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It was only during the second week of Tang Yuan's stay that Tang Yiyu came to ask him how he was doing.

"Very good." Tang Yuan said, "Just don't miss me too much, you and my mother."

Tang Yiyu got used to his indecency, "Did you sleep well, how did you get along with your classmates?"

Tang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, why he only asked about sleeping and eating after he wanted to ask all the questions, then he thought about it, the sleeping place was moved from the home to the collective dormitory, and the eating place was still in the small cafeteria.

"Dad, don't you know me?" Tang Yuan smiled, "The classic way of falling asleep as soon as you touch the pillow is unshakable, not to mention that you are so tired from studying now, and you sleep less every day, so you can't sleep well."

"That's good." Tang Yiyu pondered for a while, Tang Yuan thought he should hang up the phone, but he asked again: "Why didn't you go home last weekend?"

He seems to have a lot of problems today, but it's normal. The family suddenly loses a living person like him, and he will be a little uncomfortable for a while.

Tang Yuan didn't want to say anything more, so he lied casually, "I only have one day off in a month now, I remember telling you and Mom last time."

"Oh, really." Tang Yiyu replied, since Tang Yuan had been a talker since he was a child, and he had said a lot, it was inevitable that some of them would be ignored by them.

He didn't press any further and told him to take care of himself and send them a message before he came back at the end of the month.

"Okay." Tang Yuan deserved to be refreshed.

He said goodbye to Tang Yiyu, and said good night to Tang Yiyu, calling each other affectionately, and when he hung up the phone, he caught up and found Song Yichuan staring at him.

"Why?" Tang Yuan asked.

At that time, he, Song Yichuan and Yuan Qian were walking back to the dormitory. Song Yichuan usually didn't go with him, but they ate supper together at night. Tang Yuan called him back to the dormitory after the evening self-study, and he didn't refuse.

"How many fathers do you have?" Song Yichuan asked expressionlessly.

"Ah?" As soon as these words came out, not to mention Tang Yuan, Yuan Qian was stunned.

Tang Yuan opened his mouth to ask him what he meant, but he didn't realize what he meant until he saw the sarcasm in Song Yichuan's eyes.

"Not many, just this one. I told you last time that I lied to you. Why do you still hold grudges?" Tang Yuan laughed twice, patted Song Yichuan on the shoulder, and looked at him beggingly, "This Is it okay to stumble over it?"

His eyes were beautiful, and the end of his eyes drooped a little. Staring so straightly, it always gave people a very innocent feeling.

Song Yichuan didn't really want to get angry with him, but felt that this person was a bit outspoken, he walked forward, Tang Yuan stopped him, asked him and Yuan Qian to wait for him for a while, and he went to the canteen to buy something.

Walking across the embankment to the other side is the student dormitory, and the teacher's is in the opposite direction. The good thing is that the canteen is at the fork of the two roads, which makes Tang Yuan, who is hungry after school and wants to eat You have to go back and forth over the mountains.

After a while, he came out with three hot corn.

"Didn't you have supper?" Song Yichuan asked.

Tang Yuan gave each of them one stick, "I'm hungry after eating, I usually cook a bowl of noodles when I get home at this time."

"Don't you like noodles?" Yuan Qian jumped out and asked again.

Tang Yuan clicked his tongue, "There is no ready-made food to accompany the rice, so I can only eat noodles. If you eat yours, it will be cold in a while."

He asked Song Yichuan to eat it quickly, don't eat much food like he did last time, so let him have a cold stomach first.

Song Yichuan didn't have the habit of eating while walking, but seeing Tang Yuan and Yuan Qian gnawing vigorously, and there was no one on the way back, he took a couple of bites too.

He wasn't hungry at all, and the supper noodles hadn't been digested yet, so how did Tang Yuan manage to eat so much and eat repeatedly?

Song Yichuan glanced at his slightly thin shoulders and thought that he seemed to eat a lot in the small cafeteria, which seemed to be due to his physical fitness.

Back in the dormitory, the other three are already there. Tomorrow Sunday, after the morning class, you can have half a day off. Lao Xu is usually not there for evening self-study, and it doesn’t matter if you are late, so the atmosphere in the dormitory will usually be relatively active this day.

He Maoqing had a girlfriend recently, and he seemed to be in full bloom, talking about the two of them all the time, talking to everyone, for fear that others would not feel his masculinity in committing crimes against the wind.

The girl wasn't in their class, Tang Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, but if he broke up absolutely in place, He Maoqing couldn't control his broken mouth and showed everything out.

How to hold hands, how to kiss, where to go, how to feel, etc., I wish I could describe it in such a way that the listener can be personally on the scene.

Tang Yuan once even heard him talking to Qi Xinmeng about how to break the girl's virginity.

It really has reached a level of no product.

Tang Yuan doesn't like this person, and usually doesn't take the initiative to talk to him. Of course He Maoqing can feel this, but he doesn't care. Tang Yuan's grades are worse than his. , What qualifications do you have to look down on him.

