weird

Zhuang Yan has a slight obsession with cleanliness, but he doesn't recognize the bed, and he doesn't pick a bed. He has a young master's temper, but he is not delicate, and he is surprisingly able to endure hardships.

When I was ten years old, I climbed Tianmen Mountain with my classmates from Zhuangyuan Police Academy. After getting off the cableway, I just walked.When it was hot, he followed a group of police cadets and unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured it down from his head in a smart way.

At night, a group of people looked for excitement, found a flat place in the wild and set up a tent to sleep. Lying in the sleeping bag, the nose was full of the astringent smell of mud and grass. When I woke up the next morning, my whole body was covered in mosquito bites, and they smacked their bodies casually. Wipe something to relieve the itching, and the body smells like Liushen all day long, and I am happy like a fool.

But this night was a bit different, he was lying on Chu Chen's bed, his nose was full of a faint and indescribable smell, a bit like lemon, but it didn't smell like it, but it smelled good.

He fell into a deep sleep in the question that he didn't want to delve into the answer, but even his dream smelled like this.

The dream was intermittent, but it seemed uninterrupted. He knew that he was asleep and that he was dreaming, but in his dim consciousness, he couldn't remember what the dream was in the last second almost in the next second.

He tossed and turned, counting how many times he turned over and how many positions he changed. He heard the bed creaking softly with his movements, and there was a faint whimper of dissatisfaction coming from the opposite side, but it seemed that he was in a trance. Consciousness, the eyes have not been opened.

I fell asleep after this difficult sleep, but it seemed like I didn't sleep.When Zhuang Yan struggled out of a fantasy dream that seemed to never end, there was faint whiteness outside the window.

He was still half conscious in a dream, not fully awake, pinched the bridge of his nose, half opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

Chu Chen had been awake for a while, he took off his pajamas and pajama pants, changed into school pants, and was about to cross Zhuang Yan to get the T-shirt beside the bed when Zhuang Yan woke up.

"It's time to get up." He lowered his eyes lightly and looked at Zhuang Yan, took the clothes with one hand, and patted the forearm of the person on the bed with the other.

Chu Chen's palm was hot, probably because he just got out of bed and touched Zhuang Yan's slightly cold forearm, and the feeling was especially obvious at that moment.Majestic shrank his arms unconsciously.

When Chu Chen leaned over to pick up the clothes, the heads of the two were very close for about two seconds.The indescribable smell of solemnity on his body, in those two seconds, mixed with the smell on the pillow, made the solemn solemnity who was not fully awake at all dizzy, and then he found himself unable to move.

Teenage boys always have some dark secrets about waking up in the morning.In fact, it is not a secret, but as long as it happens, it will be inexplicably embarrassing.

He didn't dare to look at Chu Chen, and grabbed the corner of the quilt curled up with one hand and covered it between his legs. Under the light of the sky, Zhuang Yan discovered that Chu Chen's quilt was actually white with small florals on it, and the small florals were all over it. The whole quilt is still very girly pink.

God damn girl fans.

Zhuang Yan complained secretly, raised his head and asked, "What time is it?"

Chu Chen put on the T-shirt, took out the hung coat from the closet, and looked at the small alarm clock on the table, "Twelve past six."

"Oh..." Zhuang Yan watched him find a basin under the bed, and then went into the bathroom, before letting out a long breath.

He lifted the quilt and looked at the lower body that was still active. He really didn't understand why it happened all of a sudden, but he couldn't help it. It had already happened. He could only force himself to calm down, humming in his heart that unity is strength.

The other two roommates were still sleeping, and one of them was snoring loudly. Occasionally, there was a small and brief sound of running water in the bathroom. It was estimated that Chu Chen had started to wash his face.

Yan Yan closed his eyes, the smell of lemon on the pillow was still lingering in his nostrils, which disturbed him, and instead of lowering the flag, it rose even higher.

"Fuck you wild boar ancestor of the Atlantic Ocean!" He gritted his teeth and punched the edge of the bed with a fist, deeply feeling that if he smelled this smell again, he would be able to die here today.Helpless, he tore his pants, climbed out of bed in embarrassment, ran to the balcony, and blew a good burst of cold wind with a pair of underwear hanging in the air over there.

Since it took some time to lower the flag, it was already 10 minutes after Zhuang Yan finished cleaning up, when Chu Chen left early.

Zhuang Yan folded the used disposable toothbrush and towel together, and was about to throw it outside. Before he touched the door of the bathroom, he was knocked loudly, accompanied by a vicious yell: "Have you cleaned up, dead orphans, let's all go in How long has it been, don't really die inside! Come out!"

