The scumbag who was abandoned by me came to the door

In broad daylight, the world was clear, and Zeng Loujia thought about measuring Zhao Gun, but he didn't have the courage to block himself in the alleys and mess around. He was no longer a high school student with no hair, and he would not always do that kind of unnutritious thing.

Zhao Gun did not lead him to any inexplicable place, but into a pharmacy near the school, which was filled with a wide variety of medicines and daily necessities.

The pharmacy seemed empty during lunch time. Zhao Yu walked around the store and stopped in front of the health care product counter. There were rows of Du Leisi and lubricating oils on it, and all kinds of passion suits made people blush.

"A school like a monk's temple still sells this kind of thing. The sales volume is not too high, so it is placed in such a conspicuous place."

Zeng Loujia had an inexplicable pain in his temple, Zhao Juruo stared at himself and Du Leisi seemingly absently, and he couldn't help but recall the embarrassing scene of the two secretly going to buy this thing for the first time.

Zhao Gun would still blush at that time, but now his skin is as thick as the corner of a city wall.

"There are quite a lot of women in science and engineering now, and N University is not considered a temple for monks." Zeng Loujia replied tactfully in this way, but the drugstore salesperson looked at the two of them with weird eyes, showing a mysterious smile like an old aunt.

Zhao Gun continued, "There are still three flavors of gift packs to choose from. It's been a long time."

Zeng Loujia's ears suddenly burned.

"Auntie, put this on for me!" Zhao Yu shouted, "A bottle of alcohol and cotton wool."

Zeng Loujia's clenched fist was about to punch out.

Zhao Gun told him to sit on the stool provided for rest in the pharmacy, and dipped some alcohol in the cotton wool, as if he couldn't help showing a smirk, and his dark eyes sparkled, "Senior, you wear this on your ear. Earrings!"

Such jumpy and continuous conversations made Zeng Loujia feel physically and mentally exhausted. He expected that the other party was simply playing tricks on him.

Alas, I still haven't practiced enough.

"En." The best way to deal with Zhao Gun at present is to use defense as offense.

"Lost it?" Zhao Bun's action of applying the medicine was suddenly a little rough, the tingling sensation from the alcohol permeating the wound was very obvious, probably the other party wanted Zeng Loujia to feel a little more pain, so he applied it several times, even raising fish in the ear pinna enough.

"Well, I threw it away a long time ago," Zeng Loujia said without hesitation, "This piercing is almost healed, I accidentally scratched the skin, and it rotted again today."

Zhao Gun asked again, "Why did you throw it away?"

"Are you asking about ear studs, or something else?" Zeng Loujia looked calm and took it for granted, "If you don't like it, it may be because you are tired... What reason do you need to throw things away, it is very unnecessary."

Zhao Gun smiled, and bent the corners of his mouth a little reluctantly, "No wonder someone said that heartless human flesh will relapse once it rots, and it may eventually rot so badly that even its head will fall off."

"Who said that?"

"I told you." Zhao Gun flicked the cotton swab bag and the alcohol bottle in his hand, and smashed them firmly into the trash can three meters away. The salesman was so frightened that he couldn't help but indignantly said, "You two handsome guys are not trying to make trouble, are you? Please get out of the fight."

"Auntie, don't worry, I can't fight." Zeng Loujia rubbed his belly, "I'm hungry, when will I be able to eat the meal you promised?"

Zhao Yu looked at his watch, "I'm afraid I can't do it today, I need to go back to the dormitory to pack my luggage, I'll take another day." It was as if he suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he walked without any muddle.

Zeng Loujia saw Zhao Gun's angry back through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his high-slung heart finally fell to the ground.

Zhao Gun should have understood the pun just now.

However, this kind of relationship that does not know when it will become entangled may last for a long time.

There may be more upsets in the future.

The afternoon class is mainly about architectural history and architectural theory. The speaker is Shen Yawen, the most famous lecturer in the Department of Architecture. Professor Shen is in his early thirties this year. He has a very refreshing and handsome face. He is a genuine doctoral student of the school. Take heavy responsibility.

Middle school teachers rely on experience and voice, while university teachers rely on knowledge and funny mouth.

I'm afraid Shen Yawen doesn't need to be too eloquent, so I just want to stand on the podium like others.

