Frank and strict

The two turned their backs to Yang Juan, and their voices were a little low.Yang Juan had no intention of eavesdropping on what they were saying, so he lowered his head and took out his phone to have a look.

He Lang's words didn't cause much disturbance in the fourth child's heart, he only sneaked a few sensitive glances at He Lang.They also have circles of people who like the same sex. When I was in high school a few years ago, there were also boys who liked the same sex, but the other party went abroad to study after graduating from high school.

At that time, He Lang hadn't seen such a big reaction. He didn't know whether He Lang had a big reaction to this group, or simply to Yang Juan.

He turned around, mouthed in the direction of Yang Juan's station, "He's here to bring you clothes."

The fourth child said this in a loud voice, Yang Juan put away his phone when he heard it, walked over and handed the bag of clothes to He Lang.

He Lang glanced at his face, without saying anything, reached out to take the paper bag and put it back on the table.

"Don't you need to check?" Yang Juan asked him.

When He Lang heard this, he casually fished out the T-shirt in the bag, shook it out and took a look in front of him.Before he could speak, the fourth child next to him raised his nose, pulled the clothes in front of his face, buried his head in the clothes and sniffed them, "It smells so good." He added with a full face of amazement, "Sure enough, such a cute person washed out The clothes are all fragrant."

Yang Juan pursed his mouth and said nothing, but his ears slowly turned red.

He Lang stared at his ears for two seconds, squinted his eyes and snatched the clothes back from the fourth son's face, and scolded him sullenly, "Why do men have to wear clothes that smell so good?"

Yang Juan looked up at him hesitantly, and explained: "I didn't put perfume in it, but soaked it in laundry detergent. If you don't mind, I can take it back and wash it—"

He Lang rolled up his coat and stuffed it back into his bag, interrupting him in a neutral manner, "That's it."

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

The atmosphere between the two became cold again. Seeing that nothing happened, Yang Juan was ready to say goodbye and go back.At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the corridor outside the door.

The fourth child was about to go out to have a look, when the person next door opened the half-closed bedroom door and came in to report the news: "I rely on the counselor to come to check the dormitory again, is Lao Zhao back?"

"I didn't come back." This was the first time to check the dormitory since October, and the fourth child couldn't help but blacken when he heard this, "I'm still in my junior year and still do the fucking dorm check, why haven't I heard of this in previous sessions?" Regulation?"

The person next door agreed with him, and went back cursing.

The fourth child's mind was spinning quickly, he turned around and grabbed Yang Juan and said, "There are still few people in our dormitory. You graduate students don't check the dormitory at night, do you? Do us a favor before leaving?"

Yang Juan said in a daze: "Okay."

The fourth child had a smile on his face instantly, pressed his shoulders, and pushed him towards He Lang, "Brother Lang, shall we let him hide in the toilet?"

He Lang said: "Follow you."

The fourth child pushed him into the hot bathroom.Before taking two steps, He Lang seemed to think of something temporarily, his expression changed, and he stopped the two of them again and said, "You let him go to the upper bunk."

"Alright." The fourth child took him to Lao Zhao's bunk, and motioned him to climb onto Lao Zhao's bed and lie down for 2 minutes.When the counselor comes over, just pretend to be asleep.

Yang Juan glanced at their roommate's bed and desk, the hygiene habits of the roommate and He Lang were simply worlds apart.He Lang's desk was clean and tidy, while his roommate's desk was littered with books, and there were piles of courier boxes and empty drink bottles that hadn't been lost in time.

He looked again at the bed.When he entered the door, he noticed that the quilt on He Lang's bed was folded squarely, but on this roommate's bed, the quilt was wrapped in a pillow, messily crumpled up.

Noticing his scrutiny, the fourth child laughed dryly, patted his shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, you just make up for it."

Yang Juan nodded, took off his shoes and climbed up the escalator, knelt and moved to the crumpled bed sheet, and when he was about to lie down in an empty place, he frowned slightly as if he smelled something.

