52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

Wen Liang followed Qiao Shuo, and the two went up to the fifth floor one after the other, and sat in their old seats, Wen Liang was inside leaning against the window, and Qiao Shuo was beside him.

When Qiao Shuo first sat down, he was actually a little distracted. He kept thinking in his mind: I made Brother Xiong cry, I made Brother Xiong cry...

He scratched his head, flipped through the book, and looked for a pen to look at Wen Liang many times, and even glanced at Wen Liang from the corner of his eye.

Wen Liang has been drawing and writing notes on the English materials with her eyes lowered. She seems to have calmed down, but she is a little tired.

Qiao Shuo couldn't calm down, and didn't finish reading an article for a long time.

Qiao Shuo tapped on his head irritably, took the opportunity to glance at Wen Liang again, and told himself in his heart: Brother Xiong is so serious, what are you doing?

He spread his palms in front of him, moved his hands up when he inhaled, and turned his palms down when he exhaled, as if he was practicing some kind of miraculous skill.

The movement of this sand sculpture played a psychological role in the second grade. Qiao Shuo calmed down, then bowed his head to review.

After studying for more than an hour, Qiao Shuo accumulated a lot of new words and questions. He memorized them all and solved them one by one, and finally there were a few that he didn't understand.

It's time to play the role of roommate, Qiao Shuo thought, straightened up and stretched, then turned to look at Wen Liang.

Miraculously, Wen Liang, who had been working hard all along, was lying on the table with his forehead resting on his folded arms, and fell asleep with his head buried.

Qiao Shuo leaned over and tentatively called him in a low voice, but got no response.

I slept so soundly!Qiao Shuo stretched out his hand and poked Wen Liang's arm lightly, but there was no movement.

Qiao Shuo blinked - Brother Xiong wouldn't have fallen asleep!Is he mad at me!

Qiao Shuo shuddered, his hand passed under Wen Liang's arm, and groped upwards from his chin. The moment he touched Wen Liang's nose, he let out a long sigh of relief—Brother Xiong sleeps really scary.

Even this kind of action didn't disturb Wen Liang at all, Qiao Shuo just sniffed his breath.

It's kind of funny to think about it, Qiao Shuo has done this kind of stupid thing more than once during this period, his roommate is so big as a living person.

But why is Wen Liang able to sleep so well?Qiao Shuo leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, looking at Wen Liang who lay motionless with his arms on his pillow, and thought of the thick dark circles under his eyes recently.

Lethargy?Qiao Shuo was a little worried.

Ever since he learned that Wen Liang had depression, he quietly read some popular science and problems related to depression on the Internet, and he knew a thing or two about depression.

But he still couldn't empathize with what Wen Liang was enduring, and he didn't know where to find a breakthrough to help Wen Liang.

He saw Wen Liang trying so hard to hide his depression, all he could do was pretend not to know, to match his masked performance.

Qiao Shuo couldn't see Wen Liang's face, felt bored after resting for a while, turned on his phone to check, it was not time for the track and field team's training.

He flipped through the English review materials, roughly estimated the time to do the questions, made a simple plan in his mind, and continued to review.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wen Liang's sleep was like being possessed by the god of sleep, and he could sleep on the table for so long.

Qiao Shuo was about to go to training, worried that Wen Liang would be groggy after waking up, and would be sad to find no one around him, but he couldn't bear to wake Wen Liang up.

He touched his chin and thought for a while, his eyes fell on the cool hands, the slender and clean fingers resting on the crook of his arms, the joints were more obvious in the light coming in from the window.

A small idea popped up in Qiao Shuo's mind, he couldn't help thinking about it, so he moved closer to Wen Liang, and carefully drew on the back of Wen Liang's hand with the pen in his hand.

While drawing and drawing, Wen Liang moved his hand rarely, but it was only for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't make any big moves, Qiao Shuo continued to paint with confidence.

The line became crooked when it crossed the blue blood vessels on the back of Wen Liang's hand, and Qiao Shuo had to draw two more strokes.

When you're done, Qiao Shuo looked at the pattern on the back of Wen Liang's hand from a distance, boasting in her heart that she drew it so beautifully.

Qiao Shuo put down his pen and was about to go back to the dormitory and change into his training clothes. He walked out two steps and then turned back. He found the dormitory key from the side of Wen Liang's backpack with ease.

Qiao Shuo was training on the playground, and the first thing he did during the break was to sit down on the edge of the green field and turn on his phone to see if Wen Liang had sent him a message.

Qiu Qiuli didn't expect any news, so Qiao Shuo pressed the phone off and threw it aside as if venting.

A cheap hand touched his phone away.

"Yo, whose cell phone is it that you don't want?"

Qiao Shuo rolled his eyes and looked at Guo Shaojie with an expression of "you are all bored".

"Brother Qiao is so sad, is he broken in love?" Guo Shaojie joked.

Qiao Shuo was already depressed, but Guo Shaojie's question seemed to pierce his heart.

"I don't even have a date. I'm lost." Qiao Shuo choked him angrily.

"That's what hurts unrequited love." Guo Shaojie deliberately wanted to provoke Qiao Shuo.

Qiao Shuo held his chin and glanced at Guo Shaojie. He didn't speak, but he thought of Wen Liang involuntarily.

——This silly bear, I've been away from him for an hour, why doesn't he even send me a message?Are you still sleeping?

Qiao Shuo snatched the phone from Guo Shaojie's hand, opened the warm dialog box to send him a message.

Qiao Shuo: Xiong, I forgot the key and used yours.

Qiao Shuo: Are you awake?Where are you going for dinner?

