Frank and strict

It was only then that He Lang remembered that he was nearsighted.In the few times he met Yang Juan, Yang Juan didn't wear glasses, so he subconsciously ignored this fact.

Hearing what he said now, He Lang frowned and turned on the phone light, and asked angrily, "Where did it fall?"

Yang Juan's eyes followed the light, and in the dim light, he could only see the toe of his shoe which was a little blurry.Loosening the hem of He Lang's clothes, he shook his head, "You don't need to look for it, and you can't wear it even if you find it."

He Lang turned off the phone light, and strode towards the bathroom door.It wasn't until he realized that there were no footsteps following behind him that he stopped a few steps away and looked back in Yang Juan's direction.

Yang Juan lowered his head and fumbled for the phone on his body, wanting to take out the phone to illuminate himself.Halfway through touching it, I suddenly remembered that after Zhou Nanxun took the phone away, the other party didn't return it to him.

Without saying a word, he reached out to support the wall beside him.

He Lang walked back with heavy steps, reflexively wanting to reach out and grab him.He had already raised his hand in the air, but stopped suddenly. He put the hem of his clothes back into Yang Juan's hand in displeasure, "After going out, I consciously let go of it, do you hear me?"

Yang Juan snorted and pinched the hem of his clothes, but he didn't dare to hold it too tightly.After he finished speaking, he was worried that his voice was too soft, so he didn't hear him, so he nodded seriously.

Seeing it in his eyes, He Lang couldn't help but sneered in his heart, and then walked out.

He had tall legs and long strides, so Yang Juan had to speed up and chase after him.Two footsteps with different frequencies sounded in my ears, which sounded extremely uncoordinated.

Belatedly realizing that he was walking too fast, He Lang slowed down again without warning.

Yang Juan, who was following behind him, couldn't brake in time, and his face hit the back of his neck firmly.

Touching his warm breath, the hair on the back of He Lang's neck stood up lightly, he pushed him away and turned around, warning him in a low voice: "Stay away from me."

Yang Juan's hand grabbing the hem of his clothes was instantly free, and he apologized in a blank tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The two had already walked to the door, and there was a faint light pouring in from outside the door.Not caring about him anymore, He Lang raised his foot and stepped over the low threshold, frowned and asked, "Can you see clearly now?"

Yang Juan stood inside the door and nodded obediently, "I can see clearly."

"Come out by yourself if you can see clearly," He Lang looked at him and emphasized, "I've done my best to send you here—"

During the interval between speaking, Yang Juan had already walked out by himself.

His expression was calm and calm, his limbs were also in a relatively relaxed state, and he stepped forward with his eyes open——

The toe of the shoe immediately caught the not-so-high threshold accurately, and the whole person fell out face down.

At the critical moment, He Lang stretched his legs and reached out to grab his front collar.

Cautiously avoiding physical contact with him, He Lang lifted him up and stood firm, with blue veins appearing faintly on his forehead, "Is your myopia five hundred degrees or one thousand degrees?"

Yang Juan rubbed his knuckles with heat on his face, and stretched out his hands calmly to smooth his wrinkled collar.

"Five hundred." He said shyly.

When he went in, he was dragged in by Zhou Nanxun, so he didn't notice at all that there was a threshold beside the gate of the bathhouse.

He Lang was at war with heaven and man in his heart for a moment, but in the end he still didn't leave him, and his hand fell back on his front collar, grabbing his collar and leading him forward.

The place Yang Juan smoothed just now was wrinkled again by his scratching.He opened his mouth silently, but finally said nothing.

Originally, He Lang only planned to take him under the streetlights, but he realized that the distance between the streetlights was a bit far, and Yang Juan was always like a pendant, hanging quietly beside him, and when he realized it, the two of them Already walked near the dormitory area.

There are two dormitory areas near the No. [-] canteen. On the left is the dormitory area for undergraduates, and on the right is the dormitory area for graduate students and exchange students.The main entrances of the two dormitory areas are far apart, but the back entrances happen to be next to each other, with only a narrow path between them.

Yang Juan's dormitory building is the one next to the back door. When the students walk through the path in the middle, they can even see their dormitory clearly through the balcony.

He Lang let go of him on the side of the back door, and said impatiently: "Let's go to the head office here."

Yang Juan expressed his thanks in a sincere tone: "Thank you."

He Lang walked in the opposite direction with a cold face.

Yang Juan froze for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.

He Lang avoided his hand, turned around with a bad expression and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you have Zhou Nanxun's contact information?" Yang Juan hesitated for a second, but chose to ask him directly.

"Why are you still looking for him?" He Lang frowned, "He didn't beat you just now, and you still want to send him to your door to beat you up? There will be a second time of this kind of thing, don't expect me to— —”

As if to listen to him better, Yang Juan completely turned the right half of his face hidden in the shadow.

He Lang's voice suddenly disappeared.

On the way from the bathhouse to the dormitory area, either the light was too dark, or the position of the two of them, plus He Lang's own deliberate avoidance, it seemed that he didn't see Yang Juan's right side very clearly.

Now he sees clearly.Yang Juan's right cheek, near the cheekbone, was slightly red and swollen.

He Lang was stunned for a very brief moment.

