I suspect you are not a good student

Zhou Shiyi finally followed Xie Chuhong back home.

The corridors of this old community looked dilapidated, but actually entering the house was not as horrible as Zhou Shiyi thought.

A one-bedroom, one-living room with a [-]-square-meter single room, you can see the whole picture at a glance, but all the internal organs are complete, the brightness of the diode is sufficient, the furniture is all cheap pine wood, and the tile pattern on the floor is old. It looks like the original rental house. .

Xie Chuhong didn't have the time to change it: "It's a bit messy."

Zhou Shiyi: "My room is also messy, I didn't have the nerve to show you last time."

The dining table at home was on the left hand side of the entrance, and Zhou Shiyi was a little surprised to see the confiscated dinner plates on it.

He thought that Xie Chuhong took care of himself so energetically that the family would be meticulous, but then he thought about it, they had classes six days a week, and Xie Chuhong took out the remaining Sunday to sing, so they could finish their homework and get enough sleep It's not bad, so naturally I can't take care of it.

"It must be hard to live alone."

Hearing what he said in his heart, Zhou Shiyi was startled.

But Xie Chuhong just smiled indifferently: "At least freedom."

He bent down and took out the only other pair of slippers left from the shoe cabinet: "Only my mother has been here, so you can just wear mine."

Zhou Shiyi's gaze paused for a moment on the incongruous pink foam on Xie Chuhong's feet, and he responded seriously.

Xie Chuhong looked at his white T-shirt rubbing against the corner of his dirty clothes: "My T-shirt is too big, so you should be able to wear it, but what if you don't bring your schoolbag to school tomorrow?"

"My mother will pass by our school when she goes to work, and she agreed to bring it to me." Zhou Shi didn't even think about it.

On the contrary, Xie Chuhong was stunned: "...It turns out that Auntie has to go to work so early, I forgot."

In his memory, his father loves his mother very much, and never disturbs people getting up early, usually only his father and the nanny are at the breakfast table, even if his mother remarried later and started washing hands and making soup, it has nothing to do with him .

Zhou Shiyi: "I..."

Xie Chuhong didn't give him a chance to continue, and led the person into the house: "I'll wash it first. There is something wrong with the water heater at home. The water pressure was not stable at first, and it will take a long time to warm up. If you are thirsty, there is mineral water in the refrigerator."

Zhou Shi paused for a moment, then tried: "Are you only drinking mineral water, not boiled water?"

Xie Chuhong raised his eyebrows: "I'm so precious in your heart? I just want to be polite to see you coming here for the first time."

As soon as Zhou Shiyi was about to answer, he was attracted by Xie Chuhong's "clutter" scattered on the low coffee table.

He found that this man really didn't fool himself at all, he really didn't lack any notebooks or game consoles, all of which were piled up in those intricate headphone cables, even if he had a PS4, he always wanted it, but couldn't get it Switch is also pressed on the test paper.

Xie Chuhong looked in the direction of his line of sight, and found that the man had noticed the cigarette case and lighter he had put on the corner of the coffee table, and the ashtray was full of "trophies".

Both were silent.

"Sorry." Xie Chuhong took the initiative to speak out, threw the backpack onto the sofa, and quickly walked over to tidy it up neatly, as if he was dealing with something filthy and shady.

Zhou Shi moved his Adam's apple: "No need to apologize, I smoke a lot."

Although fighting, smoking and drinking are always mentioned together, he never thought that Xie Chuhong would smoke.Looking at the concentration of cigarette butts in the ashtray, I don't know if it's been too long since I cleaned it up, or...

"I smoke a bit fiercely, but I won't smoke in front of you, and I won't smoke at your house in the future." Xie Chuhong's voice was still calm and self-possessed, but his usual ease was swept away. Get up, it's nothing.

Xie Chuhong: "I'll go in to take a shower later, you can use the game console and notebook if you want, the password for the notebook is four eight, the game card..."

"I'm actually quite happy."

Xie Chuhong's hands that were cleared suddenly stopped: "What?"

Zhou Shi repeated what he said just now: "I said I am very happy, you don't hide it from me."

The young man standing at the door still hid half of his face in his collar. Xie Chuhong stared at him for several seconds before he came back to his senses: "You are quite good at talking."

"hold head high."

Zhou Shiyi didn't say that it was the first time he was praised in this regard, he just said that it was getting late so he didn't have to bother to collect it, so he had to wash up and go to bed quickly.

