Two pots of water

Qin glanced at him the most.

After finishing this sentence, Kang Che didn't ask any other questions, not even asking "Is it your selfie or someone else".

Tan Zui didn't hide or hide, the phone twirled between his fingers, he locked the screen and stuffed it back into his pocket.

After smoking a cigarette, the two of them went out from the drying platform and went back to the dormitory.

Mao Sui happened to come back from the other end of the corridor with a thermos bottle. He jumped up and waved at them, shouting at the top of his voice, "Why did you two go! Why did you come back together!"

Next to him was a boy wearing glasses, and Kang Che moved his lips next to Tan Zui: "Xu Bowen. He also lived out with his family yesterday, and he just came here this morning."

Qin most lightly nodded.

Not only is Xu Bowen's name "unremarkable" in their bed, his personality also follows the style of his name.

He doesn't talk much, and belongs to the one with relatively average development in all aspects, like the kind of focused study, gentle and harmless type in every class.

In fact, people can also talk and laugh, but Mao Sui is really good at talking and laughing, and can also be witty. Sometimes Xu Bowen can't catch his stalks, so he seems a little dull.

Generally speaking, the three roommates in this room, Tan most, had a good impression, none of which made him feel that they couldn't get along with each other just by looking at them.

"The counselor said that each dormitory should choose a dormitory leader to report to." Mao Sui straddled the stool with his chin resting on the back of the chair, "Who shall we choose?"

"Kang Che?" Xu Bowen was clearing the desk. He was the person with the most books in the dormitory. His own desk and the beams of the bookshelves on the wall were all crowded, and there were piles of thick piles on the desk.

Tan Zui didn't know how he brought these books here, he felt that he had just taken out books from the suitcase.

"He is the oldest, and I think he is the most suitable to be the head of the dormitory." Xu Bowen took out two more books.

"That's what I said." Mao Sui listened amusedly, and turned to look at what Kang Che meant.

Kang Che casually took a book from Xu Bowen's desk and was flipping through it, and then smiled: "This reason is not valid, it just broke my heart."

"I didn't mean that." Xu Bowen said "hey", a little embarrassed, and looked at Tan Zui again: "What do you think, Tan Zui?"

"I think Tan is most definitely not happy." Mao Sui shook his head.

"Would it be embarrassing if he agreed straight away?" Kang Che smiled.

Tan Zui was sending a message to Jiang Chu, crossing his legs on the table, smiling without looking back: "Mao Sui."

"Alright." Xu Bowen nodded.

"Isn't it appropriate? I'm the youngest in this dormitory, and I'm still a delicate flower that needs to grow up." Mao Sui said, and at the same time quickly changed his note in the group to f517 dorm leader .

There is also a four-person dormitory group named "Mao Sui and His Three Fruits".

Qin Zui showed Jiang Chu the screenshot of the group name, Jiang Chu laughed for a long time on the phone, and replied: What is this mess?

Qin counted the time and asked him: Are you home yet?

Jiang Chu: just arrived

Jiang Chu: When I walked in, Zhou Teng just came out of the litter box and greeted me with a smell of excrement

Tan Zui smiled, and replied: Go to sleep, take a good rest

Jiang Chu: I'm going to take a bath

Mao Sui is indeed very suitable for the position of dormitory head. He is full of energy and can chat with anyone.

In the afternoon, I went to the next door for a visit, and when I came back, I took the head of the dormitory next door, announcing that the two dorms would eat hot pot together in the evening, so as to get closer to each other.

All the people in the next dormitory chattered, a large group of people strolled to the hot pot restaurant, Mao Sui pulled Xu Bowen to argue with them, chattering very lively.

When there are too many people, Tan Zui likes to walk at the end, taking a leisurely look around, so as not to really fall behind, but also to create a little space for himself.

"This perspective is like chasing ducks." Kang Che kept the same rhythm as him, and the two walked side by side.

"You just got out of the duck group." Tan Zui reminded him.

"Your mouth." Kang Che looked at him with a smile, "You have always been so blocked?"

"Is there?" Qin Zuzhen didn't think so, he usually only divided into two states of wanting to talk and not wanting to talk.

Jiang Chu prefers to block people when he speaks.

"No?" Kang Che was about to say something, but another call came in from Tan Zui's cell phone.

Jiang Chu didn't sleep well last night, he was drowsy on the train, and he arrived at the station after a while.

After giving Qin the most back to take a bath, he forced himself to quickly shovel Zhou Teng's cat litter, took a shower, threw it on the bed and fell asleep directly.

When I opened my eyes, it was the same evening as yesterday.

The difference is that he is the only one on the bed.

There was no Qin Zui, the TV was not turned on, there was no sound, and the lights were not turned on.

Jiang Chu calmed down in the darkness of the room, got up and turned on the lights, went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer, put it in the sofa and turned on the TV.

There are a bunch of unread messages on WeChat, Daben, two from Party A, one from the owner of a printing factory, and one from my mother, calling him to go home for a meal on the weekend.

Jiang Chu answered what should be answered, clicked on Tan Zui's profile picture and looked at it for a while, the chat box still said "I'm going to take a shower" in the afternoon.

He clicked twice on the keyboard, delete, and directly called Tan Zui.

Tan Zui answered very quickly, Jiang Chu heard his familiar "Brother" coming from the receiver, and filled up the empty feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain after waking up just now.

"Have you eaten?" He dragged Zhou Teng who was licking his fur on the other side of the sofa, and forcibly rubbed it twice under its shocked gaze.

"Just going to eat, are you awake?" Tan Zui's voice sounded a little noisy, it didn't look like he was in the dormitory.

