What to do when dating a gloomy roommate online

like a ripe peach

"Brother Chen," the person standing outside the door was Chen Zhihao, "Did you draw the sketch? Can you let me have a look."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Zhong became even more nervous.This kind of feeling that others are telling me that I am hiding is not good for him.People will always look back and think about it angrily after making a choice impulsively, and judge whether their previous choice is reasonable or not.For example, now, after quickly going through countless plans in his mind, Yu Zhong felt that his reaction just now was simply inexplicable.

Obviously he was the one who took the pajamas away, when Qi Yuechen came in, he could choose to go up to say hello, and then ask calmly, and take back the clothes.

Hiding in the wardrobe like this now, it seems like he has done something bad, but he obviously didn't do anything.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhong paused, and then reflected.

It seems that he is not doing nothing, after all, he has no clothes on.

Without knowing Qi Yuechen's aptitude, it would be inappropriate to rashly walk around his room in "dirty clothes".

It's like playing hooligans on purpose.

Squatting in the closet where the sun couldn't shine, Yu Zhong suddenly felt a little chilly.He raised his hand and rubbed his arm gently, then rubbed his nose, feeling a little troubled.Just now in a hurry, in order not to let Qi Yuechen find out, he stuffed the pajamas back into the quilt (but forgot to cover the quilt), and now he doesn't even have to wear it if he wants to.

The bath towel around his waist seemed to be unraveled, and it was not easy to tidy up in his current posture.

"Draw it." He heard Qi Yuechen's short answer, followed by footsteps.

The sketching class was an elective given by a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts. Yu Zhong didn't take it, but both Qi Yuechen and Chen Zhihao took it. It is said that there is a sketching homework every week, which is quite embarrassing for those students who can't draw.

While thinking wildly, he saw Qi Yuechen's figure approaching, and his destination seemed to be the wardrobe.

The relaxed heart mentioned it again, and Yu Zhong looked around in a panic, and found that there were several scrolled paintings on the shelf beside him. Could it be that the painting that Qi Yuechen wanted to take was among them?

If Qi Yuechen wanted to pick up the painting, he would open the cabinet, and when he opened the cabinet, he would be able to see himself.

The sound of heartbeat and footsteps almost fused into a duet in his ears, he couldn't move, he just watched Qi Yuechen walk to the closet, stretched out his hand...

"Sorry," Qi Yuechen stopped suddenly.He turned around and looked at Chen Zhihao, "I remembered wrongly, I haven't written yet."

"It's okay, I'll ask someone else." Chen Zhihao turned and left with a bit of regret in his voice.

The door was closed, and the room became quiet again.

It turned out to be a false alarm.His straight back relaxed again, and along the gap in the cabinet door, he saw Qi Yuechen return to the desk again, and continued to type on the keyboard in front of the laptop screen, his expression was very calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

It seems that the movement he made just now did not startle Qi Yuechen.It is estimated that when Qi Yuechen walked to the bedside to look at it, he was just wondering if someone came in and touched his things, and he didn't think that the other party hadn't left the room yet?What's more, it's just that the quilt is turned up a corner, and occasionally auntie will come in to check the bedroom in the morning, Qi Yuechen will think that auntie has moved it, right?

Seeing that the other party didn't notice him, Yu Zhong began to think about the good side.He quietly observed Qi Yuechen, patiently waited for the other party to finish his work and leave, and then he came out without anyone noticing.

Qi Yuechen's ten fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and Yu Zhong couldn't help being attracted by the other's slender fingers again.

When he was a child, his mother liked to hold his hand and knead it over and over again, saying that his hand was in good shape and must be suitable for playing the piano, so he learned to play the piano for six years, but his playing was very ordinary.

My mother is a heavy hands-on person, she looks at the hands first when looking at people, she has drawn a lot of beautiful hands, and she has also done many tattoos on her fingers.Affected by her, Yu Zhong would often quietly observe other people's hands.

