Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Y University is a well-known institution in the country. Although the school was established for a short time and it is a private institution, its faculty and hardware facilities are among the top universities in the country. It attracts many students every year, but because of the high cost stop with tuition fees.

As a result, this school is, in a sense, a gathering place for students from good families and good grades.

He Moran is one of the outstanding ones. He is good-looking, restrained, efficient in doing things, and has good academic performance. Basically, since he entered Y University, he has been a popular figure on the school forum.

Similarly, what everyone observes the most is his love life, although there is nothing to observe, because He Moran has never had a girl or boy around him from his freshman year to his junior year.

He Moran doesn't care much about these things. His social circle is not only the dormitory but also the student union. After entering the university, his friends are only those three roommates. Other friends who are more acquainted are not in this city.

He is also used to the gazes of others every day, so this day is no different to him, and he didn't deliberately feel that the gazes today are different from those in the past.

As usual, he walked into his office after class. He is now the vice chairman of the student union, and will participate in the election of the chairman next month. Recently, he is preparing the PPT for the election.

But this time seems to be a little different from usual.

His desktop was always tidy, but this time there were a bunch of messy photos. He Moran opened it to check, and the most prominent one came into his sight.

After coming out of the office, He Moran clearly heard other people's whispering.

But that's not the most important thing to him.

He Moran pushed open the door of the dormitory, and the three people inside were playing cards, laughing and joking, and greeted He Moran quite familiarly after seeing him.

"What's going on here?" He Moran ignored it, and threw the photo in his hand on the table where the three were playing cards, "Give me an explanation."

Those photos are half-length photos of He Moran.

"I only took a shower in the dormitory, when did you take the picture?" He Moran didn't seem very angry, but the coolness in his words could pierce people's bones.

The hardware facilities of Y University are very good, and the configuration of the dormitory is also high-end. Each dormitory is equipped with a large bathroom. Originally, the photos are easy to explain clearly, but this time it is obviously not so simple.

He Moran just remembered that half a month ago, his three roommates suddenly bought a lot of things and piled them up at the bathroom door, and the day before yesterday, they cleaned them all up.

Coupled with the deliberate shooting angle and some fine P-picture skills, the background in these photos of He Moran is different from the original dormitory.

"What photos? Vice Chairman He, don't want to spout blood," the three boys looked at each other, one of them threw an Ace of Hearts, and said slowly, "Do you have evidence to prove that we took these photos?"

"By the way, I kindly remind you, go to the school forum and have a look," another boy winked and said maliciously, "We never knew that you are such a person."

When He Moran opened the forum, his private photos were overwhelming, and there were some inexplicable rumors. The combination of true and false made He Moran unable to defend himself.

Only his three roommates could prove that those photos were taken in the dormitory, but all three roommates said that they didn't know anything.

A "carnival" against He Moran began.

When He Moran walks on the road, there will always be people pointing at him. Unlike the unconscious malice of children, adults are no longer innocent, and their malice will always be sharper.

The matter came to the head of the school, and He Moran's instructor wholeheartedly testified that his students were definitely not that kind of person, so the school withdrew its decision to expel He Moran, but also temporarily canceled He Moran's position in the student union. Includes eligibility for election to the President of the Student Council.

And this cancellation seems to confirm something from the side, and the people around him are more reckless in pointing He Moran.

He Moran gradually no longer appeared in everyone's field of vision.

And those talks, because no one clarified, gradually became a recognized reality.

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"He Moran?" The boy on the first bed had a hoarse voice and a terrified expression, especially when he saw the gun in He Moran's hand, "Why are you here? What are you doing?"

"I'm here to save you," He Moran twitched his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. He has a reserved personality. The only friends he knew in college were his roommates, but the three roommates betrayed him together. , "Do you believe it?"

"What the hell are you going to do? You can't shoot!" The boy on the fourth bed said hoarsely, "It's against the law for you to do this!"

"Illegal?" He Moran's eyes turned away, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand also turned away, "You are not qualified to tell me about breaking the law, secretly filming, slandering, are you not breaking the law?"

"We were wrong! We were wrong!" The rest of the three-bed boys spoke incoherently, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered? We are wrong, please save us, we are in the same dormitory!"

"I used to think we were in a dormitory."

He Moran knew that what he hated the most was not that competitor, but these three people.

These three people almost made him lose the most basic trust in everyone. When you are a roommate who gets along with you day and night, in the short few years in college, in his world of restrained people, these three people are almost the closest to him. If the person who is in love suddenly turns his head and bites him, no one will think that the world is beautiful.

"why?"

