MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 5 to stick

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"??"

"???"

Xia Zhinian was sitting on the seat, the protagonist Shou Yanci in the aisle on the left looked at him with a smile, and the protagonist on the right frowned and sized them up and down.

The people in the class also knew the complicated relationship between these few people, and when they saw this situation, they all quietly looked over, the scene was so weird that it was hard to describe.

Xia Zhinian was at a loss, glanced at the protagonist Gong, then glanced at the protagonist Shou, a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"what?"

Why didn't the two protagonists look at each other sweetly, but instead looked at him as a cannon fodder villain?

Chu Qingjian tapped Xia Zhinian's table, "It's just right, you take these away."

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Wait a moment.

Xia Zhinian's head was a little dazed, his temples were swollen, he blinked, picked up his avatar, and said dissatisfiedly: "No, Brother Chu, I gave it to you, how could you pass it on to him!"

Xia Zhinian gave his rival Yan Ci a fierce look.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Chu Qingjian's expression has been very strange today, and now it is even more awkward, and she couldn't help but say something.

"It has nothing to do with me, you can give it to him directly, you don't have to avoid me."

"??"

Xia Zhinian felt that she didn't hear clearly.

Chu Qingjian looked at him meaningfully, and said: "You acted too aggressively before, I was worried about you on behalf of Uncle Xia and Aunt Jiang, but since you are already...with Yan Ci, don't use me as a shield, just send him away." that is."

Xia Zhinian: "???"

The whole class: "!!"

There was a sound of gasping for air from the side, and the whole class stared at it quietly with wide-eyed eyes, and quickly covered their mouths and manually muted the sound.

Chu Qingjian clicked his tongue, and said irritably, "Like yesterday's umbrella, I don't have a good relationship with Yan, so I can't transfer it for you."

Xia Zhinian: "?????"

Xia Zhinian's eyes were wide open, and he stared at Chu Qingjian with round almond eyes, with a dazed expression on his face, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Brother Chu, what are you talking about?"

What is together, what is bad relationship, what is forwarding?

Brother, calm down, listen to what the **** you are saying!

Chu Qingjian didn't hesitate, "I'm telling the truth, I've seen it all."

what do you see !

Xia Zhinian's temples popped for a moment, he raised his eyes sincerely, and returned the words just now to Chu Qingjian, "Brother Chu, are you awake?"

His head was buzzing with pain, there was a little ringing in his ears, and he fell into self-doubt. He forgot to pretend for a while, and rubbed his ears and muttered to himself.

"No, there is a noise, it can't be that I didn't wake up."

The young man covered his ears and muttered to himself, with a suspicious expression on his face, two stubby hairs on the top of his head, and round eyes.

Yan Ci watched with interest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom, Chu Qingjian coughed twice, "Didn't you hug each other yesterday. Don't worry, I'm familiar with dating. You can ask me if you don't understand. Seeing that the two of us In terms of family face, I won't help with this little help."

There was a sound of breathing in the class.

Xia Zhinian: "...???"

help him? help him what?

Help him rob himself of a small favor?

Xia Zhinian's expression was in a trance, not to mention yesterday's visual error, even if the two of them really hugged each other, how could the protagonist Gong just want to help others chase his own petty feelings?

Even if the two protagonists didn't have gym incidents or punctured the window paper, they should still be ambiguous now.

How come... "bad relationship"?

Xia Zhinian felt that something was wrong, the pain in his head became more and more acute, and he couldn't help biting the knuckle of his left index finger.

Yan Ci paused for a while, then lowered his eyes and said, "Does Xia have a fever, and his face looks bad."

Xia Zhinian's head hurts, and the finger he bit off also hurts, which means that he is not dreaming, but he still thinks it is outrageous, so he nodded, "It should be."

Otherwise, how could there be hallucinations?

Yan Ci took half a step forward, "I'll take you to the infirmary."

Chu Qingjian leaned back on the chair boldly, nodded in agreement, "Go now."

go to hell.

Xia Zhinian couldn't help but cast a glance at the protagonist Gong who caused him a headache and added fuel to the fire, his back teeth snapped together, and he complained, "I'll go by myself."

I don't want to see the two protagonists for the time being, Xia Zhinian stood up, her eyes darkened, she shook her head, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the undelivered breakfast of love, her unhappy flat mouth, and took it away with her Breakfast left the classroom through the back door.

Like to eat or not.

If he doesn't eat, he eats by himself.

The Chinese teacher in front just came in, and seeing the mess behind him, he told him to go back to his seat and read early.

Yan Ci explained: "Student Xia is not feeling well, I will send him to the infirmary."