Xie Chuhong imitated: "Ang."

Zhou Shiyi finally couldn't help laughing, it was also the first time for him to be held on to his mouth like this.

Leaving aside the time of boiling water, Xie Chuhong actually takes a shower very quickly. The building is shady, and he hates the smell of tide in the bathroom.

But when the foamy water got on his body, Xie Chuhong discovered that there was a cut on his forearm. He probably accidentally scratched it on the corner of the table while running. The wound was several inches long. The foamy water made the ground throb and hurt, and blood began to ooze out.

Zhou Shiyi had just finished studying Lei Feng outside, and was about to sit down and look at the test papers spread out on the coffee table, when he heard a call from the bathroom: "Brother, look for the medical kit under the coffee table!"

Zhou Shiyi himself only had a little bruise on his hip, so he carried the box into the bathroom and asked him if he had hit something.

They ran out of the bar in a hurry, and the platforms in the bar were all sharp and angular, so they inevitably bumped into each other.

"Ang, it was cut." Xie Chuhong's clear voice echoed in the cramped bathroom.

He wanted to endure it for a while before going out to do it after washing, but he didn't know that the wound looked like nothing, but when it was covered with foam, it hurt like hell, and the blood flowed out.

In the dense atmosphere, the two were separated by a frosted bathroom door, and they could only see a rough outline of each other.

Zhou Shiyi looked at the things in his hands and said, "Is it serious, or don't wash it today, you don't have iodophor here, only alcohol, and the bandages are not waterproof."

"Seriously, it should be okay, but the shampoo on my hair hasn't been rinsed." Xie Chuhong's towels and clothes are all piled up on the toilet seat outside. It's no good to continue washing now, and it's no good not to wash it. It's not something that can be done by one person at all. Task.

Although Zhou Shiyi had never done it before and didn't mind doing laundry for others, he wasn't sure if Xie Chuhong would like it.

The situation became stalemate, until Zhou Shiyi wanted him to stretch out his arm to treat the wound first, so Xie Chuhong said from inside: "Give me the long towel outside."

Let him cover it around.

But that towel is also called a long towel. Zhou Shiyi simply compared his waistline: "It should be short."

Whether it is long or wide, he feels that it is not enough.

The frosted door shrank a crack: "It should be fine, pass it to me."

Xie Chuhong's forearm stretched out from the door was thin and white, the slender five fingers glowed with water, and the wrist bones protruded.

Zhou Shi didn't even react when he handed it over. As if to show that he didn't care, the people inside put on the towel at the speed of light, and opened the door with a swipe.

Suddenly facing each other, the boy in the bathroom who was waiting frankly was tall and tall, his naked body glowing white under the double surround of fog and ceiling lights, Zhou Shiyi forgot what he said, he just stared at his flexible waist Feeling: "Your waist is so thin, won't it fall..."

The last trace of worry in Xie Chuhong's heart was dispelled by this sentence, he was angry and funny: "You are really straight and thorough."

Good people don't look at it, they have to look at a towel.

"It should be." Zhou Shiyi quickly noticed Xie Chuhong's bloody forearm, and frowned in disbelief, "Why did you bleed so much?"

"Maybe I'm taking a bath, the blood circulation is faster." Xie Chuhong actually still hurts until now, but he didn't want to make himself too delicate, so he took a few steps back and sat on the small wooden stool in the corner and asked, "You should have talked to a girlfriend before Bar?"

The bathroom cubicle was small, and the two of them squeezed in, almost filling up the entire space. Xie Chuhong supported Zhou Shiyi's shoulders and made him kneel at his feet.

Ever since Xie Chuhong stripped off his unconfident underpants, Zhou Shiyi has completely laid down without struggling: "I haven't talked about it. I'm too fierce. Girls like you."

Handsome and easy-going, but also academic master.

Xie Chuhong couldn't understand at all: "But I really think you are handsome."

Zhou Shiyi said slowly: "Alcohol may hurt a bit."

Xie Chuhong: "I'm gay and you are gay?"

Zhou Shiyi: "Be patient."

Xie Chuhong refused to accept it: "A little contact with you, and I can know that you are not fierce... Hiss!"

Zhou Shiyi stopped immediately: "Does it hurt so much?"

He just took a cotton swab soaked in alcohol.

Xie Chuhong, who almost bit his own tongue, chose to speak stiffly: "...It's okay."

