Blow

After returning to the dormitory, after washing up and lying down on the bed, Xia Jue still felt her ears aching and hot.

Wen Xiao is so fierce.he thinks.And greedily hope that even if it is so fierce, Wen Xiao will only treat him alone.

Xia Jue touched his earlobe, still a bit reluctant to let the pain and heat subside. He planned to get his ears pierced tomorrow, and only one piercing would be enough. Then he could wear an earring related to Wen Xiao as a souvenir.

Which one should I choose?

He opened WeChat, clicked on the only top chat bar, and asked Wen Xiao: What do you like.

Wen Xiao didn't reply right away.

Xia Jue was not in a hurry. He read his own news and thought about it. He felt that the question was too general, so he added a few more sentences.

While waiting for Wen Xiao's reply, Lou Shanguan, the roommate on the lower bunk, suddenly stretched out his neck and poked his head to the edge of his bed.

The visual effect is like a head floating in the air.Xia Jue was taken aback: "...what's wrong?"

Lou Shanguan said quietly: "You know Wen Xiao."

Xia Jue blinked, and the other two roommates, Wang Yue and Bao Ming, turned their heads from the computer and asked in unison, "Who is Wen Xiao?"

"You don't know Wen Xiao? It's the one from the School of Management. The famous people in our class, the college entrance examination scores start with—" Lou Shanguan compared numbers with hand gestures, "It turned out that he came to us. You have never heard of it." ?”

"Fuck me?" Bao Ming looked at the numbers he compared and was stunned, "It's true or not. How many bottles did this guy blow on the day he volunteered? How can he really love this poor academy?"

Lou Shanguan said mysteriously: "I don't know if it's true love, I only heard that he is an avant-garde, and he deliberately sacrificed himself in order to face the exam-oriented education."

The other roommates were still interested, but when they heard what he said, they all expressed disbelief and said he made it up.

"Why did I just make it up? Is it necessary for me to make it up?" Lou Shanguan was dissatisfied, and turned to Xia Jue, "Xia—that, Jue. Xia Jue, I saw you talking to Wen Xiao on the road, come here Say, is that the case for Wen Xiao?"

Xia Jue was at a loss: "He didn't tell me this."

There were boos in the dormitory.

Lou Shanguan became a little anxious: "I really don't need to talk nonsense about this. If you don't believe me, go to the School of Management and ask. Xia Jue, Wen Xiao didn't even tell you this, are you friends?"

Xia Jue hesitated and said, "It's true that we've known each other not long ago..."

Lou Shanguan was extremely depressed immediately, he went back to his bed and yelled: "Sleeping!"

Not long after he finished shouting, at 10:30, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

Turning off the lights can't stop the Internet-addicted teenager from fighting on the battlefield.Except for Xia Jue and Lou Shanguan, everyone else was still playing games in full swing, and the sound of fighting was endless.

Xia Jue was lying on her side, constantly looking at her phone, still waiting for Wen Xiao's reply.But it was getting later and later, he wondered if Wen Xiao had fallen asleep.

——Wen Xiao really didn't sleep.

The situation on his side was similar to Xia Jue's side. They were also playing games, and those talking on the phone were making a lot of noise.In particular, Chen Anxin seemed to have had a quarrel with his girlfriend, yelling angrily while holding the phone, and humiliated at times. He had been mentally split for more than half an hour.

Wen Xiao lay down for a long time, closed his eyes and rested, feeling speechless.In such a dormitory environment, what is the point of the school forcing freshmen to live on campus?

In the past, junior and senior high schools had special dormitory patrols at night, and they were not allowed to move around and make noise after the lights were turned off. If you said one more word, you would be knocked on the door and warned, and points would be deducted twice for warnings. The points were directly linked to the head teacher's bonus.Under such a system, it is conceivable that everyone unconsciously develops the same harmonious work and rest: going to bed at 09:30 in the evening, starting at 05:30 in the morning, and only sleeping until [-]:[-] at home on weekends.

Of course, it is impossible to have similar regulations in universities, and Wen Xiao understands this truth.However, there are unspoken rules in the dormitory collective life. It mainly depends on whether people will consciously abide by them.

There was a loud "crash", and Pang Shijian knocked over a bag of lobster chips and spilled it all over the floor.

Wen Xiao looked over and saw that Pang Shijian was staring at the screen, holding the mouse with one hand, and casually scooping it up with the other. He picked up the bag of lobster chips and threw it on the table, leaving a mess on the floor.Another person passed by and stepped on the debris.

Wen Xiao took a deep breath, turned over irritably, and faced the wall.Large yellow and gray stains can be seen everywhere on the wall, so suspicious that people dare not guess the cause.Fortunately, Wen Xiao hung up a mosquito net, and it was still somewhat isolated.

In contrast, although Xia Jue's house is simple in layout, it is very tidy and its location is good, away from the night market, it is quiet.

In fact, it was only a few nights, but Wen Xiao already began to miss it.

And Xia Jue.

Wen Xiao unconsciously pinched the thumb and index finger of his right hand, recalling the soft and delicate touch before.Xia Jue's skin is exceptionally good. When he squeezed it, he even felt that a small piece of white and thin soft flesh would melt on his fingertips.

But the more this happened, the more he wanted to use his strength.He didn't realize that he had such bad tastes before, and it seemed that Xia Jue was particularly able to arouse some "bad" thoughts in him.

— like a pervert.

Wen Xiao suddenly realized the movement of his fingers, and felt an unspeakable awkwardness and hotness in his heart.It was the same on the side of the road before, when the gentle evening wind scratched his heart, he always felt that he should smile at Xia Jue.What about after a smile?Is there more to it?

