Chen Ling got out of bed, washed up and rushed to the classroom, but he was already late. He could only bend down and sneak in, secretly finding an inconspicuous corner to sit down.
The students in the classroom seemed very interested in the teacher on the stage, and everyone's face was full of interest. Sometimes they even nodded in agreement.
Chen Ling took out the book and put it on the table. He quickly yawned and his tearful eyes became blurred.
The voice on the stage drifted away. Just as he was about to pinch his thigh hard to cheer himself up, someone suddenly spoke in his ear: "Are you not interested in this subject? In that case, why don't you choose something else?"
The person who was speaking was wearing a yellowed white shirt and a pair of glasses on his nose. He had bad habits when speaking and always stared straight into people's eyes.
Chen Ling shook his head: "No, I just didn't sleep well last night."
"I didn't sleep well last night. I read all night to write my thesis." Some students in the third year have already started working on their thesis, but this student is not one of them. He said, "Teacher Zhang has a new project under him. He privately talked to several students, and I am one of them. I don't know if I can be selected into the project team, but I plan to give it a try."
Chen Ling felt that he was not very familiar with this classmate, but he had a conflicting feeling in his heart that he should have a deep impression of this classmate.
He nodded in agreement with the other person's words: "That's great, keep going."
The classmate narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses and suddenly smiled: "Don't you know who I am yet?"
Chen Ling was a little embarrassed.
The classmate said: "My name is He Xiangxi."
Chen Ling now had an impression of He Xiangxi, a top student in their class, but his family conditions were not very good. His father was an alcoholic and his mother was a part-time worker. On weekdays, his food and clothing were worse than those of his classmates.
But He Xiangxi has a strong learning ability and is very motivated.
Chen Ling remembered hearing from his classmates that, apart from going to the large classroom to take required courses, he usually stayed in the library and didn't interact much with other people.
Chen Ling also introduced himself: "My name is Chen Ling."
He Xiangxi said: "I know."
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the other party say: "Because we are the same, I noticed you a long time ago."
"What do you mean?" Chen Ling didn't understand at all.
"Nothing." He Xiangxi suddenly moved closer, his lips almost touching the young man's cheek, "Just remember that we are the same."
No one likes someone to play tricks on them. Chen Ling pursed his lips in obvious displeasure, distanced himself from the two of them, and began to listen to the class seriously.
There are loudspeakers in the four corners of the classroom. The teacher's voice enters the microphone and is transmitted from all directions, allowing people to quickly immerse themselves in the witty and humorous lecture content.
When the bell rang, Chen Ling was packing up his books when he realized that the table next to him was clean.
Such a big person left so silently.
Chen Ling threw the book into his backpack, stood up and walked out with the crowd. The classmates next to him were playing and jostling each other, and someone accidentally touched his shoulder.
It was really painful when he was hit so hard.
He covered his shoulder and turned to look to the left. His classmates were either talking or walking on their own. He couldn't see who touched him.
Chen Ling felt a dull pain in his shoulder and subconsciously protected it. He felt very upset and he didn't even know why.
If I have to say something, it is that shoulders are a forbidden area and cannot be photographed casually.
This thought flashed through his mind, and before he had time to think about it carefully, someone called him: "What are you doing here? Let's go and eat."
The person who spoke was the director Chen Guang. He was all smiles, and casually put his arm on Chen Ling's shoulder: "What do you want to eat for lunch? Yu Feng just received his living allowance yesterday, and he said he would treat us."
Chen Ling lowered his eyes and stared at the fingers on his shoulder for a few seconds. He felt uncomfortable and had an inexplicable sense of disobedience.
He wanted to ask if our relationship wasn't that good, but when he saw the other person's face filled with a sincere smile, he felt that he was being neurotic and overthinking.
Yu Feng was waiting for them at the entrance of a cafeteria. When he saw someone coming, he raised his hand and waved, "Hurry up, or the delicious food will be gone."
The spicy hotpot in this cafeteria is particularly delicious, and many students from other schools come here to eat here. Basically, after 12:30, there are only a few ingredients left to choose from at the window.
