Liang Sunian sent a message to the group, and Li Tang and Shen Xuehao replied quickly, saying that they were already happily duo-queuing in the dormitory.
"Let's go to the hotel."
Liang Sunian touched his cheek soothingly. Having walked all the way from the Art Building, his cheek had been touched by the cool night breeze. The delicate and slightly cool touch was like a piece of soft jade, and he couldn't help but pinch it a few more times.
Fortunately, Xie Jiaran is very tolerant of him.
He said, "They are all in the dormitory, it will be convenient, you wait here for me, I will go upstairs to get two clothes, your closet is not locked, right?"
Xie Jiaran shook his head and said no, but when Liang Sunian turned around, he grabbed his clothes and said, "Can you take my clothes?"
His voice was softened by the night and slowly floated into Liang Sunian's cochlea, like a fragile and dependent little animal.
Even just a look can always make people soften their hearts.
"What's wrong?" Liang Sunian lowered his voice.
"I'll take all yours, okay?"
Xie Jiaran's dark and bright eyes reflected the light at the dormitory door, clear and beautiful: "I want to wear yours."
Being looked at by him quietly like this, for a moment, Liang Sunian didn't know why, but he inexplicably felt that a soft spot in his chest had collapsed.
"good."
He could only agree to his request conditionally: "Be good and wait for me for a while, I will be back soon."
I went upstairs and pushed the door open, all I could hear was the clacking sound of keyboards.
The internet-addicted teenager was in the middle of a passionate team battle, but he was able to find time to turn around and talk to him in his busy schedule: "Brother Liang, why don't you want to go out?"
Liang Sunian found a clean shopping bag, put his two sets of clothes in it, and hummed: "I have something to do and I'm going to stay out. I'll be back tonight."
“Oh.”
Just after finishing this team battle and destroying the opponent's crystal in one fell swoop, Shen Xuehao also put down his headphones and turned around, with his arms on the back of the chair and glanced at the door: "Brother Liang, did you take Xie Jiaran to class today? Why did you come back alone and lose him?"
Liang Sunian: "No, it's downstairs and didn't come up."
Shen Xuehao was surprised: "He's going to stay with you tonight too?"
Liang Sunian nodded.
"What???"
Li Tang's eyes widened. "Oh my god! A shocking incident late at night. The campus hunk of Tsinghua University took the campus belle of Tsinghua University off campus to get a room. Is this a loss of morality or the extinction of humanity?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about."
Liang Su Nian cursed with a smile, then casually picked up a rubber pig from the table and threw it over: "Xie Jia Ran's leg is injured, so it's convenient for him to take a shower in the dormitory."
"Oh my, you're so thoughtful?"
Li Tang clapped his hands in admiration: "Really, I knew you were a straight man, otherwise I would have suspected that you two were in love."
After thinking about it, she couldn't help but add, "Yes, I think those boys who are in love are not as doting and considerate as you are."
Shen Xuehao stretched out his arm to shake hands with him: "Old Li, great minds think alike."
"Really?" Li Tang said, "How considerate! Who has ever received such treatment from Brother Liang?"
Shen Xuehao nodded in agreement: "Besides, I feel like we are separated every day, I almost put him on my belt."
Li Tang: "After all, we are a perfect match."
Shen Xuehao: "It's not suitable, alas."
The two actors sang the same tune. Liang Su Nian sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to them. He was afraid that Xie Jiaran would get cold if he waited downstairs for too long, so he picked up his clothes and left quickly.
It was the same hotel as last time. Liang Sunian took a shower first, and then filled the bathtub with hot water after the whole bathroom warmed up.
I tried it with my hand and the water temperature was just right.
He called the person in and patiently reminded him: "Put your injured leg on the side when washing it, and remember to make sure it stays out of the water."
Xie Jiaran held the clothes and answered obediently: "Okay."
Liang Sunian: "I'm just walking outside. Call me if you need anything. I'll help you apply the medicine after you come out of the shower."
Xie Jiaran nodded, waited for Liang Sunian to close the door and leave, then took off his clothes and carefully put his uninjured leg into the bathtub.
It is really convenient to take a shower on one leg, and it is also much slower. After washing, you can just drain the water, stand up in the bathtub, dry yourself, and get dressed.
Liang Sunian was used to buying pajamas one size larger, but when he wore them, they were two sizes larger. The neckline was wide and loose, and half of his bony collarbone was exposed.
The sleeves are long enough to cover the backs of the hands, and the trouser legs have to be rolled up so that one can walk.
He stepped out of the bathtub and onto the wet floor, and slipped accidentally. Fortunately, he reacted in time and grabbed the sink next to him to steady himself.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flashed as he thought of something and his gaze fell on the neatly arranged bottles of shower gel and shampoo.
