Hypocritical Adonis

Chapter 5

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Qi Cheng was already prepared to be blocked by Wu Yuan under the dormitory building at night, but he didn't expect that the nights of the past few days were calm.

The long holiday of No. 2 Middle School is only two and a half days a month. Usually, every weekend is only half a day off in the afternoon. Sunday afternoon and evening self-study are cancelled, and the morning reading class in the morning is also cancelled, giving students a rare time to sleep in.

Today is Saturday, after returning to the dormitory at night, every floor is cheering, because the class will officially start at 8:10 tomorrow morning.

Able to wake up a full hour later than usual! This is so happy!

The dormitory of class 3 is on the second floor, and Qicheng and his dormitory is inside, a precious place close to the water room and stairs. After climbing upstairs, I found that the water room on the third floor had no water, and the water room on the second floor was too full to squeeze people in.

In this kind of weather, boys who are irritable cannot lack water. Those who didn’t buy water at night felt tormented when they saw this scene. After returning to the dormitory, the people in a dormitory decided whoever lost the rock-paper-scissors would fetch water.

The No. 2 Middle School is located in the suburbs, with a large area and a lot of money invested. The dormitory building is still not full. They have fewer people in a room than other schools. There are only four people in a room, and the place looks spacious.

In addition to Xia Li and Zhu Fan, they also have a roommate named Han An who is an art student. He is a master with unique aesthetics and believes that he is the trendy master.

Qi Cheng was never afraid of rock-paper-scissors. After the situation settled down, he smiled, "I won."

The loser was Zhu Fan. He honestly went to fetch water and didn't come back after a few minutes. Qi Cheng was really thirsty, so he got up to find a cup and went into the water room.

As soon as he entered, he saw Chang Yao coming out. Chang Yao's black hair was about to cover his eyes, his fingers were wet, as if he hadn't seen him, he walked around him and ran quickly to his dormitory.

When Qi Cheng was about to line up, Chang Yao ran over again and handed Qi Cheng a cup full of freshly poured water. He lowered his head and did not speak.

Qi Cheng, "For me?"

"Thank you for the hot post." He recited these four words like an endorsement.

"Thank you." Qi Cheng licked his lips, which were dry and peeling, he poured only a little of Chang Yao's water, and drank it in a few gulps.

Chang Yao connected him again after he finished drinking, poured all the water in his glass into it, then held the empty bottle, stood at the end of the line and lined up again.

Qi Cheng was taken aback, smiled, and stood behind him, talking to him while drinking water slowly.

Zhu Fan was in the front, there were too many people, so he could only wave to him.

The water room was crowded, and the boys couldn't wait, they bumped into each other from time to time, Qi Cheng protected Chang Yao several times without a trace, and every time he raised his hand, Chang Yao's head would lower a little.

Underneath the black hair that no one saw was a flushed face.

"Fuck!"

A low voice cursed in the corner next to it, "Why is the water getting thinner and thinner?"

Qi Cheng turned around and smiled immediately.

Qi Zhong, who was washing his dirty socks with his head buried, was so angry that he exploded. He took a few deep breaths and continued to endure, before starting to rub his head sullenly again.

He was wearing a pure white vest, rubbing it, moving his shoulders and back, among a group of high school seniors who didn't exercise much, every move made him more handsome.

Qi Zhong's figure is just right, he is slender and straight, with not too many muscles, neither too bulging to frighten him, nor so thin that he would fall over when blown by the wind. He is well-proportioned, healthy and handsome, like the favorite proportion of cartoonists. Qi Cheng has a critical eye and thinks his lines are particularly beautiful.

The person on the 3rd floor can successfully grab a faucet on the 2nd floor, this guy still thinks too much and too little.

After receiving the water, Zhu Fan said loudly, "Qi Cheng, I'm going back first!"

Qi Zhong raised his head abruptly, turned his head to look behind him, his eyes were sharp and bright, and he found Qi Cheng at the end of the team in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the dirty socks on his hands, his expression changed again and again.

He held a dirty sock in his hand, and the other was holding a clean water glass. It's so fucking embarrassing, Qi Zhong buried his head, hoping not to be seen by this kid.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't hold back and looked back, Qi Cheng had already left.

Fuck, the 2nd floor is too dangerous.

Almost ashamed to throw in front of that little boy.

As soon as school was over at noon on Sunday, everyone rushed outside the school, and the bus stop was crowded with people. Qi Cheng rented a room by himself, so he called for a rental directly, and returned home half an hour later.

