The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

"I'm just... very unhappy."

Wen Song shakes the ice cubes in the coke.The water droplets condensed on the wall of the cup slid down his wrist and into his sleeve, which made him frown uncontrollably, and his voice lowered, even showing discouragement and frustration.

"Thought we were already friends."

In the past, he thought others were boring, and he had never been thrown away without warning like this, without even a polite explanation, as if he didn't deserve to be taken seriously at all.

how come.should not.I can't accept it.

With some unconscious pride, he was unwilling to accept this fact.Even if it's another half a month, or a few months, as long as I think about it, I will be brooding.

"Lan Lan."

Wen Song asked solemnly: "Do you think he is dead?"

"..."

Lan Lan was at a loss for words.

Ah this.

Not to not to be.

"Anyway... If you want friends, tell me earlier, and I'll take you to meet them."

It sounds like most of the elements are angry, but Lan Lan is a little more relaxed, "The logic of the action of such a capricious person cannot be deduced by common sense, and it's good if he can't play. I would like to advise you to ignore him."

"Anyway, his whereabouts are unknown now, and thinking about him will only make me angry."

Lan Lan said, "Next weekend, there is a guy with a lot of money who is stupid and wants to hold a theme party. Come with me. Most of them are rich second-generation students who come to C City to go to school. Maybe there are our high school classmates. I can talk about the old days when I go up."

"Let's talk later."

Wen Song didn't agree, nor did he say no.Putting down the Coke and glanced at the projection, the special effects of sparks splashing dazzled people, "Just for the last time, I will never watch this movie with you again."

"Hey, you said the same thing last time."

Lan Lan didn't stay for long, and asked him if he wanted to go out to play today, but he left in the afternoon after being rejected.

After Wen Song cleaned up the mess, he went to the study to get lucky with his old-age recliner, only to find that there were no flowers here, so he went to the bedroom and living room to get a bottle and put it on the small desk.

It should not be forgotten that in the past this was the place where he stayed the most besides eating and sleeping.But recently, I don't have that kind of worldly desire, I don't even like to read comics, and I rarely come here.Obviously, Qin Tan has already cast a psychological shadow on him.

He added a few drops of perfume to the humidifier, picked out a comic book, and flipped through it absently in the reclining chair. He heard Lan Lan's words, but Qin Qin appeared in front of his eyes.

I think of those high-spirited conversations, those warm and intimate hugs, and those unusually bright eyes—it seems that the whole person is immersed in a state of ignorance and lightness, feeling omniscient and omnipotent .

The light grape fruit fragrance spreads throughout the room, which has not changed for more than ten years, as reassuring as returning to the embrace of childhood.

In the comfortable space that only belongs to him, Wen Song gradually relaxed. For the first time in many days, he felt relieved, and for the first time wished that he was really "friended" by others unilaterally, and no longer entangled in "how could it be?" Shouldn't", even though he was still unwilling, he accepted it willingly.

He would rather believe that Qin Qin's abnormal behavior was just due to his eccentric personality, rather than some "symptom" that was discussed behind his back.

He wished that this was the truth, not what Lan Lan said.

**

Going to class the next day, Zheng Xige asked him if he had time to hang out together in the afternoon.

I was asked out once last week, and it's not good to keep refusing.Anyway, there was no class in the afternoon, so Wen Song agreed and asked him where to play.

Unexpectedly, the other party was very surprised.

【Really? !I thought you were going to reject me again! ! 】

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he was taking the polite words seriously.

[Is it the kind of invitation that I need to decline? 】

[Ah, ah, no, no! !It’s because you are too difficult to make an appointment, I didn’t expect it to be a success and I was a little surprised]

[Do you have a place you want to go?You can do it anywhere, even if you don’t leave school and go to the library for self-study, I just don’t want to be too boring in the dormitory]

Wen Song didn't have the energy to run around and play around, so he thought for a while and asked him:

【Can you swim?I want to go swimming]

The school's indoor pool is still open.When the autumn wind blows, the atmosphere plummets, and fewer people come to swim.Because it is open to the outside world, half of the parents bring their children to play in the water. The children's voice is clear and clear, and the echo in the venue gives people the illusion that it is still lively.

To swim is to swim.After warming up, Wen Song jumped into the swimming pool without saying a word of nonsense.

His freestyle swimming posture is very beautiful, tossing and turning in the water like a little dolphin.Zheng Xige looked at it and felt that he was more flexible in the water than on land.

It's just that my physical strength is not good enough, so I need to rest for a while after swimming back and forth.Didn't even go ashore while resting.

"What drink?" Zheng Xige asked him.

Wen Song said, "Mineral water will do."

Zheng Xige went to buy it outside the locker room.

He and other friends have also been to the swimming pool, they are all boys, and they have to get a little bit of attention to see the beautiful women, and this is the first time they have seen such a real swim from beginning to end.

He felt that Wen Song had something on his mind, and wanted to chat a few words during the break, but he chose the wrong starting point when he opened his mouth, "Haven't you played with Senior Brother Qin recently?"

"..."

