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"You have to be sunny and active, so that people will be willing to make friends with you."

"Mom doesn't want you to be a nerd who only knows how to read."

"EQ and IQ are indispensable, and interpersonal communication is also very important."

"Xiao Ze, mom is wrong. Mom... loves you..."

"How can you hit someone? They are our relatives, what did you do wrong, communicate well!"

"You have to be good."

I am very obedient and well-behaved, I will do what you say, but why...you want to leave me in...a place like that...I dare not say...

very tired.

"It's just a scarf. If you lose it, you lose it. Anyway, there is a new one."

Ye Ze struggled to wake up from the oppressive and dim dream, sweating all over in the winter.He stared blankly at the ceiling. At the end of the dream, the young man's clear voice and nonchalant tone were still in his ears.

He propped himself up and sat up, only to find that his palms were slippery and sweaty.

Wiping dry on the quilt casually, he let out a long breath.Since going to college, this kind of mental fatigue has become more and more obvious, and it was even worse this morning. He didn't want to move at all, and he didn't even bother to breathe. He just wanted to stay in a quiet place and listen to his breathing slowly. Stop, the whole world is at peace.

In fact, he hates noise.

"What time is it?" Ying You's vague voice sounded.

He was obviously still half asleep, and it seemed that Ye Ze's movement woke him up too much.

"...It's almost seven o'clock." Ye Ze touched the phone from the pillow and told the time softly.

Ying You responded, turned over and fell asleep again.

Ye Ze's finger was still on the phone screen, the lock screen was on and off, he moved his finger and pressed it again.

His body slid under the quilt and leaned against the bed for a while, his hair was lazy for a while, his eyes were dull for a long time before they fell on the time at the top of the phone screen.

Saturday, seven past two.

Ye Ze felt a little cold after wearing unlined clothes for a short time. He slid directly into the bed, leaving only his head outside.

I don't want to move, and I don't want to go to the library.Don't want to do anything today.

Anyway, today is the weekend, no class.

Thinking of this, Ye Ze's eyelids closed again, and he fell into a deep sleep.

It was noon after this sleep.It was after eleven o'clock that Ye Ze woke up again. He only felt a splitting headache, and his consciousness was not very clear, so he couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Zhou Huai happened to be sitting at the bottom reading a book—Ye Ze was sleeping on the bed next to the door. He raised his head and asked, "Ye Ze? Are you awake?"

"Damn! Who is this? Is he fucking sick? Let's go this way!" Ying You buried half of her body in the bed, wearing a down jacket to play games, and her output depended on roaring.

Ye Ze's head ached from his yelling, as if someone had hit him hard with a small hammer.He frowned, and had no time to take care of Zhou Huai. He changed his sleeping position, trying to relieve the pain, but it hurt even more when he moved.

"Yingyou Yingyou, come to my side—ah! I'm dead!" Wang Hanbo called out.

"Why did you die, you stupid X..."

Ye Ze's eyes were slightly closed, and his consciousness began to blur again.

"Fuck. It's a good thing we won." The bed shook twice, and Ye Ze guessed that Ying You had changed his position.

He exhaled: I really can't bear any turbulence, I feel like my head is about to split.

"Ye Ze." Zhou Huai's face suddenly appeared in sight, and Ye Ze almost lost his temper and looked at Zhou Huai weakly.

Zhou Huai was startled: "What's wrong with you?" He reached out to touch his forehead.

Ying You originally planned to have another dish, but immediately asked, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

The message notification sounded "tick" beside the pillow, and Ye Ze waved his hands with Zhou Huai, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it should be because I have a headache from sleeping too much, and I'm not sick." He turned over to get the phone.

Lin Jianglin opened the drawer and took out a thermometer, and handed it to Zhou Huai: "Let him take his temperature."

Wang Hanbo shouted at the top of his voice on the bed: "Yingyou—do you want another dish?"

"Stop beating, I'm going to eat later." Ying You put on her clothes, got up and folded the quilt, and then got out of bed to wash.

Wang Hanbo drooped his brows in disappointment, and started a new game by himself, chattering: "Fuck! This person's walking is disgusting @#￥#%..."

Zhou Huai asked Ye Ze to clamp the thermometer before jumping off the chair.

Wang Hanbo glanced at Zhou Huai: "Ye Ze's illness made you anxious, are you his father?"

Zhou Huai glanced at him inexplicably: "It's normal for a roommate to take care of him when he's sick. But you, he's not feeling well and you're still arguing over there."

"What's wrong with the discomfort? The dormitory belongs to everyone. There's no need to make the whole dormitory as quiet as a chicken just because of one person. Besides, Qiu Ying sleeps all day and never sees him complaining that I'm noisy."

"Fuck..." Zhou Huai didn't expect him to have such an indifferent attitude, and immediately wanted to teach him well, Ying You still had a toothbrush in his mouth, so she hurried out and grabbed Zhou Huai's arm, signaling him to calm down.

Zhou Huai turned to look at Ye Ze. He was still holding the phone in his hand, and his eyes were about to close again.Thinking that he needs to rest whether he has a cold or a fever, he stopped talking.

"He is still playing with his mobile phone, and he doesn't see any discomfort." Wang Hanbo is still saying, "It's a big deal, just drink some hot water. It's just such a big fight, just like a woman, squeamish or not ..."

