give me a hug

Liang Suinian went out for dinner with his friends who played ball together.

When I came back, I saw Li Tang and Shen Xuehao sitting shoulder to shoulder, yelling at the computer, Shen Xuehao's eardrums were about to explode, so he simply threw the mouse to him, covering his ears and feeling hopeless.

"What are you doing? I heard you screaming when I was downstairs."

He glanced at the room casually, but he didn't see the pretty little clean freak figure, wondering if he was still in the studio and didn't come back.

Li Tang was in a hurry, and took time out of his busy schedule to return to him: "Brother Liang, why do you speak exactly like my high school class teacher?"

Liang Suinian: "Why not just like your father?"

"..." Li Tang clicked the left mouse button vigorously: "All men who want to be other people's fathers are gays!"

This statement is new.

Liang Suinian didn't think of a rebuttal for the time being, so he raised his eyebrows, went back to his seat, took a cup and poured water.

"Woc got it! I'm so awesome!"

Li Tang let out a long cry, and was slapped on the back of the head by Shen Xuehao who finally couldn't bear it anymore: "It's so noisy, go back to your seat."

"Okay, okay, I'm quiet, I'll leave after I pay, hehe."

"What are you grabbing?"

Liang Su Nian held the cup and stood behind the two of them like an old man, bent down and took a closer look: "TY's shoes?"

"Yeah, the limited edition just released, the color matching is perfect, and there are countless girls who wear it absolutely, and you can go to the sky immediately."

A typical contemporary college student who has been poisoned by capitalism's tricks of misappropriating money, giving money is so positive and full of vitality.

"You are stupid when you are a girl, you don't look at your face and your feet?" Shen Xuehao rolled his eyes to the sky first: "If Lao Liang said this, I would believe it."

"Don't dampen my enthusiasm, or I'll cry for you every minute, believe it or not."

Satisfied, Li Tang paid the money, and turned to Liang Suinian, "Brother Liang, I remember how many pairs of shoes of this brand you have, right? Are you going to rush this time?"

"I didn't pay attention to the activity time." Liang Suinian drank his saliva slowly.

"That's okay, there will be another show next week." Li Tang comforted him: "Limited to [-] pairs, only [-] pairs will be sold tonight, you have a great chance."

"Well, let's talk about it."

Liang Suinian was not too impressed with the style this time, and did not have Li Tang's frenzied urge to spend money.

After watching the excitement, he turned around and was about to go back to his seat, when the balcony door was pulled open, he lowered his eyelids, and met Xie Jiaran's gaze.

The moonlight is good tonight, the boy came in from the outside, his eyes seemed to be stained with moonlight, cool and beautiful.

It turned out to be back.

Liang Suinian habitually raised the corner of his mouth to say good evening, but the other party seemed to be scalded by something, and quickly looked away as if to avoid it.

The lowered eyes passed by him quickly, the corners of the mouth were drawn straight, and the expression was cold.

Liang Suinian raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and his elbow was gently bent by Li Tang who was passing by.

"Hey, are you disgusted?"

Li Tang said in a low voice: "Hurry up and take a bath, brother, or we will be thrown into the list of sloppy kings by our 'little princess' from 305."

Liang Suinian clicked his tongue, trying to justify himself: "Pay attention to your wording, I have already washed it after playing."

Li Tang glanced back and said in a low voice, "Xie Jiaran didn't see it again, I wondered if he only saw you sweating profusely on the court, right?"

Liang Suinian thought about it

...seems to be the case.

Well, that's fine too.

He put down the water glass and opened the wardrobe.

In order for the "little princess" to have a good night's sleep tonight, he should wash it again.

Xie Jiaran didn't know that she was labeled as disgusted from inside to outside by running away from the desert, and she didn't know what to do when she sat down, her mind was in a mess, and she could only stare at the page of the application form for dormitory change on the table in a daze.

It was the only fruit of his labor after staying in the studio all night.

Hey~

When the news came in, Xie Jiaran lowered his head and turned on the phone:

Lin Shan:【/Picture】

Lin Shan: [Beauty is not to be missed!Since you ran too fast in the afternoon and missed too much, I specially got the photo for you, so come and accept my male god's handsome face crit! 】

Xie Jiaran returned the emoji of a kitten lying on the ground, and then clicked on the big picture.

It is a photo of the basketball court in the afternoon. From the shooting angle, it can be seen that the photographer should be standing in the front row on the edge of the court.

The picture is very messy and unfocused. Apart from the referees and a few players in the picture, there is also a large crowd of onlookers, making it hard to figure out who the male god Lin Shan is talking about.

Xie Jiaran couldn't guess and didn't have the heart to guess, because when the picture was enlarged for the first time, he saw Liang Sunian standing on the left side of the picture.

Holding a half-empty bottle of mineral water in his left hand, he lowered his head slightly, and lifted the hem of his clothes with his right hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Half of the sharp-edged face is covered, and a part of the waist is exposed below, with obvious abdominal muscles.

It was a scene of a quick glimpse in the afternoon.

He spent the whole night trying to clear this scene from his mind, but unexpectedly, it was impossible to guard against it, and he was presented in front of him again in this way.

