Inferior by Nature

In order not to show my feet, I didn't go back to the bedroom immediately after I came out of the bathroom, but sat on the sofa in the living room for a while, pretending to play with my mobile phone.

Fingers slid unconsciously, and the brain was running fast, recalling every detail after entering the door.

I do feel a little awkward, but where is the awkwardness?

Pinhole cameras seem to be able to do any kind of camouflage, making it hard to detect, such as sockets, TVs, potted plants, decorative paintings...

Wait, some thought flashed through my mind, I hurriedly grabbed my tail and dragged it to the front.

I finally know what went wrong.

The suite that Ran Qingzhuang and I lived in is decorated in a simple and lively Nordic style. The curtains are made of light white gauze. There are tall banyan leaves planted in the corner, and several paintings of different sizes are hung on the wall behind the sofa. Decorative paintings.The content is all mosaics, mosaics made of various color blocks.

Because it was too similar to the color-blindness detection chart during the physical examination, I stared at it for a long time and engraved those patterns into my mind for a short time.

While admittedly, there is something wrong with my brain that causes long-term memory deficits, I'm pretty confident in my short-term memory.

The first picture on the upper left was supposed to be more red and less green, and the one on the middle right was more green and less red. Now the two paintings are reversed and their positions have been swapped.Apparently the person who installed the monitor was color-blind and completely unaware that the two paintings are different.

I figured it out, maybe because it was a bit funny, my nervousness dissipated a lot.Just like what Ran Qingzhuang said, it might not be easy to deal with the enemy in the dark, but now that they know what they are up to, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Besides, so far, except for Kong Tan's unilateral provocation and suspicion, Ran Qingzhuang himself has not revealed any flaws.As long as we speak carefully in the room from now on, don't mention the events of the birthday party night and Ran Qingzhuang's past, replay my entanglement with him at the right time, and relax Jin Chenyu's vigilance, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Crouching on the sofa, I put my index finger against my lips, subconsciously biting my knuckles.

The bathroom door opened, accompanied by a gust of mist, Ran Qingzhuang walked out, wiping his freshly washed hair with a towel as he walked.

I watched him and moved my eyes with him. When he was about to reach the door, I got up from the sofa and walked over naturally.

Sensing my approach, Ran Qingzhuang turned around while holding the doorknob, and put down the towel for wiping.

I got closer to him step by step, I seemed to be stepping on my own heartbeat.

Stiffly raised his arms around his neck, hooked him towards himself, turned his face to the side, blocking the direction of the decorative painting, creating an illusion of kissing.

"It's a decorative painting..." I whispered into Ran Qingzhuang's ear in a very soft voice.

He had just taken a shower, and his skin was hot and humid. When he was next to me, the temperature difference was incredible.

I don't know if he was frozen by the temperature of my hands or because I blew air into his ears to make him uncomfortable. The muscles on his body were stretched like stones for a moment, and he didn't relax a little bit until he heard me finish speaking.

He turned his face sideways, pressed his soft lips against my ears, and put a hand around my waist.

Chest to chest, hip to hip, except for Ran Qingzhuang, I have never been so close to anyone in my life.

"There should be some in the bedroom." He pressed his hand on my lower back, probably wanting to add some evidence of "intimacy", and began to knead the thin flesh.

It seemed that a cluster of small electric currents rose from my waist and rushed into my heart, making me tremble uncontrollably, and itched so much that I wanted to hide.

Ran Qingzhuang felt it, held me tighter, and said displeasedly: "Don't hide."

I bit my lip, and my calves were trembling, and I felt as if a thousand ants were crawling in my heart.Along the blood vessels and nerves, they wantonly occupy my senses, making me itch to the bone marrow, but they can't scratch the itchy place.

"The whole house has no bathroom." Ran Qingzhuang continued.

There is no monitoring in the bathroom... Should I say that Jinchenyu has a bottom line?He kept the last bit of privacy for both of us, and didn't take pictures of those who pee and shit.

As soon as the weight on my waist lightened, Ran Qingzhuang let go of me, raised his chin and said, "I'm a little tired today, I'm not interested, you can go back."

It took me two seconds to realize what he was not interested in. I nodded "Yeah", turned around and was about to leave, remembering my "persona", hurriedly turned back and threw myself on Ran Qingzhuang, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Kissing on the cheek with a loud sound, Ran Qingzhuang was unprepared, he was thrown back by me and hit the door backwards, he let out a muffled grunt, his brows were frowned, seeing my expression was between being frivolously shocked and wanting to get angry Between the aggrieved who can't get angry.

It's just acting, he clearly agreed to cooperate with each other, and I cooperated, but he got angry.Being a man can't afford to suffer. On the night of the birthday party, he bit my neck and kissed me forcefully. Didn't I say nothing?

Living in Lion King Island, trapped in sin, is already terrible, but now you have stepped into the gate of hell, witnessed murder, and participated in internal fighting. This is not a situation where you can laugh.But this moment... It is indeed a rare moment in my gray mood in the past half month, where I can feel interesting.

I stepped back, raised my hands to show my harmlessness, and said goodnight to Ran Qingzhuang with a smile.

Although Ran Qingzhuang's brows were loosened, he didn't have a good expression on his face. He wiped the place where I kissed him with the back of his hand, and entered the room without saying a word, vividly showing the image of a man who was harassed and forced.

The door closed with a "bang", which made me shrink my shoulders, but the smile on my lips grew a little bigger for no reason.

Maybe I have experienced too much in the past two days, and my sleep is not good, especially knowing that there is a surveillance camera in the room. Even if I don't have the habit of talking in my sleep, I am always afraid that I should say something in my sleep.

