Relocation Brigade

Chen Ling got off the bed and was already late by the time he rushed to the classroom after washing, so he could only bend down and grope in, and secretly found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

The classmates in the classroom seemed to be very interested in the teacher on the stage, and everyone's faces were full of enthusiasm.From time to time, he nodded in agreement.

Chen Ling took out the book and put it on the table, and quickly yawned, his eyes blurred with tears.

The voice on the stage drifted away a bit, and just when he was about to pinch his thigh hard to cheer himself up, someone suddenly said in his ear: "Are you not interested in this subject? If so, why don't you choose another subject?" ?”

The person who spoke was wearing a yellowed white shirt and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He had a bad habit of speaking and always stared straight into the person's eyes.

Chen Ling shook his head: "No, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night."

"I didn't sleep well last night. In order to write the thesis, I read the book all night." In the third year, some students have already started to work on the thesis in advance, but this student is not. He said, "Ms. Zhang has a new student. For the project, he talked with several classmates in private, and I was one of them. I don’t know if I can be selected into the project team, but I plan to try.”

Chen Ling felt that he was not very familiar with this classmate, but he felt contradictory in his heart that he should have a deep impression on this classmate.

He nodded following the other party's words: "That's very good, come on."

The classmate narrowed his eyes behind the lenses, and suddenly smiled: "Do you still not know who I am?"

Chen Ling was a little embarrassed.

The classmate said, "My name is He Xiangxi."

Chen Ling now has an impression. He Xiangxi, the top student in his class, has poor family conditions. His father is an alcoholic, and his mother is a part-time worker. In daily life, he is worse than his classmates in terms of food and clothing.

But He Xiangxi's learning ability is very strong and self-motivated.

Chen Ling remembered hearing from his classmates that, except for taking compulsory courses in the large classroom, he usually stayed in the library and didn't have much contact with other people.

Chen Ling also introduced himself: "My name is Chen Ling."

He Xiangxi said, "I know."

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and then heard the other party say: "Because we are the same, I have paid attention to you a long time ago."

"What do you mean?" Chen Ling couldn't understand at all.

"It's nothing." He Xiangxi approached suddenly, his lips almost touching the young man's cheek, "Just remember that we are the same."

No one likes someone to deliberately play tricks on him. Chen Ling pursed his lips in obvious displeasure, opened the distance between the two, and began to listen to the class seriously.

Loudspeakers are placed in the four corners of the large classroom, and the teacher's voice enters the microphone and is transmitted from all directions, allowing people to quickly sink into the humorous lecture content.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Chen Ling buried his head in packing his books, only to realize that the desk beside him was clean.

Such a big person, unexpectedly left so silently.

Chen Ling threw the book into his backpack, got up and walked out with the crowd.The classmates beside him were fighting and jostling, and someone touched his shoulder by mistake.

It was really painful to take the heavy shot.

He covered his shoulders and turned his head to look to the left. The students were either talking or walking away, and it was impossible to see who touched him.

There was a dull pain in the shoulder, Chen Ling subconsciously protected it, feeling very irritable, even he himself didn't know why.

If I have to say it, the shoulder is a forbidden area, and people can't pat it casually.

This thought flashed through his mind, before he had time to think about it, someone stopped him: "What are you doing here, let's go, let's eat."

The person who spoke was Chen Guang, the head of the room. He was smiling, and put his arm casually on Chen Ling's shoulder: "What do you want to eat at noon, that kid Yu Feng just received his living allowance yesterday, and he said he was treating guests."

Chen Ling lowered his eyes and stared at the fingers on his shoulder for a few seconds. He felt uncomfortable and felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

He wanted to say whether our relationship was not that good, but when he saw the other party's face full of sincere smiles, he felt that he was overthinking nervously.

Yu Feng was waiting for them at the entrance of a certain cafeteria. When he saw someone coming, he raised his hand and waved: "Hurry up, if you slow down, the good food will be robbed."

The spicy hot pot in this cafeteria is especially delicious. Many students from other schools come here especially after 12:30, and there are not many ingredients left to choose from at the window.

