What if there are no inhibitors?

"It's my roommate again!" Hear his voice first, and see him again.The boy who opened the door for the ms was wearing a white shirt on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body. He had mousse on his hair.

The other party looks fair and clean, and his skin is in good condition.It's not at all like those students who just went through the college entrance examination with pimples all over their faces, but more like an art student who knows how to clean up.

His eyes sparkled: "Is it a new roommate?"

Song Zhiwei smiled sweetly: "Hi, I'm Song Zhiwei."

"I'm Bai Yuan." Bai Yuan said with a smile, and then looked at Han Lu behind him.

"I sent him off." Han Lu's voice was loose.

"Oh." Bai Yuan nodded.

"Okay, then I'll deliver it." The senior nodded to them: "Find me in the volunteer area if you have anything, and I'll go back to pick up the next wave of juniors."

"Thank you senior." Song Zhiwei smiled and waved his paw.

The senior walked a few steps, then turned around and came back, standing in front of Song Zhiwei: "How about we add a WeChat account, junior?"

Song Zhiwei:?

He was a little confused at first, but because the senior was the first person in the new school to show kindness to him, he quickly took out his phone and said with a smile, "Okay."

The senior smiled awkwardly, and explained: "The junior will definitely be very popular in the future." He blinked: "I am the first group of people who have the contact information of the junior."

There are a lot of twists and turns here.

He has this contact information, especially Song Zhiwei's contact information during the prime time when school just started.

Then hold a resource.What if a girl adds him and asks him for it.

Furthermore, this junior must be a good seed that the performance club of the Etiquette Department is eager to win over.

At this time, a contact method is very important.

"Song Zhiwei said "ah" in embarrassment. Does the senior mean that he will have a good relationship?

He slowed down when he touched the phone, and subconsciously looked at Han Lu.

Bai Yuan and the senior also subconsciously followed him and stared at Han Lu.

Han Lu was not embarrassed to be stared at by so many people, he just looked at Song Zhiwei calmly: "You decide for yourself."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei blinked as if waking up from a dream, and gave the WeChat to the senior.

"Okay." The senior took back the phone: "Then I'm leaving completely this time."

"Goodbye, senior."

"Wow~"

Song Zhiwei looked over and saw that the booing came from another roommate. This roommate was tall and strong, with dark skin and a loud voice.It doesn't look like a fashion design student, but a sports committee member in the class.

The sports committee member said: "I'm very lucky, and my roommates are all handsome. But you are too thin." He patted the tendons on his body: "From now on, learn fitness with me."

Song Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, this smile was completely different from the polite smile just now.It's a really happy smile.

This person is too funny to talk, with a sense of joy.

Bai Yuan nodded with great interest: "Okay, but I don't like too many muscles, a little is fine."

"I will handle it."

Han Lu stepped forward to support his waist.two people

into the bedroom.

The other two roommates enthusiastically told him where there was a supermarket and where he could get military training camouflage uniforms.

He and Han Lu resigned from their two roommates and went out together.This new school is many times bigger than their original high school.There are more and more beautiful buildings, and more scenery, just like a scenic spot.

Because it was the first year of freshman year, countless freshmen walked in here with longing and happy faces, carrying big and small bags in their hands like a pilgrimage.

Immersed in such an atmosphere, more or less myself will be happy together.

Song Zhiwei never knew that he could be so willing to wait in a long line.

But...there are long queues everywhere, long queues for cotton four-piece suits, long queues for daily necessities, and long queues for camouflage uniforms.

They have gone back and forth to the dormitory several times.

This is the last time, out to buy some small things that I forgot to buy.

No matter how happy he was, he couldn't stand the scorching sun. Song Zhiwei put his chin on Han Lu's shoulder, and said, "Just buy something, anyway, I won't be living in the dormitory soon."

"Ah."

It was too hot to rely on like this, and he straightened up sullenly.

Han Lu used the washbasin he just bought to shield him from the sun.

He looked down and played with his phone.

Before they came to Bingcheng, they negotiated to live in school for a while before going out to live.

Because some schools stipulate that freshmen cannot live off-campus.

But just now they learned from the senior that this school can go out.

But even if he can move out, it's not now. He must still live in the dormitory for military training.

Han Lu said: "During military training, I will choose a house."

Song Zhiwei said: "Closer to your school. The content of our professional classes is actually good, but there are a lot of homework after class." He shook the mobile phone in his hand, "It was said in the class."

