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Song Ziqi glanced at the direction of Liang Boya's room subconsciously: "Then your brother is okay now?"

Ye Zhongya shrugged: "I just fell asleep, and you said that he is such a big man, and he doesn't know how to take care of his body at all..."

Song Ziqi looked at Ye Zhongya's pretentious expression, and smiled absently: "Has he taken any medicine?"

Ye Zhongya held her chin and said, "My brother never takes medicine when he's sick, he'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Song Ziqi replied absent-mindedly: "...Oh."

All his thoughts drifted to the room with the closed door. After a while, he came back to his senses and continued to ask Ye Zhongya: "Then is your brother better now?"

Ye Zhongya blinked: "You will know if you go and have a look."

Song Ziqi hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "Concentrate on your class."

Ye Zhongya held her chin and said innocently: "I have always been very attentive, and it is you who are not paying attention."

Song Ziqi: "...Then let's both concentrate on it. Now open your book and let's continue the class."

After attending class for a while, Song Ziqi suddenly felt a little urgent to urinate, so he asked Ye Zhongya to continue reading, while he turned and went to the toilet.

When passing by the door of Liang Boya's room, Song Ziqi suddenly found that the door of Liang Boya's room was opened. He paused and stopped. Just when he was wondering where Liang Boya had gone, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Song Ziqi turned his head and found Liang Boya in pajamas standing behind him holding a cup.

Song Ziqi remembered that the water dispenser in their house was in the living room, and he immediately understood that Liang Boya had just gone to the living room to pour hot water.

Song Ziqi subconsciously looked at Liang Boya's current appearance, and found that Liang Boya's face was reddish, and his eyes were moist. I don't know if it was because of his high temperature. He didn't button the pajamas to the top button like before, but slightly The neckline was opened, revealing a small patch of flushed skin.

Seeing Song Ziqi, Liang Boya obviously paused, and he lowered his eyes to look at Song Ziqi for a while.

Looking at the male god's gaze, Song Ziqi was a little nervous for a moment. He coughed dryly, and then said dryly, "I heard that you have caught a cold...are you feeling better now?"

Liang Boya looked at the top of Song Ziqi's head, and hummed lightly after a while.

"Well, yesterday... thank you for your clothes." Song Ziqi twisted the corner of the clothes with his fingers a little awkwardly, "I have washed the clothes, but they are not dry yet, I will return them to you when I come next time. "

Liang Boya was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

Song Ziqi shook his head quickly: "Thanks to your clothes, I didn't catch a cold."

Liang Boya nodded, turned around and walked towards his own room. Just as he was about to close the door again with a bang, Song Ziqi hesitated and said, "That..."

Liang Boya paused as he closed the door, as if he was waiting for Song Ziqi to continue.

Song Ziqi coughed twice: "Well, since you have a cold... remember to drink plenty of hot water."

drink more water...

drink more water...

He actually said more, drink, heat, water to the male god.

Song Ziqi was almost embarrassed by his own "wisdom in a hurry".

Liang Boya paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "Okay, I will."

Song Ziqi silently watched Liang Boya close the door of the room, and then scratched his hair in distress.

Hey, he acted stupid in front of the male god again...

After teaching Ye Zhongya, Song Ziqi returned to the dormitory.

Standing on the balcony, Song Ziqi silently stared at the coat hanging above his head for a while, then picked up the clothes rail and put the coat away.

The coat was almost dry. Song Ziqi lowered his head and sniffed the coat. It smelled of washing powder that he was familiar with, but besides being familiar, there was a hint of it that made his heart palpitate.

Just as Song Ziqi lowered his head and sniffed the smell on his coat, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open.

So when Qi Liang opened the dormitory door and walked in, he saw Song Ziqi sniffing his coat with his head down and his face intoxicated.

Song Ziqi: "..."

Qi Liang: "..."

After a while, Qi Liang walked in with a calm expression.

Song Ziqi: "Ahem, you misunderstood. In fact, I just... I was just... just wiping my nose."

Qi Liang glanced at him indifferently: "...Oh."

Song Ziqi coughed twice, and silently put away his coat.

After a while, Qi Liang suddenly said, "Your expression just now was a bit abnormal."

Song Ziqi: "..."

