private island

"Did you finish your homework?" Dongzi, who was running ahead, asked suddenly.

"What homework?" Fan Xi didn't remember it for a moment.

Dongzi said: "Sports psychology, a thousand-word essay."

"let's talk tomorrow."

"Let me learn from it after writing it."

"roll."

"dad."

"Ok."

The comfortable evening wind in May swept across the open sports field, taking away a thin layer of sweat from the skin, and sending a faint fragrance of spring flowers.Fan Xi ran with Dongzi as usual, only to feel a gust of wind passing by, and a tall boy passed by from the outside track.

Strong hormones mixed with peppermint antiperspirant made him dizzy and sneezed.

The physical education college is full of yang and yin, and people around them often complain that they can't find a girlfriend. He wants to say: In fact, it's not easy to find a boyfriend.The kind that doesn't let the kidneys go, but the heart.

Hum—the phone in his arm bag vibrated, he told Dongzi to run first, and stepped back to check outside the runway.Su Pan, who goes to school a few kilometers away, sent a message with a photo of a boy playing basketball and asked, "How is it, isn't it handsome?"

Fan Xi: "Who is this, have you taken a fancy to him?"

Su Pan: "He's a senior, very good. I just got the contact information, hehe."

Fan Xi: "It's okay, as long as you like it, you want to chase after it?"

Su Pan: "It's nothing to be ashamed of, you have to take the initiative to seize opportunities, and I'm not outstanding enough to make people strike up a conversation."

Fan Xi: "By the way, are you coming tomorrow or not?"

It took a long time for Su Pan to reply: "Forget it, I'll be a tutor. I need to buy some nice dresses to strike up a conversation with my seniors!"

Fan Xi: "After passing this village, there is no such shop!"

Su Pan: "When the time comes, take a picture and send it to me."

He stared at the glowing mobile phone screen, and clicked on the photo of his friend's favorite object, feeling a little disappointed.When he walked into the university campus, he also vowed to have an unforgettable love.As a result, the freshman year was almost over, and my social circle was still pitifully small, and my daily nightlife consisted of running with my classmates.

He raised his eyes to the night sky, puffed up his face and sighed.Don't dare to ask for a prince charming, even someone who rides a donkey.

At this time, Dongzi finished running around and walked towards him while wiping his sweat: "Come on, let's take a shower, the door will be closed later."

They picked up the backpacks on the sidelines and walked to the men's bath.

The bathhouse of the gymnasium, the paradise of gay men.At the same time, it is also a Shura field for the southerners.

On the first night of the university report, Fan Xi walked into the big bathhouse with his small bath basket in his arms, and was startled by the magnificent scene in front of him.I saw that this place was unobstructed, with a clear view, and everyone was naked and frank, like a huge workshop in a slaughterhouse.The dense heat is the last cover.

He put on his clothes and turned around and ran away. For several days in a row, he hid in the water room of the dormitory to take a shower in the middle of the night when no one was around.The roommate thought he had a hidden disease, or that a certain part was too small, and he was ashamed to see others.However, the military training was too hot, and the water room was not smooth, so he had to grit his teeth and go to the bathroom, which he is still not used to.

Surrounded by handsome guys playing in the water, macho men rubbing each other.Fan Xi felt ashamed and had no time to care about him, so he hid under the shower in the corner and made a quick decision.

Dongzi always wanted to give him a bath, and said: "If you don't give him a good scrub, you will never know your real weight. I can get two or two cracks every time." He flatly refused.

Back in the bedroom, he peeled cucumber strips and pasted them on his face, wrapping himself up like a mummy.Tomorrow, he is going to meet an important person.As for whether the other party can see him, it depends on fate.

The next morning, he got up early, washed his hands lightly, put on a new T-shirt and jeans, and cleaned himself up neatly.After a quick breakfast, go to the comprehensive training hall on the second floor of the gymnasium.

The venue was just refurbished last year. It is open and atmospheric. There are many professional training venues, which are usually shared by several teams of martial arts, judo, karate and taekwondo.This morning, a singer who just passed the talent show wanted to borrow a venue to film the MV for his first album.

The singer's name is Guan Sheng, who is the same age as Fan Xi and is a freshman in the Conservatory of Music.The strange thing is that their birthdays are actually on the same day, which is one of the reasons why Fan Xi likes him.

More because he is good-looking and he sings well.

Fan Xi thinks that he is not a superficial person, and he always believes that a beautiful soul is far better than a delicate skin.Now, he has a deeper understanding of himself: I am superficial, I am vulgar, and I am inferior.

Together with other students who came to help, he cleaned up carefully, organized training equipment, showed a good campus appearance, and provided help for the upcoming film crew.

It's just such a job, and I only asked for it to deliver milk tea and snacks to the senior sister's bed.Originally, he planned to secretly bring Su Pan in, but the other party actually chose to be a tutor. She is a terrible and respectable woman.

Around nine o'clock, the MV crew arrived. There were more than a dozen people, and they were in a hurry.After greeting the teacher, the staff opened the protective box where the equipment was stored, and began to lay tracks and erect lights.

