The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

A week passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the start of school at Kyoto University.

"Brother Meng, I'm going to school. Can you do it alone? Will it be very hard?" Outside Kyoto University, there were students entering the school with their luggage, and their faces were full of joy.Lin Zhibai was only carrying an army green messenger bag, and Meng Xiangbei next to him was carrying luggage in both hands, including quilts, mats, pillows, etc. Whenever Lin Zhibai wanted to share some, Meng Xiangbei refused.

The business of the breakfast stall is very good, but it is also tiring. I can’t get up before dawn. I am busy washing rice, lighting a fire, cooking porridge, and pushing a small cart to sell in the square. Since a person sells porridge, he has to collect money. , can't be too busy at all.

Lin Zhibai was worried, but Kyoto University needed to live on campus and could only come back on weekends, so he couldn't help much.

Meng Xiangbei paused, staring at Lin Zhibai, his iron eyes became dangerous little by little, and he said meaningfully: "Xiaobai, don't you know that you can't ask a man whether he is okay or not?"

Lin Zhibai, who has always had a pure mind, blinked, but didn't react for a while.

This cute, soft look, if it wasn't for the fact that he was carrying luggage and couldn't move his hands, Meng Xiangbeizhun hugged him and kissed him, and he explained kindly, "Don't you think I can't do it at night? It seems I have to work harder."

The words were so clear, Lin Zhibai immediately came to his senses, Qingjuan's fair face turned red, and he glared at Meng Xiangbei coquettishly, "You know what nonsense you are talking about, so I will ignore you." After finishing speaking, he went straight forward Walk.

Meng Xiangbei looked at the pink color on his white earlobes, smiled, and followed with his long legs, "Why are you so angry, I'm just telling the truth. Don't worry, I'll hire someone to help, Surely it won't tire your lover."

Lin Zhibai was like a kitten with fried hair, staring at his round eyes, "You are shameless, you are playing a hooligan."

Meng Xiangbei hooked his lips and smiled wickedly, without denying it.

Accompanying Lin Zhibai to report all the way, and traveled halfway across Kyoto University to the dormitory.

The dormitory is a room for eight people, which is quite crowded. There is no separate bathroom, and people on the first floor share a bathroom.

However, there are no students who dislike it, and being admitted to Kyoto University is their most dreamed of.

The door of the dormitory was wide open, and four people had already arrived, all preparing beds.

"Hello." Lin Zhibai greeted them with a smile. These days, most people are simple and kind. After Lin Zhibai distributed the so-called hometown specialties to them, several people soon chatted and laughed.

Those special products were brought by Meng Xiangbei from Daohua Village, and he made his own. He told Lin Zhibai in advance to share them with his roommates when he arrived in the dormitory, so as to establish a good relationship.Obviously the effect is good.

Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zhibai were busy cleaning and making the bed, making a small corner of themselves clean.

Meng Xiangbei didn't talk much, and Jun didn't have much expression on his face. He just immersed himself in his work until everything was done.

"Xiaobai, I'm getting better, and I have to take care of myself at school."

"Don't be bullied. If you are wronged, tell me and I will help you get it back."

"You can't read too late at night, don't spoil your beautiful eyes."

"Remember to have enough food. If you lose weight when you come back, I will feel bad." Outside the dormitory, Meng Xiangbei muttered to Lin Zhibai, just like an old father who is worried about his cub living alone outside.

Lin Zhibai twisted the corners of his clothes with both hands, and looked at the man in front of him reluctantly, his eyes gradually moistened. After three years, he and Meng Xiangbei had never been separated. Now that he and Meng Xiangbei had never been separated, Lin Zhibai thought that they would have to be separated for several days before seeing each other again. Reluctant to give up, wishing to open his mouth to tell him not to leave, but Lin Zhibai knew that he could not be willful.

Lin Zhibai nodded, suppressing the choking in his throat, "Well, I will take care of myself, and so will you."

"Okay." Meng Xiangbei stretched out his hand, stroking the boy's soft hair as usual, stepped forward, took advantage of the beauty's sight, gave her a quick hug, and turned to leave.

