Cross the sea

He Zhen looked at Li Chengyun, nodded, and whispered yes.

One has to be psychologically prepared before doing anything, and he has been prepared for a long time. He doesn't expect Li Chengyun to love him immediately, but the current scene is far more embarrassing than he imagined.

But for Li Chengyun, these are not worth mentioning. Li Chengyun is like a normal person. He goes to class on time every day, plays basketball, and occasionally skips class to go to the bar to drink. When he comes back in the middle of the night, he smells very faint of alcohol.

He Zhen received the email four days later, signed by lcy.

He clicked on the attachment, and seven seconds later, he saw the movie appreciation written by Li Chengyun. The logic was rigorous, and the references were marked in the references. Even the references that He Zhen might use were neatly attached at the end.

What Li Chengyun said to do, he will definitely do. He Zhen turned his head to look at Li Chengyun who was sitting on the bed and changing his shoes. He was tying his shoes while listening to Zhou An's nasty jokes with lowered eyes, the corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were blinking. very slow.

Perhaps it was because his peeping gaze was too blatant, Li Chengyun raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, He Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and continued to read the email from Li Chengyun.

Zhou An came over, put his hand on his shoulder, and asked: "Take a rest, don't learn, why don't you play with us?"

"The appreciation will be handed in next week, and I have to sort it out."

Zhou An said yes, then walked out.

Li Chengyun packed up his things, stopped when passing by Hezhen, stood behind him, bent slightly, put his arm over Hezhen's body, tapped on the touchpad, and the document turned to the next page.

"It's been too long to read this page, let's also read the next one."

Li Chengyun said to He Zhen in a tone that sounded very gentle.

After saying this, Li Chengyun walked out, and only Hezhen was left in the dormitory.

It was the sun, and the glare of the light illuminated the dust floating in the air. He Zhen sat cross-legged on the chair, and the large area of ​​reflection made him unable to see the contents of the document clearly.

He Zhen sat for a while, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, it rang several times, and the person on the other side answered it.

"Do you have a film?"

He Zhen raised his head, stared at the gray ceiling divided into countless squares, and said softly: "Vulgar and obscene, the kind that makes people arouse just by looking at it."

There were rustling footsteps from the opposite side, followed by a long, deep breath. After a pause for a few seconds, He Zhen heard An Qianqiu's gnashing of teeth: "He Zhen, fuck you, I just turned off my phone."

"Oh."

He Zhen kicked his feet on the ground, the chair turned, and all the objects in his sight spun rapidly, dragging dazzling long shadows.

"Then do you have any?"

He Zhen asked with a smile.

An Qianqiu lived not far from the school, and after walking two intersections, he could see a small white building covered with dark green creepers.

Originally, Hezhen also lived here, but after going to university to live on campus, He Ping rented out her family's 60-square-meter house in order to earn more money.

Across the courtyard door, He Zhen smelled the pungent smell of alcohol. He pushed open the door and saw a snoring man sitting slumped on a rattan chair, with glass wine bottles piled up at his feet, and the beer spilled on the ground was still foaming.

"Hello, uncle."

He Zhen approached to say hello, and the man smacked his lips.

"Come up."

An Qianqiu was lying on the window sill of the attic, He Zhen raised her head, An Qianqiu's long hair was messed up behind her head, she had no expression on her face, she closed the window and said, "Don't talk to him, he can't hear you."

The solid wooden stairs that hadn't been taken care of for a long time sounded like they were about to collapse every step of the way. He Zhen looked at An Qianqiu who was leaning against the door and gnawed an apple, and said, "Your dad drank too much again."

"Again, the word is not used correctly."

An Qianqiu chewed loudly, she sneered, without concealing the disdain on her face: "He never woke up."

An Qianqiu threw herself on the bed as soon as she entered the door, buried half of her face in the quilt, raised her finger and pointed to the computer that was turned on: "In the folder of the guidance documents, pick whatever you want."

An Qianqiu took another big bite of the apple and mumbled, "Put on the earphones while watching."

He Zhen clicked on a few at random, watched for a few minutes, and pulled the progress bar to the end.

"Is that all there is to it?"

He Zhen took off the earphones and turned around, "Is there anything else?"

"What do you mean only!"

An Qianqiu jumped up from the bed, she approached with bare feet, clicked on the folder, and clicked on a few videos skillfully: "Do you know how famous these actresses are? And the storylines are ups and downs, all of them are high-quality goods, okay?" .”

He Zhen sat on the stool with his knees hugged. Hearing An Qianqiu's comment, he buried his head in his arms and laughed.

The smooth black hair trembled with the shaking of the body. An Qianqiu thought it was funny after a while, and the two of them covered their faces and laughed for a long time.

He Zhen laughed and burst into tears. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked her, "Are there any gays?"

The smile on An Qianqiu's face disappeared, and she stared down at Hezhen, watching Hezhen use the mouse to turn off the video, then opened the web browser, and moved the keyboard to her hand.

"I want to learn."

"Although it is said that the number one is the best."

