Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

In summer, I went to the remedial class in the afternoon and came with my parents in the evening. There were eight people at the dining table, and Nan Nan was still hugging her.

The only guests were juniors, so they didn't move out of the big round table, and several people sat around the Eight Immortals table.

This table was brought over from an old house. It has been around for some years. The black and red paint surface is shiny, but it is wiped clean.With a long history of family education, Qiu Zhen is still more interested in these old objects, staring at the engravings on the horizontal rail of the table to study.

The dishes were served quickly, and Qiu Zhen noticed the writing on the wall just now: Eat without talking

He was going to eat this meal honestly, but soon he found out that these few might just look good.

Aunt: "Sister and brother-in-law didn't come back again? They are busy people, and it's normal if they don't come back. Bi Xia is so promising, he must be very busy in the future, right?"

Before Bi Xia could answer, Xia Tian swallowed the food in his mouth, and nodded in agreement: "Well, you are the most free in our family."

Chen Qiuxia was so blocked that she had nothing to say, and after a while she complained, "What are you talking about? How does mother work when she is just out of confinement? Besides, I am at home to take care of you."

"Is it to take care of my younger brother? You also said that you would send me to live in school."

Qiu Zhen silently praised her in his heart, good girl, just say a few more words if he can speak, in order to express his support, he added drinks to Xia Tian.

"Girls don't drink so much... You see, doesn't your cousin live in junior high school? How good your grades are, you can make many friends."

"Then my cousin's school is still on the mountain. There is a central air conditioner in the school which is hundreds of thousands a year. Why don't you take me there?"

Old Mr. Xia obviously favored Bi Xia, Chen Qiuxia just wanted to tell him that his daughter could not be relied on if he was far away, and that he would depend on his son for the elderly in the future.Bi Xia was brought up by him, and his grades were very good. She wanted him to take Nan Nan with him, but Xia Tian blocked her twice.

She wanted to say something more, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get down the steps, and there were outsiders around. Xia Tian had caused unpleasant disturbances over the past few days because of the incident at school, so she wouldn't give her any face at all.

More importantly, it was as if she hadn't heard what Mr. Xia said, and she had nowhere to use her strength.

Xia Wenyuan ended the topic: "Okay, I won't send you to live in school."

Qiu Zhen, who was a guest, couldn't get in the conversation, he felt very uncomfortable, so he picked up a piece of ribs for Bi Xia.

What is it all about? No wonder Bi Xia doesn't relax when eating at home.

They sat on the same side of the Eight Immortals table, Qiuzheng was on the left and Bixia was on the right, arms next to each other, just like in a classroom.

Bi Xia thought for a while and gave him a piece of fish with chopsticks. Qiu Zhen saw the extra fish in the bowl and looked at the people around him. Bi Xia looked down and ate the rice in his bowl as if nothing had happened. The corners of Zhenggougou's mouth squeezed to his side, getting closer.

Qiu Zhen used his left hand to avoid bumping into Bi Xia. After Chen Qiuxia noticed it, he glanced at him several times, but she didn't say anything because he was a guest.

When Mr. Xia wanted Qiu Zhen to stay overnight after dinner, he stayed without even pushing.

Xia Tian couldn't go home either, she lived in the guest room on the second floor, and at night on the third floor, she and her two brothers did their homework—she and Qiu Zhen wrote, Bi Xia read, and from time to time they had to solve problems for them.

As soon as nine o'clock came in summer, I went downstairs to wash and go to bed, but Qiu Zhen hadn't finished writing.

"How much worse."

"And English and politics."

"Take a shower first?"

"You wash first, by the way, where can I sleep?"

"Guest room."

"Didn't I sleep with you?"

"Do not."

Qiu Zhen wanted to sleep with his deskmate to boost his relationship, so he decided to try again: "Usually when you go to a classmate's house, don't you sleep together?"

Bi Xia still said: "There are guest rooms."

Bi Xia's bedroom had a bathroom, and he came out of the shower to bring Qiu Zhen a set of pajamas and brand new underwear.