Slowly, he reached out and opened the rolled up quilt, immediately revealing the socks and panties that had been pressed under the quilt.Even though his temper was as gentle as his, he couldn't help but change his face. He got up and moved to the bedside railing, lowered his head and said to the fourth child who was standing below: "The socks and underwear on his bed haven't been washed for a few days—"

The fourth child didn't pay attention to the content of his words, poked his head from the door, and found that the counselor and the leaders of the courtyard had entered the next bedroom, quickly retracted his body, closed the door and reminded Yang Juan: "The next door has been found, you lie down now -"

He Lang strode over suddenly, frowned and snatched his words, and said to Yang Juan, "Come down."

The fourth child was stunned, then turned to look at He Lang, "What's wrong?"

He Lang ignored him, seeing that Yang Juan was still kneeling and sitting on the upper bunk, he couldn't help but increase his tone: "Come down now, hurry up."

Yang Juan immediately crawled back obediently, with his back to the bed and the two of them walked down the ladder.

He took a shower in the dormitory before coming here, and came here in slippers after washing, so he didn't wear socks.Two bare feet stepped on the smooth painted ladder, and one foot slipped down the inside of the ladder without paying attention.

He Lang stepped forward quickly, stretching out his hands to support his waist.

Yang Juan came back to his senses, grasped the escalator with both hands, and lowered his head to find the crossbar on the ladder.

It seemed that he felt that his movements were too slow, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He Lang stretched his arms across his waist, and the lines on his arms suddenly tightened and exerted force, lifting him upright from the middle of the ladder.

Such a move came in a hurry and rudely, Yang Juan was unprepared, and the hem of his waist was lifted up by him.He Lang's dry and warm fingers pressed against his skin, pinching his waist tightly with the strength he always intended to hug him.

Yang Juan stopped breathing lightly, and without blinking, his eyes fell in mid-air.

He Lang carried him steadily to the opposite side, put him in the middle of the ladder on the opposite side, freed one hand to push his back, and said softly, "Go to my bed."

Yang Juan hurriedly grabbed the ladder and climbed up. Seeing that the beds on both sides of the ladder were covered with sheets, he subconsciously stopped.

"The one on the right." He Lang's voice sounded a little impatient.

Yang Juan climbed into the bed on the right, pulled off the folded quilt, lay down facing the wall, and buried his face in the pillow.He Lang walked into the bathroom without looking back, and locked the door from the inside.

The voice of the fourth child talking to the counselor soon sounded outside the door: "He Lang is already asleep, and the other one is taking a bath..."

He Lang lowered his eyes absently, lightly stacked the pads of his thumb and index finger, and slowly rubbed them twice.The remaining warmth on the fingers had dissipated completely, but uncontrollably recalled repeatedly in his mind, the clear feeling of pinching the soft flesh of Yang Juan's waist with his fingertips.

That fool's ears are white and tender, and he doesn't know if the meat on his waist is also——

Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, he turned on the faucet in front of him with a dark face, and pressed his thumb and index finger into the water to rinse repeatedly.

The leaders of the hospital knew the fourth child and He Lang, and they didn't check too carefully, so they took the counselor and left.

After they left, He Lang took his underwear out of the bathroom, opened the door and hung them on the balcony.

Yang Juan also got up from the quilt, knelt on the bed, and helped He Lang refold the quilt.It's just that the quilt he folded is also soft, not as square as He Lang's.

He Lang came in after drying his underwear, glanced at the quilt he had folded, and his eyelids twitched slightly, "No more folding, you come down now."

Yang Juan climbed off his bed a little embarrassedly.

His slippers were still left under the opposite climbing ladder, He Lang walked over and kicked the slippers over, Yang Juan quickly said thank you, stepped into the slippers and put them on.

