happy event in pairs

The wake-up call sounded on time, and Xiao Shuang woke up instantly, huddled under the quilt, waiting for Xiao Jun to take a picture of herself.After waiting and waiting, the others had already started to put on their clothes, and Xiao Jun came over and said in a low voice, "I asked for leave for you, so you don't have to do morning exercises. You should have a good rest."

Xiaoshuang's heart was hot, excited and moved, she turned around to say thank you to him but found that he had already left.

It was already lunch time after he got the injection yesterday, Lu Pengtao and Li Xin bought him porridge and sent it to the medical room, before he woke up, he foolishly looked for someone and asked, "Is Xiao Jun not here? "

The two people looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding why he asked Xiao Jun, or Li Xin suddenly realized and said: "Oh, do you want to thank him? It's okay, we can talk about it when we go back to the dormitory tonight."

Xiao Shuang lowered her head and gave a muffled hum, feeling a little disappointed.

He rested in the dormitory all afternoon, Xiao Jun was not there for dinner, and he didn't come back until everyone had gone to bed after the lights were turned off, and he didn't find a chance to talk to him after all.

The sun has risen, and the dormitory building is empty, and the uniform slogans of the students echoed outside the windows.Xiao Shuang sat up in a daze with her disheveled hair on her head. She was still a little dizzy and had no energy, but she was much better.

After he got up and washed, he began to toss his quilt, folded and folded, one side was high and the other was low, or a lump was bulging inside. He flung himself on the quilt and sighed in frustration, wondering how such a soft thing could be broken. It can be as angular as a piece of tofu as the instructor asked.

When Xiao Jun came in, he saw a small boy with his back turned to him, his whole head buried in the quilt, thumping wildly.The scene was so funny that he couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth.

Dong Xishuang turned around when he heard the doorbell, and seeing Xiao Jun, immediately blushed from embarrassment, jumped up as if he had stepped on a spring, but forgot that the upper bunk bed was low, and hit the bed board with a bang, "Ah!" With a sound, he crouched on the ground with his head in his hands.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Jun's mouth widened. This little boy seemed to be acting in a farce. He could make people laugh without a single line.

Holding back a smile, he walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Shuang squatted there with her head in her arms and said, "It's okay, it's okay." But in his heart, he felt so embarrassed that he would die, why would he make a fool of himself in front of people who cared about him.

Xiao Jun picked up Xiao Shuang's quilt and said, "Let me fold it for you."

Dong Xishuang stood on the side, watching Xiao Jun's clean and neat movements, folded, wiped, patted and stretched, and he folded the quilt into a standard "tofu block" in a few strokes, with edges and corners as smooth as if they were cut by a knife.

His eyes were staring, his chest was full of heart, and he admired in his mind: "Wow..."

Xiao Jun leaned next to the bed and refolded the unqualified quilts one by one, and stretched out the sheets. Xiao Shuang asked doubtfully, "Do you help us rearrange every day?"

Xiao Jun didn't stop his hands, and replied: "It's just a little effort." Xiao Yuanhai pursued military education for him since he was a child, and he was proficient in the most basic skill of folding quilts very early.

No wonder the whole dormitory has never deducted points in the internal affairs. Xiao Shuang complained about her carelessness, but she never found out that her quilt had been "processed".

He stood for a while, summoned up his courage and said, "That...yesterday, thank you for troubling you."

Xiao Jun just finished sorting out the last one, then he turned his head, glanced at the rustic child in front of the window, and frowned, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it before.

But when I went to the dormitory, there was no one there, and I never went back after I delivered the things. I'm not from a college, so where would I see him?

"You're welcome." Xiao Jun's faint smile was like the sun on a cloudy day, and it disappeared before anyone saw it.His tone returned to his usual coldness, and he raised his wrist to look at his watch: "Breakfast time is almost over, it's time for you to eat."

Xiao Shuang snorted, and asked again, "Aren't you going?"

"I have already eaten."

The conversation was too cold to continue, Xiaoshuang reluctantly left the dormitory, looked back at the dormitory door in the corridor, and then at the fire safety door at the end, and sighed.

During the afternoon training break, Xiao Jun went to wash his face in front of the faucet, unbuttoned his collar, rolled up his sleeves, and splashed water on his face and neck with both hands. A small hand stretched timidly under his line of sight.

Xiao Jun bent over and did not raise his head, and frowned, why did some people still not give up after so many days.

He didn't see anything, and then scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.It was only after I realized that this hand was not big, but the knuckles protruded and the fingers were long and slender. It was clearly a boy's hand, and what I was holding was not those fragrant handkerchiefs or those with dark flowers printed on it. The handkerchief paper is just the most common white towel, and it seems to be of poor quality.

