Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

The two delayed for a while, and when they turned back to find an empty bed, most of Nansong's students already had their own beds.

But the two of them were lucky. At the end of the corridor, Chen Putao saw two empty beds next to each other.

In dormitory 323, a boy from the outside world was wearing a padded pajamas and collapsed on the head of the bed, holding a book of advanced mathematics in his hands. He noticed that the door of the dormitory was pushed open, raised his head indifferently, and glanced casually, but soon, Attention turned to the math book again.

Chen Putao was a little dazed looking at the boy who was not moving on the bed, so he turned his head and glanced at Ji Yichuan.

"I've never seen this person before, do you know him?" Chen Putao obviously felt the indifference of the boy opposite, and raised his eyebrows.

Ji Yichuan ignored the boy, he naturally put his arms around Chen Putao's shoulders, and dragged the suitcase into 323 with one hand.

He stood still in front of the empty bed, lowered his body and took out the folded clothes one by one from the suitcase.

"When did you sneak your clothes into my suitcase?"

Chen Putao looked at Ji Yichuan's clothes, which took up more than half of his suitcase, and was surprised that he hadn't found them before he came.

"While you were taking a shower."

"No wonder it's a lot heavier." Chen Putao replied casually. He pinched the tip of his nose and frowned as he looked at the empty bed in front of him.

"The school didn't tell us to bring a bed mat or a quilt." He reached out and knocked on the wooden bed board, and the clicking sound gave him a headache. "How can people sleep on this empty bed?"

"There are bed mats and quilts prepared by University A in dormitory 301." Suddenly, the boy who had been reading on the opposite side suddenly opened his mouth and replied. He didn't seem to realize that his sudden opening of his mouth was a bit abrupt, but he was late as usual. self-introduction.

"My name is Man Zishi, from No. [-] Middle School." The boy had single eyelids, and he was leaning on the head of the bed at this time, his narrow eyes looked at the two of them with almost no emotion.

After listening to the self-introduction of the two, he didn't pick up the conversation and say something about getting along with each other happily in the future. Instead, he raised his thumb and pointed behind him, but the words in his cold eyes were warm, "If we don't go again, I don't know if there will be any left there. "

Chen Putao nodded in thanks, and went to 301 with Ji Yichuan.

Sure enough, as Man Zishi said, in 301, a middle-aged man was sitting in a corner, holding a sketch folder in his hand, "Which dormitory?"

"323."

Chen Putao stepped forward and wrote their names on the sketchbook.

In addition to bed mats, quilts, and cotton quilts, the school also distributed some daily necessities. There were a lot of things, but Chen Putao was afraid of trouble, so she insisted on planning to carry them all at once. The two couldn't see the way ahead.

Pushing open the door of 323, Man Zishi still maintained the same appearance before they left, lying on the head of the bed, but the math book in his hand was replaced by a physics book.

The sound of the two opening the door did not disturb Man Zishi who was immersed in the sea of ​​books.

Chen Putao secretly glanced at Ji Yichuan, conveying some kind of amazement with his eyes.

"This new roommate looks so serious."

Ji Yichuan shrugged his shoulders, agreeing with Chen Putao's point of view, but he didn't necessarily have much interest in Man Zishi, "You spread the mat first."

Chen Putao nodded, leaned over and spread out the mat. Not long after, the door of the dormitory was pushed open again.

Chen Putao was kneeling on the bed, carefully arranging the quilt he had just laid, and next to him were two thick quilts that Ji Yichuan felt tired from holding.He heard the sound and looked up, but couldn't help frowning.

It's Zuo Liu.

The dormitory in big a is a four-person room. At first, except for Man Zishi, the other three beds were empty. Chen Putao glanced at the empty bed opposite.

There was a gray suitcase on the previously empty bed.

Obviously, it belonged to Zuo Liu.

Zuo Liu held a roll of bed mats under his armpit, and held two stacked stainless steel basins in his hand. He looked at the two familiar people in front of him, his face darkened.

The dormitory was eerily quiet for a while.

Rao Man Zishi, who didn't care about other things, was affected by this embarrassment. He raised his head from the book and stared at the three of them thoughtfully.

With a "snap", Man Zishi closed the book, pulled on his slippers, took out the basin from under the bed, and slowly moved out of the dormitory step by step.

Ji Yichuan stood up, without giving Zuo Liu a look, he stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Putao, who was kneeling on the bed, out of the bed.

"Continue spreading." He leaned close to Chen Putao's neck and lightly rubbed his cheek, "Help me spread it too."

The two of them didn't give Zuo Liu any attention, their minds were on each other.

"Are you going to be lazy?"

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows and didn't refute anything. He didn't know where to find a rag, and just put it in the palm of his hand, "How can you say I'm lazy? I'll go and wipe the table."

He looked happy, just casually holding the rag in his hand, and went out to find a water room.

The moment he stepped out of the dormitory door, Ji Yichuan didn't even look down at Zuo Liu beside him, he only gave a warning in a low voice.

His eyes were indifferent and emotionless, and his voice was as cold as if he had just been fished out of a glacier.

"You better not mess with me."

Ji Yichuan's body blocked the light that shone on Zuo Liu's body. In the shadow, a coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Zuo Liu's back was pressed against the door of the dormitory, and the previous memories suddenly came out.

Jaws clenched, palms cold, Zuo Liu looked at Ji Yichuan's receding back, his fists clenched tightly, the sound of the stainless steel basin colliding with the ground lingered for a long time.

Zuo Liu exhaled, and glanced at Chen Putao who was making the bed crookedly in the dormitory, his eyes darkened.

Stretching his five fingers again, he squatted down and picked up the stainless steel basin, adjusted his expression, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth, he entered 323.

The cafeteria, at this time, the college students have already had their holidays, there are very few students on campus, and the cafeteria is full of familiar faces.

But the cafeteria window is still open a lot.

Chen Putao served a bowl of noodles, and sat down with Ji Yichuan at random.

He was tired all day, and he was also mentally exhausted. Now he ate a big mouthful of noodles, feeling a little satisfied.

Ji Yichuan didn't have much appetite, he ordered some dumplings, and after eating a few, he put down his chopsticks.

Under the table, he crossed Erlang's legs, his toes dangling, and bumped into Chen Putao's calf.

"what happened?"

"Look." Ji Yichuan propped his cheeks and walked past Chen Putao, a little funny.

"Ah? What?" Chen Putao followed his gaze and turned his head, and saw Man Zishi holding a book, sitting at the table, ignoring the meal he just made, and devoting himself to the book.

That serious look made Chen Putao start to worry if he could remember that there was a bowl of rice in front of him.

"He's too serious." Chen Putao bit his chopsticks and sighed, "If I were as serious as him, I wouldn't have to study chemistry so painfully."

"You are already serious enough," Ji Yichuan said in a warm voice, "If you miss him as much, then I have to feed you with a rice bowl all day long?"

"That's right." Chen Putao tilted her head and thought for a while, as if thinking of the scene where Ji Yichuan fed herself, she shivered.

The phone rang suddenly, Ji Yichuan took out the phone from his pocket, glanced quickly, surprised, "Dad?"