"The bathroom outside is not often used, and there are no toiletries. You come to my room to wash, and the towels have been put away."

When Qiu Zhen was taking a shower, Bi Xia went to the next door to make his bed. He took out a clean sheet from the cabinet and made it up, and found cotton wool to put on the quilt cover.

In order not to sweat, he moved very slowly. After making the bed, he returned to his room and Qiu Zhen happened to be out of the bathroom.

There is no heating in the south, and Bi Xia doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner. When Qiu Zhen came out, he was so cold that he took a deep breath and then quickly slipped into Bi Xia's bed.Bi Xia didn't go to bed, the quilt was cold, but at least there was a quilt.

He didn't have any clothes on, so he came out topless.

"Where's your pajamas?"

"Falled on the floor, wet."

"I'll get you a new one."

"It's okay, I have a quilt, I won't freeze to death, come up quickly, let's talk at night by candlelight."

You haven't finished your homework yet, you can write this tomorrow.

You go to the guest room.

He changed his words several times, and finally said, "I'm going to the next door."

Qiu Zhen jumped up and dragged him onto the bed. Bi Xia was unprepared and was dragged onto the bed by him.

Two half-grown teenagers threw themselves on the bed, and the bed fell heavily.Qiu Zhen rolled around and pulled off the quilt to cover it up: "Why is it so troublesome, we can sleep together."

Bi Xia was lying on the bed, with a muffled voice: "Then you wear pajamas, or you go to the next door."

He agreed to sleep together and insisted that Qiu Zhen wear pajamas, so Qiu Zhen did it obediently.I don't know what's wrong with my deskmate. It's like this at school. When I enter the bathroom, I lower my head. Obviously everyone is a man, so why be embarrassed.

Bi Xia got out of bed and turned off the lights, and silently told himself that the bed was big enough to not touch anyone.

Then, as soon as he lay down in bed, he was hugged.

The rough and heroic hug without the slightest charm is probably the way to hug a body pillow.

"open."

"Don't let it go."

"hot."

"I'm cold, cover me up."

It's you who's hot.

Behind him is the body temperature of another person, beside his ears is a heartbeat that does not belong to him, and there is a warm breath on the side of his neck, and even though he knows that Qiu Zhen likes girls, Bi Xia is still in a daze.

He suddenly thought, if, if he can find someone he likes in the future, will it be like this?

He didn't reject the feeling of being forcibly invaded by someone who originally belonged to his own territory, but he was more helpless.

Helpless, but also a little warm.

But it shouldn't be like this, this distance is too close.

Bi Xia took a deep breath, turned around, and Qiu Zhen took advantage of the situation to circle him: "What are you doing? Throw yourself into a hug?"

Bi Xia paused for a second before saying, "Don't touch me."

Qiu Zhen tightened his hands, and Bi Xia was forced to lean towards him.

"Aren't you wronged? You're the one who came here by yourself. Can you blame me?"

I couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but Bi Xia could hear his laughter and feel his chest vibrating.

They are close to each other and breathe together. Today they use the same shower gel, the same shampoo, and the same toothpaste.

Bi Xia held his breath and turned his head: "It's too close."

"what?"

His voice was so soft that he seemed to be talking to himself, but Qiu Zhen couldn't hear him clearly.Bi Xia shook his head lightly and closed his eyes.

Anyway, it's only one night, anyway, Qiuzhen has no other meaning.

As the night deepened, Qiu Zhen stopped bothering him, let go of his hand, and closed his eyes next to him.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes again and nudged the people around him: "Hey, I never asked, is your birthday over? When is it?"

Bi Xia opened his eyes and was silent for a while: "Today."

"what?!"

Qiu Zhen jumped up suddenly, the air-conditioning got into the bed, and he quickly covered himself up, let alone be cold, don't let the tablemate catch a cold.

"Then why hasn't anyone given it to you?"

The family follows the lunar calendar and does not remember the Gregorian calendar, but his parents have always given him the Gregorian calendar.

"Oh, when is the lunar calendar?"