The three rushed to the window to line up. After ordering a few dishes, they returned to the dining table with their number plates and waited.

While bored, Chen Ling suddenly saw He Xiangxi.

He was holding the dinner plate by himself, looking around to find a place, when Chen Ling was about to wave, the other hand grabbed his wrist and pressed his hand down.

"Don't call him." Chen Guang said disgustedly, "He is a top student, he doesn't bother to deal with us."

Chen Ling: "No way, he still took the initiative to talk to me during class."

"Tch." Yu Feng uttered a voice, "The sun must have come out from the west. I remember that when I was a freshman, I went to a dormitory with him, and he didn't respond to him several times in a row, so he just kept going." My son buried himself in his book. Usually, he doesn’t go to an outing organized by the class, so I asked him why he didn’t talk.”

"It's more than that." Chen Guang also joined the complaining team, "He still has a quirk."

He covered his mouth mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "I often go to the school supermarket to knead instant noodles. After being caught, I was criticized and educated five or six times. I guess I was really afraid of being demerited, and then it stopped."

Chen Ling searched carefully in his mind, and he still had an impression: "It must have happened last year."

He remembered passing by the entrance of a supermarket once, and there were a lot of people outside pointing at the center of the crowd.He never liked to join in the fun, so he glanced at it and skipped it.

"Yes, it happened in June last year. That time he went to knead instant noodles again, and the boss caught them himself. I guess he couldn't bear it anymore. The boss pushed him out in public and asked him to apologize and admit his mistakes."

Everyone has self-esteem, no matter what mentality He Xiangxi has when making instant noodles, the moment he is shown to the public is tantamount to a public execution.

How painful and embarrassing he is, only he knows.

Chen Ling didn't want to talk too much, just happened to call their number, and quickly got up to bring the spicy pot over.

The three of them happily finished their meal, and walked towards the dormitory together. There was no class this afternoon. Chen Guang planned to play games in the dormitory all afternoon, and asked Yu Feng and Chen Ling if they wanted to play.

Chen Ling was not interested in playing games, so he shook his head and said, "No."

Chen Guang persuaded: "Come on, the three of you can just form a team."

Yu Feng also said: "That's right, you usually don't play with us, so this time you still don't want to give face?"

"I don't usually play with you guys?" Chen Ling subconsciously thought otherwise, but the two people in front of him couldn't lie to himself.

He thought for a while and agreed, "Okay, okay, but I have to sleep, I'm a little tired."

Chen Guang and Yu Feng nodded, entered the dormitory, and after Chen Ling climbed into bed, they lowered their volume to do things, for fear of disturbing the people on the bed.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ling woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Chen Guang and Yu Feng were sitting together, playing mobile games head to head, saying this in a low voice.

Yu Feng: "What a fucking idiot, it's too late for me to stay away from his kind of person, and be a ghost's friend."

Chen Guang: "Isn't it just being friends with ghosts? Hey, you said he can see those things, is it true?"

"I don't know." Yu Feng said, "Wouldn't I know after playing with him for two more days?"

Confused, Chen Ling rolled over and sat up.

The two immediately shut up, looked up and looked this way, Chen Guang said: "Hey, wake up, let's get up and play games."

Chen Ling climbed down from the bed, went to the lower desk drawer and took out his notebook.

Just as the startup screen started, there was a knock on the door.

The counselor walked in with a strange young man, tall and thin, with a tall and straight figure, and his deep facial features gave people a strong sense of familiarity.

"This is a classmate who just arrived today, an exchange student from country x. The dormitory for international students is already full, so I will arrange it with you for the time being."

The counselor smiled gently, and patted the new roommate who had always had a cold face: "Go in, everyone get to know each other first, and if you need anything, call me anytime."

Chen Ling looked at his new roommate: "My name is Chen Ling, how about you?"

"Jiang Yu." The new classmate's voice was cold, and his eyes were quite cold when he glanced at Chen Guang and Yu Feng.

Chen Ling: "One worker at three o'clock water, and one next to the word earth?"

Don't ask him why he knows, he wants to ask himself the same question.

