Employers are also canary pissed off today

There is a long distance between the living room and the bathroom, and the most sound-proof building materials are used inside the house, but thinking of Jiang Xiannian taking a bath in a room separated from him by a wall, Ji Baicen seems to be able to clearly hear the noise coming from the closed environment. sound of water.

After pouring three glasses of ice water, Ji Baicen walked back and forth between the living room and the kitchen.

The sound of the door bolt rattling came from next to his ears. Ji Baicen moved his ears and quickly sat down on the sofa, took the game controller, pretended to play, and casually glanced at Jiang Xiannian:

"The first room on the right upstairs is my bedroom."

"Others can live in whichever you like."

Don't we have to sleep together?

Jiang Xiannian was slightly puzzled, but soon figured it out again.

Like many people who never take their love partner home, he is just the one who accompanies Ji Baicen to bed, and he may return to his room after solving Ji Baicen's physical needs.

Jiang Xiannian stood by the stairs: "You go to bed early, good night."

Ji Baicen said "hmm" without raising his head.

The employer should not want to do it with him today.

Jiang Xiannian turned his face away, and went up the wooden stairs covered with cashmere carpet without any psychological burden.

In addition to the studio and master bedroom that Ji Baicen mentioned, there are three other rooms on the second floor. Jiang Xiannian chose the guest room closest to the master bedroom.

The layout of the room is very simple, with only a bed in the same color as the wall and a large vertical wardrobe.

The bedding is also similar to the sheer drab white in the hotel.

His hair was blown by the wind that squeezed in through the gap, Jiang Xiannian went to the window and closed it tightly, put his hand on the window sill, and looked through the clean glass at the lonely stars in the dark night.

The sheets should have just been changed, and after turning off the lights, you can smell a faint smell of detergent in the air, but because of the lack of popularity, the people lying on it subconsciously think of a big bed in a hotel, which is cold and has no temperature.

Jiang Xiannian frowned slightly, curled up and put his hands over his eyes.

With the movement, the overly loose clothes drooped down to the elbows, and then passed over the tip of the nose, and the familiar smell rushed to the face, dispelling the damp and cold memory.

Jiang Xiannian opened his eyes, looked at his hands raised in the air, and after a while, lowered his eyes slightly, and buried his chin in his collar.

The biological clock is not so easy to adjust. It has been nearly a month since I quit my part-time job, and Jiang Xiannian still maintains a routine of going to bed late and waking up early.

As soon as light entered the room with heavy curtains, the person on the bed woke up.

Thinking of the first class, Jiang Xiannian got up and walked downstairs. When he opened the door, he saw a solid-color sweater and coat stacked on the shelf by the door.

Jiang Xiannian turned to look at the room next door where the lights were still dim, and pursed his lips slightly.

"Thank you."

Apparently Ji Bocen had chosen clothes that were as small as possible, but his clothes were still too big for Jiang Xiannian.

Walking to the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, Jiang Xiannian stopped in front of the refrigerator, picked tomatoes and luncheon meat from it, and made two sandwiches.

One is put on the heating table with milk, and one is eaten by oneself.

Before going out, send Ji Baicen photos of the routine three meals.

【Jiang Xiannian: Breakfast】

【I will go to class】

[You can tell me your taste after you wake up, and I will cook what you like in the future]

Using the navigation software to search for the bus leading to the school, Jiang Xiannian sent two more messages to Ji Baicen while waiting for the bus.

Only then did I see that I was attacked by Aite in the 317 dormitory group last night.

[10:50 Li Minyu: Xiannian, why haven't you come back yet?Do I need to hold the door open for you? @江贤年】

Jiang Xiannian replied in the group:

[I didn't see the news last night]

The bus stopped before the stop sign only [-] meters away from the school, Jiang Xiannian received a message from his roommate:

[Li Minyu: Ah, do you need us to help you answer this morning? 】

【Jiang Xiannian: Already at school】

【Li Minyu: Oh ok, see you soon】

Ji Bocen's clothes didn't fit well, especially his coat.His shoulders couldn't hold up, they were loose, like a child who had stolen his own adult's clothes.

