The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

"Is there a hairdryer?" Lin Siji asked, rubbing his hair.

"Yes." Yang Yan broke away from the memories of the past, avoided Lin Siji's sight, hurriedly opened the side door of the storage room, leaned half his body in, and rummaged through the messy pile of sundries to find the hair dryer.

"Maybe there is a lot of dust, so it's best to blow it out before using it." Yang Yan closed the door of the storage room, took two steps towards Lin Siji, and handed over the hair dryer.

When approaching Lin Siji, Yang Yan smelled the fragrant water vapor on his body.

Fruity creamy, body wash and shampoo scent.

Yang Yan sniffed, feeling that this smell was in great contrast to Lin Siji's usual cold aroma mixed with shredded tobacco.

"Okay." Lin Siji took the hair dryer, and he teased with a smile, "Why is the hair dryer thrown in such a place?"

"Maybe...not very commonly used." Yang Yan thought for a while and concluded.

Yang Yan doesn't like to dry her hair after washing it, she has been like this since college.

Lin Siji paused, probably also remembered Yang Yan's habit of not blowing his head.

But he didn't speak, just smiled, and took the hair dryer to find the socket.

Dinner was whistle noodles made by Lin Siji. When it was served, Yang Yan looked at the brightly colored bowl of noodles and silently converted it into calorie value in his heart.

Thinking of the hideous face of the physique teacher, Yang Yan shivered calmly.

But when Lin Siji handed over the chopsticks, Yang Yan still murmured a word of thanks, bent his head to pull a few times, and finished eating the noodles.

Although Yang Yan said that the bowl can be put there and left to the aunt to deal with.But Lin Siji still insisted on washing it off today, and rejected Yang Yan's proposal to help.

"No." Lin Siji said jokingly, "You don't have many plates at home, so save some."

Yang Yan was a little dissatisfied with his unabashed teasing.But he had to admit that what Lin Siji said was right, these plates probably would inevitably be broken in his hands.

The guest volunteered to ask to wash the dishes, and the owner naturally left without feeling well.

When Lin Siji was washing the dishes, although he couldn't help, Yang Yan still chose to stand stubbornly beside Lin Siji.

Lin Siji was very proficient in cleaning the dishes, even someone like Yang Yan who knew nothing about housework could tell that he was a veteran.

"Do you often cook by yourself?" Yang Yan asked.

"Occasionally, when in France, I make it myself."

"Oh." Yang Yan paused and said, "Don't you want to go to a restaurant? It feels good to do it yourself... It's troublesome."

"It's okay." Lin Siji said, "It's not troublesome if you get used to it, and sometimes restaurants are closed, so if you don't want to be hungry, you can only cook for yourself."

Yang Yan was curious: "Why is it not open?"

"Strike." Lin Siji said concisely, "France, a free nation."

He moved quickly and cleaned all the dishes in a short while.

Lin Siji wiped the chopsticks with a sponge, and said casually: "I also worked part-time in a Chinese restaurant. At first, I washed dishes, and then I gradually upgraded to help the cook. In the end, I was even able to cook one or two special dishes..."

"Oh." Yang Yan said, "You said, in order to subsidize life..."

"Did I say so?" Lin Siji put the chopsticks in the drain, took off his gloves, and washed his hands.He looked up and recalled, smiled, "It seems that I really said it."

The topic can be stopped here, but Yang Yan hesitated again and again, and still couldn't help asking the next question:

"Were you short of money at that time?"

"It's relatively short." Lin Siji said, "Living expenses have been cut, and tuition fees are a bit troublesome."

After washing his hands, he took out two pieces of paper to wipe off the water stains, then turned to look at Yang Yan and asked, "Is there any drinking water? The hospital prescribed medicine, and I fell asleep after eating."

"Yes." Yang Yan said, "I'll pour it for you."

Yang Yan walked out of the kitchen, squatted down in front of the water dispenser, and took out a paper cup from the cabinet at the base.

