Conscientiously making soy sauce

Walking down the stairs step by step, my legs and feet are weak and soft like noodles.

Zhuang Yuan could hear some people in the dormitory getting up, all kinds of sounds of bells, clangs, hands and feet. After all, it is a student dormitory building, which is a little more energetic and popular than other buildings.I also saw a boy shaking out shirtless.

After going down the stairs, Zhuo Yuan looked back again, but fortunately, there was nothing unusual.The surrounding temperature is also as usual, and there is no illusion of falling into ice water and straying into the ghosts last night.

Zhuang Yuan seemed to let go of half of his heart, and the little half was still struggling, very uneasy.He squeezed the wallet, and the safety buckle was still inside.

When I walked to the first floor, I saw the dormitory supervisor. The white-haired dorm supervisor had a very good impression of Zhuang Yuan, a sensible, obedient and studious student. He smiled, "Why did you get up so early in the morning to prepare for early reading?"

"Yes." Zhuang Yuan looked a little shy, "I'm going to study English. My English score in the college entrance examination is average. I don't think I will throw it away completely when I go to university."

"Enen, this is so good." The dormitory grandpa smiled kindly, as proud as a promising grandson, "I just like you who don't forget to study and are serious students. Hey, if..."

The old man was a little sad, but he immediately laughed again, "It's good to see you are so energetic. Speaking of it, I don't know which dormitory used too much electricity last night, which caused a power outage in the dormitory. By the way, don't forget to have a meal." Breakfast, three meals a day, you can’t miss one meal. Otherwise, your body will collapse when you get old.”

The uncle was rambling on and on, talking about a lot of ways to keep in good health, there were some rumors and rumors, and at the same time, there was also the stubbornness of the elderly.But Zhuang Yuan didn't show any impatience, he stood with a bag in his hand, with a nice smile on his face, nodding his head from time to time.

Zhuang Yuan once heard people say that the dormitory supervisor used to be a teacher, his wife died early, and he had an only son, but then his son passed away somehow, so he applied disheartened to take care of the college male dormitory.Zhuang Yuan knows how dedicated the uncle is usually, and when he sees them coming home late, he will tell them a few words, and he really treats the students as his own children.

Some people may think that the old man is too annoying and long-winded, but an old man has no children to accompany him, Zhuang Yuan feels that he can only listen to a few words, and he can't let the old man feel lonely.He only spent a little time but he could make the smile on the old man's face deeper and more relieved.

"Ah, look at how old I am. After talking so much, you should hurry up and have breakfast." The uncle patted his head, a little annoyed, "I really can't hold back my mouth."

"No." Zhuang Yuan sincerely said, "Master also cares about us, so I'll leave first."

"Go, go." Watching Zhuang Yuan leave, the uncle sighed, and muttered, "My son was so obedient back then...so obedient..."

His eyes were red, and he picked up a tissue and covered his eyes tremblingly.There was a photo frame on the table, and the young man wearing black-rimmed glasses smiled shyly.

"It's all, it's all my father's fault, it's my father's fault."

It was still early, the air was fresh, and even the sun had not yet fully appeared, probably not waking up yet, and the sunlight scattered on the ground was also feeble, and the strength of the threat could not be seen.The wind was blowing on his body, it was cool and comfortable, completely blowing away the trace of shock that Shōhara still had.

Under the sun, ghosts and ghosts cannot appear.

Rubbing his stomach and feeling a little hungry, Zhuang Yuan went to the cafeteria.The university cafeteria opens very early and serves a variety of breakfasts. Leaving aside the taste, there are many choices and the price is also high.

Although Zhuang Yuan is interested in food, there is no space and conditions for him to cook by himself in the university.There were very few people, Zhuang Yuan didn't need to queue up and went directly to the window for cooking. His smiling appearance made the cooking chef happy.

"What do you want to eat? It's all fresh and hot."

"White porridge, meat buns. Well, let's have another glass of milk."

The white porridge, which was almost full, was a little yellow. It was obviously a steamed bun made by hand-rolled noodles. There was also a glass of milk. It was a rich breakfast.After Zhuo Yuan chewed and ate slowly, he put the tray in the recycling place.

The university has a long history, and it is said that it has been established for a hundred years.The library is also a building of the Republic of China, with a red brick structure, stable and elegant. Although it is not as fashionable and bright as modern facilities, it has a faint dark golden precipitation.The stairs are also made of wood, and the handrails have been touched by countless people, making them as clean as jade.