He raised his head and saw Han Lu's movement, and he gave Han Lu's wrist in embarrassment, "Don't be like this, other girls will laugh at me."

"They also use basins to block the sun."

"Others are blocking themselves." Song Zhiwei roared, his body was about to be smoky from the sun.

Han Lu lowered his hands.

Song Zhiwei snatched the basin from the other party's hand, and raised his hands on Han Lu's head in a very artificial manner.

Han Lu raised his eyes.

"I think you're embarrassed." Song Zhiwei said proudly.

Who would have thought that Han Lu would really keep his expression on.

People passing by all looked at them, Song Zhiwei put his face on his arms, trying to cover his face as much as possible.

Han Lu is still calm and steady, carefully reading the rental information.

Song Zhiwei finally added helplessly: "Your professional courses are many and difficult, so I don't care if you rent a house closer to your school."

"Ah."

When they bought everything and went back to the dormitory, a heart-warming feeling of coolness spread from throat to lungs, just a cool word!

There was only one bench in the dormitory, and Song Zhiwei said to Han Lu coquettishly, "I'll sit first."

"Ah."

Song Zhiwei jumped over and sat on the bench. After thinking about it, something was wrong. He turned his buttocks and gave way to Han Lu, "Let's sit together."

"No need." Han Lu sat on Song Zhiwei's table, with his long legs stepping on the ground easily.He unscrewed the mineral water, raised his head and took a sip slowly.The whole person is completely idle, unlike summer.

Song Zhiwei wiped the sweat from his neck with paper, "Ah, I can't stand it, I'm going to take a shower."

When he came out with wet sandals and slippers, his place had been neatly tidied up.

The quilt and sheets on the bed were clean and tidy.

The things on the table below are also arranged like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and they look very comfortable.

His mouth opened into an "O" shape.

The sports committee also looked surprised, pointing to the door: "Your friend helped you fix it." At the end he added: "You two have such a good relationship."

Does the best friend have this effect?If I had known earlier, I would have brought his best friend to sign up, so that he would not be exhausted today, no, no, no, or not.

His buddies will hurt him.It is not the configuration of others at all.

As soon as the words fell, Han Lu just came back from the outside, "Did you wash?"

"Ah."

Han Lu said to Bai Yuan and the sports committee member, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Sports Commissioner: "Why?"

He just found out that Han Lu is not from their school, but just a friend of his roommate.

"Thank you for your help," Han Lu said.

The sports committee was full of question marks: that's it?That's it?

Passing something by hand, is this also called helping?

"And they are all Song Zhiwei's roommates, let's get to know each other in advance." Han Lu patted the sports committee member on the shoulder with his special buddy.

The sports committee guessed that Han Yul should be a very charismatic person, just such a common sentence.

He was inexplicably convinced.

"Let's go." He was very straightforward.

Bai Yuan also put down his phone and stood up: "Let's go."

The four located a nearby Chinese restaurant with a good reputation.Neither of them are talkative people, starting from the most basic college entrance examination and hometown, they chatted happily in less than a while.

The dishes on the table are also delicious and are slowly decreasing.

Han Lu asked: "Can you go out to live as a freshman in your school?"

Song Zhiwei raised his head and looked at Han Lu in puzzlement.Didn't you just ask the senior today?

The sports committee shook his head: "I don't know."

Bai Yuan said, "No need."

"Why are you asking this?" The sports committee member was curious: "Aren't you from our school?"

"He and I are going out to live together." Han Lu raised his head and pointed at Song Zhiwei with his chin.

Bai Yuan looked and looked between Han Lu and Song Zhiwei, and finally bowed his head and ate in silence.

The sports committee member sighed sincerely: "You two have such a good relationship." He turned his head and said to Song Zhiwei: "I said why you have so little stuff. It turns out that you have to go out to live after the military training."

"Yeah." Song Zhiwei buried his head in eating, and the roots of his ears turned red.

After eating, the two arrived at Hanyul School in the evening.

I don't know if it is his psychological hint.I always feel that any student who walks casually in a top university is full of unfathomable taste.

He is like a dwarf who has strayed into the kingdom of giants.

But he is more proud of Han Lu, his boyfriend is too good, and his emotions are full of sourness.

This school is bigger than his school, with tall and straight green fir trees.

He took the initiative to run up and down to help Han Lu put things and run errands.

The operation of the other party taking care of the child by hand today really shocked him.

