Tiandi Baiju

When Zhou Luoyang said this, he didn't hesitate at all, and only after he said it did he feel that there was ambiguity, and he said, "We are already good friends, we can talk, this is not a matter of sacrificing one's personal time to take care of roommates, but Yes, this is my personal wish as well."

The deputy dean hesitated to speak, Zhou Luoyang knew what she wanted to ask, it was nothing more than "You regard Du Jing as a friend, what does Du Jing think?" So he quickly added: "Du Jing also thinks so, you can ask him."

"Okay." The vice president said, "None of us are doctors, but I believe the diagnosis records given by the hospital."

Zhou Luoyang was actually a little worried that there were too many people talking about it. In order to calm things down, the academy asked Du Jing to suspend his studies and go home, or sent him to a mental hospital. After all, this would put a lot of pressure on the academy.

It turns out he was overthinking.

The counselor said: "Then you can take care of each other. If you have any questions, please let me know."

"When can the articles on the BBS be deleted?" Zhou Luoyang said, "This is the only thing I care about most, and I don't want him to see it."

The vice-principal said: "I will notify them and let them as soon as possible." Then he said to the counselor: "You have to do the ideological work of the students."

"Yes, yes." The counselor wiped off his sweat, and Li Jianlan said to Professor Qi again: "Students today are not as good as we were before, and the Internet is too developed. Whatever they say and do, the Internet will spread it quickly."

"People always have to face hardships and setbacks," Professor Qi smiled at Zhou Luoyang, and said, "Spirit is like molten cast steel. '."

Zhou Luoyang was caught off guard when he heard this, nodded after a moment of silence, and replied, "Grandpa Qi, you are right."

The four of them waited for a few more minutes in the conference room. The counselor was concerned about Zhou Luoyang's studies. Professor Qi said, "He has no problem. Du Jing's child is also fine. His grandmother was a talented woman and very smart. We In a class, no one can read her better than her, so everyone calls her Xiaolin Huiyin."

Li Jianlan said: "Inheritance brings pain, and it also gives them talent. Geniuses are more or less troubled by this aspect."

"Yes," Professor Qi said as if recalling a lot of memories, "the so-called tribulations of a genius."

"Then I'll..." When Zhou Luoyang got up and wanted to say goodbye, there was a knock on the door outside the meeting room, and it was Du Jing who opened the door and came in. Du Jing was holding a white hospital file bag in his hand.

When Du Jing saw Zhou Luoyang, he was obviously taken aback.

"Why don't you go to class?" Du Jing ignored the other three and asked Zhou Luoyang instead.

Professor Qi said: "It is rare for me to come to the college to chat with Luoyang."

"This is old Mr. Qi," said the deputy dean, "this is the first time you have met."

Du Jing glanced at Professor Qi and said, "Hello."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally put the file bag on the table. Zhou Luoyang suspected that it contained medical records, but he didn't look at the file bag. He only looked up at Du Jing and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"I went for a follow-up visit," Du Jing replied, "I went in the morning, and I didn't tell you."

Zhou Luoyang asked again: "Did you draw blood?"

Du Jing showed Zhou Luoyang his arm.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Nope, what about you?"

The two asked and answered in a very natural manner. The counselor spontaneously closed the mind of Du Jing suddenly having a schizophrenic attack and chasing and killing people in Jiutiao Street with a knife, saying: "He said in Luoyang that he is very... "

"I'm going to starve to death." Zhou Luoyang didn't give the counselor a chance to sell this favor, there's no need to tell Du Jing these words, otherwise it will only cause unnecessary embarrassment.

Du Jing then nodded at them. Zhou Luoyang knew that the three of them still had something to discuss, so he politely bid farewell to Professor Qi, closed the door with Du Jing, and left the conference room.

"When he came in, he only looked at Zhou Luoyang," Li Jianlan said. "The first sentence was not to greet us, but to ask why his roommate didn't go to class. These two should get along well."

Professor Qi said: "Luoyang is a good boy. He can handle it. I know the grade pressure is also great. You have to trust him. What Du Jing hopes most is to treat him as a normal person and not to emphasize his illness. Give him a chance, let him feel our joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, and give yourself an explanation in the future, right?"