The three of them quickly rushed to the window to line up. After each of them ordered a few dishes, they returned to the table with their number plates and waited.
While bored, Chen Ling suddenly saw He Xiangxi.
He was holding the food tray by himself, looking around for a seat. Just as Chen Ling was about to wave his hand, another hand grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand down.
"Don't call him." Chen Guang said with disgust, "He is a top student and doesn't bother to deal with us."
Chen Ling: "No way, he took the initiative to talk to me during class."
"Tsk." Yu Feng made a sound, "Then the sun must have risen from the west. I remember when I was a freshman, I was assigned to the same dormitory with him. I greeted him several times but he ignored me and just buried his head in his books. He also refused to go to the class outings, and he wouldn't say anything when I asked him why."
"More than that." Chen Guang also joined the complaints, "He also has a quirk."
He covered his mouth mysteriously and whispered, "I often went to the school supermarket to buy instant noodles. After being caught, I was criticized and educated five or six times. I guess he was really afraid of being punished, so he stopped later."
Chen Ling searched his mind carefully and he could remember it: "It happened last year."
He remembered that once when he passed by the entrance of a supermarket, there were many people outside pointing and talking in the crowd. He never liked to join in the fun, so he just glanced at them and passed by.
"Yes, it happened last June. He went to make instant noodles again, and the boss caught him personally. I guess he couldn't stand it anymore, so he pushed him out in public and made him apologize and admit his mistake."
Everyone has self-esteem. No matter what mentality He Xiangxi had when he pinched the instant noodles, the moment he was put on display was tantamount to public execution.
Only he himself knows how painful and embarrassed he feels.
Chen Ling had no intention of talking more, and just as their number was called, he quickly stood up and brought over the spicy hotpot.
The three of them finished their meal happily and walked towards the dormitory together. There was no class this afternoon, so Chen Guang planned to play games in the dormitory all afternoon and asked Yu Feng and Chen Ling if they wanted to play.
Chen Ling had no interest in playing games and shook his head, saying, "No."
Chen Guang persuaded, "Come on, three of us can form a team."
Yu Feng also said: "That's right, you usually don't play with us, so you still won't give us face this time?"
"I don't usually play with you guys?" Chen Ling subconsciously felt that this was not the case, but the two people in front of him didn't need to lie to him.
He thought about it and agreed: "Okay, okay, but I need to get some sleep. I'm a little tired."
Chen Guang and Yu Feng nodded and went into the dormitory. After Chen Ling climbed onto the bed, they lowered their voices and did their work, for fear of disturbing the person on the bed.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ling woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Chen Guang and Yu Feng were sitting together, playing mobile games with their heads against each other, and they said these words in a low voice.
Yu Feng: "What a fucking idiot, I can't wait to stay away from people like him, being a ghost's friend."
Chen Guang: "Isn't it just being friends with ghosts? Hey, you said he can see those things, is that true?"
"How would I know?" Yu Feng said, "Won't you know if you take him out to play for a few more days?"
Chen Ling was confused and turned over and sat up.
The two of them immediately shut up and looked over here. Chen Guang said, "Oh, you're awake. Then get up and play games."
Chen Ling climbed down from the bed and took out his notebook from the drawer of the desk below.
As soon as the startup screen started, there was a knock on the door.
The counselor walked in with a strange young man. He was tall and thin, with an upright figure, and his deep facial features gave people a strong sense of familiarity.
"This is a classmate who just arrived today, an exchange student from country x. The dormitory for international students is full, so I will temporarily arrange for you to stay here."
The counselor smiled gently and patted the new roommate who always had a cold face: "Come in, everyone, get familiar with each other first. If you need anything, feel free to call me."
Chen Ling looked at his new roommate: "My name is Chen Ling, what's yours?"
"Jiang Yu." The new classmate's voice was cold, and his eyes were quite stern when he swept over Chen Guang and Yu Feng.
Chen Ling: "Three drops of water, a Gong, and a soil character with a Huo?"
Don't ask him why he knows this, he wants to ask himself the same question.
The young man seemed to be in a better mood. His lips relaxed into a slight arc, "Yeah."