There are already people in the library, but they are all of the same kind who are dedicated to reading, and there is basically no sound.Zhuang Yuan didn't bother to find Zhang Linzhan's seat. He was always casual. If there was an empty seat, he would sit. If not, he would go to the empty classroom in the teaching building. Anyway, the atmosphere was not bad, it was quiet and suitable for reading and studying.

It’s just that there are many more mosquitoes in the classroom than in the library. The hard-headed ones are like mutants, and they are all very big.Basically, when the mosquito coil is lit, the mosquitoes will only faint for a few seconds and then jump around alive and well.Zhuang Yuan has always brought a strong mosquito coil with him for self-study at night, otherwise he might be carried away by mosquitoes as rations.

I don't know if I was lucky today, but a seat next to the window is still vacant.Zhuo Yuan carefully walked to the side, put down his bag and took out the book and pen, and checked that the phone was on vibrate.His English grades are mediocre. Although he doesn’t need to worry about life after graduation, even if he spends his whole life just squandering it, it’s enough for him to squander two lifetimes. But since he’s in college, Zhuang Yuan still wants to learn more, at least it’s convenient for him to watch British and American dramas or travel abroad freely in the future. too much.

And reading novels, the original version is always more interesting than the translation.

Zhuang Yuan thought of Liu Qing reciting Romeo and Juliet aloud, forget it, anyway, he can't understand Shakespeare's original work, and it will be serious to read a simple Harry Potter later.Before reading the novel, memorize the words first.

Zhuang Yuan did not read the words mechanically, but took out a special four-level reading, comprehended and recited in the article, and then used the Collins dictionary to look up the meaning, and directly copied the key words and recited them.

So buried in the pile of books, until his eyes were sore, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the thick and faint green outside the window. Summer colors are the brightest and richest in the four seasons, and his eyes were massaged and relaxed when they came into contact with the scenery.At this time, the sun was very strong, and the concrete floor was bright and dazzling.

Zhuang Yuan checked the time, it was almost noon, and he would go to buy food and go back to the dormitory after half an hour of reading.

The wind blew in gently, blowing the white curtains and the black hair of the young man. It was as beautiful as the deepest picture in the first love, as if the person in the dream came into reality.

Zhuang Yuan felt that it was almost time, so he started to tidy up the books. After thinking about it, he still put a book on the table.In the end, I still have lingering fears. It is safer to read in the library than to come alone or with a few people in the old teaching building at night.After all, there are people all around, and even if there is any abnormality, there are no shadows left that will be washed away by the vigorous yang energy.

"Excuse me, this classmate, is there anyone in the seat next to you?" A shy and timid voice sounded.Zhuang Yuan looked up and saw a very delicate girl in a pink skirt, "I... I just came here, and there is no room in the library. I wonder if the one next to this is your classmate's book? Can I..."

"I'm really sorry." Zhuang Yuan said softly so as not to disturb other students, "This book is not mine, I'm sorry I can't help you."

"Really?" The girl was a little frustrated, bit her lips, and said softly, "Well, if you have a place, can you tell me. I...you can write down my mobile phone number."

"I don't think I need it for the time being." Zhuang Yuan lowered his head, "I'm not always in the library, and there are few seats here at night. If you want to find a vacant seat, why don't you come here early tomorrow?"

Having said that, the girl's courage is like a punctured balloon leaking nothing left. Her eyes are a little red, and she feels a little grievance and a little frustrated in her heart. She lowered her head and pursed her mouth and walked to the back position. Xiazhuangyuan.

The person in front is really good-looking, clean and handsome, with an inexplicable aura about him. He is a gentle and gentle gentleman, and his gestures are so good-looking. There is no hint of recklessness or middle school.If many other boys belong to modern paintings, uh, abstract paintings, and Fauvist paintings, then the boys in front are Chinese paintings in dark and light ink.

very attractive.

Does Zhuo Yuan know that his behavior may be single forever?He really doesn't know.He was slightly aware of the girl's enthusiasm but never responded.I don't know why, but there is no mood and enthusiasm to respond, as if I always feel that I shouldn't let others invest too much affection in him.

From childhood to adulthood, there are not a few girls who take the initiative to confess their love or give chocolates, but Zhuo Yuan always gently refuses and never accepts.Even looking at the couples around him, he never had the slightest thought of finding a girlfriend or partner.

Probably, his coldness hidden under the gentle appearance will make him single for a lifetime.

But there is nothing wrong with being single. You can come and go alone without leaving too many traces, and you don’t need to make people around you sad when you leave.

It's just that Zhuang Yuan thinks about it, except for the early death of his parents, he hasn't encountered any accidents, so why doesn't he have much enthusiasm for life and death, and always feels like he is separated from others.Even his usual emotional fluctuations seem to be much gentler than ordinary people, without so many ups and downs.