Li Jianlan nodded and said, "Mr. is right."

At twelve o'clock, the professor's cafeteria was closed today, and the student cafeteria gradually became lively. Zhou Luoyang glanced at his phone while Du Jing was eating, and the article on the BBS hadn't been deleted yet.

Du Jing looked as usual, and called Zhou Luoyang for lunch and bought drinks.

Zhou Luoyang asked, "Is the follow-up visit normal?"

He didn't even ask Du Jing what's wrong, after all, he said "return to the doctor", so Zhou Luoyang continued to ask.

On the last day before the New Year's Day holiday, all the students were chatting about where to go to play at night, and the boys who set up the stage were playing videos on their mobile phones, which made Zhou Luoyang very irritable.

Du Jing couldn't hear clearly, and said, "What?"

Zhou Luoyang spoke a little louder and repeated it once. Du Jing nodded.

"To check the effect of drug metabolism, so we need to draw blood!" Du Jing replied.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Are you still going to shoot arrows this afternoon?!"

Du Jing said: "Go! Are you going?!"

Zhou Luoyang has always wanted to go and see it, but he didn't have time near the end of the term. He knew that Du Jing didn't like basketball and other club activities where many people cooperate and get in touch. In the past, he always felt that Du Jing's mood was not stable. With bipolar disorder, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself and have disputes with others, so he chose archery, which least needed to deal with people.

"Can you?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing didn't hear clearly, so he looked around and was very irritable. Zhou Luoyang immediately interrupted and repeated loudly to draw Du Jing's attention back.Du Jing said: "Of course! What are you thinking?!"

"Hurry up and go back after eating!" Zhou Luoyang said, "It's too noisy in the cafeteria."

The two ate lunch in silence. Zhou Luoyang gave him a chicken leg and said, "You eat this, I want to eat your fish belly."

"It's all for you," Du Jing said, "I was discriminated against again."

Zhou Luoyang: "?"

"I've been discriminated against again!" Du Jing pointed to the dishes on the plate and motioned him to check the portion. There were only three pieces of meat. Zhou Luoyang laughed.

Whenever Zhou Luoyang went to get food, the plate was very rich, and when Du Jing went to get food, he always had to eat a canteen aunt's insanity, the pain of running away with meat and vegetables, as a remedy, Du Jing usually would Make a double serving, and you can't finish it.

Nearly 10 minutes later, halfway through eating, Du Jing suddenly asked: "What are you?!"

Zhou Luoyang was bewildered, and looked up at Du Jing. Du Jing's expression was a little off, perhaps because the noisy environment made him feel bored.

"I said! What are you?! Worried about me?! What's wrong with me?!" Du Jing asked Zhou Luoyang as if no one was around.

Zhou Luoyang immediately realized that what the counselor said made Du Jing sensitive.

"No!" Zhou Luoyang said, "I'm not worried about you!"

"What?" Du Jing said, "Say it!"

Knowing that he wanted to dispel Du Jing's doubts, Zhou Luoyang could only answer him seriously. After thinking about it for a while, he chose the latter between "go back to the dormitory and tell him" and tell him directly.

"I said, I like you very much." Zhou Luoyang replied.

Du Jing's expression was full of hostility, and he asked doubtfully, "What?!"

"It's not worrying!" Zhou Luoyang said loudly to Du Jing as if no one was around, "I like you! I said I like you very much!"

The surrounding area was completely silent in an instant. Everyone, including the people who set up the stage next door, looked at Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing together.

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Du Jing: "........."

Du Jing's face turned red in an instant, and everyone around laughed on the spot. Zhou Luoyang looked at them strangely, but after a while, everyone got used to it, and continued to make noise and eat their food without booing, knowing that this was not a confession.

When a straight man says "I like you" to a straight man, the aura is obviously different, which can still be distinguished.

The hostility on Du Jing's body before was instantly wiped away.