"The second day of December."

"What day is it today?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch the phone, and took a look at the calendar: "Isn't that the day after tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"How's it going?"

Bi Xia stopped talking, Qiu Zhen pushed him: "Huh?"

Bi Xia still didn't answer, Qiu Zhen leaned over and couldn't see clearly in the dark. Bi Xia felt the soft touch on his cheeks. He clearly touched the cheeks, but it seemed that there was an electric current from his waist up the spine to the brain.

Qiu Zhen didn't care about it, and continued to ask him: "Is your mother coming back to celebrate your birthday and then she can't come back because of something?"

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen wanted to ask again, but Bi Xia didn't want to continue: "It's late, go to sleep."

"Oh." Qiu Zhen reluctantly said goodnight.

"Good night."

The birthday at home is not on the Gregorian calendar, but it will be celebrated in advance according to the lunar calendar. Grandma made longevity noodles for lunch at noon the next day. Mr. Xia gave Bi Xia an ingot of ink. So chic.

He didn't prepare in advance, and he didn't have anything to give this time, only tomorrow, which happened to be his birthday.

The next day Bi Xia received a racing car model, and when Qiu Zhen took it out, the whole class was watching, and after knowing that today was his birthday, everyone sent their blessings.

For the next week, Bi Xia received a few exquisite "belated birthday cards" every day, most of which were not signed, and the feelings of girls are always spring, but most of them just liked it silently.

Qiu Zhen finally cleaned the toilet on the last day. During this period, he deducted several points because of the toilet. Half a month turned into nearly three weeks. His partner changed countless times, and finally it was the last day.

I have to change partners again today, I don't know who it will be.

It was only when Bi Xia appeared at the door that Qiu Zhen remembered what he had said to Pei Yucheng. Pei Yucheng did what he said, and on the last day he arranged to be at the same table.

Qiu Zhen thought about how Bi Xia was holding the toilet brush, and then said: "You clean the outside, I'll come inside, mop the floor and wait for Dong Jie."

Bi Xia looked at him and didn't respond.

"I've been scanning so many days, I don't care about this day, really."

"Clean the mirror, it's stuck on the mirror three times, and I have to keep cleaning it."

Bi Xia went back to the classroom to get the old newspaper, poured dish soap on the rag, and wiped the mirror clean. Qiu Zhen just dismissed him casually, but he didn't expect it to be so clean.

Qiu Zhen began to regret again: "If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have been able to scan for so many more days."

After cleaning on the last day, Qiu Zhen was going back to take a shower.

There are bathrooms in the school, but they are open only for a limited time, and the hot water supply is limited. Most of the time, you can only choose one of dinner and bathing, so Qiu Zhen ordered takeaway and invited the same table to take a bath together.

There are also partitions in the public bathroom, but there are only two rows of cabinets and a few benches in the changing room outside. There is no barrier. When Qiu Zhen took off his underwear and was about to go in, he found that his deskmate was still wearing long-sleeved trousers.

He went in with a change of clothes in a waterproof bag.

Qiu Zhen was used to seeing it, so he rubbed his arms and hurried in.

He was a little skeptical about the gender of his deskmate, just like in Korean dramas, women disguised as men or something.Or why is it always wrapped tightly?Or he's non-human and the evidence is hidden in him so it can't be seen.

Qiu Zhen thought about it for a long time, then opened the shower curtain of a cubicle, and met the eyes of the people inside.

His first reaction was to look him up and down, there was nothing wrong with it, it was just a normal man's body, except that it was whiter.

"Have you seen enough?"

There were splashing water sounds and dense water vapor everywhere, Bi Xia's voice was a little fuzzy, but his eyes were so cold that he shivered, and he laughed twice: "Then what? We are all the same, you have everything, I have everything, Don't be shy."

"roll."

"okay."

Qiu Zhen put down the curtain very quickly and walked into the next door.

"Although I'm a little curious, you can see that you are usually like a girl... But I guarantee my personality, it's not intentional... They are all men, why do you say I'm fine and look at you?"