The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

Chapter 37 – Handwriting

“You said it was from me?”

Yan Ci looked at him inexplicably, always feeling that something was wrong.

“Since you don’t want to disturb his life, then it’s fine if you don’t give it away. Why bother, you still have to say that it was given by me or someone else.”

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are really sharp.

Xia Zhinian’s upper body was pressed against Yan Ci’s chest, and he swallowed nervously. Through the thin fabric, he didn’t know whether it was his heart beating fast or Yan Ci nearby.

He clenched his fingers, thinking wildly in his head.

“Still, let’s send it.”

His almond eyes were round and dim, and he wanted to look at his face, but in the awkward posture, he could only see a sharp chin and neck.

As long as Yan Ci does not say that he sent it, even if Chu Qingjian guessed that it might have something to do with him, but he wrote the love letter in his normal handwriting. Year” put aside the relationship.

If the protagonist Gong feels that the love writing is good, then the only people he can think of are… the protagonist Shou, Yan Ci.

It doesn’t necessarily work, but it’s better to try than to do nothing.

The corners of Xia Zhinian’s lips curled up, and he whispered, “Give it up, just in case it happens.”

Yan Ci: “…”

“obedient.”

Yan Ci twitched at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to touch the boy’s furry head, his voice was soft and gentle like a stream of spring water, he lowered his head and approached, “So you still don’t give up, do you?”

Xia Zhinian: “!”

Xia Zhinian’s heart skipped a beat, and he was caught off guard by the warm palm brushing against the back of his neck, his whole body trembled, his body tensed suddenly, and his body became stiff.

“You go see him off, I, I won’t get close, and I won’t… touch him.”

Xia Zhinian thought about the reason why Yan Ci didn’t let him get close to Chu Qingjian, his curled eyelashes trembled slightly, he clenched his palms tightly, stumbled and bit his lips and said in shame, “I won’t…”

“Won’t stain your medicine…”

“…medicine?”

Yan Ci was stunned for a moment.

Then unexpectedly, his expression suddenly darkened, his face turned cold, he raised his hand and pulled him up, staring at those clear almond eyes, his voice was soft but the listener trembled.

“You think so?”

He thought it was just because of the medicine?

This is true of what he said before, but the rice cake dumpling really didn’t think about anything else?

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, staring at the slightly confused young man with coldness in his eyes.

Xia Zhinian was a little dizzy, he didn’t quite understand what he meant, so he was stunned for a while.

“What do I think?”

What about the black sesame glutinous rice balls?

Yan Ci looked into his amber clear and clean eyes, the bewilderment inside was clearly visible, he pursed his lips tightly, and forced himself to calm down for a while, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the thin scars at the end of his eyes were stained with coldness.

“I can deliver it for you, but it’s something I don’t want to do.”

“You want me to help you, yes, but have you… thought about the price?”

Xia Zhinian’s eyes drifted to the direction of Chu Qingjian, thinking about the Xia family who thought they were reunited, thinking about the broken emotional line and the identity of the body that did not belong to him, he gritted his teeth, and his clear and soft voice revealed a bit of stubbornness .

“you decide.”

Yan Ci’s eyes were dark, and his smile was soft, a little scary.

“…it is good.”

Yan Ci only agreed, but did not say what the price would be.

During the class break, Xia Zhinian rubbed his stomach, maybe because he ate too much barbecue and added a lot of chili powder, the food was spicy and irritating, heavy oil and salt, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to cover it.

Chu Qingjian played with his mobile phone on the seat, Xia Zhinian stepped on the horizontal bar of the stool, held his stomach with one hand, knocked on the table of the person next to him with the other hand, lowered his voice, and looked at him expectantly with round eyes.

“Quickly, send it.”

Yan Ci stared at him, frowned slightly, feeling more and more inexplicable, and his voice was low.

“You want me to send it in front of him?”

Xia Zhinian: “??”

