Song of Glass

Leaving home for the first time to live a group life is always a little uncomfortable at the beginning.

Although Jiao Wangyu is not a pampered young master, but for many years at home, he has a little bit of clothes and hands to eat, and he is spoiled by his parents so much that he doesn't do anything by himself.

But he won't complain because he can only rely on himself for everything in the future, just learn, people always have to grow up.

He's in a good mood.

After returning to the dormitory with Pu Songqiu, he suddenly realized that he didn't have any daily necessities, and it was a problem to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Standing there worrying, Pu Songqiu took a new toothbrush and put it in front of him.

"Buy more," Pu Songqiu said, "You can use my water basin and toothpaste first when you wash up at night."

Jiao Wangyu expressed his thanks while unpacking the toothbrush, and couldn't help but sigh: "Just say it's easy to do things with old friends!"

Pu Songqiu didn't say much, and continued to tidy up his bed.

In their dormitory, the top bunk is a bed, the bottom is a desk, and next to the desk is a small wardrobe.

Jiao Wangyu brought a lot of what he had and what he didn't have. The table and the cabinet were full, but Pu Songqiu on the bed opposite him was at the other extreme. There were only two books and a notebook on the table, and only a few neatly folded ones in the cabinet. Neat clothes.

Cheng Er was on the phone to ask the seniors about running the Internet in the dormitory, while Jian Shao sat on the iron steps between the two beds and chatted with Jiao Wangyu.

In this way, it was past ten o'clock, and everyone began to wash and go to bed.

Pu Songqiu handed Jiao Wangyu his basin and toothpaste, and told him to go first, saying that he would wait for a while.

Jiao Wangyu was not too polite, followed Cheng Er and Jian Shao out, and went to the bathroom diagonally opposite.

The most worrying thing about collective life is that if you accidentally catch up with the washroom, you have to wait in line. The washroom is very large, with a sink outside and a toilet inside.

But no matter how big it is, too many people are not enough, Jiao Wangyu suddenly understood why Pu Songqiu said to wait for a while.

But this kind of feeling is quite interesting. For a person like Jiao Wangyu who lived in a one-child family since childhood, it is a wonderful experience to live lively with everyone.

They were late, and by the time they left the bathroom, there was no one there.

Jiao Wangyu washed the basin and returned it to Pu Songqiu, who took a while to wash up.

The lights were turned off at 10:30, and Jiao Wangyu thought about going to the toilet before turning off the lights.

He trotted out of the dormitory in his slippers, passed the stairwell when he was walking towards the bathroom, had already passed, and then turned back.

He saw Pu Songqiu there, lying on the window sill of the landing, looking outside.

The back looks a little lonely.

Jiao Wangyu hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

Pu Songqiu turned around when he heard the voice, saw that it was Jiao Wangyu, and was stunned for a moment.

Not only Pu Songqiu was stunned for a moment, but also Jiao Wangyu, he didn't expect his deskmate to hide here and smoke at night.

Does Pu Songqiu know how to smoke?Jiao Wangyu had no impression at all.

In fact, when I was in high school, there were quite a few boys in my class who smoked. In order to avoid the teacher and the dean, everyone would either go to the toilet or hide in a hidden corner of the school. Who, there is no Pu Songqiu on that list of "little smokers".

When Pu Songqiu saw him, he was a little embarrassed, and in a panic, he directly crushed the cigarette butt with his fingers.

Jiao Wangyu frowned and asked him, "Don't your fingers hurt?"

Pu Songqiu straightened up embarrassingly and looked at him, rubbing his fingers vigorously: "It's okay."

At the beginning of September, the summer has not left yet, but the wind at night is getting cooler, the wind blows in from the open window, blows along Pu Songqiu's exposed arm and onto Jiao Wangyu's body.

The two people who obviously shouldn't feel awkward, the two people who have known each other for two years and are more or less acquainted, but at this moment they seem to be a little strange to each other.

Jiao Wangyu raised his hand to scratch his hair, and said with a smile, "I didn't know you could smoke too."

