candy for you

After Du's mother and Zhou weekend both left, Du Jing sat alone in the dormitory, staring at the wall for a while.

I was very calm before, but now that I am alone, I am still a little lonely.He has a normal relationship with other students in the studio. It may be that they are too artistic, but he is a prickly person, unlike Liu Tianle and Huang Yunfan, who are not grouped with others like Liu Tianle and Huang Yunfan, nor are they patient with him like weekends , or because the face can attract Zhou Lanyue and Ke Ke, he can't chat with other people at all.

In the days that followed, the range of activities was so large. I got up every morning to eat, draw, and then went to sleep after drawing until the sky was dark.

So back and forth, until the art test.

After sitting for a while, he took out the countdown calendar from the box, drew a circle on a date, and the countdown began!

first day.

The days in the studio were somewhat boring. He was afraid that he would be unable to check Weibo when he turned on his laptop, so he went out at night and bought a small speaker and plugged in an MP3 to listen to music.As I listened, I heard the song I liked on the weekend, and the painting movement stopped suddenly, and then I started thinking about the weekend.

Unknowingly, his MP3 has been occupied by the weekend.

But it was only a short pause, and he continued to draw, and he went to wash up in the early morning to prepare for a rest.When I got back to bed and took out my phone, I saw a text message from the weekend asking him if he could make a call. It was sent three or ten minutes ago.

He hesitated for a moment, but still called the weekend. He called for a while until he hung up automatically. He didn't answer the weekend. He probably fell asleep on the weekend. The phone was silent and he didn't hear it.He put the phone back under the pillow and was about to go to sleep, but he didn't realize that the screen of the phone was on again. Du Jingzhi, who was also silent, missed two calls on the weekend.

Early the next morning, Du Jingzhi saw the missed call, and called back the weekend before washing up. This time, the weekend was answered in seconds, and after the connection, he began to cry fakely: "Woooooo..."

"If I do this again, I'll hang up."

"No, I can't." After finishing talking on the weekend, I was still a little aggrieved, "I called you twice last night, but you didn't answer, thinking that you might have fallen asleep, so I didn't dare to disturb you, so I didn't call you again .In the end, I actually thought of my wife and thought of insomnia.”

With the quality of sleep on weekends, it is very difficult to insomnia, which surprised Du Jingzhi, and then replied: "I thought you were asleep, so I put the phone under the pillow, and I also turned it to silent. After all, your home Husband must concentrate on fighting to support you in the future."

"I understand. It's a good thing you called me back this morning, otherwise I would have to go to the studio secretly today and look at you from the window sill."

Just thinking about that scene, Du Jingzhi found it funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Afterwards, Du Jingzhi wore earphones and went to the cafeteria to have dinner. During the meal, he kept chatting with Zhou weekend.

He never thought that he would be a person who likes to talk on the phone, but now, every morning and before going to bed, he has to call on weekends.

Until the weekend began to live on campus, the two of them couldn't meet each other in the morning, so they changed it to only calling before going to bed. For this reason, on the day of Du Jingzhi's first vacation, the two of them even went to deal with a "big client" business.

When I was on the phone at school on weekends, I could occasionally hear Cheng Shu complaining: "Do you want to be so tired? Don't you think it's weird when you read a book and suddenly smiled?"

"Is there?" Asked Cheng Shu on the weekend, and then ignored it.

Du Jingzhi couldn't help asking on the weekend: "You call in the dormitory every day, and your roommate doesn't protest?"

"The lights in the dormitory are turned off at 10 o'clock in the evening, but the lights in the corridor are on. Many people move a desk to read and review in the corridor."

"They are all so hardworking and studious? Then you won't disturb them by calling?"

Weekend sighed: "Don't mention it, in order not to disturb the people, I moved near the door of the bathroom. People passed by my place several times and asked me: Does the president sell facial tissues?"

After hearing this, Du Jingzhi burst into laughter, imagining how aggrieved he would be on the weekend, and always found it interesting: "What's it like to stay there?"

"There are 8 people in a dormitory, with bunk beds, and a small table in the dormitory is not enough. There are two rows of desks in the corridor, and there is a gap in the middle for people to walk away from the water room. Going through the middle of the desk is like participating in a beauty pageant. It’s like walking around in front of a row of judges. My dormitory is in the middle, and I live in the lower bunk. The upper bunk is too crowded, and I will feel uncomfortable.”

"Oh, which dormitory are you in? Are you close to Liu Tianle and Fatty Huang?"

"It's not close, not on the first floor. They're on the fourth floor, and I'm on the third floor. I heard they reserved a bed for you. It's just the upper bed, near the door. A good place can't be empty for a semester."

"Well, I heard Liu Tianle tell me."

"Actually, after you come back, you can sleep with me every day, and I can teach you." On weekends, I still look forward to sleeping with Du Jingzhi. It's convenient for boys to fall in love, and they all live in the same dormitory building.

"Not checking the bedroom?"

"Normally, I don't check. After all, I'm in the third year of high school. Who has time to clean up this?"

"It's also..." Du Jingzhi went to the bed and sighed leisurely, "Master, there is electricity at all times, a separate desk, a separate bed, and his own painting shelf. There is also a bathroom, The shower is so relaxing."