Two of the three "Fengyun" characters went out, and the rest of the class looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't recover from each other.

Yan Ci didn't find Xia Zhinian on the way to the infirmary.

It is on the small square outside the teaching building.

Xia Zhinian sat on the steps, hugging his knees, behind him was a one-meter-high green belt, which completely covered people, and slowly took bites of his breakfast.

There was wind outside, Xia Zhinian was blown by the wind, his head cleared up a little, and he began to think about things from beginning to end.

He had just transmigrated in for a few days, and although he had memories of the original owner, the original owner had only transferred to another school for two months.

The original text said that "Xia Zhinian" liked Chu Qingjian, so he hated Yan Ci for finding fault, and this was confirmed in the memory of the original owner.

The two protagonists are bamboo horses and bamboo horses. They grew up together. In school, you can often see them staring at each other without saying a word. They seem to have a tacit understanding. In addition...

Xia Zhinian took out his mobile phone, logged on to the campus forum that made the original owner gnash his teeth with hatred, and looked at the rows of posts—

[Yan Xiaocao and Chu Overlord look at each other affectionately - those years of secret love for each other]

【Yan Xiaocao and Chu Bawang meet their parents together—when will this unrecognized love have a destination】

[The domineering king of Chu fell in love with me, and the school grass went to the overlord's bed with tears in his eyes because of his debts]

[The cruel school grass is deeply in love, the overlord don't run away, put down the little school grass in your arms! 】

…

Some are postcards, some are fanarts, Chu Gong Yan Shou and Yan Gong Chu Shou are not lacking, and there are even mutual attacks... Although it is a bit exaggerated, there are pictures and truth.

The frequency of two people appearing in the same frame is too high, and it is not a PS picture, but a real shot, it is hard to believe.

And most importantly, if all the posts are fake, the two don't have any budding feelings.

...Then how will he complete the plot and return to the original world.

Xia Zhinian felt a dull pain in his head, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he bit his index finger joint, leaving two rows of deep tooth marks.

A large shadow suddenly fell behind him, a clear and pleasant voice sounded, and he let out a chuckle.

"Student Xia doesn't go to the infirmary, just to hide here and read fanfiction?"

Yan Ci accidentally glanced at the phone screen and saw a row of shameful headlines, his expression did not change at all.

The boy hugged his legs, put one hand between his knees and his chin, and held the phone in the other. His soft hair rested on his forehead. The more he turned down, the more listless his expression became, and he was biting his fingers listlessly.

There was only an empty bag left of the loving meal prepared according to Chu Qingjian's appetite.

Yan Ci took a step forward, "Get up, I'll take you to the infirmary."

Xia Zhinian was covered by his caged shadow, inexplicably feeling the chill on the back of his neck, moved to the side, and said angrily: "No, I have to go by myself."

He had a severe headache, the nerves in his temple throbbed and throbbed, and he didn't have the energy to deal with the protagonist for a while.

The corners of Yan Ci's mouth curled up, but he was not angry, and said in a good temper: "Student Xia was drenched in the rain for so long yesterday, so I'd better go and have a look. Last night you and Classmate Chu were separated by ten minutes. If you go together , and there is no such illness today."

"...?" Xia Zhinian raised his head slowly, raised his slender and flexible neck, and said with difficulty: "You...didn't go together?"

Yan Ci seemed surprised, a small scar like eyeliner on the end of his right eye stretched out, and smiled, "How come, I have an ordinary relationship with him."

"..."

Xia Zhinian didn't think it was too surprising when the main character attacked before, he rubbed his ears and sighed lazily.

There must be something wrong.

He has to double check.

Xia Zhinian didn't want to go to the infirmary, so Yan Ci half-forced him there, and his body temperature was measured to be 38°3.

The doctor suggested that he go to the hospital for an injection, but Xia Zhinian refused, took a few antipyretics and lay down on the small bed in the inner room for a while.

His face was flushed with heat, his ears were covered with a light crimson color, and he was curled up on the small bed with his eyes closed, his slightly light-colored hair hanging down softly, looking well-behaved and fragile.

There were only the two of them in the room, Yan Ci stood by the bed, his gaze swept back and forth on the young man, and fell on his hand casually placed by his side.

The injection that day was a new drug, and after the injection, he didn't feel disgusted by Xia Zhinian's touch, and his skin hunger was greatly appeased in that moment.

He wasn't sure if it was the medicine, or... the man.

If it's this person... Yan Ci's dark eyes were full of waves, and the crazy and joyful smile was fleeting.

If yes, then he has medicine.

With a deep itching in his heart, Yan Ci smiled, leaned over slowly, stretched out his hand, and touched the young man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.