An Qianqiu threw the apple core on the table, took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, and glanced at He Zhen while unpacking it: "You don't have to learn everything."

"Li Chengyun thinks my skills are poor."

He Zhen stared at the little flying insect lying outside the window in a daze.

An Qianqiu's face changed quickly, she threw the cigarette case on the keyboard forcefully: "He slept with you?"

"Wrong word."

He Zhen turned his head, looked at An Qianqiu for a while, picked up the cigarette case on the keyboard, smoked one and handed it to An Qianqiu, "I wanted to have sex with him, and it was an attempt."

"Is he gay?"

An Qianqiu took the cigarette, pushed the window open, and the flying insect lying outside the window flew into the room with fluttering wings, "I remember that Li Chengyun had a relationship with a senior when he was a freshman?"

On the first day Li Chengyun entered the school, he attracted a lot of attention. Most of the girls stayed in the stage of secretly observing, until one day, Li Chengyun got together with Hua, who was two years older than him in the Department of Communication.

The handsome men and the beautiful women standing together are very eye-catching, because the girls are always waiting for Li Chengyun to finish class at the door of the class, and this story has spread to most of the school.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. In less than a month, the two ended up breaking up.

"I remember at the time, didn't I say that Li Chengyun wanted to make a move on others? After being rejected by a girl, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone."

"It was the senior sister who wanted to pull Li Chengyun into the house after she was drunk. She dragged at the door for more than ten minutes, but he didn't go in."

He Zhen also took a cigarette, and bit the white end into her mouth, biting so hard that fine shreds of tobacco fell on the tip of her tongue: "She talked to her friends about taking down Li Chengyun, but she was rejected, and she became angry and threw the shit out of her mouth." Give the basin to Li Chengyun."

An Qianqiu lit the cigarette, and the blue smoke floated out of the window along with the wind.

"Then why don't you explain for Li Chengyun? Don't you like him?"

"Why should I explain?"

He Zhen held the shredded tobacco in his mouth, paused for a while and said, "I wish everyone would think he's not a good guy, so that I would become his sweetheart."

But this incident did not affect Li Chengyun's reputation. When people with good things asked, Li Chengyun didn't explain, just laughed.

An Qianqiu looked at He Zhen who was sitting next to him playing with cigarettes, and asked after a pause, "Then are you his darling now?"

The fingers holding the cigarette stopped for a moment, He Zhen lowered his head and put the cigarette on the table.

"No."

He Zhen's tone was frank, he smiled and said, "He said he's not interested in me."

The white mist floating between the two of them blurred the sadness that flashed across He Zhen's face. Before An Qianqiu could capture it, He Zhen pushed the keyboard towards her again, raised his face, his eyes sparkled.

"But interest is cultivated."

He Zhen looked at An Qianqiu's sad face, and said as if to comfort her: "You can take your time, I will leave all the time for him."

An Qianqiu didn't answer, she looked at the smiling He Zhen, and asked a somewhat cruel question: "Have you ever thought that Li Chengyun may not be able to cultivate the interest of liking you in his whole life."

"But I'm not greedy."

He Zhen looked at An Qianqiu, "I didn't tell him to like me right away, nor did I say that he could only like me."

"Taking a step back, I only need one for his heart and body, is that okay?"

An Qianqiu was speechless, she had known He Zhen for a long time, but she didn't even know the reason why He Zhen fell in love with Li Chengyun, it was just that one night in winter, He Zhen came to knock on her door, holding a broken half filled the beer bottle, and told her with a beautiful and innocent smile, "An Qianqiu, I'm going on a date tomorrow, with Li Chengyun."

It snowed a lot the next day, and a snowy day is suitable for a date. When He Zhen left, he wore a light beige down jacket. When he came back, it was already early morning, his eyelashes were icy, and his nose and face were red from the cold.

"It's ok."

He Zhen put his frozen hand to his mouth, and exhaled a cloud of white hot air, "I'll go tomorrow."

A long piece of cigarette ash fell on the table, and An Qianqiu's thoughts were interrupted.

"Didn't you ask him why he didn't go that day?"

He Zhen was still laughing, he didn't seem to hear, and still stubbornly asked An Qianqiu to enter the website: "Find me something powerful."

So in that sweltering afternoon, He Zhenwo watched pornography for several hours in the armchair, and An Qianqiu fell asleep on the bed two hours ago, until she heard someone calling her, she opened her eyes in a daze. Eye.

He Zhen was still sitting on the chair, he blinked at her slowly, touched the black hair on the nape of his neck with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think I should get a haircut?"

The sudden vibrating mobile phone in his pocket made Li Chengyun distracted for a second. He tilted his wrist, and the thrown ball drew a full arc, then hit the edge of the ball frame and flew out.

Zhou An booed on the opposite side, and Li Chengyun smiled and took out his mobile phone. He glanced at it and found that the sender was He Zhen.

Li Chengyun didn't look at it, threw the phone into the bag on the bench, turned around and trotted two steps to catch the ball passed by the players.

The author has something to say: This article may be slow and cumbersome.