“Of course.”

Xia Zhinian nodded affirmatively, “Otherwise, if you send it quietly, and there is no signature on the letter, this love letter is not written in vain.”

“I gave it to him, but if I don’t tell him that you gave it, it’s not the same for you, it’s nothing?” Yan Ci raised his eyebrows.

“It’s different.”

Xia Zhinian smiled, his almond eyes curled up, “Brother Chu you gave me might open it to take a look, as long as I read it, it won’t count my efforts in vain.”

Yan Ci’s dark and deep eyes looked straight at him, as if trying to see through his brain through his body, staring into his eyes for a moment.

Xia Zhinian felt slightly guilty when he saw him, and he stood firm and did not flinch.

For a moment, Yan Ci’s eyes moved down slowly, passing over his body inch by inch, staying on his abdomen and the arms in front of his waist, and asked without warning: “Stomach pain?”

Xia Zhinian: “??”

Xia Zhinian couldn’t recover from the change of the topic, he was stunned for a moment, clutching his stomach, “A little bit, it’s okay, you go quickly.”

Yan Ci carelessly bent his lips, put away the envelope of the love letter, and said in a loose and cool voice, “No rush.”

He stood up.

Xia Zhinian looked up at him, eager to urge him, but suddenly he was grabbed by the arm, and a strong force came, pulling the whole person up, staggering forward.

Yan Ci wrapped his arms around his waist to stabilize the boy in his arms, and with a little force with one hand, he lifted him up.

“!!”

Xia Zhinian’s feet were hanging in the air, and the only support point was the arms on his waist. With his eyes wide open, he instinctively wanted to jump while grabbing his clothes, “Yan Ci, what are you doing, let go.”

Yan Ci smiled gently and hooked the corners of his lips, and his voice was clear.

“Student Xia, the wound on my right arm has just scabbed over. You don’t want to crack it again, do you?”

Xia Zhinian: “??!”

Xia Zhinian’s strength weakened in an instant, and he froze like a kitten who was strangled by the back of the neck. He stared at him closely with almond-shaped eyes, his heart beating wildly, “What are you going to do? This is the price?”

Yan Ci smiled politely, with a gentle voice, “Student Xia is worrying too much, this is where I am.”

“I haven’t touched you yet, how could it be the price.”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Yan Ci held the young man with one hand, and casually stopped a classmate next to him, asking Lao Qin to ask for leave.

Out of the teaching building, Xia Zhinian didn’t know where he was going to get himself, he swayed his legs twice, muttered in a low voice with a wrinkled face, “Let go of me, I won’t run away, just tell me where you’re going, don’t Open up the wound.”

“Also, when will you send the love letter?”

Yan Ci snorted lightly, unhurriedly, let go of him a little, but still walked forward half-confined.

“What’s the rush? Student Xia has liked others for so long, and it’s not too late. Let’s take care of yourself first.”

Xia Zhinian paused for a moment, looked up at him in a daze, then looked down at his cramped stomach, pursed his lips slightly, and said nothing.

Yan Ci took him back to the dormitory.

He originally wanted to take it to the infirmary, but thinking about the teenager’s resistance to places like hospitals, he changed his mind and took it back directly, letting him lie down and sleep.

Yan Ci was worried about his stomachache, and Xia Zhinian knew his good intentions, but even because of the specific medicine, such attention made him a little at a loss.

As if he was not good at accepting other people’s kindness, the young man was a little embarrassed, sitting at the table with his amber eyes wide open, looking at him dangling eagerly.

Yan Ci poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table, looked down at him, and chuckled.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Student Xia is waiting for me to serve you to bed?”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Xia Zhinian’s ears felt hot, she didn’t want to answer his nonsense, she tugged at the hem of her clothes, and asked him in a soft voice.

“Would you, would you… touch it?”

Yan Ci smiled, and said politely: “Student Xia, the price for sending you a love letter is not as simple as touching it.”

