[R18] So and so – “Someone” 11. Sickness [English]

Sheng Wang is someone who doesn’t like chatting on WeChat because typing is really troublesome.

He wouldn’t even click on a prompt interface like this “Friend added successfully”, let alone actually send a message to “start chatting”.Because a really good relationship doesn’t pay attention to these procedures, but if the relationship is average, once the conversation starts, the follow-up process can be imagined——

First, you have to send a few emojis to warm up the situation, then exchange a few words about a series of recent events, and then find some excuses to show your intimacy. When it gets too awkward, you have to send two emojis to politely leave.

This routine can take as little as ten or twenty minutes, or as much as half a day. I have seen so many things at Sheng Mingyang’s place that I am tired just looking at them.

It’s 2:23 a.m. Beijing time, so it’s foolish for me to choose to chat awkwardly at this time.

With Sheng Wang thinking this, he erased the WeChat interface and switched back to the game to start a round.Maybe it’s because my hand feels disturbed, maybe I’m getting sleepy, but after just three minutes of playing, he died.

Sheng Wang lost interest in continuing to play, and didn’t want to put down his phone immediately.Then he cut the app out of boredom, as if the emperor was on a tour.After a round of frequently used apps, it was WeChat’s turn again before I knew it.

The period dialog box next door still occupies the top position, but when you click on it, it is empty.

The emperor lay on the quilt and chewed his lips. After pondering for a moment, he reached out and poked at the emoticon bar. After choosing for a while but couldn’t find the right one, he turned off the emoticon bar out of interest and poked at the avatar instead.

Jiang Tian’s personal information is very simple. His nickname only has one punctuation mark, his WeChat ID is still garbled, and he has not posted a single one in his WeChat Moments.

It’s as simple as a useless account. I read it in one glance and it’s a bit boring.

The emperor yawned and was about to close the screen and go to sleep. His phone suddenly buzzed, and the notification bar stuck out his tongue, showing “. I transferred a sum of money to you.”

Shengwang: “???”

The sleepiness was shaken by this sudden move. Sheng Wang opened Alipay and saw that it was not dazzling. The person next door stayed up most of the night and actually transferred money to him.

he Yi Gulu sat up, stared at the shared wall for a few seconds, and then clicked on WeChat.

Canned: What are you doing?

There was a faint sound of slippers walking next door, probably walking from the table to the bed.

Sheng Wang’s phone vibrated again, and another message appeared in the dialog box.

.:?

Canned: Why did you suddenly transfer money to me in the middle of the night?

.: Water money.

Canned: What water money?

Sheng Wang didn’t react for a moment and looked at the wall with confusion.The footsteps next door stopped. I wonder if Jiang Tian was standing somewhere reading the news or just a little speechless.

.: You put the water on my table.

Sheng Wang typed in the input box: It’s just a bottle of water, do you still need to pay back?me

He paused again midway through typing the reply.He suddenly realized that he and Jiang Tian were not very familiar with each other. In school, they had only been classmates for four days and had not even looked at each other in the first three days.As for being at home…that would be even more embarrassing.No matter from any aspect, it is not a relationship where you can acquiesce to the other party’s treat, and it is natural to pay back the money.

Sheng Wang deleted the typed words and replied: Oh.

Then he saw “The other party is typing…” displayed at the top of the dialog box.He changed to a cross-legged position, resting his elbows on his knees and waited.

The other party entered it for about ten seconds, and the display disappeared, but no new reply popped up in the dialog box.

Canned:?

.:?

Sheng Wang stared at these two question marks, thinking that he might be sick, but the person next door was not much better either.he rolled his eyes and typed word by word: Forget it, it’s nothing, I’m going to sleep.

“The other party is typing…” appeared again on the top of the chat box.

Sheng Wang thought to himself: If you don’t have to type any more nonsense for a long time, I’ll knock on your door.

After several seconds, a new message finally popped up in the chat box.

.:Um.

Sheng Wang wants to hit someone.

He turned down the air conditioner three more degrees to reduce the dryness, and then he lay down on the bed, holding his cell phone, and continued with his emperor’s tour.Before he went to bed, he finally couldn’t help it. He clicked on the WeChat profile of the person next door and changed the note name for him to “Jiang Tian”.