The campus is very lively, especially the cafeteria, which is crowded with people.Zhuang Yuan regretted that he should put the bags and books in the dormitory before coming here, and he would feel distressed if the books were soiled.

And to bring it into the dormitory, Zhuang Yuan looked at it while queuing up, thinking about what kind of food he wanted to bring back.

The queue was very long, and Zhuang Yuan had a good temper. After waiting for about 10 minutes, it was his turn.Thinking about Liu Qing's usual hobbies, he ordered Kung Pao Chicken and Fan Cold Noodles.Then sneakily put it in the bag and took it back to the dormitory.Zhuang Yuan didn't know why, but he always felt as if someone was staring at him, making his back burn like fire.But every time he looked back, he couldn't find any trace.

There are many students and teachers coming and going, but they can't find the source of that line of sight, and even that kind of fiery line of sight, it seems that just a little spark will burst and explode in summer.

Zhuang Yuan was restless, always feeling that something was off track, so he touched his wallet again.

Looking back, everything is normal.

Probably, another illusion?

Back in the dormitory, Liu Qing hadn’t woken up yet, so he took out the lunch box and put it on the table, “Here, today’s. Kung Pao Chicken Rice, you have to get up too, there’s class in the afternoon, and it’s the first time for the new teacher to show up. You Always leave a good impression, if the teacher has a rigid and rigorous personality, if you miss class the first time, you will definitely be stared at in the future."

Liu Qing's muffled voice came from under the quilt, as if he was weak and stayed up all night, "I think so too, but I'm so tired today. I don't know if I'm sick."

"Sick? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Zhuang Yuan was a little worried, "Or should I take you there?"

"It's okay, just lie down and you'll be fine." Liu Qing poked his head out, his eyes were black and haggard, and the air conditioner in the room was not turned on, but Liu Qing was wrapped in a quilt, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his hair was in strands stick.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Yuan was even more worried, "Why don't I take you to the hospital now, have a checkup and take some medicine."

"It's okay, I'm not sick, but I had a nightmare in the morning, and I feel uncomfortable all over." Liu Qing was weak and paralyzed into a cartilaginous worm "Half dreaming and half awake, I always heard someone knocking on the wall next door, what kind of bastard is so wicked and smoky Why can’t I wake up, it’s like being haunted by a nightmare. But then I yelled and woke up with a kick of my legs, it’s just a mess of dreams that made me not very energetic.”

"Next door?" Zhuang Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, his brows were frowned and his expression was serious, "Well...I saw them playing Die Fairy yesterday, this kind of thing is a bit evil, and the power outage last night was a bit weird. Could it be? ?”

When he came back, he had the courage to look at the dormitory next door again. The normal door was mocking him for being blind in the morning.But after hearing Liu Qing's words, he was a little uncertain again. Could it be that he was really going to find two god sticks to come and have a look on the weekend?

"What will you do, Xiaoyuanzi, stop talking about it. Recite the core values ​​of socialism for me three times. There are no ghosts in the world. Do you understand that they are all scary? Look at you, you are young and handsome. The righteousness of socialism still believes in this, no wonder you can’t finish watching a horror movie.” Liu Qing said in a straight voice, “I said classmate, don’t engage in feudal superstition when you are young, watch Ma Zhe more, learn more Do you know about learning materialist dialectics?"

"I then went to the guys next door and told them to be quiet. Hey, the way they opened the door..."

"When the wall was hit, it must be that someone next door was masturbating. It's just that the commotion was a little louder, a little more intense and a little too involved." Liu Qing smiled wretchedly, "There is probably a little love and death in it. Little Yuanzi, have you ever flown a plane? Are you still a pure little angel? Do you know what is love to death? Do you want my brother to open the door to a new world for you? There are also small movies, do you want me to give you my brother? How many books do you introduce?"

Sohara: Hehe

Zhuang Yuan glanced at him silently, and silently pulled the lunch box back into his bag, and smiled gently like a spring breeze, his voice was clean and free of impurities, "I think Liu Qing, your voice is loud now, you must be full. You There's no need for it, right?"

"Oh, Xiaoyuanzi, I was wrong." Liu Qing rushed down quickly with a groan, and hugged the bag like hugging his own father. right?"

The corner of Zhuang Yuan's mouth twitched, his voice was soft, and he said every word, "Student, have you done your homework yet?"

Liu Qing suddenly felt that he was hit hard, his blood volume was emptied, and he fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: Keke, it’s not scary at all, right hehehehe

Hey, I went out to visit in the morning, and I have a meeting in the afternoon.

Busy on all fours ah ah ah ah