I want you to untie my watch with your mouth,
I want your hand to touch me,
Can not resist,
My heart aches just thinking about it..."
Every time he said a few words, he deliberately made a very dull breathing sound, pausing for a little longer than the normal speech rate, as if he was slowly tasting a glass of fine wine, and also like a sea monster with a charming singing voice, which was breathtaking.
Ji Sumian was so tickled by his voice, this ASMR drilled into his ears without warning, the itchy and numb feeling started from the brain, stroked the back along the neck, and extended to his His waist and legs were almost unsteady, he hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, brother Lei, I was wrong, I dare not tease you anymore, you made my legs go weak..."
"Go and study, young master!"
Ji Sumian took a few breaths of the night wind at the entrance of the library to suppress the restlessness in his heart. Brother Lei really deserves to have written lyrics. At critical moments, chocolate shops in the southern hemisphere are not as attractive or sweet as him.
Zhong Lei waited for his lover at five o'clock in the morning.
At first, Ji Sumian was a little unbelievable, but after confirming that the person lying on the bed was indeed the person he thought, he immediately threw away the bag, jumped on the bed, hugged Zhong Lei's head, and didn't know where to start kissing.
"Why did you come here? When did you come? Why didn't you say anything? Did you do it on purpose last night?"
Before Zhong Lei was fully awake, and he didn't want to open his eyes, he grabbed Ji Sumian carelessly and stuffed him under the quilt.
"Don't, don't, Brother Lei, I smell like a library, let me take a shower first."
Holding him tighter, Zhong Lei said vaguely: "Smell it for me, what does the library smell like..."
"Oh, you go to bed first, I'll be right back."
Ji Sumian was a little annoyed. He knew that he would not go to the library last night. When he thought of Zhong Lei waiting for him here all night, he felt that he had missed a good dream.
Coming out of the bathroom, Ji Sumian climbed onto the bed covered in steaming steam. Zhong Lei had already woken up, and stretched out his hands to greet him. He was a little annoyed, and he lifted the quilt with a big movement, a little angry, Sitting on Zhong Lei, he asked: "Is there anyone who surprises people like you! If I don't come back early, will you leave?"
"Move forward, what will you do after sitting down?" Zhong Lei smiled, put his arms around his waist, and dragged him in front of him, "Why come back at this hour?"
"The library started cleaning at 04:30, and the giant vacuum cleaner was so loud that it felt like my brain could be sucked in."
"are you hungry?"
"Fortunately, I ate some small cakes in the middle of the night."
"There are sauced elbows and braised duck in the refrigerator."
"Ah?!" Ji Sumian's already subdued anger rose again, "You didn't call me when you brought delicious food! I don't even want to talk to you! Why is this, you know that I—"
Zhong Lei didn't wait for him to finish, turned over and pressed him under him: "Shhh--don't bark, play for a while before eating, I guarantee it will taste the same as just out of the pot..."
The person he wanted came to see him with what he wanted to eat, Ji Sumian didn't say anything, his heart fluttered, his whole body trembled slightly with joy and pleasure, and finally the dust settled and he became calm again An Ning, he was extremely tired, hugging Zhong Lei's arm tightly, muttering "Brother Lei, don't go, don't go while I sleep", and fell into a deep sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhong Lei's arms were still bound with hands and feet. He blinked, and Zhong Lei understood: "Don't go, stay with you for a few more days."
"Really?"
"Really. You have heard, too, that the board of directors is going to be held."
"Well, I received a group email."
"This time we are going to discuss whether to continue to apply for the gambling license, and the restaurant chain. It is estimated that there will be another bloody storm. Chen Jialan asked me to accompany you for a few days."
Ji Sumian could hear the hesitation in his tone: "What? Will there be any trouble?"
"Prepare for a rainy day, it may not be dangerous, I'm afraid some people will disturb you."
Ji Sumian smiled wryly: "Brother Lei, we live in a hotel under the group, isn't it too easy for them to find me?"
"The name registered in the system for this room is neither you nor me."
"Huh? Whose?"
"Li Chengyan."
"Ah? You are really cautious to use a name that is about the same age as me. But Chengyan himself doesn't know, is this okay?"
"It doesn't matter, it's just that he may somehow become a VIP customer of our hotel from now on."
Ji Sumian smiled, and then thought of something: "Then will they... Forget it, I have authorized it to go out, and they don't care if they say nothing."
"It's okay, don't read the economic news, don't ask anything, go to school."
He now fully understands Zhong Lei's dedication to his study: "Brother Lei, it's great to go to school. Hard work in other things may not necessarily yield results, but you can see it if you study hard. And the school environment is really much simpler. Yes, the teachers are nice, the classmates are nice, and even the cafeteria is not so unbearable."
Zhong Lei nodded, he suddenly remembered the cafe yesterday afternoon.
Zhong Lei has been visiting large and small Chinese restaurants recently. Not only did he eat a lot of food, he also learned a lot of Cantonese. He ordered a drink and sat down. Two Cantonese students, a man and a woman, were chatting at the next table. Listening carefully, but they mentioned a name.
"Then you said last time the ghost helped Aiden correct his homework, did you want to fuck him?"
"Ghost is gay?"
"Aiden is. I once saw him walking with a man in Town Hall. The man was tall and held his hand. I couldn't tell whether it was a Chinese or a ghost behind him. Anyway, it must be a couple."
"Ugh, that's disgusting."
"It's disgusting, Aiden is pretty handsome, but why the ghost treats him so well for no reason, there must be a problem."
Thinking of this, he asked Ji Sumian: "Did someone bully you at school?"
Ji Sumian smiled: "You are asking this question, as if I went to kindergarten on the first day, everyone is an adult, I am two or three years older than my classmates, how could someone bully me."
"It can't be called bullying, it's just... deliberately targeting you?"
Ji Sumian pondered for a moment, as if recalling a long-ago event: "Oh, it seems that there was a group assignment last semester, and I was in a group with two other Chinese students and a local. The group meeting discussed it, but they didn't know whether it was on purpose or not, they didn't email me, I missed the first meeting, and they threw me all the parts they didn't want to write. Those two people are obviously on good terms , I usually like to speak Cantonese, so I don’t pay much attention to me.”
"and then?"
"I didn't think there was any problem. Later, the Australian in the group asked me if I offended them, because I didn't come to the first meeting. They discussed that they would deduct a little from my score and share it equally with the three of them. Later It was the Australian brother who was more kind and refused, and I told him that I had never received an email informing him of the meeting, so he knew what was going on."
"Oh, on the contrary, foreigners are more practical."
"Yes, there is no distinction between good character and nationality. The Australian guy is really good. He said that if I can't finish writing, he can help me write. After all, he has a good command of English, and he can also be responsible for revising the grammar and wording of the full text. Later, we will have a meeting Discussing the first draft, it turned out that what I wrote did not need to be revised, neither of them were very good at it.”
"So those two people can't understand you and the Australian brother?"
"That's right, they were only rude to me at first, and then even my little brother didn't pay much attention to me. But they didn't want to have any communication with them. Oh, let's not talk about it, this kind of embarrassing thing happens in every school , Sometimes the people who should be most vigilant are the compatriots, and they are the ones who make trouble behind the scenes."
"The Chinese are also strange. Whenever there is hatred between the country and the family, they will unite unprecedentedly, and fight against each other in private."
"Yeah, internally and externally are different. One day I could hold hands with you and shout that the Diaoyu Islands belong to China, but in the blink of an eye I can intentionally cheat you for points. It's quite funny."