lure brother deep

Since this week, Zhang Ling has keenly noticed that there is something unusual in the 420 men's dormitory.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what to do, and finally at noon one day when he was eating noodles in the cafeteria of the West District, Zhang Ling couldn't help poking the arm of the person next to him, and asked: "Hey, brother, do you feel the pain in our dormitory? Isn't the weather right? ""

Zhang Ning turned to look at him, motioning him to continue talking.

"For example..." Zhang Ling said solemnly, "When you enter the bedroom door, you will smell some unknown smell..."

"An unknown smell?" Zhang Ning interrupted him, and said lazily, "Isn't it the sour smell of love created by that guy Jiang Feng! You haven't gotten used to it after so long?"

"I'm not talking about Jiang Feng's taste!" Seeing that the elder brother didn't care, Zhang Ning was anxious, and quickly refuted.

The looks of the Zhang brothers belonged to the delicate-featured type. Although the two brothers had the same appearance, but because of their very different personalities, one looked calm and introverted, while the other looked smart and active.

At this time, Zhang Ling's whole face was wrinkled into a bun shape because of his anxiety, he pressed his hands on the table, half stood up and stared at his eyes and shouted: "Brother, I'm telling you something serious, I'm not joking!"

The voice couldn't be controlled at once, and it attracted the students at the next table to look sideways.

When Zhang Ling's brother saw this situation, his temples twitched. He pressed Zhang Ling's shoulder with one hand, pushed him back to his seat, and cursed in a deep voice: "When will you change your irritable temper?" ? You can get anxious while eating!"

Seeing Zhang Ling humming and chirping after scolding, with an unconvinced attitude, he sighed secretly and said, "I'm surprised that you can find something wrong in the dormitory with your nerves!"

Thinking about the meaning of his words, Zhang Ling was startled, and asked suspiciously: "You already knew? Then what's going on?"

"Think in the direction of your second child."

Zhang Ning glanced at him, and said lightly: "Since I came back on Monday, my second child has always greeted people with a smile on his face. He was reprimanded by the teacher for being in a daze a few times in class, and at night he is just like Jiang Feng. Making phone calls and video calls... don't you think it's abnormal?"

"Oh..." Zhang Lingru murmured as if enlightened, "The second child is really weird, he can even giggle smirking while thinking about it boringly, which makes me think that he went home and changed his core." Yep, talking on the phone with Jiang Feng every night, hey, wait, the same as Jiang Feng?"

"Hey, do you think this kid is--in love?" He put forward his own conjecture.

There was a turmoil in Zhang Ning's eyes, but his face was noncommittal. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "Don't guess, you will always know. Let's eat noodles first!"

"I'll just stare at my second child when I go back to the dormitory, and I'll definitely figure it out!" Zhang Ling made up his mind and started eating noodles.

"Water, water!" As soon as he took a sip, Zhang Ling quickly unscrewed the mineral water bottle at hand, took a big sip, wiped the water stains on his mouth, and complained disgustedly: "Hold the grass, there is How much salt did you put in? It's killing me!"

"If you think it's salty, go over there and scoop up a bowl of clear soup!" Zhang Ning drank the soup calmly.

"No way, you can eat this level? This noodle is no longer a level that can be made with water..." Zhang Ling looked at the noodle with disgust, then at him, and said awkwardly:

"It's not as delicious as yours."

Zhang Ning: "..."

This was originally a compliment, and now my stupid younger brother, 800 years, suddenly praised his craftsmanship. Logically speaking, he should be happy, but thinking of another colorful meaning in this sentence, he fell into a bewilderment. of silence.

Chu Qing, who had no idea that the matter between him and Chu An was going to be picked up by his roommate, was standing quietly at the door of the science and technology building.

The hand holding the self-criticism was sweating slightly, whoever will go to hell if I don’t, he thought.

So, he walked in generously, got on the elevator, and finally stopped in front of the counselor's office.

"Knock-knock~"

"Come in!" came a female voice.

Chu Qing opened the door and went in, and saw the office with few people and the counselor sitting at the desk on his right with a fierce look.

"Hello, teacher..." Chu Qing immediately faltered.

"Submitted for review?"

"Um…"

"I heard from Teacher Yang that you missed a day of class?"

"Um…"

"Didn't send a leave slip and didn't explain the reason to the teacher?"

"Um…"

Chu Qing respectfully handed over the self-criticism, and secretly raised her eyes, seeing her counselor's stormy face, she knew something was wrong.

Sure enough, the counselor put the self-criticism book on the table and began to criticize and educate him with righteous indignation.

"Leaving school at will without asking for leave? Where do you put the school rules of the Imperial University?"

"Do you think college is still the same as middle school and high school? You can skip class if you want? Do you know that this is disrespect for your professional teacher?"

"You're all adults, can you think more mature?"

Chu Qing lowered his head and listened to the counselor's teachings honestly.

As a result, the hands on the wristwatch were pointing from twelve o'clock to one o'clock, and the education was not over yet.

