Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

In the afternoon, Dong Ge really came, with a stack of draft paper and pens.

He Changsheng has always lived alone, so he is really not used to the feeling of having another person in the house, he has been lying on the bed thinking about how to talk to him, so as not to appear that his host is too impolite.

...In the past, Lou Sifan was in charge of this work.

He tossed and turned and thought for a long time, his thoughts were a little short of oxygen, and he managed to utter a complete sentence: "How are you recently?"

Dong Ge: "It's okay."

He Changsheng: "...how old is this year?"

Winter Song: "15."

He Changsheng: "I am three and a half years older than you."

Dong Ge: "Yes, I know."

... He Changsheng ran out of words.

While he was racking his brains to think about the next topic, Dongge lowered his head, and the tip of the pen scratched softly on the paper: "Senior He, it's okay, I'm not used to talking to people either."

He Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

Dong Ge said, "Go to sleep. I'll close the curtains later to block out the light."

He Changsheng said, "You want to write something."

Dong Ge said, "Isn't there a desk lamp here?"

He Changsheng: "The desk lamp is broken."

Dong Ge raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the lamp and checked it: "The tungsten wire is broken."

After finishing speaking, he got up and closed the curtains, and the room suddenly fell into a sleepy yellow.

He Changsheng struggled hard: "You..."

Dong Ge touched his pocket to make sure there was still some change in it: "Senior He, you go to bed first, I'll go out and buy a new light bulb."

He Changsheng: "Don't bother..."

"It's troublesome to push and push." ​​Dong Ge walked to the bed, pushed He Changsheng's shoulder through the quilt, and pressed down the warm and soft body, "Try to fall asleep before I come back."

He Changsheng pulled the quilt and said, "I'll pay you back the money for the light bulb when I come back."

Dong Ge said: "Wake up and pay back."

After reaching an agreement with him, Dongge closed the door and left.

061 said: "Your contact barrier has recovered."

Chi Xiaochi wore Dong Ge's cold face, but his tone was casual: "I'm not a tofu, as long as I'm not too intimate, I'm fine."

061: "I touched my shoulder."

Chi Xiaochi: "Wow, touching shoulders is considered intimate."

061: "Did you touch people's shoulders casually before?"

Chi Xiaochi: "It's so strict, I'm going to call you Director Six instead."

Director Six: "...I mean, are you really going to attack He Changsheng?"

Chi Xiaochi went downstairs, turned into the supermarket, and wandered among the shelves: "It's right to attack him."

061 vaguely felt that what he said was not the same as what he understood: "...You mean, Lou Sifan cares about He Changsheng very much, so if he can pull He Changsheng over, he can get more from Lou Sifan. The regret value... I got it wrong, the screw type of He Changsheng's desk lamp is E27."

Chi Xiaochi put the B22 light bulb back in place: "...Besides, the tragedy of Dong Ge will not happen this time. Can you guarantee that He Changsheng will not be tricked by Lou Sifan?"

Chi Xiaochi remembered that when Dong Ge was disabled, he confided everything to He Changsheng.He Changsheng couldn't believe that his friend was such a person, so he went directly to question the relationship between Lou Sifan and Dongge.

And Lou Sifan's flustered performance that didn't match the preface and the afterword confirmed everything Dong Ge said.

Forced to do nothing, Lou Sifan had no choice but to confess his feelings to him: "I like you, Changsheng."

He Changsheng said: "You like one, and you fall asleep with the other. Lou Sifan, your liking is really unbearable."

Lou Sifan pleaded: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't blame me, please don't be angry."

He Changsheng said: "The person you are really sorry for is lying in the ward. If you are still a person, you can either go and have a good time with Dong Ge, or you can break up with him after going through the difficulties, and don't hurt him again."

But He Changsheng didn't expect that Lou Sifan was really not a person.

Since then, he and Lou Sifan have been indifferent and far away.

During Dong Ge's recuperation, He Changsheng did not bother Dong Ge because of his embarrassing status.

Later, Dong Ge was completely useless.He Changsheng, who had retired from the military, had visited him many times in private, but at that time Dongge didn't know many people anymore.

If in this life, Dong Ge lived his life safely and without this conflict that broke them apart, would Lou Sifan and He Changsheng be together?

Will He Changsheng really be happy with this kind of person?

"In the final analysis, He Changsheng is none of my business, and I will not decide his relationship for Dongge." Chi Xiaochi said honestly while paying the bill, "I mainly want to see Lou Sifan suffer."

061: "...Well. Then we can have less contact."

Chi Xiaochi: "I know, Director Six."

061 said, "I'm worried about your body."

Chi Xiaochi: "Director Six, I know."

061: "... Sigh." The student's mind is lost, so it's hard to take care of it.

When he went back, He Changsheng really fell asleep with the blanket rolled up.

Chi Xiaochi praised with a fatherly attitude: "You are so good."

But after getting closer, Chi Xiaochi found that He Changsheng was not sleeping well, with his eyebrows tucked all the time, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his sleeping posture seemed to be defending something.

Just as Chi Xiaochi was about to reach out, 061 gave out accurate data: "The body temperature is 37 degrees 5, which has dropped to the normal range."