When he lowered his head to put on his shoes, He Lang's eyes fell on the top of his hair, and noticed that his curly hair was slightly messed up sleeping on the bed, so he couldn't help reminding in a deep voice: "Hair is messed up."

After Yang Juan put on his shoes, he hurriedly raised his hand to straighten his curly hair.After a while, he raised his head and asked cautiously, "Is it still chaotic?"

He Lang was stunned for a second, and when he met his pure black eyes with a sense of searching, he looked away without any trace, and replied in a rough voice: "It's fine."

Yang Juan smiled unconsciously, with a shallow dimple on the corners of his mouth.

He Lang looked away, he didn't know when he got up, and then slowly came back.When you see the pear dimple at the corner of his mouth, the picture of his women's clothing will appear in your mind.

He saved that photo in his mobile phone and had seen it many times.He remembered every detail in the photo clearly.There was another sign of anger surging between He Lang's brows and eyes.

But soon, remembering what he had promised, he forcibly endured it and began to search for other images in his mind to distract and consume his negative emotions.

Probably because he was standing in front of him, thoughts in He Lang's mind flitted back and forth, and the last thing he saw was still Yang Juan's face.He recalled a few days ago in the swimming pool, when Yang Juan had just come out of the shower, wearing loose clothes and holding the waistband of his trousers with both hands, his face was so red from the heat, and the two blankets on his face Eyeballs that were soaked in water vapor were black and moist.

From the limp wet hair on his forehead to the toes curled up in the slippers, there was a sense of helplessness and helplessness.

Although I didn't understand why I thought of such a picture, the anger that surged up in my heart disappeared in an instant.

Not long after he calmed down, his expression darkened again.

He clearly remembered that his gaze did not stay on Yang Juan for a long time that day.But when he recalled it now, he even remembered the other party's curled up toes deeply.

He Lang turned around and walked to his table, without looking back, he said, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Yang Juan shook his head, "It's okay." He wisely walked towards the door, "Then I'll go first."

He Lang stood at the table with his back to him, and hummed extremely perfunctorily.But at least it was considered a response, and he didn't ignore it. Yang Juan turned around and said goodbye to the fourth child, and left soon.

After he left, the fourth child took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He Lang sat at the table for a few minutes, glanced at the paper bag on the corner of the table, and grabbed the clothes inside.The clothes were washed very clean, but he hadn't worn them a few times, so he could wash them with just a few bubbles.

Thinking of what Yang Juan said about soaking it in laundry detergent, he caught the clothes under the tip of his nose and sniffed them.

A refreshing and rich fragrance hit his face, wrapping the tip of his nose tightly.

Grass, it smells really good.

He Lang quickly grabbed the clothes away from his face, stuffing them back into the bag for fear of avoiding them.In the end, still feeling that it was not enough, he raised his hand and pressed the clothes deep into the bag.

The residual fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time, he got up agitatedly, and moved around in the small bedroom.Turning around and looking up, I saw the crooked quilt square on my bed, as if I was blocked by something in my heart, I felt uncomfortable even looking left and right.

He got into his bed again and spread the limp square on the sheet.

The quilt was raised high, and a slight wind blew across the side of the face, and there was even a faint fragrance in the wind.He Lang's face was tense, and he sniffed the quilt covered by Yang Juan with a cold face——

The quilt was stained with the fragrance of Yang Juan's body.He didn't know if it was shower gel or shampoo, but he had smelled it on Yang Juan.

He went to grab the pillow again, which was also on the pillow, and the smell was even stronger.

He Lang threw away the pillow and quilt impatiently, and saw a black hair falling on the bed sheet out of the corner of his eye, he stretched out his hand to pinch it expressionlessly.

After seeing clearly that it was a curly hair, he was finally irritable and couldn't help it anymore, and cursed in a low voice.

The author says:

He Lang: (Could not sleep at three in the morning) So fragrant, so fragrant, so fragrant, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying