It's better to fall in love than abuse scum [Quick Transmigration]

In the empty dormitory of the school, Zhou Chi sat by the bed, staring at his hands in rapt attention.

The door lock that smashed at Ji Honglang was picked up from the corner by him casually, and it has long since disappeared. Ji Honglang was bloodied by him, but it didn't stain him at all, but there was still a trace of it in his palm. Whitening marks after excessive force.

At this time, his stomach suddenly growled, he withdrew his hand, got up and walked to the balcony.

System: "Mr. Zhou, don't you go to eat first?"

Zhou Chi: "I just beat someone up. As a 'poor boy', how can I go to eat without burden?"

system:? ?

Zhou Chi: "Don't worry, my retainers will bring me food."

System: "Come on, Mr. Zhou, please call Xiaojin whenever you need it." [玫瑰] [玫瑰]

Zhou Chi waited for three hours.

The university they are in is located in a small basin, with low mountains on one side. When the night falls, looking out from the balcony of the dormitory, the mountains and plains are full of stars, including some dazzling lights scattered on the basketball court. .

Zhou Chi held on to the railing with his hands, the stars reflected in his eyes, and the sweaty shouts from the basketball court could be heard next to his ears. The night wind blew up his shirt in an arc, and his whole body seemed to melt into the night to go.

This is what Zhang Chen saw when he came in with the packed dinner.

He frowned slightly, put the lunch box aside, pushed open the balcony door and covered Zhou Chi with his coat: "Why are you standing here?"

Zhou Chi didn't speak.

Zhang Chen's gaze moved down slightly, and landed on his hand that was tightly gripping the railing.

He walked closer, grabbed his hand with irresistible force, and forced him to turn and look at himself.

The person in front of him finally reacted, but the usual calmness and indifference disappeared from those dark eyes. On the contrary, the worries and fears inside gathered into a black ocean, and his body trembled slightly. smell.

Zhang Chen sighed calmly, and asked, "Are you worried about Alang's injury?"

Zhou Chi looked up at him, his lips moved, with an expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

Zhang Chen said: "Don't worry, there's nothing serious about him, it's just that the injury is on the head after all, and it won't be able to take care of him within ten days and half a month."

Zhou Chi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the first sentence, but he couldn't help but raise his heart when he heard the second half of the sentence.

"Then he..."

"You also understand Alan's personality. To be on the safe side, you can go to my house for a few days, okay?"

Zhou Chi glanced at Zhang Chen blankly, and only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter belatedly, and said at a loss, "I...he...shall I apologize to him first?"

Zhang Chen was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his head: "You can apologize, but it will take two days first."

Zhou Chi blinked his eyes very slowly, then nodded, his well-behaved but helpless appearance is like a little animal with nowhere to live, fleeing in a panic but has nowhere to go, he can only hide in his in the arms.

Zhang Chen's heart moved, he led the person into the room, closed the door, and instantly cut off half of the noise on the court.

There is also a bowl of packaged noodles on the desk in the dormitory. The mouth of the plastic bag is slightly open, and a familiar fragrance wafts out.

"This is..." Zhou Chi realized.

Zhang Chendao: "I guess you didn't go to eat, so I went to your noodle shop to pack a bowl of noodles for you." He said, walked over to untie the plastic bag, and the fragrance burst out, wafting all over the room .

"How do you know where my shop is?" Zhou Chi was surprised, he had never taken Zhang Chen there.

Zhang Chen paused slightly, but it was only for a moment. He pushed the lunch box towards Zhou Chi: "If you want to know, you will naturally know."

Zhou Chi accepted this statement, and after a while he said, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Chen asked, "Why do you apologize?"

Zhou Chi was silent for a while, and then said: "I seem to have caused you a lot of trouble today."

"What are you talking about, let's eat quickly." Zhang Chen pressed his head, picked up the remote control and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees.

Zhou Chi lowered his eyes, and after a while he responded in a low voice, moved to sit down at the table, and picked up chopsticks to eat noodles.

Zhang Chen leaned back against the eaves of the table, half-closed his eyes and watched Zhou Chi's hair twirling, a strong urge to go up and kiss him suddenly rose in his heart, but the current situation was not suitable, so he forced himself Look away.

The portion of the noodles was quite large, and Zhou Chi couldn't finish it. He quietly packed the lunch box, went to the balcony and opened the door to let the smell out.

As soon as the door opened, the noise on the court swept in again, occasionally mixed with the sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground.

Zhang Chen raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was a quarter past seven, which was still early. Then he turned his head and looked out the window. On the court, two boys were scrambling for the ball in front of the backboard.

Zhang Chen glanced at Zhou Chi, who was obviously absent-minded, and asked, "Can you play?"

"Ah?" Zhou Chi was about to walk out the door with a garbage bag in his hand, when he turned around in surprise, "Basketball?"

"Other sports are fine, too?"

"It's all just a little..."

"It's okay." Zhang Chen said, and threw the garbage bag outside the door for him, "You pack your things first, and move to my place first tonight."

