Frank and strict

Yang Juan collected his clothes and went back to his room, hurried downstairs to check the building number of the dormitory opposite, then ran back to the dormitory panting, opened the delivery software, and ordered a piece of brownie cake for He Lang.

After ordering, he leaned in front of the desk and paid close attention to the dynamics of the delivery staff who took the order.I went downstairs again halfway to get my takeaway dinner.

Halfway through the meal, the map showed that the delivery man had already entered the school grounds.He threw down the lunch box and spoon, got up and ran to the balcony to look across.

In the opposite dormitory, someone is drying clothes on the balcony, so the door connecting the room is open.Looking across the balcony, Yang Juan saw He Lang sitting at the desk from afar, as if playing a game.

After 2 minutes, he seemed to answer the phone, got up and left.Guessing that he was going downstairs to get takeaway, Yang Juan lay on the balcony expectantly and looked across.

The person who was drying clothes on the opposite side noticed something strange, and subconsciously turned sideways to look in his direction.

Yang Juan's heart jumped suddenly, he turned to turn off the light on the balcony, and walked into the room nervously.The man simply didn't notice anything wrong, and went into the house after drying the clothes.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have forgotten to close the door, so he went back to the balcony in the dark, and after a short wait, He Lang came back.

From this distance, it is hard to see whether he has anything in his hands. Yang Juan was a little anxious, and quietly squatted on the balcony to call Zhuo Lan: "Where is the telescope you bought for the concert last time?"

Zhuo Lan was confused and didn't know what he was going to use the telescope for, but he quickly replied: "It's on the bookshelf, look for it."

Yang Juan hung up the phone, took out the binoculars from his bookshelf, hurriedly walked back to the balcony, put the binoculars on the armrest, and secretly looked through the binoculars at the dormitory opposite.

This time he saw clearly that what He Lang was holding was the small cake he bought.His eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth were slightly dimpled.

But the other party didn't seem to want to eat it, and quickly handed the small cake to the roommate.The roommate took the cake unceremoniously, sat back at the desk and opened it to enjoy.

Yang Juan paused for a moment, and the dimple at the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared again.But after thinking about it, He Lang didn't throw away the cake, which was considered a relatively good result, so he put away the binoculars contentedly, went back to the room, sat down, and continued to eat dinner.

For the next two days, because the redness and swelling on his face did not subside, Yang Juan would wear a mask and go out every day.

The newly built swimming pool in the school has also begun to open to the public. It is located next to the school gymnasium. On the way to the laboratory building, Yang Juan will pass by the two venues.

This evening, when he came out of the laboratory and passed by the gymnasium as usual, Yang Juan met Lian Jin.After graduation, he seldom appeared in undergraduate classes, so it was only when he ran into Lian Jin at school a few months ago that he knew that there were female students in his class who were studying at University A.

Since that time, they have also made appointments for dinner, and they have always kept in touch with each other at a normal frequency.

Lian Jin stood helplessly under the steps of the gymnasium, several boxes of mineral water were piled up on the trailer at his feet, and the short-haired girl beside her was on the phone with her head down

Yang Juan was still hesitating whether to go over to say hello, but Lian Jin had already turned his face away, and when he saw him, he smiled at him.

Wearing a mask, he couldn't respond well, so he walked over, "Good evening."

"Good evening." Lian Jin said, wiping the sweat off his face.

Noticing her blushing face, Yang Juan showed a slightly confused expression, "Why are you here?"

"My boyfriend is playing ball with other people inside." Lian Jin raised his chin at the gate of the gymnasium, "We went out to buy water, and the trailer broke down when we got here." She pointed to the short-haired girl beside her, " This is the manager of the school team, from the sports academy."

Yang Juan knew that she had a boyfriend from the school basketball team, who was a few years younger than her, and it wasn't long before they started dating.

He looked up at the high steps in front of him, and asked, "Do you need my help?"

The short-haired girl raised her head and looked at Lian Jin, "No one answered the phone."

Lian Jin looked at the three boxes of mineral water at his feet, and asked embarrassingly, "Is it convenient for you?"

Yang Juan nodded, bent down and picked up a box of water.When he adjusted his posture and was about to go up the steps, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl from the gymnasium who also bent down and picked up the second box of water effortlessly.

He froze for a moment, only to realize that she seemed to be about the same height as him.

Sensing his gaze, Song Qing smiled generously at him, "I can move it, but my sister can't."

Yang Juan silently withdrew his gaze, buried himself in the water in his arms and walked up the steps.He is really not good at sports. When he walked to the entrance of the museum, his arms had already started to show soreness.

