On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

The phone vibrated, and there was an additional message in the dialog box.

"want."

The succinct answer instantly made Dong Yu's blood rush, from the neck to the ears red.

His fingers were hot, and his heart was numb as if someone had brushed it with a feather, making him almost throw the phone out.

"what?"

The phone vibrated again, and Song Xueman sent a second message.

Together it is: what do you want?

But Dongyu had other meanings.

The temperature on Dongyu's face faded a little, but his heart was still beating wildly. Fortunately, Song Xueman didn't think too much, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wash himself off even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

He calmed down and edited again: "The school gate is closed, I want to ask you if you want to sleep in my dormitory tonight."

The dialog box displayed "The other party is typing..." After 2 minutes, Song Xueman replied: "...Oh."

Feeling that Song Xueman's tone was very strange, Dongyu explained: "I accidentally sent the wrong message."

Song Xueman: "I'm a little trembling."

The opposite party sent this sentence inexplicably, Dong Yu was puzzled: "?"

Song Xueman sent a voice, with a hoarse voice: "I can't come to your dormitory right now. Go to bed early, see you tomorrow, good night."

After what happened just now, Dong Yu didn't have the nerve to talk too much, so he put away his phone after replying "yes", covered his still hot ears and plunged into the bed.

During Dong Yu's message, the third child went downstairs to the laundry room to pick up his clothes.

When I walked to the door, I found a boy standing by the door with a cigarette in his left hand, looking down at the screen of the phone that had been turned off.

"Are you Dong Yu's friend?" At this time, most of the freshmen were already asleep, so the third child lowered his voice very low.

Song Xueman seemed to be pulled out of her thoughts by this voice, raised her eyes to look at the third child, and curled her lips: "Hello."

"Aren't you going to bed so late?"

Song Xueman leaned against the window and raised her hand, "Go back after smoking this cigarette."

When the third child returned to the dormitory, he wanted to talk to Dong Yu, but when he saw him burying his head in the quilt, he thought he was asleep, and thought it was nothing serious, so he didn't say much.

The belly of the fish turned up in the sky, and the sound of the bell spread throughout the campus.

"Which grandson let it go? Why don't people sleep?!" The fourth child covered his head with a quilt angrily, cursing.

Dongyu wasn't woken up by the bell, but by the fourth child.

He fell asleep in a daze last night, didn't eat instant noodles, and now his stomach is empty.

"Are you awake?" The third child just came back from the outside, holding something in his hand.

Dong Yu rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"Six o'clock." The third child got up early and had already gone for a walk outside.

"I guess you got up late and didn't have time to eat, so I bought some steamed buns, and you guys should eat some buns first."

Dong Yu slowly climbed out of bed, "You got up so early?"

The third child smiled shyly: "I'm used to getting up early."

The four of them washed up one after another and went to the playground to gather.

Dong Yu yawned, with physical tears in the corners of his eyes, walked to the back of the line, and saw Song Xueman looking at him with a smile.

Dong Yu twitched his forehead as the brainless things he did last night came to mind.

Song Xueman greeted: "Morning."

From the looks of it, he slept well last night, but Dong Yu was overthinking himself.

Song Xueman thought it would not be difficult to find a place to stay.

Dong Yu replied lazily: "Morning."

Zhang Zedong walked behind Dongyu and Xu Wenguan at some point, seeing that they were lingering and unable to join the line, he raised his calf to kick them.

Song Xueman suddenly grabbed Dongyu's arm and pulled it into his arms.

"You..." Dong Yu stared at him blankly.

At the same time, Zhang Zedong's voice came from behind: "Do you still want me to invite you in?"

Xu Wenguan was kicked straight in the butt, looked back, and hurriedly pulled Dongyu to the other side.

After the two left, Zhang Zedong looked at Song Xueman with special meaning in his eyes, and said, "Squad leader, you are moving very fast."

Song Xueman slightly curled her lips and lowered her eyelashes, "Not as fast as you."

After returning to the queue, Xu Wenguan whispered: "I feel that instructor Zhang can't understand us."