There was no movement in the dialog box for a long time, Qiao Shuo was distracted, and suddenly heard a deliberately suppressed laugh from beside him.

Guo Shaojie touched his head and met Qiao Shuo with contemptuous eyes.

"Brother Qiao, won't I really hit the mark?" Guo Shaojie's tone seemed to be joking, but his eyes were full of inquiry.

Qiao Shuo raised his eyebrows, and smiled mockingly with one corner of his mouth: "You don't believe me when I tell you."

Guo Shaojie was stunned. Seeing Qiao Shuo like this, he seemed to be trapped by love and haggard because of love—could this handsome guy with the second illness suddenly become enlightened?

"Who?" Guo Shaojie widened his eyes in disbelief, wondering what kind of person Qiao Shuo would like.

Qiao Shuo folded his arms and smiled meaningfully, trying to trick Guo Shaojie.

Guo Shaojie thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "You don't mean to say...Brother Xiong, do you?"

Qiao Shuo gave a "tsk" in satisfaction, and then stretched out his fist to signal Guo Shaojie to bump his fist. Seeing that he didn't move, he simply touched his arm.

Guo Shaojie said that he felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt in broad daylight, and he shouted in his heart: God, I am guilty!

Is homosexuality something to be proud of? Brother Qiao made a mistake and insisted on joining in the fun.

I really have no choice but to blame myself for teasing him and making him straight or bent, guilty!

"Brother Qiao, can you stop being funny? It's not as simple as you think." Guo Shaojie said seriously.

His serious expression made Qiao Shuo feel very boring for a moment—how much do you know?Are you the only one who is amazing?Don't come to that set of grinding and chirping preaching!

"Why, it's fine if you like men, but you'll question me if I like men?" Qiao Shuo said in a bad tone.

"Do you know what liking is? You talk nonsense when you don't understand anything?" Guo Shaojie scolded him mercilessly.

"It's my own thing that I like him. I talk like you are the roundworm in my stomach. You know what a p!" Qiao Shuo gave him a savage look.

Guo Shaojie opened his mouth and didn't think of how to refute for a long time. He sighed, Qiao Shuo is so logical, it's a pity not to participate in the debate.

"Fuck, my mother told me not to argue with idiots." Guo Shaojie turned around on the green ground, sulking with his back to Qiao Shuo.

Qiao Shuo didn't show weakness either, she let out a "tss", and turned her face away.

He swiped his phone boredly, turned his head and glanced at Guo Shaojie out of the corner of his eye, then hunched his back and secretly searched "how to tell if you like someone" on the Internet.

The sun was hiding behind tall buildings in the distance, and the library was a little deserted.

Wen Liang slowly opened his eyes, feeling a dull pain in his head, like a rusty machine covered with cobwebs.

His heart was beating fast, and he had no strength in his whole body. It was extremely difficult for him to move his numb arm.

Wen Liang raised his head slightly, put his chin against his arm, and turned his eyes calmly to look around.

The sky outside the window showed a palpitating rich orange tone, and he couldn't help but think of the night sky he had looked at from the rooftop during the evening self-study class in high school.

The seats in the library were almost empty, but the tables were still full of various textbooks and learning materials. Wen Liang knew that they would come back after dinner and continue to work hard.

But what about myself?Sleeping in the library for so long?

Seeing that the CET-[-] exam and the final exam are getting closer, I can still sleep, even in the library.

Wen Liang felt tight in his chest, he frowned, closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his trembling hands into fists.

He didn't know where the negative emotions came from, and he really had the urge to cry.

He gritted his teeth, sat up straight, covered his face with his hands for a while before taking them off, and looked helplessly at the half-finished reading question on the table.

The stomach is a little sore from hunger, which makes Wen Liang even more frustrated-how can he eat and sleep besides sleep?

He frowned and went to get the pen on the table, and suddenly found the pattern on the back of his hand.

It has a round face and body, pointed ears, two blacked-out things drooping under the eyes, and blacked-out horizontal stripes on the long tail.

Although the line drawing is a bit rough, it looks naughty and lively, very similar to that. This is the kind of red panda that Qiao Shuo has shown him many times.

Old Joe?It was only then that Wen Liang remembered that he was sitting here reviewing with Qiao Shuo, and he really wanted to beat his head that was always crashing.

Wen Liang looked at the seat next to him, and found that Qiao Shuo's things were still on the seat.

He thought dejectedly that he must have been disappointed and despised him after sleeping so long in such a gaffe, maybe he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

What a failure, Wen Liang raised his head and sighed, staring at the ceiling absently.

After Qiao Shuo's training, he still hasn't heard from Wen Liang. He didn't even change his training clothes, and hurried to the library.

The unpleasant things happened at noon, coupled with Wen Liang's poor condition recently, Qiao Shuo was really worried about him, so he took two big steps when going upstairs.

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The author has something to say:

A good relationship will give him the motivation to improve. Old Qiao just thinks that Brother Xiong is working hard, and he wants to work hard too.Don't look at Old Qiao's flamboyance, he is actually a very gentle person, taking care of Brother Xiong in detail, and taking the initiative to understand depression. These are not in conflict with his violent temper hahaha, that's why they have a good relationship resonance."Brother Xiong" has been mentioned in the novel. In fact, this bear refers to the red panda. It is not the same animal as the giant panda, but more like the little raccoon on the plain face. I wonder if some readers remember the previous volume. Because Wen Liang was very sleepy in high math class, Lao Qiao took a bunch of funny photos of him, his dark circles were particularly obvious, Lao Qiao put his photo together with the photo of the red panda, they look like each other!This is the origin of Wen Liang's nickname hahaha~