—Reach out and push gently.
There was a sound of something small falling to the ground in the bathroom. Liang Sunian immediately stood up and strode to the door: "What's wrong? Are you okay?!"
There was no response. Liang Sunian was afraid that he might fall down and get hurt, so he didn't care about anything else and simply opened the door. What he saw was Xie Jiaran, who was sitting on the ground, leaning on the edge of the bathtub.
He tried to stand up with one hand on the ground but he had no strength, and all kinds of bottles fell to the ground.
Liang Sunian's heart tightened, and he squatted down to check up and down: "Did he really fall? Let me see, where did he fall?"
"The ground was too slippery, I didn't pay attention when I came out."
Xie Jiaran said softly: "Don't worry, it's not serious, just a little pain in the ankle, stand up immediately."
The floor was wet and he couldn't sit for a long time. Liang Sunian reached out and carried him sideways out of the bathroom, carefully placed him on the sofa, and carefully checked both of his ankles.
"Okay, it should be just a bump, no sprains."
He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to joke with him: "I've injured my knee and ankle and become a little crippled. Am I miserable?"
Xie Jiaran blinked: "Why did I become a little cripple, and you are the one who suffers?"
"Because I will become your exclusive means of transportation."
Liang Sunian thought of what Li Tang had said not long ago, and couldn't help laughing: "When the time comes, I'll really have to consider whether there is a way to clip you to my belt, carry you wherever I go, and keep an eye on you so that I won't worry."
Xie Jiaran silently imagined...
It seems to be correct.
Liang Sunian put the medicine on the coffee table, lifted up his trouser legs and found that the back was almost wet, then put them down again: "Take them off, it's more comfortable to wear wet, don't catch a cold."
So history is once again accidentally repeated.
Fortunately, this time Xie Jiaran was wearing Liang Su Nian's clothes, which had a longer hem.
—The black fabric also makes the skin look whiter.
It was a very magical and controllable feeling. Liang Sunian saw that he was wrapped in his clothes, as if he had become his property.
hiss-
Liang Sunian tapped his forehead with his fingers to drive away the mess, and fixed his eyes on his knees to concentrate on applying the medicine.
The scratches on the surface of the skin will form a shallow scar after applying the medicine. It will hurt again when you apply the medicine again, but it won’t look as serious or scary.
While Liang Sunian was applying the medicine, Xie Jiaran was holding his sketchbook in his arms and sketching something. After the medicine was applied and he had packed up his things, he patted the empty seat next to him and looked at Liang Sunian again, motioning him to come over and sit down.
Liang Sunian thought he wanted to say something to him, but as soon as he sat down, Xie Jiaran unconsciously snuggled into his arms with the sketchbook in his arms.
She adjusted herself to a comfortable sitting position with ease, bent her legs, leaned her back against his chest and continued to paint.
"... ..."
Liang Sunian put his arms around his waist with amusement, reached out for his phone from the side and opened WeChat.
Xiao Chi had already been yelling in the group for a while, and there were more than a dozen messages tagged him:
Your father Xiao: Brother Liang from the past years! Where is my brother Liang
Maomao: Stop howling. People will respond if they see you.
Your Xiao dad: Shut up, idiot! I’m going to howl!
Your father: Brother Su Yu Su Yu Su Yu! Come out quickly!
Chen Wenyao: ... ... The noise is making my eyes and ears hurt, I'd like to stop disturbing you, Brother Liang came out and called me.
Maomao: Me too.
Your father Xiao: Years and years ago!!! Brother!!!
Your father Xiao: Come out with the recipe soon!!!
In previous years:
Liang Sunian moved his fingers and replied, and a faint familiar fragrance entered his nose.
He felt dazed for a moment and lowered his eyes, what he saw was the slender white neck of the person in his arms who lowered his head.
It smells like shower gel in the bathroom.
The continuous vibration of his phone brought him back from his trance:
Your father Xiao: Brother Liang, you finally showed up!
Maomao: /Thumbs up to the cow, you really put it into practice.
Chen Wenyao: Brother Liang, please save us. This nagging ghost is driving us crazy.
Previous Year: What's wrong? Do you want to talk to me about something
Your father Xiao: Something big is happening!!!
Your father Xiao: My dad just reminded me that it’s my birthday this weekend! It’s my 22nd birthday! I have to celebrate it!
Last year: Are you going home
Your father Xiao: No, it’s too far. And I think it’s more fun for us young people to get together on this kind of day.
Previous years: Where have you decided to go for fun
Your father Xiao: I have thought of many places, but haven’t decided yet.
Maomao: He also wanted to go to Mount Emei to watch the sunrise and see the monkeys, but we had already been there, so there was no point in going a second time.
