Chosen unlucky guy

Yan Yu pondered He Jingle's endless words for a whole afternoon, and in the evening, after the two of them washed up, they finally couldn't help asking: "He Jingle, you and that handsome guy you know...is it right? Is something wrong?"

At that time, the housekeeper had just turned off the light, and the two of them were lying on their respective beds in the dark. Upon hearing the sound, He Jingle flicked on a small night light on the bedside, and there was a muffled bang, and the faint yellow light came from He came out from the untightened curtain, and he turned over on the bed rustlingly, and after a while, he said, "It's nothing, I just can't play together."

There is nothing wrong with listening to this, anyway, since the beginning of the university, there are always more people who Young Master He can't get used to or can't hang out with together than the stars in the sky, Yan Yu and him are two roommates Over the semester, I have seen a lot.In addition, Yan Yu is not a nosy character, so now he just made a joke almost meanly: "Well, the cognition is clear and the reasons are sufficient, it is difficult to refute."

"Hey... If you provoke you, you will hurt me!"

He Jingle suddenly sat up from the bed, but after a while, he didn't know what he thought of, and took a picture of himself back, and continued weakly, "... Forget it, maybe you are right."

Yan Yu, who was ready to exchange a few words with He Jingle as a pastime before going to bed, was stunned, and after a long time, He Jingle continued to say: "Hey, Yan Yu, am I really that unpopular? I didn't do anything It's a disastrous thing."

Yan Yu thought about what he said, and it seemed true that He Jingle looked like a noble man from head to toe, except his mouth was a bit poisonous, but apart from this, everything else was really good; when the school started, no one knew anyone, When he saw the first side, he really thought that maybe they would be good friends for four years in college.

Then why did you get so nervous?

Yan Yu fell into a very long memory in this ordinary late night, and the drowsiness dissipated very cleanly, without any remaining. Then he suddenly thought that it was probably when he was finishing class in his freshman year, he saw He Jingle standing in the classroom. On the small road in the middle of the woods, his face was blue and purple, and he didn't know who he had fought with; then, a short and fat boy passed by, and he was picked up by him like a chicken.

At that time, Young Master He's expression really looked like an unreasonable rich second generation. I don't know what he said in the ear of the other party. I saw that the boy ran away immediately after listening. Look at the back He was in a hurry; later, he rarely met this boy in school again.

Yan Yu still remembers that He Jingle's injuries seemed to be very serious that time, as if he had been severely beaten by someone, and it took half a month of training to make those marks not so scary; At the time, I seemed to have asked about the source of the injury.

What did He Jingle say at that time?

It seemed that he just said something indifferently, it was the boy who didn't like it, and there was nothing else.

Of course Yan Yu didn't believe it, and later even inquired specifically, but the situation was indeed the same as what He Jingle said, and that boy was famous for his good character and academics, and was very popular in the whole academy.

He finally believed it, and from that moment on, he began to feel that He Jingle was no different from other domineering second-generation ancestors. Anyway, they were all brainless stuff, and of course there was no need to have a close friendship.

But tonight, he suddenly doubted the answer he had been determined for a long time—or rather, he had been thinking about this question a lot since there were only the two of them left in the dormitory; I'm too lazy, I'm afraid there are countless people in the class, how could such a person be provoked by someone from another academy thousands of miles away?

Yan Yu suddenly felt that tonight was a good time to ask questions. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "It's not that you are unpopular. Have you ever thought that maybe your way of handling problems is a little extreme?"

He didn't answer the bed for a long time. He guessed that He Jingle also felt that it made sense, so he softened his voice: "He Jingle, let me ask you, do you still remember when you were a freshman, there was a person in charge of the school who was held by you? Blocked, at that time you said you didn't like him, is that really the case?"

This time He Jingle made a movement. He turned over and snored happily.

Yan Yu: "..."

Oh shit!

Instead of erupting in silence, he perishes in silence. Yan Yu, who stared blankly on the bed for half an hour without any sleepiness, finally couldn't take it anymore when he counted the sheep to the 108th. He kicked over and got out of bed. At 11:30 in the middle of the night, he began to climb He Jingle's bed ladder like a thief.

However, Young Master He hadn't noticed anything about it, and he slept like a pig, blowing his beard and staring at Yan Yu, who thought he was tossing and banging and tossing like a pig, and had to make some noise, and the faint white light of the phone illuminated him With a livid face, he suddenly felt blessed, and whispered into He Jingle's ear: "Xin Sui said that he will never be with you number one in the world."

He Jingle immediately opened his eyes: "...what?"