Weekend just smiled, not being angry by him, and then suddenly said something else: "On my birthday, don't contact me, don't send gifts, and don't come."

Du Jingzhi had already prepared to ask for leave on September 9nd to celebrate his birthday on the weekend. The birthday presents were all prepared, but this guy told him not to go. What does this mean? Rebellion or breakup?

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to confess to my family. You cooperate with me and pretend to ignore me."

Du Jingzhi was so frightened that he sat up directly from the bed. He didn't do sit-ups so vigorously, so he raised his voice a little and asked, "You want...to tell the family about us?"

"Well, that's right, I'm going to say it."

"Speak at this time? Are you not mistaken?"

"Only at this time can they be forgiven. If they say it at other times, they probably won't be forced to accept it."

Du Jingzhi understood the meaning of the weekend. He deliberately wanted to say this before the college entrance examination. If his family didn't accept it, it would definitely affect his performance during the weekend college entrance examination, and he could only be forced to compromise.It's a kind of threat, and it's also quite dark. In this way, the weekend parents are still pitiful.

"Your 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, I won't go?" Du Jingzhi reconfirmed that this birthday is quite special.

"It is because of the special day that the seriousness of the situation is more evident."

Du Jingzhi took the phone, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hesitated for a while and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Half the success rate."

"nonsense!"

"It can only be desperate."

"What if it fails?"

After being silent for a long time on the weekend, he smiled wryly and said, "At least I can guarantee that I won't implicate you."

"Hold!"

"So choose to trust me!"

"Don't be like this, wait until the college entrance examination is over, if you are opposed like this, how can I persist in the future?"

"Of course we have to stick to it." Weekend said very firmly, "After all, I promised that even if my family disagrees, we will not break up. We can continue to love each other in college and move them slowly."

"What if your college entrance examination is delayed?"

"Then repeat the study and take the exam to you. In short, we will not be separated."

Du Jingzhi was so angry that he wanted to drop the phone, so he started to scold while holding the phone: "Weekend, you are a fucking psychopath! I'm going all out to fight you, you just don't take yourself seriously, right? Why do you love me?" How about it, I don't care! Your own idea is right, you decide to go, get lost, fuck!"

After scolding, he hung up the phone. After that, he called three more times on the weekend, but he ignored it.

Originally, he would give up on weekends in the future, but he didn't. In the next few days, I didn't contact him again on weekends, as if I really planned to have a cold war with him.Seeing that it was almost the weekend's birthday, his custom-made painting album also arrived.

This was originally a birthday gift he planned to give on the weekend. The art book is full of comic strips drawn by him, and there is also a group photo of the two of them that he temporarily drew with a hand-painted board. Both of them smiled very sweetly.The collection of paintings is very exquisite, and because it is a single volume, the content is full-color and requires the best paper and craftsmanship, the cost is quite expensive, more than 400 copies.

He looked at the painting collection and suddenly got upset. He picked up his phone and wanted to send a text message to the weekend. After editing several versions, he finally gave up.

On September 9st, he still couldn't hold back and called the weekend, but the phone turned off on the weekend!

It turned off!

He was suddenly a little uneasy, and then hurriedly called Liu Tianle: "Hey, Liu Tianle, go to the dormitory on the 4th floor to find a weekend, I have something to talk to him about."

"Ah?! He hasn't come to school for three days, don't you know?" Liu Tianle was also quite surprised.

"What the hell?"

"I'm also puzzled. I knew he didn't come. Cheng Shu also looked confused because he didn't know the specific reason."

"..." Du Jingzhi squatted in the dormitory, scratching his head in annoyance, and after a few casual words, he hung up the phone.

What does it mean to be in a state of disarray?

Perhaps it was Du Jingzhi's feeling now.

He scolded Weekend in his heart, and it was the first time he realized that Weekend was really stubborn, as stubborn as a donkey, and he couldn't pull him back.

He kind of wants to ask for leave now, and go directly to his home on the weekend to see what's going on, at least let him know what's going on!

As a result, what does this mean?

In the dormitory, he sat alone until the early hours of the morning. Because of worry, he turned into a little crying bag again, hiccupping from crying, his nose and tears covered his face, and he didn't bother to wipe it.

It was after 3 o'clock in the evening that he went to wash his face and turned on his laptop when he couldn't fall asleep.

His own Weibo, the last one is a photo taken during the last vacation, his legs when he sat down with the weekend, he was wearing beggar pants, showing a little fair skin, his legs stepped on the coffee table, and the weekend was wearing dark jeans , the long legs are particularly eye-catching, and there are a group of groundhogs screaming in the comments that the voice-over brother's legs are so long.

He clicked on Weekend's personal Weibo, and suddenly found that Weekend actually updated a Weibo a few days ago, and he only saw it.

Qiao Lianzhi: Now that you have walked this road, you should know that the end point is either black or white, and the relationship is life or death.As long as you don't let go, at least it's not a lonely journey alone. I'm looking for light, and I hope you will be by my side and be my strength.wait for me.

Du Jingzhi looked at the screen, with tears in his eyes, and said something meaningful: "Stupid."