Song of Glass

Pu Songqiu is difficult to get along with - Jian Shao discovered it just after meeting him.

All right, don't let it be pulled down, anyway, it will only grow a little bit, so let's make do with it.

Jian Shao said: "This discriminatory treatment is really sad."

Jiao Wangyu sat there and laughed: "This difference in treatment is really embarrassing."

Pu Songqiu looked up at him, said nothing, and continued to change his trousers.

The sad Jian Shao got off the bed, grabbed the basketball under the table and went out: "You hurt me, and you just laughed it off..."

He sang and went out.

Only Jiao Wangyu and Pu Songqiu were left in the dormitory. At first, neither of them spoke, but Jiao Wangyu felt incredible when he saw each other's skillful techniques.

A big boy can do needlework so well, virtuous!

But he dared to sigh in his heart, reckoning that Pu Songqiu would be unhappy when he said the word "virtuous".

The trouser legs were changed very quickly. After Pu Songqiu finished it for him, he sprayed some water on the trouser legs, then found a bottle filled with hot water, and pressed a simulated iron on it several times.

"Excellent." Jiao Wangyu looked at the trouser legs being ironed flat, couldn't hold back, and said, "Brother Qiu, where did you learn these life skills?"

He suddenly felt that compared with Pu Songqiu, he was simply an idiot in life.

"my mother."

I really cherish words like gold, and don't say a word more.

"Auntie is amazing, she will teach me when I have a chance in the future."

Pu Songqiu handed the folded trousers to Jiao Wangyu, glanced at him and said, "Okay."

Jiao Wangyu was overjoyed, and suddenly felt that the high-cold male god is not that unreasonable, and it's not that difficult to be friends with such a person.

In the evening, Cheng Er, who came back from a date, was whistling and full of joy. While telling everyone about his progress with his high school deskmate, he tried on his military training uniform.

Because of the appointment, it was already late when Cheng Er went to pick up the clothes, there were not many left, and the sizes were not complete, so he took a set at random, and it turned out to be ridiculously large.

Cheng Er is the shortest and thinnest in the whole dormitory, but the clothes are the same size as Pu Songqiu, who is the tallest in the dormitory. He wears them with long sleeves and long trousers. I don’t know which family’s children thought they were wearing adults’ clothes clothing.

Cheng Er stood in front of the mirror and screamed, while Jian Shao and Jiao Wangyu laughed and watched.

"Well," Jian Shao said, "Old Pu can change your pants, you ask him to change them for you."

"Really?" When Cheng Er turned to look at Pu Songqiu, his eyes were shining: "Brother Pu!"

As a result, Pu Songqiu, who was sitting there reading a book, got up directly, and went out with a basin and toiletries.

Jian Shao, who had been rejected during the day, regained his balance and smiled proudly. Now he can be sure that he has not been targeted, because in Pu Songqiu's eyes, that guy can only see Jiao Wangyu in the whole dormitory.

"What's the situation?" Cheng Er said, "He changed everything for you and ignored me? Does he have any opinion on me?"

"You're overthinking," Jian Shao said, "Jiao Wangyu in our house is the only one who has been favored, and I have already been rejected this afternoon."

When Cheng Er heard this, he squinted his eyes and looked at Jiao Wangyu meaningfully: "Say! Do you have some shady deal?"

Jiao Wangyu knew that he was joking, and laughed at Cheng Er while eating biscuits: "You have said that you are shameless, and you still ask?"

Cheng Er sneered: "Dirty! You dirty men!"

Several people in the room laughed, and outside the door, Pu Songqiu stood there, walking towards the bathroom for a long time.

He found that he was even jealous of Jiao Wangyu joking with others.

This kind of psychology is really terrible.

When Pu Songqiu came back from washing, those people were still chatting. Cheng Er was holding the scissors and was about to cut the trouser legs down. You can wear it a little better after you're done."

Jiao Wangyu is 1.8 meters tall, and Cheng Er is 1.7 meters tall, not much difference.

When Jian Shao said this, Pu Songqiu just opened the door and came in and heard it. Jian Shao, who was standing near the balcony, suddenly felt a chill behind him, and hurried away: "I'm talking nonsense, Brother Pu, don't kill me."

Jiao Wangyu took a bite of the biscuit, and the crumbs fell all over him.

He smiled and said, "If you don't change it, don't any of you think about me."

Hearing what he said, Pu Songqiu's mood suddenly eased, and his eyes were not so fierce.

Jian Shao muttered: "Those who don't know think you two are dating."

After finishing speaking, he quickly apologized: "Brother Pu! I was joking!"

Jian Shao is not much shorter than Pu Songqiu, but he is a lot stronger than Pu Songqiu. He is the type who can knock someone into the air if he bumps into someone on the basketball court. , the flesh on his body can be shaved into pieces.

Jiao Wangyu leaned on the chair and laughed and said to Jian Shao: "Why are you so cowardly!"

Jian Shao didn't say anything, and went to play games with his mobile phone in desperation, he said in his heart: Pu Songqiu has a good relationship with you, of course you don't know what I'm afraid of!

Cheng Er, who was rejected again on the other side, could only grit his teeth and cut off the two folded trouser legs with the scissors.

He said before: "Stacking and cutting can prevent one leg from growing and one leg from shortening."