“no.”

Xia Zhinian’s eyes wandered, and he spoke slowly, “I mean, it’s about my stomach hurting.”

Although he didn’t think it was too serious, Yan Ci brought him back to the dormitory, which was kind of kind, he…

Xia Zhinian lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covered his pupils, blocking the emotions inside.

“…Touch it?”

Yan Ci looked at the young man, stared at him for a long while with bottomless black eyes, and suddenly called him in a low voice.

“Xia Zhinian.”

Xia Zhinian raised his head and met those dark eyes. The small dormitory was very quiet, and Yan Ci’s voice was exceptionally clear, deep and pleasant, piercing straight into his heart.

“You seem to regard yourself as a bargaining chip for trading.”

Yan Ci watched him.

“what?”

Xia Zhinian paused, tilted his head, his face was calm and quiet, his amber eyes were like transparent and cold glass, and he did not refute.

…The deal between medicine and patients should be like this, is there anything wrong?

Everyone takes what they need.

Yan Ci stared at him for a moment, then sighed softly, brushing his palm over his head with a soft voice.

“Don’t touch, go to sleep.”

Xia Zhinian lay down on his shoulders, he was a little puzzled, such a good opportunity came to his door, black sesame glutinous rice balls… don’t want it?

weird.

Xia Zhinian stayed in Yan Ci’s dormitory all afternoon, and went back at night. Early the next morning, someone shouted in front of the classroom.

“Xia Zhinian, Lao Qin is looking for you.”

Xia Zhinian: “??”

Teacher Qin?

Xia Zhinian got up and went to the office in doubt. Lao Qin was sitting in his seat, and when he heard the movement, he smiled and turned around, revealing another chair by the blocked desk, and beckoning to him.

“Xiao Xia, come quickly.”

Xiao Xia: “…”

Xiao Xia looked at the chair and had a bad premonition for no reason.

“Teacher, what’s the matter?”

Sure enough, Lao Qin greeted him to sit down, took out a small handful of candy and put it on the table, smiling and squinting as if talking about the infinite time of life.

“Xiao Xia, why haven’t you done your homework recently?”

“Didn’t I copy Yan Ci before, it’s pretty good.”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Is it good to copy homework?

Xia Zhi was old, and smiled coyly, “Teacher, I…”

He wanted to say that you don’t care if he can’t learn, but he couldn’t say it to a teacher who was so persistent in trying to get his students to learn.

Old Qin’s sharp eyes noticed that he was feeling sorry, so he immediately seized the opportunity and sighed, “Xiao Xia, the teacher is really worried about you in this situation.”

“Xiao Xia, look, the final exam is about to come, you can’t just write the exam, right? In that case, your family will be worried about you.”

“Xiao Xia, even if you don’t take the college entrance examination and go abroad directly, you still have to learn English, right?”

“You still need to learn more at ordinary times. Don’t be afraid if you can’t keep up, Xiaoxia. The teachers will help you, and your deskmate will help you too.”

Old Qin Xiaozhi talked a lot quickly with reason and emotion, without giving Xiao Xia a chance to interrupt at all, then quickly took out two notebooks and put them in front of him, smiling kindly.

“Come on, come on, first copy Yan Ci’s math homework yesterday, put aside whether you understand it or not, it’s good if you can write it.”

“Come on, copy.”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Xia Zhinian couldn’t get in a word, so he swallowed hard, with a stiff expression, feeling that the stool under his **** was very piercing, and couldn’t wait to slip away, “Teacher, class is about to start, I’ll—”

“Hey, I told your teacher, it’s okay, you can write in the office, and then go back after finishing, otherwise you will be playing with your phone to sleep when you go back.”

“In the future, if I don’t write my homework at night, I will come to the office to copy it during the day.”

“Don’t worry, the class leader will help you make up the missed classes.”

“The monitor is very dedicated.”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Guys, write every day?