Ying You took the toothbrush out of his mouth and spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth. With a white beard around his mouth, he interrupted Wang Hanbo in a blunt tone: "Stop talking. If you get sick one day, no one cares about it in the dormitory. You, don't you feel sad?"

"Hehe. The big man still needs to be cared about? I didn't say that he and the little sissy in the clinic are really suitable, a pair of sissies—"

"Which clinical bitch?"

Ying You was dumbfounded listening to Wang Hanbo's grin with his toothbrush in his mouth, when a cold male voice suddenly appeared behind him, and he almost swallowed the toothbrush.

Turning his head, the victim of Ye Ze's movement, the little sissy in the clinic, was looking at Wang Hanbo eeriely while carrying a few plastic bags.

"I'm sorry, there was no answer when I knocked on the door just now, and I just came in when I heard it." Fu Zhijin turned his head and explained a few words to You, and then asked, "Which table is Ye Ze's?"

Ying You slowly pointed to the table beside him.

"Thank you."

The four awake people in the dormitory stared blankly at Fu Zhijin putting the plastic bag on Ye Ze's table, and the whole room was so quiet that there was only the sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other.

Then he pulled away Ye Ze's chair and stepped on it.He was about 1.8 meters tall and stepped on the chair, and almost his entire upper body could lie on Ye Ze's bed.He took the cell phone away from Ye Ze's hand very naturally, and gently pushed Ye Ze.

"Wow?"

"Take out the thermometer and let me see."

After learning about it for a while, Fu Zhijin looked at the temperature and said, "38 degrees. Is your nose blocked?"

"A bit."

"Didn't you eat in the morning? Are you hungry?"

"No appetite...don't want to eat."

"Does your head still hurt?"

"gosh……"

"Understood. You can lie down for a while."

Fu Zhijin got off the chair, took out a few bags of medicine from the plastic bag and put them away, went to the window sill and asked, "Which one is Ye Ze's thermos?" Frowning: "Ye Ze didn't have any hot water left yesterday?"

He remembered that Ye Ze liked to keep hot water when he was in junior high school, and he made sure to have hot water to drink when he woke up the next morning.

Zhou Huai took out Ye Ze's hot water bottle to him silently, and lowered his head not daring to look at Fu Zhijin's face: "He has some left, and then..."

"Then you just used it casually? With his consent?" Fu Zhijin's cold face was terrifying.

"Use, what's wrong with using it? It's a dormitory, what's the matter with using him to order hot water?" Wang Hanbo was stunned for a long time, and finally remembered that he was still jealous before, and of course he couldn't be cowardly now, so he bit the bullet and resisted Fu Zhijin's ice shuttle. His eyes said, "His water is not a fine nectar and jade dew, it's extremely rare!"

But in the end it is a guilty conscience.Ye Ze told them at the beginning of school that he must drink a cup of hot water in the morning, which is a habit.Hot water is available, but leave a glass of water for him.He wanted to wash his feet last night and was too lazy to fetch water. After Ye Ze fell asleep, he quietly poured his hot water to wash his feet—it was just a cup of hot water!What's wrong with him?

Holding Ye Ze's thermos, Fu Zhijin looked up at him, and said with a sneer, "Wait for me to come back."

The bedroom door closes.

Wang Hanbo: "...Mom, damn! Am I afraid of you?"

Ying You: "..."

Zhou Huai: "..."

Lin Jianglin: "..."

Qiu Ying: "..."

Wang Hanbo: "What are you looking at? Don't you know how to help me just now? Don't you feel ashamed if it spreads?!"

Qiu Ying hugged the quilt and was sleepy, with eye feces in the corners of his eyes. He disapproved and said, "Wang Hanbo, what happened to you today? Ye Ze shouldn't have done anything to apologize to you, right? Why are you so serious about complaining to him? "

Zhou Huai pursed his lips and mocked: "Didn't you say that you don't need to help and don't care? Why are you so sissy asking for help now?"

Ying You rinsed her mouth, put the tooth cup on the sink and pulled Zhou Huai: "Hey, stop arguing, stop arguing." Then she looked at Wang Hanbo: "What's going on with you today?"

"I think I can bear it enough. He is a boy who is born to be cute. Is he sick? Is it disgusting? I made a joke last time and got on top of me. Could it be that he is a homosexual and afraid of others!"

"Ye Ze is like this, why is he acting cute..."

"Don't say a few words about Wang Hanbo. Don't you know that some jokes can be joked and some can't be joked? Besides, Ye Ze treats everyone very well and respects others. So what if he really is? You don't care if he doesn't like you. Width!"

"What do you know..."

Ye Ze heard the commotion in the dormitory, but his brain seemed to be filled with paste and was running slowly. He couldn't hear what they were arguing at all. His brain seemed to be split open by an axe. His brows were wrinkled, and his whole body was cold.

Suddenly, the dormitory became quiet. He heard the sound of clattering plastic bags, the dull sound of something being placed on the table, and the "click" sound of the thermos bottle falling on the ground. Then the chair was carefully pulled away, and someone stepped on it to the front.

The shallow breath sprayed on the face, warm.

Ye Ze narrowed his eyes and saw Fu Zhijin leaning in front of him, his hands retracting.

"Awake? Come and take some medicine."

After talking, the person went down again.

Ye Ze watched in a daze as the back of his head disappeared in front of his eyes, his heart shuddered inexplicably, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Fu Zhijin——"

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Boys, it's scary to be narrow-minded.Don't think that boys are magnanimous