Chen Ling asked curiously: "How old are you this year?"
I regretted it right after asking. No matter whether the person is a man or a woman, it is impolite to ask the other person's age so casually when both parties are not familiar with each other.
He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."
"Twenty." Jiang Yu's voice suddenly softened, and he seemed to be in a better mood.
Chen Ling looked at the other person silently. That face was indeed very young, with deep facial features still tinged with boyishness, mixed with the gradually developing maturity and stability, giving people a feeling that was both contradictory and natural.
But Chen Ling inexplicably felt that Jiang Yu should be more than twenty years old, but much older than him.
Being stared at by the young man in a trance, Jiang Yu cleared his throat and said to the bed next to Chen Ling: "Which one should I sleep on?"
There were four beds in the room, three of which were occupied, and the remaining one was filled with things.
Chen Ling ran over hurriedly and stretched out his arms to take off his things. His short-sleeved shirt revealed a slender, tight waist as he moved.
Chen Guang and Yu Feng also came to their senses and hurried over to help move things.
Jiang Yu glanced at the exposed skin of the young man, frowned, approached calmly, and pulled his T-shirt down.
Chen Ling was busy picking up things and didn't notice this detail. He threw all the things into a cardboard box and stuffed it under his desk.
The bed surface, which was originally covered with debris, was covered with only a thick layer of dust in just ten minutes.
Jiang Yu stood on the ground expressionlessly, folding his arms and staring coldly. After a while, he turned and walked towards the pool, then turned back to ask Chen Ling: "Do you have a rag?"
Chen Ling took out the cloth from the beam under the pool and handed it to him.
Jiang Yu thanked him and turned on the faucet to rinse the towel unskillfully.
Chen Ling knew from his appearance that he had never worked at home. He was clumsy even when scrubbing a rag. He leaned over and said, "Give it to me. I'll help you clean it up."
Jiang Yu bent down and pulled out another towel from under the sink and asked, "Is this also a rag?"
Chen Ling nodded.
He handed the towel to the young man: "Let's clean it up together."
Chen Ling: “…”
There is no air conditioning in the dormitory, only a ceiling fan. Two people are squeezed on the same bed and rubbing each other. Don’t you feel hot
Jiang Yu noticed that the young man frowned, his black eyelashes drooping, "I'd better clean it up myself."
Chen Ling just thought that this person looked pitiful, and his heart softened for no reason. "Let's do it together. This way we can do it faster."
"Yes." Jiang Yu lifted his eyelids, revealing his beautiful light-colored pupils, "Thank you."
"Sorry for being so formal. We'll be living in the same dormitory from now on. We're a family." Chen Ling has a good impression of his new roommate. If he had to find a reason, it would probably be because he's so handsome.
To be honest, he had never seen such a handsome man, with delicate and deep features and a firm outline that was very manly.
"Jiang Yu, are you mixed-race?" Chen Guang asked.
Jiang Yu glanced at him and hummed indifferently.
Chen Guang clearly felt that the other party's enthusiasm for him was much lower than that for Chen Ling.
He sighed, turned around and curled up in his bed, pulling Yu Feng, who was about to come up and talk to him, to continue playing games.
It turns out that the two of them being together is really efficient, especially since Jiang Yu's body temperature is lower than his. Occasionally, their arms accidentally touch each other, giving people a refreshing feeling that goes straight to the heart.
If the other person wasn't a living person, he really wanted to hug him and rub against him a few times to cool down.
Jiang Yu took the dirty handkerchief from the young man's hand and said, "I'll go wash it. You go and have a rest."
Chen Ling was so hot that he sat down at his seat and used a handheld fan to blow air. Seeing Chen Guang looking at him, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just saw that you seemed to get along well with your new roommate." Chen Guang had just finished playing a game, threw his phone away, got out of bed and walked in front of Chen Ling, "Comrade Chen, you won't have new friends and leave us old friends behind."
Chen Ling: "Of course not."
Chen Guang didn't say anything, staring at him without blinking. After a while, he chuckled and said, "Look, I forgot everything."