He stopped by the door, and in the gap between turning around, Song Qing had chased after him with water in his arms, and walked past him neatly, "It doesn't matter if you can't move it, you put it here first, I will come out and move it later." .”

Hearing this, Yang Juan's face, which was hidden behind the mask, was slightly hot, and he didn't have the nerve to put it at the door, and followed her into the gymnasium.

After entering the door, I saw someone playing 3v3 on the basketball court from a distance, and there were a dozen or so onlookers sitting outside the court.Yang Juan followed her to the waiting area on the sidelines, and put down the water box in his arms.

"If you want to drink water, you can take it as you like." Song Qing turned back and handed him the scissors, then turned and left to move the remaining water box.

The weather in the south in October is still very hot. During the time of carrying water, Yang Juan was already sweating thinly, and his face covered in the mask was even more stuffy and red.

He pulled down his mask and squatted down, cut the tape on the box, and reached into the box to get water.

The players on the court didn't know when to stop, and they all walked towards the outside of the court, sweating profusely and panting.Someone stopped on his right side, instantly blocking most of the light in his field of vision.

Yang Juan looked up reflexively, and found that the man was bending over, with his strong arms over his shoulders, going to get water from the box.

His wide ball uniform brushed against the back of Yang Juan's neck, bringing a slight itch.There is still a light sweat smell on the body after strenuous exercise.

Although it didn't smell bad, Yang Juan still frowned, not used to being so close to strangers, subconsciously wanted to move away.

The moment this thought rose from the bottom of his heart, he suddenly saw the lowered face of the other party——

Familiar jaw line, familiar lips and bridge of nose, and familiar expression.

Yang Juan immediately froze in place.A second later, he blushed and sniffed the air lightly.

He Lang's hand holding the water fell on the edge of the box mouth, and didn't reach in.Thinking that Yang Juan was the support staff of the school basketball team, he said in a hoarse voice, "Give me a bottle of water."

Yang Juan regained consciousness in an instant, hurriedly pulled up the mask and put it on, and handed up the bottle of water in his hand.During the whole process, he kept his head down, his shoulder blades were slightly tense, and he didn't look at He Lang's face.

He Lang didn't doubt that there was him, took the water and turned it on, raised his head to drink the water.

People from the school team came to bring him a clean towel. Seeing that he couldn't move his hand to get it, Yang Juan immediately stood up and reached out to take the towel.Mistaking him for He Lang's friend, the school team didn't think much of it, bent down and took a bottle of water from the box, then turned and left.

He Lang lowered his eyes after drinking the water, and saw the towel being handed under his nose, and the person who held the towel in both hands, lowered his head and wore a mask, and passed the towel without saying a word——

From his limp hair to his toes, he is a black-haired boy who looks very obedient.

He Lang took the towel with a dazed expression, thanked him, put the towel on his neck, and wiped the sweat off his face casually.After wiping, I remembered that I just drank the bottle of water he was holding in his hand, and bent down to get another bottle from the box for him.

Yang Juan took the bottle of water nervously, and unconsciously reached out to unscrew the cap.

He didn't know if it was because the soreness in his arm was still there, or because he was too nervous, he couldn't unscrew the bottle of water.Yang Juan stared at the water in his hand for a few seconds in surprise.

He Lang showed a speechless expression.If you are not sure, the person standing in front of you is a real boy.He almost thought that the girls in the school deliberately used this as an excuse to find ways to get close to him.

He clicked his tongue lightly, took the bottle of water and twisted it lightly, then handed it back to him again.

Although he didn't raise his head to look at He Lang's face, Yang Juan was still very ashamed of it, and it was inconvenient for him to drink the water, so he screwed back the bottle cap.

He Lang didn't care either, turned around and picked up his shirt, and asked him casually, "Are you the school team's logistics?"

Yang Juan quickly shook his head.

But He Lang didn't see it.Nothing happened recently, they invited people from the school team out to play, the captain was in the same class as them, and wanted to invite them to dinner at night, the fourth child asked him to come over and discuss.

He Lang originally planned to change his clothes back, but after being interrupted by the fourth child, he conveniently stuffed the jacket and water to Yang Juan, and told him before walking away, "Help me hold it first."

Yang Juan hugged his clothes at a loss.

He Lang was fine at night and agreed to have dinner with them.The captain started counting the heads, and when he reached Yang Juan standing by the bench, he asked casually, "Is that your friend?"

"Isn't it your team's logistics?" He Lang's eyes showed surprise.