The young man seemed to be in a better mood, and the straight line formed by his lips relaxed into a slightly curved arc, "Yeah."

Chen Ling asked curiously, "How old are you this year?"

I regret it after asking, no matter if the person is a man or a woman, it is impolite to ask the person's age so casually when everyone is not familiar with it.

He bowed his hands and said, "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

"Twenty." Jiang Yu's voice suddenly softened, and he seemed to be in a better mood.

Chen Ling looked at the other party silently, that face was indeed very young, the deep facial features were still tainted with a little youthfulness, mixed with the gradually developed maturity and stability, giving people a feeling that was both contradictory and natural.

But Chen Ling somehow felt that Jiang Yu should not only be 20 years old, but much older than him.

Being stared at by the young man, Jiang Yu cleared his throat, and said to the bed that was adjacent to Chen Ling, "Which one do I sleep on?"

There are four beds in the room, three of which are occupied, and the remaining one is full of things.

Chen Ling ran over in a hurry, stretching his arms to take off his things. The short sleeves on his body followed the movement, revealing a thin white and tight waist.

Chen Guang and Yu Feng also came back to their senses, and hurried over to move things together.

Jiang Yu glanced at the young man's exposed skin, frowned, approached him calmly, and pulled his T-shirt down.

Chen Ling was busy taking things, so he didn't notice this detail. He threw all the things into a cardboard box and stuffed them under his desk.

The bed surface was originally full of debris, but only a thick layer of dust remained in ten minutes.

Jiang Yu stood expressionlessly on the ground, folded his arms and stared at it coldly. After a while, he turned and walked towards the pool, and asked Chen Ling back, "Is there a rag?"

Chen Ling took out the cloth from the beam under the pool and handed it to him.

Jiang Yu thanked him, and unscrewed the faucet to rinse the towel unskillfully.

Looking at him like that, Chen Ling knew that he must have never done any work at home, and he was clumsy enough to scrub a rag. He leaned over and said, "Give it to me, and I will clean it up for you."

Jiang Yu bent down and pulled out another towel from under the sink, and asked, "Is this also a rag?"

Chen Ling nodded.

He handed the towel to the young man: "Let's tidy up together."

Chen Ling: "..."

There is no air-conditioning in the dormitory, only a ceiling fan on the ceiling, two people squeezed on the same bed to wipe, isn't it too hot?

Jiang Yu noticed that the young man frowned, his black eyelashes drooping, "I'd better clean it up myself."

Chen Ling only felt how pitiful this person looked, and felt soft for no reason, "Let's do it together, so hurry up."

"En." Jiang Yu raised his eyelids, revealing his light-colored and beautiful pupils, "Thank you."

"Come on, don't be so polite. From now on, we will live in a dormitory. We are a family." Chen Ling has a good impression of his new roommate. If he had to find a reason, it might be because he is so handsome.

To tell the truth, he had never seen such a good-looking man, with exquisite and deep features, and a resolute outline that was very masculine.

"Jiang Yu, are you a mixed race?" Chen Guang asked.

Jiang Yu glanced at him, and hummed indifferently.

Chen Guang obviously felt that the other party's enthusiasm for him was much lower than that for Chen Ling.

He clicked his tongue, turned around and nestled back on his bed, and continued to play games with Yu Feng who was about to go up to chat.

Facts have proved that the efficiency of two people getting together is really high, especially Jiang Yu's body temperature is lower than his. Occasionally, the arms of the two accidentally touch each other, which makes people feel refreshing.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was a real person, he really wanted to hug and rub a few times to cool down.

Jiang Yu took the initiative to take the dirty handkerchief from the young man's hand, "I'll wash it, you go to rest."

Chen Ling was so hot that he sat in his seat and used a hand-held small fan to blow the air. Seeing Chen Guang looking at him, he wondered, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just see that you and your new roommate seem to be getting along very well." Chen Guang just finished playing a game, dropped his phone, got out of bed and walked to Chen Ling, "Comrade Chen, you won't have any new friends , just throw away our old friends."

Chen Ling: "Of course not."

