What to do when dating a gloomy roommate online

smells good on you

Seeing this sentence, Yu Zhong subconsciously clicked into the other party's homepage and took a look.

Very clean, no information can be seen.

Belgian Melon King: Uh, what a coincidence.

Belgian Melon King: What do you call Miss Sister?

Belgian Melon King: [Cat Probe];

Xiao Ming: Do you see every girl like this?

Yu Zhong didn't understand.

Belgian Melon King: Huh (⊙口⊙)?

Xiao Ming:.

Xiao Ming: You don't know me, but I know you, isn't it too unfair?

Yu Zhong was suddenly embarrassed.

He really... seldom pays attention to the girls around him.Almost everyone in the class before he changed his major was a stranger to him.

The message bar continues to pop up messages.

Xiao Ming: Wait until you take the initiative to find me.

Xiao Ming: If I tell you who I am from the beginning, it doesn't mean much.

Yu Zhong rested his hands on the keyboard and sat up slightly.

I have never seen such a girl.

How should I describe it, with personality?

I have to admit that he was indeed aroused to want to get to know the other party's interest.

Belgian Melon King: Ah, that's fine.

Belgian Melon King: But there must be a title, can I call you Xiaojing?

Xiao Ming:?

Belgian melon king: Silence, silent, referred to as Xiaojing.

Xiao Ming: The first one.

Belgian Melon King: Well, note!

The note at the top of the screen changes back.

Belgian Melon King: By the way, if I want to know who you are, you must give me some hints, right?

Silence: What's the hurry.

Silence: [Cat drinking tea];

Belgian Melon King: [The cat is crazy];

Qi Yuechen looked at the moving picture of the frantic kitten on his phone, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Qi Ming, who was lying on the side playing with his mobile phone, raised his head vigilantly: "Brother, have you added Xiao Yu as a friend? What are you talking about?"

Qi Yuechen didn't even raise her head, she just responded lazily.

Since the last time the online dating was exposed, Qi Ming's cell phone will be handed in regularly for parents to check, and there is a lot of schoolwork, so there is really no time to flirt with the younger brother.

He was also unlucky in the last online relationship.

It is true that he was wrong to deceive netizens with handsome photos of his own brother, but he himself is not considered shabby.

Unexpectedly, netizens also cheated him with online pictures.

Sweet online dating began to become poisonous on the day of Mianji——When the greasy and wretched man caressed his belly and pinched his throat and asked, "Are you Brother Xiaoming?", Qi Ming endured it again and again, but couldn't hold back , Standing on the side of the road, holding a tree, spit out the 14-dollar Siji milk green.

From then on, I vowed to sever love and love, and never mess with online dating again.

But—Xiao Yu is really special, she looks so pure.

From the first moment he saw the popular video quietly forwarded to him by netizen Meng Zhongmei, he fell into a deep obsession with Xiao Yu.

It is true!Not a scam!Still a video!The dynamic face value that can be observed at 360 degrees without dead ends!

——If possible, he hopes to be with Xiao Yu after graduating from high school.

Qi Ming rolled on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, and began to groan and twitch: "Well, brother... can you make me look more attractive in front of him? Use your cute charm."

Unable to fight by himself, he thought of a crooked idea, that is to let his own brother pretend to be himself and tease the other party.

Qi Yuechen perfunctory: "I've never been in a relationship, I won't."

Qi Ming suddenly thought that his elder brother seemed to have less experience in actual combat than himself.

But this is also the reason why he rest assured to ask Qi Yuechen to help instead of asking gay honeys for help: elder brother is so desireless, so many girls have been chasing after him since he was a child, and he has never seen anyone he likes.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to be impressed by a boy casually and then rob him. He is simply a very reliable matchmaker.

So he patted his chest and said, "It's okay, bro, I'll send you some of my experience."

The low-end game players are still at a loss, and the high-end game players have published several books.

Qi Ming sent several documents to Qi Yuechen.

"500 Ways to Seduce a Man", "How to Seduce a Man Without Showing a Trace", "This is How Men Have to Seduce".

Qi Yuechen glanced over inadvertently: Nan Sanfeng put away his phone expressionlessly, stood up, and walked out the door.

When Qi Ming saw that he was leaving, he didn't dare to stop him, so he could only remind him helplessly, "Brother, I have given you everything I have learned in my life. You promised to help me, so don't go back on your word."

Qi Yuechen turned his head and smiled at him inexplicably, opened the door and left.

Qi Ming looked at the closed door again, and a bad premonition vaguely appeared in his heart.

He took out his mobile phone and continued to tell his elder brother carefully on WeChat, but before he finished speaking, the door was knocked again.This time it was Dad who came in.

Qi Ming couldn't take care of the instructions, and hurriedly deleted all the chat records.

Qi Xiaoyang looked at him with a frown, and asked in a deep voice: "Sneaky, chatting with those dubious people on the Internet again?"

"No, no." Qi Ming's phone was pressed under his buttocks, trembling under his father's majesty.

The purpose of Qi Xiaoyang's coming here was not to catch Qi Ming's online dating either, the sentence just now was just a casual scare.

He is more concerned about: "I just heard from Aunt Li that you usually like to collect heresy things to read, and you don't care about your studies. It seems that your self-control is not suitable for day school. I discussed it with your head teacher and decided to resume your supervision. Boarding system management. Pack your luggage tonight, and dad will send you to live in school tomorrow."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, Qi Ming wailed: "Dad—"

Aunt Li walked in dragging a 24-inch suitcase outside the door, with a low eyebrow: "Sir, do you want to start packing the suitcase now?"

Qi Xiaoyang waved his hand, "Pretend."