The students all stood aside to watch the excitement, and those who had been selected in advance to be group performers had already changed into their Taoist uniforms and were eager to try.Fan Xi was slightly disappointed and extremely envious.He also wanted to be the background board for the idol, but the group performers were all selected from the Taekwondo team, and his height did not meet the requirements.

He stared wide-eyed, eagerly looking for traces of the idol, but found nothing.After a while, he heard the female classmate beside him take a deep breath, and then hold her breath.

Following the line of sight of his classmates, he looked towards the side door of the training hall.A slender young man was leaning silently by the door, flicking his wrist lightly, his fingers much slender than ordinary people were stained with water.

It turned out that he just went to the bathroom!

Ah, I knew I would go too!

Missed an opportunity to sign!

Fan Xi secretly gritted his teeth regretfully.

The young man had short, cool hair and looked at the busy people calmly with his earphones plugged in.Simple clothes, white short-sleeved black backpack, gray blue jeans.

However, he is still not in the same style as the people around him.He has a face that has never suffered in eight lifetimes, more handsome than in the video, cool and elegant, and looks a little illusory.It seems that he will not get angry, curse, and feel great sadness and joy.There is also no need to eat, go to the bathroom, or relieve cravings.

If Fan Xi knew that after a long time, this guy would whisper "I miss you" obscenely in his ear, he would not think so.At this moment, he was huddled in the crowd, staring at each other, and thinking in his mind: If someone wants an autograph later, I will go up and ask for one too.

"It's so handsome that it brings disaster to the country and the people..."

"Online says he changed girlfriends every week in high school."

The two girls whispered.

"Bullshit, fake."

"Really, my cousin's cousin's classmate's aunt goes to the same school as him..."

Fan Xi raised his ears to listen, but their voices became smaller and smaller, disappearing in the noise of the scene.

After a while, the shooting is about to start and the scene is about to be cleared.

Fan Xi turned his head three times a step, and retreated to the main entrance of the training hall with his idle classmates, while the man-like boy walked towards the locker room at the other end of the field.

Why is no one asking for an autograph?Then I dare not speak!Come out and dare to be the first!He intentionally walked at the end of the crowd, dragged his feet, reached into the backpack with one hand, held a small book, but dared not take it out.

Hurry up, rush over, or you won't have a chance.

No, how embarrassing it was to be rejected.

No, they are very humble.

But wouldn't it be a bit strange for a big boy to take the lead to ask for an autograph?

While looking forward and backward, I suddenly heard a crisp click on the side, and a slanted arm light stand with a soft screen suddenly tilted and hit straight.

"Oops——" He held on to the light stand barely, and his forearm was scratched by the broken aluminum alloy casting on the center shaft. After the slight sting, a string of blood beads emerged.

A staff member hurried over and apologized while adjusting the light stand: "I'm really sorry, oops, it's bleeding."

"It's okay." He wiped it on his arm, opened his backpack with one hand and searched for tissues.

"Who brought a Band-Aid?" The staff turned around and looked around.

"Are you all right?" A clear voice approached, like mint tea in summer.What follows is a dark gray quick-drying sports towel.With a clean and refreshing herbal fragrance, like leaves in the sun after the rain.

"It's okay..." He murmured while grabbing the towel.

"Yeah." The boy smiled, nodded, turned around and walked away quickly.

A girl took out a pen and paper and chased after her: "Can you sign me? I liked you very much when you participated in the competition."

"Sign me one too, thank you!" More people rushed over, blocking Fan Xi's view.The teenagers did not refuse anyone who came, and signed as they walked, and did not stop writing until the door of the locker room.The staff blocked everyone back and said polite words like thank you for your support.

At this time, Fan Xi regained his composure, and he didn't follow up to ask for an autograph!ah ah ah -

However, he has a bigger harvest... He looked at the towel in his hand, glanced left and right, and quickly put it into the bag.On the way back to the dormitory, his back was getting hot all the time, as if he was carrying a treasure.

Recalling this, Fan Xi yawned when he got up at night, hung up the towel, adjusted his underwear, and returned to the bedroom with his slippers.

Under the bed, there was a pair of identical slippers. Its owner was sleeping soundly on the quilt, in a posture like riding a horse and shooting arrows, and his nose and half of his face were squeezed crookedly by the pillow.Tsk tsk, he doesn't look like a male god... But, he is still very handsome.

He climbed onto the bed lightly, exerted his strength secretly, and pulled the quilt to his side, then got into the idol's warm embrace and buried his face in it.

"Well... What time is it..." The man opened his arms, murmured to hug him, and rubbed his chin against his cheek, "I have class in the morning."

"It's early, it's not yet dawn."

"Well……"

"Hey, Brother Sheng." Fan Xi gently shook his lover who had fallen asleep again, "You sign for me."

"What?"

"sign."

The other party hummed a few sleepy laughs, stroked his forehead with his right index finger a few times, and then kissed him lightly.He nodded, closing his eyes contentedly.

It's such a good feeling to have a loved one next to you and it's going to be a long time before your alarm goes off.

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