Classmate, your pants are fading?

Returning to the dormitory without saying a word, Cheng Chuji sat on his chair and leaned against the back of the chair, raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.Just when his mind calmed down, there was a thunder outside the window.The thunder was so loud that the earth trembled slightly.

"It's raining!!! Collect clothes!!!"

Someone was shouting in the yard, and there were hurried footsteps in the corridor. It seemed that many people had hung their clothes outside to dry.After all, it was still sunny in the morning.

Cheng Chuji's clothes were all sent for laundry, and when they were brought back they were dry and folded, so naturally there was no such worry.He closed his eyes again and immersed himself in his own world.

Shapi was entrusted by the boss of the dormitory (bought by a WeChat red envelope of 2 cents) to help him collect the sheets, and it only took [-] minutes from rushing out to running back.

He went into the room and threw the sheet on the big bed, and then wiped some raindrops off the bed with his hands.

"This rain is coming in such a hurry! It's getting bigger and bigger, it's amazing!" He closed the window casually, looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky, and said to himself a little worriedly, "I don't know if my sister-in-law has been drenched."

Conscience of heaven and earth, Shapi's words were really unintentional, but Cheng Chuji couldn't help scolding in his heart.His heart, which had already settled down, was now stuck in his chest, like a stick in his throat.

He couldn't help but wonder if Qi Heng was really still at the school gate.He obviously didn't bring an umbrella, and there was no place to hide from the rain except for a canteen.

Can't be that stupid?

Cheng Chuji's crossed legs exchanged uneasily.

But...it's not impossible.

He turned his neck, and there was a small rubbing sound from his neck.

But what does it have to do with me?It should be the man's business to be worried, right?

He turned on his computer, watched Windows start up, listened to the familiar startup sound, and soon reached the interface for entering the password.I don’t know if it’s some kind of data analysis, but the picture on the login interface today is the Eiffel Tower in the heavy rain and a lonely red umbrella beside the tower.

After staring at the pictures on the computer for half a minute, he stood up, and the chair made a harsh friction sound as it rubbed against the ground.

"Fuck! What a broken computer!"

While scolding him for opening his closet door, he took out his red umbrella and rushed out of the bedroom.

Sharpei was taken aback. He was playing a game and waiting for a random match.Hearing Cheng Chuji's scolding, he turned around and saw his back rushing out of the door, and he looked at Cheng Chuji's computer again.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good?"

Qi Heng was startled when he saw the lightning.

First reaction: Don't make the finished clothes wet!

Second reaction: Brother Ming won't be able to find me if I leave here.

His mobile phone was dead, and he didn't bring the charging cable. Now he didn't even have a way to contact Wu Kaiming, so he could only wait at the appointed place like a lost child.

He quickly ran to the nearby canteen and asked the boss for two plastic bags. The big one was put on the windbreaker bag, and the small one was put on his head to barely cover the rain.Then he ran back to the stone pillar at the school gate.

There is a small part of the plane extending from the top of the stone pillar, theoretically, it can have a little effect of sheltering from the rain, but today's rain is accompanied by wind, and this slight effect has also been ruthlessly weakened.Qi Heng soon got wet, but still hugged Wu Kaiming's gift tightly, using his body to try his best to block the beating of the rain, looking very embarrassed.But there was no disappointment in his eyes, he still looked at the passing vehicles expectantly.

After autumn, the temperature difference between morning and evening is getting bigger and bigger.One autumn rain and one cold, Qi Heng shivered slightly when his drenched clothes were blown by the wind.He breathed into his palm from time to time to maintain the temperature of his fingers.

The plastic bag on his head was of no use, and his face was soon wet from the rain.Qi Heng lowered his head to feel the rainwater sliding down his cheeks to the tip of his nose, and then watched the water drops fall to the ground.After watching this for a while, Qi Heng didn't think he was miserable, but instead found it quite interesting, thinking that it would be good to make a raincoat if he had time in the future.

What color do you use?

When another drop of rain fell from the tip of his nose, a pair of red sneakers appeared in front of his eyes, and he didn't even feel the raindrops on his head stop.

Yes, red is fine.

Qi Heng raised his head in a daze, and met a pair of eyes mixed with anger and worry.He couldn't read the man's emotions for a moment.

"...Minister, Minister? How do you—"

"Are you stupid?!" Cheng Chuji yelled at him, but the umbrella in his hand was leaning towards the squatting boy.

"Huh?" Qi Heng felt that he was being scolded for his innocence, so he was a little confused for a while.

Cheng Chuji pulled him up from the ground somewhat rudely, and threw away the ridiculous plastic bag on his head.

"Is it because you want to catch a cold on purpose when you wear so little? I don't know how to read the weather forecast, and if I don't know how to bring an umbrella, it's fine. Waiting for such a heavy rain is stupid. Do you think you have a brain problem?! Is it worth it?!" Cheng Chuji said while Vigorously wiped off the rain on Qi Heng's face and scratched his hair in a mess.

Qi Heng stared blankly at the person in front of him, the blankness on his face gradually disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

I saw it.

Finally met his minister.

Seeing Qi Heng's smile, Cheng Chuji couldn't help but be moved.He grabbed Qi Heng's hand and walked towards the campus.As he walked, he wondered why this person's hands were always so cold.

Little did he know how hot his hands were at this moment.

Near the south gate is the oldest teaching building of the school. Although there are still classes here, they are very limited, and they are basically a small number of theoretical classes for graduate students.Qi Heng obediently followed Cheng Chuji into the teaching building, and his eyes never moved away from the person holding the umbrella along the way.