He raised his head, and it turned out that it was the one who suffered from heat stroke yesterday, in the same dormitory, and vaguely remembered the name was very interesting, what was it called, Double Happiness or something.

Xiao Jun straightened up, Xiao Shuang's gaze instantly rose, and he felt that he was taller when he got closer, and he raised the towel a little higher: "You can put this towel under the collar, so that it won't grind the flesh. After thinking for a while, he added: "This is new, never used."

Xiao Jun raised his eyebrows in surprise, how did he know that his collar was frayed?

For the first time, he took a serious look at the short, dark, thin, dull-looking boy in front of him. His face was too small, and his glasses were too wide and heavy, covering half of his face heavily. The temple on one side was probably broken. , Wrapped it around a few times with white tape in a messy way, and it was dirty...

Glasses... The scene of picking up an old-fashioned glass glasses on the ground that night flashed through Xiao Jun's mind, and finally grasped the familiar impression, and asked uncertainly: "Did you... that night..."

Xiao Shuang's eyes lit up behind the white-washed lenses, and before he could finish asking, he nodded abruptly: "It's me! You finally recognized me!"

He spoke with a bit of an accent, and when he smiled, he showed neat teeth like braided shells, and the two dimples the size of rice grains at the corners of his mouth exuded a sense of delicacy. Xiao Jun remembered the white teeth that floated in the dark night that night, and finally got along with him. The people in front of them matched up.

He took the towel in Dong Xi's hands, twisted it a few times around his neck, tied it inside his collar, and said softly, "Are you okay that day?"

Seeing him using his own towel to pad his clothes, Xiao Shuang felt as sweet as if he had stolen a spoonful of honey, and shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "It's okay." Woolen cloth.

His movements and demeanor are naturally clumsy and cute. Xiao Jun thought of seeing him writhing under the quilt in the morning, and wanted to laugh a little. He patted his head with his mouth bent and said, "Thank you for the towel." , you wash it." After saying that, she let out the tap and left.

Dong Xishuang stood there as if he had been struck by lightning, touching the place captured by Xiao Jun with a dreamy expression.He laughed?Actually smiled at yourself?He looks really good-looking when he smiles, even better than he thought.

This afternoon, he was distracted throughout the training, either peeking at Xiao Jun or in a daze, because when he was walking forward, he was picked up by the instructor several times with the same hands and feet, which made everyone laugh non-stop.

Xiao Shuang thought that he had finally gained some sense of presence, and that he could justifiably follow him and talk to him, but things were not as simple as he thought. silhouette.

When it was almost time for the graduation report, he was simply drawn as a guard of honor, and now even the benefits of peeking were cancelled.

After the military training was over, the exhausted students were transported back to school. Xiao Jun did not take the bus with everyone, nor did he go back to the dormitory.

Xiao Shuang suddenly couldn't see him, and was very uncomfortable. She woke up automatically at six o'clock in the morning without an alarm clock or someone calling her. She stared at the ceiling and missed the days when she was urged to get up by that person's deep and pleasant voice every morning.

The other two in the bedroom were still asleep.He quietly took out his old dark blue denim wallet from the schoolbag hanging on the wall, took out the light gold business card stored in the wallet interlayer, ran his fingers along the sunken name and phone number, pointed There was a numb itchy touch on the tip, and he sighed.

He has never liked anyone before, and he never knew that men can also like men in his cognition, and he fell into it unexpectedly before he had time to think about what he was thinking about Xiao Jun. Until now, in the quiet dormitory, Xi Wei In the bright morning light, he sat up stunned as if he had suddenly realized.

He got up in a hurry, and the bed flickered for a while. Lu Pengtao, who was on the lower bunk, turned over and smacked his lips, but didn't wake up.

Xiao Shuang pinched the business card with an expression as if struck by lightning, and was stunned for a long time.

Well, since I didn't have an older brother since I was a child, maybe it's like worshiping a very powerful older brother?After all, he is so tall, looks so good-looking, does everything so well, smells so good on his body, and is so gentle, when his strong arms hug him...

wrong.Why is my heart beating so fast and my ears so hot?

He quickly put away his business card, jumped out of bed, stepped on his slippers and rushed to the toilet.

Dong Xishuang's academic tutor invited him to the office. The tutor's surname was Tang, who seemed to be no more than 50 years old. When he came back from Princeton, he had a laboratory for quantitative biological research.

Tang Ping was impressed with Dong Xishuang the first time he met him—it was impossible not to be impressed.

