Demolition of the bridge across the river

Gou Xiaohe himself couldn't tell whether he insisted on booking a room, whether there were some personal thoughts in it.

But in the end they did only book one room.

On the day I went to report, my aunt wanted to send them off, but Gou Xiaohe persuaded me to make nine turns and eighteen turns, but I didn't insist in the end.

Gou Xiaohe's reason was that it was difficult to secure a room. In fact, he knew that even without mentioning his aunt, he was afraid that Bianqiao would be uncomfortable.

In fact, let alone Bianqiao was not at ease, she was not very at ease either.

"That's fine." My aunt thought about it, "It's troublesome for me to drive back and forth, but it's faster for the two of you to take the bullet train, and it's like playing."

Gou Xiaohe really set out with this mentality.

The night before his departure, he was so excited that he checked the things he was going to bring several times, and then ran to ask Bian Qiao: "We are going to school, what about the dog box?"

"What can I do." Bian Qiao was much calmer than him, "Otherwise you stay at home, and it will go to school for you."

The dog Xiaohe stood between the two of them, wagging his tail cooperatively and barking.

"That's all I said." Gou Xiaohe turned and went back to the house.

They bought tickets for the noon of the next day, and the family sat together for lunch in a rare and harmonious atmosphere, and explained some commonplace topics. After the meal, the uncle drove them to the station by himself.

"Auntie, remember to help me take care of my tree. I moved it to a small garden in the backyard. Water it every other day or two. Don't let the small box gnaw all the leaves." Gou Xiaohe told his aunt repeatedly.

"Oh, I know, I know, I can't die." My aunt's ears were numb after hearing this sentence these days, "Hurry up and go in."

Uncle also smiled and urged the two of them to go in, looking at Bian Qiao, as if expecting his son to say something to him, but Bian Qiao, as always, had nothing to say to him.

"When they are good, I always hope that my aunt and uncle can always be like this. Sometimes I want them to divorce early."

Before entering the station, Gou Xiaohe turned his head and waved at his aunt again, whispering to Bianqiao.

Bianqiao didn't look back, but turned to look at him,

In the beginning of the school season, there are many people at the station, and they are all students who are about their age, and they are going to report to various universities.

Gou Xiaohe walked and observed all the way, and found that most of the students were still accompanied by their parents, and some families even came with their grandparents, a huge crowd.

Students like him and Bian Qiao who set off with a suitcase on their own are actually in the minority.

When queuing up to get into the car, there was a girl eating ice cream next to Gou Xiaohe. She made great movements, pulling the box and taking out her ID card. The ice cream dangled in her hand and rubbed against Gou Xiaohe's clothes several times.

Gou Xiaohe didn't pay attention until his elbow suddenly felt cold, and Bianqiao pulled him aside impatiently.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The girl looked at the ice cream on Gou Xiaohe's arm and apologized.

"It's okay." Gou Xiaohe smiled, distanced himself from her, and took out a tissue to wipe it clean.

After entering the carriage, he suddenly asked worriedly, "Bian Qiao, will you be pushed out by your roommates?"

"Thinking about something again." Bian Qiao put the suitcases of the two of them on the shelf, and reached out to Gou Xiaohe.

Gou Xiaohe gave him two wet wipes from his backpack, and wiped his arm with another one.

"You're obsessed with cleanliness and you don't like to talk. If you meet that kind of roommate who doesn't like cleanliness, why don't you start arguing with others as soon as school starts?"

He found his seat and sat down, he could imagine Bianqiao's stinky face.

"I don't have that much anger for outsiders." Bian Qiao didn't bother to explain to him, wiped his hands, and stuffed the wet wipes into the garbage bag.

Also.

Gou Xiaohe thought about it after Bian Qiao became "ordinary friends" with him, and he didn't get angry at him again.

I'm not interested in this topic at all.

The University of Science and Technology is an old school, the main campus is in the urban area, and the hotel booked by Bianqiao is also nearby. It is a little far from the high-speed rail station, and it takes only half an hour to get there by car.

In fact, this journey is not a toss, and he and Bianqiao don't have many things.

But after registering at the front desk and finally getting the room card and entering the room, Gou Xiaohe still felt tired and relaxed for a moment.

"My butt is numb." He went to open the air conditioner and the windows, and looked at the room. He was very satisfied, and it was expensive for a reason.

Bian Qiao came out of the bathroom to wash his hands, opened a bottle of mineral water and leaned on the edge of the table to drink a couple of sips, his eyes fell on the big bed in front of him with Gou Xiaohe's eyes, and fell into his eyes at the same time.

"It's quite big."

Gou Xiaohe suddenly became a little nervous, and quickly looked away, fumbling here and there, not knowing what to do.

It's been a long time since he slept alone in the same bed with Bian Qiao, and he kept jumping out of the sticky scene of Bian Qiao on the bed before, and he was embarrassed when he recalled it.

I don't know how Bianqiao feels.

He went to study the charging port next to the bed, and glanced at the side bridge secretly.

Bian Qiao didn't speak, put down the water bottle and turned on the TV. There was a sound in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Which side do you sleep on?"

"I'll take a shower."

They both spoke at the same time and paused at the same time.

So embarrassing!

Gou Xiaohe shouted for help in his heart.

"Whatever." Bian Qiao glanced at the bed, said nothing, opened the box to get the clothes, and went straight to the bathroom.

The sound of the shower water rang, Gou Xiaohe threw himself on the bed, pulled the pillow and buried it with closed eyes, let out a long breath.

Originally, he just wanted to lie down for a while, but it turned out that the air-conditioning atmosphere in the summer afternoon was so comfortable that he didn't even know when he lost consciousness.

When the calf twitched and woke up again, the sound of the water had long since disappeared, and even the sound of the TV was turned down to the lowest level.

Gou Xiaohe opened his eyelids, and met Bianqiao's gaze fixed on his face.

Face.

He confirmed it.

Not the eyes, probably the mouth.

This kind of visual effect of Bianqiao leaning against the bed next to him and looking at him when he woke up was too long ago, and it was too shocking.

Gou Xiaohe subconsciously sat up and woke up, his ears began to tingle.

"Why did I fall asleep." He muttered and touched his mouth.

"You," Bian Qiao raised his eyes as he sat up, fixed on the corner of Gou Xiaohe's mouth again, and frowned, "You're drooling."

Gou Xiaohe stopped rubbing the corner of his mouth, and touched the pillow with a blushing face, as if there was a little wet mark.

"I slept with my head tilted, I must have pressed my face." He quickly explained that all emotions left were shame.

Gou Xiaohe didn't sleep for a long time, and it wasn't even half an hour, but he slept soundly and comfortably, and he was refreshed.

He also went to take a shower, and hesitated for a long time before leaving the bathroom, wondering whether he should pull on his pants or not.

Still don't wear it.

He tugged down the hem of the boxer briefs, anyway, it is impossible to sleep in pants at night, there is nothing to be nervous about.

After pumping himself up enough, he opened the door and went out, and when he looked at the bed, he froze.

Bianqiao conjured another quilt out of nowhere, and made two quilts on the bed.The pillow that was stained with his saliva was left alone at the end of the bed.