The graceful demeanor comes naturally.

Zeng Loujia has always had a natural sense of admiration for people with a bookish temperament. Maybe they are not born with ears, ears, eyes and ears, but they will exude a persistent, wise and elegant magic from their body, hair and skin. , unconsciously attracting everyone's attention.

"Architecture itself does not tell people how to use it. The method of use is outside the book. Talking about it on paper is not as good as practicing it in person. People with vision and vision must first bend down and keep their feet on the ground."

"Everyone who sits again may be the most outstanding designers in the construction industry in the future. You describe houses, create lives, and outline the future. You are the planners and painters of social machines."

"I hope that you will come to meet me in every class this semester, and don't just waste every architectural theory you have learned on exams. After all, the only master architect who is self-taught is Tadao Ando."

Nearly 200 people in the lecture theater roared with laughter.

Shen Yawen cleared his throat, "The handsome guy in the blue shirt in the seventh row... Could it be that my speech is not as exciting as the one on the phone?" Play with electronics during class.

The warm sunshine is like a spotlight, just covering Zeng Loujia's fair face, like an angel's halo. He kept tapping the keyboard of his phone with both hands, so that he was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

Dai Yuanzheng smacked him with his arm: The teacher asked why you were playing with your mobile phone.

Zeng Loujia stood up slowly.

"Teacher, I'm not playing a game." He stood up the phone screen to respond positively to Shen Yawen's doubts, "I'm just sorting out the key points of your wonderful knowledge and my own understanding."

Shen Yawen didn't expect him to stand up and defend himself, "Your name is Zeng Loujia, right?" When he entered school last year, Zeng Loujia was regarded as a legend on campus for a long time. , but Gao Leng couldn't sleep.

Seeing it now, it really stands out.

Shen Yawen smiled and said, "I've talked a lot, and it's been nearly an hour, how much can you record?" Even if your fingers don't get numb and swollen, your memory won't be that good.

Xiuxiu, sit down.Shen Yawen nodded.

What Zeng Loujia couldn't stand the most was being perfunctory. He pushed aside Dai Yuanzheng's deliberate obstruction, and strode up to the podium from the seventh row.

People in the lecture theater began to whisper to each other.

Shen Yawen was stunned, feeling that the other party was coming so aggressively that he might punch him, but when Zeng Loujia really walked into his eyes, he suddenly found that his heart was pounding violently.

This boy, who was as delicate as bone china, stubbornly opened the phone interface, "Please take a look." His attitude was very clear.

Shen Yawen smiled faintly, and shifted his eyes from Zeng Loujia's serious side face to the densely packed written records, glanced around a few times, and moved his fingers up and down a few times as if extremely shocked.

The lecture notes of nearly [-] words, the key elements in it were recorded by Zeng Loujia with WPS.

Memory is really amazing.

Shen Yawen's gaze changed from astonishment to approval, "Everyone is holding the computer to take notes, only you are using the phone, so I thought you were playing." It is another form of apology.

He didn't know how Zeng Loujia had the spare money to buy a laptop computer. Thanks to Zeng Loujia's human brain, he was able to use his brain better, and he worked as a meeting recorder during the holidays, so his ten fingers were so flexible that they could fly.

"But next time there is a similar situation, please talk to me after class." Shen Yawen humorously calmed down the noisy conversation in the lecture hall, "After all, I have more private time."

"But I don't have enough time after class, and if there is a misunderstanding, I should resolve it as soon as possible." Zeng Loujia said in a low voice, so that Professor Shen can hear clearly, and then turned back to his seat with his mobile phone.

Dai Yuanzheng gave him a thumbs up from afar.

Zeng Loujia carried two charging treasures on his back, and took notes all afternoon, and almost lost one of them.

Dai Yuanzheng saw that his mobile phone was surprisingly hot, and he couldn't help but kindly reminded him, "If you continue to use electronic equipment like this, be careful that it will explode someday."

Zeng Loujia forced a smile, "Your suggestion is good, I should consider buying an accident insurance for myself."

Dai Yuanzheng wanted to say something else, Zeng Loujia picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave the classroom.

"Hey, Zeng Loujia!" Dai Yuanzheng blocked his way, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to eat together, don't you want to eat again today?"