He straightened up like a carp, sat up from the bed, and managed to scare Yan Yu who was lying on the stairs so that he fell to his buttocks and crouched. The two of them stared at each other for three seconds in the dark. He Jingle's brain that was forced to turn on finally finally Even surfing the Internet—I wasn’t angry at all, but said puzzledly: “Yan Yu, why don’t you sleep in the middle of the night?”

The more He Jingle said, the more something went wrong, and his eyes gradually changed from blank to terrified: "Hey, you can't be greedy for me—oh!"

Yan Yu covered the lower half of his face with the quilt, and the strength seemed to be trying to protect the whole sleep; He Jingle struggled hard without admitting defeat, and finally both of them were wheezing and panting, one was sitting on the bed, the other was standing. Under the bed, they looked at each other through a pitch-black distance, and then He Jingle spoke again: "Yan Yu."

He said, "Are you sick?"

Yan Yu was also angry, and she was a little bit embarrassed: "...I have something to ask you!"

"Fart, put it!" He Jingle was no longer sleepy, he was leaning against the wall, his legs were hanging loosely on the railing beside the bed, and he seemed to yawn vaguely, "You'd better There is something big!"

Anyway, being tossed back and forth like this, Yan Yu had long since lost his embarrassment, so he asked directly: "He Jingle, let me ask you, what happened to the person you blocked in the freshman school, what happened to you two? "

"Ah?" He Jingle was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this person to wake him up suddenly because of such a trivial matter. His dusty memory was loosened. He was silent for a long time under Yan Yu's burning gaze, and then whispered, "I'm not I told you, just because he doesn't like it—"

"Is that so?" In the darkness, Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "I had dinner with Xie Yifei yesterday, and he said that he sprained his ankle while walking and was going to the hospital to take a film."

"Xie Yifei? Who is it? Didn't you have dinner at the skateboard club yesterday?" He Jingle was really hooked, and he poked his head out, wondering, "Why are you mentioning him? I didn't let him get sprained."

Yan Yu sneered: "Xie Yifei is that unlucky guy who was blocked by you in the freshman year."

He Jingle: "..."

Yan Yu began to grind his teeth and wandered around the room, and finally picked up the cushion he used as a backrest and threw it on He Jingle's bed: "You even forgot his name, how dare you say you don't like him?"

"Hey," He Jingle frantically picked up the cushions. Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, his serious and tense demeanor suddenly subsided, and he tried to fish in troubled waters with a smile, "My nobleman forgets things too much."

"You are so expensive! You learned Chinese in high school and got it out of your stomach?" Now Yan Yu also laughed—half out of anger, half out of relief after the misunderstanding was finally resolved; so much so that after he finished cursing this sentence, he also Suddenly he ran out of words, and finally just sighed, "...Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Where no one was looking, he picked at the thread ends of his trousers with both hands, thinking over and over again: such a stupid person, he can't hide anything serious, why didn't he think about asking more at that time, really Believe his lies?

Also, he and He Jingle have been fighting tit for tat for more than a year, what exactly are they planning?

On the one hand, Yan Yu really hated He Jingle's mouth that didn't hold back his fart all day long and said bad things about himself. On the other hand, he felt that he should apologize to He Jingle, because he treated He Jingle for this I have been prejudiced for almost a year; but the other party has not said a word, I don't know what he is thinking, and he has stopped talking several times, and he can't grasp the timing of speaking.

——Of course Yan Yu didn't know, He Jingle sat leaning against the wall at the corner of his sight, with a very indifferent expression, staring blankly at the black shadow of the swaying branches outside the balcony, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally said: " Um."

What does um mean?

Yan Yu became nervous again, he hesitated and hesitated, and finally decided to say something, so he called: "He Jingle."

When He Jingle's inquiring gaze came over, he turned around and returned to the original question: "You... are actually not that unpopular."

Yan Yu didn't seem to be used to saying such things, his face collapsed, he coughed dryly as he looked at the vicious one, and continued: "Look, you have quite a lot of friends, even the roommates you get along with day and night can fall in love with you... …Let’s say it’s a bit attractive. So, don’t doubt yourself, the person who makes you doubt yourself means that you are not worthy of deep friendship.”

Before He Jingle had time to speak, he heard Yan Yu say again: "——If you really feel unhappy, or if you don't explain this clearly, you will feel uncomfortable. When you say it to his face, what do you think? ... I Tomorrow I happen to be going to University B to do some errands, so I'll be with you, okay?"

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I'm sorry, I swear again, I will never estimate the progress of this article again, why haven't we met yet!

There are so many things going on recently, it's always too late to read the comments!Tonight, Xiao Huang will go to work!