Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

"You're so out of the way here, isn't there usually no one here?"

Man Zishi glanced at Zuo Liu and nodded, "I like quiet."

"It's nice to be quiet, not bad."

Zuo Liu clapped his hands lightly, and looked at the entire small office with a scrutinizing gaze.

Manzi really didn't care about Zuo Liu's strange behavior, he lowered his eyelids so that people couldn't see clearly what expression was hiding in his eyes.

The only desk was covered with a pile of books, stacked high together, the whole book was bent, and the fingertips lightly ran across the spine of the book, and finally settled on a blue cover.

He took out the book, stuffed it into the bag slowly, then looked up at Zuo Liu who was still standing still, feeling strange.

The dull single eyelid seemed to realize something, revealing some original expression.

"You, what do you want me to do?"

In the dormitory, Zuo Liu was always quiet, nestled in the dark curtain of the bed. Man Zi really had no dislike for this roommate who was always alone. After packing up the books, he sat down and looked up at Zuo Liu in a leisurely manner.

"..."

Zuo Liu stretched out his hand to keep away the strand of broken hair that was blocking his eyes, and slowly pinned it behind his ear, revealing his delicate facial contours, pursing his lips, because the lower lip was almost colorless due to the force.

"You don't feel disgusted?"

Man Zishi frowned at his nonsensical words, "What did you say?"

"It's the two of them!" Zuo Liu gritted his teeth, as if he was extremely unwilling to say their names, but considering that Man Zishi might not understand, he still suppressed his nausea and said, "Didn't you also see the other day?" Is it? Ji Yichuan and Chen Putao, they are gay!"

"As a straight man, shouldn't you feel disgusted?"

He clicked his tongue, his facial features were tightly twisted together, no matter how delicate his facial features were, he looked a little hideous at this moment.

Zuo Liu looked at Man Zishi, in addition to disgust, there was also an obvious but extremely ridiculous sense of justice in his eyes. It seemed to him that two boys being together was an extremely outrageous thing, and as' Normal people', what they have to do is to hate and hate them.

Manzi didn't speak.

He lowered his head, playing with the bunch of keys that had been placed by the table in his hands.

The sporadic knocking sound disturbed Zuo Liu's heartstrings, Zuo Liu looked intently at the bunch of keys in his palm, his eyes darkened.

"You go out."

The knocking sound finally disappeared, and Man Zishi finally raised his head.

He didn't look directly at the person in front of him, instead his eyes fell on Zuo Liu's chest, his whole face was expressionless, but his eyes drooped habitually, making it impossible to see his happiness or anger.

"what?"

Even though he himself is also gay, Zuo Liu imagined countless possible responses from the perspective of a straight man before he said this offensive remark. As a straight man, he would definitely agree with his statement, I think the existence of this pair of homosexuals is disgusting, no matter how bad it is, I should feel a little disgusted with these two people, instead of calmly saying let myself go.

As if in an instant, Man Zishi's face turned cold, and there was a feeling of coldness floating all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of ice water, like the surface of a lake on an extremely cold day.

"I told you to leave the office, don't you understand?"

The reversal came too fast, and Zuo Liu hardly had time to settle down to think. Facing the chill, he couldn't help taking a step back, and then realized that he was showing timidity, and took a step forward.

"What do you mean! Didn't I say so?"

Almost the second after he finished speaking, Man Zishi let out a short but contemptuous ridicule from his nasal cavity.

"I don't want to know whether what you said is right or not, but I know, I don't want to see you now." He paused, raised his head, and forced himself to look at Zuo Liu, and out of nowhere a hostility appeared on his delicate eyebrows between. "nausea."

Man Zishi played with the bunch of copper keys in his hand again, and put all his heart and soul on the keys, rattling, not paying any attention to Zuo Liu.

Zuo Liu just stood in front of the table like this, dumbstruck, a kind of frustration rose from the soles of his feet to his chest in an instant, and his back began to feel cold.

In desperation, Zuo Liu pushed down the pile of books and slammed them on Man Zishi's body.

With a 'snap', Man Zishi grabbed Zuo Liu's neckline at an extremely fast speed, too fast to be seen clearly.

Only then did Zuo Liu notice that this seemingly indifferent and silent roommate was so much taller than him.Standing in front of him, there is almost no possibility of resisting.

"ill?"

Man Zishi lightly circled his right hand, and slammed his elbow on Zuo Liu's chest. For a while, Zuo Liu took several steps back. The pain in his chest was severe, and there was a rusty smell in his throat. Clutching his chest, unable to speak, he could only stare at Man Zishi with resentment.

Man Zishi lowered his body, picked up the book that Zuo Liu had thrown on the bottom when he was stunned by Zuo Liu's demon, and stroked the back of his hand to wipe off the dust on the book.

"Zuo Liu." This seemed to be the first time Man Zishi spoke to someone with such a serious attitude.

"I don't want to try to understand your thinking, but regardless of whether people are gay or not, it's their own choice. Standing on the moral high ground and making such meaningless accusations is really disgusting. It doesn't satisfy your ridiculous sense of justice. The only function of it is to show that you are a fool|pussy."

"Mind yourself, okay?"

He re-stacked a pile of books, and he no longer wanted to look up, as if standing in front of him was the most filthy mud in the world.

Zuo Liu's right hand trembled uncontrollably, because the continuous pain in his chest made him unable to straighten up.

With no color on his lips, he leaned against the wall and left the office in a panic.

Man Zishi never looked up.

"Zuo Liu, what's wrong with you?!"

As soon as Wang Zhong came out of the office with a stack of papers in his arms, he saw Zuo Liu leaning against the wall with a small face, clutching his chest as if enduring great pain.

"What happened to the chest? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wang Zhong hurriedly threw down the test paper, wanting to take Zuo Liu's arm and sit aside.

But Zuo Liu dodged sideways.

"It's okay, Mr. Wang, it's just that I bumped into the corner of the table when I got up, just rest and rest."

Although he didn't understand why he bumped into the corner of the table, since the parties had already said so, Wang Zhong was considerate and didn't ask carefully.

"Then go to the office and take a break. The next class is nothing serious, and you don't need to go. Your body is the most important thing."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Wang."

Zuo Liu was escorted to the office by Teacher Wang. As soon as she sat down, Li Wen appeared in front of the office in a hurry.

"Mr. Wang! After the Rising Star Cup training, do you want to organize the students to come out to play together?"

Wang Zhong was taken aback. "What? Going out to play? Didn't they not be organized in the past few years? How come there is this event this year?"

Li Wen sat down on her buttocks. She glanced at Zuo Liu, who had no sense of presence, and didn't take him seriously. It didn’t work out, it’s hard to organize one this year, so I’m just thinking about doing arts and sciences together, how about a fellowship?”