I buried my head in sleep all afternoon, and woke up slowly after five o'clock.

It was dusk outside, and Qi Chenglai spent half an hour on the bed before taking a comfortable hot bath and going out to look for food.

There are all kinds of food near the place where he rents the house. There are many small streets, and the proprietress on the food street is very enthusiastic about the handsome guy. Qi Cheng has been greeted many times along the way. After he finally finishes eating, he is already a hours later.

It was getting dark now, leaving only a twilight. On the way back, Qi Cheng heard the sound of fists and kicks in a nearby alley.

Mixed with a suppressed murmur.

Qi Cheng stepped lightly and approached the alley.

In the depths of the alley, a few young men were beating the man on the ground, and the man lying on the ground was protecting his head, biting back fiercely from time to time.

None of the few people got it right, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they vented their anger by beating them back.

The man lying on the ground was tall, with dark eyes, and fought back without admitting defeat, but his movements became smaller and smaller, and the strength of his struggle gradually became weaker.

It's Wu Yuan.

Qi Cheng touched his pocket and took out a cigarette from it. He leaned against the moss-covered alley wall, took two puffs, and then walked out slowly.

"Hey," Qi Cheng shook the ashes, he was just around the corner, the shadow covered most of his whole body, only his voice was still smiling, and he kindly reminded, "I called the police ten minutes ago, do you want to call five more?" minute?"

Because there is a lot of traffic in this place, there is a police station nearby, and the speed of dispatching the police is very fast, and the speed of ten minutes is already relatively slow.

A few social youths became irritable, swearing and pointing at Qi Chengcheng to come over and teach him a lesson. Qi Cheng looked at his watch, took another puff of cigarette, and waited until he was in front of him before saying, "Aren't you going to run?"

He was so confident that several people turned around and ran out of the alley, pointing at him and cursing as they ran, "Who the hell are you, meddling in your own business, something is wrong."

Qi Cheng glanced at them and approached Wu Yuan. One of Wu Yuan's eyes could not be opened anymore, he tried his best to see who the person in front of him was, half of his face was stained with blood, his expression was horrifying, his hair was clotted with blood clots, he was embarrassed and frightening.

After vaguely seeing that it was Qi Cheng, Wu Yuan closed his eyes and passed out.

There was blood and dust all over his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's, so Qi Cheng stubbed out the cigarette.

In a dark corner, a handsome guy lying in the corner with injuries all over his body.

[I found the second high school bully in front of me, do you want to come forward to help?]

[A. Rescue and flirt]

[B. It's so dirty, let's help him take off his dirty clothes first (≧▽≦)//]

Qi Cheng pursed his lips, took off his coat to cover him up, dragged him over his shoulders, and took a taxi to a nearby clinic.

Qi Cheng didn't put him on the floor until he was bandaged and returned home.

Wu Yuan has a good figure, a beautiful complexion, and vigorous muscles. When he was in a coma, his sword eyebrows were erected, and he still looked very difficult to provoke.

Qi Cheng wiped off the blood for him, most of the blood on Wu Yuan's body was someone else's, the serious wound was the one on his head, the doctor who bandaged him was skilled, "It's okay, this kid has a hard head, it's just a trauma."

"Look, he has protected all the key points by himself. It seems that there have been many fights, and he doesn't need to go to the hospital. He can apply medicine on other wounds by himself."

Qi Cheng originally had reservations about the doctor's statement, but now he took off Wu Yuan's clothes and wiped it for him, only then did he know that there was no serious wound.

When Wu Yuan became clean, Qi Cheng lazily dressed him again, and directly carried Wu Yuan, who was only wearing underwear, to the sofa, and covered him with a thin quilt, so there was no need to worry about it.

After Wu Yuan woke up in the morning, he only felt sore all over.

He was tall, and the sofa he lay on was narrow and small. He curled up all night, and his hands and feet were numb after he regained consciousness.

It's still early, and it's still not bright outside the window, Wu Yuan looked depressed, lifted the quilt, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and looked for a place where he could sleep comfortably.

The wound on his head was covered with gauze, and it was painful, Wu Yuan was used to this kind of pain, so he could completely ignore it. After finding the bedroom, he stood by the bed with his arms folded, looking at Qi Cheng on the bed with a sullen face.

He slept on half of the two-meter-wide bed, and at least one other person could lie on the other half, but this guy put him on the sofa.

Wu Yuan looked at him for a while, then lifted the quilt directly, and lay down on it wearing big underpants.

Then go to sleep.