After a while, Song Ziqi suddenly moved a small bench and sat next to Qi Liang: "Are you going to bml?"

Qi Liang opened the book: "Why are you asking me this question again?"

Song Ziqi held his chin and blinked like Ye Zhongya: "Because you didn't give me the answer last time."

Qi Liang said without raising his head, "No."

Song Ziqi continued to imitate Ye Zhongya's cuteness: "Go, go, go, I've already decided to go, so let's go together."

Qi Liang finally raised his head: "Are you planning to go to bml?"

Song Ziqi blinked his eyes and nodded: "So let's go together?"

Qi Liang looked up at him, and then refused: "Forget it... But, it is said that your male god will also go this time?"

Song Ziqi chuckled: "That's right, that's why I made up my mind to go!"

Qi Liang raised his hand to close the open book, and then glanced at Song Ziqi: "I remember not long ago you looked like you were broken in love..."

Song Ziqi coughed lightly: "Everything has passed, anyway, now, let's start again, um, start again."

Qi Liang held his chin and looked at Song Ziqi seriously: "If you don't die, you won't die. Did you make it?"

Song Ziqi: "...I made it."

Song Ziqi buried his face in the pillow silently. Of course he knew that if he didn't die, he wouldn't die... But when he saw the male god, he couldn't help but die!

Touching the coat beside him, Song Ziqi couldn't help but hugged the coat into his arms again. He slowly covered himself with the coat, and then pulled it up again to cover his chest. half face.

Obviously there is no trace of warmth on the coat, but he seems to be able to feel the warmth of the male god through this coat...

There is also the smell of the male god...

Song Ziqi gradually fell asleep, and in his dream, he dreamed of Liang Boya again.

Liang Boya in the dream was wearing the pajamas he had seen before, her eyes were moist and her face was slightly flushed, as if she was dying of a cold.

In the dream, he was wearing a white coat worn by a doctor, with a stethoscope in his left hand and a syringe in his right.

Then, Song Ziqi, who was wearing a white coat, took the syringe step by step and walked towards Liang Boya, whose face was flushed and the pajamas on his chest were slightly open.

"Is it hard to catch a cold? It's okay, I'll give you an injection..."

Liang Boya in the dream was so obedient. He looked at Song Ziqi with a blushing face, and then stretched out his slender, white fingers to slowly unbutton the pajamas on his chest...

In the dream, Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya who allowed himself to "do whatever he wanted", feeling very elated.

Just when he was about to approach Liang Boya, the next moment, the scene in the dream suddenly changed——

Liang Boya was wearing a well-fitting white coat, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses full of elite style on the bridge of his nose, a stethoscope hanging on his chest, and an expensive-looking golden pen pinned to his chest.

Liang Boya's slender and well-proportioned figure is vividly outlined by the white coat, and the long legs under the white coat are even more straight and powerful, and the hand holding the scalpel is slender and white, with well-defined joints.

...wait, scalpel?

Scalpel!

Song Ziqi stared dumbfounded at Liang Boya in a white coat approaching him step by step with a scalpel, and suddenly his whole body became ill... Liang Boya in the dream had cold eyes, and the lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses turned cold under the cold scalpel. The cold light made him look very unattainable, full of abstinence that can only be seen from a distance but not profane.

The moment Liang Boya dropped the scalpel between his legs, Song Ziqi was startled awake.

Song Ziqi, who was awakened by the fright, rolled over and got up from the bed, and the coat that was covering him also slipped and fell to the side.

Looking at the coat beside him, Song Ziqi gradually came to his senses... He just had a dream?

Silently buried his face in his hands, Song Ziqi couldn't help roaring in his heart, why would he have such a heavy dream!Do something wrong!Why dream of being cut and chirped by a male god!

Although the male god in a white coat is very handsome... But he will definitely have a psychological shadow because of it!

He already has a psychological shadow now!

After Song Ziqi buried his face, he scratched his hair in pain, so why on earth did he have such a dream? !

... This must be his punishment for the male god who has been yelling in his dreams recently!

He must have had this dream because he felt guilty about his recent actions.

Song Ziqi grabbed his own hair, sighed and got out of bed to wash up.

He also doesn't want to keep having this kind of dream...