Genius is always a bit weird in some places. The teacher has seen many of them in P University in the past few years. Although this child is dressed a bit out of line, his personality is not bad, there are no major flaws, and there is no communication. Obstacles, answering questions with clear thinking, clear organization, and it can be seen that there is a solid axis, it should be said that the talent is very good.

However, champions from such small places usually have a common problem, that is, lack of knowledge, narrow vision, and no understanding of industrial structure and industry prospects, let alone hot research fields and cutting-edge scientific research results.

He made a not-so-short list of books for Dong Xishuang. The books are very miscellaneous, mainly in science and engineering, and there are also a lot of politics, economics, literature and history. Teach him to cultivate the habit of reading books first, and suggest him to read them first after learning about his professional advantages. Take a look at the class schedule of the Academy of Sciences, and take him to talk about it a little bit, and ask him to go back and think about which courses to choose in the first semester based on his own interests.

Xiaoshuang nodded and wrote down one by one, and then hesitantly asked if she could take a class from Guanghua.

Tang Ping was a little surprised: "Oh? Are you also interested in economics and management?" At first glance, this child is not the kind of person who is exquisite, long-sleeved and good at dancing. Guanghua's people are not only high in IQ, but everyone in them is a genius.

Xiaoshuang would not lie, nor could she tell the teacher that she chose Guanghua's class just to see the person she wanted to see once a week, so she kept silent.

Instead, Tang Ping gave him a step up: "That's good, at least understand the basic financial knowledge, so that it is also good for family assets to invest and manage money in the future."

Xiao Shuang studied the class schedule in the library all afternoon. There were too many classes she wanted to attend, but time was limited, so she thought about it, thinking that when Xiao Jun sat down to rest, he unbuttoned his collar and took out the class he gave him. The scene of wiping sweat with a white towel still cruelly crossed out an introduction to quantum physics and added an industry analysis.

The freshmen started classes, and Xiaoshuang found that he had chosen too many classes, and he had to get up early every day during the week, running back and forth between various teaching buildings, and Tang Ping asked him to finish reading at least a week. A book, it turned out to be busier than when I was in the third year of high school, and I had to stay in the study room every night until the lights were turned off.

But no matter how busy he was, he never forgot the industry analysis.

On the morning of class, he washed his face twice, dug out a large piece of the children's cream that his sister bought for him, and rubbed it on. He even changed into a new shirt, and rewrapped the temples of his glasses with clean white tape. He ran to Guanghua Building excitedly, but to his disappointment, Xiao Jun didn't come to class, and he didn't come until the big class was over.

Neither came the second week.

Xiaoshuang finds helplessly that the longer she doesn't see her, the more often she thinks of Xiao Jun.Sleeping with him at night and waking up with him in the morning.Thinking about eating, thinking about walking, even thinking about him occasionally in class.The few short words I said to him were almost chewed up by myself in the aftertaste.

He secretly used his mobile phone to search why men like men, and the information he found was disorganized, mixed with many words that he couldn't understand, like codes, so he went to the library to look up books.

He didn't know where to start, he walked around the shelf of psychology, took a copy of "General Psychology" and looked through the table of contents but didn't see the relevant chapters. Sexual Psychology.

The third step was occupied by a girl on the next bookshelf, so he had to tiptoe desperately to dig at the spine of the book. After several times without picking it up, a slender white hand stretched out from the side and took the book down with a gentle swipe. .

It was a very thin but tall boy with soft and refreshing short hair, fair skin, red lips, good-looking dark and deep eyes, looking at him quietly with a trusting and stable temperament.

"Do you want this one?"

His voice was soft and clear, very pleasant to hear, Xiao Shuang looked up at his pretty face and hummed blankly.

The boy raised his head, a small Adam's apple protruded from his elegant neck, and a little platinum chain was exposed between the collar of his shirt, and asked him, "Do you need anything else?"

Xiao Shuang herself didn't know what else she wanted, so she just stared at him and shook her head.

The boy handed him the book in his hand, nodded, turned and left.

Looking at the boy's back, Xiao Shuang thought for some reason: He likes boys too.

Then I thought, maybe it’s okay to like boys.

He picked out the relevant chapters in the corner and read them with relief, just like learning a new theorem in a math class.

Um.It turns out that it is natural and normal to like the same sex. Although it is a minority, it is biological diversity. It is good to conform to the normal distribution.

He breathed a sigh of relief, after thinking about it, he became depressed again, but where is Xiao Jun?Why doesn't he go to class?Is he still unhappy?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ji Jiqi: So you... just figured it out so easily?

Dong Xishuang: Ah, what else?Could it be that you were troubled?Is entanglement useful?This is natural.

Memorial Qi: You go away.