Walking into the building, Cheng Chuji put away the umbrella and shook it vigorously several times as if to vent his anger. The rain on the umbrella left some watermarks on the ground.Then he continued to drag Qi Heng to the dryer in the bathroom on the first floor without saying a word.

"Bow your head." Cheng Chuji said as he snatched the bag containing the things in his hand and put it on the sink.

Qi Heng bent down obediently.The auto-sensing dryer blows out strong hot air, Cheng Chuji leans the umbrella against the wall, and frees up his hand to grab Qi Heng's hair indiscriminately to help him dry it.

Qi Heng's hair was not too wet to begin with, and it was blown dry quickly, but it was a little messed up by Cheng Chuji.

I don't know if it's the effect of rubbing vigorously these few times, Cheng Chuji's anger has subsided a lot, and seeing Qi Heng's distressed appearance inevitably makes him feel distressed.

Qi Heng didn't understand why the minister suddenly ignored him, and he didn't understand why he was angry now, but he was satisfied as long as he saw someone.

"Minister... are you finally willing to see me?" Qi Heng was a little happy, with a cheerful tone in his tone.

Cheng Chuji frowned: "...you plan to keep drenching if I don't come?"

"Well...it depends on the situation. This kind of heavy rain shouldn't last too long... right? And it's not too cold... right?"

Hearing the undisguised hesitation in his tone, Cheng Chuji closed his eyes and pressed his temples, "You want to piss me off, right? Do you like him that much? What's so good about him?"

"Huh? Him? Who?" Qi Heng was confused by what he said.

Seeing Qi Heng's expression, Cheng Chuji decided that this guy was pretending to be stupid, and became angry again, pushing him against the wall.

The back of Qi Heng's head hit the wall. Although it wasn't heavy, the sound was quite loud, and Cheng Chuji's liver trembled in fright.

But he still wants to get angry: "Student Qi Heng! Are you so interesting? You provoked me from the beginning, so what am I now?" Seeing Qi Heng's increasingly confused look, he became more and more angry, and grabbed him The hands on the shoulders are also getting stronger and stronger, "I know you are short of money, but is it necessary to be with a married man for money? Why do you want to pretend to be a mistress? What else can that man give you besides money? You give What happened to him? Body?"

As soon as Qi Heng mentioned a married man, he knew who he was referring to. After all, he didn't know many married people except his teacher.But what he didn't understand was why Cheng Chuji knew about Wu Kaiming and even misunderstood their relationship.

"Minister... calm down." Qi Heng pressed Cheng Chuji's forearm with both hands.

Cheng Chuji, who was angry, couldn't listen to Qi Heng's explanation. The more he explained, the more Cheng Chuji felt that he was making excuses, perfunctory, and deceitful.

When he thinks about his emotions at this moment afterwards, he feels that at this time, he is completely the image of a heroine of a deadly idol drama who does not listen to other people's explanations and covers his ears and shouts, "I don't listen! I don't listen!" It made him despise himself for a long time.But that's another story.

Cheng Chuji grabbed Qi Heng's wrist with his backhand and pressed it against the wall above his head.

"Although I may not be as successful or as rich as him, I won't let you wait in the rain for so long, and I won't let you hide and be the third party that everyone scolds!"

"If you like him to take care of people, I can buy milk tea for you every day, deliver boiled water to the door of your dormitory, and go to the cafeteria to help you grab your favorite dishes. Am I not more qualified than him to take care of you?"

"If you buy fabric, I can be a coolie for you again and again, and I can learn how to bargain for you."

"I can give you what he can give you, and I can give you what he can't give you."

Realizing that his words were becoming more and more naive, Cheng Chuji simply stopped giving examples and said directly: "Qi Heng, choose me."

As Cheng Chuji spoke, he got closer and closer, and after saying the last word, he kissed Qi Heng who was about to speak.

This kiss was completely different from the first time between the two of them. Cheng Chuji was full of possessiveness and did not leave any chance for Qi Heng to escape.I don't know if it was because of panic or excitement, Cheng Chuji was a little rough, and the teeth of the two of them collided with each other several times, making a faint sound of collision.

Sensing that Qi Heng didn't reject him, Cheng Chuji let go of his wrist, grabbed his chin with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, slowly poking into his soaked blouse and stroking his somewhat cold lower back.Qi Heng hugged Cheng Chuji's waist obediently with his hands, and closed his eyes to feel the warmth of his palms.

It wasn't until the kiss that both of them were breathing quickly that Cheng Chuji stopped and looked at the person in his arms.

Qi Heng's face turned red up to his neck, and he was at a loss.Cheng Chuji had never seen this expression before, so he couldn't help feeling hot and wanted to kiss it again.But Qi Heng raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Being prevented from making out, Cheng Chuji panicked, thinking that he was going to be rejected, and there was a trace of despair and coldness in his eyes.But Qi Heng raised his head slightly, and the temperature in his eyes gave him hope again.

Qi Heng glanced at him, then lowered his head and gently opened his swollen lips that had been roughly kissed, took a breath, and said in a low voice, "I'm really angry if you kiss me like this again... I'm getting old, and I can't stand this." Kind of..." He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but swallowed.

Looking at the other party's Adam's apple wriggling slightly, Cheng Chuji, who was covered, couldn't argue and just closed his mouth. He just complained about Qi Heng's remarks about "older age" in his heart, completely unaware that he had gone through all the trouble just now. Calm down a lot.

"Still saying I'm stupid..." Qi Heng raised his head to look into Cheng Chuji's eyes, then leaned over to kiss the back of his hand lightly on the position of his lips, "Silly minister, I've always only picked yours."