He Moran used to avoid this world, but now he still wants to ask why.

The three boys who were still flamboyant and complacent at the beginning became hesitant when faced with this repeated question after two months.

"Don't say it?" He Moran slowly opened the insurance in front of the three people, "Don't say it, I'm not very interested in knowing."

"1 yuan!" The three-bed boy yelled out in shock, and then, as if he had unloaded something, he showed a depressed smile and buried himself in the quilt again, "Zheng Wen gave us 1 yuan each money."

He Moran sneered, "3 yuan, the seat of the student union chairman is quite expensive."

"We can't help it. At that time—" the boy on the other bed gave a bleak smile, "We all came in on the edge of the score line, and our family conditions were not good. At that time, we all encountered some difficulties, so we There is no way."

"It doesn't need to be so high-sounding, but the truth is, He Moran, this world is unfair." The boy on the fourth bed sat up wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the wall, "Don't you think your life is so smooth that it's annoying? Is it? A superior family background, excellent grades, a well-recognized school grass, and this look that 3 yuan is nothing, He Moran, you deserve to be tricked."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want," Si Bed snorted, as if not afraid of death, and if you looked carefully, you could find that your hands were shaking, "Anyway, I'm about to starve to death."

He Moran squeezed the trigger expressionlessly.

All three of them closed their eyes subconsciously.

But there was no gunfire.

The three opened their eyes, only to see He Moran's indifferent expression, "What a coincidence, there are no bullets."

"You're lucky," He Moran turned around first, "Come out."

"Aren't you going to take revenge?" San Bed shivered for a moment. The slight sound of no bullets at that moment just now made him tremble until now.

"Before I regret it," He Moran took out the bullets from his pocket and put them into the gun one by one, "Run to where there are people."

He Moran was the last to go out, and there were many people hidden in the dormitory. After all, it wasn't long before the end of the world, and they all gathered downstairs, and there were nearly 100 people.

There is a special person responsible for distributing supplies to these people. He Moran passed the group of people without expression, and arrived at the car. Ye Xingze was sitting there, and there was no one else. Ye Xingze lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. After hearing the voice, Looking up, "Are you back? Are you tired? Are you injured?"

Without saying a word, He Moran walked over, squatted down, and buried his face in Ye Xingze's knee.

Ye Xingze was stunned when he saw this, put the things in his hand aside, stroked He Moran's hair with one hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"...Ye Xingze," He Moran's voice was muffled, it sounded a little empty, and seemed a little sticky, "I'm a little sad."

"So wronged." Ye Xingze smiled lightly, and pinched He Moran's earlobe comfortingly, without asking why, just like coaxing a child, "Do you need me to do something?"

"You stay here, don't go," He Moran hugged Ye Xingze's leg, and when he heard Ye Xingze's voice, his eyelashes were wet with tears, "I want a piece of candy."

Ye Xingze responded, and stretched his arms to reach the backpack. There were a lot of plum candies, some fruit candies, and milk candies in it. Ye Xingze picked a green package from it, and unwrapped the candy wrapper, "Look up, ah—"

He Moran raised his head obediently, resting his chin on Ye Xingze's lap, opened his mouth, as if his sense of taste was dull, kept his head in that position, and put his chin on his knee when he spoke, "Why aren't you talking about plum sugar?"

"Because you're sad, I'd rather not eat it for you, so cherish it." Ye Xingze pinched He Moran's nose, "Green apple flavor, is it good?"

"Well," He Moran tilted his head again, and continued to lean on Ye Xingze's knee, "Where's the candy paper?"

"Here, what are you going to do?" Ye Xingze stretched out the crumpled candy wrapper and placed it in front of He Moran's eyes. The green translucent candy wrapper shone through the light, gorgeous and clean.

"There is a box in my bag, you put it in." He Moran's voice was still muffled, probably because of the candy, and the slumped emptiness disappeared.

Ye Xingze obediently went to look through He Moran's bag. It was a small round iron box, which contained the candy Ye Xingze gave him, as well as the candy wrappers that Ye Xingze had eaten. Ye Xingze put the green candy wrappers in his hand, and Cover and tighten.

"What are you doing with the candy wrapper?" Ye Xingze touched He Moran's hair again, whispering softly.

"The candy will disappear once you eat it, but the sweetness of the candy is still there when the candy wrapper is there," He Moran rubbed gently, and Ye Xingze would always give him a comfortable and throbbing feeling, slowly soothing him Wrinkles in my heart, "I will save the sweets you gave me. If the sweets are gone in the future, I will still have the wrappers."

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Failed the postgraduate entrance examination——

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