Just like now, he stared at Qi Yuechen's hand, remembered Yan Shuiqing said that Qi Yuechen played the piano very well, and subconsciously connected the other party's gesture of typing on the keyboard with the appearance of playing the piano, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. feel.

Qi Yuechen's typing on the keyboard gradually slowed down, he raised his hand to close the iMac, spread out the sketchbook on the desktop, and changed a pen.

Looking at it from this angle, Qi Yuechen's profile is simply impeccable.The bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are tightly closed, the facial features are stern when not smiling, and the whole body is inviolable and awe-inspiring.He looked down at the paper, moved his wrist slightly, and looked focused, just like every artist who takes his work seriously.

In the silence, there is only the rustling sound of the pen tip falling on the paper.

This is not the first time I have seen this sketchbook.Every time he went to ask Qi Yuechen a question, he would see a small 16K black leather notebook by his hand.

The corners of the sketchbook are as sharp and clean as they were just bought, and it can't be seen that Qi Yuechen is using it often.

Another knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Seeing Qi Yuechen stand up and go to open the door, Yu Zhong was a little puzzled: Why is it such a coincidence that everyone chooses this time to come to Qi Yuechen.

Not everyone's purpose is related to the wardrobe, right?

This idea was only brewing for a while before it was quickly cut off by him.Murphy's Law tells us that the more you worry about something, the more likely it will happen. Although it sounds like there is no causal relationship, Yu Zhong still feels that he should not think about it.

However, in the next second, he heard a voice at the door asking: "Senior, do you have any spare clothes from the youth league committee last semester? Chairman Zhou asked me to ask you."

"There are a few more." Qi Yuechen glanced at the closet vaguely, "Wait a minute."

The footsteps approached again, and this time Yu Zhong had a strong omen that Qi Yuechen would definitely open the closet.

Seeing that the cabinet door was about to open, Yu Zhong wanted to react, but his hands and feet were completely uncontrollable, and his whole body completely crashed due to excessive tension.

The figure of Qi Yuechen in his pupils approached more and more.

He stopped by the wardrobe.

Reach out.

opened.

Dazzling white light flooded into this small space, Yu Zhong subconsciously closed his eyes, his expression resolutely like a martyr going to the execution ground, waiting for the final moment of judgment.

Qi Yuechen put one hand on the cabinet door, looked at Yu Zhong squatting in the cabinet, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

When he saw the obvious water stains on the floor and the messy corner next to the bed, he knew there was some little fool hiding in the room.

Afraid of scaring the other party, he pretended not to notice anything.

Originally, he planned to leave after sitting down for a while, giving the other party time to escape from the scene.He scribbled on the paper boredly, imagining the appearance of the little idiot hiding in the cabinet, while drawing, he suddenly felt itchy and changed his mind.

I just didn't expect to see such a scene after opening the cabinet.

At that moment he thought of a word.

Delivery.

His gaze was straightforward and undisguised, brushing over the opponent's body inch by inch.Thick eyelashes, sweet and soft lips, delicate throat, elegant tattoos on the collarbone, round shoulders, smooth spinal groove, waist that can be wrapped around one hand... until the sight is wrapped The bath towel around Yu Zhong's waist blocked it.

Qi Yuechen looked away leisurely with a little regret.

The air fell into an impenetrable silence.Yu Zhong waited anxiously with his eyes closed, the more he waited, the more he felt dignified.Qi Yuechen must have seen him, is he angry because he messed up his wardrobe?Or surprised by his sloppy appearance?

Just when he couldn't stand the atmosphere, he suddenly felt a slight touch on the top of his head.

Qi Yuechen...was touching his head.

Yu Zhong suddenly opened his eyes.

Facing a pair of dark and stern eyes.

It's just that there is a trace of tenderness flowing in the eyebrows and eyes.

"Senior, have you found it?" The open cabinet door just blocked the sight of the boy at the door. From his position, he could only see Qi Yuechen bending down, but he couldn't see what he was doing.

