Cross the sea

When Li Chengyun walked to the school gate, the mobile phone in his hand vibrated. It was sent by Zhou An, saying that there was an activity in the club. Li Chengyun glanced at it and put it down. He walked along the auxiliary road to the dormitory building, and stopped when he passed the flower bed in the center. down.

A large piece of rose-red bougainvillea bloomed dazzlingly. Li Chengyun walked over and sat down. After sitting for less than 3 minutes, he felt that he was going to be steamed by the high temperature.

Li Chengyun took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it to Zhou An, and the reply was faster than he expected.

[There are a lot of beauties, they are flowers, several beautiful school girls, and that one called Qianqiwandai.

】Buzzing twice again, the tone of the latest message is obviously not as exciting as the previous one.

[There is also He Zhen.

】Society activities are scheduled in the school’s spare auditorium. Haida has many clubs, and each club only has the right to apply for two large-scale activities in a semester. As the Weiqi Club is a rare club that continues the tradition, it is always easier to apply for the use of the auditorium.

Li Chengyun walked in and saw Zhou An standing on the stage in the auditorium, instructing two other girls to play chess, with a wonderful expression on his face.

Li Chengyun couldn't stand Zhou An's half-bottle of water slamming, turned around and opened the curtain to enter the backstage.

The backstage corridor was narrow and long. Li Chengyun smelled a faint smell of smoke just as he opened the curtain. He casually kicked open the half-hidden door on the left, and the girl lying on the windowsill suddenly turned her head.

"Excuse me."

Li Chengyun raised his eyebrows lightly, and said he was sorry, but he didn't mean to leave.

An Qianqiu dusted off the cigarette ash, turned around and looked at Li Chengyun: "Then do you want to close the door?"

"The door was never closed."

Li Chengyun looked at the blue smoke floating in front of his eyes, raised his hand and fanned it.

An Qianqiu didn't speak, just looked at him for a while, then lowered her head and continued to smoke the remaining half of the cigarette in her hand.

Li Chengyun didn't like the smell of cigarettes. When he turned around and was about to leave, someone called his name behind him.

The cigarette in An Qianqiu's hand had been burned out, and a long piece of ash fell on the floor.

"Hezhen is in the utility room, your friend asked him to get a spare chessboard."

Li Chengyun thought it was a little funny, he turned around and looked at An Qianqiu, the lit wall lamp cast a tall shadow in front of him, "What does it matter to me where he is?"

Not listening to the rest of An Qianqiu's second sentence, Li Chengyun turned around again, and closed the door for her intimately.

The material room was at the corner, and there was laughter one after another in front of the stage. Li Chengyun stood there for a while, and found that He Zhen was more interesting than Zhou An's crappy little magic trick.

The door with mottled black paint was closed tightly. Li Chengyun pressed the doorknob, and the door panel rubbed against the ground making a harsh sound.

"Are you finished smoking? Come and help me with the ladder."

He Zhen stood on the stainless steel ladder with his back to the door, holding the shelf with both hands, his black hair was smooth and smooth, covering the skin on the back of his neck.

Li Chengyun walked over and reached out to stabilize the slightly shaking ladder.

He Zhen walked up the ladder, but unfortunately the height of the ladder was a little short, and standing at the top was still some distance away from straightening his arms. Li Chengyun watched He Zhen pressed the iron frame with his palm, as if to confirm whether the frame could support it his weight.

"This shelf can't support you."

Li Chengyun's voice was very soft, Hezhen kept the posture just now, Li Chengyun moved closer, touched Hezhen's shoulder, and kindly reminded: "You will fall if you go up."

Pressing the hand on the iron frame, He Zhen cleared his throat lightly: "Then I'll go down."

Li Chengyun moved back a bit, holding the ladder with one hand, watching He Zhen slowly come down, and finally stood in front of him.

He Zhen seemed uncomfortable with the close distance between the two of them, he kept backing away until his shoulder hit the ladder with some force, and then he raised his head suddenly.

"Go up and get the chessboard, it's in the top box."

He Zhen glanced at Li Chengyun and turned his head. The broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes. He Zhen blinked a few times vigorously. After finding that there was no way to solve it, he raised his hand to push the hair away.

When his fingers were about to touch his face, Li Chengyun grabbed his wrist, and the heat stayed for less than a second. Li Chengyun let go of his hand. He looked into Hezhen's eyes and smiled slightly.

"Very dirty."

Li Chengyun paused for a moment before adding the second half of the sentence, "Your hand."

He Zhen looked at the black palm, and clenched his fist behind his back.

Li Chengyun's height advantage was fully displayed at this moment. He Zhen watched him step on the ladder neatly, and stretched out his hand for a while, and the brown chessboard that he couldn't reach after pulling for a long time appeared in Li Chengyun's hand.

"You take it."

Li Chengyun frowned, he held a corner of the chessboard and handed it to Hezhen, "It's too dirty."