I don't know if the light on the roof has just been replaced, it is simply too bright.

As soon as Zhou Shi held Xie Chuhong's arm, he noticed the physiologically red corners of his eyes: "Let's go to the infirmary tomorrow."

Xie Chuhong responded indiscriminately, and decided to die early and live early: "Forget it, don't do it bit by bit, just go straight up..."

Before Xie Chuhong could say the word "upside down", Zhou Shiyi moved.

The moment the medical alcohol was splashed on the wound, Xie Chuhong's whole body was numb, and his toes were in pain. He didn't cry out, but the fingers he held on Zhou Shiyi's shoulder grabbed Zhou Shiyi and screamed. There was a sound.

Fortunately, the clothes were not taken off, otherwise the skin would have to be peeled off.

Tomorrow, we will be neat and tidy, and we will go to the infirmary together.

Fortunately, the subsequent hair washing process went smoothly, except that Zhou Shiyi was a little tired standing hunched over Xie Chuhong's back while holding the shower.

Xie Chuhong didn't expect that he was in love and had never dated an innocent straight man, so he did these things so smoothly: "You are very good at taking care of people, bro."

Zhou Shi gave up correcting the man for calling himself "brother" early in the morning: "I've never been in contact with gays before, so I'm afraid you might feel uncomfortable."

Although the fact is that he has almost no friends at all, let alone getting along so closely, worrying about what he did not do well is completely subconscious.

"It's all like this, how can I be more comfortable." Xie Chuhong's arm, which has treated the wound, supported the wall next to him, closed his eyes and felt the fingertips on the top of his head rubbing with moderate strength, and curled his lips, "I can't bear to cling to you, will you? At the end of the misunderstanding, no girl dares to chase you?"

Zhou Shiyi is very self-aware: "No."

"That means agreeing to be my boyfriend?"

"...Didn't you say that Bai Siming was a misunderstanding? Why do you want me to be your boyfriend?"

"Then he's not clean." It meant that it was indeed beyond the scope of normal teachers and students. Xie Chuhong concluded, "Anyway, if you see a girl you like in the future, remember to tell me, and I will explain it to you."

Zhou Shiyi didn't take it to heart, and agreed casually.

The rented house is small, and the bedroom is naturally small, but the 1.8-meter bed in the bedroom is surprisingly comfortable, and the two of them can lie on it without crowding at all. Zhou Shiyi's back was crumbled as soon as his bones were removed, which was softer than his bed.

Beside him, Xie Chuhong was leaning on the bedside and had just finished talking with his boss on the phone, and he didn't say a word at all, just listening to him assure that he was fine and would study hard.

Zhou Shiyi felt strange: "Your boss cares so much about your grades, why did you agree to work part-time?"

Xie Chuhong: "Because she knows I want money."

Then the question came back again. Zhou Shiyi couldn't figure out what kind of things a high school student could buy in such a large amount after thinking about it.

"Shoes?"

"I have shoes, I'm asleep, and I'm a bit late."

"watch?"

"I have a watch, the light is on your side, turn off the light, I'm sleepy."

In the darkness, Zhou Shiyi stared at the ceiling and was silent for a while. Before he opened his mouth, Xie Chuhong covered it with his hand: "Didn't your mother tell you not to talk nonsense in front of me?"

Said it was said...

Zhou Shiyi raised his hand and wanted to take his hand off his mouth, but Xie Chuhong refused. Zhou Shiyi added another hand, and Xie Chuhong also added another one. After going back and forth, the two laughed inexplicably. There was a fight.

Xie Chuhong looked thinner than him, but in fact he was not weak in strength. Zhou Shiyi took care of his wound and pulled his mouth for several rounds before he could see the light of his mouth again. The quiet room was filled with the sound of them smiling and panting.

Zhou Shiyi held someone's unyielding arm in his arms: "I just wanted to ask if your arm still hurts, but now it seems that it doesn't hurt."

Early the next morning, the two of them stayed up late without any surprise.

In the narrow mirror of the bathroom, two pairs of bright dark circles were reflected in front and back.

Xie Chuhong was even stronger, he was used to staying up all night, and Zhou Shiyi was more difficult. The one with a gloomy face looked as if he had been caught by a goblin and returned to Pansi Cave to do math problems all night.

Not a single drop left, Bai Siming looked at it and wanted to hit someone.