The dormitory was still busy, and it was impossible to sleep for a while.Wen Xiao picked up his phone, only to see a notification on the notification bar that Xia Jue had sent a message half an hour ago.

Xia Jue: What do you like?

Xia Jue: Food, necessities, movies and TV shows, or sports all count.Anything is fine, just say whatever you want.

Xia Jue: Are you asleep?

Xia Jue's WeChat name uses a different homonym, which looks sharp and completely different from his real name.Wen Xiao thinks that the original word is suitable for him.

Wen Xiao replied: No.

After more than ten seconds, Xia Jue asked again: Then tell me.

Wen Xiao frowned, but there was no immediate answer.Even if Xia Jue gave an example, such a question is still too broad.He typed: hard to say.

Xia Jue quickly sent: Then do you have any nickname?

Wen Xiao became wary: why are you asking this?

Xia Jue hesitated for a while in the dialog box, but changed the subject without saying anything clearly.

Xia Jue: Someone in the dormitory saw me talking to you and asked me if I knew why you came to our school.

Xia Jue: They said that you are opposed to self-sacrifice in exam-oriented education... and so on. Ask me if it is true.I said that we have only known each other not long ago, and I don't know.

Wen Xiao replied with "um".He didn't care about the ridiculous content in front, and only paid attention to the end. Xia Jue said that they just met each other not long ago.

This sentence made Wen Xiao a little uncomfortable and a little surprised.In fact, after careful calculation, they have indeed only been in contact for less than 20 days, and their relationship has improved by leaps and bounds in terms of time.

We've eaten together, we've had drinks together, we've played ball together - isn't that what boys are all about?They also slept together, hugged each other, and Xia Jue unilaterally talked about some private family matters.

There are crackling sounds of keyboard and mouse, arguments, scolding or cheering, noisy and annoying.Wen Xiao didn't turn on the message notification tone, and the one-on-one communication on the small screen of the phone was quiet.

Wen Xiao suddenly had a desire, whether it was a desire to confide or a desire to tell, he wanted to say something to Xia Jue, which he was unwilling to mention in front of Wen Rushi, and even Fu Ningyu only knew about it. perhaps.

He began to ponder his words.

Xia Jue first sent a paragraph: Um... can I ask a question?Just make sure you don't get angry.

Being interrupted like this, Wen Xiao deleted half of the sentence that had already been typed, and at the same time dispelled the impulsive thought of telling and telling.

He retyped: You speak first.

Xia Jue's name changed to "typing" and was displayed for a long time. A wave of hesitation and nervousness came across the screen.After a while, he finally sent the message.

Xia Jue: Last time you talked about your... about your father.So you're here because he's gone?That is, bankruptcy or something like that, family fortunes...

Xia Jue: If, if it is, it doesn't matter... You don't have to pay my rent in the future, I, I will take care of you.

There are a lot of emoticons interspersed between sentences, and it looks so colorful that it is impossible to read the complete text information at first glance.Xia Jue probably wanted to express euphemism in this way, after all, Wen Xiao's reaction was too big last time.

This time, Wen Xiao only frowned slightly, and then thought it was funny.

Wen Xiao replied: The family is in decline?The tuition fee for three books is three to five times that of one book.You can really think.How many books by that author have you read?

Xia Jue blushed with embarrassment and said: Not much...

Wen Xiao said: Don't think blindly, and don't believe the nonsense of outsiders.

With a "boom", on the other end of the phone, Xia Jue jumped up from the bed, hitting his head hard against the ceiling.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Loushanguan got his head out again, "An earthquake?"

Bao Ming frantically clicked the mouse and said, "What a shock! Let's play disco upstairs."

While they weren't paying attention, Xia Jue lay down secretly, covering her head, her face was so hot that her heart was beating higher and higher in her chest, almost jumping out of her mouth.

He couldn't tell if he hit his head or what, he felt dizzy.He thought: Wen Xiao just said that others are outsiders!What about him, is he himself?Or... a wife.

He looked at his phone, Wen Xiao asked again: Is there anything else?

Xia Jue quickly replied: No more.

Wen Xiao said: I'm asleep.

Xia Jue said "good night" to him, and Wen Xiao gave him a moony expression.

After that, Xia Jue was embarrassed to bother Wen Xiao, and she held the phone in her arms and refused to put it down, hiding under the blanket and laughing quietly, a little silly.

It's stupid to be stupid, after all, this is the first time, Wen Xiao took the initiative to get closer to him.

Xia Jue felt that Wen Xiao's attitude towards her had changed, towards a better direction, but it was a pity that she didn't know what the opportunity was, otherwise he could have opened up this opportunity earlier, and then he and Wen Xiao could have made further progress as soon as possible.

He didn't know that for love, an opportunity is often born at the first sight of sparks flying when two people meet.The lamp has not flickered at that moment, and it will never be lit.

All the way across, at 306 in Nanwu Dormitory Building, Wen Xiao put down his phone and realized that he had said something intimate just now.When typing those words, the rainy night appeared in his mind, Xia Jue was sitting on the bench in the gazebo, his exposed skin was so white that it seemed to be shining.

He always felt that he thought about that night too many times.

Wen Xiao quietly put down the phone, but she still couldn't fall asleep.At one o'clock in the morning, other people in the dormitory went to bed one after another. The old bed frame creaked loudly and took a long time to subside.

Wen Xiao closed his eyes, suddenly wondering what kind of dream he would have tonight.