Two pots of water

"So you were playing around with your brother, and in a hurry, he bit you?" Kang Che raised his eyebrows at Tan Zui.

"Almost." Qin Zui looked like he didn't want to say more.

"I believe too much." Kang Che was happy.

"Believe it or not." Tan Zui also smiled, leaned on the chair and turned the phone around again, "You can think about it in your heart."

"Your screen saver is also your brother." Kang Che suddenly changed the subject.

Tan Zui raised his eyelids and stared at him.

"What look, I won't steal your phone." Kang Che didn't ask any more questions, and stretched vigorously.

"Don't worry." With a smile on his lips, he started to fiddle with the computer again.

What to worry about, because what to worry about, Kang Che didn't say clearly, and Tan Zui didn't ask further.

He could probably understand what Kancher meant, just as he could feel that Kancher was "the same kind" as him.

Kutcher probably thought so too.

After that, Kancher began to teach him the experience from the pseudo-senior.

It's not really experience. To be precise, it's more like the goals Kang Che set for himself, and how hard-working people he knows can work hard.

Tan Zui was very interested in hearing it. He really never thought that the word "scientific research" could appear in his freshman life before.

His original plan for his freshman year was only a vague CET-[-] and CET-[-].

"So you're following a group from a previous class?" he asked Kunchur.

"I hooked up with the teacher who was my classmate in the previous class." Conche said, "Many teachers have their own projects in their hands, and they are idle anyway. It is more interesting to pass the time than to be bored."

He said it lightly, Tan Zui looked at the complicated documents on his desktop, and his impression of Kang Che's "playing around" was completely overturned.

"Take me." He tossed an apple to Kancher.

"Isn't this originally on my desk?" Kang Che took the apple and glanced at it.

Qin laughed the most.

"You go to class for a month first to feel how it feels." Kang Che threw the apple to him again, "I really have the energy to get busy, and it's even hard to meet your brother."

For Tan Zui, the "struggling" of not being able to meet Jiang Chu has no obvious difference in time.

It doesn't matter whether it is a day or a month, as long as Jiang Chu is not in a place where he can see and touch if he wants to, his concentration on "thinking about Jiang Chu" will be the same.

He dared to take the eight-year medical examination, so he was ready to miss him for a long time.

This will become the normal state of his college life in the future, and he can't miss a single thing that should be done outside the normal state.

Tan is not worried about himself the most, he is only worried about Jiang Chu's state.

It's not that Tan really didn't understand what Jiang Chu said to him in the hotel, he just chose not to think about it.

But he knew Jiang Chu couldn't do it.

When the two of them are together, he can forcibly draw Jiang Chu's attention to himself.

After Jiang Chu went back, with the end of the holiday, those who should go to class should go to work, and the two returned to the state before the eleventh.

Calling or sending WeChat every day, and occasionally opening a video, although Jiang Chu looked the same, Tan Zui was not at ease.

——People will constantly change their moods according to the environment.

No one knew if Jiang Chu had been affected by the state of his parents and friends when he came home to see Jiang Chu after the Chinese New Year, and wanted him to "stop doing this".

"Chinese New Year?" Jiang Chu's focus was on this date, his voice hesitated, "What about New Year's Day? How do you plan to spend it?"

"Miss me?" Tan Zui pressed the headphones in his ears, trying to make Jiang Chu's voice sound closer.

"I don't want to ask you how you arrange your vacation. In case you suddenly want to go home, I have other arrangements." Jiang Chu said.

"What's your arrangement?" Tan Zui's first thought was "blind date".

"I'll just say that, what tone are you talking to your brother?" Jiang Chu didn't have any plans, and every year after November, he was so busy that he hit the back of his head.

Qin Zui is actually similar.

Indeed, as Concher said, the class has started in a serious manner, and the time will become insufficient from person to person.

The so-called completion of one semester is only a few months. He needs to take the English test, get high scores, plan ahead for professional courses, and make himself grow faster and faster...

Especially after contacting the subject teacher to enter the laboratory, his freshman year was much more complicated and fulfilling than expected.

"The New Year's Day holiday is short, and I have arranged a small project. I haven't thought about how to live it yet." Qin leaned back in the chair, took the phone and checked the time.

"You really don't let me worry about it at all." Jiang Chu sighed with a smile on the phone, "It's time to rest and rest, isn't today the weekend, and you don't have to be too..."

"I miss you." Qin Zui said.

"Hey, I know." Jiang Chu paused before saying, "Where are you in the dormitory, is there no one around?"

"Dormitory, it's just me." Tan Zui moved the mouse and paused the online class, "Mao Sui went home, Xu Bowen and Kang Che went to the library."

Jiang Chu said "Oh", thinking about it, there is nothing to explain, Qin Zui has his own arrangements for everything.

Just as he was about to say that you should remember to eat at mealtime later and hang up if you have nothing else to do, Tan Zui called him again: "Start a video, brother."

Jiang Chu hung up the phone, and played a video for Tan Zui half a minute later.

"You just woke up." Tan Zui smiled when he saw him leaning against the head of the bed with his hairy head.

"I rushed to catch a job at three o'clock yesterday, and I didn't even wash my face." Jiang Chu rubbed his eyes and yawned deeply.