Chen Wenyao: Let's order a cake and have a hot pot at the side door, and then go to KTV all night, okay? It's more painful to travel far away.
Your father Xiao: Get lost! How can my big day be ruined by a lazy bum like you
Your father Xiao: I plan to find a fun place nearby, preferably one with food, things to see and things to do. Do you have any good suggestions
Your father Xiao: Brother Liang
Your father Xiao: Lao Liangliang
Your father Xiao: ran away again
Liang Sunian did run away, he was just distracted by the cold white and the fragrance that brushed past his nose.
It's strange. This is obviously the first time, so why am I particularly susceptible to it today
He had difficulty concentrating and felt as if he was being led by the nose.
I casually replied, "Tell me when you've thought it over," put down my phone, and simply followed my heart, giving all my attention to Xie Jiaran.
As the person in his arms skillfully drew the picture, a half-length portrait with a slightly tilted head soon appeared on the drawing paper.
At first, Liang Sunian just watched the painting with the mentality of observing a master painting, but later he found that the people on the painting paper looked more and more familiar.
The facial features, outline, expression... ... every aspect looks familiar.
"This is a painting of me?" He pointed at the painting and asked with certainty.
Xie Jiaran nodded: "We received a quick practice assignment at the last minute, which required us to draw the person we are most familiar with."
He smiled and dotted a very small mole behind the right corner of his eye, near his temple.
“I have this mole?”
He raised his hand and touched it, and asked curiously, "How come I didn't know it myself? Why are your eyes so sharp?"
Xie Jiaran replied: "It's because I have sharp eyes. I noticed it because it's very beautiful."
Liang Su Nian smiled and said politely: "You draw beautifully."
Xie Jiaran stopped, looked at the painting, then turned back to look at him. After comparing, he pursed his lips and said, "Yes, he is more beautiful in person."
Liang Sunian received a little too much praise from young artists today.
Hearing this, he said happily: "Really? But why do I think your painting is more beautiful?"
He pointed at the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, and said calmly with the half-baked commentary of a layman: "Look, the eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are beautiful, the nose is beautiful, and the mouth is also beautiful."
Finally, he sighed and modestly concluded: "I'm not that good-looking."
Xie Jiaran's eyes followed his fingertips, and when he stopped, he turned his head along his arm and then looked back at his face.
Liang Sunian was not shy even if she tried to hide, she looked at him openly with a smile on her face.
He felt that he was much worse than the others. Just as he was about to speak, his brows were suddenly pressed lightly by fingers, blocking the words in his throat.
Xie Jiaran's fingertips swept across his brow bone, slowly moved along the contour to the corner of the eye, around the cheek, nose bridge, and all the way down until they lightly pressed on the bead of his lip.
Her long eyelashes fluttered as her gaze moved, and her eyes were serious and focused.
Liang Sunian was a little stunned.
Xie Jiaran didn't say a word from beginning to end, but he seemed to understand everything he wanted to say.
He said, you look better than in the painting.
The eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are beautiful, the nose is beautiful, and the mouth is also beautiful.
He felt that Xie Jiaran might have noticed that his breathing rhythm was messed up.
His eyes slid across the other person's face in the same rhythm, the cold eyebrows, the delicate and small nose tip, the soft pink lips -
His gaze paused here, and the arms around Xie Jiaran's waist tightened unconsciously.
Xie Jiaran moved his fingertips away.
The next second when Liang Sunian felt disappointed, she climbed onto his shoulders, tilted her head close to his face and sniffed him. The hot air she exhaled sprayed below his earlobe, and the sensitive itch tickled his heart.
"elder brother."
He called him in his ear in a low voice, whispering, "Are we using the same shower gel?"
"Why do you smell so good?"
The tone was pure doubt without any impurities, as if he was just curious and wanted to know the answer.
But deep inside, it carries a clear and seductive meaning.
The two of them were too close, and any slight change would be clearly felt by each of them at the first moment.
Especially since Xie Jiaran was only wearing a thin shirt.
At the same time, both of them were stunned.
Xie Jiaran tightened his hands on his shoulders and looked at him with a little more confusion.
It seemed to move somewhat freely, but it inadvertently brought the situation a little closer to being controllable.
Under the shade of her long eyelashes, Liang Sunian's eyes turned dim when she looked at him, and her arms had been firmly grasped around Xie Jiaran's waist.
The silence lasted for a long time and was finally broken by Liang Sunian.
He closed his eyes tightly and exhaled heavily.
As if he suddenly woke up from a dream, he quickly let go of Xie Jiaran and put him aside. Without saying a word, he stood up and strode towards the bathroom.
There was a hurried sound of a door closing, and Xie Jiaran looked towards the bathroom.
After a long time, he raised his hand and pinched his red and hot earlobe, then curled up the corners of his lips and smiled.