I won't chase you a second time

Chapter 14

During the rehearsal, the students gradually entered the arena, and the originally empty small theater gradually became noisy.

Shen Xingwen took a photo of him outside the arena. In the photo, the students queuing up to enter the arena had all lined up at the gate.

Jiang Wensong replied that there were a lot of people, and then looked up at the huge small theater, imagining the scene full of people later, and his heart that was not nervous suddenly became a little nervous, feeling like participating in sports dances before like a game.

"Ding dong." There was another brisk message tone.

[Wait for Xiao Song, brother will take a pen-hold shot for you later!Become your No.1 station brother! ]

Jiang Wensong took out his mobile phone, although he didn't quite understand what Brother Zhan meant, but he was still amused by Shen Xingwen.

Squatting in the background and talking nonsense with Shen Xingwen, Jiang Wensong put down his phone and exhaled.

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly remembered that there was still the hard fruit candy that He Mingxu gave just now in his pocket.

Jiang Wensong reopened the lid, looked at it for a while, and stuffed a white hard candy that was obviously too high in proportion into his mouth.

Mmm... lychee flavor...

Because he ate the hard candy that satisfied his taste, Jiang Wensong's mood improved a bit.

The special show started at six o'clock in the evening, and He Mingxu hadn't been seen since just now. Jiang Wensong bit the hard candy in his mouth and looked around the backstage, thinking that he must go to dinner.

Hungry, but not in the mood to eat, Jiang Wensong had no choice but to shake the fruit box and stuffed another hard candy.

This time it was purple grape flavor, Jiang Wensong played with the candy box in his hand, wondering which flavor of fruit candy was the best.

He Mingxu walked in with a bag of rice balls, and immediately saw Jiang Wensong squatting on the ground staring at the fruit candy.

He paused for a while, looked at it for a while, and walked towards Jiang Wensong again.

"Hey."

"then."

Hearing two familiar voices, as soon as he raised his head, he saw He Mingxu throwing a rice ball towards him.

Jiang Wensong hastily reached out his hand to barely catch it, holding the warm rice ball, turned his head to look at He Mingxu who walked to the side, "Thank you Brother Xu."

He Mingxu lowered his head and took a bite of the rice ball, nodded, stood aside and leaned against the wall, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of mineral water.

The two finished one rice ball, and He Mingxu tore another one out. He looked down at Jiang Wensong who was squatting on the ground eating the rice ball. He clearly took such a small bite, but his cheeks were bulging.

It looks good to pinch.

He Mingxu solved another one, and after watching Jiang Wensong finished eating, he threw another one to him like feeding him.

Jiang Wensong took the rice ball, unwrapped it neatly, took a bite, and commented: "Well, this Orleans chicken is also quite delicious."

He Mingxu hummed, looked away, looked at the purple evening sky outside the door, and silently took a few sips of mineral water.

After the last rehearsal, the two sat backstage and waited.

Jiang Wensong wiped the sweat from his palms nervously, and twisted open the candy box to taste the last taste.

"The lychee flavor is the best." With sugar in his mouth, Jiang Wensong tasted the last flavor and commented vaguely.

He Mingxu, who was standing on the side, turned his head and looked at Jiang Wensong who was eating candy with puffy cheeks.

Because he watched it for too long, Jiang Wensong felt the gaze, turned to look at He Mingxu, with sugar in his mouth, "Do you want to eat it? I have eaten it all, and the lychee flavor is the best."

He Mingxu responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Seeing that He Mingxu stuffed a lychee-flavored candy into his mouth, Jiang Wensong stared at He Mingxu as if eager to get approval, "How is it?"

"It is too sweet."

"It's okay, candies are so sweet." Jiang Wensong didn't hear the answer he wanted, and looked back and shook the candy box in his hand. The candies rolled around in the box, making muffled noises.

"Brother Xu, why don't you like eating sweet boxed candies?" Jiang Wensong suddenly thought of this question.

"Discount." He Mingxu rambled nonchalantly without blushing.

"Oh..." Jiang Wensong nodded blankly, wondering that brother Xu would also be confused by the discount.

After a while, the hip-hop club's performance officially started, and the atmosphere was very lively. After Jiang Wensong finished his performance, he happily dragged He Mingxu into the reserved auditorium, and watched the rest of the show. Performance.

The performance didn't end until after eight o'clock in the evening, which lasted more than two hours.

The hip-hop club's special performance was very successful. After the performance, a group of people rushed to the school's snack street with high spirits.

Everyone chattered and chatted, sat down at the fried chicken restaurant in the snack street, and filled up the small fried chicken restaurant. There was no other way, and the rest of the people had to sit outside. Temporary tables and chairs.

After frantically ordering, after a while, the golden fried chicken was served.

Jiang Wensong took a sip of the iced Coke in a paper cup placed in front of the table, because it was too cool, his facial features were all wrinkled together.

He shook the paper cup in his hand, and the ice cubes inside made a dull sound. Jiang Wensong frowned and opened the lid, and the ice cubes inside hit the lid directly, almost like a glass of ice cubes.

Jiang Wensong closed the lid without a word, and put the drink aside.

