Where can the black-bellied old attack escape?

University life is destined to be monotonous.Dormitory buildings, cafeterias, teaching buildings, life at [-]:[-] a.m. and [-]st line every day, except that you can use your spare time to fall in love with young boys and girls, and the rest is no different from the hard life of the third year of high school.

But for Yuan Hao, apart from the dormitory building and the teaching building, which are places he must visit every day, there is no need to set foot in the cafeteria. After all, Si Cheng, a little meal boy, delivers meals to him every day, so he can save more time in the cafeteria. Stock trading in the dormitory, or going to some small shops in the center of Qingdao to discuss their own cooperation plans.

From this point of view, Yuan Hao is naturally busier than everyone else. He is so busy that he has no time to go to the mall, and he has no time to realize that the summer clothes he brought are no longer suitable for the cold autumn wind.

"Ah sneeze!"

A sneeze spewed out a lot of saliva contaminated with cold germs from his mouth. When these saliva stars drew a perfect arc in the air, the germs also broke away from the liquid and permeated the air, waiting for Yuan Hao to inhale again .

"You have a cold, can I get you some cold medicine?"

Si Cheng's voice came from the bathroom, and the echo created by the small room strengthened his originally clear voice.

"What good medicine can you take out in the toilet, you can't give me the rake you made?!"

Yuan Hao took out two tissues from the tissue box and wiped the liquid that was continuously flowing from the nasal cavity.

"Uh... dormitory, I'll go to the dormitory and get it for you when I'm done."

"It's over? I'll wipe it! I didn't see that you have a strong taste, and you don't even miss your own rake!"

Yuan Hao took a deep breath, the air that quickly entered the nasal cavity broke through the sticky mucous membrane, providing a smooth passage for the air.

"Forget it, I won't tell you, I'll come out right away."

Si Cheng, who was sitting on the toilet, was about to get up, and when he stretched out his hand to the cardboard box fixed on the wall, he discovered a tricky secret.

“The toilet is out of paper?!”

Si Cheng shouted in surprise.

"I'm sure! Every day you come to me two or three times to get a tuba, and you don't bring any paper. No matter how much paper you have, you will use it up!"

Yuan Hao was dissatisfied.

"Help me! I don't want to be sitting in a stinking cabin!"

Si Cheng couldn't let his two nostrils come into direct contact with the fumes in the room, so he could only hold quick hand soap in front of his nose and live by the filtered scent.

"Anyway, you are responsible for the smell, so just stay in it."

The fingertips have never left the computer keyboard. Although I am ill, the rapid tapping sound of "click" is still as fast as usual.

"After I was smoked to death by my own rake, no one will buy you food!"

"Call and order takeaway. Don't try to blackmail me with this."

Yuan Hao replied like a spider spinning silk, his eyes always stayed on the computer screen.But for some reason, even though I was sitting under the quilt, I still felt cold, and my head felt as heavy as lead.

"Help! Help!!"

Si Cheng, who was trapped in the bathroom, growled non-stop in a crying voice.

"I don't want to be smoked to death! I don't want to! How can I be smoked to death like this before I'm married and haven't enjoyed the fun of love!"

Yuan Hao, who already had a headache, could no longer resist Si Cheng's eardrum attack.

"shut up!"

Sure enough, Si Cheng was really quiet after the yell, and just sat quietly on the toilet in the bathroom "waiting to die".

After all, the two had been friends for more than a month, and the little fanboy Si Cheng was also in Yuan Hao's heart, so why would Yuan Hao let the little fanboy die in the bathroom?

The moment Yuan Hao lifted the quilt, the cold air in the room hit those unprotected legs.Yuan Hao, who was afraid of the cold, had goosebumps on his legs.

When both feet touched the cold flip-flops, all the cold air from the ground also invaded Yuan Hao's soles. Yuan Hao stood up with difficulty and walked to the bathroom with a napkin box.The heavy brain slowed down his originally fast pace, and also affected his balance, causing him to walk left and right.

After opening the bathroom door and putting the paper box on the sink, he was about to turn around and leave, but he caught a glimpse of Si Cheng's movements and stopped, looking at Si Cheng who was sitting on the toilet and said.

"Your taste is not a little bit strong! Even my soap is not spared."

"I'm afraid of being smoked to death!"

Si Cheng took the paper box and took out the tissues one by one from inside.

"Does it stink?"

Yuan Hao stuck his head into the bathroom and took a deep breath.

"I can't smell it anyway."

Yuan Hao frowned at Si Cheng.

"Can you go out...I..."

Si Cheng looked at Yuan Hao embarrassedly and said.

"Cut! It's like I've never seen it before!"

Yuan Hao stretched his lower body forward and said.Through the beach pants, the big lump looks really big.

