For the first time in his life, the good boy Xie Jiaran was called out by the teacher and made to stand in the corner for not paying attention in class, and it happened during his Mao Zedong Thought class in college.
It feels quite novel, and a little awkward.
Fortunately, it was only five minutes.
After class, I didn't forget to go to the locker room and take my dirty clothes with me before going home.
Li Tang and Shen Xuehao were both in the dormitory.
The former was still squatting on the stool, eating takeout and watching videos of his goddess, while the latter was lying on the bed, boredly browsing Weibo, and occasionally seeing something interesting, he would talk to Li Tang below.
College life is sometimes like this. When there are no classes, it is always so boring and dull that it is like retirement.
Xie Jiaran didn't have his campus card with him, so he had to go to the balcony to put the clothes that needed washing into the basin before returning to look for his campus card.
After finishing his takeaway, Li Tang threw the garbage away and when he stood up to wash his hands on the balcony he glanced to the side unintentionally.
Then he froze and his eyes widened.
woc?!!
Shen Xuehao was watching the video intently when he was suddenly poked hard on the arm. He turned around and saw Li Tang standing in front of his bed with a sneaky look on his face. He couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing?"
Li Tang shrank his neck and said mysteriously: "Guess what I saw on the balcony just now?"
Shen Xuehao was already used to his fussing, and asked casually with his eyes fixed on his phone, "I can't guess, what did you see?"
Li Tang spoke in the smallest volume with the most exaggerated tone: "I saw Xie Jiaran helping Brother Liang wash clothes!"
"Hmm?" Shen Xuehao was now interested: "What do you mean?"
Li Tang pointed in the direction of the balcony: "Just now when I went to wash my hands, I saw Xie Jiaran put his clothes and Liang Ge's clothes in a basin and wanted to take them to the laundry room!"
"How do you know that's Brother Liang's clothes?"
"That white one looks very familiar. It's the color that Brother Liang wore when he went out today!"
"... ..."
Shen Xuehao was speechless: "You must have seen it wrong, aren't boys' clothes the same in summer?"
"Yeah?"
"Most likely. Don't let your imagination run wild."
It seems to be the same reason.
Li Tang was somewhat convinced, but still felt something was odd.
When Xie Jiaran came in again, he glanced at him secretly out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing him walk two steps past Liang Sunian's seat and then step back with a frown on his face, his obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in and he took a tissue to wipe off the few drops of water stains on his desk.
Then he paused for two seconds to think, took out two candies from his trouser pocket and placed them on top.
Li Tang took a silent breath and held it.
When the man left the dormitory with the clothes, he immediately grabbed Shen Xuehao's clothes excitedly: "Did you see it?! I didn't see it wrong this time?! Tell me, is this reasonable?! Is this reasonable!!!"
Shen Xuehao stroked his chin and pretended to think: "This is indeed not very reasonable."
Litang suddenly felt more confident.
With natural curiosity and strong desire for knowledge, he stared at the dormitory door and actively approached Liang Sunian as soon as he opened the door and came in with a popsicle in his mouth.
Unexpectedly, before he could even utter the question he wanted to ask, his sharp eyes spotted a bright spot.
"This, this is Xie Jiaran's clothes, right?!"
He pointed at the light blue T-shirt on Liang Sunian and said in a loud voice: "I am definitely not wrong this time. It is this color and this pattern. I saw Xie Jiaran wearing it before!"
He said that it was strange. Xie Jiaran never washed his dirty clothes overnight, so how could he wash two pieces at a time
And when it comes to the issue of voting, it is definitely not simple.
"Brother Liang, what's going on with you guys?"
"Hmm? What's going on?"
Liang Su Nian crossed fingers with him without knowing what was going on, then staggered back to his seat. Seeing the candy on the table, he picked it up and asked him, "Did you give it to me?"
Li Tang: "Xie Jiaran gave it to me."
Liang Sunian said "oh" and calmly put it aside.
Li Tang had been observing his expression, and seeing this he couldn't help but ask, "Are you not surprised at all?"
"What's so surprising about this?" Liang Sunian pulled out a stool and sat down.
Li Tang walked around to his other side and counted on his fingers: "He helped you wash your clothes, cleaned the table for you, brought you candy, and even let you wear his clothes... Who of you encountered a ghost?"
Shen Xuehao stretched his head from the upper bunk to watch the fun.
Liang Sunian ate the last bite, threw the stick into the trash can, and thought for a moment: "If I say that Xie Jiaran and I just recently discovered that we are actually brothers who have been separated for many years, would you believe it?"
Li Tang was shocked: "Is this true? How did you find out?!"
"... ..."
Shen Xuehao looked at him as if he was a fool.
"No way, you believe this?"
Liang Sunian laughed: "Just kidding, I treated him to an ice cream during physical education class and he returned the favor."
Li Tang didn't fall for his evasiveness and went into the subject lightly: "What about the clothes?"
"My classmate accidentally got his ice cream on me during class, and he was kind enough to replace it for me."
Liang Su Nian didn't give him a chance to ask more questions. He stood up, put on his pajamas, and turned around to ask, "I'm going to take a shower. Do you want to join me?"
Li Tang stepped back quickly: "I've already showered, and it's too gay for two grown men to shower together. Go by yourself."
"Okay, goodbye then." Liang Sunian turned and went into the bathroom.
Li Tang's desire to seek the truth was not dead. He continued to cross his hands and mutter to himself, "I still find it strange. Could it be that... Xie Jiaran's mysophobia has been cured without making a fuss?"
Shen Xuehao lay back down slowly, and a faint voice came from the upper bunk: "Do you want to test it?"