Time was running short, Jiang Xiannian took off his collar and decided to go back to the dormitory to change clothes.

He ran into several roommates unexpectedly in the corridor, and those who were facing him were all taken aback.

Both are 19/20 restless adult male college students. Although they have different sexual orientations, they can understand each other in a certain matter.The most important thing is that after an hour-long night talk, several people in the dormitory reached a consensus on how to treat Xiannian: don't let him feel that he is different from others, don't make him feel uncomfortable.

In other words, the few of them pretended to know nothing and were not curious.

Li Minyu pretended not to see that Jiang Xiannian, who hadn't come home overnight, was wearing other men's clothes, and raised his hand to greet him with the same enthusiasm as usual:

"Morning, Xiannian, let's take a seat first, and you can sit with us later."

Xu Ziyou was the shortest in the dormitory. He tiptoed vigorously and clung to Li Minyu's arm: "The whole family must be neat and tidy!"

Only Shen Xingwang stared at Jiang Xiannian's unsuitable coat for a long time with fixed eyes.

Jiang Xiannian looked past Shen Xingwang and nodded at Li Minyu.

Shen Xingwang, who was closest to him, suddenly grabbed his wrist and frowned: "Jiang Xiannian, do you really like men?"

Jiang Xiannian looked back, but there was no reaction on his face, but he was seriously thinking about this question in his mind.

The conclusion is that he doesn't know.

Whether it is a man or a woman, he has never liked anyone.

It's just since junior high school that the boys around him seem to believe that he likes men, and worry that he will lead them badly.

The desks carried to the end of the classroom next to the trash can, the torn textbooks, the schoolbags thrown on the ground with stationery scattered around...

A picture flashed by quickly, and Jiang Xiannian's face remained unmoved.

He seemed to be standing on the shore, looking at the faded and dilapidated boat in the middle of the river through the mist filled with water vapor.

Even if he witnessed the hull struggling, breaking and falling in the vortex with his own eyes, he remained indifferent.

"Xingwang, what are you doing?"

Li Minyu came to his senses, stepped forward and pushed Shen Xingwang hard.

Shen Xingwang staggered twice, stood still one meter away, looked up at Jiang Xiannian, raised and lowered the hand hanging by his side, opened his mouth, finally pursed his lower lip, and left without a word.

The noisy voices called him back to the real world, Jiang Xiannian opened the door and entered the dormitory with a calm expression.

When he came out again, the corridor was already quiet, only the voices from outside the dormitory and from different floors could be heard.

At this time, a fluffy head poked out from the corner.

Xu Ziyou stretched out his hand and carefully poked his arm: "Xiannian, are you okay?"

Jiang Xiannian tilted his head to look at Xu Ziyou who was supposed to go to the classroom, and said softly "Huh?"

Is there anything wrong with him?

After staring at his face for a few minutes, Xu Ziyou let out a long breath, patted his chest, and put his arm on Jiang Xiannian's shoulder: "I'm scared to death."

"Just now you have the feeling of loneliness that the whole world has nothing to do with 'me', and you can cut off everything and leave this world at any time. It makes people feel too desperate."

Jiang Xiannian remained silent, his eyes tilted slightly, and he glanced at Xu Ziyou's hand, which was not very well placed because of his height restriction.

Xu Ziyou smiled "hehe", quickly withdrew his hands, and walked side by side with Jiang Xiannian with a playful smile:

"Xiannian, you know emperor penguins, right? They're a big family. Same-sex attraction occurs even among animals. Why can't people, as higher animals, have richer emotions and expressions than them?"

"Is there a difference between liking men or women? No!"

Jiang Xiannian listened quietly all the way, and when the opponent's shoulder bumped into his arm for the third time, he said "um" in concert with the performance.

Xu Ziyou clapped his hands: "That's right."

"Look, you are beautiful but you are not a mother at all, not only you are not a mother but also very cool, it is so different from those gays on the Internet who are blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. He just asked casually, don't take it to heart..."