If I sleep lightly, I have many dreams, which are messy. For a while, I dream of being chased and killed by monsters on the island, and for a while, I dream about the high school sports meeting.

At the sports meeting, I was wearing a sports suit, holding the baton in my hand, and trying to pass it forward;

In the next scene, I fell to the ground, my leg was broken, and my palm was injured;

In the last scene, I stood far away and saw Ran Qingzhuang and Lin Sheng sitting in the auditorium.Ran Qingzhuang's face, neck, and even hair were covered with sweat, and he was sipping the mineral water Lin Sheng handed him with his head up.Lin Sheng was sitting beside him, fanning him gently with a stack of paper in his hand, his eyes and brows were full of affection.

There is no sound in the dream, only pictures, one scene after another, but the plot is incoherent, just like a damaged old movie, which gradually fades in the end.

When I woke up, my body felt more tired and my head was dizzy.

I covered my face and rested on the bed for a while, and got out of bed to wash after I felt less dizzy.

The sports meeting is indeed a thing, it should be the second half of the second semester of high school, when spring and summer alternate.There were many events set up that year, and the school hoped that everyone would participate, so I, who was not good at sports, was forcibly assigned to the third leg of the 4x100m relay.

But I screwed up.Halfway through the run, I fell down.He broke his knee and bled from the palm of his hand, which caused the leader to drop to the bottom.

When I limped from the track to the auditorium, no one came forward to care about my injury, and everyone just made way for me indifferently.As I walked through the crowd, I felt my skin tingling, as if I was being delayed by those gazes.

"It's useless if I knew I wouldn't let him go." Someone said something during the period, and quickly disappeared in the noisy crowd.

I clenched my fists, walked faster to the edge of the stands, and sat down in a place where no one was around.

The game is still going on, cheer up the sky, the boys and girls are sweating passionately, and they will never let down their passionate youth.Years from now, this will surely be a fond memory for them, but not mine.

Thinking about it carefully, I will become a marginal figure, and my relationship with my classmates will be indifferent, and there is no way.To practice the piano, to study, and to save money, if these three points occupy any two points, you can spare some energy to make friends.It's a pity that I account for all three o'clock.

Gloomy, reticent, and poor, that's probably all people's impressions of me.

Fortunately, even though my classmates didn't welcome me, the teacher took good care of me, so life was not too difficult.

Looking at the palm of his hand, now there are only faint palm lines, and there is no trace of injury.

Strange, why do I have Ran Qingzhuang and Lin Sheng in my dream?Obviously I don't even remember having them that day.

But after thinking about it, it's strange not to have one, isn't it?We are in the same grade, how can I have no memory about them at all?

Is my memory wrong again?

While brushing his teeth, the door of Ran Qingzhuang's room opened.With sleepy eyes, he walked towards the bathroom and saw that I was washing up. He was about to retreat, but he just turned half of his body, as if remembering that we should not retreat due to our "relationship", so he could only wipe his face and wipe his face. He walked into the bathroom patiently, turned his back to me and pulled off the front door of the toilet to turn on the water.

He absolutely cursed in his heart just now.

Carefully brushing each of my teeth with a toothbrush, I observed Ran Qingzhuang through the mirror.

Maybe he didn't sleep well yesterday. When the water was turned on, he kept turning his neck and making a "clicking" sound.

Because the front rail was torn off, some parts below the waistline were inevitably exposed. When shaking, the two seemingly solid muscles would also be slightly tightened, revealing the dimple-like dimples on both sides. shallow pit.

It turns out that if you exercise to a certain extent, you can also train the muscles there...

I pulled up my pants and pressed the pump button. When he came over, I had already spit out the foam in my mouth.After rinsing my mouth and wiping my mouth with a towel, I stepped aside and went into the bedroom to change clothes.

It's rare to get up and wash up together. Although it's still early before my class time, it doesn't affect me and Ran Qingzhuang going downstairs to have breakfast together.

He asked for a bowl of noodles, and when he found Ran Qingzhuang, he was sitting alone by the window, with two big plates of breakfast piled up in front of him, one plate was full of fruit, and the other plate was filled with red bean paste buns, jujube cakes, muffins and other snacks.In the glass next to it was a large glass of fresh orange juice.All sweet.

"You eat so sweet." I naturally sat down opposite him.

The temperature is a little cool in the morning, but the air is good.The window is facing an artificial pond. From time to time, unnamed birds will stop on the guardrail, look in and shout a few times, and when they have shown their existence enough, they will fly away with their wings flapping.

"I'm prone to hypoglycemia in the morning." Ran Qingzhuang picked up a piece of muffin and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate it very quickly, but the appearance of eating was not ugly, but it was well-bred, which made people very appetizing. He felt that "he eats really deliciously." Ah" way of eating.

He has a lot of things on his plate, and I only have a bowl of noodles for two taels. After a few mouthfuls, he still has a lot of fruit left.

Wiping my mouth, thinking of yesterday's dream, I couldn't help asking: "Do you remember the sports meeting when we were in the second year of high school?"

He raised his head slightly, and glanced at me, probably meaning that he thought I was annoying, so he said don't mention it before, don't mention it before, but still mention it.

I know I'm a bit of an annoyance myself, but I still have to ask: "I fell and broke my knee and my hand was bleeding, remember?"

He ate in an orderly manner, and soon swept away the remaining fruit.

"Ah."

Seeing that he didn't repel him obviously, I continued to ask: "Do you remember that I was injured? Did you see me that day?"

Ran Qingzhuang drank the juice in the glass in one gulp, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, got up and said, "What are you asking knowingly? I bandaged your wound that day, do you think I have seen you?"