Xie Jiaran clenched her lower lip subconsciously, her brain anxiously ordered not to drop the picture immediately, but her eyes and hands didn't listen.

The fingers kept curling up and down, and the fingertips stuck into the palm again and again, eager to grab something, but unfortunately, the hands were empty and could not hold anything.

Same mood as he is now.

Until footsteps sounded behind him.

Xie Jiaran woke up like a dream, and snapped the phone screen down on the table.

Li Tang, who didn't do anything but wanted to pour some water, was caught off guard and was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the water glass.

Silly on the spot, looking at Xie Jiaran, who was still quiet just now, suddenly stood up with a dazed expression, frowned, climbed onto the bed and pulled the mosquito net neatly.

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't wait to separate himself from them.

"..."

Xiao Li is so innocent and at a loss.

He looked down at himself uncertainly, then picked up his collar and sniffed carefully.

It doesn't smell bad even after taking a shower.

Does he have to wash it again...?

Xie Jiaran pulled the quilt and covered herself completely, the world was dark and everything was quiet.

He could only hear the sound of his restless breathing, the sound of breathing, the sound of breathing, the sound of the bathroom door opening, the sound of footsteps returning to the dormitory from the balcony, the coughing of the back of his hand against his lips, the sound of the hair dryer. Hurrah...

When it was time to turn off the lights, the outside of the quilt was also shrouded in darkness, and it gradually sank into silence.

Xie Jiaran couldn't calm down.

Closed eyes and opened eyes are the same lingering scene.

When he was very sober until there was a slight snoring sound from the opposite bed, he rubbed the back of his hand against the cold and hard wall.

Turning over and looking in the direction of the person diagonally across the shop, pinching his wrist with his fingertips, his eyes were out of focus.

Just as he was about to endure the next cycle with his eyes closed again in pain, there was a sudden movement in the direction he had been staring at.

The person inside turned over and sat up, lifted the mosquito net and got out of bed, so he kept his movements very lightly for fear of waking up his roommate.

He found slippers in the dark and put them on, walked a few steps and opened the door, the moonlight and street lamps squatting outside the balcony couldn't wait to rush at him.

It wasn't until this moment that Xie Jiaran saw that he was not wearing a shirt.

The intersection of light and dark depicts a clear outline, shoulders are wide and waist is narrow, and the muscle lines of the arms and waist are smooth and beautiful.

During the day, only a small portion of the waist and abdomen were stingyly exposed in front of everyone. At this time, it was displayed in front of him without reservation.

Xie Jiaran's mind went blank.

The breathing increased with the strength of the fingertips.

He stood up and sat up, lowered his head and closed his eyes forcefully, the itching suddenly gathered and rose, and the arrogance was about to penetrate the surface of the skin.

Liang Suinian was a bit hot, and he had exercised too much during the day, so his body temperature began to rise not long after taking a bath.

The air in the room was particularly stuffy tonight. He couldn't hold it anymore after squinting for a while, so he decided to go to the balcony to blow some air to cool off, otherwise he might not be able to sleep well tonight.

I poured cold water on my face and arms casually, leaned on the railing and brushed the WeChat group chat records while blowing the air.

It was the group in his former dormitory. A few night owls were still awake, energetically figuring out what tactics to use to beat the opponent in tomorrow's final.

Yes, their competition with the Chinese department is not over yet.

Originally, I just wanted to play a small friendly match to enhance our relationship, but who knew that the fight ended in a draw.

The players on both sides felt that there should be an outcome in the game, but they refused to admit defeat, so they discussed adding an extra game the next day to determine the outcome.

Liang Suinian was hit by Aite several times, and they were all whining and complaining that he shouldn't be merciful today.

As long as he can show seven points of strength, how can those little rookies in the Chinese department have a chance to jump around and ask for an extra match?

[Didn't we agree on a friendly match, so we have to be friendly. 】

Liang Suinian was comfortably blown by the night wind, half-closed his eyes and lazily replied this sentence.

As soon as he appeared, the already lively small group exploded. They all complained about him. He didn't know what it meant to be polite on the surface, and he didn't know what it was to fight openly and secretly for the honor of the department under the guise of friendship.

Liang Suinian felt that what they said made sense.

So after accepting the criticism humbly, and preparing to objectively comment on the garbage tactics they just spent nearly two hours discussing, they were suddenly poked on the back.

Very light, with a coolness different from his temperature.

There is also hesitation and caution that are not difficult to detect.

He turned his head and saw his roommate who had disliked him all night standing behind him, so close that he couldn't take a step that he took every day.

Liang Suinian unconsciously showed surprise in his eyes: "Is there something wrong?"

Thinking of some possibility, he bit his cheek with some toothache.

I've already taken a shower twice today, could it be possible that I'll be caught for a third time when I come out to cool off?

Xie Jiaran withdrew her hand and hung it by her side, looking up at him with faintly wet eyes, light and bright.

Wearing a large and soft white T-shirt, the fabric hangs loosely on the shoulders, making his figure thinner.

Opening his mouth, a few words lingered on the tip of his tongue several times, and he spit out with difficulty:

"Liang Suinian, can you give me a hug?"