When he came back to his senses, he had already raised his hand to pinch Yang Juan's chin, and rudely turned his right cheek towards himself, and asked full of resentment, "Did he hit you?"

Yang Juan was also stunned, and replied subconsciously: "He didn't hit me."

"What's the matter with your face?" He Lang let go and stepped back, looking down at him.

Yang Juan blinked slowly, then reached out to touch his face.When I touched the cheekbones, I felt a slight tingling sensation immediately.

Not daring to touch it with his hands again, he explained uncertainly: "I bumped my face against the wall, and the contact lens seems to have been knocked off at that time."

When he said this, the blank expression on his face did not seem to be fake, but He Lang's stern gaze seemed to pierce him at any time, "Don't you feel it all the time?"

Yang Juan recalled it for two seconds, then raised his face, looked at him with a pair of black and white eyes, and replied with a good temper: "It seems not."

He Lang looked at him expressionlessly.

His appearance of skillfully using miserable means to win sympathy, if it were the fourth child standing here, he would believe it without doubt in all likelihood.

But He Lang wouldn't believe it.

At least now, not only did he not feel any fluctuations in his heart, but he changed the topic indifferently, without mentioning Yang Juan's injury, "Why do you want Zhou Nanxun's contact information?"

Yang Juan didn't pay too much attention to his face. In contrast, he was more anxious to get his phone back now, "He took my phone away."

He Lang called Zhou Nanxun and asked him to send Yang Juan's cell phone back.During the whole call, he spoke in a foreign voice. After Zhou Nanxun agreed on the phone, he hung up the phone neatly, turned his head and looked at Yang Juan indifferently, "It's all right now."

Yang Juan met his emotionless gaze, and the light from the roadside lamp shone brightly in his eyes, "Thank you."

He Lang didn't answer him, put away his phone and left.

Yang Juan squatted by the back door and waited for Zhou Nanxun to come over to deliver his mobile phone. At the same time, he silently watched He Lang pass through the back door of the opposite dormitory area and disappear into the end of his vision.After looking at the empty opposite for a while, he withdrew his gaze in a sense of loss.

What he didn't see was that after He Lang entered the door, he also turned into the building closest to the door.

He Lang absently swiped his card to enter the door, and when he passed the corner of the stairs, the voice-activated lights in the corridor went out instantly.

He stopped, and in the darkness, Yang Juan's bright eyes appeared inexplicably in front of him.In order to get rid of the annoying scene in front of him, he stepped on the ground with both feet to wake up the voice-activated light again.

After the bright light returned, he walked upstairs with his usual expression.Only this time, before going up a few floors, he lowered his head and took out his phone again.

After all, Yang Juan was also responsible for the injury on his face, and he couldn't choose to ignore it too blatantly.

Half an hour later, Yang Juan finally got his mobile phone.Zhou Nanxun didn't come by himself, the person who came was the boy who bumped into him twice in the cafeteria in the afternoon.Seeing him at this time, the other party's attitude changed drastically. Not only did he hand over the mobile phone intact to him, but he also gave him ice water and medicine for external application. Sorry.

Although Yang Juan was surprised, he was really angry. In the end, he didn't say anything and accepted what he bought.

He went back to the dormitory and ordered takeaway for himself with his mobile phone.After the homepage of the delivery software popped up, he glanced at the cake shop where He Lang had ordered mousse for himself a few months ago.He often went to that store later, and sometimes ordered takeaway.

After hesitating for a while staring at the name of the cake shop, he couldn't help but click in.What happened tonight was that He Lang helped him. He had no other intentions, but just wanted to give the other party something to express his gratitude to He Lang.

He scrolled back and forth on the order page, choosing a flavor for a long time before finally deciding on it.However, when it was time to pay the bill, he was a little worried that he was too self-indulgent.

The other party hates him so much now, and probably won't eat the cake he sent him.And he only has the address of the school, not He Lang's dormitory number. The deliveryman must call He Lang before delivering the goods. If He Lang answers the phone, maybe he won't even accept the cake.

Yang Juan forced himself to withdraw the idea of ​​sending cakes, and exited the order interface of the cake shop.

He ordered takeaway for dinner for himself, then took out ice water and applied it to his face for a while. After 10 minutes, I checked the food delivery page, and it showed that it would take nearly half an hour for the dinner to be delivered. Yang Juan took out his frame and glasses, put on his glasses, stood up and went to the balcony to collect his clothes.

As he opened the balcony door, he noticed lights in the building opposite.I remember that the building lived in graduates who left school a few months ago, so the building has not been lit up for several months.

At this time, the lights on the opposite side were brightly lit, and the balcony door of the dormitory on the same floor and at the same location was open, and there were still boys walking back and forth inside.He couldn't help holding up the clothes rail in his hand, and looked more curiously.

The toilet door next to the balcony on the opposite side was suddenly opened from the inside, and a boy who had just taken a shower came out with his upper body naked.Immediately afterwards, the other party turned around in the direction of the balcony, and looked up at Yang Juan's dormitory.

Their eyes briefly met in the night sky.

Yang Juan was caught off guard and stayed where he was.

The person by the opposite balcony door retreated into the dormitory without looking back, raised his hand and slammed the balcony door heavily.

Yang Juan blushed.