At around eight o'clock in the evening, Wu Suowei came back from the basketball court and saw Jiang Xiaoshuai still in the clinic.
"Hey, why haven't you left yet?"
Jiang Xiaoshuai said boredly, "I'm afraid something will happen to you."
"What could happen to me?" Wu Suowei took off his sweaty coat and hung it on the wall, and said casually, "Are you afraid that bald man will trouble me? Don't worry, I've already thought of a perfect plan."
Jiang Xiaoshuai was not so optimistic in his heart, he knew men too well, and Chi Cheng's eyes clearly wanted to eat people.
Wu Suowei suddenly leaned in front of Jiang Xiaoshuai, stared at him with bright black eyes, and said cheerfully, "Didn't you always expect him to trouble me? Why are you worried that he is really coming?"
"Can it be the same?" Jiang Xiaoshuai pinched Wu Suowei's nose, "I don't worry about cuddling and cuddling, if I give you a strong one, half of your life will be lost." I stay here, if there are any special circumstances, I can still have someone to take care of me.”
Wu Suowei smacked the top of his head with his hands, shaking off countless water droplets.
"Isn't it?"
Jiang Xiaoshuai's eyes were deep and deep, "I'll tell you from the experience of those who have been here, as to."
Wu Suowei didn't say anything, turned around and entered the bedroom.
…
Half an hour later, Chi Cheng really came.
Jiang Xiaoshuai was packing his things in the consultation room. When he heard footsteps, his nerves tensed up, but when he turned his head to look at Chi Cheng, his eyes were peaceful.
"Looking for Wu Suowei?"
Chi Cheng's fierce eyes narrowed slightly, and he agreed.
Jiang Xiaoshuai said, "The back room."
When Chi Cheng passed by Jiang Xiaoshuai, he paused and asked, "You two live together?"
"No, I'm packing my things and I'll be leaving right away."
Chi Cheng pushed the door open and walked in.
Jiang Xiaoshuai immediately put down the things in his hands, and sneaked to the door to eavesdrop on the movement inside.
…
After entering the room, Chi Cheng turned his gaze and focused on the writing desk. The person who threatened to fuck him had already fallen asleep lying on the desk. There are two thick stacks of books next to him, and Chi Cheng flips through them one by one. They are all famous Western works, mostly economic and political. Flipping to the last one, there is a piece of paper under it.
Chi Cheng pulled out the piece of paper, and there was a form printed on it, with the heading "Required Reading List for Political Science Majors at New York University".
There are more than forty books listed below, which are the ones I just flipped through.
Chi Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly he remembered Wu Suowei's earnest appearance while sitting in the teahouse discussing political ideas, he hoped that his eyes would shine at that time, right? When a boy who graduated from a key university in science and engineering forced himself to read these books, he felt very complicated, right? He fell asleep at the concert that day, but it was actually because he stayed up late, right
Ever since Chi Cheng met Wu Suowei, he has been using this clumsy way to approach and distance himself.
Wu Suowei lay down obediently, seemingly sleeping soundly, but actually there was a stopwatch in his heart counting the time.
His forehead was suddenly rubbed.
Wu Suowei pretended to be woken up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Chi Cheng impatiently.
Chi Cheng still held the book list in his hand.
Wu Suowei pulled it over and put on a difficult expression of being seen through by others and trying his best not to admit it. In fact, he was the one who kept the book list down.
"Who told you to rummage through my things?"
Chi Cheng swept Wu Suowei's face with fiery eyes, "I just want to know what kind of books the person who wants to fuck me usually reads, and what kind of spiritual leader guides him to make such bold words .”
Wu Suowei's heart tightened, "Fuck, why do you still remember this?" He thought that as soon as Chi Cheng was moved, he would put this entanglement behind him. While secretly scolding him for being narrow-minded, while complaining for himself, why come to me to settle accounts? You can say you want to fuck me, but can't I say you want to fuck you
Just as he was thinking, his short stubble was suddenly grabbed by someone, and his whole head was tilted back at a large angle.
Chi Cheng's face was pressed against Wu Suowei's nose.
"When did you start having desires for me?" Chi Cheng asked with a smile.
Wu Suowei, "..."