While Xu Ziyou was nagging, the two arrived in the multimedia classroom.

As soon as they entered the door, the conspicuous Li Minyu waved at them.

A row of five seats, Xu Ziyou grabbed Jiang Xiannian's arm and pushed him into the middle seat.

It doesn't matter to Jiang Xiannian where he sits. He glanced at his phone and took out his notes to review the class records from the previous session.

The instructor, Han Yi, entered the classroom with a briefcase under his arms. He somehow felt that something had changed in the classroom. After he took a sip of wolfberry tea from the thermos, he realized that the change came from the first row under the podium:

The thin figure who was always alone was gone.

Han Yi frowned, and "suddenly", he caught sight of the young man in the middle of the third row and his fellow guardians on the left and right sides, his frowning brows relaxed, and he showed a somewhat gratified smile.

Made friends?

It seems that the effect of deducting points before is not bad.

The morning class ended soon, and Jiang Xiannian put away his textbooks.

The seats are closely connected, and there is very little space for people to walk around. The boy on the far right, whose face is paler than paper, got up to make way for him, and smiled at him at the same time:

"Xiannian, you haven't thanked you properly for taking the roll call. Let's go to the dormitory to have a hot pot together at noon."

Jiang Xiannian remembered that he was another roommate, Chang Qing, and said calmly, "Don't bother."

Xu Ziyou pulled Shen Xingwang, who was looking awkward, and hugged his arm tightly: "Why is it troublesome to eat together? And last time you sent Xingwang to the hospital, they both had to treat you to two big meals." Meal, this hot pot is a treat for them, you can order whatever you want!"

Xu Ziyou hugged him too tightly, and Jiang Xiannian couldn't pull his hand away, seeing his attitude of not letting go unless he agrees, he had no choice but to purse his lips in response.

The hot pot restaurant to go to is at the south end of the commercial street, just a 10-minute walk from the school gate.

It was the peak meal time, and all the private rooms in the store were fully occupied. Everyone sat down at table No. 3 in the hall on the first floor according to the number plate given by the waiter.

Taking off his coat and putting it on the back of the chair, Jiang Xiannian went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

The washstand and the urinal are in opposite directions, with little cover in between.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, the man who was relieved subconsciously looked at him.

Inadvertently meeting the other's eyes in mid-air, I saw the man's casual glance suddenly turned into clear disgust and disgust when he saw his face clearly.

The man blocked his private parts, and shook twice quickly: "Fuck, don't look at me, faggot."

Just ignore it.

Don't give any response.

This was the only thing he could do when he was surrounded and pushed around the corner as a child.

Over time, the "don't care and ignore" in the face of being squeezed out and hurt by others has changed from a pretense at the beginning to a real reaction engraved in the bones and blood.

It's like living in a castle that shields emotions, likes and dislikes, and you won't get hurt if you hide in it.

Jiang Xiannian turned a deaf ear and went straight to the washstand.

The man gave a vicious "bah" sound, pointed at his nose and cursed: "A dormitory building is disgusting enough. I never thought I would see you again when I went out to eat. I'm so haunted. I feel disgusted when I see you."

"I know you went into the toilet to peek on purpose. Does your family know that you are hungry and thirsty like a dog and let a man fuck the back door?"

Jiang Xiannian habitually ignored it, rinsed the hand sanitizer between his fingers as if no one else was there, and tore off two pieces of toilet paper from the side.

Caught off guard, a strong force rushed from behind, Jiang Xiannian supported the table with his hands, stopping the tendency of his forehead to hit the wall.

"Don't embarrass me, don't be bullied."

In a daze, Ji Baicen's expression of speaking with a cold face came to mind.

The contract with the employer forced him to go to another track from the long-term inertial reaction, Jiang Xiannian frowned and exhaled, straightened up and looked at the person behind him who was cursing more and more harshly.

The other party took a step back guardedly, and glared: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xiannian propped his hands back on the washstand, glanced at him casually, and spit out three words quietly:

"that's it?"