This is a big trouble QAQ.

Xia Zhinian felt sad, looked at the homework on the table in front of him, the class bell had already rang, and Lao Qin had no class, so he sat on the side and looked at him happily and smiled.

…It is estimated that I will not be able to leave for a while.

Xia Zhinian took a deep breath, slowly opened the homework book, and then slowly opened the blank book beside it.

Lao Qin seemed to be encouraging a three-year-old child, “Xiao Xia is really good, come here, take a pen and a pen.”

Xiao·Not bad·Knows how to hold a pen·Xia: “…”

Xiao Xia sighed softly, resigned to her fate and picked up her homework.

Fortunately, it is mathematics, there are only a few numbers in total, and it is relatively easy to learn the original owner’s handwriting.

If I copy another language tomorrow…

Xia Zhinian was worried, thinking about what to do while writing.

Old Qin’s words reminded him that although the original owner would not survive the college entrance examination, he still had to take the final exam this time, and he couldn’t just write choices at the end of the semester.

…I still need to practice the original owner’s calligraphy suddenly.

Xia Zhinian dawdled and copied for a long time, and was finally put back by Lao Qin after three classes. When he entered the classroom, he lay down on the table physically and mentally exhausted, with his chin resting on the table and sighed faintly, as if he had lost his soul.

Zou Ziqian turned around and laughed at him, “Oh my God, in three classes, you are back at the same table, and you were left in the office to copy homework at night if you didn’t do your homework. Hahaha, you are also the head of our class.”

Yuen Long hehe, “It’s the first time I’ve met someone who is so determined not to do homework.”

“Why do you say you, Yanshen’s homework, others can’t copy it even if they want to, woo woo woo, the child is envious.”

Yan Ci came in from the outside with something in his hand. He heard this sentence as soon as he entered the door, and then the eyes of the young man lying on the table suddenly lit up.

“You want to copy? Otherwise, you can copy it for me.”

“Cough cough cough.”

Yuen Long suddenly coughed violently and kicked Xia Zhinian’s table, but in a hurry, he kicked Xia Zhinian’s calf.

“?!”

The young man let out a groan, and cried out in pain, “Brother, if you have something to say, kick it lightly.”

Yuen Long: “…”

Without warning, Xia Zhinian put a hand on his head and rubbed his head, and a clear voice sounded from behind.

“Student Xia, your elder brother is in the company, why is there another elder brother?”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Yuen Long: “…”

It’s not worthy of me.

Yuan Lang quickly turned back, Yan Ci ruffled Xia Zhinian’s hair, sat down, put the things in his hand on the table and opened them, smiling warmly.

“Student Xia copied three lessons for a math homework, which is slow enough.”

Xia Zhinian saw at a glance that what he was holding was his own homework, afraid of being spotted by the black sesame glutinous rice balls, so he sat up straight and looked at him with round eyes.

“Why is my homework here with you?”

Yan Ci’s voice was clear, “You are my helper, and you copied my homework, of course I will check.”

Xia Zhinian: “?!”

Yan Ci looked at the notebook, and hissed casually, “Isn’t there a typo, is there a trace of modification, why is there nothing handed in before?”

Xia Zhinian: “!”

Because it was professionally copied and written by others.

Xia Zhinian’s heart tightened, “It’s just a coincidence, if there is anything to check, return it to me.”

Yan Ci held his arm casually, and smiled gently, “Don’t worry if you need to check, I will return it to classmate Xia in a while.”

Xia Zhinian was a little nervous, watching him flip through the pages one by one, but fortunately he found nothing, so he returned the things to him, and handed him the Chinese homework that he had already written tonight, with a smile on his face.

“Check the language tomorrow. If you don’t write at night, you can write in the office tomorrow. Don’t forget, student Xia.”

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Oh, oh, you – uncle ah oh.

Classmate Xia gritted his teeth, looked over with fierce and round eyes, and fished back the notebook with his flat mouth.