He Mingxu just came back from nowhere, with two bottles of iced Coke in his left hand and a plate of mosquito coils in his right hand, bending over and placing them under the dining table.

"Drink this."

He Mingxu sat down next to Jiang Wensong, and pushed the iced Coke he just bought over.

"Thank you~" Jiang Wensong nodded, "Haha, this bottle is real Coke."

He Mingxu nodded, and pushed the two glasses of ice-like drinks away a little.

The people around were noisy, everyone was happily discussing the special performance just now, and the group was full of videos and photos taken during the hip-hop dance just now.

Perhaps it was because they hated the lack of Coke in the fried chicken restaurant, so the boys ordered two cases of cold beer from the barbecue restaurant next door.

Jiang Wensong looked at the several bottles of cold beer in front of him, and picked up the bottles out of curiosity.

He Mingxu propped his chin, and looked lazily at Jiang Wensong who was looking for a screwdriver, without any intention of stopping or helping.

Jiang Wensong put the screwdriver on the bottle cap with a strange hand, and opened it stumblingly.

The taste of cold beer is not good, but the refreshment poured into the stomach is not fake at all. The aroma is good, but it is slightly bitter.

Jiang Wensong took a few sips, raised his eyebrows, put it aside, and took another sip of the sweet iced Coke.The bottled iced Coke has been stored for a while, because there are no ice cubes in it, it is not particularly iced, and it washes away the bitter taste in the mouth very well.

"Is it good?" He Mingxu asked him.

"It's not good," Jiang Wensong shook his head, "but it's refreshing."

Jiang Wensong raised his head to look at He Mingxu, saw He Mingxu staring at him, touched his face in a daze, "What's wrong?"

He Mingxu shook his head and turned his gaze away.

Jiang Wensong couldn't make out the meaning, blinked and turned his attention to the delicious fried chicken.

It was already very late when the dinner party ended, and the group hurriedly got up and walked to the school dormitory.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired today, or because I drank too much beer just now, my head is swollen and I'm a little sleepy, Jiang Wensong got up and subconsciously looked for He Mingxu's figure to the side.

Jiang Wensong looked around, and finally saw He Mingxu standing not far away.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong who was walking towards him, his black hair was a little messed up by the wind, his fair cheeks and nose were flushed, and he looked very conspicuous under the incandescent lights of the barbecue restaurant.

"So sleepy..." Jiang Wensong finally walked to He Mingxu's side, rubbing his eyes sleepily, the ending sounded soft, as if he was being coquettish.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong, with rare confusion in his eyes, but subconsciously stretched out his hand, brushing away the broken hair on Jiang Wensong's forehead. "Go back to bed."

Probably because he was too sleepy and his head was not clear enough, Jiang Wensong didn't notice the overly intimate atmosphere between the two, so he just yawned and nodded.

He Mingxu rode over the little donkey on one side, with two big long legs shrunk in front of him aggrievedly, and stopped firmly beside Jiang Wensong, "Come up."

"Where did you get the car?" Although Jiang Wensong was asking, he didn't seem to want to know that much, and directly crossed his legs and sat in the back seat.

"Gao Cheng's."

"Oh." Jiang Wensong replied vaguely, but he didn't know if he heard it.

Jiang Wensong rested his head lightly on He Mingxu's back, as if he had fallen asleep.

The little donkey drove steadily to the downstairs of the dormitory, He Mingxu turned his head and looked at Jiang Wensong who was sleeping on his back.

"Wake up, we're here." He Mingxu reached out and pushed Jiang Wensong.

Jiang Wensong opened his eyes in confusion, glanced at the door of the dormitory, nodded, "Oh."

After He Mingxu parked the car, he heard Gao Cheng's noisy voice not far away, "He Mingxu!"

Gao Cheng saw his beloved car from a long distance, ran all the way over, panting and asked He Mingxu, "Why the hell are you driving my car away?!"

Next time, never be lazy and put the car keys in the front pocket of the car again!

He Mingxu looked at him, not panicking at all, "You have the time to talk here, you really need access control."

After finishing speaking, He Mingxu turned around and followed Jiang Wensong who had already walked to the door of the dormitory, and entered the dormitory together.

Gao Cheng cursed, ran into the dormitory and greeted his aunt with a smile, only then turned his head and saw two familiar figures in front of him.

Jiang Wensong walked slowly in front, and He Mingxu followed behind with his hands in his pockets.

The backs of these two are so familiar, as if they were back in the first year of high school.

"Grass..." Qianyan Gao Cheng only spit out one word.

When He Mingxu returned to the dormitory, the phone in his pocket vibrated, giving him a strong sense of existence.

Slowly took out the phone to unlock it, Gao Cheng's message was immediately swiped across the screen.

"I saw it all!"

"He Mingxu! You still said you weren't chasing him!"

He Mingxu stared at the last message unhappily.

"Chasing ass, I didn't chase."

After typing the reply, He Mingxu turned his phone to silent, threw it aside, and ignored Gao Cheng's news like a cannonball.

He Mingxu's eyes fell on the few boxes of candy boxes left on the desk.

The candies in the remaining candy boxes are colorful, but the white candies are missing.