Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The indomitable boy was carried away by his deskmate for a while and finally got permission to sit down and rest. After sitting for less than half a minute, he stood up again with a strange expression on his face.

When I stood up, my waist was sore and my legs hurt. When I sat down, I changed the focus point, and the new focus point started to ache.

What's worse is that when he stood up and walked a few steps, the root of his thigh started to hurt, not soreness, but cramps.

Qiu Zhen looked at him inexplicably, just now he talked harshly to sit down and rest, why did he stand up again?

Bi Xia stood still, he knew how to deal with the cramp in his calf, he just stretched it, how to stretch his thigh?

After taking two steps, he stood still, with a forbearing expression on his face, and Qiu Zhen could see that something was wrong.

"what happened?"

Bi Xia shook his head, did not speak, and did not refuse Qiu Zhen's support.

"Cramp? Can you walk? Can I carry you?"

"Need not."

"It's really unnecessary? It's even more embarrassing to be carried away later, you should think about it clearly."

"you--"

"I'm waiting, I know."

Qiu Zhen squatted down in front of him with a face of indifference: "Come here."

Bi Xia stared at him for a long time, they ran the same project but now there is such a big gap.Bi Xia made up his mind to run every morning when he recovered.

The boy's shoulders are still a little thin, but they can support the weight of another person.

"Hey, don't blow on my neck."

Bi Xia raised his head slightly.

"...It's still the neck, the ears are more itchy."

Bi Xia paused for a moment: "Put me down."

As soon as he struggled, he started to hit him again: "Hold tight, don't move around, you are very heavy, maybe I won't be able to carry it on my back, and if I fall together, I will give you the bottom."

Although he yelled like this, his footsteps were not chaotic.

Bi Xia didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and just lay on his shoulder with peace of mind after being tormented by him.Qiu Zhen stopped beeping, he also ran five thousand like Bi Xia, and now he is still walking behind his back, it is impossible not to be tired at all.

Now everyone was walking back to the teaching building from the playground, and Qiu Zhen carried him on his back to take a detour, from the playground to the dormitory.

Bi Xia leaned on his back, which felt a little strange. In my memory, both my grandfather and father carried him like this, but the feeling was completely different.

When he was young, he relied on the person who carried him with all his heart, and now he has to rely on the person who carried him.

The route Qiu Zhen took was not the same as what Bi Xia thought. He calmed down and asked, "Go to the dormitory?"

"Otherwise? Do you want to be surrounded by people?"

Of course Bi Xia didn't want to, but he didn't have the key on him.

"I didn't have the key."

"I didn't bring either."

They were just running, and the keys were dangerous items when they were running, so of course they would not carry them with them.

Bi Xia: "..."

Qiu Zhen: "Just kidding, our dormitory key is on the door frame."

Just as Bi Xia was about to say that it was your dormitory, Qiu Zhen had already carried him to the front of the dormitory building.

A few girls came out from the girls' dormitory, chatting and laughing, and came to this side, Bi Xia turned his head and whispered: "You let me down, I will go by myself."

Qiu Zhen didn't care about his concerns: "Don't move, falling on the stairs is no joke."

Bi Xia: "..."

Usually there is no one in the dormitory at this time, but these days, the teacher will usually approve of the sports meeting and wanting to come back to take a shower after the game.

When they go upstairs, people passing by in the corridor will look at them more, but only a look, it is normal for students with injured legs and feet to help them back upstairs.

Qiu Zhen didn't let him down until he reached the door of the dormitory. He took out the key from the door frame and opened the door.

Bi Xia was pressed on the bed by him and struggled to get up.

Qiu Zhen said: "Now it's you who is covered in sweat, and it's me who just washed the quilt this week. What do you dislike?"

"I'm going to take a shower."

"This is my bed and I don't dislike you, just lie down and don't toss about."

The mat on the Qiuzheng bed is not the common bamboo mat but a straw mat, with cotton under the straw mat, which is soft, warm and comfortable.The quilt was uniformly distributed by the school, and it also smelled of sunshine, which made people drowsy.

Qiu Zhen sat by the bed and watched him, ready to suppress him at any time, but Bi Xia closed his eyes and fell asleep.

There were three sets of summer school uniforms, and their balcony faced north. Before the two sets of laundry in the morning were completely dry, Qiu Zhen took a T-shirt to the bathroom.

When Qiu Zhen came back, he didn't know which dormitory door was not pressed properly. When the wind blew, it closed heavily, making a loud noise.His first reaction was to look at the person on the bed.

Bi Xia didn't wake up, it seemed that he was really tired.

Qiu Zhen was also a little sleepy, but his bed was donated to his deskmate, so he sat by the bed and stared at Bi Xia for a while.

I sigh again, how does this person look so good, how can he be so good-looking, his eyes, nose and mouth follow Brother Qiu's eyes everywhere.

One of the dormitory housekeeping inspections requires the curtains to be knotted, and the height is still standard. Qiu Zhen and the others thought it was troublesome and just took off the curtains and threw them away. Anyway, don’t want to sleep in at school, it doesn’t matter if there are curtains or not.

It's different now, the interior is well lit during the day.Qiu Zhen looked at his sleeping deskmate and took out the sheets from the cabinet and hung them on the clothes rail outside.

Indoor light is much weaker.

As soon as Qi Jiale returned to the dormitory, he saw someone lying on Qiu Zhen's bed: "Brother Qiu got up, if you sleep again, you will have insomnia at night."

Qiu Zhen pushed open the balcony door and came in: "What are you shouting about? I'm here."

When the wind blew just now, a corner of the bed sheet fell off, and he went out to fix it again.

The moment Qi Jiale saw Qiuzheng, Qi Jiale's hairs stood on end. Brother Qiu was outside, who was on the bed? !In the blink of an eye, he made up many supernatural stories in his brain and dared not go to bed.