This was inexplicable, and Chen Ling subconsciously asked, "What did you forget?"
Chen Guang: "Don't you know what you forgot?"
"Why should I know?" Chen Ling was puzzled.
"It's OK if you don't know." Chen Guang said, "You just forgot and don't want to remember. You will remember it soon."
He turned around and said to Yu Feng, "Right, Yu Feng."
"Yeah." Yu Feng deliberately dragged his voice, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Chen Ling felt that the two were more and more strange, but he couldn't find the source of their strangeness. He was not a person who liked to hide things, so he asked directly: "Chen Guang, do you know that you and Yu Feng are very strange?"
Yu Feng raised his eyebrows: "You are the weirdest one."
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the air was filled with the invisible smell of gunpowder.
Chen Guang laughed out loud with a chuckle, and the sound of hahahaha filled the room. When he had laughed enough, he covered his stomach and said with a smile: "It was just a joke, why are you taking it so seriously?"
Yu Feng also laughed, with that brotherly attitude again, and put his arm around Chen Ling's shoulder and said, "Three of us in the dormitory are all weird, so this should be fine, right?"
Chen Ling pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and nodded halfheartedly.
"Excuse me, where can I get a meal card?" Jiang Yu appeared behind the two of them at some point, and as if unintentionally, he took Yu Feng's arm away from the young man, and then put his hand on the other's shoulder.
Jiang Yu's hands were large and warm, and the heat from his palms penetrated his clothes and continuously touched Chen Ling's skin. Not only did it not make him feel repulsed by the touch of his shoulders, but it also brought him a rare sense of security.
Chen Ling: "Let me take you there."
Jiang Yu: “Okay.”
The place to apply for the meal card is a bit far from the dormitory building, and even taking a shortcut it still took twenty minutes.
When Jiang Yu went in to apply for a meal card, Chen Ling was still standing in the corridor. He turned his head casually to the right and saw someone walking towards him at the end of the corridor.
The man came closer and closer, and finally I could see his face clearly.
Which direction is it
He Xiangxi was holding a book and walking slowly. The frame of his glasses was crooked on his nose and his back was slightly hunched, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.
"He Xiangxi." Chen Ling called him, "What's wrong with you?"
He Xiangxi glanced at him and said coldly, "He was beaten."
"Who hit you?" Chen Ling blurted out.
"I don't know, I think they are sophomores." He Xiangxi pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a mocking smile, "A bunch of idiots who can only use fists and have no brains, they will be hit by a car sooner or later!"
Chen Ling was stunned. He didn't expect that he would say such vicious words in the end.
He Xiangxi: "Why, do you think I shouldn't curse them like this?"
Chen Ling asked: "Why did they beat you?"
"Why do you need to hit someone? Just hit them if you want to." He Xiangxi took out a few pieces of debris from his pocket, which was a meal card that had been stepped on. He walked past Chen Ling and went straight into the office.
He only needed his student ID to quickly get a replacement meal card, but Jiang Yu had just entered school and didn't have a student ID, so the procedure was a little more complicated.
Seeing that Chen Ling was still outside, He Xiangxi realized who he was waiting for, "Is the person inside your friend?"
Chen Ling deliberately remained silent, not wanting to reveal any emotions in front of this person.
He Xiangxi didn't care. "Friends?" He sneered, "They are all playing tricks on you. How can a freak like you have friends? Don't you think you're not dying fast enough?"
Chen Ling grabbed his sleeve and said, "What do you mean?"
He Xiangxi struggled to break free and said word by word: "What I mean is that you are a disaster star. Not only do you suffer bad luck yourself, but you also try to drag others into the misfortune with you."
"Chen Ling, how can you be so bad and vicious?"
"I just pinched some instant noodles to vent my anger, but you are deliberately hurting people."
Chen Ling had never heard such sharp and harsh accusations. Even though they were completely false to him, they still left a deep mark in his heart.
"Don't go." He wanted to catch up with He Xiangxi, but as soon as he took a step forward, his arm was grabbed from behind.
Jiang Yu stood in the corridor, his eyes stern and a bit majestic: "You are not allowed to go."