He mixed cold water with boiling water, held the paper cup in his hand, and felt the temperature of the water in his palm.

Yang Yan moved his hands, but his mind was not on it.

Lin Siji's family's financial situation is very good, which led to the last time when he and Yang Yan mentioned that they were struggling abroad, Yang Yan thought he was joking, so he didn't believe it at all.

Now that Lin Siji mentioned it again, Yang Yan realized that what he said might be true.

The water has been mixed, and the temperature is hotter than warm.

Yang Yan picked up the water glass and got up.

After Lin Siji took the medicine, he greeted Yang Yan and went back to his room to rest.

Yang Yan has nothing to do.After sitting on the sofa for a while, he also returned to his room.

Going back to the crew tomorrow morning, it's better to go to bed early.

Yang Yan lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy for a long time.

He stared at the ceiling for ten minutes with his eyes open, and finally turned over and opened the bedside table.

bad news.

I ran out of sleeping pills.

Yang Yan shook the bottle vigorously.

Silent voices echo clear facts.

Yang Yan's complexion changed.

He remembered that when he went to the set, he put all the medicines in the suitcase except for the bottomed bottle.

So his face changed a little bit.

Even though this was the case, Yang Yan still got out of bed unwillingly and squatted down in front of the bedside table.

He buried his head in the fully-opened cabinet.

What is frustrating is that even after turning the cabinet upside down, Yang Yan did not find a second bottle of sleeping pills.

After a long time, Yang Yan gave up.He threw himself back on the bed in frustration, and continued to stare blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

Yang Yan jumped off the bed, opened the closet door, and found the one hidden in the afternoon from the dense crowd of clothes.

Yang Yan pulled out the coat vigorously, he took off the hanger, threw it on the ground at will, then hugged the coat and climbed onto the bed.

He held the coat in his arms, and the slightly stiff collar reached his neck, making his skin a little painful.

Yang Yan turned his body sideways and moved it up a little.

After finding a comfortable position, he buried his head in the thick fabric and took a deep breath.

It's been a long time and whatever the smell should dissipate after a few washes.

But at the moment when Yang Yan lowered his head, he smelled the smell of moist lime mixed with melting snowflakes from many years ago.

Yang Yan clearly knew that this was an illusion.

But he doesn't mind being deluded by the illusion.

In the old familiar atmosphere, Yang Yan relaxed his body, allowing himself to fall into the spreading sleepiness.

Let's dream again tonight.

Yang Yan thought in a daze.

He hugged his clothes tighter and closed his eyes.

In the next room, Lin Siji leaned against the head of the bed and sneezed twice.

He put down his phone, rubbed his nose, and felt tiredness attacking his brain.

It is easy to feel tired when you are sick.

Lin Siji thought,

It was like this when I was in college, I was lazy when I caught a cold, I didn’t want to do anything in bed, wasting hours after hours.

Lin Siji recalled a little, and found out a cold that left a deep impression on him in a short while.

Probably in my junior year...

In the small and warm dormitory, Lin Siji held the thermometer at eye level and squinted to check the temperature.

"How many degrees?" Zhang Mo asked standing beside the bed.

"38.2" Lin Siji said, "low fever."

"That's also burned." Zhang Mo said, "Should I ask you for leave?"

Lin Siji rubbed his temples, suppressing the headache: "What class is today?"

"It seems that I'm really sick." Zhang Mo said, "There was a day when you asked me about the class schedule."

He lowered his head and turned on his phone, looking at the memo: "There is no class in the morning, and there is a lecture in the afternoon."

"What lecture?"

"Lectures that you don't have to listen to."

Lin Siji raised his eyebrows: "Then you still go."

Zhang Mo walked back to his seat and put his computer bag on his back: "I'm glad I'm going, otherwise someone will help you sign in."

Zhang Mo walked back to Lin Siji's bed, and stopped: "By the way, it's rumored on the campus that you and a junior from the acting department held hands and eloped on the colonel's road in the middle of the night."

