Li Tang felt it was over.
A boy becomes the school belle for no apparent reason. No one would feel comfortable if this happened to them.
Xie Jiaran clicked on the school beauty post.
Li Tang's heart was in his throat, and he nervously glanced at Xie Jiaran's expression.
It was the calm before the storm. He always felt that Xie Jiaran would be so angry that he would throw his phone. He almost couldn't bear to watch—
As a result, Xie Jiaran just glanced at it and calmly exited, then clicked on the school hunk’s post next door without even frowning.
"???"
Why is it different from what I imagined
Li Tang scratched the back of his head, looking confused: "No, you're not angry?"
Xie Jiaran asked in confusion: "Why are you angry?"
Li Tang lost his ability to organize his words for a moment: "Just them, that vote, that school beauty... ...Are you really not angry at all?"
Xie Jiaran lowered his head and looked through the post, and said calmly: "It's just a joke. If it doesn't affect my life, there's no need to be angry."
Li Tang blinked for a long while and silently made the sound of "Wow" with his lips.
I was careless.
I didn't expect that the little princess, who is obsessed with cleanliness and picky and difficult to please, would have such a good temper.
"What is this?"
Xie Jiaran saw something he didn't understand, pointed at it and asked Li Tang: "Isn't the voting over? Why is this voting channel not closed?"
"What is this called? It seems like voting."
Li Tang also had only a vague understanding of the issue, and gave a very poor explanation: "This voting channel will not be closed. Each person can vote once a day, and you can get two votes by completing tasks. If you don't want the person you support to be replaced by someone else, you must persist in voting every day and make the gap as big as possible."
Xie Jiaran took a look and saw that the difference in votes between Liang Sunian and the second place was close to two thousand.
"Isn't it troublesome to vote every day?" he asked.
"Well, it's just a matter of moving your fingers." Li Tang said, "Everyone is still excited about it, and I guess they just do it for fun."
After saying that, he saw Xie Jiaran nodded thoughtfully.
Then he logged into a forum account that was still the system's default username and cast his vote for Liang Sunian.
"?"
A question mark slowly emerged in Litang's mind.
Xie Jiaran looked at him again: "How do we do the task of getting another vote?"
"... ...???"
Li Tang was stunned.
He taught Xie Jiaran how to complete the task in a daze. When people from the next dormitory came to find Li Tang five rows away, he always walked there with unsteady steps.
This world is too unreal, he wants to go to the canyon to calm down.
Physical education classes are most popular in high school, while the opposite is true in college.
The weather in Jincheng at the end of September was still dominated by scorching heat. The air was hot from the sun, and it made people feel uncomfortable when wrapped in it.
Xie Jiaran was doing warm-up exercises slowly. Su Xiaoyue was in front of him, paddling while sharing small bags of sunscreen with the girls next to her.
"Didn't they say it would rain in Jincheng today? Silly weather forecaster is lying to me again."
"Why is this summer so long? I'm so fed up."
"Who isn't? I'm at least two shades darker than when summer started."
"Hey, I wish I could stay tanned like Xie Jiaran..."
"Hey, look over there!"
The voice that was listless just now suddenly became energetic.
"It's him. He's here too! Oh my god, I didn't even notice him just now."
"There are shade trees over here. Why are they running to gather over there? It's so far from us."
"If I suggest that we jog 800 meters after warming up, will the Sports Committee agree? Hahaha."
"Awesome girl, weren't you complaining about the heat just now?"
... ...
The sound of low-pitched conversation drifted into my ears.
Xie Jiaran felt dizzy from the heat wave and was slow to react. Before he could think of wondering who the "he" they were talking about was, Lin Shan, who had just finished texting her boyfriend, came over.
"Hey, Jiaran, look over there, the political science and law department is also here."
His tone was similar to Su Xiaoyue's, with a rising tone at the end, and a hint of inexplicable joy: "The class was changed, right? He clearly didn't have a physical education class with us before."
Xie Jiaran looked in the direction of his gaze.
Liang Sunian stood at the very end of the line. He did his warm-up exercises even more casually and perfunctorily than him. He was chatting with the person next to him with a lazy smile on his face. He was particularly eye-catching just standing in the crowd.
"My idol is so handsome." Lin Shan smiled while holding the phone.
Xie Jiaran felt that he might know who his idol was.
She looked away and glanced at his phone: "Your boyfriend's message came in, be careful he hears it."
"Tsk, he won't know."
“Trust in big data.”
The girl ultimately did not suggest the 800-meter race for fear of becoming the enemy of the class.
During free time, Lin Shan wanted to ask Xie Jiaran to play tennis together, but Xie Jiaran was afraid of the heat and didn't want to move. The girl happened to bring another pair of rackets over, leaving one more pair on the court, so Xie Jiaran took the initiative to offer to return them to the equipment room.
When I came out, I looked towards the playground.
Liang Sunian was squatting on the ground arranging the mats and did not notice a girl approaching him. When he stood up, he almost bumped into her, and the things in the girl's hands all rubbed against him.
"Oh, sorry, sorry!"
Unexpectedly, Liang Sunian would suddenly stand up. The girl couldn't dodge in time. Looking at the ice cream cream on his clothes, she apologized repeatedly with guilt: "I didn't mean to do that. I'll get you a tissue now!"
Liang Sunian felt a chill on his waist. He lowered his head to see what it was and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay. I can just go over there and wash it with water. It's so hot, it's a good time to cool down."
"Will it be uncomfortable to wear if it gets wet? You're going to run soon." Xiao Chi said, "Why don't you change into something else? I—"
"I have extra clothes in the locker room, go change."
Xiao Chi was interrupted in the middle of his words. The other party's voice was cold and familiar.