Chu Qing is a little bit square.He remembered that their counselors graduated with a master's degree in architecture. They are typical science students, and they train students in a set of ways.

As he thought about it, his thoughts went astray.When talking with his own Xiaoan last night, he noticed that Xiaoan's voice was not right, the texture of sand and gravel was very different from the usual clear and bright tone.

This feeling is like a symptom of a cold...

It's not really a cold, is it?Chu Qing frowned.

Here Chu Qing was concentrating on thinking about Chu An's health, but she didn't see the counselor's face so dark that it was about to drip ink.

"Chu Qing!" The counselor slapped the table and stood up.

The counselor couldn't believe that a student was so daring that he was in a daze while listening to her reasoning!

"Your class is really the most disobedient class I've ever seen!" She said bitterly.

That's not necessarily the case, but he heard that the current freshman students dare to provoke the student union as soon as they start school, and they are more bearish than them.Chu Qing muttered in her heart.

In the end, the teacher became very angry and pointed at the door and asked him to go back and think about his mistakes.

So, Chu Qing followed the teacher's order and rolled smoothly.

After being scolded for a while, Chu Qing didn't feel much about it. On the contrary, his worry about Chu An occupied his mind just now. After absent-mindedly listening to two public building theory classes in the afternoon, he went back to the dormitory to lie down.

At night, when Zhang Ling came back from sweating outside, she saw Chu Qing lying on the table, waiting for her mobile phone like a silly roe deer.

"Second brother, why didn't you go to training? Boss is still looking for you when you came back from there just now?"

"I don't want to go." Chu Qing replied weakly.

This simple and rude reason for absenteeism...

Zhang Ling: "Okay, as long as you are happy." He just waited to find out the truth.

At around nine o'clock, Zhang Ling heard the second child's cell phone ring, and then he saw that the second child immediately changed into a smile, and picked up the phone with a grin.

Look at this reaction, isn't it Jiang Feng's copy?If there is nothing wrong with Nima, he will... just help his brother get water for a week!

Zhang Ling hurriedly set up a flag, then tiptoed to Chu Qing's back with a water glass and a water card, stretched his neck in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the characters in Chu Qing's video.

"What are you doing?" Chu Qing felt the scorching gaze from his roommate as soon as he connected to the video, and couldn't help turning his head to ask.

"It's nothing, I'm going to fetch water, I'm passing by!" Zhang Ling raised the cup and water card in his hand confidently.

"Oh, then you go and pick it up!" Chu Qing mercilessly drove him away.He still has to talk to his little Ann.

Zhang Ling didn't give up, and asked tentatively: "Um, well, who are you videoing with?"

"It's not like you don't know each other!"

"I know?" Zhang Ling was even more surprised.

"Here!" Chu Qing turned the phone screen at an angle and faced him directly.

Then, Zhang Ling met Chu An's face with exquisite features and no trace of blemish.

"..."

The two were silent, and Chu An bowed his eyes first and greeted politely: "Hi, hello."

"...Hello brother Xiaoan!" Zhang Ling replied reflexively, and then the phone was turned back by Chu Qing.

"You... have been calling your brother these days?"

"Of course!" Chu Qing looked at him frankly, with clarity in his eyes.

"..." Zhang Ling's eyes suddenly became complicated.

Zhang Ling knew about Chu An's existence from his second son, the "Brother Dazzling Demon" since the beginning of school, but he really didn't expect that when he returned home, his second son became even more frenzied, and kept in touch with his younger brother every day. It's also really...

"Tch! No energy!" Zhang Ling murmured to himself, walked to Zhang Ning's bed, took his water glass and his own, and left.

Seeing him leave, Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know what Zhang Ling had discovered, but luckily this guy was easy to fool.

He took out his earphones and plugged them into his phone.Then, he looked at Chu An who had been wiping his nose with a tissue for the past few minutes.

"Xiao An, do you have a cold? It looks serious."

"It's okay, brother. It's just a small cold. Drink some medicine and you'll be fine."

Chu An's voice was hoarse, with a strong nasal sound, and because he kept wiping his nose, his nose was a little red, which made Chu Qing feel distressed immediately.

"Then don't study so hard these two days. If you study late, you can apply to the teacher, or don't go to school, go home early, and take a rest after taking the medicine."

Chu Qing babbled, but didn't hear anyone responding, and felt strange, when he looked up, he saw Xiao An looking at him with a smile, his obsidian-like eyes shining slightly.

Chu Qing's ears turned red, "What are you looking at? Did you hear what my brother said clearly?" He put on his brother's airs.

Chu An ignored his tricks, and hurriedly said: "My brother is just like an old lady, so long-winded!"

Chu An tilted his head to look at him, and there seemed to be some ambiguous breath surging in the invisible air.

Under such pressure, Chu Qing had no choice but to stick his neck and say, "I'm doing this for your own good! Take your medicine and rest early so you can get better soon!"

Just as he was speaking earnestly, a voice came in abruptly——

"If you want Xiao An to recover quickly, then don't call me every night!"