"Hey! Chu Chen!" Seeing that there was no movement inside the door, the voice continued to shout: "You are pretending to be dead, come out to me quickly! You are a dead orphan, let it block your eyes, and take up space! -"

Before he finished speaking, the door opened from the inside, and he walked out solemnly and gloomyly.The sudden appearance of a fresh face in the dormitory startled the knocker and took two steps back.

"Who orphan are you calling?" Zhuang Yan's face was gloomy, he narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them sharply.

The boy was only wearing a pair of big underpants, subconsciously made a defensive posture that made him look funny, he looked up and down for a long time, and then said: "Are you a class of Zhuang Yan?"

"Let me ask you, who do you say is an orphan?" Zhuang Yan ignored him and asked repeatedly, with a more serious tone than before.

"Sorry, I thought it was my roommate inside." The boy rubbed his head, as if to show weakness.

"I'm asking you who is the orphan, you idiot!" Zhuang Yan smashed the toothbrush and towel that he was about to throw on his face.

"Fuck you!" The idiot tilted his head, and the place where he was hit turned red in an instant. After he realized it, he rushed forward with his fists, and was kicked away by Zhuang Yan.

"You don't have a mother? You're a bitch and fuck around," Zhuang Yan pointed at him, and patted his cheek with two fingers together: "Don't you know that Chu Chen is in the same class as me, huh?"

The movement of the two of them woke up another roommate who was sleeping soundly. The chicken coop head crawled on the head of the bed with a dazed expression on his face, and a towel was thrown in front of him. down.

"You're fucking sick!" Jiwotou uttered a swear word out of nowhere, and immediately retracted his head when he saw the solemnity of the person standing underneath.

"Don't f*cking shrink your oily pig's head, who do you want to get tired of? Listen clearly, whoever dares to trouble Chu Chen in the future, I will trouble anyone." Zhuang Yan said: "Whoever provokes him, I will punch you The kind that beats someone into an orphan with one punch, the kind that dies."

Feeling a little hot after talking harshly, Zhuang Yan unzipped his school uniform, blowing the draft from the aisle, and left.

Although I knew Chu Chen's general situation in school for a long time, and I also knew Chu Chen's experience of wind and cloud that had been compiled into more than ten versions, but now I personally experienced the overt and secret malice of the people around me. Some are uncomfortable.

It is estimated that Chu Chen suffers every day.

Thinking of this, he couldn't figure it out again. He obviously didn't blink his eyes when the hooker broke his arm. These two mouth gun kings are nothing but silently endured until now. They are sick and pretend to be weak.

When Zhuang Yan entered the class with a dark face, it was almost the end of morning reading.This section is purely based on self-conscious morning reading and there is no teacher. There are people sleeping, chatting, and running around with books in the class, but there are few people who read books seriously, and Chu Chen is one of them.

Majestic felt a little magical.Of course, he did not deny that there are studious students in ordinary middle schools, just like there are still poor students in provincial key schools. However, putting this studiousness on Chu Chen is too unsuitable no matter how you think about it.

This Chu Chen didn't look like a traditional good student, and he was also good at fighting.But the reality is that Zhuang Yan casts his gaze at his front desk countless times every day, and finds that he is either reading a book or writing a topic at the front desk, very serious.

After solving a math problem that had troubled him for a long time, Chu Chen put down his pen to relax, but when he looked up, he saw Zhuang Yan bent over sideways, with his hands behind his back, eyes level with him, looking straight at him with a smile.

"What to write?" Zhuang Yan asked him while maintaining his posture.

Chu Chen didn't want to speak, and shook the draft paper between his fingers.

"It's so easy to learn." Zhuang Yan smacked his lips.

"Dinner together at noon?" He asked again.

Chu Chen paused for arranging the books, glanced at him before saying, "We'll talk about it later."

"You and that..." Zhuang Yan pointed to the girl across the aisle, "What song are you two singing in the middle of the night?"

Chu Chen stopped talking.

"Tsk, it can't be Xiao Huangge, right?" Zhuang Yan Gu guessed for himself, causing Chu Chen's deskmate couldn't help but look at him.

"18 banned songs?"

"Shut up." The veins on Chu Chen's forehead were almost stretched out.

Zhuang Yan: "You will die if you say it?"

Chu Chen: "Are we familiar, you know everything?"

Zhuang Yan made a "tsk" sound, straightened his back, "I've already slept on your bed, aren't you familiar enough?"

As soon as these words fell, Zhuang Yan was so shocked to see Chu Chen's tablemate that he dropped his cell phone.

Chu Chen was even more shocked, and his face turned green visible to the naked eye.