As a result, he overestimated his own craftsmanship. After cutting, not only did one leg grow and the other short, but both sides of the same leg had different heights.

"Fashion." Jiao Wangyu said, "This autumn's most fashionable military training uniform, you deserve it!"

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Everyone was very excited about the military training at the very beginning, and they couldn't foresee the suffering later, even though the senior Jiao Wangyu said: "Just pray that it will rain every now and then."

But Jiao Wangyu said: "Military training is so much fun!"

Teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad - so said the senior.

In this way, in the early morning of September, the military training for freshmen began.

Their military training was planned to last for fifteen days. Jiao Wangyu felt that it was not difficult. It was only half a month, and it passed in a flash. However, at the end of the first day, his feet were covered with blisters.

Although September has already entered autumn theoretically, the temperature only drops in the morning and evening. From ten o'clock onwards, the temperature soars, and the sun hangs overhead, sparing no effort to "abuse" these young people in military training.

Standing in a military posture, it takes half an hour to stand.

If one person makes a mistake, the entire team will be punished accordingly.

At the end of the day, Jiao Wangyu felt that his soul had been tossed away.

In the evening, the instructor finally yelled "disband" at the top of his voice, and everyone wailed and scattered as birds and beasts, and rushed to the cafeteria one after another.

Jiao Wangyu stood there and rolled his eyes, he couldn't move, his feet hurt.

Jian Shao came over and put his arms around his neck and said, "Just now what time did the instructor say that class starts?"

Military training during the day, and military theory classes in classrooms at night.

very tired.

"06:30." Jiao Wangyu raised his hand to look at the time, it was five o'clock.

"Hurry up, go back and lie down after dinner." Jian Shao looked down at Jiao Wangyu's feet, "What's wrong with this? Sprained ankle?"

"These shoes rub my feet," Jiao Wangyu complained, "My feet hurt!"

Jian Shao slapped him on the back carelessly: "You are too weak!"

After filming, the hungry Jian Shao ran towards the cafeteria with wind on his feet: "Go slowly, I'll take a seat first!"

Seeing Jian Shao run away, Jiao Wangyu sighed: "Man, no one is reliable."

As everyone knows, when he was exclamating this sentence, Pu Songqiu was walking behind him, staring at him all the time.

Everyone around hurried to the cafeteria, only the two of them walked unhurriedly, one behind the other.

Soon there were only a few scattered people left in the stadium. Jiao Wangyu limped out, not noticing that there was someone behind him who was always with him.

In fact, Pu Songqiu really wanted to go up to support Jiao Wangyu, help him back to the dormitory, and then go buy food and pack it back for him.

But just thinking about it, he couldn't do it.

Pu Songqiu is very clear-headed and knows what to do and what not to do. He knows that he must restrain his feelings for Jiao Wangyu and must not let himself go.

He kept a certain distance and walked behind Jiao Wangyu, thinking of their middle school days in a trance.

At that time, Pu Songqiu didn't realize that he fell in love with Jiao Wangyu, let alone that he would fall in love with the same sex.

That spring night when he was studying and finishing school late, he was walking in the dimly lit campus, surrounded by a hustle and bustle of people.

A girl he didn't know came over to stop him, and said to him: "Pu Songqiu, can I make a friend?"

Pu Songqiu looked at the girl in front of him, bowed very politely but a little clumsily and flusteredly, and when he got up again, he said, "I'm sorry, I still can't do it."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw Jiao Wangyu walking past him.

At that time, Jiao Wangyu was messing with others, and the strap on the right side of his schoolbag had slipped off his shoulders. That person was like a little swallow flying in the night, free and easy, with the spring breeze.

At that time, Pu Songqiu hadn't liked him yet, but was suddenly attracted by Jiao Wangyu, feeling that he was living a relaxed and comfortable life, so he couldn't help but set his eyes on him, following him, as if he was following a part of his life that he couldn't help. The unrestrained pleasure of owning.

Probably from then on, Pu Songqiu liked to stare at Jiao Wangyu's back.

From the spring of that year to the autumn of this year, time really seemed to pass by, but they turned into college students.

The two walked out of the stadium and walked towards the cafeteria along the path. When they were about to reach the cafeteria, Jiao Wangyu looked at the Wuyang Wuyang people inside and hesitated for a while.

"Jiao Wangyu."

Jiao Wangyu looks back and sees Pu Songqiu.

"What's wrong with your feet?"

"These shoes rub your feet." Jiao Wangyu felt aggrieved, "It hurts like hell."

Pu Songqiu looked at him and said, "Go back to the dormitory directly. What do you eat? I'll pack it for you."

He obviously told himself that he would not care about his business, but seeing the other party standing here hesitated, he was afraid that this guy would not eat dinner, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Pu Songqiu felt that he was really useless, he couldn't even control himself, what else could he do?

"Really?" Jiao Wangyu's eyes lit up with a smile, and he quickly took out his meal card, "Egg fried noodles, thank you Brother Qiu!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2007:52:27~2020-06-2108:31:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Liangcha, Xiang Bei, Weiguang, Qingming Yushang, Etsuko 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Sui Chi Huan; 4 bottles of Baibai ice cream; 1 bottle of lemon tea;

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