He was too close and didn't pay attention to it just now, but now he looked at it from a distance. Although he didn't see the face, he somehow felt that the figure of this person was somewhat familiar.

The captain shook his head upon hearing this, "No."

Song Qing interjected, "That's my senior friend, who just brought water in for us from the outside."

The captain showed a clear face, "Since it's a friend of my senior sister, let's count it in."

While they were talking, He Lang lifted his legs and walked back to Yang Juan, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder suspiciously, "You—"

Yang Juan, who had his back turned to him, was taken aback, turned his head in a panic, and replied falteringly: "I—"

Meeting his eyes exposed outside the mask, He Lang recognized him immediately.His face darkened suddenly, and the hand on his shoulder unconsciously squeezed his shoulder tightly and asked, "Are you following me?"

Yang Juan shook his head like a rattle, and retorted in a low voice: "I don't, I will carry water for my friend."

It was only then that He Lang remembered that the school team manager seemed to have said the same thing just now.However, after glancing at Yang Juan's thin arms, he said with condensed eyes, "What water are you carrying?"

Yang Juan obediently pointed to the water box at his feet.

He Lang was stunned for a second, as if he didn't expect him to do this kind of physical work.But soon, he sorted out the emotions on his face, and narrowed his eyes in displeasure, "Then why are you wearing a mask?"

Yang Juan's eyes drooped, he didn't look at him again, and explained uncomfortably for a while: "The swollen part of my face hasn't healed yet."

He Lang didn't know what was wrong, so he got a little annoyed, "You didn't apply the medicine?"

"What medicine?" Yang Juan's eyes showed confusion.

"The person who gave you the phone two days ago didn't give you medicine?" He Lang asked.

"Send it." Yang Juan snorted, and couldn't help but look up at him, "How do you know he sent the medicine?"

Staggering his probing gaze, He Lang didn't speak.

Yang Juan didn't get angry when he didn't get an answer, but obediently returned the coat in his arms, "Your clothes."

He Lang walked down the crumpled top, recalling the scene of him asking him to help carry the clothes, and the first time he saw him, he gave him a "obedient" evaluation, and felt a burst of anger in his heart, blurting out without thinking Said: "Throw it away, I don't want it anymore."

When he said this, there was even a bit of disgust in his tone.

Unexpectedly, Yang Juan's hand passing the clothes froze in mid-air.He lowered his eyes sadly, his gaze seemed to be at a loss as he swept back and forth on the floor at his feet.

He Lang stood close to him, and he could even clearly see his slightly shaking eyelashes and eyeballs rolling around under his thin eyelids.

His eyes fell on Yang Juan's ears.In the video screen in memory, when Yang Juan was wearing a skirt and a wig and sitting in front of the computer talking to him, his ears were red from beginning to end.

But not anymore.

He Lang's eyes were fixed on his two white and tender ears, and he didn't even notice when he started to lose his mind.

It wasn't until the voice of the fourth child came from behind that he suddenly woke up.While backing away, He Lang couldn't help cursing in his heart with a dark face, "Fuck, why are men's ears so white and tender?"

After walking a few steps, his shoulder was loosely hooked by the fourth brother, "The captain asked us what we want to eat?"

"Let them decide for themselves." He Lang replied absent-mindedly.

"Okay." The fourth child turned his head and let the people around him pass on the message.

The voice of their conversation fell into He Lang's ears, but he didn't listen carefully. Instead, he turned his head back like a ghost, and glanced back.

Yang Juan stood there without moving, still holding his clothes in his hands, most of his face was buried in the mask, inexplicably showing a sense of despair from the inside out.

It must be an act, He Lang looked indifferent, thinking in his heart.

After explaining to the messenger, the fourth child turned around and looked at the jersey he was wearing, "Aren't you going to change?"

"No change." He Lang frowned and then glanced at Yang Juan again without any trace.

"Then I won't change it either." The fourth child echoed him, "The captain even asked us to go swimming on weekends—"

"Go when you have time." He Lang glanced at Yang Juan for the third time.

"Then I'll call Brother Ye up later." The fourth child said with a brisk tone, "But I have to buy a pair of swimming trunks first, I haven't worn that pair of swimming trunks for a long time—"

"Fourth," He Lang pointed in the direction where Yang Juan was, and interrupted him angrily, "Go and tell him that I don't want that dress because it's too wrinkled." He paused uncomfortably, "Except Other than that, there is no other reason."

The author says:

He Lang: Don't say I told you to.

Fourth child:?