Chi Xiaochi thought, why is he still uncomfortable?

He raised his eyes occasionally and found that He Changsheng's metal cabinet was open.

Chi Xiaochi remembered that the cabinet door was still closed when he left.

And looking at the angle of opening and closing, it seems that there is something large hidden in it, which cannot be placed properly, and the door of the cabinet is pushed open.

So he went up to have a look.

In the next second, both he and 061 couldn't help but feel amused.

Chi Xiaochi took out a SpongeBob SquarePants from He Changsheng's locker.

SpongeBob SquarePants should have just washed it not long ago. Like He Changsheng, it has a light fragrance of black tea-flavored shower gel.

He carried SpongeBob SquarePants to He Changsheng's bed, and put him in his arms.

He Changsheng dazedly said "um" in a small nasal voice, stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately hugged it skillfully, crossed it on his chest, turned over and went back to sleep.

Chi Xiaochi put down his bed curtain, walked back to the desk, replaced the light bulb with zero noise, unscrewed it, and wrote his post-match thoughts.

Halfway through writing, 061 reminded: "Fang Xiaoyan is here. Maybe she came to look for He Changsheng."

It took Chi Xiaochi a second to match the name with the number.

Fang Xiaoyan, He Changsheng's partner, the girl who should have been returned to the original club a year ago according to the timeline.

Chi Xiaochi said: "This is the boys' dormitory. The dormitory downstairs..."

061 said, "She came in by climbing a tree."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

He stood up and walked to the door. Before Fang Xiaoyan, who sneaked up to the door, knocked on the door, he opened the door.

Fang Xiaoyan was taken aback, but she still lowered her voice: "Oh my god."

Dong Ge put her slender fingers on her lips, and closed the door smoothly: "Hush."

Fang Xiaoyan recognized who was in front of her, and immediately became excited: "Isn't this a little beauty? You have already moved in?"

Dongge pointed to the door next door.

Fang Xiaoyan understood, and raised the thermos in her hand: "I skipped class and made custard for him. How is he?"

"Just fell asleep." Dong Ge looked down at the thermos bucket in Fang Xiaoyan's hand, "Isn't there a rule in the dormitory that you can't use high-power electrical appliances?"

Fang Xiaoyan snapped: "There is still a rule in the dormitory that sleeping together is not allowed."

Dongge looked at her.

Fang Xiaoyan also found that trespassing in the boys' dormitory seems to be more serious than sleeping together, so she immediately flipped through this article: "My sister can't hurt him, I'm a month older than him."

Dong Ge's tone was still cold: "He just fell asleep."

Fang Xiaoyan was able to communicate with He Changsheng's refrigerator, but she was also afraid of the refrigerator, so she waved her hand casually and said, "I know, I know, let him sleep. I warmed it with hot water, and the heat preservation effect is good. When he wakes up, Drink the custard, wash the bucket, and send it back to me tomorrow."

Dongge nodded slightly.

Fang Xiaoyan stuffed the bucket into his arms: "Then I'm going back."

Dong Ge said, "Wait."

After that, he stepped forward and took off a leaf caught in Fang Xiaoyan's hair.

He said, "It's all right."

Fang Xiaoyan was stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "Then I'm leaving. See you tomorrow."

When sliding from the tree trunk to the ground, Fang Xiaoyan was still thinking about Dongge's look.

...It's a bit fierce, but also a bit glamorous, and if you just glance over it, it will make people feel numb.

Fang Xiaoyan sighed, it really is a little fairy.

She sighed again, it's a pity, if Changsheng had the skill of brother Dongge, he would have found a girlfriend a long time ago.

The next day is Saturday.Lou Sifan's family came to the provincial team to visit relatives, and he was picked up early in the morning.

After lying down for a day, He Changsheng, who was completely cured, fell to the ground alive and well.

He knocked on the door next door.

Winter Song is also in it.

Ever since Chi Xiaochi shook Dong Feihong's hand in the boulevard in Toronto last time, 061 felt something was wrong, and planned to keep "Dong Feihong" away from Chi Xiaochi temporarily.

So this week, Dong Feihong's magazine office had something to do temporarily, and asked him to go to a meeting, and then picked him up on Saturday night to stay overnight.

When He Changsheng saw Dongge, he thought of SpongeBob SquarePants in his arms when he woke up yesterday, and his face burned a little.

He has never been a person who beats around the bush, and immediately said: "Do you want to train?"

When it comes to training, Dong Ge is also very straightforward: "Let's go."

There were a lot fewer people who stayed in the team for training on Saturday, and they came early, so He Changsheng and Dong Ge were able to occupy a completely empty field.

After getting over the heat, Dong Ge asked, "Is it on the ice? Or on land?"

He Changsheng said, "Get on the ice. Let's practice throwing catches."

Dong Ge's face changed slightly.

When talking about professionalism, He Changsheng is always very serious and talks more: "I have watched a lot of your competition videos, and they are very good in all aspects, but the coordination is not good enough. In our pair skating, the throw and catch It is a compulsory homework. Every time I practice, I am in charge of throwing, and Xiao Fang is responsible for jumping. The height of the throw cannot be lower than 1.5 meters. When Xiao Fang lands, he must be on one foot, and the jumping distance should be at least 5 meters."

