Demolition of the bridge across the river

Being interrupted by him like this, Gou Xiaohe even forgot what he was thinking.

"It's okay," he whispered while holding back a laugh, "you can eat."

Ge Nanjing didn't look at him with his neck stretched, half of his face turned red, and it took him a long time to move his cheeks again.

Knowing that Bian Qiao will definitely get along with Cui Ziqiu when he returns to the dormitory, the feeling is still different from hearing that Bian Qiao is helping him pack his things, and hastily hung up his phone.

Cui Ziqiu also called out "Brother Qiao".

This self-cooking is also a little too fast.

Gou Xiaohe felt depressed, he squatted back in front of the suitcase with the charging cable in his hand, flipped through it a few times, and didn't bother to tidy it up.

"Nanjing, shall we go out for a stroll?" He pushed the suitcase under the table and asked Ge Nanjing, "I haven't taken a good look at the school yet."

Ge Nanjing didn't refuse, he backed away from his chair and stood up with a "hmm".

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, but there were many people everywhere on the campus.

Gou Xiaohe found that the difference between freshmen and old students is actually very obvious. There are many students like him and Ge Nanjing who are familiar with the campus. They are all in twos and threes.

The two of them had no purpose, they walked and chatted, inside and outside the campus, wherever they went, they even went to the small supermarket at the door to buy some daily necessities, paper laundry detergent and so on.

Talking about "chat" basically means Gou Xiaohe asking, Ge Nanjing answering - where is home, how much is the college entrance examination, is there anyone you know in school, do you plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future... all are classic questions among freshmen.

Ge Nanjing didn't even have to answer some questions, just nodded and shook his head.Gou Xiaohe didn't think he was boring, so he introduced himself talking to himself.

"Do you find me annoying?"

After walking around for a long time, the two of them sat and rested for a while by the small flower bed downstairs in the dormitory. Gou Xiaohe turned his head to look at Ge Nanjing and asked.

Ge Nanjing also looked at him, thought about it, and shook his head: "It's okay. It's just that there are a lot of words."

Gou Xiaohe was very happy, passed by the vending machine, and wanted to buy him a drink.

"Let me do it." Ge Nanjing scanned the QR code first and paid.

Back in the dormitory, Gou Xiaohe piled up the remaining wafers on his desk.

They entered the house with their first feet, and the other two roommates came back behind them.

Sure enough, they also went out to familiarize themselves with the environment, but Bigou Xiaohe and Ge Nanjing ran farther and went shopping in the nearby shopping malls.

"Have you bought sanitary napkins yet?" Gu Liang, the man who looked gentle but talked a lot, asked after entering the door to say hello.

"Ah?" Gou Xiaohe thought he heard it wrong, "Do you want toilet paper? I have it in the cabinet."

He said he was going to get it from the cabinet.

"No." The tall and big brother was Fu Lei, and he was immediately amused. "He didn't know where to read it. He said that sanitary napkins used for military training are good for insoles. He just drove me halfway."

"It's really easy to use, okay?" Gu Liang lay on the bed and shook the phone at them, "That's what I said in our school group during summer vacation.

"It's so easy to use, don't you have the nerve to buy it?" Fu Lei snatched his phone through the bed rail.

The two of them got into a fight over this issue, and it was the first time Gou Xiaohe heard this statement, and thought it was very funny.

"Do you want to buy it?" He asked Ge Nanjing in a low voice.

Ge Nanjing rarely showed any expression. He looked at him incredulously, and whispered, "No."

"I'll go, you two are moving." Fu Lei was fighting with Gu Liang, took time to glance down at the two of them, and was amused again, "It's like two small animals together."

Gou Xiaohe was about to share this cold knowledge with Hu Yuan, Cui Yang and the others, when Bianqiao’s WeChat account popped up suddenly, and he sent him a sentence: I’ll go over after dinner

The last time they chatted on WeChat was before the college entrance examination, and Gou Xiaohe jumped in his heart when he saw his name.

Gou Xiaohe: OK

Bianqiao: Do ​​you have anything to bring?

Gou Xiaohe thought about it, there was nothing to bring, and sent a bunch of emoticons to Bianqiao.

The group in their department sent out the schedule for the past few days. The schedule is very tight and clear. Tomorrow, they will go to the department to report and have a physical examination. The day after tomorrow, they will start military training for 20 days, which coincides with the National Day holiday.