Li Tang thought for two seconds.
He nodded slowly and seriously: "This is fine, I think it's feasible!"
Xie Jiaran went to have dinner while waiting for the clothes to be washed.
As soon as he opened the door and took two steps, he was frightened by Li Tang running over and stepped back: "What are you doing?"
Li Tang said seriously, "Xie Jiaran, I suddenly remembered that we have been roommates for more than two years and we don't even have a group photo. This is too outrageous. Come on, take a photo."
As he spoke, he took another half step forward and pretended to reach out to hook his shoulder.
Xie Jiaran didn't know why he suddenly thought of doing this, frowned and dodged him: "Wait, just shoot it like this, don't come closer."
Li Tang was stunned: "Can't I take a ride?"
Xie Jiaran pursed his lips: "Sorry."
"Oh, oh, it's okay, it's okay like this."
Li Tang laughed bitterly, took a photo as quickly as possible, and then stepped away: "You still want to hang the clothes, right? I won't disturb you. Go ahead, haha, ha."
How weird.
Xie Jiaran looked at him twice more, then went to the balcony with the clothes in his hand.
The test failed, the little princess’s mysophobia has not been cured at all!
Li Tang looked at Shen Xuehao with a sad look in his eyes. Shen Xuehao grinned and shook his phone at him. Li Tang picked it up and took a look:
Shen Daxuehao: Stop struggling, brother. I guess mysophobia is something that only affects people based on their appearance.
Li Tang: “…”
You are such a meow.
Liang Sunian lay on the bed with his head tilted like a salted fish, supporting his chin with one hand and taking in the entire scene below.
His deep, beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, revealing his joyful mood at the moment.
The phone on the pillow vibrated. It was Xiao Chi who sent a message to show off that there was a new member in their dormitory - a kitten that was just four months old.
Your brother Xiao: /Picture
Your brother Xiao: Brother Liang, look at the son I just brought home, isn’t he cute!!!
Your brother Xiao: I tell you he is so obedient, he only clings to me and Liu Maomao can't even hug him, he cries/sunglasses/shows off when he touches him, how about that? Are you envious
Liang Sunian clicked on the large picture, and the little kitten in the picture was looking at him with its big watery eyes.
Too familiar.
Liang Sunian tapped the screen with his fingertips and quickly remembered the familiar spot without much effort.
That night, when Xie Jiaran asked him if he could hug her, he also looked at him with the same eyes.
They are unaware of their grievances, and the similarity is at least 70%.
I couldn't help but smile even more, and replied with my fingers:
In previous years: I am not envious, I have it too.
Your brother Xiao:
Brother Xiao: When did you get a cat? How come I didn’t know
Liang Sunian then realized that what he said seemed a bit disrespectful.
He rubbed his nose and sighed, then retracted the previous message and changed his words:
Previous year: No, I was just making it up.
Su Xi Nian Nian: What is your son’s name? I will come to see him next time.
The next day, Xie Jiaran was stopped by his teacher at the door of the studio.
When he followed him to the office, he found Sun Han was there too. When the other party saw him come in, his already expressionless face became even colder.
"I called you here to talk about the game."
After the teacher sat down, he waved for the two to come over, took out two registration forms from the drawer and placed them in front of them.
"In the last provincial college art exhibition, you two won the best award and the excellent award respectively, and were shortlisted for the national finals with excellent results. The teacher is very proud of you."
"Now that the theme requirements for the finals have been announced, I hope you will continue to work hard and prepare well, and give your best to the competition, so as not to disappoint all the teachers in the Art Department."
Sun Han picked up the registration form and glanced at the subject line: "Youth? Teacher, isn't this topic too broad?"
The teacher smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be more broad-based? There are no specific requirements this time. I just don't want to limit your imagination and creativity. I want to give you the greatest room to play. Only when a hundred flowers bloom can it be interesting."
After saying that, he waved his hand at them and said, "Okay, go back to class first. There is still plenty of time before the submission deadline, enough time for you to think about your ideas."
Lin Shan sat in the classroom, biting the tip of his pen and slacking off.
Sun Han and Xie Jiaran came in one after another. He raised his head and inadvertently met the sullen-looking Sun Han's gaze. He rolled his eyes without hesitation.
Lemon essence, just looking at it makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Jia Ran, why did Teacher Zhou ask you to go to the office? Why is Sun Han looking so annoying again?"
Xie Jiaran sat down, put the registration form aside, picked up a pen and started practicing drawing: "Speaking of the art exhibition competition, I didn't provoke him, I don't know what happened to him."
Lin Shan was very smart and knew what was going on as soon as he heard it: "Then it's probably his bad habit that's acting up again."
"Every time there's a competition, you always beat him. It was the same in the last rematch. He's incredibly jealous. Now that you're going to compete together again, he must be trying his best to figure out how to surpass you."
Lin Shan was a man with a lot of emotions and got easily upset. He got angry as he spoke: "You said we are all in the same class and we are all still students. He can't stand others being better than him before the real competition has even started. What will happen when he graduates and enters the society?"
"If you are not as skilled as others, can't you just work hard and practice more to improve your skills? Why do you have to make things so miserable and annoying? You are not his parents who should spoil him in everything. No, even parents shouldn't always have to please their son, right—"
Bart
The pencil dropped to the ground with a soft thump, interrupting his chatter.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Lin Shan blinked: "Is it because I was so angry that you finally felt the same way and started to get angry?"
"no."
Xie Jiaran closed his eyes tightly and pinched his left wrist skillfully.
He just had his old problem again.