But the problem is, he can't do it in reality, so he can only have fun in his dream.

That night, when Song Ziqi was expecting to return the coat to Liang Boya, he found that the door of Liang Boya's room was closed, and there was no movement inside, as if there was no one there.

Song Ziqi hesitated for a while, holding the coat in his hand and asked Ye Zhongya: "Where is your brother? Has he not come back yet?"

Ye Zhongya held her chin and looked at him: "My brother won't come back tonight."

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Won't you come back?"

Obviously he just said yesterday that he would come to return the clothes today...

Ye Zhongya blinked her eyes: "My brother usually stays at the hotel, but he just went home to sleep because he has something to do these few days..."

Song Ziqi was stunned again: "Is this so?"

Holding the coat in his hand, he suddenly felt a little silly.

He just came to return the clothes, even if Liang Boya was not around, wouldn't he be able to return them?

Ye Zhongya held her chin: "You can just throw the clothes in his room, anywhere you want, anyway, he will definitely wash it again after he comes back."

Song Ziqi was stunned holding the clothes in his hand: "I've already washed them once."

Ye Zhongya spread her hands: "He's just like this, he's very flamboyant ╮(╯▽╰)╭..."

Song Ziqi walked to Liang Boya's room and reached out to hold the doorknob.

Liang Boya's room was not locked. He turned the doorknob slightly, and the door opened.

After turning on the light in Liang Boya's room, Song Ziqi looked at the room carefully.

Liang Boya's room is just like him, well-organized, neat, clean and tidy, not at all like an ordinary boy's room, even the quilt on the bed is folded neatly like in a hotel.

At this moment, Song Ziqi felt like a stk pervert secretly drinking water from the cup of the person he liked and fantasizing about indirect kissing, peeking at the male god's room with a happy and guilty mood.

The bookshelves were full of dazzling books. Song Ziqi took a quick look and found that they were all professional books related to broadcasting and hosting, as well as some books on vocal practice, Mandarin learning, singing skills and so on.

It seems that there is basically no personal entertainment... After Song Ziqi read all the titles in Liang Boya's bookcase, he suddenly found a photo in a bookcase.

——A group photo of Liang Boya and others.

Liang Boya in the photo is about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing the school uniform of the High School Attached to Z University, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, with a faint smile, although his facial features are still a little green and immature, it is enough to see his appearance His facial features have begun to develop, and when he grows up, he must be a handsome guy at the level of a male god.

And standing on the left of Liang Boya is Ye Zhongya, who looks in his early ten years old, with cute baby fat on his round face, watery and round eyes, black hair that looks soft, and a small body that looks A little chubby, and wearing a particularly cute one-piece with animal prints.

Standing on Liang Boya's right is Jiang Xinyue. She is [-] or [-] years old and stands beside Liang Boya. She has crooked eyebrows and a smile on her face. She is very green and pure. Girls always mature earlier than boys. At this time Jiang Xinyue already has a curvy body, and under the school uniform skirt of the High School Attached to Z University are two beautiful white legs.

Even though Song Ziqi didn't want to admit it, at this moment he couldn't help feeling, the words "childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart" are really touching...

This photo must be very important to Liang Boya.

Song Ziqi thought, otherwise, why would Liang Boya put the photo in such a place where he could see it, and put it in such a beautiful frame... It must be because this photo contains a very precious memory in his life. .

Song Ziqi couldn't control his strong jealousy towards Jiang Xinyue.

It's great to be able to grow up with the male god...

What was Liang Boya like in his youth?

Song Ziqi couldn't help staring at the youthful Liang Boya in the photo, and he didn't even notice when someone walked up behind him.

"What are you peeking at?"

Song Ziqi was startled, and when he turned around, he realized that Ye Zhongya had walked behind him at some point.

Ye Zhongya followed Song Ziqi's line of sight and saw the photo, and immediately showed a clear expression: "So you were peeking at my childhood photos."

Song Ziqi: "..."

How could he have peeked, he was obviously looking at it openly!And what he saw was his male god!

"Since you want to see it so much, just let me know." Ye Zhongya walked to the bookcase, rummaged through it, and found a thick and heavy photo album, "In this photo album, there are all the photos of me and my brother from childhood to adulthood. Photos, do you want to see them?"