To put it bluntly, it is jealousy. Class A is a place where the grades are used to talk. What's the use of just having a face, if you want to convince people, you have the ability to be like Song Yichuan.

After turning off the lights, Tang Yuan lay down under the blanket. The temperature has been dropping continuously for the past few days, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The window in the bathroom in the north cannot be closed tightly. In his position, he always feels as if there is a wind blowing over his face.

The quilt was a bit thin, Tang Yuan planned to buy another blanket when he went out tomorrow.

He Maoqing and Qi Xinmeng were still talking, their voices were buzzing in their mouths, wondering if they were talking about relationship issues again, Tang Yuan couldn't sleep, so he took out his phone and sent Song Yichuan a message, [Did you talk about it? Are you in love? 】

【No. ] Song Yichuan was still awake, Tang Yuan saw the light on his head.

[Isn't Xie Yao? 】

Tang Yuan asked this question abruptly, after all, he and Song Yichuan are not familiar, and Song Yichuan doesn't look like He Maoqing who likes to share privacy with others.

Sure enough, the light was still on, but Tang Yuan didn't get a reply.

He guessed that Song Yichuan either hadn't caught up with him during the ambiguous period, or he simply didn't want to talk about it.

Tang Yuan suddenly felt a little boring. He put down his phone, wrapped the quilt tightly, and opened his eyes to the wall in the dark.

After less than a minute, he turned over, picked up the phone again, [Let me copy the English book. 】

【Um? 】

【copy. ] Tang Yuan emphasized, don't you understand?

【give you tomorrow. ] Song Yichuan didn't ask much.

【What are you doing tomorrow afternoon? 】

【go home. 】

【Continue studying? 】

[Don't study, sleep. 】

【Then go play?My friend asked me out. 】

Tang Yuan watched the message go out, but the screen suddenly went black.

Damn, it crashed again.

It seems that it should be scrapped, it has died three times this week, and it was the same when I sent a message to Tang Sirong last time.

Tang Yuan tried to restart, but there was no response. He was stuck at this juncture, whether Song Yichuan could go or not.

He rolled over and sat up, and Song Yichuan had already fallen asleep during the tossing, the voice of talking on the other side also stopped, and the surroundings became quiet.

Tang Yuan tried to call him, but there was no response. He crawled to the end of the bed, trying to pat Song Yichuan's legs to wake him up, but he didn't expect such a big man to sleep curled up, with his legs shrunk so far that Tang Yuan couldn't reach.

Tang Yuan knelt on the trembling bed, and the bed frame creaked if he moved a little too much.

He doesn't give up.

If he can't ask, he won't be able to sleep again tonight.

He held his breath, bent one knee, leaned against the railing at the end of the bed, supported Song Yichuan's quilt with his hands, and leaned forward as far as possible, wanting to call him again.

Unexpectedly, Song Yichuan had such a strong sense of territory. He felt it as soon as Tang Yuan made a movement, and suddenly turned over and sat up.

The two people looked at each other in the dark, and the atmosphere was weird, but if someone on the opposite side was awake at this time, seeing this scene, they must definitely suspect that they were mentally disturbed by the pressure of studying too much and being tortured by Old Xu.

Tang Yuan's obscene posture, crawling on someone's bed in the middle of the night continued, it was hard not to cause misunderstanding at first sight.

"What are you doing?" Song Yichuan asked in a low voice.

"Uh..." Tang Yuan withdrew his hand, "Did you reply to my message just now? My phone is turned off."

After finishing speaking, he still gave Xi Xi a smile, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"..." Song Yichuan put down his guard and took a breath, "I'm back."

"What did you return?"

"I said yes."

Tang Yuan made an OK gesture, "Then let's go together after class tomorrow, and I'll treat you to lunch."

"Lunch is in the cafeteria."

"Oh, I forgot, there's another meal there." Tang Yuan laughed again, "Then I'll treat you to Starbucks."

Song Yichuan didn't say anything, the two of them lay down at the same time, the gap between the bed and the bed collided due to a sudden movement, making a slight metal friction sound.

Tang Yuan heard Yuan Qian turned over in the lower berth, and the dormitory was quiet again. He closed his eyes and began to count uselessly in his heart.

After lunch at noon the next day, the two of them took a car to the No. [-] Middle School not far from the experiment center. Tang Yuan's good friends from junior high school were there.

He also called Yang Qifan, this kid had been sleeping at home all morning, he was sleepy when he came, obviously he hadn't woken up, and he hadn't eaten, Tang Yuan asked him to eat first, don't play for a while and can't run.

Yang Qifan didn't expect Song Yichuan to come. When he saw him, he was surprised at first, and then raised the corner of his mouth meaningfully at Tang Yuan, without any shyness in his movements. Song Yichuan frowned slightly after seeing him.

Tang Yuan remembered Yang Qifan's joke that he liked Song Yichuan before, and pushed him backhand, telling him to restrain himself, so that no one would misunderstand him.