Dongge didn't speak.

He Changsheng persuaded with bright eyes: "I know that you will do less training in single skating. Because we have to get in touch with our partners, we have to practice again and again, practice again after falling, and fall again after practice until we develop muscle memory. Come on, knowing how to cooperate with your peers, throwing catches and landing is the most perfect. However, if you can practice this project well, your body coordination will be greatly improved."

061 said: "No."

Dong Ge raised his head and said, "Well, let's start."

061: "..." What about the dignity of the people's teachers.

But he also reacted quickly, scanned He Changsheng's irises, and rewound his memory.

The scene was fixed at noon yesterday. Lou Sifan coaxed, persuaded and induced He Changsheng, which can be described as painstaking.

While changing his skates, Chi Xiaochi asked 061, "Teacher Six, do you still want to persuade me?"

061 said: "Do what you want."

As he spoke, he added a spoonful of salt to Dongge's water glass and stirred it well, just in case.

Dongge successfully completed the first five throws.

From the sixth time on, he started to make mistakes continuously, and his face became a little pale.

He Changsheng thought it was because he was embarrassed by failure in front of his senior, so he applauded him, and stretched out his hand to pull him: "Get up, do it again."

When holding his palm, He Changsheng felt the cold sweat on his hand.

He was a little surprised, but he didn't think too much about it. He put his arms around Dong Ge's waist again, and lifted him up into the air: "Ready?"

Dong Ge whispered, "Senior He, let me down."

He Changsheng: "..." Huh.

He heard something wrong with Dong Ge's tone, and immediately put him down.

As soon as Dong Ge's feet hit the ground, she staggered and slid to the emergency washroom on the sidelines, lay down by the pool and vomited violently uncontrollably.

He Changsheng, who followed to the door of the bathroom, was anxious, and patted him on the back: "What's the matter?"

Not used to it?

No, for them, such speed and laps are nothing.

Dong Ge really looked uncomfortable, clutching his stomach and shaking, until he couldn't vomit anything, then sat down on the ground exhausted.

He Changsheng seemed expressionless, but his face turned pale with fright. He picked him up, dragged him all the way to the resting place, and unscrewed his water glass, "Here you are."

Dong Ge's hair was wet, she took two sips from the water glass and said softly, "Thank you."

He Changsheng didn't speak, and looked down at the tip of his skates.

Dong Ge held the water glass: "Senior He, don't you ask why?"

He Changsheng said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

Dong Ge told the truth: "I have a bit of a psychological shadow about being in close contact with people."

He Changsheng looked at his tear-wet eyelashes, and frowned: "Spitting out like this, only a little?"

Dong Ge didn't speak, but lowered her eyelashes.

He Changsheng immediately started a normal association: "Don't worry, I have no other thoughts about you."

After a long period of observation, 061 discovered that Chi Xiaochi's reaction was targeted.

One is the attitude of contacting people, and the other is the age of contacting people.

Chi Xiaochi's body is like a radar, if the person who touches him has an overly favorable impression of him, he will immediately have a rejection reaction.

Besides that is age.

Dong Ge's coach is a middle-aged man, and Chi Xiaochi will react violently to even a slight touch.

Correspondingly, when in contact with people of similar age, his reaction will be much lighter.

Therefore, with He Changsheng, Chi Xiaochi's reaction was actually not that big.

First of all, He Changsheng's age is here, and secondly, when he hugged Xiaochi and jumped, he was simply hugging him, which was not much different from carrying a rice bag.

But the point is...

"It's the hand." Dongge replied, "Hand and hand are directly held together....I'm not used to this feeling."

He Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I haven't heard anyone mention that you have this problem."

Dong Ge pursed her snow-white lips: "No one else knows. ... The coach also knows that there is still room for improvement in my physical coordination. He has mentioned it to me many times and asked me to find a partner to practice throwing jumps. But I don't want others I know...Today I thought I could hold on if I persevered...It really didn't work."

He Changsheng looked at his red eye circles, his heart softened like something.

He pondered for a moment, then asked Dong Ge, "What if I wear gloves?"

Dong Ge: "Huh?"

He Changsheng: "I don't touch your hands directly. We all wear gloves. Can you accept this?"

Dong Ge considered for a while: "Probably..."

He Changsheng's hazel eyes were round and bright like a cat: "If you want to do throwing training in the future, come to me and I will take you."

Dong Ge's eyes widened in surprise.

He Changsheng said: "I know your secret, so I can take care of you as much as possible."

Dong Ge rarely showed a cautious side, and nodded slightly: "Thank you, Senior He. But..."

He Changsheng understood what he wanted to say: "This is our secret. I will not tell others."

"Brother Lou..."

He Changsheng originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but as soon as he raised his hand, he thought of Dongge's difficulty, and immediately retracted his hand, grabbed Dongge's carrying bag, and clenched it tightly as if swearing.

People who can't talk about love always talk about promises with clumsy seriousness: "Others are people other than us."