"En." Pu Songqiu didn't say much, just held the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, turned around and closed the window.

At 10:30, the lights in the dormitory were turned off, only the sensor lights in the corridors and corridors were left on listlessly.

Jiao Wangyu frowned and let out a "tsk".

"Let's go." Pu Songqiu said, "The lights are off."

The two went to the bathroom, Jiao Wangyu ran inside to go to the bathroom, Pu Songqiu washed outside.

When Jiao Wangyu came out to wash his hands, Pu Songqiu had finished washing and was standing there waiting for him.

"The room is dark." Pu Songqiu said, "Let's go."

Jiao Wangyu laughed, washed his hands quickly, shook the water from his hands, and followed Pu Songqiu back to the dormitory.

When the two of them entered the room, Cheng Er and Jian Shao were already lying on the bed. As soon as the door was opened and the room was pitch black, Jiao Wangyu subconsciously grabbed Pu Songqiu's clothes.

Pu Songqiu stood obliquely in front of Jiao Wangyu, and after being grabbed by his clothes, he turned his head and glanced at him slightly.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand to grab Jiao Wangyu's wrist, and led him to the bedside without making a sound.

Jiao Wangyu's cell phone was on the table, but he couldn't see it.

Pu Songqiu took Jiao Wangyu's hand to make him hold the handrail of the steps, then let him go, and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Jiao Wangyu understood what he meant, took the phone and turned on the flashlight function.

Now that he could see more or less clearly, Jiao Wangyu stepped on the steps and turned his head to smile at Pu Songqiu, then carefully climbed onto the bed.

Pu Songqiu stood under Jiao Wangyu's bed with a basin in one hand and watched him, until he was sure that the other party was lying down, he turned around and closed the door.

The two of them didn't say a word during the whole process, and the two people sleeping in the inner bed didn't notice anything unusual.

Pu Songqiu put away his things, went to bed, and received a text message after he lay down.

The text message was from Jiao Wangyu, just two words: Thank you.

He lay there, staring at the opposite bed from the corner of his eye.

He could see the eye-catching light of Jiao Wangyu's phone, like a shining star in the dark night.

Pu Songqiu didn't reply, turned off the phone, put it under the pillow, and fell asleep.

The first day of coming to the university ended like this. It was a reunion of old friends, with joys and sorrows.

Jiao Wangyu, who didn't wait for a reply, quickly fell asleep clutching his phone, but Pu Songqiu couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He closed his eyes, but his mind always remembered what Jiao Wangyu said to him on that rainy day—the two people It's "glass," it's gay.

Pu Songqiu opened his eyes and stared at the empty ceiling for a long time.

"Those two are 'Glass'."

"Glass?"

"Well, it's gay. Look, they're kissing."

The conversations in the past kept replaying in my ears, like a revolving door before death. Others might replay all the pictures of decades, but he only had such a fragment.

He wanted to turn around to look at the person on the opposite bed, but felt it was inappropriate.

There are so many inappropriate things in life, and he wants to minimize the occurrence of these incidents as much as possible.

Pu Songqiu turned over, put his forehead against the cold wall, and turned his back to Jiao Wangyu's direction.

He has always known that God likes to play tricks on people, but he did not expect that God played cards more unreasonably than he imagined. If he could choose, he hoped that he would at least not live in this dormitory, and it would be best not to see Jiao Wangyu again .

But some fate cannot escape.

He suddenly remembered a sentence that Jiao Wangyu said before: "Do you think we are like characters in a game? The fate line has been set long ago."

Pu Songqiu didn't think so at that time, but now he admits it.

There were footsteps in the corridor, trotting past in slippers, I don't know which dormitory someone got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.

Pu Songqiu closed his eyes and diverted his attention as much as possible, but he still failed to fall asleep peacefully that night.

Some things are just too hard, like knowing and accepting yourself, or avoiding all the feelings that shouldn't be there.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1608:52:21~2020-06-1708:53:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in the west of the original building;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Liangcha, Nabeichuan, Xiangbei, Etsuko, Gu An Ansheng;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 26 bottles of Gu An An Sheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!