The two returned to the dormitory in the afternoon, and Du Jing went to feed the tortoise. While feeding it, he took medicine by himself.One person, one turtle, each eats its own food.Zhou Luoyang looked at his phone unwillingly, the article was finally deleted, thank God.The tortoise is also willing to eat, and everything becomes easier.

There were not many people in the archery club in the afternoon, so the president asked Du Jing, "Why don't you come for lunch?"

Du Jing replied: "Forgot."

It was only then that Zhou Luoyang remembered that Du Jing originally planned to attend the club dinner, so he would not go if he couldn't, so he hurriedly apologized to the president, saying, "I called him away, it's my fault."

The president waved his hand, apparently he didn't have much hope for Du Jing's participation in group activities. In fact, if he didn't come, everyone would feel relaxed.

Du Jing's answer to this was: "It's okay, I didn't want to go at first. I will teach you how to draw a bow and shoot an arrow."

Du Jing himself put on the single-piece leather chest armor and wrist armor that connected to the left shoulder, brought the quiver, and put on the equipment for Zhou Luoyang.Zhou Luoyang moved his arms and looked at Du Jing.

"Like me."

Du Jing stood in front of him, bowing his bow and setting his arrows, his hands were beautiful and standard, his eyes focused, and he looked at the opposite target.

Zhou Luoyang was attracted by Du Jing's expression. His brows were deeply outlined, and his eyes were focused when he looked at the target.The scar across the bridge of the nose is especially clear under the light of the ceiling lights in the training ground.

Zhou Luoyang thought of the "scarred face" on the BBS that made him angry, but at this moment he couldn't help but think: Scarred face is quite handsome.

Du Jing: "?"

Zhou Luoyang nodded and tried to draw his bow.

"Don't move." Du Jing said.

Du Jing began to correct Zhou Luoyang's movements, and supported his right elbow with his palm. Zhou Luoyang pulled it away for a while and felt a little tense in his arm, shoulder and back muscles.His left hand was still uncontrollable and trembling slightly.

"Relax, don't be tense," Du Jing replied, "Relax, and be careful not to move your face."

Zhou Luoyang shot an arrow, but as expected, it missed the target.

Zhou Luoyang: "It's quite interesting."

Du Jing asked Zhou Luoyang to stand up straight, stood behind him, and began to teach him with his hands. His lips were slightly pressed against Zhou Luoyang's ears, and he hugged him from behind, and put his arms around him, clasping his fingers. Draw the bow.

"Relax," Du Jing said in a deep voice, "don't be nervous."

This next week, Luoyang was almost held in Du Jing's arms, and he was very itchy when he spoke in his ears. His ears were starting to turn red, and the posture of teaching people to bend a bow and set an arrow was too ambiguous. It's no less than teaching someone to play golf by hand.

"The archery club is a killer for picking up girls." Zhou Luoyang joked.

If she was a girl, she would definitely be unable to resist Du Jing.

He also noticed that there were boys wearing Hanfu, or even flying fish suits from the Ming Dynasty, and brought their girlfriends to teach archery. The scene was quite handsome.I thought that when I joined the archery club next semester, I would buy a suit myself, so handsome that I could fly off.

Du Jing freed a hand from behind and pushed Zhou Luoyang's chin, making him turn to the target to see where he should look: "Look at the target, where are you looking?"

Zhou Luoyang said, "Let go!"

Zhou Luoyang let go, and Du Jing only used his weak strength for that blow, the arrow dragged the clicker, and brushed away from the bowstring.

Right in the bull's eye.

"Handsome!" Zhou Luoyang said, "How long have you been practicing?"

Du Jing replied: "Not long."

"Show me how many arrows you shot?" Zhou Luoyang took out his phone and wanted to record a video for Du Jing so that he could learn from it when he went back.

Du Jing did not evade the camera this time. He first shot an arrow with the bow in his left hand, then picked up another bow with his right hand, and shot another arrow.Five or six arrows in a row, all nailed to the red heart.

Seeing that his posture was quite standard, Zhou Luoyang laughed.But for some reason, in the entire archery club, a few people noticed Du Jing's movements and exclaimed "Yo!"