Even when he was sick, Yuan Hao's true nature was still clearly displayed...

"Okay, okay! You are old! Can you go now?"

Si Cheng held the neatly folded tissues and applauded.

Yuan Hao turned around and left without saying anything else. It wasn't that Si Cheng's words had any effect, but because he had too much flesh exposed to the air. After standing for so long, the flesh all over his body had already protested. Layers and layers of goosebumps…

"You seem to have a fever..."

Seeing Yuan Hao lying limp on the bed and tightly wrapped in a blanket, Si Cheng put his wet hand on Yuan Hao's forehead and said.

"Take your hand away! I'm going to freeze to death!"

"You can't stop swearing? You're still so angry when you're sick."

Si Cheng helped him tuck in the quilt and said.

"Usually when I get sick, she encourages me, infects my heart with her tears, drives away my illness with her cry..."

A thin layer of tears gathered in Yuan Hao's eyes.

"Yeah? I can't see that you are still so literary~ who is that girl?"

Si Cheng sat by the bed and said.

"I have a picture of her on my laptop, and she made a video just for me, you hear? 'Specially' for me!"

Yuan Hao raised his head at the laptop computer that was placed aside as a signal, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised his voice incessantly.

"where?"

Si Cheng took the computer and swiped the mouse on the computer with his fingers.

"In 'My Computer', drive D, I created a folder specially for her."

"Computer...D drive..."

Si Cheng said to himself.

"I'm going! You're cheating on me!"

Seeing the mark on the pale yellow folder, Si Cheng almost lost his breath.

The words "Sora Aoi" were exposed nakedly in Si Cheng's pure eyes.

"Did you see? She is my goddess! It would be nice to see her when you are sick and [the author cannot write]!"

Yuan Hao continued to taint Si Cheng's pure little heart with savage words.

"Uh... I'd better go back to the house and get you medicine..."

After speaking, Si Cheng closed the notebook and put it on the bedside table, got up and left Yuan Hao's room.

"Haha! Cough...cough cough!"

At this moment, only Yuan Hao's wretched laughter echoed in the room, as well as the sound of breathless coughing...

"Who has seen the cold medicine?"

Si Cheng kept flipping through the boxes while talking to other people in the dormitory.

If the four-person dormitory is a mental hospital, then the other three are all depressed, and only Si Cheng can be considered manic.

Among the other three people in the dormitory, one was always reading manga. Every night when he was woken up by a nightmare, he would pull out a manga from the quilt in a daze, and then silently turned on the bedside lamp to watch carefully.

There is another one who is a real "IT man" and can be regarded as a real "kicked man". Life is always a well-written formula, dormitory, toilet, classroom.Instead, he clings to the old and disfigured laptop computer 24 hours a day, and the lens behind the bottom of the ink bottle can't radiate his direct vision to the screen.Sometimes in order to protect the special power supply of that old antique, he can even go all out with Qin Jie and endure Qin Jie's "death without shadow foot".

Qin Jie was the most abnormal of the three. During the military training period, he began to secretly investigate the "Goddess"'s mobile phone number, and then began a medical history that lasted for more than a month and might not end...every day Looking at the phone and giggling, he even acted coquettishly on the bed like a teenage girl, but occasionally he would get back to normal, for example, when he saw Si Cheng going to the bathroom, he would immediately rush into the toilet with his phone and occupy the toilet.

When they heard Si Cheng's question, all three of them spoke in unison and replied like a terminally ill half-dead man.

"No…"

"It's strange, it's obviously in a box."

Si Cheng flipped through some small boxes on the table where things could be placed, stationery boxes, schoolbags, and even his color contact lens case could not escape his clutches.

"Does any of you have cold medicine?"

Si Cheng said to the three psychopaths.

"No…"

The three of them still had the same lifeless tone as before.

"Forget it, I'll go buy it again."

With that said, Si Cheng opened the closet and took out a few thick clothes and carried them to Yuan Hao's room next door, along with his only bed of cups.

The thick quilt and clothes completely obscured Si Cheng's sight, and he even walked like a blind person, first stretching out one foot to explore the way in front of him bit by bit.The distance between the two dormitory doors is only 5 meters, and Si Cheng struggled to "move" as if he was participating in the Paralympics.

"Cover me with my quilt first, and I'll buy you some medicine."

As soon as he entered the door, the image of Si Cheng as a disabled person appeared in front of Yuan Hao's eyes.

"Damn it! Are you going to move it to me? Did you get my consent!"

Yuan Hao's thumb that swipe the phone screen froze in mid-air.

"No! Don't you have a thick quilt? Just cover me first... ah!"

Before he got to the bed and finished speaking, he stepped on Yuan Hao's flip-flops. The slippers with water on the soles were as slippery as watermelon skin. Si Cheng suddenly lost his focus. fall injury.