Dong Yu felt that there were too many things in his head and it was blocked, so he said indifferently, "Grandpa Xu, why did you say that."

"..." Xu Wenguan waved his hands without hesitation, and said with a clear analysis: "Look, there are so many people behind who were not listed, why did he only mention the two of us?"

Dong Yu said helplessly: "Others are not like the two of us, I have been caught by him several times."

Xu Wenguan thought about it, and was successfully persuaded: "Yes."

During the morning exercises, Zhang Zedong seemed to have installed a radar on Dongyu. As long as Dongyu was a little unruly, he would immediately pick it out. Dongyu even wondered if he had installed a surveillance camera nearby.

Song Xueman was also very strange all morning, as long as Zhang Zedong talked to Dong Yu, he would "report" and find an excuse to call Zhang Zedong over.

Song Xueman could even say something like "report, someone untied their shoelaces, come and take a look".

Taking advantage of Zhang Zedong being called away, Dongyu said to Xu Wenguan: "I think you are right. Instructor Zhang really doesn't like us, and..."

Xu Wen asked wearily: "And what?"

"Also, you're right. Song Xueman is very righteous. He has been helping us out. It seems like a good friend."

Xu Wenguan made an unbelievable expression, "Wow, Brother Yu, you have seen it all!"

"..." I'm not stupid, why can't I see it?

With this layer of psychological construction, when meeting Song Xueman at dinner, he directly invited, "Shall we go together?"

Song Xueman was stunned for a moment when he asked him, and then nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The three sat at a dining table in the corner of the cafeteria, Xu Wenguan sat next to Dongyu, and Song Xueman sat opposite Dongyu.

"Have you decided which club to join?"

Dong Yu asked confusedly: "Why do you want to join the club, wouldn't it be good to have more time for yourself?"

Xu Wenguan said in disbelief: "You are stupid, don't you want to experience the atmosphere of a university when you go to university?"

Song Xueman laughed: "The society is more about cultivating interests and hobbies, which is more interesting."

Dong Yu let out an "oh".

Xu Wenguan asked again: "Is there any club you want to join?"

Both of them shook their heads, and Xu Wenguan said, "I got to know it. Joining clubs is good for comprehensive test scores. I have three choices here. First, the Student Union; second, the Youth Volunteer Association; and third, the Red Cross Society. Dongyu, if you like playing guitar, you can go to the 'Qingyin' club, there are many competitions in school."

"Light tone?"

Xu Wenguan said: "It seems to be some kind of music club in anime, the president likes it and uses it."

Song Xueman gently put down his chopsticks, thought for a moment, and said, "I think the student union is pretty good."

Xu Wenguan echoed: "That's right, the comprehensive evaluation of the student union will be a little higher than other clubs."

As soon as Xu Wenguan opened the chatter box, he couldn't stop it. He didn't pay attention to the people passing by, and accidentally bumped into someone with his arm.

Xu Wenguan immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The man didn't speak, looked at Xu Wenguan coldly, and left after a few seconds.

Xu Wenguan was not angry either, gossiping: "Dongyu, do you remember? This is the vice-chairman of the student union who was invited, with a really proud temper."

Mentioning this matter, Dong Yu looked at Song Xueman and asked, "Did the Student Union really invite you?"

Song Xueman nodded with a smile: "I won't lie to you."

"Then why is it him?" Dong Yu didn't like this vice president of the student union with high-sighted eyes.

Song Xueman said: "They didn't invite me to be the vice president."

"That..." A weak voice came from beside him, "May I ask, which school did you graduate from?"

"Linhai No. [-] Middle School." Song Xueman said.

It's too late for Dong Yu to stop it, but after thinking about it, it's not something shameful, why hide it?

"I'm going!? No.[-] Middle School of Linhai City?!" Xu Wenguan yelled suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Linhai No. [-] Middle School? The best high school in the country?"

"I heard that among this class of graduates, there is a very good student who seems to have won some kind of international award. The reporter wanted to interview someone, but he was afraid to go in when he reached the gate of the student's house."