That guy chatting with a punctuation mark is a hundred times more attractive than he usually talks.

The next morning, Sheng Wang woke up from the cold.

After blowing on the air conditioner at 18 degrees all night, the young master’s head hurt and his nose was stuffy.He sneezed four times in a row, his hair was messy, and the tip of his nose was red. He sat on the bed in a daze for five minutes wrapped in a quilt, and then he spat hard at the next door.

For the first time, he took the initiative to put on his school uniform, turned off the alarm clock on his cell phone that was making noisy noises, took out two tissues and walked downstairs.

Sheng Mingyang’s business ran into some trouble and he hasn’t returned from his business trip.But early in the morning, the house was actually very lively.

Sheng Wang looked down from the second floor——

Auntie Sun, the nanny, came early today and was following Jiang Ou wearing gloves. The two of them went in and out of the kitchen, chatting briefly from time to time.Sheng Wang listened to a few words, and it seemed that Aunt Sun was teaching Jiang Ou what to do.

Jiang Tian was standing next to the sofa, putting papers and pencil cases into his schoolbag.

Just as Sheng Wang was about to go up the stairs, he heard a bang in the kitchen and something broke.Then Jiang Ou let out a low hiss.

“Ouch, rinse it with cold water quickly.” Aunt Sun’s voice came over, “This is very hot. You rinse it first, and I’ll get you some ointment.”

Jiang Tian threw away his schoolbag and strode into the kitchen.From Shengwang’s perspective, you can see half of his back.

he heard Jiang Tian ask: “Is it blistering?”

Jiang Ou said with a smile: “No, I just didn’t pay attention and rubbed it. I have never done this before. Aunt Sun reminded me not to touch it with my hands before. I was distracted and forgot about it.”

“What are you doing all of a sudden?” Jiang Tian asked strangely.

“It’s not sudden. I just casually chatted with your mother before that Xiao Wangte likes to eat this. Before -” Aunt Sun hurried over with a small round jar and said, “Here, apply some of this. This medicine is very useful. I always carry it with me. Just apply it wherever you burn it.”

While applying medicine to Jiang Ou, she whispered: “When he was a child, his mother always made this for him, and Sister Ou said she wanted to learn it.”

Jiang Ou was a little embarrassed. He sighed and said, “I’m not very good at this. I can’t learn it.”

Sheng Wang’s feet paused as he went downstairs, then retracted, standing at the top of the stairs a little stunned.At that moment, he’s emotions were a bit complicated, and he couldn’t tell what he was feeling.

The door of the bedroom behind was open, and the air-conditioning that had been accumulated all night slipped out and came up from the back.He suddenly felt a little empty.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tian’s voice came up from downstairs: “Why should you imitate others?”

I don’t know where Aunt Sun’s words touched him, and his tone sounded cold and stubborn.

Jiang Ou was stunned for a moment: “Huh?”

“I said -” Jiang Tian frowned, his shoulders and back were very stiff, and you could feel how unhappy he was just by looking at his profile.

After saying these two words, he paused for a moment, pinched the fingers hanging by his side a few times, and made a “click” sound, showing a bit of irritation.

After another moment, he said: “Forget it, I’m going to school.”

Jiang Ou patted he on the shoulder, a little embarrassed.He turned around and blinked at Aunt Sun, trying to ease the embarrassment.

Jiang Tian lowered his eyes, strode to the sofa, picked up his schoolbag and walked to the entrance.

While changing his shoes, he glanced at the stairs from the corner of his eye and stopped for a moment while tying his shoes.

Sheng Wang stood there with his coat on, his large school uniform wrapped around a white T-shirt, and his rolled-up sleeves stacked up into empty folds, showing the peculiar tallness and thinness of young people when they are jointed.

Jiang Tian looked up at he for a moment, then looked back, his lips pursed into a straight line.

The next second, he stood up, picked up his schoolbag and walked out the door.

The weather in this city in August is unpredictable, with a few flashes of lightning and a downpour.Sheng Wang heard the faint sound of thunder outside the house. He rubbed the tip of his nose and walked down the stairs, feeling that he was going to be sick again.