They are all in love, it seems that he has no hands or feet.

Later, the two slept in a room outside.

Because it was too late for him to go back to school, the first day, both of them wanted to get bored for a while.

I didn't do anything else, I was too tired, so I fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, he seemed to hear Han Lu say in his ear: "Be careful with your WeChat, don't add people randomly."

He went back by himself during the day the next day.

The last roommate in the dormitory also saw it.

There are quite a lot of girls in school uniforms.Their dormitory is the only two boys' dormitories in the class.

Everyone gets along pretty well, and they always like to chat at night in the dormitory.

From their parents, friends, high school life, college entrance examination, to the seniors in the new school and the female classmates in the class.

A steady stream, one topic after another.

And Bai Yuan is more good at throwing stalks and picking up stalks, laughing constantly.

It was another day of daily night chat, and everyone talked about topics round after round.The sports committee member suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously: "Do you know? I heard that in our school, the probability of our major being gay is very high."

"Who did you hear?"

"In the last class, it was said that it was the men who set up school uniforms. I forgot. Anyway, this major loves homosexuality."

"What's the matter?" Bai Yuan asked, "You discriminate against homosexuals?"

"I don't have a conscience." The sports committee member hugged the quilt tightly in aggrieved way: "I just think it's interesting, and there is still a high or low probability for this thing."

"Maybe the boys or girls who study clothing design have good taste and have some artistic cells in their bodies." Another roommate said.

Everyone agrees somewhat.

"I'm gay." Bai Yuan said.

There was a loud thunder in the sky.

"What?" The head of the sports committee immediately used the clothes hanger to press the dormitory switch: "Fuck! I guess it is! You have so many skin care products, you still wear perfume!!!"

"It doesn't smell good?" Bai Yuan frowned.

"That." Song Zhiwei raised a hand: "Me too."

"What?!" Now the sports committee was really shocked.His body shrank back in fright, and he looked at the last roommate with horror in his eyes.

The last roommate quickly waved his hand: "I'm not! Don't get me wrong!"

The sports committee breathed a sigh of relief, and finally said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that this probability is quite accurate."

Bai Yuan said: "It was your boyfriend who sent you to the dormitory that day."

Song Zhiwei wrapped himself in a quilt, "Yes."

The tips of the ears turn strawberry red.

The sports committee didn't believe it just now, thinking that Song Zhiwei took the opportunity to make a joke.I totally believe it now.

Song Zhiwei's state just now, how to put it, was very sweet.

It made him want to fall in love too, and his girlfriend must be so sweet to mention herself in front of her roommates!

"Hmph." Bai Yuan snorted coldly, "I knew it."

"His act of swearing sovereignty that day almost blinded me." Bai Yuan made an eyeball-gouging motion.

"What, what, tell me such an exciting thing." In the end, the roommate came late and didn't know anything.

Bai Yuan told him in detail, including how many times Han Lu touched Song Zhiwei's waist, and he remembered clearly.

The sports committee member was about to get goosebumps: "How do you remember so clearly?"

"No way, I can't turn around when I see two ideal-shaped eyes. And the waist is a very important place for us, you understand?"

"I don't know."

In the end, Bai Yuan covered his face and cried exaggeratedly: "Ah! I'm so miserable, obviously homosexuals are only a small number of people. I finally met them, and I digested them internally."

"I remember..." Song Zhiwei tilted his head, which was similar to the way he tilted his head before beating someone, "You should really be interested in Han Lu."

Bai Yuan's face froze: "Who doesn't like big fierce brother, especially this kind is neither weak nor strong, but just good temperament."

All right.My brother's cold eyes look hard at me.

Song Zhiwei sneered: "You observe carefully."

Not weak or strong, just the temperament.

His tone was too cold and serious.

So much so that the sports committee member and another roommate noticed the unusual atmosphere in the dormitory.

Bai Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't have to be so possessive. I haven't done anything yet, I don't even need WeChat, it's wrong to look at handsome guys more." He pouted: "Then I see you more. "

He was really wronged.Because he felt that he actually liked Song Zhiwei more later.

Although it's just a good feeling, it's not up to the level of liking.

But isn't that kind of cold and beautiful beauty more fragrant than a temperamental handsome man?

It's a pity that I saw how soft Song Zhiwei was in front of Han Lu, and even acted on his boyfriend's face.

He knew that Song Zhiwei's coldness was really just cooling himself alone.

fuck.