Seeing that Jian Ran was in a bad mood, the roommates did not continue the topic.
Jane went to the balcony to brush her teeth and glanced at the opposite side. There was no one on the opposite balcony, and a few clothes were hanging alone. Jian Ran saw at a glance the T-shirt, shorts, and... underwear that she had lent to Ren Qinglin.
Jane looked away silently, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.
Due to his popularity in the school, there are occasional posts about Jianran on the forum. He met a girl he knew by chance, went to the library together and someone posted; he had a meal with a good-looking senior and someone posted. In the face of these rumors, Jane's attitude has always been: Did you see the tree next to it? It's cool there, stay there.
He has never changed his approach because of rumors, let alone avoid suspicion. Which girl he likes to go with and which senior he eats with is his business, no one else can control it. When he and the senior had an affair before, the two were still together, reading the forum's replies and laughing wildly.
This time, it's just a different person for the scandal. Why can't he be as careless as before
Jian Ran thought about it, and felt that a large part of the reason was the marriage certificate lying in his drawer.
Jane climbed into bed, thinking about taking a nap, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Ji Yuanxi swiped his phone on the bed and asked, "Of course, I buy things in Goudong, free shipping for orders over 99, and I'm almost there. Do you have anything to buy?"
Jian Ran thought for a while, "Two bottles of laundry detergent."
"Yes."
"How about making hot pot in the bedroom tonight?" Shen Zixiao said suddenly, "It's just cold, so it's best to make hot pot."
Ji Yuanxi made an OK gesture, and Ke Yan also said yes with a smile.
Shen Zixiao asked, "Jian Ran, what do you say?"
Jian Ran: "..."
Shen Zixiao: "Damn it, have you fallen asleep now?"
"No," Jian Ran said lightly, "Maybe another person will be added. I'll ask Ren Qinglin if he will come."
Shen Zixiao:
Ji Yuanxi: ?
Silly Bai Tian Ke Yan: "Okay, many people make it lively."
"No, but..." Ji Yuanxi asked cautiously, "Aren't you avoiding suspicion?"
Jian Ran sneered, "Is there anything I need to avoid? He is a good student I play with. What's wrong with inviting him to have a hot pot? Is there a problem?"
Ji Yuanxi said quickly, "No problem."
"This is how you deal with it as always." Shen Zixiao pointed out, "It seems that Ren Qinglin is no different from those people before?"
Jian Ran looked at the ceiling, as if she was answering Shen Zixiao's question, and as if she was saying to herself, "What difference can it make."
After waking up from a nap, Shen Zixiao skipped class to play games with the goddess. Jian Ran and Ji Yuanxi went to class together, and just happened to meet Ren Qinglin downstairs in the dormitory, who also went to class.
Jian Ran's tone was natural: "just in time, do you have anything to do tonight?"
"Not yet," Ren Qinglin said, "Is there anything wrong with the senior?"
The roommate who was with Ren Qinglin secretly glanced at Jian Ran. After being discovered by Jian Ran, he quickly looked away, "Well, Qinglin, I'll go to the classroom to take a seat for you first, and you can walk slowly."
Ji Yuanxi smiled with a "poof", "Qinglin, isn't your roommate a little afraid of us?"
Jane was puzzled: "what should I be afraid of?"
"I'm afraid it won't happen, it should be a little guilty." Since seeing the post on the forum, several of Ren Qinglin's roommates have been gossiping in the dormitory, and they have also turned over all the gossip posts about Jian Ran, detailing them one by one. Finally, when he saw that Ren Qinglin's face was not quite right, he gave up.
Recalling the content of some posts, Ren Qinglin pursed his lips, "Don't say this, the senior hasn't said anything about you looking for me."
Ji Yuanxi hurriedly replied, "We're making hot pot at night, can you come too?"
"Okay," Ren Qinglin looked at Jian Ran, "by the way, return the clothes to the senior."
Jian Ran said casually, "Aren't you drying, can you do it at night?"
Ren Qinglin narrowed his eyes, "How does the senior know that the clothes are drying?"
Jane said calmly: "Of course I saw it - I saw it by accident."