"Why did you even hear about it?" Lin Siji laughed dumbfounded, "It's not my junior, my junior. My illness was caused by the wind last night... Why are you asking this? You're actually interested in gossip?"

"No." Zhang Mo said, "I owe a favor to someone who asked for someone else."

"Oh." Lin Siji teased, "Why do you always owe people favors?"

Zhang Mo sneered: "Why do you keep provoking my juniors?"

Lin Siji smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Mo waved his hand: "Okay, I won't be poor with you, I'm leaving, you should have a good rest."

"It's so early." Lin Siji was surprised, "Isn't there no class in the morning?"

"It's late and there is no place in the library." Zhang Mo explained.

Lin Siji sighed: "It's really hard work."

Zhang Mo shrugged: "Stupid birds fly first."

Zhang Mo left, Lin Siji was left alone in the dormitory.

He got out of bed, took his medicine, and lay back on the bed.

He wanted to sleep for a while, but the plan failed because of the too regular biological clock.

Stared at the ceiling for a while.

Lin Siji took out his phone and opened WeChat.

In the chat column, except for the redundant content of the official account, the top one is "Little Flame".

When Lin Siji woke up in the morning, he found a hot post on the campus website.Opening up with the mentality of eating melons, Lin Siji was surprised to find that the gossip was actually related to him.

[Shocked, the winner of the drama festival elopes with his girlfriend late at night]

Click on the post, there are two photos.

In the photo, two people, one black and one white, are running hand in hand, and the person in black in front looks back, his cheeks illuminated by the flashlight.

The photo should be blurry, just enough to allow people to see the face of the man in black clearly.

Many people in the post recognized Lin Siji, and began to guess who the white dress he was leading was.

Because the white clothes are slightly shorter than Lin Siji's, and her figure is so thin that the down jacket can't hide it, many people think that she is a tall and slender junior from the acting department.

Lin Siji laughed outright when he saw the comment's swearing tone.

He smiled and coughed, and sent the link to the post to Yang Yan while coughing.

Lin Siji【Link】

Lin Siji【Junior Girl~】

Yang Yan hasn't returned yet, Lin Siji guessed that the Department of Acting didn't have morning class today, and Yang Yan hasn't woken up yet.

Otherwise, the little flame who couldn't afford it would have scolded him back long ago.

Lin Siji stared at the WeChat chat bar, suddenly, his phone vibrated, and chat boxes from other people floated up, squeezing "Little Flame" down.

Sheng Liye [senior, sorry to disturb you, maybe you are free tomorrow?I have something to talk to you about.Can I treat you to a meal during the weekend? 】

Lin Siji clicked into the chat box.

Lin Siji [no]

Sheng Liye [Maybe the day after tomorrow, or if you are free on weekdays. 】

Lin Siji【Recently I don't feel well, probably won't be able to do it in a short time】

Sheng Liye [Okay, sorry to bother you, seniors should take a good rest and pay attention to your body. 】

Lin Siji [OK]

Just as Lin Siji finished returning to Sheng Liye, his phone vibrated again, and Yang Yan sent a message.

Lin Siji quickly switched the chat box.

Little Flame【Roll】

A simple and clear response, typical of Yang Yan's style.

However, Lin Siji was amused by this word, and the corners of his lips could not be suppressed.

He smiled and typed on the keyboard, "be polite to seniors"

However, before he could send it out, the phone vibrated again.

Little Flame【Are you free tomorrow】

Lin Siji deleted the typed information and replied with a question mark.

Little Huomiao 【There is a good restaurant, I want to eat it】

Lin Siji【Then let's go】

Little Flame […]

Little Flame […]

Above the chat box, "Little Flame" and "The other party is typing" are constantly switching.

Little Flame [So you are not free? 】

Lin Siji laughed out loud, he could imagine Yang Yan holding the phone, pursing his lips tightly, with a displeased look on his face.

Teasing children is fun.

Lin Siji bowed his head and typed.

Lin Siji【Is there any】