He Zhen hugged the chessboard and said nothing, the dust on the chessboard imprinted on his chest, looking ashamed.

Li Chengyun stood for a while and then walked out the door. He Zhen followed behind him. When he was about to open the door, Li Chengyun stopped suddenly.

"Your clothes look like mine."

He Zhen's arm holding the chessboard tightened a little, he nodded, and replied pretending to be casual: "Really? I didn't pay attention."

"Yes."

Li Chengyun pushed open the door, and Zhou An, who was listening behind the door, staggered in fright, Li Chengyun didn't care, the light passed through the glass window and left a strange color on his side face, He Zhen watched Li Chengyun's eyes bend into Nice curve, slightly parted lips, "But you don't look very good in your clothes, don't wear them in the future."

The corridor was dimly lit, and Zhou An, who was listening to the corner, felt a little embarrassed and left early. The club activities were over, and the surrounding was very quiet, so quiet that An Qianqiu's every sigh and He Zhen could hear clearly.

An Qianqiu had a lot to say, but when she saw He Zhen with a large amount of dust on her chest, she swallowed it back.

The light above his head flickered, An Qianqiu took out the lighter and put it back, and finally said: "Li Chengyun may not be as good as you think."

He Zhen didn't speak, he was lowering his head to brush the dust off his clothes, but he couldn't seem to get it clean no matter what.

With less than 8 minutes left before the auditorium was used, He Zhen stood in front of the window and raised his hand to print a black handprint on the glass. The color was uneven, and the index finger and little finger were only half in size.

"I'm going to move to his dormitory."

He Zhen spoke suddenly.

What he said was endless, An Qianqiu frowned and looked at him: "How do you move?"

"It can be moved."

He Zhen smiled, and wiped off the fingerprints on the glass with the back of his hand, "Actually, I may not be as good as you think."

The Haishi weather forecast issued an orange typhoon warning for three consecutive days. There were dots of white in the thin blue sky, and the air pressure dropped significantly. Standing outside for a while made people breathless.

Zhou An looked up at Shen Linwei who was packing the bedding on the upper bunk, and asked him what it meant.

Shen Linwei threw the removed pillowcase on the bed, pointed to the sheets that were not yet dry: "How about you come up to sleep?"

Zhou An didn't answer, he stepped on the edge of the bed and lay down on the upper bunk, and took off the sheets that Shen Linwei had folded.

"I moved to a dormitory and didn't my mother die."

Shen Linwei handed the pillowcase to Zhou An, "In the future, it's time to play basketball and play basketball, and it's time to play black and white. Nothing will be delayed."

"Then who did you switch with?"

"He Zhen."

Shen Linwei shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly at Zhou An's twisted eyebrows, "Who else can bend down for 2000 yuan to come here to sleep in the Water Curtain Cave."

In fact, he was reluctant to ask Shen Linwei to move away. His temper was not very good, and he didn't have many friends who could hang out with him. Zhou An had a good personality, and Li Chengyun didn't care too much about Zhou An's face. It's a good mood to stay, but Shen Linwei really can't live anymore.

Everyone in the building knew that the air conditioner in 407 was faulty. He knocked on the door of each dormitory in turn, but no one was willing to change it with him.

He was Hezhen who met at the entrance of the cafeteria. At that time, Hezhen was packing soup dumplings, and Shen Linwei called him several times but ignored him.

Shen Linwei's fire came up quickly, and he walked around in front of Hezhen, only to find the earphones hanging on Hezhen's ears.

Shen Linwei tore off Hezhen's headphone cable and asked him if he would like to change dormitories with him.

"I don't want to."

He Zhen glanced at him, and continued to concentrate on packing the soup dumplings on the plate.

"How much did you get for your stipend? I give one thousand to others, and you and I give two thousand."

Shen Linwei had a loud voice, and with a few words, the female students who were queuing up for dinner turned their heads to look at them.

"Three thousand will do."

Shen Linwei continued.

He Zhen used his chopsticks so hard that he punctured the last soup dumpling in the plate, and the oily soup flowed out little by little.

"Just two thousand."

He Zhen put down his chopsticks and looked at Shen Linwei.

Shen Linwei smiled and said, "Do you want cash or—" "I still want those shoes."

He Zhen interrupted Shen Linwei, the earphones hanging on his chest were shaking, "It's the pair you wore when you played that day."

Shen Linwei looked at Hezhen in disbelief, a dozen swear words stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

He Zhen put the rotten soup dumpling into the packing box, and then put it into the bag, the process was slow.

"Anyway, I'm tired of wearing clothes, so I'll give it to you."

Shen Linwei spat on the ground, the conditions were almost negotiated, Shen Linwei was about to go back to the dormitory to pack his things, but when he turned around, he was suddenly stopped.

He Zhen stood upright, looked at Shen Linwei and pointed to his left ear, then smiled and said: "You just tore it off, please put it back on for me."

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