Until the man's back disappeared, Lin Zhibai collected his emotions and went back to the dormitory.

"Lin Zhibai, is that your brother? Help you carry your luggage and help you make your bed. Not only does it look good, but it's also good for you." A roommate held an enamel cup and poured a cup of hot water to quench his thirst. Lin Zhibai came back and asked curiously.

Several other people also looked over.

Although they are both men, Meng Xiangbei is different. Even though he is dressed similarly, he is tall and has long legs, sharp-edged face, deep eyes, and indifferent temperament, which is mysterious and attractive.

Lin Zhibai was very happy when he heard others praise Meng Xiangbei. He sat on the bed, opened his schoolbag, and took out the books. Before dinner time, he planned to read a book, without raising his head, he said casually: "It's not me. Brother, he is my very good friend." They must be friends, after all, their current relationship cannot be discussed.

"Oh, it's a friend. By the way, is he dating someone?" The roommate carried an enamel cup and walked to Lin Zhibai's bedside, "I have a cousin, and my aunt is showing her a date recently. I I think you are a good friend, you are a good match with my cousin, my cousin is very nice, she is also pretty, she is also a college student, she is studying nursing at the Medical University..."

"He has a date." Before the man finished speaking, Lin Zhibai said first, the fingertips holding the book turned white from the force, he raised his head, emphasized his tone, and repeated, "He has a date, The two have a good relationship."

The roommate's words stopped immediately, with a surprised expression and a bit embarrassed, scratching his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know, but your friend looks so good, he must be a good date, next time I have a chance, I really want to See you."

Lin Zhibai let out a "huh" and fell silent. He lowered his head and flipped through the book, page after page, but he couldn't read a single word. His hair was broken, his eyes were absent-minded, blankly, and a trace of loss flashed across. , and soon disappeared.

Ever since he fell in love with Meng Xiangbei, Lin Zhibai knew that their relationship was doomed to be dark. They couldn't be together openly, let alone introduce their partner shyly and happily to others like other people.

He was regretful and lost, but compared to being together in Meng Xiangbei, everything else seemed less important.

Lin Zhibai is an emotional person, who likes literature, and is a bit more sentimental than others, but he understands that Meng Xiangbei is the most important thing to him.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhibai felt relieved, holding the book and focusing on reading.

In addition to missing Meng Xiangbei, Lin Zhibai's school life is fulfilling. Teachers, cafeteria, dormitory, library, four points and one line, squeeze the time like a sponge, and strive to acquire knowledge.

In addition, he also wrote articles, which was suggested by Meng Xiangbei.

If the article can be published in a newspaper or a weekly magazine, there will be a manuscript fee. Lin Zhibai also wants to make money, and he does not want to work so hard for Meng Xiangbei.

However, an unexpected person reappeared in Lin Zhibai's life.

Su Song looked at Kyoto University, and saw the word "Lin Zhibai" in the list of new students, his pupils paused for a moment. Is it the Lin Zhibai he was thinking of?

The young man's clear and picturesque eyebrows and soft and docile personality instantly brightened Su Song's eyes and made him faintly excited.

More than half a year ago, he got married. With the help of his Yue family, he learned that he would teach at Kyoto University. Now, it is the first year. He never thought that Zhibai would come to study at Kyoto University. Could this be the fate between him and Zhibai.

The library is full of students eager for knowledge. Lin Zhibai finished reading a book in hand and is holding the book to conceive the content of the novel. He plans to write a short story.He writes every word and every sentence carefully and carefully.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes stretched, calmly, sometimes pondered for a long time, and sometimes wrote like a god.

The slender young man sat upright and upright, like a young white poplar.

Su Song searched for the library, and what he saw indicated this scene.

Someone sat down next to him, and Lin Zhibai, who was immersed in the novel, didn't know it, and even if he noticed it, he ignored it.

There are not many places in the library, but there are many people. Once someone leaves, someone will sit down immediately.