It was also the first time that Wen Song felt that mineral water would choke people, so he said after a while, "He is busy with his own affairs. We haven't been in touch recently."

"Is that so... It seems like he hasn't come to school for a long time." Zheng Xige said, "Last time you said that you two have a good relationship, I thought you would know how he was doing."

The last time was when he helped Wen Song put on contact lenses in the morning class.When Qin Tan left the classroom, he was in the front row, and he sent Wen Song a Wechat message to ask, "Are you familiar with Qin Tan?"

Wen Song's original words were: "It's okay, we often hang out together, we get along very well."

At that time, he was still in the hallucination of having a heated fight with Qin Qin.Wen Song thought.As a result, I was taught to be a man by reality that night.

"Actually, we went to the same high school. He was one year older than me... He was originally two years older, but he took a year off from school because of illness in the middle of his freshman year. When he comes back to school, he will be in the same class as my brother."

Zheng Xige said unexpectedly.

Wen Song obviously didn't think that he could hear Qin Qin's high school events from him, and his attention was clearly focused, "Then did you see him in high school?"

"Meet him face to face once, but hear about him often. He's famous."

"Then why did you meet?"

"He got into a fight with my brother. I met him in the hospital when I went to see my brother."

Zheng Xige's tone was complicated, "He made a garland of chrysanthemums and gave it to my brother. Good guy, there are white ones and yellow ones."

"..."

If there was ever a moment in the past fortnight where you couldn't help laughing, it's now.

Wen Song felt that it was not polite, so he tried his best to tense up.But Zheng Xige took it very seriously, "You can laugh if you want to. In fact, you deserve it. My brother is an uneducated school bully, the kind who bullies his classmates in the toilet. When I was in high school, I didn't have the face to let people know that we are relatives." brother."

Then Qin Qin shouldn't be picked.Qin Tan didn't look easy to bully at all.

Wen Song imagined a drama in which the school bully finds faults and gets cut, and he was inexplicably excited. After thinking about it, he asked, "He took a year off from high school, is it a serious illness?"

"You don't know?" Zheng Xige was slightly surprised. "Aren't there rumors a few days ago, haven't you heard?"

Wen Song's heart sank, and his smile disappeared, "I thought it was just a rumor."

"Some parts are out of shape after being passed on, but there are also facts."

Zheng Xige sighed, "He dropped out of school because of that illness, is it called depression or bipolar disorder, and some people say it's bipolar... I don't really understand it. It's quite troublesome anyway."

He had a feeling that after he finished this sentence, Wen Song's mind was not here at all.Reluctantly swam two back and forth and said that I felt tired and wanted to go back early to rest.

Zheng Xige noticed that Qin Tan was related to this emotional change, and he didn't know how to comfort him. On the way back to the dormitory, he came across a small supermarket and stopped to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Wen Song didn't buy anything, watching him skillfully pull off the plastic seal and took out the lighter.

All of them are veterans.

"Don't think too much, it's someone else's business after all, we're not sick, we can listen to it, there's no need to get involved."

He lit a cigarette and held it under his fingertips, a thin one.Breathing out the smoke, he said in a teasing tone, "Besides, how many of the young people who surf the Internet now don't suffer from depression or anything? Change the name of the Internet to fluoxetine, and share a piece of sad literature in the middle of the night... "

The ridicule stopped abruptly.Noticing Wen Song's expression, he immediately apologized, "I just wanted to make a joke."

Not funny this time.

"I know." Wen Song didn't say much, and changed the subject, "Can you give me one of your cigarettes?"

"Want to try?"

Zheng Xige was overjoyed, and not only gave it to him, but also kindly ordered it for him.You can tell from the way he holds the cigarette that he has never touched it.

Wen Song didn't like the smell of cigarettes very much, but suddenly he took a breath, sucked it into his mouth, and coughed for a while, tears were about to come out, and he disliked it casually, "It's so bad."

Zheng Xige laughed loudly, "Try two more and you will get used to it."

Why try again to get used to the taste that you hate once you try it once.

Wen Song didn't quite understand, he looked at the cigarette in his hand and hesitated to take another sip, when a vague figure suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision.

It's an ordinary second.In the evening, there were people coming and going on the school road, chatting and laughing one after another.They are walking on a lively road, passing by different people every second.

The previous excitement seemed like a meaningless background.I don't know what kind of intuition was driving him, but at this second, Wen Song turned his head.

His expression suddenly became anxious, even flustered, and he frantically stuffed the cigarette into Zheng Xige, "I suddenly remembered something... You should go back first, see you in class!"

Zheng Xige caught his cigarette in a thrilling manner, and was almost burned by the cigarette end, "Hey..."

Can't wait to hear a goodbye, he's already gone.The sports bag with the bath towel and swimsuit bouncing on the back makes people want to laugh.

I don't know what to do in such a hurry.

Zheng Xige looked down at the cigarette in his hand, the cigarette holder was slightly wet with slight teeth marks.Tooth marks as if choked in revenge.

He looked at it for a while, and bit it into his mouth in a strange way.