Ren Qinglin smiled, "That's it. Do you need me to bring something tonight?"
Ji Yuanxi: "No, you can just bring someone. By the way, did you see your and Ranran's post on the forum?"
Jian Ran: "you are ill, which pot can't be opened and lifted?"
Ren Qinglin glanced at Jian Ran, "I see."
Ji Yuanxi patted the younger brother on the shoulder and said to him in the tone of someone who had come over: "Our school is like this, there is too little homework, everyone likes to gossip when they are bored, but they are used to it, don't mind, what should I do? That's how it is."
"Lao Ji's last sentence is human." Jian Ran said, "Just do what you want, don't think too much."
Ren Qinglin nodded and said casually, "Okay."
In the evening, Ren Qinglin brought clothes and a bag of fruits to Jian Ran's bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma of hot pot.
"Am I late?"
Ji Yuanxi said, "No, we haven't started eating yet, you sit first."
Ji Yuanxi and Ke Yan are busy around the pot, while Jian Ran and Shen Zixiao are playing a black game. Ren Qinglin walked behind Jian Ran, "Senior, where do you put your clothes?"
When the team battle was at a critical point, Jian Ran had no time to pay attention to him, and said casually, "Just put it in the closet."
The moment Ren Qinglin opened the wardrobe, it was pitch black in front of him - a shirt fell on his head. He stood for a few seconds and took off his shirt from his head. Sure enough, he saw a very boy's wardrobe, and there were even several unopened packages of potato chips in it.
Some boys look bright and handsome on the surface, but they actually have potato chips in their wardrobes.
Ren Qinglin tidyed up briefly, and managed to find an empty space to stuff his clothes into.
Jian Ran on the side said angrily: "Xiaogou, change your gun position, the French chicken on the opposite side is unattended, and our nurses have been bombarded to the point of autism!"
Shen Zixiao said irritably, "It's not like you don't know my gun position!"
Jian Ran sneered mercilessly: "every day you know where you are pretending to be coercive, where the damage is when you play in a group? In, where, in!"
Ren Qinglin was slightly surprised: "Overwatch? I thought this game was cold."
Ji Yuanxi warmly reminded: "Don't say this in front of them, they will always love Overwatch."
Ren Qinglin went to Shen Zixiao's place to watch it for a while, but he couldn't stand it any longer. Taking advantage of the waiting time of Shen Zixiao's death, he said, "Let me try?"
Shen Zixiao looked up at him, "You know?"
"After playing for a while, it may be hand born now."
Shen Zixiao had been sprayed into autism by his teammates, and wished that someone could take his place. He stood up and gave Ren Qinglin his position, "Can you snipe?"
Ren Qinglin gave a "hmm", changed to a sniper, went out to pull the hook, and a flying sniper exploded the head of the opposite French chicken.
Shen Zixiao immediately shouted "666".
Jian Ran is much calmer: "Don't 6 often."
A C position is replaced, and the situation changes from a headwind to a tailwind. The kill display in the upper right corner was swiped by Ren Qinglin, the mentality of the opposite party collapsed into scum, and he kept scolding Ren Qinglin for hanging.
After the big victory, Shen Zixiao asked Jian Ran, "Can I get a '6' now?"
Jian Ran ignored him, took off her headphones, and Chen Ken looked at Ren Qinglin, "Brother, please bring me."
Ren Qinglin raised his eyebrows, "Okay."
At this time, Ke Yan greeted: "It's time to eat!"
In order to take care of Jian Ran's taste, the bottom of the pot is not spicy at all, just want a spicy dipping sauce. Halfway through the hot pot, someone suddenly knocked on the door, and several people looked at each other—could it be the counselor who came to check the bed
Ji Yuanxi squeezed her throat and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me," a male voice came from outside, "Lin Sichen."
The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, except for Ren Qinglin.
Ren Qinglin remembered that this senior Lin Sichen was the last person who was shooed away to get a certificate from Jian Ran in the school forum.
"It's supposed to come to me," Jane stood up, "I'll open the door."
"No," Ren Qinglin said, "I'll do it."