In the dead of night, Qi Ming, who was physically and mentally exhausted, huddled under the blanket, and sadly left a message to his elder brother on WeChat: "Brother, I will be staying tomorrow, and I can only go home on weekends. I will leave the important task of teasing brother Xiao Yu to you [Yun Bei] .

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After hinting to Aunt Li, Qi Yuechen returned to the room unhurriedly, stood with his back against the door, played with his mobile phone casually, and did not continue to chat with his roommate.

In the darkness, the faint light of the screen was projected on his face, flickering on and off.

Qi Yuechen was reflecting.

He also couldn't tell what his purpose was, but when he heard that Qi Ming wanted to hook up with Yu Zhong online, he agreed by accident.

Although what he did seemed...not really helping Qi Ming.

It seems a little impulsive, he thought calmly.

That's all for this matter.

Just when he decided to quit that trumpet, a message popped up from that beautiful hand-painted profile picture.

Belgian Melon King: Good night, I'm going to sleep!

Belgian Melon King: Go to bed early too, mysterious female classmate.

Qi Yuechen's expression froze, and a subtle feeling rose in his heart.

He stared at the other person's profile picture, and suddenly realized that it seemed to be a picnic pic of Mifa that he had drawn before and posted on Moments.

Could it be that the day before yesterday, Yu Zhong praised him for his good-looking paintings, and then gave him a Mifa clay figurine made by himself?

When he raised his head and smiled at himself, did he still have two shallow dimples around his lips?

The memory suddenly became so clear.

His fingers paused on the interface, before finally impersonating the imaginary, non-existent girl.

Silence: Good night.

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I almost skipped a day of class on Monday, but fortunately the teacher didn't call the roll.In the next few days, Yu Zhong got up early, went to bed early, went to class early, and his serious study made Chen Zhihao and others exaggeratedly feel ashamed.

Although the new semester has changed to a new environment, it seems to be more enjoyable than the whole freshman year.

Enthusiastic roommates (mainly referring to Chen Zhihao), kind and lively classmates, and outstanding and funny teachers.

The last time he resolutely decided to skip class and go out to play with Qi Yuechen, and when he came back, he found that the other party's Weibo account had new updates.

[@质质量毒糖: I was in a bad mood at first, but I met a cute hamster. 】

Yu Zhong thought about it, and didn't quite remember if they passed by the pet shop, but Qi Yuechen seemed to be in a good mood, did it mean that the two of them got along well that day?

And there's-

Silence: Did you wear perfume today?

When I received this news, it was the break of a certain public class. Students were coming in and out to use the bathroom or pour water to make coffee, and the environment was quite noisy.

Yu Zhong was taken aback, and raised his head to look around, but it was in vain, girls he didn't know almost occupied half of the classroom, and no one was looking at him.

Belgian Melon King: Are you in the same class as me?

Silence: I passed you by today.

Belgian Melon King: I don't use perfume?You may have smelled it wrong.

"Who are you chatting with so happily?" A voice suddenly sounded from above his head, and Yu Zhong was startled. When he saw that it was Chen Zhihao who had returned from collecting the water, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Chen Zhihao put a big hand on his shoulder, as if he had sensed something, he let out a "huh" and shrugged his nose slightly, "Why is your body smell so familiar?"

At this time, Qi Yuechen also came back from the wind blowing outside the classroom, his eyes stopped for a moment on the hand on Yu Zhong's shoulder, and finally slowly moved to Chen Zhihao's face.

I don't know why I feel an invisible pressure.

Chen Zhihao silently withdrew his hand.

Qi Yuechen looked away, and sat back beside Yu Zhong calmly.

In the past two days, Yu Zhong arrived in the classroom very early, and would help his roommates to occupy a seat, so they have been sitting together recently.

Chen Zhihao wondered why the hell I was so cowardly all of a sudden, and couldn't help but glance at Qi Yuechen again.

Qi Yuechen propped his forehead with one hand, lowered his head to fiddle with the phone, his handsome profile showed a faint sense of aloofness under the skylight.

Chen Zhihao was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "I said, why are you so familiar, your smell is similar to Brother Chen's."

Yu Zhong got stuck: "Uh..."

Qi Yuechen put down his phone suddenly, raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Zhihao, "Someone is looking for you outside the door."

"Who is it?" Chen Zhihao went out with a puzzled expression.

Seeing Chen Zhihao leave again, Yu Zhong smiled awkwardly at Qi Yuechen, "I'm really sorry, I accidentally used your shampoo yesterday."

Usually they would take out their things after taking a shower, but Qi Yuechen answered the phone at that time, put the things in and left, and Yu Zhong, who didn't know it, took a shower as soon as he returned to the dormitory. He touched a bottle and came over, but he didn't expect that it was Qi Yuechen's.

"It's nothing." Qi Yuechen's eyes fell on his face, and the faint smile on his lips disappeared in an instant, "It smells good on you, and I'll give you that can."

He is so generous, always giving himself things.

Yu Zhong subconsciously refused.

"Do not--"

However, Qi Yuechen changed his sitting position, put his hands on the back of Yu Zhong's chair, and leaned a little closer to him, the pleasant cold fragrance rushed to his face again, enveloping him vaguely, Yu Zhong was inexplicably a little bit Dazed, "Have you received the interview notice from the tennis team?"

"Uh..." Seeing his bewildered face, Qi Yuechen tapped on the back of the chair, and simply reminded, "Work-study, pick up the ball."

It was only then that Yu Zhong remembered what the other party was referring to, and suddenly realized that he opened a text message, and found that he had received an interview notice during class a few minutes ago.

"Come on for the interview," Qi Yuechen raised his lips, "Maybe we will meet again tonight."

The author says:

Qi Yuechen: Strange, why does it smell so good after he used my shampoo?