Classmate, your pants are fading?

The stewards of Cheng Chuji's dormitory were indeed easier to talk to than Qi Heng and the others.Qi Heng had a sweet mouth, and just a few words made Auntie the housekeeper laugh from ear to ear, and she happily agreed to let him in.

Qi Heng came to Cheng Chuji's dormitory for the first time, and he was a little excited.

Cheng Chuji himself was even more excited, thinking that Sharpei must put away all his underwear, and recalling whether he had taken out the trash.

Walking into Cheng Chuji's dormitory, Qi Heng couldn't help looking around, and found his desk in an instant, because he recognized the dress on the back of the chair.

Apart from them in the dormitory, there was Sharpei who focused on playing games. He clicked the mouse frantically and the keyboard was rattled. Qi Heng felt that there was a risk of falling apart at any time.

Cheng Chuji walked quickly to his desk, picked up the clean clothes he had brought back from the laundry at noon, and stuffed them into the closet. He swept the chair with his hands and said, "Sit here and wait, I changed clothes Let's go eat."

"Ah."

Cheng Chuji took the clean clothes and went to the bathroom to change.Usually he doesn't care at all, no matter how many people are in the dormitory, he can change clothes in public without changing expressions, but he still can't do it in front of Qi Heng.

Although Qi Heng was curious, he didn't mess around with anything. He just studied everything around him with his eyes.

There are several professional books on Cheng Chuji's desk, and Qi Hengguang frowned after reading the titles, feeling that they are not things that his intelligence level can understand.

In the corner of the table, he saw a set of 48 markers, two boxes of watercolor and gouache with traces of use, and a box of colored pencils.However, there is some dust on the packaging, and it seems that it has not been used for a long time.This made him somewhat regretful.He felt that Cheng Chuji was very talented, especially the use of color, which he felt gave people a warm feeling.

There is a class schedule on the closet door next to it, and there are some post-it notes recording the homework to be handed in, the teacher to see, and the report to be completed.

The dormitory was originally small, so Qi Heng quickly scanned around several times.Seeing that Cheng Chuji hadn't come back, he casually picked up a few pieces of draft paper that he put on the table, wanting to see his handwriting.Cheng Chuji's draft paper can be said to be really sloppy. Some of the characters are very large, as if they were written when he first started using them, while some of the characters are very small, almost squeezed into the gap between two characters. Yes, Qi Heng guessed that he ran out of space to write and was too lazy to change the paper.The content on the draft paper is also various.Some were chemical equations, some were mathematical formulas, and some were English words. Qi Heng was pleasantly surprised to find several small repetitions in Chinese.I thought it was a high-achieving student who forgot to draw a pen, but after a closer look, he found that it was his own name.

constant.

Several identical characters are lined up side by side, without connecting strokes, but written stroke by stroke.

Looking at these schoolboy-like characters, Qi Heng suddenly felt his face burn, and quickly put the draft paper on the table.

Sharpei on the side was concentrating on playing the game. He knew when the two entered the room, but he didn't know who it was.Now that I have won a game, I have time to take off the earphones and take a break. When I turned around, I saw Qi Heng was stunned for two seconds, and then shouted: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law?! Why are you here?"

Qi Heng pretended to be serious: "Who is your sister-in-law? Brother-in-law!"

"Ah?" Sharpei opened his mouth wide in surprise.Cracks appeared in the image of Cheng Chuji in the little brain of the straight man of steel.He swallowed: "Uh... you two... who is 1?"

Qi Heng was already paralyzed from laughter, but his expression management was still perfect: "What do you think?"

"I, I don't know~ Although this matter cannot be judged by its appearance, but..."

"But?" Qi Heng raised his eyebrows.

Shapi scratched the back of his head, "Brother-in-law, don't be angry. A straight man like me really only judges by his height. Besides, Cheng Chuji usually runs around naked in the dormitory every now and then. He's really not like...that..."

"Oh? You mean I look like a girl?" Qi Heng deliberately raised his voice, looking a little upset.

"No, no, that's definitely not what it means! You are also very bad! No! I mean, you are also special, uh... just..." Sharpei felt that he was a clumsy mouth sister-in-law, bah, brother-in-law.I feel like I can’t make up for it, and I’m so anxious to sit or stand.

Cheng Chuji came back when Qi Heng couldn't pretend anymore, and when he couldn't help laughing, Shapi also turned his head and grabbed the straw: "Sister! Help me!"

"Straw" looked puzzled at the nervous Sharpei, and then at Qi Heng who was hugging his belly and laughing, and was even more puzzled.

After being puzzled for a few seconds, Cheng Chuji yelled out a question that bothered him: "Let go! Who the fuck is your 'sister'?"

Before they had time to explain the complicated relationship between brother, sister, sister-in-law and brother-in-law, the two went out.

Qi Heng laughed all the way from the dormitory to the cafeteria, which made Cheng Chuji heave a sigh of relief.

He is actually a sensitive person.When he met Qi Heng at the stadium today, he vaguely felt that he was not in a good mood.He couldn't tell how he saw it, maybe it was the eyes, maybe it was the curvature of the corners of his mouth, but he just felt that although he was smiling, the smile was a bit forced.

But now the smile returned to the usual heartless look, which relieved him a lot.

Although Qi Heng cried out that he was hungry and told him to treat him during the meal, he stopped eating after a few mouthfuls.The chopsticks picked up the dishes on the plate and put them down again. Boringly, he put the beans into a little crying face, and then changed into a little angry face after a while.

When Cheng Chuji was full, he looked at Qi Heng "torturing" the leftover beans on the plate, and even began to wonder what would appear after the angry face.

When he was waiting for the next expression, Qi Heng said suddenly: "Minister, do you have a good relationship with your parents?"

Cheng Chuji was slightly startled, thought for a while and replied: "It's okay. It's like a normal parent-child relationship. Three days before going back from vacation, you still treat me as a treasure, and after a week, you start to think I'm an eyesore, but when I really want to leave At that time, my mother was crying again. After a holiday, my mood was ups and downs."

Qi Heng put down his chopsticks and looked at him with his face on his face: "Is the only child happy?"

"Uh...it's okay...sometimes I hope to have a brother or sister to share my parents' attention, instead of staring at me all day long."

"That's right." Qi Heng smiled.But when he smiled and smiled, his expression became obviously bitter.

"Qi Heng?" Cheng Chuji was a little worried about whether his words would stimulate the pain points of Qi Heng's unfortunate family, and secretly blamed himself.He reached out and took Qi Heng's hand.

Obviously, I just had a meal, so my body temperature should be higher, and the school cafeteria is air-conditioned, and there are quite a few people. Generally speaking, it is much warmer than outside.But Qi Heng's hands were still a little cold.

Qi Heng looked at the hand covering the back of his hand and smiled slightly.

The minister's hands are so beautiful.

The minister's hands are so warm.

I really want to keep holding it like this.