Turning his head, he saw, oh! It was Enci... Bah, no, it was Xie Jiaran who came and was standing half a step away, looking at Liang Sunian's clothes stained with ice cream!
This situation is hard to tolerate for people with mysophobia, and it's uncomfortable just to watch.
It's rare for the school belle and the school hunk to appear in the same frame. The students around them were no longer busy warming up. They all stopped what they were doing and cast curious, inquiring glances at the two of them.
"Will it be inconvenient?" Liang Sunian was a little surprised by his sudden appearance.
Xie Jiaran shook his head: "No, I also want to change, let's go."
"Okay, thanks."
After watching the two walk away side by side, the curious students immediately approached Xiao Chi to get the first-hand information:
"Brother Xiao, what's going on? Can you explain?"
"When did Brother Liang and the school beauty become so close that they could wear each other's clothes? Doesn't the school beauty have a serious mysophobia? How can you tolerate this?"
"No way, does mysophobia also depend on appearance?"
"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Chi said.
Although he wasn't sure, as a person who was believed to be in the know, he couldn't let down his guard: "It's normal for two people to become immune to mysophobia after living in the same dormitory for a long time. Don't make a fuss."
"Is this true? Can mysophobia be immune to this?"
"... Maybe? The world is so big, I don't think it's impossible."
"These two look so good together. Is it my illusion?"
Xiao Chi looked at the two men from afar. In fact, he didn't quite understand. He muttered, "I also brought extra clothes. Why did Brother Liang run away with Xie Jiaran without asking me?"
Liu Maomao wandered over to him at some point and asked faintly, "How do you wear your clothes, Lao Liang? Sexy belly-baring clothes?"
"... ..."
"What do you think?"
"I think your mother! You bastard! Look at the sword!"
"This one is one size larger than the others. It should be a perfect fit for you."
There was no one in the locker room at this time. Xie Jiaran took out a gray-blue short-sleeved shirt and handed it to Liang Sunian: "Change into it, and put the dirty clothes in this bag."
The soft fabric fit against his palm, and Liang Sunian felt an indescribable mood.
If someone had told him a few days ago that he would wear Xie Jiaran's clothes, and the other person had handed them to him personally, he would definitely think that the other person was playing a trick on him.
Otherwise, how can we say that the world is so wonderful
There is a half mirror on the inside of the wardrobe. Xie Jiaran did not look back when Liang Sunian took off his clothes, but he saw everything in the mirror.
The room was well lit, and compared to that night, he could clearly see the lines of Liang Sunian's muscles and the outline of his waist and abdomen... ...
She moved her fingers slightly, quickly looked away, crossed her arms, and lifted the hem of her clothes.
He came to his senses halfway through taking off his clothes and paused abruptly.
—In the end, he didn’t put it back, but just raised his arm and took off the T-shirt neatly.
Liang Sunian put on his clothes and looked up to see Xie Jiaran, shirtless, bending over and putting his T-shirt into a bag.
He seldom exercises, has little muscle mass, is thin, fair-skinned, and looks very youthful.
Her waist is very thin, and when she bends down, you can clearly see the beautiful outline of her spine protruding from under the skin. Her skin is also shiny white under the indoor lights.
After being roommates for so long, this was the first time he saw him take off his clothes.
I have to say, it's pleasing to the eye.
The person behind him suddenly stopped moving. Xie Jiaran stood up and turned around, only to see Liang Sunian leaning leisurely beside him, looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I thought you wouldn't be willing to take off your clothes in front of outsiders." Liang Sunian said.
After all, in his mind, Xie Jiaran has always been a noble and introverted young master. He thinks it is natural for him to be more particular than them.
But Xie Jiaran said, "Didn't you take it off too?"
Liang Sunian knew that he was thinking too much.
He smiled and was about to speak, but then he heard Xie Jiaran whisper to himself, "I'm really reluctant, but if it's you, then it's okay."
After all, I can hug you.
There was no ups and downs in his tone, he was simply stating objective facts, but in Liang Sunian's ears, it still stirred up a strange emotional fluctuation.
His fingertips tapped lightly on his arm.
He suddenly remembered what a high school classmate who had a cat at home said to him during the summer vacation.
He told him righteously: If you don't keep a cat, you will never experience the joy of having a cat.
The beautiful and cool little kitten ignores everyone except you, is soft and clingy, stays in your arms and refuses to leave, and meows while hugging your arms when you chase them away. This is called a gift.
Moreover, it is so powerful that even the most powerful man has to bend his waist in front of it.
Liang Sunian had never raised any small animals since he was a child, so he found it difficult to understand this statement at the time. But now, he feels that his situation is somewhat similar to what his high school classmate said.
Not to mention 100 points, but at least 6 or 7 points.
That felt pretty good, he thought.
Maybe after I graduate, I can consider raising a small animal and experience the gift of being able to make a strong man bend his waist.
Xie Jiaran had no idea what Liang Sunian was thinking. He encountered an imminent problem—he couldn't find his clothes.
I clearly remember preparing two T-shirts here. I gave one to Liang Sunian, but I couldn't find the other one.
His several pairs of shorts were tangled in a mess and were in the way. He was just about to take them all out and search slowly when he heard a sudden noise outside the door.
It was the sound of noisy conversation. A group of boys were coming towards the locker room. They were very close and their footsteps were approaching the door.
Xie Jiaran's shoulders stiffened.
However, when he frowned and subconsciously tried to move closer to the closet, he felt a tightness on his waist.
Liang Sunian said in a deep voice, "Don't be impatient", and while pressing his palm against the cabinet door, he grabbed him and brought him to the innermost corner lightly and neatly.
My shoulders and back hit warm, dry palms before hitting the hard wall.
In a cramped corner, he was trapped in Liang Sunian's arms. The group of older boys outside also pushed the door open and came in. Their laughter filled the entire locker room.