"It seems to say that the student's family background is very special, so I dare not mess with it."

"That's right, among so many cities in China, only Linhai City doesn't announce the results of the students' college entrance examination."

Dong Yu kicked Xu Wenguan under the table: "Keep your voice down."

Xu Wenguan doubted life: "Dongyu, you are not enough buddies, you graduated from No. [-] Middle School without telling me?"

Song Xueman explained: "Dong Yu didn't think so much, he thought they were all the same, there was no difference."

"Not the same." Xu Wenguan opened his eyes wide and repeated: "No, same."

"By the way, Brother Song. Why did Dongyu say that the student union invited you just now?" Xu Wenguan had already called "Brother" in just this moment.

Song Xueman stared at Dong Yu, and after seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he replied: "The school wants me to join the student union, even by name."

Xu Wenguan sat up straight excitedly: "Then do you agree?"

Dong Yu ate with his head buried, revealing a smooth collarbone line.

Song Xueman looked at it for a few seconds, and she didn't know where she thought, and said, "I'm thinking about it."

Dong Yu didn't raise his head and said: "That person was difficult to get along with just now, you won't be able to get along with him when you go in."

Song Xueman laughed when he heard the words: "Understood."

"What about you? Dongyu, do you want to join the student union? It's very interesting." Song Xueman smiled.

Dong Yu said: "I'll think about it."

It was eight o'clock in a while, and the three of them went to the playground to gather.

Zhang Zedong and Xu Hong, the instructor of the second company, came from a distance. They both held hot dog buns in their hands. The chief instructor glanced at them twice, and the two immediately put the buns on the grass and whistled.

"Stand up, everyone stand up! Let's take a relaxed, half-hour military posture, do you have any objection?"

Dare to have an opinion?

Everyone said in unison: "No opinion."

Zhang Zedong showed a tricky smile: "One hundred people didn't report, you do the math, how many more hours should you stand?"

"Pfft! What a dog." The fourth child snickered next door, and from Dong Yu's eyes, the fourth child even made a face at them.

Xu Hong quietly appeared behind him: "The words of Instructor Zhang are my words, and someone moved without reporting. Congratulations, and I will reward you with four 10 minutes of military posture."

"Pfft!" Dong Yu and the others couldn't help laughing when they heard this reversal, and the fourth brother's face was so green that it couldn't be greener.

Zhang Zedong looked at the two of them, and said strangely, "You two are gloating, right?"

When the fourth child heard this, he thought that they would also be punished, so his ears perked up.

Zhang Zedong changed the subject: "Then have fun, military posture for half an hour, now time."

"..." The fourth son's face turned greener.

Dong Yu felt itchy on the back of his neck while standing. He wanted to scratch but didn't dare, so he couldn't help but move his head.

"It's moving! You're moving again!" A voice came from behind unexpectedly, which startled Dong Yu.

Holding a blade of grass in his hand, Zhang Zedong walked slowly in front of Dongyu, and taught him a lesson, "Do you think you have ADHD?"

Dong Yu looked at the grass in his hand, pursed his lips helplessly, and said, "Report. Instructor, can you show some face?"

"Why do I..."

"Report." Another voice came from the other end of the line.

Seeing Zhang Zedong's temples twitching wildly, Dong Yu gritted his teeth, trying to hold back, but in the end he couldn't hold back and exploded in one breath.

"Report report report! It's you again, it's you again! Isn't it uncomfortable not to make dozens of reports a day?" Zhang Zedong said angrily.

Dong Yu suppressed a smile and lowered his head.

Song Xueman's tone was flat: "Instructor, come here."

Zhang Zedong gritted his teeth and said, "Just say that!"

Song Xueman: "I'm afraid you won't hear me."

Zhang Zedong was so angry that he jumped up, and his local accent came out: "Speak, I can hear you."

Song Xueman remained calm: "You will regret it if you don't come here."

The author has something to say: To tell the truth, Brother Song is reincarnated.

Happy Lantern Festival!Everyone stay healthy!