A group of people started applauding, even the president whistled and gave Du Jing a thumbs up.

Zhou Luoyang: "??"

Du Jing didn't respond, and signaled Zhou Luoyang to continue with the practice bow.

Zhou Luoyang opened his bow and asked the president, "Why did you applaud just now?"

"Bow left and right! Bow left and right!" The president's expression was filled with admiration for Du Jing, "How did you do it? I haven't seen you practice, Du Jing! You are so good! You are so good!"

The president ran over again. He never paid much attention to Du Jing, and asked Zhou Luoyang, "Are you his friend? Are you coming to our club?"

Before Zhou Luoyang answered, Du Jing said, "He's coming."

Zhou Luoyang said: "I will hand over the materials when recruiting new students next semester."

"Don't be distracted," Du Jing only answered one sentence, and then said to Zhou Luoyang, "Continue."

Zhou Luoyang said to the president: "Can you record it for me? I want to see what's wrong with the movements."

There was a mirror in the archery club, but Zhou Luoyang wanted to record it and read it back, so the president took the phone and watched it with Du Jing.Zhou Luoyang shot a few arrows, Du Jing stood behind him and hugged him, correcting his bow posture.

"You are too nervous," Du Jing said, "your hands are shaking."

"I wasn't nervous just now," Zhou Luoyang said, "You taught me by hand, and I started shaking."

Du Jing then put his hands down, put his hands on Zhou Luoyang's waist, looked sideways at the target, then lowered his head slightly, looked at Zhou Luoyang, and said, "Keep your eyes level."

This action was too ambiguous. It was the first time that Zhou Luoyang had such close contact with a man, and his heart couldn't help beating. This was the aggression spontaneously formed in nature when the territories of two male animals collided—— Once the safe distance is exceeded, the alarm sounds one after another in the heart, and the secretion of adrenaline and hormones suddenly exceeds the standard, bringing a mixed feeling of tension, excitement and anxiety.

He had to be distracted from the alarm and aim at the target, half excited, half trembling with danger.

Du Jing was very natural, as if he had acquiesced in Zhou Luoyang's invasion of his territory, got used to him staying in the area around him, and even allowed him to get closer.

"Okay," said the president, "go back and see for yourself."

Zhou Luoyang took the phone and put it away. As soon as the president left, Du Jing let go of Zhou Luoyang, walked aside, and looked at him intently.

Zhou Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief and focused on the target.

"Were you playing handsome just now?" Zhou Luoyang was a little puzzled.

Du Jing replied: "No."

"He's clearly playing handsome," Zhou Luoyang finally came back to his senses, and said, "It's just that I can't understand it."

"Who is it?" Du Jing asked solemnly.

Zhou Luoyang said: "After the holiday, I'll go buy bows and arrows. This activity is very interesting. We will practice together in the future, and I don't want to go to the basketball club."

"I'll buy it for you." Du Jing asked, "Why don't you want to go? Being bullied?"

"No," Zhou Luoyang said, "I just don't want to play basketball recently."

Du Jing drew his bow, shot an arrow, and replied, "Don't just be with me again."

Zhou Luoyang also shot an arrow, missed the target again, and replied, "Of course not, why do you always think so? You should have brought me here long ago."

Du Jing drew his bow, and Zhou Luoyang observed his movements and also drew his bow. Du Jing suddenly said, "I planned to tell you tonight, but I didn't expect that they would not give me this chance. I have always been afraid, afraid of you Changing the dormitory, I was afraid that you would alienate me, so I didn't dare to say."

"What?" Zhou Luoyang asked blankly.

"I have bipolar disorder," Du Jing said seriously, "I found the post on the BBS for a long time, and I don't want you to see it."

Zhou Luoyang put down the drawn bow again, held the bow and arrow in his hand, and looked at Du Jing in a daze. Du Jing also unfastened the drawn bow and arrow, and looked at Zhou Luoyang silently.

They stood quietly, looking at each other.

Zhou Luoyang realized that he was much more important to Du Jing than he thought.

Later, he listened to "Stan" many times, and slowly, he also thought that he understood Du Jing.