"Are you going now..." Zhou Chi hesitated, "Will it trouble you?"

"Of course not. I usually live alone, so it can be more lively when you come. Well, you can clean up first. Don't think too much about today's affairs. You can just go to my house to stay with me for two days, okay?" ?"

Zhou Chi didn't intend to refuse, so he pretended to hesitate for a while and started to pack his things.

Zhang Chen's apartment is not far from the school, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, simple decoration and clear style.The greening downstairs of the community is also very good. In addition to the professional badminton court, there is also a small basketball court.

Zhang Chen took Zhou Chi to settle briefly and then threw him a red jersey.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chi looked blank.

"Take you down to exercise, and you can sleep well after sweating."

Zhou Chi was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood Zhang Chen's intentions.At this time, the evening wind was slightly intoxicating, and the temperature was not as piercing as usual. There were many people walking in the community, and the basketball court was also quite lively. Zhou Chi couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Sensing his expression, Zhang Chen urged with a smile, "Go and change quickly, I'll wait for you at the door."

Holding his jersey, Zhou Chi responded in a low voice for a long while: "Okay."

District basketball court.

It was windy at night, but Zhang Chen only wore a loose jersey, revealing just the right muscles on his arms.

Zhou Chi was more afraid of the cold than him, and added a loose white short sleeve to the red jersey. His slender and beautiful neck emerged from the collar of the shirt, and his fair collarbone could be seen along the slightly open neckline.

He shook his shoulders, and took off the knee-length down jacket that Zhang Chen had put on him before leaving the door.

In fact, he is not good at basketball, but Zhang Chen is very patient and has been slowly guiding him. At this moment, a basketball flew over from a distance. Zhang Chen wanted to remind him but failed in time. Hearing the sound of "boom", then his head shook violently. At that moment, he didn't even realize what happened. He could only see Zhang Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him with a worried expression on his face.

"...What did you say?" Zhou Chi was completely out of the situation, "I can't hear you clearly."

"..."

"What?" Zhou Chi asked again.

Zhang Chen was silent. After a while, Zhou Chi heard him say: "Do you feel better?"

Only then did Zhou Chi fully react, and touched the back of his head that was aching, "Did I get hit by a basketball just now?"

"...Yes." Zhang Chen said.

Zhou Chi nodded, and suddenly he looked at Zhang Chen seriously, and asked, "Then why are you laughing?"

"Is there? Did I laugh?" Zhang Chen refused to admit it.

"..." Zhou Chi said expressionlessly, "You are laughing, you are taking pleasure in other's misfortune."

Zhang Chen really wanted to say no, but the smile on his face betrayed him early in the morning. Seeing that Zhou Chi was about to become angry, he finally controlled his expression and said seriously, "Who? Who hit you?" He pretended to settle accounts with the person who hit Zhou Chi.

However, the person who hit Zhou Chi was clearly aware of danger, and had already disappeared at this moment. Zhang Chen scanned around and found no suspicious person. He could only turn around with a suppressed smile, and rubbed his big hand on Zhou Chi's swollen area. Very sincerely said: "It's not ashamed to be hit by the ball, but it should be ashamed to hit the ball like this. Don't be angry, I will rub it for you...does it still hurt?"

At this moment, the two were so close that Zhou Chi could feel the other party's breath spraying on top of his head.

He tilted his head, shrunk to avoid the warm palm behind his head, walked to the side and sat down silently with reddish ear tips.

A thin and thin young man sat on a long row of stone benches by the side of the court with his head bowed. The street lights around the three-meter-high barbed wire fence were bright and dazzling. The hair was very black and soft.

The desire to kiss the person in front of him returned, even intensified.

Zhang Chen walked over almost uncontrollably, then bent down and kissed reverently on the hairpin on his head.

The lips attached to the scalp were extremely hot. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Chen seemed to have no idea how to write the word low-key at all. A "kiss and hair gift" lasted for almost five seconds, so long that even Zhou Chi himself forgot to push him away .

Finally, Zhang Chen let him go and sat down beside him, and the two were silent for a moment.

The noise around them is endless, the air is full of hot sweat and the smell of hormones, and the two are sitting leg to leg, wearing identical red jerseys, which look like Russian dolls from a distance.

Zhou Chi: "Just now..."

Zhang Chen: "Just now..."

After a pause, Zhou Chi said, "Let's talk first."

Zhang Chen was silent for a moment, and then said: "I was the one who was abrupt just now."

Zhou Chi's fist on his knee tightened instantly, and said, "It's okay... Actually..."

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Chen suddenly kissed Zhou Chi again in full view.

After a brief kiss of lips and teeth, Zhang Chen stepped back a little.

His head was still slightly tilted, his elbows were bent on his knees, and his back drew a natural and smooth arc.

He stared at Zhou Chi, who obviously hadn't reacted yet, and said: "...It was true that I was abrupt just now, but my abruptness has been brewing for too long. I don't know, would you like to give me a chance?"