Chen Guang didn't speak, just stared at him for a moment, and after a while, he chuckled: "Look, I forgot."

The words were inexplicable, and Chen Ling subconsciously asked: "What did you forget?"

Chen Guang: "Don't you know what you forgot?"

"Why should I know?" Chen Ling was puzzled.

"It's fine if you don't know." Chen Guang said, "You just forgot, you just don't want to remember, and you will remember soon."

He turned his head and said to Yu Feng, "Yes, Yu Feng."

"Yes." Yu Feng dragged his voice deliberately, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Chen Ling felt that these two people were strange, but he couldn't find the source of the strangeness. He was never a person who liked to hide, so he asked directly: "Chen Guang, do you know that you and Yu Feng are strange?"

Yu Feng raised his eyebrows: "You are the strangest."

The atmosphere was suddenly dull, and the air was filled with the invisible smell of gunpowder.

With a puff, Chen Guang laughed out loud, and the hahahaha sound surrounded the room. After laughing enough, he covered his stomach and smiled and said, "It's just a joke, why are you serious?"

Yu Feng also laughed, and with the good attitude of the two brothers again, he put his arm on Chen Ling's shoulder and said, "The three of us in the dormitory are all strange, so it's okay."

Chen Ling twitched the corners of his stiff mouth, and nodded calmly.

"May I ask, where is the meal card?" Jiang Yu appeared behind the two of them at some point, and as if unintentionally, took Yu Feng's arm away from the young man, and then put his hand on the other's shoulder.

Jiang Yu's hands were wide and warm, and the heat from his palms passed through his clothes and stuck to Chen Ling's skin continuously. Not only did he not feel repelled from touching his shoulders, but it brought a rare sense of peace of mind.

Chen Ling: "I'll take you there."

Jiang Yu: "OK."

The place where the meal card is processed is a bit far from the dormitory building, and it took 10-[-] minutes even by taking a shortcut.

When Jiang Yu went in to apply for a meal card, Chen Ling stood alone in the corridor.He casually turned his head and looked to the right. At the end of the corridor, someone was coming.

The man got closer and closer, and finally saw his face clearly.

It's He Xiangxi.

He Xiangxi walked slowly with his book in his arms, the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose was crooked, his back was slightly bent, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

"He Xiangxi." Chen Ling stopped him, "What's wrong with you?"

He Xiangxi glanced at him, and said without warmth: "I was beaten."

"Who hit you?" Chen Ling blurted out.

"I don't know, it seems to be a sophomore." He Xiangxi pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a mocking smile, "A group of stupid pigs who can only use fists but have no brains will be hit by a car sooner or later!"

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to say such vicious words in the end.

He Xiangxi: "Why, do you think I shouldn't curse them like that?"

Chen Ling asked, "Why did they beat you?"

"Why do you need to hit someone? Hit if you want." He Xiangxi took out a few pieces from his pocket, which were meal cards that had been trampled, and walked over Chen Ling into the office.

He only needed to have a student ID card, and he quickly made up the meal card, but Jiang Yu didn't have a student ID card when he first entered the school, so the procedure was a little more complicated.

Seeing that Chen Ling was still outside, He Xiangxi knew who he was waiting for, "The one inside is your friend?"

Chen Ling kept quiet on purpose, not wanting to reveal any of his emotions in front of this person.

He Xiangxi didn't care, "Friend?" He sneered, "They're all playing tricks on you. How can a freak like you have friends? Do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

Chen Ling grabbed his sleeve: "What do you mean!"

He Xiangxi struggled to break away, and said word by word: "What I mean is, you are a disaster star, let it be your own unlucky luck, and try to draw others to be unlucky with you."

"Chen Ling, why are you so bad and vicious."

"I just squeezed some instant noodles to vent, but you are deliberately hurting people."

Chen Ling had never heard such a sharp and harsh accusation, even though it was false to him, it still left a deep imprint on his heart.

"Don't go." He wanted to catch up with He Xiangxi, but just as he stepped out, someone grabbed his arm from behind.

Jiang Yu stood in the corridor, his eyes were heavy, with a bit of majesty: "Don't go."