box in love

Fang Bixi is carrying a large woven bag, standing in the square in front of the railway station and looking at the busy traffic in front of him, his mind is full of uncontrollable cheers and big expectations that are about to burst out of his chest——Fang Bixi has been growing up since he was a child Most of them yearn for Beijing, like a totem, and even dream about Beijing.

Now, when he set foot on this land for the first time, he couldn't help smiling and closing his eyes with excitement, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

then!

Very unsurprisingly... choked.

"cough cough cough"

The smog in Beijing really deserves its reputation!

Fang Bixi is a standard freshman who has just struggled to get through the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination and was admitted to a fairly good university of science and technology.

The standard thick bottle-bottom lens, the white and tender skin that is about to pinch water-you can tell at a glance that you haven't been out for a long time-candidates, taking time to go to the toilet is considered a luxury, of course there is no chance of sunbathing .

But in this way, Fang Bixi looked particularly attractive and delicious.

Fang Bixi's family background is average, he goes to school early, and looks stunted. He looks like a child with a round face and short legs.Coupled with the big round glasses that can't see the eyes, it looks like a gentle male version of Alalei.

In the new school season, there is a school shuttle bus at the train station.

The thin Fang Bixi was pushed and snatched by the brothers and sisters who picked him up at the station. Finally, after crying for a few seniors at the reception and having his head touched after filling out several forms, he was snatched by a senior to get the final "feeding" "Quan, let the senior sister escort Fang Bixi to the door of his bedroom with excitement.

Fang Bixi looked at the brand new welcome speech posted on the freshman list outside the dormitory, the excitement in his head rushed straight to the top of his head, and his excitement reached the peak, and he stood there speechless...

"Senior sister, senior sister, look at this, this, this, this..." He pointed to the four names on the door, his fingers trembling, and he spoke incoherently.

"Bai Xinyi, Deng Shiyuan, Feng Huayu" was written on the door, and... "Fang □□".

The senior sister, who had been teased by her elementary school brother for a whole journey, came back to her senses and realized that her junior brother seemed to be asking her something.

So she looked around at the cute little expression of Junior Brother Fang, only to realize that she seemed to be unable to see Junior Brother Fang's attitude clearly behind the thick glasses, and immediately smiled awkwardly.

"Hehe, Junior Brother... your name is indeed a bit complicated, maybe it can't be typed by the input method. Don't mind it."

"no!"

Only then did the senior sister notice the unconcealable excitement on the little junior brother's twitching mouth and face.

He danced and said, "These guys will be the best brothers in my university from now on, right?!"

He glanced at the senior sister with an unclear face, then turned his head and added with a blushing face: "People say that a good brother in college is a good brother for life. Senior sister, senior sister, I am so excited now! I don't know." Where are they from..."

The senior sister's face was black for a moment, and before she had time to speak again, she saw a head poking out from the dormitory next door.

"Is there someone coming from next door?"

"Are you square frame?"

"Hey, that square frame is here!"

"Do you want to come out and see?"

Suddenly, another string of heads appeared on the door frame.

Fang Bixi was still stuck in a kind of inexplicable excitement and couldn't extricate himself, but now he was suddenly watched by a strong crowd, and he was a little puzzled.

Holding the woven bag full of hometown specialties in his hand, he looked puzzled at the row of heads and more and more figures stopping in the corridor, those who were a little too enthusiastic, those next door, across the door, all kinds of chatting, passing by , those who carry basins to fetch water, and those who go downstairs to pick up couriers...students.

"You... how are you..."

Fang Bixi looked at the senior sister beside him at a loss, and found that she was also looking at him in a daze.Suddenly, he felt that his prehistoric power was a bit uncontrollable, and his fingers were trembling slightly due to nervousness.

"Master... Senior Sister, is this... some kind of tradition in our school?"

The senior sister stammered: "I don't know...I'm only a sophomore..."

"Is it because my name is too strange?"

"I really... don't know."

Fang Bixi took off his glasses, flashed his big eyes with long eyelashes and double eyelids, raised his arms and wiped his sweat slightly.