He had just woken up, before he even got out of bed, touched his phone to reply to Qin Zui's message, and just chatted on the phone and video.

"When did you go to bed and put on your clothes?" Tan Zui looked at the tight black vest on his body, the lines of his shoulders and neck were smooth and beautiful.

He switched hands to hold the phone.

Jiang Chu never had the habit of wearing clothes while sleeping. He didn't even have "pajamas" in his closet. He always stripped naked and only wore a pair of underpants.

This vest was actually pulled out just now.

Tan Zui suddenly wanted a video. He was embarrassed to be shirtless on the bed, as if he was doing something.

"It's cold." Jiang Chu couldn't admit it, so he found an excuse, "December is coming soon, have you ever lived in summer?"

"What's underneath," Tan Zui asked, "Have you worn it too?"

"Is it all right for you to start the video?" Jiang Chu hesitated, not knowing what to say to him.

Although Jiang Chu was only wearing a pair of underpants when the two of them slept together, and Tan Zui was even more shameless, saying everything and doing everything.

But in the video, it just makes people feel extra ashamed.

Jiang Chu couldn't understand why Tan Zui stared at him so frankly and asked these words.

"Are you hard, brother?" Tan Zui said again.

"Fuck." The back of Jiang Chu's head went numb, and he stared at Tan Zui, "Are you sick?"

"Pull the quilt away." Tan Zui stood up holding the phone, went up the stairs and lay down on the bed.

Jiang Chu heard the faint movement of the fabric rustling on his side, guessed what Tan Zui was doing, and suddenly a rush of hot air surged into the back of his head, making him want to reach out into the video to beat someone up again, with an uncontrollable surge .

"Take your uncle, I'm dead." Jiang Chu gritted his teeth and bent one leg under the quilt.

"Don't hang up, brother." Tan Zui lay on his side facing the wall, with half of his face buried in the pillow, the aggression in his eyes was covered up a lot, and his voice was suppressed, "Stay with me for a while."

What the hell are you doing with you? !

Jiang Chu was so ashamed and panicked, he had never played this with anyone before when he was in the most passionate stage of dating!

"Can you show some face for a day!" Jiang Chu was clearly lying at home alone, and subconsciously lowered his voice when he was led by Tan Zui, as if he was afraid of attracting anyone's attention, "I'm not afraid of your roommate suddenly return."

Qin Zui let out a low laugh from his nasal cavity.

"So I ask you to lift the quilt and help me hurry up." His voice changed a little, lazily and thickly.

Jiang Chu couldn't continue the video with him anymore, his ear was holding his temple and it was burning, and he wanted to throw his phone aside and let Qin Zui play with the air by himself.

After thinking for a long time, he still clenched his phone tightly.

"Are you touching, brother." Tan Zui's breathing sound hit the receiver, "Speak."

"Who is like you who only has that thought in his head all day?" Jiang Chu frowned, and turned his legs.

"When was the last time, last night?" Tan Zui asked again.

It was before going to bed the day before yesterday.

Jiang Chu couldn't help being recalled by him, and felt that his breathing was also accelerating.

"Shut up and hurry up." He got a cigarette from the bedside agitatedly, "My phone will run out of battery soon."

"Talk to me, brother." Tan Zui stared at his Adam's apple sliding when he tilted his head to light a cigarette.

"Can I just show you a movie?" Jiang Chu really had nothing to say to him.

When Qin Zui waved, he was a fucking mad dog.

"No." He refused quickly, with a slight smile at the end, "Let me see you. Or do you want to see me?"

Jiang Chu couldn't bear it anymore and threw the phone aside.

"Brother." Tan Zui's voice was more responsive, and he gasped.

Jiang Chu closed his eyes hard, feeling his brain dangling in circles.

"Speak, brother." Tan Zui's breathing rhythm was sandy and fast.

"I have nothing to say to you." Jiang Chu moved his hands, poking down from the edge of the quilt.

"Say you miss me." Qin Zui said.

Jiang Chu didn't speak, his waist tightened, and his bent leg stepped on the bed sheet and straightened.

"I miss you." Tan Zui said again.

"...I know." Jiang Chu answered in a hoarse voice.

"I want to bite you, brother." Tan said at the end that he had no scruples.

The movement was also completely undisguised, Jiang Chu could almost imagine the speed of Tan Zui's wrist following the rhythm of Tan Zui's breathing.

He said a series of "thoughts" in a hoarse voice, Jiang Chu's face went numb, and he felt his mobile phone was burning through the quilt, as if he was about to be burned by shame.

Following Tan Zui's long and relaxed breath, Jiang Chu's cell phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically with a "buzz".

"Shut down" is like an instruction to lift the ban at this moment.

Jiang Chu's chest rose and fell, he exhaled heavily, turned over abruptly, put his fist on his forehead, and buried his face down in the pillow with his eyes closed.

Tan Zui's "thoughts" were still replaying in circles in his mind, one by one more shameless, bringing out various pictures that made him want to get angry, and the opposite pictures.

At the end of "thinking", Jiang Chu bit his wrist, as if he couldn't bear the weight of the quilt on his body, he slammed down heavily, his toes were stretched numb on the bed sheet.