"Still looking." Qi Yuechen propped one hand on the wall of the cabinet while touching Yu Zhong's head with the other, and responded slowly.

His hand ran through Yu Zhong's half-wet hair, and finally stopped at his earlobe, and gently pinched it.

Yu Zhong kept squatting with his hands on his knees, and looked up blankly.

It's like completely forgetting to resist.

He saw that Qi Yuechen seemed to smile, and then his earlobe was pinched again.

Yu Zhong's eyelashes twitched like a conditioned reflex, but his whole body remained still.

Immediately afterwards, a large garment fell from the sky and covered him.

Qi Yuechen stood up leisurely, and left the closet with a few unopened clothes that he had found a long time ago.

The junior at the door thanked him and walked away with a relaxed mood of completing the task.

Yu Zhong finally regained the sense of commanding his body. He slowly took off the clothes on top of his head, put them on his body mechanically, and then crawled out of the closet, lowering his head, feeling a little downcast.

"I didn't mean to get in," he whispered.

After speaking, he raised his head and took a quick look at Qi Yuechen, only to find that the other party was not angry at all.

"Don't be afraid," Qi Yuechen comforted him in turn, "You're just too nervous."

But Yu Zhong is still depressed by this social death experience.He lowered his head and twisted the hem of his clothes. When he saw his bare legs, he realized that he forgot to wear a bath towel. The bottom was still in a vacuum state. As he walked, the wind came in and it was chilly.

He hurriedly loosened his clothes.

The length of the T-shirt that Qi Yuechen gave him is suitable for normal circumstances, but Yu Zhong's hips are a little bit higher than most boys, this length is not enough for him, and it can be worn out with just a little movement.Yu Zhong took a step, then stopped uncomfortably, and pulled down again as if to cover up.

But the clothes are too loose, and when you pull them down, the neckline is crooked, and the shoulders are exposed again, which makes you want to talk more.

Qi Yuechen leaned on the desk with his arms folded, when he saw Yu Zhong's action, Yi Ran's expression faded, and a glint of darkness flickered in his eyes.

"Just go out like this?" Qi Yuechen's voice was slightly frivolous.

Yu Zhong took a small step and felt uncomfortable.

Chen Zhihao seems to be still in the dormitory.

Yu Zhong shook his head, thought for a while, then turned around to get the bath towel that was left in the closet.

In his current state, he was too embarrassed to borrow Qi Yuechen's pants.

The bath towel fell on the bottom of the cabinet, and I had to bend over to pick it up.Yu Zhong just wanted to end this state of social death quickly, without even thinking about it.

In the moment he was unconscious, the hem of the T-shirt jumped up with his movements.

The moment his fingers touched the bath towel, Qi Yuechen suddenly clicked his tongue heavily behind him, his tone inexplicably gnashing his teeth, followed by the sound of quickened footsteps.

"What are you doing?" Qi Yuechen asked indifferently from above.

Yu Zhong straightened up, and found that Qi Yuechen's expression was not good-looking, and he was a little at a loss, "I'm picking up bath towels."

He didn't know which behavior of his had offended the other party, why Qi Yuechen suddenly changed his face.

Qi Yuechen looked at him and was silent for a few seconds, as if he wanted to say something but held back, and asked as softly as possible, "What's the use of picking it up?"

Yu Zhong pinched the bath towel, and replied pitifully, "Block, block."

"Are you sure you want to block it?" Qi Yuechen suddenly and unceremoniously pressed him on the wardrobe, leaned over, and said lightly, "The moment you bent over, I saw everything."

He paused, turned his face, and blew into Yu Zhong's ear, his voice was ambiguous, "Like a ripe peach."

Realizing what the other party was trying to describe, Yu Zhong's face turned red and his face turned red.

The author says:

Qi Yuechen: Originally, I just wanted to touch my wife's head, but he gave too much.