Zeng Loujia shrugged his shoulders, "I don't have class tonight, I just have to go back to work." Part of the reason was that he didn't want to meet Zhao Gun again.

After saying goodbye to Dai Yuanzheng, Zeng Loujia put on the earphones, casually opened the txt file of architectural history stored in his mobile phone, chose the most comfortable voice speed, and walked to the rental house while following the voice to consolidate knowledge.

Although his memory is good, if he doesn't circulate and consolidate knowledge, he will collapse like a tall building without a foundation.

What's more, his time is really like water in a sponge, which needs to be squeezed and squeezed.

Along the way, he went to a hardware store and bought some quartz glass, UHU glue, wood boards, and LED lights.By the time we rushed to the rental house, it was already late, and every household in the rental house smelled delicious food.

Zeng Loujia secretly cursed Zhao Gun, a dead thing, for wasting his lunch and refusing to give him food. Hungry, he carried two large bags of materials and walked to the door of his house.

There were no extra lighting facilities outside the rental house, and the dim and unclear environment seemed to hide a monster's pocket, swallowing Zeng Loujia's slender figure suddenly into the depths of the dark road.

Zeng Loujia put down two large bags of materials, already out of breath, and took out the house key with his backhand. His shadow was vaguely copied on the old-fashioned iron-clad door.

After touching it, I found a black garbage bag tied to the doorknob.

Zeng Loujia looked around, and there seemed to be nothing hanging on the door of his two neighbors. Could it be that someone was lazy and hung the garbage at his house.

Alas, with a slight sigh, Zeng Loujia untied the garbage bag, and a strange fragrance gushed out of the wide-open pocket, which did not belong to the fragrance of flowers and fruits, but a smell similar to the fragrance added to latex.

What is it!

Zeng Loujia boldly reached in and touched it. It was full of dozens of safety condoms that had been removed from the plastic seal. They should have never been used, but the greasy and sticky feel was abnormal, which made him feel sick, so he quickly took them out. With his own hand, he turned around and threw the bag of things into the public trash can.

After the door was opened, the first thing Zeng Loujia did was to take a shower. He felt that his whole body had been infected by some kind of germ, and he kept scrubbing with cold water until his skin turned pink.

He first thought of Zhao Bun, and rationally reminded himself that it couldn't be such a coincidence, not to mention that Zhao Bun should be at school during this time, and it is impossible to come out to play pranks, and Zhao Bun is not so bad.

Second, someone around did it.

Thinking of this, Zeng Loujia was shivering all over. He is a poor student who is studying in a faraway place. He wants money but has no money. Want to make fun of him?

Zeng Loujia was completely confused by anger, and he took a cold bath and was still hungry, and now he was sitting dizzy at the desk, thinking about himself and being angry.

His desk is very large, part of it is used to place study materials, and the other part can be used randomly. There is an exquisite model of a two-story building in the corner, all collaged with the best materials, and a frame is made on the left On the swing, on the right is a single-plank arch bridge polished by hand, below is a koi pond stacked with pebbles, and a few small plastic fish float vividly on the water painted by paint.

Zeng Loujia's big eyes filled with embarrassment and anger suddenly became tender.

Anyway, isn't some life just about enduring it?

His fingers lightly opened the button.

Every window in the building model emits light orange light, intoxicating and warm like thousands of real lights.

The movable roof was opened, and each room in the model was made according to the real scale, and a crystal music box was placed in one of the rooms.

Zeng Loujia opened the music box, and the piece of white paper lying quietly inside it hurt his nerves, and he quickly took out the blood-stained blue diamond earring from his pocket.

Zhao Gun pierced his ears with his own hands.

Zhao Gun put the earrings on him with his own hands.

Zhao Gun said, Jiajia, if one day you don't like me anymore, just throw away this earring. If I see it, I will know it.

So when Zhao Gun was biting the flesh of his ear, he intentionally bit off the earplug.

Never take it off.

Always love him alone.

The orange light bounced in Zeng Loujia's moist eye sockets for a long time, until under his long and thick eyelashes, some twinkling and translucent star spots appeared.

He sealed the earrings and the white paper back into the music box and buried them in his little house.

"Dong dong dong..."

A series of irregular knocks on the door sounded like a reminder.