The military training uniforms have already been distributed. When I return from dinner in the cafeteria, I will receive them directly from the dormitory supervisor.

Each dormitory has to choose a dormitory director to report and fill in various information.Gu Liang took the initiative to assume this position, and built a dormitory group in a serious manner, named "2211 Men's Club".

When Bian Qiao came over, Gou Xiaohe was pulling Ge Nanjing to show each other military training uniforms.

"It's a bit big." He shook his wrist, and the cuffs hung down to bury his fingers.

"Yeah." Ge Nanjing nodded, "You can roll it up."

They didn't lock the door, the door lock was pinned up, and it opened with a knock. When Bianqiao came in, he saw Gou Xiaohe rolling up his sleeves facing someone.

"Bianqiao!" Gou Xiaohe turned around and saw him, his eyes lit up.

Bian Qiao first glanced at Ge Nanjing, and nodded to the people in their dormitory as a greeting, and then looked at Gou Xiaohe: "Charger."

Gou Xiaohe handed it to him, and Bian Qiao took it over. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he licked his cuffs with a tiger's mouth, and scraped off the sleeves that Gou Xiaohe had just rolled up.

"Have you taken the uniform for military training yet?" Gou Xiaohe took it off shaking, and unfolded it for Bianqiao to see, "The small size I took is still big."

"That's all." Bianqiao said.

"I'll take you back." Gou Xiaohe hung his clothes on the back of the chair, and pushed the side bridge out in a good mood.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, not long after it was dark, the two men really had nothing to give away.

But Bian Qiao didn't say anything, looked at Gou Xiaohe, and led him downstairs in a leisurely manner.

"When I called you in the afternoon, what were you doing?" Gou Xiaohe asked him casually when he walked to the stairs.

"Cui Ziqiu's luggage." Bian Qiao felt a little helpless when he mentioned it, "He has brought two or three boxes, which are stored in the dormitory manager, and he can't carry them all by himself."

"Ah." Gou Xiaohe responded and looked at the bridge.

"What's wrong?" Bian Qiao met his gaze and looked back.

"Did you have dinner together?" Gou Xiaohe asked.

"Together in the dormitory." Bian Qiao said.

Gou Xiaohe said "Oh" again.

From Area C to Area A, you have to go through a whole boulevard.

During the day it was just a boulevard, but now it was dark, in the woods behind the buildings, in addition to the Zhanzhan street lights along the path, there were more couples holding hands, chatting and laughing as they walked, and occasionally I can also see a pair of shadows kissing me and me.

Gou Xiaohe held back several questions, each of which he wanted to ask, but he couldn't think of a natural way to ask it.

Seeing that he was almost reaching Area A, he followed behind Bian Qiao and muttered: "Brother Qiao."

"What are you calling me?" Bian Qiao heard it and looked back at him.

"I heard Cui Ziqiu call you that." Gou Xiaohe raised his eyelashes, "It's quite close."

The latter sentence came out of his mouth, and Gou Xiaohe's neck tightened after he finished speaking. He was embarrassed to look at Bian Qiao, like Ge Nanjing who was stealing wafers, and looked aside with his neck stuck.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bian Qiao kept turning his head to look at him for a while, then suddenly turned around two steps closer, and stopped in front of him.

"Are you unhappy?" His voice was much lower than before, and he asked him with lowered eyes.

"I haven't." Gou Xiaohe quickly denied it, met Bian Qiao's eyes, and explained with his neck drooping, "I feel...he seems to fit your profile."

"What?" Bian Qiao continued to stare at him.

The type in those pictures you like to look at.

your fetish.

The kind of guy you're interested in.

Gou Xiaohe ran through several answers in his mind, but he couldn't utter them.

So weird.

Yesterday he was also depressed because of Bian Qiao's "not liking him to make friends", so it's nothing to say these things today.

"Hey, it's nothing." Gou Xiaohe shook his head, "Let's go."

The bridge didn't move.

"Gou Xiaohe," he suddenly grabbed Gou Xiaohe's arm and pulled him back, "Is this something ordinary friends would care about?"

The words "ordinary friends" were emphatically emphasized, and when the familiar strength and tone appeared, Gou Xiaohe trembled all over.

"I……"

He was about to speak, when a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Gou Xiaohe?"