"I wipe!"

Yuan Hao was firmly pressed down by the flying horizontal "being", and his stomach, which was originally suffering from illness, also suffered a heavy blow.

The strong impact made Yuan Hao sit up reflexively. If his eyes were not blocked by the eye sockets, he might have been aroused by the intense pain.

"Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, I fell on the bed and was not injured."

Si Cheng struggled to stand up, patted the dust on his body and said.

"You fell on me! You will be a ghost if you get hurt!"

Yuan Hao said while clutching his stomach that had been hit hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to buy medicine for you now."

With that said, Si Cheng got up and prepared to leave.

"Come back! What's the matter with this dress?"

Yuan Hao picked up a coat from above the cup and asked.

"You don't have thick clothes, you should wear mine first."

Si Cheng picked up other clothes and explained to Yuan Hao how to wear his own clothes like a shopping guide.

"This one is thicker and more elastic. Although you are bigger than me, you won't feel tight when you wear it, and it won't lose its shape~ These pants may be a bit short, but you can wear them as cropped pants..."

Yuan Hao picked up the pair of trousers, brought them up to his nose and sniffed them.

"It's quite clean after washing, but it still smells like washing powder."

"That's necessary! Of course a person must learn to take care of himself outside."

Si Cheng stretched out the quilt and covered Yuan Hao on the thin blanket, carefully tucking the corners of the quilt.

"Well~ From now on, I will hand over all my clothes to you for washing, and I send them to the laundry room to be sucked every day, and they are still not clean."

Seeing how Si Cheng cared about him, Yuan Hao turned into a master in a second, leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, and gave instructions in a soft voice.

"No, you have to wash yourself."

Si Cheng continued to arrange the corners of the quilt, looking down from above, Yuan Hao looked like a ball of wrapped rice dumplings.

"Yeah? Didn't listen to what I said? Is it itchy again?"

Yuan Hao pushed Si Cheng down on the bed, and veins protruded from his right hand pinched on the back of Si Cheng's neck.

"I won't wash it! Just pinch it! No one will buy you medicine after I die! Then you will die of illness in this room and no one will collect your body!"

Si Cheng struggled desperately, but he was not as strong as Yuan Hao, so he could only fall under his clutches.

"Having a temper? Small punishment is useless, do I want to show you some color?!"

Although he was sick, molesting Cheese Cheng didn't look like he was sick at all, he even forgot about the headache when he got excited.

As he said that, Yuan Hao raised his leg to push Si Cheng's upper body up, grabbed his shoulder with his left hand, and grabbed his belt with his right hand. After a set of coherent movements, Si Cheng fell firmly on the ground of Yuan Hao. On the hard "mattress", there was a muffled "boom".

"I'm going! It hurts!"

Si Cheng desperately reached out to rub his back that fell on the bed, but under the control of Yuan Hao's claws, he could only resist powerlessly like an ant.

"Boy? Do you dare not listen to brother now?"

Yuan Hao whispered in Si Cheng's ear.

"I said I won't wash it if I don't wash it! You beat it! I won't wash it even if you beat me to death!"

Si Cheng stubbornly resisted.

"Xiao Chengcheng, just be obedient~ For the sake of us both sharing the same bed~"

Yuan Hao once again changed into "Miss" in a second, pretending to be coquettish, stroking Si Cheng's tight skin on the back of his neck.

"Who is sleeping with you! Let go!"

Seeing that Yuan Hao had relaxed his strength, Si Cheng got up quickly, but Yuan Hao had practiced after all, and the moment Si Cheng stood up, he was pushed down on the bed again.

"Don't eat soft and hard, right! Okay! Then let's waste it like this! Wait until you promise to wash my clothes!"

Saying that, Yuan Hao jumped out of the quilt, sat on Si Cheng's soft buttocks and swayed from side to side.

"Wow~ So soft, so soft, I don't even want to come down~"

To the thin Si Cheng, Yuan Hao's weight was like an old sow who had just finished eating and was pregnant with [-] twins, her buttocks that were being pressed were painful.

"No! No! No!"

Si Cheng still refused to give in, even if he was pressed by Yuan Hao, he still did not change his original intention.

Yuan Hao already had a fever, and now he got out of the slightly warm bed. The room temperature of only ten degrees Celsius continuously stimulated every pore on his body, and the headache also intensified again.In the cold of the room, Yuan Hao finally fell down on the bed. Although he still hadn't passed out, his slightly open eyes had lost their vitality. Both eyelids seemed to be dragged by heavy objects, and he wished to close the windows of his eyes immediately.

"Yuan Hao! Yuan Hao!"

Yuan Hao, who was about to fall into a coma, heard only Si Cheng's shouts, and the saliva he sprayed on his face...