Bi Xia was woken up by his voice, sat up and rubbed his eyes.His expression was dazed for a moment, but he quickly adjusted it, but a pinch of curled hair on the back of his head betrayed him.

Qiu Zhen hooked the corner of his mouth and ignored Qi Jiale: "Are you awake?"

Only then did Qi Jiale turn his attention to the bed again. The person on the bed was the school committee? !

Bi Xia loves to be clean, and there are sheets and quilt covers in the cabinet, and dry cleaning is sent every week.This is what his roommate said, fidelity.There are no secrets between boys, the whole class knows about it.

Everyone defaults to his cleanliness and takes the initiative to keep a distance from him.

Bi Xia got up and put on his shoes. He was still sore after sleeping, but his spirit improved a lot.

"I'm going to take a shower."

When he woke up, Qiu Zhen stopped tossing the sheets and tore them off, instantly brightening the room.

"You don't want to wash in cold water like this?"

Bi Xia didn't speak, and Qiu Zhen took it as his acquiescence.

"It's all so miserable, be nice to yourself."

Bi Xia pursed her lips and looked at him silently, as if asking what do you want to do.The weather is okay these days, and the cold water is actually not that cold. The point is that there is only cold water in the bathroom of the dormitory.

Qiu Zhen and him looked at each other for a while: "Okay, okay, sit down later and I'll get you a pot of hot water."

Qiuzhen himself didn't have a water bottle at all, and Wei Xin had one for the entire dormitory, and he had to soak his feet every day before going to bed.Thinking that a pot of water might not be enough, I borrowed one from the next door.

When he came back, he saw Bi Xia going out, and stopped him: "I told you, I'll get you a pot of hot water, what's the hurry?"

Bi Xia told himself that this was at the same table, and he just carried him all the way back, so treat him better.

"I'll go back and get my clothes."

Only then did Qiu Zhen let him go.

Qi Jiale was stunned for a long time, and Bi Xia came back to his senses after leaving. He grabbed Qiu Zhen's hand and asked him for proof: "Fuck, brother Qiu, you tricked the school committee into bed?"

Qiu Zhen waved him away in disgust: "What do you mean I tricked him into bed, be careful with what you say."

Bi Xia usually talks less and has good grades, and they don't dare to hook up with him, so they naturally have a sense of distance.

It is surprising that Qiu Zhen has a good relationship with him, even if they are at the same table.Qi Jiale gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Qiu, you are a big fan."

It was already dinner time, and three people came back from the dormitory, and they were chatting when Bi Xia went back.

"I don't know how our old class game is going."

"I went to see it, and I told you that our old class is very skilled. Standing under the basket and shooting, it is like playing a shooting machine, one after another, two people on the side pass him the ball, and the three balls are rotated. Match his speed."

"True or false, people should not be judged by their appearance."

"I heard that Laoban High School belongs to the basketball team."

As soon as Bi Xia came back, they stopped talking and started to care about Bi Xia's condition.

"fine."

Seeing him tidy up the toilet, Chen Zekai asked, "Are the school committee going to take a shower?"

Bi Xia nodded, and the dormitory fell into an awkward silence.Chen Zekai scratched his head. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that he really didn't know what to say. He always felt that the school committee was out of touch with others and would not participate in their boring topics.

After Bi Xia packed up his things, he went to the balcony, and the three of them in the dormitory started chatting in low voices again.

Qiu Zhen stood at the door with two festive kettles in his hands and called out, "Bi Xia, take a bath."

Bi Xia went out with the things she had just packed.

The roommate behind her looked terrified, and ran for a walk together, Bi Xia could actually take a bath with someone?

Bi Xia wanted to take the kettle from him, but Qiu Zhen avoided him: "You still have a basin in your hand, how do you get it? I'll carry it for you."

Bi Xia did not refuse again: "Thank you."

Qiu Zhen helped him carry the kettle to the bathroom, and Bi Xia entered the cubicle, where Qiu Zhen's feet could be seen.

His undressed hand paused: "Aren't you going?"

"Are you going to cramp with a little effort in this situation now? I'll wait here, in case you fall into the embarrassment. You have a thin skin, and you must be embarrassed to call someone."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed as if foreseeing his tragic situation: "It's too miserable."

Bi Xia didn't want someone outside to listen while taking a bath, what's the difference between listening and watching?

"Aren't you going to wash?"

"I washed it."

Bi Xia knew that he had washed it, and he knew that Qiu Zhen changed his clothes: "You can go and do the laundry."

"No, I don't worry about you."

Bi Xia wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qiu Zhen: "Hurry up and wash, we have to study by ourselves at night, and we haven't had dinner yet."

Qiuzheng is different from him, so there should be no other meaning.

Thinking of this, Bi Xia turned on the tap to add water.Qiu Zhen found a chair from nowhere, and it is much more convenient to place the washbasin on the chair.

Qiu Zhen leaned against the outside of the bathroom cubicle, and everyone who passed by subconsciously stayed away from him.If he looked like a social boss when he first changed his hairstyle, he looks like a social boss who just came out now.

"Do you want to help? Don't be polite to me. You should help each other at the same table. You see, I will carry you back this afternoon and give you the bed."

"unnecessary."

The sound of water stopped for a while, Qiu Zhen thought of something, and said with a smirk: "If the soap drops and you can't squat down, brother can help you pick it up."

Bi Xia slipped his hand, and the soap really fell off.

He leaned over to pick it up, every muscle in his body was protesting, Bi Xia endured the pain, picked up the soap and rinsed it off with water.

In the sound of water, Zhong Qiuzhen heard his tablemate's voice without warmth: "Can you get out?"