Song Ziqi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Ye Zhongya: "If you want to see it, please ask me~"

Song Ziqi: "...bye."

Ye Zhongya blinked: "Just kidding, just kidding, let's watch it together."

As he spoke, he sat down on Liang Boya's bed, cross-legged and spread the photo album on his calf.

Song Ziqi also came over and sat beside Ye Zhongya.

"This is when my brother was young..."

"...Wait, is this a girl?"

"My mother likes girls very much. When I was pregnant with my brother, I always wanted to be a girl. I bought a lot of baby clothes for girls, but when I was born, I found out that it was a boy. I was very disappointed. So before my brother went to kindergarten , she has always dressed my brother as a girl."

Song Ziqi looked at the photo, his eyelashes are curled up and long, his eyes are bright and big, his skin is fair and white, his face is plump and soft, and he is wearing a pink lace dress, whether he looks at it horizontally or vertically, left or right, he looks superb The "Lolita" of the beautiful loli suddenly felt a little bad.

The super-beautiful loli in the photo... is actually his male god? !

This unscientific!

Ye Zhongya turned another page, and the photo is still a soft and white beauty "Lolita", wearing a white chiffon princess dress, her black and soft hair is very cutely styled, and she wears a cute little crown on her head , There is also a cute little rabbit hairpin pinned to the tip of the hair, and a little rabbit doll is hugged in his arms, with a sweet and cute smile, so cute.

Ye Zhongya was immediately poked at the cute spot, and he was almost swayed by the "beautiful loli" in the photo, and his nosebleeds flowed backwards.

But beside Loli Liang Boya, there is another Loli who is also cute.

The other loli was also cute, but she had a small face, which looked cold, in stark contrast to Liang Boya, who was smiling sweetly next to her.

"This is..." Song Ziqi was a little puzzled.

"This is Sister Xinyue," Ye Zhongya tilted her head, "Her mother and my mother are best friends, so our two families often visit each other, and my mother likes girls, so she especially likes Sister Xinyue."

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, is this Jiang Xinyue?

Jiang Xinyue was actually a cold and arrogant loli when she was a child?

But when he saw this photo, what happened to the "Lily Dafa is good" that flashed in his mind?

This unscientific!

...But the feeling of two beautiful lolitas in the same frame is really beautiful.

However, the more Ye Zhongya turned backwards, the cuteness in Song Ziqi's heart gradually disappeared.

Among these photos, besides the photos of Liang Boya and his family, Jiang Xinyue was the one who took the most photos with him.

However, what surprised Song Ziqi the most was that Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue not only share the same university, but also share the same high school, junior high school, and kindergarten.

The photo of Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue standing at the entrance of the kindergarten holding hands looks like two pink and tender meat dumplings.

In the group photo of Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue standing at the gate of the elementary school with their schoolbags on their backs, the two older children foolishly stretched out two fingers, making a gesture of yes.

A group photo of Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue wearing junior high school uniforms standing at the gate of the junior high school. The teenagers and girls with immature facial features smiled greenly at the camera.

There is also a group photo standing at the entrance of the High School Attached to Z University, and a group photo standing at the gate of Z. Besides, there is also a group photo of Liang Boya on her birthday every year. Gradually become a teenager, and gradually from a teenager to a young man, the facial features gradually get rid of childishness, the outline gradually matures, the stature gradually grows, every year is changing, every year is different, the only constant is It was the girl standing beside him.

The girl who grew up with him, the girl who is always standing next to him in the photo.

Song Ziqi suddenly stopped.

Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue grew up together. They have been together for a total of more than ten years. They have been with each other for more than ten years. They have gone through the ignorant years at the beginning of their lives together, and they have gone through the best years of life together. In adolescence, we grow up together, we transform together, we go from immature to mature together, and we have experienced so many ups and downs in life together.

Even if they don't like each other, what kind of deep bond will it be to get along and accompany for so many years?Perhaps Liang Boya will never meet such a girl who has so many memories with him in the next few decades. No matter who he will be with in the future, he will probably never forget that there was such a girl in his memory The girl who grew up with him.

Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart...

Song Ziqi suddenly felt a little out of breath.