After playing on and off for more than three hours, Tang Yuan hardly took a break. His clothes were all wet, sweat dripped from his temples, and his entire face was watery from his neck to his neck under the sun.

Seeing that Yang Qifan was tired for him, he beckoned him to come down, if he didn't enjoy the fight, he would just come back next week.

Song Yichuan sat on the sidelines early, and played with Tang Yuan several times. It seemed that everyone was used to it. His classmates also teased him that it seemed that the intensity of the experiment was not very strong, and he hadn't been squeezed out yet.

"Accompany me to a supermarket later?" Tang Yuan was finally willing to run down. He found a seat next to Song Yichuan, sat down, panting from exhaustion.

"Ah."

"When did it become so easy to talk?" Tang Yuan looked at him with a teasing expression on his face.

Song Yichuan handed him a bottle of water, didn't answer, but asked, "Did you fall asleep last night?"

"Ok?"

Tang Yuan didn't understand why he would ask such a question at first, but after thinking about it, it's been two weeks and the beds are so close together, Song Yichuan should have found out.

He coughed lightly, not wanting to delve into this topic very much, "Two or three hours."

"Has it always been like this?"

"Well, it's an old problem."

Tang Yuan couldn't sleep well, and it had nothing to do with the place. He used to have trouble falling asleep when he was at home. Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu didn't know about this, and he never told them.

... It's not completely unspoken, it happened when he was a child, one day he ran to Huang Jun's room and told her that he couldn't sleep at night, and he couldn't sleep all the time.

How Huang Jun replied to him, Tang Yuan remembered verbatim until now.

She said that people with too many eyes can't sleep.

Maybe then she saw that he was a thoughtful child.

"But it doesn't affect me." Tang Yuan added.

It didn't matter, he couldn't sleep well, except when he woke up in the morning, he would feel uncomfortable for a while, but he was still full of energy after getting through it.

"It bothered you?"

It's easy to toss and turn when you can't fall asleep. Tang Yuan has tried his best to restrain the movement of turning over. He also asked Yuan Qian, and Yuan Qian said he didn't feel anything.

Song Yichuan shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go."

The two went to the supermarket by car again. Tang Yuan wanted to buy a thicker blanket with a simpler appearance. Unfortunately, the aesthetics of the supermarket can't keep up with it. Not only is the range of choices limited, but the few are also ugly. , He picked and picked for a long time, and barely took a white and blue grid without patterns.

Song Yichuan ordered the same one from behind him, which made Tang Yuan wonder if it was because the quilt was too thin that he slept curled up like that last night.

There is still some time before the evening self-study, and dinner is still in the small cafeteria. Tang Yuan agreed to treat him to Starbucks, which happened to be right in front of the supermarket.

He asked Song Yichuan what to drink?

"What doesn't contain □□ is fine." Song Yichuan said.

"Afraid you won't be able to sleep?"

"Ah."

So Tang Yuan ordered him a glass of Blueberry Starry Sky, and then ordered a glass of Mocha Frappuccino for himself.

When their number was called, Song Yichuan glanced at his hand, "You still drink these when you can't sleep?"

"I can't sleep if I drink or not, it doesn't matter..." Tang Yuan suddenly paused and looked behind Song Yichuan.

Song Yichuan then turned his head, not far away, a middle-aged man and woman had just entered the door.

The woman is tall and thin, well-dressed, and looks very temperamental at first glance, while the man who is holding her arm has a handsome face, and should be about the same age as her. He looks about 50 or [-] years old and is slightly fatter.

The two found a seat nearby and sat down, and the man went to line up to order.

Tang Yuan snapped his fingers next to Song Yichuan's ear, "Would you like to guess the relationship between these two?"

"You know each other?" Song Yichuan didn't feel the need to guess the privacy of strangers, and his first reaction was that Tang Yuan knew someone among them.

"I don't know you." Tang Yuan shook his head, resting his chin in one hand, with great interest, "Do you think they will be husband and wife?"

"..."

"Guess, it's okay anyway." Tang Yuan urged, as if he couldn't understand Song Yichuan's face, "Guess, is it the original partner or the concubine?"

Song Yichuan didn't like his gossip and mean tone at the moment. Although the two of them behaved intimately, normal people wouldn't think about it the first time they met, "Even if I guessed it, how do you verify it?"

"Go up and ask."

"..."

"Just kidding." Tang Yuan took a sip of the Frappuccino and laughed exaggeratedly, "I'll give you some life advice. Usually, at their age, they can still be so affectionate when they go out. Most of them are because of extramarital affairs and broken shoes, so I guess they are not the original match, believe it or not?"

Tang Yuan said he was joking, which gave Song Yichuan the feeling, but it seemed that he could rush up to inquire about the relationship in front of the two of them in the next second, especially when he spoke malicious words and bitter tone, Song Yichuan felt Arrived extremely uncomfortable.

"You should keep the life advice for yourself, I'm not that boring." Song Yichuan left these words, got up and left.