"Go out to eat?" Jiang Chu asked.

Tan Zui said "hmm": "Go to eat hot pot with the bedroom next door."

"It's pretty good." Jiang Chu stretched his legs, sank into the sofa and slid down a bit, and found a comfortable position to step on the edge of the coffee table.

"Is everyone in the dormitory here?" He asked again, "I haven't seen that Xu Bowen, how is it?"

"It's okay." Tan most probably didn't walk with them, and didn't avoid talking, "Nice personality, good student."

"What about your appearance?" Jiang Chu took out the remote control from the crack in the sofa, and pressed it on the TV for no purpose.

"Why do you care so much about your appearance?" Tan Zui said softly, "Not as handsome as me."

Jiang Chu bent his eyes and was about to laugh when he heard someone on the other end of the phone laughing lightly.

He poked the hand that pressed the remote control, and clicked on a program about college students returning home to raise pigs to get rich.

"Is there Kancher next to him?" he asked.

"Hmm." Tan Zui should have said something to Kang Che, Jiang Chu heard them muttering vaguely, and Tan Zui turned the subject back: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Call me brother." Jiang Chu didn't know why he made such a request.

Tan most certainly didn't expect it either. After a pause, there was a faint smile in his voice, and he called him in a low voice: "Brother."

I don't know why this sound is so comfortable, it sounds obedient and obedient.

Jiang Chu stretched out his toes as if his heart had been rubbed and turned over.

"Did you miss me?" Tan Zui then asked.

"Kang Che isn't by your side anymore?" Jiang Chu's brows frowned at his sudden question, "Don't tell me about my sexual orientation on the first day of school, and I don't understand each other. No one can accept..."

"He's fine." Tan Zui interrupted him.

Just when Jiang Chu was halfway through speaking, he opened his mouth and almost raised his eyebrows.

fine?

How come it's all right?

He's kind of outrageous.

Just met for a day, and after a few words, you can understand the character of the person?

Tan Zui didn't continue to discuss this topic with him, his brain circuit turned inexplicably, and he said: "Go to sleep in my bed at night."

"Sleeping in your bed?" Jiang Chu didn't understand.

Tan Zui must have changed the environment, it sounded less noisy, the voices were far away and the wind was louder, Jiang Chu heard him light a cigarette with a "click".

"I smell like me on the bed." Tan Zui's voice became a little muffled because he was biting on a cigarette, but what he said was still vague and unambiguous, "There is also a quilt. I want to wrap you up and sleep, so don't wear it." clothing."

As soon as Jiang Chu stopped breathing, a strange sour sensation swelled along the navel, and the blood all over his body rushed to his heart, and then exploded along the blood vessels to his ears.

This kid can't be bored all day, where the hell did he learn these shameless words!

"One day in your mind..." He opened his mouth and almost bit his tongue when he spoke.

"I miss you." Tan Zui's words were very soft, as if they were close to his ears.

The program about college students raising pigs introduced a piglet named A Hua, Jiang Chu stared at A Hua for a long time, unable to express his feelings.

His hand that wasn't holding the phone rested on the edge of the sofa, clutching the fabric unconsciously.

"Understood." He responded, then quickly cleared his throat and sat up a bit, "Hurry up and eat, and tell me when you go back to the dormitory."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chu held the phone in a daze for a while, then threw the phone aside and rubbed his face vigorously.

Zhou Teng was almost hit by his mobile phone, his ears pinched in fright, and he stared at him like he was crazy.

"...The arrival of the estrus period made Ah Hua a little emotional..." A narration came out on the TV with the pig screaming.

"Fuck." Jiang Chu was amused, and cursed in a low voice. He grabbed the remote control and started to press it again and again, "What a crap."

The first night when Tan Zui really left him, Jiang Chu lived an unexpectedly long time.

He knew that he would be worried and worried about this and that—on the train back, he checked the weather forecast for the next three months, and he always felt that the quilt and cushion he brought for Qin Zui were too thin, and he had to give it to him later. Send a bed ready.

But he pondered that it was the emotion of just breaking up.

When he got home and returned to his own rhythm, it became a formality whether Tan Zui was far away from him or not.

Like living in school in the first half of the year, it won't really have much impact on him.

But the fact is that in the first half day of separation, he made two phone calls to Tan Zui like a grass growing in his heart.

I don't want to work, I don't want to think about business, I don't want to find my own rhythm, at least today I don't want to find it at all.

"Did you hit too much?" Jiang Chu sighed, and dragged Zhou Teng over to toss again, "I remember when I was in school, if anyone was called at home every day to care about this or that, I would think that this guy Poor and funny."

Zhou Teng was about to annoy him to death, and jumped under the sofa with his tail flicking.

Jiang Chu finished his bottle of beer while listening to some unknown program, ordered a takeaway to fill his stomach, and then watched movies bored.

The only good thing is that he didn't sleep all afternoon and was not sleepy at night like yesterday.

It is estimated that there is no need to always think about waking up to be separated from Tan Zui, and there is no burden in my heart, and the beer is also credited.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and after answering the phone call from Tan Zui after he returned to the dormitory, Jiang Chu's exhaustion from tossing back and forth for the past two days returned.

When he turned off the lights and returned to the room after washing up, Tan Zui's thoughts on the phone were running back and forth in his mind, and a subtle guilt crawled all over him along the soles of his feet.

Pausing for a while between the door of his room and Tan Zui's, and finally looking down at a certain position of his own, Jiang Chu exhaled irritably from his nasal cavity, and slammed the door back to his room.