I don't know if I haven't seen the market or the students think too much.From childhood to adulthood, Fang Bixi has been called and missed many weird and weird nicknames, from Fang Beibei to Fang Lili, there are countless.

But never once did Fang Bixi feel so embarrassed.

Fang's father had never read any books. It is said that in the year Fang Bixi was born, Fang's father searched through the "Chinese Dictionary" that Fang's mother used to smash walnuts all the year round, and finally found it between the pages near the end. The word "赑屃" is quite eye-catching.

Until now, Fang Bixi is still complaining about why there is no picture in the interpretation of the pirated "Chinese Dictionary", which is regarded as a treasure of knowledge. Paraphrase, but did not go into the depths of what this so-called Bi Xi actually looks like.

Fang Bixi actually wanted to know, if his father knew that the so-called "Bixi" turned out to be a turtle-like mythical animal holding a tablet, would he have made such a hasty decision so solemnly?

Ever since I was a child, Fang Bixi had a lot of problems because of his name...

So, at this very moment, Fang Bixi faced the endless stream of onlookers and whispered inquiries in the corridor, straightened his back, cleared his throat, and was about to find a classmate who seemed kind to ask about the situation—there was an uncommon word Is the person who is the name really worth being watched?By the way, there is no such a fuss type in our village, okay?

But before Fang Bixi could fully compose himself, he heard someone downstairs shouting his new nickname that had not been fully digested, it was deafening.

"Square frame!!!"

The passers-by and classmates who were watching in the corridor all hollered and stretched out their heads to look, and then turned their faces to look at him at the same time.

No matter how calm Ren was, Fang Bixi finally felt his scalp tingle from all kinds of meaningful smiles.

So, he obediently poked his head out and took a look at the patio downstairs in the dormitory——I saw a handsome young man holding a basketball and sweating profusely, standing with one hand on his hips next to some sparse bicycles, looking up. He glanced at the crowd upstairs blankly.

Seeing that Fang FangFan finally appeared, he raised his head and raised his chin at him, squinting his eyes: "Are you Fang FangFan?"

The young man was handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes.Fang Bixi was stared at by him without blinking, and suddenly felt guilty and numb for a while.

"Is it really?" The boy's eyes were bright, with a hint of aggression of unknown meaning, seeing Fang Bixi just staring at himself but not speaking, ignoring the whistles and chuckles of the crowd, his tone unknowingly increased Asked some more and asked again.

Seeing him nodding in a daze, the boy sighed softly: "Come down!"

After saying this sentence, the boy returned to his expressionless face, and retreated into the corridor on the ground floor without looking back.

There are more and more people eating melons in the upstairs aisle, whistlers, haha, everything, and without exception, they all look in the direction of Fang Bixi.Fang Bixi was suddenly a little embarrassed, so he could only smile apologetically at his senior sister, then threw the woven bag on the ground and ran downstairs.

When Fang Bixi ran up to the young man out of breath, he arched his back, put his hands on his knees and began to pant heavily, but saw that the young man had no possibility of coming up to give him a hand.

He stepped on the basketball on the soles of his feet and glanced at Fang Bixi several times with a cold face.

"Are you square frame?"

"Yes, yes. You... looking for me, what's the matter?"

The boy traced Fang Bixi's face with contemptuous eyes.

Then he suddenly and unpreparedly fixed his shoulders, making his back straight against the wall.

The meeting so close made Fang Bixi a little unresponsive for a moment, he just stared blankly at the fair-skinned young man with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, not knowing what to do.

Fang Bixi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, the two of them had never met each other, and now they were standing face to face like this, no matter how you think about it, it feels very weird.

He looked around with some guilty conscience, but fortunately, the two of them were standing in a dead corner of the corridor, and no one seemed to be passing by for the time being.

Fang Bixi moved his arm slightly in a daze, and only realized after a while, it seems that he should try to break away from the boy's hold?

Unexpectedly, before Fang Bixi had time to react, the young man went straight up to him with lightning speed—sealed his lips with his mouth...

Lying!Groove groove groove groove! ! ! ! !

If things like mood can be described by a kind of weather, Fang Bixi's heart is already thundering.