When I go back at night, I can only find that store to copy.

But Xia Zhinian didn’t expect him to be so unlucky today.

First, he urged Yan Ci to send a love letter, and got a leisurely “don’t worry” from the other party. Then he ordered takeaway at noon. As soon as the barbecue arrived, he was forcibly taken away by Yan Ci, who was also left in the classroom, in exchange for a plain porridge.

In front of his face, he finished his barbecue slowly.

The aroma scattered, not a single one remained.

Xia Zhinian: “…”

This is not over yet. At night, he went to the calligraphy copying protection store, but the store told him that he could not help copy homework, so… no longer accept his orders? !

He found other similar shops, but when they heard that he was going to copy homework, they refused without saying a word, without any room for maneuver.

Xia Zhinian: “?!”

Xia Zhinian stood by the side of the street with a dazed expression on his face.

It’s so good, why is there no shop willing to do this business?

This…is a bit strange.

He looked at the love letter in his hand that was used as a font template, and pursed his lips. He ran all over the city but couldn’t find anyone willing to take his business, so he went back to Xia’s house helplessly, and frowned while watching the Chinese homework.

…something is not quite right.

Even if copying homework is bad behavior, but he adds so much money, just copying homework, whoever didn’t do it when he was a student, normally there will always be someone who is willing to make this money.

But…however, no store is willing to do it today.

It doesn’t make sense.

“Ding-“

The mobile phone message alert suddenly rang.

Xia Zhinian turned on the phone, and a familiar friend request popped up quickly.

[YC]: What happened to Xia’s homework? ^_^

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Xia Zhinian had a heart attack, clicked to reject.

【,】: copying.

[YC]: There are a lot of Chinese homework, please work hard^_^

Xia Zhinian: “…”

Xia Zhinian groaned and gritted his teeth, always feeling that the timing of the protagonist Shou’s appearance was ingenious, but he couldn’t think of the connection between this matter and Yan Ci, so he pursed his lips and nodded again.

This time I didn’t even write a reason for the rejection, I just didn’t want to talk to him.

Picking up the pen, sighing, and carefully writing down the first stroke in the exercise book.

Yan Ci over there looked at Blank’s refusal, curled up his lips and smiled, and Yubai touched the screen with his fingertips.

[YC]: Student Xia, I have figured out what the price will be.

It was a little late over there, so I said hello.

[YC]: Xia students don’t even ask what it is?

Xia Zhinian looked at the screen of the phone, pursed his mouth, and his heart went all out.

【,】:I also can.

…It will be all right?

Anything is fine?

Yan Ci stared at those words, reading each word over and over again, biting his back teeth together slowly, the smile on his face was slightly cold, and the thin scars at the end of his eyes were stained a bit deep.

What if he let him sleep with him.

also can?

For Chu Qingjian, so willing to do anything?

Yan Ci looked at those words, twitching the corners of his mouth, with a light and cold smile on his face.

He found the light blue envelope from the drawer, took out the letter paper inside, and acted in a dignified and dignified manner, with a kind of terrifying gentleness.

Casually took out the lighter, the boy at the table had a jade-like face, and his dark pupils were as bright and indifferent as some kind of animal.

“Click”.

The light blue letter paper was engulfed by the flames, curled and stretched a little bit.

Yan Ci smiled.

The letter paper was burnt together, and the temperature of the flame was different so that the upper and lower pages curled apart, exposing the writing inside.

Yan Ci glanced at it, caught a glimpse of something, his expression changed slightly, and he frowned and extinguished the fire on the letter.

He stretched out his hand and spread out the letter, the paper was still warm, slightly scalding his hands. A few words are burned in the first and last line, no effect.

But the words on it… are thin and handsome, with a style of their own, and the content is also soothing and slow, with a brilliant literary talent.

Xia Zhinian’s crumbling handwriting did not match her Chinese performance at all.